Topper Page #5

me once and crack your teeth.

Why do you love him so? 'Cause he bores

me stiff. He's like a successful sheep.

Don't say that. Topper has very

interesting possibilities, maybe.

Well, so does a sheep. It can

be chopped or hash or soup.

Hash, Topper. That fits,

doesn't it, George?

Offhand, I'd say, what are you

talking about? Hash, Topper.

You know, all mixed up. All he needs

is straightening out, and I can do it.

Yes. The last time you tried straightening

a guy out, you cost me ten grand.

Not this time.

The foot's down.

If you ask me, I'd say

it was down too far.

I nearly skinned my eyebrows

on the trees that time.

My pet, if you were driving the

car, there wouldn't be any trees.

You'd have plowed 'em up. You remember

what happened to the last car we had?

Sure. You drove it into a meat

market. No, the one before that.

Well, I can't remember that

far back. George, look out.

What? There's something in

my eye. Something in your eye?

Be careful! Look out!

You'll never make it, George!

Oh, boy.

I guess I'll never hear

the last of this.

Oh, look at my car.

Look at my hat.

And I got a run

in my stockings.

Look at that.

I told you to slow up.

Would you? Oh, no.

Can I help it if a tire blows out?

Besides, I had something in my eye.

Couldn't have been

your driving, could it?

I've come around that curb much

faster lots of times. So have you.

It was such

a lovely car too.

Oh, George!

Hmm?

You're getting transparent.

You're fading.

Say, that's funny.

I can see through you too.

Say, who's that?

That's us.

You know something, George?

I think we're dead.

I think you're right.

It's funny,

I don't feel any different.

No, neither do I.

Now I wonder

what happens.

I don't know.

I suppose pretty soon we'll hear

trumpets, and then off we go.

I hope we go together, honey.

So do I.

No trumpets.

No, no trumpets.

Marion,

what do you suppose is the

conventional thing to do now?

I don't know.

We've never

been conventional.

I think we tell someone

our good deeds,

and then they open up the

beautiful gates and let us through.

Yes, but what good deeds

have you done?

Oh, dozens.

Name one.

Well, I've, uh-

Mm-hmm.

I've, uh-

Hey, what good deeds

have you done?

Well, I-

At least we haven't

done any bad ones, honey.

Yes, but that's

not enough, and-

and I'm afraid

it's too late now.

Yes.

And I'm afraid that

for once in our, uh-

Well, for once,

we're stuck.

George, maybe not.

Hmm?

Maybe if we could do

a good deed now, and-

Oh, George!

You're fading.

Didn't you think the lamb was especially

good? Yes, of course it was good.

Why must we always have lamb on

Sundays? You like lamb, don't you?

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