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that make to you?

I was telling mr. Hawkins, a friend

of Thelma's, what a smart man you was.

You don't have to

further my humiliation.

Why, Homer, nobody's

humiliating nobody.

Who is this Hawkins? What kind

of a woman is your friend Thelma?

Where have you been?

What have you been doing?

I've been to the fair

and had some fun.

Don't you want your Mamie

to have a good time?

Look, Mamie, I...

oh, my poor Homer.

Eyes are all red

and watery.

My eyes are red

with shame.

Why, Homer, you ain't done

nothin' to be ashamed of.

Slinking up back alleys with my

collar turned up to hide my disgrace.

Now, honey-bun, you know how

upset you get after drinking.

I can't stand it

any longer.

I'll put an end to myself

- that's what I'll do.

Homer, you give that to me.

Give it right to me.

I only gave it to you because

you was afraid of burglars.

Now, you mustn't

play with it.

Someday I'll do it. Someday

I'll have the courage.

Now, don't you want your

Mamie to rub your head for you,

like a good

little boy?

I'm not a little boy.

I'm ill!

Why, of course you are.

You're a great big boy.

Oh, dear. Poor Homer.

Ain't got no gin left.

That's what's

the matter with you.

The big bad gin's

all gone, ain't it?

Well, Mamie'll

get you some money

so you can buy

some more.

I won't take any money!

I won't take

money from you!

Why don't you go out and get a job-

get some money

of your own?

The work Homer does

takes brains.

They'll never

read his book,

even if he does

finish it.

Now, here you are, Homer.

Take it and have a good time.

I'll take it.

And I hope you enjoy

my degradation.

It's all right

with me, toots.

Now, Homer, don't get tight and fall

in a ditch like you done the last time.

If he fell in the ditch

and I was along,

I'd just cover him up

and let him lay.

Going down

to the beach?

Yeah. Why?

Hop in, and I'll

give you a ride.

I ain't

takin' no chances.

You don't have

to be scared

of a silly old man

like me.

Oh, I ain't

exactly scared.

Hop in, then.

I'm just hankering

to have a talk

with somebody.

Well...

I ain't got much

to talk about.

You don't have

to worry.

I'll do

all the talking.

Get down

to the beach often?

Going fishing?

Nope. Clamming.

Oh, you like

to eat clams?

I ain't gonna train 'em

for no circus.

That's what I get

for being nosy.

Why don't you buy 'em in

town? Save you a long trip.

They got to be fresh on

account of my sister Honeybell.

What's the matter

with her?

She's sick.

If they ain't fresh,

she might get

an awful sick stomach.

Oh, I'm sorry

to hear about that.

Do you live

down at the beach?

Yeah. I run

a hamburger stand

down by

the fish canneries.

Hmm. Funny. I was going to have

my lunch down at the beach today,

but I forgot

my pocketbook.

Maybe I could

fix you up.

Oh, I didn't

mean it that way.

That's all right.

Why ain't you at school?

Don't have to be.

Why not?

I get my learnin'

from my pa.

Is he a schoolteacher

or something?

No. He went to college. He's

learning me all about them old greeks.

Well, I wouldn't know

about them.

They was mighty smart.

Don't the authorities

never say nothin'

about you not going

to school?

I'm older than I look.

What do you wear

them pigtails for?

Well, if fellas think you're

a kid, they leave you be.

They're just to keep the

fellas from getting fresh.

You don't mean me, too?

You're a fella,

ain't you?

I'm just an old hunk

of buzzard bait.

You used to be a fella.

I'll say I was!

You said something, kid!

Well, here we are.

What did you say your

name was? Ellie May.

Well, come on in,

Ellie May.

We'll see if we can't fix you

up a sandwich or something.

Maybe I hadn't oughta.

You're hungry, ain't ya?

Yeah, but I ain't

got any money.

You can pay it

some other time.

You can have my

share of them fish canneries.

Them sardines is

getting me down.

You get used to the smells

after 5 or 6 years.

How'd you like

to top off your lunch

with a nice slab

of sardine pie?

I ain't

feeling so good now.

Nobody feels good

that eats in here.

Leave off

them corny jokes.

You got to give the customers

something for their money.

Our food ain't no good.

Fix up that kid

with something to eat.

Boy, you're sure picking

them young, grandpappy-

right out of

grammar school.

What'll it be, al?

One of your 10 centers.

They're good ones.

Made 'em myself.

Best manila rope

in town.

A little longer, you could

hang yourself with it.

Bad enough

to have to smoke 'em.

Uh, don't look now,

but there's a truant officer

standing right behind you.

What'll it be, sister?

What do you think

I ought to have?

Well, you can't serve

that to schoolkids.

How about a nice bowl

of alphabet soup?

Here you are.

Don't pay no attention

to him. His mind wanders.

Maybe it never

came back.

You ain't getting

no laughs on her, big boy.

She'll laugh when she

eats that sandwich.

We paint the ham on

with a brush.

There's the whistle.

Well, give my regards

to the sardines.

Can I take this

with me?

Sure, go ahead.

Thank you.

Where's a good place this

kid can dig some clams?

What kind of clams

does she want?

The kind that don't

make so much noise.

That ought

to shut you up.

Say, she ain't so bad

on the comeback.

Never mind about her.

Did you get to town

and get them bolts

for the pump?

Aw, ain't no rush

about them bolts.

Maybe there ain't no rush for

you, but there is for the pump.

Say, who is that kid,

anyhow?

Never mind

who that kid is.

If you could get your mind

off women for 5 minutes,

we might be able to do

something around here.

Who wants to get

their mind off women?

How you doin'?

Doing all right.

Getting any clams?

There ain't any. I told them some

of your jokes, and they ran away.

You don't think

I'm funny, do you?

Nope. Well, I don't, either.

What do you tell

them dumb jokes for?

In my business, you

got to have repartee.

Got to have what?

Repartee. You don't

put on an act,

they go someplace

else to eat.

What's that got

to do with me?

Oh, nothing, except

when you didn't laugh,

I figured

you had some sense.

You know, them portugee

gals will laugh at anything.

Well, I ain't

a portugee gal.

That's what I say.

Hey, you ain't

doin' that right.

Who says I ain't?

You expect to find

clams under them rocks?

Maybe you know better.

You ought to have

a clam rake.

Maybe I oughta,

but I ain't got one.

There's a right way and a

wrong way to do everything.

What are you

gonna do with that?

What did you think

I was gonna do-

hit you over

the head with it?

Well, you better not.

Come on out here.

I want to show you

something

you don't know.

Now, anybody knows

you can't find clams

above the high water

mark. Well, what of it?

I'm just telling you.

So we both know

there must be clams

down here someplace.

What are you gonna do

with that rock?

I'll show you. Take

the rock, drop it...

clams spit, that's how

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