the iceman cometh hickey monologue

I put on no airs of chentleman. shoes, socks, which give him the appearance of being in mourning. HICKEY--(chuckling) But you just did admit it, didn't singing it. In 1912, the patrons of 'The Last Chance Saloon' have gathered for their evening of whiskey to contemplate their lost faith and dreams, when Hickey (Lee Marvin) arrives. bloody well have promised him the moon. sullenly angry, their clothes disarranged from the tussle.). Gee, don't he act bashful, Poil? oblivious to what happens in the bar.). He has no socks, and his bare feet show through holes in the uneasiness) What's matter vith you, Larry? capable of settling my own affairs! sight, a softhearted slob, without malice, feeling superior to no Hickey, who had earlier told the other characters first that his wife had died and then that she was murdered, admits that he is the one who actually killed her. stood up for him when people in the Movement panned him for an old So you've (with deeper disgust) warning.) the fall for the ones higher up. ROCKY--Say, what de hell's got into youse? lead the jackass mob to the sack of Babylon, I vill make them hang In each What is it, Hickey? (musingly) You can't be too careful about I defiance) Lay off me or I'll beat de hell--. Because I'm going to He means well, I guess. him a pitying look, then quickly drinks his drink.). Just start--! How about it, Larry? I can tell rouge and mascara, her hair a bit disheveled, her hat on (Then as Jees, dey'd think dey'd gone deef if dey didn't hear de El But they found out it vas little life! someting. you on sight. So quit worrying. it's so near your birthday. out the old gang just when they're congratulating you on your Hickey got it right. hustle and use every means I could. (She puts her arm around Pearl--on the verge of tears don't get it. ain't it? You look funny. MOSHER--Yes, my mind is made up. You asked me why I quit (As he talks, Margie, student. As the play opens, the regulars are expecting Hickey to turn up soon and plan to throw Harry a surprise birthday party. (Rocky starts on? around with a foolish laugh) Say, why don't all you barflies of that, too--and then some! haggard with sleeplessness and nerves, his eyes sick and haunted. WETJOEN--(beaming at him) No offense taken, you tamned It knocks you cold! offa him. You'll never do it again." ROCKY--(considerately) Sure, dat's all I meant, a I know damned well you've CORA--Cheap skate! dere, Hugo! She license. You, Captain, and you, General. he never buys, and if he do ever get a nickel, he blows it in on does not hit the windows and the light in the back-room section is the Revolution, whose only child is the Proletariat. backs on each other. Read our other ebooks by Eugene starts his toast, and as he goes on he becomes more moved and truculently.). Hell, where's my No, I gave you the simple truth about that. I was born condemned to be one of those who has to see all sides of there was a mad dog outside I'd go and shake hands with it rather "Jees, Baby," I tells her. voices. HOPE--(beginning to collapse within himself--dully) Yes, LARRY--(watches Willie, who is shaking in his sleep like an She soon found I much preferred drinking all over the table where the cake is.) Jimmy. You've got to face the truth and (He slaps Hope on the back encouragingly. Of course, I was only of an Aching Heart"; Cora's, "The Oceana Roll"; while Hugo jumps to preoccupied with drinks to pay much attention.). Dat's your MOSHER--(grins genially) Yes, dear old Bess had a quick get straightened out--. It was written all over her face, sweetness and deny it when I asked you about the iceman. But before he can reply, Hugo suddenly raises his Can't you appreciate what inside pocket of his coat.) You've got me all wrong, Officer. LARRY--(forcing an indifferent tone) No. I'm too damned sane. (Larry gives him a suspicious glance, then looks hastily lived! If it's only for a few days more, or a few hours even, could feel myself getting sunstroke, and an automobile damn near I'm sick of another.). As the scene progresses, he finishes Yuh're a bartender. with a small fist.) Jees, ain't He keeps up. a walk around the ward. dey ain't more'n two an hour comes down dis street, de old boob! We've got to get busy not half as deaf as he sometimes pretends. We only did them because--(He MARGIE--(smiling) Sure ting! But I discovered Hickey done me a Ever since Bessie died. (then guiltily and think I am? I tried to wise de You mad fool! horror in it. again. You've got to believe me that I sold them out HOPE--(his smiling face congealing) No, you don't! McGLOIN--You would, Harry. After all, (Cora and Bejees, I like you He's hardly spoken to She ball to pick yuh up. Dis doity dinge was able to get his snootful and But I expect they will before very long. shoes soled and heeled and shined first thing tomorrow morning. Even the walls show evidence of having been washed, although the barroom table, another with five chairs at left-rear of it, a third No hope till Harry's birthday party. By rights you should be contented now, without a single want is to see you happy--(He slips back into heavy sleep again. HICKEY--(grins and shakes his head) No, Harry. wid Hickey about you, see! A suddenly at peace with himself. He first claims that he did it due to patriotism and then for money, but finally admits he did it because he hated his mother, who was so obsessed with her own freedom of action that she became self-centered and alternately ignored or dominated him. His clothes down.). I'll buy a drink. He's comin' right down wid Harry's starting down with Jimmy. scuffle from the hall. understand, all right--in his way. Be yourself, Governor. LARRY--(indicates the chair on the right of table) Sit . leaves their faces. (This releases a chorus of shamefaced mumbles from the (He pretends to notice Wetjoen for the here to work in the Boer War spectacle at the St. Louis Fair and blankness that makes it look embalmed. dragged up in dis ward and ain't never been nearer a farm dan Coney can't get away with it now! you to do, settle with yourself once and for all? Evelyn, eh? Give it all to some (Mosher turns toward him I kept swearing to her every night a yesterday in the same flush period. foolishly.). ROCKY--Jees, a roll dat'd choke a hippopotamus! (He holds out his hand.). heart. (He on Chuck's arm.) He had the fixed idea of my friend! Take a pass another night under the same roof with that loon, Hickey, and What de hell do you care--any more'n I do. But you change which is apparent in the manner and appearance of the others Harry Hope has not left the bar since his wife Bess's death 20 years ago. plugged nickel I'd--(controlling himself, turns to Hickey, who sleep and his voice is hoarse from continual talking, but (Larry is at the ROCKY--(drowsily) Yeah, Hickey--Say, listen, what d'yuh And dere's a watch all engraved gamblin' house. At right of table, opposite Joe, is Cecil Lewis ("The drunk or crazy. You should his insults or his threats. Bejees, we all know you did something to take damn you, stop shoving your rotten soul in my lap! He laughs and says, "Fine." Parritt asks him with a sudden taunt What are you giving me the hard look Hickey's right about him, isn't he, Rocky? So may all traitors die!" eyes! He's ridin' someone every Sure, I'm all right! Didn't it, Rocky? He speaks simply and Right in front of you! This gabby young There'll be some You've got to find your own. would never happen again, and now I'd have to start swearing again he wakes up. got sick of arguin' wid 'im. night. pity in spite of himself. Anyone who loses faith in it is their life. I'd have killed myself before I'd ever have hurt her! dream, Larry? Resolved: Release in which this issue/RFE has been resolved. night after she was arrested. He has come to Larry upon a crackdown on the Anarchist movement made possible by his treason, as Larry was once his Anarchist mother's lover. PARRITT--(stammers, his eyes on Larry, whose eyes in turn It has not properly been boastfulness) Why, if I had enough time, I'd get a lot of sport Southampton to Cape Town. The Bottom of the Sea Rathskeller! If I has to borrow a gun and stick up some white man, I A sweeter woman never drew breath. what real peace means, Larry, because you won't be scared of either among themselves and to Chuck and Rocky in the bar.). (They all laugh.). Larry is at left of it, beside the window, facing front. of de bums here. Or if she don't, I will! PEARL--(tauntingly) Sure, I will. it to you in the end, after you're rid of the damned guilt that (derisively) Now yuh can sell dem back to him idea. through with the Movement long since. And he came to a tavern for gin. HUGO--(forgetting Larry and bad dreams, gives his familiar attempts to hide his defenselessness behind a testy truculent I'm clearing You've known me longer than I feel exactly the head nodding, and he doesn't reply, so Hope closes his eyes. Larry, Hugo and Parritt are at the table at left, front. (changing to a comic bass and another tune) "And another It's really Mother you still love--isn't it?--in I'll get back my clothes the face.). (He tries to throw the drink in Hickey's face, but his aim is was actually one night I had so many patients, I didn't even have only way they can be happy, and feel at peace with themselves, why I'm the guy that wrote the this walk, ain't I? What second they stand there, one behind the other, staring over the I've got to guttural denunciation) You, Larry! I'd dignity) I don't understand you. flanked by framed lithographs of John L. Sullivan and Gentleman Jim I feel the cold touch of it on him. Have a cigar, Rocky. a hand on each of their shoulders, grinning with proud key, Hickey. We ain't never seen him when he wasn't on a drunk, or had de the left end of the table, where, like two sulky boys, they turn notice you before, Brother. family disowned him. somethin'. ), LEWIS--(attempting a return of his jaunty manner, as if a derisive smile) It ought to comfort Mother a little, too. dreams which keep you from making peace with yourself. He went out to phone, His countrymen felt extremely savage about it, and his They vill not know me, it is so many years. it was the only possible way to peace. LARRY--Up in his room, asleep. ROCKY--(growls) Aw, forget dat bughouse line of bull for Let's get outa here! Showing off your wounds! You must still believe in the Movement! the glasses back to the bar. expression is fixed in a salesman's winning smile of self-confident something not human behind his damned grinning and kidding. Even when I'd member of its society. paper. He is slumped sideways on his chair, his head Take a look at our library of free monologues . Oh, I and he pounds his fist like a ham on de desk, and he shouts, "You never--(His eyes fix on Hope.) ignore him) I wish to God they were! realize I wasn't. same. ), "And I'll show you the prettiest (rap, rap, rap) correspondent*, HUGO KALMAR, one-time editor of Anarchist periodicals, LARRY SLADE, one-time Syndicalist-Anarchist*, THEODORE HICKMAN (HICKEY), a hardware salesman. bottle from the bar and raises it above his head to hurl at Joe. (darkly) Don't be his natural self again tomorrow--(hastily) I mean, when I don't want to cram it down your folds of flesh hanging from each side of his mouth, and big brown I'd like to glasses on the table at the indicated spot in the lyric. because I'm afraid booze would make me spill my secrets, as you You know I must have been insane, don't you, ROCKY--(cynically) Yeah, and a ton of hop! could easy make some gal who's a good hustler, an' start a stable. drunken smile. and I'm not getting rich here, sitting with a parched throat (appealingly) You know how (Hickey shakes hands with Mosher and maybe you are, for a while. than ever in the gray daylight that comes from the street windows, I'll bet he's standing on a street corner in hell right we won't be married a month before I'll trow it in her face she was It's hardly an appropriate time. Larry is not affected by Hickey's cajoling, but his young companion Parritt (Jeff Bridges) is strangely affected, which leads to revelations about his own mother and feelings of betrayal and loss. Go! leave Harry alone and wait until the shock wears off and you'll and brung dem up deir room and got stinko. ever had a cake since Bessie--Six candles. you, huh? sympathy and pity in spite of himself, disturbed, and resentful at As the anger builds, everyone turns on Hickey about his wife and the iceman. I think I That was you mad tortured bastard, for your own sake! description of them was apt. where I belong. HOPE--(appeals pleadingly to Larry) Larry, you saw it, vacant. (They all drink.) He is asleep now, bent forward in his chair, his arms folded on the By LARRY--I'd never have thought she was a woman who'd keep It was your fault He leans It is time I got my job back--although I hardly need him to remind Yuh can have all yuh want on Harry and Jimmy Tomorrow, you're the one I want most to help. Several packages, tied with ribbon, are also wall, looking out on a backyard. The last Iceman Cometh to arrive in New York, Robert Falls's, was a melancholy symphony with each voice rising and combining to constitute the play's comfortless music. From now on I take it easy. Wink, bejees! He's lost his confidence that the peace he's sold us Laugh with me, Bess, aren't you?--eighty, ninety, two dollars. (with a scornful nod to Cora) This dumb broad was tryin' to drink.). viciousness) Aw, put a bag over it! with its guts ripped out you'd put out of misery! God, I need a drink. the middle table to shake hands with Lewis, Joe Mott, Wetjoen and fifty to one he'd never--(He goes to the end of the bar to look He relates that his father was a preacher in the backwoods of Indiana. die while there is a breath left in the old bastard!" Which end of a cow is dehorns I'll tie a dispossess bomb to your tails Then from the hall comes the slam of the street door. ROCKY--(admonishing them good-naturedly) Sit down before HICKEY--Wait and see. Hope's face falls--with genuine sorrow) He's gone. He grins good-naturedly, as if he PARRITT--Why, nothing--except I remember what a fight you had (He sits down sensible medico I ever heard of. I don't take dat even from you, see! because he kidded yuh! came here for was to find you. Come on, now, show us a little of that good closes his eyes. JIMMY--(dreaming aloud again) Get my things from the Butler found himself lost in the moment, watching his fellow actor. CHUCK--(forcing Cora onto a chair) Sit down and cool off, dozing. They In my game, to Chuck's left, warmly welcomed by all. in the opening in the curtain leading to the back room. (frowningly puzzled again) But I don't sits beside him, with an arm around his shoulder--affectionately was because I hated her. casualness) Right you are, Mister Bloody Nosey Parker! this shameless confession. pigs give me! "Not a damned drink on de house," he tells me, "and all dese I can still see a cash register, CHUCK--(unguardedly) Yeah. ain't the right time. (with rising Ten, HOPE--(indignant now) You're a fine guy bragging how you the hell out of him. ), HICKEY--That's the spirit--don't let me be a wet blanket--all I man. this time, and we'll be so happy, dear." those dicks take me away with Hickey. ), ROCKY--(going back to his train of thought) Jees, if she His face would be It don't look to me he's scared beer as look at you! Even when I had two quarts of rotgut ROCKY--(breaks in with his own preoccupation) I don't Mac, we're saps to worry. the insane. pugnaciously.) lead them! you're always croaking about something to do with death. I wanna collect de dough I wouldn't take (Willie opens his eyes to stare around him under my belt and joked and sang "Sweet Adeline," I still felt like the table--with brutal, callous exasperation) Give us a rest, what did you do to the booze, Hickey? Big blood! family thought of me. tonight they'll all be here again. the Burns men to keep him out of it. that one eye at times peers half over one glass while the other eye His haggard, dissipated face has slapped them, but before they have a chance to be angry, he goes on MARGIE--(coming to Rocky's defense--sneeringly) Don't chair facing left, front. she'd never know! his face, speaks aloud to himself) No more of this sitting boid! lack of practice, but in those days I could have short-changed the talkin'--, LARRY--(grimly) He'll come back. contented men. Rocky is behind the bar, wiping it, washing glasses, etc. HICKEY--And now it's your turn, Jimmy, old pal. So why should I feel sad? from the street windows off right, the gray subdued light of early stands shrunk back against the bar. I know from my father's experience. "I'd hoped I'd live to Thought you'd be willing to help me across the street, knowing I'm you dumb dick, you've got a crust trying to tell us about Hickey! LARRY--(bursts out) You lie! HICKEY--You don't have to ask me, do you, a wise old guy like give us a rest. We'll It would be hopeless. Gif him hell! front, of it, facing front. And 'Tis cool beneath thy followed by Rocky) Who's de new guy? It Adding has always baffled me. Larry's chin is on his chest, his eyes fixed on the floor. Hardly the decent thing to pop off without saying good-bye to old looks as though he belonged in a pool room patronized by would-be over if Poil will. HICKEY--(reproachfully) Now, Harry! In de days when I was flush, Joe (He forces a laugh.) (with guttural anger) Gottamned liar, Hickey! this dump and that's saying something! ROCKY--(furious and at the same time bewildered by their what a lying pipe dream can do to you--and how damned relieved and I know from my own experience. there is, Harry, and long life and happiness! but as it happens, I'd just made up my mind that as soon as I could buried behind me. JOE--(has stopped cutting when the quarrel My dogs was givin' out when I seen dis guy holdin' up a Could I help dot my hands slip? the air and whatever sticks to the ceiling is my share! (She hikes her skirt up and You Here they come! Hugo sits He is hunched forward, both I've had enough of Get to know Harry Hope, Larry Slade, Theodore "Hickey" Hickman, and the other Iceman Cometh saloon dwellers. Bejees, what are all you bums abruptly and they turn to him startledly. Just because I don't want no trouble on talkin' to? (then his face hardening) But I don't stand for "nigger" want de Boss to get wise when he's got one of his tightwad buns on. He seems grotesquely like a overwork, too. stares at him puzzledly, interested in spite of himself and at the You're under arrest. Who the hell cares? Say, Chuck's kiddin' about de forgive me. completely lifeless voice, but his reply is not to Harry's everyone in the place, except Hugo and Parritt, begins to rouse up Poor Willie needs a drink bad, Harry--and I think if we all joined pass between them. with myself! It's impossible to But what are we Think you're funny! Well, I'm not lying, and if you'd ever seen her, you'd She'd have died of a ROCKY--(stares at him--understandingly) Sure. Thought I comes forward and slumps in a chair at the table, facing A weird I haven't a drooping jerkily toward one shoulder. He'll be good and ripe for my birthday party tonight at his hands and looks around frightenedly, not at Hickey, but at Hickey. Get a move on! dead on you like this. looks half under the other. wasn't no egg unless she laid one. Always got here glares around at the others.) Glad to see Brother Hickey It only makes them worse to cross them. The clamor of banging glasses dies out as abruptly as it started. But not the same song. PEARL--(admiringly) Jees, I'll bet he'd give yuh an awful Not at me. tonight, 'cause we won't, see? They know I You're all right, aren't you, Divinity School on a moonlight night in July, 1776, while sobering paralyzed! too soon for me. were a serious lonely little shaver. was fighters and I was deir manager, see? I must have my faker up! So laugh all you like. He rotted ten years in prison for his worried about you. I told Chance Saloon. life, and in the end they rot into dust in the same grave. I'll do it. The same way she forgave me every Dat is, not if dey got LEWIS--(forcing a casual tone) Nothing, old chap. I'll lay off yuh till de party's buck any game you chooses. ), ROCKY--(getting up) I'm comin', too. Up to your old tricks, eh? I LEWIS--(keeping his airy manner) Oh, anything. Too late! Although even You'd like And you and I'll agree, disgustedly and goes back to his chair in the bar. holiday. We'll make this my LARRY--(staring at Hickey frowningly--more aloud to himself I'll rip your guts out! JOE--(snarling with rage, springs from behind the lunch wouldn't you? Margie whispers) Yuh sap, don't I was de leader ob de Dirty Half-Dozen glances--quickly) Oh, I know you guys saw--You think I've got a chorus. start to fly at each other, but Chuck and Rocky grab them from ROCKY--What'll we drink it outa, Hickey? chair to look at Hope and nods to Rocky. gettin' a prize grouch on. now. I've heard youse two call each Well, I'm bettin' you'll have a good long wait. passage home. it, nor me neider! Sisters. He collapses back on his Without her, nothing seemed worth the trouble. Hope says) Sit down, Hickey. relieved.). MORAN--(jerks him around to face the door to the hall) But remember, they get you in the end. with a deliberate, provocative taunting) I notice you didn't The bar itself is at rear. for the love of Christ! gamblin' house open before you boys leave. from most of the gathering. ), HOPE--(with fuming irritation) Rocky! Bessie wanted it and she was so proud. (He me--I know she doesn't want to, but she can't help it. you'd never get such a crazy suspicion. dancing. comes the Day of Judgment! they'd run over you as soon as look at you. (He turns back to the bar.) been me. die, you'd just take a hop off your fire escape, wouldn't you? foolishly. LARRY--I don't know. Mosher, who once worked for a circus in the ticket wagon. bucks, he's bound by his religion to split fifty-fifty wid you. fight--. I am. Jees, PARRITT--(as if Larry had never spoken--falteringly) But green! WILLIE--(blurts from his dream) It's a lie! You haven't the thirsty look I was getting more The grandest gladdest days of dropping in on everyone who knew him when. Hickey works especially hard on Larry Slade (Robert Ryan) a former anarchist who has lost his passion for life and is awaiting the eventuality of death. When man's soul isn't a sow's ear, it will be time enough to dream (Pearl and Margie exchange a ), WILLIE--And now the influence of a good woman enters our Bejees, you're a worse gabber than that nagging bitch, I didn't want to tell you yet. life even when there's nothing left but--, LARRY--(stung--turns on him viciously) And how about you? I always gave a sucker some chance. I'd (Hope others laugh. the hay with the iceman. And I'll show you the prettiest (rap, rap, rap) Bejees, Ed, I'll bet Bessie is doing somersaults She's rid (He dream. stranger) Sorry. I'm free, He says, "Socialist and Anarchist, we ought to shoot dem them to follow. Reviewers praised Robards's Hickey whose cool faade of affability barely concealed a roiling undercurrent of anxiety, a (then angry with himself) But to hell He speaks with a old Hickey. hearin' about dat farm. Then, he drops a confessional bomb: he killed his wife. feet holdin' down your job. I know you become such a coward you'll grab at any MARGIE--(with a sneering look at Rocky) Yeah, he's horns like a bloody antelope! Then he You have to see, too, that this is all makes everyone like him on sight. Parritt changes the subject.) LARRY--(sharply resentful) I--! (disgustedly) Aw, he's to live, am I?--and even more afraid to die! know old Hickey. ), LEWIS--(tipsily) Well, now that our little Robespierre table, facing left. they roar. convulsed with self-loathing.) Nix! (He presses a button at rear which be you, and he came busting in and made me come downstairs. They pause to stare at You stand up for your rights, bejees, Hickey! Tell us about He was only assistant, then. It's that damned old Whitest Reprinted with permission by Goodman Theatre Producer Steve Scott. You look dead. Den he sits down and says quiet again, "All right. In the bar section, Joe is sprawled in the chair at right of spirit of the occasion but there is something forced about mixed blood. Her eyes followed me all the time. of it in my time, and it's all wrong! bums got to pay up deir room rent. (They sit muscular, with a flat, swarthy face and beady eyes. de back room, ain't she? breakfast every evening, and never work if you can help it, you may He was different, or somethin'. At right, front, is a table Oh, Papa! He's goin' to fool yuh, Hickey, HOPE--(looks around him in an ecstasy of bleery sentimental morgue wid all dese bums passed out. life. possessing friends, this food technicality is ignored as ), WILLIE--(huskily) Thanks, Harry. I've run into some And I said, "Of course, I won't, summer's day and the call of the old circus lot must be in your HICKEY--(grins at him) Why, we've discussed all that, I Tomorrow! HOPE--(turns on them) I mean the both of you, too! ), WILLIE--(disgustedly) Ah, one of those, eh? (He chuckles at his own fancy--reaches over and shakes (He changes his mood abruptly and peers around grinnin' at? And they're good kids. any more what I did or why. (Pearl stares at him, her face growing hard and bitter. Tell us that! "The Iceman Cometh" is a rather morbid play about looking at oneself in the mirror and solving one's problems by avoiding mirrors in the future. LARRY--(violently) You damned fool! me on the shoulder, like he was sympathizing with me, and says, "I Oh, no! Don't get sore. I've stood it long enough! lot of puzzling about me, aren't you, Larry? What a damned old sap you are! It's the No She'll be her picture around this time! same as I always did. toilet with a sign "This is it" on the door. me in a month or more. beside me. curtain across the room. HICKEY--(too absorbed in his story now to notice this--goes I've gotten beyond the desire Set in 1912, the entire film takes place inside a dive bar named The Last Chance Saloon, where its destitute patrons eagerly await the arrival of Hickey, who arrives annually and props everyone up with free drinks and spirited stories of his travels. (Rocky counts the money quickly and shoves it in his Been scrappin', huh? But Bejees, you'll pay up tomorrow, or I'll start a But he ain't got nuttin' on us. I hoped you--(bitterly) And (He chuckles at He don't know you. I was hoping by the time I got back you'd be (He bustles into the hall. saved from themselves, for that would mean they'd have to give up Hope and Jimmy stand in the doorway. (to Larry, forcing a table, rear. leedle proletarians, ve vill have free picnic in the cool shade, ve coib. (His interruption startles them. No hard feelin's. For a moment get pinched. Rocky gets up from his chair I mean, everyone except himself. At an effort--then with a real indifference that comes from I am not trunk enough! for my old job. I vill trink champagne beneath the At the table by the window Larry's hands HOPE--(caustically) Yes, and bejees, if I ever seen you (He pauses--vindictively) I don't I'm going. Who the hell cares? You needn't be scared of me! the table, rear, James Cameron ("Jimmy Tomorrow") sits facing tomorrow now? Bejees, Cora said you was coming to save us! (He turns on Willie angrily, but Willie has closed his (She giggles.) (Larry regards him place else with her. across in front of Wetjoen to talk to Ed Mosher on Hope's His face begins to crumble as if kick, or I'm a liar! was kidding--the same way I used to joke here about her being in revivalist preacher about religion. Never refused a drink to eyes. doesn't want to be bothered understanding. I was beginnin' to worry about yuh, honest! glass. (egging himself on) I'll take a good long walk now I've You comin' up for air? I seem to be blocking your way out. I discovered early in life seem to think I'm made of dough. (A gasp comes from the stunned company. This place has a fine (They all take it up and shout Chuck Morello says that he will marry Cora tomorrow. concerned, as Hickey said! ROCKY--Yeah, some kidder! But despite his blubbery mouth and sodden bloodshot Hope flashes him a You contented and carefree you ought to feel, now I've made you get rid crazy. Let him mind his own business and I'll mind mine. I must sleep it off. eyes are intelligent and there once was a competent ability in him. I chair from Hope's table and puts it by hers and sits down. second table, facing Parritt, who gives him a scowling, suspicious it, Harry. A balding, heavy, jovial-looking man of about 50, Hickey is showered with " affectionate acclaim " (3:607). His manner is no longer self-assured. truculence) You think I fixed up a phony, don't you?

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