Golden Boy Page #9

I love him, Tom.

That poor guy...

with those sleepy little eyes.

Outside, Miss Moon.

This ain't no cocktail lounge.

I'll stay here.

Joe.

I'll be back, Joe.

Gee, that poor boy.

But it wasn't your fault.

You didn't mean it.

That's right.

I didn't mean it.

I wouldn't wanna do

that, would I, Lorna?

Everybody knows I wouldn't

wanna kill a man.

You know it.

Of course.

But I did it.

That's the thing. I did it.

Lorna, my father was here.

He heard it himself.

I murdered a man.

No, Joe. No.

You don't know what you're saying.

I murdered a man.

Joe, where are you going?

I don't know.

Some place where

I don't have to think.

Joe, I'm coming with you.

No, Lorna. I've got to be alone.

Joe.

That's him. That's Bonaparte.

What you doing coming in here?

Sit down.

What good will that do now?

He done killed Chokky.

Don't you think you could

leave us alone, please?

Looking at you don't

make it no easier.

I know.

If I could only do something.

Tell me what to do.

I'll do anything.

You can't do nothing now.

I'd give my life to

bring him back to you.

My life.

It isn't worth anything.

That's wrong, son.

I'm much older than any of y'all,

and I ain't no stranger to trouble.

We's all just little people

with a burden, every one of us.

You got one too,

and you got to carry it.

Don't try to run away from it.

You tell me this?

You, his father?

Say, Joe, I was just speaking to...

Take it easy, Joe.

I said, take it easy, Joe.

What's the matter?

Here's your share.

How does it look?

Like blood.

Come on, come on.

Don't be a schoolgirl.

You killed him fair.

Nobody blames you.

Tonight you feel bad,

tomorrow you get over it.

I'm a cheap edition

of you, Fuseli.

But tonight's the end.

I'm quitting.

Maybe you change

your mind.

I already set the date

for the championship fight.

Your guarantee

is $65,000.

Should I repeat

the figure?

Sixty-five...

You're wasting your time.

I don't want it.

I'll never put on

a glove again.

You're hysterical.

I don't like it in a fighter.

I don't care

what you like.

I'm through with you

and I'm through with fighting.

You don't quit so fast

when I can make big money.

When I start something,

I do the finishing.

Your job is done.

You've made

a killer out of me.

I said I had plans

for your future.

I don't like to

change them.

I killed that poor kid

for no reason at all.

I wish I'd murdered a rotten

gutter rat like you instead.

When you talk

like that to me,

it's goodbye.

You've no guts,

no heart, nothing!

I'm sorry I wasted my time.

The Golden Boy.

I cross you off my list.

Here, put this on.

It's cold.

Be glad you're rid

of him. You're free.

Come on, we'll go

the other way.

I can see him lying there.

Come, Joe.

- Lorna...

- Joe, listen to me.

I love you.

We need each other.

We belong together.

I have nothing to

give you anymore.

I wanted to conquer

the world,

but instead I

smashed myself.

I'm lost, Lorna.

No, darling, you're not.

Now you can go back to

yourself, to your music.

With this?

A great violinist with

a broken hand.

Your hand will heal, and you'll play again.

You must.

Nothing can stop you when you do what's

in your heart.

We have each other, Joe.

We'll find a way.

Oh, don't you see, darling?

This is the beginning of

a new life for you and me.

What do you say, Joe?

Papa.

I've come home.

Joe, Joe.

Joe.

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