You and Me Page #5

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with him every morning.

Oh...

He rooms here, too, you know.

I know him that way.

Bad company can get you back into prison,

you know, Helen.

It's a violation of your parole.

And Joe Dennis is bad company.

He's an ex-convict.

Joe Dennis?

Yes.

You both work at Morris's and I know

it's natural that you go to work with him.

That's why you should be warned.

I'll try not to see him.

But...

will you warn him about me, too?

If you do he might mention it to someone.

And all the people at the store...

We don't hound people.

There's no reason to warn Joe Dennis

about you.

You never pulled a job with a gun

in your hand.

Don't worry, Helen. I've got to go.

You're a good kid and I'm all for you.

Thanks, Mr. Dayton.

Keep your chin up.

You know, in three months more

you'll be rid of me.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

Joe!

What's the matter?

I...

I didn't hear you come back.

Let me take your coat.

You'll catch cold.

An old friend of mine was here

just now.

We talked a lot about you.

He'd seen us together on the subway.

He just left.

Didn't you here us?

No.

Who was it?

Where's your hat, Joe?

Oh.

You didn't answer my question.

Oh... the man...

I knew him at the store, poor guy.

Oh, your coat's dripping all over everything.

His wife got sick once

and right on top of that he was fired.

So I loaned him $5.

I went without lunch.

It felt very big-hearted and noble.

I guess I better put this in the bathroom.

I certainly never expected

to see that five again.

But sure enough up he pops today

and pans it to me.

Why did Mrs. Levine tell me that guy

was a spotter from the store?

I don't know.

If he was just a friend,

why did you close the door?

Oh, the door...

You pick on everything.

Doors are either open or closed.

How do I know why I closed the door?

Oh, Joe.

What's happened to you?

Something's changed you.

What is it darling?

What have I done to make you suspicious

of every little thing I do?

Please answer me.

Well, it's...

I happened to find out

Helen...

MacTavish and his wife both work

at the store.

And you told me...

Oh, Joe, is that what's bothering you?

Listen...

Mrs. MacTavish is Mr. Morris's wife's

relative.

She is?

Sure. Morris has to make

an exception there, doesn't he?

Don't you see how silly you were?

I just get crazy ideas.

I'm so crazy about you, Helen, that I...

Darling, we're crazy about each other.

It isn't you and it isn't me.

It's you and me.

I'm giving a little get-together

for the boys tonight, Gimpy.

Turkey and all the fixings.

I'd like to have you drop in.

Thanks, Mick, but I can't, I...

And bring Joe.

Joe wouldn't come,

even if I asked him to, I know.

When you come down tonight,

you bring Joe, see?

Aw, Mickey.

You wouldn't want me not to like you

anymore now, would you, Gimp?

I ain't never said a word about

that little job up in Detroit.

Mickey, be quiet, will you?

That's because I like you, see?

What if I should get to not liking you?

All right, what?

When you come down tonight,

you bring Joe, see?

There's gonna be lots of nice presents.

With Mr. Morris's best wishes.

Thank you. Merry Christmas.

Thank you, same to you.

Merry Christmas.

With Mr. Morris's best wishes.

Hey, Joe, how about a Tom and Jerry?

I oughta go home.

I mean, I got a date.

Girls don't like you to show up too early

on Christmas Eve.

They got things to do.

You know, wrap up packages and things.

Stuff you're not supposed to know

they got you.

Listen, Joe, you've been awful hard

to find lately and...

Oh, we get sort of lonesome

on Christmas Eve.

Okay, Gimpy, but just for a minute, then.

Funny...

last Christmas I was in the inside

looking out

and thinking I'd go bats if I couldn't

get outside.

And now I'm out...

I don't know.

Come to think of it, it was kind of cozy

in that little cell.

My old lady used to send me cake.

The screws wouldn't let me have it.

Figured there was a saw hidden in it.

If they'd only known.

I could have sawn myself out

with a cake.

Boy what a cook.

Remember the chicken

we used to get Christmas.

Once a year.

And you started thinking about it

around the 4th of July.

It's funny. You can eat chicken now

whenever you want.

But you don't get such a kick

out of it.

And no old lady to tell you off.

Why do guys get married anyhow?

Some chump ate an apple once

and the rest of us guys been getting cramps

from it ever since regular.

Gee, for five years

she couldn't even talk to me.

Them were the days all right.

Was a nice bunch of boys up there.

Most of us are still together at that.

And that's the way it oughta be!

We gotta stick together.

You can't try to buck it alone.

That's right. You remember that new guy

that come up that night?

It was Christmas Eve, too.

Yeah, remember?

The first time we seen him

was in the mess hall.

We didn't know who he was.

But we got it over the grapevine.

A bigshot was coming up.

And the screws wouldn't answer

no questions.

And then, after lights out...

Yeah...

Remember how it started?

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Is the coast clear?

The coast is clear.

"The coast is clear."

You, the new guy...

Who are you, pal?

"Who are you, pal?"

It's number 1.

Number 1?

Number 1.

Number 1.

The bigshot.

They finally caught up with him.

He took the rap.

How long you in for?

"How long you in for?"

Five years.

Five years.

Five years ain't so long.

Five years ain't so long?

Five years ain't so long.

"Five years ain't so long."

That's a lifetime.

Five years away from everything.

Lights, and music and beautiful dames.

Cooped up in here like a rat.

I'm going nuts!

I gotta get out of it.

I got plenty of jacks stocked away.

And a mouthpiece.

I tell you!

I tell you, I gotta get out!

I gotta get out.

Stick with the mob. Do you hear us?

Stick with the mob. Do you hear us?

Stick with the mob. Do you hear us?

Stick with the mob

and the mob will stick with you.

Yeah, the mob will stick with you.

Yeah, the mob will stick with you.

Do you hear us?

Yeah, stick with the mob.

Do you hear us? Stick with the mob.

Stick to the mob. Do you hear us?

Stick with the mob, stick with the mob

and the mob will stick with you.

and the mob will stick with you,

and the mob will stick with you.

and the mob will stick with you.

Can you hear me?

Sure we can hear you.

Is the coast clear?

The coast is clear.

Give us the high sign.

One scotch and a chaser for Joe.

Okay.

And the same old round for the boys.

Hiya, gang.

Hiya, Joe.

Hiya, Joe. Hiya, Joe.

Hiya, Joe.

Being around with all you guys...

Hiya, Joe.

Seeing the same old faces...

Hiya, Joe.

Takes me back to the old days.

Hiya, Joe, stick with the mob.

And I feel like I'm part of the mob again.

Stick with the mob, stick with the mob.

Though I've gone straight

and gotten a job.

Do you hear us? Stick with the mob.

Still I seem to belong with the mob again.

Once you're in there's no escape

unless you let 'em hang in a drape

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