No Time for Love Page #6

This is Miss Grant, and that's

Mr. Roger. Get off your horse.

Glad to know you. My name

is O'Conner. How are you?

Patrick Aloysius.

Now look, pal. We got roped

in here on a bum steer.

What's the word?

Confidentially, the corned

beef and cabbage stinks.

What's good then? Nothing.

Nothing in the joint is good.

Now, don't be letting

on that I wised you up...

...but did you ever hear of a

place by the name of Murphy's?

Did I ever hear of Murphy's?

Hey, that's an idea.

Come on, let's get out of

here. I'll show you how to eat.

Thanks, O'Conner.

Tell Murphy that I ain't

been able to be around lately.

...on the account of me old lady

is using me for Red Cross bandages.

Sure, I'll do it. You

owe for two drinks, bud.

Adios, butch.

Now you're talking.

Here you are, pal.

Thanks. So long.

Here you are. What are you doing in here?

Come on, let's go home. Come on.

Oh, sit down, you!

Drinks? Yeah, coffee.

Coffee. Milk.

Not bad for four bits, huh?

I know men with ulcers

who'd give $10 for a whiff.

And whatever else Murphy

is, he's certainly generous.

Come on, eat up. You've needed

something like this for years.

Just how do you mean that?

Don't get touchy. I mean you need

a little ketchup in your life.

What a thought!

Ketchup.

Well, blow my torch, if it ain't Superman.

How are you, noisy?

You remember Clancy. Miss Grant.

Oh, Lady Bad Luck, glad to see you.

Hiya, Clancy. The name's

Kate. How's things in the cave?

The name's Roger. Glad to know you, pal.

Who you hitting?

Thought it was the custom.

The tunnel ain't been the same without

you. Not a good fight in two days.

What's happened to Morrisey?

He'd challenge a dead duck.

He's in the back room with

the mob, spoiling for a brawl.

Come on, bring your friend.

We just came in here for a bite.

The lady means she's a lady.

The lady means she didn't want

Ryan to lose his beautiful teeth.

Lead on, Clancy.

Now there's a woman with a head of her own.

She get like this often? Only

when annoyed by men named Ryan.

Hey! Look what I found. Hello.

Hey, what's the idea? You

know the rules. No dames.

Morrisey, your mouth is too loud.

You know, all I've heard from

sandhogs are rules against women.

It would be interesting to

learn how a sandhog is born.

That's telling them, Miss Kate. Grab a chair.

Oh, don't be so formal. Call me "Toots. "

Hiya, slaves. Oh, Superman.

The old windbag himself.

This is Roger. He's a friend of Miss Grant's.

I guess you remember her from the tunnel.

I'd give a buck and a

half if I could forget her.

She cost you your job. What

are you hanging around her for?

Or am I being too commercial?

I could poke you in the nose for an answer.

When you grow up, you could.

Oh, and there's plenty of room to fight here.

Now, you stay out of this, Peter,

or I'll join in and choose you.

You try a punch and I'll be in it. Me, too.

Which side? Either side.

Waiter, could I have a check?

Well, somebody hit somebody

so we can get going.

Now wait a minute... Let him alone.

I wanna see if I can send him

through the door without opening it.

Oh, now listen to me, all of you.

You're acting like a bunch of children.

What good is fighting if you don't

know what you're fighting for?

We're gonna see who's head man.

I've no illusions.

The head man doesn't get

there by brute strength.

He uses a combination of

qualities. Brains, agility.

Hey, that sounds like dirty

fighting to me. Shut up!

Listen, tell them what you mean,

so I can understand it better.

Well, I mean, here you are, ready

to beat each other's brains out.

...over a simple argument that

could be settled without a blow.

Like how? Like...

Roger, get over to the piano. Oh, piano.

Now, the rest of you, move

this table out of the way.

Come on. Well, come on!

Come on, you heard what the lady said.

Put it over there, will you?

That Ryan sure picks some

pips. Now look what he brings.

I remember as a girl we used this method.

...to decide who was our natural leader.

What are you getting at? Musical chairs.

Musical chairs with these kiddies?

Well, why not? They want

to find out who's the boss.

Why should everybody bleed to death?

Now let's see. One, two, three...

...four, five, six, seven, eight, nine!

Now I want eight chairs. One,

two, three, four, five, six.

Now two more. You see? There's

one less chair than there are men.

Now you form a circle around

here. Come on. Right over here.

And you keep marching so

long as the music plays.

The minute it stops, you sit down.

The one who's left without

a chair is out. See?

I remember this. This is a game for babies.

What else do you think you are? Babies.

Oh, no, come on, boys. Oh, please.

Now if you'll give me half a chance...

I'll prove to you the superiority

of mind over a broken jaw.

Yeah, let Toots show us how it

works. Bring back the chairs.

Thank you, Clancy. Now put that

down, Roger, and play. Go on.

Now, all right, march.

Now remember, grab a

chair when the music stops.

Oh, no, no. Don't fight, boys. Just sit down.

No! Not here. Wait.

Stop it!

Oh, my goodness! No, stop.

Here, here, get over it. No, stop it.

Who hit me?

No, no, Clancy. Clancy, you're eliminated.

Now where are the chairs? Here.

Here's mine. All right, put them down.

Put them down. Just like they were.

That right. That's fine now. Here.

All right? Now we're ready again.

Roger.

Now, boys, don't fight. Use

your heads. Use your heads.

All right, you're eliminated.

Oh, no, boys, you haven't got the

idea at all. Now play it right.

Now, now, now. Stop it. Stop it!

All right.

He horned in after I sat

down. That ain't fair.

What are you talking about?

I sit while you're trying to

make up your big, fat mind.

No, no, no. Morrisey, I'm

sorry, Pete was here first.

Yeah? I'm staying where I'm sitting.

Oh, you are? Boys.

Making your own rules, huh?

Let go of me now, you goofs.

Let go of me, you goofs.

You're right, this is a

lot better than fighting.

Well!

I could have dropped you off at

your place, the same as Roger.

After all, the champ deserves the best.

It'll be simpler to take the subway.

Good night. Ryan...

Yeah?

You don't think much of me, do you?

What difference does it make?

I'd like to know why.

I didn't say I don't like you.

You looked pretty good

tonight with your hair down.

Could have had any sandhog in the place.

Except you.

You want me?

Why should I? Then quit playing.

I'll see you tomorrow.

You see what your trouble

is? Your head's full of hash.

You could say, "Ryan, I'm nuts about you. "

You might find out I feel

the same way about you.

Instead of that, you play Chinese checkers.

What on earth gave you the

idea that I'm nuts about you?

Well, are you or aren't

you? Well, of course not.

Then what do you want from me?

Why can't I catch the subway?

Go ahead and catch it.

Would you mind if I quit my job?

If you want to. But do

you mind telling me why?

Because the longer I'm

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