All language subtitles for Cafe Society 1995 Frank Whaley Lara Flynn Boyle True Mystery HD

Yes.

I'm not enough. Let's get the cherry.

The cherry is the whole point.

Pitching into the Manhattan, kind of like a bridge.

You know the Manhattan Bridge.

That's good.

Ah, there was a columnist that used it too late when she used it this morning.

I sold it to him.

We have a man.

Oh, we have it that way.

Thanks, Kale.

What kind of kale?

John Francis Joseph.

Jack.

Be right.

Ray.

Davioni.

I figure you for an act of just back from the coast where the studio didn't renew your contract,

then your agent told you to give Broadway a shot.

I'd figured you for a press agent?

Not a mind reader.

Gotta be in my business.

It's only what I say ahead of the game.

The big shots start calling you a stuffed saw.

I like him.

Pretty one with the sweet face coming toward us.

He hasn't given me a break in weeks.

Oh, see?

Oh, you've been out there.

Close to a long jacket.

It's no market.

I mean, it's common in New York.

Oh, well.

We must hustle his clients.

Hey, milk.

Milk.

Just a quick word about Johnny Dexter.

That loaf of Brita ears?

He sings, he bows, he goes home to the Bronx.

That's why I'm bladying my day.

But, gardener, son tells me they're gonna make beautiful music together.

I've ever been fly fishing milk.

It's great fun.

Fisher jumping in the cotton's eye.

My next show would be a drum.

Nothing like that last one.

What was the name of that show, Marco?

It's Deputy Swag.

Mr. Joker, your table is waiting.

Very much after.

We're closing New Haven, but MGM, Pico, help the rights.

Would you pick up that accent?

At least he lets me keep the costumes.

He says they're a perk.

That's a perk.

Perk.

Good boy to know and show biz.

Could be worth a thousand pictures.

Reading some time, squirm, Mickey.

Right?

Make Marco Epstein.

Just so happens, wants me to invest in a show?

I have absolutely no interest in.

Marco?

Ray DiBione, press agent to absolutely end up in interest.

Now, with the formalities, Ray, I need to talk to you for a second.

Why don't you, uh, wait for me over the table.

Mm-mm-mm.

Ah, honey.

Her father owns half the city.

What are you, last card for dough?

Ray, spend a month money on Arthur.

I'll have it for you by the end of the week.

Check's coming.

For the poorest little rich kid I ever did know, I'd appreciate it.

Tonight, if you got them, just came from the embers.

Couple of out of toners.

Well, the whole room rewised on the Jersey side.

How?

Strictly.

I guess they won't be going home tonight.

Ray?

Mm-mm.

Pretty girls like a melody.

How so?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

Why don't you take a melody?

How so?

They could stuck in your head.

Once they're there...

You can't get rid of them.

You can't get rid of them.

You can't do such a job.

You can't do such a job.

Turn off that charm I'm through with love for a while

I'm through and yet

You have a fabulous smile

So if I forget

Remind me

Not to find you so attractive

Remind me

That the world is full of men

Show you what God could do with me to kill your margarine

Oh is he? Mickey Chalkie?

Turns 25-5 million bucks

Courtesy of only old margarine, his grandfather invented it

It's amazing someone gets so rich of suction

I'll feel it when I met you

You drop me crazy if I'd let you

Sir, there's a phone button on you

That happens to forget you

Remind me I'm in love again

I call it the Mickey Chalkie Follers

I couldn't help noticing that you asked

You suddenly got called to the fall

Of course the fact that I tipped Arthur Ten bucks

The dim sum is beside the point

I take it to your friends

Intimates

Look at this one

It's fascinating how the phone works, isn't it?

You can cause one man to leave your life

And another man to enter it

All courtesy of certain little digits

Phone number

Lunchday

Roadkill

The kids got the disease

What disease?

Nichlobite is cute

I tell you Jack guys like you and me

We're in the wrong business

We should have been heirs

I did alright

In Hollywood

Studio settled your contract, come

Nothing like getting fired in Hollywood

Do yourself a favor

Don't drink all that money away

There are many more pleasurable pastimes

Forgot like yourself

Such a hes

I've ever been fly fishing Jack

It's great fun

I can't say that I have

A guy I used to drink with in California taught me

Looked a lot like you

Yeah well I work with Ian

He was a cop

Fly fishing and drinking with cops

Neither sounds too appealing to be frank

Oops

You mind Sean? My back

Sure

Maybe later

Didn't your mother ever tell you to taste something

Before deciding you don't like it?

Yeah she did

I said maybe later

Rough

I'll be at the end of the day

I said maybe later

I'll be at the end of the day

I said maybe later

I said maybe later

Rough

I'll be at the end of the day

I said I'll be at the end of the day

If you need a friend of yours

Thanks

Thanks for everything

Ray

What you said before

I give up what did I say before

The fly fishing and expedition

It's just about to freshen up a bit

No, join me

You'd never guess from our expressions

that we don't even know each other's name

Patricia Ward

And I happen to be free for an hour or so this afternoon

Uh-huh

I'm looking to buy some pictures

We don't sell pictures

We take them

Family stuff

Wedding, portraits, whatnot

You get married

Give me a call

That's a horse of a different color

Come on in

Maybe I have 2,000 pictures here

Maybe 4,000

I'm not exactly sure but we have all kinds of things

We got women in bondage

If you like leather

If you like rubber

If you like chains

And then there are these tropical women that give my

Oh, you're looking for a head shot

That's not so popular

Got the chatter

Who's she?

Polish girl Sandra

Something or others

I'm not sure

Something or others

Only been in a couple times

Real piece of cheesecake that one, huh?

Sorry you were late

I forgive you

Well, give me time to think

I was just sitting here pondering my side car

What about how funny it is that a side car can

convince you that the night before wasn't a total loss

In fact without the side car

I probably have to give up night clubs altogether

Then having nothing with time on my hands

I probably take to the streets

And my parents would cut me off

And I'd be forced into a life of crime

In order to survive

So you see

Miss Ward

How important the side car really is

You can call me Pat

What are you doing at Pat?

What are you doing Pat?

A side car

A side car

Tell me something

Why is it that I never met you before last night?

Maybe I never loved

Miss Ward

Pat

I have looked in every corner of every crevice of every nightclub in New York

And you know what I found?

I've never met anyone

I've never met

Do you know what the burden that can be

Everyone angling for an intro

Mickey, why don't you meet my daughter?

She's fresh out of Smith

B.A. and French

Lived in a minor and snagging witch young man

Or Mickey

My grandparents are very good friends

Of your grandparents

They're summer together on a cape

Or the island

Or the zoo

Or whatever

I'll be able to summer

Where do you summer?

Night clubs

Why do you do it if it's so disastrous?

I hope so

I'll meet someone who I've never met

Like you

Or perhaps someone you want to figure out in five seconds flat

It's never happened

It's about two

Tell me more

No Mickey

I'll tell you less

I hope you understand the highest steam

That we hold your department in

But even so, the

District Attorney's office

Is by nature clean

We just as soon stay out of the grime

And let you do your job

Even in an election year

Especially in an election year

We're not interested in ramming the public's noses

Into the cedius corners of the underworld

It was about ramming it into most popular night spots in town

That nightclub crowd's loaded with sex and money

And the two were crossing somewhere

I already got a pimple suppress agent

Oh boy, a crooked press agent

It's his friend I'm interested in

Kid named Jelkey

It's old man's supposed to be a big roller and butter

Oleo Marjorie

The Jelkey's a social register old money

I hear the kids fast on his way to becoming playboy of the year

We think he's supplyin'

One night, this Davione the press agent

Picked up Jelkey's tab

It all has but a couple nights later the kid repaid him

By giving him some names of potential customers

He's also been hangin' around with his woman

Who's made some very suspected parents

As a Broadway photographer studio

Look at this clown

You told me

Clown makes it a provocative metaphor

So what you're saying is that a kid with five million bucks in the way

Is pimping his dame?

Does that just look like they're going to the prom together?

Guaranteed, this kid's into some strange hobbies

Alright, well you don't want to tell me anything about yourself

I'll just have to guess

You like cats, not dogs

Check that, you prefer dogs

Cats are too clean

You like horses, cause they're big, strong

Probably thoroughbreds

You want to be a ballerina, but you didn't like the hours

So you'll settle for a star vehicle on Broadway

Your family has lots of money, but they don't understand

And nobody does, except your little sister

Who just so happens is the cutest of the nine year old

This side of paradise

This is where I say, G. Mickey

How'd you know on that?

Usually this would be the time for it

If we were telling each other about each other, which were not

No pet

Sometimes the biggest mysteries

Are the easiest to solve

What do you want out of this?

You want to be a hero, is that what you want?

That's what you want

You're going to have to deliver something hot, something very hot

So Officer Kale, how hot do you think you'd make?

Hot enough

They're just photographs

And they're just photographs

And they're just photographs

And they're just photographs

And they're just photographs

And they're just photographs

And after all, what is a photograph?

A series of dots?

Green

So fine that it only represents the actual subject

Mickey

You talk too much

Oh

Unless

My darling

You forget

Hello

Now chocolate

An Diversity of God

As a matter of fact

Jack, I've learned

in another man's morality.

If I overstep my balance in the night, my apologies.

No need, truth of tell.

I was a little short of cash.

Hey, that's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Not this room is here on somebody else's fab.

Who's that?

Well, I like you, Jack.

You must be the only man in this room

who doesn't know Diane Harris intimately.

You're saying she's promiscuous?

Globally?

And it ain't on the house.

The golden girl they call her.

You can have her if you want.

All you have to do is put all your dough

in the middle of the floor.

All lots of guys have.

You've been making a movie problem,

or as he even knows, a business arrangement.

You mean, Jack?

A couple of years ago, Mickey fell in love with her.

He was mutual, I guess, if you count

among his attributes, the green paper stuff.

She was discreet, Diane, about what she did for a living.

I mean, after all, she put the well with Mickey,

and she could have pulled it off, too.

That is, if one of the regular customers hadn't spilled for Mickey.

You mean he didn't know about it being a prostitute?

Jack, everybody did Diane.

But Mickey married her.

Would you award me an Arica Steel?

Arica Steel, me but her award.

Tell me, Arica, how are things on 58th Street?

Really now, Mickey, you've been noticeably absent.

Why is that?

Really now, Arica.

His business so stinko at the house of Arica

that you actually missed me?

I just missed your boys charm on girlish figure.

Pat's charm?

Is this a game?

Yes.

It's called really now.

It's sort of like charades, only in reverse.

And instead of creating charades, we get rid of them.

Personal and the worst secret ones of it is pride.

Go on, try it, Pat.

Really now, Arica, you're not exactly in the clothing business,

are you?

Who's that?

Blond's Arica Steel, Cafe Society's premier madam.

Look at that.

Mickey and his new mouse.

Frontiers?

No, I don't know.

But she's new to Cafe Society.

Nest Cafe, we call that.

The odds, there's nothing about that thing.

It's real.

I can smell it from here.

I think it's time for an intro.

Excuse me, Jack.

The pleasure.

LAUGHTER

It's a madness.

That's why they didn't drink.

And to Thursday night.

Greetings from Times Square.

In the room, dark and...

Mickey, let's say you introduced me to the young lady.

Atward Newport.

Yeah, Ray Davenley, only 43rd Street wide.

Uncle Ray's a very busy man.

He's personally engaged in not doing the publicity for the show

that I plan never to produce.

That is if I never find it, Scrimp.

Excuse me.

I think I just got this short shrimp.

One minute, she didn't exist.

Then all of a sudden, she did magic.

Like she was dropped out of the sky and she landed right here

at the outcast bar.

Just don't go losing your head, Mickey, five will get you ten.

You'll be playing hooky from a padded cell.

What's wrong with you, Ray?

I know it's fateable.

What the fuck is it called?

You're in the wrong room.

I think you got the wrong gesture when I was Lillian Gish.

So did half the men in this club, the Old ones.

I'm Jack Kale.

I'm Pat Ward.

And I'm here with someone.

I know.

But you know I'm right, Sandra.

Dropped the gesture.

Uh-oh.

She says, Lickie, don't bother.

Big boy now, I recall.

It's not worth it.

Hello, Diane.

Hello, Mickey.

Long time.

I've been abroad for a year.

So I've heard.

Tell me.

Fuckin' interesting, Kings lately.

Who's the midget, baby?

Sir, let me assure you, and there are those who will attest to this,

that what I may lack in physical stature I make up for in one important place.

And as for the baby, this is the golden girl.

She's a national hero, big boy.

Like Sandra would have screwed her commies to death.

There's never right, baby.

Not worth it, Mickey.

You're fuckin' whore.

And you're worth a fortune.

I think I'll do your fabulous, Sandra.

I don't know my name.

Okay.

Come on, put him away, pal.

Have a New York's room.

Waitin' to do it.

I'm not a bastard.

Come on!

Here it's her.

Do it like that.

Fuck.

Do it.

Fuck.

I'm sorry about the commotion.

You've really got to be a little more careful about the admission tickets.

Oh, Jack.

Nice entrance.

Ever consider acting for a living.

Who the hell are you?

Jack Kale.

What did you do that for?

I liked the way you sing.

Yeah.

Mickey Jelliclin.

And Mr. Jelliclin.

And Mr. Jelliclin.

You're from the church.

Someone always says,

at season start,

meet the lady, baby.

Play smart.

Play smart, I've paid

the penalty that will be

a season of regret.

Somewhat like the last one, yeah.

This year's lady fits

with this year's style of simple pleasures.

You fine-tune your ass,

eliminate it,

careless raptures.

Last year's troubles won't

tear you apart.

Now you know,

you mustn't start.

She only plays a part.

It begins with drinks.

At 21,

record starts again.

Begin and begin.

By mid-season things

have soon progressed

from their nest

to mentions in the press.

You're an item more or less.

But this year's lady seems

so clean, so clear,

no art less cunning.

Seasons pass in soon.

You're bound to wonder why

you already are.

Where's my play in this city?

This is not a play.

It's a horse.

You know what I'm saying, Jack?

Jack Rabbit?

They take care of the little rich of the way.

So I take care of them.

That of you, or Mickey.

He's just drunk.

I'm bloodo.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Okay.

Will you excuse us?

Yes, excuse us.

I'm gonna check.

Jack, rabbit.

Mickey.

That was very kind of you to help.

Can I help you a nightcap?

I think I'll give you a rest.

Is he always speaking tongues when he gets loaded?

Mickey's had some trouble with women.

Guess he doesn't trust us very much.

Come to think of it, I don't know who trusts anybody.

Got any ideas on that, Sandra?

Okay, Jack. Let's hear it.

You know me from Avenue D,

where you grew up in a cold water flat.

And you don't like seeing nice girls change their names

or their clothes,

but you'll let it slide and you won't tell Mickey

if I'm making the right offer.

Truth to tell, take this to leave.

Follow.

I can't.

Clear enough.

You know, Jack,

I just might be willing to play ball with you.

That is what you want, isn't it?

It's like having to eat the ritz and awful hot.

I like it just fine.

Listen, you can tell your boyfriend whatever you want.

You can tell him you're the queen of England for all I care.

Just be square with me, we'll get along fine.

You know, you might become friends.

I don't know when he might need one.

He's unable to watch today.

Is it a private meeting?

I was just leaving.

Thank you for your efforts on my behalf.

Jack, you're a friend.

I mean that.

Genuinely.

Thanks.

I like you too.

It was my grandfather's.

I couldn't shut up and take it.

I want you to.

No one's ever stuck up for me before, Jack.

You did.

Nice to see you, sir.

I'd like to have you with us again.

Nice to see you, sir.

I'd like to have you with us again.

It's a great time.

It's nice to meet you.

It's nice to meet you.

I'm just a cowboy.

I'm a cowboy.

I'm a camel.

It's hard.

Excuse me, I have to be a bat.

I actually have to use the bar.

I'm just so embarrassed to say so.

That's good.

Dorothy Parker.

She, she another friend of yours?

I like you, Jack.

Thanks, Jack.

You can go to Eric.

Dorothy Parker?

Mother.

You're here.

As are you, dear.

Have you forgotten our dinner plans?

I'm sorry.

I've been busy.

So I see.

We waited for over an hour.

Your door man suggested you might be here.

Your father is...

It's appointed.

It's not appointed.

Mickey, we see so little of you.

It's so difficult for you to find one evening in your busy schedule.

We're never going to believe who's here.

You know, the actor, the one that's married and wants to face in the monster movie.

They're both married twice, both times for each other.

Pat, I wanted to introduce you to my mother.

Hello.

Mother, this is Patricia Ward, Jack Hale.

Mickey's told me all about you.

Jack here is an actor.

I see.

Tell me, Mr. Hale, where did you attend college?

I... I was in the army.

Oh.

So was my son, John.

Mickey was in the army, too.

I saw that picture of the one in your dresser.

Mickey looks absolutely dashing in a uniform.

Although I prefer my men in a tux, they say that the tux is the uniform of the modern day man.

I didn't know you were in the army, Mickey.

He's time.

Different thing.

You, my brother, died from this country. I played a vehicle for mine.

No, you played the trumpet, Mickey.

He doesn't, really.

We got him lessons.

It cost a fortune, but it just wouldn't practice.

Well, maybe not, but I like the way he sings.

Are you from New York, Miss Ward?

Uh, well, I live there now.

But I'm originally from Newport.

My family's been there for years.

Oh, how nice.

Tell me, is there a cottage by the ocean or the bay?

Oh, it's not a cottage, it's a mansion.

You go to school there by the mansion, Pat?

No.

My family moved my education to Philadelphia, mainly.

Which bird?

Rosenberg.

Goldbird.

Steinberg.

Bryn Maw.

Valley Forge.

Valley Forge.

I swore when I moved to New York, I'd never look back.

Why don't you two meet, anyway?

I was in the Elle, Casper with a friend of mine, a gentleman friend.

And, uh, you know, very rich.

I was in the Elle, Casper, and I was in the house.

I was in the house, but I was in the house.

I was in the house, but I was in the house.

And, uh, you know, very rich, very boring, older.

And there was Mickey.

Cigarette in his mouth, Martine's hand.

Singing with the band.

He sang that old feeling right to me.

Well, I'm mean.

That's what it was.

And he wrote his number on my napkin.

I'm too excited we're getting married.

Mickey?

That's Pete with you privately.

Take her home, my teacher.

She's new in town.

I'm showing her around.

She's just a friend.

You are not marrying her, Mickey.

She's just a friend.

The last girl who was just a friend causes a fortune to keep out of the paper.

That awful Diane, whatever her name is.

Stop it.

Just stop it.

Pat is a very nice young woman.

Who's got you very badly fooled as usual?

What on earth are you doing with yourself in New York?

Running around like a child with these low brows

who are after your money.

Mother, nobody is fooling me.

Really now, Jack.

If we're up to you, all women would be faithful virgins who kept your shoes polished.

And you haven't met one yet who will to candle to your mother.

Well, I polished my own shoes and my mother polished floors.

Your turn, Jack.

Really now, Mickey.

Well, he wasn't too pleased with her little meaning, was he?

Pat, she took you outside and made it very clear she doesn't approve of your friends.

And if you don't shape up and get serious, the money may soon stop.

That's good, Jack.

Not altogether true.

It is true that she didn't approve of one of my friends.

But she liked you just fine.

Really now, Mickey, does your mother control you?

My turn.

Really now, Pat.

Who was that gentleman you were with when I met you at the El Casba?

Your typical older man.

Very rich, very boring.

God, have you seen a performance that bad since the talkies came in?

Well, who was he?

His name is Lawrence Greenbaum.

He was my father's boss.

He owns a clothing business.

The wards of Newport.

Work for a Jew in the rag trade.

Well, occasionally they stare young daughter.

That's all we swank.

Really now, Mickey?

Really now, Pat.

What's your name?

I'm enough of this Pat Ward from Newport by way of filling nonsense.

Sandra.

Sandra was asking.

Raised on Avenue D, 166 Avenue D.

Lawrence Greenbaum was my father's boss.

He knew me since I was little.

When I was 16, he raped me.

First he helped me drunk, then he got me pregnant.

I had a baby and gave the baby up for adoption.

Don't forget that how it went.

Alright, I'll take care of my brother.

I'll take care of the sheriff in time.

Oh, hi.

Ma'am, wastewater.

You owe me.

Kate, go, Karen.

Judge Young, can wege David, Joe?

splitting him out?

You want just us in detail?

You got kicked out of the high school of needle trays about nine months ago.

We think Zalki's pimping for her.

We haven't gotten a little bastard yet. We're working on it.

Hello, Zalka.

Hello, darling.

It's your favorite juvenile delinquent.

Vicki, that's your way for the weekend.

It's the man America steals. She's got a book filled with the names of the customers.

The weekend is going away.

Well, we haven't yet.

Listen, I was wondering.

Can you send a few horses down to my stable?

We're a little bachelors of America, get together.

It's awful slow around here.

Sure I'd love to do it.

Where's the vodka?

Richard.

Jokey.

You're cordially invited to a one-time-come-all-house party tonight.

Well, it's my place. 48 and 30.

Well, hello, Eric. It ain't gay.

Yolio, can you stop?

Yeah, of course I will.

Anything for the same-aid brotherhood of bachelors of America.

So this is it, huh?

There's actually parties where Jokey cleans up the bachelors of America.

Sweetie, this club's a battlefield waiting for the flag to fly.

Bachelors of America.

You got a nickel?

Uh, yes, you're good.

Hello?

Vicki, it's Jack.

Jack the bear.

I'm just about to call you.

I was thinking of nothing else is doing.

What's the way to wasting the praise of a drink on me?

I have a much better idea, Jack.

Thank you.

F usher and Mrs. Swine.

700 pounds of rain or as heavy-pattin' going on in here, Mickey.

Suck, Hazen, it's not lost on me, Jack.

What's the deal, Mickey?

No, no, one house.

Mickey, Jelkey, what do I need money for?

No, I'm just a benevolent patron to a bunch of slightly deviant individuals.

And what the wrong with that, is that?

Well, there's nothing much right with it.

Why, Steve, stop, Jack.

Joke up that little high, boy, she been riding on it and playing the dirt like a lot of you want to.

That's right, Jack.

I know you.

I know what you think about it.

You can't sleep at night.

I know it fills your dreams.

Cool.

That's right.

The one you see in the magazines, the one you get bumped into on a streak and those real

features that you make up in your head.

You think about it in your dream, about what you look like in your head.

Very good.

Hmm?

All together like a big mound of sound.

Perhaps one at a time now you're since then.

Tell me what, Jack.

You don't have to dream no more.

Welcome to New York City.

Welcome to Cafe Society.

Where the elite meet me.

Each other.

Without when you.

Good friend.

Bring the kids home.

Wow!

We did this.

Time for folk party idols.

She relaxation their best experience

I've been thinking about me, Chuck.

I was looking for the bathroom.

That one's in use in a manner of speaking,

but if you're looking for something more available,

you just got a fresh new batch.

Stay short on scratch.

Well, then, at least you could do is give me back that photo.

You swiped the night I first met. You went out to Caspar.

I think you got me confused with somebody else.

Don't kill a kid or Jack. I know you're up, too.

Well, Percy described you to a T.

Trying to cut out the middleman, right, Jack?

Well, let me give it to you straight.

Well, Percy, don't pin for those girls.

He just gives me their phone numbers.

And you tell them you're going to put them in pictures.

They are already in pictures, Jack.

I put them in business.

Well, I got something else.

Something you like better.

I once had a dog, Jack.

Cute Wilmutter, found in an alley.

Took her home, washed her fur, and I named her a kiki.

One day, we went out for a walk, and we passed an alley,

filled with garbage, and sewage, and fish three days old.

That was the end of the kiki.

She finally smelled her way home.

That's a good story, Ray.

Yeah.

What's the deal, Chum? You want half to come in?

Consider it a gift.

Oh, no.

That's the whole none of it.

As you can see, I've become a father.

You mean, family, will you?

Mingle like a good little hostess.

And your honor, baby.

What is wrong with you? This thing about my past.

Fascinating. How intense you become by making a fool out of me,

everyone I know in the same night.

What is this? A contest?

How fast can we make a sucker out of Mickey?

Trying to break Diane's record?

Panging.

Too much tinsel runs a tree.

Oh, Miss Ward.

Just like I'm from Mickey.

A lot of things I know about Mr. Jelke, but where he is is not one of them.

I do know something he doesn't know, though.

And it'd be a shame if you found out.

What do you have to her?

Ever been fly fishing, Diane?

Oh.

Oh, shit.

I want him out. Get him out of my house.

He wants some out!

Where's Pat?

Where's Pat?

Where's Pat?

Where is Pat?

Don't get me.

Don't get me.

Jack

I thought I left my book here.

Are you sure I didn't leave my book here or something?

I'm not sure of anything.

You.

I want us to have a drink before the sun rises like all times, huh?

Even when you're trying to be sincere you're the song I've got a damn little wire.

She had a baby.

She gave my way.

She's trying to take all my money.

What the hell, Mick?

Slipped a hand.

A giant?

A giant? That was a mess, wouldn't it?

She's in the book.

She's in your fucking book.

I slowed down, John.

Not every girl poses.

Why isn't it working?

But I have not met more than three in the last ten years who have rejected the idea.

How long did you know?

I'll tell you the truth.

Since the minute I met her.

You weren't going to tell me.

Why have you gone nuts again like with Diane?

We all know the whole crowd.

What could we say?

There you were, walks in the round town with moonbeam eyes like Andy Hardy with spring fever.

Where is she?

Where is she?

Hey, she in there don't be a child.

What's inside the box, Mickie?

Pullo, playboy, everybody steps on.

Or the little man who takes care of business.

Because once it's business, Mickie, you're protected here.

No more mousing around with women who want you for your money.

Not without them working for it.

See you now, mate!

You're telling me the junkie's name is nowhere in this book?

He's not a customer.

Then he's a pimp.

A lot as far as I can tell, look, there are over 500 names in this book.

Yeah, and not one of them is junkies.

See, son of a bitch hangs around with pimp's and whores.

I guess he likes the atmosphere.

What is he?

A aspiring novelist?

Look, Davione's got a string of girls.

Erica Steele's got a string of girls.

Why don't we go after them?

Because I promised Frank Hogan that he'd have a scandal that he could really chew up in an invention year.

In an out-of-work showgirl, then a two-bit press agent.

And nothing stuck, exposing the leader.

I thought you had jokey supplying Davione.

Didn't go anywhere, no hard evidence.

Why don't we go after the Johnson stand?

Look, we got phone calls, recordings, actors, celebrities, big-time politicians.

I suppose that they will copsy one or arrest them to her.

I'm sorry, Mr. Jelkey, there seems to be a freeze on your trust account.

This note arrived yesterday.

It's cosigned by Mr. and Mrs. Jelkey of Bearfield, Connecticut.

Hold on, mother. Just hold on.

You think that I don't know that, mother?

What is it?

What is it that I was going to do?

Did you think I was going to marry her?

Is that what you think?

I'm not responsible. I'm stupid.

Well, I'm that stupid, mother.

I'm that stupid. I'm not stupid. I'm not stupid. I'm not stupid.

I'm not stupid. I'm not stupid.

I'm not stupid.

I'll do what I ought to do.

I don't want to do it.

You were so angry with me about my baby the other night.

I'm not talking about Sandra with Satzki. I don't care about her sad and sorry life.

I'm talking about that. That ward.

That ward.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but Pat likes to go to nightclubs. She likes to buy expensive, fancy clothes.

Pat likes an adventure.

Pat wants to continue in the style to which she's accustomed and stop me from saying anything that's not true.

I don't think that she would mind working just for a little while

in order to maintain that style.

Her boyfriend, your instant to marry her, and he would in a second if his parents wouldn't shut him down.

If you really wanted to marry me, money wouldn't stop you.

You want to live in a cold water flat? Is that what you want?

With our love to keep us warm?

Because it sounds like an afternoon radio play.

Which I think is way below your standard of invention.

Mickey.

I don't understand you.

How much do I have to talk about Pat?

Sandra.

What do you pay? $40.35 less?

I think the crucial ward is worth a hell of a lot more than that.

I've never slept with someone for money.

Really now Pat.

This is NBC, the National Broadcast in Company.

Hello Jack.

Funny, I always pictured you as more the hotel type. The dream perhaps.

How'd you find me?

The phone book. I understand it's getting very chic to be listed. You were married.

I was.

Did you like it?

Yeah.

So why?

She died giving birth.

I guess you'd think it's odd that I'd show up here.

I just needed someone to talk to.

What's wrong?

Mickey proposed to me.

It's lovely, isn't it?

It's lovely.

I don't know what we need money.

Mickey doesn't want me to live like a poor person.

Mickey's loaded.

One line anymore.

Seems Mickey's parents kind of off.

Because of me I'm sure.

So I'm gonna go to work for a while.

Mickey says he and Ray Davione know a lot of men who'd like to be seen with a pretty girl

and wouldn't mind paying for the privilege.

There's a lot of good night spots in the adventure.

Plus it'll help me and Mickey get married sooner.

Pat, you're gonna give them the money you were in from being with other men?

It sounds so terrible that you say it.

I don't know why.

I feel like I can tell you these things.

Maybe it's because we're from the same place you and me.

I can't go back home.

I'll never go back home.

I don't know what else to do.

Maybe you.

I think you should do it.

To get what you've always dreamed of.

Thanks.

Be careful.

Oh, Pat, we're warm.

Yeah, she's wonderful, isn't she?

I didn't know you'd met her.

Oh, I'm looking at her.

Oh, Pat, we're warm.

Yeah, she's wonderful, isn't she?

I didn't know you'd met her.

Tonight?

I'm looking at the book.

I didn't know you'd met her.

Are you still a disappoint?

Oh, Pat, I'm a good one.

Oh, Pat, I'm a good one.

Oh, Pat, I'm a good one.

Oh, Pat, I'm a good one.

Oh, Pat, I'm a good one.

Oh, Pat, I'm a good one.

I'm not a good one.

Ian nice language.

Hey, Becky.

Hello, Jack.

You deal with that?

I think it's sort of over.

Jack.

It's a shame.

You two look good together.

powerfully playing in color sounds

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Mm.

Oh, the problem.

Dude.

I won't do it anymore.

We'll do whatever's necessary to stay where you are.

You said it was only for a while. How long is a while?

You want to get married?

Until we have enough money to get married.

How much money do we need to get married?

That depends.

How much you raked in last week?

Five hundred dollars.

Last Saturday you made that an hour.

I bought a few things.

What?

I bought a few things.

Who told you you could spend my money?

Ray and Erica don't take it off from their girls.

You equate me with Ray and me, Oni.

You equate me with a common pip.

Is that what you think I am?

I don't want you anymore.

You have no right to touch me.

I don't want you anymore.

Did you really think I would marry you?

You're a prostitute.

You made me a whore.

I don't know what else to do.

I have nowhere to go.

I can't tell my mom.

Just have to keep doing it.

No.

No you don't.

I have no one to take care of me.

You do.

I'm not what you think I am.

I'm not what anyone thinks I am.

You're so good, Jack.

You must think I'm awful.

No.

No.

I don't know what you think I am either, Pat.

I'm a cop.

I'm a cop.

I don't know what he thinks.

I'm a cop.

I'm a cop.

Fuck.

Pat.

Pat.

What do you have to her?

I'm after people who ruin our people's lives.

Pimps.

Like Mickey.

It's not Mickey's fault.

He loved me.

I just made him angry.

He sold you out, Pat.

He promised you one thing and then he...

... turned you into a whore.

But you can start over.

I promise.

By helping me.

By doing what's right.

I'll protect you, but you gotta work with me.

You want me to sell out, Mickey?

I need a witness.

I need names.

Customers.

How much Mickey made off you?

How many times you worked for him?

Well, I'm Mickey.

One at Erica.

Somebody else.

They've been doing it for years.

It's Mickey I need to nail.

Why?

Because otherwise it just won't matter.

Otherwise a boy's in the press room will yawn and deal under the hand of gin and all of this.

Everything you've been through.

Nobody will care about.

You said you wanted me in the papers.

This is your chance.

This show's going to Broadway, Pat.

And Mickey's taking us there.

I'm into Erica's place.

That was right after he told me to start sleeping with other men.

Set address 58 West 58th Street.

Home of Erica Steele.

Miss Ward, when you were posing for the Broadway photographer, Mo Percy,

we were aware at any time that these photographs would be distributed to Ray Davione and others for the purposes of soliciting your services as a prostitute.

No.

The record set address is 1-5-2-9 Broadway.

Mickey's friend Ray Davione sort of helped him.

Can you elaborate on that, please?

Well, he might have given him the idea.

Given the names of some customers.

We don't have an address for him.

There's somewhere in the 70s on the East Side.

So you're saying Mickey Jokey promised you'd marry you if you worked for him first?

That's what he said.

Set address 155 East 47th.

Please note for the record the state of the old charging.

The note, Frazier, Jokey, and the third.

Nine counts of compulsory process to the...

Nine counts!

Nine counts!

She was his only girl.

The purpose of getting this thing underway will be charging Mickey Jokey with pimping for some Erica Steele's and Ray Davione's girls.

But it wasn't.

Well, that'll be for Mr. Jokey's lawyers to prove.

In the meantime, we'll have God-n-Nissah's little more press.

We got him!

He might as well do that and see him now.

He's gotta know what you sooner or later.

Oh, it looks like he won the game, Jack.

First, I'm with the worst secret.

That's the biggest prize.

Gentlemen, need the District Attorney of New York for Frank Hovin.

Please, please stay seated, gentlemen.

You both deserve a commendation for performing a service of the highest moral quality.

Our city, not to say our entire country is badly in need of the highest moral quality.

We have the state of taking a moral bath, gambling, vice, all the things that help to erode the American way of life must be done away with.

Anthony's already heard all this crap before.

Sir, if let me just say at this point that the whole idea for the investigation...

I know, I know, Officer Jack Carroll, right?

Officer Cale's commendable responsibility and his job as moral guardian of the city has led to the astounding expose of Cafe Society Limited.

The city's largest, most reprehensible, expensive, vice ring, headed by an irresponsible, hiddenistic...

...

... Cafe Society joins the private playground.

Criminals like Jelke have brought this city to the brink of scandalous ruination.

And as District Attorney of New York, I intend to fight to remove this cancer from our society.

Mr. Jelke, my name is Samuel Segal.

I'm a lawyer that's been retained to defend you against the nine counts of compulsory prostitution...

... and living off the proceeds of a prostitute...

... and you know that this is all a big mistake. You know that, don't you?

I know nothing except that your family retained me to defend you.

And that I never had an easier time getting 50 grand bail.

Vicki, I'm willing to need help with my bail.

Vick, I'm dependent on...

I heard you, Ray.

My family knows about this.

Darwan was rocked this week with the revelation of a major vice ring...

... operating within the fabled and much envied cats.

Jelke did not worry too much about money, but at least he was ever able to be an only a martyr.

One and an unenjoyed best agent had been booked in question...

... and what is fast shaping up to be, and Hatton's most shameful...

... early on the morning of August 15, when the beginning of the second man...

... said to have messed a mind...

... and he was a very good man.

We identified the second man...

... that was messed a mind...

... and let it die...

... takes us to the same.

Nick, Mickey, Jelke, the third.

A big spender and easy touch...

... rolled it all to the Cafe Society crowd...

... and the Mastermind behind Cafe Society Limited.

A citywide vice ring that was his own personal hobby.

Our whole thing was done for thrill.

Yolke got his kick-flay and thanks to beautiful young women...

... in the prostitution and in the...

... in the murder...

Yes!

We have our star witness in custody...

... but we can't reveal our identity yet, but believe me...

... she told us plenty and the motive come.

Officer Kelvina, you have any comment on your role in the arrest, sir?

I consider myself a moral guardian.

Executive and citizens of New York for the World Weaknesses...

... exposing the decadence of the likes of Mickey Jelke is an important step.

The problem of working for a living never seemed to bother...

... Jelke, even though he was a frequent patron of fancy upper midtown saloons and night clubs...

... where a drinking cost $2 even after the cover charge.

The police have told me that the real shock of behind the Jelke vice probe...

... is the identity of the mystery girl who turned him in.

It was none other than little Mickey's fiancé...

... one Patricia Ward, a lower Eastside girl whose real name is Wasaki.

This Patricia Ward, Karen.

Did you promise her anything?

I might have.

She might have gotten the idea that I wanted a marrier...

... but I certainly never proposed.

She held a grudge against me ever since I gave her the air.

The cops have three little books full of phone numbers.

Erika Steels, Ray Davionis and yours.

They also maintain you have a large pornography collection in this apartment.

It's clear you were involved in prostitution on some level...

... so why don't you just cut the crap and tell me what you did?

I'm not a vice lord.

I'm not the head of some ring.

I'm a pervert.

Listen, there's a lawyer coming to see you soon.

His name is a lawyer coming to see you soon.

My name is Jay Rowan Salah.

He's called the DA and he's offering his services.

Why do I need a lawyer?

I had trouble, Jack.

You're the star witness, man.

You're going to be up to Jelkey's lawyer to try to disprove your testimony.

See you can call here.

Jelkey, who Broadway pundits are calling the solid gold cad...

... apparently promised his 18-year-old hoppy marriage...

... if she would first offer her love for sale for his profit.

The tables returned on the oleo hair when he gave Miss Roy the heir.

But the biggest blow is to Manhattan's nightclub circuit.

The DA's office requisitioned three black books...

... full of names of Jelkey's customers.

And all of Cafe's society has suddenly decided to be out of town for the next few months.

Matthew Picani.

You're rich.

You're lazy.

You're in the newspapers.

You're easy to hate.

How do you do? I'm Mr. Salah.

I believe Miss Ward is expecting me.

Yes, of course. I'm Jack Kale, 19th Precinct.

I broke the case.

You must be Patricia Ward.

You must be Patricia.

You poor girl.

What this jokey fellow puts you through, I hesitate to even imagine.

A girl as lovely as yourself.

A budding blossom girl who plucked away from her mother's home...

... by a cad like jokey.

Actually, I met Mickey one night at El Casba.

Patricia, there's only one road to your redemption.

I want you to be open about your experiences to the entire world...

... so that every school girl in the country knows the dangers of modern Bohemian.

We must rest triumph from the tragedy of Patricia Ward...

... so that history will remember the sacrifice of a young girl's virtue at the hands of the devil.

It was horrible.

It was like I was living a dream I couldn't wake up from.

But I'm ready now...

... to cleanse myself...

... to tell my story.

So that other young girls don't fall into the same trap, so yeah.

I don't think we have a thing to worry about, Patricia.

It shouldn't be difficult. In fact, it might even be exciting.

Pockinging day in the vice trial of Mickey Jeffy the third...

... and it promises to be the biggest event New York scene in at least five minutes.

What greater breastplate than a heart on David?

Price is the arm where there's moral justice.

But naked is he, the locked up in steel, whose conscience within justice is corrupt.

Mr. Shakespeare's speech is the key to this whole trial.

You can't. You're gonna need more, you john?

I am going to tell everything that happened to me...

... so that every young girl doesn't make the same mistakes I have.

It's the key to this whole trial.

This is what I'm gonna put on.

But Shrestha Spillante, the request of J. Rowland-Sala, today, barred the press from the jail device trial in Lower Manhattan...

... and the boys are hopping mad.

Star chamber they're yelling murder, he says.

But one girl's opinion, mine, naturally.

Is that it's all for the better.

Hasn't Mickey Jokey besmirched the reputation of our city enough?

Without listening to all the sordid details?

This Mickey Jokey is a porcupine, pint-sized, no-carrot punk.

He possesses no discernible talents, is not loaded with charm, but would love to be tall and talked about.

Playing big-shot with a blashing ronda tune is for him, like stepping into a pair of adler elevator shoes.

It was his desire to get into big business, like his ancestors, that led to his seedy undoing.

The head of a city-wide coal-girl ring is not quite the same as our hapless little hero has found out.

There may be plenty of vices in the picture.

But there is nothing big about little Mickey Jokey.

Have you ever seen this photograph before?

No.

For the record indicate that said photograph is of a woman on a couch wearing only underwear in a less than usual pose with a stuffed clown.

Well, now that you've seen the photograph, Miss Ward, can you tell me if it's you in the photograph?

No.

No, what? No, you can't tell me or no, it's not you.

No, it's not me.

May I remind Miss Ward that she's under oath?

Miss Ward is reminded.

May I see the photo?

It seems to me that this get-up that Miss Ward is in is completely different than what she's in now.

This might possibly be a similar looking girl.

Then all we can do is ask Miss Ward to pose for the court the same as she did in the picture.

Strike that from the record.

I will not have such filth suggested in my court.

You have on the witness stand a woman who admits to earning $15,000 off her body in three months and you say my suggestion is filth?

Miss Ward, is this you in the photograph?

I think so.

Thank you. Miss Ward.

Are you familiar with one Lawrence Greenbaum?

Yes.

Would you tell the court just who Mr. Greenbaum is and describe your relationship with him?

Lawrence Greenbaum is a friend of the families.

Go on, please.

He raped me when I was 16 years old.

I got pregnant, had the baby, gave the baby up for adoption.

Did you report him to the police?

No.

Because you were receiving money for Mr. Greenbaum, which amounted to hush money.

Isn't this the same money you used to buy clothes, to go to Cafe Society, just to get the money?

You don't know how many people you'd be buying at a time.

I've got a friend of mine from the United States, who's here for once at night, hoping to find a rich sucker.

No.

Who would take even more money in exchange for your affections?

A rich young man who might also fall in love with you.

Having no idea if your nefarious past which has worked hard to conceal.

A rich young man like Mickey Jelkey.

I only loved one man in my life.

You loved Mickey Chilkey?

For you loved the opportunities you saw.

Isn't it true you never loved Mickey Chilkey?

That your love is of the Diamestore variety,

designed only to last until the next fashion takes over.

Next time in Skiing's Action...

I am sure you're not questioning your honor.

Isn't this the same money you used to buy?

I'm getting young man in my car.

Your honor is a more rich answer.

Isn't it true you never loved Mickey Chilkey?

So Jack, you happy?

Sure.

Like you mean it Jack.

Come on, this is it.

Enjoying yourselves boys?

We're just talking about how well this whole thing came together.

About your testimony.

Well, keep it simple, direct.

Things you saw, your private impressions of Jelkey and that crowd,

just some reinforcement.

You're unhappy about something. What is it?

I don't like the publicity.

Yeah, I agree.

A little too focused on our office.

After all, your work...

You just came into the third act.

I'll make every effort to clear that out.

Gentlemen.

What the hell are you doing Jack?

This is bullshit.

I'm leaving.

Wait a minute Jack. Jack, what the hell's the matter with you?

I'm feeling sorry for myself, right? Me and my pal Jelkey.

He pimps one girl and he's all over the papers for it.

We don't usually even arrest the pimp with only one trick.

What is it, Matt? He's a goddamn pimp. He's guilty.

If he's so goddamn guilty, then why are we lying about how many girls he's got working for?

You know why Jack.

So the public will sit up and take notice of the decadence that's destroying our society.

You sound like them, Frank.

I am one of that, Jack.

So will you.

They follow me everywhere.

It's beginning to be a bit much.

I never thought I'd say that.

Mr. Sall is going to be very angry at me.

It's supposed to be better every night by time, my image.

So when are you testifying?

Tomorrow.

You know what they're going to ask?

Things I saw, my impressions and what, Mickey did to you.

I said sorry for them.

So why?

You didn't really do anything to me.

Not like they're saying.

You made you think that if you worked for him, it'd marry you.

I know exactly what I was doing.

Just got a little upset when he said he would marry me.

That's all.

That's not all.

He made you into a horror.

So what?

I got what I wanted, didn't I?

And Mr. Sall is says that a big movie studio wants to make my life into a movie.

I'm going to Hollywood.

You and Sall?

After all, I'll be able to warn thousands of girls across the country not to end up like Patricia Ward.

Sandra Wazotsky.

Patricia Ward.

Patricia Ward will tell her stories so other girls don't end up to be high-priced horrors.

Look, I know what Mickey did was bad and this publicity hasn't happened.

It's not going to help.

Come on.

Mickey, can't make me do anything.

I'm going to be a little bit nervous.

I just said he'd marry me if I'd do it.

I would have done it if you told me not to.

Please.

It's not too much to ask.

Remember Jack?

A small price to pay to get what you've always dreamed of.

Stop it.

You said I'd get my second chance.

That's my second chance.

All I ever wanted was my picture in the paper.

I'm the most famous whore in New York City now.

Thanks to you.

Pat. Pat.

We made me do it, Jenna.

So I'm getting to make a woman out of myself and for what?

Go back to having a dear and a laissez.

I'll put some coffee over there and write things you do.

Stop.

Fuck me like a bitch!

I'll stay it.

You just want to fuck me and throw me away.

Pat, what will not be thrown away?

I'm going to Hollywood, Sunday, you Jack.

You convinced me to do it.

For your own ugly little reasons, just like mine.

Just like mine.

To get what you wanted.

Who's the whore, Jack?

The fuck out of here!

People call Officer Jack, Kale, New York City Vice Squad as a witness.

State your full legal name and address.

John and Francis, Joseph Kale, 311, State of History.

Officer Kale, you're a member of New York City Vice Squad.

19th Precinct, is that correct?

Yes, sir.

Briefly for the court to describe your involvement in this case.

It was my idea.

Could you expand on that?

Chasing after Cafe Society regulars in the hopes of finding prostitution and trafficking within these circles was my idea.

I went to my superior deputy chief, Frustinsky, and asked for permission to go undercover.

Could you tell us what you saw at the Cafe Society Limited party as did you attended?

Pretty women.

Could you recreate the nature of these encounters?

Give me a typical example of an evening.

Sure.

One night I drank a lot, maybe too much, and I convinced Ray Davione that Pat Ward would be willing to work for him.

Later that night I slept with the madam of the Cafe Society, Erica Steele.

I had just stolen a legend she'd walked in on me.

Your Honor, I'd like to move to Strythe.

We were building an entire cast around one man simply because it would be good press for Mr. Hogan's reelection.

Your Honor, I'd like to move to Strythe, the previous day.

Mickey Jockey wasn't any more of a criminal than a thousand other pimps we'd come into come into town.

The journey it would ignore the previous days.

He was just a dude.

I set him up from the beginning and I delivered it to him.

You're on the way I coerced Pat Ward into becoming a prostitute for the purpose of the investigation,

which was to ensnare Mickey Jockey.

I coerced Miss Ward, I compelled Mr. Jockey.

Coercion compulsory prostitution.

You might say I was working for the DA in an effort to procure Mr. Jockey.

Your Honor, I'd like to move to recess.

I got no more to say.

Witness will be seated.

The witness will be seated until he's officially dismissed.

I delivered the prize.

He's seated.

And you got your headlines.

The witness will be seated.

He'll be signed and recontended.

You want to put somebody's morality on him?

Stand. Put mine on.

I had as good a time as anybody.

The old male jury on the Jockey case has gone into deliberations and New York's biggest fives

The judge is also a luxury that the effort to invite him.

And not the reason not to put his name on him.

Whether or not the girl goes through it.

There's no doubt in anyone's mind that Mickey Jockey will get the book thrown at him.

And that ought to teach the bible to think about the map.

Get your bets in on you, damn you.

This thoug.

This thoug.

That little Mickey will get the full fourteen years.

When had enough, skip the chairing.

Evening, huh?

Evening, Mr. Jockey.

You had a nice table for a future jailbird?

Not at this time.

Perhaps when we'll open up songs.

I guess I'll sit at the bar.

Too many.

correcting.

OCettes all be OK.

OUNDING

Mickey, you're healthy, the power drink.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Mickey.

Still hot on my trail, eh, Jack?

By the way, thanks for your performance in court the other day.

It was lovely.

They ought to give you the Oscar.

Unfortunately for me, it came a little too late.

I don't want you to thanks.

No?

Well then, how about an apology?

I'm sorry you haven't been able to suppress my appetite for the nightlife.

Though you moral guardians never give up the good fight.

I know.

You're probably wondering why old Mickey's out nightclub in only hours before he's to have his fate handed to him.

I'll tell you why.

I've heard they've yet to master the art of the martini at Sankzake.

Oddsmakers are laying 8 to 5. I get to full 40 years, Jack.

40 years.

For something that every two bit pimp gets a slap on the wrist for.

Instead, I get my life ruined and my future erased and a big sticker put on my back.

Also, you and the rest of your pack can tuck yourself in every night and feel smug and superior.

You've seen that sticker, haven't you, Jack?

You put it there.

Pimp, Jelky, it says.

Goes with every Jack at I own.

Mickey.

I know it doesn't matter now, but I'm sorry for everybody.

Oh, it doesn't matter.

We could have had so much fun.

You know, I think it would have been better if you had testified against me.

Why?

I could have walked up to you and said something amusing like you.

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