You and Me Page #6

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Think of the Big House once again,

pal, you were our buddy then.

You're part of the mob.

You belong to the mob.

Something screwy's going on.

What's going on?

What's it mean?

What's all the racket about?

What's going on?

What's all these goons running for?

Number 1 is up to something.

He must be stir-crazy.

What's the guy trying to do?

What's he up to? Is he on the lam?

Yeah, or he's taking a powder.

What is he taking the powder for?

Five years ain't so long.

Trying to run out on us.

He ain't got a chance.

The guy must be nuts.

They'll shoot him down.

He won't get to first base.

He can't break.

Listen.

He's done it.

He's out.

There's a car waiting.

There he goes.

Hey, buddy.

Hey, buddy, hey, Chief.

They got him.

He didn't make it.

It don't work trying to go it alone....

Even the bigshot found that out.

Yeah.

And you can't beat it either, Joe.

Once you're in, you're in.

That's why we're getting together again.

Go on, Mickey, tell him what it is.

Yeah, go on and tell him.

Joe, this is big.

You gotta come in, Joe.

We're knocking over the store.

Morris's?

Yeah, sure.

There's a fortune just laying there

waiting for us to grab on to it.

Furs, silvers, silks, $30,000,

just waiting there

And us chumps working for nickels.

What kind of heels are you guys

doing this to Morris?

What did Morris ever do for us?

He gave you a break.

Nobody else ever did.

Yeah, he gets rich off of us.

Sure, and he gave us $10 for Christmas.

Come on, Joe, get wise.

The boys want you in.

Sure, Joe.

Aw, come on, Joe.

Come on, Joe.

They'd follow you over a cliff.

I don't want to go over a cliff.

That's just what I've been telling you.

I guess he's afraid his girl

wouldn't like it.

Helen wouldn't like it.

That little plaster saint.

Meaning what?

What are you trying to put over?

Are you and Helen putting on

a swell sister act?

Or is she taking you for a nice

juicy ride?

It's all right with us if she's trying

to keep her parole.

She'd be dumb not to.

But why build her up to us?

Parole?

Didn't she tell you?

I know a babe that roomed

in the same cell with her.

You mean you didn't know it?

She's been making a sap out of you

all this time?

I didn't say nothing, Joe.

I knew it.

I knew it all the time.

I knew something was wrong.

But why did you have to tell me?

I was happy enough, wasn't I?

Come back when you've cooled off, kid.

We'll be waiting for you.

Is this a cake.

It melts right out of your mouth.

Gee, but so many eggs and sugar,

butter and chocolate etc.

I don't know if...

It's all right, darling. It's going to be mine

and Abe's Christmas present for you and Joe.

Thanks, Mrs. Levine.

You know, you don't look

like you feel so good, my angel.

I'm all right.

Did you tell him already?

Tonight.

What happiness that will be for him.

It gives me the gooseflesh.

I'll go and get you everything

for the cake.

But remember, the main thing in the cake

is the beating.

You got to be beating it,

and beating it...

Hello, darling.

Hello.

I can't leave this stuff to kiss you

or it'll go flat.

Tired?

Not very.

Where's the paper?

On the chair.

I'll be through in a minute, honey.

This is gonna be swell.

I hope.

Mrs. Levine's great great something

invented it.

Yeah? How many years ago was that?

Hundreds, I guess.

Let's see, Mrs. Levine is...

How old do you suppose she is?

Oh, I don't know.

How old do you think?

Oh... she told me once

when I first came here, but...

How long have you been here, kid?

I never asked.

About six months, I guess.

I remember she told me then...

How long were you in for before that?

Three years...

Hello, Joe.

Come on in.

By paying me the advanced fee my services

are at your disposal from now on

in case anything slips.

But let's make this clear.

Our arrangements don't call for the protection

of anyone but yourself.

Sure. That's understood.

Here's what you said. $1,000.

You'll find it's all there.

Naturally. If I don't I'm, not your lawyer.

And remember...

if it turns out that you don't

get into a jam,

the money is not refunded.

Sure.

Well, so long.

I'll be seeing you.

I mean, I hope not.

So long.

Yeah.

What's the matter, Borton?

Who?

Mickey Bain?

Boys all lined up, Joe?

All lined up.

You got a mouthpiece to take care of them

in case they stub their toe?

Oh, sure, everything's all set for

Wednesday night.

Wait.

The way you got it lined up it's a pushover.

We could walk in standing up.

You do it the way I tell you,

we'll come out the same way.

Come on.

You stick here. I don't want no visitors for a while.

Okay.

Of course I ain't saying you're wrong,

Joe.

I'm just saying you got me all mixed up.

I thought it was plain enough.

Oh, sure. I'm straight about that.

I meet you at the back of the store at twelve.

I didn't mean that.

What do you mean?

I know I ain't very bright, Joe.

That's why I gotta believe

what a guy like you tells me.

You get me believing one thing and then

saying all the time it ain't been true...

I mean, two weeks ago Mr. Morris

was the swellest guy in the world...

Shut up, will you!

Now it's all right to cross him up.

Shut up, for Pete's sake.

Lay off me, will you?

Okay, Joe, okay.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm telling you to lay off.

Yeah? Who says so?

The bigshot says so.

The bigshot.

But couldn't we make a deal?

Maybe we could work together.

Maybe...

The bigshot wouldn't dicker with you.

Why not? I'm willing to play ball.

What's he got against me?

He just don't like you.

Joe.

Joe.

Even if you won't talk to me anymore,

I gotta talk to you.

It's awful, you know,

living in the same house with somebody you love

and not talking to them or anything.

I don't blame you for being mad at me.

I thought I was doing the right thing

not telling you.

But I guess I wasn't.

I'll do anything to make it up to you.

Helen. The telephone wants you.

Okay. Who is it?

He's a friend of Joe's, he says.

Hello.

Hello...

Is this Helen Roberts?

What do you want?

Who is this?

It doesn't make no difference who this is.

You don't know me.

I'm a friend of Joe's.

And I'm tipping you off.

Tonight you gotta talk Joe into taking you to a show or something.

And keep hold of him, see?

What do you mean?

Dames can do that easy.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about Joe.

Who is this?

Never mind who this is.

If you don't do like I tell you,

Joe's gonna get into trouble.

And it certainly shouldn't be done

with Mr. Morris.

Mr. Morris?

You keep Joe with you tonight

because then...

Because then he won't be there

when the job is being pulled.

Is that it?

Yeah, no... hey!

Hey, you! Are you still there?

Listen...

Gimpy.

Don't tell Joe I called you up.

Hey! Hey, you.

Mr. Morris, I'm Roberts from the blouses.

I know, sit down, Miss Roberts.

Thank you.

I suppose you're very busy,

I shouldn't have...

But if I hadn't come quick before

I thought it over...

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