Barefoot in the Park Page #9

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Paul!

It is you!

I doubt that very much.

I've been looking

for you everywhere.

Oh, yeah?

Oh, well,

you'll never find me.

Ha ha ha!

Your coat!

Where's your coat?

Coat?

I don't need a coat.

It's only 2 degrees.

What have you

been doing?

Oh.

Oh. Ha ha ha!

What have I been doing?

Just what have I been doing?

I've been walking

barefoot in the park.

Paul, you're crazy.

Shh!

But guess what I am?

You're drunk.

Ha ha ha!

You finally noticed!

Ha ha ha!

You're lousy,

stinking drunk.

Yee eeh!

Oh, I see you

still have your shoes.

Boy, what a stuffed shirt.

Paul, no!

Paul!

Paul?

Paul, are you all right?

Corie, I got to

tell you something.

No, later.

No, now. I got

to tell you now.

I got all the way

down the stairs,

suddenly it hit me.

Suddenly I saw everything clearly

for the first time.

I said to myself

this is crazy.

This is crazy.

It's all wrong

for me to run away like this.

There's only one

right thing to do.

Really, Paul? What?

You get out.

Ha ha ha

ha ha ha ha ha.

Ha ha ha ha.

Ah-choo!

Why should I get out?

The lease is in my name.

I'm going home.

Drop in anytime.

You know

my address.

After all, a man's

home is his castle.

I'm home, castle.

Oh! Oh, still here?

Well, I will...

I will give you

10 minutes

to pack up

your pelmenchki

and go.

Ah-choo!

Paul, you're burning up

with a fever.

How about that?

You're going

to get pneumonia.

If that's what you want,

that's what I'll get.

Paul, take your shoes off.

They're soaking wet.

I can't. My feet

have swellened.

I never should

have let you out.

I've got an idea.

Let's do that thing

you said before.

Let's wake the police

and see if they come out

of the crazy neighbors.

This building

is under arrest!

Everybody out!

- What?

- Paul...

Will you

get into bed?

You get in first.

- You're sick.

- Not that sick.

No, stop it!

Stop it.

I mean it. Stop it.

Ha! Come here, cutie.

Come on, Paul,

stop it.

No! I'm

warning you.

Hey, you're pretty when

you're mean and rotten.

Keep away from me!

I'll scream!

Shh! There's snow

on the roof.

We'll have

an avalanche.

You're not supposed

to be walking around. You got a fever.

Stand still,

the both of you.

Hey...

Open this door.

I can't.

I'm scared.

Of me?

Yes.

Why?

It's not you

anymore.

I want the old

Paul back.

That fuddy-duddy?

He's not a fuddy-duddy.

He's strong and dependable.

He takes care of me

and protects me

from people like you.

I want him to know

how much I love him.

I'll make everything

exactly the way he wants it.

I'll fix the hole

in the skylight

and the leak

in the closet.

I'll put in a bathtub.

I'll carry him upstairs

every night,

'cause that's

how much I love him.

Paul?

Paul?

Hey...

Paul?

Paul!

Aah!

You're going

to kill yourself! Come down!

No, I want to be a nut,

just like everybody else

in this building!

Aah!

No, I don't want you

to be a nut. Come down.

No.

Not until you've

said it again,

loud and clear.

Anything, Paul,

anything.

My husband...

My husband...

Ah-choo!

Paul Bratter...

Paul Bratter...

rising young attorney...

Aah!

Rising young...

rising young attorney...

is a lousy,

stinking drunk.

Is a lousy,

stinking drunk,

and I love him.

I love you,

too, Corie.

Even when I didn't like you,

I loved you.

Then, Paul, would

you please come down?

I can't, not now.

Why?

'Cause I'm

going to be sick.

Oh, no!

Oh, yes.

Don't move. I'll be right up

there to get you.

Would you do that,

'cause I'm getting panicky.

Paul, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

Corie? Cor-Corie?

Corie!

What? What, Paul, what?

Don't leave me.

You're going

to be all right.

Just hold on tight

and be calm.

How?

Wh-what should I do?

What should he do?

What should he do?

Sing.

Sing?

Sing as

loud as you can.

Don't stop till I get there.

Promise you'll keep singing.

I promise.

O.K., don't stop

until I get there.

I love you, darling.

Keep singing.

Corie? Corie, Corie!

Corie!

What, Paul?

What song should I sing?

Shama shama.

Sh...

Shama?

Sing it, Paul.

Shama shama

El mal kema ma

Shama shama

Shama shama

Shama shama

El el kema shama

Shama shama

Shama shama

shama shama

Uh, uh, sh-shama

Shama shama

El mal kema ma

Shama shama

El mal kema ma

Shama shama

Shama shama

Shama

El mal kema...

What's happening?

I don't know.

They're looking up

at this house.

Shama sh-shama

Shama

Sh-shama

Oh, Paul.

Oh, good.

They made up.

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

So come along,

my barefoot love

To the fields

that shine with spring

Though it's 10 below

Let me go

Knee-deep in daisies

with you

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