Naked Alibi Page #5

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I used to bite them.

Now I'm letting them grow.

Worse I think.

D'you usually haul in cut up strangers?

Yeah, it's a hobby with me?

What's your name?

Carlton. Joe Carlton.

You're new in Border City.

Better keep out of alleys, unless

you don't want to grow old.

- Where you from?

- Up north.

- Los Angeles or Phoenix I bet.

- No.

Well, do I keep on guessing

or do you have secrets?

- Hi.

- Petey.

- Mr. Carlton.

- Yeah, we met last night.

Feeling better huh?

Man, were you bloody.

Well, thanks for dragging me in.

- What's that?

- Sleeping powder.

The doctor wants you to get some sleep.

Go ahead and take it. Marianne

and me will fix you up real fine.

Strong stuff.

So don't smoke

and don't get out of bed.

Go on, drink it.

We'll see you later.

Good to see you back in town Al.

I'll tell the boys about the party.

Close it will you Skinny.

What's this about a party?

Taking the place over after closing.

I'll throw a big one.

Where you been all day.

Been looking for you.

Getting some dresses.

Go buy a pretty hat to go with it.

- Al?

- Yeah?

When are we going to get married?

- What's the rush?

- No rush.

We've known each other a long time.

- Sure.

- When?

When I say. That's when.

How about this weekend.

I'll get a few days off.

Why this marriage kick all of a sudden?

It's the way you come and go Al.

I wait around for you.

Not knowing if you'll be back or not.

I always come back.

I always will.

I know. But I worry.

Last time you were gone so long I...

I thought maybe you got into...

trouble or something.

Trouble?

Me?

No, no.

No.

where do you go when you leave me Al?

What do you do?

What does it matter?

I worry about you, that's what.

You know all about me you need to.

- Where you going?

- To change my dress for the party.

I don't want you to.

You don't have to.

- That's alright.

- Come on baby, let's dance it up.

- You bet Dad. I'm with you.

- You are?

Nobody touches her!

Understand?

He was drunk.

I handle those guys all the time.

Alright. Alright, I'm sorry.

I'm crazy about you.

Can't stand anybody touching you.

- Let's drop it.

- Are you sore?

No I'm not sore.

Go back and get the party started.

It can wait.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing.

I'm going upstairs

and change my dress for the party.

Well let's go.

- You are sore.

- No. I told you I'm not.

Come on.

Al...

Later maybe.

OK baby.

And don't be too long.

I might have to come back for you.

You wouldn't like that would you?

Come in.

- Guess I didn't wake you.

- No.

I just wanted to see how you were.

I'm alright.

A little sore, but I'll be OK.

D'you like talking?

We haven't had much chance.

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