Thieves Like Us Page #7

You awake?

...which he owes without that title.

Oh, Romeo, doff thy name...

You feel tired?

I don't know. Are you?

I take thee at thy word.

I don't know, either.

Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized.

Everybody always said

you were supposed to be tired.

Well, we took a nap.

I don't feel tired.

Neither do I.

My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself...

You wanna do it again?

My ears have

not yet drunk a hundred words...

You suppose we should?

You're not tired, are you?

Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague?

No, but you're not supposed

to do it too often.

I never heard about that. That part's okay.

By whose direction

foundest thou out this place?

You sure you're not tired?

No, Bowie, I'm not tired.

Positive?

I am no pilot, yet, what thou as far

as that vast shore...

I'm tired, Keechie.

Oh, you dirty...

(BOTH LAUGHING)

RADIO ANNOUNCER:

Thus did Romeo and Juliet

consummate their first interview

by falling madly in love with each other.

How do you want your eggs?

BOWIE:
Any old way, honey.

Over easy, I guess.

What's the matter, Bowie?

Nothing. I was just reading here.

What is it?

I don't wanna

keep nothing from you, Keechie.

I'm pretty deep in this business.

I'm a lot deeper in

than the last time I was here.

I just want you to know that.

I had a little trouble up the road.

Two laws got killed.

Did you do it?

Them laws?

Yes.

You did not do it.

You can't tell me that. I know who did it.

Chicamaw, he did it.

It don't matter who did it.

I'll give you the straight of it, Keechie.

I ain't sorry.

I ain't sorry for anything

I ever did in this world.

Only regret I got

is that I didn't get 100,000 instead of 19.

And that I never pitched pro ball.

You still could if you wanted to.

You're a little soldier, Keechie.

You're a little solider

from your toenails right up to your hair.

But you can't be getting

mixed up with me.

I already am mixed up with you.

And didn't you mean that,

what you said last night?

I said a lot of things last night,

and I meant all of them.

Which one did you have in mind?

You know what you said.

You said you wished you had me.

Oh, sure I do.

God almighty, honey.

Why don't you come here

and lay down beside me a minute?

Keechie, do you like me?

Yes.

Do you like me a whole lot?

Yes.

A hundred bushels full?

Yes.

A thousand bushels full?

Yes.

A hundred, million, billion,

trillion bushels full?

Yes.

Keechie, I love you.

Shouldn't we wait till night?

No.

BOWIE:
You sure this place

is okay, Keechie?

KEECHIE:
I wouldn't take you there

unless I knew it was all right.

Well, how do you know?

Pa was a runner.

People can buy their booze

from the drugstore boys now,

but they used to have to get it at the lake.

BOY:
A few more days, sir,

and you would've missed us.

We were getting ready to leave.

Grandma says she can't take

any more floods.

Almost washed us out.

You wouldn't recognize this place.

Grandma says she'll let you have it cheap.

It's pretty well dried out.

You should have seen it before.

BOWIE:
We'll take it.

You will? Good! I'll go tell Grandma.

It's our first home.

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
A meeting of

the Norge Kitchen Committee

transcribed for American housewives

from coast to coast

presents an all-star program with...

(PIANO PLAYING ON RADIO)

Julius Anderson and Frank Drummett

as our special shining lights for today,

together with our

regular supporting stars,

the Norge rolling refrigerator,

Norge concentrated range,

Norge auto-built washer,

Norge neutral ironer,

Norge fine air furnace,

and a host of other

home-modernizing appliances.

And here is your hostess

and homemaking expert,

the queen of the Norge kitchen,

Miss Mary Moderne.

MARY:
Greetings, ladies,

and welcome to another

of our kitchen committee meetings.

We've gathered right here in our

Norge model kitchen listening to music

from those two friends

from the stage, radio, and screen...

Alvin!

ALVIN:
Yes, ma'am?

You remind me of a little girl

who used to live

down on the corner from my aunt!

She died!

She was awfully pretty.

She used to say pieces in church,

and her mama'd always

fix her up so pretty.

It liked to have killed her mama,

and I guess it was the reason

that her father went crazy.

Well, he was crazy before that

I would say, though.

Chicamaw was telling me

about that lawyer friend of his in Mexico.

Hawkins.

He didn't believe much

in that heaven or hell stuff.

Said the only way

a man lived on was through his children.

Is that why you'd like to have children?

I never said nothing about having children.

I know it.

Why? Would you like

a little boy like Alvin here?

Someday, maybe.

Someday is right.

Where you going?

Inside! I feel kind of sick!

Oh, I'm sorry.

BOWIE:
You ever see the ocean, Keechie?

KEECHIE:
No.

Me, neither. I'm 23 years old.

What do you have in mind?

Mexico.

(MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO)

Stop peeking.

I won't quit peeking.

I'll peek all I want to.

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
And now we have

those three ambassadors

who really had sense enough

to get in out of the rain.

Hairy little thing, aren't you?

You think I should shave?

No. I like it.

Don't you ever shave.

Okay, then. I won't, as long as I have you.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

I've been thinking about the boys, Keechie.

I guess I'll have to see them in a few days.

Why?

Just a little business.

I promised I'd meet them

on the 15th of this month.

Are you gonna wash your feet tonight?

Not tonight, honey.

I washed them last night.

What are you planning on?

Just business.

I'll only be gone a couple of days.

What are you gonna do?

I just promised them, that's all.

I ain't looking for trouble anymore.

I'm going up there.

I got nothing on my mind except not

letting them boys wait and depend on me.

I'm going, too.

Throw me a towel.

No, you're not going with me, Keechie.

I said you weren't going.

I heard you.

Bad enough you being around my heat.

Certainly not gonna

let you hang around with the three of us.

I made my mind up

about that a long time ago.

All right, Bowie.

Now, let's get this straight.

What do you mean, "All right"?

I mean, it'll be all right.

How are you gonna be feeling

when I get back here?

All right.

You are gonna be here

when I get back, aren't you?

Yes.

And it is all right?

You're keeping your promise,

and when you get up there,

you're gonna let them boys know

you're through with that kind of business?

Well, I ain't gonna promise you, Keechie.

If you make me promise you,

it means you don't trust me.

And if you don't trust me...

I trust you, Bowie.

After that, we can go out

and have us a little fun for a change.

That's why you feel so bad

in the mornings.

It's being cooped up in here all the time,

taking baths and drinking Cokes.

Bowie, come on in!

What the hell, T-Dub?

What the hell? Your hair's black.

How'd you do it, drinking Dr. Kilmer's?

Damn good disguise, huh?

Yeah, the heat's on our ass

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