“Ammonia, iodine and bandages,” says Thorpe, tending to the unconscious Mollett.
“Yes, sir,” says a clerk. Thorpe looks at Derry.
“Don’t say it, chum,” says Fred, removing his apron. “The customer’s always right, so I’m fired. But this customer wasn’t right.” Fred turns to Homer. “I’ll meet you outside in a minute, kid.”
Thorpe and Merkel help Mollett to his feet. Homer spies Mollett’s flag pin on the floor of the drug store. He picks it up with his hook and puts it in his jacket pocket.
Nighttime. Fred and Homer are walking along the streets of Boone City.
“Gee, Fred, I’m sorry I lost you your job,” says Homer. “But that guy…”
“Yeah, I know,” says Fred. “You read about guys like that, but you don’t often see ’em, luckily.” Fred looks at Homer. “How about your girlfriend?” asks Fred.