All language subtitles for hells.kitchen.(1939).eng.1cd.(10039792)

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Well, this crime of smuggling

defrauding the government

'it is the sentence of
this court that you would be'

'fined the sum of
85,000 dollars'

'and court costs.'

'In addition, there onto
you'll serve a term of

'eight years
in the federal penitentiary.'

In view of your action of
pleading guilty, however

the court will suspend sentence

in respect to the term of
imprisonment.

'But remember a suspended
sentence is not an acquittal.'

'The very first nonobservance
of the law of which'

you are henceforth apprehended

whether it would be a felony
or a common fist fight

will make the sentence operative

and you'll find yourself behind
the bars to serve your term.

Yet, since this court considers
its function to be

not merely one of punishment,
but also a correction

'you are hereby notified'

'that if within one year'

'you so far
rehabilitate yourself'

as to become an asset to society

the probationary period
will terminate.

Ah, excuse me, Your Honor.

What them big legal phrases
you use

go over my head.

Buck.

Will the bailiff
kindly translate

what I have said
to the defendant?

Your rap is costing you 85Gs
in cash

and eight stanzas in the zoo.

But you don't got to go the zoo

providing you keep
your snozzle clean.

'You are strictly
behind the eight ball'

'so you don't even dare
spit on the sidewalk'

'or it gives the works.'

Then, he says if you kiss off

the rackets and go stuff shirt

a year from now you'll step in
and cool off the beef in square.

But it's gotta be good

so, get in at pitch.

And he do mean you.

Catch?

Catch.
Come on, Jim.

[people laughing]

Come on.

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

Quiet, quiet, you guys.

Why, I'd think there was a lot
of society reporters

wouldn't you, professor?

Alright, you guys wanna know
what goes on, huh?

- Sure.
- Sure.

Alright, I'm gonna tell you.

Now here's the way it stacks up.

From now on,
we are gonna go legit.

- Legit?
- You heard me.

Now, just as soon as I can
liquify my enterprises.

I'm quitting all rackets.
You understand?

I'm true. I'm closing up.

What about me
and my hockey team?

What am I supposed to do now?

Teach my hockey players
how to play marbles?

From what I've seen,
wouldn't hurt

if you teach 'em to play hockey.

[laughing]

That's a hard one, Jim.
Now you see, Garvey.

That's what comes
from a collegiate education.

Maybe, he should have stayed
in college.

Then you wouldn't be
soften up so much.

You..

Garvey, what you don't
understand..

What none of you guys
understand is that your rackets

are all washed up.
You are out of date.

'Holdovers from
prohibition waiting around'

'till they catch up with ya.'

Most of the big shots you
knew from five years ago

are in cemeteries now.

And the rest are in federal pens
and that's where Buck

would be if we tried
his case before a jury.

Our only prayer was to
make a deal and plead guilty.

Sure, that's right.

I could've got a 150 years.

Huh! Maybe life.

I don't get the point.

All I know was we was doing
plenty okay around here

till you hire this sap
as a mouthpiece.

Hey, Garvey, you can't talk

about my sister's kid that way.

Take it easy, Buck.

Mr. Caesar, there's
a Mr. Hiram Krispan

outside to see you.

Who is Krispan?

It's his letter from the files.

Oh!

"Hudson shelter
for homeless boys

"needs new building.

"Your generous..

Your generosity in the past.."

Oh, it's another touch.

Tell the guy, I just blew 85Gs.

'I can't dish out
no charity now.'

Wait a minute.
You're wrong, Buck.

It might be a pretty good policy
right at this time.

Remember what the judge said
about rehabilitating yourself

in becoming a useful citizen?

Yeah, you are right.
I'll see the guy.

Now, you monkeys scram back
to your cage

and I'll ring for you
when I want you.

Not me.

You think I'm easing up
in a racket unless

a quarter of million a year,
you're nuts.

I ain't got no scope master
for a nephew.

I'm staying in business
by myself.

'What are you gonna do
about it?'

(Buck)
Next, professor.

Figure that eight years
hanging over my door, will ya?

Get out of here, you guys.

I ain't gonna do nothing
about it.

Maybe, there's something in
what you say.

You know, I don't wanna have
any arguments with you.

Me and you have been pals
a long time.

- Now, Buck.
- Everything's okay.

I just said, me and him
has been pals for a longtime.

- Ain't we, Garvey?
- Yeah.

That's what you said.
So what?

So, I'm gonna give you
one ahead 'em other guys.

This.

Oh, he pulled a knife on me,
Jim, did you see him?

I'll get even for that.

This could be a most expensive
punch you ever give a guy.

Get out of here.

Go on. Get out of here
and make it..

Get out here.

(female #1)
'You are next, Mr. Krispan.'

[instrumental music]

Oh, what do you want?

- I am Mr. Krispan.
- Oh, what about it?

Buck, Mr. Krispan is the
gentleman from the boys school.

Oh! Well, how do you do,
Mr. Krispan?

I'm glad to see you.
Come right in.

I never had the pleasure of
meeting you before, Mr. Caesar.

Oh, don't stand on no
ceremonial.

Just call me Buck.

You are very kind, Mr. Buck.

Your splendid contributions
in the past

have helped my boys so much,
so very, very much.

Yes, it must cost a lot of dough
to run a reform school.

I didn't used to think so,
when I was in one.

[laughs]
Aside from the jest, however

Hudson shelter is not
a reform school. No, indeed.

You see, waivered boys are
paroled to us

from reformatories.

'We strive to develop character
and good citizenship.'

You are right. There's nothing
like good citizenship.

Of course, the state does not
provide us with funds.

We are entirely dependent
upon fine people like yourself

who realize
that as the tree gets bent

so, the tree will grow.

That's what I always say.

Uh, you may consider it
embarrassing to beg

but I am never ashamed
to do so for my boys.

[clears throat] We are endeavoring
to construct a new gymnasium.

Now, that's the ticket.

Exercise, oh.

Meet my nephew, ah,
and mouthpiece, Jim Donahue.

He's a nut on that exercise
stuff. Played hockey in college.

It's a pleasure, Mr. Donahue.

- A genuine pleasure.
- How do you do?

Mr. Krispy,
you are an okay gig.

And I'm gonna give you
five grand for your gymnasium.

Oh, how splendid, sir!

How very noble,
but I fear it's much too much.

Oh, no. Nothing's too much
for them poor kids.

It's just as you say

the more hop you shove in a tree

the more sappier
the twigs will be.

Oh, that's poetry. I like that.

Well, here you are, Mr. Krispan.

My dear, Mr. Caesar

you'll never know the depth
of my gratitude.

- You are a good man, sir.
- It's alright.

Fine and generous man.

I thank you.

- Good day, sir.
- Good day.

You too, Mr. Donahue.

I thank you both.

Oh, good day.

(Buck)
'Professor, put that gun away.'

Oh, he didn't mean
nothing personal, Mr. Krispy.

My boys will bless you.

I bet.

Jim, there's my first step
to rehabil establisment.

- I said it, Jim.
- Rehabilitation.

Oh, it's the same thing.

And it's a step
in a right direction too.

You know Buck, when that judge
spoke about

you becoming an asset to society

he was thinking of some
good work.

Doing something
for the community

to sort of square yourself.

[snaps]
I got it.

You got what?

Suppose you were
in Krispan's spot

running a school
for underprivileged kids.

Are you crazy? What'd I be
doing runnin' a school?

Keeping out of trouble
for one thing.

You'd be where those big fist
of yours

couldn't get you in a jam.

Say, that's not a bad idea.

You'd be doing something
really worthwhile.

A year of that and a judge
couldn't help but see the light.

Yeah. I think we thought of
something there, Jim.

Yeah, we sure did.

Now, if we can only think of
a way to get you appointed.

Yeah, if I could get appoint..

Appointed?
I will take the joint over.

Now look, after lunch we'll
run over to see Johnny Callahan.

You know, he owes me a lot
of favors and he's got

lot of influence
with that welfare association.

- Jim, it's a cinch.
- Now you are talking.

You are no longer Buck Caesar,
the racketeer

Dr. Caesar, the pedagogue.

You bet your life..

Jim, what kind of a crack
was that-that pedadogie?

Pedagogue, it means teacher.

- Oh, learning people, huh?
- Yeah.

Oh, rebuild-a-habitation.

Pedad-d.. I'll learn them
monkeys. Come on.

[instrumental music]

- Mr. Krispan.
- Hardy.

Did you have a nice trip,
Uncle Hiram?

Very profitable, Elmer.
Very profitable.

Whom did you see?

Just Buck Caesar,
the notorious hoodlum.

But he made a sizeable donation.

Eavesdropping, eh?

We put people in cool room
for that.

Get out.

Any news at Alden family?

Well, that Jones boy is still
in solitary confinement

on bread and water,
just like you said.

He'll learn.

Tony Marco's whole gang ducked

3 o'clock roll call
this afternoon.

Oh, they did, did they?

I guess that teacher, Ms. Avery

took them into Barnsdale
in station wagon.

No, you must discourage the boys
from leaving the grounds.

Send them all to me,
when they get back.

Yes, I will.

[engine revving]

(Elmer)
Just a minute, Ms. Avery.

Yes, Mr. Krispan.

My uncle is back from New York.

He wants to see you in his
office right away.

Very well.

[engine revving]

I handle some of them
supplies for you, Ms. Avery.

Don't bother.
I'll take care of them later.

It is no bother at all.

Always glad to help a lady.

Why, must've been dusty
on the road.

Just look at that.

[boys groaning]

Oh, please.

[indistinct scream]

- 'Ow!'
- 'Oh, my leg.'

Thought you'd fool somebody, eh?

Come on, get out of here,
you little rats.

Hurry up.
Get out, I tell you.

Get out of here.

Get out of here.

Anymore supplies, Ms. Avery.

No, no, that's all.

[dramatic music]

(Elmer)
'Why, you little..'

- Please, please don't.
- Don't hit him.

- He didn't do nothing.
- Shut up.

Get out of there. Come on.

[dog barks]

Ow!

Get out. Hurry up.

Come on, you guys.
Line up, line up there.

Hurry it up.
Hurry it up.

Well, took your own sweet time
about coming back, didn't you?

I'm sorry, Ms. Krispan.

My brother has a thing or two
to say to you.

What do you suppose
the towns people thought

seeing a teacher
from the shelter hobnobbing

with a gang of rowdy inmates?

The boys behaved very well.

- Bad alike.
- What did you say?

I-I said the tacks,
we-we forgot the thumb tacks.

(Elmer) Come on,
you hurry up. Follow me.

Please, Mr. Krispan,
if the boys are in trouble

I'm one responsible.

We'll discuss that at
another time, Ms. Avery.

You may go now.

If that's what you wanted.

[Joey coughing]

(Hiram)
'I'm deeply shocked, boys'

by what you have done.

Deeply shocked.

But you may consider yourselves
fortunate.

There are days when I feel
the urge to be lenient.

This is one of those days.

- Elmer.
- Yes, Uncle Hiram.

We'll just give
these boys a week

of missing their evening meals.

What do you mean
no chow at night for a week?

We don't get enough as it is.

- Shut up.
- Oye!

(Tony)
'Okay, screw.'

You can sock me too
if you wanna.

Mr. Krispan, you can't let
Joey here go without no meals.

Look at him. Can't you see
he's sick, the way he coughs.

If Joey wasn't such a bad boy.
He'll get well.

Take them out, Elmer, and send
them back to their dormitories.

Alright, come on, hurry it up
now. The party is over.

You wait, Tony,
I wanna talk to you.

[Joey coughs]

Come on, get going.

Tony... that hiding away
in that station wagon..

...whose idea was it?

I don't know.

Somebody told me,
it was Joey Richards.

You know, sick boy off
for a good time..

No, that ain't true.

If you wanna know
whose idea it was..

...it was mine.

Hmm.

You believe in taking blame
for everything, don't you, Tony?

Well, we'll have to see if we
can break you of that habit.

Come along, my boy.

(Hiram) Here we are.
Cool room for hot heads.

Perhaps, this will chill
your passion

for breaking the rules of
this institution.

In you go.

Have this blocked, will ya?

The temperature is pretty low
in there, Uncle Hiram.

Do you think he can stand it?

We'll soon find out.

[clock ticks]

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[music continues]

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

Who... told you to..

...let me out?

Nobody told me.

I just couldn't let you stay
in there, that's all.

[drum clangs]

[intense music]

[instrumental music]

Beat it, kid.

- Watch your step.
- Okay.

It's quite evident to me
you're just being stubborn.

You must've heard something.

Now, where is Tony Marco?

Mr. Krispan, even if I knew
I wouldn't tell you.

Oh, indeed.

Well, Ms. Avery, I've tolerated
a great deal from you

out of respect
for your late father.

A fine man.

'But this is the finish.'

'You've been a consistent
troublemaker'

in the good position
we created for you.

So, now I think you'd better
pack up and get out.

You bet I will.

'You created nothing
for me, Mr. Krispan.'

'I'm not one of
your relatives.'

'I only stayed here this long,
so that I might help'

'those boys if I could.'

They are the ones
I feel sorry for.

'Cause really, Mr. Krispan
to be fired by you is an honor.

Wait a minute, sister.

You are alright.
Stick around a while.

- I'm Buck Caesar.
- Buck Caesar?

Oh, you heard of me, huh?

Yes, I've heard of you.

Oh, Mr. Caesar.
This is indeed a pleasure.

Yeah. And the pleasure
is pari-mutuel, Krispy.

Get a load of that.
My authorization.

We are gonna work together.
Like partners.

But I-I don't understand.

You mean to say,
that you've been made

a supervisor of this shelter?

Yeah. But you are okay
with me, sister.

You've got nothing
to worry about.

Nothing but the welfare
of 200 boys.

This place has bad enough,
but at least

it hasn't been run
by gunmen and hoodlums.

You'll excuse me if I leave.

[door shuts]

Jim, I don't think
that dame likes me.

She's crazy about you.

Oh, yeah..

But they can't do this to me,
I'll contest it.

Why, I founded this institution.

Okay, you found it,
so, you keep it.

You ain't out. We are all gonna
pitch in and help ya.

Me and Jim
and the professor here.

'You remember the professor?'

'Best bodyguard
in the business.'

Twelve years ago, I told him
to keep his mouth shut

and he ain't spoke a word since.

We just want to be of service,
Mr. Krispan.

You see, Buck is retired
from business

but he wants to do
something useful.

He can't just sit around.

Oh, yeah, I'd get
in lot of trouble

if I didn't have something
useful to do.

I'm the guy that's got
to keep occupated.

Well, of course, your interest
here will be mainly financial?

Oh, I wouldn't take no pay
for it.

Well, I didn't mean
that exactly.

Now Mr. Krispy,
here's what's on my mind.

Hardy, may I speak
to Joey Richards a minute?

Oh, of course, Ms. Avery.

[whistle blows]

(Hardy)
'Oh, Richards, stand over here.'

[whistle blows]

Ms. Avery wants to speak to you.

- Thanks, Hardy.
- Hello, Ms. Avery.

Joey, I know you boys are
worried about Tony.

We sure are, Ms. Avery.

Do you know anything about him?

He's alright.
He's at my house.

At your house?

Gee, I know that they won't look
for him there.

You are a right guy, Ms. Avery.

You are a right guy too, Joey.

I'm sorry I won't be
with you anymore.

What do you mean?

You ain't quitting, are you?

No, Mr. Krispan beat me to it.
He fired me.

- He fired you?
- Yeah.

Gee, this is tough, Ms. Avery.

[sniffles]

- He can't do that.
- Don't worry.

I'll be more help you outside
than I'll here.

Maybe I can make
the welfare board realize

what kind of place this is.

Now, now.
You get back to work.

Everything's going
to be alright.

Goodbye, Joey.

Goodbye, Ms. Avery.

- Hey, Gyp.
- What?

Ms. Avery, she's been fired.

What are dribbling about?
What?!

Yes, she's leaving now.
She's been fired.

She just told me so herself.

Wait a minute.
He can't do anything like that.

- Like what?
- Like firing Ms. Avery.

That lug just fired Ms. Avery.

- How can he?
- Fired her?

Where did you get that stuff?
What are you tryna' give us?

She just told me so.

Alright. We'll go and have
a little talk with him.

Shh!

Hey! Hey you guys.
Go on. Get back to work.

Wait a minute.

Do you know what Krispan done?
He fired Ms. Avery.

Yeah, we wanna see him
right away too.

- We only wanna speak to him.
- Yeah, well, get back to work.

- Go on, get him...
- Come on, quit your shoving.

Listen, clown,
we are gonna talk to Krispan

whether you like it or not, see.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Right, Tell Hardy, Hardy,
get the firehose, turn it on.

[clamoring]

Our system is based on peace
and harmony.

[glass shattering]

Peace and what?

A riot.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct yelling]

- Gangsters.
- Ah, don't worry.

We'll take care of them, lug.

Put that gun away.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct yelling]

What's going on here, Krispy?
What is this?

You know who I am right here?
I'm the new boss.

- I'm Buck Caesar!
- Raise your sights.

[water spraying]

Go! Get them.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct yelling]

Get 'em back to the dormitories,
every one of them. Do you hear?

Somebody's gonna pay for this.

[indistinct shouting]

Say, I never saw a bunch of kids

like that in my..
I don't think them kids like me.

- I can hardly get 'em to stop.
- What you thinking about?

They gave you a bath, didn't they?

Oh, I know, but something's
gotta be done about this.

Jim, where have you been
all this time with my clothes?

Down in the kitchen
getting them dried.

Buck, there's something
all wrong around this place.

Yeah, these damn little
gorillas, that's wrong.

Yeah, well maybe,
it's not their fault.

You ought to see the meal
they are whipping up

for 'em down in that kitchen.

You wouldn't feed it to a cop.

- Is it that bad?
- Yeah.

I just came through
the dormitory, they are filthy.

Yeah. We gotta do
something about that.

Our first step
is to find that girl.

Krispan fired this morning
and have a talk with her.

Oh! After what she said?

Oh, she wouldn't talk to me, Jim.

- I'll protect you.
- Yeah, right.

Oh, that settles the 150 bucks
for a suit

I probably said it wouldn't
shrink.

And it shrinked.

And now I can't go
and see a dame

with clothes like this.

And neither can you.

What we should ought to do
is wait right here

until the professor
brings our clothes.

[cloth rips]

Now we gotta wait.

Ms. Avery, oh, I know, I've been
a hoodlum and all that? Okay.

But that's all changed now.

I came up here to see
if I can do something good.

- For yourself, of course.
- Yes.

No, that ain't true.
Is it, Jim?

No, he is really sincere,
Ms. Avery.

I wish you believe that.

I wish I could.

Now listen, Ms. Avery.

If I wasn't legit

why should I wanna takeover

a joint like that?

Now this is why we came up
to see you.

After me and Jim gave the joint
that once over

we figured that maybe
them poor little kids

is being chiseled and chipped
out all that dough

that me and the mother suckers
have been

contributing and donating
around here.

And you're just the girl
to know about that finagling

if that's the situation.

- Won't you sit down.
- Thanks.

Tony, come here for a minute.

Ms. Avery?

It's okay, Tony.

This is Mr. Buck Caesar.

Buck Caesar?

Oh, yeah. I've seen your picture
in the paper.

- Hi.
- Hi, kid.

Tony, I want you to tell
Mr. Caesar and his friend

just what you boys think
about the Hudson Shelter.

Shelter is rich.

We call it Hell's kitchen
over there

and sometimes,
we don't say kitchen.

'We're in that kind of joint
we would rather be'

'back in reform school.'

That's funny, I always thought they
were pretty tough at reform schools.

Yeah, at least they give you a decent
feed they don't shove you in no cool room.

Cool room? What's that?

The refrigerator where
they keep the meat.

It's freezing in there,
colder than Krispan's heart.

Oh, that's the kind of a joint
I've been donating to, huh?

Oh, so you're on
his suckers list too.

Say, Krispan don't stop
no place, does he?

I bet he wanted some dough
for a new library.

No, it wasn't that. It was..

It was a gymnasium, you see.

Oh, last year, it was a library.

Only we ain't seen it yet.

And you like that guy Krispy.

Now there's an 18 carat
brand new kind of a chiseler.

Jim, it's funny. I never thought
of a racket like that.

Robbing kids, eh?
Oh, I wouldn't do that.

Now you see, Ms. Avery,
that's why we had

to come over and talk to you.

We gotta change all that.

Say how can you change it?

Mr. Caesar is going
to run the place, Tony.

So, Krispy fired you, huh?

Well, that's too bad.

[laughing]

Now Buck Caesar is rehiring you
at more dough.

'Now where do we go
from here.'

Mr. Caesar, did you ever
see a picture

about a priest out west?
Father Flanagan?

Who runs a boys home
just like a town?

Oh, I never go to pictures.

I can't sit still long enough.

Well, you sit through that one.

Because it shows you
what can be done

when a home is run with honesty

and kindness and understanding.

School like that's
making good citizens

out of waste from the street.

And we could do the same thing
here if..

Oh, what's the use
of talking about it?

Oh, go on. I like to see you get
all excited like that.

Well, if I had the chance

that's just the way
I'd run this place.

I'd let the boys decide
themselves

to be honest and decent
and respectable.

Since the shelter's the only
home they know

I'd give it to them outright.

I'd let them have their own
government their own court.

Oh, court!
I know all about them.

I'm a way ahead of you.
Go on, go on, Ms. Avery.

[instrumental music]

Well, that's the way
it's gonna be, kids.

From now on, the shelter belongs
to you and you're gonna run it.

Well, actually we're gonna
help you run it

'but you'll be mostly
on your own.'

'Why, there ain't nothing
to it.'

Supposing this is a town

like any other town, eh?

We gotta get ourselves
a mayor and-and a treasurer

and a district attorney
and a chief of police

and everything else
that goes with it.

Oh, well, accepting a graft,
of course.

And then.. And there's..

- Tell them about the court.
- Oh, oh, oh, yeah, the court.

Now look,
supposing some guy tries

to put over a crooked deal.
Okay.

'The chief of police nabs him,
the district attorney grabs him'

'and he's brought up before
the court, see.'

And he's given a fair
and square trial

with a judge and a jury.

Well, naturally he's got
his own mouthpiece

and he tries to beat the rap.

Everything
on the up and up, see.

And, and then a court..

[clears throat]

About the work they do.

Oh, yes.

Everybody's gonna get paid for
what work they do too.

[applauding]

How much wages do we get paid?

Uh, now wait a minute.

Don't go starting a union
or nothing.

Hey, we gotta work out a scale

and that's gonna take time.

How do we know he ain't handing
us lot of double talk?

How do we know that, huh?

[indistinct chatter]

Looks like we got
an agitator in the joint.

- Tell them about the sports.
- Oh, the sport.

[gavel thudding]

Come on, quiet.
Quiet, you fellas.

[gavel thudding]

Come on, quiet, you fellas.

We're only gonna work
five days a week.

- Atta boy! Now you're talking.
- Yeah.

[cheering]

Good.

And every Saturday
is gonna be a holiday.

[cheering]

Well.. And we're gonna have some
nice, clean, healthy sports.

Now don't tell us you want us
to play Post Office.

[all laughing]

Post Office?

[laughing]

Hey you, why don't you stop
popping off.

Now this guy here
is Mr. Donahue.

And he ain't no muck neither.

He can learn you how to play
that ice hockey

better than 'em eskimos.

Heh! He was a champion
at in his college.

- What do we use for ice?
- Krispan.

[all laughing]

Krispan.

That's a funny one, eh?

Now, quiet! Quiet!

I got that ice
all figured out too.

Now we're gonna remodel
that old barn, you guys.

We're gonna put down
a water floor

and lay some aluminum pipes

just like they do in the garden.

And we ain't gonna have
no palooka team neither.

Now, if you like the idea

you gotta get in there and play
with all your heart.

And we'll get together a team
that we can be proud of.

[all cheering]

Now, the first thing we gotta do

we gotta nominate somebody
for mayor.

Now that's up to you guys.
Now go ahead.

Who nominates who for mayor?

Tony Marco.

[all cheer]

Why do you think Tony Marco
should ought to be mayor?

'Cause he can whoop any guy
in the cellar.

Swell! And I second
the nomination.

Wait a minute.

Tony Marco, or no two guys
like him take me, see.

You guys want him to be mayor,
that's alright, that's alright.

If he ever tries to tell me off

I'll kick his teeth
down his throat.

[clamoring]

Alright, boys!

Oh, there goes our whole setup.

Now what do we do?

- Let me talk to them.
- Yeah. Quiet!

Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!

Hey! Sit down there!

Sit down and be quiet.

Now be quiet.

Mr. Chairman, I'd like to make
a nomination

for chief of police.

I nominate the boy I think
best suited for the job.

Gyp Haller.

[cheering]

Yeah, alright, Gyp.

[laughing]

Tony Marco, since you seem to be

'the unanimous choice for mayor'

'will you second my nomination
of Gyp?'

Will you, Tony?

Go on, Tony. Be a sport.

Okay, I'll second
the nomination.

Thank you, there.

[cheering]

Now we're gonna have nominations
for treasurer.

I nominate
Patrick Henry Rosenbloom.

Well, who is
Patrick Henry Rosenbloom?

That's me.

[all laughing]

(Sarah) 'You're a
fool Hiram Krispan.'

Sitting there doing nothing

letting this gangster
walk all over you.

On the contrary, I know exactly
what I'm doing.

Exactly what I'm doing.

In the last few weeks,
Mr. Caesar has been spending

his own money lavishly.

But that cannot last long
with his rackets washed up.

Such language.

Meanwhile, rather than submit
to gangster rule.

I am as a good citizen

holding all the other
contributions

in trust temporarily.

When the day of reckoning comes

the donors will assume
that Mr. Caesar

has squandered their money

on orgies.

And if this hoodlum ever
finds out

you're holding out on him

he'll murder us all in our beds.

He won't find out.

He'll be far away by then,
I'm sure.

My friend in the city

Mr. Callahan,
the political leader

recently introduced me

to a former associate
of Buck Caesar's

a man named Garvey.

Mr. Garvey hates Mr. Caesar
very cordially.

He'll find a way to rid
Hudson shelter off Mr. Caesar.

Yes, indeed.

He'll find a way.

Alright, let's stay on side
and make this good now.

[hockey bats clanging]

Come on,
play hard in there, Tony.

Gotcha, boy. Come on, eh.
Go out there and block that.

Block that, get out of there.

Go! Get them clinches
like that. What's the matter?

- Hey, where are you going?
- On the yards, I'm gonna play.

Oh, Jim said that
you ain't so hot.

Yeah, but I've been practicing.

Oh, what are you doing
with that cage on your head?

You think I wanna get hit with
a puck and square my snozzle?

Spoil it? Go on!

[bat clacking]

Hey, get off the ice.

Get off the way..
Get out of there.

[laughing]

[whistles]

You can get by with that snozzle

but not with that skating.

Well, Jim.
How's it going?

Seven weeks practice
and three games won

they may not play good,
but they play rough.

No, they can play good too.
Hey, get a load of that.

We got a regular game now.

"Gladstone school for orphans."

A week from Sunday.

That isn't a game,
it's a set up.

Oh, sure we'll smut 'em.

Just like we do them other guys.

But that ain't all.

For this game, I booked
the New York Ice Palace.

- The New York Ice Palace?
- Yeah.

- Are you daffy?
- No.

Where's the money coming from?

Oh, don't worry about that.

Listen, I told you this morning

you're down to your
last six grand.

You seem to forget that you
haven't got any more rackets

you washed them all up.

I know, but the shelter,
you know.

Stop kidding yourself.

You know you've been spending
all your own dough up here.

There hasn't been a single
donation for the shelter

since you took over.

Think of the publicity.

Reform school versus
orphan asylum.

Gee, that ought to get 'em in.

- See, how I figure, Jim?
- No, I don't.

But I suppose this time it can't
hurt anything, we can't lose.

Lose? Say, listen.

A couple of stunts like this

and we'll have to build
our own bank.

Just to handle 'em
donation checks.

[laughing]
You leave it to your Uncle Buck.

- Okay.
- Alright. So long, Jim.

- Mr. Garvey, Mr. Garvey!
- Oh, what is it, pal?

You'll never guess
what Buck Caesar's done now.

'He's engaged the New York
Ice Palace'

'for a hockey game
a week from Sunday.'

No kidding, you don't tell me.

Ha, ha. But I do tell you,
Mr. Garvey. I do indeed.

Fool and his money.

Who is his team playing against?

The Gladstone school for orphans

an obscure place to be sure.

I don't know whatever
gave him the idea.

Well, maybe it was a friend
of his.

Sit down, sit down, Mr. Krispan,
relax.

Look, you told me you'd covered
the donations angle.

And the guy is getting down
to broke.

So, what am I supposed to do?

Wait around, not help him along?

I-I'm afraid
I don't quite follow.

Neither did Buck.

That's the beauty of it.

I fixed up that match.

And through another pal,
I planted the idea

in that big vacant skull of his
to hire himself the Ice Palace.

Ha-ha, neat, huh?

[chuckles]
Yes, but why?

Why do you think?

Because Buck Caesar is a muck,
he'll bet on anything.

The weather, how you're feeling,
anything.

Now this is gonna shock you,
Mr. Krispan.

But when a crazy guy
like that bets

sometimes he bets more than
he's got.

How frightful!

Of course, when a guy like that
wins, it's okay

but when a guy like that loses..

Hm-hm.

I gather your point.

But of course it's impossible
to foresee

who is going to win.

Well, that depends.

For instance,
the Belvedere sports club

which is me has got some of

the most charming hockey players

you ever cracked a skull with.

They're orphans too.

The coach of the Gladstone team
is dying to do me a favor.

So, at the right minute,
we put my orphans

into his orphan's sweaters and..

Oh, but Mr. Garvey,
you can't do that.

Why, Buck Caesar is certain
to find out.

He's a violent man,
Mr. Garvey.

'I feel sure
he'd make trouble.'

You think so?

Why, he may recognize
your orphans.

I gotta hand it to you,
Mr. Krispan

you see right through
to the end.

So, you and me are sitting there

where he's gonna sock me
in the jaw.

Eight year's probation.

Eight years in the federal pen.

We won't mind getting socked
the jaw

will we, Mr. Krispan, huh?

[laughing]
No.

[laughing]

[upbeat music]

Oh, we ain't got nothing
to worry about.

We'll take them
Gladstone palookas

like Napoleon took Richmond.

S. Grant took Richmond.

Oh, man, Napoleon..

What's the difference?
It was took.

Hey, professor,
did you mail 'em seat

to Judge Tanner like I told you?

I sent some box seats
to the judge

that put me on probation.

I want him to see
what a changed guy I am.

- It's a wonderful idea.
- Yeah.

Me and Jim figured that one out.

[brakes squealing]

Talk to your pal.

- 'Hello, Buck.'
- Hi.

- 'Where you been at?'
- You alright, pal?

- 'Hi, how is the team? Okay?'
- I'll say.

Well, if it ain't me old boss,
Buck Caesar.

- How are you, Buck?
- Hi.

They tell me that team of yours
looks pretty good.

- They're alright.
- Maybe but I know my hockey.

I think those Gladstone boys
are a cinch.

Well, that's your opinion.
I got mine too.

Yeah, but I ain't afraid
to back mine up.

Beth, go on into the box,
I'll be there in just a minute.

Well, rubber lip.
Let's see your dough.

Right here.
Five fat Gs.

Five Gs..

Sure, of course you wanna
make a small bet.

You better go down
the drug store

they got nickel machines.

Why don't you button your lip,
tin horn?

You know I ain't a guy
to run around

with lot of dough
in my kick like that.

- Well, that's too bad.
- But I can get it.

I got friends.

Professor, get me a cab.

Hey, this old weasel
with him looks honest here.

- We'll let him hold it.
- That's okay with me.

And you, freeze right there.

Oh, hello, judge.
How are you, judge?

Gee, it was swell
of you to come.

Very kind of you to invite us.

Oh, this is Mr. Caesar.
My wife.

- Uh, this is Mrs. Williams.
- Hi.

Did you get the duckets, judge?

- The what?
- [indistinct]

- The tickets.
- Oh, yeah, sure. Thank you.

Oh, you're gonna see
a swell game, Your Honor.

I'm sure we will.

I've been hearing some
fine things

about you, Caesar.

Keep up the good work.

I will. Thanks.
Just go right in.

As long as Buck ain't gonna
be here for a while

go and tell the coach to send in
the shock troops right away.

No use taking chances.

- Hello, Jim.
- Hello, Beth.

- Say, where's Buck?
- He said he'll be in a minute.

- How does it look?
- Oh, it's a bag.

That is providing
we can keep our savages

out of the penalty box.

If you guys is nice to me maybe
I'll send you in later.

Who is running this team?

You and me.

I knew I was right
about that man, Margaret.

See what he's made of himself?

If I do say so, I'm a shrewd
judge of character.

- Of course you are, my dear.
- Yeah.

And so the ladies and gentlemen
of the radio audience

the two teams are now
coming out on the ice.

Both look ready and fit.

It figures to be
a very close game.

[crowd applauding]

[referee whistles]

[referee whistles]

[Tony grunting]

[crowd cheering]

[clanking]

[grunts]

[thudding]

[indistinct yelling]

[whistle blows]

And they score!

That first blood for Gladstone

ladies and gentlemen,
a goal by Siers

on an assist from Wesserman.

Those Gladstone boys
are plenty rough.

[audience cheer]

I appreciate this, Nick,
you're my pal

and I ain't gonna
forget it, really.

I hope you're not making
a mistake, Buck.

No, don't worry about that.

This guy Garvey is a big sucker.

And I'll be back right after
the game with the dough too.

Goodnight.

[audience cheer]

That friends makes the score
five to nothing

in favor of Gladstone.

For some reason or other,
the Hudson shelter boys

can't seem to get going.

[whistle blows]

[clanking]

(male #3)
'Hey! Come on, boys!'

'Come on! Hey!'

[thudding]

[crowd cheering]

That makes it six to nothing,
ladies and gentlemen

and there are two minutes
to play in the second period.

Either Gladstone is very good

or Hudson shelter is very bad.

Or maybe it's a combination
of both.

[whistle blows]

Here you are, Krispy.

You're now holding 10,000 bucks.

And none of it is yours.

Keep your eye on him, professor.

[whistle blows]

[cheering]

There it is, folks.
Gladstone scores again.

- Here comes Buck.
- Get a load of that, Krissy.

He don't look any too happy,
does he?

Seven to nothing, huh?

Who are the monkey's gonna
score like that that? Why the...

(Garvey)
'Hey, how do you like it, Buck?'

- Seven to nothing.
- Oh, I don't like it.

Mr. Krispan, you got that dough?

Yes, I have it.
Yours and Mr. Caesar's.

Well, stick around.
I'll be collecting.

What goes on here, Beth?

- Buck, it has been terrible.
- Yeah?

Hey, you monkeys! Get in there
and play, will you?

[whistle blows]

Hudson Shelter boys now trail
by seven goals

and the parade has one more
stanza to go.

[band music]

Buck, why don't you go to the
dressing room, and talk to the boys?

Oh, what would I talk about?

Oh, tell them about your alma mater,
and build up their morale.

You know the things
a coach would say.

Oh, that's a swell idea, Beth.
I'll be right back.

Maybe he's gonna get mad.

It's the big idea.

What's the matter with you guys?

Why 'em Gladstone orphans
are no good.

They can't do this to you.

They can't, huh?
Well, they're doing it.

Yeah, if they're orphans,
I'm an Indian.

You mean anti-Indians,
you think them sticks

with Tommy Locks or something.

Alright, alright.

We can't get high hysterical
about this thing.

If we do, our moral growth
all shot to pieces.

You gotta go out there and fight
for our alma motor.

What's that?

You don't mean to tell me
what your alma motor is?

Why I thought every boy
know that.

And the point is,
them Gladstone guys are saying

that you ain't got
no alma motor.

Now that's a dirty crack
that I wouldn't stand for

if I were you guys.

Where's Buck?

He's gone to the dressing room
to talk to the boys.

Eh, that won't do much good.

I just found out that Gladstone
players are pros.

- Ringers.
- Ringers?

That's a frame, I guess,
the old harpoon.

Somebody's got it in for Buck.

- We gotta tell him.
- Oh, we can't do that.

He'd only blow his topper
and start a riot.

Somebody will go to the house
fiddlin', Buck will go to jail.

Now look, fellas.

When you go out there on the ice

this next period

do what I tell you to do.

Just kick the stuffings
out of them guys.

But don't kick 'em
on the referee

because you know,
that would be a foul.

Will you get away from me,
don't you see, I'm busy?

Now go out there and fight
for decency

and democracy and Americanism

and for the five Gs
I've got on you.

And don't forget what Buck told
us about, your alma motors.

Yeah now go out there
and fight, you guys.

You know the old spirit.

Atta boy!
Get out there and fight hard.

Boy, they're gonna do it
this time too.

Oh, what do you want?

Are you sure?

Come on, with me.

That's a shame to take panty
from baby.

Well, a guy's gotta eat.

Let's get out of here these
hinky dinky sweater.

That's Garvey's business.

Hey, what is this?

Hiya, Buck.

Since when did you
become an orphan?

[chuckles]

Well, Putrovlic, huh?

Used to work for me, didn't you?

Things ain't so good
since you quit the racket.

Oh-ho! Hannaday.

Lucas.

Well, I take I know who you guys
are working for.

Hey, why don't you get out of
here and go back to your kids?

What are you trying to do,
starch them?

Yeah, I'll starch them.

Go on, out all you guys, fellas.

Hey, come on, fellas, come on.

Here he comes.
Won't be long now.

Any cops around?

Yeah, plenty of them.

Get out of there, Get back
out of there.

Come on.
Get out of the way, you.

Hey, listen, you rat.

You sent them ringers in there.

- Didn't you?
- 'Sure I did.'

They're working for you,
ain't they?

And you fixed 'em bets?
Don't they?

Yeah, that's right. What're you
going to do about it?

What do I got to do about it?

[screaming]

Buck, you sap,
you're on probation.

Get out of here, you.

[thudding]

Judge of character.

That man ought to have been
sent to Alcatraz.

- To Siberia.
- Yes, my dear. Yes, my dear.

[hockey sticks clacking]

[referee whistling]

[clamoring]

[bottle shatters]

He's up! He's up!
He's down! He's down!

He's up! They're both down!
They're both up!

[clamoring continues]

[referee blows whistle]

[indistinct chatter]

[gunshots]

[all screaming]

Over here somewhere!

[crowd clamoring]

Buck! The cops!
We gotta get outta here!

[indistinct chatter]

[bottle shatters]

[dramatic music]

Beth, did you
phone the hospital?

Yes, yes,
concussion of the brain

a fractured skull
where he hit the ice.

Oh, I hope he don't croak.

It's his own fault, standing
there begging me to sock him!

Buck, you don't seem to realize
you're in a real jam this time.

Even if Garvey lives,
you've broken probation.

That's eight years, and if he
rolls over, it's manslaughter.

Oh, they got me
comin' and goin'.

Beth, try to contact Floogie,
will ya?

Have him cover the hospital
day and night.

Buck will be in the hotel
at Pineville.

Pineville?

I never heard of that joint.

So much the better.

Oh, I bet it'll be quiet

I won't be able to sleep.

How far is that
from the shelter?

Couple of hours,
but for the love of Mike

don't go back there. That's
the first place they'll look.

You show up at the shelter
and you're finished.

Don't worry, Buck.

Jim and I'll take care of
things at the shelter.

When will you be back, Jim?

Soon as I'm sure Buck
won't be too lonesome.

I figure Tuesday afternoon
about 4 o'clock.

There's an old saying,
and it's always true.

"Every cloud's
got a silver lining."

What brought that on, Buck?

I don't know, it's just taken.

You know, Jim,
nobody'll ever take me

for a guy on the lam.

- Why not?
- 'Why not?'

Well, I'm not that type.

With my kisser and a big cigar
and dressed like I am?

Hey, they'll take me for a
retard philanthropist.

[chuckles]

Yes, Mr. Peterson,
you'll like this room.

Best one in the Pineville House.

No trouble getting
a nice rest here.

Yeah, looks like
the first cousin to a morgue.

You'll get a beautiful view,
Mr. Peterson.

And here's a comfortable chair.

Yeah.
You ever seen a chair like this?

No.

It's a rocking chair, you know?

Last man we had in this room
used to sit for hours

just a-rockin' and a lookin'

a lookin' and a-rockin'.

Came for a week,
stayed two years.

Send me up some yarn, Jim,
and I'll do some knitting.

That's where you're wrong,
Mr. Peterson.

There ain't nothin' like
sittin' and rockin'

in a good easy chair.

It's soothin' and relaxin'.

'Like bein' in front
of a big open fire'

or eatin' candies
sweet potatoes.

Now here last winter, I was plum
worried about the mortgage.

Didn't know what I was gonna do.

When I sat in this chair..

...just a rockin'
back and forth

'forth and back.'

'and all at once
I just seemed to know'

somehow that everything
was going to fit together.

And it did,
Mr. Peterson, it did.

- What?
- I got the mortgage renewed.

Yes, sir!

If you'll just sit and rock

you'll find that all
your troubles fade away

and don't seem
to matter no more.

Try it, Mr. Peterson. Try it.

Got something for you too, sir.

Rooming is nice as this one but
wait till you see that bathtub.

Don't tell me that rocks, too.

[instrumental music]

[clatters]

[indistinct chatter]

(boy #1)
'Get a load of that blackboard!'

'"Notice effective immediately'

'by Mr. Krispan's order."'

(boy #2) '"Buck Caesar is no
longer connected with this instit..'

'Institution."'

You think he [indistinct],
do you think?

Yeah, looks like maybe he did.

Now look, fellas.

I don't know what's the
big idea of this notice

but I'm tellin' you it's a lie.

Maybe if you used your brains,
you'd figure out

that Buck is in
some kind of a jam

on account of socking that
big dope in the Ice Palace.

So he had to take it on the lam.

But he'll be back,
you can take it from me.

[clapping]
Very stirring indeed.

But I must inform you that
you're very much mistaken.

The law will make certain
that your hoodlum playmate

'never returns here.'

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Therefore, beginning at once,
the changes and liberties

which that gangster put into
effect out to be abolished.

From today on, this shelter
will be conducted properly

as it was before he came here.

Where's Buck now?
Why ain't he coming back?

First, because I don't want him.

Second, because the police do.

He's violated probation

brutally assaulted
a peaceful citizen

after making a dishonest wager.

And furthermore, he's been
stealing the funds

of this institution
for the past three months.

He's nothing but a cheap drafter
and a common pickpocket.

- You're a liar, Krispan!
- Joey!

Lost your temper,
didn't you, Joey?

Alright, guards, it's time for
the boys to go back to work.

(guard) 'Alright, come on,
break it up. Get out of here, hurry up!'

Hardy. You'll follow me.

Come along, Joey.

[coughs]

[dramatic music]

[Joey coughs]

Open it up.

I don't know about this,
Mr. Krispan.

This boy ain't well, you know.
Don't you think the...

I think you'd better do
as you're told, Hardy

unless you want somebody
else to take your job.

Open it up.

Yes, sir.

[barks]

And another thing,
I want no more animals

in this shelter, understand?

He must have seen me here,
Mr. Krispan

and, well, run over.

He don't know no better.

Take that dog out and shoot him.

But, Mr. Krispan, please.

Please don't kill Spuddy.
He ain't done nothing.

He's an awful good dog.

You heard what I said.
Lock him up.

I'm sick of all this sniveling.
Do as I tell you.

[whines]

You go, kid.

Mr. Hardy, don't kill Spuddy.

Please. Let me have him.

Give him to me.

I'll keep him quiet and
nobody'll know the difference.

[sniffles]

Let him stay with me.

He don't wanna die.

Look, kid..

...you don't want to
take him with ya.

Yeah.

But you don't have to kill him,
Mr. Hardy.

Honest. He's an awful good dog.

And, and he likes ya.

'I seen him followin' ya
lots of times.'

Sorry, kid.

Look, just put him out the gate

and, and kick him
a couple of times

and... maybe his feelings
will be so hurt

he, he won't even
come back again.

Go on.

Will ya?

Okay, kid.

[coughing]

[sniffles]
Goodbye, Spud.

[mellow music]

[bolt clicking]

Beat it, mutt!

[music continues]

Another thing.

I think you'd better place
a guard outside the cool room.

We'll make quite certain that
little Joey doesn't get out.

It's a good idea.

What's the meaning of this?

I said I wanted
that animal destroyed.

Well, I didn't hear
nothing about it.

I told hardy distinctly.

Ah, he's too chicken-hearted.

I think we ought to
get rid of him.

[whistles]
Come here, you.

Never mind.
I'll take care of the dog.

You put that guard
at the cool room

and tell Hardy I want to
see him. Give me your gun.

[whistling]

[dramatic music]

[whistling]

[whistling continues]

[whistling]

[instrumental music]

Hey! Come back here!

Hey! You, you little mongrel.

Nice little doggy.

[whistles]
Doggy, come here. Come here.

'Nice little doggy.'

Nice little puppy.
Come on, come on, come on.

Come..

'Come on.'

'Here, doggy, doggy, doggy.'

[Krispan whistles]

Come on, puppy.
Nice little dog.

You dirty little..
Hey, come on, you. Come..

[clock ticking]

Ace, supposing he keeps Joey
in there all night?

He wouldn't dare do that.
Joey's too sick.

I don't know. He's been in the
cool room for nine hours now.

Yeah, even you was never in
that long, was you, Tony?

You wouldn't be neither
if Krispan hadn't put the guards

on the door. I'd let him out,
same as he did me.

[dramatic music]

(boy)
'Hey, fellas.'

(Tony)
Joey..

I think I better see Mr. Krispan
and get a doctor.

Joey?

Joey!

Gyp.

Here, rub his hands.
He's freezing cold.

[mellow music]

You'll be alright, kid.

Joey?
Joey, can't you hear me?

Don't give up. You got to keep
the blood in circulation.

Don't give up, Tony.

Come on. [indistinct]

Don't give up.

[dramatic music]

Joey!

[mellow music]

[sobbing]

And I tell you, you better
send for a doctor, right away.

Nonsense. The little brat's
probably faking.

They all do that.

But I'll have
a look at him myself.

What do you want?
Why aren't you in bed?

Well? Say something, can't you?

Yeah.

Joey's dead.

What? You're crazy.
You're lying.

That ain't gonna bring him back.

Get back to the dormitory
at once.

I'm gonna phone for the doctor.

[instrumental music]

It's rather late
for a doctor, ain't it?

When I want your advice,
I'll ask for it.

Elmer.

I'm done.

On second thought

we'll get in touch
with Jones, the undertaker.

Yes, yes,
Jones will handle everything.

Had the boy any relatives?

I don't know of any other,
Hiram.

He's been with us for years.

Then there's nothing
to worry about.

Jones will know
exactly what to do.

We'll bury the boy
in our own plot.

Yes, that's what we'll do.

[instrumental music]

Hello, Beth.
Sorry I'm late.

Jim, Krispan killed
Joey Richards.

Killed him?

They kept him in the cool room
for nine hours!

Mr. Donahue,
I warned Krispan.

I was afraid
to put my sick boy in there

but he said he'd fire me
if I didn't.

I wish he had.

They're burying up there
right now.

Come on.

[dramatic music]

[engine revving]

And so we stand here in
reverence at this solemn moment

to pay our last respects
to Joel Richards.

'We are banded together
in final tribute'

'to our little brother and
playmate of our happier day.'

'It goes without saying that
his memory will linger long'

'in all our hearts.'

'Those of us who knew him
so well'

'will miss his cheery word,
his winning smile'

'for indeed he did
continue to smile at the world'

'in spite of an illness which
might well have discouraged'

'a far more robust body.'

Oh, I need not tell you
how very sick he was

of the suffering through
which he passed.

We all know these things.

And we must console ourselves
with the thought

'that now at last
he lies here at rest.'

Now at last he is at peace
with the world.

In conclusion and by way
of sincere advice.

'I trust you have
drawn a lesson'

'from the death of this
unfortunate boy.'

'Aside from his illness,
he was weak'

'in that he allowed others
to lead him into rebellion.'

And those of you
who influenced him

'are responsible for the fact
that he is no longer with us.'

[melancholic music]

- He killed Joey.
- Yeah, he killed him.

(Soap)
'Yeah, Krispan killed him.'

Krispan killed him.

- He killed Joey.
- He killed Joey.

He killed Joey.

(all) He killed
Joey. He killed Joey.

He killed Joey.
He killed Joey.

He killed Joey.
He killed Joey.

He killed Joey.
He killed Joey.

- He killed Joey.
- Jim. Jim!

(all) He killed
Joey. He killed Joey.

He killed Joey.
He killed Joey.

- Guards, shut 'em up.
- 'He killed Joey.'

- Keep 'em quiet.
- He killed Joey.

- He killed Joey.
- Guards, shut 'em up.

- Keep 'em quiet.
- He killed Joey.

(all) He killed
Joey. He killed Joey.

When I say shut up,
I mean shut up.

[clamoring]

[instrumental music]

Guards, do your duty!
Shut 'em up, I say!

Shut 'em up!

[clamoring]

Hang on to him, fellas.

We're taking over this joint.

- Where'd you get that gun?
- Boys, listen to me.

Oh, I was only giving
what was coming to him.

I got a better idea.

Don't shoot.
Don't shoot.

[gunshots]

Call off the guards
or I'll let you have it.

Guards!
Guards, get over here.

Come on,
bring 'em over here, guys.

- You're all under arrest.
- Boys, listen to me.

- 'Tony.'
- Tony, don't be a fool.

What do you think you're doing?

We're gonna try him for murder.

(all)
'Yeah!'

[clamoring]

Listen to me.
You can't get away with this.

Now look, we'll call in the cops

he'll be tried
in a regular court.

You kids couldn't do anything
even after you tried him.

Oh, couldn't we?

- Jim!
- You better scram, Ms. Avery.

- This ain't no place for you.
- Nobody scrams.

Nobody's gettin' out of here
until we get through with him.

Mr. Donahue, you gotta do something.

Think of something, please.

- 'Think of something... '
- You shut up.

You can tell your story
in court.

Come on, boys, grab him.

[indistinct chatter]

- They'll listen to you.
- Now listen!

Listen to me, all of you!

You've got to stop,
you'll ruin yourselves

and everything Buck built
and planned for you.

Krispan won't get away,
I promise you that.

It's no use, Donahue.

You ain't going either,
see, until this is over.

Tony, Tony!

Soap, take Gyp and Hefty
and the two Morgans

lock up Donahue
and Ms. Avery.

But don't hurt 'em nothin', see.

(Soap)
Okay.

[indistinct chatter]

You kids are crazy or mad.

No hard feelings with you, pal.

We're locking you in here
for your own protection.

Gyp, what are they gonna do
with Krispan?

You heard what Tony said.

[dialing phone]

(Beth)
'Hello. Hello.'

'I want the Pineville operator,
Pineville, New Jersey.'

Ohh. Hello, Beth.

I didn't expect to
hear from you..

Yeah?

Yeah. What?

Yeah. Yeah.

When?

Hello?

Hello? Hello?

Operator?
Operator, what's the matter?

We've been cut off, operator.

Operator?
Hello, Beth.

Why you..

[engine revving]

There you are, sir.

I'll have this car back
tomorrow.

- Good luck, Mr. Peterson.
- Thanks.

[engine revving]

So this court will now
come to order.

[gravel banging]

Boys, you know
I couldn't help it.

You know Joey was sick.

[indistinct chatter]

That's enough yapping from you,
Krispan.

Call the first witness
for the state.

George Norris, take the stand.

Raise your right hand.

Swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth

and nothing but the truth?

I do.

We was all in bed at night when
Mr. Hardy carried him out.

He died in the dormitory
without a doctor or nothing.

[all shouting]

Order! Order in the court!

He committed murder!

He put Joey in the cool room!

He wouldn't put Joey
in the hospital!

He killed Joey!

[clamoring]

[gravel banging]
Order! Order in the court!

Your Honor, I, I charge Krispan
with murder!

Well, Krispan, have you got
anything you wanna say?

Believe me,
if I'd known he was that sick

I would never have
locked him up.

You're a liar.

[clamoring]

Boys, you've got to
listen to me.

Let's be sensible.
We'll make a deal.

Yes, that's it.
We'll make a deal.

You can have your town
just as Buck Caesar wanted it.

And there'll be no more
cool room, I promise.

And you'll get the best meals,
he very best, I swear it.

- I swear it.
- You're a liar!

[clamoring]

Gentlemen of the jury..

...what's your verdict?

He's guilty.

[all shouting]

[engine revving]

- What's that for?
- That's for you.

'Krispan, you've been tried
and found guilty.'

'The penalty is death.'

Joey couldn't hear you
when you stood out there

telling those lies
over his grave.

But we're gonna give you
a better break, see.

'You're gonna be
able to hear every word'

'that's said about you'

'then you can lay in a box'

'and hear the dirt
dropping down on it.'

Krispan, you're getting
a swell funeral.

And we're all turning up for it.

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

Gangway!
Gangway!

Gangway!
Watch out! Gangway!

Give me a little room. I'm gonna
smoke the rat out of there.

[instrumental music]

[tires screeching]

[music continues]

Hey, look out!
Get away from that door!

Watch out!
Here he comes!

[crashing]

Come on, get out..

[indistinct chatter]

Get out of there, you too.

What are you crazy kids
trying to do here anyway?

- He killed Joey.
- Now I know all about that.

We tried him for murder
and we found him guilty!

Alright, you kids, come on,
get that fire out.

Come on, get some water,
get some buckets.

'Get up that dormitory
and get that hose out of there.'

'Don't let that catch
the administration..'

[instrumental music]

I got a little pronouncement
to make

about why I gave this party.

Now, the first thing
I gotta tell you

is that Mr. Krispan ain't never
coming back here no more.

[all cheering]

They're gonna try him
for a lot of things

'he should ought have done.'

'And, uh, Mr. Donahue here'

said he'd serve
at least 20 years.

[all cheering]

Wat a minute.

Now, that's the good news, boys.

Now I got some that,
that ain't so hot.

It's kinda tough to
talk to you mugs

but I'm gonna tell you the whole
thing in a bomb shell.

Now, most of yous
was at the ice palace

the night I socked
that Garvey muzzler.

Well, if he'd have croaked

I'd have been
out of luck complete.

But it's gonna be okay.

Now all I gotta do
is to pay the government

the eight years
that's hanging over my dome.

[indistinct chatter]

Wait, w-wait,
wait-wait a minute.

Now we gotta
get this thing right.

I ain't gonna do time
because I hit Garvey.

I'm gonna do it
because I ain't never had

nobody tell me
what I'm telling you now.

I shoved off on the wrong foot

and when I tried to go straight

well, it was too late.

Now yous little monkeys have
made a big hit with me

and I'm nuts about ya.

And it's okay for you to like me

but it ain't okay for you
to be like me.

'I'd like to see you
get a break.'

'I'd like to see life mean
something to you.'

So I'm turning the school over
to Jim Donahue and Ms. Avery.

'I know you're gonna be
awful happy with them'

and they're gonna be
happy with each other. And..

Hey, fellas, let's sing
my favorite song, will ya?

I'd kinda like that.

Come on, Beth.
Hit it off.

[piano music]

♪ Should auld acquaintance
be forgot.. ♪

Ah, come on, fellas, please.
Please.

Now, wait a minute, you guys.

Buck Caesar never ask very much

but now he wants a favor

so come on all of you guys,
pitch in there and sing.

Come on, we'll do it.

♪ Should auld acquaintance
be forgot ♪

♪ And never brought to mind? ♪

♪ Should auld acquaintance
be forgot ♪

♪ And days of auld lang syne ♪

♪ For auld lang syne my dear ♪

♪ For auld lang syne ♪

♪ We'll take a cup
o' kindness yet ♪

♪ For auld lang syne ♪

♪ Should auld acquaintance
be forgot ♪

♪ And never brought to mind? ♪

♪ Should auld acquaintance
be forgot ♪

♪ And days of auld lang syne ♪

♪ For auld lang syne my dear ♪

- Ready, Buck?
- Yeah.

Thanks for waiting.

♪ We'll take a cup
o' kindness yet ♪♪

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]