Here Comes Mr. Jordan Page #10

Sure, sure.

He's always got it at all his fights.

- What a night, K.O. You're the champ.

- Yeah, you're in the dough.

Murdock's not gonna fight anymore.

What are you talking about?

Why, you're perched on top of the world.

I'm not perched anywhere.

I don't even know

where I'm going from here.

He's woozy.

Yeah, it was the punch he took when

he went down for the nine-count.

Punch, my eye.

Gilbert didn't even lay a glove on him.

What made you drop, K.O.?

Get out of my way.

- Listen, I got to get up here, see?

- What do you want in here, Corkle?

Murdock, where'd you get that saxophone?

- Get him out of here.

- Come on.

Let him in.

- What's Corkle got to do with you?

- Plenty, Lefty.

Come on, get out of here.

You and the rest of them. Get out.

How do you get that way? I'm your manager.

And a fine crooked manager

you turned out to be.

Get out of here before I throw you out.

I'll ask you again, Murdock,

where did you get this sax?

Max, don't you ever know me?

- Are you? Are you?

- Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

- Joe.

- No, Max, don't faint, don't faint, don't faint.

I know, I know,

but what are you doing in Murdock's body?

I just took Murdock's body to help him out.

He was shot. Look.

Joe, what kind of a body is this to pick?

- I better get a doctor.

- No, no, no, it's nothing. It's nothing.

- Nothing, you say with a bullet in you?

- How many times have I gotta tell you?

The bullet's in Murdock's body,

and as soon as Mr. Jordan comes...

I'm gonna get out of it.

- Excuse me, Murdock.

- Now, Corkle...

where's that saxophone

you've been following?

Here it is, right here.

- There's the guy you're looking for.

- So, now I'm looking for Murdock?

- Only that's Farnsworth.

- Oh, it's Farnsworth?

Don't try to kid me. I know Farnsworth.

I know you do,

but he's not using Farnsworth's body.

- But whose body is he using?

- Murdock's.

Only he ain't Murdock.

He's really Joe Pendleton.

Holy cats!

Oh, listen, calm down, will you?

Maybe we'll clear up the whole case for you.

I told you Farnsworth was killed

by Mrs. Farnsworth and Tony Abbott.

- But where's the body?

- Body? What body?

Max, take a look at this for me, will you?

Thanks, kid.

That's all right, all you need...

is a little hunk of plaster on there

after you've had your shower.

Where's the body?

Tell him to look in the basement icebox.

Oh, that's fine. That's the only mark on you.

Never laid a glove on him,

never heard such a fight in my life.

I would have given anything

to have been there.

In that fifth round, do you remember?

Where's the body?

Take a look in the basement icebox.

That settles it, Corkle,

you're coming down to headquarters.

- Now, you lay off him.

- You keep out of this, Murdock.

Now, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Take a look in the basement, can't you?

And if it ain't there,

I'll go any place you say.

Fair enough?

All right.

Come on, Chuck.

This is going to make me look like an idiot,

but we'll call up the Farnsworths.

- Joe, if it hadn't been for you...

- Mr. Jordan, how are you?

- I'm glad to see you.

- Hello, Joe.

- Joe, is he here again?

- Yeah.

Would you mind waiting outside a minute?

I wanna talk to him.

Sure. Sure.

Well, I'm pleased to have seen you again,

Mr. Jordan.

Mr. Jordan, I'm glad you came here.

How'd you like the fight?

That was a nice job, Joe.

You made Murdock very happy.

- He was told how it came out.

- Oh, that's swell.

You fought

beautifully, cleanly, scientifically.

- You make it an art.

- Thanks.

- Back in my old form again.

- This is your niche, Joe.

This is where you belong,

where you were meant to be.

- World Champion.

- Oh, no, not me. Murdock is.

I don't mind helping him out, Mr. Jordan,

but now get me out of this.

- Joe.

- Yeah?

You remember

I said you wouldn't be cheated?

- Yeah.

- Nobody is, really.

Eventually all things work out.

There's design in everything.

You were meant to be champion. You are.

You and Murdock are one.

You belong to each other.

This is your destiny, Joe.

You're back on your own road.

Yeah, but wait a minute.

You're forgetting about Bette.

- What good is anything if I haven't got her?

- That is a chance you have to face, Joe...

no matter whose body you take.

Wasn't that true from the moment

you left Farnsworth?

- Yeah. Yeah, I forgot. I...

- Don't worry, Joe.

You'll have everything

that was ordained for you.

I don't like it, Mr. Jordan.

I want to find something...

I mean, I want to be something

besides just a plain fighter...

even though Murdock is a champ

and a swell guy.

But it's like I told you,

Murdock is the champ, not me.

No, I don't like it.

If it's all the same to you, Mr. Jordan...

you and I'll keep going

till we find the right guy.

Will you ever be sure

he's the right guy, Joe?

Of course I will.

You wait till I get a shower

and get some clothes on...

and you and I'll get started.

I'll be right with you, Mr. Jordan.

This is your road, Joe.

From now on, you're K.O. Murdock.

There'll be no more memory

of Joseph Pendleton.

And everything is going to be all right.

Chief, Chief, Pierce found it.

Farnsworth's body in the basement icebox.

Holy mackerel!

You knew what you were talking about,

didn't you?

- Sounds like it, don't it?

- Call Pierce back.

Tell him to arrest Mrs. Farnsworth

and Abbott.

- Tell him to send the body to the morgue.

- No, no, no! Don't touch it.

- Joe's liable to need that body.

- Yeah, don't touch it. Joe's liable to...

Come on, Chuck.

- What goes on here, anyhow?

- Hey, stay out of there, you guys.

- K. O...

- Well, where is he?

There. There he is.

Hey, what's the row?

They found Farnsworth's body

just like you said.

I don't get it. I don't know any Farnsworth.

Sure you do. The guy that was killed.

Hey, where is he?

- Who?

- Mr. Jordan.

What Jordan?

Oh, no, don't give me no answers like that.

You're out of your mind, Corkle.

Stop bothering K.O. And get out of here.

Why don't someone take that Corkle

to a hospital?

What do you mean, take me to a hospital?

He's the one that ought to go to a hospital.

- He's got fever. He was shot.

- Who was shot?

Where is it?

- Where's what?

- The bullet hole.

- He showed it to me.

- Are you crazy?

Come on, hurry up will you, Bugsy?

I gotta get out of here.

I'm going around again.

It's that guy Jordan.

- What did he do to you, Joe?

- What are you calling me Joe for?

Look at me. Take a good look.

- Don't you know me?

- Yeah, I think so.

- Well, who am I?

- Don't you know?

I got my doubts. You tell me.

You're Corkle, Max Corkle.

- Who are you?

- K.O. Murdock. What's the matter with him?

Do you... Do you know Joe Pendleton?

Yeah, sure. Killed in an airplane crash.

Yeah, that's right.

That was a tough break.

Nice fellow, strictly on the level.

Certainly was.

I understand you are, too.

- How'd you like to manage me, Corkle?

- How do you get that way?

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