Lady in a Cage Page #3

just old fat Sade, honey.

Now, take it easy.

You're all right.

Which one of you knocked me out?

I did, pop.

Wanna fight? Come on,

get your dukes up.

He just wants to go home

and so do I.

Yeah, I'm tired, and I'm fed up

with this thing on my head.

She can't see us up here.

Why can't we take them off?

Essie...

...lock the back door good.

Elaine's gonna take a bath.

Oh...

...we'll decide about you

going home.

Gee, thanks so much.

I'll be back.

They have took everything,

everything you could hock.

All the silver, all the jewellery,

everything.

I could just... Just break their necks.

Who are you calling?

I told you you couldn't

handle this alone.

Hello, Mr. Paul speaking.

Mr. Paul, this is Sade. Remember?

I live in that building Mr. Zimmer owns.

I'm sort of plump?

I'm onto a real hot deal,

Mr. Paul, real hot.

I'm closed now

for the holiday weekend.

I'm taking my wife

and her mother out now.

No, listen! There's a whole

great big house here.

A private-elevator type of house,

and we are being cut out.

There's silver like you've never seen.

1132 Lenko.

- Solid silver spoons, gold, everything.

- Randall, let go.

Locking us all in.

Now what?

Ouch!

Randall, you trying to boil me?

It's hot.

You get used to it.

Sure is better than an old shower,

ain't it?

Guess so.

Just gonna lie here and soak.

Essie.

All right, Essie, dear.

Get a good look.

You seen my feet.

Well, come on in, dear.

Sure is a big tub, all right.

You gonna get in with her?

Sure. What the hell.

What I been thinking is...

...we wore the stockings and all...

...but she heard our voices

and she sounds real smart to me.

So, what I've been thinking is,

why leave her around when we go?

Kill her?

Scared?

You're both chicken, ain't you?

What they got in this state?

They got the hot hot seat?

Practically killed the wino anyway.

Just luck I didn't.

Yeah, they got the hot hot seat.

The hot hot seat.

I mean, if you don't mind that,

then there's nothing to mind.

I mean, that's the worst they got.

Why don't we kill all three of them.

- What is it? What's the matter?

- Nothing.

Just dirty talk. I never heard

such dirty-talking people.

I'm gonna see...

Maybe I can sneak out and get help.

Get help right back.

Dirt. Dirt everywhere.

We all ought to be punished.

- I'm so glad you feel that way.

- Right. What do you mean?

Come on. That's it. Get him wet.

That's the way.

Duck him again. Come on.

Hey, Randall, look at the red lips

on him, isn't he pretty?

Don't kill me, I'm not the lady.

You're rich.

- Aren't you good?

- Hold him still, Randall.

Oh, so pretty.

We'll put a little red...

...and some mascara...

Hold still.

Oh, you're such a pretty girl.

Oh, God.

Oh, Jesus God.

I ain't Jesus, honey. Fact.

I just work here.

Now, pick them up, put them back.

We're going inside.

Why?

What do you want me for?

I think we're gonna kill you.

Come on.

Pick it up.

Come on, come on!

Okay, Elaine, he got her.

Hey, pop.

Can't we trust you either?

I told her not to run away. I told her.

You gonna let us keep

some of this stuff, huh?

You know, I found the house.

We're gonna kill you, pop.

All of you.

You...

...and the pig.

And the human being.

A joke, right?

Well, why? What have we done?

Why us? What have we done?

You're here.

- Get dressed, Elaine.

- I am.

You're here, pop.

That's what you done.

"You're here, pop.

That's what you done."

That's what we all have done.

We're here.

Stone Age, here I come.

Hustle, baby, hustle.

Hustle, baby.

I gotta sit down.

I'm a heavy woman.

I just gotta sit down.

We're not covering our faces

no more.

On account that we trust you.

Now, Mr. Wino...

...would you like to sit over here

next to the other witness?

I believe you know her.

Good day, ma'am.

My name

is Randall Simpson O'Connell.

Now, it's too bad that you're not

gonna live to identify me.

I think I'm going to be sick.

Elaine.

Come and watch the human being

be sick in a cage.

Come on and look.

Don't start nothing, I'm coming.

"Don't start nothing," she says.

Human being,

don't you start nothing.

I do not want to die among laughter.

Death is...

...solemn.

You.

Mr. Randall, you let me go, huh?

I never done no harm.

The only person I hurt is myself.

You...

You're just kidding, ain't you?

You...

You ain't gonna kill nobody.

Kill the wino, Essie.

- Now?

- Now.

No, not with no praying,

no cleaning of my dirty soul.

Now, wino.

Hot seat...

...here we come.

Come on, pop.

Wave to the human in the cage, pop.

He's...

...dead, just like that. That's all.

She expected bugle music.

We're going to have a party

We're going to have a party

We're going to have a party

We're gonna have a party

Oh, you missed the short subject.

But we're coming

to the main feature now.

Have your met our human being?

Con permiso, Senor Doctor.

- Scalpel, doctor.

- No, thank you, doctor.

Like we always say

at the Mayo Clinic...

...fingers got made before knives.

Stop right there.

I'm just a hustler.

I ain't even a user.

I'm just a hustler.

No.

No.

She'll be there when we're ready

for dessert.

She doesn't want to die,

that poor woman.

I don't blame her.

I don't want to die either.

I'll pay you to stop this animal orgy,

$10,000 in cash.

Ten thousand? Ten grand?

What's this?

I smell me a trick.

A foxy trick, ain't it?

We'll go downtown together

Tuesday morning,

when the banks open,

and I'll make arrangements.

"Arrangements," huh?

- Now, where was I?

- Randall, that's real money.

What would you do with real money?

Well, we could sit around

and have kids or something.

Go away and have kids,

what the hell?

Kids of yours and mine,

I wouldn't trust them

with a dull kitchen knife.

They'd cut us up the minute

we closed our eyes, right?

Okay.

Let's do her together.

Maybe we gonna sit

in the hot seat all right,

but I got relatives that can use

ten G's pretty well. Let's...

Look, there ain't no ten G's.

Fox... Foxy here is just trying

to stay alive till Tuesday.

- Ain't that right, Foxy?

- On that desk of hers up there,

I've seen bankbooks and like that.

Now, I wanna go and look and see

if I can tell. Ten G's!

If she's got it, Randall,

I wanna try for it.

Oh, you two would believe anything.

Help! Help! Police!

Get police! Help! Help!

Get help! Get police!

Police! Help! H...!

Police! Get police! Help!

Must have just been kids.

There's nobody there.

Some crazy little firecrackers,

that's all.

Kept old Foxy here alive

a couple minutes more,

didn't it, Foxy?

Come on, everybody.

Randall?

- Not yet.

- Now.

- I wanna do her now.

- Essie!

What are you calling Essie for?

- I'll get him, Randall. That's ten G's.

- Come back.

Come back!

You two are the original suckers.

She is smart. She is...

Die! Die! D...!

What is it? What's the joke?

She made herself

two real cute little knives.

Only they bent.

I can't tell by the bankbooks up there.

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