A New Face For Joe Harvey

Hurry it up with your dock, get the scissors busy, get the bandages off. Two weeks of work to give you a new face, Joe. Few more moments won't matter now. Now the job's done. How am I matter to me?

I want to see myself. I want to get outside and see people again. Four weeks. Nobody to look at. Nobody to talk to. Nothing to read. Just sitting here waiting for this minute. That's the last of the bandages, Joe.

Just this one to crush your eyes. Hey. Huh. Wait a minute doc, wait a minute. Wait a minute doc. Never mind a mirror. I don't want to look in my face. Not just yet. Scared you.

A little. Doc. How do I look? Did you do a good job? The best. You should have been a doctor doc. That's what you should have been. Too bad the medical school I was thrown out of didn't agree with those sentiments, Joe.

I am at a pronto that faced years though. Nobody never know it was you. That's what I wanted. I got $50,000 I lifted from my firm safe. And the police will be looking for Joe Harvey. I mean there ain't no Joe Harvey, not anymore, hi Doc.

That's right. Why not look at yourself now Joe? Nah, I'll have a little bit. I want to talk a little. You know, Doc, I scared you when I crashed in here a month ago, didn't I?

I scared you into working on my face. Yes, matter of fact you did. Well, I'm gonna give you a five grand for what you did for me. The police never had my fingerprints, they'll never know me now.