Modern Screen (Feb-Dec 1959)

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I listened and looked up to the dark sky, a black blanket without stars or moon. Then I put my face up against the window, clouded with cigarette smoke and steamy with moisture from the clubroom s heat, but I couldn't see much except a bar. The big show was in the back, and the back room was draped off. I've never been one for nightclubs. I don't drink or smoke. But the music held me. So I stood there, listening to that unseen trombonist blow sweet and mellow notes from his horn. The sound reminded me of Glenn Miller's, gentle and effortless. But before I knew it, there was a gang of young guys— four of them— huddled around me. All of them were in their teens. One of them with a very cocky manner, his cap was tipped to the side, his coal black hair falling over his forehead, seemed to be the leader. He snapped at me. "Hey, buddy," he sneered, "ain't you a little cold with only a raincoat?" ; I don't like to wear overcoats— they re so bulky and uncomfortable. I always wear raincoats, even in the dead of winter, but I bundle up with sweaters and woolen scarves underneath. "No" I answered back. "What about yourself?" He and his pals were dressed in dark leather jackets and Levis. "What's it to you?" he snarled. "Hey, man," another of the guys called out He was over six feet tall, skinny and blond, without a cap. "You," he pointed at me. "You're Tony Perkins. I didn't know what I should say. "Yeah," the leader said, cocking his hat more to the side. "You're right. I never thought of it. It's him." A dangerous walk The thin blond-haired guy who recognized me piped up, "What're you dom , man, around this part of town?" "Just walking, that's all," I said. "Buddy," a third guy, with a chunky build, yelled out, "if I were you, Id pick safer parts of town to walk around in! They all started to laugh. "Hey Perkins," the tall fellow said, throwing his head back in a funny way. "What's Sophia Loren like? Is she really The leader interrupted, "I bet you have a ball out there in Hollywood with all those dames." This was a safe territory for conversationwomen. So I told them about Sophia Loren and Silvana Mangano and Audrey Hepburn. The chunky guy wanted to know if we got a chance to practice-kiss. It was getting cold, standing there, so I suggested we walk a little to keep warm. Suddenly one of the fellows, one who hadn't said anything before, muttered, "Aw, come on, you guys! Knock it oft! His speech was thick, and from the way his eyes looked, I could tell he was drunk. "Let's move," he said. "It's getting late, and the guy'll close up the store before we get there." He reached mto his back pocket and grabbed a piece of taped pipe, about a foot long. With half-closed eyes, he fiddled with the length of pipe and tapped his foot against the pavement. "Well," he said impatiently. "What do y'say? Are we or aren't we?" The blackhaired leader looked at me. "Okay, Tony Perkins," he said. "If I were you, I'd take off Now. This minute. I didn't know what to do. I knew they were looking for trouble, but what? Vandalism? A holdup? A fight? I knew I was in the midst of an awful predicament and yet a morbid curiosity made me want to know what it was. Hesitantly, I said, "What's . . • whats going on?" "What is it, Perkins?" the leader asked me in a gruff voice. "I was wondering," I said, what was going on . . . that's all." "Well, I'm warning you," he told me. "Move on, and you'll be all right." No matter how gruff he tried to sound, he seemed like a good guy. In fact, so did the others, underneath their toughness. "Okay," I said to him, and I put my hands in my raincoat pockets. The short fellow, the one who was drunk, swung out at me with his piece of pipe. "Lay off," the leader said. "Save your fancy stuff for later!" "Perkins," the skinny six-footer said, "don't forget to tell Sophia to look me up Anthony Perkins believes that men often go about their jobs like automatons, just doing the jobs they're assigned, oblivious to all other matters. He decided to prove ^ it. He placed his wrist watch in 4 side his empty water glass. The 4 bus boy came by and poured, filling all the glasses, including the one 4 ► with Perkins" watch in it. < Leonard Lyons in the New York Post < ► < when she gets into New York. She^s one movie star that's right up my alley! They all laughed— a crazy, almost unnatural laughter. I started to walk away. I took a couple of steps in the direction of Ninth Avenue. In the background, the jazz trombonist from the striptease joint sounded off with a mellow rendition of Here I Go Again. "Hey " the leader's voice shouted above the music of the trombone. "Perkins! Hold up a minute!" , The guys shuffled over toward me. LiOOK, Perkins," the leader said, his dark .eyes looking straight into mine, we don t like any trouble, see? You're an all right guy but if you run into any uniforms, you better keep your mouth shut, because it you don't— you're in trouble!" "No problem," I said, and I made a clamping motion over my mouth with my fingers to show him my lips were sealed We all stood there. I shifted my weight from one foot to another. I knew I should let it go, but against my better judgment I said, "Cant you guvs tell me what you're up to? They all eyed one another suspiciously. "What do you want to know for? the leader laughed harshly. "Do you want to cover for us?" , . "Well," I said, shrugging my shoulders, "if vou tell me about it, maybe I will! They all laughed that cackling laughter again. The short guy said, "Tell him if he covers, we'll diwy up with him. "Okay," the leader said; "I'll tell him. What do you say, guys?" The chunky, big-boned guy mumbled, "What for?" . , But the leader motioned to me, and I walked over. We huddled together in the dark doorway of a tenement and they told me they were looking for kicks. "Where're you going to find them! "Over there," the leader pointed with his thumb. "At the liquor store" "What do you want?" I said in a low voice. "Whiskey?" ,. "Now, how did you guess? the tall