Night Shift Page #3

They always send the wrong food.

Send it back, get what you want.

They get angry if you complain.

It's all right.

The chef has a lot on his mind.

Like what? Curing cancer?

Wait a minute.

Hold the phone.

I got it!

Oh, you're going to cure cancer.

Tuna fish.

What if you mix...

...mayonnaise in the can

with the tuna?

Hold it!

Hold it! Wait a minute!

Take live tuna fish...

...and feed them mayonnaise.

This is good.

Call StarKist.

This is great!

Wall Street Journal?

Why not the Enquirer?

It interests me.

I was an investment counselor.

No kidding?

What's that?

It's like a stockbroker.

So what are you doing

babysitting stiffs?

You're a drinker, big drinker?

Toothead. Doper.

Nose candy. Coke.

Come on.

It was a very rough job!

I'd shape up a deal over two months,

another man...

...would come in

and take all the credit.

I just needed a place that was quiet.

I'm in a transitional period.

What kind of paper is this?

No sports, no comics, no Ann Landers.

Can I help you?

Yes, I'm looking

for a Mr. Blazejowski.

I'm Jefferey Durkin.

You sure are.

How you doing, Jeff?

You got money for me?

Some cash? Some do-re-mi?

- 20 bucks, right?

- 20 bucks. Thanks.

Wait outside while

I'm getting the car.

- Sure.

- All right, there you go.

Nice tux!

Good fit!

I don't want to be a buttinksy,

but what exactly is going on?

Some kind of debutante ball.

Kid wants me to take him and his girl.

You're taking one of

the morgue vehicles?

It's a limo, ain't it?

It's a limo for dead people.

Did you see that kid?

Wait. Are you telling me...

...that every night you leave,

this is what you do?

There isn't a debutante ball

every night.

I do weddings, bar mitzvahs

or just cruise the airport.

I picked up these Japanese guys.

$400 from the airport to the U.N.

You're ripping off diplomats!

Here.

It's $100.

What is this for?

Okay, big-time, let's roll!

Rock and roll!

What happens if we get a call?

If you have to go

and pick up a body or....

I'll be back.

By the time I get there,

they won't be dead anymore?

Hey, kid.

Do you like music?

- Sure!

- Good.

Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas-gas-gas

Okay, Hoppy, lead the way.

Oh, Pebbles! Daddy's home!

Good evening, Leonard.

Hi, Mr. Lumley.

Boy, that Barney Rubble.

What an actor!

We got some bodies in the wrong drawers.

But Uncle Sal said--

I'd straighten it out.

Good night, Mr. Lumley.

Flintstones, meet them Flintstones

They're the modern Stone Age family

"Name of the deceased."

"Something Polish"?

I just saw jerky Leonard.

Why don't we have TV?

Want to hear about my weekend?

I've been working

on my blackjack system.

All right. So.

I go down to Atlantic City...

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