They Made Me a Criminal Page #3

THAT'S A LAUGH.

MY MOTHER.

MY DEAR, OLD MOTHER.

I HAVEN'T GO A MOTHER.

THAT GRAY-HAIRED OLD

LADY STUFF IS JUST A LINE,

A LINE FOR SUCKERS.

WELL, THAT'S

A GOOD LINE, AT THAT.

SURE IT IS.

SO IS THE ONE ABOU BOOZE AND WOMEN.

WHY, I'VE LAPPED UP

MORE BOOZE:

AND RAN AROUND:

WITH MORE WOMEN,

AND THE MOTHER ANGLE,

WHY, THAT'S JUST STANDARD.

CAN YOU DIE?

THAT JOHNNIE BRADFIELD

AIN'T GOT A MOTHER.

SHE WAS JUST A PROP

TO CATCH SUCKERS.

WELL, THERE'S A STORY FOR

YOUR PAPER, CHARLIE, HUH?

YEAH, SURE.

WHAT WAS THAT?

WHAT SHE SAY?

SHE SAID PLENTY. THAT MUG IS A REPORTER.

REPORTER?

HEY, CAN'T YOU TAKE

A JOKE, JOHNNIE?

THAT'S RIGHT,

THE "MORNING GRAPHIC."

YOU WOULDN'T PRIN WHAT JOHNNIE JUST SAID

IN YOUR PAPER,

WOULD YOU?

NOW, WOULDN'T I?

CAN YOU THINK:

OF A BETTER STORY?

WELL, SO LONG,

FOLKS, AND THANKS.

JUST A MINUTE, MAGEE,

YOU'RE GONNA

STICK AROUND A WHILE.

OH, YEAH?

YEAH!

YOU DAMES GO:

POWDER YOUR NOSES.

YOU WOULDN' DO ANYTHING.

NOT UNLESS WE HAVE TO.

SCRAM.

LISTEN, MAGEE. YOU

AIN'T GONNA PRINT THAT.

I'D BE A SUCKER

IF I DIDN'T.

AND I'D BE A SUCKER IF I

DIDN'T TAKE A POKE AT YOU,

AND THAT GOES FOR EVERY TIME I SEE YOU.

Doc:
JUST A MINUTE, MAGEE.

YOU'RE NO LEAVING YET.

OH!

WHAT GOES ON OUT HERE? JOHNNIE!

JOHNNIE,

ARE YOU HURT?

NO. HE'S ALL RIGHT.

CHARLIE!

CHARLIE, WHAT HAVE

THEY DONE TO YOU?

CHARLIE. CHARLIE.

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

HOLY...

WHAT?

NOTHING.

HE'S DEAD.

HE'S DEAD!

SIT DOWN! SHUT UP!

WHAT DID YOU:

DO THAT FOR?

SHE HAD I COMING TO HER.

COME ON. LET'S BLOW.

WE CAN'T.

JOHNNIE IS OUT COLD.

WE GOT TO.

GET YOUR WRAPS.

COME ON. HELP ME GET HIM OUT OF HERE.

BUT WHERE:

ARE WE GOING?

OUT TO MACKEY'S.

THERE'S NOBODY THERE.

OH. GRAB THOSE

HATS AND COATS.

ALL RIGHT.

GET IN THERE FIRST.

GO AHEAD.

GRAB HIS ARM.

TRY AND MAKE:

A SUCKER OUT OF ME.

COME TO YET?

NO. HE'S STILL DEAD

TO THE WORLD.

SWELL. LET'S GET HIM IN THE HOUSE.

HERE.

BETTER HAVE A SHOT.

THANKS.

WE'LL NEED IT BEFORE

THE NIGHT IS OVER.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

COME HERE.

WE GOT TO SCRAM OUT OF HERE, AND QUICK.

NO. I'M GONNA STICK.

I GOT TO STICK.

ALL RIGHT. YOU STICK. IT'S

ALL THE THANKS YOU'LL GET.

DOC, ARE YOU

SURE HE DID IT?

I'M TELLING YOU, HE SOCKED

HIM WITH THAT LEFT OF HIS,

AND WHEN HE:

DOESN'T GO DOWN,

HE HITS HIM A TERRIFIC WALLOP

OVER THE HEAD WITH A WHISKY BOTTLE.

THEN THE GUY GOES DOWN AND

CONKS HIMSELF OUT FOR KEEPS.

THE WHISKY BOTTLE? THA DON'T SOUND LIKE JOHNNIE.

I'M TELLING YOU, HE'S A

KILLER WHEN HE'S DRUNK.

THERE'S NO TELLING WHAT THA DAME WILL DO WHEN SHE WAKES UP.

WE'RE ALL IN IT,

YOU AND ME, TOO.

WELL, WE DIDN' DO ANYTHING.

YEAH? WELL, WE WERE

THERE, WEREN'T WE?

DO YOU THINK HE'S GONNA

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