Murder, Inc. Page #3

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And my old man can beat up | your old man. So what?

- So kiss me. | - Hey, come here.

- You know something? | - What?

- I'm lucky. | - Yeah, I think you are. Why?

'Cause you can kiss | better than you dance.

- Whoo! | - Wait'll I get you home.

Joey, come here.

Come on.

Wait. I got good news for ya.

I just remembered, | I got wonderful news for all of ya.

You ready? The Depression | is practically over.

This afternoon, I saw a guy in the bread line | with an electric toaster under his arm.

And another news item today said that a | W.P.A. worker fell down and broke his neck.

"Really?" | Yeah.

"What happened?" | Funny you should ask.

It seems that the termites | ate his shovel out from under him.

Oh, there's so many things goin' on, | but we have to get our show under way...

and we have a wonderful | show planned for you.

I'm sorry this isn't it, but we're gonna do | our best with our lovely chorus of 50.

A few of'em are a little younger. | But we have a-

One dancer? I've heard of budgets, | but this is ridiculous.

We've only got one dancer, folks, | but she is a beaut.

I know. She dresses | in the room next to mine.

I think the walls in the joint are made of iron | or somethin'. You oughta see my knife.

- But she's gonna come out here | and dance her little head off.

I'll take what's left.

How about it, folks? | A nice, big, wonderful welcome...

for a very talented and pretty young lady, | Miss Kay Patrick.

Boy, if that dancer had any talent, | it must be in her grandmother's name.

You know, Joey, it's- Hey, come to think of it, | what are you doin' around here?

And what's this bit | of sneakin' around backstage?

- I'd like to talk to you. | - Come on, Joey.

All right, I'm here. | Talk to me.

- I'd like to talk private to you. | - You know I can't talk private.

We got a show goin' on. | I gotta hang around here.

Can we go in your office?

I don't know. You-

Boy, you look like this is | a serious thing with you.

It is.

Well, I'm your friend. | Okay, come on. Let's go.

You know, my office | is way across the alley over there.

Gee, why do you pick | a time like this to- I don't know-

It's right over here. | I don't understand why...

if you've got something to ask me, | you can't ask me...

when we got plenty of time | instead of-

- Joey? Hey! | - Hi, Walter.

- Hi. | - How ya been?

- I'm all right. | - It's nice seein' ya.

Okay.

Hey. Hey, Joey.

Listen, you wanna | get a laugh?

Guess who popped up?

Your friend, that comic, | uh, Walter Sage.

Yeah, he popped right up | out of the lake.

What do you think | of that?

Uh, "Despite the numerous | punctures in the body...

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