All language subtitles for Teenage Thunder 1957_eng

♪ ♪ Adults laugh at teenage kisses, don't

know why they do.

♪ ♪ When they see us out together

and we're holding hands.

♪ ♪ They think we're playing that make

believe and laugh at all our plans.

♪ ♪ Don't they know they once dreamed

the things we're dreaming of.

♪ ♪ And though we're young, we're not

too young to know that we're in love.

♪ ♪ Let them smile at teenage kisses

and the way we feel.

♪ ♪ For we know in our teenage

hearts, our teenage kisses are real.

♪ This is drag racing, the country's fastest

growing organized sport.

Here young men are interested in building something,

in sportsmanship and competition.

Here under every safety precaution, youngsters are finding

an escape valve for their great energies.

Here the boys who have hot rods race

them, and the boys who have not yet

built their own rods watch and dream, and

go home to design the car they will

drive one day.

♪♪ Oh,

dinner Johnny.

Okay Aunt Martha.

And you'd better hurry and get cleaned up

dear, your father got home early of the

usual tonight.

Okay.

Why don't you learn to sit up in

your chair instead of slopping all over on

it.

What time are they coming?

Well they said around nine, but you know

Frank how they're always late.

I hope you're going to clean up a

little sonny.

Why?

Because we're expecting guests for bridge, that's why.

I don't want you looking like an ordinary

hoodlum.

They're not coming to see me.

Besides I was thinking of going out.

Out?

Where?

Why don't you stay in once in a

while, this is your home too you know.

Yeah, but I haven't got anything to turn

on.

Okay BJ, well yeah I want to catch

the closing stock averages.

And now for the Wall Street News.

Trading was brisk on the stock market today,

and the upward trend continued.

Record profits reported by several major companies spurred

some stocks to new highs.

Rumors of an impending split saw Buchanan Oil

up five points at the end of the

day.

At closing industrials were up two points.

You can start it off now.

Rails 210, utilities 190.

Volume today 2,310,000.

Does that mean we're rich or poor?

Oh Donnie, aren't you going to eat your

pie?

No.

That boy gets more sullen every day.

Frank, why don't you let him take your

car tonight?

You won't be needing it.

He's not going to wreck another one of

my cars.

But Frank, can't you see he's unhappy?

Oh that again.

Now Frank, look.

Cream please.

I don't know why they do But teenage

kisses can graduate And make a lover's dream

When they see us all together And we're

holding hands Extra rare.

Was the pie that bad, Johnny?

I ate it, didn't I?

Hey dig this.

I made it up all by myself.

The things we're dreaming of And oh, we're

young And

teenage hearts are teenage kisses Hi

there, buddy boy.

What's new?

Not much.

Hey, when's that old man of yours going

to loosen up and buy you a ride?

You said I wanted one.

You don't want one like I don't want

my two hands.

Look, boy.

If I wanted one, I'd have one.

So just clam up.

You shouldn't talk like that, Johnny boy.

I could wake the street up with you.

And don't you ever forget it.

You don't want one and you don't have

one because your old man's still got you

in diapers.

When's he going to let you put long

pants on, Johnny boy?

I'm warning you, Mr. Loudmouth.

Don't start anything in here tonight.

He wasn't bothering you anyway.

Hey, you're even prettier when you're mad.

You know, if you play your cards right,

I might even let you go for a

ride with me tonight.

I wouldn't go crazy with you.

I wouldn't go crazy with you.

What's the trouble here, Betty?

Oh, it's nothing, Mr. Lucas.

It's all right now.

You guys sit down and behave.

No more dancing in here.

Oh, take it easy.

I've got my brother's car with me tonight,

Johnny.

You can drive it if you want to.

I'll be through in about ten minutes.

Who said I wanted to drive anybody's car?

Better hurry home, Johnny boy.

It's dark out.

Hey, buddy, you want a drag?

Oh, it's you, Betty.

Come on, get in.

Please slow down.

Quit worrying, will you?

Johnny, please.

Get out of there.

Get out.

Kids.

Punk kids.

Whose car is this?

Mine.

My brother's.

You got a license?

Johnny Simpson.

4838 Topeka Drive.

I know that section.

You Frank Simpson's boy?

Yeah, but you don't have to tell him,

do you?

I'll pay the ticket.

You think that's all there is to it,

huh?

80 miles an hour on a city street.

You might have killed somebody.

Maybe this girl here.

Get in the police car.

You better get on home.

Can I talk to her a minute?

Okay, make it snappy.

Sorry I got you in trouble, Betty.

Oh, that's all right, Johnny.

Come on, snap it up.

Yeah, okay.

See you tomorrow.

Sure.

How about that?

Grand slam and no trump.

Haven't had one of those in years.

Well, Henry, you ought to get Mona to

teach you the fine points of the game.

She plays like she wrote the book.

Oh, Frank.

I taught her.

Well, two spades.

Not again.

Pass.

Oh, excuse me.

I'll get it.

Good evening, Mr. Simpson.

What happened?

80 miles an hour on Walnut Street.

80 miles?

He doesn't have a car.

Whose car was he driving?

Betty Palmer's.

It's a souped-up job.

She works at the front page drive-in.

How many times have I told you to

stay out of those hot rods?

It's not a hot rod.

And I warned him about that girl, too.

She's wild.

It wasn't her fault.

Well, I'm glad my son is willing to

take the blame all by himself for acting

like an ordinary hoodlum.

80 miles an hour on a city street

is very serious, Mr. Simpson.

You'll have to appear with him.

Martha, we better be running.

I don't envy you.

Judge Grant is pretty tough on this kind

of thing.

Frank, we're gonna run along now.

Oh, yes.

Well, good night, Henry.

Good night, Mona.

Do it again sometime.

You bet.

Next week.

Good night.

John, what am I gonna do with you?

You embarrass me with my friends.

Now I've gotta go in front of Judge

Grant, take a lot of gut from him.

I can hear him now.

There are no delinquent children.

Only delinquent parents.

I've heard all about his speeches.

And another thing.

If you would hit someone, they'd sue me

for damages.

They could have wiped me out financially.

You understand that?

For over two years now, you've been begging

me.

Dad, get me a car.

I won't cause you any trouble.

You'll see.

You won't buy me a car.

I'll get a job and I'll buy one

myself.

Now you listen to me, young man.

As long as you live in this house,

you'll do as I say.

You understand?

And there'll be no hocked up jobs around

here until you're old enough to take care

of them.

Yeah.

Yeah!

Yeah!

I can't understand that boy.

After all I've done for him.

Frank, couldn't you arrange to spend a little

more time with him?

You forget his mother died when he was

only three years old and a child without

a mother.

Child?

He's 18.

But he's still a child in lots of

ways.

Look, Martha, you're forgetting one thing.

I was a child once myself.

The End How you doing, Johnny?

Fine, Bert.

So you found that squeak?

Yeah.

That was nothing.

You'll have to come up with harder ones

than that to catch me.

When you get through with that, take the

head off that .46. We've got one looking

for salt in the wall.

Sure, Bert.

I'll be through here in a minute.

Johnny.

Yeah?

I guess I forgot to put the pan

plug in.

Don't just stand there talking about it.

Put it back in.

Yeah.

Johnny, don't let it happen again.

It won't, Bert.

It won't.

The End What do you want, boy?

Well, I heard you were working here.

I just thought I'd drop in and pay

my respects.

Aren't you glad to see me?

What do you want?

Check the man in the gray, greasy suit.

What's the matter?

The old man cut down on your allowance?

Yeah, that's the way it is.

Some guy's got to work.

Do you want anything or don't you?

Say, I heard the cops caught you speeding.

That's too bad.

You know, you shouldn't drive so fast, Johnny.

Or else you ought to borrow a faster

ride so they can't catch you.

I said, do you want anything or don't

you?

Yeah, now that you mention it.

How about cleaning off my windshield?

Well, thanks a lot, muddy boy.

I'll drop in again sometime.

While my windshield's dirty.

The End Good fast ride, huh?

Oh, it's all right, I guess.

You got any kids, Bernie?

Yeah, I got a boy.

Does Spongebob age?

Seventeen.

I'm eighteen.

You building this for him?

Not exactly.

He has polio, Johnny.

He's been a cripple since he was nine.

Gee, I'm sorry, Bert.

That must be rough.

What were you building it for, then?

You'll see.

Want to help?

Sure do.

Hey, you know something, Bert?

You take these parts off and go to

a fuel injection.

Then you'll really have something.

Fuel injection, huh?

That's an idea.

Sure, Bert, because you see, if you take

the parts off...

Oh, don't tell me.

You don't have to sell me, I'm a

mechanic.

Or at least I thought I was.

You get started on it, I'll check on

the parts.

Sure.

Sonny?

Yeah?

Come on in, son.

What in the world have you been doing?

I...

I got a job.

A job?

What kind of a job?

Working at Morrison Service Station.

In a service station?

As a grease monkey?

It's a good job and I like it.

Look, Dad, I'm trying to...

Now, now, look, Sonny.

If you want a job during your summer

vacation, that's all right with me.

But why in a service station?

What did you ever learn there?

It's what I like, Dad.

What you like.

You want to have grease under your fingernails

all your life?

Now, if you want a job, why don't

you come down to the office?

I'll put you on as an office boy

and maybe you'll learn something useful.

I don't care anything about real estate.

Now, how can you say that?

You don't know anything about it.

Now, look, Sonny, I want you to quit

that job tomorrow.

Gee, it's quiet up here.

I just had to talk to somebody.

I mean you, Betty.

Well, you can call me anytime, Johnny.

You want to talk to somebody.

Betty, why is it that parents never let

a guy do what he wants to when

he's grown up?

You mean like driving 80 miles an hour?

No, I don't mean that, but...

Why can't I work in a service station

if I want to?

Well, you know, my mother didn't want me

to work in the drive-in.

But my father thought it was great.

I don't know what's wrong with the drive

-in.

Well, Mother thought it was cheap.

But my father said that places are never

cheap.

Only people are cheap.

And if you're cheap, you're going to be

cheap no matter where you work.

Hey, that's pretty good, isn't it?

It'd be the same thing in a service

station.

If a guy does a good job, I

don't think it matters what he does or

where he does it.

I don't think it matters either, Johnny.

I'm glad.

You know, if I like it good enough,

I might not go back to school.

Oh, I think you ought to finish high

school.

You might want to go to college or

something.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

Study some kind of engineering, maybe.

You know, when I get married, if I

have any kids, I'm going to let them

pick out for themselves what they aim to

do.

And I'm not going to call them Sonny

either.

Do you want to get married, Johnny?

Sure, don't you?

Well, I don't know.

Boy, you should see this Wellrod Burch building.

Yeah, I sure hope he lets me drive

it.

Yeah, well, maybe he will.

Oh, come on, Johnny.

We might as well be going.

Let's stop and get something to eat first.

I'm starving.

Well, that I can believe.

You're still a growing boy.

Had enough, Betty?

All filled up.

How about you?

Buddy boy.

Oh, say, if you get a chance, would

you dust off my windshield for me?

Oh, and check the water, too.

Say, Betty, how'd you like to go for

a little spin with me tonight?

You and I could really have a ball.

Why don't you get lost, Maureen?

Let's go, Betty.

Now, don't you know it ain't polite to

get up from a table when a man's

talking?

If you want to go, boy, let's go

outside right now.

You mean fight?

That's kid stuff.

Besides, there'd be no competition.

All right, then I'll...

But there's other ways.

Like what?

Well, I was just thinking.

Johnny, don't listen to him.

He's just gonna get you into trouble again.

As I was saying.

Now, if you had some wheels, maybe we

could find out just how chicken you are.

Oh, but you ain't got no wheels.

I'll meet you back here in an hour.

Johnny?

I'll be waiting, big shot.

Come on, Betty.

Remember, one hour.

Betty, will you lend me your car?

Oh, don't you see?

He's just trying to get you in trouble

with the police again.

You didn't answer my question.

Johnny, let's go somewhere.

Forget about Maury.

Forget about him?

Didn't you hear what he called me?

But chicken's just a word, Johnny.

Well, maybe it's just a word to a

girl, but it's not just a word to

a guy.

Do I get it or don't I?

I can't.

I don't want you to get in trouble

with the police again.

Come on, Johnny, let's go.

Betty, I kind of had the idea you

wanted to be my girl.

Well, I do want to be your girl.

Johnny, you're hurting my arm.

I'm sorry, Betty.

I don't want your car anyway.

Something might happen to it.

I'll get one somewhere.

You mean you're going to go through with

it?

I've got to.

I've got to get a real fast iron

somewhere.

Bert's car, we're only finished.

Hey, Betty, will you drive me over to

Market and Third?

What for?

Now stop asking questions.

You said you wanted to be my girl,

didn't you?

Well, don't you?

Well, I guess so.

Here, come on.

Okay, let's go.

What are we doing here?

You'll see.

You just don't say anything, understand?

But...

Look, I'm not going to do anything wrong.

You just don't say anything, okay?

I guess so.

Okay, come on.

Oh, now, look, doll, would I kid you?

I'm crazy.

Well, I can wait if you can.

You do?

Man, I sure wish they had them new

television phones.

The red ones, huh?

Well, you look like a million in any

of them, but especially those red ones.

Man, I just wish I was right there

with you right now.

Yeah, pretty soon.

Ironing close in about 15 minutes.

Sure, I'll get some.

You've got so much to do.

You sure you've got enough?

Hey, okay, doll.

Sure.

Okay.

I've got to hang up, doll.

I've got a customer.

But I'll be seeing you, and pretty soon,

and for sure.

What can I do for you, kid?

I want to look at a car.

We close at nine.

It won't take long.

I know what I want.

You want to look at a car, or

you want to buy a car?

I might want to buy it if the

price is right.

How old are you, kid?

21.

Huh?

Where do you live?

Why?

Where do you live?

4838 Topeka Drive.

Topeka Drive, huh?

What's your name?

Johnny Simpson.

Hey, what do you mean with all that?

I didn't say I was buying anything yet.

Johnny, what are you up to anyway?

Never mind, Betty.

Just take it easy.

Bye, young fella.

Maybe we can do something for you, but

we'll have to make it snappy.

You got any kind of an idea of

what kind of a car you're looking for?

This one here.

Yeah, everything works.

How much?

Well, I can let you have this one

for 400.

A lot of money.

If you don't want it, you can just

get on out.

I didn't say I didn't want it.

I just meant that I'd have to try

it out first.

What do you mean?

Tonight?

Now, look, kid, you'd better come back tomorrow.

I'm ready to close.

How long does it take to run around

the block?

You sure you got the money?

What would I want to try it out

for if I didn't have the money?

All right.

One time around the block, but only once,

understand?

I want to be out of here in

ten minutes, and I don't mean eleven.

If this thing can't go around the block

in ten minutes, I don't want it.

Never mind the cracks.

You just get it back here.

What are you worried about?

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

You want to go along, sis?

Hey, take it easy!

Crazy kids.

I'll be back.

We'll be back in a minute.

We're never going to get back in time.

You said you were just going to go

around the block.

Take it easy.

Yeah?

Hi, this is Johnny Simpson.

You know...

Where are you?

You were supposed to be back here five

minutes ago.

Yeah, I know.

Well, look, I'm sorry.

Where are you calling from?

Well, I'm at Sutherland and...

Sutherland?

You said you were only going around the

block.

Yeah.

Well, look, I like the job a lot,

and I...

I wanted to see how it would move

out before I really decided.

I think I might buy it, though.

All right.

You just get back here in a hurry,

that's all.

In a real hurry.

Well, it...

it might take a little time.

We...

We ran out of gas.

You what?

Well, you guys never keep enough in these

things.

Now, you listen to me, kid.

You said you'd be back here in ten

minutes.

I have got a real heavy date on

tonight.

Now, how soon can you get some gas

in that thing and get it back here?

Well, let me see if I can find

a station around here.

Hold on.

Johnny, what are you doing?

Look, honey, there's nothing to get excited about.

Just take it easy.

No gas station around here, I guess.

Look, I'll...

I'll tell you what I could do.

I could call up my father and he

could bring some over to me.

That way I could be back at your

place in about an hour or so.

An hour?

Look, if that's too long, after I get

the gas, I could drive it on home

and then bring it back in the morning

and give you a deposit.

Well, all right.

But by nine in the morning, you have

that car in here to me or I'll

have the cops out there after you.

You can trust me.

I'll be there.

Why won't you tell me?

What are you trying to do?

Some more of this chicken.

Yeah!

Johnny, what difference does it make if he

called you chicken?

You don't know what he wants you to

do.

You might get hurt.

Betty, I told you, just go home.

I'll be all right.

I can't go home if you're mad at

me.

I'm mad at you.

Just...

Well, it's just that you don't understand.

Don't you know that a guy's gotta feel

that his girl thinks he's okay, no matter

what he does?

No.

No, I don't think that.

Well, then go home.

I told you to.

Johnny, I can't go home.

I can't say you're right just because you

say you are.

You lied to the man about your age

and about not having any gas, and now

you're gonna do some other crazy thing.

I can't say that's right, Johnny.

Well, then go home.

Who needs you?

Well, what do you know?

You got one.

Where'd you get it?

None of your business.

You didn't steal it now, did you, Johnny

boy?

I wouldn't want to be associated with no

car thieves.

Man, my old lady'd bust a gut if

she thought I was running around with a

car thief.

Let's get to it, Maury.

Think you can do it with this, huh?

It moves.

Yeah, well, moving ain't everything.

What I got in mind takes more than

moving.

It takes guts.

Name it.

You know, maybe when I tell you what

I got in mind, you ain't gonna be

so cocky.

All right, this is what I figure, big

shot, so you and me can settle this

once and for all.

I got a nice lonely spot in mind,

and all you gotta do is follow me

up there.

You know what I mean?

Damn!

Hey, you look a little pale.

What are you scared of, Johnny boy?

Maybe you'll be lucky.

Maybe you won't get killed.

Well, what do you say, big shot?

You gonna back out now or later?

I'm ready any time you are.

Okay, chicken.

Okay.

Let's go.

Hey, looks like your girl's a little worried

about you, Johnny boy.

If we're going, let's go, Maury.

Betty, go home.

Now, is that any way to talk to

a doll like Betty?

Hey, why don't you come out and watch

the kid in action?

Oh, Maury, please don't get him in trouble

again.

Now, what's the worry?

We're just going over to Comstock and Highway

6 and have a little fun.

Johnny, what are you gonna do?

I said don't worry.

I can hear the rubber screaming now as

your boyfriend hits the brakes.

He'll never go through with it.

Look how sick he looks right now.

Let's get to it, Maury.

Hey, he puts on a good show, doesn't

he?

Let's go.

Johnny, don't go.

Please don't go.

Betty, will you go home?

Go away, will you?

Johnny, please!

All right, big shot.

Now, you go up here exactly a quarter

of a mile, turn around and wait.

I'll go down here a quarter of a

mile.

I'm gonna blow my horn three times.

On the third honk, you roll out to

65.

And stay at 65 and keep the white

line in the center.

And if you do have any guts, we'll

meet nice and pretty-like right here in

the middle.

Oh, uh, I hope you don't get too

much blood on your nice new stolen car.

Maury, what if he don't stop?

Are you kidding?

Can't you see how scared he is?

It'll stop.

Hello?

Neither one of them are gonna check it.

Let's go.

Let's go mess him up a little.

Hey!

It's a cop.

Let's go!

We've gotta get out of here.

I'll call the police.

All right, get in the car.

Oh, Dad!

Hello, Betty.

Hello, Johnny.

What's this all about, Sergeant?

Are you Mr. Palmer?

Yes.

Mr. Palmer, there's no charge against your daughter.

The chief just thought you ought to come

on down.

It seems your daughter's running around with the

wrong crowd.

The chief said that fact might impress you

if you had to come down to the

police station to pick her up.

Would you mind telling me what happened and

how my daughter was involved?

It seems this young fellow and his crowd

were trying to kill each other with hot

rods.

He's the only one we got.

Your daughter was responsible for preventing a very

serious accident.

If I were you, I'd advise her to

choose a better company.

I appreciate your advice, Sergeant.

But I have the utmost faith in my

daughter.

If there was trouble, I'm sure she had

no part of it.

Mr. Palmer, I have a daughter of my

own.

Just trying to be helpful.

Thank you, Sergeant.

All right, Miss, you may go.

Come on, Betty.

Good night, Johnny.

Good night, Betty.

Good night, Johnny.

Good night, Mr. Palmer.

Hey, Sergeant?

Yes?

What time is it?

Five minutes to eleven.

I'm Frank Simpson, the boy's father.

Just tell me what the charges are, and

I'll...

Find all the charges right in here.

Mr. Simpson, it will be necessary for you

and the boy to appear before Judge Grant

in his chambers, juvenile hall, ten o'clock

tomorrow morning.

Now, isn't there some way that I can...

It's all right, son.

You can go along home with your father

now.

That'll be all for tonight.

Come on, son.

Police Department, Sergeant Batson.

What's wrong with you, John?

Haven't I given you everything you really need?

And what do I get in return?

Disgrace.

First a wild, reckless speeding charge, and now

this.

What's wrong with you, son?

Tell me what's bothering you.

I'm not stupid.

I can understand.

Johnny, if there's something you want to say,

say it.

John!

When I'm talking to you, you show a

little respect, you understand?

And another thing, young man, I want you

to quit that job at the service station.

Don't look at me as though I were

a monster.

If you can't stay out of trouble because

of cars, you'd better stay as far away

from them as possible.

Yeah.

Why, Martha?

Why can't I get through to him?

Hiya, Martha.

Oh, hi, Johnny.

Want some lunch?

No, I don't think so.

Oh, did...

did anyone call?

Mr. Morrison called him on the way you

were.

What'd you tell him?

Well, I...

I thought maybe you'd want to tell him

yourself, so I just said you couldn't make

it.

But you'd be around to see him later.

Thanks.

Did anyone else call?

No.

Were you expecting a call?

Well, not exactly.

Johnny, I'm awfully glad things weren't any worse.

Your father just called me from the office,

and from what he said, that judge, well,

he must have been very understanding.

But you're going to have to be careful

from now on.

Yeah.

Betty, you still sitting here?

See my cigarette?

Oh, why doesn't he call?

He's just deliberately being mean, that's all.

Why don't you call him?

Well, I couldn't do that, sis.

He might be mad at me.

For maybe saving his life?

Fellas just don't look at things that way.

Oh, why aren't boys as smart as girls

are?

Well, if you're trying to start an argument

with me, you better pick another subject.

I've had my fill of that one.

Oh, listen, honey, forget about your pride.

Get on this phone and give him a

ring if you want to talk to him

so much.

Suppose he hung up on me for calling

the police and everything.

Well, if he did that, I'd just die.

I really would.

You don't suppose they put him in jail,

do you?

Oh, no, silly.

He's underage.

Probably just gave him and his father a

good scolding to warn them not to let

it happen again.

But if he's not in jail, why doesn't

he call?

Well, I'm sure I don't know.

I, uh, I think I'll go out for

a little while.

Well, if you should run into Johnny accidentally,

tell him I hope everything turned out okay.

Going out, Johnny?

I just thought I'd go over and see

Bert.

Oh, is my uniform clean?

Oh, yes, dear.

It's in the kitchen.

Johnny.

Why don't you just go on and call

Betty?

Betty?

Who said I wanted to call her?

Oh, I don't know.

I just thought maybe you might.

After all, I'm sure she'd like to know

how you make dollars.

I'll see her sometime.

I'll see you later.

Johnny!

Betty!

Betty, where'd you come from?

Oh, I was just passing by.

Give you a lift?

Well, I was just going over to Mr.

Morrison's.

I just came from there.

He said he hadn't seen you all day.

Well...

Oh, come on.

You can tell me about it on the

way.

Look, Johnny, the car's back on the lot,

and the judge didn't give it too much

trouble.

Just remember what I said, and everything will

be fine.

Thanks for listening, Betty.

Hey, what happened to my ace mechanic?

Hi, Bert.

Hi, Betty.

Where were you?

Well, I...

It's all right, Johnny.

Tell him.

I won't be able to work here anymore,

Bert.

And here's your uniform.

Well, why not?

Well, only kind of last night.

It's kind of hard to have to tell

you, but...

You don't have to tell me, kid.

Sergeant Benson told me the whole story this

morning when he came by for gas.

When you know.

I had to pass my putter.

I quit.

I hate to lose you, kid.

Hey, Johnny, do me one last favor, will

you?

The manifolds for the rod came this morning.

Would you fit them on for me?

Sure, Bert.

Thanks.

Hey, Betty, come on back and watch me.

Thank you.

Oh, so that's what a manifold is.

What do you think?

Hey, Johnny, I gotta go for a walk.

Would you mind if I say something?

Sure, Bert.

Okay, I'll be back in a little bit.

I don't think this area will take that

kind of development.

We'll have to figure out some way to

cut the costs.

Yes?

There's a Mr. Bert Morrison to see you,

Mr. Simpson.

I can't see anyone right now, Miss Morgan.

What did you say?

Mr. Bert Morrison.

Send him in.

We'll have to talk about this later, gentlemen.

In the meantime, try to figure out something

on a different cost level.

Mr. Simpson, I'm Bert Morrison.

Sit down.

What can I do for you?

Well, I, uh, I kind of thought I

could do something for you.

Oh?

Like what?

Mr. Simpson, I know I got no right

to interfere in your private life, but...

Well, it's about Johnny.

What about him?

He needs your help, Mr. Simpson.

Is that what you came here to tell

me?

Yeah, that's right.

Don't you think that my son's welfare is

my responsibility?

Well, why don't you do something about it?

Johnny has everything he really needs.

Everything except what he needs most, a father.

Now, you listen to me, Morrison.

Look, Mr. Simpson, simmer down.

Blowing your top isn't going to help anybody.

Now, you listen to me.

I happen to have a boy just about

Johnny's age.

He's been a cripple since he was nine

years old, but that doesn't mean I treat

him like another mouth to feed just because

we're under the same roof.

We happen to like each other.

We do things together.

Lots of things.

Hey, he's got a little woodwork in Sheppard.

We work in there together.

We even build model airplanes together.

We fly them together.

That's nice.

Just a couple of guys having fun together.

Can you say the same about you and

Johnny?

Now, if you're referring to the fact that

I won't let him have a hot rod

or work in your gas station, I think

he's given ample evidence that he's not capable

of coping with this sort of thing.

Oh, sure, Mr. Simpson.

Johnny's got problems, but do you know anything

about them?

Do you know what they are?

Has he ever come to you and said,

Dad, I need some help?

How about it?

I think you better leave, Morrison.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

I don't blame you for resenting my interference,

Mr. Simpson, but for Johnny's sake, I'd like

to warn you to try to find out

who he is, or else I'm afraid you're

in for a lot of heartaches.

Mr. Simpson, help Johnny grow up.

Hey, Betty, will you hand me that mantel

there?

No, no, the bigger one.

Here, Johnny.

Look, I don't think we should make any

changes until Burt gets back.

But it's got to work better.

Look, if the can't have more duration, I

can get another 500 RPMs out of it.

Well, I suppose you're right, but I still

think you want to wait until Burt gets

back.

Well, Burt will feel that way when I

explain it to him.

You know, I can talk to him.

It's great to have a guy you can

talk to.

An older guy.

A guy that doesn't always call you son.

You know, the only time I get an

offer by my right name is when he's

sore at me.

He doesn't even look you by it, Johnny.

Yeah.

More of it.

Hey, here he comes.

Watch this.

We'll have a little fun with him.

Well, they let you out, huh?

I thought they'd give you at least 20

years.

What do you want, Maury?

Like I told you, I'd be back here

when I needed my windshield cleaned.

Dust it off a little, will you, buddy

boy?

Yeah.

Dust it off yourself, buddy boy.

You made a big mistake, big shot.

Get your hands off of me.

I'm going.

Be sorry for that someday, Morrison.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on, Johnny, get up.

You're not a son.

Didn't anybody ever teach you how to fight?

Sure.

Sure looks like it.

Come on, Johnny.

Come on.

Frank, what in heaven's name did you buy

those silly things for?

Maybe it's a start.

But fighting, isn't there anything else?

From what I hear, it's one of the

first things he needs to learn.

I don't know what happened to Sonny and

me.

We used to have fun when he was

little.

And years went by.

Well, maybe it's just a phase of growing

up.

You know, he's changing.

Maybe you're making too much of it.

You know something, Martha?

Maybe I haven't let him grow up.

Well, I guess I better go talk to

him.

He might not like this idea at all.

Frank, whatever you do, don't get angry with

him.

I won't.

Come in.

Hi, Sonny.

I'd like to talk to you for a

minute.

Sure, Dad.

I, uh...

I talked to Bert today.

Bert Morrison.

So?

I started to hear about that fight.

He didn't hurt me.

I'm sure he didn't.

I thought you might like to, uh...

learn how to take care of yourself.

You know, uh...

When I was in college, I was pretty

good.

I was middleweight champion for two years.

Yeah?

You never told me that.

No, I guess we never did get around

to talk about that, did we?

Well, how about it?

Would you like me to give you a

few pointers?

We could get up early tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow's Saturday.

I know.

Don't you have to go to the office?

Oh, I...

I guess it wouldn't hurt me to stay

home from the office on Saturday once in

a while.

How about it?

Well, if you want to.

Good night, son.

Johnny, you're not doing too badly.

But you're forgetting to keep your guard up,

see?

Now, you've got to keep your guard up

and stand this way with your left foot.

With your left foot forward.

That's it.

You're forgetting to keep your guard up.

See, I can knock it down too easy,

or I can knock it up.

Now, get your guard up so that I

can't get to you.

All right, now.

See, you weren't watching.

Now, you didn't keep your guard up.

Now, come on, get it up.

See?

Now, you've got to keep your eyes open.

You've got to watch what I'm doing.

Now, I want to show you.

I want to show you with a left

hook and a right cross.

Just put your hands down.

Now, that's a left hook.

And this is a right cross, see?

Now, get your guard up so I can't

get to you.

All right, Johnny, now watch yourself.

I want to show you the left hook

and right cross again.

Left hook, right cross.

I didn't hurt you, did I?

Now, come on.

Once more.

Come on.

Now, watch me.

Keep your eye on me.

Not bad for after 20 years, huh?

All right, come on, let's try it again,

Johnny.

Come on.

All right, come on, boy.

Come on, let's try it again.

Johnny!

Johnny, listen.

It was an accident.

You walked into it.

Take it easy, son.

It was an accident.

It wasn't.

You did it on purpose.

Come on.

Frank.

What were you two doing?

I was trying to make friends with my

son.

Well, from what I could see, you weren't

doing too well.

I thought we just misunderstood each other, but...

It's much worse than that.

He really hates me.

Oh, Frank.

Don't be so melodramatic.

Johnny's always been spirited.

In an hour, he'll have forgotten all about

it.

Now, come on in the house and let

me make you some coffee.

Come on.

Hi, Mr. Lucas.

Oh, hi, Betty.

I found this stuck in the door when

I opened up.

It's for you.

Thank you.

Mr. Lucas, would you mind terribly if I

left for a little while?

It's very important.

Why, sure, Betty.

Is anything wrong?

I don't know.

Well, go ahead, but try to get back

before the gang starts coming in late.

Gee, thanks a lot.

Betty?

Where are you?

Over here.

Let's go back or I won't be seen.

Johnny, what's wrong?

You're not in trouble again, are you?

No, nothing like that.

Then what is it?

I left home.

Oh, Johnny.

And that's why I wanted you to bring

me the sandwich.

I didn't want to be seen.

I don't know if my father called the

police or not.

I forgot the salt.

Yeah, I know.

Now, what did you have to go and

do a thing like that for?

I don't have to stay where I'm not

wanted.

What makes you think that?

It's true.

My old man hates me.

I bet he's glad I'm gone.

Johnny, you're imagining things.

Look, why don't you call him up and

tell him where you are?

He's probably worried.

He don't care.

Well, I don't care either.

He'll never see me again.

But, Johnny, I want to see you again.

I wasn't going to run out on you,

Betty.

I was going to let you know where

I'd be.

If you promise not to tell.

Oh, I wouldn't tell anybody if you didn't

want me to.

But where are you going?

I don't know.

But I'll get in touch with you.

I wish you weren't going at all.

You know, I like you, Johnny.

A lot.

I like you too, Betty.

Thank you.

Are you going tonight?

No, I thought I'd get some sleep first.

And get an early start.

I'm going to sleep in Bert's car here.

Well, I...

I guess we'd better say goodbye.

Martha, I want to wait just a little

bit longer.

Maybe he's just being stubborn and deliberately staying

out late.

Frank, you know he's left.

And if the police can find him, maybe...

maybe he'll give you another chance.

Give me another chance?

Frank, Frank, I have told you for years

and you...

you've never listened to me.

Love isn't something you can demand.

You've got to earn it.

Somebody else said something just like that to

me only yesterday.

Give me the police.

Police department, Sergeant Benson speaking.

My boy is missing.

I want you to help me find him.

Yes?

All right, do you want to give me

a description?

John Simpson.

Age, 18.

Height, 5'9".

Weight, 155.

Did he have a car?

No.

No car?

No car, apparently on foot.

All right, I'll put out an all-points

bulletin on this.

I'll let you know just as soon as

I hear of anything.

Better give me your phone number.

Dickens, 27368.

All right, I'll do that.

Good night.

Good night.

Hello, police?

I want to report a stolen car.

Yeah, a hot rod.

That's right.

License KXY 635.

KXY 635 Hi, Mr. Simpson.

What are you doing around here?

I thought Johnny might be here.

You told him he had to quit working

for me, remember?

Yes, I remember.

I've been looking all over town for him.

Did he tell you where he was going?

No, he didn't say.

He left home.

That's too bad.

Do you know where he is?

Of course not.

I'm sorry, Morrison.

I shouldn't have thought you had anything to

do with it.

If you hear from him, will you let

me know?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Mr. Simpson.

Did you talk to Betty Palmer?

She may know where he is.

Yeah, I talked to Betty.

If she knew anything, she wasn't telling.

She acted kind of strange, though.

If I hear anything, I'll call you.

Okay, thanks.

Hello?

Betty?

Betty, this is Burke.

My car's been stolen.

Your car?

My car.

Hello?

Betty?

Johnny!

Johnny, where are you?

Near Palmdale.

Why did you take Burt's car?

How did you find out?

Burt called me.

He said he had a hunch you'd taken

it.

Did you, Johnny?

I was just borrowing it.

I'll see that Burt gets it back in

a few days.

But the police are looking for it.

And Burt needs it today.

Today?

What for?

He was gonna enter it in the drag

races in San Fernando this afternoon.

It was for his son.

He was gonna race it in his name.

I can't bring it back now.

Johnny.

Johnny, Burt told me to tell you that

unless you bring the car back, it'll break

his son's heart.

He's been counting on it for months.

You're not gonna tell him where I am,

are you?

I promised I wouldn't, Johnny.

But does that mean you're not coming back?

No.

No, I'm not coming back.

I didn't know you were gonna steal a

car, Johnny.

I didn't steal it!

Burt told the police to stop looking for

the car, that he knew where it was.

Oh, but if you don't come back in

time for the races, Johnny, I don't know

what he'll do.

Don't you see?

I can't bring it back now.

But he's your friend.

I can't help it, Betty.

I don't wanna go back to that house.

Tell Burt that I'll get it back, but

he'll have to wait.

He can race it some other Sunday.

And tell him I'll take real good care

of it.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Goodbye.

I'll need you in a minute.

Oh, Mr. Simpson, I...

I think I know where to find your

son.

You mean you heard from him?

No, not exactly, but...

I have an idea where he'll be this

afternoon.

You wanna go meet him?

I'll get my hat.

Morrison, I don't know why you brought me

here.

This is where you lost your boy.

This is where you'll find him.

All right, number 8 and number 69 are

on the starting line.

Number 8 is being handled by Steve Malotti.

And number 69 is being driven by Maury

Weston.

I didn't know he'd be here.

Who's he?

It's a kid that's got a special talent

for getting your boy into trouble.

Oh.

Dad, I don't see our car.

Don't worry, Jim.

Maybe he'll be here.

And I don't see Sonny.

Now listen, Morrison, I don't see any reason

why...

There they go!

And it's another win for Maury Weston.

That's the third dragster, and he's beaten.

Look, Morrison.

All the way out here, you gave me

a lot of devil talk...

about an afternoon like this being good for

me.

Now will you tell me what we're doing

out here?

All right, Simpson.

I brought you out here for Johnny's sake,

not yours.

I think you might learn something about your

boy today.

He stole my car last night.

It was a special rod I was building

up.

He what?

Yeah, that's right.

He broke the lock on the garage and

took the car.

You mean the police are looking for him?

No, no, no.

I called them off.

I told them I knew where the car

was.

Oh, then you do know where Sonny is.

Not exactly, but I expect him here any

minute.

He's too good a kid to let me

down.

Dad, there it is!

Hey, Johnny!

Sorry, Bert.

Thanks, Johnny.

Johnny, this is my boy, Jimmy.

Hi, Johnny.

Hi, Jimmy.

You're gonna win, aren't you?

You mean...

Well, who did you think was gonna drive?

I want you to win for Jimmy.

And win for me, too, son.

Johnny.

Thanks, Dad.

Thanks.

Hey, is that thing really fast?

It sure is, Dad.

Competing in our next race is Maury Weston

driving his own T-Tub and Johnny Simpson

driving a 29A.

Both cars are flathead engines.

Johnny is driving for a boy who has

had polio since he was nine years old.

And this boy is here with us today

to see his first race.

Good luck, Jimmy!

If it was anybody else but you, I

might even lose for the kid.

But then I got a score to settle

with this old man, too.

Don't do me any favors, Maury.

Don't worry.

Just keep out of my way or I'll

drive all over you.

Jimmy Morrison's car wins.

Trying to

direct me?

Come on, let's go.

Come on.

Left hook.

Cross.

Well, son, looks like you won twice today.

Three times, I'd say.

Johnny!

I got here just after you crossed the

starting line.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Hey, how'd you know I'd come back?

Just like Bert knew.

Man, Johnny, you were really great.

You sure know how to drive.

Thanks, Jimmy.

You ought to get a hot rod of

your own.

Hey, why don't we sell him ours and

we could build another one?

That's an idea.

What do you say, Johnny?

Should we make him an offer?

Could we?

Anybody who knows how to drive like Johnny

ought to have a hot rod.

Well, what do you say, Morrison?

Can we drive it home?

I'll stop by your station tomorrow and settle

it up.

I guess it's all right on one condition.

Let Johnny come back to work for me.

I can't get out like that every day.

It's a deal.

Ready, Johnny?

Yeah, come on, Betty.

♪ Hey,

Dad, slow down.

This is a highway, not a drag strip.

I'm only doing 60.

♪ Well,

Mr. Simpson.

Oh, hello, officer.

We were, uh, just trying out our new

car.

Riding around in hot rods now.

And with that wild girl, Betty Palmer.

Judge Grant's gonna be mighty upset about this.

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