Stonewall Page #6

I know the look.

He just needs friends, is all,

and if he can stick the

endless goddamn abuse,

he'll be there for you, Danny.

Hi.

Hey.

And he is...

Danny, Terry.

Terry, Danny.

- Hi.

- Hi.

Staying for dinner?

I'm making spaghetti and meatballs.

Wait, sorry. You guys live together?

- Uh-huh.

- Yeah.

Haven't killed each other yet,

even though this is a storage facility

for every street kid below 14th Street.

And he loves you a lot

more than he loves me.

Yep, sure do.

Mmm-hmm.

'Cause you're so square.

How long have you...

Put up with this bullshit?

Almost four years.

Stay for dinner. We, uh, love company.

That just sounds just great,

but I gotta be somewhere.

Thanks, Bob.

It was real nice meeting you.

Nice meeting you, too.

Judy Garland

entertained an entire

generation of Americans,

but sadly she is dead

at the age of 47.

Her body will be flown

from London to New York

- for a funeral Friday.

- Hey!

Guess what?

Your boyfriend is working

at the Italian grocery store.

How do you know that?

'Cause we saw him there.

Baby, you want a plum?

So you got a lady's stocking in a size one

or is that on the other floor, miss?

No, all right.

What about a Puerto Rican Koko Blanco bar?

What do you want, Ray?

I just need a pack of cigarettes, Danny.

Look, I wouldn't ask. I'm sorry.

It's an emergency.

Ray, I've had this job

for two weeks, all right?

Danny, Judy just died.

Judy who?

Garland!

- Oh, sh*t. I'm sorry.

- In London.

They're flying her body

over to Frank's Mortuary

on the Upper East Side.

I mean, I'm going to go

pay my respects and...

I'm sorry, man.

You won't even give me

a pack of cigarettes?

Look, Ray, I cannot

lose this job, all right?

I got rent and stuff to pay now.

Okay? Oh, come on!

You just gonna walk away from me like that?

It's people like you, Danny,

who misunderstood Judy.

You know, you misunderstand people like me,

but that's okay.

That's okay. Don't worry about it.

Go pay your rent. Talk to your boyfriend.

Do what you gotta do. Forget it.

Have a nice one.

Hey!

Wait there.

Sorry, sir. Can I get a pack of Dorals?

- There you go.

- Thanks.

Can I please get menthol?

I'm really stressed out. I...

A pack of menthol, please.

Thank you.

Thank you. I...

I miss you guys, okay?

Really?

Of course I do!

Good!

Hey, Trevor. I got a letter from Phoebe.

And there's also some stuff here for you.

From a bank or something.

Hey, Trevor?

Her transition

into adulthood was troubled.

Despite being loved by generations,

she lived a difficult

and often tormented life,

struggling with emotional problems

and drug addiction.

Miss Garland was hoping

to stage a comeback

and regain her

happiness and stardom.

Unfortunately now,

that will never happen.

Hey, Stevie, can I get a beer?

Oh, it's so hot.

Oh. Well, hello, hello.

Well, hello yourself.

So we are going dancing after all.

Yeah, one day, all right?

You just keep trying.

You owe me the first dance.

Everything okay, honey?

Yeah, yeah. Fine.

Give me a minute.

Danny!

- Daniel!

- What?

I'm sorry.

I bit off more than I could chew.

Look, it was a mistake to...

To what? What, to lie to me?

God, you know, you're just

a lot of f***in' words.

You know that?

God, I hate this f***in' city!

Stupid, f***in'...

- Go, business.

- Say, Bob.

Bob?

You seen Ray?

No. You okay?

Yeah.

Want me to take care of that for you?

Listen, could you, uh, when you see him,

could you tell Ray I said goodbye?

- Yeah.

- And thank you.

You, too.

You know, you've both been...

You've both been real nice.

Where you gonna go?

F***in' Army's looking

pretty good right now.

Don't do anything stupid, Danny.

He might be over at Big Daddy's.

Come on.

Hey!

What...

Shut up!

Danny! Hey, hey!

Hey!

Wait here.

Relax, kid.

This is Danny.

He's the guy what you

gents were asking for.

It's not like you ain't

done this before, kid.

Just do whatever they ask.

Please, have a seat.

Let's have some music, shall we?

Would you like something to drink?

Um...

Campari.

Campari.

Hey. What did you do with him?

Get the f*** out of here.

Oh, but I know all about

you and little Georgina Vee.

I mean, George Vasquez.

Maybe I should spread the news,

see what happens.

A f*ggot club owner and

a driver for the mob.

I give it a day.

I see you've been given a drink.

Good.

Danny, right?

A nice American name.

Like Scott or Justin.

I, uh, I wish I could live

in New York, but my work...

I have to tell you my work is very hard.

Leaves very little time for pleasure.

I was in the bedroom

watching The Lucy Show

and she was struggling so hard

to put the candies in the box.

And I understood,

I understood that

metaphor because that's me.

I'm always working so hard,

putting the candies in the box.

Do you know the Bible, Danny?

Mmm-hmm.

Anything from the New Testament?

- Yeah.

- Ahh.

The Book of John.

"You are my friends if you

do what I command of you."

John 15:
14.

Ahh. And I am a good friend, Danny.

I am a very good friend to nice young boys.

We have to leave.

I can't go like this.

Danny! Danny!

What the f*** are you doing here?

What, you didn't notice

there was a fire, man?

Stop kidding around.

Just get me out of here.

Come on, come on. This way.

Taxi! Taxi! Whoa!

Hey, taxi. Hop in.

Christopher Street, Sheridan Square.

He had a f***in' gun, Ray.

This will not go away, Danny.

We gotta make a deal with him.

You're gonna make a deal that...

How do you want to do that?

I'll handle it, okay?

How long have they been in there?

About half an hour.

Half an hour. Should I be worried?

Nah. Those girls are vice cops.

They can handle themselves.

Keep it.

- Frankie...

- Who's that kid?

Where is he? Where is he?

He's in the back.

Okay. You guys just stay here, all right?

I got a call about a fire alarm

and you running out,

like some thief in the night.

You go back there

and you finish that f***in' trick.

He's not going back there, Ed.

What the f*** is this, hustler love?

Why do all you guys

gotta be such romantics?

How about I go to the cops and I tell them

you were the last person with Justin?

'Cause that would be

the dumbest f***in' idea

you ever had, and probably your last.

All I'm saying is let Danny go.

Everybody knows, Ed.

The cops are on to you.

They can't lay a finger on me.

Come on. Get off him.

Now you play close attention to me.

You get your faggoty ass

and you get back to that f***in' trick.

He likes you. You're lucky.

Let's do this.

All units, we're moving in.

Roger.

Let's go! Let's go either way.

Police. We're taking the place.

But you guys did us a couple days ago.

I'm aware. That was the 6th.

I don't take payoffs. I'm Morals.

Why do I get the impression

you just don't f***in' get it?

All right. This is a raid.

All right. Let's go. Up against the walls.

Ed. Raid.

We just had a f***in' raid!

Where the f*** is the backdoor key?

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