All language subtitles for American.Madness.1932.(Frank.Capra).720p.x264-Classics-eng

Good morning.
Union National Bank.

Just a minute.

- Come on, come on, Oscar.
- What are we waiting for?

What's the matter?
Can't you find it?
Sneak up on it, boy.

Oscar, come on.

Say, if it had lipstick
on it, he'd find it.

Almonds to you. Almonds.

Not almonds.

9:00 and all is lousy.

Yeah, I've spent half my life
waiting for these time clocks
to open.

Say, where's Matt?

Probably upstairs thinkin' up
that daily joke.

That guy kills me
with his wisecracks.

Say, when he comes in,
let's put on frozen faces.

Yeah, let's smile.
Smile at him.

Shh! Nix it.
Here he comes.

How you doin', slaves?

Hello, Matt.
How are you, Matt?

Say, did you fellows
ever hear the story

of the pawnbroker
with the glass eye?

No, Matt.
What is the story about

the pawnbroker
with his glass eye?

Well, I'll tell you.

A fellow went into this shop
to pawn his watch.

The pawnbroker said,
"I'll give you $50 for it

"if you can tell me
which is my glass eye."

The fellow says, "All right,

"I'll do that.

"It's the right one."

The pawnbroker says,
"That's correct.

"And how did you know
it was the right one?"

The fellow says, "Well,

"it's got more sympathy
than the other."

Sympathy.

You know, the right one had
more sympathy than the other.

What's the matter?
Can't you
get this thing open?

Six reasons why banks fail.

I love your jokes, Matt.
So entertaining.

Let me get to
the point of this story.

Very funny man.
Great audience, you guys.

Come on, white collars.
The day's started.

You're carrying
too much money on you, Hank.

Better turn some in tonight.

Okay, Matt.
How are you fixed?

I'm okay, Matt.

You got enough?

I'll be all right.

Say, Matt, I'll need
some money for those
Manville payrolls.

How much?
About $24,000.

It was more than
that last week.
Yeah.

Well, here's $25,000.

Say, do me a favor,
will you, Charlie?

Yeah.
Let me have $10.

$10?

Say, if I had $10, I'd quit.

- Charlie.
- Yeah?

I'll pay you back
on Saturday.
On the level, I will.

Now, give me $10, will you?

I got to get it
back in my account.
If Helen finds out, why...

"Baby, I can't give you
anything but love."

Now, listen, Charlie,
I'll give you an IOU.

I'll give you a note,
a mortgage...

It's a matter of life and death.

Whose death?

It'll be yours if you
don't kick in with that $10.

Say, pal, did you ever
hear of a depression?

Oh, nerts!

Come over and see us sometime.

I'm not asking you to pay off
the French war debt,

I'm only asking you for $10.

That mug
reminds me of the guy
with his second dollar.

Yeah? What did he do
with his first one?

He bought himself a pocketbook.

Hello, Helen.

Matt, come here.

What?
Come here.

Hey, look out.
Somebody's liable to see us.

Oh, is that so?

Uh-oh. Look who's here.

Hey, Jim.

Psst.

Uh-oh. Five ill winds.

And blowing no good
for the old man, either.

The four-and-a-half horsemen.

What are they doing here?
There's no board meeting
today.

Search me.

Mr. Dickson in yet?
Not yet, Mr. Clark.

Tell him we're waiting
for him in the board room.
Yes, sir.

And tell him not to delay.

Yes, sir.

Looks like trouble
for your boss.

Takes more than
two tons of directors to
make trouble for my boss.

Says you.

I've sent
for the cashier, gentlemen.

He has a list of the loans
that Dickson made last month.

As I told you at breakfast,
it's time we did something
about it.

Mr. Clark's right.

Dickson will ruin this bank
if we don't stop him.

Looks to me like
we're in hot water already.

Gentlemen,
I was just wondering...

I think you're panic-stricken
about nothing.

Dickson's all right.
Oh, is he?

We carry more unsecured paper
than any other institution
in the city.

We're fools to tolerate it.

That's what I say.

And the only way to end it
is to get Dickson out.

Don't make me laugh, Schultz.

Dickson doesn't have to go

but he must agree
to this merger with
the New York Trust.

What good will that do?

What good
will that do?

It'll take control
away from him.

We'll put
someone else in charge,
call in all doubtful loans

and be on safe ground again.
That's what good it'll do.

It just occurred to me...

You're wasting your time.

Dickson will never stand for it.

He will if I have
anything to say about it.

Oh, come in, Cluett.
Here's the list.

Yes, thank you.
Anything else?

No, nothing.

Look at this.
Just look at this.
It's outrageous.

$36,000.

$8,500.

$55,000.

$18,000.

$66,000 to a hotel
that's on its last legs.

People can get loans here
who couldn't borrow
five cents anywhere else.

And on what?
"Hunches," he calls it.

Someday he'll get a hunch
and give the bank away.

He's almost done that already.

Our chief teller, Matt Brown
is an example of that.

Breaks into Dickson's house,
holds him up,

and next day
gets a job in the bank.

Well, as far as I'm concerned...

A boy who should be in jail,
handling the bank's cash.

What did you do with it?

With what?

The $10.

Hmm, $10.

Yeah.

A friend of mine...

Yeah, really,
his mother was terribly sick

and she was dying,
would you believe it?

No.

What? You think
I'm lying, huh?

Yes.

All right, I'm lying.

Don't forget
you called me a liar.

Oh, Matt.

Honey,
why don't we get married?
Then you can handle it all.

Say, Matt, Matt,
did you hear the news?
No.

Well, pardon me.

All the big shots
are in a huddle and

it looks like Dickson's
out on his ear.

You're kidding.
I'm not kidding.

Everyone's talking about it.
Ask her.

I haven't heard about it.

Everybody's talking about it.

If that's on the level,
there goes my assistant
cashier's job.

Well, I just thought
I'd drop by
and cheer you up a bit.

I'll be seein' you, Matt,
in the bread line.

That ham-- That ham
I had this morning...

Gentlemen,
let's get organized
before Dickson gets here.

Schultz, can I count on you?
Absolutely.

What about you, Ames?
That's how I feel about it.

Ives, how about you?

Well, the way I look at it...

All right. O'Brien?

You've got an awful fight
on your hands.
That's all I've got to say.

Gentlemen, I think that
it's time that we do fight.

Hello, Gardiner.
Good morning.

You're on time this morning.
It's about time.

Good morning, Mr. Dickson.

John, how's your wife
this morning?

Much better this morning,
thank you.
Got a handkerchief?

Oh, excuse me.

Wait a minute.

How do you feel this morning?

I'm feeling fine this morning.

Well, that makes it unanimous.

I feel all right, too.

Thank you.

Oh, Carter!

Yes, sir?

You know the rules
about smoking.

Thank you, sir.

Oh, Matt.

Good morning.
Good morning.

Hello, Tom.
Here again?
What do you want?

The same as anybody
wants from you,
money, money, money.

I told you I'm not
interested in that deal.

But I want to know why.

Wait a minute.
Where's your uniform?

I haven't any.

You haven't
got a uniform?
No, sir.

You ought to have a uniform.

How much does one cost?

Why, I don't know.

Tell Mr. Sampson I sent you.
Gotta have a uniform.

I never had trouble
getting credit
from you before.

When I was broke,
you gave me all I wanted.

Now I come to you
with a swell deal...

I don't like your crowd.

You can have
all the credit you want.

For that deal, not a cent.

But listen, Tom...

Good morning, Mrs. Pembroke.
Get my letter?

Yes, thank you.

Hello, Helen.
Good morning.

You're becoming more
beautiful every day.

What're we going to do about it?

I don't know.

Guess we'll just have
to sacrifice the bank,
that's all.

When are you and Matt
going to get married?

Well, I...

Stalling, eh?

Anything new?

Well, the directors
are waiting for you
in the boardroom.

Directors, eh? Hmm.

Long faces?

Longer.

And I haven't got
any new stories

for them this morning,
either.

Mr. Dickson.
Mrs. Pembroke.

I spoke to Mr. Schaffer
at the Guaranty.

He'll take care
of your mortgage.

Mrs. Dickson's
on the phone.

Uh, you'd better
hurry over there.
He's waiting for you.

Hello, dear. Yeah.

Where are you?

Sure. Well, come on down,
right away.

Mmm-hmm.

Yes, of course I remember.
It's tonight.

See what a social hound
I'm becoming?

All right. Goodbye, dear.

But, Mr. Dickson,
I thought you were
taking care of the mortgage.

I only want $10,000,
the property is worth $60,000.

Mr. Schaffer will
take care of you.

He'll give you
$15,000 or $20,000.

Better hurry, now.
Goodbye.

Good luck to you.

If Mrs. Dickson comes in,
tell her to see Cluett

if she needs any money.

What's the idea
of turning her down?

Sounded like a safe investment.

She's a widow.
I don't like to take
mortgages from widows.

Well, why not?

If she can't pay,
I'll have to foreclose,
won't I?

Yeah, sure.

"Yeah, sure."

Oh, make that uniform blue.

Yes, sir.

Well,
one, two, three, four, five.

Seven more
and you'd have a jury.

Well, it's a nice morning,
gentlemen.

How about two foursomes
of golf, huh?

Oh, I say, that would...

You know
I--I found out something
about hitting a golf ball.

You gotta hit it
with the left hand,
from the inside out.

It's the only way...

We'd like to have a little

of your very valuable time
here at the bank this morning,

if you don't mind.

Oh, you would, eh?

All right.

If it's more important
than golf, go ahead.

What's on your mind?

The check is no good.
What?

The check is no good.
The man has no account here.

Holy mackerel!
I've been robbed.

I'm sorry, madam.

So am I.
And don't call me madam.

Yes, ma'am,
you can deposit
your money here.

Is it safe?
Absolutely.

It's his life insurance money,
you know.

That's all right.
You come with me

and I'll show you
where to deposit your money.

There he is.

Good morning.
Good morning, gentlemen.

Who do you want to see?

You.

Yeah, we want to talk to you
about a big deal.

Oh, yes?

Well, uh, come right this way.

Hey, Pat, come here. Look!

That's Dude Finlay.
I've seen his picture
in the papers.

I wonder what he's doing
with Mr. Cluett.

Gee, I'm scared.
He's one of the toughest
gangsters in town.

Now, gentlemen,
you're only wasting your time.

There'll be no merger.

Why should I turn this bank
over to anybody else?

I've worked 25 years
night and day to build it up

and now you ask me to dump it
into somebody's lap.

Nothing doing.

You could make a handsome
profit on your stock.

I'm not interested in profits.
I'm interested in the bank.

In the depositors...
They're my friends.

They look to me
for protection,
I won't walk out on them.

How are you protecting
your depositors?

By making a lot
of idiotic loans?

Take it easy, Clark.

My dear friends...
It's all right.

Let him go ahead.
Let him speak his piece.
I like it. Go on.

All right, I'll speak my piece.

Dickson, you've got
to change your policy.

What's the matter
with my policy?

How many losses
has this bank taken
in the last 25 years?

I'll tell you, not a single one.

What's wrong
with that kind of banking?
Pure luck.

Conditions have changed.
These are precarious times.

Banks today have
got to be careful.

And you've been
more liberal than ever.

Yes, and I'll continue
to be liberal.

The trouble with this country
is there's too much
hoarded cash.

Idle money is no good
to industry.

Where's all the money today?
In the banks,

vaults, socks, old tin cans
buried in the ground.

I tell you, we've got to
get the money in circulation

before you'll
get this country
back to prosperity.

Well, who are we going to
give it to? Men like Jones?

Last week you made him
an extra loan of $50,000.

Is that intelligent banking?

Can't pay his bills.

How do you expect him to pay us?

That's a fair question, Schultz.

Now let's see how bad
a risk Jones is.

What's his history?

He's been a successful
businessman for 35 years.

Two years ago,
business started falling off.

Today, Jones needs money.

And if he doesn't get it,
he goes into bankruptcy

and throws 900 men out of work.

unemployment.

It also means
his creditors aren't paid.
They're in trouble.

They go to the banks
and are turned down.

More bankruptcies.

It's a vicious circle,
my friends,

and the only place
to cure it is right here
at the source.

Help Jones and you help
the whole circle.

When Jones comes to me,
I ask myself two questions,

first, is he honest? Yes.

Second, is he as
good a businessman
as he was before?

And the answer is, he's better.

He is not only older and wiser,

but his present trouble
has taught him precaution.

In my estimation, gentlemen,
Jones is no risk.

Neither are the thousands
of other Joneses
throughout the country.

It's they who made this nation
the richest in the world

and it's up to the banks
to give 'em a break.

Disraeli said, "Security is
the prosperity of a nation."

Disraeli didn't say
anything of the kind.

He should have.
It's as true now
as it was then.

But let's get
the right kind of security.

Not stocks and bonds
that zigzag up and down.

Not collateral on paper,
but character.

Character. That's your idea.

It's Alexander Hamilton's idea.

The finest banking mind
this country has ever known.

Those were his exact words,
gentlemen.

"Character."
It's the only thing
you can bank on

and it's the only thing
that'll pull this country
out of the doldrums.

You know what we do
to welchers, Cluett,
don't you?

I know. I know, Dude.

I must have been crazy.
I lost my head completely.

That's your funeral.

We've got $50,000 coming to us.

I haven't got it.

Then what did you
want to gamble for?

If you'd have beat us
out of $50,000,
you'd have been paid,

wouldn't you?

Well, we want our dough.

I'm sorry, Dude, but I...

That don't do us any good.

After all, you can't
take blood from a stone.

We can take blood
from anything
if it's coming to us.

Perhaps if you'll
wait a little while,

- I might be able...
- We've waited long enough.

Nix. Lay off.

Now what's the use of
gettin' excited, Cluett?

It ought to be easy for you
to lay your mitts
on that kind of dough.

There's plenty of it
in this bank
layin' around loose.

Good Heavens, man!

You're not suggesting that I...

Why not?

I couldn't do that.

You don't have to do nothin'.

What do you mean?

All you gotta do is
fix a few things for us

and we'll do the rest, see?

No. No, I couldn't.

I couldn't do anything like it.

All right.

Good morning, Helen.
Good morning,
Mrs. Dickson.

Is, uh, that busy husband
of mine busy?

He's at a board meeting.

Board meeting? Oh.

That means hours, I suppose.

I'm afraid so.

Helen, did you ever try
competing with a bank?

No.

Take my word for it,
and don't try it.
It's useless.

If it were some other woman,
I could handle her,

but, after all,
you can't scratch
a bank's eyes out,

now, can you?

Hardly.

Oh, well, I guess
the only other thing
for me to do

is go out and buy myself
a few sticks of dynamite.

When he comes out,
you tell him I'll be back.
He hasn't gotten rid of me.

All right.

Dude.

Dude, there's not any chance

of my becoming involved
in this, is there?

You?
No, you'll be all right

so long as you establish
an alibi for tonight.

Well, I, I know, but...

Be sure to be
with somebody responsible

in case any questions
are asked. Understand?

But, Dude, listen.

Couldn't we make
this some other time?

Listen, buddy,
you're getting by pretty easy.

Quit squawkin'.

Uh-oh!

Oh.

Hello, Phyllis.

This won't do.
Not during business hours.

I, uh,

I needed a...
You want one?

Oh, heavens, no!

Do you mind putting up with me

until the financial genius
gets through genius-ing?

No. No. Of course not,
not at all.

Oh, here.

Why, what is the matter
with you? You're trembling.

Am I?

Why, I don't know
any reason why I should be

unless, of course,
it's you.
Me?

Being alone with you
has always done this
to me.

You know that.

For a celebrated bounder,
that is an awful admission.

Besides, I didn't know
that any female could
do this to you.

Well, you can.
You always could.

Liar. You're just
suffering from lack of sleep.

Here, here, here, now.

Now, don't you go
to work on me, too.

I'm getting tired of this.

Besides, it's-- it's beginning
to affect your looks.

The running around.
Not the work.

You better start reforming,
Cyril.

If I thought you were
the slightest bit interested,
I would.

Not bad, not bad at all.

Do you know something?

I've always been
curious about your line.
Line?

Or whatever it is
that makes you
such a riot with women.

Come on, Cyril.
Try a little of it out on me.

I haven't had
any first-class blarney

thrown at me
since the day I was married.

But, you see,
it isn't blarney
where you're concerned.

Now, let me see.
What comes next?

Oh, yes, I know.

"What are you doing tonight,
Phyllis?"

Tonight?

Doesn't that come next?

Yes, yes, it does.

What are you doing tonight,
Phyllis?

See, we're getting along
famously.

Most of the depositors
I know personally.

I've seen them grow up
in the community.

I knew their parents
before them.

I know, that's all very well,

but you're taking
too many chances.

In these times,
a bank should keep liquid
in case of emergency.

I know what you mean.
You want me to hang on
to our cash.

Well, I don't believe in it.

The law demands
that I carry a certain
legal reserve, and I do.

The rest of our money
is out working,

to help industry and business.

Meanwhile,
you're jeopardizing
the safety of the bank.

Well, we won't stand for it.

You'll have to stand for it.

Oh, but my dear friends...

You're forcing us to take
action against you, Dickson.

Go ahead, take all
the action you want.

I'm running this bank my way.
Get that clear!

Gentlemen, you'll notice
that Mr. Dickson refuses
to consider our wishes.

He refuses
an offer to merge
with the New York Trust.

The only thing that'll put
this bank on safe ground.

He insists upon running
a bank on so flimsy
a thing as--as faith.

You said it, Clark.
That's the only thing
that means anything to me.

Before I take
a man into this bank
and extend credit to anyone,

I satisfy myself
on one thing,
do I believe in him?

So far, my judgment's
been right, 100 percent.
100 percent!

When I start going wrong,
you won't have
to take any action.

I'll turn the bank over to you,

and then you can merge
all you want to.

I won't be the fellow
to run it then.

Good day, gentlemen.

Helen, tell Matt
I want to see him.

Yes, sir.

And after dinner
we could go...
Uh-oh!

No, I think I've done
enough experimenting
for one day.

Congratulations, Cyril.
You've convinced me

that you're a philanderer
of the very first order.

I shall recommend you highly.

Please don't laugh at me,
Phyllis.

I must see you tonight.

Tonight? Oh, never.

Tonight I have reserved
for a very special occasion.

Believe it or not,
it's our wedding anniversary.

Tom doesn't probably
even remember it.

But then, they never do,
do they?

No...
But I've planned
a party for him

a real old-fashioned
surprise party:

caps, bells, whistles,
and everything.

I'm really terribly
excited about it.

I've been planning it
for months.

Well...

Well, what?

Well, aren't you
going to invite me?

You? Oh, no can do.
It's all set.

Just a few of
Tom's closest friends.

Now, Phyllis,
if you don't invite me,
I'm coming anyway.

Don't be silly, Cyril.
These are respectable people.

They'd probably
bore you to death.

No, they won't,
not when you're there.

Oh, please, come on,
be a sport. Please ask me.

Why are you so anxious?

Don't you know?

No.

I want to be near you.

What?

I've been crazy
about you for years.
Now wait a minute.

I've always loved you,
long before you married Tom.

Why, Cyril,
you're insane.
No, no, no, I'm not.

I deliberately avoided you.

I was afraid of making
a fool of myself.

But I won't stand it any longer.

Please forgive me, Phyllis.

I lost my head for a moment,
but I couldn't help it.

Please stop apologizing.
You're making it
far too important.

Hi, Matt.

Matt, where have you been?

Mr. Dickson wants to see you
right away.

Hurry up.

Say, I just heard the merger
isn't going through.
Isn't that grand?

Yeah, swell.

Well, Matt,
get ready for the big moment.

Starting tomorrow,
you become assistant cashier.

How's that?

It's all right. Thanks.

What's more,
keep up the good work,
and who knows,

someday you'll be the fellow
sitting behind that desk.

Not a bad thought, eh?

What's the matter?
You don't seem
very excited about it.

Sure, I think it's swell.

Come on,
show a little enthusiasm.

What's the matter?
You sick, or something?

Go on, fake it,
even if it isn't real.

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Dickson.

It's just kind of sudden,
that's all.

Sure, I'm excited.
I think it's great.
Only...

Well, you've done
so much for me already,

I'll never be able
to thank you enough.

Oh, forget it.
You came through, didn't you?

That's all I wanted.

Lot of them didn't think
you would.

You don't know
how much satisfaction
it's been to me.

It's been swell.

Well, when are you and Helen
going to get married?

Well, I...

I suppose you want me
to fix that up for you, too?

Well, look who's here.
Hello, darling.

Hello, darling.

Well, well, if this
isn't a red-letter day
for Tom Dickson.

First I trample on
the board of directors,

then I promote
Matt to assistant cashier,
and now, to complete the day,

I have a visit from my sweet,
lovely, gorgeous wife.

What a man!
What a man!

It's amazing that
your sweet, lovely,

gorgeous wife can
ever get to see you.

Hmm, that has the earmarks...

Are you still here?
Go on, go to work.

What do you think I pay you for?

What happened?
What did he say?
Did you get the job?

Yeah.

What's the matter, Matt?
I thought
you'd be thrilled to death.

Come here.

A few minutes ago
I was in Cluett's office,
and Mrs. Dickson was there.

Well?
Well, he was making love
to her.

Oh, Matt, you must be mistaken.

I tell you, I saw them.

In--In Cluett's office?

Yes, right in his office,
the rat.

I'd like to take
a crack at that guy.

Wait a minute.
Don't go away.

Yes, George.

Yeah, sure.

Oh, that's,
that's for tonight, eh?

Yes, certainly
I'll be there. Yes.

We'll go down together

and have dinner in Philadelphia.

That's right.
Uh-huh.

Just as soon as the bank closes.

Right. Bye.

Sir?

I'm going to Philadelphia
when the bank closes.

Make the arrangements, will you?

Yes, sir.

What's the matter, dear?

What have I done now?

Nothing.

Tom, I thought you were
going out with me tonight.

Oh, I did have a date
with you tonight,
didn't I?

Yes.

I'm terribly sorry.
I'd forgotten all about it.
I'm so sorry, dear.

You simply cannot
go to Philadelphia tonight,

that's all there is to it.

I've got to go.
It's an important...

I don't care
if it's important or not.

You said you were
going out with me.

If you hadn't promised
so faithfully,

I wouldn't have planned
the whole thing.

It's not so terribly important.

We can go to
the theater anytime.

The theater?

That's what it was
you planned, wasn't it?

Oh, yes, of course.

Well, you can take
some of the girls.
Take Mildred, or Gwen.

The girls.

Did it ever occur
to you I might go out

and find myself
an attractive young man?

Ho, ho, ho.
"Ho, ho, ho," yourself.

I wouldn't laugh if I were you.

You may not suspect it,
but I'm still attractive
to some.

Now, listen, don't you go around

being attractive
to anybody but me.

Don't you forget that
I'm still the headman
around here, too.

We're gonna
change those tickets
for tomorrow night.

And you and I are
going out together.
How's that?

Tomorrow night?
Yes.

- Yes?
- Mr. Gardiner's here.

Oh, yes.
That's that lawyer.
Let him have $9,000.

I'll step you around this town

like you've never
been stepped before.

We'll have dinner
at the St. Regis,
go to a nice snappy show,

then to a nightclub,
sit and listen
to the soft music,

and who knows? Aha.

I might break down
and dance with you.

All right. That's good.
And I'll postpone

the whole thing
until tomorrow night.

Are you happy now?

No.

Poor kid,
you have been neglected,
haven't you?

Oh, I don't care, darling.
I love you anyway.

- Yes?
- Mr. Sampson.

All right.
Send him in.

Well, Sampson, what is it?

Here's the data
on the Clyde deal.

Oh, good.
I'll take this with me.

Tell Clyde
I'll see him tomorrow.

I'm sick and tired
of this delay.

I'm afraid he's been stalling.

Exactly. This deal
should have been closed
weeks ago.

Tell him to keep tomorrow open.

He says he can't in the daytime.

How about his nights?
Too busy running around?

Tell him to come
sign this thing
tomorrow night,

or I'll call
this whole deal off.

I'm sick of these
people dilly-dallying,

people who can't
make up their minds...

Everybody in?

I guess so.

Where's Charlie?

Charlie's upstairs,
sore as a pup.

He's out 14 cents
and he can't find it.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

Good night.

What's keeping you?

Oh, Charlie, again.

Say, Matt,
you haven't done anything

about what you
saw today, have you?

Oh, Cluett?
No, not yet.

But I'd like to
take a crack at that
stiff-necked horse collar.

Oh, now don't be silly.

Can you imagine that guy?
He was kissing her.

Oh, now you've got me
worried, dear.

Promise me you won't butt in.

Okay, honey.

But just the same, I'd like
to take a crack at that...
Shh.

I'll wait for you upstairs.

All right, dear.

Where you been?

Where do you think I've been?

I took the baby
for a stroll in the park.

What's the matter, Charlie?

I'm 14 cents out
and it took me half an hour
to find the mistake.

And me with a date, too.

I remember once when
your accounts checked...

Yeah.

Listen, wise guy,

I'm setting friend
time clock for exactly 9:00,

so no squawks
out of you guys
in the morning.

Say, don't annoy me.
I got troubles of my own.

Are the, uh, payrolls
ready for tomorrow?

Yes, sir.

Let me see your cashbook,
will you?

Now?
Yes, now.

All right, sir.

That's all right.

But it seems to me
you're carrying
too much cash.

Driver.
Yes?

Have you the correct time?

12:05.

12:05. Fine.

What's this?

My apartment.

I knew I couldn't trust you.

Well, you told me
you were taking me home.

Come on up
for just a few minutes.

We'll have just one drink
and then we'll go.

I know the answer to that one.

I think
you'd better take me home.

What's the matter?
Afraid papa will spank?

No, I'm afraid papa
isn't that much interested.

He's too busy rushing off
to Philadelphia

to make
stuffy old speeches at
stuffy old bankers' meetings.

Too busy closing
big, important...

I think I will have a drink.

Good for you.
Come on.

There ought to be
a Congressional medal
for men like you.

America's comfort
to misunderstood wives.

I never thought
I'd find myself
in that crowd.

Well, you're not so badly off.

There's something worse
than being
a misunderstood wife.

What is that, Mr. Bones?

A misunderstood bachelor.

And now, fair woman,
I have you in my power.

I'm not afraid of you.
You haven't got a mustache.

I'll grow a mustache
by the time
you get out of here.

*

Why, Matt.

What are you doing here?

Well, uh, the butler said
I could stay.

I told him it was important.

Oh, yes?
He's not here.

He left at 9:00.
He said you gave him
the night off.

What do you want?

Well, I,

I thought I'd like to have
a little talk with you.

I'm listening.

It's funny, now that I'm here,

I don't know just
how to go about it.

You see, I kind of expected
to find you here alone.

Do you mind stepping outside?
We can...

Anything you have to say,
say it in the morning.

Oh, no, Mr. Cluett.

If it's all the same to you,
I'd rather not wait.

It's about you
and Mrs. Dickson.

About me...

Matt, what are you
talking about?

I know I got a lot
of nerve butting in,
but I just couldn't help it.

I wanted to stop you
from doing something
they'll be sorry for.

I'm not interested
in what you think.

You've no right to do it to him.

Why don't you think it over?

It'll only get you in trouble.

I'm not interested
in your opinion.

Then maybe you'll understand,
Mrs. Dickson.

Oh, gee, he's crazy about you.

Nobody knows it better than you.

If he ever found out,
it'd kill him.

Matt, you're mistaken
about the whole thing.

There isn't anything wrong.

Mr. Cluett and I simply...

Phyllis,
you don't have to explain.

You mind your own business.

This is my business.

Mr. Dickson's been
like a father to me.

What's he done to you
to deserve this?

That'll be just about enough.

Now, you get out of here.

Well, I guess
I have said enough.

I'm just wasting
my breath talking to you.

You're right
for the first time.
Now, get out.

I'm appealing to you,
Mrs. Dickson.

Think what you're doing to him.

You're passing up
the whitest man on earth
for a dirty, no-good...

Cyril.

Now, get out of here.

Wait a minute, Matt.
I'll go with you.

But, Phyllis,
but you needn't go
on account of this idiot.

You better carry that around
with you all the time.

You're going to need it.

What do you say, Doc?

Oh, I'd say
about eight or nine hours.

Well, you'd better call
the coroner.

Say, fellas, I was
the first one to see him.

I was coming down the steps

and there was the watchman
lying dead right at my feet.

You could've knocked me over
with a pin.

Do you see that clock?

Right there, that's where
the bullet hit it.

Well, when I saw that,

you could've knocked me over
with a pin.

Was there much blood?

Blood? Come on over, fellows,
I'll show you.

Get back.
Get on back.

I don't want nothing touched
down here till we get through.

Oscar, what was the matter?

Say, listen, I was
the first one to see it.

I was coming down the steps

and there was the watchman
lying dead right at my feet.

No kidding?
No kiddin'.

When I saw that, you could've
knocked me over with a pin.

Where's Matt?
Matt?

He'll have a tough time
thinking up a wisecrack
for this one.

The detective's
got Matt upstairs
in Sampson's office.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Say, did Matt do it?

I don't know, don't look at me.

He was acting
kind of funny yesterday,
didn't you notice?

Yeah, I noticed that.

You could've knocked me over
with a pin.

Come on, tell the truth.

What'd you do with the money?

I didn't do it.
I've told you all I know.

You turned off
the burglar alarm,
you set the time clock,

came back at 12:00
and emptied the boxes.

I wasn't anywhere near here!
Sit down.

When the watchman
surprised you, you shot him.

Where's the gun?
I haven't got a gun.

But you used to carry one.

Pardon me,
but I'd like to use
my office for a while.

You use some other office.

Come on, open up.

Good morning.
What's the matter here?

Gonna open this bank today?

Of course.
Come on, open this door.

Shall we let
the people come in?

Of course,
let them in. You're late now.

Hurry up.
Open the rest of the doors.

Mr. Dickson,
they're going to arrest Matt.
They think he did it.

Where is he now?

In Mr. Sampson's office.

Don't you worry about it.

Then you did it
and you did it alone.

What's the matter?
What's going on here?

This is ridiculous.
You can't hold this boy
on a vague suspicion.

I'm afraid I must,
Mr. Dickson.

Why pick on him?

It's an inside job,
that's a cinch.

Whoever did it had a pretty
good picture of the layout.

Now Brown here is in charge
of the vaults, isn't he?

Yes.

The burglar alarm
was turned off.

The time clock
was set for 12:00.

What more do you want?

Somebody else could've done it.

He admits setting it himself.

I did,
for 9:00 this morning.

Then who changed it?
I don't know!

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

What time did you say
this thing happened?

The clock opposite the vault
was stopped by a bullet
at 12:09.

All right. If the boy
proves an alibi,
he's all right, isn't he?

If he can do it, yes.

Why, certainly he can.

Matt, all you
got to do is tell them
where you were last night

between 12:00 and 12:30
and everything will be
all right.

I already told him, I was home.

There you are.

That's what he says.

I got a man from headquarters
checking up on it now.

Good.
Nothing to worry about.

As soon as
the report comes in,
you'll be released.

And listen, don't talk so loud.

Take it easy.
Coast a little.

What do you think?

There, there was that watchman,

that poor watchman
lying on the floor
right in front of me.

Oh, you could've
knocked me over
with a pin.

You don't say. Dead?

Dead. He was lifeless.

You know, I was
the first one to see him.

I was coming down the steps,
and there was the watchman,

lying on the floor
right in front of me, dead.

Well, you could've
knocked me over...

Yeah, I could've
knocked you over
with a pin.

Yeah, you could've knocked...

Hello?
Almonds to you,

almonds.

Say, listen,
I just heard something
that'll make your head swim.

Listen to this:

the bank was robbed last night.

Yeah, over $100,000.

Well, who did it?

I don't know who did it,
but the chief teller's
in an awful jam.

Call me up later.
I'm going to call up Lou now.

Hello, Lou?

Did you hear
what happened over
at the Union National Bank?

Wait a minute, Lou.

Hello. Yes, sir,
I'm trying to get them.

Yes, Lou, listen.

It was robbed of over $200,000.

Can you beat that?

Stole over $250,000.
Can you beat that?

You can't laugh that off.

I thought
the Union National
was pretty solid.

I did, too.
But half a million
is a lot of money.

I wouldn't be surprised
if they had
to close their doors.

Oh, good gracious.

Sam, are you sure about that?

Yes, sir.

The messenger boy just told me,

that--that Mr. Dickson took
all the money himself.

And it was more
than a million dollars.

More than a million dollars?

Cross my heart.

A-And I sure
hopes that man gets
a long time in jail, too.

Never mind my shoes, Sam.

Well, I always said
the Union National
was a phony bank.

Union National?

You have money
in that bank, too?

Yes. Something wrong?

Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu!
Run, run.

You're telling me!

You are a poor man.

I tell you, I got it
from the best authority.

Dickson got away with
several million dollars.

That's the end of
the Union National Bank.

That's the trouble nowadays.
You don't know who to trust.

Is there something wrong
with Union National Bank?

Brother,
that ain't the half of it.

If you got any money
in there, you can just
kiss it goodbye.

No, you're kidding.
No, I'm not.

Holy smoke.

Got any friends?
You better call them up, too.

That's a good idea.
I have friends of my own.

Can you imagine that?

What bank did you say that was?

Union National Bank.
They're broke.
Haven't got a dime.

Jack, go to
the Union National Bank
and take your money out.

Don't ask me how I know.
I tell you it's on the rocks.

You'd better tell
your friends, too.

Better give your men
some time off
to get their money out.

Tell Mrs. Hardy
to tell everyone
in the apartment house.

All right. I'll get it
or bust a few noses.

Holy smoke. I'll get
right down there
if I have to fly.

Run down there
and get your money at once.

Hello, dear.
Have you heard the news?

Oh, please hurry. Just now.

Union National is sunk.

We should have
put it in the vault.

Call the Kincaids and tell them.

I don't know what's wrong.

I wouldn't trust anybody.

Everybody's
taking their money out.

Union National's broke.

Holy John Julius Priest.

Our money's all gone.

It hasn't a chance.

Okay, honey, I'll go right down.

You better hurry up, too.

If you don't hurry...

Don't lose a moment.
What'll we do?

I'm going right down.

Why take any chances?
Mother just told me.

That dirty dog.
I just heard it.

...cutting you off.
Bank's broke.

Don't. Hurry up.

Closing your account?

Yes, sir.
I'm closing my account.

I wouldn't leave
a nickel in this bank.

It's getting so
a guy's money ain't safe
unless it's in his sock.

They're all a bunch of crooks.

You said it.

Did I know that the bank
was gonna go mechuleh?

What am I, a fortune teller,
or something?

Oh, my goodness!
Oh, my goodness!

Oh, my goodness!
Oh, my goodness!

What's the matter, lady?

Oh, mister,
I gotta. I gotta.

Well, they only sign slips here.

Give me your pen, please.

Sure. Could you loan me
that pen of yours?

I'm in an awful hurry.

I'll need some more money.
All the depositors
are withdrawing.

I know, I know.
I'll get you some.

All I know is
the bank's been robbed

and a murder's been committed.

The way I see it,
Brown here looks guilty.

He didn't have any more
to do with it than you did.

Maybe.
But I'm taking no chances.

Why, kid's got a record.

So have you, so have I,
so has everybody.

What difference does that make?

You can't go around
pinning crimes
on people because...

Mr. Dickson,
can I see you
for a minute?

No, I'm busy.
But it's important.

Looks like
there's a run
on the bank.

What, a run?
The lobby's
half-filled now.

What are you talking about?

Look.

They've been coming in
steadily all morning.

I've called
for some extra police.

Send down to the vaults.
Have our reserve cash
sent up right away.

We haven't much on hand.
I hope we don't have to close.

Our reputation wouldn't
be worth a nickel after that.

It's just a flurry.
They've heard about
the robbery and panicked.

Get our available securities
and have them turned
into cash.

Wait. Have my personal stuff
turned into cash, too.

Tell the boys anyone caught
arguing with a depositor
will be fired on the spot.

We want to talk to you.
About?

We'll discuss that
in the boardroom.

Mr. Dickson, we got
a check on Brown's alibi.
You want to hear it?

All right. Be with you
in a minute, Clark.

No need to worry, son.

All you got to do
is answer the questions,
they ask you. That's all.

So you were home last night?

Yes.

What time did you get there?

About 11:00.

11:00?
Yeah.

Are you sure of that?
Yes.

All right, Kelly.

Do you know this young man,
Mrs. Halligan?

Sure I do. He has
the best room in me house,

the one
with the fancy wallpaper.

Did you happen to be awake
when he came in last night?

Uh, yes, sir. I was having
me hot mustard bath.

What time was it?

For the rheumatism, you know.

What time was it,
Mrs. Halligan?

It was late, I know.

The Dooley sisters
was already in.

They work at the show, you know.

What time was it?
Huh?

What time did Matt Brown get in?

Oh, now let me see.

Half an hour after
the Dooley sisters,
and the Dooley...

I don't care about
the Dooley sisters.

What time did he get in?

That's just what I'm trying
to tell you, sir.

It was half an hour
after the Dooley sisters.

Was it 12:00?

No, it wasn't 12:00
'cause the Dooley...

Was it 1:00?

Yes, I guess it was 1:00,
'cause...

It couldn't have been earlier?

No, it wasn't earlier because...

Yes, I know.
Because the Dooley sisters
weren't in yet.

No, 'cause me clock
struck 4:00

and when it strikes 4:00,
it's 1:00.

There you are.

She doesn't know
what she's talking about.
Who don't know?

Listen here, young man,

nobody ever
called me a liar yet
and got away with it.

That's all, Mrs. Halligan.
Thanks.

For two nickels
I'd knock his block off.

I never told a lie in me life.

Is this true, Matt?

Of course it's true,
and he knows it.

If you don't tell
the truth,
I can't help you.

Where were you last night?

She was right.
I didn't get in
till after 1:00.

But I wasn't here,
Mr. Dickson, honest.

Then where were you?
Wait a minute.

You realize you're being
charged with murder.

It's serious, son.
Come on,
I know you didn't do it,

but--but you got to
make them believe it.

Come on,
tell me the truth.
Where were you last night?

I can't tell you.

Listen, if I get them
out of the room,
will you tell me?

No, I won't.

You're protecting somebody.
No, I'm not.

Yes, you are.
It doesn't matter
who it is.

It can't be
as important as this.

Now, come on, tell me.

Where were you last night?

Come on, don't be a fool.

Matt, you trust me, don't you?

What a day, Mayme.

Everybody's coming in
to draw their money out.

Gee, Mayme,
I wonder what started it.

Where's our protection?
That's what I'd like to know.

How do we know
who we're giving
our money to?

We're a lot of suckers,
that's what we are.

Outrageous.
Positively outrageous.

It's worse than that, lady.
It's lousy.

It's his life insurance money,
you know.

But the policeman told me
it was all right.

I hope so.

Oh, so do I.

Come on, what are you fellows
gaping at?

Come on, sit down,
go to work.
Go on, hurry up.

Come on here.
Pay these people their money.

What's the matter?
Can't you see
this line waiting?

Go ahead. Hurry up.

All right, don't argue with him.

Give it to him.

Go on, it's all right.
It's enough, too.

You got any money here?
I don't know, sir.

Sure, you're all right,
you've got plenty of money.

Now whose window is this?

Matt's.

Oscar,
come here, take this one.
Bring up some money here.

Come on, folks.
Stand in line here.

Where have you been?
Checking up on this account.

Never mind that. Go on.
Pay them what they want.
Hurry up. Snap into it.

Look at them, Mr. Dickson.
They're going crazy.

Did you cash
the securities?
Yes.

Mine, too?

Yes, but when the cash
runs out, they'll mob us.

The fools,
they're making it
worse for themselves.

Somebody starts a rumor
and they lose their heads.

What'll we do?
I'll talk to them.

Tell the boys to stall
as much as possible
and not to pay attention.

Tell them to
verify every signature.

Take your time, folks.
Don't get excited.

Everybody stay in line.
You'll all be taken care of.

Don't worry about anything.

Where's my money?

Now, listen, everybody.
Listen, listen to me.

I want you to know
your money is safe.

This bank is in
excellent condition.

If you've heard any report
to the contrary,

it's based on malicious rumor.

Yeah, maybe.

Ah, that's a lot of hooey.

You'll get your money.

We want it now.
We don't want no speeches.

Listen to me, now.
It takes time.

I've got seven paying tellers
working just as fast
as they can.

If you'll all calm down,

I'll make arrangements
to keep the doors open
till 4:00 this afternoon

and you'll all be paid today.

We can't keep open
until 4:00.

We haven't cash enough
to last an hour.

Don't you think I know it?

They're still waiting for you,
Dickson.

Gentlemen, we got about
one more hour to go.

That means we'll be forced
to shut the doors.

I've worked 25 years,
night and day,
to keep this bank alive.

You've all made money,
but will you help?

What do you mean?

Among you, you have at least
a million dollars
in city banks.

Get that money here
and I'll stop this run
in five minutes.

Sounds simple,
but why should we jeopardize
our personal fortunes?

I have everything I own in it.
It's your bank as well,
isn't it?

Is it? Since when?

The way you've ignored us,
you wouldn't think so.

You wouldn't listen to us.

Your depositors
were the first ones
to pounce on you.

If they're your friends,
why don't you get them
to help?

They've gone crazy.
You can't reason with a mob.

You can't reason
with anyone else
when you're in a jam.

We pleaded with you
to keep liquid
but you didn't.

You preached about
faith and other rubbish.

Now you want our help.

You want us to throw cash
into a bank that you'll break.

There's one way you can get it:

option your stock to us
and resign.

So that's it, eh?

You've waited long
for this, haven't you?

Well, I won't resign,
now or ever.

You have no choice.

No? I'll shut the bank first.

You can't do that.
I can't? Wait and see.

If that run isn't over
in the next hour,
I'll shut the doors.

That means
the bank examiners
will step in tomorrow.

We'll be forced to liquidate.
I'll insist upon it.

The depositors will be paid
100 cents on the dollar.

What's left,
you gentlemen can have,

but I'll guarantee
there won't be enough left

to pay your next month's
garage bill.

Mr. Dickson!

Get all the big bills
in the place.

Get them changed.
Get only ones and fives.

Give them to the tellers.
Tell them to take their time.

Stall.
Count and re-count the money.

I hate to do this,
but I need time to get help.

I think I know
where I can get real cash.

Snap into it, Sampson.
We'll lick this thing yet.

Come in, Helen.
Bring your book.

I want some numbers.
Gotta get some action.

Get Parker at the Union,
Read at the Exchange,

Winslow and old man Harris
at the Home Mortgage.

Snap into it, Helen,
just as quick as you can.

Yes, sir.

That's a mob and
they're going crazy.

You know, this run
isn't doing the reputation
of this bank any good.

My dear friends...

How much longer
is this Dickson
going to hold out?

You know Dickson.
He'll shut the doors
before he gives up control.

Let him.
I'm sick and tired
of hearing about him.

Let him run the bank.
I don't want any part of it.

My dear friends...
Oh, shut up!

Stall, stall!

Is, uh, this your signature?

Certainly it's my signature.
You've seen it often enough.

I'm sorry,
but I'll have to verify it.

Hello, Parker. Listen.

Listen, I gotta
have $1 million in cash,
and I've got to have it quick.

What? No, no, no,
tomorrow is no good.

I need it now.

Of course it's safe.

The bank's
in excellent condition.
You know that.

Police car outside?
Yes, sir.

Okay.

Come on, son.
Let's go.

Oh, my love.

Don't cry, honey.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Sorry, sister.

What'd you find out, Mike?

I've been tailin' the cashier
like you told me.

You're right about him.
There's something screwy.

Never mind all that.
What did you find out?

He left here an hour ago
and went down
to Dude Finlay's joint.

Dude Finlay's?
Yes, sir.

He stayed about half an hour,

and then came right back here.
He's in his office now.

That's when
I must have seen that guy.

Did you say Dude Finlay?

Yes, why?

Why,
he was in the bank yesterday.

He was here?

He came to see Mr. Cluett.

Are you sure?
Yes, sir.

Who was with him?

Two other men. They all went
in Mr. Cluett's office.

Now we're beginning
to get somewhere.

Kelly, you stay here with Brown.

Tim, you and Mike come with me.

We're going down
to Cluett's office.

Oh, Kelly, call me up
in Cluett's office
in about five minutes.

What'll I say?

I don't care what you say.

Sing Mother Machree
if you want to,
but call me up.

Quiet down, please.
Take it easy, folks.

Everything'll be all right.

But you said it was safe.

It's his life insurance money.

Oh, please, I'll go
to the old ladies' home
if you don't do something.

Yes, yes. Take it easy.
Be quiet.

Everything'll be all right.
Open up here, folks.

All right, folks, please.

Good heavens, man,
you're taking no chances.

No, I'm perfectly willing
to sign everything
over to you.

What more do you want?
I need action.

I got to have it
within the next half-hour.

Yes, sure, sure, yeah.

The board of directors
turned me down,
but you know why.

Listen, listen, Read...

Listen, Read, it--it...

It wouldn't mean
a drop in the bucket to you.

I see. Uh-huh.

All right, ask me
for a favor sometime,
will you?

I hope you don't mind me
asking you a few questions,
Mr. Cluett.

Why, of course, yes.

Just what would you
like to know, Inspector?

Where were you
at 12:00 last night?

That's very simple.
I was home.

That is simple, isn't it?

I assume you can prove that,
if necessary.

Oh, yes, yes, of course.
There was someone with me.

A lady.

Looks like you're going
to have no trouble at all.

What was the lady's name,
Mr. Cluett?

If you don't mind, Inspector
I'd rather not say,

that is, unless it becomes
absolutely essential.

You see, she's married.
Oh.

You understand.

Why, of course.

Pardon.

Hello. Who?

Yes, yes, he's here.
It's for you, Inspector.

Thanks.

Somebody must be in good humor.

He was humming Mother Machree.

It's one of the boys
from headquarters.

He always sings Mother Machree
whenever he's got good news.

Looks like this case
will be settled
in no time.

Yeah, Kelly.

Huh?

Dude Finlay?

Where you got him?

I ain't got nobody here.
I'm with Brown.

Didn't you tell me
to call you up
in five minutes?

Sure. Take him right down
to headquarters.

Yeah.

What?

You don't mean Cyril Cluett,
the cashier? Yeah?

Well.
Did Dude Finlay tell you that?

What?

Dude Finlay?
Sure, I got him here.

You know, for a minute,
I didn't catch on.

Yeah.

Yeah, we got him right here now.

Huh?

Yeah. Okay, Kelly.
Good work. Looks like a...

Get him!

There he goes!

He must be here.
There's only one door.

All right. Find him.

What's that noise?
Sounded like a locker.

A locker, eh?

Well, search
every one of them.
He must be in one.

Stand back, Inspector,
or I'll shoot you.

Drop that gun.

All right, Jack.
All right.

Don't be a fool, Cluett.

This is only going
to make it worse for you.

Stand back, Inspector.

Let me out of here
or I'll shoot you.

Let me see it,
let me see it!

It's only his finger.
Get me a towel.

Now, take it easy, buddy.
Take it easy.

All we want to do
is talk to you.

You can't do a thing?

You're up to your neck?

All right.

You were right,
Mr. Dickson.

Brown didn't have
anything to do with it.
Here's your man.

Well, you must be crazy.

I've known this man for years.

He's just confessed.

He's been mixed up
with the toughest
gangsters in town.

Confessed? Cluett,
in heavens' name!
What's got into you?

I don't know. It's all been
like a crazy nightmare.

You're not a thief.
How did you get mixed up
with these people?

Gambling.
I owed them a lot of money.

Last week I lost over $50,000.

$50,000.

But I didn't kill
that man last night.
Honest I didn't.

Yesterday they came
to collect it.

I begged them to wait.
I wanted time to think,

but they wouldn't listen to me.

They threatened to kill me
if I didn't pay it.

I was desperate.
I didn't know what to do.

Then they suggested
I help them rob the bank.

All I had to do was
to turn off the alarm
and fix the time clock.

It all sounded so easy.
It seemed like a way out.

But I didn't know anybody
was going to be killed.

Why were you down
at Finlay's this morning?

I went to there
to get my keys back.

Why didn't you come to me?
I'd have helped you out.
You know that.

I was crazy,
I tell you, Mr. Dickson.

I didn't know what I was doing.

I wandered around in a daze.

All I could think of
was that they were
going to kill me.

But you'll stand by me,
won't you, Mr. Dickson?

You--You won't
go back on me now, will you?

I'll die
if they send me to prison.

Don't forget there's
a dead watchman downstairs.

I didn't kill him.
I had nothing to do with that.

I was home
in my apartment last night,
I can prove it.

Claims he was there
with a married woman.

Doesn't want
to mention her name.

He won't believe me,
Mr. Dickson.
But it's the truth, honest.

I was in my apartment
last night. Ask your wife.
She...

My wife?

What's she got to do with you?

No wonder
he didn't want
to mention her name.

What was my wife doing
in your apartment?

Nothing, nothing, Mr. Dickson.

Don't pay attention to me.
I don't know...

You just mentioned her name.
What was she doing there?

What was she doing
in your apartment?

Well,
she just came up for a drink.

Just for a few...
You're lying!

Don't worry, Mr. Dickson.

We'll find out
if he's telling the truth.

We'll have a man
check up on it
right away.

No one check up on anybody.
I'll do all the checking up.
Wait a minute.

- Helen.
- Sir?

Get Mrs. Dickson
on the phone.

Listen, dear.
I want to ask you something.

I know it's a silly thing
for me to ask you,

but I want you
to tell me the truth.

Where were you last night?

Last night?

Um...

Why, uh, last night...

Listen, dear.

Now, tell me
the truth about this.

Were you in Cluett's apartment?

In, uh, Cluett's apartment?

Well, uh, dear,
you see, I... I...

She wasn't to blame,
Mr. Dickson.

It wasn't her fault,
honest it wasn't.

I begged her to come up.
She didn't...

Get out! Get out!

All right. Let's go.

Clark, you're insane
to wait any longer.

Let's get some money here
and stop this run.

If we close, our stock
won't be worth a nickel.

My dear friends...

I'll lay you 10-to-1
Dickson won't give in.

Maybe they're right, Clark.

All right. I'll go
and have a talk with him.

Oh, Dickson.

Dickson, I, I'd like to talk
with you about the bank.

The bank? All right,
do anything you want
with it.

Now, now you're talking sense.

We'll draw up an option
on your stock.

Say, uh, $80 a share.
How's that?

$80? That's fine.
Anything you say.

Good, good.
I'll draw it up at once.

You want the rest
of those numbers,
Mr. Dickson?

Numbers?

No, never mind.

What's he doing, honey?
Is he getting any help?

Oh, something's happened.
He isn't trying any more.

They must've turned him down.

He's called some of
the biggest people in town.

Sure, they'd turn him down.
He ought to have known that.

I'll talk to him.

We haven't got much time left,
Mr. Dickson.

We got to do something
or it'll be too late.

Where were you last night?

You're not giving up, are you?

Were you in Cluett's apartment?

I'll explain later.
You're losing your bank.

You know what that means?

Was Mrs. Dickson there?

Don't let them lick you.
Even if some big shots
turned you down,

you've got the most friends
in this town.

Little guys, guys who are
in business because of you.

All you got to do is...
Wait a minute.

Answer my question.
Was Mrs. Dickson there?

She was, wasn't she?

How long has this been going on?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

All I know is
you're losing your bank...

All right, that's all.

Please, Matt.

Did you talk to him?

Yeah.

I got an idea. Come on.
Let's get to a telephone.

A 30-day option on
10,000 shares of stock
in this company

now registered in the name
of Thomas A. Dickson.

Get that to me
in triplicate just
as fast as you can.

Sorry, ladies and gentlemen.
There's no more money.

You'll have to go
to the next window.

No more money?

What do you mean,
there's no more money?

Go to the next window.
They'll pay you...

That's all there is.

Are you sure he's in here?

Yes, ma'am, he must be.
He hasn't come out.

Tom.

Tom!

Tom!

I've got to get in there.
Can't you find me a key?

Yes, I think there's one
right here in the drawer.

Tom.

Tom.

Oh, Tom, darling.

I came to explain
about last night.

Cyril Cluett doesn't mean
anything to me, Tom.

I went out with him last night
simply because...

Well, dear, I--I-- I'd begun
to feel that I didn't have any
part in your life,

that I was an outsider.

Tom, all we did...
All we did was to
go to the theater

and then we went back
to his apartment
afterwards for a drink.

That's all it was.

I didn't do anything wrong, Tom.

I couldn't do anything wrong.

I love you too much,
you know that.

Oh, Tom.

Here, here.

Dickson's in a jam.
The run's getting worse.

The big guys have the screws on.

He came through for you
100 times.

If friends don't help him,
who will?

Matt, look!
There's Mr. Jones!

Any bank that Tom Dickson
has anything to do with

is all right.
I'm putting my money in here.

Why should you be afraid?

Tom Dickson is all right.
He's perfectly square.

I'm putting my money
in this bank.

I know what I'm doing.

Open up. I want to put
some money in here.

I don't want to take any out.

Certainly, Mr. Jones.
Certainly. Charlie!

They're starting
to come in already.
Yeah. Well, listen.

Don't waste any time.

Get all the money you can,
and bring it here.

Step on it.
Who's this?

Hello, Mr. Dunkirk?
Williams.

Mr. Williams... I'll speak
to both of them.

Dickson's in a jam.
The run's getting worse.

Those big guys got
the screws on him.

You two have to help him.

If friends don't help him,
who will?

He came through for you
100 times.

They're starting
to come in already.

Get all the money you can
and bring it down
here right away.

Both of you, step on it!

If it's all right for me,
it's all right for everybody.

I'm going to make a deposit.

What's the matter with you?

I want to make a deposit.

$4,600 for Rico Mazzetti.

He's the best man in the world.

You know,

no matter what
you think about me,

there's something
those people down there.

The bank, Tom,
you can't give that up.

Mr. Dickson!
Come here a minute.
Look at this.

Something wonderful
has happened.

People are making deposits.

You won't believe it
until you see it.

You've got to come out.

Tom Dickson
is a friend of mine.

I'll put money
in his bank anytime.

Anybody who takes money
out of this bank is crazy.

I'm going to put
a lot of money in here.

I've got some money
to deposit.

I haven't got much,
but here it is.

I'd give Tom Dickson
all my money anytime!

You pawnbrokers, come out here
and look at this.

We've been waiting...

You know what
you can do with that.
Look at this:

a demonstration of faith

worth more than
all the collateral
in the world.

Come on, Clark,
it'll do your heart good.

They're shoving
their hard-earned money
across the counter

with a 10-to-1 chance
against them.

If you want to
stay with this bank,
get real money over here now.

That's enough for me.
I'm ashamed of myself.

I'll have $100,000
here in five minutes.

Now you're talking, Ames?

I'm sold.
Schultz?

This is your bank,
and I'm with you.

Ives?
My dear friends,

that's what I've been
trying to say all afternoon.

Go ahead and say it.

Clark, you can do twice
as much as any of them.
How about you?

I don't agree with you,

but if everyone
is going crazy,
I'll go crazy, too.

This is Ben Schultz.

Send $100,000 cash
to the Union National now.

Send all your available cash
to the Union National.

Currency.
Small denominations.

In 10s and 20s. Yeah.

Say, I want $150,000
over here right away.

I am in my right mind.

No, no, no, not $150.

Say, listen, you guys, $150,000!

Yes!

That's the trouble
with people nowadays.

They hear a crazy rumor,
and right away
they lose their heads.

Not me. You didn't see me
drawing my money out, did you?

Good morning.

Union National Bank.
Just a minute.

9:00 and all is lousy.

Where's Matt?

10-to-1
he'll have a crack
about the run yesterday.

It's a cinch bet.
I wouldn't take it.

If he pulls
a gag about the run,
we'll murder the guy.

Shh.

Well,
I suppose you guys had
a good run for your money...

Good morning,
Mr. Gardiner.

Good morning.

Good morning, Mr. Dickson.

My wife is much better
this morning.

Well, that's too bad.
Mine's all right, too.

Carter!

Morning, Mr. Dickson.

Morning.

Morning, Mr. Dickson.

Ah, well, well.
Got your uniform, eh?

Yes, sir.
Looks good.

How much did it cost?

I don't know. Mr. Sampson
bought it for me.

Well, I guess I'll have
to see Sampson myself.

Good morning, Helen.

Good morning.

Say, I know
what's the matter with you.

Matt!

I want you both
to take the day off.

Go downtown, get a license,
and get married right away.

Well, I...
I don't want to hear it.

If you don't get married,
I'm gonna fire
the both of you.

Helen, while you're downtown,
stop in and make reservations

for the bridal suite
on the Berengaria,
sailing next week.

Gee, thanks...
No, no, no, no.

No. It's not for you.

You're only
going to get married.

Mrs. Dickson and I
are going on the honeymoon.

Come on, slave.