A reverse Midnight Cowboy???
“When Joe returns home, Ratso is bedridden and feverish. He refuses medical help and begs Joe to put him on a bus to Florida. Desperate, Joe picks up a man in an amusement arcade and robs him during a violent encounter in the man’s hotel room where Joe brutally beats the man (it is implied that Joe may have killed the man). Joe buys bus tickets with the money he robbed from the man so he and Ratso can board a bus to Florida. During the trip, Ratso’s health deteriorates further as he becomes incontinent and sweat-drenched.
At a rest stop, Joe buys new clothing for Ratso and himself and discards his cowboy outfit. On the bus, Joe muses that there must be easier ways to earn a living than hustling, and tells Ratso he plans to get a regular job in Florida.
When Ratso fails to respond, Joe realizes that he has died. The driver tells Joe there is nothing to do but continue to Miami and asks Joe to close Ratso’s eyelids. Joe, with tears welling in his eyes, sits with his arm around his dead friend, alone.”
Wow, an absolutely great analogy, and one of my all time favorite movies. I saw it on opening day in Manhattan, when NYC was one heck of a town.