Original subtitles

[music playing]

Nora, you are just like the 12 o'clock whistle

with your Jerry.

It ain't everyone can't have a job like him.

Pacing that train across the avenue to the switch.

Because the law says the train can't move

no faster than Jerry's horse.

And the safety of the public depending on him.

Oh.

[laughs]

Why don't you put some music to it, make a song?

[laughter]

Jerry!

Jerry!

Hi, Nora!

Come straight home tonight.

Don't be stopping around that pool room.

I can't hear a thing.

I can't hear you.

Come straight home tonight!

Don't be stopping in the pool room!

I can't hear a thing.

Don't go into the pool room!

Come straight home tonight!

[SINGING] Don't go into the pool room.

Come straight home tonight.

[train whistle]

Hey, Jerry.

I got a sure thing for you in the fourth race today.

Yeah?

He don't need no tips.

He's got a horse already.

[laughter]

You don't call that thing a horse, do you?

Mary!

Mary!

Hi, Mary!

See you tonight, Mary.

Yeah, I guess so.

We'll go to the Palisades and dance.

Yeah.

And eat hot dogs and shoot ducks.

Well, what's the matter with you?

Ain't that what we always do?

Yes, Jerry.

Sure.

[car horns]

Hey!

Go get that dumb truck away from that thing.

Hey, you!

Where do you think you're going?

Hey, your boss is calling.

You're blocking the street.

Aw, let 'em wait.

Hey, you on the horse.

I am in a hurry.

Are you talking to me?

Yes.

Hey!

You get back over there and pace that train!

Aw, quit waving that red flag in my face, [inaudible],

or I'll call the cops.

Why, you come on back over here, or I'll fire you!

Come on.

8:00, Mary, with your dancing shoes!

Come on!

Get out of here!

[car horns]

So you are Mary.

And, uh, who was the man on the horse?

Who's asking questions?

I am.

Ooh, I see.

Mr. Big, huh?

Mr. Very Big.

Come to see how this half of the world lives, huh?

Mhm.

Save yourself, mister.

We're born, and we die.

Just like you.

We got kids.

We got drunks.

Just like you.

Say, do you know something?

We got everything you got.

Now if you'll excuse me.

It ain't my day for receiving callers.

Oh!

You were right.

You got everything.

Mary!

Yeah?

When you're through with the wash, then dress the kids

and finish the dishes.

And today's the day for the garbage.

And Pop wants you to go to the corner for him,

because the bottle's running low.

Well, um, I got a few things to do.

Wait a minute.

I've got to get this horse on a Frisco boat now.

But I'll be back to show you how the other half lives.

Bye.

[music playing]

There you are, little Mary.

That's a real $8 quart pub drink.

You really mean you pay $8 for that?

If you like it, you can bathe in it.

Aw, would I use for soap?

I need a windshield wiper.

[laughter]

Go on and drink it.

It'll make your heart sing.

[music playing]

[chatter]

[music playing]

Good evening, Miss Madison.

Good evening, Colonel.

Hello, Madison.

Good evening, Mr. Arno.

That's Colonel Frederick Madison.

Owns one of the biggest racing stables in the country.

[music playing]

Top society.

-She must be. -What?

The gal.

That's his daughter.

Gee, she's a knock out.

I mean, she's beautiful.

Why not?

She's got what it takes.

Just imagine how any woman would look in those things.

Furs and jewels.

Six months rest for your hands.

Mhm.

I get it.

I'm afraid you don't.

I had no intention of offering you anything but-- but a job.

A job?

Disappointed?

I've come to take you home. Come on.

Take your stuff, and let's get going.

You had a date with me tonight.

I suppose you forgot that.

And I suppose you forgot we got a date

every Saturday night, huh?

Well, I ain't forgotten.

That's why I'm here.

Come on.

You're going with me.

And nobody ain't going to stop me, neither.

Just like to see anybody try it.

That's all.

I'm sorry.

I-- I'd better go.

Goodbye.

Hm, I thought cavemen were extinct.

You're thinking of volcanoes, dear.

Perhaps I am.

It's a fool kid like that who gets nervous and, uh, shoots.

Yeah, I think he's hopped up.

Mary!

Listen, what's the matter with you?

What's wrong?

Will you listen a minute?

Oh.

Now would you listen?

Oh, I'm sorry I hit you, Jerry.

Never mind.

Mary, why did you go there?

Well, I-- isn't it beautiful tonight, Jerry?

All the light colors and-- and the shop

windows with all the things in them

you ever dreamed of having.

Huh.

That's what you've been wanting?

Why didn't you say so?

Fancy me forgetting to mention it.

No harm done.

Which one do you like?

Well, now if you insist, I'll take, uh, that one.

That one it is.

Come on.

Let's go back where we belong.

[can rattling]

Goodnight, Jerry.

Oh, Mary.

Mary, would you sit on the dock with me for a while?

[music playing]

Look.

There-- there's the excursion boat.

Can you hear the band playing?

I wish we was on it.

[sigh]

It's swell here tonight, ain't it?

Yeah, swell.

A bit like this in Europe where the big shots go-- you

know, where the dukes and duchesses ride around in them

gondolas.

Oh, you mean Venice.

Yeah, Venice.

I bet they got moonlight there every night in the year.

Yeah.

Can I say something, Mary?

Oh, I never heard you keep quiet.

You got me buffaloed tonight.

You know, last week you was a kid on the block.

Tonight-- I don't know.

I-- I never imagined seeing you in a dump

like the-- like the Club Rio.

What's the matter with my being there?

[sigh]

It would be all right if you was with me, Mary.

But I don't know how to talk to you now.

Something's different.

What's different?

I-- I don't know.

Maybe if your nose was running.

Well, all right.

Suppose it was.

Then I'd ask you to marry me.

[laughs]

Oh, don't laugh at me, Mary.

I've been feeling all night like somebody's

stepped on me inside.

Oh, I'm not laughing at you, Jerry.

I was just laughing because I'm kind of happy.

I'm going to keep you happy, too.

I'm going to get a job with real pay.

Jerry, will you really try and work steady for a change?

Sure.

Soon I'll be making enough so we can move away from here.

Yeah.

Yeah, if we could save something each week.

You'll have the best that money can buy.

A swell apartment.

Oh, maybe we could have the kind that-- you know,

that they build on top of a roof.

Sure, if that's what you want.

And then maybe we could go to Europe on one of them

big liners that come up the river.

Why, think of it, Jerry!

You and me going to Europe together.

Oh, darling, if you'd only marry me, I could do anything.

The sky is the limit.

I-- I'd get you champagne by the bucket.

And we'd go to Venice, and you'd be Queen America.

[fog horn]

[chattering]

Maybe we could move out of the breeze.

[crying]

Oh, Mary, what is it?

Oh, you're crying!

Aw, Mary, did I stick my foot in it again?

What's the matter?

Oh, stop dreaming.

There's the Venice we'll get.

11th Avenue cherry blossoms.

Smell them.

Oh, sure, I'll marry you.

And we can both sit here in the summertime

and watch our kids swimming in that soup!

Aw, Mary, don't cry.

I can't stand seeing you like this.

COP: And what do you think you're doing?

What does it look like we're doing?

One of them fresh guys, huh?

You're on private property.

And as for what you're doing, well, come on.

Get going.

I'm going home.

Mary.

Do you think a cop like that would put

his snoot in Wire Arno's face?

[punch]

And the said Jerry Flynn has from time to time

been consorting with known criminals, gamblers,

and former bootleggers.

He has held odd jobs from which he

has inevitably been discharged for brawling

and breach of the peace.

Jerry Flynn, this is a serious charge against you.

Yes, sir.

Assaulting an officer of the law.

Yes, sir.

Haven't you any respect for that uniform?

There's only a man in that uniform.

My boy, that uniform represents 1,000 years of human effort

towards civilization.

It represents society's attempt to make the weak equal

to the strong and the ruthless.

It--

Why don't you tell it to that flat foot there?

[laughter]

[banging]

Silence in this court.

Must you always be speaking out of turn, you blatherskite?

Jerry, the law says that I can sentence you to three

years in the penitentiary.

Three years.

Now do you think your temper would cool off in that time?

Oh, Your Honor.

May I speak for the lad?

What is it you want to say?

Your Honor, I've been a scrub woman all my life.

On my hands and knees like a camel.

And bending over the wash pan like that-- well,

you know, Your Honor, me own two children was born dead.

And then my poor husband's time came, and I was alone.

And then Father O'Malley-- God's blessings on his head--

brought Jerry to me.

And Your Honor, Jerry was so small.

His Reverence carried him in his overcoat pocket.

[laughs]

And look at him now, Your Honor.

So young and big and handsome and-- maybe with a dash

of your own temper, huh?

And a blood on fire and him in love as he should be.

Now Your Honor, excuse me for talking so much.

Go on.

Maybe you never think, Your Honor-- you

so famous and rich-- what the poor children should do in New

York when they're in love.

Where are they to do them kissing if it ain't in the park

or maybe the railway station just letting on to be

saying goodbye to each other.

And that's all, Your Honor.

Only maybe that's why Jerry smacked the cop.

For being young and hot blooded and in love

and-- and he's all my children rolled in one, Your Honor.

And he's all I have to love in this world these days.

And so maybe, Judge-- maybe you'd excuse him?

You may sit down.

Jerry, what have you to say?

Nothing.

What are you sniffling for?

I thought you were so tough.

Who, me?

I'm not sniffling.

An old woman shouldn't talk like that.

Well, how should she talk?

I don't know.

Bawl me out.

You can handle people who bawl you out, can't you?

Yes, sir.

How about people who don't?

I guess I'm a heel.

Mrs. Flynn.

Yes, sir?

Uh, where do you work?

I'm in the newspaper business, Your Honor.

I scrub floors at the "New York Globe" office.

Oh, pretty good business.

Aren't there some street corners where Jerry could start

in the, uh, newspaper business?

Oh, yes, sir.

There's a legitimate job for you, Jerry.

A tough one.

It's hard to make honesty pay.

Harder than brawling or knocking down policemen.

Next case.

Oh!

"Sun," "Tele," "Journal," "Gazette"!

Read all about it.

Paper.

Here.

Hi-ya boys.

Sports, final--

Hey, Jerry.

Got a sure thing for you in the second race tomorrow.

Yanks lose.

Dodgers top Reds.

What about a couple of bucks [inaudible]?

Maybe you can get the National City Bank

to advance you four bets each.

Oh, paper, lady?

Listen, Jerry, have a heart, will you?

We've been living off the chewing gum machine.

Yeah, and I got holes in me pocket

digging for tobacco crumbs.

Say, listen, you mutts, maybe I could use a few of you birds

to help me expand my business.

You mean selling papers?

Get subscriptions and win an egg.

All right.

I'm giving you a chance to make some dough legitimate.

Now watch me.

Harvard wins!

Read all about it.

Sports final complete.

Harvard wins!

Read all about it.

Sports final complete.

Say, you, what do you mean Harvard wins?

Well, there it is right there, mister.

You want me to read it to you?

[laughs]

I get it.

War declared here! War!

Read about the war!

Yes, sir, war here!

War here! Yes, sir.

Read about the war!

Read about--

Where's the war?

Police declare war on traffic violators, lady.

[laughs]

Now you see?

What'd I tell you?

Why not make dough legitimate?

Hey, this don't sound bad.

Ah, this is a sissy's racket.

It's a tough job making honesty pay, mister.

I tried it once.

Selling vacuum cleaners.

But my mug scared the customers off.

Aw, Lefty, with a pan like yours,

you ought to scare them into buying.

Aw.

Sure, make them think they're buying cheap life insurance.

Go ahead.

Want a paper, mister?

No, thanks.

You want a paper.

I want a paper.

[yelling]

Hey.

Keep it legitimate.

Paper?

[yelling]

Paper!

Here, here. Let's go.

[yelling]

It's $50, sir.

How much down?

On our new deferred payment plan, that would be,

uh, $5 down and $0.50 a week.

That's not bad.

Mhm.

You'd have it all paid for in just, uh, 90 weeks.

OK.

At least I should see me own daughter leaving the threshold.

After all I've done for you.

And what have you ever done for her?

[baby crying]

Every job she's ever had, you've queered with your boozing.

And every dollar she's ever made,

you've washed it down your throat.

You're turning against me, too.

Everybody is against me.

Me, that kept the roof over your head.

Me, that had only half a kidney in me body.

[knocking]

Who is it?

JERRY: It's me, Jerry.

Uh, Marthy, children, come along.

Come, darling.

Are you going to sit there and make a circus out of yourself

in front of him?

Here.

You forgot this.

Evening, Mary.

Did you hear him?

Hm?

Oh, usual Saturday night stew, huh?

Well, never mind.

I got plenty to tell you.

[car horn]

I got things to tell you, Jerry.

Yeah, but first give me your hand.

Listen.

Turn your head away.

[car horn]

Don't be so nervous.

Jerry, I decided that I gotta get away from here.

And so you will with me.

You make it so tough, Jerry.

Oh, what's the matter?

You-- you haven't said anything about that.

[car horn]

Yeah.

Yeah, it's swell, but--

Remember how you admired 'em that night in the window?

You shouldn't have bought it.

I'm going to buy you the earth and everything on it.

Aw, Mary, for you-- well, the sky is the limit.

Of course, I'm not taking much now,

but it's a start towards all them things we talked about.

You've had jobs before.

Yeah, I know, but--

Jerry.

What?

I'm leaving here.

JERRY: Well, sure, you are.

And I'm leaving you.

What are you talking about?

I'm getting out of here.

Where are you going?

I told you where I'm going.

I'm getting out of here.

Wait a minute.

Step on that horn.

[car horn]

Oh, so that's the ticket.

Well, I suppose maybe you think you

got something better to offer.

Like what my old man gave her.

A houseful of kids and a dump like this to bring them up in.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, I know.

We're different.

We're in love.

But so were they.

Don't you see?

So were they!

But that-- that night on the dock.

All the plans we made and--

Yeah, and what'd you do?

Slugged a cop and-- and got pulled in for it.

And that's the way it's always been.

You're talking about what a great guy you are

and never doing nothing to back it up.

And me listening, trying to believe,

thinking that maybe next time things would be different.

Oh, I know now.

This is where you live, and this is where you'll always live.

You're on 11th Avenue.

Well, maybe that's heaven for you, but not for me.

[car horn]

There's your master's voice.

Jerry.

Jerry, maybe--

Well, what are you waiting for?

You want me to carry your bag?

[door closing]

[car horn]

Read all about it. Paper.

Paper.

How you doing, Pussy?

Swell.

50 "Tele"s, 50 "Journals," 30 "Sun"s.

What's the matter with the Gazettes?

Well, get going on them anyway.

We've got to double the take.

Right Come read the paper here!

How's the take, Lefty?

Everything's OK but them "Gazettes."

The circulating guy was around here complaining.

He's complaining?

Well, I'd like to tell him a few things about that sheet.

Yeah, but maybe they wouldn't listen.

Oh, wouldn't they?

Come and get your paper here, folks!

As owner of "The Gazette"--

MAN: Just a minute here!

Now wait a minute.

You can't go in there.

Just come back here.

What is the meaning of this?

I'm Flynn of Flynn Distributing Enterprises.

I'm sorry, Mr. Poliver, but this goof

pushed right through my office.

Says he wants to tell us what's wrong with our paper.

Come on, you.

Wait a minute.

You the owner of this rag?

No, he is.

I'm only the Managing Editor.

Well, I've built up a big business, see?

And it's going to be bigger.

But handling your paper doesn't help it any.

Suppose you tell us what's wrong with our sheet,

Mr. Flynn. -Sure.

Can you take it?

Why not?

At present, it's so respectable, it smells.

Now, Mr. Dukes.

What's your circulation?

Oh, roughly about, uh, 300,000.

In the East River.

I beg your pardon.

That's where they chuck 'em.

Well, I've got a proposition.

Let this guy turn loose and talk dough to me,

and I'll guarantee you over a million in a year.

How?

Murder a day with a woman in it.

Well, what's the public interested in?

Stuffed shirts in trouble.

Beautiful girls in trouble.

Hangings, fire, and [inaudible]!

But what about the moral tone of the paper?

So run a sermon every Saturday.

Well, can you do it?

I can print it in blood if they'll let me.

What do you want?

$1 a month for every copy I add to your present circulation.

What do you say, Mr. Poliver?

Well, if Mr. Flynn shows us he can

increase the sale of the paper, then

we can talk about a contract.

You speculate, Flynn?

What do you say, Lockjaw?

Will these kids pay the hospital bills?

Now Mr. Dukes, about this sermon every Saturday-- I

think we should feature it on--

Lockjaw, I want you to round up all the out of work mugs

you can lay your hands on. -Yeah?

We're going to spread out all over town.

Gee.

[music playing]

Hey, read all about it.

[yelling]

Congratulations, Mr. Flynn.

Here's your contract.

Good work, Flynn.

How do you do, Mr. Flynn?

Now according to this contract, we'll extend your credit to,

shall we say, uh, $60,000?

Office equipment?

At once, Mr. Flynn.

Gladly, Mr. Flynn, if you'll just sign for it.

And where should we deliver there?

Certainly, Mr. Flynn.

The fastest motor trucks on the market.

[music playing]

Hello.

Yeah, this is Flynn.

OK, beyond the dough.

Send the papers up to my office.

[ringing] Here.

Who's that? Hello?

Hello!

Oh.

Yeah.

She can't come without her sister?

What's her sister look like?

OK, bring them both up.

[groan]

What's that?

Uh, [french].

Aw, give me the lowdown, will you?

[ringing]

[french].

It tastes like fish to me.

Jerry, you got the ferry terminal.

Yeah?

What's the rent?

OK, it's a deal.

It's a dame.

Yeah, tell her to come if she ain't got clubbed feet.

Have you got clubbed feet?

[laughter]

Hello, Jerry.

Hi-ya, Jerry.

Hi.

Hey, madame.

Oh, where's the bar?

That's an idea, baby.

Come on!

Jerry, this is Peggy.

How do you do?

This is Dolly.

And this is Maizie.

Hi-ya, Jerry.

How do you do?

Swell joint you have here.

Very disting-way.

Say, how about a dance, big boy?

Oh, but this is ours, isn't it?

Hey, wait a minute.

-You're with me. -OK.

Say, how about you and I, baby?

I'd rather eat.

[music playing]

I bet you get lonesome sometimes.

What makes you think so?

Oh, all those beautiful things in there and nobody

to share them with you.

I bet you could be awfully sweet to a girl, Mr. Lonesome.

Hey, where are you getting that lonesome stuff?

Haven't I got everything up here?

Look down there.

50 stories up above those mugs on top of the world.

Yeah, sure.

You're wonderful.

Oh, Mr. Flynn.

Uh, Pomelli is my name.

Marshall T Pomelli.

Hey, how'd you get in here?

I've come to collect on the wristwatch.

I've been trying to see you for 40 weeks.

And if I don't collect, they'll fire me.

40 weeks, huh?

It's OK.

Here.

Thank you.

God bless you.

Here's your receipt.

Good night, Mr. Flynn.

Thank you!

Come on, Mr. Flynn.

Join the party.

What are you so sad about, sugar?

Poor little rich boy got troubles?

How can a guy have troubles in a joint like this?

Baloney!

Maybe he's got spiritual troubles.

Yeah, well, run along inside, will you?

No, really?

Run along!

You, too.

[music playing]

Hello.

Hello, Madison.

What's he doing to keep up a front?

He's doing it on me.

I have enough personal notes of his

to take his house, his horses, his moustache if he had one.

Look.

If they don't stop playing that music,

I'm going to throw that at the guy who's waving the stick.

Yes, mademoiselle.

Listen, you.

Get this, and get it straight.

You boys have got to pay off on a longshot once a week

so I can advertise it and keep them putting

their money on the line.

When you hear the tone--

Oh, uh, waiter.

WAITER: Yes, Mr. Arno?

Don't you see the lady's glass is empty?

Oh, mine?

Am I still here?

I am sorry, Mr. Arno.

Why don't you dance, Mary?

Oh, I ain't got the time.

Say, can't you get 'em to change that music?

ARNO: Oh, you are taking life too serious.

I only got one.

ARNO: Yes, but you've got everything.

Everything you want, haven't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, I got everything.

Everything I want.

MAN: Say, ain't it the truth Cheer up, kid.

You're sitting pretty.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

I'm sitting pretty.

I got rings on my fingers and bells on my-- oh,

I got bells in my head!

Aw, take me out of this dump, will you?

Take me out!

I told you to stop playing that music!

[crash]

[crying]

One more drink before we go.

Ah, come on.

You've had enough. -Oh.

-Goodnight, toots. -Goodnight.

-Say goodnight to the boss. -I will.

-Goodnight. -Goodnight.

See you in church.

It was a grand sermon.

Oh, and a good dinner, Nora.

Oh.

Now make yourself easy, lad.

Take your coat off.

Here, Nora.

Thank you, dear.

It's a waste of money giving it to you.

Why don't you use it?

Get yourself a fine house, servants.

Servants.

Now what would the likes of me be doing with servants?

No, Jerry.

This is my home.

And yours, too, whenever you need it, lad.

I could fix you up swell in my penthouse.

May I break my foot if ever I cross

your threshold while the perfumed water of sinful women

smells it up.

Your work days' sins are your own.

Your Sundays, you'll spend here with me.

Yes, Nora.

You're very successful, aren't you, lad?

It's like magic, Nora.

I got the town by the ears.

You got everything you want.

Oh, you know me.

The sky's the limit.

Oh, and that's the way I like to hear you talk.

Yeah.

NORA: Are you still grieving about her?

Oh, I'm not even thinking about her.

Well, she's nothing in my life.

Nothing.

BOY: "Wire Arno's Racing News."

First race coming up.

BOY: Get your red hot tip. "Wire Arno's Racing News" here.

Get your red hot tips here. "Wire Arno's Racing News."

Get your red hot tips.

Get yourself ready to clean up a fortune, everybody.

Will my Jerry put a bet on an itty-bitty horse

for his little Dolly?

Sure, kid.

Name your nag.

The sky's the limit.

WOMAN: Oh, well, I want to bet on the horse

that's going to win.

Do you want to make a teeny weensy bet, snookums?

I want to bet on the jockey in the pink shirt.

Oh, Pinkie Pie.

Yes, yes, and I would, too.

JERRY: Oh, uh, better get going with that champagne, Lefty.

LEFTY: All right, Jerry.

JERRY: Anything else you want, baby?

Remember, nothing's too good for you.

[cheers]

Mary.

Jerry.

[cheers]

He's a few thousand clear.

So this is where you live.

Yeah, this is the dump.

And I can spit down on top hats all day long.

Oh, it must make you proud-- all this by yourself.

Mhm.

By myself.

Well, not quite.

What do you mean?

Oh, there's Nora, for instance.

Yes, there's Nora.

It was a nice night, Jerry.

I'm glad you gave it to me.

Yeah.

Uh-huh.

What are you looking at?

Take a squint down there.

Mary.

I think I'll be going.

I don't belong here.

Where do you belong then?

[sigh]

It's been so long.

[ticking]

Oh, Jerry, forgive me.

I love you so.

You've got to forgive me.

Yeah.

Yeah, sure, I'll forgive you.

Oh.

Don't look at me like that.

Oh, Jerry, I--

Jerry.

What?

Will you talk to me?

What is there to talk about?

Us.

What is there to say?

What do you want, Jerry?

[sigh]

I don't know.

Oh, Mary, I--

Words are hard, aren't they, Jerry?

Did you-- did you do that to him?

Do what?

Stroke his hair.

Oh.

Well, did you?

But that's all over now, Jerry.

Well, why do you stall?

Did you tell him that you loved him?

No.

No.

Well, when did he first kiss you?

Jerry, will you quit torturing yourself?

Quit torturing you, you mean.

Oh, it doesn't matter about me.

That's all that does matter.

His hands are on you.

I can see his kiss on your lips.

Will you stop?

You know what you're doing and what you're saying?

I know what I'm saying.

I know what I want to say and what I want to do.

I want to take you in my arms and kiss you

and tell you that I love you.

But all the time the face of that man comes in.

His face.

And it'll always be there until I can crush it out

like something you can step on.

Come on in.

Bring the rest of the boys with you.

I'm starting a race track tip sheet.

Tip sheet?

And this is the layout I want.

[man talking]

[chatter]

MAN: Jerry Flynn's new racing sheet!

A daily winner!

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A daily winner!

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A daily winner!

Right here, folks.

[car horn]

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You know you can't bet without a sheet here.

Get your red hot tips.

Jerry Flynn's racing news here.

There you are.

Read all about it.

Pick the winner every time.

Here you are.

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It's all red hot.

Get your red hot tips here.

Jerry Flynn's racing news here.

Jerry Flynn's racing news.

Get your red hot tips.

He's picked the first one already.

Quit worrying.

But I tell you, boss.

He's got the six best bets of the day.

-You've seen it, Wire? -Yes.

You realize we're out 20 grand already,

and that's only the first race?

[chatter]

MAN: Jerry Flynn's new racing sheet.

A daily winner.

Jerry Flynn--

BOY: Jerry Flynn's racing news here.

It's all red hot.

Hey.

BOY: Get your red hot tips here.

Have a look.

Jerry Flynn's racing news.

Get your red hot tips.

Jerry Flynn's racing news.

Get your red hot tips.

Get your red hot tips in.

Jerry.

Jerry, please don't fight him.

He's dangerous.

He'd kill you if he could, and that's a punishment

that-- that even I don't rate.

There's no room in the world for that man and me.

But you've won already.

What more can you gain?

I want his shadow off of me.

I want to do to him what he did to me and what you did to me.

Please don't make me face him.

Are you afraid of him?

You love him?

OK.

I'll go with you.

[chatter]

[crash]

Hello, Jerry. How are you?

Hi-ya, Jerry.

Hey, what was that?

They just shot a horse.

Yeah, a horse broke his leg at the jump.

Which one was it?

Number five, Jer.

Who won the last race?

Applaud K.

Well, that's, uh, two we picked.

Give me a pencil.

Two in a row for him.

Yeah.

Well, what are you going to do about it?

Just give orders to have his crowd thrown out.

[chatter]

Jerry, I'm afraid.

Ahh.

Jerry Flynn's "Horse Sense."

Here, get your red-hot tickets.

Hey, what's the idea?

This broadcast is coming to you from the courtesy

of the new Jerry Flynn racing paper, "Horse Sense."

What the-- oh, I beg your pardon!

Paper?

[chatter] -Look!

It's a fight. Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

-Hey, they're ganging up on us. -Let's go.

-Jerry, don't. -Let's go.

Over the fence.

[chatter]

Have enough?

Come on.

[chatter]

Cut it out!

All right, take care of him, boys.

[explosion]

Flynn hasn't got a man left on the track.

Good.

Let me have a scotch and soda, please.

Uh oh.

Arno?

I want to talk to you.

Have a drink.

No, thanks.

I'm not in the mood.

You've got a gun?

I'll get one when I need it.

Put your hand down, Charlie.

Your hoodlums have been beating up my newsboys.

There has been a sign on these tracks for the last 10 years.

It says keep off.

Yeah, well, we're taking that sign down, see?

Beginning today.

In other words, you are prepared to fight

the entire racing syndicate as well as,

uh, all the other companies in which

I have a controlling interest?

Have a drink, Mr. Flynn.

Perhaps it will help you to collect your thoughts.

See what my friend, Mr. Flynn, will have.

OK.

But this one's on me.

Champagne.

Root beer.

[chatter]

Allow me this time.

What will it be?

Root beer.

And a fight if you want it.

I guess you can both.

Jerry!

A bit of warning.

We get exclusive news from these tracks.

I should advise you to keep your men

away from the morning trials.

It would be a great pity if anything

happened to you, Mr. Flynn.

I'll be seeing you in the morning.

Um, double root beer.

Come on.

Now open up, will you?

I'm working this horse house for the Madison Stables.

Pass?

Right there.

OK.

Just a minute.

Where do you think you're going?

Oh, I beg your pardon, Mr. Arno.

I didn't recognize you.

It's all right.

What's been doing?

I ain't seen the height of any of Flynn's mob.

You got all the gates watched?

Sure.

They couldn't squeeze in here with a shoe horn, Mr. Arno.

ARNO: Good for you.

Here's a [inaudible].

You boys know what to do if they show up.

Thanks, Mr. Arno.

[trumpet playing]

Open the gates!

What is the matter with you, men?

Sorry.

Whose coach?

Sir, this is Colonel Willoughby Jackson

Hathaway of Churchill Downs and party

to witness the morning workouts.

OK.

Who did he say he was?

Colonel Hathaway of Churchill Downs.

They're going to run that Madison horse, boss, as soon

as it gets a little lighter.

Get the ladder, and throw them out!

OK as far as we've gone.

Oh.

If you ask me, we've gone too far already.

Look at me.

Oh, quit talking like a bass drum, will you?

[HIGH-PITCHED] Yeah, Colonel.

Hey, you, up there.

Get ready to clock the nags.

They'll be running as soon as it's daylight.

Look, look.

They got one of our mob.

Come on.

Pull him down, and throw him out!

Why, the--

Come back here. What's the matter with you?

We gotta keep undercover.

Do you want a massacre?

That Wire Arno's got half his mob spread around the track.

Well, phone Lefty and tell him to bring boys

from the distribution gang.

Are you going daffy?

Now we're in the newspaper racket,

and you're trying to butt in the racing line.

That Wire Arno will chop you up six ways.

Lockjaw, I'm not kidding.

Now walk to a phone. -Ah!

And walk like a woman!

Like this?

Yeah.

[nora singing]

[knocking]

That's too many, Jerry.

Just a minute, laddie.

I'm coming.

Just a minute.

[laughs]

Well, what do you want?

You take your hand off that door and get out, would you?

Nora!

No, don't you be Nora-ing me.

What's the likes of you doing in this house on a Sunday?

It's about Jerry.

Jerry?

Well, what about him?

Aw, don't look at me like that.

I love him just as much as you do.

Well, come in.

And don't be standing there telling

the neighbors your business.

Now what's the matter with Jerry?

Oh, he's in an awful spot, Nora.

He's been fighting Wire Arno, and-- and now

there's going to be trouble.

We gotta get to him.

He'll be the death of me, that lad.

I never know what he's up to.

Stop crying, Mary.

I'm sorry for you, kid.

You've been kicked about, haven't you?

Now come on!

Let's get to that hoodlum.

He's nothing else.

And when I get him, I'll break every bone in his body!

Boy, that's going some.

Eight furlongs in 140.

That's speed, Orville.

Yessum, this streamline sure is a winner.

The time on that Madison horse is a mile in 140.

Right.

Did you get that inside there?

The time of the Madison horse is a mile in 140.

Colonel Hathaway.

Oh!

Hey!

Hold this guy, so he can't squeal.

Why, I'll rip your tongue out.

Oh!

For--

[laughter]

MAN: It's a woman!

It's a man!

Jerry!

They're after us.

Get out on the track and run them down.

[laughter]

Toss her out.

No, no.

Let me stay and see the fun.

She's nuts!

Yeah.

[music playing]

You double crossing fool.

I couldn't help it.

Put up the chain so they can't get out.

OK.

Where's the gang, Lockjaw?

They're coming.

I'm going to tear you apart for this, Lockjaw!

[inaudible], Jerry.

Hey!

Blow that horn!

[music playing]

[yelling]

[sirens]

[blowing horn]

Police!

This way!

The chain down.

Arrest those roughnecks on the coach.

Oh!

Come on, fellas!

Come on, gang. Let's get them.

Come on, take them.

[yelling]

Whoa.

The marines have landed and have

the situation well in hand.

Hooray!

[laughter]

Oh, that was grand.

Hey, you better beat it before that eye of yours blacks up.

Oh.

You play rough, don't you?

Hey, what's your name, babe?

Connie.

Where do you live?

Oh, not far.

So you're Colonel Hathaway of Churchill Downs, eh?

[laughs]

--[inaudible] Churchill Downs in the North River.

[laughs]

I like your coach, Colonel.

Won't you drive me home?

[blowing horn]

Hey!

Huh?

Have you seen Jerry Flynn?

He's gone.

But not forgotten.

Oh.

[chatter]

Why, it's our Connie!

Oh!

Hi-ya, Connie!

Hi-ya, Connie!

[inaudible], Connie?

Hello!

Hello, Connie!

My good friends and drunken companions.

[laughter]

Allow me to present Miss Madison's newest and brightest

acquaintance, Mr. Jerry Flynn!

So take a bow, Jerry.

Speech, speech!

[laughter]

24 votes for Flynn!

Atta-boy, Jerry!

Come on, Jerry.

Come on, Flynn.

Let's get a drink.

[chatter]

[whistling]

Oh, hello, Mary.

What are you doing here?

Well, I didn't hear from you all day.

And I--

MAN [ON RADIO]: All you pay is $5 down.

Won't you stop in--

What you've been doing?

I've been with Nora.

Hm.

How is she?

Oh, fine.

She said to thank you for the checks.

OK.

Well, whatcha been doing?

Well, Nora and I-- we went to church.

Oh, yeah.

Today's Sunday.

I mean, yesterday.

So you and Nora went to church, huh?

What's on your mind, Jerry?

What's on my mind?

Nothing.

What should be on my mind?

Well, I thought that maybe if something was bothering you,

I could fix it up.

What's the idea of being so sweet like a mouse suddenly?

Aw, listen, if you need a quarrel to get it out--

I don't need fancy reasons to say what I want to say.

If you're waiting for me to explain where I've been,

is that it?

Well, you see, I thought maybe you'd been hurt, Jerry.

Why didn't you call your friend, Wire Arno,

and find out?

Maybe he had bumped me off, you could have--

could have gone back to him.

Who is she?

Who is she?

Oh, that's easy.

She's everything you're not.

Is that enough, or do you want me to go on?

I want you to go on.

I've been as decent with you as I could.

I tried to forget that night that you

walked out with that mug's horn blowing in my face.

I'll write you out tickets for any amount you say.

But that's all.

I can't stand it any longer.

You'll write me out tickets for any amount I say.

Well, I know what I've been and what I've done,

but I'll take my hat off to you.

You've really evened the score.

I'd give you back all I got on if I could.

I won't be needing those.

[doorbell]

Hello.

Hi, Connie.

I-- I was just on my way to your place.

Oh, there's no hurry.

Cozy little place you have here.

Yeah.

But your guests-- won't they be waiting?

Mhm.

Cigarette?

What's the idea?

Oh, it's just an old custom.

It means that you owe me whatever I choose to claim.

Drink?

To us.

To-- say, do you mean that?

Look, Connie, would you marry me?

Well, well.

Right out of the book.

Why aren't you mugs down at the office working?

Well, it ain't fashionable no more.

All right, Lockjaw.

What's on your mind?

Listen, Jerry.

Since you've been running around with that Madison dame,

maybe you don't realize how much this racing

racket is costing you.

Now we're in the red for plenty.

You've got three notes coming due.

You've got the press and line type

gang hollering for their dough.

You've got a payroll coming up that you can't meet,

and you got 15 of your boys knocked off by Wire Arno,

and they're in the hospital.

Who's going to pay them doctor bills?

And?

Cut the payroll.

Well, it looks like me first, Lockjaw.

Wait a minute, Squimpy.

I'll go with you.

Yeah, and you can count me in.

Are you going, too, Lockjaw?

Nah.

I ain't leaving you.

But I'm warning you.

If you don't get down to business

and quit fooling around with this dame,

Wire Arno's going to have you right

back where you started from.

If you're so worried about the business,

why don't you get down to the office and keep things going?

Ah!

[ringing]

Yeah?

Who is it?

Now listen, Mr. Sampson, you've got to be reasonable.

Mr. Flynn will make his payments,

or we'll be forced to take action.

[ringing]

Hello?

I'm cancelling Flynn's contract.

You are, huh?

Well, listen, you do that, and we'll wreck you.

Baloney.

Baloney!

[ringing]

Jerry, we have fun together, don't we?

Yeah.

Oh, then don't spoil it.

Connie, I'm-- I'm asking you to marry me.

Listen, Jerry, I like you.

I like you the way I'd like a-- a strong wind on a sailboat.

But when I've had enough of that,

I want to go back to my own things, my own people.

Yeah, I've seen 'em.

A lot of pink ladies running around in men's pants.

That's right.

What you call hand kisses.

I'm not good enough for you.

Is that it?

Oh, Jerry.

Do I have to explain you to yourself?

You're running around like a wild fire engine

because you're in love with this Mary Stephens.

Don't tell me who I'm in love with.

She's a-- a heel.

I told you that.

[laughs]

You think only 11th Avenue produces heels?

Well, what's the point?

Oh, please.

Let's not argue any longer.

So you think I'm a mug, huh?

Think I belong back with--

Back with the girl you love and who can hold her own with you.

Oh, I'd like to-- I'd like to wring your neck.

Unless you do, I-- I'd like to drive in there, please?

[splash]

Pay me, darling.

It's frightening the way you women understand one another.

I'm sorry, Jerry.

I don't know what it's all about, I guess.

It's as if the-- the band's stopped playing.

MAN: Hello, Connie!

Hi, Connie!

[chatter]

[laughter]

[sigh]

Oh, Connie.

Welcome back to the fold, darling.

Hello?

Hello, Nora?

Uh, this is me.

I'm calling about Jerry.

Now what's the matter with him?

Tell me the truth.

Now listen.

Don't jump off the side.

I'm just phoning to find out where he is.

I don't know.

Why, hello, Nora.

Hey, what's the matter?

I'm ashamed of my weakness.

Something's happened to Jerry.

The lad's lost himself.

He'll be needing you now, Jerry.

Aw.

There ain't nothing I can do for him.

Mary, you and me's all he's got.

And this money that he gave me.

Oh.

So that's what he needs.

Mary, will you go to him?

Why should I?

He's got others.

We can't stop loving.

Neither you nor me.

We've got to go on loving all our lives.

What do you want me to do?

He'll be needing the both of us.

But he has a man's pride, and he'll never be coming to us.

We've got to go to him.

Yeah.

We gotta go to him.

Miss Stephens?

Yeah.

Miss Stephens, I'm in desperate trouble.

I need Jerry's help.

You need his help?

Well, he needs help.

That's why we're here.

Look around you.

Don't you see they've taken everything he's got?

Everything.

I-- I didn't know.

Oh, haven't you done enough?

Why'd you have to come here for?

Why tonight of all times?

You do love him, don't you?

What's that got to do with you?

Miss Stephens, I know how you must feel about me.

You think I'm responsible for what's happened to Jerry.

Well, we've lost everything, too.

My father owns a racing stable-- or rather he did.

He borrowed money from Wire Arno,

and Arno took over the stables.

Now he's planning to run a substitute

horse in place of the favorite in tomorrow's race.

Yeah, I know the trick.

Go on.

Well, the horse will run in our name, and thousands of people

will lose money on it.

Don't you see what this means to me?

My father-- my father will go to prison.

Oh.

And you want Jerry to stop the frame up?

Who wants-- who wants Jerry what?

What's going on?

Who's talking about me?

Jerry.

Oh, so it's you.

Well, what do you want?

You out slumming again?

You see her?

That's Connie.

Connie Madison.

She's made of silk and [inaudible].

Too good for Death Avenue guys.

Well, what do you want now?

You changed your mind and want to marry me?

Well, I want to marry the great Connie Madison.

Yeah.

Well, let me tell you something.

I'm just a Death Avenue hooligan.

Jerry!

Yeah, with no class.

Don't know how to eat my soup.

So what?

Miss Stephens.

Listen.

I'll make a deal with you.

I'll help you if you'll do something for me.

But how can you help?

Ah, never mind how.

A little while ago you said that I love Jerry.

Well, that's true.

I love him so much that I want him to be happy.

And that's where you come in, see?

You've got to make him happy.

I had a crack at it, but-- but I hurt him.

Because I'm nothing but a-- that doesn't matter now.

Say, maybe sometime when you ain't got nothing better to do,

would you tell him that I-- oh, just tell

him that I thought he was tops.

OK?

OK.

Pull yourself together.

So you can take all that money you

gave me-- I never spent a cent of it--

and start all over again.

Mary!

Mary!

Mary!

Jerry!

Jerry, you've got to stop her.

Jerry, please. -Stop who?

Where?

Why, Mary.

Go on.

[music playing]

[applause]

[music playing]

Oh.

If it isn't my little Mary?

Hello, Wire.

Hello.

Sit down.

But, uh, what about Mr. Jerry Flynn?

How would you like a night off, boys?

Oh, thanks, Wire.

Yeah, so long, Mary.

Sit down.

How about a good old drink, eh?

Oh, just for old times.

Keep that grin on your face.

Yes, Mr. Arno?

What do you want, Mary?

Champagne.

Oui, madame.

Mary, I don't--

I swear, if you don't shut up, I'll

kill you without another word.

I-- I-- I--

Listen and don't talk.

I came here tonight to wash up two no good people.

You and me.

Don't shoot me.

You'll get the chair, I tell you.

Shut up.

I won't get the chair, because after I shoot you,

I'll shoot myself.

You're running a phony horse tomorrow that'll

send Madison to jail while you sit by

and clean up on the suckers.

Well, that ain't the way it's going to be, see?

Hand over them IOUs.

Hand them over, and you can walk out.

Mary!

Oh, sit down.

Mary!

Give me that gun!

Let me handle this.

Listen, Jerry, I'm running this.

Light a match.

Burn those papers before I shoot this guy.

Flynn, take the gun away from her.

Yella--

[applause]

Mary!

Mary.

Mary, this-- this is my dance.

Oh, please, Jerry.

I can hardly stand up.

I know.

I'm going to hold you from now on.

Oh, Mary, look.

[laughter]

The first drunk of the evening.

Atta-boy.

Take him home to mother.

Mary, it's not even a man.

It's-- it's a shadow.

Aw, and you was going to do that because you loved me.

What difference does that make now?

Doesn't it make any difference that I

know how much I-- I love you?

Doesn't it, Mary?

Aw, I know I-- I ain't the prize package I used to think I was.

I got to own that.

I know what a sap I've been.

Maybe if-- if you was willing, why, we could borrow that money

from Nora and start over again?

Maybe if I told the mugs what a heel I've been,

they'd-- they'd come back.

Of course, they know there isn't another guy

in the city who knows the circulation game like me.

Why, I'd get every newspaper in town.

I'd spread a chain across the entire country.

Aw, Mary, darling, if you'd marry me--

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I know.

The sky's the-- the limit!

[music playing]