All language subtitles for Out.Of.The.Fog.1941.720p.BluRay.x264.AAC-[YTS.LT].en

It's your turn. You take a card.

This is not cards.
This is torture.

I could do better sitting in
a rocking chair and knitting.

Am I giving you an argument?

Bourbon, straight.

One bourbon coming up.

Here's a jack.
I hope you don't need it.

A jack I need? A doctor I need.

Why don't you give me
decent cards?

My luck. My cards
are just like my business.

Look at them. Like cheapskates
playing the chamber of commerce.

Merchants of the community.

Like clockwork,
they come in every day

and order the same food.

Play the same game of cards.

They even play the same records.

And I gotta listen
to the same bellyaching

about their business.

And when they leave, I get
the same crummy nickel tip.

I ask you, mister,
is there any percentage in that?

- I ask you.
- Another bourbon.

Another bourbon coming up.

Good evening, Mr. Propotkin.

- Hello, Sam.
- Hello.

- Oh, yeah, good evening.
- How are you, Eddie?

Fine, thanks, Mac.
Nice weather out, eh?

Yeah.

Hey, Olaf,
a hot plate for the law.

What's new on the beat,
lieutenant? Anything exciting?

- I'll take my coffee, Eddie.
- Yes, sir.

Ask the lieutenant
what else he'll have to drink.

Thanks. I can buy my own.

- How much do I owe you?
- Four bits.

Fifty out of five,
two bourbons.

If she feels that way about it,
why don't she sit here

and take the cash herself

instead of staying out
in the kitchen making

passes at the chef?

Say, by the way, uh that chef

that works here,
what's his name again?

- Olaf. Olaf Johnson.
- Yeah.

Don't he own a little
fishing boat around here?

- That's right.
- Eddie!

I want to eat tonight
not tomorrow.

- How about it back there?
- Coming up.

Be careful, Eddie.
The plates are hot.

This is for Igor.
I made it just the way he wants.

Olaf!

All day, all day.

You have everything on your
mind but your work.

You didn't clean up
the kitchen.

The kitchen is clean.

The floor is going to be
washed.

The floor is washed.

That clock. Always that clock.

Counting the minutes,
counting the seconds.

- Can't you at least talk to me?
- I am a simple man.

I can only keep my mind
on one thing at a time.

Tomorrow I think I put
little more garlic in the sauce.

- Olaf.
- Yes?

Olaf, what is a man
without a woman?

- Nothing.
- Exactly.

I'm a lonely woman

growing older.

I need the strong arms
of a dependable man to lean on.

It's getting hot here.

I could make out
in this fish grotto

three times its size.

- Well--
- If I only had some help.

Size isn't everything.

I'm growing no younger, Olaf.

I need...

I-I need to take out
the garbage.

- Please excuse me.
- Olaf!

Little more meat sauce
and a spaghetti.

Oh, I'll do it.

Jonah.

Jonah.

Yes, Olaf, yes?
Something wrong?

She's still in the kitchen.
I can't leave yet.

Olaf, it's past 8 o'clock.

Don't worry.
It will only be a few minutes.

I'll call you
as soon as she leaves.

Hey, Magruder.
There's a fire on the pier.

- What? A fire?
- Fire? Where?

Yeah. It ain't a big one.
Just Carny's boat.

Another fishing boat?
Is it still burning?

Whatever's left of it.

The fog's so thick,
nobody even noticed the smoke.

I'll go have a look at it.

Eddie, keep my plate
hot, will you?

- Okay, let's go--
- Oh, wait a minute, Mac.

- I wanna go with you.
- Oh, no, you don't!

You're gonna stay right here.

I'm going upstairs,
and remember, no watching fires.

Okay, okay.

It's like
living in a jail around her.

It's a wonder
she even lets me breathe.

Hey, mister, would you mind
watching the place for me for a minute?

You see,
I'm just a sucker for fires.

Sure, sure, go right ahead.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

I'll be right back.

Oh, good evening, sir.

My name is Goff.

I'm glad to meet you, Mr. Goff.

- You the chef here?
- Mm-hmm.

Nice, homey little place
you got here.

Well, I'm glad you like it.

Excuse me
just one minute, please.

Jonah.

Jonah, it's alright.

- She's gone.
- Yes.

Is there anything I can...

Oh, you shouldn't be eating
them shrimp dry like that.

They give you heartburn.

Here, try them
with just a little bit of sauce

and just a spray of lemon. Hmm?

- Taste better, don't it?
- Hmm, much better.

I, uh, saw your boat tied up
at the pier. I was admiring it.

Oh, well,
it ain't much of a boat.

Just an old tub
made with wood and spit.

- You own the boat?
- I own half the boat.

My friend Jonah Goodwin,
he's the tailor next door

he owns the other half.

You, uh, do a lot of fishing,
don't you?

- Mm-hmm.
- You like it, huh?

Ask me if I like to breathe.

Ten hours a day,
I work in this place.

Only the nights when I go
fishing do I feel free.

Then I'm a different man.
I live in a different world.

Out there on the bay
with my friend Jonah

we got peace.
We can get away from things.

- You see what I mean?
- Sure. I see what you mean.

Supposing somebody were
to come around and tell

- you couldn't go fishing anymore?
- Well, that's silly.

Why should anyone
want to say a thing like that?

Olaf.
Aren't you ready yet?

Oh, I'm sorry.
I was talking to my friend.

This is Jonah Goodwin. He owns
the other half of the boat.

- This is mister, uh...
- My name is Goff.

Mr. Goff. He's a nice fellow.

He takes personal interest
in what we're doing.

I'm glad you're both here. I
wanna have a little talk with you.

A little business talk
regarding your boat.

Our boat?

You wanna talk to us
about our boat?

What is there to say
about our boat?

- I'm ready, Jonah.
- Uh, yes.

Maybe you could put it off
for some other time.

Tomorrow?
You see, we're in a hurry now.

- Fire engines?
- It's nothing.

Just a little fishing boat
caught fire at the end of the pier.

- Jonah, maybe it is ours.
- Don't worry, sport.

It's not your boat.

Mister...

what makes you so sure
it's not our boat?

- You can take my word for it.
- Wait a minute.

You are here.

The fire's down at the pier.

How do you know?

I just know.

- Come along, Olaf.
- Yeah, I'm ready.

- Wait a minute, Jonah.
- Hmm?

It's cold out.
Let me button your coat.

Well, goodbye, Mr. Goff. I hope I
have the pleasure of seeing you again.

Don't worry, sport. You will.

Hurry, Jonah,
you know Caroline.

- Eddie?
- 'Yeah.'

Here. And don't forget

the next time you run off
to a fire, I'll fire you.

I'll fire you! You understand?

Always hollering.
I wish you would fire me.

"Don't ring up
the cash register."

"Don't do this."
"Don't do that."

You don't holler at Olaf
like that.

The pushing around I gotta take
for the dough I get.

- What did you say, Eddie?
- Uh, nothing.

Nothing. I didn't say nothing.
Hey, by the way, George called.

He said he'll be down in a few
minutes. He ordered the usual.

Hi, everybody.

- How's business, Mr. Propotkin?
- Terrible.

Even the people who never pay
stopped buying.

Oh, there you are. Gee, I'm glad
you finally got here.

I was getting worried about you.
How do you feel? You look good.

But then
you always look good to me.

Boy, did I have
a swell day today.

Auctioned off a lot of junk that
had been laying around

the shop for years.

Boy, was I in good form.

I don't know why. I never had
such bad luck in all my life.

But then it's a pleasure to
lose to a good sport like you.

- Put that back, Sam.
- Put what back?

- That ace.
- What ace?

That ace you're trying to deal
yourself, you old gyp artist.

You wanna gyp, do it slick
like me. I'll show you.

- Put that ace back in the deck.
- Where? In the deck?

- That's right.
- Uh-huh.

- Alright. Now where's the ace?
- In the deck.

- You sure?
- Sure, sure.

Alright.
Keep an eye on the deck.

I'll show you something.
Now keep your eye on the deck.

Excuse me, lady, for interrupting. I
was just showing the boys a little trick.

I was proving the hand
is quicker than the eye.

Oh, go right on eating. You
don't mind if I use your boyfriend?

It will only take a second. Now
where did you say the ace was?

- In the deck. Wasn't it?
- Sure, in the deck.

- In the middle, where I put it.
- Oh, no, it ain't.

- It's in the inside pocket of this gentleman.
- Say, that's wonderful.

Say, I think I know how you did it. Uh,
could I have the deck a minute, please?

- Sure.
- I'll show it to you.

- Go right ahead.
- George.

Oh, leave him alone, lady.
Don't let him suppress

- his natural talent.
- Take a card.

Any card at all, I don't mind.
Makes no difference to me.

Alright, put it back
in the deck.

- Remember it now.
- Yeah, we remember, don't we?

- Is that it?
- Unh-unh.

I guess I got that part
of the trick wrong.

Uh, try it again.
Take another card.

-Oh! -Why don't you do
something you know you can do

- instead of sitting there making a fool of yourself?
- Stella!

Well, there's lots of things
he can do.

You all know that.
Isn't it, Mr. Propotkin?

Why, he was the best
football player at boys' high.

First in his class. All-round
George they used to call him.

- Now, Stella...
- And now George is the best auctioneer on the pier.

Why, he's really a talented man. Only it never
comes out except when he's making a spiel.

Come on, George, show 'em.
Show 'em with feelings.

Stella, people are watching.

Do you mind, mister, if my
gentleman friend makes a speech?

No, go right ahead.
It will be a pleasure.

Come on, George. Make
the echoes ring on the pier.

- You know, "What are my bid?"
- Stella, stop it.

I'll never talk to you in your
whole life unless you do this.

- Stella, please.
- Alright, I'll start for you.

What are my bid?
What are my bid?

Who will say $5, $3, $1?

Fifty cents, ten cents?
Who will say a dime?

A genuine antique...

Stella.

Hey, Stella, what's wrong?

Anything I've done?
Anything I've said?

No, i-it's not you, George.
Please believe that.

It's just that
I'm so fed up with things.

Every day just like the other.

Get up at 7:00,
rush to the phone company.

"Wrong number? Just a minute,
please. I'll try them again."

Come home at night,
listen to mother nagging.

Meet you at the grotto.
Eat the same food.

Listen to the same corny jokes.

I just can't take it anymore,
George.

I just can't take it.

Don't you understand that?

Well, sure, I do, but...

but I also know you'll feel
different after we're married.

I'll make you feel different.
I swear that.

You're such a good guy, George.

But why do you pick on me?

Because you're the girl for me.

You're my kind of girl.

I'm not, George.

- Honest I'm not.
- Oh, you are.

I know from the bottom
of my heart you are.

You are a good, solid man,
George.

I'm not like that. You know what
you want out of life. I don't.

All you'll ever get from me
is the pushing around.

-I don't think so. -No,
I know what I'm talking about.

George, please believe that.

If you know what's good
for you, leave me alone.

I can't, Stella. I can't.

Why not?

Because I love you.

Hey, George!

How do you like that? Here I am
looking all over for you

and you're making sweet words
with your girl.

A half-hour
the boss gives you for supper,

no more and no less.

Alright, I'll be right there.

Alright.
I said I'd be right there.

Okay.

I gotta get back to the place.

Uh, I'll be through
in about an hour.

Will you come by for me
like you always do?

Yes, George.

I'll come by for you
like I always do.

That isn't such a bad fish,
Jonah.

A mosquito.

Go home to your mother.

Come back in two years.

Off the coast of Cuba
in the Gulf Stream

they catch fish that weigh
from 700 to 1000 pounds.

Fish with spears in their
noses.

And it's warm there.

The sun shines 11 months
out of the year.

Oh, it sounds like music.

Like music from a band.

You and me, we could be sitting

in the middle
of the Gulf Stream right now

wearing Panama hats
and fishing for fish

with spears in their noses.

You and me in the Gulf Stream.

- Olaf.
- Yes, Jonah?

Look, we could be
on that boat, Olaf.

Please, Jonah, it's torture.

Jonah, Svenson wants $500
for that boat.

Well, in the coffeepot
in your room, we have $190.

- Am I right or wrong?
- Right.

But is $190...
$500?

- Haven't you ever heard of the installment plan?
- No, thank you.

In America, Olaf,
every man can be a king

on the installment plan.

I heard of it, you heard of it

but has Svenson heard
of the installment plan?

Tomorrow he'll hear of it. Look,
Olaf, someday I'll die, God forbid.

And they'll put on my grave,
"Here lies Jonah Goodwin.

"A good son, a good husband,
a good citizen.

"All his life,
he worked like a horse

and never did the thing
he wanted to do."

A little later, you'll die.

They'll change some particulars

but they'll put the same thing
on your grave.

- Jonah.
- Yes?

- Caroline wants to marry me.
- So?

I ain't crazy to marry her.

She reminds me of a woman
in vaudeville

that used to sing all promises.

Then there's no problem.

No, Caroline, you say.
You don't click with me.

You're not my type.

I like chorus girls
with sweaters.

Yeah. Then she'll fire me.

Or worse yet,
she'll put on a sweater.

You never had to work for a
boss that wanted to marry you.

You've sure got a problem.

Look, Olaf, now it's December.

January, February, March,
April, only four months.

And spring time, Olaf.

For once in our lives,
a real spring.

No tailor shop, no fish grotto.

- No Caroline.
- Let's buy it, Jonah.

Let's buy it tomorrow.

- Stella! Hello, Stella.
- Hello, pop.

What are you doing
on the pier alone?

Nothing, nothing.
How was the fishing, pop?

Oh, not good, not bad. Medium.

Come on down here.
I wanna talk to you.

Okay, pop.

Remember, not a word
about our new boat.

That's strictly a private secret
till we have the bill of sale.

Yeah, yeah. Good evening,
Stella. How are you tonight?

- Fine, Mr. Johnson.
- And how is George tonight?

That's right. Where's George?

Well, he had to work late.
I'm gonna meet him later.

Say, pop, you'd better hurry home.
Mom's got another one of her attacks.

Around this boat, Stella darling
we don't talk about your mother.

Or about jobs or about money

or about what we read
in the newspapers.

Here we just come
four nights a week to fish

and to be happy.

Gee, pop.

I wish I had a boat
four nights in a week.

All I've got is... George.

That's no way to talk about
a nice young man like George.

I know, pop.
Did you bring home a swordfish?

Ah, swordfish.
That's what they're called.

With spears in their noses.
700 pounds.

Oh, the ocean's
a wonderful place.

Swordfishes, octopuses.

- Wonderful.
- Anyone got a cigarette?

You know, it's not nice
for young ladies

to smoke outside
of their own homes. Here.

Look, pop, nine hours a day,
I'm a nice young lady.

The smiling, cheerful voice
of the telephone company.

Friendly but virtuous.
Never a wrong number.

At night, let me relax, pop.

Got a match?

- Sorry.
- It's okay.

I'll get one down the pier.

See you later, pop.

Anything wrong with Stella,
Jonah?

No, no. She's just high-strung
and nervous

like all the other young girls.

If you're looking for a light...

Well, thank you very much.

- I'll get a light down the pier.
- That's alright, little girl.

Here you are.

That's a nice perfume you use.

- Violet?
- Well?

Well,
Violet is a first-class smell.

- I like it.
- Well, I'm glad you like it.

- Thank you so much for the light.
- My name is Goff.

- I beg your pardon?
- I repeat, my name is Goff.

- I'm sorry. I never heard of you.
- You will pretty soon.

From coast to coast,
they'll hear of me.

- I can wait.
- Just a minute.

Excuse me, but I really
shouldn't be talking like this

to a man I've never been
formally introduced to.

Look, baby, you only live
70 years if you're lucky.

We haven't got time to wait
for formal introductions.

Especially women. How long do
you think a woman has got, anyway?

Say, 15 years? You can rot in
Brooklyn for the rest of your life

without meeting anybody but that there
boyfriend of yours. What's his name?

And you're not the type
to rot, sister.

You must be
a very successful man.

You have got
a successful attitude.

You're alright. I could tell the
minute I first laid eyes on you.

You got class. You don't find
that much in Brooklyn.

Well, it doesn't do you
much good in Brooklyn.

Who would have thought, on a
pier in the middle of winter,

a girl like you?

How do you know
what kind of girl I am?

Oh, I can tell.
There's a look in your eye.

It sticks out
all over you. Say...

I have a little business to
attend. It won't take long.

Supposing I meet you at the end
of the pier in 15 minutes?

It's been very pleasant
to talk with you

but I have a date for tonight.

With Mr. What's-his-name?

I beg your pardon, mister

but I said
I have a previous engagement.

Talk English, will you?
What do you think you're doing?

Writing a business letter?

- Well, I think I'll be going now.
- Come on, I'll take you

anywhere you wanna go.
The moon, if you say the word.

This is a holiday evening.
It's a Saturday night

in a mining town.
Where to, sister?

- Goodnight.
- I'll see you in 15 minutes.

- Don't bet on it.
- I'll bet on it.

Good evening, gentlemen.
So that's your little tub, huh?

Millions of gallons of water

and he has to throw it
in our boat.

- Yes?
- I'll make it short, boys.

I'm the Admiral Dewey
of Brooklyn.

I protect Sheepshead Bay
from pirates.

We're not interested.
We don't believe in pirates.

I get $5 a week for protecting
boats on the 30-feet long

from pirates whether
you believe in them or not.

Hmm. Go away, Mr. Goff.

You see, Mr. Goff,
we've been leaving our boat here

for three years and nothing's
ever happened to it.

My fee is $5 a week.

You're getting
my special winter rate

because, uh, you have
a very pretty daughter.

What do you know
about my daughter?

Uh, that's a nice boat
you got there.

Pretty name too.
Enterprise III.

I'd hate to see
the Enterprise III

at the bottom of the bay
being used by the fish

for their Rotary lunches.

Go away, bluffer, go away.

Well, uh, let's think it over.

Sure, sure,
take plenty of time.

I'll see you here
tomorrow night.

Nice to make
your acquaintance, boys.

We don't have to think about
anything. Goodbye, chiseler.

Now, look, pop,
I ain't kidding.

If you know what's good for
you, you won't be so stubborn.

Look, I'll call Magruder.

You call that cop
and you won't see that boat here

- tomorrow night.
- Please, Jonah, don't be a hero.

Alright, Mr. Goff,
come back tomorrow.

I'll have you put in jail.

Magruder!
Magruder!

Why are you calling that cop?
I told you not to do that.

If you open your mouth
to that flatfoot

tomorrow night
there's no Enterprise III.

Listen, Jonah,
every place you go

you gotta pay
to be allowed to live.

Who are we we should fight
with a man like that?

We are two old men
so we pay the $5 a week.

- You tell him, sport.
- Listen, I beg you.

What's $5 a week?

What's up, Jonah?
What's the trouble?

I...

I have a sandwich left over,
Magruder.

A ham sandwich with rye bread.

Why, thanks, Jonah.

You know, there's nothing
better for a late snack.

Now you have to pay
for this fishing rod.

Good evening, Florence dear.

Well, it's 12:00 midnight.

How do you do, Mrs. Goodwin?

I hope
you are feeling good tonight.

Oh, I feel terrible,
Mr. Johnson.

- Hang it up, Jonah.
- Yes, dear.

Well, maybe you feel
better soon, Mrs. Goodwin.

I doubt it.

Are those fish, Mr. Johnson?

- Yes.
- Four of them, Florence.

Well, please,
do not place the fish

in the middle
of the living room, Mr. Johnson.

Oh, please forgive me.

In the kitchen, please.

- Yes, excuse me, please.
- Oh.

Is there anything wrong,
Mrs. Goodwin?

- Nothing. Not a thing.
- Thank you.

Well, I'm going to
bed.

Oh, I won't sleep

but I might as well lie down.

- Goodnight, Florence dear.
- No...

Don't sound so happy
to get rid of me, please.

Florence.

You retiring for the night,
Mrs. Goodwin?

- Yes.
- Well, sleep well.

How can I, Mr. Johnson,
when you brought

half the Atlantic Ocean
into my living room?

Florence, remember Mr. Johnson
is a guest in our house.

- Phew.
- The coffee's ready, Jonah.

In the kitchen, Olaf.

- Stella.
- Yes, pop?

Stella, you weren't going to
bed

without saying goodnight to me,
were you?

I thought you were asleep, pop.

Well, you've got color
in your cheeks

and your eyes are dancing.
Hey, Olaf.

Look, look how excited
she looks.

You must have had a wonderful
time. You did, didn't you?

Yeah, pop, I had a swell time.

- Where's George?
- George?

Why didn't you bring him in?

Well, he has to work
for a living.

He's gotta get up early.
Like me.

Goodnight, pop.

Pleasant dreams.

Goodnight, Stella.

Pleasant dreams.

Well, I guess
I'd better be going too.

Alright, Olaf.
I'll walk to the door with you.

Goodnight, Jonah.
And don't worry about Goff.

Everything's gonna be alright.

Oh, yes.
Everything's gonna be alright.

Olaf, we're getting old.

We must take a stand some place.
Let's take a stand in the little boat

- before we're pushed right off the earth.
- Jonah.

Not a cent. We won't give
that hoodlum a cent.

Alright, Olaf. I'll meet you tomorrow
night at Caroline's as always.

But remember, Olaf,
not a cent, not one cent.

Good evening, Mr. Goodwin.

I'm sorry to bother you,
but Stella promised

to meet me at the store.

I waited and I waited,
but she never showed up.

I thought
something might be wrong.

Uh, no. No, nothing wrong.

Stella wasn't feeling very well.

She went to bed early.

You sure it's nothing serious?

No, it's nothing at all. She'll
be alright in the morning.

- Goodnight, George.
- Goodnight, Mr. Goodwin.

Wait a minute, George. I'll walk
down the street aways with you.

Goodnight, Jonah. You'll pick me
up tomorrow night at Caroline's?

Uh, yes, at Caroline's.

Stella.

Jonah.

Jonah, come to bed.

Stella.

Stella, I wanna talk to you.

Are you coming or aren't you?

Yes, dear. I'm coming.

What are you
mumbling about? I can hear you.

I said I'm coming. I'm coming.

- Good evening, Mr. Goodwin.
- Good evening, good evening.

You know, Jonah,
I've been thinking about Goff.

If he wants $5 a week

for such a little boat like ours

how much would he charge for
an ocean liner like the Leif Ericson?

Well, Olaf, we'll worry
about a big boat

when we get a big boat.

I inquired this afternoon

about putting the boat
in Gravesend Bay.

It would take us
30 more minutes to get to it

but Mr. Goff wouldn't be there.

Let's put it
in Gravesend Bay then.

Why didn't you say that sooner?
What are we worrying about?

Well, in Gravesend Bay,
there operates a man

that charges 7.50 a week.

Goff won't come, Olaf.

Wait till you see.
It was all a bluff.

He'll come. He'll come.

The man that collects money
always comes.

Good evening, sports.

I'm glad to be dealing

with a couple
of punctual gentlemen.

I told you, Jonah, the man that
collects money always comes.

What's the matter? Don't you recognize
the admiral of the Sheepshead Bay Navy?

As a matter of fact,
I should get a 17-gun salute.

I'd be glad to give it
to you point blank.

Jonah.

- Come on, Olaf.
- Please, Jonah, be nice to him.

Now look, boys,
we're here to conduct business.

Let's conduct it friendly.
Remember, we all gotta live.

- Get away from our boat!
- Come on, pop, come on.

Stop horsing around, will you?
You better talk to your friend.

Jonah, make believe
he's a new tax.

Who is he that we must pay him
for space in God's ocean?

Just a petty little grifter taking
$5 bills from small people.

But not from me.

For an old guy, you've got
some cockeyed notions.

He's joking. He's joking.

- Ain't you, Jonah?
- No, I'm not joking.

Listen, you broken-down
old jerk.

- Don't you hit my friend.
- Mind you.

Olaf.

Olaf, are you hurt?

I've been hit harder, Jonah.

I talk and you get hit.

I regret to do business
this way.

I'd rather keep things
on a friendly basis.

What do you want?

I've prepared a little paper

just to keep everything legal.

On this paper, it says

"Olaf Johnson
and Jonah Goodwin

"have received a loan of $1000

"at 6% interest

"and jointly pledge to pay
the sum of $5 a week

until the debt is paid off."

This is, uh, just for my files.

But you didn't lend us anything.

This note says I did.

You sign here.

But I'm a man
who makes about $30 a week.

And I support a wife
who's always running to doctors.

Dr. Goff is prescribing now.
My fee is $5.

- Pay him, Jonah.
- I'll make a deal with you.

A deal? This is my deal.

Clauses A, B, C and D.

You'll never live
to be an old man.

Anyway, I won't starve
to death.

I'm in a hurry, boys.
I got a date.

Come on, sign.

Right here.

Now let's see
how nice you can write.

That's fine. Now money, boys?

Olaf.

Oh, here.
I'll lend you 50 cents.

Well, have a cigar.

It's been a fine week.
12 new customers.

There's no telling where
this corporation's gonna go.

Thank you very much.

That don't worry me, pop.
Dime cigars.

Well, I'll see you next week.

Keep dry and I'll give
your regards to your daughter.

- Olaf.
- Yeah?

What was that he said
about my daughter?

Was there anyone in here
looking for me?

No, Miss Goodwin.
Not that I know of.

- I'll have a chocolate soda.
- Yes, ma'am, right away.

Here you are. Anything else?

No, thank you.

You shouldn't be drinking that.

It will spoil your taste
for better things.

Now that's twice in a row
I win my bet.

How would you like to make
another bet? This time I'll lay odds.

Now don't get sore.
I'm glad you came.

I was hoping you'd come.
Now where do we go tonight, huh?

- How about the moon?
- Well, sure. Fine.

Only we'll, uh, stop off at a
couple of other places first, huh?

I hit it! I hit it!

For once in my life,
I beat the machine!

Forty eight thousand.
Pay me nine nickels.

Keep your shirt on.
You'll get paid off.

- Hello, Stella.
- Hello, Buddy.

- Let's get out of here.
- Check.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.
What's your hurry?

Oh, Violet perfume.

Here, baby. Like the ad say,

my favorite smell.
How much do I owe you?

That will be, uh,
4.68 with the tax.

There's exactly $5 here.

Keep the change. Let's go.

Stella, must you play

that radio again?

Do you hear me? Shut it off.

- Alright, mom.
- What did you say?

I said alright, mom.

- Who is it?
- It's me. Can I come in?

Sure, pop, sure. Come in.

I don't like to disturb you,
Stella.

Pop, would you unbutton me
down the back?

Oh, oh, sure, sure.

Uh, Stella.

Remember the other night
when you came home

and you said
you went out with George?

Yes, pop.

You lied to me, didn't you?

Yes, I did.

And all those other nights,
you lied.

Didn't you?

Yes, I've been lying to you.

You've been going out
with Goff.

Haven't you?

Yes, I've been going out
with Goff.

Stella, have I ever
interfered with your life?

Oh, no, pop.

You've been swell.
Just a second.

But now, this Goff,
now I have to speak up.

Stay away from him, Stella.
Please stay away from him.

- He's a bad man.
- He's an exciting man, pop.

Why, he's been all over the
country. New York, Chicago...

- Atlantic City.
- He's been in jail maybe.

Those other places
he's seen in the movies.

He's a disease.

Well, it's a disease
I wanna catch.

It's a disease that makes me
able to sit in the subway

in the morning and look
at all the people around

and say to myself,
"I'm not like them."

I'm not like the people
in the subway.

I'm different. I've got
something they haven't got.

- What?
- Well, something, pop.

I don't know just what
but something.

Look, Stella,
you're my own daughter

and I'd like it better
than anyone

if you were extraordinary,
but you're not.

I don't love you
any less for that, baby.

There's nothing so terrible about
being an ordinary person, Stella.

Alright, so I am ordinary.
Okay.

Well, ordinary or not, I'm gonna
take my fling with Harold Goff.

- Why shouldn't I?
- Listen, Stella.

Do you, do you know
how Goff makes a living?

He's a cheap racketeer.
He takes money from poor people.

Five dollars, three dollars.
Anything he can get.

If they don't pay,
he beats them.

- How do you know?
- I know.

I don't believe it.

And even if it's true, so what?

That's the way
the world's made, pop.

The strong take from the weak.

If it wasn't Goff,
it would be somebody else.

I'm afraid
he's done you damage already.

Say, Stella, maybe...

uh, maybe you need
a vacation.

A trip. You work too hard.

- Pop, I gotta get dressed.
- Yes. Yes, I'm sure.

That's what you need.
Where would you like to go?

What's the use
of talking about it now, pop?

Will it hurt to tell me?

Alright. I'd like to go to Cuba.

I'd like to see
the blue Caribbean Ocean

and the palm trees and the
natives dancing the rumba.

I'd also like to fly like a bird

and live in a 40-room penthouse
with 25 servants.

Oh, please, pop.
I gotta get dressed.

Stella, listen to me.

What do you say you take
the next boat for Cuba

and stay three weeks?
What do you say?

Don't they use money
in Cuba anymore?

You'll have the money.

- From where?
- From me.

A gift to my daughter
who needs a vacation.

Enough for a stateroom
without bath.

- I'll fix it.
- Wait a minute, pop.

This will cost about $200.

That's what I figured.

Well, where would you get
that kind of money?

I have $190 saved
for a special reason.

You can have it.
What's the matter?

I've worked long enough to save
that kind of money, haven't I?

And you wanna give it to me?

Sure. Sure. Why not?

Well, are you going?

It will be nice
in the Gulf Stream

with the water blue and warm
like a bath

the sun like butter.

Oh, pop, pop.

What are you crying about?

A little travel information
you get from any booklet

and you cry.

Stella.

Oh, pop.

Pop, I love you so much.

But not enough to listen to me.

Jonah, Jon...

Well, what's going on here?

What's being kept from me?

Why am I treated like a
stranger in my own house, hmm?

- Pop, that's the store bell.
- Yes, I'll see.

Other daughters
come to their mothers.

Not once
since you've been grown up

have you ever come to me. Hmm?

Jonah.
Jonah, who came in?

Good evening, partner.

This is what I'd call
a real cheerful dump.

Like the mummy exhibit at the Brooklyn
Museum. We", each to his own taste.

That's what makes the world
go round. Where's Stella?

Who'd have thought
out of a war like this

you'd get a lively, juicy girl
like Stella?

Where are you going, pop?
Fishing?

- I'm going for a walk.
- Why? 'Cause I'm here?

That's right.

Listen, Goff,
if you do anything to Stella--

Ow. This couch is hard enough
to make a nice handball court.

I mean it, Goff.

Five dollars a week
is one thing.

My daughter's another.

Good evening, Mr. Goodwin.

Oh, hello, kid.

Welcome to our little castle.

- Stella upstairs?
- Yes, George.

Go right ahead.

Just a minute. Sit down. Relax.

What's your hurry?
Take it easy.

- Excuse me.
- How do you like these? Orchids.

Three bucks apiece
for your girl, Stella.

Imagine, three bucks apiece
for flowers that don't smell.

- Why don't you leave Stella alone?
- She's free...

white and 21
and makes her own choice.

You're turning her head.

You're making her think
she's an important person.

You're making her think
you're an important person.

You don't think so, do you?

I asked you a question.

You seem to be awful worried
about my opinion, Mr. Goff.

George!

Mr. Goff, I'm sorry.

Look what comes out of
the Brooklyn Telephone Company.

- Stella.
- You're lucky she came down.

I never hit anybody
with ladies present.

Pop, didn't you tell George
I had a date tonight?

Stella baby,
what's come over you?

I got something for you,
Stella.

Orchids.

- Three orchids.
- I'm a fast man with a dollar.

Stella, I've gotta talk to you.

Tomorrow, George, tomorrow.
I gotta go now.

Goodnight, pop.
Goodnight, George.

Goodnight, pop. So long, kid.

Practice up on your card tricks.

- A table, Mr. Goff?
- We'll sit at the bar.

- Yes, sir.
- Hiya, Joe.

Good evening, Mr. Goff.
You don't wanna sit there.

I got a couple of good seats
for you right over here.

- Follow me.
- Let's go, baby.

- Alright, boys, on your way.
- Okay.

- What will you have, Mr. Goff?
- Two zombies.

Right.

Good evening, Mr. Goff.
How about it?

- What have you got?
- Anything you want.

Take your choice.

I'll take
the Cuban do" tonight.

Thanks. Thanks very much.

Oh, that's perfectly okay.

Here you are. Keep the change.

- Thank you.
- Say, Joe, who's the dame?

Oh, just started
a couple of days ago, Mr. Goff.

A tasty dish right from Cuba.

If you look real close,
you can still see

the baggage tags on her.

Hiya, beautiful.

- Say, what's eating you, baby?
- Nothing.

Good-looking girl, ain't she?

Yeah, everyone
to their own taste.

Sure, that's why
I'm here with you.

- Nice place, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

Very nice.

- Funny thing, you taking me to the Cuban room.
- Why?

- Well, as a matter of fact--
- Yeah.

Well, just a few hours ago
I was offered a trip to Cuba.

- By who? Your boyfriend, the barker?
- No.

- Who?
- Oh, a man I know.

- I said who?
- Wouldn't you like to know?

Listen, baby,
when I ask a question

I want an answer. Who?

- You're hurting my arm.
- Well?

You don't have to get sore.
It was my father.

Oh, your father?

So your old man offered you
a trip to Cuba?

Say, where would he get
that kind of dough?

Well, he told me he had it
saved up for a long time.

A hundred and ninety dollars.
That's all he's got.

Can you imagine?
He wanted to give it to me

because he thought
I needed a change.

- It's pretty wonderful.
- You bet.

- You going?
- Oh, no, of course not.

Gee, I couldn't take the money
he's worked so hard to save, could I?

So your old man's got 190 bucks
and he's gonna give it to you?

- Yeah, wasn't that swell of him?
- Very swell.

He's a great guy, alright.
Let's drink to your old man.

There's a special kick
in those zombies, Mr. Goff.

Better take it slow and easy.

- I like the music. Shall we?
- Sure. You wanna dance?

Yeah.

Like Joe says, baby,
slow and easy.

Goodnight.
I had a wonderful time.

Come on, one last cigarette.

It's almost daylight.

Turn around and wait for me
on the corner, will you?

Yes, sir.

Sounds like a big one.

An ocean liner.

- I wonder where it's going.
- You do, huh?

Why?

Nothing. I just wondered.

You ever been
away from Brooklyn?

Yeah, once.

I went to Buffalo
to a funeral of an uncle.

Listen, about that trip
you were talking about

wanna go with me?

How can I?

Mr. Goff,
what would I tell my mother?

You can tell her
we'll be married on that boat.

Married by the captain?

Yeah, with a brass band
and flowers.

- How about it?
- I don't know.

I don't even know
if I'm in love with you.

It's a five-day trip to Cuba.

You'll have plenty of time
to find that out.

Yeah, but I, I gotta think
this thing over carefully.

Listen, if I thought
things over carefully

I'd still be wiping a machine
for 13 bucks a week.

If you get chances,
you grab them.

I turned from factory worker
to bootlegger in eight minutes.

But this will cost
a lot of money.

That's my department.

You know, I...

I heard that...

That is,
they say you're a racketeer.

That you make your living
taking money from poor people.

- That you beat them up.
- Who told you that, your father?

- Yeah.
- What else did he say?

That's all.

Well, it's true.

I may as well tell you the rest
so we can start from scratch.

You know who
one of my customers is?

Your father.

Goodbye, Mr. Goff.

Goodbye, Miss Goodwin.

How can you be so hard?

What have you got inside of you?

I got education inside me, baby.

The education I learned on the
brake rods and the breadlines

in the poolrooms and the
beer parlors of the big cities.

I got rocks inside me, baby.

It would have been a nice trip.

Well, maybe another uncle
of yours

will die in Jersey City.

George, what are you doing
here?

I've been outside
waiting for you to come home.

- I don't want you spying on me.
- I have to talk to you.

There's nothing to talk about,
George.

There's our whole life
to talk about.

- Yours, not mine.
- Well, yours too.

Look, George,
it's 5 o'clock in the morning.

I gotta be up at 7:00
to go to work.

I gotta get some sleep.

Did you say that to Goff too?

- Oh, George.
- Or to me before you met him?

Shall I remind you how many times we
stayed out fill all hours of the morning?

How many times
I took you straight to work?

You weren't worried
about sleep then, were you?

George, you'll wake
everyone up in the house.

Tonight.
We'll talk about it tonight.

I'll see you tonight, George.
I promise I will.

Oh, no. No.

- It's gotta be now.
- Look, George,

- I know what you're gonna say. You want me to marry you.
- Yes.

You want me to live
in a three-room flat with you?

- Yes.
- To have children.

Spend all day cooking
and washing diapers.

- Yes.
- Well, why should I?

Why should I?

Because I know you can be
happy living that kind of life with me.

Look, Stella, I'm not
just talking off the cuff.

George, please go home,
will you?

I can't see a guy like Goff
break your heart.

What for?

It's so easy
for you to be happy.

Yeah, even in a three-room flat

where we could live
a beautiful life, Stella.

- George, go home, will you?
- Just doing the simple things.

Taking a walk on a boardwalk
on Sunday afternoon.

Watching the people
in the ocean.

I could get a real kick
out of just watching you

put on a new dress.

It's inside of you, Stella.

With your heart spilling over
with love for the things

you've got that
you can hold on to forever.

That's where you'll find
What you're looking for.

Not with Goff
and that phony kind of life.

Inside of you, Stella.

With me.

Well, that's the way
I feel about things.

Why did you have to come here?

Why did you have to spoil
everything now?

Eddie!

- Eddie, Eddie!
- Yeah?

Where's Olaf?
Can't you hear me? Where's Olaf?

- Where do you expect him to be?
- Well, did you tell him?

Certainly, I told him.
I told him in plain English.

I said tonight is Caroline's
birthday party.

Tonight she don't want you
to go fishing.

Tonight she wants you
to be here.

- What did he say?
- He said he'd be here.

You stay here. If anybody
comes, I'll be right back.

Olaf!

Olaf!

Olaf!

Olaf!

That's funny.
The boat is here.

Olaf, where are you?

Olaf!

Olaf!

She must be
a very athletic woman

to run so fast with all those
corsets she has on.

All she needs is a letter
on the sweater she's wearing.

She's 37 today.

She wants me to go
to her birthday party.

Her 37th birthday.

- So she says.
- Thirty seven?

She's 15 minutes younger
than the Roman Empire.

Let's go.

Oh, uh, I forgot to ask you.
What's happened with Svenson?

Good news.

He'll take the $190

and allow us 100
on the Enterprise III

and the rest we pay
in installments.

Olaf, I can feel
that Gulf Stream sun right now

like warm butter.

Oh, Jonah, look.

Men of the Enterprise III,
I salute you.

- We are pleased to see you.
- I am pleased to see you.

We've got some business
to transact.

I've come
for the small sum of 190 bucks.

- What did you say?
- I repeat, I came for the small sum of $190.

Somebody's been telling
you fairy stories.

Where would two old men
like us get $190?

I want that money
tomorrow night.

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

I'll sink the Enterprise III
to the bottom

of Sheepshead Bay
then maybe you'll know.

Please, Mr. Goff

ain't you got any feelings
inside you?

Don't talk foolish.
I got rocks inside me.

What's the use, Jonah?
Why should we fight any more?

Let's sell the Enterprise III.

Forget the Leif Ericson,
forget fishing

and forget Mr. Goff.

You can't sell your hide,
brother.

Tomorrow night at 9 o'clock.
190 smackers.

- Magruder! Magruder!
- Jonah.

How many did I tell you?
Leave the cops out of this.

Police! Police!
Magruder!

One thing I'm serious about,
I don't like to appear in court.

Help! Magruder!

- Jonah, he'll kill us.
- Magruder!

Police!

Jonah, not so loud
or Magruder will come.

- Magruder!
- Okay, okay. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Jonah, maybe we can
make a deal.

No, no. No more deals.

First it's $5, now it's $190.

Next it will be the food we eat

and then the roof
over our heads.

Magruder! Magruder!

Jonah, what's the matter?
What's going on down here?

Magruder, this man here,
a racketeer.

- He's extorting money from us.
- Two crazy old men.

A gangster. He wants $190.

- He'll get 190 years.
- We want him arrested.

You, too, Olaf?

Well...

Olaf.

Yes. I want him arrested too.

Boys, I've been waiting for
this for a long time.

Come on, you tinhorn dillinger.

You boys will have to come along,
you know and press the charge.

Yes, yes. That's it, Magruder.
We'll be right along.

Olaf, we should have done that
a long time ago.

It's too simple.
There must be something wrong.

Hmm? Come on.

I accuse Goff
of being a racketeer

and I want him put on trial.

Very well.

What do you say for yourself,
Mr. Goff?

I'm afraid these two old boys

are trying to pull a fast one,
Your Honor.

Tell the truth, you crook!

Order!

Preserve the dignity of the
court. Continue, Mr. Goff.

In the course of my business
on the evening

of December 7 of this year

I had the occasion
to advance as a loan

to Mr. Goodwin and Mr. Johnson

the sum of $1000.

You liar!
You'll be struck dead by God.

Order!

All decisions in this court
will be made by me.

Continue, Mr. Goff.

This $1000 loan
at 6% interest per annum

payable at the rate of $5
a week

was secured by a personal note

signed by these two old men.

Here's the note, notarized.

Yes, notarized.

"December 7,
$1000 payable to..."

Why, this seems
perfectly regular to me.

But we signed it at the point of
a gun. He didn't lend us a penny.

That note is a lie, judge.
I swear it.

One at a time, please.
Now did you Sign this paper?

- Uh, yes, but--
- You?

- Yes, I signed it.
- Notarized.

These two gentlemen
have invented their little plan

to avoid paying their debt.
That's the whole story.

I am unpleasantly surprised
that two men of your age

should attempt
an adventure like this.

But you're wrong.
You're so wrong.

The court rules
that there are no grounds

for further litigation.

If you, Mr. Goff,
wish to bring charges

of false arrest,
you're at liberty to do so.

But, Your Honor, you can't do this. I
know these men. I'll vouch for them.

Silence. And next time,
don't make arrests

on such ridiculous evidence

and take up the time
of the court.

Get back to your beat.

Case dismissed.

Next case.

"Tony Badiccio.

Wife beating."

Alright. Let's go.

Yes, yes.

Now I have to go
to Caroline's birthday party.

- Olaf.
- Yeah?

Maybe you ought to marry her.

She can't be any worse
than Goff.

Yeah?

Well, get a good night's rest,
Jonah.

Tomorrow we go fishing.

Goodnight, Jonah.

Tomorrow we go fishing.

Goodnight, Olaf.

Hello, pop.

Took you a long time
to get home.

- What do you want now?
- I'm gonna teach you a little lesson, pop.

Purely for business reasons.
You understand?

You see that?
That's rubber hose.

You can beat a man to death with
rubber hose and it hardly leaves

a mark on them for their wives
to complain about.

- I see.
- I got nothing against you personally.

But the next time
any of my clients decide

they might wanna kick up a fuss

they'll remember
what happened to you.

Yes.

Purely a business measure.

I'm glad you see it that way.

One yell out of you,
it will be your last.

- Remember that.
- Go ahead, go ahead.

That will be enough.
Because you're an old man.

Now no more funny business
about the 190 bucks.

Look at me when I talk to you!

I'll be here tomorrow night
at 9:00 to collect.

Well...

...why don't you say something,
pop?

Go ahead. Say it.

Tell me what you'd like
to do to me.

Go on, talk. Talk it out.

You're all alike. Scared.
Scared of your own shadow.

That's why I get away with things
like this, pop. 'Cause I know that.

If you did to me what I'm doing to
you you know what I'd do to you?

I'd kill you.
Yeah, I'd kill you.

You'd never have the nerve
to do that.

Here, it's easy.

Go on, take it.

Take it!

All you gotta do
is pull that little trigger

and there's no more Goff.

Go ahead, pop. Go ahead!

What's the matter?
Can't you do it?

Remember, pop,
tomorrow night 9 o'clock.

One hundred and ninety
smackers.

Pop.

The door was open.
I thought I'd come in.

What's the matter with you,
pop? You don't look well.

I don't look well?
Oh, I'm fine, fine.

You're up late, aren't you?

Yeah.
I've got some things to do.

Oh, you've got some things
to do.

What are you doing?

Going away? Where?

I'm, uh...

I'm going to Cuba, pop.

- Cuba?
- Yes, I'm going with Harold Goff.

When?

The day after tomorrow
at midnight.

Stella.

Stella, is there anything
I can do

or say to stop you?

No, nothing, pop.
It's all been said.

I can't help it, pop.

If you wanna get
what you're after in this world

- you gotta be hard and tough inside like Goff.
- What?

Yes. Not caring what happens to
anyone else or what you do to them.

- Like Goff.
- I'm sorry, pop.

That's the best you'll ever get
out of anything, is talking.

"You're all alike.

"Scared.
Scared of your own shadows.

That's how
I get away with things."

Pop.

What are you saying?

- What are you talking about?
- Yes, Stella.

Maybe you're right.
Maybe that's the way to be.

Like Goff.

Take a man like me, like Olaf.

All our lives,
we're peaceful men.

We don't wanna hurt anyone.

We don't want anyone to hurt us.

But they keep pushing us,
pushing.

Pop, I've never heard you
talk this way before.

I never felt this way before.

Stella dear

for the last time I beg you

don't go with him.

For your sake, for my sake.

Oh, pop, it's no use.

You must love him very much.

All I know is, pop,
that when he talks

I feel like I'm burning.

When he takes my arm as we go
past a cop in the street

I know that someday
that cop might shoot him.

He knows it too.

And even so, he laughs.

And then I, I get
hot and cold all over

and I feel like yelling.

Nothing that ever happened to me
before made me feel like this.

Pop.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Goodnight, baby.

Goodnight, pop.

Pop, aren't you going to bed?

Bed?
No, I'm not going to bed.

Well, where are you going?

Well, I...

I have a headache
and I need a little fresh air.

I'm going for a walk.

Well, you lose again,
Bublitchki.

Hello, Mr. Goodwin.

Hello, Jonah.
What brings you here?

I've got a pain in my back.

You've come to right place.

Oh, steam is good
for everything.

First locker on the right,
Mr. Goodwin.

Bublitchki!

Bublitchki!

Come back soon, Bublitchki.
I'm gonna miss you.

Bublitchki, Bublitchki.
What do you want?

Hit me on the neck, but hard.

Ah, harder.

Ah, that's good.
Thank you, Bublitchki.

What is more peaceful
than a Russian bath

at 2 o'clock in the morning?

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow the creditors come
and they hold an auction

of the goods and furniture
of Propotkin's Dry Goods Store.

On Pitkin Avenue for 16 years.

Bankrupt.

I, Propotkin, bankrupt.

A man that once had $12,000
in the bank.

The more I sweat,
the more I forget.

Sweat is my only happiness.

Here is your towel,
Mr. Goodwin.

Thank you. You sure
you haven't seen Mr. Johnson?

A little man.
Speaks with kind of an accent.

Young, more or less.

- I'm sorry, I not see him.
- Thank you.

Sweat, the bankrupt's comfort.

I sweat and the profit system
comes right out of my pores.

They push you. They push you.

They take everything from you.
They strip you naked.

Naked as a mule.

And what do you do?

Yes, yes. What do you do?

Did I ask you?

- No.
- Then don't answer.

Oh, it's you.
Oh, I didn't recognize you.

Bublitchki. Bublitchki!

Alright, alright!
What do you want now?

Give me a rub, but first
hit me on the neck again.

And this time
make it really hard.

Okay, don't you worry.

It will be hard.

Okay, okay. That's enough.
That's enough.

Thank you very much,
Bublitchki.

How is business at the store,
Mr. Propotkin?

Business at the store? I am no longer
the owner of Propotkin's Dry Goods Store.

They tell me
that my books don't balance.

For me, they balance, but for them,
they don't. So I am a bankrupt.

Always, they thought I was joking when
I told them that I didn't make any money.

Finally, it turns out
that I am losing money.

Even I am surprised.

I am sorry. I'm very sorry.

Sixteen years, I was an
institution on Sheepshead Bay.

Yes.
Years come and go.

I am the victim of people
who don't understand my accounts

just because I kept them
in my own way.

Everybody has different taste
in clothes.

Why can't I have
different taste in bookkeeping?

Sixteen years it takes them
to find out

that I can't add or subtract.

A situation like this could make
up a man like me an anarchist.

- Please don't repeat that.
- Turn around now.

What a life.

Oh, Olaf.

- Over here.
- Yes, Jonah.

Sit down.

I came as soon as you called.

Caroline's ready to fire me.
Why the rush, Jonah?

We have a decision
to make tonight, Olaf.

A great decision.

All night long, I've been faced
with great decisions.

First Caroline,
then the judge, then this.

It's too bad it all had
to happen in one night.

Misery grows like a boil.

At first, a little red spot.

Then all at once, tragedy.

Uh, pardon me,
this is a private conversation.

I'm not listening to you.
I got enough troubles of my own.

Rub, Bublitchki, rub.

Why in the Russian bath
all of a sudden, Jonah?

After you left me tonight, Olaf

Goff caught me.

He hit me with a rubber hose.

It's a little hard to move now.

Harder! Harder, harder I said.

Shake the brains well.

That's terrible.
But what can we do?

If you lived in the jungle

and a tiger stole your food

and ran off with your children

what would you do?

- I don't know.
- You would kill him.

The modern man
is a size 12 foot

with a size 8 shoe.

Massage the spine, please.

Did I, uh...

Did I hear right
what you said, Jonah?

Yes, Olaf, you did.

Did I understand you?

I think you did, Olaf.

But we ain't living any
younger, Jonah.

- Yes, Olaf, we are.
- But two old men--

Yes, two old men
like you and me.

Listen, I have a plan.

Oh, you have a plan already?

All men are created
free and equal.

So it says in the books.

Who am I equal to? Nobody.

Throw away the books.

But all my life,
I wanted peace and gentleness.

Violence?

Leave it to men like Goff.

All my life, I, too, Olaf

have wanted
peace and gentleness.

But can you convince
airplanes with bombs

and men with guns
in their pockets?

What is your plan?

You will go through with it?

I Will.

I will go through with it.

It's a little bit hot in here,
isn't it?

Naked I came into the world

and naked
I will go out of the world.

The Pitkin Company
will have my clothes.

Rub hard, Bublitchki.

- Rub harder. Harder!
- Yes?

Tomorrow night he'll come
for his money. We'll pay him.

-But you said-- -We'll pay
him. He'll be in good spirits.

We'll make believe
we're in good spirits too.

We'll take the cigars
he gives us.

I-I always take them, anyway.
Cigars don't grow on trees.

We'll talk to him friendly-like.

We'll tell him Stella wants him
to call for her.

We'll say
she's at a friend's house

over at Manhattan Beach
at a linen shower.

-Sure. -Then one of us will say,
"Come in our boat, Mr. Goff.

"We'll take you over
to Sheepshead Bay.

"Where we dock,
it's only five blocks away

"from where Stella is tonight.

"It's a nice night, Mr. Goff.

The air will do you good.
Your complexion is--"

Ah, naked.

Naked as a mule. A bankrupt.

- So he has to get in the boat?
- That's right.

And what happens
after he gets in the boat?

- We start across the bay.
- Yes, and?

We go far out. When we're in
the middle, all of a sudden

the motor will break down.

Excuse me, I'm thirsty again.

Say, he's a fine-looking man.
He has kept his figure.

We all eat too much. Teeth.

If we didn't have teeth,
we would be better off.

I'm surprised the Pitkin Company
left me my teeth.

Yes.

Olaf, Olaf.

You said
the motor has broken down.

"Look," somebody says, "The
boat's stopped. It's the motor.

"Mr. Goff, would you, please hold
the rudder down while I inspect it?"

So he goes to the back
of the boat and he leans over--

And one of us will say

"I think
it's the carburetor float."

That's the signal.

I think it's the...

- ...carburetor float.
- Carburetor float.

The other will come
from the back of the boat--

- And?
- Hit him over the head.

- What?
- I said hit him over the head.

Oh.

- Oh.
- That's the sweat.

You drink and it comes out.
It is an endless circle.

Jonah,
a very powerful-looking man.

Yes. He has arms
like a circus strongman.

You know, it would be nice if we
could give him 50 cents and let him do it.

Yes, it would be nice,
but it can't be arranged.

One of us has to do it.

One of us. Yes.

Well, which one? You or me?

Well, are you all finished
with your private conversation?

I'm in the mood for talking now
if you have no objections.

In a little while, thank you.
In a little while.

Sweat and discussion.
It is like champagne to me.

That is all the Pitkin Company
has left to me.

Sweat and discussion.

Alright, let's, uh,
let's toss a coin.

Yes.

Bublitchki,
give me a coin, please.

What do you want a coin for?

Come on, how far could we run

with a dress like this?

- Here, a quarter.
- Thank you.

Look,
somebody still has a quarter.

A quarter. Most people would
think that a quarter is nothing.

For a quarter, the Pitkin Company
would dump you in the ocean

right in front of your wife
and children.

For another quarter,
they would push them in.

No, you toss the coin.

Olaf, please, let me do it.

You're a grown man, but somehow
you've kept the soul of a baby.

I'm different. I'm old, Olaf.

Old through and through,
and this is an old man's job.

Toss the coin, please.

Heads.

Heads.

- It's 9 o'clock.
- Yes, I know, I know.

Maybe he won't come.
Maybe he changed his mind.

No, he'll come.

You haven't changed your mind,
have you?

Who me? No.

I think
it's the carburetor float.

Good evening, boys.

- Uh...
- Hello, Mr. Magruder.

- Glad to see you.
- How's the world treating you?

- We, uh...
- We have no complaints.

Well, you can consider
yourselves lucky men then.

- We do.
- The night of the new moon.

A fit night
for sin and corruption.

Uh, or fishing.

Well, what is so funny
about that?

Uh, nothing.

You know Olaf.
Sometimes he laughs.

Say, I must be getting on.
Got a long beat to cover.

- Goodnight, boys.
- Goodnight, Mr. Magruder.

Goodnight.

Good evening, captain. You see,
I've promoted you, Magruder.

If you're nice, I'll make
an inspector out of you.

- Oh, boys. Boys.
- Yes?

If you need me,
I'll be right around the corner.

- Uh, thanks, thanks.
- Goodnight, Mr. Magruder.

Goodnight, captain.

And, uh, don't pound that beat
too hard.

Hello, boys.
I'm sorry I'm late.

Oh, well, that's alright.
We didn't mind waiting.

I don't like to rush you,
but I'm in a hurry.

Come on, 190 smackers.

A hundred and ninety smackers,
Jonah.

- Mr. Goff is waiting for it.
- Oh.

Yes, that's right.
Here you are, Mr. Goff.

- It's all there.
- I'll count it.

We counted it many times.

One hundred and ninety,
gentlemen.

We saved for three years.

Everybody should save for the
future. You can start all over again.

Just save your pennies.
Right in the old wallet.

It's a nice article,
that wallet.

Ostrich. Genuine ostrich.

Cost me $23. Imagine that.

A burn off the brake rods
with an ostrich wallet.

How do you like that,
huh? How do you like it?

Here, have a cigar.

Uh, thank you very much.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Goff.

I see you're smoking my cigars now,
huh, pop? You changed your mind?

Yeah, I've changed my mind
about a lot of things.

- Here, have alight.
- Thank you.

That's the way
I like to hear you talk.

Well, so long, boys.

I'm off to meet
your dark-eyed willowy daughter.

Oh, I forgot.
Uh, just a moment, Mr. Goff.

- I have a message for you from her.
- Well, what is it?

She's at a linen shower
over at Manhattan Beach.

305 Exeter Street.

She wants you to call for her
there at 10 o'clock.

Ten o'clock, huh?

If you like

we could take you over
in our boat.

Say, thanks.

Now that's the kind
of business partners I like.

It's very nice of you boys,
but I'll take a taxi.

Oh, it's a nice night,
Mr. Goff.

It's a million-dollar night.
There's no doubt about it.

The breeze will be fine
for your complexion.

- Your color ain't so good.
- Huh?

Well, that's the truth. I look as
if I did come out of a jug, don't I?

- How long will it take?
- Uh, 20 minutes at the most.

Oh, much less.

Okay. Goff is in the mood
for a boat ride.

Lead the way, admiral.

Hey!

Well, well, well,
look who's here.

- George.
- I hope you don't mind.

- Wanna speak to this fellow...
- What's on your mind, kid?

Not now, George.
We'll talk about it later.

We're in a hurry.
Now come on, Mr. Goff.

Yeah, we gotta take Mr. Goff
some place.

- Don't we, Mr. Goff?
- Just a second, boys.

This will only take
a couple of minutes.

What's eating you, kid?

I hear you're gonna take
Stella to Cuba with you.

It's alright, George.
Everything's gonna be alright.

- Now don't worry.
- Why don't you see us tomorrow?

- Same time, same place.
- This can't wait till tomorrow.

No, it can't. You're right, kid.

I am taking Stella to Cuba.
What are you gonna do about it?

- I'm gonna stop you.
- Yeah? How?

George!

- George.
- He's hurt bad.

Nah, he'll be alright.

The next time
the dope will really check out

if he keeps sticking his nose
into other people's affairs.

Come on, pop. It's getting late.

- Uh, get some water, Olaf.
- No, no, it's alright.

I'll be okay.

That's right, George.
That's good.

Now please don't worry.

Come on, boys,
it's getting late.

Please, Mr. Goff,
can't you see he's hurt?

Okay, I'll take a taxi.

Oh, no, no, no. No, Mr. Goff.

It's alright. Look, we'll take
you right now on our boat.

- Yeah.
- Come on. It's right here.

We'll take no time at all.

- Yeah, we'll take you.
- Yes.

Ah, this is the life.

Like I always said, pop,
there are superior people

and there are inferior people.

- No harm meant, pop.
- And no harm done.

The superior people
make the inferior people

work for them.
That's the law of nature.

If there's any trouble, you
beat them up a couple of times

and then
there's no more trouble.

- Then you have peace.
- I see.

Ah, I can feel the color
coming into my cheeks.

Hey.

What's the matter?
We're stopping.

The motor. There seems to be
something wrong with the motor.

That happens once in a while.

- I got a date at 10 o'clock.
- We'll fix it.

I must have had holes in my head
getting in this old jalopy.

- I should have took a taxi.
- Compose yourself, Mr. Goff.

- Say, listen, I can't swim.
- That's alright. You won't have to swim.

Would you be so kind as to give
me some assistance, Mr. Goff?

Okay.
These gloves cost six bucks.

- I don't like to get them dirty.
- You won't get them dirty.

Listen, this boat's rocking.
Look at it rock.

Is it alright
for it to rock like that?

She's perfectly safe.

Dirty, old jalopy.

Come on, let's get going.
What do you want me to do?

Would you be so kind
as to hold that, Mr. Goff?

- This?
- Yes.

I think, I think
it's the carburetor float.

Okay. Who you telling it to?
Someone on Staten Island?

- Would you hold that, Mr. Goff, please?
- The light too?

- Yes, please.
- Outboard motor.

A man
has to be crazy to go sailing

in the middle of winter
in an outboard motorboat.

- Snap it up, Goodwin.
- I think...

I think
it's the carburetor float.

Well, what do you expect
me to do about it?

Uh, nothing, nothing.
I'm just telling you, Mr. Goff.

Well, hurry then. You don't
expect me to stay here all night, do you?

I think
it's the carburetor float.

Okay, it's the carburetor float.
Fix it!

You know, Goff, there's
a great deal in what you say

about being superior
and inferior.

You bet. Can the gab now and get
this crackerbox going, will you?

I think
it's the carburetor float!

What the devil are you doing?
Memorizing that?

You think
it's the carburetor float.

Okay. I think
it's the carburetor float.

Okay.
Now do something about it.

It ain't safe to be standing
in this egg crate.

Look how it's rocking. Here.

Let Johnson
hold on to this thing.

Why, you dirty,
double-crossing...

So you two old guys thought
you're gonna pull a fast one.

Knock me off, huh?

I'm sorry, Jonah.
I couldn't do it.

It's alright, Olaf.
Neither could I.

Well, I can.

Jonah.

In the book, it says
a man comes up three times.

Maybe Goff didn't read
the book.

Maybe. Once Mr. Goff said
he had rocks inside him.

I guess Goff was right
when he said he couldn't swim.

- Olaf.
- Yes, Jonah?

We didn't have to do it.

That's right.
We didn't have to do it.

"And the Lord
shall cause thine enemies

that rise up against thee
to be smitten before thy face."

That's from the Bible, Olaf.

Thanks, God, for stepping in.

Here's your bundle, pop. I'll pick
up the returns on the way back.

Okay.

- Hi, Mr. Goodwin.
- Uh, good evening. Good...

- Oh, good evening, Mr. Goodwin.
- Good evening, Joe.

- Is that the latest edition?
- Yeah. Just hot off the press.

- Uh, could I have one, please?
- Why, sure, Mr. Goodwin.

Say, what happened to you?

You hardly ever bought a paper

and now you're taking them all.

You haven't started
playing the horses, have you?

Hmm? No. Here's your money.

Uh, come on, Olaf.

Please, Jonah, may I look
at it? Maybe I can find it.

No, no, never mind. I can look.

- Well, Jonah, anything in it?
- Not a thing. Not a word.

Well, maybe they wouldn't
print it in the paper.

After all,
he was only a gangster.

Who else's name
do you find in the papers?

You know, I am still worried.

How long can the ocean
hide a man, Jonah?

It could hide him
till the last fish is caught.

But already it's three days
and not a word from Mr. Goff.

What do you want him to do?
Send you a telegram?

Oh, look out, Jonah.

Stella.

Why doesn't your father
answer that bell?

Well, it's a few minutes
past 8:00.

He's probably gone
fishing with Olaf.

I'll answer it, mom.

Are you Stella Goodwin?

Yes. What do you want?

You better come along with us.

Here we are.

Go right ahead, folks.

What's the matter?
You're saving on the lights?

Take it easy.
Is it my fault

they put the switch
at the other end of the room?

Well, maybe they're afraid
the light will hurt their eyes.

- Come on, Miss Goodwin.
- Where are you taking me?

So the young lady wants
to see her sweetheart, eh?

Well, that's easy.
We'll show him to her.

- Oh, please.
- Come on.

Don't be scared.
They can't bite you.

Here we are.

Right on in.

Oh, no, don't, please.

Lady, try to pull yourself
together.

- You gotta help us.
- Here he is.

Right here on the little shelf.

- Is that him, lady?
- I don't wanna look.

Come on, lady. Is that him?

Oh, please, please,
don't make me look.

Come on, lady, speak up.
Is that him or isn't it?

Take a good look,
lady. This is where they all wind up.

- All of them.
- Yes, that's him.

Lady, I can't hear you.
Yes or no?

Yes, yes, that's him.

- How about a statement, lady?
- Did you love him?

- How long do you know him?
- You mixed in the racket, lady?

How old are you?

Miss Goodwin, did you know that
Goff was wanted by the police

of at least
five different cities?

No, I didn't.
No, thank you.

I thought
you were Goff's girlfriend.

Yes, I was his girlfriend.

When did you see him last?

Several days ago.

I had a date with him.

He didn't show up.

Wouldn't it have been better
if you'd notified the police?

He wasn't the kind of man
you notified the police about.

In here.

Do you know this man?

Yes.

What are you holding him for?
What's he got to do with this?

Now take it easy, Miss Goodwin.
Sit down, young man.

When... I said sit down.

When we found the body,
there were two tickets

on the Marlin for Cuba
in his inside pocket.

What do you know about that?

Yes, I was going to Cuba
with him the next evening.

- Did you know that?
- Yes, I knew that.

When'd you find out about that?

- Three days ago.
- What did you do about it?

I went down the pier that night
to meet Goff.

- And what happened?
- We had a fight.

- George.
- What about?

I told him I didn't want him
to take her to Cuba with him.

He's no good for her.
I wanted him to leave her alone.

How did you feel about that?
Sit down, young man.

I asked how you felt
about that.

-What's that got to
do with it now? -A lot.

A few days ago, your
father and a man named Johnson

tried to have him arrested
for extortion.

Did you know about that?

Yes, I knew about it.

You must have been
pretty crazy about him

to wanna go away with him
after he pulled a stunt

like that on your father.

You were pretty much impressed
with Goff, weren't you?

- Answer me.
- Yes, I was impressed.

- You thought he was a pretty big shot, didn't you?
- Please.

I guess he didn't look like much of
a big shot lying there in that morgue.

- Please, please--
- Just a stiff with a number.

No different than any
of the other petty gangsters.

- Oh, no, don't, please. Stop--
- Why does she have to go--

She doesn't have to
if you'll tell me the truth.

- I am telling you the truth.
- Not all of it.

I want the whole story
from the beginning to the end.

- You were in love with her, weren't you?
- I still am.

And yet you knew
she was crazy about Goff.

You admitted having a fight
with him on the pier.

What did you intend doing
about it after that?

Nothing. I knew after that night
that wasn't the way to stop her.

She'd just have to get over him,
that's all.

That might have taken
a long time.

I was willing to wait.

It would be possible,
wouldn't it

that you got a little
impatient?

Met Goff at the wharf and,
uh...

- Would that be possible?
- No, it wouldn't be.

Not George. Well, you don't know
him the way I do.

If he said he was willing
to wait until I got over this

he'd wait because...

Well, that's the kind of guy
he is.

Yes.

I kind of think so too.

Not a
single fish tonight, Jonah.

Oh, I suppose it's because
our minds weren't on it.

- I suppose so.
- How can you think of fish when...

- When what?
- Oh, nothing. Only maybe...

Maybe what?

Maybe the morning paper is out.

Maybe.

I lost my pipe.
I can't find it.

Come on, Olaf.
Let's tie it fast.

- Jonah.
- Yes?

Look.

I think
Mr. Goff left something behind.

Jonah, please,
throw it in the ocean quick.

With all our money in it?
Oh, no.

Alright, take out our money

but throw the wallet
after Mr. Goff.

Hold that light. I'll count it.

Uh-huh, it's all there.

One hundred and ninety.

Please, Jonah,
throw it overboard, please.

Wait, we paid him $5 a week
for five weeks, didn't we?

- Yes, five weeks.
- Alright.

- Five, ten, fifteen, twenty.
- Five, ten, fifteen.

Twenty five.

It's just like
saving money in the bank.

Jonah, overboard, please.

Why should we throw
all that money away?

Olaf, all over the world little
children haven't got enough to eat.

Well, maybe
it wouldn't be wrong

to keep the rest
of Mr. Goff's money

and donate it to charity.

Some worthwhile charity.

- Children, say.
- Yeah, for children.

Alright,
take all the money, Jonah

but throw away the wallet.

It's a shame to throw a wallet
like that into the ocean.

A $23 wallet.
No.

A small return
for all the misery he gave us.

Oh, Jonah...

Jonah, what was that?

A car.

- Officer.
- Yes, sir?

Do you know Jonah Goodwin
and Olaf Johnson?

- Why, sure, I know them.
- Seen them around here?

Sure, I've seen them. They
went fishing couple of hours ago.

They ought to be back by now.

Oh, there they are.

Oh, Miss Goodwin,
is that your father?

- Yes, that's my father.
- Alright, come on. Let's go.

Jonah, the wallet.
It's the police.

They're coming after us.
They found out.

I can see the electric chair.
I can feel it.

Olaf, Olaf, calm yourself.

What are we standing here for?
Let's go some place.

Maybe we can run away.

Hey, you, stay where you are.

It will be alright, Stella.
Don't worry.

Not a word, Olaf.
Not a word. Do you hear?

Let me handle everything.

Which one of you
is Jonah Goodwin?

I am. Hello, Stella, George.
What's the meaning of this?

Oh, it's alright, boys.
It's alright.

- This is just a routine check.
- I'll talk for myself.

But I can vouch for these two
parties. I've known them for years.

They don't need anybody to
vouch for them

- if they've done nothing.
- That's right.

You know anything about Goff?

- No. Uh, yes.
- A little.

- His body was found in the bay.
- Is that so?

There was a wallet missing from
the body. An ostrich leather wallet.

Do you know anything about that?

- What's the matter with him?
- Hit me on the back hard, Jonah.

It's, uh, my nose.

You see, in the winter,
it runs.

It, uh, trickles down
my throat. You know.

Yeah, I know.
I gotta search you men.

Uh, go right ahead.

No, uh, I, uh,

I'll be first if you don't mind.

Alright, you can be first.

- What are you laughing about?
- I'm ticklish. I'm sorry.

Oh, alright. Now you.

- Turn around.
- Wait a minute. You don't have to do that.

Lady, will you, please, stand
back and allow me to do my duty?

- It's alright, Stella.
- I'd suspect my own father first.

That's why
you're still pounding the beat.

The inspector's
only doing his duty.

Go ahead, inspector.

Jonah, I feel kind of sick.

Well, what's this?

Worms. Bait.

Oh, for crying out loud.

- Is that all?
- Yes, that's all.

What did I tell you?
Public enemies?

Go back to your fish, boys.
The G-man's through.

You button your lip.
I'm your superior officer

and the law is the law.
Come on, Jess.

If you're going home now,
Stella, and don't mind

I'd like to walk along
with you.

Alright, George.

Oh, pop. I can't, I can't.

Well, uh, I guess I'd better be
getting back to the shop.

Got a new shipment
of genuine antiques in.

Uh, you going my way, Magruder?

I'll walk to the end
of the pier with you.

- I still have a job to do too.
- That's swell.

Uh, Stella is
kind of a moody girl.

She'll be alright,
won't she, Mr. Goodwin?

Ah, sure. Goodnight.

Goodnight, Stella.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight, George.

- Goodnight, Mr. Magruder.
- Goodnight.

Stella baby.

Oh, pop, I've made
such a mess of things.

- Such a horrible mess.
- That's it, baby.

Cry, cry.
It will do your heart good.

It will wash the hurt away.

Pop, tell me it never happened.
Please tell me.

It happened, Stella.
It happened.

Oh, no, it was a dream.

I know it was.
And when I wake up--

The dream will be over.
There will be nothing.

Everything will be like
it was before. Before Goff.

I don't know if it will be,
pop.

Oh, without you to turn to,
I don't know what I'd do.

Don't talk that way, Stella.

You'll be alright
without me too.

No, I wouldn't.

You're the only one, pop.

And I've hurt you so much,
haven't I?

I'll never hurt you again ever.

I'm so lucky to have you.

So grateful.

What's there
so wonderful about me?

I'm just an ordinary person

like, like everybody else
around here.

Like Olaf,
like George, like Magruder.

Yes, Stella. Your father
is just an ordinary man.

And his daughter?
She's an ordinary woman.

But there's one thing
ordinary people can do

just as good as anybody.

They can love each other

like, like millionaires
or poets.

That's why it's not
such a terrible thing

to be an ordinary person,
Stella.

Here, have a cigarette.

Gee, pop, that's the first time
you ever offered me a cigarette.

Well, we all make mistakes.

- Olaf.
- Yes?

Will you take care of the boat
tonight, please?

I'm walking home
with my daughter.

Please, Jonah, before you go

there's something
I have to talk over with you.

- Go ahead, say it.
- No, Jonah, alone.

I wanna talk to you alone.
Excuse me, Stella.

Well, that's alright,
Mr. Johnson.

I'll wait for you
on the pier, pop.

I'll be right there, Stella.

Well, Olaf?

Jonah, before I die,
the wallet.

Where is the wallet?

- In the water.
- The money?

In the wallet. Watch me.

It was too good to be true.

The boat with the bunks
in the galley.

The swordfishes
in the Gulf Stream.

We'll have it all now.

- Jonah.
- Our safety deposit box.

A bank president.

A man with the brains
of a bank president.

That's what you are.

Now, Jonah, please,
will you throw away the wallet?

For your sake, Olaf.

Make a wish as you throw it,
Jonah.

And while you're throwing
that old hunk of bait away

make a wish for me.
See you later, boys.

Too bad.

It was a nice piece of leather.

- Goodnight, Olaf.
- Goodnight, Jonah.

A man with the brains
of a bank president.

- Stella.
- Yes, pop?

For a long time,
Mr. Johnson and I have wanted

to buy a boat and go fishing
off the coast of Cuba.

I think now
we can buy that boat.

And it'd be nice if we had
somebody like you along.

Somebody to do the cooking
and help along.

Would you go on such a trip
if I asked you?

Would I? Oh, pop, just ask me
and find out.

You know, Stella, off the coast
of Cuba in the Gulf Stream

where the sun shines
11 months of the year

they catch fish that weigh
from 700 to 1000 pounds.

Fish with spears in their noses.

Swordfish, pop.
They call them swordfish.

That's it, Stella. Swordfish.