Love Crazy Page #3

That doesn't sound like Stevie

the party boy!

- Weren't you married, too?

- A month after you jilted me.

But with me, it was different.

I had to do something

to mend my broken heart.

Oh, your broken heart, my foot!

You were glad to get rid of me!

Anyway,

that's what I told people.

- Oh, Steve, you're looking elegant.

- Oh, really? I wasn't even trying.

- What are you doing here?

- I just moved in. You live here?

- Yeah, 12A.

- 11B! Well, we're neighbors.

Remember that if you ever want

to borrow a cup of sugar, sugar.

Well, this must be my floor.

No, I'm sorry, Mrs. Grayson,

it isn't your floor.

As a matter of fact, it isn't anybody's floor.

The power's off again!

I can think of a lot better places to park.

Hello! Hello, janitor?

Listen, dopey.

I told you that machine was on the blink.

Now it's stuck dead, you sap!

I wouldn't antagonize him right now.

Oh, he says he don't know

what's the matter with it,

and he don't know

how long it'll take to fix.

What are you going to do?

Well, we'll have to go out through the top.

Through the top?

You'd better knock.

The people upstairs might be busy.

- Give me a boost, will you, Mr. Ireland?

- Oh, yeah, sure.

There you are.

Well, I guess you're next.

Alley-oop!

- How is your acrobatic work?

- It hasn't changed much.

Now, just...

Here, you put your foot on my shoulder.

I better take these off.

I don't want to stab you to death.

Oh, thanks.

I guess I wouldn't look so well

in footprints.

Oh, Punkins.

- Come on, Punkins.

- Oh, yes, Punkins, huh?

Say, whatever happened

to that wirehair I gave you?

He disappeared about the same time

you did, you thief!

Me?

I'm sorry I ran into you, Stevie.

You bring back that old feeling!

Oh, you mean that old feeling

that threw a flowerpot at me

the last time you saw me?

I'll never forgive myself for that.

The geraniums died!

What's the matter?

Is my face tickling your foot?

The last thing you said to me

four years ago

was that you were not going

to let me walk all over you!

Oh, yes,

it seems to come back to me now.

Hey, can you give me a hand there, Joe?

Of course, this elevator would never stick

when my mother...

My mother-in-law was in it.

Yeah, probably ran like a clock.

- Nice place they have here.

- Yeah.

A lovely view.

Wonder what would happen

if we went on up to the roof?

Jelly.

Oh, well, here we are.

Now, let's see... Oh, yes.

Punkins, out you go.

Now... Well, I guess perhaps

I'd better crawl out first.

Here, Joe, hold those doors, will you?

Stephen, play like it's a transom

you're climbing over.

Where you going?

Oh, quick, do something! Steve!

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