Comrade X Page #4

"THE DEAD FINGERS

OF CAPITALISM:

"ARE SLOWLY

RELAXING THEIR HOLD

"ON THE THROA OF WORLD PRODUCTION,

BUT WE MUST NO REJOICE TOO SOON..."

NOW, CHAPTER 14 TAKES UP THE

SECRETS OF INTERNATIONAL BANKING

AND ITS MENACE:

TO WORLD REFORM.

WHAT'S THE MATTER?

GO ON. CHAPTER 14.

YOU'RE TIRED.

YOU'RE NOT LISTENING.

I HEARD EVERY WORD.

NO, COMRADE. TOMORROW NIGHT, CHAPTER 14.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

I LIVE HERE.

I'M LEAVING

TOMORROW.

WE HAVEN'T TIME TO SEPARATE

IF YOU'RE COMING WITH ME.

THERE'S A LO OF WORK TO DO.

OH, I SEE. WELL, IF WE

MUST HURRY, I'LL HURRY.

I GO PACK MY SUITCASE.

YOU WAIT HERE.

OK. HURRY UP.

HEY, HURRY UP,

WILL YOU, COMRADE?

I ADVISE YOU TO:

GO HOME TO YOUR HOTEL.

LATER, IT GETS VERY COLD

HERE ON THE STEPS.

WELL, THAT'S A FINE

RUSSIAN TRICK.

COMRADE, ALL I KNOW OF YOU IS THA YOU'RE A FRIEND OF MY FATHER'S,

WHO IS A CHILD.

IF YOU THINK I'VE BEEN

LYING TO YOU ALL THIS TIME,

WHY DON'T YOU

SAY SO?

WHAT I SAY IS THA YOU'RE MAKING ME SUSPICIOUS.

YOU'RE A STRANGER WHO GETS

ON MY STREETCAR, KISSES ME,

AND WANTS ME TO LEAVE

RUSSIA WITH HIM TONIGHT.

NO.

I INTEND TO INVESTIGATE YOU

FROM EVERY ANGLE.

NOW I SAY GO HOME.

GOOD NIGHT.

MR. THOMPSON.

OH, HELLO.

I'M GLAD TO SEE YOU.

VANYA, WE'RE ALL SET.

YOUR TROUBLES ARE OVER.

YOUR DAUGHTER IS WAITING

FOR ME AT THE AIRPORT.

WONDERFUL GIRL. I'M VERY

GRATEFUL TO YOU, VANYA.

NEVER EXPECTED A MOTORMAN

TO TURN OUT SO PRETTY.

YOU WERE ALL WRONG

ABOUT HER BEING STUBBORN.

SHE'S RARIN' TO GO.

WE'RE LEAVING

ON THE FIRST PLANE.

SHE ASKED ME TO SAY

GOOD-BYE TO YOU FOR HER.

MR. THOMPSON,

YOU ARE LYING.

YOU DON'T THINK I'D LIE

ABOUT A THING LIKE THIS

WHEN I KNOW HOW IMPORTANT IT IS TO YOU?

MITKA HAS TOLD ME

BY THE TELEPHONE.

TOLD YOU WHAT?

EVERYTHING-HOW SHE

SLAMMED THE DOOR ON YOU.

MR. THOMPSON,

YOU MUST TRY AGAIN.

ALL RIGHT,

I'M LYING.

YOU GOT A LOPHEADED WITCH FOR A

DAUGHTER, AND YOU CAN KEEP HER.

MR. THOMPSON, YOU ARE

GOING TO MURDER MY DAUGHTER.

OH, STOP TALKING THROUGH

THAT FUR HAT OF YOURS.

I'M MURDERING

NOBODY.

SHE'S TWICE AS

CUCKOO AS YOU!

I DID EVERYTHING I

COULD, BUT SHE WON'T GO.

YOU ARE KILLING HER.

YOU ARE GOING AWAY ALONE AND

LEAVING HER BEHIND TO DIE!

NO, MR. THOMPSON. YOU WILL

NEVER GET OUT OF RUSSIA ALIVE.

I'M YOUR FRIEND,

MR. THOMPSON.

YES, I AM YOUR FRIEND,

BUT I WILL NOT LET YOU MURDER

MY DAUGHTER, MR. THOMPSON.

HEY, WHERE

ARE YOU GOING?

I'VE GOT SOME PANTS

TO PRESS.

OH, NO. NO, YOU DON'T.

GO ON, KILL ME. THA WON'T DO YOU ANY GOOD.

IF MITKA DOESN'T HEAR FROM

ME WITHIN A HALF AN HOUR,

HE WILL GO:

TO THE POLICE.

A HALF AN HOUR, HUH?

COME ON, PAPA.

I'M GOING TO TIE YOU UP

AND STUFF THA BIG MOUTH OF YOURS.

AHA! YOU HEAR?

THAT IS MITKA NOW.

COME ON. GET BACK IN THA CORNER AND KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT.

COME IN.

HELLO. I MADE

THE INVESTIGATION.

OH. WELL, OK.

COME IN.

COMRADE, YOU'RE PERFECT.

BASTAKOFF TOLD ME.

OH. WELL,

WHO'S BASTAKOFF?

HE'S THE MAN I LOVE MORE

THAN ANYBODY IN THE WORLD.

MM-HMM. AND HE SAYS IT'S

OK FOR YOU TO GO WITH ME?

YES. HE HAS

A GREAT SOUL.

HMM. YES.

I LIKE HIM, TOO.

HOW COULD YOU HELP IT?

HE'S SO SWEET.

HELLO, FATHER-

MY LITTLE CHILD.

GOLUBKA...

COMRADE...

HE WAS WONDERFUL!

BASTAKOFF?

YES.

THIS FELLOW BASTAKOFF ISN' COMING ALONG, BY ANY CHANCE, IS HE?

OH, NO.

HE'S TOO BUSY.

DOING WHAT?

OH, EVERYTHING.

HE KNOWS EVERYTHING, TOO.

WHEN I FINISHED TALKING ABOU YOU, HE TOOK ME IN HIS ARMS

AND SAID, "THEODORE, YOU

HAVE IDEALS. FOLLOW THEM!"

OH, A BRUSH-OFF, HUH?

WHAT?

SKIP IT. YOU PACKED?

I TOOK ONLY MY MOTORMAN'S UNIFORM ALONG,

IN CASE WE WAN A WAR FROM WITHIN.

EXCUSE ME. AS A FATHER,

MAY I ASK WHAT IS GOING ON?

NOTHING THA CONCERNS YOU.

I'M GETTING MARRIED.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN,

MARRIED? TO WHO?

TO YOU, COMRADE.

WHO ELSE?

OH, THIS IS THE HAPPIES DAY OF MY LIFE!

I HAVE A SON!

CONTROL YOURSELF,

VANYA.

I'VE HAD A TOUGH DAY.

NOW, LISTEN, THEODORE,

I WASN'T FIGURING ON MARRIAGE.

LUCKY FOR YOU I AM

THE PRACTICAL ONE.

WE MUST GET MARRIED.

IT IS THE ONLY WAY WE CAN GE PERMISSION TO LEAVE RUSSIA.

WHAT? YOU LEAVE RUSSIA?

FOR WHERE?

TO AMERICA.

YOU'RE LEAVING YOUR FATHER LIKE THIS

- ALONE, WITHOUT ANYBODY?

OH, I SHOULD LIVE

TO SEE THIS BLACK DAY!

GOLUBKA, YOU'RE

BREAKING MY HEART!

YES, YES. OK, VANYA.

IF THAT'S THE WAY YOU FEEL,

SHE DON'T GO.

OH, NO, MR. THOMPSON.

YOU MISUNDERSTAND ME.

I'M CRYING WITH JOY.

PAY NO ATTENTION

TO MY FATHER.

HE HAS NO SOUL, NO BRAIN,

NO IDEALS. HE'S A NOBODY.

I'M LESS THAN A NOBODY.

I'M A NOTHING.

20 YEARS WE HAVE BEEN EDUCATING

RUSSIA, AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW?

NOTHING.

LESS THAN A BABY.

I ONLY KNOW:

HOW TO BE A FATHER,

BUT THIS I KNEW:

UNDER THE CZAR, TOO.

LOOK HERE, THEODORE.

JUST WHEN WERE YOU

FIGURING ON THIS MARRIAGE?

TONIGHT.

ISN'T IT A LITTLE LATE?

NO, MR. THOMPSON.

THAT'S ALL RIGHT.

THE MARRIAGE BUREAU

KEEPS OPEN TILL 1 A.M.

STATISTICS SHOW THAT PEOPLE

WANT TO GET MARRIED AT NIGH MORE THAN

IN THE MORNING.

UH, YOU, UH,

DON'T FEEL NERVOUS?

WHAT ABOUT?

MARRYING A STRANGER.

THIS IS NOTHING:

NEW TO ME.

I MARRIED:

STRANGERS BEFORE.

OH?

UH, HOW MANY?

ONLY TWO.

I DON'T WANT TO

SEEM INQUISITIVE,

BUT, UH, WHAT DID YOU

DO WITH THEM?

OH, I SENT BACK

THE POSTAL CARDS.

OH.

PLAYING POST OFFICE?

YOU DO NO UNDERSTAND, COMRADE.

WHEN YOU GET MARRIED, YOU

ARE GIVEN A POSTAL CARD.

WHEN YOU SEND THE POSTAL

CARD BACK, MARRIAGE IS OVER.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO

GIVE ANY REASON?

NO. IT'S ALL

ON THE POSTAL CARD.

ALL YOU DO IS CROSS OU "HAVING A WONDERFUL TIME"?

YES.

MY FIRST HUSBAND I ME AT AN ATHLETIC EXHIBITION.

WE SHARED THE SAME

HORIZONTAL BAR.

BUT BASTAKOFF SAID

HE WAS WRONG FOR ME.

HIS SOMERSAULTS:

WERE NO GOOD?

THEY WERE FINE, BU HE WAS TOO ANIMAL.

NO IDEALS.

SO YOU PUT HIM:

BACK ON THE BAR.

YES.

I SUPPOSE NUMBER TWO

WAS ALL RIGHT.

TO THE CONTRARY.

WHEN HE TOOK:

HIS SHIRT OFF,

I REALIZED I MADE

A DANGEROUS MISTAKE.

RICKETS?

NO. HE HAD A PORTRAIT OF THE

CZAR TATTOOED ON HIS CHEST.

THAT'S TOUGH.

YES. I FELT BAD,

BUT HE'S AT THE

LUBYANKA PRISON NOW,

SO EVERYTHING:

TURN OUT ALL RIGHT.

WE ARE BEING MARRIED

NOW, COMRADE.

EXCUSE ME, PLEASE.

WHAT IS YOUR NAME?

OH, UH...

McKINLEY B. THOMPSON.

UH, HERE.

IT'S ON THE PASSPORT.

OH! AMYERIKANYETS.

SI, SEOR.

THEODORE.

THEODORE?

HOLD IT, HOLD IT.

WHAT'S THE HITCH?

HE SAYS HE CAN' PUT DOWN "THEODORE"

FOR THE NAME:

OF THE BRIDE.

IT IS AGAINS THE LAW.

THAT'S TOO BAD.

LIZZA VINESCHKA.

IT'S FIXED.

I TOOK THE NAME:

OF LIZZA VINESCHKA.

HMM. LIZZA VINESCHKA.

SHE DIED UNDER TORTURE

BY THE MENSHEVIKS.

HER FEE WERE BURNED OFF.

MAY I BE WORTHY:

OF HER.

YOU DON'T NEED

A STAMP, HUH?

NO.

EVERYTHING IS FREE.

COME. WE HAVE

LOTS OF WORK TO DO.

WHAT TIME DOES:

THE PLANE LEAVE?

7 A.M.

BASTAKOFF SAYS YOU

CAN SLEEP ON THE PLANE.

I HOPE IT DON'T TURN OU I MARRIED BASTAKOFF.

I'M A LITTLE TIRED, BU OH, SO HAPPY, MR. THOMPSON.

YOU KNOW, WE OUGHT TO

STRAIGHTEN OUT SOME THINGS.

I'M MAC, SEE,

AND YOU AIN'T THEODORE.

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