All language subtitles for King of the Newsboys 1938- Lew Ayres Helen Mack Alison

[music playing]

Nora, you are just like
the 12 o'clock whistle

with your Jerry.

It ain't everyone can't
have a job like him.

Pacing that train across
the avenue to the switch.

Because the law says
the train can't move

no faster than Jerry's horse.

And the safety of the
public depending on him.

Oh.

[laughs]

Why don't you put some
music to it, make a song?

[laughter]

Jerry!

Jerry!

Hi, Nora!

Come straight home tonight.

Don't be stopping
around that pool room.

I can't hear a thing.

I can't hear you.

Come straight home tonight!

Don't be stopping
in the pool room!

I can't hear a thing.

Don't go into the pool room!

Come straight home tonight!

[SINGING] Don't go
into the pool room.

Come straight home tonight.

[train whistle]

Hey, Jerry.

I got a sure thing for you
in the fourth race today.

Yeah?

He don't need no tips.

He's got a horse already.

[laughter]

You don't call that
thing a horse, do you?

Mary!

Mary!

Hi, Mary!

See you tonight, Mary.

Yeah, I guess so.

We'll go to the
Palisades and dance.

Yeah.

And eat hot dogs
and shoot ducks.

Well, what's the
matter with you?

Ain't that what we always do?

Yes, Jerry.

Sure.

[car horns]

Hey!

Go get that dumb truck
away from that thing.

Hey, you!

Where do you think you're going?

Hey, your boss is calling.

You're blocking the street.

Aw, let 'em wait.

Hey, you on the horse.

I am in a hurry.

Are you talking to me?

Yes.

Hey!

You get back over there
and pace that train!

Aw, quit waving that red
flag in my face, [inaudible],

or I'll call the cops.

Why, you come on back over
here, or I'll fire you!

Come on.

8:00, Mary, with
your dancing shoes!

Come on!

Get out of here!

[car horns]

So you are Mary.

And, uh, who was the
man on the horse?

Who's asking questions?

I am.

Ooh, I see.

Mr. Big, huh?

Mr. Very Big.

Come to see how this half
of the world lives, huh?

Mhm.

Save yourself, mister.

We're born, and we die.

Just like you.

We got kids.

We got drunks.

Just like you.

Say, do you know something?

We got everything you got.

Now if you'll excuse me.

It ain't my day for
receiving callers.

Oh!

You were right.

You got everything.

Mary!

Yeah?

When you're through with
the wash, then dress the kids

and finish the dishes.

And today's the day
for the garbage.

And Pop wants you to go
to the corner for him,

because the bottle's
running low.

Well, um, I got a
few things to do.

Wait a minute.

I've got to get this horse
on a Frisco boat now.

But I'll be back to show you
how the other half lives.

Bye.

[music playing]

There you are, little Mary.

That's a real $8
quart pub drink.

You really mean
you pay $8 for that?

If you like it,
you can bathe in it.

Aw, would I use for soap?

I need a windshield wiper.

[laughter]

Go on and drink it.

It'll make your heart sing.

[music playing]

[chatter]

[music playing]

Good evening, Miss Madison.

Good evening, Colonel.

Hello, Madison.

Good evening, Mr. Arno.

That's Colonel
Frederick Madison.

Owns one of the biggest
racing stables in the country.

[music playing]

Top society.

-She must be.
-What?

The gal.

That's his daughter.

Gee, she's a knock out.

I mean, she's beautiful.

Why not?

She's got what it takes.

Just imagine how any woman
would look in those things.

Furs and jewels.

Six months rest for your hands.

Mhm.

I get it.

I'm afraid you don't.

I had no intention of offering
you anything but-- but a job.

A job?

Disappointed?

I've come to take you home.
Come on.

Take your stuff,
and let's get going.

You had a date with me tonight.

I suppose you forgot that.

And I suppose you
forgot we got a date

every Saturday night, huh?

Well, I ain't forgotten.

That's why I'm here.

Come on.

You're going with me.

And nobody ain't going
to stop me, neither.

Just like to see anybody try it.

That's all.

I'm sorry.

I-- I'd better go.

Goodbye.

Hm, I thought
cavemen were extinct.

You're thinking
of volcanoes, dear.

Perhaps I am.

It's a fool kid like that who
gets nervous and, uh, shoots.

Yeah, I think he's hopped up.

Mary!

Listen, what's the
matter with you?

What's wrong?

Will you listen a minute?

Oh.

Now would you listen?

Oh, I'm sorry I hit you, Jerry.

Never mind.

Mary, why did you go there?

Well, I-- isn't it
beautiful tonight, Jerry?

All the light colors
and-- and the shop

windows with all
the things in them

you ever dreamed of having.

Huh.

That's what you've been wanting?

Why didn't you say so?

Fancy me forgetting
to mention it.

No harm done.

Which one do you like?

Well, now if you insist,
I'll take, uh, that one.

That one it is.

Come on.

Let's go back where we belong.

[can rattling]

Goodnight, Jerry.

Oh, Mary.

Mary, would you sit on the
dock with me for a while?

[music playing]

Look.

There-- there's
the excursion boat.

Can you hear the band playing?

I wish we was on it.

[sigh]

It's swell here
tonight, ain't it?

Yeah, swell.

A bit like this in Europe
where the big shots go-- you

know, where the dukes and
duchesses ride around in them

gondolas.

Oh, you mean Venice.

Yeah, Venice.

I bet they got moonlight
there every night in the year.

Yeah.

Can I say something, Mary?

Oh, I never heard
you keep quiet.

You got me buffaloed tonight.

You know, last week you
was a kid on the block.

Tonight-- I don't know.

I-- I never imagined
seeing you in a dump

like the-- like the Club Rio.

What's the matter
with my being there?

[sigh]

It would be all right
if you was with me, Mary.

But I don't know how
to talk to you now.

Something's different.

What's different?

I-- I don't know.

Maybe if your nose was running.

Well, all right.

Suppose it was.

Then I'd ask you to marry me.

[laughs]

Oh, don't laugh at me, Mary.

I've been feeling all
night like somebody's

stepped on me inside.

Oh, I'm not laughing
at you, Jerry.

I was just laughing
because I'm kind of happy.

I'm going to keep
you happy, too.

I'm going to get a
job with real pay.

Jerry, will you really try
and work steady for a change?

Sure.

Soon I'll be making enough so
we can move away from here.

Yeah.

Yeah, if we could save
something each week.

You'll have the best
that money can buy.

A swell apartment.

Oh, maybe we could have
the kind that-- you know,

that they build
on top of a roof.

Sure, if that's what you want.

And then maybe we could
go to Europe on one of them

big liners that
come up the river.

Why, think of it, Jerry!

You and me going
to Europe together.

Oh, darling, if you'd only
marry me, I could do anything.

The sky is the limit.

I-- I'd get you
champagne by the bucket.

And we'd go to Venice, and
you'd be Queen America.

[fog horn]

[chattering]

Maybe we could move
out of the breeze.

[crying]

Oh, Mary, what is it?

Oh, you're crying!

Aw, Mary, did I stick
my foot in it again?

What's the matter?

Oh, stop dreaming.

There's the Venice we'll get.

11th Avenue cherry blossoms.

Smell them.

Oh, sure, I'll marry you.

And we can both sit
here in the summertime

and watch our kids
swimming in that soup!

Aw, Mary, don't cry.

I can't stand seeing
you like this.

COP: And what do you
think you're doing?

What does it look
like we're doing?

One of them fresh guys, huh?

You're on private property.

And as for what you're
doing, well, come on.

Get going.

I'm going home.

Mary.

Do you think a cop
like that would put

his snoot in Wire Arno's face?

[punch]

And the said Jerry Flynn
has from time to time

been consorting with
known criminals, gamblers,

and former bootleggers.

He has held odd
jobs from which he

has inevitably been
discharged for brawling

and breach of the peace.

Jerry Flynn, this is a
serious charge against you.

Yes, sir.

Assaulting an
officer of the law.

Yes, sir.

Haven't you any respect
for that uniform?

There's only a man
in that uniform.

My boy, that uniform represents
1,000 years of human effort

towards civilization.

It represents society's
attempt to make the weak equal

to the strong and the ruthless.

It--

Why don't you tell it
to that flat foot there?

[laughter]

[banging]

Silence in this court.

Must you always be speaking
out of turn, you blatherskite?

Jerry, the law says that
I can sentence you to three

years in the penitentiary.

Three years.

Now do you think your temper
would cool off in that time?

Oh, Your Honor.

May I speak for the lad?

What is it you want to say?

Your Honor, I've been a
scrub woman all my life.

On my hands and
knees like a camel.

And bending over the wash
pan like that-- well,

you know, Your Honor, me own
two children was born dead.

And then my poor husband's
time came, and I was alone.

And then Father O'Malley--
God's blessings on his head--

brought Jerry to me.

And Your Honor,
Jerry was so small.

His Reverence carried him
in his overcoat pocket.

[laughs]

And look at him now, Your Honor.

So young and big and handsome
and-- maybe with a dash

of your own temper, huh?

And a blood on fire and him
in love as he should be.

Now Your Honor, excuse
me for talking so much.

Go on.

Maybe you never
think, Your Honor-- you

so famous and rich-- what the
poor children should do in New

York when they're in love.

Where are they to do them
kissing if it ain't in the park

or maybe the railway station
just letting on to be

saying goodbye to each other.

And that's all, Your Honor.

Only maybe that's why
Jerry smacked the cop.

For being young and
hot blooded and in love

and-- and he's all my children
rolled in one, Your Honor.

And he's all I have to love
in this world these days.

And so maybe, Judge--
maybe you'd excuse him?

You may sit down.

Jerry, what have you to say?

Nothing.

What are you sniffling for?

I thought you were so tough.

Who, me?

I'm not sniffling.

An old woman shouldn't
talk like that.

Well, how should she talk?

I don't know.

Bawl me out.

You can handle people who
bawl you out, can't you?

Yes, sir.

How about people who don't?

I guess I'm a heel.

Mrs. Flynn.

Yes, sir?

Uh, where do you work?

I'm in the newspaper
business, Your Honor.

I scrub floors at the
"New York Globe" office.

Oh, pretty good business.

Aren't there some street
corners where Jerry could start

in the, uh, newspaper business?

Oh, yes, sir.

There's a legitimate
job for you, Jerry.

A tough one.

It's hard to make honesty pay.

Harder than brawling or
knocking down policemen.

Next case.

Oh!

"Sun," "Tele,"
"Journal," "Gazette"!

Read all about it.

Paper.

Here.

Hi-ya boys.

Sports, final--

Hey, Jerry.

Got a sure thing for you in
the second race tomorrow.

Yanks lose.

Dodgers top Reds.

What about a couple
of bucks [inaudible]?

Maybe you can get
the National City Bank

to advance you four bets each.

Oh, paper, lady?

Listen, Jerry, have
a heart, will you?

We've been living off
the chewing gum machine.

Yeah, and I got
holes in me pocket

digging for tobacco crumbs.

Say, listen, you mutts, maybe
I could use a few of you birds

to help me expand my business.

You mean selling papers?

Get subscriptions
and win an egg.

All right.

I'm giving you a chance to
make some dough legitimate.

Now watch me.

Harvard wins!

Read all about it.

Sports final complete.

Harvard wins!

Read all about it.

Sports final complete.

Say, you, what do
you mean Harvard wins?

Well, there it is
right there, mister.

You want me to read it to you?

[laughs]

I get it.

War declared here!
War!

Read about the war!

Yes, sir, war here!

War here!
Yes, sir.

Read about the war!

Read about--

Where's the war?

Police declare war on
traffic violators, lady.

[laughs]

Now you see?

What'd I tell you?

Why not make dough legitimate?

Hey, this don't sound bad.

Ah, this is a sissy's racket.

It's a tough job making
honesty pay, mister.

I tried it once.

Selling vacuum cleaners.

But my mug scared
the customers off.

Aw, Lefty, with
a pan like yours,

you ought to scare
them into buying.

Aw.

Sure, make them think they're
buying cheap life insurance.

Go ahead.

Want a paper, mister?

No, thanks.

You want a paper.

I want a paper.

[yelling]

Hey.

Keep it legitimate.

Paper?

[yelling]

Paper!

Here, here.
Let's go.

[yelling]

It's $50, sir.

How much down?

On our new deferred
payment plan, that would be,

uh, $5 down and $0.50 a week.

That's not bad.

Mhm.

You'd have it all paid
for in just, uh, 90 weeks.

OK.

At least I should see me own
daughter leaving the threshold.

After all I've done for you.

And what have you
ever done for her?

[baby crying]

Every job she's ever had, you've
queered with your boozing.

And every dollar
she's ever made,

you've washed it
down your throat.

You're turning against me, too.

Everybody is against me.

Me, that kept the
roof over your head.

Me, that had only half
a kidney in me body.

[knocking]

Who is it?

JERRY: It's me, Jerry.

Uh, Marthy,
children, come along.

Come, darling.

Are you going to sit there and
make a circus out of yourself

in front of him?

Here.

You forgot this.

Evening, Mary.

Did you hear him?

Hm?

Oh, usual Saturday
night stew, huh?

Well, never mind.

I got plenty to tell you.

[car horn]

I got things to
tell you, Jerry.

Yeah, but first
give me your hand.

Listen.

Turn your head away.

[car horn]

Don't be so nervous.

Jerry, I decided that I
gotta get away from here.

And so you will with me.

You make it so tough, Jerry.

Oh, what's the matter?

You-- you haven't said
anything about that.

[car horn]

Yeah.

Yeah, it's swell, but--

Remember how you admired
'em that night in the window?

You shouldn't have bought it.

I'm going to buy you the
earth and everything on it.

Aw, Mary, for you-- well,
the sky is the limit.

Of course, I'm not
taking much now,

but it's a start towards all
them things we talked about.

You've had jobs before.

Yeah, I know, but--

Jerry.

What?

I'm leaving here.

JERRY: Well, sure, you are.

And I'm leaving you.

What are you talking about?

I'm getting out of here.

Where are you going?

I told you where I'm going.

I'm getting out of here.

Wait a minute.

Step on that horn.

[car horn]

Oh, so that's the ticket.

Well, I suppose
maybe you think you

got something better to offer.

Like what my old man gave her.

A houseful of kids and a dump
like this to bring them up in.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I know.

We're different.

We're in love.

But so were they.

Don't you see?

So were they!

But that-- that
night on the dock.

All the plans we made and--

Yeah, and what'd you do?

Slugged a cop and-- and
got pulled in for it.

And that's the way
it's always been.

You're talking about
what a great guy you are

and never doing
nothing to back it up.

And me listening,
trying to believe,

thinking that maybe next time
things would be different.

Oh, I know now.

This is where you live, and this
is where you'll always live.

You're on 11th Avenue.

Well, maybe that's heaven
for you, but not for me.

[car horn]

There's your master's voice.

Jerry.

Jerry, maybe--

Well, what are you waiting for?

You want me to carry your bag?

[door closing]

[car horn]

Read all about it.
Paper.

Paper.

How you doing, Pussy?

Swell.

50 "Tele"s, 50
"Journals," 30 "Sun"s.

What's the matter
with the Gazettes?

Well, get going on them anyway.

We've got to double the take.

Right Come read the paper here!

How's the take, Lefty?

Everything's OK
but them "Gazettes."

The circulating guy was
around here complaining.

He's complaining?

Well, I'd like to tell him a
few things about that sheet.

Yeah, but maybe
they wouldn't listen.

Oh, wouldn't they?

Come and get your
paper here, folks!

As owner of "The Gazette"--

MAN: Just a minute here!

Now wait a minute.

You can't go in there.

Just come back here.

What is the meaning of this?

I'm Flynn of Flynn
Distributing Enterprises.

I'm sorry, Mr.
Poliver, but this goof

pushed right through my office.

Says he wants to tell us
what's wrong with our paper.

Come on, you.

Wait a minute.

You the owner of this rag?

No, he is.

I'm only the Managing Editor.

Well, I've built up
a big business, see?

And it's going to be bigger.

But handling your paper
doesn't help it any.

Suppose you tell us what's
wrong with our sheet,

Mr. Flynn.
-Sure.

Can you take it?

Why not?

At present, it's so
respectable, it smells.

Now, Mr. Dukes.

What's your circulation?

Oh, roughly about, uh, 300,000.

In the East River.

I beg your pardon.

That's where they chuck 'em.

Well, I've got a proposition.

Let this guy turn loose
and talk dough to me,

and I'll guarantee you
over a million in a year.

How?

Murder a day with
a woman in it.

Well, what's the
public interested in?

Stuffed shirts in trouble.

Beautiful girls in trouble.

Hangings, fire, and [inaudible]!

But what about the
moral tone of the paper?

So run a sermon every Saturday.

Well, can you do it?

I can print it in
blood if they'll let me.

What do you want?

$1 a month for every copy I
add to your present circulation.

What do you say, Mr. Poliver?

Well, if Mr. Flynn
shows us he can

increase the sale
of the paper, then

we can talk about a contract.

You speculate, Flynn?

What do you say, Lockjaw?

Will these kids pay
the hospital bills?

Now Mr. Dukes, about this
sermon every Saturday-- I

think we should feature it on--

Lockjaw, I want you to round
up all the out of work mugs

you can lay your hands on.
-Yeah?

We're going to spread
out all over town.

Gee.

[music playing]

Hey, read all about it.

[yelling]

Congratulations, Mr. Flynn.

Here's your contract.

Good work, Flynn.

How do you do, Mr. Flynn?

Now according to this contract,
we'll extend your credit to,

shall we say, uh, $60,000?

Office equipment?

At once, Mr. Flynn.

Gladly, Mr. Flynn, if
you'll just sign for it.

And where should
we deliver there?

Certainly, Mr. Flynn.

The fastest motor
trucks on the market.

[music playing]

Hello.

Yeah, this is Flynn.

OK, beyond the dough.

Send the papers up to my office.

[ringing]
Here.

Who's that?
Hello?

Hello!

Oh.

Yeah.

She can't come
without her sister?

What's her sister look like?

OK, bring them both up.

[groan]

What's that?

Uh, [french].

Aw, give me the
lowdown, will you?

[ringing]

[french].

It tastes like fish to me.

Jerry, you got
the ferry terminal.

Yeah?

What's the rent?

OK, it's a deal.

It's a dame.

Yeah, tell her to come if
she ain't got clubbed feet.

Have you got clubbed feet?

[laughter]

Hello, Jerry.

Hi-ya, Jerry.

Hi.

Hey, madame.

Oh, where's the bar?

That's an idea, baby.

Come on!

Jerry, this is Peggy.

How do you do?

This is Dolly.

And this is Maizie.

Hi-ya, Jerry.

How do you do?

Swell joint you have here.

Very disting-way.

Say, how about
a dance, big boy?

Oh, but this is ours, isn't it?

Hey, wait a minute.

-You're with me.
-OK.

Say, how about you and I, baby?

I'd rather eat.

[music playing]

I bet you get
lonesome sometimes.

What makes you think so?

Oh, all those beautiful
things in there and nobody

to share them with you.

I bet you could be awfully
sweet to a girl, Mr. Lonesome.

Hey, where are you getting
that lonesome stuff?

Haven't I got
everything up here?

Look down there.

50 stories up above those
mugs on top of the world.

Yeah, sure.

You're wonderful.

Oh, Mr. Flynn.

Uh, Pomelli is my name.

Marshall T Pomelli.

Hey, how'd you get in here?

I've come to collect
on the wristwatch.

I've been trying to
see you for 40 weeks.

And if I don't collect,
they'll fire me.

40 weeks, huh?

It's OK.

Here.

Thank you.

God bless you.

Here's your receipt.

Good night, Mr. Flynn.

Thank you!

Come on, Mr. Flynn.

Join the party.

What are you so
sad about, sugar?

Poor little rich
boy got troubles?

How can a guy have troubles
in a joint like this?

Baloney!

Maybe he's got
spiritual troubles.

Yeah, well, run along
inside, will you?

No, really?

Run along!

You, too.

[music playing]

Hello.

Hello, Madison.

What's he doing to
keep up a front?

He's doing it on me.

I have enough
personal notes of his

to take his house, his horses,
his moustache if he had one.

Look.

If they don't stop
playing that music,

I'm going to throw that at the
guy who's waving the stick.

Yes, mademoiselle.

Listen, you.

Get this, and get it straight.

You boys have got to pay off
on a longshot once a week

so I can advertise it
and keep them putting

their money on the line.

When you hear the tone--

Oh, uh, waiter.

WAITER: Yes, Mr. Arno?

Don't you see the
lady's glass is empty?

Oh, mine?

Am I still here?

I am sorry, Mr. Arno.

Why don't you dance, Mary?

Oh, I ain't got the time.

Say, can't you get 'em
to change that music?

ARNO: Oh, you are
taking life too serious.

I only got one.

ARNO: Yes, but you've
got everything.

Everything you
want, haven't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, I got everything.

Everything I want.

MAN: Say, ain't it the
truth Cheer up, kid.

You're sitting pretty.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

I'm sitting pretty.

I got rings on my fingers
and bells on my-- oh,

I got bells in my head!

Aw, take me out of
this dump, will you?

Take me out!

I told you to stop
playing that music!

[crash]

[crying]

One more drink before we go.

Ah, come on.

You've had enough.
-Oh.

-Goodnight, toots.
-Goodnight.

-Say goodnight to the boss.
-I will.

-Goodnight.
-Goodnight.

See you in church.

It was a grand sermon.

Oh, and a good dinner, Nora.

Oh.

Now make yourself easy, lad.

Take your coat off.

Here, Nora.

Thank you, dear.

It's a waste of money
giving it to you.

Why don't you use it?

Get yourself a fine
house, servants.

Servants.

Now what would the likes of
me be doing with servants?

No, Jerry.

This is my home.

And yours, too, whenever
you need it, lad.

I could fix you up
swell in my penthouse.

May I break my
foot if ever I cross

your threshold while the
perfumed water of sinful women

smells it up.

Your work days'
sins are your own.

Your Sundays, you'll
spend here with me.

Yes, Nora.

You're very successful,
aren't you, lad?

It's like magic, Nora.

I got the town by the ears.

You got everything you want.

Oh, you know me.

The sky's the limit.

Oh, and that's the way
I like to hear you talk.

Yeah.

NORA: Are you still
grieving about her?

Oh, I'm not even
thinking about her.

Well, she's nothing in my life.

Nothing.

BOY: "Wire Arno's Racing News."

First race coming up.

BOY: Get your red hot tip.
"Wire Arno's Racing News" here.

Get your red hot tips here.
"Wire Arno's Racing News."

Get your red hot tips.

Get yourself ready to clean
up a fortune, everybody.

Will my Jerry put a bet
on an itty-bitty horse

for his little Dolly?

Sure, kid.

Name your nag.

The sky's the limit.

WOMAN: Oh, well, I want
to bet on the horse

that's going to win.

Do you want to make a
teeny weensy bet, snookums?

I want to bet on the
jockey in the pink shirt.

Oh, Pinkie Pie.

Yes, yes, and I would, too.

JERRY: Oh, uh, better get going
with that champagne, Lefty.

LEFTY: All right, Jerry.

JERRY: Anything
else you want, baby?

Remember, nothing's
too good for you.

[cheers]

Mary.

Jerry.

[cheers]

He's a few thousand clear.

So this is where you live.

Yeah, this is the dump.

And I can spit down on
top hats all day long.

Oh, it must make you
proud-- all this by yourself.

Mhm.

By myself.

Well, not quite.

What do you mean?

Oh, there's Nora, for instance.

Yes, there's Nora.

It was a nice night, Jerry.

I'm glad you gave it to me.

Yeah.

Uh-huh.

What are you looking at?

Take a squint down there.

Mary.

I think I'll be going.

I don't belong here.

Where do you belong then?

[sigh]

It's been so long.

[ticking]

Oh, Jerry, forgive me.

I love you so.

You've got to forgive me.

Yeah.

Yeah, sure, I'll forgive you.

Oh.

Don't look at me like that.

Oh, Jerry, I--

Jerry.

What?

Will you talk to me?

What is there to talk about?

Us.

What is there to say?

What do you want, Jerry?

[sigh]

I don't know.

Oh, Mary, I--

Words are hard,
aren't they, Jerry?

Did you-- did you
do that to him?

Do what?

Stroke his hair.

Oh.

Well, did you?

But that's all over now, Jerry.

Well, why do you stall?

Did you tell him
that you loved him?

No.

No.

Well, when did
he first kiss you?

Jerry, will you quit
torturing yourself?

Quit torturing you, you mean.

Oh, it doesn't matter about me.

That's all that does matter.

His hands are on you.

I can see his kiss on your lips.

Will you stop?

You know what you're doing
and what you're saying?

I know what I'm saying.

I know what I want to say
and what I want to do.

I want to take you in
my arms and kiss you

and tell you that I love you.

But all the time the face
of that man comes in.

His face.

And it'll always be there
until I can crush it out

like something you can step on.

Come on in.

Bring the rest of
the boys with you.

I'm starting a race
track tip sheet.

Tip sheet?

And this is the layout I want.

[man talking]

[chatter]

MAN: Jerry Flynn's
new racing sheet!

A daily winner!

Jerry Flynn's new racing sheet!

A daily winner!

Jerry Flynn's new racing sheet!

A daily winner!

Right here, folks.

[car horn]

A daily winner!

Jerry Flynn's new racing sheet!

A daily winner!

Jerry Flynn's new racing sheet!

You know you can't bet
without a sheet here.

Get your red hot tips.

Jerry Flynn's racing news here.

There you are.

Read all about it.

Pick the winner every time.

Here you are.

Jerry Flynn's racing news here.

It's all red hot.

Get your red hot tips here.

Jerry Flynn's racing news here.

Jerry Flynn's racing news.

Get your red hot tips.

He's picked the
first one already.

Quit worrying.

But I tell you, boss.

He's got the six
best bets of the day.

-You've seen it, Wire?
-Yes.

You realize we're
out 20 grand already,

and that's only the first race?

[chatter]

MAN: Jerry Flynn's
new racing sheet.

A daily winner.

Jerry Flynn--

BOY: Jerry Flynn's
racing news here.

It's all red hot.

Hey.

BOY: Get your red hot tips here.

Have a look.

Jerry Flynn's racing news.

Get your red hot tips.

Jerry Flynn's racing news.

Get your red hot tips.

Get your red hot tips in.

Jerry.

Jerry, please don't fight him.

He's dangerous.

He'd kill you if he could,
and that's a punishment

that-- that even I don't rate.

There's no room in the
world for that man and me.

But you've won already.

What more can you gain?

I want his shadow off of me.

I want to do to him what he did
to me and what you did to me.

Please don't make me face him.

Are you afraid of him?

You love him?

OK.

I'll go with you.

[chatter]

[crash]

Hello, Jerry.
How are you?

Hi-ya, Jerry.

Hey, what was that?

They just shot a horse.

Yeah, a horse broke
his leg at the jump.

Which one was it?

Number five, Jer.

Who won the last race?

Applaud K.

Well, that's,
uh, two we picked.

Give me a pencil.

Two in a row for him.

Yeah.

Well, what are you
going to do about it?

Just give orders to have
his crowd thrown out.

[chatter]

Jerry, I'm afraid.

Ahh.

Jerry Flynn's "Horse Sense."

Here, get your red-hot tickets.

Hey, what's the idea?

This broadcast is coming
to you from the courtesy

of the new Jerry Flynn
racing paper, "Horse Sense."

What the-- oh, I
beg your pardon!

Paper?

[chatter]
-Look!

It's a fight.
Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

-Hey, they're ganging up on us.
-Let's go.

-Jerry, don't.
-Let's go.

Over the fence.

[chatter]

Have enough?

Come on.

[chatter]

Cut it out!

All right, take
care of him, boys.

[explosion]

Flynn hasn't got a
man left on the track.

Good.

Let me have a scotch
and soda, please.

Uh oh.

Arno?

I want to talk to you.

Have a drink.

No, thanks.

I'm not in the mood.

You've got a gun?

I'll get one when I need it.

Put your hand down, Charlie.

Your hoodlums have been
beating up my newsboys.

There has been a sign on these
tracks for the last 10 years.

It says keep off.

Yeah, well, we're taking
that sign down, see?

Beginning today.

In other words, you
are prepared to fight

the entire racing
syndicate as well as,

uh, all the other
companies in which

I have a controlling interest?

Have a drink, Mr. Flynn.

Perhaps it will help you
to collect your thoughts.

See what my friend,
Mr. Flynn, will have.

OK.

But this one's on me.

Champagne.

Root beer.

[chatter]

Allow me this time.

What will it be?

Root beer.

And a fight if you want it.

I guess you can both.

Jerry!

A bit of warning.

We get exclusive news
from these tracks.

I should advise you
to keep your men

away from the morning trials.

It would be a great
pity if anything

happened to you, Mr. Flynn.

I'll be seeing
you in the morning.

Um, double root beer.

Come on.

Now open up, will you?

I'm working this horse house
for the Madison Stables.

Pass?

Right there.

OK.

Just a minute.

Where do you think you're going?

Oh, I beg your pardon, Mr. Arno.

I didn't recognize you.

It's all right.

What's been doing?

I ain't seen the height
of any of Flynn's mob.

You got all the gates watched?

Sure.

They couldn't squeeze in here
with a shoe horn, Mr. Arno.

ARNO: Good for you.

Here's a [inaudible].

You boys know what to
do if they show up.

Thanks, Mr. Arno.

[trumpet playing]

Open the gates!

What is the matter
with you, men?

Sorry.

Whose coach?

Sir, this is Colonel
Willoughby Jackson

Hathaway of Churchill
Downs and party

to witness the morning workouts.

OK.

Who did he say he was?

Colonel Hathaway
of Churchill Downs.

They're going to run that
Madison horse, boss, as soon

as it gets a little lighter.

Get the ladder,
and throw them out!

OK as far as we've gone.

Oh.

If you ask me, we've
gone too far already.

Look at me.

Oh, quit talking like
a bass drum, will you?

[HIGH-PITCHED] Yeah, Colonel.

Hey, you, up there.

Get ready to clock the nags.

They'll be running as
soon as it's daylight.

Look, look.

They got one of our mob.

Come on.

Pull him down,
and throw him out!

Why, the--

Come back here.
What's the matter with you?

We gotta keep undercover.

Do you want a massacre?

That Wire Arno's got half his
mob spread around the track.

Well, phone Lefty and
tell him to bring boys

from the distribution gang.

Are you going daffy?

Now we're in the
newspaper racket,

and you're trying to
butt in the racing line.

That Wire Arno will
chop you up six ways.

Lockjaw, I'm not kidding.

Now walk to a phone.
-Ah!

And walk like a woman!

Like this?

Yeah.

[nora singing]

[knocking]

That's too many, Jerry.

Just a minute, laddie.

I'm coming.

Just a minute.

[laughs]

Well, what do you want?

You take your hand off that
door and get out, would you?

Nora!

No, don't you be Nora-ing me.

What's the likes of you doing
in this house on a Sunday?

It's about Jerry.

Jerry?

Well, what about him?

Aw, don't look at me like that.

I love him just
as much as you do.

Well, come in.

And don't be standing
there telling

the neighbors your business.

Now what's the
matter with Jerry?

Oh, he's in an
awful spot, Nora.

He's been fighting Wire
Arno, and-- and now

there's going to be trouble.

We gotta get to him.

He'll be the death
of me, that lad.

I never know what he's up to.

Stop crying, Mary.

I'm sorry for you, kid.

You've been kicked
about, haven't you?

Now come on!

Let's get to that hoodlum.

He's nothing else.

And when I get him, I'll
break every bone in his body!

Boy, that's going some.

Eight furlongs in 140.

That's speed, Orville.

Yessum, this streamline
sure is a winner.

The time on that Madison
horse is a mile in 140.

Right.

Did you get that inside there?

The time of the Madison
horse is a mile in 140.

Colonel Hathaway.

Oh!

Hey!

Hold this guy, so
he can't squeal.

Why, I'll rip your tongue out.

Oh!

For--

[laughter]

MAN: It's a woman!

It's a man!

Jerry!

They're after us.

Get out on the track
and run them down.

[laughter]

Toss her out.

No, no.

Let me stay and see the fun.

She's nuts!

Yeah.

[music playing]

You double crossing fool.

I couldn't help it.

Put up the chain so
they can't get out.

OK.

Where's the gang, Lockjaw?

They're coming.

I'm going to tear you
apart for this, Lockjaw!

[inaudible], Jerry.

Hey!

Blow that horn!

[music playing]

[yelling]

[sirens]

[blowing horn]

Police!

This way!

The chain down.

Arrest those roughnecks
on the coach.

Oh!

Come on, fellas!

Come on, gang.
Let's get them.

Come on, take them.

[yelling]

Whoa.

The marines have
landed and have

the situation well in hand.

Hooray!

[laughter]

Oh, that was grand.

Hey, you better beat it before
that eye of yours blacks up.

Oh.

You play rough, don't you?

Hey, what's your name, babe?

Connie.

Where do you live?

Oh, not far.

So you're Colonel Hathaway
of Churchill Downs, eh?

[laughs]

--[inaudible] Churchill
Downs in the North River.

[laughs]

I like your coach, Colonel.

Won't you drive me home?

[blowing horn]

Hey!

Huh?

Have you seen Jerry Flynn?

He's gone.

But not forgotten.

Oh.

[chatter]

Why, it's our Connie!

Oh!

Hi-ya, Connie!

Hi-ya, Connie!

[inaudible], Connie?

Hello!

Hello, Connie!

My good friends and
drunken companions.

[laughter]

Allow me to present Miss
Madison's newest and brightest

acquaintance, Mr. Jerry Flynn!

So take a bow, Jerry.

Speech, speech!

[laughter]

24 votes for Flynn!

Atta-boy, Jerry!

Come on, Jerry.

Come on, Flynn.

Let's get a drink.

[chatter]

[whistling]

Oh, hello, Mary.

What are you doing here?

Well, I didn't hear
from you all day.

And I--

MAN [ON RADIO]: All
you pay is $5 down.

Won't you stop in--

What you've been doing?

I've been with Nora.

Hm.

How is she?

Oh, fine.

She said to thank
you for the checks.

OK.

Well, whatcha been doing?

Well, Nora and I--
we went to church.

Oh, yeah.

Today's Sunday.

I mean, yesterday.

So you and Nora
went to church, huh?

What's on your mind, Jerry?

What's on my mind?

Nothing.

What should be on my mind?

Well, I thought that maybe if
something was bothering you,

I could fix it up.

What's the idea of being so
sweet like a mouse suddenly?

Aw, listen, if you need
a quarrel to get it out--

I don't need fancy reasons
to say what I want to say.

If you're waiting for me
to explain where I've been,

is that it?

Well, you see, I thought
maybe you'd been hurt, Jerry.

Why didn't you call
your friend, Wire Arno,

and find out?

Maybe he had bumped me
off, you could have--

could have gone back to him.

Who is she?

Who is she?

Oh, that's easy.

She's everything you're not.

Is that enough, or do
you want me to go on?

I want you to go on.

I've been as decent
with you as I could.

I tried to forget
that night that you

walked out with that mug's
horn blowing in my face.

I'll write you out tickets
for any amount you say.

But that's all.

I can't stand it any longer.

You'll write me out tickets
for any amount I say.

Well, I know what I've
been and what I've done,

but I'll take my hat off to you.

You've really evened the score.

I'd give you back all
I got on if I could.

I won't be needing those.

[doorbell]

Hello.

Hi, Connie.

I-- I was just on my
way to your place.

Oh, there's no hurry.

Cozy little place you have here.

Yeah.

But your guests--
won't they be waiting?

Mhm.

Cigarette?

What's the idea?

Oh, it's just an old custom.

It means that you owe me
whatever I choose to claim.

Drink?

To us.

To-- say, do you mean that?

Look, Connie,
would you marry me?

Well, well.

Right out of the book.

Why aren't you mugs down
at the office working?

Well, it ain't
fashionable no more.

All right, Lockjaw.

What's on your mind?

Listen, Jerry.

Since you've been running
around with that Madison dame,

maybe you don't realize
how much this racing

racket is costing you.

Now we're in the red for plenty.

You've got three
notes coming due.

You've got the
press and line type

gang hollering for their dough.

You've got a payroll coming
up that you can't meet,

and you got 15 of your boys
knocked off by Wire Arno,

and they're in the hospital.

Who's going to pay
them doctor bills?

And?

Cut the payroll.

Well, it looks like
me first, Lockjaw.

Wait a minute, Squimpy.

I'll go with you.

Yeah, and you can count me in.

Are you going, too, Lockjaw?

Nah.

I ain't leaving you.

But I'm warning you.

If you don't get
down to business

and quit fooling
around with this dame,

Wire Arno's going
to have you right

back where you started from.

If you're so worried
about the business,

why don't you get down to the
office and keep things going?

Ah!

[ringing]

Yeah?

Who is it?

Now listen, Mr. Sampson,
you've got to be reasonable.

Mr. Flynn will
make his payments,

or we'll be forced
to take action.

[ringing]

Hello?

I'm cancelling Flynn's contract.

You are, huh?

Well, listen, you do
that, and we'll wreck you.

Baloney.

Baloney!

[ringing]

Jerry, we have fun
together, don't we?

Yeah.

Oh, then don't spoil it.

Connie, I'm-- I'm
asking you to marry me.

Listen, Jerry, I like you.

I like you the way I'd like a--
a strong wind on a sailboat.

But when I've had
enough of that,

I want to go back to my
own things, my own people.

Yeah, I've seen 'em.

A lot of pink ladies running
around in men's pants.

That's right.

What you call hand kisses.

I'm not good enough for you.

Is that it?

Oh, Jerry.

Do I have to explain
you to yourself?

You're running around
like a wild fire engine

because you're in love
with this Mary Stephens.

Don't tell me who
I'm in love with.

She's a-- a heel.

I told you that.

[laughs]

You think only 11th
Avenue produces heels?

Well, what's the point?

Oh, please.

Let's not argue any longer.

So you think I'm a mug, huh?

Think I belong back with--

Back with the girl you love and
who can hold her own with you.

Oh, I'd like to-- I'd
like to wring your neck.

Unless you do, I-- I'd like
to drive in there, please?

[splash]

Pay me, darling.

It's frightening the way you
women understand one another.

I'm sorry, Jerry.

I don't know what it's
all about, I guess.

It's as if the-- the
band's stopped playing.

MAN: Hello, Connie!

Hi, Connie!

[chatter]

[laughter]

[sigh]

Oh, Connie.

Welcome back to
the fold, darling.

Hello?

Hello, Nora?

Uh, this is me.

I'm calling about Jerry.

Now what's the matter with him?

Tell me the truth.

Now listen.

Don't jump off the side.

I'm just phoning to
find out where he is.

I don't know.

Why, hello, Nora.

Hey, what's the matter?

I'm ashamed of my weakness.

Something's happened to Jerry.

The lad's lost himself.

He'll be needing you now, Jerry.

Aw.

There ain't nothing
I can do for him.

Mary, you and
me's all he's got.

And this money that he gave me.

Oh.

So that's what he needs.

Mary, will you go to him?

Why should I?

He's got others.

We can't stop loving.

Neither you nor me.

We've got to go on
loving all our lives.

What do you want me to do?

He'll be needing
the both of us.

But he has a man's pride, and
he'll never be coming to us.

We've got to go to him.

Yeah.

We gotta go to him.

Miss Stephens?

Yeah.

Miss Stephens, I'm
in desperate trouble.

I need Jerry's help.

You need his help?

Well, he needs help.

That's why we're here.

Look around you.

Don't you see they've
taken everything he's got?

Everything.

I-- I didn't know.

Oh, haven't you done enough?

Why'd you have to come here for?

Why tonight of all times?

You do love him, don't you?

What's that got to do with you?

Miss Stephens, I know how
you must feel about me.

You think I'm responsible
for what's happened to Jerry.

Well, we've lost
everything, too.

My father owns a racing
stable-- or rather he did.

He borrowed money
from Wire Arno,

and Arno took over the stables.

Now he's planning
to run a substitute

horse in place of the
favorite in tomorrow's race.

Yeah, I know the trick.

Go on.

Well, the horse will run in our
name, and thousands of people

will lose money on it.

Don't you see what
this means to me?

My father-- my father
will go to prison.

Oh.

And you want Jerry
to stop the frame up?

Who wants-- who
wants Jerry what?

What's going on?

Who's talking about me?

Jerry.

Oh, so it's you.

Well, what do you want?

You out slumming again?

You see her?

That's Connie.

Connie Madison.

She's made of silk
and [inaudible].

Too good for Death Avenue guys.

Well, what do you want now?

You changed your mind
and want to marry me?

Well, I want to marry
the great Connie Madison.

Yeah.

Well, let me tell you something.

I'm just a Death
Avenue hooligan.

Jerry!

Yeah, with no class.

Don't know how to eat my soup.

So what?

Miss Stephens.

Listen.

I'll make a deal with you.

I'll help you if you'll
do something for me.

But how can you help?

Ah, never mind how.

A little while ago you
said that I love Jerry.

Well, that's true.

I love him so much that
I want him to be happy.

And that's where
you come in, see?

You've got to make him happy.

I had a crack at it,
but-- but I hurt him.

Because I'm nothing but a--
that doesn't matter now.

Say, maybe sometime when you
ain't got nothing better to do,

would you tell him
that I-- oh, just tell

him that I thought he was tops.

OK?

OK.

Pull yourself together.

So you can take
all that money you

gave me-- I never
spent a cent of it--

and start all over again.

Mary!

Mary!

Mary!

Jerry!

Jerry, you've got to stop her.

Jerry, please.
-Stop who?

Where?

Why, Mary.

Go on.

[music playing]

[applause]

[music playing]

Oh.

If it isn't my little Mary?

Hello, Wire.

Hello.

Sit down.

But, uh, what about
Mr. Jerry Flynn?

How would you like
a night off, boys?

Oh, thanks, Wire.

Yeah, so long, Mary.

Sit down.

How about a good old drink, eh?

Oh, just for old times.

Keep that grin on your face.

Yes, Mr. Arno?

What do you want, Mary?

Champagne.

Oui, madame.

Mary, I don't--

I swear, if you
don't shut up, I'll

kill you without another word.

I-- I-- I--

Listen and don't talk.

I came here tonight to
wash up two no good people.

You and me.

Don't shoot me.

You'll get the
chair, I tell you.

Shut up.

I won't get the chair,
because after I shoot you,

I'll shoot myself.

You're running a phony
horse tomorrow that'll

send Madison to jail
while you sit by

and clean up on the suckers.

Well, that ain't the way
it's going to be, see?

Hand over them IOUs.

Hand them over, and
you can walk out.

Mary!

Oh, sit down.

Mary!

Give me that gun!

Let me handle this.

Listen, Jerry,
I'm running this.

Light a match.

Burn those papers
before I shoot this guy.

Flynn, take the
gun away from her.

Yella--

[applause]

Mary!

Mary.

Mary, this-- this is my dance.

Oh, please, Jerry.

I can hardly stand up.

I know.

I'm going to hold
you from now on.

Oh, Mary, look.

[laughter]

The first drunk of the evening.

Atta-boy.

Take him home to mother.

Mary, it's not even a man.

It's-- it's a shadow.

Aw, and you was going to do
that because you loved me.

What difference
does that make now?

Doesn't it make any
difference that I

know how much I-- I love you?

Doesn't it, Mary?

Aw, I know I-- I ain't the prize
package I used to think I was.

I got to own that.

I know what a sap I've been.

Maybe if-- if you was willing,
why, we could borrow that money

from Nora and start over again?

Maybe if I told the mugs
what a heel I've been,

they'd-- they'd come back.

Of course, they know
there isn't another guy

in the city who knows the
circulation game like me.

Why, I'd get every
newspaper in town.

I'd spread a chain across
the entire country.

Aw, Mary, darling,
if you'd marry me--

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I know.

The sky's the-- the limit!

[music playing]