Only Angels Have Wings Page #9

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Your neck's broken, Kid.

Funny.

Wondered why|I couldn't feel anything.

Well, guess this is it.

That's...

- What is it?|- Get that bunch out of here quick!

Get out, hurry up.

You, too, Doc.|Use both feet.

What is it, fella?|Come on, you can tell me.

- I didn't want them to see me.|- Sure, sure.

- I'm not scared, Geoff.|- Of course you're not.

It's just that...

it's like doing something new...

like when I made|my first solo.

I didn't want anybody|watching then, either.

Yeah.

I don't know how good|I'm gonna be at this.

Do you want me to go, too?

I'd hate to pull a boner|in front of you, Geoff.

Sure.|Sure, I know.

Here you are.

So long, Kid.

So long, Geoff.

Hi, Dutch.

Got a match?

Well, this...

Here. The final paychecks.

The field is closed down.

We are licked.

Okay, Dutchy.

Calling Lookout.

Go ahead, Geoff.

Let me know when it clears, Tex.|We're all set down here.

Whaf about fhe Kid, Geoff?

Broke his neck.|Took off a few minutes ago.

- Deal me in.|- Get a seat.

I took care of everything|out on the field.

Thanks, fella.|Give me a drink.

You send for me, Carter?

Yes. The Kid asked me|to buy you a drink.

Thanks.

- Baldy, put it on the table.|- Wait a minute.

- Why not have it with us?|- Sure. Why not? How about you, Judy?

- Thanks.|- Come on, boys, set 'em up.

Cigarette?

How are the hands coming?

Not bad.

- Here you are, fella.|- Look out. You'll spill it.

- Got it?|- Okay now?

- Can you make it?|- I'll be all right.

- Here you are, Judy.|- Thanks.

- Come on, drink hearty.|- Here's how.

Here's everything I could find.

Help yourself.

No, I don't want any.

Not much to show for 22 years.

So long, Sparks.

Going, Bonnie?

Nobody asked me to stay.

Imagine, all the things happening to me|in the last few days...

and I haven't got a picture|to show for it.

Aren't you gonna say good-bye|to him?

I think you ought to.

You do?

I think he'd want you to.

Are you sure?

He might not act like it,|but I think he would.

Well, if you think I ought to.

I think you should.

I don't mind doing it|if you say so.

- I do say so.|- You do?

Well, I guess I'd better go ahead|and do it, then.

Hello, Geoff.

Hello, Bonnie.

I just thought I wanted to...

Well...

Sparks thought that before I go,|I better...

I don't know.

That's all I wanted to say.|Just...

He said you'd like it,|but I don't know. You never...

Oh, Geoff, you're crying.

Please, don't.

I'll never be able to...

Never be able to what, Bonnie?

I'll never be able to say it|if you...

Say what?

I was going to say good-bye.

Geoff, do you want me to stay|or don't you?

- Well, Bonnie...|- Calling Barranca.

Calling Barranca.|What's the matter down there?

- Calling Barranca!|- Go ahead.

Geoff, storm's breaking up.|Wind's dropping down to a whisper.

Yeah? Wait a minute.|Hey, Sparks!

Sparks! Get him, will you?

- How's the pass?|- Clearing fast as a cat licking cream.

- What do you want?|- Wind up #7. The pass is clearing.

How 'bout it?

Stand by. It won't be long now.

Moon's breaking through.

Here she comes.|She's shinin' harder than $700.

Let 'em come!

- We're coming. How 'bout it?|- You and me?

- Why not?|- Let's get going.

- What do you think of that?|- What is?

The pass is clearing.|We've just got time to make it.

- How are you going to fly?|- I've got one good arm.

- And I've got another.|- I don't know...

Cheer up, Dutchy.|Our contract's as good as in the bag.

- Come on.|- So long. Keep that coffee warm.

I won't be here.|I'm going on the boat.

- Nobody asked me to stay.|- They haven't?

No. And you wouldn't ask anybody|to do anything, would you?

That's right.

Here, we'll flip the coin for it.|Tails you go, heads you stay.

- Heads. What about it?|- I won't stay that way.

You won't?

I'm hard to get, Geoff.|All you have to do is ask me.

Here's a souvenir for you.|I like that saying good-bye.

So long, Bonnie.

Son of a gun.

Hey, Geoff!

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