The Rainbow Thief Page #4

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For a soul, my friend, has been

given... even unto you!

Oh, Moon!

In the wanton hours of

your silent towers...

...and the stillness of the

heavenly power.

Moon...

Crouch at my side and let

me weep my laughter!

I'm dreaming of a Moon!

Warmness glowing.

The huge black moon in

the white, bright sky.

Why...? Why...?

Take them! Wake up! C'mon!

Come... Come!

Swine!

Pig! Leech! Abusing a woman!

Somebody come and help her!

Come and help her, somebody!

Hey! Hey!

I'll get you for this!

Dima, you bastard!

No!

Ambrosia, my beauty!

Shalom Aleichem, my friend!

-How are you, tonight?

I have a little gift for you.

For your collection!

Put it back!

Go ahead. Chew it, enjoy it.

It's your last!

Yeah, that's it. Choke!

I have money. Wait!

A glass of Beaujolais and

one firm Havana cigar!

A man of means.

The Prince inherited his uncle's wealth.

And you have come to settle

his bill with a twenty.

I've already got this 20,

and the 148 you owe me.

Plus another 10 for these tidbits.

Well, I'm not doing too well, am I?

-Consider it as a long-term investment.

Investment? I lose my money by

you and your fairy tales...

...faster than steam evaporates.

Now, what you need is a job, like the

guy in the back there, washing dishes.

-I don't wash dishes. We have

kitchen help. -Sure you do.

If you were smart, you'd get a freighter

and get the hell out of here.

Be smart, Dima. There's a boat leaving

for Singapore from Port Bay on Friday.

They're looking for another galley-man.

The Captain's a personal friend of mine.

I'll tell him about you!

This way. Don't be shy.

C'mon, dance! C'mon!

Take a seat.

Hello. -Colonel Heywood,

what are you having?

Well... two beaujos, please.

Do you know a regular of this

cafe whose name is Dima?

Dima? He's over there.

Dima? My Victrola!

Dima!

Thief! You stole my Victrola!

Dima! Thief! Come back!

He stole my Victrola!

-Give me the bottle, Tiger Lily!

-Such manners!

-She expects manners from

a pig like me? -Unbelievable!

Both of you! All of you...

Listen! When I played on the stage...

Everyone showed respect.

Everyone showed manners.

I stood there...

The light shining in my face.

Bowing to a thousand people.

And on the morning and

evening of the sixth day...

God created man in his own image.

Male and female, created he them.

And behold, it was very good!

Very good.

Come back! Dima! My Victrola!

I dont' want to be chased!

Do you think I'm a mouse?

Dima, you thieving bastard!

I'll get you, you bastard! I'll get you!

Come back, you swine!

You thief! You bastard!

Come and help me!

Quick! C'mon!

My Victrola! Stop him, please!

He stole my Victrola!

All the king's horses,

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