Three And Out Page #7

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If people don't respect

the law, what have you got?

Anarchy, mob rule, and mice in your garibaldis.

What are you going on about? You think his

mouse brothers come and busted him out?

Mind you...

I think I can see a tunnel.

Ooh... Back already?

Ahh... there's your culprit.

- A bleedin' heart liberal like Paul.

- What?

Yeah, that's it. He's got the hump

about that three-and-out thing,

and he's come down here

and he's let Mickey have it away on his toes.

That's your man, Victor. He even looks guilty.

It was a joke. We were having a laugh.

What you talking about?

You know. The rule, the

big game, three and out.

- What about it?

- You know what?

I think he believed us.

You knew it was a joke...

a wind-up, didn't you?

What? You actually fell for it?

If it was true, everybody'd

be looking for somebody to run down.

You didn't believe us, did ya?

No. Course not.

You know what? Maybe it

wasn't him what let that mouse out.

This train is now ready to

depart. Stand clear of the doors, please.

Jesus, Tommy. No.

Please! No!

Train 208, is there a problem?

F***. F***, f***, f***.

A deal's a deal.

Come on, Paul. For God's sake, hurry up.

Train 208...

Come in, driver.

Driver 208. Animal on track.

Line clear. Proceeding now.

You stubborn, old bastard!

Deal's a deal.

"I will arise and go now

and go to Innisfree,

"And a small cabin build there,

of clay and wattles made;

"Nine bean rows will I have there,

a hive for the honey bee,

"And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

"I shall have some peace there,

for peace comes dropping slow,

"Dropping from the veils of the morning

to where the cricket sings;

- "There midnight's all a glimmer...

- Nooooo!

"And evening full of the linnet's wings..."

When you're down and troubled

And you need a helping hand

And nothing, oh, nothing is going right

Close your eyes

And think of me

And soon I will be there

To brighten up even your darkest nights

You just call out my name

And you know wherever I am

I'll come running

To see you again...

Pack your bags.

There's something we've got to do.

... If the sky above you

Should turn dark and full of clouds

And that old north wind

should begin to blow

You just call out my name

And you know wherever I am

- # I'll come running

- # Running, running

To see you again

You just call out my name

And I'll be there, yes, I will

You've got a friend

You've got a friend

You've got a friend

You've got a friend

Just call out my name

You've got a friend

You've got a friend

You've got a friend

You've got a friend

Somebody help me, yeah

Somebody help me now

Won't somebody tell me

what I've done wrong?

When I was just a little boy

of seventeen

I had a girl

She was my queen

She didn't love me like I loved her

Now I know

Now I'm so lonesome on my own

Somebody help me now

Somebody help me

Somebody help me, yeah

Somebody help me

Somebody help me now

Somebody help me, yeah

Somebody help me now

Won't somebody tell me

what I've done wrong?

What I've done wrong

All right...

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