All language subtitles for Amore e sport (The sport Parade) Hardsub ITA 1932 By Nibiru

Well, folks, here we are up in
Cambridge, Massachusetts, the big

Harvard -Dartmouth Classic.

Or at the end of the first half is
Dartmouth 13, Harvard 13, Dartmouth 12.

That is Harvard's leading.

That big Dartmouth combination of Baker
and Brown, you've heard so much about,

doesn't seem to be getting out to very
much forward passing today. The Harvard

people seem to have them pretty well
covered up.

Marvelous day.

Crowds milling around between the
halves.

A couple of clouds in the sky, or maybe
four or five clouds, but I don't believe

that'll make any difference.

Well, there's the mayor of Boston down
there, folks. Maybe I can get him to

up and say a few words to you in the
microphone.

If he comes this way, a mayor, um...
Well,

he's going the other way anyway, I
guess.

I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I'm
going to listen to the band for a few

minutes, folks.

That's the Harvard band, or it's the
Dartmouth band.

What band is that, Joe?

What?

No band?

You know, Welch here's trying to tell me
there's no band down there, but I'm

pretty sure he's mistaken.

Positive he's mistaken.

I see it here. Oh, well, let it pass.

Well, the intermission's almost over, I
guess.

We can go back to the seats.

Smile sweetly, just as if you really
like each other.

That's good.

Hold it now. I've got to look into the
lens.

It's all out of focus.

Isn't this awful?

Needs adjusting. Don't go away. I'll be
right back.

Clear. Now she's clear.

Hold it.

Thanks, boys.

Wait till my paper sees this picture.

More dough for Dizzy.

Listen, handsome.

Now make a sweet pass, look hard, just
to make a hit with the grandstand. I

caught it, didn't I? I can catch
anything that's on my way, footballs or

I'm telling you, Tarzan, you're on a
football field and not in a movie.

Can you give me a sentence using the
word Tarzan? Make a record of it. Give

Tarzan stripes forever.

Cambridge and you've got a date already.

It's only a blind date. Why don't you
come along?

Maybe she's got a blind friend.

Not for later.

I've got to get my story for the
bulletin on the wire.

Listen, honest, John.

Don't be so worthwhile.

What's it get you?

Flavoring your life away when you could
be having yourself some fun.

Look out, you don't have so much fun,
you don't make a train.

Yeah? I'll be the only thing in Boston I
don't make.

Honest, handsome, you burn me up.

You telling me?

Hey, that's mine.

Listen, sweetheart, you wouldn't get
physical with me, would you? If I ever

started to wind you up, you wouldn't run
down for eight days.

Okay, London, just lay off, will you? I
know you're the wrestling champ. You

don't have to prove it to me.

Hey, Sandy, you better run time. There's
a girl outside waiting for you. Yeah?

What's she look like? Everything where
it ought to be?

Well, in the first place, she's got two
great, big, round, luscious blue eyes.

Dangerous curves, eh?

I wouldn't try to go around them too
fast myself.

Okay, tell her I'll be right out.

Hey, Brown.

My name is Morrison. I own the Tigers.
You know the club.

Yeah, they play pretty good ball for
professionals. Yes, they do. Say, kid,

that's a nice suit you got on there.

Great game you and Baker turned in
today.

Thanks. Oh, I was wondering if you had
any ideas about what you were going to

when you leave school.

Right now, all I got ideas about is
tonight.

Now, listen, I have an idea. I think I
have a little proposition that might

interest you in June.

Okay, see me in June. All right. So
long.

Come back.

Come back.

No, I'm Sam Asimov.

Bending the elbow again, huh?

Hey, Phil, give it to your old
Dartmouth, will you? Okay, all right.

Dear old Dartmouth, dear old Dartmouth,
dear old Dartmouth, bless her name.

Sandy, when you left the house, whether
in defeat or victory.

Well, kids, we're all set.

Doggone. Here, let me do it. Well, I got
a lot of endorsements all lined up.

Sweaters, shaving soap, toothpaste,
razor blades, and after that, we go

into the personal appearance stuff. Now,
with that build -up, we go right into

pro football.

Kid, with me as your manager in a year's
time, we'll have a million bucks.

There's nothing to it. It's in the bag,
in the bag.

What about Johnny? What about Johnny?
What are you trying to do, kid me?

Here, let me fix that.

What about Johnny?

What would Damon do without Pythias?

What would Romeo do without Juliet?

What would Baker do without Brown?

I got his contract right in my pocket.

You two kids are going to work together.

Hey, come to life. You're holding up the
works. Hi, Johnny.

Meet Mr. Morrison.

Hi. How are you? He's going to make us a
million bucks. Got it all figured out.

Personal appearance tour, pro football.

It's in the bag, in the bag. Isn't it,
Maury?

Baby, you have drooled a bit full.

Well, what do you think about it?

I thought we were going to work together
on the bulletin.

Well, sure we're going to be together,
but... Why on the bulletin when there's

all this right money waiting to be
picked? Say, Johnny, if you want a

take this.

Listen, kid, you come along with us. In
no time at all, you'll have more money

and you know what to do with. You can
buy a newspaper plan to your own to play

with. Why, certainly the personal
appearance tour alone will make us more

lifetime on the bulletin.

Personal appearance?

Me on the stage?

Oh, Nix, no thanks.

Goodbye, Mr. Morrison.

Well, goodbye.

Come on, handsome. We're waiting for you
at the banquet.

Say, now, wait a minute, Johnny. This is
more important than a meal. He prefers

a meal to a million bucks.

What an appetite. I wish I had it.

Say, Sandy, you haven't signed up yet,
have you?

No. Well, don't. We'll talk about it
later.

Hurry up. I'll tell him you're coming.

Well, Johnny, hurry up. Wait a minute.
I'll get you. Hey, kids, come on. Let

and me have a little snort.

Who does that guy think he is, your wet
nurse? Oh, no, Johnny's all right. He's

just sort of cautious. I can talk him
into it. Don't you worry. Well, take it

easy. Take it easy.

Hey, I've got to find that banquet.

Oh, make him wait.

My dear boy, use a little showmanship.

Always make a good entrance, you know
what I mean? Make him wait a... Here,

me fix you up.

What, no buttonhole?

Too bad.

Well, kid, the first thing we gotta do
is to get a car. When I say car, I mean

motor. You know, a big Rolls Royce, you
and me, down the main street. Well, your

documents... But you can't contradict
the tickets. They're right there on the

floor. No, but I don't think you get
what I mean.

Oh, Sandy.

I'm sorry, Mr.

H. I wonder if I can talk with you
before the speech is against me. Sandy,

boy. My name is Jim Bracken. Bracken
Jones, insurance.

I was wondering... Now, wait a minute,
Jim. I got him first.

Sandy, I'm Kendrick.

Walters and Kendrick, bonds and
investments.

I want to make a proposition to you
about your coming with us. Sandy, old

we've got a spot right now in my outfit
for you.

Be sure and come and see me. Well,
thanks. I'm sorry, but I've got other

a little quiet and get this underway.

Bonds, insurance, plumbing supplies.

What a sap I'd be to go in for that.

Attaboy, handsome. I knew you'd see it
my way. Why, sure.

Say, wait a minute.

Maybe we got our signals mixed.

there are a few things I'd like to get
off my chest.

I don't want to dish out a lot of
sentimental tripe and hark back to the

when I did a little sprinting for dear
old Dartmouth.

Say it louder and funnier.

But tonight means more than the close of
a victorious season.

Tonight we have a chance at last to
express our gratitude.

both alumni and undergraduates, for the
loyalty of this team and their

Dartmouth spirit.

And when I say Dartmouth spirit, men, I
can think of no finer example than the

loyal cooperation of two men who have
formed one of the greatest scoring

combinations in Dartmouth's history.

These two men have been more than
teammates working for Dartmouth.

Say, Johnny...

I don't think you got what I meant.

What?

I'm not going with you on the paper.

I just signed up with Morrison.

Guess the old combination's all washed
up.

But listen, Screwy.

I don't see what you got against
Morrison.

We'd keep right on together.

Not a chance in the world, brother.

Count me out.

So it's no more Baker to Brown, huh?

I'm sure they'll go through life in the
same way, working together.

It now becomes my privilege to bestow
the highest award that Dartmouth can

the gold football, to the greatest
combination that ever wore cleats,

Baker.

and Sandy Brown.

That's the first football that I ever
saw you fumble.

Because I haven't got a daughter.

Hey, take off the nose guard. The
football game's over. I want to learn.

Take yourself out.

As a Barrymore, I guess, well, I can't
even juggle.

I'm sorry I wasted your time.

I guess I'll just scram and turn the
stage over to the train seals.

Yeah, big fella, take a good sluggeroo.
You'll need it.

A million dollars a year, huh?

A million laughs.

Well, I guess Johnny was right.

Well, Sandy, I must admit, you are no
Barrymore.

You hear that raspberry I got?

Raspberry? Brother, that was no
raspberry. That was a Loganberry.

Twice as big and twice as juicy.

Oh, forget about it. I told you that
this personal appearance stuff is just a

build -up. But in a couple of weeks, the
football season starts, and boy,

there's plenty of soft money waiting for
us there.

And when you rush out in that old field,
they'll forget all about this.

Football. I'm in swell condition.

Oh, you're all right. You'll be fine.
Why, my boy, you're strong as a lion, my

boy. Strong as a lion. Come on now.
Hurry up. Pull yourself together. Snap

of it now. We'll go out and get some hot
groceries.

Oh, I can't.

I've got a date with the dame and the
dancing act.

Oh, you...

That's where our money is going.

Woo -hoo.

Well, beautiful, are you going to sit
around and read your mash notes, or

we sally forward?

I have to.

Say, honey, I want you to meet Mr.
Morrison, my manager.

Hi there, Shifty. How's every little
thing? All right, all right. Ooh,

Can I have a little teensy -weensiness?

All right, there it is. Dip the beak,
dip the beak.

Hey, Morrison.

Uh -oh. Speak to your man. Here it
comes, here it comes. The bite, the

Hey, hey, turn it off, turn it off.

How much?

Twenty -five.

Twenty -five?

Boy, what you're doing to this wolf
powder is nobody's business.

Now listen, I'm going to let you have
twenty -five, but take it easy, will

Take it easy.

You've got to buy your ticket out of
this, and remember, the railroad does

accept forward passes.

Hey.

That's mine.

Say, by the way, how was that date you
were out on last night? What a break.

She had her own apartment and I didn't
even spend a dime. She even had her own

home brew.

So I says to the guy, either you watch
them knees or I jam your teeth right

your throat.

Hey, kid, you might put a little Tabasco
in that drink. It might pep you up a

little bit.

You're playing football?

I got it like a sleepwalker.

What's the matter with my football?

Football? You call that football? Don't
you realize?

You're playing to an audience. Those
people are out there to see a show.

When it gets a little bit dull, why
don't you pep it up a little bit? You

what I mean? Use a little showmanship.

Act a little bit. I'm a football player,
not an actor.

Ha! You telling me?

Hey, Shifty, how about a little on the
cuff?

Your cup is up to your elbow now.

Oh, what a guy. What a guy.

Oh, Sandy, how bad do you need this
money?

What do you mean?

We still got time to make a little bet
on the other team to win tomorrow.

So what?

Oh, don't be dumb. Don't be dumb. All
you have to do is just drop a couple of

passes, you know what I mean, mop a
couple of punts, make it natural so it

look too raw.

I get it. Of course you get it. It's a
pushover.

And I might be able to get a nice little
bet down for you. For you.

I got a notion to smack you right in the
nose. Oh, wait a minute now. Take it

easy. Take it easy. Just a minute. If
you hit a man with glasses in this

you get 20 years.

Oh, yeah?

Say, you can't put me in here.

You're in.

This is the sports desk.

Here's the layout for the Sunday page.

Mitchell over here, Dixon the opposite
side, the group down here, and the

stipple up the top. That's swell, honey.

But you haven't been working on another
layout, have you? You know, the one with

our two pictures in it with the border
of ribbons and cupids and... There's no

use working on that layout until we run
the story of the wedding.

Well? Well, there's been no confirmation
of that story yet.

Can't I ever talk to you seriously?

But you're always so serious, Johnny.

How can I act any other way?

What I'm trying to say is... Hello?

Yale Bowl, November the 6th.

I love you.

I want you to marry me.

We love each other, don't we?

We've been stalling along like this for
a year.

Let's talk about this some other time.

I guess that means you don't love me.

No. I didn't say that, Johnny. I'm just
not sure.

I... I like you awfully. You must know
that.

But... You see, it looks like a
crossword puzzle to me. But it was the

picture I ever photographed.

It must have been the way it was
developed.

I'll finish these up, Johnny. See you
later.

All right, darling.

What's this picture supposed to be?

Well, it's something now.

Don't rush me, huh? What's that black
spot there?

I know. That's a horsefly.

Johnny, it's the racing picture.

Well, you'd better get a better picture
at the Yale Dartmouth game tomorrow.

Listen, there hasn't been anything worth
photographing in that game since you

threw that forward pass to Sandy two
years ago.

Say, whatever happened to Sandy?

I don't know.

I haven't seen him since he quit pro
football.

What's in there?

My, uh, my camera.

Open it up.

It's awful. I'll just have to close it
again. Open it.

It's my developing fluid.

I drink it, too.

Where's your camera?

I've got it in here. Go ahead.

There it is.

Get out of here and don't come back
unless you've got a good picture.

I'm off to New Haven.

Tell him I'm busy. I can't see him.

Come on, we've got to hurry if we want
to make that train. Yes, we can duck out

this door. Come on, son.

Now we go to the football game?

Sure. You know, I'll ask this in his
first game.

Oh, what a kick you'll get out. I'll bet
you.

I'm sorry, Mr.

Kendricks is in conference.

He won't be able to see you.

I get it.

Down. Say, Kendricks, who is that guy we
just ducked out on? Just one of last

year's athletes trying to cash in on his
reputation.

Don't those birds ever learn that
college lasts only four years?

Do you have a cigarette, Jerry?

No, thanks.

They say that we ought to stand a pretty
good chance against Yale today.

That new kid of Dartmouth throws a sweet
pass.

Yeah, he finishes up this year.

I think I'll drop around and talk
business with him after the game.

The ticket to New Haven.

Going up to the big game?

Uh -huh.

Last time I was able to get off was when
Baker and Brown beat Harvard on the

sweetest pass I ever saw.

Boy, what a combination.

Thanks.

Get this right out, will you?

Well, folks, the stands are filling up
nicely now.

There's quite a wind blowing across the
diamond.

Good night.

That's a hot one, I guess. I thought I
was reporting a baseball.

How do you know about that?

Well, let's see.

The ball is in Harvard, Princeton's
possession, Dartmouth's possession on

own, 45 -50.

Where's that ball, Johnny?

30 -yard. 30 -yard line, that's what I
thought.

It's quite a wind blowing across the
field, and I certainly wish all you

could be up here with me.

Present. Present at this Harvard -Gale
Classic, at the Yale Prince of Dartmouth

Classic, at the Yale Bowl in Cambridge,
Massachusetts.

Now, I'm going to turn you over for a
minute to my colleague, Mr. Decker,

in a little better position to see the
next play than I am.

Take it for a minute, Harry.

Thanks, Harry. This is Joe Decker
talking.

Nothing much doing in the line of
players yet, ladies and gentlemen.

It's either going to be a pass or a
kick. It looks as if it's going to be a

pass. There's the play.

Contact.

Contact.

Sandy.

Why, you own bug, you. Am I glad to see
you. So

I got the tip right from one of Morgan's
own vice presidents.

Naturally, I played it to the hilt.

I'm glad to hear you're getting along so
well, Sandy.

I've been wondering where you were.

Yeah, those big deals kept me pretty
busy. That's why I sort of got out of

with everyone.

I called up the Dartmouth government.
They told me they didn't have any

forwarding address.

So I thought maybe you'd like to try a
job on the paper while you're waiting

something better.

It won't pay very much, but it might be
fun working together again. Just between

deals. The rover boys and the newspaper
business.

Here's the idea, Sandy.

We'd each have our own department, see?

Cover different sports.

Maybe the same game from two different
angles.

You know, we could sort of pass ideas
back and forth.

Baker to Brown.

That's it.

That's the idea. A pair of columns.

Look.

Here's the sport page, see?

Over here on the left would be my column
from bacon.

And right next to it would be yours, to
brown.

We'd run our pictures at the top of the
page, see?

Like this.

A picture of me with my arm back as if
I'd just thrown a ball.

Footballs between it.

And then a picture of you and the actor
receiving the pass.

See?

Why ain't I seen you around these parts
before, stranger?

The name's Larrabee, miss.

Slim Larrabee, a tarnation ghost.

Him with a ready trigger and a heart of
gold.

Whom out you be?

They call me Frary Sue, the deadest
nightingale.

Well, I'll tell you about us, Gypsy.

Here today and gone tomorrow.

That makes it a little hard on us gals,
doesn't it?

Hard, lady?

It makes it impossible.

But we might make an exception in your
case.

Well, call him, kid. You're going to
make a real newspaper man.

Just to prove it, here's a couple of
seats for the auto races this afternoon.

Good luck and may you have a swell
accident.

And I was just wondering where I was
going to take little Orphan Annie this

afternoon. And in comes the boy with
ticket.

Sure. Great.

Irene might get some good sketches out
of it.

He's got to win.

Why, you lucky girl. You picked a ginger
ale advertisement.

They tell me he's the dark horse in this
race.

And incidentally, you realize we're
getting paid for this?

Is it our fault if newspapers are spent
trips?

Wait a minute. I'll make a sketch just
to hold the franchise.

There. The day's work done.

Well, the office just called me again,
complaining about my picture. They're

always flocking.

They told me if I didn't bring back a
good one tonight, why, they'd throw me

right off.

Looks like Murphy.

Looks like 34.

Crash has to happen right in front of
me, and I have my back, too.

The best picture I ever missed.

Isn't that awful?

Sandy, you won't say anything to the
boss tonight, will you? No, forget it.

Big smash -up today.

What do you mean? Society divorce?

No, just an automobile.

The boy didn't do a swell nip -up. Give
us a column on it. Make it good and

gory. Say, did Dizzy get a picture on
it? No, not exactly.

Got a swell one of the sunset, though.

Oh, well, it wasn't his fault. I was
talking to him when it happened. Oh,

it's terrific.

Gaze on a photo.

Boy, that's a lulu. It's a leaping
daguerreotype, Johnny.

Boy, take it down the aisle. Good work,
kid.

But, uh, how did I get it?

be asking for real cream on your
oatmeal.

I don't mind being gypped, Daddy, but I
don't like to be gypped by a man like

Morrison. Oh, Morrison's all right. He
wouldn't do any more than take the right

leg off you.

Say, what are you kicking about?

You got in on a pass, didn't you?

Hello there.

Oh, Sandy.

Holy smoke, boy, what a grip you've got.

Look what you've done to my biscuit
grabber.

Well, kid, your kitten is up in great
shape. Look at him.

Mr. Morrison, the guy that's glorifying
those American elephants.

I've heard of Mr. Morrison.

Well, what did you think of that last
match? How'd you like those two boys of

mine? Frankly, I thought it was pretty
disgusting.

I could have worn a straight jacket and
thrown them both myself.

And I haven't done any wrestling since I
left Dartmouth.

By George, that's right. You used to be
a mythical idiot champion, didn't you?

I've done enough wrestling to know when
I see a setup.

Oh, Sandy.

Sandy, how could you say a thing like
that?

You know those are my two boys. Which
proves I'm right.

Say, boy, you know these college
wrestlers are playing to big gate

you ever stop to think about getting any
of that soft money for yourself?

Is that supposed to be a gag?

Why, boy, you've got color. Miss,
Sandy's got more color than an Italian

Do you know what I could do with you?
Look, we'd play up that college stuff

Have you hop in the ring with a bathrobe
on it with Indians all over it? Have

the trainers have Dartmouth all over
their sweaters, get a big band, play

nothing but Dartmouth college music.

Nothing to it, boy. All you'd have to do
would be just hop right in there, leave

the rest to me. Fine.

I'll just stick to nice, clean
shoplifting and taking pennies away from

men. All right. All right, empire
builder, if you feel that way about it.

you change your mind, Sandy, come on
back. I'll be right here.

Well, if I ever get kicked off the
bulletin, Morrison's stable doors are

open.

Let's not even joke about it, Sandy.

You didn't know what he was like when
you worked for him before.

But if you ever went back to him again,
I'm afraid that something...

Something very dear to me would be all
washed up.

Oh, don't you worry, sweetheart.

I'll never go back to that crook.

Go to the bulletin office.

By way of the park, driver.

But you've got to be back by 12, Sandy,
if you're going to get your column in.

Oh, we'll have plenty of time.

Let's get a load of this moonlight.

Johnny, it won't take me a minute to get
it on paper.

I got it practically written in my head
already.

Keep it there.

Your column's all written for you.

Boy, here's Mr. Brown's copy. Get it
right downstairs.

That aren't something like this that
happened.

Well, Johnny, you didn't have to do that
for me.

Darn decent of you, but... Forget it.

What's eating on you?

I wasn't as late as all that.

Forget it, I tell you. See you tomorrow.

If you see Irene, give her my love.

Out.

Murray Hill, 28698.

Hello, Sony?

Is Miss Irene Stewart there?

Will you give her a message for me,
please?

Tell her that Mr. Brown has been
detained at the office and won't be able

meet her tonight.

Hi, Johnny.

Hello, Dizzy. Hello, Irene.

Hello, Dizzy.

Where's Sandy?

I don't know.

I haven't seen him.

Well, I guess that covers everything.

Where is Sandy?

He suddenly developed a maniacal work.

He has to be assigned to the six -day
bike racing.

He hangs around the garden all the time.

I don't know what got into him.

Technically, he hasn't been around the
old...

You're so very wistful tonight.

What?

Hawkeye.

Irene.

I know this sounds like an old story,
but... Please, Johnny. We're having such

swell time.

I can't help it, Irene.

I love you.

Look, Johnny.

There's that number I was telling you
about.

Is there anything wrong?

I know you loved me once.

Have you changed?

Johnny, I...

I'm just not sure.

They wouldn't want me to marry you
unless I was.

You used to be sure, Irene.

Johnny, I'm terribly tired.

Will you take me home?

You won't have to go all the way. I can
drop you off.

Are you sure you'll be all right, honey?
Of course I'll be. And thanks, Johnny,

for the party.

I'm sorry I was so dull.

Go to 10 Manetta Street.

Do you

mind

if I climb in there with you?

What day is it? Oh, it's still Monday.

Mind if I borrow your bicycle to get
back to my typewriter?

Oh, help yourself.

Which way is the press box? I'm looking
for Mr. Brown of the Bulletin.

Down that quarter and turn to your left.
Thank you.

Well,

folks, there doesn't

seem to be very much to report up here
at the six -day bicycle race.

Alberti seems to be still in the lead,
or else he's last.

Can't quite make it.

There's going to be a lot of people
here, I guess.

Pardon me.

We'll probably be here for quite a
while.

And I'll keep you posted as to where
things are going, I think.

What are you doing here?

Look, sandwiches.

I made them myself out of some old
lockers.

It's four o 'clock in the morning.

Just the time for a picnic.

Can't we go somewhere sandy, way out in
the country, where we can scatter paper

cups all around and nobody will bother
us?

All right.

Say, I think I know just the place.

Hurry up, you're on.

Lucky.

Well, here we are, right under this
lovely pine tree.

No danger of cows.

Besides, it won't rain on us here.

Does it always rain in the picnic?

Well, I understand there was a clam bake
at City Island way back in 1893 when it

only sprinkled a little.

Give us a cup of coffee.

Seen Brown at the bulletin tonight?

Yeah, I think he's still inside.

He's popular.

The dame was looking for him a little
while ago.

Look out, caterpillar.

Sandy, I've got to talk to you.

That's why I came up here like this.

You mean about Johnny?

Johnny, you, me, all of us.

You're staying away like this. It's just
as unfair to Johnny as it is to... It's

no use, Irene.

Johnny was here first.

But how can we go on like this? I can't
be the one to bust it up. You can see

that.

I have all people in the world.

Well, he's done everything for me.

I've got to play square with him.

Do you feel that way?

I couldn't feel any other way.

Neither could you, really.

Bye, Irene.

Goodbye, Sandy.

Sandy!

Johnny,

I'm sorry it had to be this way. Wait a
minute, Irene.

That's from Baker to Brown.

Johnny, put him up.

Johnny, you know what you're doing.

Johnny.

Sandy, help me with him.

This way I can help us to clear out.

Son, what's on your mind?

You still want a good wrestler?

Oh, so you want to wrestle, do you?

It's a funny thing, you know. I thought
you'd be back.

Say, what about that girl you were with
the other night? She won't be so hot for

this, will she? I'm asking you. You want
to sign me or don't you?

I think we can get together all right.
Come on, son. Park your pants. Put it to

anchor there.

Just a minute.

Rosie, send me over a couple of blank
contracts.

Well, suppose we have a little snifter
to celebrate.

Okay. There we are. Don't be afraid of
this stuff, boy.

This won't throw you.

There you are.

Are you drinking water?

Oh.

Saturate the bridge work, son.

Sandy, here's to the new champion.

Here's some publicity from Morrison.

He's playing up Sandy Brown as the pride
of Dutton.

Boy, that'll burn up the alumni.

Call up some of the grads and get a
story on how they feel about it.

Okay, Johnny, I'll get right at you.

This belonged to Sandy once.

before he sold himself down the river to
Morrison.

I got it back for him, thinking he might
like it.

Isn't it too late for that now?

You miss Sandy, don't you?

Yes, I do, Johnny.

Is that why you won't go out with me
anymore?

That?

And that uppercut of yours?

You'd better give it to him.

I was planning to, but it looks like an
intercepted pass.

Never mind that Dartmouth story, Sid.

I'll write it.

Brown to meet Muller in title bout
tomorrow.

Idol of Dartmouth, favorite over
champion.

Well, listen to what Johnny Baker has to
say about him.

Sandy Brown, the self -styled pride of
Dartmouth.

and latest product of the famous
Morrison Dramatic School will face

Muller, another well -known actor on the
same circuit at the arena tomorrow

night.

Hello, Kelly.

Hi. Draw one, will you?

Say, Sully, I've got the final dope. It
all fits.

The odds are two to one on Sandy Brown,
and he's taking a dive.

Say, this is no gamble, is it?

I don't want to risk no dough.

You don't think I'm taking chances?

This is straight from Morrison.

Muller wins.

Get me?

Yeah.

Why, it's a sin. It's a crime. It's a
shame.

It's unfair.

It's unfriendly. It's unethical. And
what's more, I think it's a dirty,

trick. Why, you and Sandy, little kids
together, making mud pies together. You

go to kindergarten together. You go
through school together.

You go through college together. You
play football together. And then what do

you do? You turn around and you stick a
knife in his back, just like Brutus did

to his pal, Julius Caesar.

I suppose after making that speech, you
think you're Mark Anthony.

Now, listen, Morrison.

Get this through that six and seven
-eighths of yours.

You don't think I'm doing this just for
fun, do you, Morrison?

You're running a dirty record, and it's
my job to show it up. Now, wait a

minute. Just a minute. How do you know
that the boy is not on the level? Now,

listen, Morrison.

Get this and clear out.

When I wrote that article, I had all the
proof that I needed. You're a crook.

What? And anybody that works with you
has to be a crook, too. Now, there's the

case.

I'm a crook, am I? You know what I'm
going to do? I'm going to sue you, and

going to sue this paper.

You're going to hear from my lawyers.
Guppy, Guppy, and, uh... Guppy.

Guppy. Venus.

O 'Brien.

Johnny, here's the wrestling sketchbook.
tomorrow's page.

It's a good likeness of Sandy.

All except one thing.

What's that?

You've got him winning.

Sandy's going to win.

Sandy's going to do exactly what
Morrison tells him.

I guess you don't know about that little
arrangement between them.

I overheard what you said to Morrison
just now.

And I also read that little piece of
yours.

Johnny, why did you have to write that?

It's my job.

If Sandy's gone crooked, I've got to
treat him like any other crook.

Sandy isn't crooked.

Well, the best way for you to find out
will be to come with me tomorrow night

and watch him work.

I don't have to.

Afraid, huh?

All right.

I'll go with you.

And what's more, I'll bet you anything
you want that Sandy doesn't throw it.

You wouldn't bet?

Yes. A marriage license.

Ouch! Hey, go easy on that.

Uh -oh. What's the matter, kid?

Soup bone still bothering you? Oh, it's
all right. Well, don't worry. I told

Muller. He lay off the shoulder.

Well, kid, we got a great house tonight.

SRO. Sold out.

Ow!

Murray? Coming up.

All right.

Is the dame outside with you?

Is that gal from the bulletin? Yes.

Well, get her out of here. Tell her
dames can't come into a gentleman's

room. All right. Okay.

Hey, hey, what is this? What is this?
Just a minute. You fellas can't come in

here. No, we're in. Listen, Brown, all
we've got to say is this.

Selling yourself on Dartmouth is bad
enough, but selling the school short and

the crooked frame -up is going too far.
We don't like it, see? Say, just a

minute. You can't pull that stuff in
here. That's all right, Maury. I'll

this.

Here.

Hang that up in your trophy room. And if
it don't fit there, you know what you

can do with it.

Go on, scram, scram.

Come on, kid.

Forget it.

That rah -rah stuff don't mean a thing.

Why don't you beat it and let me alone?

All right, all right. We'll go, but I'll
see you in a little while. Come on,

Lou.

Won't end that win, boss. You can't
lose.

Because I'll bet on you.

Thanks, Alex.

How about it, kid?

Shouldered all right?

Oh, don't worry about it.

the old waterhole. Wish you good luck,
partner.

Why, thanks, little gal.

I reckon I'll need more than good luck.

I brought you a nugget of gold from the
old claim.

Morgan's the old homestead to bet on you
tonight, partner.

Well, I reckon I wouldn't lay any bets
on me, little gal.

I'm cold deck Pete of Poker Flat.

Him with an ace in every sleeve.

Sandy, it's on the level, isn't it?

Did you ever know Johnny to be wrong?

Yes.

It's no use, Irene.

It's too late.

So he was only passing through these
parts after all, stranger.

I reckon you're right.

You better go back to the old range.

Ain't riding the old range no more.

Thought I might be going your way.

You wouldn't be going my way.

I travel alone.

Sandy, don't you see? It's no use.

I don't love Johnny.

Not that way. I never can.

Don't you understand? I love you.

Now listen, why don't you come back
later on? Later on. I don't want your

I want a picture of the champ. Just a
minute.

Well, Sandy, how are you, boy? Don't
forget now to make this look real. It's

going to be real. Sandy, I want a
picture of the champ. Well, why don't

upstairs and get a picture of Muller?

Wait a minute.

You want a picture of the champ?

He's right here.

I'm going to win this match.

Say, I want to have a little talk with
you. What's the idea of that crack?

Now, listen, Sandy, you can't pull a
stunt like this. This is my fight.

Why, you double -crossing palooka. Shut
up. Shut up, Mug. I'll take care of

this. Now, listen, Sandy, you're a good
kid and I like you, but take my advice

now and don't try to be tough.

Do as you're told. Lose this decision.

Think how much better off you'll be with
all that dough we'll get for a return

match. You won't need a return match
after tonight.

Oh, now, Sandy, listen.

Oh, you've done it before, ain't you?

You ain't never wrestled a real guy yet.
They've all been a bunch of setups.

Why any halfway decent guy could dump
you right out of the ring, you pushover.

Pushover, huh?

Luca Boo!

Well, folks, here we are at the ringside
of the big championship wrestling

match. The boys have just come into the
ring.

Sandy Brown seems to be in pretty good
condition.

And the champ is in pretty good
condition, too.

Hey, folks, seem to be in pretty good
condition.

Say, Marston just sent one of his guys
wrestling on the level. He's trying to

give you the word.

We will refrain from any deliberate
fouls such as catching, gouging, or

deliberately throwing over the ropes.

Our manager will recover.

Is there any rules you want to take up
or any questions you want to ask before

this match starts?

No. Shake hands now and come out right
away.

Muller got that call in three minutes.

Wait.

Give me that, Perry.

Hey, that's smelling salt. I know it is.
Why don't you get him chloroform?

Now, listen, kid, don't you see you
can't get away with it? You've already

the first ball, and Muller ain't half
trying.

Say, why don't you use that noodle of
yours and get all that dough I promised

you? Why don't you lay down? Lay down
like we planned.

Now, you get out of here. You want me to
throw you out? You got him now. He's

sunk.

Thanks.

Get over to Muller. Tell him to sit on
that shoulder and pull his arm off.

Uncle and Sandy cackling.

It wasn't on the level. At least it was
darn good acting.

Yeah. All right.

All right. I told Muller to take that
arm of yours and pull it right off the

roots. Why, you dirty double
-crossing... Twenty years. Twenty years.

Now, I'll tell you what to do.

Grab the right arm and play on that
shoulder. Do whatever you can.

He's trying to beat you.

He thinks he can beat me, huh? He's
trying to beat you.

When I hit that shoulder.

You think I'm a mack truck.

Go to it. Don't forget it's one and one.

Come on, Sandy.

Give.

Looks like a girl.

Girl, it is a girl.

But she's kissing Sandy. Oh, I can't
watch this.

Good night, folks.