Mr. Lucky Page #7

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For a family that was always getting

into trouble, they did alright.

It's just that they never seemed to behave

the way people expected them to.

Look at them. The crazy darlings.

Maybe it will give you some idea

of why I don't make sense.

- What did he do?

- Well he was a great admirer of the ladies.

He was a hunter and maker of 19th

century love.

- Where'd he get his dough?

- From him!

He wrote poetry, privately printed

at his own expense.

Where'd he get his dough?

From him. He wasted his entire life

trying to spend the family fortune.

- It finally killed him.

- Where's the guy who made the dough in the first place?

Over here. My great, great grandfather.

From log cabin to riches. Know

how he died?

He was shot in a mill at Harpers Ferry.

He joined John Brown and his fight

to free the slaves.

He was a slave owner himself but...

he listened to a crazy yankee farmer and...

caught fire from his words.

The family had quite a time living him down.

They did huh.

Hello.

Oh, well, will you call me when you get a line

through. It's quite important.

Thank you.

What are you gonna use for an

argument when you get him?

Oh I'm not going to say much. He's

going to do most of the talking.

He's going to tell me about your 3 convictions

and I'm going to tell him I don't care.

What 3 convictions?!

Oh don't pretend Joe, it's alright.

No, no. What are you talking about?

I know all about it. The policeman

told me today.

Go on, I never took a wrap in my life!

Please Joe, be honest.

Well alright I haven't always been on

the level...

but I've kept my ears clean as far

as John Law was concerned.

Hello? Grandfather?

Now don't get excited, I'm in Maryland.

You sent those policemen to the

office today, didn't you!

I did indeed. I'm going to have that blackguard

put behind bars for the rest of his natural life.

You know the laws of Maryland don't you!

Well unless you give me your word

of honor the police will be called off...

I'm going to marry him!

- What?!

- Marry him!

Oh I can't, can I!

I'll give you just 10 seconds to

make up your mind.

1, 2, 3...

4, 5, 6, 7...

Well call my bluff then.

8, 9...

Times up.

Give me your word then.

Your solemn word!

Thank you darling. Don't worry.

Good night.

Well, didn't I tell you to leave it up to me!

- Yeah you were great.

- But it worked.

Why wouldn't it work. You had a swell

club to smack him with... me!

- Joe.

- You think the worst thing is to marry me?!

To people like you, folks like me

are animals.

We're so bad.

And you're so very good.

What do you expect, credit for it?!

How could you be anything else with

what you started out with.

You ought to be horse whipped if you

didn't turn out right.

And what are you so high and mighty about?!

What did you ever do. He's the guy that

made all your dough for you...

and he was born in a log cabin.

You know where I grew up?

In a one room shack with a dirt floor.

You talk about this side of your family

and that side of your family...

as far as I know we only had 1 side

and it was awful poor.

Lots of times there wasn't what for to eat.

That's why I ran away when I was 9. I got

tired of being hungry...

and seeing my old lady go hungry

until she died.

- Oh please Joe.

- I'm not complaining...

It's okay with me.

But I just got a lesson in what gives

with your kind of people.

My kind!?

I just know that your kind can look through

me like...

I was a pane of dirty glass.

It's not me Joe, it's people like grandfather.

I thought you knew how I felt.

Sure I know, anything for the cause.

I'm not kidding myself, sister.

I know how I stand with you after

you cash in on me.

You're wrong about me, Joe.

Come on.

We can quarrel all the way back to NY.

Will you scatter the fire.

You meant that about me being wrong!

I should have slapped your face.

Why didn't you?

Cause you would have slapped mine back.

I don't know what to make of a dame like you.

Neither do I.

Yes I do.

Hey, hey... your home.

- You'd better take the car darling.

- Okay.

Won't you say something?

Don't you like it?

I don't know.

I don't know whether I like it or not.

NO LEFT TURN:

He says... I don't quite understand it

but he says that...

he's a heap of coke.

- A heap of...

- That's what he said, miss.

Hey... tie that thing again for me, will ya.

Yeah, I liked it!

I don't want any slip ups. Start spreading

at 7:
30, ready to spring at 8:00.

The Crunk will be in the cage. He's

got 6 G's to start the games with.

I'm taking the cash boxes with the

false bottoms to the hotel myself Joe.

See those dames don't get their hands

on em. Hey, watch that!

Soon as we fold, everybody back

to the boat.

That's all.

Hey Swede, are you set to sail tonight?

I've ordered the tugs and the tide

will be just right.

Good. Swede, what do you know

about Bascopolous?

I don't mean me... the sailor that

kicked off. My name sake.

Well nothing much Joe, why?

I just got an idea I might have got

somebody wrong.

A letter came for him the other day...

Hey Crunk, give me that shirt. For

Bascopolous?

Yeah, I was gonna tear it up...

Wait a minute, I've got it on

me here somewhere.

- Yeah, here it is.

- Open it up.

- What's it say?

- It's in Greek.

- Anybody on the boat read Greek?

- No.

Too bad, I'd like to know about that guy.

I tell you what you can do. There's a little

Greek church about a block from the pier...

Why don't you drop in and have the priest

read it to you on the way uptown.

Yeah, I might do that.

I came to say so long Joe. Got my call

for tomorrow.

- Want to go to our party?

- No thanks.

- Need any dough?

- Nah, I'm okay.

Alright soldier, all the luck.

Thanks Joe.

- You wish to see me?

- Yeah father.

I got a letter here, it's written in Greek.

I can't read Greek.

Kind of in a hurry, but I'll pay you

if you'll read it for me.

You can drop it in the poor box

as you go out.

I'm here to help those who need it.

From your mother, huh?

Yes so it is. Your mother has a very

good name...

Maria, a holy name.

"Joseph, my beloved son."

"God grant this letter reaches you."

"Always you have broken my heart..."

"by the wicked things you have done."

"Yet surely when you hear of the

terrible thing..."

"that has happened to those who love you..."

"I believe that God will open your eyes..."

"and cleanse your heart."

That's enough father, thanks. I just

wanted to know who it was from.

"I write to tell you of my great pride

in my other sons..."

"your brothers. Now it must be

your pride too..."

"as well as your sorrow."

"It happened two Sundays ago..."

"as we were coming from church."

"There was a roaring in the sky..."

"and suddenly, great parachutes began

to drift down..."

"toward the meadow below the village."

"We were too startled to do more than stare..."

"with open mouths."

"Save for your brother, Petros."

"His face grew black with anger."

"Men of Greece, he shouted to the others..."

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