All language subtitles for The.Alfred.Hitchcock.Hour.1962.S01E06.Final.Vow.DVD

Oh, good evening.

I'm taking up a new hobby, tattooing.
It's a rather neglected art form.

A shame, really, for it has many
advantages over more conventional forms.

Tattooing adds a dimension most
paintings do not have, motion.

And it sometimes adds the element of
sound when I stick the needle in too

far.

Actually, I am only an apprentice.

I'm practicing on this piece of raw
beefsteak. My assignment is to use

varying shades of brown to make the
steak look medium rare.

In this way, if the aspiring artist
can't sell his canvases, he can always

eat them.

I think tattooing will revolutionize the
cosmetic field.

If your lips aren't red enough, or you
want the roses put in your cheeks, allow

me. Or if you wish to avoid military
service, I'm quite good at varicose

veins. But enough about body murals. We
are almost ready for tonight's

narrative. First, however, an item that
is certain to get under your skin.

I'm so sorry. It's all right, sister.
Chris will be all right.

No, please, please. It's my duty.

Excuse me.

Oh, sister.

Not tears again.

You've cried a whole river these past
weeks.

Sorry, Sister Jim.

I have only myself to blame.

You're not thinking of what we spoke of
the other day? I haven't been thinking

of anything, Sister. I've tried not to
think. Have you prayed?

I've prayed, Sister.

I've prayed for humility and obedience.

But there was no answer in my heart,
Sister Jim. Only silence.

Hush, Charles.

If I'm wrong, sister, if I truly belong
to you, wouldn't I know, wouldn't I feel

it inside? You must give yourself time,
my child.

These things can't be harassed. I don't
feel worthy of renewing my first vows.

You mustn't talk like that.

Oh, dear.

Reverend Mother wants to see you.

She's with Sister Lydia in the
infirmary. Is Sister Lydia worth? No.

It's about something else.

Go on.

Reverend Mother. Good morning, Sister
Pamela. Sister Lydia wants to talk to

you. Yes, Reverend Mother.

I'm so glad you're here, Sister.

Please sit down.

I know how troubled you are, Sister.

I know the signs.

I was a novice myself at your age.

I remember all my tears.

And all my unanswered questions.

Then something happened.

I was teaching in the parochial school.

And there was a boy.

His name was William Michael Downey. A
wild, unruly boy.

He became a criminal, sister.

I'm sorry for you, sister.

For 30 years I wrote to him.

Hoping that the change would take place.

He never answered.

Until now.

He wants me to come and see him in his
fine home.

I'm happy for you, sister.

Of course I can't go now.

But I want you to go for me.

I want you to see what faith and prayer
will do.

Will you do it for me, sister?

I'll be honored.

have to find a bus to go past Mr.
Downey's house. Oh, dear, I do hope it

won't be a long ride. I'm exhausted.

It's so warm.

It's a long trip.

Well, I don't mind. I'll certainly sleep
like a log tonight, even in a strange

bed at a hotel.

Come in, sister.

Sister Donnie, be right with you.

Please make yourself comfortable.

Thank you.

They're nice and cool in here.

Jim, did you notice this painting?

Sister?

How do you do, sister?

I'm Sister Pamela. This is Sister Gemma.
I'm afraid the trip has tired her out.

No, no, don't wake her up.

I'd much rather have a little private
talk with you.

I'd feel much better if you'd sit down.

Of course.

How's Sister Lydia?

Not well, but very happy to hear from
you at last.

She's told me all about you.

Yes, very dear lady. She never lost
faith in me, in spite of everything.

For 30 years, she kept up with me. In
prison and out, card at Christmas, a

letter on my birthdays.

And I've got a hunch she still mentions
me in her prayers.

I'm sure of it. You should be very glad.

Glad, sister?

I suppose you think her prayers have
helped me.

Yes, I do.

Have all your prayers been successful,
too?

Your home is lovely, Mr. Downey. You
must be a great art collector.

It's funny, isn't it? An old heathen
like me.

You still haven't answered my question,
sister.

Prayers aren't business deals, Mr.
Downey. They can't be judged as

successes or failures.

Sounds like your prayers haven't been
working out so good.

Then you're new at the game.

You look very young, sister.

I suppose you haven't been at the
convent long.

No.

It was a lot better than facing a cold,
cruel world, wasn't it?

Why did you say that?

Because there's something about you
that...

Look, sister, I've been through it all
myself.

The world's a noisy, messy place, full
of problems. So why ask for trouble if

you can avoid it? Run from it.

Find a quiet hiding place. Retreat.

Please.

I'm not blaming you, sister.

That's not what I got you here for.

Yes, sir. Bring it in, Arnold.

Yes, sir.

Our business won't take long, sister,
but I hope you and your friend will stay

for dinner.

We had planned to eat at the hotel, Mr.
Downey. Sister Gem is very tired.

Whatever you say.

I wanted to give Sister Lydia this. It's
beautiful.

It should look nice in the chapel, don't
you think?

This is very kind of you, Mr. Downey. I
would have preferred handing it to

Sister Lydia myself, but I went to
parochial school there and that was

enough, and I'll be blessed if I set
foot in that gloomy old place again.

Yes.

It must be very old.

About five cents. Comes from the Medici
Palace.

It's a couplet by Donatello.

Donatello? Priceless.

Donatello did some beautiful work in
bronze, but this is one of his

masterpieces. It's magnificent.

Sister Jen?

Sister Jen, look.

Oh, my goodness.

Did I fall asleep?

Look, sister.

St. Francis.

For the moment, I thought I was... Still
dreaming. It's a Donatello, Sister. A

priceless art treasure. And Mr. Downey
is giving it to Sister Lydia in the holy

name. How do you do, Sister?

I don't know what to say, Mr. Downey.
Except thank you.

Now perhaps you'll change your mind and
stay for dinner.

I don't know.

Oh, Sister Lydia will be so happy to see
this. I think we'd better go back to the

convent tonight.

It will be better than medicine for her.

Yes, Sister. There is one more train if
we hurry. Thank you, Mr. Downey. I'll

have my man get you a cab.

Tell Sister Lydia I'm sorry I never
answered her letters.

I hope this will make it up to her.

Don't pour it on too thick.

Train number two, arriving on track
eight from Chicago, South Bend, Toledo.

Let me carry the statue a while.

No, that's all right. I can manage. I
just wanted to check the train schedule.

I just don't understand all these little
notations.

Oh, here it is.

We'd better hurry.

Excuse me. Can I help you, sister?

No, thank you. I can manage. No, please,
please. I'd like to help. I saw I was

too heavy for you.

You know the track number?

Yes, track 15. Track 15. It's this way.
You follow me.

Train number eight, Wolverine, arriving
on track three.

We'll be late. Thank heavens for that
man.

I'm sure it's all right. He knows we're
going to try 15.

All aboard.

Do you see him anywhere?

He must be here.

Brass, he's gone on the train.

Excuse me. Did you see a young man
carrying a long, narrow, brown suitcase?

And he had another black one. And he was
wearing a gray hat. Sorry, sister. An

awful lot of people have gone through
this gate. He's not here.

He's not here. He's got to be here.

Sister, how could you do it? How could
you trust that man? He's got to be here.

Okay, Sergeant, bring him in.

All right, Quincy. Send him in.

Now, be sure and look him over
carefully, sisters.

All the men you'll see here today have
committed the same crime in the past, so

we may be lucky.

Can these men see us, Lieutenant?

No, they can't, sister.

You've nothing to worry about.

All right, Sergeant.

Number one, step forward.

Take off your hats.

Next.

Step back. Number two, step forward.

Number five, step forward.

All right, Sergeant. Step back. All
right, take him out, Francis.

Lieutenant, do you think the man knows
what he stole?

Its true value?

Well, naturally, we're keeping that fact
quiet.

If he knew the statue was worth a
fortune, he'd be that much harder to

find. All right, Sergeant.

Send him in, Clancy.

Come on, come on. Move lively, men.

Take a spot. Take off your hats.

Recognize somebody, sister?

I'm not sure, but the one on the end.

Number five, Sergeant.

Number five, front and center.

State your name.

My name's James K. Bresson. That's with
a B. What can I do for you, Sergeant?

I'll ask the questions.

What are you doing these days, Bresson?

Still working the terminals?

You got me all wrong, Sergeant. I'm
newly employed.

Where? At the Gramercy Appliance Company
over on 9th Street.

I'm in the shipping department there,
but I won't be for long if you guys keep

picking me up like this.

Not snatching any more suitcases?

I never snatched suitcases.

That last time was a bum rap.

And that assault charge you served time
for, was that a bum rap, too?

What do you think, sister?

It's the voice. The voice more than
anything.

You, uh, ever go to church, Bresson?

Huh. Huh.

Who, me, Sarge? What are you trying to
do, convert me?

He could be the one.

He could be the one. Oh, no, sister. He
was much taller, don't you remember?

And much younger.

You were hanging around the Union
Terminal Friday night, weren't you?

What's that, Friday night?

Yeah, say around 6.30.

No, no, I was out with my girl Friday
night, Sergeant.

You don't believe me? Ask her. I was
there from 5 to midnight. Yeah,

midnight.

What's the name of your girl?

Her name's Bess Mackin.

She lives at 200 Rice Avenue.

I never left her joint for a minute.

You see?

How could he be?

We can't accuse an innocent man.

So much like him.

Now, don't let his alibi fool you,
sisters.

His witness is his girlfriend, and you
know what that's worth.

We can't be sure.

It happened so fast.

What, uh, what do you say, Sergeant?

I'm just not sure, Lieutenant.

All right, Sergeant.

Step back, person.

I wish to leave the order, Reverend
Mother.

You can't know what you're saying.

I know, Reverend Mother.

But you're not a child, Sister Pamela.

You mustn't respond to trouble like a
child.

I've thought about it, Reverend Mother.
I've thought and I've prayed.

When a child is naughty, it wants to run
away from home.

But your home is with God.

You cannot run away from Him.

I'm not running away from God.

I wish to leave the order, Reverend
Mother. I'm not suited. I've known it

for some time.

Mr. Downey was right about me.

Mr. Downey?

Why should anything that Mr.

Downey says affect you?

Because he knew the truth.

Some people retreat to God, not advance
towards him, and that's what I've done.

I've hidden myself away from the world
for what I know to be selfish reasons.

But is that so bad, Sister?

I haven't been honest.

Not with myself, not with you, and not
with God.

What happened in that terminal was like
a sign from heaven telling me I couldn't

be trusted. I failed in my
responsibility.

Nonsense.

Poor Sister Lydia.

What shall I give her? My sincere
regret?

That statue would have meant so much to
her.

It was more than a gift of the Holy
Name.

It was a reward for a lifetime of work.

We will pray for its return.

Now, take hold of yourself.

I've got to leave.

Very well, Sister Pamela.

But think, pray, and if ever you want to
come back.

I've got to leave, Reverend Mother.

There's no other way.

Of course, it looks a lot better when
the sun comes out.

And, um... You can see the river on a
good day.

I think it'll be nice and comfy here.

It'll be fine, thank you.

Anything else you need, you just call
me.

Thank you.

Funny thing about girls who come to work
for us.

Eight out of ten of them wind up getting
married and having babies.

Nice for them, I suppose, but it's
awfully tough on the personnel

department.

I see you're not married.

Engaged? No.

Well, that's a relief.

Your typing test is pretty good. How
come you never had a job before?

I didn't need to work.

Oh, I see.

Well, we do have an opening in the
billing department that pays a little

more. Ever learn to use a statistical
typewriter?

No, I'm afraid not.

I've only learned general typing.

Well, Mrs. Ergman will be glad to get
you in the typing pool, I'm sure.

I'll process your application, and if
it's okay with Mrs. Ergman, you can

start work on Monday. And I'm sure it's
going to be okay.

Well, here's an employee's manual and
some other information you'll need. You

might as well take it along.

Thank you.

And don't get married over the weekend.

Watch yourself.

That concludes the first half of the
Alfred Hitchcock Hour.

We now have what is known as a station
break.

I know that during a coffee break, one
drinks coffee.

I have no idea what one drinks during a
station break.

Quite some time ago, I mentioned that
during a coffee break, one drinks

coffee, but I had no idea what one drank
during a station break.

After enduring that last one, I know.

If your constitution can stand it, we
have one more commercial and then the

second half of Final Vow.

Would you like to have lunch with us,
Pamela? We're going to the ghetto. Oh,

no, thank you. I brought my lunch today.
I thought I'd try and save it until

payday. Okay, we'll see you later.

Hey.

You got a match?

No, I'm sorry.

I've been seeing you around the joint
here. You, uh... What do you work for?

Lady Ergman?

Yes. Yeah.

She's an old badlax, ain't she?

She's very nice to me.

Yeah.

Hey, let me, uh... Let me give you a
little, uh... A little advice about this

place around here.

You don't want to be an eager beaver,
you know what I mean?

Nobody likes a hard worker around here.
They spoil it for the rest of you.

My

name's

Jimmy. What's your name?

Pamela. Pamela?

Kind of a high-class name, isn't it?

I mean, that's funny. Social register
stuff?

Yeah, you can call me James if you like.

See,

that's... No, no, don't get excited.
Don't get excited. I'm just looking for

the evidence.

Yeah. Just checking, you know. Just
checking for rings and stuff like that.

Everything checks out just fine.

Everything.

I think I'll get some milk.

One milk, please.

Listen, you live here in town?

Yes. What do you say I let you and me
take in a movie tonight?

Tonight?

Yeah, tonight or tomorrow night, the
night after. You tell her you ask your

social secretary when you're free, you
know, rather.

What's the matter?

What's the matter? You got something
against me, huh?

You got something against me?

Or is it the shipping department?

It's not that.

The typing pool ain't exactly the exact
floor.

Or is that what you're waiting for?

Okay, okay, you had your chance.

No, please wait.

What, you afraid to grab me alone when
you've been hearing things about me? No,

I haven't heard anything.

Oh, yeah? Well, come here.

This, uh...

It's going to be a little party Friday
night, see. You know, a few friends of

mine, some of them from the company
here. You know, a little party. And I

thought maybe you'd like to come over.
Let me give you the address here.

It's 200 Rice Avenue at Department 4C.

And the name is Beth Mackin.

I won't be able to pick you up.

I think maybe you'll find it by
yourself.

Beth Mackin.

Yeah. Yeah, that's right. Beth Mackin.

Let's say you try to be over there about
9 o'clock.

Got that?

And I think we'll have a ball.

Miss Wiley, a letter came for you.

Oh, thank you. It's from a convent.

You got friends in a convent?

Yes.

Dearest sister, these past weeks have
been empty ones for me since you left

the Holy Name. We speak of you often and
pray that someday you will return.

As for Sister Lydia, she was given
extreme action last week, but the poor

woman survived the crisis.

Was well enough by morning to take a
little nourishment.

However, the doctor isn't very hopeful.

Come on, you bum. Back to the cheap
prestige back there.

Some people, they don't know where they
belong, huh, Princess?

Here you go. Take a little drink. No,
thanks.

No, really, I don't want... I can't get
you a champagne, but I can offer you a

beer or whiskey with it. No, thanks,
really.

Look at those coochies. Look at those
coochies, man.

First,

man, I'm thinking of taking up the
minuet. You know what I mean?

What? How about it? You want a minuet
with me?

Why do you know? Why do you know?

I didn't think you could even smile.

Maybe there's some hope for you there,
Princess.

I'm a lot of laughs when you get to know
me.

I'm awfully warm.

Yeah, yeah. Oh, yeah, yeah. Totten and
Avedon is joining in. What, uh... Maybe,

uh... Maybe you and me, we could... We
could go for a little walk.

Right there.

A little walk.

Here. Oh, Jimmy.

I could use some help.

Here. Here, wait a minute.

I'll be back in a minute.

Be leaving.

Wait a minute.

I'll show you out.

Wait, wait, wait.

You know, the party ain't over yet.

Some of the crowd are going to meet me
over at the Moon Garden.

You know what I mean?

The Moon Garden, it's a real nice place.
I mean, I think you'd like it. It's the

kind of thing. I think I'd better be
getting home, really. Wait, wait, wait.

You can sleep all in the morning,
Princess. It's a Saturday, you know.

Can you do that?

Come on, look.

You're a nice kid, a real nice kid. I
mean, you've just got to relax.

You've got to have some fun. You've got
to have some games, you know. And I'm

just a boy to show you how to do it. I
know all the rules, you know. Please let

me go. Please let me go.

You bum, you... Come on, take it easy,
Beth.

Bum. Come on, Beth, take it easy. Let me
go. Come on, take it easy, Beth.

I ain't got all night. You coming with
me? I can't. I really can't. All right.

What do you want?

What are you hanging around for anyway?

I'm sorry, Bess. I didn't mean to cause
any trouble.

Trouble? You don't know what trouble is.

Have you got a hanky?

That bum.

Ooh, he's rotten.

You were smart not to go with him.

You can't trust a guy like that.

Don't drink anymore.

Listen, don't give me orders.

I take enough orders.

There's a hundred million men in the
world.

And I gotta get stuck with Jimmy Breton.

He's no good. He never was any good,
Jailbird.

I'm sure he's out on parole right now.

Where are the cigarettes?

But he is trying to reform, isn't he?

I mean, he has a job.

You call that a job?

Sixty bucks a week?

He only took that to satisfy his parole
officer.

He spends more than that on hair tonic.

Well, don't just sit there. Help me find
the cigarette for Pete's sake.

You think he ever takes me anywhere?

Buys me anything?

Look at this.

It's very pretty.

Glass.

all he ever gives me.

He's got plenty of dough to spend on the
horses, though. For that, he hocks

everything he can get, including what he
can get from me.

And all I get back are the pawn tickets.

Maybe I can find one in the kitchen.

I'm fed up, let me tell you.

You watch.

He'll come crawling back here tonight.

Only he's gonna be surprised.

I'm throwing him right out on his ear.
That's what I'm doing.

The minute he walks in here.

Hey.

What are you doing with that pawn
ticket?

What are you, anyway? Some kind of a
fancy sneak thief?

I'm sorry, Bess.

Go on, get out of here. You've caused
enough trouble already.

Go on, or bye.

What?

Do you want to huck something or sell
something, lady?

Bye.

But I don't know if you have what I
want.

I'm looking for something ornamental for
my apartment.

Well, like what?

Oh, I don't know.

An interesting lamp, maybe?

Sorry, we don't carry lamps.

Well, an interesting antique?

You're looking for the antique shop,
lady. This is a pawn shop.

Well, do you have any religious objects?

I've got rosaries and jewelries and
pictures. Tell me what you want and I'll

see if I got it.

I'm not sure.

Maybe a piece of sculpture would be
nice.

Sculpture? You mean like statues?

Why, yes.

Yes, that would be perfect.

Do you have any religious doctors, small
ones?

Wait a minute.

How about that?

That's a real fine piece of work, lady.
Ain't one of them cheapies.

How much?

Well, if you don't sell much stuff like
this,

I'd like to have it for 20 bucks.

Exactly what I've been looking for.

All right, 20 bucks.

Here, I'll do it for you.

What are you doing?

Helping you, lady.

But why? I just wanted to buy the
statue.

Sure you did.

All I want to do is check.

In this business, I like to know who I'm
dealing with.

What took you so long? I stalled her as
long as I could.

You only had to come around the corner.

Did you find anything?

Nah, nothing.

No gun identification, nothing.

You sure she's a cop? I don't know.

I don't know, but she's been acting like
a cop, all right. That's why I told you

to call me when she showed up here. All
right, bright girl.

You want to do a little talking now,
sweetie?

Please, Jimmy, I just came to buy
something, this statue. Yeah, you just

came to buy something, all right. Les
told me you asked about the pawn tickets

last night when I came back to your
place.

You never figured on that. I'm not with
the police, I swear it. Yeah, then why

all the nosing around here, bright girl?
Jimmy, I don't want no trouble in here.

Is she in a cop?

She's something, boy. I mean, she's got
to be something. Aren't you something,

huh? Please, I just wanted this statue,
that's all.

She's a nun, Wormer.

A nun. She was carrying this thing in
the terminal. Only, how did you find out

about... How did you find out about me?

How did you find out about me?

Come on, you talk to me! Talk to me!
Talk to me! I left the order over a

month ago. I had... I found out where
you worked because of the police line

-up. What are you... What are you
talking about the police?

I had to find the statue again, don't
you understand?

It was the gift of the convent. It meant
so much to them.

Oh, bad luck, Jimmy. Bad luck robbing a
nun.

Shut up! I didn't come to get you into
trouble, Jimmy. All I wanted was the

statue. I swear that. Yeah, you went to
a lot of trouble, didn't you? You got a

job down at Gramercy just to get next to
me, you little... That statue must be

quite a statue, huh?

A mess. A mess to me.

I don't want this kind of business. Why
couldn't you be more careful?

It's valuable.

It belongs to the convent, Jimmy.

I wanted to see it back where it
belonged.

Please let me have it. I swear not to
involve you.

It's sacred stuff, Jimmy.

We can't fool around with stuff like
that. You stop bothering me, you jerk.

This thing is old.

I should have seen that before.

Maybe.

Maybe hundreds of years old.

So what? So what good is it?

This thing may be worth a fortune,
that's what.

You may be right.

How come that religious stuff is worth
thousands?

I only heard once of it. Yeah, maybe we
could handle it through some art

collector. Or maybe we could just handle
it through Mike DeBronca, you know?

You know what this thing's worth.

Want to bring Mike in on this?

Yeah, bring Mike in on this. Why not?
What do you mean? You handle it yourself

with your nickel and dime stuff here?

What about her?

Huh?

That depends.

You don't have to sell us, please. I'll
pay anything you ask.

Yeah? How much, honey?

Maybe you could, uh, maybe scrape up a
couple of grand.

If you'll give me time.

You see there, Wormer, this thing must
be worth plenty. All right, girl, get in

the back room.

You call Mike. You tell him to come to
us.

He won't come.

He'll come when he hears what we got
here.

I got a feeling about this, Wormer.

Yeah.

I got a real good feeling.

It's Mike.

He's calm someplace in the neighborhood.

Well, he's just double-checking. He's a
wise fox, that Mike.

You tell him everything's okay to come
on over.

Mike, it's okay. Come on over.

What about her?

Just relax, just relax. No, I mean
afterwards. Actually, make the deal with

Mike. That's what I want to know about.
Look, if the deal's good enough, don't

worry. Don't worry about it, Wormer.

People disappear, don't they? I mean,
you read about it every day, you know.

You mean it, Jude.

That's right. I'm tired of these
Nicholson times.

I'm sick of these little deals where I
want to reach out for once in my life. I

want to grab something golden, real
gold. You know what I mean? This might

be it, right?

This is a pretty little picture.

Only I came all the way across town for
this, so make it fast and good.

Who's the girl?

Mr. Shut up. I didn't ask you.

She's a nun.

A nun, Mike. No kidding.

Don't give me that.

Since when do nuns wear lipstick?

Please, I... Shut up.

Can't you keep her quiet?

You keep your mouth shut like Mike said.

She was a nun, Mike, only she left the
convent. See, she was after the statue.

I swiped from her, and that's how come I
knew the statue was so valuable.

What statue?

We thought it might be worth plenty.

We figured that you'd know. We figured
maybe we could make a deal. Yeah, yeah,

that's right, Mike. Only we want a
straight cut. We want good terms this

time. Right straight down the middle,
50-50.

Uh-huh.

What happens to the girl after? We'll
take care of her. You can trust us.

Yeah, I bet I can.

You had this thing on sale?

Well, yeah, but that was before... How
much?

What were you pricing it at? Well, we
didn't know what to put, you know.

You know, I was going to sell it for 20
bucks. Can you imagine a thing like

that?

You're a fool, Warmer.

You melt this down for scrap, it's worth
maybe two bucks.

Next time you want to handle junk, call
a junk dealer, but don't call Mike. No,

wait a minute, Mike. This ain't got to
be worth something. I mean, that Dane

went to so much trouble over there.
Don't teach me my business, Junior.

If it was worth something, I'd hand it.
That's my livelihood.

It's a cheap copy of something that
wasn't any good in the first place.

There's a million of them floating
around the country.

Yeah, but the nun was... Yeah.

The nun.

That's what you get for being so stupid,
Bresson.

She doesn't understand about money.

They'll knock themselves out for a scrap
of junk just because it's been blessed.

And you better be careful.

This one's liable to say a prayer and
send you both to the devil. Not that you

don't deserve it.

What do we do now?

Do? You let her go, of course. What
else?

No, wait, wait, wait a minute, Mike. We
can't do that. Do as Mike says. We don't

need that kind of trouble.

All right.

All right.

All right.

You listen.

You listen good to me, Princess.

I'll swear I'll kill you.

I mean, I'll kill you if you turn me in,
you understand? I said I wouldn't give

you away, Jimmy. All I ever wanted was
the statue.

Just a minute.

Take it.

Hey, you can't do that.

Go on, sister.

Go on, do what he says.

You said 20 bucks?

Yeah, consider yourself lucky Well At

least I got 20 bucks Shut up

Sister

Pamela

Can I give you a lift?

You want me to wait for you?

No, you don't have to wait.

I'm going to stay.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Sister.

I said some rough things to you.

I mean the day you came to see me.

I just wanted you to know I was wrong.

You're not hiding from anything.

Thank you.

Don't forget to say hello to Sister
Lydia for me.

Come on, let's get out of here.

graduated from tattooing raw beefsteak
to working with a live model. I'm quite

excited.

In some localities, busy bodies are
destroying the natural beauty of the

landscape by removing billboards.

We hope to circumvent this by tattooing
advertisements on the sides of the

animals that graze along the highway.

Thus, art nature and commerce are fused
in a beautiful tribute to man's

ingenuity and speaking of commerce