Lost in a Harem Page #2

- They've got to get away.

Wait a minute.

You can't take her away.

Listen, chief,

you can't take her away.

She had nothing to do with it. Me,

and me alone. I wrecked the whole joint.

- Take them away.

- I want a lawyer. A cheap lawyer, I want.

Oh, piffle, diffle...

...in a squiffle, duffle.

Now you made me say a bad word.

You!

- Spell my name right.

- All right, take it easy, fella.

- Have you a reservation here?

- No.

I have to take my business

someplace else.

I changed my mind.

I'll take the room.

- What's your name?

- Harvey D. Garvey.

- Where born?

- Under a sink.

- How do you know?

- Heard the water.

- Come on.

- Get him away.

No, wait. Just a minute.

Now stop pushing.

Shove a little bit, but don't push.

I don't go for it.

Now, come on, let's get going.

Lock him up.

Thattakid.

What is this?

- Lock him up.

- You heard him. Get in.

There. Thattaboy.

Why don't you put me in the same cell

with you and Hazel.

- Same cell?

- Yeah.

You got us all in this trouble, by yourself.

Now stay by yourself.

Oh, Harvey, I'm not mad at you.

Go away.

Hello.

Pete! Pete!

- Stop that madman.

- The guy's killing me!

- Stop that.

- Pete!

- Hurry up. That cell right there.

- Pete! Help me!

What do you mean, I have to stop him?

I don't want to.

- I can't do anything with him.

- Pete! Pete! Pe...

All right, all right, all right.

What are you trying to do,

start another riot?

Picking on a poor old man like this.

Now, apologize to the gentleman.

Go on, apologize.

I am very sorry that I stopped you

from beating me further.

Satisfied? Thank you.

"Gentleman." I don't know.

Gentleman.

He called me a gentleman.

- Thank you.

- That's all right.

Those are the first kind words

I've heard in years.

You see, I haven't always

been a derelict...

...like you.

Now, now... Don't call me

those kind of bad names...

- Would you like to hear my story?

- No.

Very well.

Then I'll tell it to you.

I said that I'd...

I insist on listening. Go ahead.

- Sit down. Go ahead.

- Thank you.

Years ago, my father gave me

the benefit of a very good education.

Then I met her.

Oh, the memory of her.

She was beautiful, glorious.

We were married.

Two years later, a baby boy.

I haven't seen that boy to this very day.

- Did you say a little baby boy?

- Yes, I did.

- Did he have brown eyes?

- Yes, he did.

- And two little teeth in the front?

- Yes! Yes!

- And black hair?

- Yes.

- Daddy!

- Oh, what's the matter with you? Sit still.

Keep quiet.

Stop interrupting the man.

- I thought I found my father.

- Quiet.

- Go right ahead.

- Thank you, sir.

We were very happy, my little family.

One morning we were seated around

the table and a knock came at the door.

I opened the door and there stood a man.

He was broken in health and spirit.

I bade him enter.

I welcomed him into my home.

I said, "Make my home your home."

And he did.

One day I returned from work

to find that home was no longer home.

My wife, the baby

and the stranger had fled.

Then, one day...

...at the banks of the Pokomoko,

I found them.

Suddenly my brain snapped.

All the hatred, all the pent-up emotion

of years suffering welled up within me.

I knew I'd never be satisfied until I had

my bony fingers wrapped around his throat.

So with murder in my heart...

...slowly I turned.

Step by step...

...step by step,

I crept upon him.

And when I saw the sneer on his face,

I struck.

Then I grabbed him and I dragged him

and shook him around.

That's what I did to him.

What's the matter with you?

What are you interrupting the man for?

Oh, my poor friend, I'm sorry.

- I couldn't help myself.

- No. Certainly not.

But every time

I hear the word "Pokomoko"...

...I just wanna kill.

- Take it easy, pal. Take it easy.

- You see...

...every time he hears

that word, Pokomoko...

- Pokomoko!

- Take it easy. Take it easy.

Oh, I knew I'd never be satisfied until I

had his blood running between my fingers.

So slowly I turned.

Step by step...

...step by step,

I crept upon him...

...and when I saw the smirk

on his countenance...

...I grabbed him and I let him have it again.

I hit him from all angles.

I couldn't help myself.

I was going out of my mind.

Stand still.

What's the matter with you?

The man's telling you his life's history.

This is interesting.

- My poor friend, I did it again, didn't I?

- Oh, that's all right. It's all right.

- What's happening to me?

- Nothing. It's all happening over here.

All right. Well, just don't...

Don't use that word, Po...

Don't... Don't... Don't say it.

He me... He means...

Pocahontas.

- Pocahontas!

- It's all right.

- It sounds like Po-ko-komo, or something.

- Pokomoko!

I hide in a cave.

- So slowly l...

- Here we go again!

- Pete!

- Step by step...

- Pete!

...I crept closer and closer.

And when I felt his breath on my face,

I grabbed him once again.

I give it...

Wait a minute. Just a minute.

You've been getting away with murder.

Enough, do you understand?

I've stood by and watched all this,

and I let you get away with it. But no more.

- Come on. Get up.

- There's no use, Miss Hazel.

He'll only knock me down again.

These things cost money.

Be careful how you handle them.

Go on over there and sit down.

Relax.

Thank you, sir.

You can't buy those hats today.

Quiet. The guard will hear.

- What do you want?

- The girl. I have use for her.

Okay. Hey, Hazel. You know the guy

that comes in the caf every night?

- He says he has use for you.

- Well, tell him I have no use for him.

Yes, ma'am.

She says she has no use for you.

Now, what's your comeback?

Hey. Come here. Come here.

- Maybe he can get you out of here.

- Yeah.

I wouldn't leave

without you going with me.

Oh, Miss Hazel, you gotta go,

you and Pete.

I got the both of youse in this trouble.

I'll stay here and face it like a man.

I'll go out on just one condition:

He gets the three of us

out of here.

- Go tell him.

- Okay.

- Miss Hazel wants to know what's cooking.

- I wish to help her escape.

Tell her I'll get her out of here and out of

this evil country if she'll agree to help me.

You gotta take us

out of this evil country.

That will be satisfactory.

I haven't time to explain further.

- Here.

- He'll get us out.

Take this.

- Use this to escape from the cell.

- Use this?

- Certainly.

- What do you want, eat my way out?

You're the dumbest man I ever saw.

- How do you like that?

- It's in the bread.

You know, you saw the bars.

I'm on top of them.

I gotta see them. I'm not blind.

I can't remain any longer.

Use the saw to escape.

I'll wait

to take you away.

Before the sun rises,

we'll be safe in my desert camp.

- Where's that?

- On the banks of the Pokomoko.

Pokomoko!

Everybody, run to the hills!

- Slowly I turn...

- Derelict, look. Look, look.

- Bread.

- Bread.

- Bread. Bread.

- Bread. Bread!

- Easy, buddy.

- What's this?

Look at what's there.

A saw. Oh, I never...

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