A Man Betrayed Page #6

You must be new around here to worry

about a little wholesale voting.

You must be a reporter.

How come the savvy?

The pencil marks around your ears.

Old Luke Mura on our Dispatch has them.

Buddy you're alright.

Let's snag a ringside seat and

twirl a couple of sparklers

while the big folks shoot

off the fireworks.

Fireworks?

Stranger, here's a scoop for

old Pencil Mark Luke.

Because I can't print it.

You can't get away with kidnapping me.

Kidnapping you? Ain't kidnapping you.

Just wanna look at you. That's all.

Look at the flowers.

Who do you think I am? Ferdinand?

Flowers is pretty.

Like you. Pretty.

I take it it isn't good

to see things around here

that Cameron doesn't want you to see.

There's a lotta guys vacationing in

health resorts that ain't in bad health.

Well, goodbye, stranger.

It's every man for himself now.

If you hear any noise

around them cracker barrels,

it won't be mice. It'll be me.

I ain't gonna hurt you.

Just want you to my girl.

Lynn! Lynn!

Lynn!

Lynn!

Lynn!

I ain't gonna hurt you, really.

I like you.

Oh, darling!

Gee I've never been so glad

to see you in my life.

You're going home.

He's done his business for the day.

I said you're going home.

No I'm not!

- No?

- No!

We had an ornery stubborn mare once.

Didn't have sense enough

to leave a burning barn.

But she went.

This way.

What's the idea of this

caveman stuff anyway?

There's bound to be a shooting spree.

We gotta get out here!

There's no reserved seats with my girl.

What?

I said you're my girl.

- Let me go!

- No!

I see you've got your dishes.

What's that? I can't see.

Some of Amato's cops are playing tag

with your father's phony voters.

He doesn't have to win that way.

Well then he's going to walk awful

lot of trouble for nothing.

Henry!

Henry!!!

If you don't put me down,

I'll call the police.

You'll find them on the

bottom of the pile.

Don't unwrap her till you get her home.

Bugsy! Oh Bugsy!

I'm glad I'm going back

to Kokomo tomorrow.

First-time I have any fun.

And you have to faint.

Hey, you can't watch.

That's what I thought too.

That guy knows too many words.

He ought to have music to go with it.

Oh, Lynn.

Mrs. Smith.

Home sweet home.

Cameron's butler said I'd find you.

I suppose you forgotten me.

I haven't forgotten.

Mrs. Smith.

- Mrs. Smith.

- Mrs. Smith, huh?

Somebody call for an ambulance.

- Address?

- Spring Valley.

- Johnny's mother?

- Yeah.

No lightning but on a clear day

you can still see Cameron.

Read all about it!

Cameron party four more years!

Extra! Four more years!

Extra extra! Read all about it!

Cameron's wins again.

Extra extra! Get your paper here!

Extra paper! Read all about it!

Thank you, Mayor.

Why of course I deserve it.

It's always nice to hear you say so.

So long.

Oh good morning, Governor.

Yeah, thanks.

How about coming over to dinner Friday?

Alright, we'll make it some other time.

I've been trying to see you

ever since I left the hospital.

Sabra and I have been celebrating with

little gift given by our new Councilman.

I would have kept you

waiting till now but

as Ring Lardner says

it's hard to rise with the lark when

you've been out on one the night before.

George evidently didn't

expect me in last night.

Or he thought my room

needed a little airing...

after the election.

George thought that now you'd

probably be going home.

That's mighty nice of him.

Seems like a lot of people have

been doing my thinking for me lately.

I've been doing a little on my own too.

About you and Amato and

Johnny Smith.

I don't know what you're talking about.

No?

No.

Look here, man.

I have several appointments.

Sabra invited you to be our house guest.

And you repaid our hospitality.

Now the party is over and the

guest is leaving.

Do I remove myself or...

will the coroner do it for me?

I just want to be up on your etiquette.

I know what you're driving at.

There's nothing you can do about it

- now.

- No.

Johnny's mother is in the hospital.

Whether she lives or dies, I'm

gonna find out who killed Johnny.

If I have to take you and

your whole machine apart

father.

I think you'd better go.

I oughta be pretty well packed now.

I'm glad I came back though.

A lot of things have cleared up.

That business about polo ponies and no

escort.

Your asking me to the house.

You two work pretty well together.

- My daughter-

- Father.

Mr. Hollister is going.

Yes.

Yes I shoulda gone a long time ago.

Funny thing here.

You think you know people and

suddenly you meet somebody believe in.

I guess you believe in

them because you want to.

Oh you wouldn't know

what I'm talking about.

There.

You won again.

You won because you should.

Because people wanted you.

Oh darling, I'm so proud of you.

Come on. How's about a smile?

When did you come in?

Just now.

Imagine that stupid hick

blaming you for Johnny.

You couldn't know anything

about that, could you?

Could you?

No, baby.

Did you go shopping yesterday?

I've been so busy I forgot to ask.

Yes but...

There were so many people everywhere.

All I brought home was a

a red checkered tablecloth.

I believe you're on the level

about splitting with Cameron.

What can I do?

Cameron's got me sewed up tighter

than Hitler has Mussolini.

We still have four more years of it.

My father.

They fought a different kind of war.

Look, Mr. Pringle.

Stay right here like get back, will you?

I'm not going anywhere fast.

- Look I finally-

- Sshh!

I will catch up with

this guy Beau Brummel.

But I don't catch the foreign lingo.

I declare elegante hommes.

Well-dressed men.

Well, can you beat that?

I've been waiting all this

time looking for myself.

Hiya, sucker.

Ssshh.

I'll tell Sabra I saw you.

She's sort of taken the chill off

since you got the breeze.

Yahoo!

You can take books out of here!

Hiya, sucker.

I remembered this from law school.

I don't get it.

This is nothing but an old civil war

statute passed to protect slaves.

Yeah but it says you can't

take away the rights

of a citizen secured

by the Constitution.

And among those rights, the

right to a free and honest election.

That election was about as honest

as a three dollar bill.

So what? I lock up a game.

Next day, bail and no trial.

And then the merry-go-round.

But if you look at the

bottom of the page,

you'll see we can hold

our boys without bail.

I figured if you pin a wolf up

long enough, he's bound up to howl.

We've got 'em

the wolves glee club.

Well, what are we waiting for you?

You!

I've been waiting for you!

Yes Mrs. Pringle, just a moment.

Tell Mrs. Pringle I won't be home for

lunch or dinner.

Or all night.

Why Mr. Pringle, at your age?

Can I help you, Mr. Brown?

Or is it Mr. Mullen?

Get moving.

All aboard!

Chicago Limited.

Sorry, boys.

But we change your reservation

to drawing room down at the jail.

Take them away, men.

Come on. Come on. Get out of here.

Fine married life.

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