Racing with the Moon Page #2

Because they were all dropping

dead in January and February,

and she was doing all

the kissing in December.

There was a definite

cause-and-effect relationship there.

What is he, a friend of yours?

Hopper, why do you keep

looking over there?

No reason.

I saw Sally.

Oh, yeah?

Where?

At the Point.

How'd it go with you two?

Okay, I guess.

I think I spooked her.

- What do you mean?

- Who knows with women?

- Switch with me.

- What are you...?

- Switch places.

- Jesus, Hopper!

Hurry.

There's a draft over...

- Oh, I see. Who is she?

- Who?

Screw, who is she?

- Some girl.

- Hey, Arnie, another victim.

May I help you?

Hi. Yes, what kind of pie

have you got today?

Brown pie.

All right, fine,

I'll have a piece.

- And could you wrap it, please?

- You bet.

One piece of brown pie,

coming up.

I'd like a piece, mister.

Just a minute, sir.

I'm waiting on the lady.

Oh, I just want one piece.

- It's on special today.

- Oh, thank you. That's very nice.

Thanks a lot.

Bye-bye.

Hey, Hopper, what the

hell are you doing?

The man's out of his mind.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Hey.

Wait up.

Hopper, what the hell's

the matter with you?

Oh, Christ, she's a Gatsby.

She works at the goddamn

movie theater.

Her dad probably owns it.

Come on, lover boy,

let's go home.

Come on.

Hey.

Hey.

Customer's not going anywhere,

you know.

Listen, Henry, I know how you and

Nicky wanna get into this thing.

But you gotta understand it's

different for your mother.

This war, it just scares her.

That's why she's

riding you so hard.

Now...

...when you get over there,

I want you to write.

Doesn't have to be much, just a

few lines, so she can sleep easier.

You think you can do that, son?

I bet she looks like a rose

and smells as sweet.

What's her name?

I don't even know.

P-47 Thunderbolt.

Bullet-shaped spinner.

Straight trailing.

How the hell should I know?

Oh, Christ.

Oh, Mrs. Spangler.

Religion's a little shaky.

Oh, I forgot, I have to call

Sam O'Reilly about that.

I better do it now.

Damn it, Elmer.

Someday I'm gonna take

that cane away from you.

Hi.

- Hi.

- How was the pie?

Fine.

Can I help you

with something?

Oh, no, thanks, just doing

a little college prep work.

I can see.

- Hey, what's your name?

- Why?

What do you mean, why?

I don't go out

with strangers.

Who said anything

about going out?

Besides, if you told me your name,

we wouldn't be strangers.

I don't think so.

Hey, how'd you

like the flowers?

Oh, so you're the one!

Well, at least

you're harmless.

Harmless?

What the hell's that mean?

I mean, you could've been

some kind of maniac.

Well, what makes you

think I'm so harmless?

It's not supposed to be an insult.

What are you, some kind of a dolt?

Oh, first I'm harmless, now...

What the hell is this?

Oh, I take it back,

you are definitely not harmless.

Oh, isn't he a dream?

Just looking at him

makes me feel dizzy.

- What'll it be, girls?

- I'll have a grilled-cheese sandwich

- and a cherry Coke.

- Me too.

- So did you think about it?

- What?

You know, Christmas Eve.

- Oh, Gretchen.

- And?

Oh, I don't know.

Blind dates again.

I hate new towns.

Oh, come on, Caddie,

it'll be good for you.

We'll have a ball, I promise.

Just one night, right?

He's shipping out the

day after Christmas.

- You'll never see him again.

- You'll be there?

- Every second.

- Do you promise?

- Yes.

- Okay.

Thanks, Caddie!

He really...

He's a dream!

If he wasn't my cousin,

I'd go out with him.

He looks just

like Robert Walker.

- I bet.

- Well, sort of.

Who are you going with?

I don't know. I was gonna

go with Bobby Michaels,

but he says he's sworn off

women for the duration.

Yeah, this war is

driving them all crazy.

Why not go with one of the

boys from the theater?

Too fresh. Last night,

Eddie Richards tried to drag me

behind the popcorn machine.

You're lucky you're in the booth.

Inside is hell.

Hey, what about this guy?

Henry?

How do you know him?

Henry and I sort of ran into

each other at the library.

Henry Nash in the library?

I didn't even think he

knew how to read.

He's sort of cute,

don't you think?

Well...

- Yeah, but I couldn't just ask him.

- Oh, come on.

- No, I couldn't ask him.

- Leave it to me. I'll do it. I'll do it.

- Okay.

- Just watch this.

Henry?

I have to apologize, I'm afraid

I was awfully rude earlier.

- Oh, that's all right.

- I didn't introduce myself.

- My name's Caddie Winger.

- Henry Nash.

Oh, it's a pleasure, Henry.

Are you working

this afternoon?

Working?

Yeah, you work here,

don't you?

Oh, you mean last night.

No, I was just helping out.

Oh, that was nice of you.

- I do what I can.

- Yeah.

Henry, I don't suppose

you're free on Christmas Eve?

- Christmas Eve?

- Yeah, you're probably spending it

- with your family.

- Oh, with my family, right. No.

Oh, no?

Well, what I mean is, I would be,

but my mom, that's my mother,

she's gonna be working

with the USO that night.

And Dad...

Dad's...

- Dad's going fishing.

- Fishing?

- Yeah.

- On Christmas Eve?

Yeah.

At night?

Well, yeah,

it's kind of a tradition.

You know how other people

have turkey on Christmas?

We have fish.

Oh, that's great. Well, then,

you are free Christmas Eve?

Definitely.

- You wanna go out?

- Definitely.

Really? Oh, that's great.

I believe you know Gretchen.

- Hi, Henry.

- Hi.

You two will have such a

wonderful time, I know it.

It's perfect.

So anyway, we'll see you there.

- Yeah, okay, see you there.

- Okay.

Okay.

Oh, Henry, we're gonna go

roller-skating. We'll meet at 7.

- You do roller-skate, don't you?

- Sure.

Our men are the best-fed, best-paid,

best-uniformed soldiers in this war.

You look like a

used-car salesman.

Where are you going

dressed like that?

I got a date.

With who?

A girl.

What are you,

Mr. District Attorney?

A boy should stay home with

his family on Christmas Eve.

I'll be home all

day tomorrow, Ma.

Merry Christmas.

Hey.

Oh, hi, Dad.

Thanks for the flowers.

Yeah, you look just like I did

the first time I wore that suit.

- You don't think it's too big?

- You'll grow into it.

By 8:
00?

There he is, I see him.

Hey, Nash.

You got your skates.

Yeah, they wouldn't let me

in unless I put them on first.

This is Michael.

- Henry Nash.

- Glad to meet you.

Michael just got his wings.

- Congratulations.

- Thanks.

What branch are you joining?

- Marines.

- Tough group.

I'll try not to drop anything

on you, huh?

Sorry, everybody.

Hi, Henry.

These are for you.

Oh, they're beautiful.

Where'd you get them?

I just kind of picked them up.

Henry's very big on flowers.

Aren't you?

Yeah, sure.

Well, shall we?

All right.

Something wrong?

No. Go ahead.

I'm just gonna warm up.

Okay.

Hey, mister,

leave me alone.

Hey.

Let go of my hand.

Let go of my hand.

Let go!

That looked scary.

Only if you don't know

what you're doing.

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