The Conversation Piece 9:50
Shakey 
Markey
Alone at last, ay Porky?
I don’t like you. Not one bit. Just to be clear on it.
And yet we’re stuck here, right? May as well make the best of it.
Fine. What should we talk about?
Baseball.
Why not stick to things we both know about?
Because I feel the need to educate you. My civic duty. Lesson One: the name was Thomas.
God, you’re an ass.
You know what a funny thing about life is? If someone really wanted to murder a person, they could do it easy. Even the president, the most protected man on the planet. Quite a few have been offed. Even more shot at. All it takes is one random kook, maybe someone you hardly know, to have it in for you. Sort of humbling to think that, isn’t it?
What do you want from me?
Admit that it’s Thomas.
What’s the point of it, forcing me by racketeering?
My patience is just about out.
Fine, it’s Thomas, OK?
You see that busted watch? That’s you, fat man.
