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PROTECTORS ON THOSE OTHER TWO WIRES.

GIVE 'EM SOME

SLACK UP THERE.

COME ON!

I TOLD HIM!

HE'LL BE COOKED,

HE'LL BE COOKED!

EDDIE!

YEAH?

DRAG HIS:

FOOT CLEAR. RIGHT.

GET A LINE UP THERE!

JUST A MINUTE,

JUMBO.

RELEASE THAT,

JUMBO. YEAH.

I GOT IT.

READY TO LOWER AWAY.

OK, JUMBO.

OK?

OK.

LOWER AWAY!

WATCH IT, BOYS.

Cully:
GET HIM TO THE TRUCK

AND START WORKING ON HIM.

BARNEY,

TAKE MY BELT OFF.

WHAT HAPPENED?

YOU GOT BELTED:

BY THE CROSS-ARM.

WHERE'S HANK?

IN THE TRUCK.

DID IT GET HIM, TOO?

YEAH, HIS

GAFF SLIPPED:

WHILE HE WAS:

HOLDING YOU UP.

HIS FOO HIT THE LOWER CIRCUIT.

HOW DOES HE LOOK?

NOT SO GOOD.

THEY'RE WORKING ON HIM.

I'M ALL RIGHT.

Pop:
I KNEW I WAS GONNA HAPPEN. I KNEW IT.

NO ONE:

LISTENED TO ME.

Johnny:

HOW'S HE COMING?

HE AIN'T BREATHING.

WE BEEN:

WORKING ON HIM A HALF AN HOUR.

LET ME AT HIM.

ALL RIGHT.

OH, HE WOULDN' HAVE DONE NO MORE

POLE-CLIMBING

WITH THAT LEG.

HANK ALWAYS SAID

HE'D RATHER BE A CORPSE THAN A CRIPPLE.

HE AIN'T A CORPSE YET.

IT AIN'T NO USE,

JOHNNY. HE'S DONE.

HOW DO YOU KNOW HE'S DONE?

WHEN BILL FISHER GOT IT,

THE DOCTOR WANTED TO

SEND HIM HOME IN A BOX AFTER AN HOUR.

I WAS OUT FOR 3 HOURS

BEFORE I EVER BREATHED.

I'LL PULL HANK THROUGH

IF I HAVE TO WORK ON HIM TILL TOMORROW MORNING.

AW, IT'S

NO GOOD, JOHNNY.

YOU CAN' BRING HIM BACK.

I HATE TO SEE:

A GOOD MAN KICK OFF.

SHUT UP.

NOBODY'S KICKING OFF.

LOOK, CULLY.

HE'S BREATHING BY HIMSELF.

JUMBO, GIVE ME THE AMMONIA.

LET'S TURN

HIM OVER. HE'S COMING AROUND.

Jumbo:
THAT'S JUST LIKE

MY BROTHER MARTY.

THE JUICE THROUGH HIM,

AND EACH TIME:

HE BLEW THE FUSES IN THE WHOLE JAIL.

SO WHAT?

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,

SO WHAT?

SO THEY RAN OUT OF FUSES

AND HAD TO SHOOT HIM.

HOW DO YOU FEEL, MUG?

WELL, I...

I HATE TO DISAPPOIN THAT LITTLE MOUSE

I HAD LINED UP:

FOR TOMORROW.

TELL HER I HAD:

A DATE WITH A NURSE.

I'LL TELL HER.

Woman:

PARDON ME,

DOES THIS BABY:

BELONG IN ROOM 12 OR 14?

SAY, WHAT'S

THE MATTER WITH YOU?

MALE PATIENTS OCCUPY

BOTH OF THOSE ROOMS.

Jumbo:
REMIND ME

NOT TO HAVE ANY KIDS HERE, WILL YOU?

I HOPE HANK:

AIN'T ASLEEP.

[WOMAN SCREAMS]

Jumbo:
HE AIN'T.

HIYA!

HELLO, HANK! HEY!

WHIPPLE, YOU MET MY

FRIENDS, AIN'T YOU?

YES, I MET 'EM...

ALL TOO OFTEN.

LOOKIT!

FOR ME?

YEAH.

AW, GEE,

TH-THAT'S SWELL.

YOU LIKE 'EM?

OH, SURE.

I'LL GET YOU

SOME MORE.

THE HALL'S

FULL OF THEM.

WAIT A MINUTE,

OMAHA.

HOW'S I GOING, HANK? OH, SWELL.

SAY, WAIT'LL YOU SEE

THE NEW NIGHT NURSE.

YOU KNOW,

WHIPPLE THERE NEARLY FELL OFF

HIS TRAPEZE:

WHEN HE SAW HER.

SAY, LISTEN, CAN'T YOU MEN

SPEAK TO YOUR FRIEND?

WE CAN'T GET ANY

SERVICE AROUND HERE.

THE NURSES ARE ALL AFRAID TO

GO NEAR THIS--THIS OCTOPUS!

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