Wonder Wheel Page #2

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and-and you know,

you didn't.

You threw it all away!

Look at ya--

you're such a beautiful girl!

You had your pick.

I loved Frank, okay?

And all the guys you

hand-picked for me, they were--

dull, colorless, boring guys.

All of 'em, honest men,

every one of 'em.

Christ!

Your mother's

last dying request

on her deathbed

was that you didn't

run off with that

slime, Frankie Adatto.

You wouldn't give her that one

bit of satisfaction, would ya?

You wouldn't

let her die in peace.

I loved him.

I was twenty,

I... I wanted more.

More.

More. More what?

Jesus, Humpty.

There's a world out there.

This does not concern you.

All I know is

you lost your head.

Your head was in the clouds

over that gutter guinea

that flashy, cheap,

flashy little wop.

You didn't think I knew

he carried a gun up here?

Huh?

He'll know...

He'll know you came here.

No. It's the last place he'll look.

He knows how you feel about me.

Yeah.

You mean he knows

how much he hated me

for callin' it the way I saw it.

Christ.

I counted on you when she died.

I was lost.

You dumped me for that trash.

That's why he wouldn't think

I'd come here.

He knows that we haven't

exchanged words in five years

'cause bad blood

between us ran too deep.

He shows up here,

I'll kill him.

Oh, God, don't say that.

I don't--I don't want trouble.

All right.

Okay, my nerves

are shot as it is

-and you better calm down.

-All right.

Just don't tell me what

I should or shouldn't do.

She's my daughter.

Oh...

Oh...Christ.

You are a light, baby.

You are a light in my life.

Do you know

how much I missed you?

Ha?

Jesus! Suddenly, I'm starvin'.

Clean the fish, Ginny.

Yeah, yeah, I...I'll make

everybody stew.

Yeah, no...cooking relaxes my nerves.

Clean the fish?

I got a headache.

Clean the fish, Ginny,

two or three at least and

put paper down this time,

last time you got

guts all over the floor.

Hey,

you remember Carolina?

Remember I used to bake?

I used to make you those

chocolate chip cookies?

Hm.

And I'd put a little salt on it.

Mm-hmm.

You're late!

And you're in real trouble!

You know you could

kill somebody starting fires!

What kind of craziness is that?

Hey, listen to me.

You could hurt someone.

W-Where'd you get this

idea to make fires?

Jesus, Humpty, you sound

so happy tonight.

What happened, your

number come in?

Better than my number came in.

My ship came home.

All right, well, have a good

night at the merry-go-round.

All right, you too, man.

That's it.

Leave it right there.

How long is she

gonna stay here?

I don't know.

Hey, maybe you can

get her a job

at that clam joint

you're workin' at.

You think that's a good idea?

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