#repossession

TOP PANEL [ID: Barney staggers out the front walkway of a large ornate place with a marble archway behind him. He's on crutches, his head is bandaged up and his left arm is in a sling. /end] Barney: Ahh, now it all comes back to me. I've been in the hospital.

MAIN COMIC [ID: Barney stands on the front doorstep of a man with a sun-print vest, striped pants and a mustache. Behind Barney stand two tough-looking bouncer types. /end] Eddie: Who are you? Barney: I'm the collector for the Bimbo Piano Co. You're behind in your payments. My men are here to take away the piano.

[ID: Barney stands impatiently behind his young daughter, who's practicing at an upright piano. The man worriedly pulls up a chair for him. /end] Eddie: Annebelle is practicing her lesson. Won't you sit down? She'll be finished in a few moments. And you can take the piano. Tell your men to wait. Barney: Hurry up, kid!

[ID: The man sternly instructs Barney, who holds out a paper and pen. /end] Eddie: Call me when my step-child is finished. I'll be in the back room. Barney: All right. Just sign this paper and I'll be all set.

[ID: Barney sits angrily behind the practicing child, plugging his ears with both index fingers. /end] Barney: This is murder!! Annebelle: One two three four, ONE two three four.

[ID: Barney leaves the room and looks around the house curiously. He hears voices from the other end of a closed door. /end] Annebelle: One two three four, ♫♫♫♫♫ one two three four. Barney: ? Gambler #1: Raise you ten, Eddie! Eddie: This is the last time around. Double the ante. Gambler #2: You win. Gambler #3: Deal the cards.

[ID: Barney walks into the room, holding his hat behind his back. Eddie turns around from his table - he's dealing out a poker hand. Three other grumpy, smoking men play with him. /end] Barney: Say, d'ye mind if I sit in the game till your kid gets that music off her chest? Eddie: The boys are about to quit. But, sit down. You and I will play a two handed game.

[ID: Barney and Eddie play a game together. Annebelle walks into the room. /end] Annebelle: I've finished, Papsy. Barney: Tell her to keep on practising an' mebbe she'll amount to something when she grows up. Raise you five.

[ID: Eddie studies his hand closely. /end] Eddie: I have a small straight. Barney: Ow. That beats me, I'm broke now. Pay that $120.00 you owe me on the piano and deal the cards.

[ID: The two muscle-men consort with each other outside. /end] Muscle #1: Wot's keeping that guy? I thought we wuz here to drag out a pianny. Muscle #2: Let's go in and grab it. We can't stall around here all day.

[ID: The men haul out the piano while Annebelle bawls her eyes out behind them. /end] Muscle #2: Easy, Bo. Annebelle: Baw.

[ID: Barney sits grumpily at the poker table as Eddie counts out his winnings. Annebelle walks in, wailing. /end] Eddie: There you are. I win. The $120.00 comes back to me and the piano is mine. Excuse me a moment, sir. I must find out what little Annebelle is crying about. Annebelle: Bla, WAW, boo hoo.