(Jimmy opens the door and starts to step in only to be severely startled by several tables and chairs flying across the room; then a slightly pimpled faced old lady sails head over heels, through the air and crashes through the mirror behind the bar and resides painfully on a shelf of broken shot glasses; a bullet pierces the nipple area in a huge picture of Jersey Lilly hanging behind the bar. One gent gets a bottle smashed across his face, extracting several teeth and causing him to grab his jowls in screaming pain. Two galloots then pick up a slightly cross-eyed patron by the hair and proceed to throw him through the front window, decorating two scattering nuns with slivers of colorful glass...... So Jimmy turns and tiptoes back down the sidewalk as nonchalantly as he had entered, with his hands in his pockets, whistling, "Sweet Georgia Brown" until he reaches the road and hitches a ride back home with two illiterate itinerant dirt farmers.)
