You Only Live Once Page #2

It went over the wall!

You don't seem happy for a man

the gates are about to open for.

What do you want me to do?

Cheer?

There's many a man in here

that would.

I cheered the first time I got out.

They rammed it back down my throat.

They're not all like you

on the outside.

If they were, these places

would be haunted houses.

You're a grand fellow, one of

these days you'll find that out.

Thanks, father,

that's something.

Joan!

Eddie!

Joan, darling.

You're here, you're here.

Darling, sweet.

Sweetheart.

Shake it up, Taylor.

You want to get out, don't you?

Darling.

Eddie, let me get my breath.

I can't keep my hands off you.

You thought

I wouldn't be here.

I was afraid even

to ask Whitney.

My letters,

didn't you believe them?

I do now.

Are you cute!

Come on, let's get away

from here.

Thanks again, Stephen.

And you too, father.

You both know how I feel.

That goes for me too.

Most lawyers are just agents,

but you're not.

Thanks for lining up the job, too.

That's alright.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, and good luck.

Thanks.

It was a great thing you did,

getting him out for her.

You won't regret it.

There's a lot more good in Taylor

than most people think.

I hope you're right,

but I think she's made a mistake.

It's only natural you'd think that,

feeling the way you do about her.

Father, what is it

she feels for him?

Is it love? Pity?

I've a faint suspicion

it's more than pity.

What a nest

for a honeymoon.

How did you find it?

I spent 3 years

looking for it.

You know, Esther?

I've seen that fella's face somewhere

before. And I don't like it.

If you attended your chores instead

of reading detective periodicals...

you wouldn't be so suspicious

of everybody.

I'm right to be suspicious.

When he asked me for a room...

I said "What's your name?".

I looked him right in the eye.

His woman gave ma

a funny look.

I'll be hog tied if I ain't seen

his face in one of them magazines.

Well, find it, or I'll burn that

trash first thing in the morning.

Burn them?

Burn them?

I'll find it...

if I have to sit up

all night.

Listen. They sound

just like crooners, don't they?

Crooners.

When I was a kid we used to

catch them in the sewer drains.

Some of the kids would pull off

their legs and fry them in bonfires.

Used to make me sick.

I got my first rap

protecting a frog's life.

I beat up a kid for doing that,

his mother sent me to reform school.

There's another one.

Come on.

You know something about frogs?

If one dies, the other dies.

That's funny. Why?

I don't know, except they

can't live without each other.

Like Romeo and Juliet?

No kidding, that's how they are.

How do you know so much

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