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Art, literature, fringe science, rum, Mahler's Second, slacking on the beach, Project Mayhem.
Chapter 1
All Gaul is divided into three parts, one of which the Belgae inhabit, the Aquitani another, those who in their own language are called Celts, in our Gauls, the third. All these differ from each other in language, customs and laws. The river Garonne separates the Gauls from the Aquitani; the Marne and the Seine separate them from the Belgae. Of all these, the Belgae are the bravest, because they are furthest from the civilization and refinement of [our] Province, and merchants least frequently resort to them, and import those things which tend to effeminate the mind; and they are the nearest to the Germans, who dwell beyond the Rhine, with whom they are continually waging war; for which reason the Helvetii also surpass the rest of the Gauls in valor, as they contend with the Germans in almost daily battles, when they either repel them from their own territories, or themselves wage war on their frontiers. One part of these, which it has been said that the Gauls occupy, takes its beginning at the river Rhone; it is bounded by the river Garonne, the ocean, and the territories of the Belgae; it borders, too, on the side of the Sequani and the Helvetii, upon the river Rhine, and stretches toward the north. The Belgae rises from the extreme frontier of Gaul, extend to the lower part of the river Rhine; and look toward the north and the rising sun. Aquitania extends from the river Garonne to the Pyrenaean mountains and to that part of the ocean which is near Spain: it looks between the setting of the sun, and the north star.
Steve Ditko. Know him?
"Mr. A is based on Ayn Rand's theory of justice, on Aristotle's law of identity, his definition of man and his view of art.
"Aristotle said that art is philosophically more important than history. History tells how man did act, art shows on how man could and should act. Art creates a model - an ideal man as a measuring standard. Without a measuring standard, nothing can be identified or judged, but everything can be measured. Disease and sicknesses are measured by a healthy organ or body. All measurement requires an appropriate standard. With it, one can measure down to atoms, up to the stars and the changes in the character of a man.
"Aristotle defined man as a rational animal. Rationality is the potential that has to be actualized by choice and the right thinking method of logic applied to reason. The standard of measurement for all is the rational, logical ruler. It objectively measures the rational and irrational thinking. A hero measures a man at his best in the worst situation. A hero is a man admired for his qualities or achievements and regarded as an ideal or model.
"Aristotle formulated the law of identity - A is A, a thing is what it is, it has a specific nature and identity. Truth cannot contradict itself and also be a lie. Mr. A's black and white card symbolizes the law of identity. It identifies the two moral potentials possible - the good and the evil and by one's chosen action, the best or the worst potential can be actualized. The card is also a symbol of justice. For Ayn Rand, justice is objectively identifying a thing for for what it is and treating it accordingly. No one gets the unearned. The innocent is not penalized, the guilty is not rewarded. The card is a refusal to violate the root of justice - the law of identity - by a grey compromise: the refusal to sacrifice the good to the evil or to accept any part of the evil as a greater good.
"Society has its admirable people. Its heroes. They are found in all professions. But hidden by the complexities of society, they are not as clearly defined, not as understood and not as effective a model as a story with two opposing forces of right and wrong in a dramatic presentation revealing the characters' choices and actions that identify them and lead to a just ending where the hero and the right view of life wins.
"Early comicbook heroes were not about life as it is, but creations of how a man with a clear understanding of right and wrong, and more courage, chose to act - even if branded an outlaw. He dispensed a better justice than pervading legal, moral one. He was a moral avenger. He was not like everyone else. Not the average, the common or the ordinary man. He was the exceptional one. The uncommon one. The one doing what others were unwilling to do, regardless of the opposition and the consequences to himself. His success provided a better model. Through a hero, one could identify the foolish, the corrupt and the guilty.
"A lead character can be better or worse than society's best model. And if a man with proven better qualities appears, then a new measuring standard for men, and society, is established. A hero is a model for everyone. But not everyone is willing to act at his best. A less demanding model blending good and bad is more comforting, easier to accept. For the self-flawed, an anti-hero provides a heroic label without the need to act better. A crooked cop, a flawed cop, is not a valid model of a good law enforcer. An anti-cop corrupts the legal good, an anti-hero corrupts the moral good. Both corrupt ideals. Both choose the flaw over the perfect.
"The perfect is identified and measured by what is possible to man. A perfect bowling score. A perfect response accepts the truth and rejects the lie. The perfect hero, on principle, says yes to a true identity and no to a contradictory one. Ruled by justice, he treats every identity as it deserves. He is the actualized potential for good in its purest form. A true moral measuring ruler. He is the most human and deserving of respect. Today's flawed superheroes are superior in physical strength but common, average, ordinary in mental strength - rich in superpowers, but bankrupt in reasoning powers. They are perfect in overcoming the flawed supervillains, saving the world, the universe!, yet helpless to solve their common, average, ordinary personal problems. It is like creating a perfectly physical adult with the reasoning limits of a six-year-old.
"The creators of flawed ideals believe that no real difference exists between a flawed hero and a flawed villain. Both have some good and some bad in them, so they blend into a greyness where no one is better than anyone else and where the worst can justifiably claim that he is as good as, as grey as, the best. If it is impossible to know what is true and to do what is right, then the flaw, the worst, will be the new standard of good. Man will be defined as a flawed, anti-rational animal and all that corrupts and harms life will be the new virtues. Like deliberately flawed eyesight, where self-blindess is the ideal. Anti-life behavior will be the new standard for living.
"The resentment against the perfect hero is a resentment against A is A - against the integration of truth and behavior - against the non-contradictory identity of a moral ideal - against reality and life's measuring ruler - a rational and moral standard."
I like these guys -- 45 Grave, Adam & The Ants, Al Hirt, Alien Sex Fiend, Arctic Monkeys, Art Brut, Art Tatum, Astrud Gilberto, At The Drive-In, Bad Manners, The Bar-Kays, Beat Farmers, Big Audio Dynamite, Bill Evans, The Blasters, Blur, Bob Marley, Bob Wills And His Texas Playboys, Bobby Darin, Bonzo Dog Doo Dah Band, Bryan Ferry, Cake, Camera Obscura, Charles Brown, Cherry Poppin' Daddies, The Clash, The Clientele, Cobra Verde, Cowboy Junkies, The Cramps, The Crystal Method, The Dave Brubeck Quartet, David Bowie, Dead Boys, The Dead Milkmen, Dean Martin, Death Cab For Cutie, Dick Dale, Django Reinhardt, Donovan, Dramarama, Dread Zeppelin, Duane Eddy, Electric Six, Elvis Aaron Presley (preferably fat), Frank Zappa, George Clinton & The P-Funk All Stars, Gore Gore Girls, Groove Armada, Guana Batz, Hindu Love Gods, Haywire, The Hippos, Hooverphonic, I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness, Ian Hunter, Iggy & The Stooges, The Impossibles, Israel Kamakawiwo'ole, J Street Jumpers, J.G. Thirlwell, Jack Dangers, The Jam, James Brown, JC Hopkins Biggish Band, Jerry Lee Lewis, Joe Strummer, John Valby, John Zorn, Johnny Cash, Junior Brown, Juno Reactor, Kidneythieves, Kill Switch Klick, The Killers, The Kinks, Klaatu, Klaus Nomi, LTD, Ladytron, Laika, Langhorns, Leon Redbone, Les Elgart, Link Wray And His Raymen, Liquid Soul, Little Roger And The Goosebumps, Lords Of Acid, Los Straitjackets, Louis Armstrong, Louis Prima, Lunatic Calm, Mad Caddies, The Magnetic Fields, Matisyahu, Max Romeo, Meat Puppets, The Melodians, Messer Chups, Metric, Michael Nesmith, The Mighty Diamonds, Mike Doughty, Mike Flowers Pops, Miss Ann-Margret, Modest Mouse, Mojo Nixon, The Monkees, Motörhead, Mustard Plug, My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult, Negativland, The Oscar Peterson Trio, Outrageous Cherry, Orbital, The Paragons, Parliament, Patsy Cline, Pérez Prado Orchestra, The Pietasters, The Planet Smashers, The Plimsouls, The Posies, Pretty Girls Make Graves, Primal Scream, Primitive Radio Gods, The Prodigy, The Producers, Propellerheads, Psilonaut, Psychic TV, Pucho & His Latin Soul Brothers, R. Crumb And His Cheap Suit Serenaders, The Ramones, The Raymond Scott Quintet, Reel Big Fish, Reggie Stepper, Reverend Horton Heat, Richard Cheese, Rick James, Rob Dougan, Röyksopp, The Rutles, Satan's Pilgrims, Science Fiction Idols, The Scofflaws, Seks Bomba, The Sensational Alex Harvey Band, Shirley Bassey, Sick Puppy, The Skatalites, Skavoovie & The Epitones, The Slackers, The Smithereens, Social Distortion, Soul Coughing, Southern Culture On The Skids, The Soviettes, Spike Jones, Spinal Tap, Squirrel Nut Zippers, Stan Ridgway, Steroid Maximus, Stiff Little Fingers, Stray Cats, Sugarcubes, Supercat, System 56, Tenacious D, Tito Puente, Tom Jones, Upper Crust, The Velvet Underground, The Ventures, Voodoo Glow Skulls, Wall Of Voodoo, Wanda Jackson, The Who, Who the hell reads this shit?, William Shatner, Zladko "ZLAD!" Vladcik and Zodiac Mindwarp
Plus these guys: The 4-Skins, 10cc, 13th Floor Elevators, Ace Frehley, Agent Orange, Al Green, Alice Cooper, Anita O'Day, Anny Celsi, Apollo 440, The Aqua Velvets, Art Of Noise, Artie Shaw, Aztec Camera The Bambi Molesters, Bauhaus, Beatallica, The Beloved Invaders, Benny Goodman, Bernard Herrmann, Billy Preston, Blondie, Blue Öyster Cult, Bo Diddley, Bongo Surf BoRiS aND THe GoDFaTHeRS, Bow Wow Wow, The Brand New Heavies, Breakfastime, Brian Eno, Brownsville Station, Budgie, Bunny Berrigan, Butthole Surfers, The Centurians, Cheap Trick, The Chemical Brothers, Classix Nouveau, Chrome Johnson, Chumbawamba, Clarence 'Frogman' Henry, Combustible Edison, The Coppertones, Death In Vegas, Deee-Lite, Devo, Dinosaur Jr, Dire Straits, Dirt Surfers, Dirty Vegas, Divinorum, Divinyls, Donald Fagen, Duke Ellington, The Easybeats, Echo & The Bunnymen, Ella Fitzgerald, Esquivel, Fletcher Henderson, Fluke, Foghat, Frank Black, Funkadelic, Garbage, Gein & The Graverobbers, Harry Nilsson, Hawkwind, Hello, Herbie Hancock, Herbie Nichols, The Hives, Honolulu Playboys, Insect Surfers, Interpol, Intoxica, Jack Teagarden And His Orchestra, Jazz Jamaica, Jimmie Lunceford And His Orchestra, Jimmy Durante, Jo Boxers, Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros, Joy Division, Judas Priest, Julie London, King Hammond, The Kingsmen, Kinky Friedman And The Texas Jewboys, LED ZEP, Liberace (no, really), Lou Reed, The Lunatics, Man Or Astro-man?, Marshall Crenshaw, Massive Attack, Me First And The Gimme Gimmes, Meat Beat Manifesto, Mekons, Melissa McDaniel, Mezz Mezzrow And His Orchestra, Mono Men, Mott The Hoople, Mungo Jerry, Neko Case, New Order, Nouvelle Vague, Nova Surfer, Oingo Boingo, One Man Army, The Orb, Paul Revere & The Raiders, Pete Townshend, Pink Martini, Pixies, Pizzicato Five, The Plugz, Portishead, The Pretenders, Psychedelic Furs, Public Image Ltd, Quazi Modo, ? And The Mysterians, Rainbow, Rammstein, The Ramones, The Replacements, The Residents, Roxy Music, Roy Orbison, Save Ferris, The Selector, Semisonic, Skalpal, Skinny Puppy, Sly & The Family Stone, The Soup Dragons, Spandau Ballet, The Special Beat, The Specials, The Spiders, Steely Dan, The Stranglers, The Strokes, The Surfaholics, Suzi Quatro (by popular demand), t.A.T.u. (the kissing, NOT their music *ugh*), Ted Weems & His Orchestra, Thievery Corporation, Thin Lizzy, Tino, Tom Lehrer, Tripping Daisy, The Tubes, Ultravox, Underworld, Ursula 1000, Wes Montgomery, XTC, Yes and Zero-One
Drive boy dog boy dirty numb angel boy In the doorway boy she was a lipstick boy She was a beautiful boy and tears boy And all in your innerspace boy you had Hands girl boy and steel boy you had Chemicals boy Ive grown so close to you Boy and you just groan boy she said Comeover comeover she smiled at you boy.
Let your feelings slip boy but never your mask boy Random blonde bio high density rhythm blonde boy Blonde country blonde high density You are my drug boy youre real boy speak to me And boy dog dirty numb cracking boy You get wet boy big big time boy Acid bear boy babes and babes and babes and Babes and babes and remembering nothing boy. You like my tin horn boy and get wet like an angel. Derail.
You got a velvet mouth youre so succulent and beautiful Shimmering and dirty wonderful and hot times On your telephone line and God and everything On your telephone and in walk an angel. And look at me your mom squatting pissed in A tube hole at tottenham court Road I just come out of the ship Talking to the most blonde I ever met.
Shouting Lager lager lager lager shouting Lager lager lager lager shouting Lager lager lager shouting Mega mega white thing mega mega white thing Mega mega white thing mega mega shouting Lager lager lager lager mega mega white thing Mega mega white thing So many things to see and do in the tube hole True blonde going back to romford Mega mega mega going back to romford Hi mom are you having fun and now are you on Your way to a new tension headache
Whoop, almost forgot:
In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines Sprung from cages out on highway 9 Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out over the liiiiiiine
WHOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAA
Baby this town rips the bones from your back It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap We gotta get out while we're young Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend I want to guard your dreams and visions Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims And strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap We'll run till we drop, baby well never go back
WHOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAA
Will you walk with me out on the wire Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider But I gotta find out how it feels I want to know if love is wild, girl, I want to know if love is reeeeeeeaaaaaaal
Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight In an everlasting kiss
HUH
The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive Everybody's out on the run tonight but theres no place left to hide Together wendy well live with the sadness I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Oh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Someday girl I dont know when we're gonna get to that place Where we really want to go and well walk in the sun But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run
If it doesn't have a robot or a guy in a cape I don't even want to watch the [EXPLeTIVE] thing.
ARMY CABLE BELL CBL
17:13 CST
A) URGENT
B) HQAAF
C) WASHINGTON
D) 8 JUL 1947
E) VANDENBERG
F) FROM: HQ 8TH AAF
G) SUB: ROSWELL
0) FWAAF ACKNOWLEDGES THAT A "DISK" IS NEXT NEW FIND WEST OF
1) THE CORDON. AT LOCATION WAS A "POD" NEAR OPERATION AT THE
2) "RANCH" AND THE VICTIMS OF THE WRECK YOU FORWARDED TO THE
3) ??TEAM AT FORT WORTH, TEX.
4) AVIATORS IN THE "DISC" THEY WILL SHIP FOR A1-8TH ARMYAMHC
5) BY B29-ST OR C47. WRIGHT AF ASSESS AIRFOIL AT ROSWELL. ASSURE
6) THAT CIC/TEAM SAID THIS MISSTATE MEANING OF STORY AND THINK
7) LATE TODAY NEXT SENT OUT PR OF WEATHER BALLOONS WOULD FARE
8) BETTER IF THEY ADD LAND DEMORAWIN CREWS.
9) RAMEY
TOP SECRET
Not in my backyard.
She came from Greece, she had a thirst for knowledge. She studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College, that's where I caught her eye. She told me that her Dad was loaded. I said in that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola. She said "Fine." And in thirty seconds time she said, "I want to live like common people, I want to do whatever common people do, I want to sleep with common people, I want to sleep with common people like you." Well, what else could I do? I said, I'll see what I can do.
I took her to a supermarket. I don't know why but I had to start it somewhere, so it started there. I said pretend you've got no money. She just laughed and said, "Oh you're so funny." I said, Yeah? Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here. Are you sure you want to live like common people? You want to see whatever common people see? You want to sleep with common people? You want to sleep with common people like me? But she didn't understand. She just smiled and held my hand.
Rent a flat above a shop. Cut your hair and get a job. Smoke some fags and play some pool. Pretend you never went to school. But still you'll never get it right. When you're lying in bed at night, watching roaches climb the wall, if you call your dad he could stop it all. You'll never live like common people. You'll never do whatever common people do. You'll never fail like common people. You'll never watch your life slide out of view and dance and drink and screw, because there's nothing else to do.
Sing along with the common people, sing along and it might just get you through. Laugh along with the common people. Laugh along even though they're laughing at you and the stupid things that you do because you think that poor is cool.
Like a dog lying in a corner, it'll bite you and never warn you. Lookout. They'll tear your insides out because everybody hates a tourist. Especially one who thinks it's all such a laugh. Yeah, and the chip stains' grease will come out in the bath. You will never understand how it feels to live your life with no meaning or control and with nowhere left to go. You're amazed that they exist and they burn so bright, while you can only wonder why.
Rent a flat above a shop. Cut your hair and get a job. Smoke some fags and play some pool. Pretend you never went to school. But still you'll never get it right, 'cause when you're laying in bed at night, watching roaches climb the wall, if you call your dad he could stop it all. Yeah. You'll never live like common people. You'll never do what common people do. You'll never fail like common people. You'll never watch your life slide out of view and dance and drink and screw, because there's nothing else to do.
I'll take one per week, thanks. Also, ignoring punctuation, spacing and capitalization, a monkey typing letters uniformly at random has one chance in 26 of correctly typing the first letter of "Hamlet." This same monkey also has one chance in 676 (26 times 26) of typing the first two letters. Because the probability shrinks exponentially, at 20 letters our monkey already has only one chance in 26^20 = 19,928,148,895,209,409,152,340,197,376, roughly equivalent to the probability of buying four consecutive winning lottery tickets. In the case of the entire text of "Hamlet," probabilities shrink so vanishingly small they can barely be conceived. The text of "Hamlet," even stripped of punctuation, contains more than 130,000 letters which would lead to a probability of one in 3.4x10^183946. For comparison purposes, there are only about 10^79 atoms in the observable universe and only 10^17 seconds have elapsed since the Big Bang.
Rudy Rucker. Aw crap, gotta name TWO ? OK. Um, Rudy Rucker and, uh, Brock Samson.
Statements made by Arthur Flegenheimer were taken down by a Newark police stenographer, F. J. Lang. The notes covered a period from about 4 o'clock Thursday afternoon until Schultz died. During that period he was delirious most of the time, but lucid at intervals.
A transcript of all he said follows:
Schultz at this time was irrational, suffering with a fever of 106 degrees and a bullet in his stomach. Sergeant Luke Conlon and other detectives from Newark police headquarters were at his bedside. One of the officers had a newspaper.
Schultz (noticing newspaper): Has it been in any other papers? George, don't make no full moves. What have you done with him?
Oh, mama, mama, mama. Oh stop it, stop it; eh, oh, oh. Sure, sure, mama.
Now listen, Phil, fun is fun. Ah please, papa. What happened to the sixteen? Oh, oh, he done it, please.
John, please, oh, did you buy the hotel? You promised a million sure. Get out. I wished I knew. Please make it quick, fast and furious.
Please. Fast and furious. Please help me get out; I am getting my wind back, thank God. Please, please, oh please. You will have to please tell him, you got no case. You get ahead with the dot dash system didn't I speak that time last night.
Whose number is that in your pocket book, Phi1 13780. Who was it? Oh- please, please. Reserve decision. Police, police, Henry and Frankie. Oh, oh, dog biscuits and when he is happy he doesn't get happy please, please to do this.
Then Henry, Henry, Frankie you didn't even meet me. The glove will fit what I say oh, Kayiyi, oh Kayiyi. Sure who cares when you are through? How do you know this? How do you know this? Well, then oh, Cocoa know thinks he is a grandpa again. He is jumping around. No Hobo and Poboe I think he means the same thing.
Sgt Conlon: Who shot you?
Schultz: The boss himself.
Sgt Conlon: He did?
Schultz: Yes, I don't know.
Sgt Conlon: What did he shoot you for?
Schultz: I showed him boss; did you hear him meet me? An appointment. Appeal stuck. All right, mother.
Sgt Conlon: Was it the boss shot you?
Schultz: Who shot me? No one.
Sgt Conlon: We will help you.
Schultz: Will you help me up? O.K. I won't be such a big creep. Oh, mama. I can't go through with it, please. Oh, and then he clips me; come .. that out, we don't owe a nickel; hold it; instead, hold it against him; I am a pretty good pretzler -Winifred- Department of Justice. I even got it from the department. Sir, please stop it. Say listen the last night!
Sgt Conlon: Don't holler.
Schultz: I don't wanna holler.
Sgt Conlon: What did they shoot you for?
Schultz: I don't know, sir. Honestly I don't. I don't even know who was with me, honestly. I was in the toilet and when I reached the -the boy came at me.
Sgt Conlon: The big fellow gave it to you?
Schultz: Yes, he gave it to me.
Sgt Conlon: Do you know who this big fellow was?
Schultz: No. If he wanted to break the ring no, please I get a month. They did it. Come on. (A name, not clear) cut me off and says you are not to be the beneficiary of this will. Is that right?
I will be checked and double-checked and please pull for me. Will you pull? How many good ones and how many bad ones? Please I had nothing with him he was a cowboy in one of the seven days a week fight. No business; no hangout; no friends; nothing; just what you pick up and what you need.
I don't know who shot me. Don't put anyone near this check~ you might have -please do it for me. Let me get up. heh? In the olden days they waited and they waited. Please give me a shot. It is from the factory. Sure, that is a bad. Well, oh good ahead that happens for trying.
I don't want harmony. I want harmony. Oh, mamma, mamma! Who give it to him? Who give it to him? Let me in the district -fire-factory that he was nowhere near. It smoldered No, no. There are only ten of us and there ten million fighting somewhere of you, so get your onions up and we will throw up the truce flag.
Oh, please let me up. Please shift me. Police are here. Communistic...strike...baloney...honestly this is a habit I get; sometimes I give it and sometimes I don't. Oh, I am all in. That settles it. Are you sure? Please let me get in and eat. Let him harass himself to you and then bother you. Please don't ask me to go there. I don't want to. I still don't want him in the path. It is no use to stage a riot.
The sidewalk was in trouble and the bears were in trouble and I broke it up. Please put me in that room. Please keep him in control. My gilt edged stuff and those dirty rats have tuned in. Please mother, don't tear, don't rip; that is something that shouldn't be spoken about. Please get me up, my friends. Please, look out. The shooting is a bit wild, and that kind of shooting saved a man's life. No payrolls. No wells. No coupons. That would be entirely out. Pardon me, I forgot I am plaintiff and not defendant.
Look out. Look out for him. Please. He owed me money; he owes everyone money. Why can't he just pullout and give me control? Please, mother, you pick me up now. Please, you know me. No. Don't you scare me. My friends and I think I do a better job. Police are looking for you allover. Be instrumental in letting us know. They are English-men and they are a type I don't know who is best, they or us. Oh, sir, get the doll a roofing. You can play jacks and girls do that with a soft ball and do tricks with it. I take all events into consideration. No. No. And it is no. It is confused and its says no. A boy has never wept nor dashed a thousand kim. Did you hear me?
Sgt Conlon: Who shot you?
Schultz: I don't know.
Sgt Conlon: How many shots were fired?
Schultz: I don't know.
Sgt Conlon: How many?
Schultz: Two thousand. Come one, get some money in that treasury. We need it. Come on, please get it. I can't tell you to. That is not what you have in the book. Oh, please warden. What am I going to do for money? Please put me up on my feet at once. You are a hard boiled man. Did you hear me? I would hear it, the Circuit Court would hear it, and the Supreme Court might hear it. If that ain't the pay-off. Please crack down on the Chinaman's friends and Hitler's commander. I am sore and I am going up and I am going to give you honey if I can. Mother is the best bet and don't let Satan draw you too fast.
Sgt Conlon: What did the big fellow shoot you for?
Schultz: Him? John? Over a million, five million dollars.
Sgt Conlon: You want to get well, don't you?
Schultz: Yes.
Sgt Conlon: Then lie quiet.
Schultz: Yes, I will lie quiet.
Sgt Conlon: John shot and we will take care of John.
Schultz: That is what caused the trouble. Look out. Please let me up. If you do this, you can go on and jump right here in the lake. I know who they are. They are French people.
All right. Look out, look out. Oh, my memory is gone. A work relief police. Who gets it? I don't know and I don't want to know, but look out. It can be traced. He changed for the worse.
Please look out; my fortunes have changed and come back and went back since that. It was desperate. I am wobbly. You ain't got nothing on him but you got it on his helper.
Sgt Conlon: Control yourself.
Schultz: But I am dying.
Sgt Conlon: No, you are not.
Schultz: Come on, mama. All right, dear, you have to get it.
(Schultz's wife, Frances, was brought to his bedside.)
Mrs Schultz: This is Frances.
Schultz began talking again:
Then pull me out. I am half crazy. They won't let me get up. They dyed my shoes. Open those shoes. Give me something. I am so sick. Give me some water, the only thing that I want. Open this up and break it so I can touch you. Danny, please get me in the car.
(At this point Mrs. Schultz left the room.)
Sgt Conlon: Who shot you?
Schultz: I don't know. I didn't even get a look. I don't know who can have done it. Anybody.
Kindly take my shoes off. (He was told that they were off.) No. There is a handcuff on them.
The Baron says these things. I know what I am doing here with my collection of papers. It isn't worth a nickel to two guys like you or me but to a collector it is worth a fortune. It is priceless. I am going to turn it over to... Turn you back to me, please Henry. I am so sick now.
The police are getting many complaints. Look out. I want that G-note. Look out for Jimmy Valentine for he is an old pal of mine. Come on, come on, Jim. Ok, ok, I am all through.
Can't do another thing. Look out mamma, look out for her. You can't beat him. Police, mamma, Helen, mother, please take me out. I will settle the indictment.
Come on, open the soap duckets. The chimney sweeps. Talk to the sword. Shut up, you got a big mouth!
Please help me up, Henry. Max, come over here. French-Canadian bean soup. I want to pay. Let them leave me alone.