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[MEN SINGING LIVELY TUNE ABOUT SAN FRANCISCO]

Five minutes early, Pat.

I'll be five minutes late tomorrow night.

"Repent for your sins, ye children of darkness."

Let me save you.

Let me lead you to the better life.

Repent! Repent!

[SINGING SOFT TUNE]

My family made me study piano for a dozen years...

...and I couldn't bring your breakfast.

You're great.

Piano playing. I've got a diploma from the Paris Conservatory of Music.

And I end up on the Barbary Coast.

Yeah, I'm great.

Olive oil.

I don't think I can get it down.

Well, you better get it down and keep it there.

Greases your insides so that drinking rotgut for a living don't tear holes in your stomach.

Drink a glass of that every night before you start work.

And another thing, you're just a beginner...

...if you see one of these suckers with a chalk mark...

...walk around them like they were a swamp.

- Why? - You can't win anything.

And you're a cinch to get in trouble.

I'm gonna do a lot for you, honeybunch.

You bet you are.

- Oh, now, kid, behave yourself. - Oh, now please, don't go and leave me.

I'm so alone, schnitzel.

Yes, well, I'll be back in just a second, baby.

Goodbye.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Bye.

Dearie, buy another bottle of wine.

Then maybe I could leave earlier.

Same old stall.

No, dearie, it's on the level this time, honest.

Same old stall, 23 skidoo, beat it.

To show you I'm on the square.

Here. Hold it yourself.

Waiter. Bottle of wine.

Oh, you darling. I'll be right back, sport.

Watch your step, kid.

- Come here, baby. - Ah!

I knew you'd come back.

I knew you couldn't stay away from your honeybunch.

My sweet man, aren't you cute.

Why you nasty old man, you ought to be ashamed of yourself at your age.

[ALL LAUGHING]

You ought to be ashamed of yourselves. You, a lawyer and an educated man.

"The day of the Lord approacheth.

The day of reckoning.

Repent ye, repent ye."

Oh, Good Book, Good Book, stop it.

GOOD BOOK: "Behold the time, flee from evil.

Leave this den of publicans and sinners while there's yet time.

Beware of the wrath to come."

Oh, shut up.

I'll take that cloud-climbing, devil-knocker and wear out the wall with his head.

Now, Dad, you watch the damper, I'll get rid of him.

All right, all right.

"For bitterly I say unto ye, ye of little faith, there shall be..."

Of course, Good Book, you're right and what you say is true.

This ain't a place to preach.

Not when business is so good.

God's word belongs everywhere and at any time.

Yeah, but it does much better at the mission. You'll get hurt in here.

Say, can't you fellas find something better to do than to tease an old man?

I'll come over to the mission and listen to you, I promise.

God bless you, Jenny.

May the hand of the Lord ever guide you.

God bless you, Good Book.

Oh, don't stop, please.

Hey, professor, give me a chord. Now! Come on, play me on.

[PIANO PLAYING]

[SINGING SOFT TUNE]

You're more beautiful than ever tonight, Jenny.

How's your wife, Willie?

[WILLIE COUGHS]

She's getting a divorce.

Does that interest you?

No, it doesn't interest you.

What kind of mood is your old man in tonight?

About average.

I'd better tell him about us before somebody else does.

We gotta do something to end this awful suspense, Dan.

You're right. I'll speak to him as soon as this sea cow takes her last gasp.

Marry my Jenny?

I'd rather see her married to a Hottentot.

You could go through the gutters and never find anything lower...

...than an alley-cat piano player.

- Listen, sir, for a long... - Shut up.

Get back to beating that agony box.

If ever I so much as catch you looking at her again...

...you'll go out of here in that dead wagon.

Marry my daughter, you tramp.

Is the old man looking?

Charley, look out for this a minute for me.

CHARLEY: Right.

JENNY: What are we gonna do? - I've gotta tell him the truth.

No, please. It'll make him hate you worse than ever.

I don't care. We're gonna get married.

No. Promise you'll let me tell him. If he's gotta be told, let me do it.

- When? - Tonight, when we close up.

No.

Dan.

No.

Dan.

No.

JENNY: Dan.

DAN: All right.

I don't wanna go home. I wanna see Rosie.

- Oh, you do? - Yeah, I got her a key.

Hey, I don't wanna go home. Where's Rosie?

Here's Rosie for you.

I didn't do so good tonight.

Maybe the big men from up on the hill are home with their wives for a change.

I did all right.

Yeah.

Well, you'll do better next week.

The fleet will be in from Panama.

I hope so.

Good night, Rosie. Give my best to your mother.

All right, night.

Always try to get the keys back, dear. It cuts down the overhead.

Phone me after you've talked to him. I won't go to sleep until I get your call.

- Good night, Jim. - Good night, Joe.

- Turn off the lights as you go out. - Okay, bud.

Tired?

No, not very.

I am.

Must be getting on home.

- I wanna talk to you about Dan. - No...

Oh, no, no. Please listen.

Dan and I love each other.

More than anything in the world.

You might as well know we're gonna get married right away.

Oh, no, you're not.

Nothing can stop us.

I can.

You'd better not.

What do you mean?

I'm not sorry.

I'm not ashamed.

I love him better than anything in the world.

Your mother...

...I'm glad she's dead.

I'm glad she didn't live to see her own daughter...

[RUMBLING]

Ah!

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[PEOPLE SCREAMING]

[FIRE BELLS RINGING]

Dan!

Dan!

[SINGING BLUES TUNE]

ROSIE: All we need, girls, is four walls and a roof.

[WOMEN LAUGHING]

MAN 1: Another bowl, please.

MAN 2: All right, take it.

MAN 3: More soup. Soup. MAN 4: Come on back. Come on back.

WOMAN 1: Who wants soup? MAN 5: I want soup.

Stop pushing.

I'm sorry.

We'll be up there in a few minutes.

Have you seen Dan McAllister?

The piano player from Sandoval's?

But a lot of the missing people will turn up in a few days, I hope.

[SOBS]

[SINGING "MY GAL SAL"]

[JACKHAMMERING]

[SINGING GOSPEL SONG]

Good Book! Good Book!

Good Book!

Go get doctor, quick.

You boys carry on the Lord's work.

And, you, don't forget the collection.

[SINGING GOSPEL SONG]

Careful of the steps here, doctor. They haven't been fixed since the fire.

Come in, quick.

[BOTH SPEAKING CHINESE]

[BABY CRYING]

Our hearts are filled with gratitude...

...for the man-child thou hast seen fit to bestow upon thy handmaiden.

[SINGING GOSPEL SONG]

[BABY CRYING]

GOOD BOOK: Is he sick again? - No, hungry.

Jenny, why don't you listen to me?

We're in no position to take care of the child.

Why don't you let me put him in an institution.

He's all I got to live for, don't you understand?

The love of a mother for her babe passeth all understanding.

We must pray, then.

We must be humble and trust that the Lord will provide.

I could go on believing that if it was only for myself, but my baby's hungry.

You just told me the Lord will provide.

Well, that may be true...

...but this is true too:

The Lord helps him who helps himself.

I'm gonna try it out.

It may be the wrong way, but it's gonna be my way.

GOOD BOOK: Jenny! Jenny!

Shall we give him some milk? Give him a little milk.

Now you drink it up like a great big man and we go ride on the horse, huh?

[PHONE RINGING]

That's the way. That's the way. Amah!

Oh, isn't that too much?

Now drink it all, baby.

You feeling better now?

AMAH: Hello? Just a minute.

It's Mr. Dutton.

Give the baby his cereal, I don't think he wants the milk. Hello, Steve.

Fine.

All in your honor?

Gee, you're certainly coming up in the world.

How big a party is it?

How many?

All right, you just leave everything to me. Everybody'll be satisfied.

Twenty five dollars apiece and no discount for cash.

You just forget about it, they'll be there.

Half past 8 at the Poodle Dog?

Right. Goodbye.

Sutter 3459.

Yeah.

Dan, for Amah, eat just a little bit.

The ducky did.

Hortense.

You wanna work on a party tonight?

[ALL SINGING LIVELY TUNE]

Attention. Come here, everybody.

Ladies and gentlemen, I wanna propose a toast to that sterling gentleman...

...and leading light of the bar.

One of our own boys from south of the slum.

[CROWD CHEERING]

Wait a minute, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Man who from a humble beginning worked his way through law school...

...to become one of the most valued up-and-coming politicians.

Wait, wait, wait.

A man who is today one of the strongest influences in our city's affairs.

I refer to none other than our honored guest of the evening.

Go, Steve Dutton.

Come on, drink. Bottoms up.

Where is Steve?

We're gonna drink to him. Let's have a look at him.

Look under the table, he may have slipped.

[ALL LAUGHING]

He ran out on us.

Maybe one of your girls kidnapped him, Jenny.

Go on, hunt around and dig him up.

You just leave it to me.

ALL [CHANTING]: We want Steve! We want Steve!

- Hey, Steve, they're yelling for you. - Wait a minute, will you? I...

Well, well, another seven. I guess I got them hypnotized tonight, Steve.

- Well, you haven't got me hypnotized. - What?

Let me see those dice.

Why, you yellow, cheating rat, you. I'll...

Stop it! Stop it!

[GUNSHOT]

PEOPLE: We want Steve! We want Steve! We want Steve!

I'm done for. I killed him.

- Get hold of yourself, it was self-defense. - But I killed him.

Shut up. You did not.

Now be yourself, act natural. You don't know, didn't see anything.

Let's get back in there quick. Take your cue from me. Wait a second.

Come on, quick. Act natural. You got to, like nothing's happened.

- Oh, but I...? - Leave everything to me.

PEOPLE: We want Steve! We want...

MAN 1: There's the old boy now.

You've been hiding out on us.

MAN 2: You're four quarts behind.

We're gonna start catching up. He's a fine guest of honor...

...passes out on his own party. I had to wake him up.

[CROWD LAUGHING]

MAN 1: Come on, speech, Steve.

Come on with that speech.

MAN 2: Don't be afraid. MAN 3: Come on.

[WHISTLING]

The greatest thing in the world is friendship.

Success, wealth, power, they don't mean a thing.

Because it's in friendship that we find our happiness.

And, boys and girls, I don't have to tell you that this is the happiest moment of my life.

CROWD: Aye! Aye!

Gee, Steve, that was a swell speech.

I'll just sneak out and ditch this.

- Excuse me, I beg your pardon but the... - Don't anybody try to leave this room.

There's been a murder committed here.

WOMAN: Ah! Murder? What are you talking about?

Is this one of your practical jokes?

Ed Harris was killed in that other room. Shot. We're looking for the gun.

Search everybody.

Everybody, come over on this side of the room, please.

Come on. Make it snappy. Hurry up.

[WOMAN GIGGLES]

Stop it. I'm ticklish.

Put up your arms.

Why, I've never been so insulted in all my life.

All right, put up your arms.

The things a lady has to put up with these days.

All right, open your arms.

Gentlemen, you know I hate to do this. But it's just a matter of routine.

Sure, Pat, go ahead.

Anything to help you.

You're just wasting your time with me, Pat.

Nobody ever found anything in a newspaperman's pockets.

Go ahead, Bill, get your picture so we can move the body.

All right, coroner.

Hold it.

- Was I in? - Perfect.

As long as you and Jenny were the only people in that room...

...I have to ask you to come down to headquarters.

- Pat, you know how I stand with the boys. PAT: Of course, Mr. Dutton.

I didn't mean that you're going in the wagon.

Just jump in your own car and come down to headquarters.

Be as quick as you can. You know I'm breaking rules.

Well, why can't I take Jenny down in my car with me?

Sorry, she'll have to go with me.

Of all these dames, I have to get pinched.

I apologize for breaking up your nice dinner.

Oh, you didn't break up mine, I'm just having my dessert.

Come on. You can get your black coffee and cigar down at headquarters.

Jenny, there's nothing I won't do for you.

JENNY: Ditch it.

Just think, Jenny...

...I knew your father before you were born.

When I was a flatfoot on Pacific Street, I had to pinch him a couple of times.

Took plenty of help.

So you just went in that room and found Mr. Dutton asleep.

JENNY: That's right.

Must have been hard to awaken.

JENNY: Just an average drunk.

How long would you say you were in that room, Jenny?

Oh, a couple of minutes.

He was half asleep when I got him on his feet.

Uh-huh.

And the only time you saw Ed Harris was in the banquet room.

Then I suppose it's just another one of those 10-cent mysteries.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Come in.

STEVE: Oh, hello, Tom. - Hello, Steve.

Do I have to use a police force to get you to call on me?

Oh, I've been kind of busy. You know how it is.

Well, it's a fine end to a party.

JENNY: Just one of those things.

Now I'm here, what do you want me to say?

Well, there isn't very much for anyone to say except, good night.

The little lady here tells a very straight story.

So you get me all the way down here just to throw me out.

Well, it's getting late and I don't wanna inconvenience you anymore.

Anything I have to know, I'll phone you.

I'm still doing business at the same old stand.

- Come on, Jenny, I'll drive you home. JENNY: Thanks.

Wait, Steve. Don't be selfish.

Don't take Jenny away from me.

We were just talking about her father.

I'm an old friend of the family's.

Well...

...good night, Jenny. I'll ring you up soon.

JENNY: Thanks, Mr. Dutton.

Don't get yourself tangled up in any breach of promise.

Well, if I do, I'll be smart enough to hire you to defend me.

- Good night, Steve. - Good night.

TOM: Why did you kill him?

I didn't kill anybody.

- Who did, then? - I keep on telling you I don't know.

Well, I know. You were the only one in that room with Harris.

Didn't you hear what I said? Mr. Dutton was there.

What are you trying to do? Hang it on Dutton?

You keep on forgetting what I said. Mr. Dutton was asleep.

Did Harris commit suicide?

What did he kill himself with? A champagne cork?

That gun was never fired.

Why ask me? You're the detective.

Oh, you're gonna get fresh.

Well, listen, sister. By your own admission, you were the only one in that room awake.

And you didn't see anything.

Won't it be great when you tell that to a jury?

I could hear the prosecutor now going way back into your beginnings.

Jenny Sandoval, the Barbary Coast.

He'll start with your father, the toughest, no-good, murdering rat.

You gotta frame a case against somebody and I'm a cinch to convict.

The taxpayers will howl for action.

Think you can throw my body to them, keep them quiet.

- Why did you kill him? - You haven't got a case.

You're trying to make one. Trying to look like you was earning your salary.

You're just as good as convicted now.

Say, who do you think you're bluffing?

I've been brought up with coppers.

This is Jenny, see?

Jenny Sandoval.

Convicted on what?

All right, Jenny.

All right.

It's all in the fun.

Matron.

Matron!

- Has Mr. Dutton phoned yet? - No.

Why can't I use a phone? I'm not gonna jump out the window.

Dearie, I told you. Captain Davis' orders.

I can't do anything about it.

But my family.

I've been here all night, they'll think I've been killed.

No, they won't.

Look at your free advertising.

JENNY: Sure took his time.

MATRON: As long as Mr. Dutton is your lawyer, you have nothing to worry about.

I thought you'd never come. It's almost noon.

I know, but I had to pull plenty of strings. After all, murder is mixed up in this.

- Am I sprung? - Sure.

All taken care of, they're just signing the bond.

Say, Jenny, why didn't you ever tell me that you had a child?

- What's happened? Tell me. - Wait a minute. The kid's all right.

This morning, I'm sitting in a certain big guy's office, I'm tipped off.

Children's Welfare League is gonna take that baby away.

But they couldn't take Dan away.

Sure they can. You know, Jenny, the same old story...

...the game you're in.

Unfit person to raise a child.

And this Harris killing is gonna bring the reformers down on top of you like hounds.

Oh, Jenny, why didn't you tell me about the kid?

I could've smothered this thing before it started, but...

Come on, Steve, take me home, quick.

Now, don't go crazy, Jenny. They can't just snatch the kid.

It'll take them days to get a court order, by that time I'll do something.

Amah?

Amah?

He's gone.

That can't be. They haven't had time to get a court order...

He's gone.

Trying to save your life, I've lost my baby.

They've taken my baby.

Get him back.

Get him back, do you hear?

- Don't stand there. Get him back. - Wait a minute, Jenny.

Stop yelling, will you? Be calm.

I'm gonna do everything that's humanly possible.

Oh, do something.

STEVE: Douglas Five-0.

That you, Jerry? Get ahold of Judge Lang for me, quick. I'll hold the wire.

I know he's in court, send somebody after him.

Don't argue with me, I know what I'm doing.

- Amah, where's the baby? - The baby's all right, Miss Jenny.

- Where is he? - I took him. He's all right.

- Never mind. I'll call you back. - He's with my people in Chinatown.

This morning, I heard there were two men around asking questions about you and Dan.

I'd read the papers, I called up the jail, they wouldn't let you come to the phone.

The janitor said those two men looked like coppers.

I was responsible for the baby, I couldn't take any chances.

- You did just right. STEVE: Very smart.

Yes, but I'm out now and I want my baby. Come on, Amah, let's get him.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Are you Jenny Sandoval? - Yeah.

I'm Miss Clark from the Children's Welfare League.

What do you want?

We have a court order to take your child.

My child?

Somebody must be kidding you.

I haven't got any child.

STEVE: My hands are tied.

This Children's Welfare League is not a political thing, I can't touch it.

All right, I'll sneak the kid into Mexico. Anywhere out of the state.

It's tough, but you can't sneak yourself out of the state.

First false move you make, back you go into that can.

Remember, you're out on bail.

I've got a way out and it's perfect.

I know some fine people over in Oakland.

Thomas B. Reynolds and his wife.

They're old friends of my family and they're sort of under obligation to me.

He's a retired lawyer. Rich, respectable, marvelous people...

...with everything in the world you could offer a kid.

I can put Dan over there and leave no trail.

- You trying to make me give Dan up? - Oh, not for long.

Just till this heat blows off. Nothing permanent.

As soon as it's safe, we get him.

- You'll have him back. - Don't even talk about it.

Will you listen to reason, Jenny?

This is the luckiest break in the world.

These people have no children, they've always wanted a child.

They're able to give Dan everything you could hope for.

A chance in life that you could never give him.

I'm not listening to you.

You better think it over, Jenny.

Where would you rather have him?

In a family like that?

In the cellars of Chinatown?

Or in an orphan asylum?

WOMAN: Miss Jenny, where do you get this delicious coffee?

Special Goldberg, Bowen.

It's delicious. I must get some for my girls.

They're inveterate coffee drinkers. Why they're almost addicts.

That's less injurious than opium, my dear.

[ALL CHUCKLE]

Amah, some more cakes.

By the way, how is dear Edith?

Treatments made a new woman of her.

I suppose she lost a lot of time.

She hardly left her bed the whole time she was ill.

Well, ladies, let's combine business with pleasure.

My, my, how quickly the first of the month rolls round.

Business was very gratifying this month.

Conventions always help.

You'll find that a couple of hundred dollars short.

- You know, breakage. - Can't say I didn't tell you...

...about gilt furniture.

That's right. I remember Miss Jenny warning you the day you bought it.

It simply won't stand the wear and tear.

I had to take that gilt divan out of my Turkish room.

- Hello, girls. - Hello, Tessie.

- Say, you're late. - I just couldn't help it.

Been having the most marvelous sales at the City of Paris.

Practically giving things away in the linen department.

[CLEARS THROAT]

All right, ladies, that's fine.

Thanks for being prompt and prosperous.

Maybe we better leave one at a time.

[ALL LAUGH]

- Well, goodbye, Miss Jenny. - Goodbye.

Had a lovely time.

WOMAN 1: You remember Hortense? WOMAN 2: I do. Such a refined girl.

WOMAN 1: I understand she's in Shanghai with Rosie, they're inseparable.

WOMAN 2: My goodness.

WOMAN 3: Can't you ladies talk of anything else?

Why the hurry call? More trouble?

No trouble at all. The world's bright for the first time in three years.

Good.

I got a present for you, Steve.

You were kind enough to help me when I didn't have a cent...

...there's the money I owe you.

Oh, I can't take this.

You told me I'd never owe you unless I had it.

- Now I got it and plenty more. - Here, keep it.

No. I set myself a certain amount, the day I got it.

For three years, I've counted the dollars...

...because each one brought me nearer to Dan, to get him back.

Now we're going to a foreign country to live.

I'm gonna change my name.

Paid a murderous price, Steve.

But I got Dan.

- Jenny, are you through? - Yup.

No more sneaking around trying to get glimpses of him.

Looking at him over fences and through windows.

I got him.

All of him.

Janet, I know it's a hard thing to bear, the boy has meant so much to us.

There's no question as to her claim.

Must you take him now?

JENNY: I'm sorry, Mrs. Reynolds, yes.

WOMAN: Go to your mother, Dan.

DAN: Mama, why are you crying?

Now listen, Dan.

You're a great big man now.

And...

...well, you're going away for a while.

- Military school? THOMAS: Not right now.

You're going on a fine trip on a big steamboat.

Way across the ocean.

You'll have all kinds of fun. It'll be great.

Are you and Mama going with me?

You're going with your mother.

Your real mother.

Dan.

Don't you remember me at all?

You aren't my mother.

Mama, I don't know that lady and I'm not going with her.

Please don't let her take me away.

- I wanna stay here with you and Papa. THOMAS: I'm ashamed of you.

That's no way for a great big man to act.

I won't go with her.

I don't know her and I don't like her.

I wanna stay here.

Never mind.

I'll never bother you again.

Can I?

[SHIP HORNS BLOWING]

Well, Jenny. Now what?

When I said I was through, I guess I was just kidding myself.

[CROWD CHEERING]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

[CROWD CHEERING]

Steve, he's wonderful.

Born in a cellar under a fish market, but a gentleman, Amah.

A real man.

Nothing beyond his reach.

District attorney...

...governor...

...even president.

Confucius says:

"Fortunate is the mother of a man-child."

- Will you see Mr. Weaver? - Yeah.

Lock this up, Amah.

- Hi, Jenny. - How are you, George?

Never better.

One hundred G's.

- Everything is represented? - Tallied to a bottle.

Five thousand cases at 20 a case.

One hundred G's.

- Have any trouble? - I never do with your stuff.

- Guess I'm lucky. - No...

...just acquainted with the right boys and girls.

Say, by the way, that Tom Ford's a honey.

He made everything awful easy.

Take it from me, this will be the rightest town in America after we elect him DA.

Suppose you boys will stick together.

Anyone in our crowd doesn't vote at least three times for him is a traitor.

- You think Reynolds hasn't got a chance? - No, not a smell.

He'll get one vote. His own.

- How was it, Georgie? - Just a pushover.

I'll give you a check.

No hurry. No hurry at all.

Tom Ford helped a little, didn't he?

All $5000 worth, I should say.

It'll pay for the party he's giving tonight.

- Stag? - Mm-hm.

For about a dozen of his staunchest admirers.

I think I'm guest of honor.

Guest of what?

[STEVE CHUCKLES]

I knew Tom helped out on the deal...

...because he said he was coming up to see you this afternoon.

- Here are his cigars. - Yeah.

What a cute little district attorney old Tom is going to make.

I wonder if this funny old world ever saw anything so topsy-turvy.

Jenny Sandoval's son running against Jenny Sandoval's pet politician.

The gods must all be out to lunch.

Why shouldn't Dan run for district attorney or anything else?

There's only one hurdle that can throw him. Me.

So he's safe.

Mr. Ford.

JENNY: Tell him to come right in.

Well, well, well, if isn't my old pals, Jenny and Steve.

- Hello, Tom. - How are you?

How did that little matter progress this afternoon?

- Smooth as a river of oil. - I don't know what we'd do without you.

If I've been valuable with my limited opportunities...

...imagine what I'm gonna be after I get in.

Why, you'll be able to use the city hall for a kennel.

I know that, Tom. Isn't that a box of your favorite cigars?

Ah. Corona coronas.

[SNIFFS]

What a bouquet.

But don't open that till you get home. That bouquet might drop out and bite you.

Jenny, I know you'll excuse me if I have to rush along.

Gotta address the Women's Better Government League at 5:00.

STEVE: The Women's Better Government League? You're sensational.

I've gotta be. Reynolds has been accusing me of every crime in the book.

I gotta salve those old crows. The first thing I do when I get into office...

...will be to put that young dude right out on the sidewalk.

Once I get into office, I'll blast Mr. Reynolds right out of this town.

If he stole so much as an apple, I'll broadcast it.

If he didn't, I'll invent something. Dig him up back to the cradle.

He'll learn a lesson to leave old Tom Ford alone.

So the mud is gonna fly, huh?

You bet.

Well, so long, Steve. So long, Jenny.

STEVE: See you tonight, Tom. - I almost forgot, my party.

Jenny, will you dig me up about a dozen young debutants...

...to liven up the gathering tonight?

Well, you see, Tom, I haven't been in contact with the 400 for a long time.

But you call up Fremont 7495 and mention my name.

You're a pal, Jenny. A real pal.

You know, there's one thing that always touches old Tom Ford right here.

And that's loyalty and friendship.

- Well, so long. STEVE: Good night, Tom.

Well...

...there goes our next district attorney.

Don't go to that party.

Oh, why not?

I got a silly hunch that you might not like it.

- Come on, have dinner with me. - All right, Jenny, it's a pleasure.

TESSIE: Still get my coffee from Goldberg, Bowen.

JENNY: And it's still delicious.

Oh, by the way, Tessie...

...has the Honorable Thomas Ford telephoned you?

- Just a few minutes before you blew in. - That's what I came to see you about.

You don't have to worry. I'll give his party special attention.

No, Tessie, that isn't what I mean.

You and I have been pals for a long time.

Right out of the same gulch on the Barbary Coast.

- You'd do me favor, wouldn't you? - You name it and I'll do it.

You know that, without asking.

Any of the ladies around here blessed with a good loud voice?

I don't get you.

The girl whose voice could be heard across a bay.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, now let's see, there's Beatrice, Winnie...

...Marie, when she whispers you get a headache from the noise.

Her mother must've been a siren on a lighthouse...

...and her father a locomotive whistle.

Now, listen.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Help! Police! Murder! Ah!

Ah!

[POLICE SIRENS WAILING]

How should I know what he was doing?

Yelling out the window. You could hear her a mile.

No, you dope. Not Henry Ford, Tom Ford.

Give me the City Desk quick.

Extra, read all about it! Tom Ford exposé.

Extra paper! Tom Ford out of district attorneys' race.

Read all about it. Extra! Extra!

- What is it? - The bridge. Looks like a washout.

The bridge is all right. This looks phony.

Get them up, boys.

COP 1: All right, put them up there. COP 2: Put them up.

COP 1: Pick them up. COP 3: Come down out of there.

Pick them up. Turn around, come on.

COP 1: Drop those guns. COP 2: Turn around.

- Are we hijacked? - Pinched.

- Pinched? Why, you're daffy. - Am I?

What's the matter? Has America declared war?

- No, but the new district attorney has. - Yeah?

JENNY: Amah, you got all the trunks up? AMAH: I'll bring the rest up this afternoon.

Jenny, pay some attention to us.

We just blew 5000 cases of merchandise and you sit there cool as a cucumber.

I didn't blow anything.

I haven't been interested in merchandise for over a month.

You and Steve went into this deal on your own.

STEVE: We know that, Jenny.

But whenever anything came up, you could see a way out.

It's a cinch you can help us now.

Georgie, dear, you're talking to a lady who's quit.

I was always a hunch player and I had a hunch we were gonna get awful unlucky.

That's why I quit after election.

- We'll take care of it ourselves. - Wait a minute.

You pushed the law out of your way around this town for over 20 years.

You were a champion.

You mean to tell me that this prosecutor's got you buffaloed.

Are you gonna tell me that Jenny Sandoval can't reach that squirt?

Georgie, I'm only interested in reaching Paris, which is in France.

I'm going out to buy Amah and me a one-way ticket that long.

I've retired, I'm through.

It's goodbye merchandise, San Francisco, everything.

Make yourselves at home, boys. Toodle-loo.

Looks like we're out on a limb.

- Now what? - That stuff isn't lost, it's in a warehouse.

A smart guy by the name of Reynolds is holding the key.

Well, it's a cinch Jenny isn't gonna help any.

She's probably got her own reasons.

That's not gonna stop me from trying, come on.

STEVE: Now, Mr. Reynolds, I realize we've been at cross-purposes.

I'd have come to see you sooner, but you were busy...

...getting settled in your new offices, so I waited until I could see you privately.

- What do you want me to do, Mr. Dutton? - Well, 15 of my boys are in jail.

And 5000 cases of excellent liquor are in our warehouse.

And I'm prepared to make a most generous gesture to get them out, Mr. Reynolds.

Do you smoke cigars?

- No, no, thanks. - Oh, I think you'll like these.

There's $10,000 in United States currency in this box, Mr. Dutton.

Well, the cigar store man must have wrapped up my change by mistake.

- And you still want me to keep this? - Sure.

All right. Fine.

- Did you get all that, Pat? PAT: Sure.

Here's Exhibit A.

Well, you've copped my jack, but I've still got an ace.

You're gonna need it when I get you and Jenny Sandoval on the witness stand.

I don't think she'll testify, besides she's not my partner.

Maybe not. But it happens...

...that I have photostatic copies of several large checks she made payable to you.

The jury might be interested in the connection...

...between you and the most notorious woman in town.

You'd better go slow...

...you're putting yourself on the spot, my boy.

I'll risk it.

Money, won't touch you, eh?

But you can be stopped.

Make out a warrant for Steve Dutton's arrest: bribery. That'll do to start with.

You'll only be sorry once...

...and that'll be all your life.

Fifty thousand dollars' bail for a little thing like bribery.

Well, all bail is going up.

Dan Reynolds is gonna make a millionaire out of me.

[CHUCKLES]

You get it while you can, he won't be in there very long.

- Gotta go to him. You gotta talk. - I won't do it.

Are you gonna let him push me into the penitentiary?

Don't you realize he's got me tied hand and foot.

I can get 10 years, but you can save me with a word.

I won't do it. I won't do it.

We've been partners for 20 years. Sharing each others dough.

The first time I get in a jam, you step away.

You expect me to dynamite my son's career?

- One little whisper in his ear and he'll stop. - Not a chance.

STEVE: So your mind's made up, eh?

STEVE: My mind has been made up since I left him in Oakland.

Do you think it's been easy for me to give up my son?

Never to see him, never to be with him?

But I stood it, didn't I?

Because I knew just being near him was a menace.

I was the one thing that could ruin him. But I didn't do it, did I?

Now that he's become somebody, you expect all my suffering to go for nothing?

- Well, if you don't tell him, I'm going to. - No, you're not.

District attorney's office. Let me speak to Mr. Reynolds.

This is Steve Dutton.

Don't, Steve, stop it! Stop it!

Tell him I'm coming down there, I got a very important statement.

Just tell him what I said. I don't care what he's doing, he'll see me.

Steve. Steve, you can't do it.

- Get out of my way. - I won't let you do it. I won't...

[GUNSHOT]

Stop that woman. Stop her! Stop her!

Bring her back here.

Keep her back there, boys.

She did it.

She's your....

Your....

The state's witnesses have never been shaken...

...despite the efforts of the learned counsel for the defense.

We have the affidavit from the telephone company...

...as to the exact time of Mr. Dutton's call to my office.

As to the import of that call...

...you have already heard my testimony and testimony of my secretary.

Let me remind you again, that the telephone call came from the defendant's apartment.

We have proven that she was with Dutton when he called my office...

...and must have heard his promise to bring some vital information to me.

William Mullins, the taxi driver, testified...

...that he delivered the defendant in front of my office...

...not over two minutes before the crime was committed.

Officers Scanlan and Verger have testified that they arrested the defendant...

...not over 50 feet from the scene of the crime...

...with the smoking revolver still in her hand.

I have told you how Steve Dutton died in the doorway of my office...

...and attempted to identify her.

The evidence of guilt, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, is more than complete.

Now let's look into the motive.

This will have to be done by the simplest deduction...

...because the defendant has consistently refused to take the stand on her behalf.

This motive is childishly simple.

The defendant and Steve Dutton had been partners for years...

...controlling together commercialized vice on which they mutually fattened.

In the roots of every slimy and degraded enterprise...

...which has for so long disgraced the fair name of our city...

...we have found Steve Dutton and Jenny Sandoval.

Going back over their past is like digging up carrion...

...a stench in the nostrils of society.

The connection between these two was shown years ago in another murder.

I refer to the mysterious and unsolved killing of Ed Harris, the gambler, in 1909.

They were the only ones present in the room of death...

...yet they stood no trial.

Why?

Because Dutton's power even then, clogged the wheels of justice.

Crime flourishes in the dark.

In the shadow of Steve Dutton and Jenny Sandoval.

But retribution must come at last.

By my order, Dutton was finally arrested on a felony charge, his trial set.

The law was finally to collect its debt.

The penitentiary was inevitable.

Motive?

Here is your motive, ladies and gentlemen of the jury:

Panic-stricken, he phoned me...

...said he was on his way to my office with information.

Phoned from this woman's apartment.

The tenderloin never comes bearing gifts to the prosecutor.

The cowardly criminal comes to barter and to trade.

To trade the liberty of his associate for his own.

To turn state's evidence.

What was the information so vital to the defendant...

...that she must seal Steve Dutton's lips in death?

What crimes had she committed back through all those criminal years?

Ladies and gentlemen, give your imagination full scope.

Jenny Sandoval, look at her.

Born in the slums...

...raised on the Barbary Coast in her father's notorious dive.

We lose her only for a moment, during the great fire.

Then we pick up traces of her in the lowest cellars of Chinatown.

From this point on, her trail is well-blazed: organized vice...

...gambling halls, casinos, implication in a murder.

And after the advent of Prohibition, control of the bootlegging in this city.

Search as we will...

...we can find no redeeming trait in this defendant's life.

No redeeming feature in her character. Her progress in crime has been logical.

Culminating as it had to culminate, here in a court of justice.

Charged with deliberate, cold-blooded, premeditated murder.

JUDGE: It is the judgment and sentence of this court, Jenny Sandoval...

...that for the crime of which you have been convicted, murder of the first degree...

...that you be delivered by the sheriff of San Francisco County...

...to the warden of the state prison of the state of California at San Quentin.

To be by him executed and put to death...

...on Friday, the 27th day of January, 1933.

Between the hours of 10 a.m. and 4 p.m...

...within the walls of said state prison at San Quentin...

...by hanging by the neck until you shall be dead.

And may God have mercy on your soul.

[SOBS]

MAN 1: How much time we got? MAN 2: Oh, about an hour.

JENNY: Amah.

Amah.

[JENNY SOBBING]

Amah, I'm yellow.

I'm a coward.

I can't face it.

Oh, Amah. Amah, save me.

Save me.

[PRISON BELL RINGING]

The sage says:

"Death, being universal, must be a blessing."

He said there was no redeeming trait in my life.

No redeeming feature in my character.

He was right.

I'm not even brave.

The cellars of Chinatown.

Yeah, I was there.

So was he.

It was there I gave him life.

He gives me death.

Steve said, "The gods must all be out to lunch."

No.

The gods see everything.

Everything in this world must balance.

The son to whom you gave life, gives you death...

...great suffering.

He, too, must suffer. The agony of continuing to live...

...and learn that he has hanged his own mother.

Give me your permission to tell him.

If he knew, he might be able to help you.

This is the only chance to save your life...

...and you refuse to take it.

You choose death.

Amah, Amah, tell him. Tell him, quick.

No, I'll do it.

I'll wait.

I'm glad you came, Mr. Reynolds. I wanted to talk to you.

I hoped you would, that's why I came.

I can't get this case off my mind.

I can't forget you.

Can't you?

Why did you refuse to take the stand?

Why didn't you ever say one word in your own behalf?

Why didn't you give a reason for killing Dutton?

Believe me, Miss Sandoval, I'm trying to help you.

We might be able to reach the governor. Get a stay of execution.

You seem anxious to undo my conviction. You worked so hard to get it.

I don't know what it is. I just feel there's something wrong.

In court I was sure. Now I'm not.

Help me.

What was so vital in your life that you had to kill to conceal it?

- Nothing. - You must be shielding somebody.

Exaggerated loyalty.

There's no debt that big in the world.

Who is it?

You have no parents?

No brothers or sisters?

No child?

Nobody near or dear to you?

Well, if you won't let me help you....

GUARD: Time's up, Mr. Reynolds.

Bye.

Goodbye.

JENNY: Amah. Amah!

You didn't tell him.

No.

And you never will.

Amah, you've been my only friend.

You've been loyal and true and devoted all these years.

There's just one more favor I must ask.

[WHISPERING] Look in the drawer of my desk...

...you'll find Dan's scrapbook. All Dan's pictures.

Burn it.

Don't let him trace me.

[IN NORMAL VOICE] Promise you'll do it?

I promise.

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