Don't Knock the Rock Page #4

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Come on, break it up.

"Go home for a rest," he says.

"Lie on the beach, look at the sky...

"Get eggs right out of the henhouse."

We laid one big, fat, beautiful egg here today.

Come on, let's get out of here.

My suitcase.

Hey, look, you guys aren't gonna print what happened here today, are you?

Now, Alan, you started this.

You're the one who invited the newspaper people out here.

Okay. Now let them print what they came for.

Even if we did give you a break... Arline MacLaine won't.

MacLaine?

She writes that column. She's here?

She sure is.

The World as seen by Arline MacLaine.

And since you happen to be part of this world, Haines,

she's gonna take you apart.

But why? What have we done to her?

Well, she sounds as though you give her nervous indigestion.

It could be something about her daughter, though.

I just thought I'd tip you off.

Thanks.

My kid dances that stuff, same as the other kids.

I don't see anything wrong in it.

Just thought I'd tell you.

Thank you very much.

Well, maybe we ought to go back to New York.

The worst that can happen to us there is we get hit by a truck.

Yeah.

I'm staying.

If these folks are gonna keep thinking like this...

how do you think it's gonna be for our folks who have to live here?

How do you expect to change their minds?

I have plenty of time to think about that.

I'm going home to see my folks.

Yeah. So am I.

We'll see you at your house after dinner.

Okay. Good idea. Yeah.

So long, fellows.

Arnie, I'm sorry.

I'm not.

I tell you, I was beginning to think maybe I am some kind of a freak.

They called me everything but that today.

I guess that makes me normal, huh?

See you after dinner, too?

Sure, Arnie.

Come on, Molly.

Okay. See you tonight, Alan.

Bye, honey.

Bye.

They do make a cute couple, don't they?

In the old days, the kids used their energy for picking corn.

Hey, maybe we ought to go inside and get cheered up.

Let's go. Come on.

Good.

That must be the rest of the kids.

I'll get it.

Hey! Hi, fellows.

It's the boys! Hi, Alan!

Hello!

Hi, Chas! Tag, how are you?

Hey, fellows. How about that?

What are you, a Benedict Arnold or something?

Playing a Bill Haley record here?

We have to.

All the Arnie Haines records are worn out.

Try Haines' home. To heck with the beach.

And to heck with old Bagley!

Come on! Let's go!

Yeah, you got the rock, all right.

But I think your roll just stripped a gear.

I was on my way to the beach when I heard the music.

I thought you were inside.

I saw you through the window.

We don't always have people gamboling on the green out here.

This is purely clinical research.

I'm only interested in cause and effect, Mr. Haines.

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