The old woman cried, “Jesus!” She paused then continued preaching. “You got good blood! I know you wouldn’t shoot a lady! I know you come from nice people!” With a stern face, he said, “Lady, there never was a body give the undertaker a tip.” He fate was decided the moment she recognized.
He continued, “Jesus was the only one that ever raised the dead, and he shouldn’t have done it.” When Johnny doused his father with water, he was on the verge of life and death. At any moment he could have passed from this world into the next except he didn’t. He survived. The police papers from the father and Johnny saying he lit the old man on fire. The Misfit couldn’t believe this when he was arrest, and he couldn’t comprehend that he tried to kill his own father. He was angry at him, but never hated him.
The Misfit jabbered on and said, “If he did what he said, then there’s nothing for you to do but throw away everything and follow him.” His voice cracked as he said, “If he didn’t , there would be nothing for you to do, but enjoy the few minutes you got left the best way you can-by killing somebody or burning down his house or doing some other meanness to him. No pleasure but meanness.” he