The Glass Wall Page #4

you have an appendix attack, an operation,

and you're out flat on your back.

And you just can't get back on your feet,

and you get fed up.

And you want to strike back

at somebody, anybody!

And you steal a coat.

When I get work, I will help you.

I never met anybody like you before.

You have a girl where you come from?

There were no girls in the camps

except behind barbed wire.

- Excuse me.

- I bid 380.

- You'll bid them goodbye.

- Hey, Nancy, what are you doing here?

- I've got to talk to you.

Well, in a minute, honey.

As soon as I finish this hand.

- Right now, darling. Wait till you hear.

- In a minute. I'm sitting with a 450 hand.

I pass.

Honey, you see,

you made me give my hand away.

But, Tom, this is important.

Here, Bee-Bob, you play it out.

- You see, Tom. You're not even married yet.

- It must be important.

No, Mamie, I tell you,

that's not lipstick on my shirt.

I had a red pencil in my pocket

or something.

No, I'm at the musician's club now,

and I'm waiting for a job.

- Hey, buddy.

- Mamie, I'm telling you...

All right. Now, what is it, baby?

Well, you know how

I've been badgering Shimmey for weeks

about getting you set.

Shimmey's arranged a spot for you

with Jack Teagarden's band.

Jack Teagarden? Baby, baby.

That's the kind of a break

I've been waiting for

since I got out of the army.

Well, now, hold on, darling.

He only said if you've got the stuff.

You're talking to me, baby.

Have I got the stuff or haven't I?

Well, honey, I know it and you know it,

but you've got to convince Jack.

Convince him? I'll blow my brains out.

- Hey, when does he want me to come down?

- Tonight. Right now, in fact.

- Got your clarinet with you?

- Yeah, it's in my locker.

Good. Well, now, get yourself cleaned up

and comb that silly hair of yours.

- I want you to look pretty.

- Okay. Well, look,

look, here's the key to my locker.

Now, you get the licorice stick and my hat,

and I'll get all cleaned up, all right?

Tom, if Jack keeps you on, then we can do

all the things we've wanted to do.

Baby, I'll make him bust open

that City Hall so we can get our license.

- Even if he doesn't, Tom?

- Now, we've been all through that before.

I told you,

I don't want a wife that supports me.

- Is that so?

- What are you worried about? I'll get the job.

Here's one for luck.

And remind me to kiss Shimmey

when I see him.

He'll still want his 10%.

- I'll kiss him 10% worth.

- Go make yourself pretty.

Hi.

What a world.

What a loused up world this is.

Here's a poor sucker. He walks 400 miles

to stow away on a boat to come here.

- So what happens to him?

- What?

So they're gonna ship him back,

that's what.

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