That's the kid.

You know, maybe my kids aren't the best-dressed kids,

My wife, and my kids, and my friends.

Get me back to my wife and kids.

I'll take the kids in the car.

And here comes the scare-baby, my kid brother, Harry Bailey!

and you live in Bailey Park with your wife and kid? That's right, isn't it?

Oh, this afternoon. I thought I'd give the kids a treat.

now why don't you be a good kid and we'll take you into a doctor.

I live in a shack in Potter's Field and my wife ran away three years ago and took the kid ...

There's no use kidding myself. I've been slipping ever since Guy Francon retired.

Oh, you mean the kid that had his ears slapped back by the druggist?

I never noticed it but he got his gang in little by little and now he owns them.

I think I'll go out and find the girl and do a little passionate necking.

The only thing I worship, and I've seen so little of it in life...

I'm shaking the dust of this crummy little town off my feet, and I'm going to see the world ...