Mulberry Street Page #2

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you give me your lungs.

Oh, that's better.

Thank you.

Tell Charlie toilet's fixed,

everything's back to normal.

Are you okay?

You seem a bit clammy.

I'm fine. Just hot in here.

Take it light, Frank.

Try to hold onto your teeth.

Okay.

Hey, Huck Finn.

Where you want me to put this?

Just set it on the counter.

Oh, yeah.

Ooh, you getting kinky on me.

F*** you. It's the girl upstairs.

She dropped it.

Oh. Miss Poland 1982?

Her name is Kay.

A girl throws her underwear

in your window,

she's sayin' something.

Trust me, I'm a connoisseur of eros.

Oh, yeah?

You gonna ask her out?

I'm too old.

She ain't no spring chicken.

I got ten of my own teeth.

And she got a teenage son

with no daddy.

That supposed to be a plus?

Come on, man,

look at my face.

You got a lash.

Thanks. I gotta go.

It's a nice cake.

Thanks.

Be good to have our little girl home.

Otto, I gotta get going.

But I should be back

by midnight, okay?

You feeling any better?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Otto.

You don't leave this apartment today,

do you hear me?

And that means no TV,

no radio, no nothing.

And you better clean this place up.

I want it spotless

when I come back home.

I bust my ass to keep us going,

I buy you things and everything, for this?

Don't you lie to me, Otto.

I won't allow it.

Yeah, sorry.

Aren't you gonna kiss

your mama good-bye?

Oh, it's you.

Hi. Have you seen Clutch?

He's up at Frank's.

Today is shaving day.

You and Clutch are friends, right?

We're close.

You knew his wife?

Yes. I did.

What was she like?

Beautiful.

And Clutch is a handsome man.

And don't act like you

haven't noticed, blondie.

Thanks, Larry.

What happened to Ray the painter?

Did he fall off another ladder?

He got bit by some crackhead

at the flophouse,

you know, over there by Bowery Street.

No sh*t.

He ought to watch that.

Could get a nasty infection.

I'll be more worried about

the guy that bit him.

Yeah.

Hey, Ray.

You okay?

...despite today's emergency?

People get bit by rats

every day in this city.

This is an isolated incident.

That was the mayor, live from City Hall.

This is Melissa Moore

reporting for New York 2 News.

Your mom, she left me a message.

She said your bathroom

sink is leaking.

How'd you get in?

I'm the super.

I got a key.

Morning, Vic.

How you doin'?

Do you want another one?

No, thanks.

We got a rat.

I set a few traps. Nasty bastard.

Barked at me.

Well, I'm used to the two-legged kind.

You know, they howl at me.

...this time in Harlem,

at the 145th Street station.

Emergency services are at the scene.

The number of victims

is not known yet.

This is the third attack

in the last four hours.

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