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Hey, boys, hit the road.

The joint's closed
for the night.

Oh, yeah?

How about that music?

There's a jam session going on,
but it's private.

It's just for them maniacs
in there.

- We only want to go in for--
- Shh, shh.

Private party for crazy people.

Boys, you really knocked
that one around.

That was strictly
in the groove, Petey.

How about some refreshment?

Well, just one for the road
won't hurt.

- Cubanola, wasn't it?
- Petey,

where's your boyfriend tonight?

- Yeah.
- I don't know why.

I'm a sucker for the drinks,
keeping me up till this hour

of the morning
as if I didn't hear enough

of that racket
when the joint's open.

Go on, Barbara,
you know you love it.

I must have been born a sucker.

Thanks, sucker.

Hi, Bud. Here's looking at you.

Haven't seen you for a
long time. Where you been?

Eddie's club.

Say, they got a guitar player
down there

who is really fine.

Another
broken-down guitar player.

Oh, it isn't the usual kind
of guitar.

You remember the record
that San Thomas made

of "The Man I Love?"
The one with the guitar in it?

Well, that's this guy.

Yeah. San Thomas
made some great recordings.

Remember the way he came
in the first four bars of the tune?

Sure.

Come to the party, kid.
What's the matter?

- I was just thinking, honey.
- About George?

Oh. What a pill
he turned out to be.

Ah, so that's why
you look so worried.

Well, the only thing
that bothers me

is he made off
with my only watch.

I've never been worried
about a guy in my life.

You've never been worried about
anything, even your career.

You haven't any ambition.
That's your trouble.

I'm happy, honey.
I've got a little dough.

Yeah, but it's all on
your back.

Well, is that bad?
I can always get a job.

Why worry?
Worry gives you wrinkles.

So does this.

Now look, baby.
You don't fool me.

I know you don't sit
with your chin

down to your knees for nothing.

Well, do you want
a great big laugh?

I'm homesick.

- And I'm on my way.
- Where are you going?

Out to California
to visit my family.

I didn't know you had a family.

Sure, honey. Everyone
has a family someplace.

Not me. Haven't seen hide
nor hair of them in 30 years.

I hate to tell you
where some of them are.

Now it's just us kids left.

It's my sister Sally
I'm going to see.

She lives in Long Beach.

The other two kids
live with her,

a young sister and brother.

I haven't spent a Christmas
with them in years.

Does Sally
look like you, Petey?

Hmm, sort of. Poor kid.

I'm gonna try and do something
for her when I get out there.

She slings spaghetti
for a living.

You get awfully
tired carrying those trays.

Receipts are alright tonight,
huh, kid?

Pretty good for the holidays,
Mr. Toresca.

Aren't you getting off pretty
soon? It's Christmas Eve.

Well, I think Tony will let me
go as soon as I finish

this order. I haven't even
bought a tree yet.

I see the big, uh, boss is here
again tonight.

- Sure gave you the once-over.
- Who do you mean?

Don't give me
that double-talk, kid.

You know, Nicky Toresca.

- He really goes for you.
- So what?

Boy, I sure could go for him.

He's one of the biggest shots
in town.

Who are you to be so choosy,
anyway?

Why don't you go home?
I'll let you.

Well, I was gonna finish
this order first.

Oh, don't worry.
Lee will take care of it.

Christmas only comes but once
a year. Go on, shoo, shoo.

Gee. Well, thanks, Mr. Toresca.

- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.

Don't come back
until the day after tomorrow.

- Lee, please...
- Yeah?

- ...will you take care of this?
- Sure.

Uncle Tony,
is Sally through for the night?

Well, it's Christmas Eve.

She's a nice girl.
Works hard. She's got a kid.

That's not what I asked you.

Oh, now I see.

Look here, Nicky.
Don't try nothing with her.

She's a good girl.
She's got a husband.

I only want to offer her
a job at the club.

No, that's not why
you wanna talk to her.

I know you, Nicky.

Is that a nice way to talk
to your own nephew?

I mean it.

You've got plenty of girls.

Blondes, redheads, all kinds.

- Please, Nicky.
- Okay.

Sorry if I scared you, Sally.
Can I take you someplace?

Well, well, I'm sorry,
Mr. Toresca. I can't, I...

Come on, I'll take you home.

Well, I really have to buy
a Christmas tree,

and I don't want to put you
to any trouble, Mr. Toresca.

Trouble? That's silly.

We won't have any trouble,
now, will we, Sally?

Besides, I like to shop
for Christmas trees.

I wish you'd let me pay
for the tree, Mr. Toresca.

Forget it. This one's on me.

Thanks a lot. I have to go now.

I'm having some friends in
to help me trim the tree and...

Listen, Mr. Toresca,
I think you've got things

a little mixed up about me.

I ain't got nothing mixed up
about you.

I don't have boyfriends.

Well, that's too bad because
I could do a lot for you.

Yes, I know it, and it doesn't
make any difference.

And you know your brother
Joey's working for me, too

on account of
he is your brother.

You see, if I, if I like
people, I do a lot for them.

You're only making trouble
for him.

Now look, I've been nice
and friendly with you.

Is that right? But sometimes
I'm not so nice to people.

Hey, wait a minute.
I don't want this tree.

Neither do I.

Hi, mom.
Gee, is that our tree?

Hey, wait. I'll come down
and help you carry it up.

Mr. O'Connor, Mrs. O'Connor!

- Come and see our tree.
- It's beautiful.

- Hi, Gloria.
- Hello.

Hey, Sally, I'd help you,
but I got my hands full.

Gee, what a beautiful tree.
Must have cost you a lot of money.

Well, uh, come on over
to help us trim it.

As soon as I finish
feeding the family.

Aunt Ginny, Aunt Ginny,
look what we've got!

Gosh! Why, that's bigger
than the one we had last year.

Honey, will you get
the scissors from the kitchen?

- Okay.
- Virginia.

Did you remember
to get the ornaments and stuff?

Mm-hmm. They're over there
under the table.

- Hi, Joe.
- Hi, sis.

Can you fix my tie for me?

I thought you'd gone to work.
Want to help us trim the tree?

I haven't got time now.

You aren't going
to Toresca's tonight, are you?

Yeah. I got a little business
to attend to over there.

Oh, Joe, that kind of business
isn't any good.

Stick to your own job.

I got big prospects with Nicky.

No, you haven't.

Too bad you can't stay home
with your family

on Christmas Eve,
instead of hanging--

Oh, why don't you shut up?

Oh, Virginia, why do you always
say things to make him sore?

He makes me sick,
brother or no brother.

Well, Gloria and Johnny
are coming over

to help us trim the tree.

- Oh, swell.
- I am tired.

Buddy,
what's wrong with your eye?

I was wondering when
you were going to notice it.

I wasn't going to say anything.

Have you been in another fight?

I had to.

Billy Gideon told everybody
that dad was in the loony bin.

I said, "You take that back!"

He hit me and I socked him.

Buddy.

When anybody says anything
to you about your dad

just remember this.
Look at him.

Does he look like anybody
who's been in the loony bin?

Does he?

Now promise me you won't get
into anymore fights about dad.

And when people like
Billy Gideon say things to you

just don't listen.

We know better, don't we?

Now change your clothes and put
some witch-hazel on that eye

before the O'Connors get here.

Sometimes I'd like to take
that Mrs. Gideon by the hair

and throw her down the stairs.

She's a nosy woman. I hate her.

Did you go to Eleanor's party
today?

Gee whiz, if I'm happy staying
home and looking after the house

what difference does it make
to you?

Look, Virginia, you're just 18.

You aren't getting out
and having any fun.

You aren't meeting any fellows.

I don't want just any fellows.

Well, you're never gonna
meet anybody

sitting around here all the time.

Oh, dear,
that's Johnny and Gloria.

I've got to fix my hair.

- Come in.
- Hey.

Brought the twins along
to help decorate the tree.

Oh, wow. Which one is this,
David or Michael?

I don't know, I'm never sure.
Oh, come on now...

They need
a little Christmas cheer, too.

I see your hand's bandaged
again. Anything wrong?

His hand is alright.
Don't talk about it.

We're not gonna talk
about it, honey.

Johnny, can I show them
what I got for Christmas? Can I?

I thought you wanted to wait
till tomorrow morning.

I want to now.
Right this minute.

- Okay, go over and get it, huh?
- Oh, Johnny, I love you.

Honest, I do.

Johnny, what have you done
to that hand?

Lookit, Sally, forget it,
I don't wanna

spoil Gloria's Christmas.

I know, but the veins
are all red on that wrist

and that's serious.

Have you been working
on the side?

- I gotta do outside work.
- Oh, I know.

But the doctor ordered you
not to.

- Hello, Johnny.
- Hi, Ginny.

- What's the matter?
- Johnny's hand is all inflamed.

- You've got to take care of it.
- Forget it, Sally.

It's not that important,
really.

Look what I got for Christmas.

Johnny said I could have
whatever I wanted.

- Yes, it's lovely.
- What's the matter?

Johnny's got to go to the
doctor to get his hand treated.

They'll put him
in the hospital.

I don't want to be all alone
on Christmas.

Look, Gloria, baby, you won't
be alone. I promise ya.

Johnny, you've got to go.

Virginia,
will you call Dr. Brent

and see if he's at home?

Lookit, honey, maybe
Sally's got the right idea.

Maybe the doc should
have a look at my hand.

It might be infected
or something.

Now everything's gonna be
alright.

Now give me a smile, will you?
A nice one.

Nice smile.

Well, this is Christmas Eve.
We ought to have some music.

Yeah. I'll get some coffee, eh?

Christmas carols.
Isn't it lovely?

It's so sad. It gives me the
willies. Get some dance music.

Oh, let's just hear this one.

Roy and I used to sing this
together on Christmas Eve.

Roy was kind of silly
about Christmas.

Doctor said he could see Johnny
in about two hours.

Funny.
I wonder who that could be.

Sal! Hey, Sally!

Why, it can't be.

Oh, honey. Oh, Petey,
I'm so glad to see you.

Oh, me, too.

Hey. Hey, wait a minute.

This is no way to welcome
someone on Christmas Eve.

Well, why didn't you wire that
you were coming or something?

I wanted to surprise you.

- Ginny.
- Hello, Petey.

Oh, honey, have you grown.

Hey. They're cute.

Who hit the daily double?

I did.

Everything happens to me.

This is my sister Petey you've
heard me talk so much about.

This is Gloria O'Connor
and this is Johnny, the father.

How do you do?

Hi there.

- Say, uh, lady.
- Yeah.

Yeah, did you think
you were the forgotten man?

Well, Christmas only comes but
once in a year, I always says.

That must get monotonous.
Put those things down there.

Here is two bucks. Get married.
Keep you out of trouble.

Oh, no trouble at all.
Well, merry Christmas.

And keep the home fires
burning, as I always says.

That isn't what
you said before. So long.

Oh, honey, am I tired.
I got into LA this morning.

And I've been standing over
hot counters all day long.

This is the last time
I'll ever try to do

all my Christmas shopping
the day before Christmas.

You look as if you bought out
the stores.

- You shouldn't.
- Who says I shouldn't?

Christmas isn't Christmas
unless you're broke, I always...

He's got me doing it now.

I can't find any witch-hazel.

Buddy, you remember
your Aunt Petey.

- Why, sure. Hello, Buddy.
- Hello.

But you didn't have that black
eye the last time I saw you.

And you didn't have that color
hair the last time I saw you.

Now run along
and look at your toys.

Smart kid. Doesn't take
after anyone in our family.

- Where's Joe?
- Well...

He'll be back a little later.

Swell. Well, how about
a shot of beer or something?

I've got some beer on the ice.

Hey. O'Connor, what kind of
vitamins do you take?

Well, Sal, it's 2:30.

Want me to go home
and let you get your sleep?

Oh, please stay here, Petey.
I can make room.

No, I've already got a room,
honey.

You know I'm no good
doubling up

but I'll spend my days
with you.

You know, it doesn't sound so
good what you tell me about Joey

and that Toresca guy.

Well, he won't listen to me.

I'm not much good
at straightening out people

when I can't even straighten
myself out.

You've been holding
something back all evening.

It's about Roy. I know.

- Well, come on, tell me.
- I've told you about it.

Everything there is to tell.
Honest.

You can't get away with that
one. Not with me you can't.

How bad is it, Sal?

He was the nicest, sweetest guy
in the world. You know he was.

Always going out of his way to
do something nice for everybody.

I used to think we two

were the luckiest people
in the world.

And you were, too.

But he's changed now, Petey.

I hated going to hospitals

but I never minded
going to see Roy until...

well, until the last time.

Everybody acted sort of funny.

I had to wait for the doctor.

I couldn't go right in
to see Roy the way I used to.

That's the trouble,
most people have the wrong idea

about soldiers
like your husband.

It's more like
a nervous breakdown.

They're not crazy,
just over-tired.

They'll get well
if you give them a chance.

They kept the door open.
I didn't like that.

I wanted to be alone with Roy,
to talk to him

make him know
how much I loved him.

Hello, darling.

Gosh, I'm glad to see you.

You look fine, honey.

The doctor says you're
getting along wonderfully.

I brought you a carton
of your favorite cigarettes.

No, thank you.

Don't tell me you've given up
smoking after all these years.

I just started.

Yeah?

Yeah, I guess you're doing
a lot of things now

you never did
when I was home, huh?

Why, Roy Otis, a fine thing.

You haven't said a word
about my new hat and I--

I noticed it, alright.

I brought you
some other things.

You don't even want me
to touch you now, huh?

- Roy, you're hurting my wrist.
- You belong to him now.

- Don't you?
- Him? Oh, Roy, honey.

Think you can fool me forever?

I guess I'm smart enough
to figure out

that the restaurant
wasn't the only place

you were getting money from
while I was gone.

Just like that sister of yours,
that Petey.

You're no good,
either one of you.

Coming in here and smiling
and showing off

that hat he gave you

bringing books and magazines
and stuff in here

with the money he gave you!

Roy!

Roy!

Now do you see why I'm afraid?

That poor guy.

Oh, Petey,
I can't go back there.

What will happen next time?

You do understand how I feel,
don't you?

Oh, sure I do. But, honey,
you've got to snap out of it.

Well, that's easy for you
to say.

Now look. I know how you feel.

But, baby, don't you see?
Roy's scared, too.

And right now he needs
everything you've got to give him,

no matter how tough it is, Sal,

you've got to see him through.

Well, I can't. I won't go back.

Hi.

Hey, is that Petey
or am I seeing things?

Hello big-shot.
It's about time you showed up.

- I've been here for hours.
- He shouldn't even be home now.

Joe is working
on the night shift.

You kidding?
You think I'm a chump?

Working on Christmas Eve?

Here, I got something for you,
sis.

Oh, Joe, you shouldn't
spend your money on me.

- Why, it looks like a dress.
- That was nice of you, kid.

- Go ahead, open it up.
- Oh, not until morning.

I wanna be surprised
about something.

Oh, go on, Sal. Give us a peek.

You look pretty sharp, Petey.

That New York climate
must agree with you.

Yeah, that
and some of the people I met.

How's your love life?

I get it. Joey the bashful boy.

Honey, you've got taste.

Oh, Joey, it's beautiful.

It's the best-looking dress
I ever saw.

- New York has nothing on that.
- A card and everything.

'When you do something,
you do it right, don't you?'

What gives?

You ought to know better, Joey,
bringing me this dress.

How long have you been
running errands for Mr. Toresca?

I don't get it, what's wrong
with Nicky giving Sally

a dress for a present?

Plenty, and you know it.

Joey, do you realize
what you're growing up to be?

If you don't mind,
I'd rather not talk about it.

Just take this back to him.

Ah, take it back yourself.

Don't worry, baby.

- Oh, no?
- No.

California,
here I stay for a while.

- Oh, good evening, Mr. Toresca.
- I haven't seen you before.

- What's your name?
- Clair.

Stick around tonight. Maybe
I'll take you home after we close.

Thank you.

It's here, boss.
And it's great.

- What's great?
- The blanket. The robe.

The dress.

What dress
are you talking about?

The one we bought.

And what's more.
I know who you bought it for.

- Yeah?
- She's here.

She's got it on
and she told me to tell you.

Oh, where is she?

Okay. Oh, and by the way.

Tell that new cigarette girl
not to stick around tonight.

- Something else just came up.
- Oh, I mean... I think...

- Yeah.
- I got it.

- Hi, Sally.
- Hi.

Don't look so surprised.
Joe has three sisters.

- So?
- So...

Why don't you sit down
and join me?

- What's the gag?
- It came in handy.

All I had to do was tighten it
a little here and there.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

I like good clothes.
This is good.

Thanks.

Quite a joint you have here.

You, uh, you must be new
in this town.

That's right.
It's not a bad town, is it?

As a matter of fact,
the more I see of it

the better I like it.

Is that right?

That's right.

Maybe you ought
to stick around then.

You think maybe I should?

I think maybe this town
could do a lot for you.

I think maybe I could do a
little something for this town.

I'm sort of handy
to have around.

Yeah.
Yeah, you might be at that.

I know quite a few things

and, uh, I sing.

Oh, so you're a canary, too.

Some people like it.
Care for a sample?

Sure, go ahead.
I got nothing to lose.

It's about time
for the joint to close anyhow.

Thanks.

Wanna come up and introduce me?

Uh-uh. I hear better
from back here.

Oh, don't strain yourself.
I know you're a college man.

- Hi.
- Hello.

Name's Petey Brown.

- What's on your mind, honey?
- Oh, I'd like to sing a number.

- Okay by you?
- Sure.

If it's alright with the boss.

What would you like to do?

I think it's a pretty good idea
to do

"Why Was I Born."
Do the boys know it?

They know everything.

How about an encore?

From now on
it's up to Nicky boy.

Oh, oh, that's alright.

- So?
- So not bad.

Not bad at all.

- What's your name?
- Petey.

I don't guess this town could
get along without you, Petey.

Oh,
you look wonderful, Petey.

I wish I could fix myself up
to look like that.

Now,
don't you worry, honey.

When I get through with you,
you're gonna look swell.

- How is the dress coming, Sal?
- I'll be finished in a second.

Ginny, you're gonna be
the belle of the ball tonight

thanks to Petey.

Oh, do I have to go?

How do you like that?

Here I get you a date
and everything

and a table for two
right near the orchestra.

Of course, you'll have to sit that close to hear me sing.

Come in.

Can I talk to Virginia?

Oh, I didn't know
Petey was here.

Oh, don't mind me,
I'm leaving in a second.

You going someplace, Virginia?

Do you want me to take care
of the twins? I'd just as soon.

Well, I've got a chance
to go out with a girlfriend

and I was wondering
if you'd watch

- the kids till I came back.
- Sure, I'd be glad to.

No, you don't, kid.
You got a date tonight.

But, Petey,
I'd much rather stay home.

I'll be here, Gloria.

- Let me take care of them.
- Well...

You act as if you thought
it was my fault

that Johnny had to go
to the hospital.

Well, it was.

I'm getting sick of other
people minding my business.

He was getting along alright
until you went and told him

he had to go to the doctor.

Now, don't worry
about the twins.

Go on out and have some fun
tonight.

I owe it to you
for spoiling your holidays.

Well, it's nice of you.

Okay, but I may not get back
till very late.

My girlfriend's gonna take me
to a midnight show.

Oh, there go those brats again.

Just give them their bottles,
will you?

Goodbye, everybody.
Happy new year.

Happy new year.

Great little mother, isn't she?

Mark my words, there's gonna be
trouble with wild Bella.

Oh, she doesn't mean anything.

It's not her fault
that Johnny spoils her so.

What she needs from Johnny
is a swift kick in the right place.

Having a good time, darling?

Uh, how about dancing
for a change?

Well, it's so much more fun
just sitting here.

Go ahead.
That's what you're here for.

Yeah, come on. The band's good.

- Go on, baby.
- Alright.

Well, well,
how's everything here?

Fine. Nicky, I want you to meet
my kid sister, Virginia.

And you know Jimmy Johnson.

- Hello, Virginia.
- Good evening, Mr. Toresca.

Jimmy, out on
to the dance floor. Quickly.

How about dancing
with the boss?

Okay.

A nice hunk of jewelry
you got there.

It was given to me
by an admiring friend.

Thanks, Nicky. I like it.

I never did go
for that word "friend."

A lot less trouble,
don't you think?

Yeah, but not as much fun.

Swell crowd you have here
tonight.

Reservations closed
about a week ago.

In other words,
we're doing alright, huh?

All, except for you and me.

Nicky, you say that
with such feeling.

I kind of go for that dress
you're wearing.

I was afraid of that
when I put it on.

Better get ready, Petey.
You're on next.

- Thanks.
- How do you like that?

Just when we were beginning
to understand each other.

We've always understood
each other, Nicky.

Petey, I've got to talk first.
Joe's in a jam.

- What about?
- He's in jail.

Oh, and is the boss
gonna be sore.

What's he been
up to now, Riley?

Well, we,
that is Joe and myself

we went over to Barney's place.

You know
the boss has got a back room

over there
full of slot machines.

Joe picks a fight.
Barney takes a swing at him.

Well, you know
Joe ain't no good in a fight.

So when I'm getting my coat off
and getting all squared up

well, there's a big guy
jumps up to take Joe's part.

The pay-off is,
somebody calls the cops

and they pick up the mug
and Joe.

Oh, is the boss gonna be sore.

You said that once before. What
am I supposed to do about it?

Don't tell me.
Where's the jail?

- 7th and Spruce.
- Okay.

Tell the girls to do
the Indian number.

- But they've already done it!
- Well, tell 'em to do it again.

It's New Year's Eve. No
one will know the difference.

Okay. Alright, girls.

Come on!

- Thanks. Happy new year.
- Happy new year.

Well, well.

The people you run in to
when you aren't carrying a gun.

- What is this, a gag?
- Hi.

Next time you land in the
clink, Joey, don't forget to write.

You've seen Riley, huh?

No. It's a nice night.
I'm out for a walk.

I sure talked myself
out of that one.

They picked up this big guy
along with me, see.

So I tell the cop at the desk
that he's the one

that jumped Barney.

So they tell me to beat it,
big guy gets the book.

What did they do,
slap a fine on him?

Yeah. Except he didn't have
any money. They locked him up.

Starting the new
year out like a good little rat.

- Aren't you, Joey?
- What am I supposed to do?

A guy's got to look after
himself, ain't he?

- Sure.
- Hey, where are you going?

Back in there
and spring the guy.

Hey, listen, Petey,
if Nicky finds out

about this, I'll be in a jam.

- So what?
- Well...

Maybe if you were to talk
to Nicky, huh?

Tell him it wasn't my fault.

Tell him
the other guy started it.

Joey, shut up.

A man was just picked up
in a joint over on Mill Street.

- I'll go his bail.
- What's his name?

Search me. He was in a fight
with a guy named Barney.

Oh, that one.

Go in to tank one
and get that big fella.

He'll be out in a minute.
His bail will be $50.

Fifty bucks?
It must have been a good fight.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Well, that's alright.

It must have
seemed funny to you

my bailing you out of here
like this.

After all, you don't know me.

No.

Well, you see,
the kid that started the fight

was my brother, uh...

Well, he was scared to death
and that's why I did it.

Happy new year,
everybody! Happy new year!

- Happy new year!
- Ha-ha!

- Happy new year!
- Happy new year!

Happy new year.

Yeah.

Wait. I...

I was going to call a cab.

I could drop you off someplace
if you want.

No, thanks.

Show over?

They've done the Indian number

six times already.

Oh, the tepee must be on fire.

You'd better get in there
and see him.

Okay, Mac. Hold these.

Do I have to find out about Joe
from a copper?

- What am I paying you for?
- Oh, now, boss, you know--

Oh, beat it, beat it, will you?

Hi. Nice of you to drop in.
You missed the show.

I'm sorry,
it couldn't be helped.

You went over to bail out Joe.
Is that right?

- Yeah, that's right.
- It happens you didn't have to bail him out.

He was already out.

So what were you doing
that took you so long?

Oh, I got into a crap game
with the boys at the jail.

Listen, Petey,
don't get too tough around me.

People get into trouble
that get tough with me.

So fire me.

What do you say
we forget about it?

This is New Year's.
Let's start it off right.

How about you and me
blowing for a while

and taking in another joint?

What's the percentage?
I'm fired.

I guess you know you're not.
Not right now anyhow.

- How about it?
- I'll see how I feel.

A little independent,
aren't you?

- Yeah.
- Goodnight, Petey.

- We're leaving now.
- Goodnight, baby.

- Goodnight, Jimmy.
- Goodnight.

There's a joint called
the Bamboo Club

down on Coast Boulevard.

They've got a new band
I'd like to hear. Okay?

It suits me.

Now be a gentleman
for once in your life

and go and get my coat.

Okay.

Oh, why do we have to
stay here?

Tell the head waiter
who you are.

Get us a table
like a nice little boy.

Alright, honey.

Hi, Gloria.

What are you doing here?

I guess maybe you forgot.
I work in this place, huh?

- What if I did?
- Listen, honey.

You ought not to be here
without Johnny and you know it.

If you think I'm gonna sit home
on New Year's Eve

just 'cause
Johnny's in the hospital

you've got
another thing coming.

You know how rotten he'd feel
if he knew what you were doing?

Well, I'm tired of cooking
and taking care of babies.

A lot of girls not half
as pretty as I am get someplace

have a lot of swell clothes.
I don't have anything.

I've got a chance for a job
and I'm gonna take it.

My gentleman friend's in the perfume
business and he's promised me--

You're an awfully silly kid,
Gloria.

Introduce me to your friend,
Petey.

Oh, Mr. Toresca,
this Mrs. O'Connor.

- Are you Nicky Toresca?
- Could be.

- Gee.
- Somebody loves me.

Ever thought of getting a job,
Mrs. O'Connor?

Y-you mean here?

Any time you feel like it, why,
just drop in and look me up.

Oh, well, thanks, Mr. Toresca.
I sure will.

We better get going, Nicky,
before I change my mind.

Okay, okay.

Remember now. Any time.

Don't you draw the line
at anything?

- You going someplace, boss?
- Yeah, take over for me.

And this time,
make sure everything is okay.

- You a friend of the boss?
- Well, I-I just met him.

- Ah. My name is Riley.
- My name is O'Connor.

Oh. Fine. Will you have a
little drink while you're waiting?

Why not?

Oh, I bet you're one of those
nightclub wolves

I've heard so much about.

Yeah, I'm so dangerous that I
ought to be wearing a red lantern.

All my life it's been
Cherchez le penny.

- "Cherchez le penny?"
- Yeah.

That's French for, uh,
"Get 'em while they're young."

Uh, Mr. Riley,

uh, do you think
Mr. Toresca really meant

what he said about
giving me a job?

- Why, did he say he would?
- Yes.

Well, as a Riley to an O'Connor

you might just as well put your
two fingers on a red-hot stove.

You'll get the same results,
only sooner.

Everybody worries about
little Gloria. I wonder why.

Well, when you get the answer
to that question

be sure and get the 64 bucks.
You'll need it.

You know it's the band
that brings them in here.

I think it's the singer.

It's not a bad little spot.

I wonder how I can get it away
from this guy.

Don't worry.
You'll figure out a way.

- Hello, Nicky.
- Well, hello.

What brings you down this way?
Business or, uh, pleasure?

Both. Uh, meet Ms. Brown.

Petey, this is Jack Atlas.
He runs the joint.

- Hi.
- Pleased to meet you.

I heard you singing at Nicky's.

If you ever get tired of that
spot, you can come down here.

- We could use you.
- Thanks.

- Did you hear that, Nicky?
- I heard. I heard.

Yeah, we're not doing bad
tonight.

Well, this is New Year's Eve.

Every night's
New Year's Eve here.

Uh, mind if I talk to Jack
a few minutes?

- No. Go ahead.
- I'll be right back.

Take all night if you want.

Anybody with you?

No one to speak of. Sit down.

Funny seeing you here.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- Come here often?
- First time.

I've only been
in port two days.

Port?

Just got in from South America.

Merchant Marine.

Oh. Leaving soon?

My boat left San Pedro
while I was parked in jail.

Does that mean you're in a jam?

Sort of. But I'll get it
straightened out.

Look, I'm sorry if my brother
was the cause of it.

There'll be another boat along
soon. My record might help.

You see, I make a practice
of keeping out of trouble.

Except tonight.

I better leave
before your friend gets back.

- Where are you going?
- Up for some air.

Mind company?

No.

Listen, would you mind waiting?
I'll meet you outside.

Listen, Nicky, I'm just--

For a stranger in town, you
make connections pretty fast.

Going for pick-ups now?

If that's the way you feel,
goodnight.

Goodnight.

I know
just what you're thinking.

But you better take another
think. He's a pretty big guy.

Are you kidding?
She's just another dame to me.

Mind telling me your name?

San.

San?

That's an odd one.

The only San I ever heard of
was a guy

who made some recordings
a long time ago.

San Thomas.

I sing a little, so you see, I
keep up on that sort of thing.

I don't suppose you're as crazy
about hot piano as I am.

- If you ever heard him--
- I've heard him plenty.

Look.

You aren't San Thomas, are you?

Why do you think I came down
to a joint like this

as soon as I could?

Yeah.

Yeah. I get it.

Music, bad liquor.

It's hard to break the habit.

But why would you want to break
the habit?

If I knew as much about singing
as you do about the piano--

Hey, what's your name?

Petey Brown.

Imagine me meeting San Thomas
in a beach joint.

Life is full of kicks,
isn't it?

Yeah, that's what I've heard.

You can hardly see the lights
of the city from here.

Want to go back?

No, I never want to go back.

It must be chilly out here for
you. How about some hot coffee?

Swell. I know a place where
they have the best coffee in town.

That's one of the best
recordings you ever made.

It never caught on, though.

Oh, you were ten years ahead.
That's why.

Excuse me.

- Hello?
- Hello, baby.

Sorry if I blew my top tonight.

Oh, it's you.

How about me coming over
for a nightcap?

No, you can't.

- Come on, Petey.
- Nothing doing.

Look, I tell you what let's do.

Goodnight.

Please don't stop.
Go on playing.

Can you do anything with "My
Bill"? It's one of my favorites.

Sure, honey. Much better as a vocal.
I can't do much with it on the piano.

Funny...

Everyone said you'd hit
the skids.

That's why you couldn't play
anymore.

You're just as good
as you ever were.

I wasn't ever good. At least,
not good enough to suit me.

Well, what if you
weren't a Paderewski?

There isn't room
at the top for everyone.

Found that out.

I once remember reading
something on a train going to Duluth,

by the guy Oscar Wilde.

It sort of stuck in my mind.
He said,

"All of are standing
in the mud,

but some of us
are looking at the stars."

What if you can't hold
your head up?

Why did you quit?

You said I'd hit the skids.

I did.

Care to get it off
your chest?

I ran down like a clock.

It was just as though
I'd been wound up too tight

and the spring broke.

Yeah. That happens
to a lot of people.

I kept trying to make
that piano do a lot of things

I guess no one guy can do.

It started me
drinking too much.

Yeah. I know what you mean.

Everything looks nice and sharp
when you've had a couple.

But when the edge wears off

the whole works
has a dull finish.

- It's no good.
- Yeah.

That's the way it was with me.

Then I really went haywire.

I decided I was gonna play jazz
in Carnegie Hall.

- A solo concert.
- Oh, but you could have.

I'm sure you could.

We'll never know now.

Why?

Because something happened
that changed everything.

Well, go on.

Ever hear of Amanda Chandler?

Oh, sure.

What with her money and
her divorces, she does alright.

I was her first husband.

Rough going?

I was as crazy about that dame
as I was about music.

I think she really
went for me too at first.

Then she started
kicking about my friends

and the music interfered
with her social life.

She'd want to go out
to Long Island for the weekend

and I'd have to stay in town.
The usual mess.

Funny how people always
try to change each other.

It doesn't add up, does it?

Oh, I guess
she just got bored stiff.

Pretty soon we might as well
have been two strangers

roaming around
in the same house.

I couldn't take it.

I might have known
it would be a dame.

Nothing else makes a guy
cave in like that does.

When she walked out,
I tried to forget her

by sticking to the music,
but, uh

something cracked up.
I just didn't have it anymore.

She put you through the ringer,
didn't she?

I wonder what women like that
have got.

I don't know,
but she had it, whatever it is.

Well, then I hopped
a tramp steamer.

I didn't care if I never
touched a piano again.

You've certainly worked hard at
running away from yourself haven't you?

And you're still unhappy.

Who is looking for happiness?

At the present time my life's a
comfortable blank and that's okay with me.

Maybe now you understand why
I didn't want to see you again.

Well, then why did you?

Because I had an odd feeling
that you might give me back

a spark of something
that was once a part of me.

You have, and I'm grateful.

Well,
does this have to end here?

It doesn't stack up, Petey.

You see, the important part
of the guy I once was

is still missing.

I'd make you sing the blues,
honey.

I'll take that chance.

Maybe we're both looking
for something, San.

No harm in shopping around for
a little happiness together is there?

San.

Wait a minute.

What's the matter?

Petey, you're swell.

I don't want to mess up
your life, too.

Look.

Let me handle my funeral
in my own way, will you?

Hey, Paula.

I see your millionaire friend
out there tonight.

Yes, last night he promised
to buy me a sable coat

a diamond bracelet
and a big car.

And when he took me home,
I was gonna kiss him goodnight

when he mentioned
he was married.

So I slammed the door
in his face.

What would you have done
in my place?

Oh, I'd have did
just like you done, only, uh...

Only what?

- I wouldn't lie about it.
- Why, you big buzzard.

You look mighty happy
this evening, Ms. Petey.

I feel happy, Lucy.

You've looked mighty happy
for the last ten days.

Seems to me.

Maybe that's him now.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Get me a scotch
and water, Lucy.

- Yes, sir.
- What's the idea?

You don't need a chaperone
around me, Petey.

I'm just the guy that pays off
around here

every Saturday night.

You look pretty sharp
in that outfit.

Something on your mind, Nicky?

It's been a long time
since I've seen ya.

About ten days, in fact.

You see me every night
here at the club.

Of course,
you've been pretty busy lately.

Ever since New Year's Eve
you've been busy.

- What of it?
- I've been thinking.

It's too bad we don't see
more of each other.

Can I help you with that?

Uh, don't put yourself out.

Maybe what we both need
is a little vacation, huh?

- Think so?
- I gotta go up to Palm Springs.

On some business. I thought
maybe you'd like to come along.

No thanks. Too hot there.

You know,
I've been worried about you.

Oh, that's nice of you, Nicky.

Not only pay me,
but you worry about me, too.

You are, uh,
you're sure you won't

change your mind
about the trip?

Oh, I can't
let the customers down.

I can fix that.

You still go for that big lug?

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

That broken-down piano player
ain't gonna do you any good.

Now listen, Nicky.
Why don't you get out of here?

Come in.

Here is your drink,
Mr. Toresca.

Thanks, Lucy.

That's what I like
about a gentleman.

Always orders
two of everything.

You think I haven't been
keeping my eyes open, don't ya?

I found out quite a lot
about this Mr. Thomas.

What are you doing now?
Playing cop?

I've been noticing him, sitting
out there night after night.

It's a funny thing
he ain't out there tonight.

Maybe he's getting tired
of the watered liquor.

It could be
that he has other interests.

Here. Better take a look.

Sorry, I haven't time.

But you gotta have time for
this, Petey. This is big stuff.

"The Countess de la Porte,
the former Amanda Chandler

'"who just dropped
her latest husband in Reno'

arrived at Pasadena yesterday."

You know
who Amanda Chandler is, Petey.

It's only about an hour
to Pasadena.

You can make it easy from here.

Too bad you didn't get
a lock of his hair.

You're on now,
Miss Petey.

Who said you could
park in here?

I thought maybe you'd like me to
drive you to that beach joint again.

You know, memories.

You are a rat,
aren't you Nicky?

Now, get out!

Who's telling who
to get out?

Okay, spend the night here
if you want to.

You think you can toss me
around forever, don't you?

Well, get this, baby.
You're gonna forget that guy,

'cause I go for you
all the way.

And I'm getting good and tired
of the brush off.

Brush off? What ever
made you think you were in?

I'm declaring myself in,
right now.

Now, listen, Nicky,
I work here. Period.

Shut up.

Not bad.

Not good.

Hello.

Hello.

Darling.

They told me downstairs
I could wait up here.

Darling,
you had me nearly crazy.

I didn't know what had
happened. I missed you so.

Never do this to me again,
you big lug, you.

What did you do all day
and this evening?

Went in to town.

Business?

No.

I know she's in town, San.

I saw it in one of the papers.

So did I.

She still does something
to you, doesn't she?

Oh, I don't know, Petey.

There've been months at a time
when I never gave her a thought

then something happens
that reminds me of her.

A screwy hat on some girl
passing in the street

a pair of slim legs.

high heels
clicking on the pavement.

When I saw that item
in the paper today, I

something snapped in me.
I took a trolley to Pasadena.

Halfway there,
I got out and headed for a bar.

- Then you didn't see her?
- No. I didn't see her.

Like a weak fool
I dialed her number

and when she answered,
I hung up.

I didn't even have the courage
to open my trap.

Well, that's the story.

I'm a bigger fool
than you, San.

I need my head examined
for ever thinking

I could make you forget her.

Maybe if I'd worn higher heels
and a couple of screwy hats

I'd have stood a better chance.

She must be quite a gal
to do this to you

after all these years.

Don't be bitter with me, Petey.

Thanks. Thanks for telling me.

But it never occurred to you
to call the club

and leave a message,
did it? No.

You let me sweat it out
all day and evening

wondering what had happened.

It's a funny feeling
being jealous of a memory, San

because that's all
she is to you.

Doesn't the fact
that I came back mean anything?

Not much.

You said I was what you needed.

I thought you meant me

not the comfort
I could give you.

Now just a minute, Petey.
I didn't mean to hurt you.

I warned you in the beginning

that it wouldn't work out
for us.

Sure you did.

But I guess all dames
are alike. Possessive.

They don't want to share
something they feel is theirs.

Well, I'm no different
from the rest of them.

And I don't feel like
sharing you with her.

My boat shoves off
in a few days

so you won't have to share me,
as you put it

for very much longer.

I'm not sharing you at all,
San, and that's final.

- Then that's it?
- That's it.

Well, I guess that about winds
up the evening's entertainment.

Oh, I forgot.

I never did like to be
in debt, baby.

Fifty bucks, I believe,
my bail you paid.

Swell.

That makes us even.

I don't like him.
Besides, he's just a kid.

But, Virginia, it isn't normal
for a girl your age

to sit around a house
day and night.

Oh, mind your own business.

'Well, hi, stranger. Where
have you been the last week?'

Hm. No place.

Sal, uh, I left this number
at my apartment.

- Was there a phone call for me?
- No.

And I've been here all morning.
Anything wrong?

No. No, I was just expecting
someone to phone me. That's all.

Have you got something
on your mind?

Well, I knew
this was your day off

so I thought I'd come over
and chew the fat for a change.

Got a little pick-me-up?

Yeah, I've got some
cooking sherry in the kitchen.

Well, I may as well be cooked
as the way I am.

Why I paid 8.95 for this thing
is something I'll never know.

It's a good thing
an organ grinder didn't see me.

- Oh, I think it's cute.
- It's yours.

You've been making yourself
pretty scarce lately.

Anything wrong?

No. I'll live.

- What's the matter with Gin?
- Oh, I don't know.

It all started with me making
Johnny O'Connor's sandwiches.

And she was bound and
determined to make them herself.

Oh, for crying out loud, Sal,
don't you do enough around here

without making sandwiches
for Gloria's husband?

'Why doesn't she make them
herself?'

Well, she hasn't time
to take care of the babies

much less Johnny.

Honey, why be a sucker
all your life?

She wouldn't give you the time
of day if she had two watches.

And I wish she'd stay home.

I don't like Virginia taking
over the care of the babies.

She's kind of got a crush
on Johnny as it is.

I wouldn't worry about that,
Johnny is too wrapped up

in his wife
to notice anyone else.

Speaking of wild Bella, I saw
her at Toresca's New Year's Eve.

With a girlfriend?

Well, if it was a girlfriend,
she was wearing a mustache

and smoking a cigar.

What?

Wouldn't you think she'd have
sense enough to go where I don't work?

Oh, but it couldn't mean
anything. If it did--

It meant something, alright.

Either she was tired
or she just didn't care.

Hey!

This the Otis
quick lunch counter?

- Oh, hello, Johnny.
- Hiya.

Always walk in
without knocking?

You nearly scared me
out of my new hair dye.

Take it easy, girls.
Do I look that bad?

Well, you don't exactly
look good.

So your hands
are okay now, huh?

Swell,
hey, uh, can't find a thing

to eat in the place.
Spare me a cup of coffee?

Why, well, sure, Johnny.
Help yourself.

I was just making
your lunch, see?

Thanks, honey.

You know, I always wondered
what a couple of dames talk about

when they're alone.

Now I know.

Meow.

How long have you been
standing at the door?

Long enough. Who were you two
kids getting to pan this time?

- Nobody special.
- Say...

How about me
buying dinner tonight

if you don't mind cooking it?

Sal's having dinner with me.

She has enough cooking
to do around here.

Oh. What about Ginny?
Could she stew something up?

Gloria's got a date
with a girlfriend.

It strikes me,
it's up to Gloria

to get the meals
in your apartment.

What's the matter with you,
Petey? You sound

as if you didn't want Gloria
to have any fun.

Oh, forget it, Johnny.

Petey doesn't mean it
the way it sounds.

Keep out of this, Sal.
It's between Petey and me.

What's the matter
with a cute kid like Gloria

having a few laughs
with her girlfriends?

I work the night shift.
I can't take her anywhere.

Well, honey, all I can say is

you better change
to the day shift.

What are you getting at, Petey?

Oh, skip it, will you, Johnny?

Are you suggesting that
Gloria's been running around?

- It would be just like you.
- Now wait a minute.

You can't talk about Petey
like that.

- Sal, keep out of this, huh?
- But, honey.

Look, will you beat it, Johnny?

I want you to take back
what you said about Gloria.

You'll do the apologizing.

Gloria was at Nicky Toresca's

on New Year's Eve with a man.

No girlfriend in sight.

Petey wouldn't have told you
about it, except that she...

So it was Gloria you two were
talking about when I walked in here.

I might have known you have to
make something low out of it, Petey.

You know why?

'Cause that's the kind of woman
you are!

Oh, go ahead, Johnny. Get it
off your chest. I can take it.

Your pride's hurt, you
just can't stand the thought

that she'd look at another man.
That's all.

I think we've finished talking
about my wife for now.

Johnny, I get a kick out of you
calling her your wife.

She's not your wife. You never
give her a chance to be.

Why, she's just a pretty
little girl you like to spoil

and walk down the street with,
so the guys will turn and whistle,

make you feel important.

Now, come on,
why don't you grow up?

Thanks, both of you.

Oh, Sal, I'm sorry
I talked out of turn.

But honest, honey,
I can't stand by

and see people
walk all over you.

I guess he needed it.

Well, maybe
it will wake him up.

I hope so. I like him.

Come on, honey.
Get your clothes on.

We'll go someplace for lunch.
I want to talk to you.

Oh, Petey, I've got so much
to do. Can't we talk here?

Well, it's about Roy.

- What about Roy?
- It's visitor's day.

I think
you ought to go up and see him.

I know
it's going be tough, Sal,

but it's been over a month
since you saw him last.

That's too long.

Roy's doctor advised me
not to go.

I think you ought to go anyway.

- I can't go, Petey.
- Oh, Sal.

Come on, quit acting like
a child. He's your husband.

You've got to stand by him.

I had to wait all
morning to get my hair fixed.

But I wanted it fixed up nice
on account of a bunch of us

are going to a show
up in LA tonight.

Lookit, Gloria, there's
somethin' I wanna say to you.

You don't have to give me
that stuff anymore.

Everybody makes mistakes,
and this never happened before

so maybe you didn't understand
how I felt about it.

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

I'm gonna tell ya.

I don't wanna ever hear about
you going out with another guy.

I don't ever wanna
hear about you

having a drink
with another guy.

- Are you accusing me--
- I'm telling you!

There's only one man for you,
that's Johnny O'Connor.

- But I-I--
- Forget it.

We won't talk about it.

You're just not
to do it again ever.

Look, Gloria, let's forget it.
I know you won't do it again.

Please, skip it.

Why don't I go down to Louis',
have him make a big dish

of that fried shrimp
you love so much?

- I'm not hungry.
- Glo...

Hello? Bamboo Club.

Hello, Jim. This is Petey.

- Is he there?
- Just a minute. I'll see.

Nope. He ain't here.

Well, thanks anyway.

- Hiya, Petey.
- Hi, honey.

Joey.

What are you doing here?

Ah, just waiting back here
for you.

Where you been?

Sally wanted me to tell you
everything turned out swell

at the hospital.
She feels great about it.

Oh, gee, that's wonderful.

She wants you to drop over
sometime tomorrow.

She wants to tell you
all about it herself.

Okay, I'll do that.

Now listen, Joe,
if you know what's good for you

get back to your job.

Hey, baby, I think
maybe you better go home.

It's getting kind of late.

I don't wanna go home.

I don't have a home
to go home to.

Well, what are you giving me?

What about your husband
and two kids?

Nah-uh. Little Gloria
is now on her own.

You're talking a little crazy,
ain't you?

You told me
you were gonna give me a job.

I told Johnny
I was gonna take it.

Your husband?

So you couldn't
keep your trap shut?

I should have known
you were the gabby kind.

Come on,
you're leaving right now.

No, I'm not leaving. Huh-uh.

I'm staying.

- Come on, come on.
- No!

Okay, baby.

Say, boss.

That blonde dame's husband
was down here looking for her.

- I told him she wasn't here.
- Good.

But he wanted to see you.

I gave him some fast doubletalk
and got rid of him.

But I don't think for long.
You better do something.

Send Joey up to me right away.

Joe.

What do you want?

The boss wants to see you.

Thanks, Riley.

- You sent for me, boss?
- Oh, hello, Joe.

- I got a little job for you.
- Yeah?

On account of
you are a bright boy.

What do you
want me to do, boss?

I got a babe down
in dressing room F

I want to get rid of.
I think maybe you know her.

She's a friend of Petey's.

A blonde named
Gloria something or other.

You don't mean Gloria O'Connor?

That's right.

Holy smoke,
what's she doing here?

She's been after me
to give her a job.

I took her out
a couple of times.

That's the trouble with dames
like that.

They never know when
they're gettin' the brush off.

If her husband found out,

You get the general idea?

What's she doing
in dressing room F?

You ask a lot of questions,
don't you?

I just don't want her
around here. That's all.

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

Slug her on her head
and dump her in the ocean?

First get her out of here.
You figure out how.

And drive her over to her house
and dump her, but quick.

And beat it back here.

Oh, and, uh, use my sedan.

Oh, Nicky,
I don't like the idea.

You don't know Johnny.

He'll kill me if he catches me
doing a thing like that.

I'm getting a little annoyed
with you, Joey.

Well, I'm not saying
I won't do it, but--

Okay, then get her out of here.

Just answer yes or no.

Is Joey going in
dressing room F?

Yes.

Gloria.

Hey, Gloria.

- Come on, Gloria, get up.
- Who is it?

What?

Where did you come from?

How you feeling?

Oh, I feel awful.

I wish I were dead.

Oh, come on now.

What do you wanna go
and say a thing like that for?

Pretty kid like you.

You know
what'd straighten you out?

A nice ride around in a car.

There's nothing like cold air
to make you feel better.

No...

No.

I'm hungry.

I know a wonderful spot
down on the beach

where we can get some food

and a nice cup
of black coffee. Huh?

Yeah.

Oh, you...

You won't tell Johnny
you saw me here, will you?

He thinks I went over
to see a girlfriend.

Oh, of course not, honey.

You're gonna feel a lot better
in a little while.

Oh, I feel awful.

You will feel better
when we get in the car.

Joey.

- I never noticed before.
- Oh, come on, Gloria.

You're cute.
You've got nice curly hair.

Come on, you're gonna love
this little spot.

A wonderful orchestra,
nice coffee.

Hello, San.

I just thought I'd stop by
for a few minutes.

Oh, darling,
I'm so glad you did.

Uh, let's go to our table, huh?

Come on.

You look good.

I don't mind admitting it's been
awfully lonely without you, San.

It's okay now that you're here.

I really came to say goodbye,
Petey.

In 24 hours I have to report
aboard my ship.

Well, uh, I'm glad you wanted
to come back

even if just to say goodbye.

Want a drink?

- Smoke?
- No, thanks.

Been having any fun
since I saw you last?

So-so.

I went out on to the pier
the night before last.

Remember that funny old guy

who was always
sitting there fishing?

Ah, he was still there
in the same place.

He remembered me.
Asked where you were, too.

I suppose one always remembers
people who are happy

and seem to be having fun
together.

I do.

I went out on The Pike
yesterday afternoon.

- Did you, darling?
- Yeah.

I shot clay pigeons
at that same booth.

Uh, then I got a hamburger
at that place in the corner

where the girl spilled coffee,
and you slapped her.

Yeah.

You want me to say I did it
because I missed you, don't you?

You'd rather have me say
I was ready to blow my top

because I was lonely for you.

Say it, San.

Isn't life difficult enough

without mixing it up
with memories?

I don't know.

Mine don't go back
far enough yet.

Please,
let's get out of here, huh?

I hate the fog.

It's sort of lonely.

Yeah.

I know just what you mean.

San, why did you come back?

I told you, to say goodbye.

Please, don't go yet.

Why prolong it?

Oh, San, I can't stand to see

that hurt look in your eyes
all the time.

Darling, let me help you.

Please forget what I said
the other night.

Listen, Petey, don't you get
the reason why I'm going?

There'd be too many times when
you'd see something in my eyes

that you couldn't understand

that I don't understand
completely myself.

I don't know
what makes me tick, Petey.

I just know that I've been
running away from life

for a long time and it keeps
catching up with me.

Oh, you said the right things
the other night.

Stick to them.

Yeah. I was taking it big,
wasn't I?

You said I'd be singing the
blues, and I'm not the type.

But I'm glad
you dropped by tonight.

You see, I'm quitting
after the last show.

Tomorrow
you wouldn't have found me.

So long, darling.

Petey.

Wait.

Doesn't what I've said to you
make sense?

Crazy little dame you are.

Know something?

- I hate Nicky Toresca.
- Yeah?

I'll never speak to him again
as long as I live.

That's a good idea.

I want to get a job
and, and show him

he can't toss me around.

Where are we?

Oh, so you're
taking me home, huh?

You turn around and go back or
I'll-I'll jump out of this car.

Stop that! Get your hands
off that wheel!

Can't you see
I'm havin' trouble driving?

You wanna kill yourself
jumping out of a moving car?

- Sit down!
- No! Leave me alone!

Come back here, you
silly dame! Are you crazy?

Okay, baby, walk home.
Maybe it will cool you off!

Joe!

Joe, come back!

I didn't mean it, Joe! Joe!

- Yes?
- John O'Connor?

Across the hall.
What's the matter?

Sorry.

Is that you, Gloria?

I wonder what he wants
Johnny for.

Well, I don't know.
I hope he isn't in any trouble.

- Shall we go in?
- No, we better not.

- Johnny, what's the trouble?
- It's about Gloria.

An accident or something.

Keep any eye on the kids,
will you?

Sure.

If you drop around
in about three hours

I could say a lot more things.

We'll talk about
your career then, baby.

I'll give you a buzz
when I'm about to leave.

You meet me down at the bar,
okay?

That's a date. Bye, baby.

Hello, kid. You get the little
blonde back to her old man okay?

Yeah.

- Can I have a drink, boss?
- Sure, go ahead. Help yourself.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing's the matter.

Maybe you're allergic to
blondes with husbands. Is that it?

Listen, Joey, when I talk
to you, you look at me.

Is that right?

What became of the girl?

How do I know
what happened to her?

I dropped her off
like you told me.

Did you get in a jam?

No.

You're lying to me.
Where'd you dump her?

On the Coast Boulevard.

On the Coast Boulevard?
A busy street like that?

You might just as well have
dropped her right in front of the club.

Well, she jumped
out of the car.

I couldn't stop her.

Oh, so she jumped out?
That's fine.

But she'd have hollered
if I'd grabbed her.

I didn't wanna
attract attention.

Now you listen to me,

you start at the beginning and
tell me exactly what happened

or you'll get the worst
going-over you've ever had.

I only did what you asked,
Nicky. Nicky, please!

Nicky, listen to what
I got to say.

It was like this.

I got her to go out of the
dressing room by telling her

I'd drive her around
until she got sober.

- Petey.
- Yeah?

- You better get upstairs quick.
- What's wrong?

Nicky and Joe
are having an awful row.

- Joe?
- Yeah. He's in a bad jam, too.

He was out with that
blonde dame, Gloria O'Connor.

- Yeah?
- An accident happened.

- Something serious.
- Okay.

You're lying.
You must have blown your top.

There never was another car.
You did it.

Me? Why should I kill Gloria?

It was an accident. Honest.

Yeah? Well, maybe you can
explain it to the cops, Joey.

- Cops?
- Yeah, cops.

They've been looking
for something to hang on me

but this ain't it.
This is your rap.

You got me into this mess
and you're the one

that's gonna get me out.

Joey.

What's happened?

- It wasn't my fault.
- Do you hear me?

What's happened to Gloria?

Gloria is dead.

A car ran over her.

He's trying to pin it on me.

Operator, get me the police,
5th Precinct.

Now wait a minute, Nicky.
Let's talk this over.

- Never mind.
- Joey.

Go to my place and stay there
and don't answer the phone.

- You'll fix it up, won't you?
- Do you hear me?

Get out
and don't talk to anyone.

Listen, Nicky, what is this?

The kid got that Gloria dame
drunk and used my car.

- I'm in a tough spot.
- Yes, you certainly are.

- You no-good--
- Easy, Petey.

Your brother's in a worse spot.

The most they can do to me
is close my club.

Joey is not sitting so pretty.

- Do I make myself clear?
- Sure.

But you forget
one thing, Nicky.

You don't think I'm gonna stand
by and let you get away with this.

If you do, you're crazy.

I wouldn't do anything silly
if I were you, Petey.

You see, Joey's the one who
took Gloria out of this place.

He was seen leaving with her.

Joey was there
when she was killed.

And, unfortunately, at the time
there was no one around to say

that he didn't do it.

Nicky.

Nicky, you can't let him
take the rap

for something
that was your doing. You can't.

I could play dumb
if they question me.

But then that's up to you.

Well, I haven't any dough

but I'd work in this dump
of yours for nothing

if that'll keep
your mouth shut.

That won't be necessary.

What are you getting at?

What do you wanna do the rest of
your life? Play second to a piano?

Grow up, baby.
Stick with me in my gutter.

We both talk the same language.

Nicky, you don't know
what you're asking me.

I love San even if he doesn't
go for me all the way.

Even if I never see him again
after he sails

he's what I want.

And you're what I want.

It doesn't matter to me either
if you don't feel the same way.

Well?

- Where are you going?
- I'll be back.

Oh, no. A deal is a deal.

After all, you wouldn't wanna
be waving the guy goodbye

and have him think
that you'd be waiting for him

when he gets back. Would you?

How about a little drive?
The air will cool us both off.

Come on down, Toresca.

Johnny, don't be a fool.

Get out of my way, Petey.

Now wait a minute, kid.

- You got the wrong guy.
- No, I haven't.

Johnny.

I'm gonna come
up and get you now, Nicky.

Now listen, Johnny,
I wouldn't care

if you got the whole load
pumped into him.

But you're too nice a guy.
You've got kids to think of.

- This would be murder!
- So was Gloria's death.

This was the guy responsible!
Now look out, Petey!

Johnny!

Johnny!

Johnny!

She told me
she was gonna leave me

on account of him.

He offered her swell dresses

and a good job
and a lot of things.

She wasn't a bad kid, Petey.

She just didn't know
what the score was.

I know, kid.

Please go home, will you?

- Yeah.
- Please.

If you don't call the police and
tell them the truth, Nicky, I will.

Petey.

Yeah?

Nothing.

Now come on, Joe,
pull yourself together.

Johnny is not gonna do anything
to you.

Everything is gonna be
alright. That's it.

Shh. Now listen.

I don't want you to say a thing
about what's happened.

I've got a surprise and I don't
want anything to spoil it.

Come in.

Look who's here.

Well!

Hello, Petey.

- Roy!
- How's that for a surprise?

Oh! Gee, you look terrific.
I'm glad to see you.

Well, you look pretty swell
yourself, Petey.

But then you always do.

- Hello, Roy.
- Hello, Joe.

- Glad to see you.
- Glad to see you.

Do you folks mind if I go in
and fold up for a little while?

No, go ahead, Joe. I'll, I'll
bring you some coffee later.

Well, it's like old times
being together again, isn't it?

Yeah. It's, it's almost
too good to be true.

You remember the last time
we were all together?

Coming out on that
tourist sleeper to California?

That horrible old lady
with the flea-bitten dog.

Yeah. She accused Buddy
of biting him.

Well, didn't he?

I think he got something there.

Say, dad,
will you do me a favor?

Why, sure.
Anything you say, son.

Would you come downstairs
with me?

I'd sort of like you
to meet the kids.

Of course. I'd like very much
to meet the kids.

Hey, dad.

Would you do me another favor?

Well, sure. What?

Will you put on your coat

the one with all the medals?

Anybody'd think I was a hero.

Well, gosh, you are!

- Okay, kid, let's go.
- Put it on, pop.

- Okay, okay, I will.
- Put it on.

Being home
is doing Roy more good

than all the hospitals
in the world.

Thanks to you, Petey.

Oh, we're going through
all that again?

- When did he get here?
- Just this morning.

- Sort of an experiment.
- Oh, honey, that's swell.

Yes, and I managed
to get the day off, too.

Yeah? Where's Ginny?

She's helping Johnny take
the twins over to his folks.

- How is he coming along?
- Not bad, considering.

He was very sweet to Ginny, the
little we saw of them this morning.

Say, this is alright. Maybe
I should do it more often.

Oh, Buddy certainly got a kick
out of Roy

and all those medals,
didn't he?

No more than Roy did.

Hey, Sal. Sal, come here.

I always did like a place
with a good view.

Petey, can I fix you
something to eat?

No thanks, Sal.

Look, kid, I'm not much good
at saying goodbyes.

I never have been.

But I'm leaving town and...

Well, I just couldn't shove off
without letting you know.

- Oh, Petey...
- Yup.

I'm all packed and everything.

- Catching the train tonight.
- Where are you going this time?

Oh, I can't say, really.

Probably won't know
until I get my ticket.

I got a hunch, maybe Chicago
for a little while, then New York.

- Then who knows?
- Why don't you settle down?

You don't know
where you're going

or whether you'll get a job
or anything.

It's not right for you, Petey.

You may think it's fun now,
but later on--

Yeah, honey, I know.

But I guess I just got
train whistles in my ears.

Oh, if you could only--

Settle down, get married
and have a couple of kids.

Sally honey, I love you.

Now come on, honey.
None of that.

Holy smoke.

It's a wonder that dame in the
hat shop didn't sell me a cage

to go with this monster.

- I think it's cute.
- Yeah?

It's yours.

The rest of the beast
goes with it.

I left a little something in it
for Ginny.

Don't you worry about me, kid.

I'll land on my feet.
I always do.

So long.

Dad, did you see Billy Gideon's
eyes when he saw those medals?

Yeah.

- Oh, you're going already?
- Yeah, I have to run.

Well, you go on ahead, son.
I'll be right with you.

Petey, you're crying.
What's the matter?

- Something happen up there?
- No, nothing, honey.

I'm leaving town tonight
and I just got a little upset

saying goodbye to the kid.

Oh, I understand.
I'm sorry you're leaving.

Look, Roy, keep up
the good work, will you?

It's doing
an awful lot for Sal.

Yeah, I know. It's, it's been
pretty tough on her.

It's been like a nightmare,
the whole thing.

All the time over there
I-I kept thinking about Sally.

I had a picture in my mind
of her waiting for me.

Oh, she understands all that.
Don't worry about it, Roy.

You know
I'm alright, don't you?

Yeah.

You bet I do, Roy.

Oh, thank you, Petey.

Now I-I know everything
is alright because you say so

on account of
that's the way you are.

Hey, dad,
aren't you ever coming?

Alright, kid.
I'll be right with you.

So long, Petey.

So long, Roy.

- Good luck.
- Thanks.

Funny. This is the first time
anybody's ever seen me off.

When you hit Rio,
don't forget to drop me a card.

I collect stamps.

Oh, that's kind of hard to do.

You see, I don't know
where to address it.

Well, the 39 Club, 52nd Street,
New York will always get me.

Well, this is it.

Oh, San, I do love you.

I know you don't feel
the same way.

Don't say you do, darling

because nobody could love
two people the way you did her.

I am gonna miss you so.

I'll be back.

Yeah.

Remember what you once told me
when I was low?

All of us
are standing in the mud.

Well...

Some of us
are looking at the stars.

Here's looking at you, baby.