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Show 83 "Since the Korean?" asked Red. Helen came in and gave Bush xxa the two bottles and two glasses and gave one glass to everyone else. "The war between good and evil," said Jon. "Between those who believe and God and those who don't, Communism." Helen went behind Jon and massaged his shoulders. "He seems all right to me." "He is," said Jon. "He refers to himself in the third person," xx said Bush. "He doesn't," said Jon. Bush poured, drank, poured. "You ixikxiaxikaxxxxxixxxxxax ikxxxxixaxxiaikxkxxkxxx think the saints are talking to you." Jon shrugged. "You're jealous." Bush poured and drank again. "Edju told you I have to go in the hospital," she said to Red and Helen. "Yes," said Helen. "A vein in my leg," said Bush. "You'll be fine," said Helen. "Who knows?" said Bush. "Doctors are jerks. All they care about is money." "They don't treat the soul," said Jon very seriously. "If the soul is healthy, then what else matters?" "My leg, for one," said Bush. She looked at Red. "You see, he's not so bad. He's just got his head in the clouds." Jon felt for his head, then put his hands in front of him on the table. "No one wants him," said Bush. "Stanley won't take him. David won't take him. They have families. Frances is in Baxax Detroit." "They could come get him," said Red. Bush ignored him. "He can't fend for himself while he's like this. Edju wants to x put him in an asylum." "Edju doesn't have a family," said Red. "Where would we be without family?" asked Jon. "Not outside an asylum," said Helen. "I'm not afraid," said Jon. "I'm xax responsible for my men. 8t/£there's a bomb on board" |