Hercules in New York Page #2

Where to?

Uptown.

And step on it!

Boy, that was close.

What was close?

They almost nailed you!

What did you do?

J ump ship?

No, I walked off.

You walked off.

- What's your name?

- Hercules.

Oh. Mine is Pretzi.

They call me Pretzi,

because, you see,

I sell pretzels

on the waterfront.

- Where you from?

- Greece.

Oh! I used to know

a Greek guy.

He ran a beanery

down in the Village.

His name was Apollo.

I never found out

what his second name was.

- I know Apollo.

- You do?

Well, is this a small world?

You know Apollo. Gee.

I wonder where Apollo is now.

I haven't seen him

in two or three years.

- He's back home.

- He went home, huh?

He was all the time talking about

how homesick he was.

So he finally went home.

He was a real nice guy.

Conceited. He thinks there's

nobody handsomer in the world.

Handsome? Apollo?

You must be kidding.

Come on, say you're kidding.

Handsome? With that big black

wart on his nose?

And those

little beady crossed eyes?

( laughing )

He must have been in disguise.

I wonder if Apollo

ever got married.

He was all the time

looking for a wife.

Maybe that's why he went home,

to find a wife.

Diana and Terpsichore

are in love with him.

I think Hebe is attracted, too.

No kidding.

It shows you how desperate

some women could be.

That is really amazing.

You hungry?

Wait a minute.

Here, here.

Go ahead, help yourself.

- I'm grateful.

- Think nothing of it.

Good, huh?

Food for the gods.

Well, I get them

from a bakery in Brooklyn

called

''Food For the Gods Bakery.''

Where you guys wanna go?

Hey, what do you know?

Central Park.

This is good enough.

It's fine.

Here we are

in Central Park.

I'll go get my bag.

- That'll be two bucks.

- Big city, New York.

Bigger than Athens.

Bigger than Rome.

Bigger than Carthage.

I'd say New York is the biggest

place there is.

- Pay the cabbie.

- Pay him?

- What?

- For the ride, two bucks.

Bucks?

The bread, the shekels,

you know, the long green,

the money, two bucks!

He wants to be paid for driving

Hercules in the chariot?

That's the idea, mack.

My name is Hercules.

Hercules, Schmurcules,

give me the dough.

Bucks? Doe? What's all this talk

about male and female animals?

This guy got all his marbles?

He's just come over

from the old country.

Look, Herc, it's money.

You know, drachmas.

Money?

I don't have any money.

You don't have any money?

Holy moley.

He ain't got no money.

Hercules doesn't need

any money.

What?

That's the stupidest thing

I've heard in my whole life.

A couple of deadbeats, huh?

Pretzi:
Look, buddy,

you see. . .

There's been a little mistake.

Well, now,

ain't that something.

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