Panic in the Streets Page #2

to use for money?

- Oh, I got it.

- Nope, I told him, just gonna stay home...

...lie around all day.

Not gonna shave.

Just slop around.

- Old clothes. Drink a couple...

- Aw, Mom!

Now what?

Take a little nap in the afternoon.

Have an early dinner.

Just take the whole day off.

Relax.

You know what I mean?

Did you give Tommy

a quarter for the movies?

Well, uh, yeah.

Weren't you the one that decided

we'd give him a regular allowance...

...to teach him about money?

- Well, yeah, I did, honey, but you see...

- Look.

He may be an only child, but I'm not

gonna have him act like one. Here.

- I gave you the answer to that one two years ago.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

- I'm getting tired of always being the heavy in the piece.

- Okay, okay.

- Incidentally, since you're being so free with your money...

What?

- Holy smoke. The bill from Whitfield's.

- Uh-huh. The same one.

- What happened to your allowance?

- You're kidding, of course.

- Forty-two dollars, and I'm fresh out.

- Again?

Still. And you've been

promising to pay it, Clint.

It's getting embarrassing.

Really. I'm afraid to go down to the store.

What, for 42 dollars?

Let 'em wait.

I never saw the day old Massa Whitfield

broke his neck getting anything over here.

Forty-two dollars. Listen, one of these days

we'll walk into that store and pay cash.

One of what days?

- Well, one of these days.

- Uh-huh.

And when one of those oil companies decides

they can't lay a pipeline in Arabia...

...without the services

of Dr. Clinton Reed...

- All right.

- The man with the high forehead and the disposition of an old...

Honey?

- Hey, Clint.

- What?

- I like high foreheads.

- Yeah, I'll bet you do.

Well, it happens.

Don't think it doesn't.

They've taken a lot of guys

from the department.

Bill Mosely works for an

industrial chemical company.

I know they have, honey.

Well, it could happen to me too.

Just like having that other baby.

One of these days, huh?

You're a fresh dame.

Pretty, though, hmm?

You just about get by.

I got to get out of here.

- Hey.

- What?

Try and get in early

if you can, won't you?

Yeah, I'll try.

- Honey?

- Mm-hmm?

Why don't you let Tommy

have this quarter?

Why don't you

get out of here?

- Bye.

- Bye.

- She took the quarter.

- Yeah.

Well, that's life, huh, sport?

- Well, I got to get to work.

- Tommy, dear.

Don't sit through it more than twice,

will you, dear?

What do you make

of that tissue, Ben?

I don't know,

but I don't like it.

This one's a specimen of his sputum, and

here's one of the bullets Kleber recovered.

Oh, yeah.

Let me see that slide.

It's practically pure culture.

- Get 'em away from that body.

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