Man's Castle Page #3

Uhuh. I know this isn't going to

be a very good stew.

Look at you. Skinny as a rail.

That was not a good idea.

I put those potatoes in too soon.

Who wants to grab hold of a load of bones?

That's all you are, bones.

You know that, don't you?

Yeah, but I'm young kinda..

That don't make no difference.

Maybe it does. Maybe I'll fill out after.

No.. you'll never look like a woman.

You ain't got it in you ever to look like one.

What difference does it make

as long as you are good to me?

I ain't good to you. Don't get that

idea into your nut.

It's what spoils them, being good them.

You've got to step on it if you want to stay

with me, or get your teeth knocked out.

Ha!

Hmm, I think I ought to knock

them out anyway.

Come here.

Oh Bill, what happened to your forehead?

- Never mind my forehead.

Little old Trina.

You dames get some phony ideas alright,

don't you.

Go on, go to work. And if that stew is

burnt, I'll pour it down your back.

Hey, what you want to do? Break it?

- No, no. Take it easy.

No, we're just looking it over.

Hey, stupid.

Oh.. Bill.

Oh Bill.

Ahh.

Bill, I..

Hiya mug!

Gee Stilts, where you been?

Thought you died or something.

Where are the Yanks playing this week?

- Chicago.

Alright.

You told me you wanted Babe Ruth to

autograph a baseball for you, didn't you?

Well, I had to put it up to him, didn't I.

Did he, did he, do it?

Close your eyes.

Come on, come on. Quit kidding around.

Close them tight.

Now open them.

Gee, thanks Stilts.

Gee Stilts.

Yeah, uh, I had to go all the way

to Chicago to talk to the Babe.

Hop a freight?

Yeah, yeah. Rode the rods all the way.

Ain't got the cinders out of my hair yet.

And did Babe write this himself?

Why certainly.. in person.

Thanks Stilts.

And some will hide away.. and be happy.

For just a stolen hour or two.

I'd give a lot if I.. could simplify..

this mess.. we're going.. through.

How much longer.. must I..

long.. for.. you.

That's it.

Hey.. you!

Well.. big boy!

Got any more summons for me?

- Not today.

Did you know I called up the

lawyers office?

And gave word I wanted to see the guy

that served those papers on me.

Yeah.

They sent me somebody by

the name of "Bragg".

I asked him to get in touch with you.

Did he?

Yeah.

Why didn't you look me up?

- I was busy.

What doing? Stilt walking? What's the

idea of the ballyhoo rig?

Well, I tell you lady, it's like this.

There's this hardware store that sold a

stove to a friend on the installment plan.

And today's the first of the month.

I get a dollar an hour for this particular

brand of street-walking.

I need two bucks so I'm going to

walk for two hours.

Would you like to hear the

story of my life?

I'd love to.

What are you doing this afternoon?

Anything that appeals to me.

I'm in suite 1242 at The Towers.

Ha?

The number is on on the door.

Where's Bill?

Out somewhere.

- Where?

I don't know.

That's a fine man you picked

yourself, kid.

Yeah, well he suits me.

Yeah, but do you suit him?

You wouldn't think so the way he's

always playing you down.

Crabbing how skinny you are.

- Well I am skinny,

No you're not. You're slim.

But not skinny.

I know what I'm talking about.

You better not let Bill find that out.

He's got a temper he has.

He's likely to break you in half.

Right smack in half.

Oh no he won't.

Bill's too busy.

Busy with what?

All I know is there's been a blond

actress been on his trail lately.

Well, what about it?

You don't care if he goes out with

other women?

He can go out with forty women

if he wants to. I've got him.

Not that I believe you. Bill's no cheat.

If he wanted anyone else, he'd come to

me first and tell me about it.

Well, if he ever does, you

know where I'm at.

You?

If I'd never met Bill and you were the last

person in the world you couldn't get me.

Now, how do you like that?

Swell. Gives me something to work on.

Different men work in different ways.

Me, I got one principle.

Take your time.

- I don't want to listen to you anymore.

Get out of here Bragg, and stay out!

Sure.

There's no hurry.

So, when you served those papers on me.

You let me in for a suit for 10,000

smackers for "alienation of affection".

What do you want to go around

alienating affections for?

Well, the guy angeled my act.

Can't get backing without some

kind of an I.O.U.

What do you want from me? More backing?

No.. you're not the angel type.

What's the party for, then?

Just to get acquainted.

You certainly shut up the guys that were

meant to keep the bailiffs away from me.

Midgets!

Well, I gave them the boot.

I'm in the market for a new bodyguard now.

You don't need a bodyguard. You look like

you can take care of yourself.

I always have.

Oh, it looks like rain and there's

only five shows today.

You don't have to be afraid of me. I've

got nothing up my sleeve. Honest.

Nothing I haven't seen.

How old are you honey?

- Old enough to know better.

You know.

I got an idea that I won't be here when

that suit against me comes up.

I've got a chance to go to London.

- London? You might as well stay home.

Italy! That's the place.

Was you ever in Italy?

No. were you?

- No, but I'm going.

Boy, there's a place, Italy.

All they do over there is ride in boats

and play guitars.

I met a little Italian tomato once.

Boy, was she able..

Ever since then I've had

a yen to go to Italy.

You know, a guy can do himself a

lot of good over there.

I bet you know all about women.

I know one thing about them. All of them.

- What?

They're all female.

Is that a complement or a fact?

- It's a fact.

You're a funny sort of a beetle.

- No kidding.

Hello Bill.

Your dinner got cold so I put it back

in the stove to warm up.

I had dinner.

Kind of hot today, wasn't it.

Why don't you say what's on your mind?

Why don't you squawk because I came

home late for dinner?

You got a right to come home late, Bill.

Maybe I should have telephoned.

How could you with no phone in the house?

I suppose I ought to make up excuses

for being late..

Listen Bill.

You don't have to make any excuses

to me for anything.

You know you don't. You're

your own boss, Bill.

Damn right I am.

- Sure you are.

Did you pay the installment on the stove?

- Yeah.

Here's the receipt.

Now, you see how easy it is? In nine

month's that stove is going to be ours.

Oh, I bet you're tired.

Come on honey, lie down.

Hey you big butterfingered Palooka!

Aw gee Red, something must

have got in my eye.

Yeah freight cars. You gotta keep your

mind on the game and not the trains.

Oh listen, Red..

I don't want any excuses. Something's

come over you in the last couple of weeks.

You've been no good to us.

Don't I get another chance?

No! Give me your glove, You're through.

Hey Slacks.

Oh listen Red..

- Go on.. scram. Come on fellahs.

How you doing Ira?

Oh.. coming along.

Dang weeds grow as fast as

you can pull them.

That's a dire-looking layout

if I ever saw one.

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