O. Henry's Full House Page #3
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- 1952
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their blasted clubs...
walking their blasted beats...
doing nothing but eat up
the taxpayers' money.
All day long I've flaunted the law
in their faces...
and not a one of them-
not a single one, mind you-
to prevent it.
I've a good mind to write
to my congressman.
You going to the park
again tonight, Soapy?
Where else can I go?
There isn't any hurry.
Listen to the music.
I seem to remember that tune
from somewhere.
No? Well, this might be
a country churchyard...
such as I knew
in my youth...
in the days when life contained such things
as mothers and roses...
ambition and friends,
immaculate thoughts...
and Little Lord Fauntleroy
collars.
Let's go in for a moment
and enjoy the peace.
- Me?
The front door is open
The invitation is obvious.
- What's the matter, Soapy?
Ain't you feeling
good, Soapy?
Hey, maybe tomorrow
will be different.
Maybe if you was to try
somewhere else...
like Central Park maybe
or Wall Street.
There'll be no tomorrow-
at least no tomorrow as you imagine it.
That phase of my life
has ended.
You sure you
feeling good, Soapy?
Maybe if you was to go back
and sit down again.
It isn't my body that's sick.
It's my soul.
For the first time
in my life...
into which I've tumbled-
The degraded days,
unworthy desires...
dead hopes, wrecked faculties,
base motives...
that have made up my useless existence!
I wasn't gonna tell you, Soapy,
but I got 30 cents a lady give me.
- I'll buy ya a beer.
- It isn't beer that I need.
It's hope, faith...
the assurance that it's still not too late
to pull myself out of the mire...
to make a man
of myself again...
to conquer the evil that's
taken possession of me!
We better get out of here.
If somebody was to hear you talking like that...
there's no telling what
we'd have to go through.
People praying over us,
preaching to us.
But there is time.
I'm still comparatively young.
Resurrect my old
and eager ambitions...
and pursue them
without faltering.
I'll give up this life of dissipation and idleness.
Tomorrow I'll go into the roaring downtown
district and find work.
I recall a fur merchant...
who once offered me
a position.
I think I must have his card
about me somewhere.
I'll find him, lay my plight before him,
seek his aid.
Yes, here is his card.
A noble man,
if ever I met one.
He'll give me a job.
He'll help me make something of myself.
- I'll be somebody in the world!
- Okay, come along.
- Huh? Officer, what have I done?
- Never mind. Come along.
Don't give me any of your lip,
or I'll bash in that skull of yours.
Come on!
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