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and my hands, that's not so bad, right?
[The Police Officer enters.]
POLICE OFFICER: Excuse me, Son. But what do you think you're doing?
JOE: Well, nothing, Officer. I'm just trying to save this woman's --
POLICE OFFICER: Save it for the Judge. You think I don't know who you are. You're under arrest.
JOE: Under arrest? For what?
POLICE OFFICER: For the theft of this young lady's arm.
JOE: She gave it to me.
POLICE OFFICER: A likely story. Come with me.
JOE: She needs our help.
POLICE OFFICER: I'm not asking you again.
[The OFFICER advances on JOE who punches him and knocks him out. He looks at his new arm.]
JOE: Wow! That Mary is one strong girl.
[This time he gives her mouth to mouth fearless of the consequences that may follow. MARY comes to.]
MARY: Well, it's about time. What happened to him?
JOE: Him? Ah, nothing. He just needed a helping hand so I gave it to him.
MARY: My arm looks good on you.
JOE: Thanks. You want it back?
MARY: No.
JOE: Are you sure?
MARY: If I need it, you'll be here, right?
JOE: Right.
MARY: Then I'm sure.
JOE: Well...
MARY: Well...
JOE: Whadaya say we go and get a slice of pie now?
MARY: Sounds delicious.
[They start to exit as lights fade to black.]
[The Police Officer enters.]
POLICE OFFICER: Excuse me, Son. But what do you think you're doing?
JOE: Well, nothing, Officer. I'm just trying to save this woman's --
POLICE OFFICER: Save it for the Judge. You think I don't know who you are. You're under arrest.
JOE: Under arrest? For what?
POLICE OFFICER: For the theft of this young lady's arm.
JOE: She gave it to me.
POLICE OFFICER: A likely story. Come with me.
JOE: She needs our help.
POLICE OFFICER: I'm not asking you again.
[The OFFICER advances on JOE who punches him and knocks him out. He looks at his new arm.]
JOE: Wow! That Mary is one strong girl.
[This time he gives her mouth to mouth fearless of the consequences that may follow. MARY comes to.]
MARY: Well, it's about time. What happened to him?
JOE: Him? Ah, nothing. He just needed a helping hand so I gave it to him.
MARY: My arm looks good on you.
JOE: Thanks. You want it back?
MARY: No.
JOE: Are you sure?
MARY: If I need it, you'll be here, right?
JOE: Right.
MARY: Then I'm sure.
JOE: Well...
MARY: Well...
JOE: Whadaya say we go and get a slice of pie now?
MARY: Sounds delicious.
[They start to exit as lights fade to black.]
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