The Iceman Cometh Page #3

were killed?

Well, the one woman

they pinched,

Rosa Parritt,

is his mother.

They'll be coming up

for trial soon,

they haven't got a chance.

She'll get life.

I'm telling you all this

so you'll know why,

if Don acts a bit queer

and not jump on him.

He's her only kid.

Why ain't he out there

stickin' by her?

Must be a good reason.

I get it.

Then what kind of a sap is he

to hang on to his right name?

I'm telling you,

I don't know.

And I don't want to know!

The hell with the Movement

and everybody

connected with it.

(laughing)

If there's one thing

more than another

I can't stand

it's the sucker game

you and Hugo calls

"Movement."

Reminds me of

a damn full argument

me and Mose Porter

had the other night.

He's drunk

and I'm drunker,

and he says,

"Socialists and anarchists,

we ought to shoot 'em dead."

I-I said:

"Hold on, hold on."

"You talk as if

the socialists"

"and anarchists

was the same thing."

"Anarchist..."

"never works."

"He drinks,

he never buys,"

and if you do ever

get a nickel,

"he blows it on bombs,

"but he wouldn't

give you nothin'.

"So you can go ahead

and shoot him.

"But, uh, socialists...

"sometimes he gets a job.

"If he gives 10 bucks,

"he's bound

by his religion

"to split it with ya

50-50.

"So you don't shoot

no socialist

"while I'm around.

"Of course,

if they broke,

then they're no-good,

bastards, too."

(giggling)

Be God, Joe!

You've got all

the beauty of human nature

and the practical wisdom

of the world

in that little parable.

(laughing)

Sure.

Larry ain't the only

wise guy in this dump.

Eh, Joe?

Here's your guy.

Hello, Larry.

Hello.

What's up?

Thought you'd be asleep.

I couldn't make it,

I, uh, thought I might see

if you were around.

Well...

sit down

and join the bums then.

The rules of the house

are that drinks may be served

at all hours.

Oh, I get you but, uh,

hell, I'm just about broke.

Oh, I know,

you guys saw...

You think I have a roll,

don't you?

Well, I'll show you

you're wrong.

You see?

They're all one's.

See, I've got to live on this

'till I get a job.

So you think I made

up a phony, don't you?

Well, why the hell

would I do that?

Where would I get

a roll anyway?

You don't get rich doin'

what I've been doin', ask Larry.

You're lucky in the Movement,

you get enough to eat.

What's the song

and dance about?

We ain't said nothin'.

Oh... Oh, I was just tryin'

to put you right.

Hey, I don't want you

to think I'm a tightwad.

I'll buy you a drink

if you want one.

"If?"

Man, if I don't want

a drink,

you call the morgue

and you tell them.

"Come take

Joe's body away,

'cause he sure look dead."

Now gimme the bottle,

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