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- 2502 belly voice, to leave him alone. But I'd plug him anyway. Six shots right through his fat
2503 hairy belly. Then I'd throw my automatic down the elevator shaft--after I'd wiped off all
2504 the finger prints and all. Then I'd crawl back to my room and call up Jane and have her
2505 come over and bandage up my guts. I pictured her holding a cigarette for me to smoke
2506 while I was bleeding and all.
2507 The goddam movies. They can ruin you. I'm not kidding.
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2508 I stayed in the bathroom for about an hour, taking a bath and all. Then I got back
2509 in bed. It took me quite a while to get to sleep--I wasn't even tired--but finally I did. What
2510 I really felt like, though, was committing suicide. I felt like jumping out the window. I
2511 probably would've done it, too, if I'd been sure somebody'd cover me up as soon as I
2512 landed. I didn't want a bunch of stupid rubbernecks looking at me when I was all gory.
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