Monday, August 31, 2009

The Informer!


Katie Madden: Ah, Gypo, what's the use? I'm hungry, and I can't pay my room rent. Have you the price of a flop on you?
Gypo Nolan: No.
Katie Madden: What's the use? Ah. don't look at me like that, Gypo! You're all I got! You're the only one. You know that. But what chance do we have to escape? Money! Some people have all the luck! [Indicating the ad in the travel agency window]
Katie Madden: Look at that thing handing us the ha-ha! Ten pounds to America! Twenty pounds and the world is ours?
Gypo Nolan: What are you saying that for?
Katie Madden: I know that what you hate the most is a tout who runs to the Black and Tans. A git who betrays his mates. You can't do it Gypo, I would rather be a whore.
Gypo Nolan: But it's not for the money. They are my friends. My true friends. Not the ones I have been around with these past few year.
Katie Madden: Ah but Gypo, if you turn informer you should never darken my door again. You are dead to me.
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15 comments:

  1. blakeAugust 31, 2009 at 3:50 PM

    Hmmmm. Are you gettin' at something? Is there a rat among us?

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  2. Trooper YorkAugust 31, 2009 at 4:07 PM

    To be sure a coward and a toady.

    An informer and a snitch.

    I hope he takes the hint to depart and never return.

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  3. chickelitAugust 31, 2009 at 4:21 PM

    I dislike snitching, especially when advocated by the WH.

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  4. chickelitAugust 31, 2009 at 5:03 PM

    @Blake
    He didn't delete us from the blogroll yet so I guess we're safe.

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  5. Trooper YorkAugust 31, 2009 at 5:07 PM

    Just watch it pally.

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  6. chickelitAugust 31, 2009 at 5:26 PM

    Hurumph!

    *flounces off again*

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  7. I'm Full of SoupAugust 31, 2009 at 5:45 PM

    Whatever you are talking about, I think it was Kyle.

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  8. RonAugust 31, 2009 at 5:48 PM

    Round up the posse? Bring the "necktie"?

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  9. Trooper YorkAugust 31, 2009 at 5:57 PM

    Good to see you cuz.

    We prefer the Agentine response.

    We just dissappear them. Heh.

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  10. DarcyAugust 31, 2009 at 9:30 PM

    I just read that over there and didn't like it at all.

    But I'm getting the rep as a scold over there, so I'm laying low. Still...it wasn't right.

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  11. DarcyAugust 31, 2009 at 9:35 PM

    So I just scolded over here. LOL

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  12. blakeAugust 31, 2009 at 9:37 PM

    lol

    Gotta stay in practice, Darce.

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  13. DarcyAugust 31, 2009 at 9:46 PM

    Butthead. :)

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  14. rcoceanSeptember 1, 2009 at 12:01 AM

    I understand how you feel, Cookie.
    It's sort of rough -- one American
    squealing on other Americans. Then
    again, Cookie -- maybe that stoolie's
    not an American at all. Maybe he's a
    German the Krauts planted in this
    barracks. They do this type of thing.
    Just put an agent in with us -- a
    trained specialist. Lots of loose
    information floating around a prison
    camp. Not just whether somebody wants
    to escape, but what outfits we were
    with and where we were stationed,
    and how our radar operates. Could
    be, couldn't it?

    COOKIE
    In this barracks?

    SEFTON
    Why not? Just one of the boys. Sharing
    our bunks. Eating our chow. Right in
    amongst the ones that beat me up.
    Except that he beat hardest.

    COOKIE
    Who is it?

    SEFTON
    That's not the point, Cookie. The
    point is what do you do with him?
    You tip your mitt and the Jerries
    pull him out of here and plant him
    someplace else, like Stalag ixteen
    or Fifteen. Or you kill him off and
    the Krauts turn around and kill off
    the whole barracks. Every one of us.
    So what do you do?

    COOKIE
    Who is it?

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  15. Bushman of the KohlrabiSeptember 1, 2009 at 10:24 AM

    Looks like I need to get out more.

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