All language subtitles for The Strange Love Of Molly Louvain 1932 Eng

Please, Molly.
Listen to me will you, Molly.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

Please darling, don't cry.

I won't.

I'm not afraid.

I love you so much.

We'd better hurry. Huh?

It's getting late.
- Alright.

Molly, quit your crying.

I probably won't see you
until tomorrow night.

Mother is giving me a birthday
party tomorrow night at home.

Then you can't see me at all?

I probably won't see
anything else but you.

What do you mean?
- I've a surprise for you.

You're coming.

Ralph, you're taking me?
- Of course, sweet.

You know, I've kept you a secret
from my mother long enough.

You're going to be at that dinner table.
Right between mother and me.

Darling.

You don't know how happy you've made me.

Your mother must be grand.

I never told you this Ralph, but my
mother ran away when I was seven.

No. Haven't you seen her since?
- Never.

All she left was a note for me to stay
with the Bennetts. She owed $50 board.

She said don't let them put starch in my
underwear. To use glycerine on my hands.

And never forget to be a lady.
Nice, wasn't it.

That wasn't much of a start, was it.

Even before I began to live people said:

'That Louvain girl is
just like her mother'.

Why didn't you go away?

No. Mother did that.
I'll be different, Ralph.

Decent. Everything
people think I can't be.

You are, Molly. You're great.

Thanks, darling. I love you.

Gee. 4 o'clock. I've got to pick
mother up in half an hour. Let's go.

Let's hurry.
- Come on.

I'll call you for you at
the hotel at 8 o'clock.

Don't be the kind of a lady
that's always an hour late.

I'll be ready, Ralph. I've been
ready a long, long time.

Heads for men and tails for
women. Ain't that right?

Let's go.

Come on tails.
- Come on, heads.

A woman.

Oh man, what a woman.

What a woman.

Are you ready? The same thing.

Go.

Heads. It's a man.
- Yeah.

Lucky, lucky, lucky.

Come on, tails.

It's a woman.

A woman in pants don't count.

Ready to go again or not?
Ready to go again or not?

Hold 'em boys. Hold 'em.

All bets are off, boys. I got a
personal interest in those gams.

Well, it's about time.
You're half an hour late.

I'm sorry, Doris.
- So was the hangman.

There's your dream girl
of the cigar counter.

It's pretty hard to tear yourself away
from a thrill for a cigar counter.

A sparring partner .. was he nice?

Swell.

Give me his address. I'll keep him from
getting lonesome while you're on duty.

Not a chance.
- Bye.

Bye.
- See you later.

Maybe.

Hey, you.

Hello, Molly.

Mr Grant. What can I do for you?
- Plenty, baby. Plenty.

Cigars, or cigarettes?

I dropped in to let you
know I'm back in town.

From now on baby, everything
is going to be okay for you.

Things are okay. You should be a mind
reader instead of rubber goods peddler.

That was last season.
I've got a new line this season.

You always have a new line.
What is it now?

Silk stockings.

You will do well.
You've enough experience.

Yeah. Just one thing has me worried.
- What?

That I might come back
here and find you gone.

I mean it.

You are the only piece of Class A
scenery this town has to offer.

You'd better take a good
look while you're here.

I'm going to.

That's further than you've
got with her in six months.

She has to kid her customers
along, doesn't she?

That guy isn't kidding.

Listen kid.

I have 3 swell pairs of silk stockings
upstairs that are just crying for you.

They're probably not my size.

Tell you what I do.

I bring them down when I take you to
dinner and we can check them for size.

By the time you take me to dinner, women
will be wearing hip-boots, Mr Grant.

Listen, sweetheart.

Grab anything you can get.

You will still be on the short end.

Maybe I'm in love.

Then you're already on the short end.

What's happened?

One of the local farmers offered
to share his crop of hay with you?

No.

Somebody is giving me a chance to
get something I've always wanted.

Why don't you try his line?
- Say, what's that guy's name?

Nick Grant. Going to
ask him for lessons?

Somebody ought to punch
that guy on the nose.

I thought you were much too smart to
fall for any of this small-town stuff.

Paging Mr Grant.

Paging Mr Grant.

Hey boy, what is it?

Long distance call for you, sir.
In booth Number 3.

Thanks. So long, baby. See you later.
Probably the boss in New York.

So long.

Hello?

Hello?

That dirty little ..

Jimmy?
- Yep.

Come in.

Did you get it?
- Sure.

I had to wait until they sewed
some dingus or something on it.

You're a darling. I hope you don't get
in trouble with the night crew for this.

Isn't it sweet?
- It's kinda swell.

Do you like it?
- Do I?

It's for a big occasion tonight, Jimmy.

Huh?

Nothing. Put it on a hanger like
a good boy for me will you.

That's it. Right over there.

What do I want? Stockings.

Let's see. I must have one pair.

I have to be ready.

At eight o'clock.

Some guy ought to make a
fortune inventing hole-less socks.

Here they are. I knew I had them.

If you want me for anything, just ..

Give me a ring.

Darnation.

My last pair.

What's the matter?
- What am I going to do?

That's a shame.

I'll go out and get you a new pair.

Will you?
- Sure.

You've saved my life.
- That's nothing.

Here.

Only 95 cents.

I can't get anything
decent enough for tonight.

I've got money.
I'll make you a present of it.

Don't be silly.
You don't have to do that.

Sure I will.
- No, wait.

I have it. Wait a minute.

Hello? Let me speak to Mr Grant please.

Bur .. but Molly.
- Shush. Wait, Jimmy.

Hello Mr Grant.

Are you still in the stocking line?

Sure, honey.

And I'm still giving them
away to smart little girls.

Good. I'll send for them.

Jimmy, wait.

What?

No, I can't come down.
I'm not dressed.

Okay baby, I'll be right up.

Jimmy. Why the long face?
Did you lose your best girl?

I don't like to see you take
presents from a guy like him.

Jimmy, this is my big night.
Nothing is going to stop me.

My whole life.
Everything depends on tonight.

What do you mean, you're not ..?
You won't quit on us, will you?

I said it all depends on tonight.

Jimmy, cross your fingers
and hold that thought, will you?

What do you mean?
- I'll explain later. Run along.

Mr Grant is here soon.
You know he doesn't like you.

That goes double.
I don't like him either.

Don't think he won't go on looking at
the stockings after he gives 'em to you.

Jim.

It's a good thing he
isn't selling bath salts.

I'd like to punch his nose.

Who is it?
- It's me.

Just a minute.

I'll be right with you.

Here you are, honey. Three pairs of
silk stockings and what goes with them?

Be good. I only asked for stockings.

They'll look nicer if you
let me put them on for you.

I may get nervous and kick your chin.
- From you it would be a pleasure.

Come on, Molly. Let me in.
I feel silly standing out here.

I have it. Give me one pair. Then I go
to your room and collect the other two.

You wouldn't kid me would you, sister?
- Won't kid you more than you'd kid me.

Nice of you, Mr Grant.

It will be much nicer
in a half hour, honey.

You'll grow a beard waiting.
- What?

I said you're a dear, waiting.

Here we are, lady.

Ninety cents.

I'm sorry but ninety-five
cents is all the change I have.

That's alright.

I like to come up here on the hill.

It's my idea of heaven up here.

Shall I wait?
- No, never mind.

Watch your step. It's a tough climb.

Don't fall.
- I won't.

I'm Miss Louvain. Mr Rogers was to call
for me at the hotel at 8 o'clock but ..

Yes, Miss Louvain.

Young Mr Rogers and his mother left
for New York quite suddenly tonight.

The party has been cancelled.

Mr Rogers left this note
to be delivered to you.

I had intended to send it to
your hotel in the morning.

Mr Rogers told me to
convey his sincerest regrets.

I'm sorry, Miss.
- But ..

That's swell, honey. That's swell.

I knew you could do something
better than peddle that Bull Durham.

We can thank our lucky stars.

That we're living as we are.

My little penthouse will be ..

I hate this town.

Why don't we get out of it then?

You know why I hate it here, Nick?

Sure. I know why you hate it.

The gin here is putrid.

Yeah.

Why are you so maudlin?
Laugh it off, will you.

We can thank our lucky stars.

That we're ..

I'm fed up and disgusted. That's all.

You should have taken my advice two
years ago and got out of this place.

But you wanted a lot of new clothes.

To go to cabarets and dances
and have a lot of fun.

Come on, honey.

Why don't you go away with Nicky and
let him show you some of the high spots?

What are you crying about
honey? What's the matter?

What are you crying about?

Never mind me.

I'm alright.

Give me that glass.

I'll have a good time.

I'll laugh it off.

Sure you will.

This will make you forget it.

This will make you forget everything.

Yeah.

Everything.

[ Door knocks ]

Come in, come in.

Hello, Jimmy.

It's you, huh?

Where have you been?
Where have you been?

Molly, what's the matter with you?

Nothing is the matter, Jimmy.

This is my big night.

Everything is swell.

Molly.

Molly, you've got to get out of here.

What you supposed to be?
Her lifeguard or something?

Why not leave her alone
and mind your own business?

She'll be alright.
Don't worry about her.

Put the lady's things down will you.

Come on, clean up this mess
and scram out of here.

Baby.

Baby.

Baby.

Louder, honey.

Louder than everybody on earth.

I hate this town.

For ladies and gentlemen.

It's funny.

Mama, this is the loveliest
toy I've ever had.

You'll be a good girl now,
won't you, Anne Marie.

Yes, Mama. Always.

There's the girl.

Take good care of her,
won't you Mrs Schiller.

Just as if she were my own.

And I have nine of them.
So I know what to do.

I'll give you the money
every month in advance.

If you need me in a hurry.

You'll find me at this address.

Don't you worry.
I'll take good care of her.

Come along now.

Ups a daisy.

She's a fine child for her age.

She always going to be a fine
girl, aren't you Ann Marie?

I want to be like my mother.

No.

You are going to grow up
to be a splendid lady.

She loves her mother, doesn't she?
- And her mother loves her.

Come on now. Let's go to bed.

Goodbye, darling.
- Goodbye.

Mama, don't go.

No. I want to go with my mama.

Sweetheart, don't cry.

I'll come and see you
every day, darling.

Is the father alive, Mrs Louvain?

No. He died before the baby was born.

Now be a good girl, sweet.

Go with the lady.

No, Mummy.

I want to go with my mama.

Now there. Be good now, darling.

[ Police car siren ]

Hello, Molly.

So it was you they were after.
- What are you talking about?

What do you mean,
it was me they're after?

I promised you I'd give up that racket.
- You promised me that for two years.

Come on, honey. What ..?

Hey, what's the big idea?
Where are you going?

Away from here. Away from you.

I wanted to get out of here
before you got back tonight.

I can't stand it any
longer living like this.

I can't and I won't.

Right.

Giving me the air
because I'm broke, huh?

I never know if you have money or not.
- Yes you do.

I give plenty of it to you and
that kid of yours, didn't I?

Every penny you spent has a pedigree
that could land us both in jail.

I hate this life and
I'm getting out of it.

Molly, you fool.

We could quit for good if you write the
kid's father and give him a shakedown.

I won't and you know it.

As far as I'm concerned,
Ann Marie's father is dead.

If you won't write to him, I will.
- No you won't.

You don't know who he is or
where he is and I'll never tell you.

Never.

I want to see my baby gets a break.

Take her away from a
lot of petty thieves.

I've been weak and cheap
drifting along like this.

But I'll drift any longer, Nicky.

Come on, darling.
We'll have dough. Plenty of it.

I tell you I've given up the racket.

I got a date with a guy tonight.
It looks like a swell deal.

No, Nick.

Neither of us have done much
good these last three years.

It's time I got out. I'm going to work.

Goodbye.

A sound spot, eh?
- Looks okay to me.

Let's go in.

Listen, you guys.
We got anatomy exams tomorrow.

You can study all the anatomy
you want right in there.

Come on.

Molly?

Jimmy.

Gee, it's great to see you.

It's good to see you too.

It's three years since
we saw each other.

I'm kinda surprised you remember me.

I've often wondered
what happened to you.

I've been going to university here.

I was coming home from a night class
and a few of the fellows dragged me in.

Let's go over and have
a drink and talk, huh?

Alright.

Oh, boy.

What happened to you?

These dames are ugly enough
to be honor students in biology.

I couldn't get biological
with the dame I had.

Whatever became of Doris, the girl who
worked at the cigar counter with me?

She married one of the local boys and ..

Settled down and had a baby.

She is very happy.

Gee, I stopped in with the
folks over Christmas holidays.

After three steady years in the city,
it was marvelous out there.

I bet it was.

There he is.

Look at the poor innocent lamb.
Some dame's got him hooked.

We must get him out of here.

He's the kind of fellow who
calls up on a sunny morning ..

And says he married one of those dames.
- Hey, Jimmy.

Well.

I thought you wanted to study.

Listen, guys. This girl I used to know
back home. I'll see you fellows later.

Alright. If you don't show
up for class tomorrow ..

We'll tell the professor
you're doing research work.

Come on.
- Nix.

Gee, I'm sorry, Molly. I don't
even know those fellows.

That's alright, Jimmy.

You know, I've got a job
all lined up after vacation.

With the county surveyor, at home.

Say, what became of little blond
Jane that used to work here?

She quit, Sam.

She and another dame got
an apartment on 38th Street.

Yeah?

Yeah, and they're doing alright.
- Gee, that's great.

Let's get out of here, Jimmy.
- Can you leave?

Sure. I could any time
now. It's after twelve.

Swell. I've got an idea.

Let's go to a quiet place where we can
talk and have chop suey or something.

I've got a million things to tell you.
- And I'm dying to hear them.

Thank you.

2250.

Isn't it funny us meeting
each other here tonight?

That's right.

Give me sixty-six. 66.

Sixty-six.

The big boy and myself are going
out for a little fun tonight.

Wait a moment, wait a moment.

Nicky. What are you doing here?
- I want to have a talk with you.

What do you want?
- Get out of here, will you.

I want to talk with you.
- Don't make a scene in the street.

Come on.
- I get it.

You're giving me the air for the kid.
Is that it?

That's the racket, is it?

He's nothing to do with all this.
We met by accident.

As I remember him, he's a bellhop.

The smart Aleck who gave me those phony
long distance phone calls, aren't you.

I'd like to smack your ears off too.

Don't start a fight here.
You'll draw the Cops.

Alright. Where are you going?
- We're going to get some food.

I'm hungry. I'll go with you.
Come on, we go in my car.

Your car?
- Yes.

I told you I'd get a car. From the
guy I have a big business deal with.

Molly, I guess I'd better see you later.
- No Jimmy, please. You've got to come.

Don't stand there and argue about it.

All get in the car. It's okay with me.

Okay.

Calling all cars.

Calling all cars.

A stolen car.

"An auburn sedan."

"License number 1-1-4-8-1-2."

"A stolen car."

"Auburn sedan. Number 1-1-4-8-1-2."

"Driver stole car in full
hold up. That's all."

Give me a cigarette, will you?
- I haven't any.

Hey Kid, give me a cigarette.
- I'm out of them.

That doesn't surprise me.

I've never known a bellhop yet
that had anything you wanted.

We'll pull over and get some.

Slow down, boys.

There's an auburn sedan on the corner.
Take a look at the number.

That's it, Sergeant.

Yeah. 1-1-4-8-1-2.

Wait a minute.
- Hey, wait a minute there.

Beat it.

Beat it.

Go after the other car.

Halt .. halt .. halt!

Jim .. I'm hit.

We didn't have anything to do with it.
Let's go and explain the whole thing.

You can't explain a thing like this.
Don't be a darned fool.

The first thing we do
is lose those cops.

We'll drop the car in a
vacant lot and beat it.

Let's have a paper, sonny.

[ Alarm clock ]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you.
- That's alright.

Thank you, ma'am.

Good bed, good mattress and clean.

And no varmints.

That's one thing I pride myself on.
No varmints.

The house next door, you may have
looked, is alive with it. But not here.

You can see for yourself.

Not a bit of varmint.
Even in the hall outside.

Not one. See for yourself.

Walls, furniture.
Everything as clean as a new pin.

And the dearest little kitchenette.

Just the place for a
young married couple.

Cute, isn't it, Jimmy?
- Yeah.

Isn't it?

Dishes, stove. Everything complete.

And right across the hall, your bath.

Private, semi-private.
But really like your own.

The rest don't use it.
You know, just one in a while.

We just want a room for a short while.
- Short? How short?

Well.

I rent by the month or week. No less.

I find if anybody wants a room for less
than a week, there's something wrong.

And not in my house.

A week will be alright.
We're only here for a short visit.

Alright. It will be
twenty dollars a week.

But you'll have to do your own work.

Now I hope you enjoy your visit in
this nice clean little apartment.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

Now, no rough stuff.

No drinking. No breaking up the
furniture or annoying the other lodgers.

This is a respectable place.

What is it?

She talks her head off.
- What are you so nervous about?

Wait.
- What's the matter?

The window. Maybe they followed us.

Don't be silly. We must have lost them.

Besides, no-one will know you with
your hair dyed. You're a new woman.

You're trembling, Molly.

Come on now. Snap out of it. Relax.

You don't know what we're up against.
- All I know is you need some rest.

Here, let me undo your coat.
You're shaking like a leaf.

You'll feel better after a while.
- Sweet.

Forget it.

Now you lie down over here.
- Give me a cigarette.

Later.

Everything okay?

[ Telephone ]

What is it?
- Telephone.

It isn't possible. They don't know.

Yeah?

Hello. How are you?

Yeah?

I can't hear you.

What is it?

You say a gang made a hold-up at Lennox
near 7th about 9 o'clock last night?

Uhuh.

So what?

The same mob shot Sergeant J.E. Antrim.

At Dearborn .. J. B. Antrim?

I got it. B .. B .. B.

For 'Bath'. Uhuh.

Near Dearborn and Clark.

The mob beat it in the car with the girl
driving. They say she heads the gang.

Collins and Hays of the west side caught
the fellow who did the actual shooting.

Did you get his name?

Nick Grant.

Did he talk?

Okay, I'll stick.

Great.

If that thing rings again,
it's for me. I'll answer it.

They got Nick.

I see it now. He stole a car, pulled
a job and then took us out for a ride.

Then tried to shoot his way out.
- It might be murder.

If it is, they'll stop
at nothing to get us.

Why not go to the cops and
explain the whole thing?

Don't make me laugh.

Say we were riding in the car yet
didn't know how it all happened?

We wouldn't have a chance.
- Has Nick ever done this before?

I guess that's how he
gets his money lately.

Were you ever with him?
- Once.

We were driving and he said pull to the
kerb. He had to ask a guy for a light.

The next thing I knew, he
jumped on the running board.

And threw a purse in my lap.
It went so fast I couldn't believe it.

Were you in love with him?
- I'm not in love with anybody.

Then why did you stick?

What the ..

It was the easiest way out.
I needed money. Lots of it.

Why?

Why?

I have a baby, Jimmy.

A little girl.
- You?

Yeah.

I'm crazy about her.
- Nick's?

No, not his.

I'm a pretty bad egg.

Listen, Molly. Let's you and I get out
of here. This isn't any place for us.

Besides, that guy next
door looks like a cop.

Be a good kid and go, will you?
The cops don't know you.

No need for you to get mixed up.
They've nothing on you.

Can't prove a thing on you either.

Maybe. But remember Nick and I
have been together for three years.

You can't play around with a guy
like him without getting in trouble.

If that cop dies, they'll find some
reason for sending me up too.

A woman.

Not so good.

Not so bad.

Huh?

I said .. not so bad.

You worked fast, kid.

How did you get past that
eagle-eyed hen downstairs?

Well .. we are married.

Uhuh. Just a second, just a second.

I know my types. I earn my living
listening to stories like that.

Don't ask me to believe it though.

Who are you?

Me? Introducing Scotty Cornell.

Sob sister on the news. Known to
my contemporaries as 'Peanuts'.

Loud bursts of applause.

That's fame for you, kid. That's fame.
You can't lick it. You can't lick it.

Meet Mr James Cook of Pauling, Virginia.

The boys call me 'Babe'.

I knew that. 'Babe' or 'Queenie'.

I'm a reporter.
I read between the sheets.

I used to read in bed myself.
- I'll bet ..

Looks like you and I
are going to get along.

Why are you here?

The guy who had this apartment before ..

Handled my phone-calls and
I supplied the breakfasts.

Can you do the same? Just for
a few days. I leave for Europe.

Okay, thanks. What's that phone number?

Franklin. Franklin 4161?

Hello Louis? This is Scotty.

I want a case of ginger gale.

You'll get paid for it. Cash.

A dozen oranges, coffee cake.

Half a pound of butter.
Make it a pound of butter.

Some marmalade. You like marmalade?

Make it jam.

Make it jam. Blackberry.

No. Raspberry.

Raspberry.

Uhuh.

No.

You can't send it up?

Right, I'll be down for it.

Do you mind going down?
I must stay for some phone calls.

Can you get that stuff?
- But.

Molly. You said you're tired.
- Alright, Jimmy.

I'm much better. Kinda hungry too.
- Okay, where is it?

Schulz's. On the corner.
You know, it's a funny thing.

I've left my money in my other suit.

Forget it.

Hurry back, son. Your bride will fix
us a nice little wedding breakfast.

A nice kid.

Don't you think it's about time to
get down to some steady eating?

Better learn to find your way round that
kitchen. I can do with plenty of food.

I'll try.

You need it.

Just what do you mean by that?
- Come on. Show me around this place.

So you're going to Europe?
- Uhuh, Paris. The left bank.

For I shall write the
great American novel.

Hasn't it been done before?

Not by me, sister.

What's it all about?
- The American scene.

Get those cups. They're on the third
shelf there. You'd better dust them.

The American scene. Gangsters.

Gunmen.

You know gangsters and gunmen?

Don't know them socially.
Only bury the boys.

Look what you did.

I expected that. What a handy
person you are around the kitchen.

All you can do is to answer
the telephone or something.

Go and put something comfortable on.

It looks like the start of my lucky day.

Telephone .. telephone?

Where's that number I got?

Number? President?

President? Lincoln, Lincoln, Lincoln.

4-9-2-6 .. 4-9-2-6.

Ah .. Lincoln 4-9-2-6.

Ringing.

A girl I picked up on the elevator
yesterday. Went for me like that.

Like what?

Hello?

Is Jane in?

Sorry, Jane is out,
but you can have Prince.

What kind of a place is this?

What?

The Los Indios Riding Academy?

Never mind.

Do you think that double-crossing dame
could have given me a phony number?

I thought you said you knew your types.

Sure I did. You're the same class.
Just one of the tinsel girls.

What do you mean 'tinsel'?

You look swell on a Christmas tree
but you can't stand up in the rain.

When did you see me in the rain?

I don't have to. I've been around a bit
and have the world pretty well classed.

You kid yourself if you think
you can guess them that easy.

They print what I guess.

Oh yeah? You never guess wrong?

If you call 'em hard, they're hard.
If you say they're tough, they're tough.

Sweet, they're sweet.
Beautiful, innocent.

You never renege and never retract.

Look at them once and
you can't go wrong.

Gee, it must be great to be the guy
who knows all about women.

It has its advantages.

[ Telephone ]

What's the matter?
You'll have to get used to that.

Yeah?

Yes, I'm on the job.

Okay.

Give me State 6-0-3-0.

Right.

I'm expecting a call
from a girl named Jerry.

One of the elevator girls?

No. This is a different one.

Yep? Emergency ward.

Ambulance case. Holdup.

If this Jerry calls, will you tell ..

Yeah? This is the morning news.

You got a police sergeant
there named Antrim?

Just brought him in?

Fine. Now don't give me any
of that 'doing nicely' stuff.

Okay.

If this Jerry calls,
I want you to tell ..

What time?

Hmm. Notify the family.

Okay, I'll catch him.

Right.

That's that.

The copper kicked in.

Oh no.

Sure. What about it?

It seems terrible.

It takes practice to live
with a bullet in your heart.

What you need is a little nip. Come on.

Uhoh. Our landlady has
been cleaning up again.

Watch out for her.

I will.
- Say when.

When.

That's the girl.

Looks like you and I
understand each other.

Well.

Here's to Jerry.
- I hope she chokes.

I get it.

I know we understand each other.

All we need now is a little music.

Why not?
- And another drink.

Help yourself.

Where have you been all my life?

Hey, Steve.

What gives?

How about a good hot number?

Alright.

[ Music ]

Thanks.

I've a swell friend here. When she wants
anything give her the best in the house.

I want you to meet her.

She's bashful.

Don't like to meet strangers.

Come on baby, let's dance.
- What are you going to do about Antrim?

Interview his family. Stick pins
in them to make them cry.

'Are you glad Papa's dead?' Sob.

And when I sob, the farmers
stop worrying about the rain.

Come on, let's dance, baby.
- Wait a bit. Who shot him?

I don't know. Some hoodlum by
the name of Grant. Nick Grant.

A big-shot, huh?

One of the gang. He named a girl
by the name of Madeleine Louvain.

Police look for her now. Come on, babe.
- Who is she?

I don't know. The police say
she's the brains of the mob.

You know her?
- No. I don't.

Before I'm through I will.

I'll have her on every
front page in America.

She'll be a national figurehead.

Madeleine Louvain,
tiger woman of the underworld.

Read this heart-breaking story ..

In Saturday's feature
section by Scott Cornell.

I'm crying already.
- You will.

Picture it like this. Watch.

Or like this.
- Not like that.

And I probably get a big bonus for it.
- Yeah?

And we spend that bonus together.

How about Jerry?

If Jerry phones while
I'm out, tell her ..

Tell her I have something
better lined up.

Here's the food.

Ah, the groceries.
The prisoner ate a hearty breakfast.

Nice kid.

Do as I say and get her here tonight.
- Alright, Chief.

I told the Inspector a few things.

'Are your men blind?' he says.

'You've a picture of Molly Louvain.
Find her'.

'In a bathing suit', I says.

An old one too.

Make the women walk
down the street naked.

My men will pick her out.

I'll bet I could.

All you're good for is to
take care of the flowers.

Yeah? Captain Slade.

We got to spend the rest
of our lives out here?

Hey, Chief.

Some boys of the press want to see you.

Gentlemen of the press.
- Yeah, gentlemen of the press.

Send them in.

Hi Captain.

Boys, what's on your mind?
- Nick regained consciousness yet?

For a moment.
- He talked?

No.
- Not a word?

He asked for water once.

He gave out the girl's name?
- Sure.

Just a name? That's all?

Then passed out.

After all, you can't expect a man
to stay conscious for questioning ..

With three bullets in him, can you?

[ Telephone ]

Hello?

Yeah? It's for you.

Hey, hey.

Just a minute, just a minute.

Hey. It's the Inspector.

Yes, I'll be right over.

Skeets, Skeets.

Have a cigar?
- What kind are they?

Put 'em back.

Hello Charlie, how are you?

This guy knows all about women.
Where's Molly?

I haven't the slightest interest in her.

Get a load of this.

'Can get you 3 months picture contract
starting September 15th. Stop'.

'$150 a week with option for a year.
Double figures. Stop'.

'Wire immediately.
Regards. L. Richards'.

Who is he?
- My New York agent.

Agent? A reporter with an agent.

Everybody is writing books
and plays and pictures.

There ain't no reporters left.

I thought you were all set for Paris.

I was. I said to myself, go to Paris.

Write a novel. Maybe it'll be a hit.
Get a big contact. But ..

I got the contract without the novel.

So, why go to Paris?

Sure, that's right.

You'll go to Hollywood,
flop hard and come back.

You won't be worth a dime for
newspaper work or anything else.

But your decision is probably correct.

You're not worth a dime anyway.

My, my.

It's so hard to get a sex
angle into the story.

I wonder if they're living in shame.

Who, Antrim and Nick?

No. Nick and Molly.

If I could only show she was
caught cheating with Antrim.

That's it. That's my idea.

When Nick found out she had a child ..

I mean .. I don't mean ..

Boys, you gotta be honest.

Don't worry. We know all about the kid.

We'll protect you. Come on, talk.

Nick told us about the kid and
we're watching the house now.

I got the idea.

We can catch her now.
- Spill it. How?

Don't ask me how. Listen, you hacks.

I'll bet every one of you $10 each that
I have Molly Louvain here in 48 hours.

Jimmy.

How is the baby? Is she alright?

Yes, she's alright.

I've been so nervous.
I've been pacing the floor for hours.

Isn't she a darling.

I didn't see her.

What's the matter? Is anything wrong?

Don't worry, Molly. I couldn't see her.
- What?

There are some men in front of the house
in a police car. I had to walk right by.

So they found out about the baby?

They'll make it tough now.

I'm sorry, Molly.
- You did the best you could.

Why don't you get out of here?
Why don't you let me alone?

Why not go and tell the
police the whole story?

You've a perfect alibi.
- Don't be silly.

I couldn't.

You know I love you, Molly.
I'm not going to leave you like this.

Look.

I went by the fraternity house and told
them I stay with friends for a week.

They don't suspect a thing.

Have you seen these?

Why should you get mixed
up in a thing like that?

Well boys.

We're going to search this block
too, with a fine-toothed comb.

I want two of you to
take that building there.

Two more take this one, and the
rest of you come on with me.

Hello? Who is it?

Open it up. We're police officers.

Police?

Where's the landlady of this joint?
- The landlady? I don't know.

I thought it was the landlady knocking.

That's why I don't answer.
- Wait a minute.

Any new tenants move in lately?
- Tenants?

I don't know. What do
I know about tenants?

Don't be in a hurry.
- What do you do?

What do I do? What can I do? What
should I do? What you think I do?

I'm a chiropodist.
- You're a what?

A doctor that fixes feet. A chiropodist.

This guy looks phony to me.
Let's look inside. Go on, get inside.

Who's in there?

The washroom? My wife's in there.
- Go in and take a look.

Come on, get out of the way.

[ Scream! ]

Well, was it his wife?
- I couldn't say for sure.

She may have removed her wedding
ring before she got in the tub.

Let's look at another apartment.
- Yep. We've seen everything here.

I'll say you did.

Your bill.
- Not my bill?

Don't you know that's against all
the rules of this establishment?

Your face is very familiar to me.

P.J. Pratt.

P.J. Pratt?

Not one of the Boston Pratts?

No.

Just an ordinary Pratt?

How about paying this furniture bill?
- Listen.

On the 2nd of every month I
take all the bills I ever see ..

Put them in a waste basket
and mix them up with a stick.

Then I blindfold myself, pick one out ..

And that's the one I pay.

You know I'm going to do if
you don't stop annoying me?

I won't even put your bill
in the wastebasket.

Open it up. We're police officers.

Cops.

Bless me if it ain't Martin and Baldwin.

What you doing here?

Orders from the Inspector. A search of
the neighborhood for the Louvain dame.

You'll never find her here.
- Why not?

My girl lives in here.
I live across the hall.

Answer it.

Just one slug, for old time's sake.

The captain is downstairs.
- I saw him myself.

Say, I'm working on the Louvain story.
If she was round here I'd have seen her.

One little shot?
- No, Scotty. We haven't time.

One for old time's sake?

No, no, no.

Once a cop, always a cop.
I'll see you boys in the bar tomorrow.

Okay, Scotty. Upstairs, Baldwin.

Hello kid. Hello Molly.
- Hello.

Do I smell coffee?

And waffles. Melted in butter
and covered with honey.

Lady, lady.

A double order, please.
And a little of that Java right now.

Boy, it's hot in here.

Ah, the National Coffee Hour with
the latest theme song, Mother Machree.

Turn off the slush.

That Mother stuff has made
better men than you, my dear.

Not to mention my living.
It's the line that hits them all.

Thank goodness everybody
has got a mother.

Mothers? Ha.

Mine walked out of my
life twelve years ago.

And ran away with a handsome tenor.

Maybe that's him now.
- Maybe.

Didn't you ever see her again?

No, and I don't want to.
Except where it's good and hot.

She put a note on the door saying: 'Stay
with the Bennetts. I owe 'em $50 board'.

'Don't let them put starch
in your underwear'.

'Use glycerine on your hands and always
remember your mother was a lady'.

And a smart woman ditching such a brat.

I'll bet you were a tough little kid.

[ Door knocks ]

Come in. Have a cigar.

What's the matter?

Gas bill for 24N.

$4.50. The landlady told me.

It's a funny thing.
I left my money in my other clothes.

Pay it can you, Jim? I must make a call.

You always wear that suit?
- Why not get the coffee and keep still?

Dearborn 0-4-3-2.

Ringing.

When your mother ran
away with that tenor ..

Did she get a white or a yellow every
time there was a step in the hall?

Emergency Hospital.

What's the matter, you got a husband or
something? Afraid he'll track you down?

Ha? Annie, this is Peanuts Cornell.

Have you a party there unconscious?
Who may or may not be Molly Louvain?

When she comes to, give me a
ring will you. Hyde Park 7-9-0-7.

If my boss calls you.

I'm right there holding your hand.

Alright.

Nice kid.

Where's the waffles?

Well, how is the case coming?

Fair enough. I pulled a trick today
that will stand 'em up when it breaks.

Did you read my stuff?
- Yes.

Be glad when they catch that dame.
Darn quick too.

Why?

I'll bury that yarn and
set sail for Hollywood.

Hollywood? What about Paris?
I thought you were leaving tonight.

No, Paris is out, I stick around
here for one more week.

Then on to the coast and the movies.
- The movies?

Sure. To write. Get a flash of that.

'Can get you 3 months picture
contract starting September'.

Gee, that's great.

No. That isn't great. That's suicide.

That's where dead reporters go.

It's our dream of heaven.

And we fall for it.

Just like country boys
do for tinsel dames.

Are you still here?

I made a mistake.
It ain't $4.50, it's $6.50.

How would you like to have a waffle with
me? I've got some maple syrup down here.

Gee, I thought those
cops had us for a while.

That guy is alright. He certainly came
through when we needed him.

I wonder how much he's being fooled.

I don't know, but I don't like
the way that fellow talks to you.

He thinks you are common and you're not.

Maybe I am.

But I didn't want to be.

I flopped at practically
everything I guess.

But it takes a guy like
that to tell me about it.

I thought he was leaving tonight.

He's the kind to notice I'm jumpy.

I can't stand it another day.

Look, let's get out of here.
I've got $150. That'll take us home.

Let's not go through that again.
- Don't you love me at all, Molly?

Listen Jimmy, you're a
sweet kid, you're swell, see.

But I don't love you.

Besides, there is my baby.
- What about it?

She's a great kid and I
want her to stay that way.

I'm sorry for a lot of things. But not
for her. She's worth everything to me.

I'm glad too now, because ..

Whatever happens to me .. she's safe.

We can send for her later.

What do you mean?

Molly, you haven't changed a bit.
You mustn't think about it that way.

You've just had a lot of
tough breaks, that's all.

I only think of you just as
you were three years ago.

That's the sweetest thing
you could have said.

Won't you come away with me?
We can be married.

We'll start all over. Won't you, please?

Over again?

If you really believe in me.

Alright.

I'll try to start over.

You get ready.

I'll get the rest of the things at the
fraternity and be back in a half hour.

Here's some money in
case you need anything.

I hope that Scotty guy changes his ..

Did I hear my name?

You're not leaving?
- We're going to be married.

You are going to be ..?

What in the name ..?

It's none of my business.
- Right.

Any guy who butts in on a case where he
ain't wanted is nothing but a darn fool.

You're right.
- And a sap besides.

Wait a minute.

I want to know, why marry the girl?

You take this too seriously.

You need a sense of
humor with these things.

She may try to make you marry her.
But she can't, you know.

It's nothing like that. We're in love.

Now wait. Don't get sappy with me.

Tell her to take it to court.

And laugh when you say it.
Don't smile. Laugh.

She'll get you.

You dirty ..

It's one of those things?

You're in love with the girl.

I can't believe it.

I've read about such things.

I write about them.

But never ..

Can't you see she plays you
for what you can give her?

Exactly nothing.

She'll leave you for any peanut vendor
who can give her two bits more.

Why do they always pick
on decent kids like you?

And it leads to murder.
- Murder? Why murder?

One day you'll come home and find her
in the arms of a travelling salesman.

You'll go off your nut,
commit murder, land in jail.

Anyway, I'll have the inside story.

Hey.

What is it with you?
- This guy ..

Wait, Jimmy. Hurry. It's getting late.

I'll be glad when I get
you out of this place.

I'll settle with this guy who
knows all about women.

Smart.

What's the idea?

Come on, Camille. Give the country
cousin a break and send him home.

There's plenty others for you.

As far as you're concerned,
I'm just a tramp.

Hmm. But a very high class little tramp.

There's no chance you may be wrong?
- Hardly. A little drink?

Milk?
- I'm not kidding.

This is on the level with me.
I want to get away from all this.

And settle down in a little one-horse
town in a vine-clad cottage by the sea.

With the first decent man
you've ever known.

How long will it last?

Until the first travelling salesman.
- It's a chance to be respectable.

I'll take it.

Too late. The kid has nothing for you.

It looks great now but in
a month you'll go daffy.

I can see you now.

Swinging down main street.

With that walk of yours.

What's the matter with my walk?
- Ah, it's the walk of a tramp.

You heard me. The walk of a tramp.

You little.

Let me go. I'm sick of your insults.
You're so almighty smart.

It's none of your business what I am.
- It's a dirty trick on the kid.

Yeah? You're not worried about him.
I know you. You want me for yourself.

I suppose I couldn't have you?
- No, but you want me alright.

I do, do I? Well, you're wrong.

But it wouldn't be so hard if I did.

Would it?

Stop. Don't. Stop it.

Don't.

Don't stand there
looking at me like that.

Molly.

I can't believe it.

Tell me you did this
deliberately, just to ..

Just to prove to me to ..

To send me away.

No kid, it wasn't planned.

We felt that way and ..

There you are.

Molly, why?

I know it. I'm rotten.
Do you understand?

Rotten.

I tried to say it but you won't listen
to me. You'd put me on a pedestal.

It's better for you to go away.
It's better for both of us.

Someday, I'll hurt you terribly.

And I'd never hurt him.

I'm not going, Jimmy.

She's going with me. To Hollywood.

But ..
- Two hobos together.

We'll have a small bungalow, 3 master
bedrooms, a Filipino boy, two footmen.

Nah.

Nah, I'm not going to Hollywood.

I want to starve at The Ritz bar.

It's Paris. Tonight. Now.

But remember this.

He's willing to marry you.

I'm not.

He'll give you a home. I won't.

But we'll go places. Hear the band play.

For a while.

Then, maybe ..

I'll give you a dirty deal.

I always do.

He's more of a man than I am.

I know that.

Think it over.

Make it snappy.

I'll throw some things in a bag.

But remember this, lollipop.

He is your chance.

I'm not going, Molly.
I can't. Don't do this.

It's no use.
- Why not make a home with me?

I'll make one here in the city.
Any place. Only Molly, please ..

When something takes hold of
you and goes right through you ..

You don't care what
anybody thinks .. you go.

The first time Scotty walked through
that door I knew it was all over.

That's why I wanted to get away.

That's why I wanted him to leave.
Paris, Hollywood. Anywhere.

But your baby. What about her?

She's alright.
The folks are crazy about her.

She is better off without me.

Why?

I'm like my mother.

I'm like her.

Now I understand why.

She ran away with her man.

And left me.

I don't hate her.

She couldn't help it.

And neither can ..

Neither can I.

Goodbye.

I'm sorry.

Goodbye, kid.

Don't take it so hard.

Ten years from now you'll thank
me for doing you a favor.

I don't think so.

I know so.

You are too much like I
was when I was your age.

You're okay.

Well?

I'm ready.

Hey, do I know my women?

When Napoleon wanted volunteers, did he
offer 'em rich rewards, glory, fame? No.

He said: men it's a life of hardship,
privation, danger and death itself.

They answered to a man.

So I offered you nothing
and you accepted.

You're sweet, baby. Sweet.

Hey.

Wouldn't it be awful if we fell in love?

I got to go pull a stunt. Pick up some
money. We need some coin. Listen.

Meet me at the Terminal Restaurant.

Near the cigar counter opposite
the Dearborn station at 10:30.

Got that?

Taxi fare.

Here I go.

On my way. Bright and gay.

I'll stick around here until train time.

[ Radio: ]

"The pilot and the six passengers
were alive and uninjured."

"Latest police bulletin."

"The police are still searching
for Molly Louvain."

"Her baby daughter has
been found by the police."

"The child is very, very sick .."

"And a desperate appeal is being
made to Molly Louvain by radio."

"In the hope that somehow
this word will reach her."

"And she can come to police headquarters
in time to save her child's life."

"Molly Louvain."

"Your little girl is very, very ill."

"Very ill."

"She is praying for you, Molly."

"No matter where you hide it's your duty
as a mother and a woman to come forth."

If that don't bring her in.

I'm an Eskimo.
- It was a good stunt.

If she comes in, it means a
big feather in your cap, kid.

It's a swell idea, Scotty.

"Ann Marie is in the police hospital."

"She wants you, Molly."

"She wants you."

Hey Pop, where's the gang?

Across the street, playing pool.

Hello? Hello? It's for you.

Hello?

Yeah, I'll take it.

It's that no-good guy on the news.

Scotty?
- Yeah.

What's he say?
- Not so fast. Wait.

What does he say? Give me the phone.
- Wait a minute.

Yeah?

Alright. I'll tell them.

He said for you slugs who borrowed money
from him to get it ready darned quick.

As he's on his way up
here now to collect it.

He's leaving town tonight
on the Broadway Limited.

The little squirt is leaving
town, huh? That's great.

Yeah.

Alright, Scotty. Sure.

I'll tell them.

You know, he's really a nice kid.
I'd like to see him get along.

Why not go to the boys, Skeets, and get
them to pay the money they owe him.

Oh, he promised you a cut?

Well.
- Well?

It's alright with me if I'm a partner.

Under your hat, eh.

Not a dime.

[ Telephone ]

There's your phone again.

Don't get nervous.
I'm coming, I'm coming.

Hello.

What's that?

She wants to see the chief, eh?

What for?

What?

Say .. this is going to be good.

There's a girl outside who
says she's Molly Louvain.

Nothing. No. Nuts.

Is she white and under 40? Send her in.

This is good.

Yes. Send her in.

Maybe it's a gag? Some show in town?

Here's the girl, Sergeant.

What do you want, sister?

I'm Madeleine Maude Louvain.

I came to give myself up.

Where's my baby?
- Who are you?

I'm Molly Louvain.

Ah, you're Madeleine, Maude?
I mean 'Molly'.

Well, well. Isn't that sweet, boys?

Charlie, go and get her a chair.
- Sure.

You're just in time for tea.

Charlie, is the tea ready?

Oh dear. Don't say we're
all out of tea, Charlie.

I came to give myself up.

You feel a little generous
and decide to give up, eh?

You thought of the boys first.
We appreciate that, don't we boys?

Sure.
- So you're Molly?

The only picture we have of
you to go by is in the nude.

Not nude. In a bathing suit.

If you shot Antrim.
- I didn't.

Where did it happen?

Dearborn and Clark.
- Time?

Around 11 o'clock.

She read it in the papers.
- Sure.

Which way was the car going?
- Down Clark and West.

Wrong.

Listen to her: West?
You must do better than that, kid.

How many men besides Nick?

One.

You're a liar. There was four.

You may not know it but
there's the officer that did it.

Now you see what you're up against?

Go and beat it kid, will you?
We're busy.

Sergeant.
- Operator.

Give me the chief of police.
- You'll not bother the chief.

I'm bothering the whole darned town.

My baby's sick. I will see her.

Hey, wait a minute.

Wait a minute, Sarge.

Let's give her a show-up.
Nick is downstairs.

Take me down. Nick will know me.

Alright, take her down.
- Come on, Charlie.

Lord help you if you're
taking us for a ride.

Just another one of them hoaxers
gone daffy from reading the papers.

So, it's all set.

What about the girl's passport?
- I ..

I got it.

Dexter 6-5-3-1.

Right. I know a girl just back from
Europe. She'll let me use hers.

All women look alike on a passport
anyway. I know a little redhead ..

Ann? Doris?

Is Doris there?
When will she be in? Huh?

This is Scotty.

She'll know.

Tell her to get her passport out and
I'll be by and pick it up about 10:30.

No, not her.

Just the passport.

Correct.

This little girl had a pug nose but
naturally red hair photographed black.

Yes?

Yeah, he's here. It's for you.

Your paper.

Hello? Yeah, Simmons?

Is this you? I bet you
can't guess who this is.

No. You're wrong.

A rising young novelist.
En-route to Paris.

Scotty. You win. You win.

It's her. It's Molly.

She gave herself up to see the kid.

I don't know anything yet. They're
bringing her to the captain's office.

He'll give her the works.

Molly Louvain just confessed. I've tried
to tell you. They just brought her in.

What?

Yes, they'll quiz her as soon as
the captain washes his hands.

She came for her baby.
It's why she's here.

I'll call you back the minute
something happens. Bye.

Alright, you apes. Come on.
Kick in with the ten smackers.

It was my idea that brought her in.
Come on, let's have it.

Come on .. come on. Thank you.

This is going to break my heart.

There you are.

Ah, Jim the pack man.

My personal check. Good as gold.

Alright Skeets, come on baby,
don't keep waiting. You know.

Sure, Scotty. That's ten I owe you.
I left my dough in my other clothes.

That's .. that's alright.

What's the matter with you?

I was just thinking what a rotten
trick it was to play on some woman.

I thought you were a tough guy who knew
women and left them where they fell.

That's the trouble. How it feels getting
pinched through a dirty lie like that.

Ah, that's alright, Scotty.

If there's anything I
can do .. you know me.

Sure .. let me have that ten.

Anything but that.

What do you know about Sergeant Antrim?
- Nothing.

No? Your memory will
improve as time goes on.

I came to see my baby.
- Not so fast.

The kid will keep. What I first
want from you is a statement.

Take this.

You make this statement voluntarily.
By your own free will.

With knowledge that whatever
you say may be used against you.

Listen, let me see the kid first.
I'll do this afterwards.

Answer my question. This comes first.

Yes, sir.

At the time of the crime last Sunday you
drove the car away that Grant was in.

Now, this happened on the
corner of Dearborn and Clark.

It's a cinch, boys.
- Did she own up?

Not yet.

She's tough and knows all the ropes.

We'll get statement from her
before the evening's over.

How long will it take?
- Maybe four or five hours.

I got an appointment at 11 o'clock.

Come on, come on, come on. Yes.

Hello. Give me Dearborn 0-7-0-3.

Ringing.

You never know what to feel.
You plan something good, then .. hello?

Is the Terminal Restaurant
cigar counter?

Yes.

Joe? This is Scott Cornell of The News.
Is there a girl there asking for me?

Blond hair, brown eyes, lovely figure.

If she does, tell her I'm on a big
story and I must see it through.

Tell her to go to a movie.
I'll meet her at 11:30.

We'll catch the late train.

July 10th at the drugstore at
the corner of Holsen and Grant.

Two weeks later, a gas station
on the Roosevelt Road.

August 4th. A delicatessen
store at 5423 North Well.

What have you there? A list
of all crimes you haven't solved?

That will keep us here
until Gabriel comes along.

Did you or didn't you participate in one
or more of the aforementioned crimes?

Sure I did. All of 'em. And others.
In fact, if you want the truth ..

I'm the girl who bumped off William
Desmond Taylor and Rothstein.

And kidnapped Dorothy Arnold
and even stole Charlie Ross.

Thirsty?

Don't get fresh, because that
won't get you anywhere.

I'm sorry sister, but I can't spare one.

Well, sister?

I came for my baby.
They say she's sick and needs me.

Sure she does. You'll see her just as
soon as we get what we want from you.

You and your gang are responsible
for shooting Sergeant Antrim.

We got the man that did the
shooting .. and he'll burn.

I'm going to rid the city of the
rest of your gang for a long while.

Putting them where they
belong. Behind bars.

I told you, there is no gang.
- Who was with you during the shooting?

A kid. He doesn't know anything.

All we want are the names of your gang.
- That's all we want, Molly.

I came to see my baby.

Maybe we won't let you see your baby.
Maybe we think you're an unfit mother.

She is entitled to a chance in life.

Should she have a
mother who's a jailbird?

Now Molly, tell us who the man was.

Tell us the names of your gang and you
can walk out of here absolutely free.

Take that nice baby of yours with you.
- Don't be a sucker and take the rap.

Won't you believe me? Can't you
understand? I said there's no gang.

You haven't a thing on me.
You can't hold me.

Alright. If that's the
way you feel about it.

Then you must take your own punishment.

We don't need any more from you.

Really. We've got all we want.
Nick has told us everything.

He admits, on July 14th committing
the hold-up at the corner of 7th.

You drove the car.
He threw a purse at you.

And you kept it.

Furthermore, you've been his
accomplice for the last three years.

Is that all?

He.

He admits everything.

Get this, Molly. He said you were
the reason. You were the brains.

That you incited him.
He was just putty in your hands.

Molly, he'll lay the crime on
you if you don't come clean.

Alright. Do anything you want with me.

I want to see my baby.
- Good. Why didn't you say that first?

It's okay, boys.

We've got her signed confession.
They'll let her see the kid now.

The captain says you can all come
in and talk to her if you like.

My hat fell.

Mama, Mama.

Ann Marie, darling.

Darling.

Where have you been?

What's the matter, sweetheart?
Are you alright?

I'm fine, Mama.

And I'm having such a lovely time.

What's the matter, Mrs Schiller?
What's wrong with the baby?

Nothing is the matter.
She is perfectly alright.

She was crying for you. That's all.

I couldn't help it.
The police made me come.

She's alright.

That was a dirty trick.
A cheap, lowdown trick.

Don't blame us.
The reporter thought up the radio idea.

And darned clever too.

Here's the bright lad, Miss Louvain.
Shake hands with a genius.

You?

Molly.

You brought me in.

You knew all along it was me.

You kept me undercover and
then turned me in for a big story.

I didn't think for one
minute you were Molly.

You understand that.

Don't you?
- Don't touch me.

Come on, Scotty.

Now listen, this is a personal matter.

If there is any story you'll
all get it. I promise.

Hey Captain, let me talk to her alone.

I brought her in you know.
- That's alright with me.

John. Take the baby over to the matron.

She'll take care of it until the
court decides what to do.

Okay, Captain.

Come on.
- Goodbye, darling.

I don't want to go, Mama.

I want to stay with you.

Come on. We'll have a
lot of fun playing horsey.

I'll see you later, darling.

What a dirty trick.

What a cheap trick.

Give me the desk.

Hey, get a load of this. Scotty Cornell.

Scotty Cornell.

You know the guy. The guy in The News.
Yeah. He just double-crossed himself.

He turned in his own
sweetheart to win a bet.

Yes. They got the whole signed
confession. Murdoch has got it.

I'll call you back and
give you the whole dope.

For the past two hours I've felt ashamed
of myself for the trick I have played.

I had no idea it was going to be
a terrible boomerang like this.

You did your job. You got a good
story and got a good headline.

That's one story I'd
like to bury forever.

You know.

A tinsel girl wouldn't have
given herself up just for a kid.

It's nice to see the man who knows
all about women admit he's wrong.

Look here, you've got to believe me.

Haven't you a little of the
feeling that you had for me?

No.

That was the tinsel girl.

She died when I turned round at the
depot and returned for my baby.

For the sake of that
baby you must trust me.

I wouldn't trust you again
after what you did.

You no-good ..

Go on, say it. Say anything you want.

But remember.

How you changed in one
second in that depot.

Don't you believe I can change too?

Before I ever knew who Molly Louvain
was, I began to hate myself.

Now you've got to give
me the real truth.

Not that hooey you gave those cops.
I'll use it to free you.

After that, I want to make you love
me and respect me in a decent way.

Won't you?

Please.

Ah, what a funny world.

We might have been on our
way to Paris right now.

Music. The Ritz bar.
A month, maybe three, of happiness.

Noise. Glamour.

Then I'd have given you a raw deal.
Forgot you. Walked out. Left you flat.

But now it's all different. Now I'll
be right here, right by your side.

Fighting for you day and night. Working
for you, and I'll never leave you.

Never. Not even after you're free.

Believe me, honey.

You've got to believe me.

Don't you see?

The man who knew all about women.

Has just learned what it's all about.

Hold that, Scotty.

Oh, that's great.

Do it again.

..w-g..