In America Page #3

- Come on, Johnny.

That's two.

Whoo!

- Two down, five to go. $4.

- Come on. We'll get there.

- We'll get there.

- Come on, Dad.

- You're excellent. You're brilliant.

- All right. Don't worry, I'll get it.

- Mom, is Dad going to win?

- Of course he is.

Come on, Dad.

Yes! Yes! Yay!

Three, four, five. Very good.

Only two to go.

$8.

Game of chance. Simple as pie.

You can keep throwing

as long as you double up your dollars.

Shh...

Number five.

Two to go. $16.

Come on, Dad.

Only two more to go.

All right, all right, we'll get this.

$32. We got $32 over here.

- I don't need a crowd.

- Well, you're the main attraction.

Game of chance. Simple as pie.

One to go, one to go!

One more throw.

One more for the big

doll for the little girl!

Are we finished, sir?

I got 55.

- Here. I have another five.

- I just need four more.

- Dad, it doesn't matter.

- Ah, no.

Just take it, Johnny.

$1 change for the big girl.

Only one to go.

One ball to go over here. One ball to go

for the big doll for the little girl.

Don't let him break your concentration,

Johnny, yeah?

- Give me the rent money.

- What?

Give me the rent money.

Johnny, please don't do this to me tonight.

I can't lose in front of

the kids again, Sarah.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

We got $128 over here.

We're finished now, sir.

Leave it, please.

Wow! Go for it, man.

We can't blow all our money.

I believe in you and the kids believe in you

and you can win that doll.

- Go on.

- Dad, you're gonna win. I just know it.

And then I used all my

will power to quieten the crowd.

But it didn't work.

Every cent of every

penny we owned

was down for an

E. T. doll worth $30.

So I said:

"Frankie, I have to ask you

for a second wish. "

And to this day, my dad still believes

it was him who won the E. T. doll.

Thank you. Thank God.

Great! Oh, my God!

Fee,

fi,

fo,

fum!

I smell the blood of an Irishwoman!

Give me a bite of ya!

Give me a bite of ya!

Come on, Christy! Come on!

Ah! Help!

Fee,

fi,

fo,

fum!

I smell the blood of an Irishwoman.

Christy, hurry up!

Fee,

fi, fo, fum!

I smell the blood...

- Run, E. T! Run, E. T! It's the monster!

- Fee,

fi,

fo,

fum.

I smell the blood of an Irishman!

Johnny, what's wrong?

I was looking for him.

I was looking for Frankie.

Just play with the kids, Johnny.

I couldn't find him.

Am I going insane?

Just act, Johnny. Just act.

Go on, love.

Fee,

fi,

fo,

fum!

I still smell the blood...

of an Irishwoman!

Christy, I'll save you!

Johnny.

Johnny.

You didn't find me.

I wasn't looking for you.

Exactly.

You weren't looking for me.

There's nowhere you could hide

I wouldn't find ya.

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