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By Jack Joseph Smith

gauntlet. Looking at Dandy and then past him to the street, I said: There waiting for us. He he, they're waiting until I finish my eggs, he he. Well hurry up and eat them. I don't think they are going to take us in, so let's get the hell out of here. Wait till I finish my eggs. What are we going to do about Murphy? Eah. I think I've got a plan. What is it? I'm waiting for more developements. What kind of developements Dandy? It has been quite a fucking day, and we might as well put the iceing on the cake. I hope it's sweet. To many sweets are bad for the guts. Eah, let me think. Yeah, Yeah, it will work. What will work? What are you up to? He he. Christ, you're out of your mind. I'm into plan one, let's see if we can pull the whole think off. Dandy, let's just get the hell out of here. Eah. Yeah, I think I've got it. We got up from the counter, paid the bill, and started for the door. We were half way through the gauntlet, when I turned to see Dandy pulling his wallet out. He took a dollar bill from it, tossed it in the air, and said: Okey boys, you can go home know. I couldn't believe it, and I just said, fuck it, and walked to the police car and

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Dandy delays leaving the restaurant to finish his eggs, claims he has a plan, and then tosses a dollar bill at the waiting officers as if dismissing them before Michael gives up and walks to the police car.

The page is pure Dandy provocation: he treats the police gauntlet as another audience and another chance to stage contempt. Michael's reaction is simpler and more exhausted, registering that the joke has already carried them back toward custody.

Claude

With cops 'waiting' outside, O'Dandy refuses to be hurried - 'Wait till I finish my eggs' - and floats a vague scheme he keeps stringing along: 'I'm waiting for more developements,' deciding it is time to 'put the iceing on the cake' of 'quite a fucking day.' Indifferent to Murphy already taken, he muddles toward 'plan one' over the narrator's pleas to 'just get the hell out of here.' Halfway through the police gauntlet he stages his signature gesture of contempt - pulling out his wallet, tossing 'a dollar bill... in the air' and announcing 'Okey boys, you can go home know' - a provocation so absurd the narrator can only say 'fuck it' and walk himself toward the police car.