I discover I am looking into another eye, and it is not my own. It belongs to a scared, freckled face which looks out at me from under the bed.
10 seconds sound clip from the Rocky Fortune - Pint-Sized Payroll Bandit (Ep. 4) classic radio drama series episode.
You can hear this line at 00:19:43 in the radio play.
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- I manage to get in a couple of wild punches of my own, but this guy's built like a Sherman tank.
- After a couple of sets, I'm beginning to feel like a lump of fresh dough in a French bakery.
- Moose measures me for a haymaker.
- And I do a pirouette, three tours of taze, and an arabesque, and then a swan dive for the carpet.
- I hug the rug for a minute, and I manage to get one eye partly open.
- In his hot little hand, the kid's got a gun which he's pushing at me. I take it and straighten up.
- Okay, melonhead, one more... Hey!
- Hey, hey. Get them up and shut up.
- Hey, where'd you get the rod?
- Never mind. Don't make a sound. Back up.
- Okay, take it easy with that Cannon.
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