None But the Lonely Heart Page #4

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Still the same

old trouble?

He won't stay home.

Proud as the queen's

carriage he is

and independent.

He's leaving home

for good today.

Excuse me

for mentioning it,

but why don't

i talk to him?

You've got

to help me, ike.

But of course.

Irregardless.

I'm ill.

What your wife up

and died of.

Oh.

It might happen

sooner than i think.

Thinking out loud,

it would be

very fine

if you had him

with you for-

for the next

few months.

You need sleep and

special considerations.

That's impossible

with him

walking

around the country.

Why don't you

tell him?

Oh, but, mrs. Mott,

isn't it possible

that maybe

you exaggerate

his feelings?

I brought joey

round again.

What are them pills for?

Yeast tablets.

Don't think they do you

any good, do you?

At least as much

as you do.

See, that's

what i mean.

Never an hour

of peace between us.

Reckon the stork

brought you

the wrong

sort of son.

Wouldn't be

surprised.

You'll never get me to

stay and run this shop.

I won't sweat pennies out

of devils poorer than meself,

not if i had both

legs cut off.

I'd crawl out

in the street.

Someday you'll know

i'm your only friend.

Less said,

the better.

Eat your breakfast.

Good-bye.

Nipper.

I'll drop you a post

card from the seaside.

Where you off to?

Rehearsals.

Had your breakfast?

I'm going up

to tate's.

Tate's!

I'm sick of

this street.

I've smelled it for

almost 5 times 7 years.

Quick, let a wind come

and blow it all to pieces.

Well, i'm leaving

for good now.

Miss me, will you?

It's nothing

to do with me

if you quarrel

with your ma.

Yes, i'll miss you.

Marry you quick

if i had the chance.

What about money?

"Money talks," they say.

The only thing it ever

told me was good-bye.

Support me, would you?

If you wanted me to.

Think you could

handle me, aggie?

I know how

to handle you-

not handle you

at all,

leave you be.

I've never been so tempted

in all me born days.

Think about it.

You know

the address.

Oh, i'm late.

I've got to hurry.

Good-bye, ernie.

the gray dawn is breaking

bye, aggie.

the horn of the hunter

is heard

nipper,

you stay there.

A big fourpenny,

and two of chips.

Looking very prosperous

there, len,

new fixtures and all.

Yes, i got mine.

Looks as if it's

all in your teeth.

Ain't it time

you stayed home

and settled down in

business for yourself, son?

Me?

If that's what

you happen to want.

It's safe,

that's what it is.

Safe.

Well, if it isn't

ike webber.

What brings you

here?

And how is

mr. Mott today?

What an honor,

mr. Mott.

Come down for some

of tate's famous chips?

Mm-hmm. Everything

with a kiss.

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