Johnny Got His Gun Page #5

what I'm gonna do!

I'm gonna lift the lid

of this box here,

and I'm gonna let you

look at the face

of the only man in the world

who don't give a damn

about anything.

And remember!

It only cost ya 15 cents.

And if this guy

looks back at you,

by golly, I'll give ya

a five dollar bill.

All right! Bring on

the music, Rollo Boy!

Okay! Step right up!

Step right up, folks!

Step right up. Hurry,

hurry, hurry. hurry.

Get a close look

at the man who can't--

Thank you.

Or maybe he can!

Thank you.

Thank you.

See that little lady?

Make her pot ring out

like the bells of St. Mary!

Glory, glory, glory!

Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you!

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

What's this?

A different nurse?

Why does she walk

without vibrations?

Is she tip-toeing?

Or-- Or is she just--

little?

Something fell on me.

Something wet.

What was it?

She must be new.

She is new. Her hands

are soft, like Kareen's.

She's a girl,

and I don't make her sick.

She isn't afraid of me.

Hello, new nurse.

Hello, new beautiful

young nurse.

Hello out there.

Kareen.

Oh, Kareen...

where are you?

We only made love

to each other one time

in our--

in our whole lives.

Joe-oe...

Joe-oe...

Come out to the garden

in the pale moonlight!

Is that you, Kareen?

Hello, Joe.

I had to get married.

So now I'm somebody

else's Kareen.

Then where's mine?

In the pale moonlight,

where she said she'd be.

Kareen?

Why did you bring me

to a place like this?

I didn't.

I heard you calling.

I called,

and I called.

And you never came.

I was held up.

How late am I?

How long have I been away?

I don't know.

It may have been

forever, though.

I can't remember.

Well, try, Kareen.

Please try.

You see, I don't know

how long I've been here.

I don't know

what year I'm in.

And I'm trying

to get back into--

into time.

I don't pay much attention

to time any more.

Oh, you must.

All I think about is time.

Time is what

makes people old.

The way I am, Kareen,

the way it is with me,

you'll never grow old.

Because I keep you

right here in my mind.

And in my heart.

Just the way you were

when I saw you last.

So you see, with me,

you can't get old.

Your hair will always

stay brown.

Your skin will always

be fresh like rain.

I won't let one little

wrinkle mark your face.

I'll keep you beside me,

young and beautiful forever.

Because of all the people

in the world,

only with me will you

be safe from time.

Like a fresh, fresh flower.

Like a rose--

I'm not! I'm not!

Nobody loves me anymore!

Oh, I do, Kareen.

Stop that.

What happened to you?

Don't even know

how to treat her.

Then you got her pregnant,

went away,

and stopped writing to her.

I didn't know! I couldn't write!

Bye, Joe.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Joe!

Kareen!

Goodbye, Joe...

[Kareen

Don't let them take you, Joe...

Run away!

Goodbye, Joe...

Can't you tell me

how long it's been?

No...

Can't you tell me

where I am?

No...

Can't you even tell me

what country I'm in?

No country...

Well...

I can feel them wheeling

my old bed out.

And I am in a new one.

With a pillow.

What next?

She's moving me.

Yes.

Ah, into the sunlight.

Now she's in back of me.

That tube.

I never did

understand that one.

Now my table.

What else?

Good.

Good.

I wonder if she's

an American.

I hope so.

I've only seen

one American girl

since I left home.

I'm as American as apple pie.

I was born

in San Francisco.

Didn't I tell you?

I was there when

the earthquake hit

in 1906.

Believe me,

that was a shake.

I was up on the fourth floor

of a hotel on Market Street,

entertaining

a gentleman friend.

And when I first

heard that thing hit,

I said to myself,

I said, "Lucky," I said.

"That's an earthquake.

"And you ain't

gonna be caught dead

with no fat son of a b*tch

on top of ya like this."

So you know what I did?

Uh-uh.

I pushed him off

and ran stark naked

down the street.

And you shoulda seen

the guys stare.

I'll bet.

Yeah.

You aren't wanting

to do anything now,

I guess, huh?

Ah, too tired.

That's what that French

cognac will do to ya.

It'll be $2.00, just the same.

Okay.

What are you

knitting there?

Sweater for my kid.

He's only 5 years old.

And the sweetest little

bastard you ever saw.

Huh. Where is he?

Oh, I keep him in

a school in Long Island.

That's in New York.

A private school.

They got lots of

polo players there.

And that's what I want him

to be when he grows up.

Once you're a polo player,

you meet all

the best people.

Did you know that?

You asleep?

No.

Must have... cost you

a lot of money.

A school like that.

Oh, sure it does!

But I don't do

too bad here.

I make about

a hundred bucks a week.

Of course...

you got to dress up

to your position,

and that takes money.

Kareen?

Kareen...

Oh, Kareen.

Hello, Bill.

Hi, Mr. Bonham.

Bill hasn't got a pole,

and he's only here

for the afternoon.

And I thought maybe

he could borrow yours.

We could borrow yours.

Oh.

Uh...sure.

Hey, but, uh--

give Bill your pole,

and you take mine.

Oh, sure.

We'll be back

before dark.

Thank you, Mr. Bonham.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Father.

Yes?

I lost your pole

today, Father.

Got a quick strike,

and before we knew,

your pole

was in the water.

And, um-- we hunted

around for it,

fished with the oars,

but--

but we couldn't find it,

so it's gone.

Well...

Shouldn't let

a fishing pole...

spoil our last trip

together, should we?

No.

I'll go on ahead. Catch us a ride into town.

I won't be long.

Hello?

Is it you?

The one I love?

Yes.

What's this?

What are you doing?

One up. One down.

One up. One down again.

Oh, God, no.

It can't be!

It can't!

Are you talking to me

out there?

Are you saying

something to me?

Are you drawing a letter

on my skin, and then erasing it?

A word?

You are. You are.

You are! Yes, you are!

It's a letter M!

Yes. Oh, God bless you,

nurse! I got it! M!

E.

R.

R.

Y. Yes.

Yes, of course

I've got it!

Merry!

I'm trying to tell you.

Merry Christmas.

C.

H.

R.

I.

S.

T.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

Oh, Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, God.

I've got a date

to count from!

By counting Christmases,

I can tell when it's spring!

I can tell when it's summer!

I can smell leaves

burning in autumn.

Oh, Merry Christmas,

sweet nurse.

Merry Christmas to you.

Merry Christmas,

and all my love!

Merry, Merry,

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

I'm the boss.

This is champagne.

Merry Christmas.

I'm the boss.

This is champagne.

Merry Christmas.

I'm the boss.

This is champagne.

Merry Christmas.

Where's my boy?

I'm the boss.

Where's my little boy?

This is champagne.

Merry Christmas.

He's too young.

Can't you see--

I'm the boss.

...he's underage?

This is champagne.

Merry Christmas!

He just came up from Tucson.

I'm the boss.

This is champagne.

His name is--

Merry Christmas.

...Jesus Christ.

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