Pennies from Heaven Page #2

...when they come in that door

asking for the--

One moment, please.

-Can I help you, ma'am?

-I wonder--

You see, I'm looking for part songs

for a children's choir.

Yes, I believe I have one back here.

It's not here, I'm afraid,

but I'm sure I can get it for you, Mrs....

Miss. Miss Everson.

-I want it for the children in my class.

-Could you give me an address?

Miss Eileen Everson...

...care of Lincoln Junior School.

Very good, Miss Everson.

I'll see what I can do. Have a nice day.

You know what she needs, don't you?

Just sign for what you have ordered.

Don't talk about a lady like that.

Thank you. Thank you very,

very much, folks. Thank you.

Thank you, folks.

Thank you very, very much.

Thank you, folks.

Thank you very, very much.

It was very nice.

-Pardon, lady?

-It was nice.

-A nice hymn.

-Oh, shall I...

...play you another one?

-"The Old Rugged Cross"?

-No, thank you very much.

I'll play "The Old Rugged Cross."

No.

Hello, Father.

-Come on, Eileen.

-Yes, Father.

Let's go, boy.

Shut up, you fool.

How long is it since you ate?

I eat here...

-...and there.

-Now and then is more like it.

Ain't you hungry, mister?

Oh, I'm hungry, all right.

Didn't you like it?

When you think about things...

...before you go to sleep at night...

...when your head is still....

No, I don't want it.

You can have it.

And good luck to you, buddy.

Where do you sleep tonight, buddy?

Did you hear what I said?

Alley.

What?

Where I was playing...

...there...

...was an alley.

There was a girl.

Wasn't there? Gave you some money

just before we came in here.

Yeah.

She was beautiful.

The way she held her head.

The way she walked.

It's funny how one look can--

What are you grinning at?

She...

-...gave me a dime.

-Is that all you got?

Didn't nobody else put nothing

in the hat?

-No.

-You can't live on a dime.

You're doing worse than me.

Here.

Here's a quarter.

Go on, take it, Rockefeller. Feel rich.

God bless you.

-Bless you.

-Cut it out!

-What are you, a goddamn pansy?

-I'm sorry, mister.

-Sleep on the sidewalk, for all I care.

-Mister--

Don't be scared.

Who are you?

-What are you doing?

-Eileen.

What do you want?

-How do you know my name?

-Eileen.

-Go away. Leave me alone.

-Oh, don't. Oh, please. Please?

I've seen you...

...in the music store.

There's a song.

Like in the song.

What?

They tell the truth. Songs do.

Stay where you are, please.

I overheard you say you were a teacher.

I asked some of the kids where you lived.

Why?

I've been looking for you.

All my life, I've been looking

for you, Miss Everson.

I don't understand.

You've been in my head, Eileen...

...and in my heart...

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