Little Odessa Page #2

I'm leaving soon.

I wanted to see everything.

Alexa told me about you.

Said you left because

of Boris Volkoff.

You've been here long enough.

You know if Mr. Boris

don't like somebody,

he can keep them away.

- That's all it is.

- So you didn't do anything?

Well, don't go

telling people I'm here.

I just wanted to tell you

that I understand.

'Cause here I am.

I can't talk to anybody..

Or do anything.

You know?

I hope I see you again.

Anyway, you can go home now.

- Hello?

- Reuben.

- Yeah?

- It's Joshua.

- Hey.

- Be home at 10:
00.

- We'll go to a movie, okay?

- Okay.

- You like the movies?

- Yeah, what are we seeing?

Whatever.

Be home at 10:
00.

- Bye.

- Okay.

He was making a call in the phone booth

when the mice found him.

Through the head.

No one saw it.

No one saw it happen.

I don't even know

who would want to do this.

Busy.

Reuben.

My name is Alla,

you remember me?

- I was friends with Sasha.

- Yeah.

I have to talk to you. Your brother

came to see me the other day.

Have you seen him?

'Cause I really need

to talk to him.

- You like movies?

- Yeah.

Meet us on the corner

of 3rd and Brighton.

- 10:
00.

- Okay.

Okay. See you.

- But I need it!

- I don't have your f***ing leg. Jesus.

Come on! Give me my leg!

Shut up! I gotta deal with this f***ing

crazy man, here, and you don't help.

Look, I can't be hopping

around like this!

I don't have your f***ing leg. Would

you please get the f*** outta here?

You got my leg.

- He's got my leg.

- F***ing nut.

Our man is Ahmad Pahlevi.

Real camel jockey.

We've heard about him.

He'll be tough, the mice love him.

- So?

- So he's untouchable.

The cops are p*ssy cats.

You guys know that.

This guy is nothing

but some dumb stukach.

Make him go bye-bye.

You'll see what happens.

He's ratted on so many people,

every a**hole in the city,

including the mayor,

will think it was the Italians

or the schwartzes who did it.

Empty the whole round into his head.

It's bye-bye, Ayatollah.

You're gonna need guns.

You got guns?

I can get 'em.

Mr. Boris, believe it or not.

Keep them small specials,

throw aways.

It won't be long before

Volkoff finds out I'm here.

I think one of his guys

recognized me.

- How do you know that?

- Because he sees everything.

So what happened

to the guy that saw you?

You won't be

seeing him no more.

This was in the garage.

Reuben, Reuben!

What are you doing?

You don't have any homework?

- No, I finished it.

- Are you sure?

What? No, but you should

do your homework,

otherwise you will end up

like, uh, the dumb..

- goyam in our neighborhood.

- I just told you, I finished it.

Well, then, go.

Go home and read.

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