City for Conquest Page #9

- Yes, doctor.

This is entirely my fault. I

never should have let him in this.

Scotty.

Scotty.

Yes, Danny?

You ain't sore at me, are you?

I did the best I could,

but I just couldn't see him.

- Couldn't find him.

- Sure you did, Danny. We know.

Now, take it easy and

everything'll be all right.

Excuse me, please.

Now, drink this.

- Is he hurt badly?

- He's taken a lot.

His excellent condition helps.

Look, how about his eyes? Are they okay?

Well, that's of more consequence.

The conjunctival membranes are

seriously injured in both eyes.

Some infection has already set in.

I found, too, evidence of gritty

substances. Granular material.

- Probably rubbed in every time he was hit.

- Look, doc...

...could it be something like rosin dust?

- Very likely.

I don't know how he ever stood the pain.

If we're to save his sight, I advise getting

him to the hospital at once. Excuse me.

Rosin rubbed in his eyes

with the tip of their gloves.

The dirty, low-down rats.

Wait a minute, Scotty.

You take care of Danny. That's

your job. This is my department.

Please send an ambulance right away.

Connect me with the chief of staff.

Find out where the car is and

take care of it like I told you.

Okay, boss. I'll be ready for you.

Say, Dutch, how long will

it take to get him in shape?

- About 30 days.

- Dutch.

Relax. Still giving that blowout, Googi?

Sure. The party's still

on. Why not? I never welch.

You had tough luck, Googi.

We gave up hope already.

It was one of them surprise comebacks.

- Sure. That happens.

- No hard feelings?

What for, 50 grand?

Listen. I got my limousine downstairs.

What do you say we drive over together?

Just a second. I don't wanna disappoint

you, but I'd rather go in my own car.

See, I get kind of nervous

driving in strange cars.

Sure. Anything you say. What's the diff?

Come on, boys, let's go. We're wasting time.

Okay, fellas. I'll see you later.

Googi, tell you the truth, if you

need the 50 G's bad, I can wait.

Say, a couple of months.

No, I'm paying off. I don't

like to have nothing on my mind.

Well, Googi, if it was just between

me and you, I'd say call it off.

- But there's Wales. I gotta pay him off.

- Sure. I understand.

Well, that reminds me. I meant to ask

Cannonball for one of his gloves...

...you know, like a souvenir to show around.

Hey, we're going the wrong way.

Archie, where are you heading?

Say, what's the idea?

- Who's that guy?

- Take it easy, Dutch.

Don't get nervous. Happy's a swell driver.

Now, like I was saying, if I

had one of Cannonball's gloves...

...I might like to take it to

the state boxing commission.

They might like to look it over.

Especially after they get the

doctor's report about Samson's eyes.

You're going screwy. What

have you been sniffing?

Just a little rosin dust.

- Let me out of here.

- Shut up!

Let that be a lesson to you, Cobb.

When you're carrying a

gat on your left side...

...you wanna sit on to the right of the

guy you mean to bump off, like I did.

And as for you, you don't have a gat.

I made sure of that with my shoulder.

Look, Googi, it was all his idea.

I was against it. You don't owe

me a cent. I'll take care of Wales.

Listen, rat. You and Wales are gonna have

to take care of a lot of other things...

...if Danny's lamps go out.

- Stop the car!

Pipe down. Quit yapping.

Now, wait here. Monkey around as

though you're fixing the engine.

And no tricks. Do you understand me?

- All right, boss, grab his feet.

- Okay, Hap. Let's make it fast.

- Sure, boss.

- Now, right around this way.

There's no use stripping those

labels. They got his mug and prints.

- Okay, boss.

- That reminds me, I better ditch this.

When they fish him up, all we say is:

"He didn't have to go

swimming with his hat on."

- Hey, that's a good one, boss.

- Okay, now...

Hey.

Hey, boss, what hap...

Hey, Hap.

Gee, never figured on that at all.

How you think they're gonna be?

You certainly are in a hurry, young

fellow. This is only a checkup.

Nurse, you better draw those

blinds. The light's too strong.

- Gee, you ought to seen the papers.

- They got Cobb.

No, I mean about the swell

notices the fight got.

Best fighter since Bob

Fitzsimmons. That's what they said.

That's fine, Mutt. Thanks.

No kidding. They really went to town

about the great fight you put up.

What do you think, doc?

Think they're gonna be all right?

Will I be laid up here long?

Well, it's difficult to say just

now. Possibly a few weeks or so.

Nurse, continue with the drops

and compresses as ordered.

- I'll see you again tomorrow, son.

- Yeah, sure. Thanks, doc.

You hear that, Eddie?

Three weeks. I'll go daffy in here.

But Danny, you need rest.

You took a lot of punishment.

Yeah, I guess I did. Can't figure

out how it happened so quick.

Had him on the run, and all of a

sudden the lights went out on me.

Excuse me, doctor. You must do something.

Anything at all. I don't

mind the expense, any cost.

It isn't a matter of expense. As I

said, it's only a question of time.

Now, perhaps in a year or two

we may chance another operation.

A year or two? Why, that means

Danny's finished, he's through.

As a fighter, I'm afraid he is.

He'll be able to see differences of

light, and make out shapes and forms.

So that's the sweet wind-up.

That's Danny's finish.

I'm sorry.

Scotty.

Scotty, where's Danny? Is he all right?

- Yes, he's all right.

- Can I see him?

He's in there, isn't he?

He's in there, flat on his

back. And you put him there.

Only you, not Cannonball Wales. Danny

never would have fought this fight.

He took a worse licking from

you than he took from Wales.

I've got to see him. You've got to let me in.

Now, just a minute, Peggy.

I'm gonna tell you something.

I'm not gonna pull punches.

I've seen you give that boy the rawest deal

ever and I'm not gonna let you do it again.

I'm not gonna let you go in there and say

hello for a while and then break his heart.

No, no, I'm all through with that. Please

let me in. I wouldn't do anything to hurt him.

You bet. You've done all you're going to do.

- Scotty, you don't understand.

- You're no good for him...

...and he's no good for you, because...

...well, never mind, he's no good for you.

- Now try to get that through your head.

- Excuse me. Thank you.

Danny's through with you and

wants you to stay away from here.

- Nurse?

- Yes?

Who was that, Eddie? Who came in?

Why, just another nurse, Danny.

- I thought maybe it was...

- What?

Oh, nothing. Nothing.

You know... You know, Eddie...

...I can't hardly see you at all.

You're just like kind of a shadow.

Well, the room's pretty dark

with the blinds down, Danny.

- Yeah, but you can see me good, can't you?

- Well...

Danny, you'd better put those bandages back.

You know, Ed, I figured

that where we came from...

...we were born with our back to the wall...

...and nothing more could happen

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