A Hatful of Rain Page #6
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and don't kid me about the coffee.
Don't you know it has
to boil? Hmm?
See that Johnny
gets these things
for dinner tonight, please.
And I'm expecting you
for dinner tonight.
I want you to make up
with your father.
If it's all the same to you,
I'll stop in at Walgreen's.
They're running
a special this week:
the orange juice you can drink.
You'll come for dinner tonight.
- Who said so?
- I said so.
I'll come to dinner tonight.
What's so funny?
Nothing.
I'm just so tired, I'm silly.
You know, if you dropped dead
right now, I think I'd laugh.
That's sweet.
Hey, Celia, where's Johnny?
I don't know.
Well, where is he?
He's your husband, isn't he?
You're married to him.
He hasn't been home all night.
That happens two,
three times a week.
Honest, it's been like
living in a nut house.
All right, Polo, please.
Oh, I don't know.
I don't know.
I must be going out of my mind.
You know, last night, I could
have sworn you came to my door.
Would you ask Johnny
to pick up the laundry?
- I'll pick up the laundry.
- Just let Johnny do it.
All right, all right!
I'll let Johnny do it.
You don't have
to shout at me, Polo.
No, huh?
You don't think so?
You know, for six months,
I kept my piece.
You had your life to live,
and I let you live it.
I'm just so fed up watching
I'm so in love with you,
I don't know what to do.
Well, what will I do,
go to Alaska? Huh?
All right.
Boy, I don't know.
How do you stand it
day in and day out?
Celia, honey, you're
going to have a baby.
Don't you want to know
where it's going to live?
How do you live a life
turning your back
on what's been happening?
Now you tell me.
Because I don't love
Johnny anymore.
Celia, come on.
That--That's not true.
It is. I don't love him.
He hasn't so much as--
as held my hand
in all these months.
He comes home at night, and I
just pretend that I'm sleeping.
Do you think he'd touch my back?
Do you think he'd give
me a good-night kiss?
He wouldn't know the difference
if he found Santa Claus in bed.
Doesn't even mention the baby.
Doesn't say anything about it.
He used to be like you,
Polo, but he's not anymore.
Hey, come on, come on.
We're all nice people.
Come on, stop crying, Celia.
He's just a stranger.
I don't know who he is.
He was so full of love.
It just doesn't matter anymore.
Honey, maybe you just want
to get even with him.
Polo...
that was me at your door
last night.
Yeah.
But you couldn't come
in that door, Celia,
and I couldn't open it.
Celia?
Celia, do you think I could, uh,
just put my arms around you
just for a second?
Do you think
it'll be all right? Huh?
I think so.
Are you going to tell him?
Tonight.
- I got to go to work, Polo.
- Yeah.
Corn flakes.
Boy, this place used to be
empty in the morning,
and all of a sudden
everybody's eating here.
- You mind?
- Go ahead, mister.
You look like you're
ready to crumble, Johnny.
Boy, am I glad to see you.
Listen, if I don't get a fix
in a couple of hours,
I'm going to go crazy.
Don't talk, will you, Johnny?
And don't stand still
till you get 20 bucks.
- You got 20 bucks?
- I'll get it.
You sure you got
the stuff for me?
Yeah. Meet me
where the kids play.
I'll be there all morning.
Hey, your check!
Hello.
Hello. Johnny?
It's, uh, Polo.
Let me speak to Johnny.
Uh, he's, uh, he's down
at the grocery store.
When he comes back,
tell him to get over here
and have breakfast with me.
I'm waiting for him. Goodbye.
And thanks, Pop.
I'll tell him, Pop.
Goodbye, Pop, old Pop.
Hiya, Polo.
Welcome home.
Celia go to work?
It's 10:
00.She starts at 9.
She's not here,
so figure it out.
I was out all night.
No kidding.
Your wife left a list of things
for you to get for supper.
Where are you going?
I'm going to get the car
and pick up the laundry.
The old man called.
He wants you to go over
and have breakfast with him.
Ohh, I can't!
I can't make it.
I'll see you later, Johnny.
Wait a minute, Polo.
Take me over there, will you?
You'd better get some sleep.
No, I-- I can't do that.
You know how he is.
I'll go have breakfast with him,
but you better go to the
ballgame with him, huh?
Yeah, sure. Sure.
- Mrs. Pope. Mrs. Pope.
- Oh.
Mr. Wagner would
like to see you in his office
as soon as you're through
with that.
Thank you.
You've got your carbon
in backwards.
Mrs. Pope.
You've got your carbon
in backwards.
Where have you been all night?
All over.
- Where's all over?
- All over.
Harlem, Lower East Side,
Times Square.
You know what's happened?
Everybody's disappeared.
Yeah, I read the papers. It'll
all blow over in a few weeks.
No, no.
They dropped the net.
Every pusher's
in the city's disappeared.
Polo, listen, I was lucky.
I connected.
He's holding some for me.
I got to get to him
right away with the money.
I told you yesterday,
Johnny, the cupboard's bare.
- Yeah, I know, but listen--
- No, no. I'm out of the box,
and that's all there is to it.
If I inherited the Chrysler
Building right now,
I wouldn't give you
another dime.
Now try to understand that.
Don't start lecturing me now.
All I need is 20 bucks.
This guy don't give no credit.
Take the kitchen set down
and sell it
to the Salvation Army.
I never sold a thing out of the
house, and I never will.
Try to listen to me, Johnny.
Just try to hear me.
You know I felt great refusing
the old man that 2,500?
Because I knew the money
went to a good cause.
It's something he wanted
all his life.
I know, I know.
Johnny, do you know that you
are right in the middle
when he shouted
"Where? Where did it go?"
I know. I was
right in the middle.
I almost said,
"Here, here, it went here."
You went through that 2,500 like
grease through a tin horn.
- Are you happy, Mrs. Pope?
- Happy?
Yes, happy here at Union Metals.
Oh. Well, yes, I am, Mr. Wagner.
The invoices
you did this morning,
you left out the entire stock
on the Merrick account.
I'll do them over again.
I'm awfully sorry.
I hear you had
the carbon in backwards.
Yes, I know. I'm sorry.
Is there anything wrong?
I-- I mean, I wish you'd
keep your mind on your job.
Oh. No, there's nothing
wrong, Mr. Wagner.
I'm very happy.
That's all. Thank you.
- Polo.
- You're wasting your breath.
- Polo, please.
- No.
I-- I'm quitting tomorrow.
Tomorrow I'm quitting.
Oh, it's been tomorrow
for months, Johnny.
The calendar never
moves for you.
This is the last time
I'm going to ask you, Polo.
- I need 20 bucks.
Where am I going to get it?
hat, cut holes in it for eyes,
and go down to the men's room
of the subway like Apples does
and clobber some poor
guy over the head.
I'm in to them for 500 bucks,
on top of your
2 and a half grand.
They want it today.
They'll be coming for me.
Five hundred?
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