Out of the Fog Page #3

to smoke outside of their own homes.

Here.

- Look, Pop.

Nine hours a day I'm a nice young lady.

The smiling, cheerful voice

of the Telephone Company.

Friendly but virtuous.

Never a wrong number.

At night let me relax, Pop.

Got a match?

Sorry.

- It's okay, I'll get one down the pier.

See you later, Pop.

Anything wrong with Stella, Jonah?

Oh no. She's just high-strung and

nervous like all the other young girls.

If you are looking for a light ..

Thank you very much.

I'll get a light down the pier.

- That's alright girl. Here you are.

That's a nice perfume you use. Violet?

- Well?

Well, violet is a first-class smell.

I like it.

Well, I'm glad you like it.

Thank you so much for the light.

My name is "Goff".

- I beg your pardon?

I repeat:
my name is "Goff".

Sorry. I never heard of you.

You will soon. From coast

to coast, they'll hear of me.

I can wait.

- Just a minute.

Excuse me.

But I really shouldn't be talking to a man

I've never been formally introduced to.

Look baby, you only live

seventy years if you're lucky.

We haven't got time to wait for

formal introductions. Especially women.

How long do you think a woman

has got anyway? Say, fifteen years?

You can rot in Brooklyn

for the rest of your life ..

Without meeting anybody but that

boyfriend of yours. What's his name?

And you're not the type to rot, sister.

You must be a very successful man.

You've got a successful attitude.

You're alright. I could tell

when I first laid eyes on you.

You've got class. You don't

find that much in Brooklyn.

Well, it doesn't do you

much good in Brooklyn.

Who would have thought, on a pier

in the middle of Winter? A girl like you.

How do you know what kind of girl I am?

Oh I can tell. There's a look in

your eye. It sticks out all over you.

Say, I have business to attend to. Say I

meet you on the pier in 15 minutes?

It's been very pleasant to talk with

you, but I have a date for tonight.

With Mr Whatsisname?

- I beg your pardon, mister.

But I said I have a previous engagement.

Talk English, will you. What do think

you are doing? Writing a business letter?

Well, I think I'll be going now.

Come on, I'll take you where you

want. The moon if you say the word.

This is a holiday evening. It's Saturday

night in a mining town. Where to, sister?

Good night.

- I'll see you in 15 minutes.

Don't bet on it.

- I'll bet on it.

Good evening, gentlemen.

So that's your little tub, huh?

Millions of gallons of water and

he has to throw it in our boat.

Yes?

- I'll make it short, boys.

I'm the Admiral Dewey of Brooklyn.

I protect Sheepshead Bay from pirates.

We're not interested.

We don't believe in pirates.

I get $5 a week to protect boats from

pirates if you believe in them or not.

Go away Mr Goff.

You see Mr Goff ..

We've been leaving our boat here for three

years and nothing's ever happened to it.

My fee is $5 a week. You're

getting my special Winter rate.

Because you have a very pretty daughter.

What do you know about my daughter?

That's a nice boat you got there.

Pretty name, too: "Enterprise The 3rd".

I'd hate to see the Enterprise The 3rd

at the bottom of the bay.

Being used by the fish

for their Rotary lunches.

Go away bluffer, go away.

Well, let's think it over.

- Sure, sure. Take plenty of time.

I'll see you here tomorrow night.

Nice to make your acquaintance, boys.

We don't have to think about

anything. Goodbye, chiseller.

Look Pop, I ain't kidding. If you know

what's good for you won't be so stubborn.

I'll call Magruder.

You do and you won't see

that boat tomorrow night.

Please Jonah, don't be a hero.

Alright Mr Goff, come back tomorrow.

I'll have you put in jail.

Magruder!

Magruder!

Why are you calling that Cop?

I told you not to do that.

If you open your mouth to that flatfoot,

tomorrow there's no Enterprise The 3rd.

Listen, Jonah. Every place you go,

you got to pay to be allowed to live.

Who are we that we should

fight with a man like that?

We are two old men,

so we pay the $5 a week.

Tell him, sport.

- I beg you, what's $5 a week?

What's up Jonah? What's the trouble?

I have ..

I have a sandwich left over, Magruder.

A ham sandwich with rye bread.

- Why thanks, Jonah.

You know, there is nothing

better for a late snack.

Now I have to pay for this fishing-rod.

Good evening, Florence dear.

Well, it's twelve midnight.

How do you do Mrs Goodwin.

I hope you are feeling good tonight.

I feel terrible Mr Johnson.

Hang it up, Jonah.

Yes, dear.

Maybe you'll be better soon, Mrs Goodwin.

- I doubt it.

Are those fish, Mr Johnson?

- Yes.

Four of them, Florence.

Well, please do not place the fish in the

middle of the living room, Mr Johnson.

Oh, please forgive me.

In the kitchen, please.

- Yes, excuse me please.

Is there anything wrong, Mrs Goodwin?

Nothing. No, take it.

- Thank you.

Well .. I'm going to bed.

Oh, I won't sleep.

But I might as well lie down.

Goodnight, Florence dear.

Don't sound so happy

to get rid of me. Please.

Florence.

Are you retiring for the

night, Mrs Goodwin?

Yes ..

- Then, sleep well.

How can I Mr Johnson? When you bring half

the Atlantic ocean into my living room.

Florence, remember Mr Johnson

is a guest in our house.

The coffee is ready, Jonah.

In the kitchen, Olaf.

Stella.

Yes, Pop?

- Stella.

You weren't going to bed without

saying goodnight, were you?

I thought you were asleep.

Why, you've got colour in your

cheeks and your eyes are dancing.

Hey Olaf, look. Look at

how excited she looks.

You must have had a wonderful

time. You did, didn't you?

Yes, Pop. I had a swell time.

- Where is George?

George?

- Why didn't you bring him in?

Well, he has to work for a living.

He has to get up early .. like me.

Goodnight, Pop.

Pleasant dreams.

Goodnight Stella. Pleasant dreams.

Well, I guess I'd better be going too.

Alright Olaf. I'll walk

to the door with you.

Goodnight Jonah. And don't worry about

Goff. Everything is going to be alright.

Oh yes .. everything

is going to be alright.

Olaf, we're getting old.

We must take a stand some place.

Let's take a stand in the little boat

before we're pushed right off the earth.

Jonah.

Not a cent! We won't give

that hoodlum a cent.

Alright Olaf. I'll meet you tomorrow

night at Caroline's as always.

But remember Olaf.

Not a cent, not one cent.

Good evening Mr Goodwin.

I'm sorry to bother you, but Stella

promised to meet me at the store.

I waited and waited but she never showed

up. I thought something might be wrong.

No. No, nothing wrong.

Stella wasn't feeling very well.

She went to bed early.

You sure it's nothing serious?

- No, it's nothing at all.

She'll be alright in the morning.

Goodnight, George.

Goodnight.

Wait a minute George. I'll walk

down the street a ways with you.

Goodnight Jonah. You will pick me

up tomorrow night at Caroline's?

Yes, at Caroline's.

Stella.

[ off. Jonah's wife ]

"Jonah .. Jonah, come to bed."

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