Little Fugitive

Don't be such a sore head Joey.

I was only teasing.

I did not mean to drop the bat on your head.

Anyways I didn't think it would hurt so much

Oh yeah. It hurts every time you throw it.

That's Lennie. He's my big brother.

He's twelve today.

That's his birthday present, the harmonica.

Lennie is a good harmonica player.

He's a good baseball player too.

He shouldn't got no birthday present 'cause for all the time he's teasing me.

He never even lets me touch his harmonica

That's my kid brother Joey.

Everyone says "Could we kiss him?"

So go ahead, kiss him.

Joey isn't so bad.

But he's a pain in the neck in the summer.

On account of my mom working I take care of him.

Boy, am I glad it's Saturday.

Joey's smart for his age, especially about horses.

He don't hardly think a nottin' else.

In all ya whole life you never met a kid

what happened to be so crazy about horses.

Come on let's play ball.

Okay, but anyways you don't have to grab.

Let me play, Lennie.

You? Play with us?

Okay, take your gun off.

I don't want to take it off. Don't play!

I want to play!

Okay, come on.

Wanna take the lick, Lennie? Okay, Harry.

I want to be up first. Listen to him.

You play in the out field, pest.

Way out! Not fun!

Hey, Charley!

How many times you been up?

'Bout fifteen.

I ain't been up yet.

Those paws with butter fingers?

You didn't hit anything to me.

Here's one Joey.

I got it. I'm up.

Come on, guys. Let's knock off.

What say, Lennie?

It's my turn, my turn.

Oh, why should I worry about him?

You didn't give me a turn.

Boy, I'm hot.

I hope its even hotter tomorrow when we go to Coney Island.

Hey fellas, I almost forgot.

Look at this!

They're real!

Sure, my mom gave it to me for my birthday.

To spend on Coney.

Wow, we can all go on a parachute!

Where do you get that all stuff?

Means I can go on the parachute, plenty of times.

Give me the ball.

I'm going to practice throwing so I can win a prize tomorrow.

You know where you knock the bottles down.

Oh yeah. I think I know the place.

Come on, fellas.

Good shot!

Nice throwin'.

Let me try.

What for? You don't need no practice.

You ain't going to Coney with us.

Just 'coz Joey ain't even old enough to come with us you don't have to rub it in.

Huh! I suppose you won't be glad have him as a pet for a whole day.

Sure I will but you don't have to rub it in.

Please Lennie, let me try.

Okay, knock 'em down.

See, stay!

Do you think the Dodgers would hire him Harry?

He'd play for the giants.

Come on fellas, I got to go.

Yeah, we better go too. Come on Joey.

Ma! Ma!

Ma, Lennie's teasing me!

Quiet, I'm on long distance.

Have you had the doctor?

Are you sure that's what it is?

Or what he thinks.

Of course, of course.

You got to have someone ...

Did you call Helen?

Oh ...

All right.

Ma!

Shut up, mom is on long distance.

What's the matter, mom?

Grandmother is very sick boys. I've got to go to her.

Is grandma going to die ma?

Shut up you dope.

Don't worry ma, she'll be okay.

I'll only be gone a day, boys. I'll be back tomorrow afternoon.

Tomorrow afternoon? You mean you're going today?

Yes, dear.

I'm making a 2 o'clock train.

But mom! Come on!

Who's going to take care of Joey tomorrow? You'll have to.

But mom ...

Aw, tomorrow's when I'm supposed to go with the fellas to Coney Island.

My birthday present.

I don't want to take Joey with me. No, Dear.

Joey can't go to Coney Island. Neither can you.

I'm sorry Lennie, but this is an emergency.

Why can't I go, mom?

Why can't Joey stay home alone?

I don't want to stay home alone.

If your father were alive, things would different.

But you're the man of the family now.

I don't want to be the man of the family.

I want to go to Coney Island with the fellas.

You don't want. You want.

You think I'm going to work every day in a department store,

and stand on my feet behind a counter at Polancer and Keethouse.

But I got to do it or we don't eat.

And you got to stay home with Joey tomorrow.

Don't look like that.

It's not such a big sacrifice.

You go to Coney Island some other time.

Come on have your lunch, Lennie.

Oh Lennie!

See that Joey gets to bed on time tonight.

And you stay in with him.

Lennie. I am leaving you a shopping list with six dollars.

A five and a one.

Make sure you get the right change for the five now.

Don't forget. Promise.

And remember Mrs. Carlson is always home, in case anything happens.

Roses are red, violets are blue,

I can't go to Coney Island and you can't too.

Lennie!

If it's nice tomorrow, I think Joey to get some air.

I don't want you both cooped up in the house all day long.

I know you think you take care of your brother. Your a good boy Lennie.

I'm glad I have two wonderful boys.

Lennie!

Oh, Joey!

What kind of a lunch is this? You didn't touch a thing!

I'm not hungry.

I don't know how you live. Come on. Drink your milk.

I'm leaving the money and the shopping list right here under the telephone.

Bye, Lennie.

Goodbye.

Bye, Joey.

Bye, mom.

Bye, boys.

Get out of here!

Happy birthday.

Drop dead!

Play with me Lennie. No!

Mom says you should take care of me.

I want to play.

Stop pestering me.

Do you want to play?

Okay. Let's play hide and seek.

Alright.

Start counting.

10 ...

Hot!

I can't go tomorrow fellas. What do you mean you can't go?

I just can't go, that's all.

I got stay home and mind Joey. Aw.

My mother went away.

I got to mind Joey. Aw. Jeez.

Hey Lennie,

Look at this.

I bet you if this here was Joey this was you.

Joey ain't got that much blood.

I know how you can get rid of Joey.

How?

You bury him under the sidewalk and cement it up again.

They'd never find the body.

Ah, you'd have to kill him first.

Why?

It was only an idea.

Wait a minute, I got it.

We stab him with an icicle.

So what?

They never find the murder weapon. It melts.

Where'd we get an icicle in the summertime?

I read a good one. The Indians used to do it.

We stake Joey on a desert.

Then we take a keg of ice with a rattle snake in it and put it on his chest.

Then the sun melts the ice. Ah, more ice?

Last night on the television they blood come out of a guy's ear.

Blood? You dope. That's ketchup!

Ketchup? So that's how they do it ...

You'd better change your shirt, Lennie. It's going to get full of ketchup.

Where was you?

Why didn't you find me?

I looked everywhere, but you wasn't there.

I got tired tired of hiding.

Hey, Joey. Harry has a real gun.

A real one? Yeah, he's over on the big rock. Come on.

Hi, Lennie.

Watch this.