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Left on Rich Man, Poor Man.

You like showing my father what a young, eager go -getter you were.

He's just another phone in a Brooks Brothers suit, shoving his way to the

I'll get you.

Your brain is knocked out next Friday, showboat. You ought to pay me for boxing

lessons, you bum.

Listen, Rudy. No, you listen. You and I are going to be married one of these

days. There's no question about it. It's ordained.

Get naked.

You and my wife.

Oh, you mean just because I've been shacking up with her. Well, I didn't

you'd mind.

You don't know the kind of trouble you're in. What do you mean?

I'm talking about the syndicate.

All right, let's get the hell out of here. You better get out of here right

If I was you, I'd go right now and I'd go to the ocean. And when I got to the

ocean, I'd cross that ocean and I wouldn't come back to this country for

years. What do you mean ten years? What about my wife and kid? If you want to

live, forget them.

Hello? Mrs. Abbott, it's that Mr. Jordache calling again.

I'll speak to him.

Rudy? Don't tell me you've actually gotten back.

I haven't been gone.

Oh? It's a long story. I've been trying to get my life into some sort of shape

so I could bear it.

Any luck?

Hey, listen, Billy's going on some sort of all -day deal with his class today,

and maybe if you're not doing anything, we could goof around.

I'll arrange not to be doing anything. I hear the sound of cymbals and trumpets.

Stop trying to sound educated.

I'll see you here. Give me an hour, okay?

One hour.

Don't play with your food.

You're not supposed to scold me.

Where does it say that?

Everybody says it. It's in the book. Kids aren't supposed to be scolded

And you don't have a clop on the ear.

You're not supposed to punish me either.

Where are you getting all this?

Conrad Franklin's father.

Hey, come on, sport. Let's get on the ball.

Hey, listen, why do I have to go on this dumb field trip anyway?

Are you kidding? It's going to be wild.

We'll get to collect seashells and there'll be a...

Clan bake with corn on the cob?

Don't you and Daddy like each other anymore?

Sure we do.

Then why can't we all be together like we used to be?

We just can't, that's all. Sometimes grown -ups, they find out they can't

together anymore.

But why?

I don't know.

Come on, you've got exactly 20 minutes.

Here.

Fix you some nice canned pears. You finish them up while I get changed.

What if I don't?

Then you don't.

Ernest McMillan has a new father.

A real creep.

right on time.

Give or take 13 years.

You ready?

Yep.

Well, what would you like to do?

I don't know, Marty. What do you want to do?

I want to be the girl that you decide. Like when we were 18.

You know, when I look at you, it's hard for me to realize that you're not.

Well, I won't tell anybody if you don't.

You know what Strega reminds me of?

Perry Street.

That place you and Willie had.

That's right. You came down there with... The night I graduated from

It's weird.

What? The human brain.

The way it works.

Specifically mine.

You know what I came down there for, don't you?

No.

I was going to marry you.

You didn't know I was married?

No.

Teddy Boylan told me you'd been living with some guy, but he thought you'd

broken up.

What else did Teddy Boylan tell you about me?

Nothing. Just about you and this guy.

And that was enough, thank you.

But, nevertheless, I was prepared to forgive you, no matter how low you had

fallen. It was quite a shock walking in on that happy domestic scene.

You, Willie, the baby.

Well, I'll have to say this for you, chum. You made a nice comeback.

Hmm? I think you managed to pull out of it pretty well.

What are you talking about?

Gloria Hartley, my friend. You must remember you took her back to her place,

jumped into the kip with her.

She told you that?

She called me the next day. Couldn't wait.

And?

And what?

What did she say?

What are you waiting for, the reviews?

No, I just thought she'd tell you that, uh... Man, I mean, you really are

something. What brought this on? Nothing.

It's nine o 'clock. Did you get a check?

Yes. Are we going someplace?

I better be sure Billy gets to bed all right.

I thought the maid was going to take care of that.

I want to see if he didn't get a bad clam or anything.

Julie?

Julie, what's the matter?

I told you nothing. I just have to get home.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Look, haven't you enjoyed yourself?

Haven't you had a nice day?

It's been a lovely day. One of the best I've ever had. Charlie Chaplin and

everything, but... Who are we kidding? I am a grown -up lady with a ten -year

-old son. We can't go back. We've changed.

Not that much.

Well, I'm not exactly 18 anymore.

Well, you're not exactly Madame Ouspenskaya either.

All right, but we're both a little beyond the running through the high

hand in hand stage.

You really want to know what's bugging you?

Nothing is bugging me. Everything was fine until we started talking about

Hartley. Don't be ridiculous.

What time is it?

It's early. How early?

It's not even midnight.

I better be going home.

Hey, listen.

I want to talk to you. About what?

About making an honest man out of me.

It's a subject I rarely discuss in the nude.

Oh, okay.

We'll change the subject.

Come on. I have to be going home.

Hey, listen. I've got an idea.

Why don't we go ride the Staten Island ferry?

Now? Why not?

I don't even think it's running.

It's got to be. People still have to get to Staten Island, don't they?

I doubt it.

And besides, that's something you do after the senior prom.

We've got an awful lot of time to make up for.

What's the matter?

I don't think it was particularly manly of you to hide my shoe.

Help is on the way.

I detect petty subterfuge. If you wanted me to stay, you should have just said

so.

I want you to stay. I want you to stay with me.

Tonight and tomorrow and as long as we live. Forever.

Don't. Don't what?

I don't even want to think about anything serious right now.

Well, I've waited a long while.

When is the right time?

I don't know.

To tell you the truth, I don't even know if marriage is right for me. It makes

me feel, I don't know, trapped.

Well, you gotta have someone around to help to find your shoes.

Help me find a taxi instead, okay?

Okay.

If you'll answer one question.

What? What's your position on weekends in the country?

What country?

I don't know. We'll find one.

I'll pick you up Saturday around 1, okay?

What are you doing up at this hour?

Daddy told me he's going to stay.

What I thought was champagne.

And we're going to the baseball game tomorrow.

Hey, Yardbird, Pop 2.

Now, how do we say to our mother, may we please go to the baseball game

tomorrow? Can I please go to the baseball game with Daddy tomorrow?

We'll see.

Does that mean yes?

What that means is that you get your skinny little fanny into this sack and,

um... We'll see.

Okay. What was that?

Okay, sir.

All right.

What's all this?

What? Part two and dismiss.

Oh, I was just telling him about the air court.

And who's been telling you?

Well, kids love that jazz, you know. Little bubbly.

I thought you were in New Orleans.

Well, I just got back.

Haven't even unpacked yet.

You wouldn't have a warm corner for an old soldier, would you, Mom?

Listen, Willie, this may come as a shock to you, but I have a piece of paper

that says we're not married anymore.

What's a piece of paper between friends?

I mean, we go back a long way.

Willie, please.

It's all right.

You wouldn't have a bit of Lenox for an old soldier, would you?

Excuse me for falling apart.

It's just that gumbo and that chicory, you know.

Turns a man to mush.

What happened to the job?

New Orleans has to be one of your hokier cities.

All that iron work.

Keep expecting Vivian Lee to come out.

You want something to eat?

No.

I want to come home.

We can't just keep trying again and again. It doesn't work.

Never really did.

I can't make it without you.

Look, Willie, you're tired and I'm tired.

All I'm asking is a chance.

We'll talk about it later.

Does that mean I can stay tonight?

No, you're going to have to find a room someplace.

I'm broke.

You sure you want me to go?

After all, we were married.

Will you please?

Maybe tomorrow.

What are you doing here?

I always say there's nothing like a nice, warm welcome.

Look, I don't want you to get me wrong, kid, but I don't want your business.

What are you talking about?

It's English.

Yeah, I know what language it is. What are you talking about?

What do you want it in, Maya dialect?

I don't want your business.

If it's about that C -note for your friend, I'm sorry about that. Forget

the C -note. Just take off.

All right, what are you talking about? What do you want?

Don't you know? Now, come on.

How long you been in town?

I just got off the bus.

You come right here? I just got through telling you that.

Did you run into anybody on the way?

What the hell is this?

There's some people looking for you, kid.

Yeah?

What people?

Look, I don't mean any hard feelings.

But the kind of trouble you're in, I don't need at all.

Joey Quailsing, huh? Yeah, they were in here.

Three of them.

600 pounds of bush.

Shoving me around.

How'd they know how to hit on you?

It was that phone call to Vegas.

They traced it back.

What'd they want?

I told you. They were looking for you.

Do you know how hot you really are? All right, sit down.

Sit down.

You want to get rid of me? I would like that very much.

There's a guy in the 23rd Precinct that knows something about my wife.

Pete Tierney, yeah. Right, Tierney.

You tell Tierney to get on the apple.

Because if I get what I want, I'm gone.

Fine. But I'm out.

I don't want any part of you, kid.

You call Pete Tierney if you want to at the 23rd Precinct. But leave me out.

Okay?

Okay. Okay.

And kid, be careful.

Every two -bit hustler, every crooked cop, every street corner punk in town,

looking to turn you up.

They call you Pepe?

I know you.

You know a man named George Schminney?

He called me.

Let me take you upstairs.

Okay.

Better safe than sorry.

How much did Smitty tell you?

I know all I want to know.

Can you give me a ship?

Things are pretty slow right now, but I'll see.

First, you're going to need a passport and a seaman's ticket.

How much of a problem is that?

Five hundred.

Well, can you handle it or what?

I got some family up and away with me.

Well, are you just going to sit there?

Yes? Is this the Jordache residence?

Delivery's around back. Wait, I'm looking for Rudolph Jordache. He's down

York. Wait, what about Mary Jordache?

What do you want with her? Lady, that's my business.

Who is it? I don't know.

He won't say who he is or what he wants.

Hi,

Ma.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

I'll say one thing, you're living pretty well these days.

It's nice.

It was so big and lonesome.

Sometimes I swear I almost wish I was back at the bakery in Port Phyllis with

nice smell of fresh baked bread coming up from the basement.

Oh, it makes me sad to think of it. Well, here's something to cheer you up.

Here. Thank you.

Rudy, uh... Rudy hasn't got himself married yet, has he?

He's still a young man.

Plenty of time to get himself tied down.

I always had a notion he'd end up with a Julie Prescott.

Abbott, I think her name is now.

Well, he's got more sense than to do a thing like that.

I just can't get over the idea of you appearing like that out of the blue.

After all these years.

It's a shock to my system, that's what it was.

Matter of fact, I...

I still feel a little faint.

Maybe another little drink will help.

Well, if you say so.

When Rudy told me about bumping into you that way down in New York City, I was

hoping we might all get together again.

Yeah, well, I've been traveling around quite a bit since then. I understand you

have a wife and a little boy.

Yeah, that's right.

Grandson I've never seen.

What's his name?

Wesley.

Isn't that nice? Doesn't that have a ring to it?

Wesley Jordache?

Have you got a picture?

Yeah.

Yeah, there he is.

That's the first cuff he ever took.

Oh, the darling little thing. Yeah, he's really a tiger.

When can I see him?

if I see him again.

I don't understand.

Well, it's a long story.

You see, there's some pretty rough people in the fight business.

I did something they didn't like, so I'm going to have to leave the country for

a while.

How long?

I don't know.

Oh, just when I thought I got my son back.

What will you do?

How will you live?

I'm going to be all right. A guy I know is giving me a job on a ship.

Well, what about your wife and baby?

Well, that's something else.

Richard left me, took a kid with her.

Oh, Tommy.

Come on, Ma.

Ma, please, come on, don't cry. I'm going to be all right.

If there's anything I can do, anything at all... Yeah, to tell the

truth, Ma, I need some money.

I have a little nest egg set aside.

How much will you need?

500 even.

Now, this isn't going to get you in trouble with Rudy, is it?

He's not going to know anything about it.

The way he pinches pennies these days.

He'd kill me if he knew I had that kind of cash in the house.

Listen, Ma, if you ever want to get in touch with me, now, this is for you, not

Rudy, nobody.

It's the Aegean Hotel in New York City.

Now, can you remember that?

Aegean Hotel?

Yeah. Now, the manager's an all right guy. His name is Papadakis.

He'll get in touch with me in case you need him.

Okay?

Are you sure you won't come back inside and have something to eat?

No.

I can't keep going.

Next

time,

I'll bring you something nice.

Yeah. I wish we had longer.

Yeah, hello.

Hold on just a minute.

The old man here. All right. Just a second.

What's your butter fat? It's 9 .7%. The lowest yet.

What do you call it?

We got a couple. Wild cherry and cherry jubilee and cherry surprise.

Call it cherry surprise.

The surprise is that it's two -thirds air.

Yes. Is that you, Rudy? Do you want a market test on it?

No, no. Go run with it.

What can I do for you?

You coming up to Whitby this weekend?

No, sir. I was going to stay in town, do some work on the deal.

Well, forget that.

There may not be any deal by the time we finish talking.

What? Expection at my office tonight.

Eight sharp.

I'll see you then.

Hello. Hi, Martha.

Hi, Liam.

Where's mother?

Hi, Nathan.

Something wrong?

Why is today the exception?

Mom? Are you okay?

I brought an old friend to see you.

An old friend?

You remember Julie Prescott from Port Phillip?

You brought her here.

Yeah, she's going to keep you company while I see what Mr. Calderwood wants.

Finally came out, didn't it? What?

I guess it was just a matter of time.

What are you talking about?

Your father's blood, bread in the bone, comes out in the marrow, so they say.

Would you kindly tell me what you're talking about?

You know well enough.

Not too well.

Where are you going?

To my sitting room to watch television.

Wait a minute. I've got a friend downstairs. You don't want to leave her

sitting there, do you?

Don't I?

What's the matter with you?

I know all about your friend downstairs.

I don't think I understand what's going on around here. I should think it was

clear enough.

All I'm asking you to do is to be polite to my guest.

I know all about her brand new divorce and her ten -year -old son she's

neglecting while she carries on with you.

Who's been telling you this?

What's she doing?

Looking over the place before she decides to move in. And where do I go?

the maid's room with Martha? Who's been filling you full of this junk?

I still have some friends.

Virginia Calderwood.

I don't wish to discuss it.

Now listen to me. You listen to me, young man. I will not have that slut in

house. She is not a slut.

And this is not your house. I'm going to my sitting room.

You are going to go downstairs?

And you are going to be as nice and polite as I know you can be.

Oh, an adulteress.

Just what do I tell Monsignor Kinney? You tell him that you have learned the

virtue of Christian compassion.

You're a fine one to talk about Christian virtue.

When was the last time you were in church? Look, I haven't got time to

with you, Mama. Calderwood's expecting me any minute now.

Now, why don't you go downstairs and have a nice glass of sherry with Julie?

I'm staying right here.

Okay, Mama.

Suit yourself.

But if you do, I'm cutting you off.

No more car, no more bridge parties, no more credit cards, no more charge

accounts, no more beauty parlors, no more dinners for Monsignor Kenny.

Think about it.

Come in.

Thank you. You're a little late.

I'm sorry.

Sit down.

Have a drink if you need it.

But I'd be obliged if you'd wait until after our conversation.

Certainly, Mr. Calderwood. I suppose by now you've gathered that this is not a

social occasion.

I'm beginning to get that feeling.

I want to meet with you as man to man without Mrs. Calderwood in Virginia.

I want to be able to speak to you freely.

I wish you would.

I'm surprised at your behavior.

Surprised and a little sickened, to tell you the truth.

I remember the first time I met you was at my home.

Virginia had been out skiing, and she'd sprained her ankle.

And you, very kindly, gave up your day on the slopes to bring her home.

I liked the cut of your jib. So did Virginia.

There was a time when I hoped that you and she might get married.

I'd have welcomed you as a suitor.

Open and aboveboard.

That's why this situation is so repugnant to me.

What situation?

I'm talking about you and Virginia.

What about us?

For all her veneer sophistication, she's not very worldly -wise.

I don't suppose there's any great trick for you to turn her head.

Just a minute.

I know what's been going on between you two.

There's been nothing going on. There's no point in lying. I will not be lied

I am not lying.

Save me the righteous indignation.

I wasn't born yesterday.

Listen, if you're accusing me of something, I have a right to find out

what the hell it is. I'm accusing you of seducing my daughter.

I expect you to do the right thing about it.

Which is?

Marry her, of course.

I'm prepared to make you a full partner.

On my death, you'll get the bulk of my shares and full voting control.

Shares and voting control.

The whole ball of wax.

Why, you really wrap it up in a very pretty pink ribbon, don't you, Mr.

Calderwood? Yes, I do.

Now, should we have a drink on it?

No, let's not.

What did you say?

I am not in love with Virginia.

I am not having an affair with her.

And I am certainly not going to be blackmailed into marrying her.

Blackmail?

Now, here is what you do, Mr. Calderwood.

You take your shares, and your voting control, and your silly damn daughter,

you put them all together with that great ball of wax.

And you know what you can do with them. Now, Rudy.

I am sick and tired of dragging you into the 20th century with you fighting me

every inch of the way. I quit, Mr. Calderwood. Now, Rudy, there is no

this. You let some other poor slob make you a rich man. I have had it. Rudy,

please. There is nothing more to be said. Yes, there is.

Obviously, I've made a misjudgment.

And obviously, you've been telling me the truth about you and Virginia.

And I'm sorry I misjudged you.

And I do not accept your resignation.

I don't care what you do.

Rudy, please, I'm apologizing.

Now look, why don't we have that drink?

Please.

Let's discuss the merger.

Well, your mother couldn't have been nicer.

I even got Martha's recipe for Boston cream pie.

How'd it go with Calderwood?

My problems are pretty much over.

Wish I could say the same.

Willie?

Yeah. We were married. I didn't see him for weeks at a time. Now I can't seem to

get him out of the house.

Have you tried throwing him out?

Billy thinks he's terrific.

They do bits together. How's the broken leg? Can't kick.

If I have the same wavelength.

Would you like me to take care of it for you?

How?

Don't worry about it.

Mr.

Abbott to see you, sir.

Send him in.

Well.

Pluck. And luck.

You make me proud to be an American.

You want a drink or something?

What I want to know is, couldn't you get a longer table?

Shuffleboard, anyone?

Okay, Willie.

You're unimpressed.

Now, how would you like to sit down and talk business?

What kind didn't?

Your kind.

Public relations.

I've got a contract here.

What do you really want?

I want you out of New York.

And out of Julie's life.

And I'm willing to pay for it.

You think you can buy everything, don't you?

You know, we've got a half -empty hotel in Santa Barbara.

It's a beautiful place, but nobody goes there.

What it needs is a little pizzazz, a new image.

Girls in bikinis, beautiful people.

If it's beyond your scope, say so.

Um... What do you mean,

beyond my scope?

The title is publicity, director.

You'll have an office, a secretary, and a suite in the hotel.

A thousand a month and an expense account.

What kind of expense account?

I won't put any limits on that as long as you produce results.

And as long as you stay in California.

She doesn't want to see you anymore, Willie.

Don't go back to 63rd Street.

And what about my kid?

Am I allowed to say goodbye to him?

You can write him a nice letter.

The trouble with California.

You said if you don't have wheels, you're no place.

What kind of wheels were you thinking about?

Little Corvettes are nice.

How much do you think you could pick one up for? 33 or 34.

Say 36 with everything.

to see the start of a pickup in job opportunity.

That should mark the beginning of the end... Yeah, who is it?

Me. Yeah, just a second.

You got his ship. Pull him in victory.

Yeah, when do I ship out?

Midnight tonight.

What's that?

Gear, it belonged to some Swede used to stay here, but he kicked off on me some

money.

There's your passport.

Here's your steaming ticket.

It's made out to Tom Jordan.

Jordan.

Much obliged, Peppy.

Maybe someday I can do you a favor.

You do yourself a favor and stay out of trouble.

You're right.

The main thing is you mind your own business. And don't fight.

They could always tell a pro by the way he throws a punch. I've had all the

fighting I want.

Are you going someplace?

I thought I might take one last look around.

Why press your luck?

Look.

I'm broke.

My wife's gone, my kid's gone.

The syndicate's chasing me out of my own country.

I'm standing here in some dead tweed's clothes I don't even know. I'm shipping

out on a ship I don't even know where I'm going.

I ask you a question, Pappy.

How lucky can a guy get? Huh?

Pete Turney.

Two sixes at a hundred bucks.

That's right.

I'll check that out again for you. She's working her place on Christopher

Street. Hustling drinks.

Uses her maiden name.

You getting an address? Yeah.

You going? No, no, no.

Thank you.

You know what I like most about you?

Know what?

Everything.

Who the hell could that be?

Who is there? What do you want?

Rudy. It's Eddie Heath.

They've been trying to get you all day.

They wouldn't put a call through. What's wrong?

There's been an accident.

It's Willie.

He rolled that new car of his.

Oh, Julia.

I'm so sorry.

He's dead.

It's just one of those things.

Nobody's fault.

Where are you going?

I've got to get to Billy's.

Somebody's got to tell Billy.