A Hatful of Rain

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Hey, which way to apartment 3H?

- What?

- How do you get to 3H?

Three flights up.

That way.

Sorry.

As soon as he gets

through with his dinner,

he'll be down.

- Pardon me.

Oh, he'll get up there

before we do.

- Celia?

- Who are you?

I'm Johnny's dad.

- Mr. Pope?

- Yeah.

Ohh!

You scared me.

I'm sorry.

Well, come in, come in.

Oh, thanks. I just come

from the airport.

There was nobody there.

Where's Johnny?

He was supposed to meet you.

I don't know.

Here, let me take your coat.

Let's have a look at you.

Johnny's wife.

You know what?

I'm-- I'm all embarrassed.

Oh, that's silly.

Yeah, what's the matter

with those lazy bums of mine?

I waited an hour.

I missed the limousine.

Wouldn't you think

they'd have had me paged

and not have me

stand around like a dope?

I suppose they couldn't

get off work.

Yeah, maybe.

Hey, this is nice.

It's a real nice

place you got here.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Pope.

We like it.

Do you know Johnny

made all these cabinets

and all these bookcases

all by himself?

He was always

good with his hands.

He gets that from me.

Oh, would you mind coming

into the kitchen a minute?

I'm just in the middle

of a special dinner

for you, Mr. Pope.

Mr. Pope, can I call you Pop?

Well, you better had.

Celia, I'm awfully sorry I

couldn't get up to your wedding.

Oh, forget it.

That was a long time ago,

Mr. Pope--

I mean Pop.

Hello.

Hello!

Hel--

Ohh. Darn it,

that happens all the time.

They just hang up on me.

Sit down, Pop.

What time does Polo

get home from work?

Half past 7.

I think I'll go over

and bring him back with me.

Well, he'll be here in an hour.

Sit down. Have a beer.

Aren't you tired?

No, I'm not tired.

Besides, I want to take a look

at this place

where he's working.

You tell Johnny to practice up

on his pinochle.

I'm going to beat

his brains in tonight.

Mr. Pope, don't you

stay away too long.

Don't you worry.

- Goodbye, Celia.

- Goodbye.

Hey, Johnny!

- Hi.

- Hey, Pop!

Hiya, boy.

It's good to see you.

I missed you at the apartment.

Pop, listen, I tried to get

out to the airport, but--

Ah, that's all right.

Come on.

Where are you going?

Over to pick up Polo.

Come on along.

No, no. He's taken off.

He'll be home

in a couple of minutes.

Well, I got something I want to

talk to him about. Come on.

I should be helping

Celia with the dinner.

Ah, she don't need you.

She's doing fine.

Hey, I like that wife

of yours, Johnny.

She's all right.

Hey, taxi!

Go ahead.

Marty's, 37th and Third.

Ah, you look great.

You look kind of tired, though.

What's the matter,

they working you too hard?

No, I'm all right.

What's this your wife writes me

about you quitting night school?

I'm going to start again

pretty soon.

I don't want you to think

I'm pushing you, son,

but you lost two years

in the Army,

another lousy year

in that hospital bed.

Look to the clock, Johnny.

Here I was down in Florida

feeling great about the

government picking up the tab

on that G.I. Rights thing.

- Yeah, I know.

Like I say--

You got a cold?

No, no. I'm okay.

You shouldn't go around in

weather like this without a hat.

Hey, what's it like,

this place where Polo works?

And if you think I'm happy

about it, you're crazy.

My son, a bouncer

in a cocktail lounge.

Geez, you're a bartender,

Pop. You're doing all right.

Hey. Wait till you hear

what I got to tell you.

What?

Ah, no. Wait.

Wait till we see your brother.

What's going on around here?

Boy, I hate this town.

Come on now. Step back

there, would you, please?

Atta boy, Polo!

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