Out of the Fog Page #5

about what we read in the newspapers.

Here we just come four nights

a week to fish and to be happy.

Gee, Pop .. I wish I had a

boat four nights in a week.

All I've got is .. George.

That's no way to talk about a

nice young man like George.

I know Pop. Did you

bring home a swordfish?

"Swordfish"! That's what they're called!

With spears in their noses.

700 pounds.

Oh, the ocean is a wonderful place.

Swordfishes, octopuses. Wonderful.

Anyone got a cigarette?

You know, it's not nice for young ladies

to smoke outside of their own homes.

Here.

- Look, Pop.

Nine hours a day I'm a nice young lady.

The smiling, cheerful voice

of the Telephone Company.

Friendly but virtuous.

Never a wrong number.

At night let me relax, Pop.

Got a match?

Sorry.

- It's okay, I'll get one down the pier.

See you later, Pop.

Anything wrong with Stella, Jonah?

Oh no. She's just high-strung and

nervous like all the other young girls.

If you are looking for a light ..

Thank you very much.

I'll get a light down the pier.

- That's alright girl. Here you are.

That's a nice perfume you use. Violet?

- Well?

Well, violet is a first-class smell.

I like it.

Well, I'm glad you like it.

Thank you so much for the light.

My name is "Goff".

- I beg your pardon?

I repeat:
my name is "Goff".

Sorry. I never heard of you.

You will soon. From coast

to coast, they'll hear of me.

I can wait.

- Just a minute.

Excuse me.

But I really shouldn't be talking to a man

I've never been formally introduced to.

Look baby, you only live

seventy years if you're lucky.

We haven't got time to wait for

formal introductions. Especially women.

How long do you think a woman

has got anyway? Say, fifteen years?

You can rot in Brooklyn

for the rest of your life ..

Without meeting anybody but that

boyfriend of yours. What's his name?

And you're not the type to rot, sister.

You must be a very successful man.

You've got a successful attitude.

You're alright. I could tell

when I first laid eyes on you.

You've got class. You don't

find that much in Brooklyn.

Well, it doesn't do you

much good in Brooklyn.

Who would have thought, on a pier

in the middle of Winter? A girl like you.

How do you know what kind of girl I am?

Oh I can tell. There's a look in

your eye. It sticks out all over you.

Say, I have business to attend to. Say I

meet you on the pier in 15 minutes?

It's been very pleasant to talk with

you, but I have a date for tonight.

With Mr Whatsisname?

- I beg your pardon, mister.

But I said I have a previous engagement.

Talk English, will you. What do think

you are doing? Writing a business letter?

Well, I think I'll be going now.

Come on, I'll take you where you

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