Something Wild Page #2

You just follow me.

I'm sorry, officer.

All right.

I'm sorry.

Hey, honey.

Why don't you say hello sometimes?

You know, I don't even know your name.

Mine's Shirley.

- Mary Ann.

- Pleased to meet you.

Say, what do you do for a living, kiddo?

Just curious.

Work at the five-and-ten.

Gee, that's tough.

Hard on the feet.

You're the quiet type, aren't you?

You don't go out much, do you?

You know, you're not bad looking.

If you'd like, I could introduce you

to some of my better type

gentlemen friends.

Nothing personal, of course.

Well, I'll be.

I'm just trying to be friendly!

The little sh*t. Come on. The little sh*t.

Miss Harding. Miss Harding.

Excuse me, Miss Harding.

Today is Friday. Your rent is due.

And, Miss Harding,

I've noticed you use

a great deal of water.

I'm afraid there will be an extra charge

for so much use of the bathroom.

Let's say 50 cents?

When she first came,

I thought she was a nice kid, you know.

I even felt sorry for her.

I tried to help her.

I mean, I didn't say anything, but I took

all the tough customers for myself.

But now, boy, you should see.

She's changed.

I say to myself, "Who picked me

to be at the counter with her?"

- Yeah.

- She wouldn't give you the time of day.

- I bet.

- She looks like she hates the world.

- She's got a tough face.

- No. She's stuck-up. That's it.

She doesn't like people.

I wouldn't like to be in your place.

You can say that again.

Shh!

- All right.

- We hear you.

All right!

All right already.

I don't know what was the matter with

everyone, pushing and shoving like that.

Especially when it's so hot and sticky.

I think I'm going to have to leave.

I'm feeling sick.

Hot, huh?

I have to go. I'm going to be sick.

Well, I never!

New York.

That's all I need.

All I need.

Aw. Poor little fella.

Aw. Where's my little wise man?

Oh, little Right there.

Here.

Come on. Hey, come on. Come on.

Hey, not so fast.

Don't try to jump again.

Come on. I can't stay here all day.

Come on.

You go. I'll be all right.

Let's go.

My name's Mike.

I work across the bridge, in a garage.

Automobile mechanic.

You know, you're lucky I came by.

That's a long way down.

Where do you live?

Barclay Street.

At home with your parents?

Alone?

Why did you do it?

I don't know.

Just happened.

I didn't mean to jump.

I'm all right now.

You sure want to get yourself killed.

Turn right here.

Well, we're here. Go on.

- This is not where I live.

- I know.

It's where I live.

Oh, no.

Now look, you nearly fainted three times

on the way over here.

You'll either kill yourself or get

picked up by the police if you're alone.

I think I'd better go home.

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