Wonder Wheel Page #4

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We're not in good terms.

Frank must've told you that.

I haven't spoken

to her in five years.

I don't know.

I lost track of her after

she ran off and got married.

-Uh-huh, really?

-Yeah.

Do me a favor, I'm talkin' to you,

stop workin' all right?

You try California?

She was talkin' about livin' in

San Francisco or Los Angeles.

I don't know, I wouldn't

even recognize her.

We just thought

maybe she'd turn up here.

Yeah. Well.

She wouldn't find me.

I moved three or four

times in five years.

I mean, how the hell

you find me?

Frank's very worried about her.

Well...

She'll never turn up here.

And if she does,

I'll tell her Frank's

lookin' for her, all right?

Hey, Humpty!

Did you hit him again?

I told you.

I told you next time I catch him

takin' money out of my pocket.

And I told you not to hit him.

All right.

All right,

we'll talk about it later.

I'm talkin' to these

gentlemen here.

Go on, we'll discuss it later.

How do you do?

This is my wife.

Stepson.

Go on, go on home--

We're lookin' for

Carolina Adatto.

I told him.

-Humpty's daughter?

-I told him!

I haven't seen her

in five years.

Yeah, yeah, h-h-he disowned her.

She'd never show her face

around here. Let's go.

Is that a gun?

Sharp kid.

They're very dangerous.

You people would never

try to hide her, would ya?

Hide her for what?

What'd she do?

You know, you're a nice family.

I wouldn't like to see you

get into trouble.

Can I see the gun?

No, he can't!

Let's go, Richie.

See ya later, Humpty.

Hey,

what can I tell ya?

She's not here!

Frank says there's

bad blood between 'em.

Maybe California's

a better idea.

And I'm startin' to think

we ain't gonna find her.

No, I'm gonna find her.

I wanna get some oysters,

they probably got

great oysters here.

I love oysters.

Eh, but do we got time?

Vinnie?

Christ, 5:
00 we gotta

meet him in Hoboken.

You know how he gets

when we're late, come on.

Gah, I coulda went for oysters.

Hey, John, I need two beers.

Hey, what's your name?

Why?

What time do you get off?

I don't get off,

I go right to school.

Night school?

That's right.

What are you studyin'?

To be an English teacher.

-What time is class over?

-Here you go, two beers.

I got a lotta homework.

I'm strikin' out here.

When do you graduate?

And so, the Angel of Death passed

over them and headed out west.

But his shadow was scary.

It took a few days of

summer sun to decompress.

Life on the boardwalk

provided the tourist

with cheap thrills

and great hotdogs.

When she wasn't breaking

dishes or customers' hearts,

Carolina took a limited

program at night school.

And when Humpty wasn't

tryin' to get riders

for those empty horses

on the carousel,

he was off chasing

fluke and flounder.

Your wife don't like

to go fishing anymore, huh?

Aah!

She never really liked it,

she made like she liked it.

To get me on the hook.

Yeah.

I was the fish.

I touch your lips and all

at once the sparks go flying

Those devil lips that know

so well the art of lying

And though I see the danger,

still the flame grows higher

I used to hate the rain.

Now I love it 'cause

it means you get time off.

Well, the perks of

being a lifeguard.

Now I see rain through

your eyes and

it's beautiful.

You know, you'd go

crazy over Bora Bora?

Sunsets, sunrises...

paradise.

I'd go off with you on

any place you ask me to.

You say you're miserable

at home with Humpty.

Why do you stay with the guy?

Me and Richie?

A joke.

Waiting on tables,

trying to suck

nickel and dime tips out of redneck

clowns wearing lobster bibs?

Yeah, I know, it is pretty sleazy

what happened to Coney Island.

Hey, I don't wanna

spoil the rainy day.

Tell me about the

Chekhov play you read.

No. You tell me.

Ever play Chekhov?

I can't remember.

Maybe once in Baltimore.

Main actress got sick.

Although it dooms me

Though it consumes me

Your Kiss of Fire

How's it coming?

I know he has feelings for me.

And I-I-I know it's not

just a summer thing.

Oh, God, I hope I'm not

misreading it all.

I mean, I try to...

I try to push him

without being one of

those pushy women.

You know, I don't-don't

want my desperation to show.

There's progress, but...

it's slow.

You know?

As the summer ends and it...

it fizzles out and I'm

left at square one.

I don't know what I'll do.

Well, you'll survive

like we all do.

No. No, I'm not a strong person.

I wouldn't have survived my

breakdown if it wasn't for Humpty.

Now I'm feeling claustrophobic,

my headaches are back,

You just have to be realistic

in case things

don't go your way.

There is nothing realistic

about a Chinese garden

in the middle of

Staten Island, but...

but it's-it's-it's where

I wanna be with him.

How's Richie doing?

Richie?

Oh, I never know

what's on his mind.

I touch your lips and all

at once the sparks go flying

Those devil lips that know

so well the art of lying

And though I see the danger,

still the flame grows higher

I know I must surrender

to your kiss of fire

Just like a torch, you set

the soul within me burning

I must go on, I'm on this

road of no returning

And though it burns me and

it turns me into ashes

I love your hair like this,

you look ten years younger.

-You think?

-Uh-huh.

Oof, I wish I had

your kind of hair.

-Hey!

-The rainy weather kills me.

Ginny!

Ah, oh.

-Oh, hi, hi.

-Hi.

Hi.

Um, this is Mickey.

Hello.

In case you never noticed,

he's the lifeguard on Bay 7.

Oh.

This is my husband's

daughter, Carolina.

I swim at Bay 7 sometimes.

-You do?

-Mm-hmm.

We have to go.

Just don't drown on

Bay 7 or they'll fire me.

W-We should get going.

Okay.

-Nice to meet you.

-You too.

Cute.

Do you like my hair?

Hm? Oh.

Yes, it's...lovely.

Beautiful.

Your kiss of fire

Hey, I saw your daughter last

night, she was with a soldier.

Ah, Jesus Christ, you put a uniform

on a guy, they lose their heads.

It's true.

I saw her with a sailor.

She's a very patriotic girl.

Yeah, well, she's pretty, Humpty,

you gotta expect some

trouble, you know.

-Yeah, that's right.

-Her mother was pretty.

And a saint.

This girl's got a high IQ.

Her mother saw the number.

Hm.

I play the IQ number,

but it never comes in.

No, I'm sure she can handle

herself, she's been married.

Yeah, and knows the score.

Yeah, he's right, you know,

once a woman's divorced,

come on, she's

fair game, you know.

-That's right.

-I'm glad I got boys, though.

She's going to night school.

She's gonna be an

English teacher

Yeah, right, if some soldier

doesn't knock her up first.

What the hell...?

Come on, just kiddin'!

Look how red he got.

What kinda thing is that to say?

She don't look like any English

teacher I had in school.

Yeah, yeah, what

school did you go to?

You didn't go to

school, you idiot.

I went to the School

of Hard Knocks.

Ah.

Hi!

Hey!

-Remember me?

-Of course.

We met outside the movie

theater the other night.

-Yes!

-Oh. Gosh.

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