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King Bradley dies. Paper!

Read all about it!

Big sports promoter dies.

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You knew him didn't you, Faith? - I'll say I did.

So Bradley is dead, huh?

That's one funeral I'll be glad to go to.

Bradley had a piece of every smart deal on Broadway.

He wasn't such a big brain. He just got the breaks.

They tell me Bradley is quick-drying.

Yeah, I know. I was waiting for this race to come in before I went over.

I just heard King Bradley kicked off.

What am I supposed to do, buster? Start crying?

Got to shove off, gorgeous.

Pick you up at 8:30. - You don't mean this week, do you?

You know how I was tied up those other two nights.

I'm afraid I'll be waiting, Steve. - That's the way to talk.

You know Bradley's death caused a lot of excitement.

So Fielding is calling the boys together. I'm late now.

Thanks.

What would you do without me?

I often wonder.

Alright, handsome. Fielding's office.

Christmas night.

Not bad, huh?

Say, now that Bradley's croaked, can we move into a better spot?

Who knows? I'll tell you more about it after I see Fielding.

As this is a business meeting, better brush that face powder off of there.

Tell you what I'll do. I'll put some of my own ideas into that racing sheet.

Yeah, and I'm through being stepped on.

From now on, I get a bigger cut of the profits out of that hockey team.

What you guys squawking about?

You ought to be glad Bradley ain't here to check the book on you.

Alright, fellahs? - Alright, kid.

Hi, Steve.

We're all here now. Let's get started.

Gentleman, I've called you all together ..

To consult upon matters of extreme importance and interest.

I know how shocked you all are at the death of Mr Bradley.

It's useless to say how much we miss the brilliant mind that's no longer with us.

The steady guiding hand.

Of that man who commanded our admiration.

As well as our affection.

Climbing right up in the order, ain't he.

Then it devolves upon you, the managers of his various enterprises ..

To face the situation in a spirit of cooperation.

Never mind the baloney, Fielding.

What's on your mind?

Sure. You didn't get us here to tell us what a great guy Bradley was.

Can't you mugs keep quiet?

Let's hear what the legal mind has to say.

As you know, Bradley left interests that are making a great deal of money.

You, Meyers.

You cleared $30,000 at the brewery last year.

I made him forty grand at the dog track.

How did you do with his nags, Brennan?

Twenty G's. I had a bet on them all.

According to this statement, the hockey team cleared $16,000.

Right.

I made 25 grand with the racing sheet.

What did I get out of it?

How are you doing with the Casa Nova, Steve?

We're showing about $1,500 a week profit.

You see, it all adds up to a considerable sum.

I know you men have been doing all the hard work.

Bradley was never over-generous with those who helped to build his fortune.

What's more, we're tired of living on crumbs.

We want some of that gravy now.

Who gets all of Bradley's stuff, anyway?

That's what I'm coming to.

Prepare yourselves for a shock, gentlemen.

Bradley left everything to his daughter. - Daughter?

Where's she been hiding all this time?

Brought up out in Iowa. - Quit kidding, will you.

Bradley was never in Iowa in his life. - Nevertheless, that's a fact.

It certainly was closed-mouth.

You mean to say we're going to be messed up by a dame now?

Or is she just a kid? - The girl is about 22.

You have plans for the young lady? - I'll explain in detail.

But we got to work fast. That's what this meeting is for.

I've wired her, and she arrives tomorrow.

"Arriving on track 8 train number 42."

"Express from Chicago, Toledo, Cleveland."

"Buffalo, Syracuse, Troy, Albany and Poughkeepsie."

Well, I'm afraid I'd missed you in the crowd.

Sure enough, mister.

I beg your pardon.

I beg your pardon, you are ..?

No, I'm not.

I don't drink, I don't smoke, and I won't go for a ride.

Now you let me alone or I'll call an officer.

I'm sorry. I ..

You're Miss Bradley from Iowa? - Yes.

Can I chew a straw for you, Mr Fielding?

It might help sell the idea.

How are you? - I'm fine thanks. Glad to see you.

I've arranged this suite for you.

Your father used to live at this hotel. I thought perhaps ..

I'm glad you did. I like it immensely.

I ..

I know you're tired after your trip so we won't bother to talk business now.

We'll do all that at the meeting tomorrow.

What meeting?

I'm calling together the managers of your various properties, as I told you.

You father's interests were mostly sporting propositions.

But hardly the kind of business a young lady would care to be mixed up with.

Will that be all, sir?

That's all, my lad. Thanks.

It looks like I inherited a big job, doesn't it?

What time is this meeting tomorrow? - Eleven o'clock, my office.

In the meantime, enjoy yourself.

I arranged for the hotel to advance you any money you want.

If there's anything else you need .. send for me.

That's swell. I always wanted a whack at those 5th Avenue shops.

Goodbye. - Goodbye, thanks.

I thought everyone from Iowa had mud on their shoes.

I reckon this may surprise you, pardner.

But out yonder we Ohioans got automobiles, radios, nightclubs and ..

Safety razors. - How should I know?

Every time I get west of 10th Avenue, I start looking for Buffalo.

Tell me.

Did you ever know a man named King Bradley?

Gee, I'll say I did. I used to do his nails.

He was a great guy.

Your name is Bradley. Are you any relation?

I'm his daughter. - You are?

Ain't it a small world? I'm proud to know you.

What sort of a man was my father?

Are you kidding me again? - No, I'm not.

You see, I didn't know him very well.

How come?

My mother died when I was a baby.

I was raised by relatives. - Didn't you ever see him?

Yes, for a few days. Every year or so.

Don't let anybody ever tell you he wasn't a great guy.

He was aces.

[ Door knocks ]

Come in.

May I speak to Miss Sweeney?

Certainly.

Excuse me.

Yeah? - Listen, Shorty.

The boss thinks you're stalling again. There's a flock of customers waiting.

Better get back in a hurry or you get fired right out on your ear.

Yes? When I get fired out of this joint, it will be the happiest day of my life.

Want me to tell her that? - If you do, I break your neck.

Tell her I'll be right down. - Hope.

More bald heads waiting to hold hands. What a life.

Look. I'm in a spot where a fellow needs a friend.

If you can be an accommodation secretary and companion, you've got a new job.

With you? - With me.

Hallelujah, I've been saved.

Hiya, small change.

You'll sure trap a lot of skins up and down 5th Avenue.

Look out, Broadway. Here comes Iowa.

Heap big war dance. Casa Nova, we go.

Daffy dames.

Even the coffee is alright. - I told you they have good food here.

Ladies and gentlemen, we have with us this evening.

A prominent young cow-hand from Durant, Oklahoma.

He's been telling us for weeks that he can sing.

We'll soon find out.

I take great pleasure in introducing to you ..

Pinky Tomlin, who writes his own songs.

I hope you'll like him. Go to it, young fellah.

Good luck, country boy.

You mean now?

The object of my affection, changed my complexion.

From white to rosy-red.

Any time .. she holds my hand.

And tells me that she's mine.

It's a shame. They're not giving him a chance.

It can't be Christmas for everybody. It's still September.

Oh boy .. is he bad?

I'll keep acting like a clown until she says she's mine.

No, I'm not afraid that she'll leave me.

That poor fellah.

Just a blank.

Thanks.

What a stunning woman. Who is she?

Margo Heath.

She's a great looker, but only a fair actress.

And the man?

I thought you'd ask that.

Women go for him.

That's Steve Gordon. He runs this place.

You want to meet him?

I can get along without him.

Very nice, darling. - Thank you.

I'll be back in a few minutes. I have to make the rounds, you know.

Don't be long.

Now there are many girls who can thrill me, some who can chill me.

But I'll just hang around.

Or I'll keep acting like a clown.

Until she says she's mine.

What's the use, anyway ..?

Hi, Steve. How goes it? - Fine, thanks.

Hello, Babe. - Hello, Mr Gordon.

Everybody treating you right? - Sure.

Mr Gordon, I want you to meet Miss Bradley.

King Bradley's daughter.

Go and phone Simmons.

This is a surprise.

I'd have had a special table if I'd known you'd be here.

Thanks .. there is nothing wrong with this one.

How do you .. like the place?

It's really very nice.

Wait until you go over the books.

The books?

Yes .. hasn't Fielding told you? This is one of the properties you've inherited.

You mean .. all this is mine?

Even to the cream in your coffee. - Then we can tear up the check.

Waiter. Waiter, bring back that bill of fare.

Please, I have a weak heart.

No. It's on the level.

Would you like to wrap it up and take it home with you?

No, but ..

I think I'll start giving some orders.

Anything you say.

Don't let it get you down.

It's okay. I'm on my way over to the National Broadcasting Company now.

I got a job there at 300 bucks a week. That's okay.

Here now, here.

How about two bits for some coffee and doughnuts?

No thanks. - Go on. Here.

Thanks a lot.

If I'd had a coffee and doughnut before I went to sing I might have done better.

Hey .. wait a minute.

I'm going anyway. - They want you back in there again.

Me?

Mr Gordon said to sing your song again. A spotlight and everything.

Go on in and kill 'em, kid.

Here.

I beg your pardon, sir. Miss Heath asked me to ..

Yes. Tell her to wait. - Yes, sir.

Aren't you being somewhat rude to a very beautiful woman?

As a rule, I figure those things out for myself, Miss Bradley.

Here comes your yodelling Joe.

The object of my affection can change my complexion.

From white to rosy-red.

How, any time she holds my hand.

And tells me that she's mine.

Now there are many girls who can thrill me.

Some who can chill me.

And I'll just hang around.

How I'll keep acting like a clown.

Until she says she's mine.

Say.

Maybe I was wrong about that baby.

Kinda looks like it, doesn't it.

Because she's not that kind who takes a dare.

But instead I trust her implicitly.

She can go where she wants to go. Do what she wants to do.

I sure won't care, because the object of my affection..

Can change my complexion.

From white to rosy-red.

How, any time she holds my hand.

And tells me that she's mine.

Now, the object of my affection.

Can change my complexion.

From white to rosy-red.

How, any time she holds my hand.

You sure can pick 'em.

I didn't pick him. I just gave him a chance.

Come on, Miss Bradley. Let's get out of here.

Some who can chill me, but boy I'll hang around.

How, I'll keep acting like a clown.

Until she says she's mine.

Now I'm not afraid that she'll leave me.

No. Because she's not that kind that takes a dare.

But instead I trust her implicitly.

She can go where she wants to go. Do what she wants to do.

I sure won't care, because the object of my affection.

Can change my complexion.

From white to rosy-red.

How any time that baby holds my hand.

And tells me that she's mine.

Ladies and gentlemen, thanks for the applause. I'd like to sing more for you.

But it seems I've sort-of run out of words up here.

But if the management will permit me, I'll come back tomorrow night ..

And sing some more.

Me? I'm going home now to write some new tunes. Thank you.

Mr Gordon. I'll see you.

Look, I want to thank you. I want to tell you ..

You don't owe me any thanks.

Miss Bradley, I'd like to have you know Pinky Tomlin.

Hi, neighbour. How would you like to work here?

That's left up to Mr Gordon. - No, Pinky. You're wrong.

She's your boss now. Miss Bradley happens to own this place.

That's right. You're working for me now. You're hired.

Miss Bradley.

Miss Bradley. Thank you for your cooperation.

This for tomorrow morning's Herald. Just a few questions.

Didn't I hear you say you came from ..?

That, my dear, is how things are.

But I always understood my father was such a wonderful businessman.

Your father ruled with an iron hand.

A man of his type handled millions, but leave little besides their reputations.

You mean we face bankruptcy?

I'm afraid we can't last the month out.

The mere fact that a woman heads things is an unbeatable handicap.

But.

Let's go into details.

Gentlemen .. this is Miss Bradley.

How do you do?

This is Mr Kramer.

Mr Kennedy.

Mr Culver.

Mr Brennan.

Meyers.

Mr Gordon.

Don't let these faces frighten you, Miss Bradley.

What are they mad about?

Do you mind if I ask these gentlemen a few questions?

Go right ahead.

You look as though you had some bad news on your mind.

Kramer, isn't it?

What's the trouble? - I can tell you plenty.

The D.A. threatens to put the racing sheet out of business on a fraud charge.

You think that's grief?

You want to get a load of that dog-track.

Empty stands.

Sharpshooters all over the ground.

To say nothing of them hopped-up hounds.

What are hopped-up hounds?

You know, when a dog slows down and the owner puts him in a race ..

Sometimes he gives him a little shot of hop.

What charming people.

And if the police catch up with us ..

We're in a tough spot.

And the brewery.

I suppose the brewery is falling apart too?

The buildings ain't.

But the business is.

I can show you enough cancelled orders to pay off the war debt.

Had you thought of burning it down for the insurance?

If I can speak of the racing stable and the hockey team.

The two are losing five thousand a month and we can't stop it.

Well, gentlemen.

As far as I can see, with your help I'll be in the poorhouse tomorrow.

And Mr Gordon.

What do I owe you?

No, it's not quite as bad as that.

What little I do make, I must dish out to keep the rest of these guys going.

That's the situation, Miss Bradley.

The rest is up to you.

What would you advise?

The wisest thing, it seems to me, would be to sell out.

The enterprises are not the sort a woman can carry on.

Give me the authority and I'll look around for a buyer.

I believe that's the best advice anyone can give you.

Perhaps you're right, Mr Fielding. I'll think it over.

I wouldn't wait too long Miss Bradley or there won't be anything to sell.

Your old man would have made up his mind .. like that.

You're right.

I'm a little dumb.

My mind doesn't work that fast.

You get further instructions through Mr Fielding.

I'm going to run these properties myself.

Well.

You certainly do know how to handle women, don't you Fielding.

Don't worry, boys.

She'll be glad to sell out for ten cents on the dollar.

And we turn it over to the Broadway syndicate.

Three hundred thousand, you say they offered?

And a contract for each of us to run his own particular racket for the new owner.

Is that it? - Right.

Say.

What makes you think you can handle this dame?

That's where you come in, Gordon.

You're the ladies' man.

Turn on that personality of yours and soften her.

This is one time it will be a pleasure.

You want a bodyguard, lady? Works cheap. - You think I need one?

If you're taking King Bradley's place, you got a big job on your hands.

Don't I know it.

Your father ruled those men by fear, but nobody will be afraid of you.

I can look you straight in the eyes, and you know what?

What? - I think they're beautiful.

Which one?

Wait a minute. Let's see the paper and then we go.

Paper. Read all about it. The latest paper.

Hey, look.

Pinky takes a nice picture, doesn't he.

I wonder who the dame is with him. - Sort of dumb-looking, isn't she?

Heaven bless my Aunt Cynthia's hiccups. It is you, isn't it?

[ Car horns ]

Hey you two. This ain't the public library. Will you get moving.

My little sister can't wait to see the funnies.

That's the way things are here in New York.

I'm sorry, but I can't help it.

I like your nerve, Miss Bradley, but ..

I still think it's a bum racket for a woman.

If I can be any assistance to you, I .. - You certainly can.

It's a date. - It's a date.

Goodbye. - So long.

You want to look out for that good-looking Charlie.

He's broken more hearts than you've got dollars.

That's only a few.

Don't worry .. I can take care of myself.

That Margo has been calling you up all day. It's been awful.

Is she burnt up? - Yeah? Where's my handkerchief?

You know, that woman is going to bump you off someday.

And for love. - Who won the fourth at Belmont today?

Blackjack, by a neck and I lose a friend.

A jealous woman is an awful thing.

[ Buzzer ]

See who that is, will you? - I know who it is.

I warned you.

So it's you.

Run along little boy and tell your master I'm here.

I'll see if he's in.

It's Margo. Miss Heath.

Hello. Where you been hiding lately?

So you remember me. - How could anyone forget you?

How did rehearsal go today? Okay? - Swell.

How was yours? - How do you mean?

That Bradley dame. She had you bumping your nose on the floor the other night.

I wouldn't worry about her. She's just a kid.

I suppose you've been feeding her lollipops?

What am I supposed to do, insult her?

She's the big brain I'm working for.

Says he without cracking a smile.

Listen. You got a wrong hunch.

She's not my type.

It's strictly business with me and it's staying that way.

Now come on, wipe the January off your face.

You mean that, Steve? - Sure.

Listen, handsome. You've been working your personality overtime.

Be careful .. or mama will shoot.

You've been reading the tabloids again, haven't you?

Hey, watch out with that powder, sugar.

You know Pinky, this is really the first time I've had a chance to thank you.

Since last week, business has picked up tremendously.

You certainly have clicked.

Thanks. That makes us even. - You're getting away with murder.

They'll catch up with you sometime.

You can't keep up that wrist business for ever.

You mean .. this business? - Yeah, that.

I'm writing a new song.

See if you like it.

Now I never liked to stay up late and I never cared to drink.

The only explanation is: I love you, I think.

Well, go on.

That's as far as I got, but ain't it good?

Good? Half a song?

Good for what? A guy with one ear?

Better stick close to her or somebody will wise her up.

If you think that hog collar can wise her up to anything besides pitching hay.

You're crazy.

Okay, Gordon.

Take her to the hockey game tonight.

What for?

Do I have to explain everything?

I get it.

They didn't need me or my truck around the place for a few days so ..

I told my mother I'd crank up and drive over to Texas.

To see the object of my affection.

My face was all sunburnt.

My nose all peeled off. I was as red as a beet.

That's the time my mother walked in. What do you think she said?

I'll bite. What did she say?

She said: look, if you're going to Texas to see the object of your affection ..

You'd sure better change that complexion.

And did you?

It took three or four days to drive over there.

As I was jogging up and down along those old Texas roads ..

I kept humming to myself the words:

'The object of my affection can change my complexion'.

By the time I got to the State line I had the whole thing sacked out.

And you led me to believe I was the only girl you care for.

Ah, when did I ever tell you that?

So .. you're deceiving me?

I know you're both just kidding me along.

Say, did you ever hear of Cotton Tomlin?

I wear silk ones myself.

No. I mean my brother - Cotton.

If you think you're funny, you should hear that guy. Boy, he chills me.

Ah, you're alright, Pinky.

Thanks, Miss Bradley. You're alright too.

You know, you're about the nicest girl I ever met.

You know, the kind of girl a fellow pictures to himself only much more ..

More ..

Miss Bradley.

I must see you right away. - What's the matter?

A matter of life and death. - Anything I can do, Mr Gordon?

No. You and Babe wait here until we come back.

Come into my office please.

What is it?

How would you like to go to the hockey game tonight?

Did you scare me out of my wits just to ask me that?

I dragged you away from Pinky talking you to death.

This is the appreciation I get.

Pinky wasn't talking me to death. Besides, I like him.

What time is the hockey game starting?

Which is my team?

Glendale.

Bradley Glendale, huh?

Good looking fellows, aren't they?

But they don't pay off on game profiles.

Your outfit hasn't won a match in three weeks.

It's awfully exciting anyway.

What's wrong?

Wrong? Didn't you see Buck Pearson get socked in the head by his own man?

I told you this one is in the satchel.

Right. No limit to what these guys will do.

That carries things too far if you ask me.

Now Dugan clipped him, Culver's cut himself a piece of the gravy.

This raw stuff is liable to get him thrown out of the league.

You're telling me.

I can't see any more.

Let's get out of here.

What's the matter, Buck? Somebody get you?

Put him over there, fellahs.

Set him down on that table.

You shouldn't have conked him so hard, Dugan.

What did you think I was going to do, kiss him?

He was going to tell the Ref we were throwing the game.

Let me up.

I'm alright.

You laid me out on purpose, Dugan.

I told you guys I wouldn't have any part of that crookedness.

You're crazy.

Anybody will tell you it was an accident.

Accident, my eye.

I'm going out to spill the works.

I'll show you.

Drop him.

Couldn't you have handled Buck Pearson another way?

Did you want him to talk?

Culver. - Yep.

What seems to be the trouble?

This man is dead, Culver.

I'm sorry, I ..

That's too bad.

Accidents will happen in the hockey game.

Are you going a little too far, Culver?

It will set us all up for a stretch.

What's the matter with you? Don't you know it was an accident?

Yeah, I guessed it was an accident.

Yeah.

It was.

He was a rotten player anyway.

Hello?

I want to see Mr Gordon at once. It's a very personal matter.

Hold on a minute, Pink.

Hey. It's Pink. He wants to see you.

What's he want?

I don't know. He says it's something personal.

Okay. Let him come over.

Come right over, Pink.

Why the sour puss?

It's private.

You look like you're going to a funeral. - Maybe I am.

My own.

Yeah. In another jam?

Look. You know Maxie and that 10th Avenue crowd?

I'm a sucker for their crap games, see.

They get me on the cuff for .. half a grand.

Now they're yapping about softening my skull if I don't settle up.

How are they going to soften a sponge? - Ha?

There's enough here to cover it.

Say, you ain't ..

Gee.

There's five hundred and ten here.

I'll take ten. That's two years advance salary, you know.

How do you know I'll be here two years? Especially now.

You know, Fielding didn't tell me how long this job was going to last.

Listen, Mack. You can be here as long as you want to be.

Steve. You're a great guy.

I'll never forget this.

Don't worry. I'll not let you forget it.

[ Buzzer ]

Hey, that's Pinky. Let him in.

Sure.

Hi, Caruso.

How do, Miss Bradley.

I want to see Mr Gordon. - Come right in.

I'll tell him you're here.

Where is he? - He's in the ..

Hello, boss.

Did you drop in for breakfast or is that a vicious gleam in your eye?

What's burning you?

This.

Foul play hitting the hockey game.

My team. - Yeah. I read it.

I tried to get hold of Fielding. He's out.

I want Culver discharged immediately.

Great. Who do you put in his place?

An honest man. Certainly not a murderer.

You flatter Times Square. Besides, you got a contract with Culver.

Contract or not, I want him fired.

You can't fire a man while I'm shaving.

Listens, Steve. I mean it. - Look.

You sit down here.

We'll talk this over while I finish.

How do you think I feel?

With the newspapers hinting I'm responsible for a man's death.

I don't know. Tell me, how do you feel?

Will you be serious?

Alright, so you fire Culver.

Nobody to run your team.

It's in the red now.

Next thing you know it gets kicked out of the league.

And you've got nothing.

What makes you think Culver is crooked?

How do you know Pearson's death wasn't accidental? Such things happen.

[ Buzzer ]

[ Buzzer ]

Hiya pal, come on in.

How are you, muscle-bound? Is Mr Gordon up yet?

He's up alright, but you can't see him for a few minutes. He's tied up.

Sit down.

How's the old crooning racket anyway?

I don't croon. I just plain sing.

You know what can help your act a lot? Put a little oomph in it?

Get yourself a good-looking gal for a dancing partner.

Oh no, not me.

You know, I used to dance a little.

Say, will Mr Gordon be very long?

Remember the taxi-cab driver's ball four years ago?

You know who copped the prize?

Little old yours truly.

One of the regular prizes too.

Of course I had to slug a guy to get it, but .. you want to see it?

What is it? - I'll show you.

Here you are.

Kinda little, ain't it? It looks like an eye cup.

Maybe it's damp in there. It could have shrunk a little.

Ballroom dancing ain't my only forte. - No?

No. I do good anaesthetic dancing too.

Pull in them gams, will you?

Get a load of this.

Hey, be careful of the cheaters.

Say, that's all out of date. Let me show you what they want.

Turn on something that's got a little rhythm to it.

How's that?

Yeah, that's it.

Hey, that's fresh.

I'll go to town with you, kid.

What the Dickens ..?

Make way for Nijinsky.

Forget about Nijinsky. You show them how, kid.

Here comes Pavlova.

And I left my fans at home.

Uhuh, Steve again? - Nobody else.

We go to the dog races.

How is the old boy? Has he got to first base yet?

He hasn't even started.

Do you know, I think he's got a slow pulse.

I've heard different .. maybe it's you.

You aren't slowing up are you, pal?

Nope. Still the same young squaw.

Maybe you're running second?

That's what I'm going to find out.

This afternoon.

I had no idea dog races were so thrilling.

Yeah, it's a lot of fun if you don't have to foot the bills.

Let's put a bet on the next race.

Alright. You bet on the dog and I'll bet on the rabbit.

How do you do, Miss Bradley? Gordon. - Looks like a sell-out, doesn't it?

You must have been talking about another track the last time I saw you.

You just happen to catch us on a Saturday.

Take a weekday and you could put them all in a telephone booth.

That pan of yours kills business. Next thing, it will scare the dogs away.

Oh yes? - See you around.

I beg your pardon. - That's quite alright.

Your hat is cock-eyed.

Powder your nose, will you? It's shining in my eye.

You big bully, you.

Hey, give me two bags of peanuts. - Yes, sir.

I've got a pet monkey here to feed and I got to give her a lot.

These are right.

This dog has been poisoned. - Poisoned?

How do you like that? - I'm going to get my dog back.

What's the matter? What's the trouble? What's the matter?

Hey, come here. This is a fix.

Put your hands in front of your face. We're going through.

This is terrible.

Looks like you been through a thrashing machine.

There must be something I own that's on the level.

No use beefing. If you want me to, I'll try to find out what happened.

I'd appreciate it if you would. - Somebody has to look out for you.

It's a much bigger job than I thought.

Don't let it bother you. A good meal and you'll feel like a new woman.

A grand idea but I feel as though I've been through a Battle Royale.

Look, Steve. I'm practically barefoot.

Hey, go right in here and we'll fix you right up.

Fine.

Good afternoon. May I show you something?

I'd like a pair of stockings please. Size nine.

Rather sheer. In a sort-of golden brown shade.

How do I look in blue?

You're silly.

That negligee would look lovely on your wife.

Yeah.

Sure it would.

If she thinks I'm spending all my dough on doodads for her, she's crazy.

I never.

Never mind apologizing now. Wait until I get you home.

But .. a lovely young wife needs beautiful things.

May I ask what business it is of yours? - But, sir ..

It's folk like you sticking their noses into other's business that starts wars.

Basil .. Mr Bolingbroke.

How could you be so cruel?

Keep out of this. I had enough trouble with you. How much do I owe you?

Two dollars.

There it is. Be sure not to spend it all at once. Let's get out of here.

Men.

The poor woman. Aren't you ashamed?

That did her good.

Where do we go from here?

Don't you ever want to go home?

Let's go see Margo.

That's not fair. You're offside.

Don't you ever invite your friends to your apartment?

Yeah, sure I do. But not when they have that look in their eyes.

If I promised to be good?

Not even if you promised on a stack of dictionaries.

You're going home and like it.

So that's it. - What?

Strictly business, huh?

Being nice to the boss. Giving the little girl a treat.

No, that's not it at all. - Thus far and no farther?

Don't let me detain you, Mr Gordon.

You've put in a full day's work.

Goodbye.

Times Square.

Show him in.

Hello, Fielding.

Hi, Engel .. sit down. - Thank you.

How's everything with the Broadway Sport Enterprises?

We're doing alright.

I know exactly what's on your mind.

You do? What's the answer?

When will you be ready to sell out?

I'll need about another week.

What's all this mess I've read about? The dog track and the hockey team.

I think all that will clear up once you come into possession of the properties.

I get you.

But listen, Fielding.

This thing has dragged along for weeks.

We got a lot of money laying idle.

If we can't buy the Bradley properties, we're going to start building ourselves.

Don't do that, Engel.

I give you until Monday to deliver or forget it.

Have your attorney draw up contracts.

We'll be ready. - I hope so.

It's been a swell day, Pinky.

Nice to get away from Broadway and everything. Get a breath of fresh air.

I don't think you've enjoyed yourself very much.

But you seem to have something on your mind all day.

Don't be ridiculous. I had a marvelous time.

You get all dressed up. The new car.

The classy clothes.

I don't know. There just seems something missing. That's all.

It sort of reminds me of a song I've written.

What is it?

'What's the reason I'm not pleasing you'?

But you are.

That's just the name of the song.

Let's hear it.

I know a spot where I could use it myself.

Why don't we get along?

Everything I do is wrong.

Tell me, what's the reason, I'm not pleasing .. you.

I may kiss you but then.

You don't say: kiss me again.

Tell me, what's the reason, I'm not pleasing .. you.

If you must keep me in doubt.

How will I know what to do?

You can change me about.

Any way that pleases you.

Oh I try and I try.

Still, I never satisfy.

Tell me, what's the reason, I'm not pleasing .. you.

Why don't we get along?

Everything I do is wrong.

Tell me, what's the reason, I'm not pleasing .. you.

I may kiss you but then ..

You don't say: kiss me again.

Tell me, what is that reason, I'm not pleasing .. you.

If you must keep me in doubt.

How will I know what to do?

You can change me about.

Any way that pleases you.

Oh I try and I try.

Still I never satisfy.

Tell me what is that reason, I'm not pleasing .. you

You sure are pleasing me now, anyway, mister.

What's wrong?

I don't know. The guy that sold me this car said it was a good'un.

I'll take a look at the motor. - It's no use, Pinky.

You don't get twenty miles to the gallon on a bus like this.

I knew I forgot something, but I kept thinking it was my hog-tooth pen.

Sitting here talking isn't going to get us anywhere.

Look, there is a house.

It looks like we're plum afoot.

Let's go. - Alright.

Come on, Matilda.

What's the matter with you? Ain't I treated you right?

Hi, neighbor.

Hi.

Can we get any gas around here?

You mean gasoline?

Yes, you know. For cars.

Last time we had any gasoline around here ..

My wife, darned fool, poured it on the stove.

The first time Ma and me went out together in twenty years.

About how far is it to a filling station?

Just five miles up the road now. It's getting late.

There must be some way we can get back to town.

Yeah .. well, I got the old Ford tucked away in the barn.

Trouble is, she's got all her tires off.

That's a great help.

What are we supposed to do now?

A good-looking steer you got here, farmer.

Darn critter. She's just come fresh, but she won't give a drop of milk.

Just plain stubborn.

Maybe you're hard to get along with.

Maybe you ain't handling her right.

What do you city folks know about cows?

Go ahead and show him, Pinky.

Let me at her.

Look out she don't kick you.

There isn't a cow ever lived that can kick me.

Give her that old wrist business, Pinky.

Watch me go to town here, baby.

I told you she was wrong-headed.

That's okay. I'm working on the other end.

Looks like you've lost that master touch of yours.

Wait until I get warmed up here.

I say you are my Queen.

You don't think that I'm so keen.

Tell me, what is that reason, I'm not playing with you?

If I pet you, you're sad.

If I don't, then you get mad.

Tell me, Bossy, what is that reason, I'm not pleasing you.

I'm trying so hard to be nice, Bossy.

And I'm treating you as I should.

You'd like to kick me about twice.

Just keep right on chewing that cud.

Boy, I'm sitting here about to run.

So won't you please give down that milk.

Or tell me, what is that reason, I'm not pleasing you.

Now look Bossy or Daisy or whatever your name is.

You got me in a pretty tough spot here. You know that, don't you?

[ Cow mooing ]

Now, the object of my affection.

Can change my complexion.

From white to rosy-red.

Any time she holds my hand.

And tells me that she's mine.

Now there's many girls who can thrill me.

Some who can chill me.

I'll just hang around.

Or, I'll keep acting like a clown.

Until she says she's mine.

Now, I'm not afraid that she'll leave me.

No, because she's not the kind who takes a dare.

But instead, I trust her implicitly.

She can go where she wants to go. Do what she wants to do.

I sure won't care, because the object of my affection.

Can change my complexion.

From white to rosy-red.

Hot diggetty.

For, any time she holds my hand.

And tells me that she's mine.

I'll tell you I don't know where she is.

She went away yesterday afternoon. I haven't heard from her since.

Did she go out with Steve Gordon? - No, she didn't.

Who did she go out with?

Pinky. Pinky Tomlin.

Now are you satisfied?

Will you go away and leave me alone?

I'm worried enough without you bothering me.

Pinky. Where does he live? What's his phone number?

It's no use. I tried that.

No sense in my staying around here. You're not very helpful.

The moment you hear from her, have her get in touch with me immediately.

Mr Gordon's residence.

Yes, Mr Fielding. Yes, sir.

I'll call him.

Steve .. Mr Fielding wants you on the phone.

Hello?

Hello, Steve .. Fielding.

Listen carefully.

Shoot.

Barney Engel was in today and here's the situation.

Hmm.

Here is something for you to worry about.

Toni Bradley has disappeared.

What?

I just left her apartment.

Dave Sweeney tells me she went out yesterday with Pinky.

And hasn't been seen or heard of since.

Looks like you flopped this time, Gordon. Too bad.

You wouldn't like odds on that, would you Fielding?

I never gamble. There's a meeting in my office at one o'clock. Better be there.

With good news.

To make sure you'll come I'm sending Kramer around for you.

Imagine her falling for that hick canary.

Maybe you're slipping, Steve.

Listen.

I'll put that dame where she belongs. Right under my thumb.

You want to make sure she don't give you a double shuffle ..

And you wind up right in her palm.

I'm losing my technique, huh?

If you ain't lost it you must have misplaced it.

Even I'm doing better than you are.

You know that frail down in 419? - Where's my hat? I'll find her.

I got her to buy my theater tickets last night.

And besides.

Thank you.

Leave 'em alone and they'll come home.

Wagging their tails behind them.

Okay, little Bo-Peep.

Where have you been? - Steve, I had the grandest time.

Pinky and I got stranded in the country.

We milked cows and .. - Yeah.

Listen, Toni. You and I have to talk.

Alright.

Come upstairs.

Drink?

Toni, I'm going to quit.

Quit?

I'm resigning as manager of the Casa Nova.

Was it .. was it what I said yesterday?

No, it's deeper than that.

I can't see you go on being played for a sucker by Fielding and his crowd.

What do you mean?

Are you the babe-in-the-woods you seem? You think all that's happened ..

The dog track. That hockey mess. All your grief just happened?

I know as well as you.

Fielding and his crowd stirred it up just to force me out.

Well? - Now you.

The one friend I had.

Thought I had.

Now you want to walk out.

Toni, what can you do?

Listen.

I know this game. Better than you do.

Those mugs started out doping dogs and throwing races.

They wound up with murder.

You can't play horse with them.

So you're going to run out?

So are you if you've got any sense.

What's it all worth, Toni?

A girl can't head a racket like this. It isn't in the cards.

You can get $50,000, go back to Iowa and spend the rest of your life ..

I've been waiting for this.

No, I'm not so dumb.

Do you think I can't see I've been on a merry-go-round ever since I got to town?

You think I didn't know after the first meeting ..

They'd do anything they could to drive me out?

One thing I've been waiting for.

Just one.

I wanted to see what you had to do with it.

I thought somehow ..

You might be on the level.

Now you think I'm not.

Now I know you're not.

That's why you never made a play for me. You're out to gyp me.

You couldn't make love to me and take my money at the same time.

Steve .. wait.

I can't believe it.

You wouldn't ..?

You poor kid.

Steve, I know I can't run the show myself.

As long as I'm in it, they'll make trouble.

You take it over. The whole works.

Run it to suit yourself and I'll stay out of it.

No, Toni. I couldn't do that. They'd think ..

I see.

Margo wouldn't like it.

You can't be too chummy with me. Is that it?

Not at all.

Thanks for letting me know.

Look.

You say they'll give me $50,000? - Right.

Rather than do business with those murderers ..

I'll sell it to you for twenty-five.

Call it a present.

From me to you .. and the girl you love.

It's a deal.

I'll get a notary.

A quarter to one. I have to step on it.

Mark.

Mark Rose, it's Steve Gordon speaking. I have a rush job for you.

Take this. Date it. Are you ready?

This is a sales agreement between Miss Toni Bradley.

And Steven J. Gordon, both of New York city.

Now, the consideration is twenty-five thousand dollars ..

To be deposited in favor of Miss Toni Bradley with the SeaCoast National Bank.

It was as easy as shooting fish. - Nice going, Steve.

I'll have my secretary draw up a bill of sale immediately in our names.

What do you mean 'in your names'? Do you think the girl is blind?

She knows she's been getting the works. - It doesn't matter.

She won't sell to you or anybody connected with you.

Where does that leave us?

Listen, brainy.

What's to stop me taking the title and then transferring it over to all of us?

You're right. That's the way to do it.

Three hundred grand is a lot of dough.

I've got a good mind to bust you right in the nose.

Take it easy, boss.

Of course we trust you, Steve.

Still, it's a good thing to remember what happened to Buck Pearson.

How much dough will it take to swing this thing?

I give her a small check to clinch the deal and you fellahs cough up later.

Meet you back here at 6 o'clock.

Listen.

What's to stop Gordon from crossing us up?

Buying the properties himself and freezing us out.

Ah, you're crazy.

Steve is alright.

Yeah? The chance of that much dough might give him ideas.

It looks screwy to me. Steve refusing to take our dough for that option.

I'm going to tail that guy.

I'll call you back.

I'll find out quick enough if Steve is going to try any funny business.

Mr Gordon's residence.

Mr Fielding.

Yes, this is me.

Get down here right away, Mack.

Certainly, Mr Fielding.

Miss Heath.

I got to go.

Want to come back later?

That's alright. Run along. I don't mind waiting for Steve.

You won't get lonesome?

No, I'm used to that too. Go on, run your errands.

Will you tell Steve I'll be back soon? - Sure.

What do you guys want with me?

Nothing special, Mack.

Just want to have a little talk.

What about, Mr Fielding?

When is Gordon leaving?

Say, what are you talking about?

You know Gordon is getting ready to blow.

You get me down here to ask me riddles?

Why not ask Steve himself? I ain't his nursemaid.

You'd look kind of silly with a busted head.

Start to try giving me one fellah, and I'll cut you down to a dwarf.

Just a minute, Mack.

Yes, sir.

How is your friend, 'Red Nelson'?

Please Mr Fielding, don't.

I thought I ought to let the crowd in. You and I have a little secret.

Don't. Don't, Chief. Not in front of these guys. Please.

You and I have both known for a long time that you're Red Nelson.

Wanted out in Jackson, Michigan.

For that jailbreak in 1925.

Some friends from out West sent him to me. I got him a job with Steve Gordon.

Is that right?

Yes, sir. - Well, well.

I guess you'll handle easier now, huh?

Hello, SeaCoast National? Let me speak to Mr Ashton, will you.

Hello, Ashton?

Steve Gordon speaking.

Fine. How are you? Good.

Look, Ashton. You'll not be out playing golf this afternoon, will you?

No, I'll be here.

I'll be glad to see you.

What's on your mind, Steve?

Ashton, it's the biggest deal I've ever swung.

No, I can't tell you what it is over the telephone, but it's big, see. Big.

I've got to raise $25,000 at once.

Have you security?

Yeah. I can rig up some bonds. Don't know just how much.

But when I get over there you'll be glad to give me any amount I want.

Sarah Bernhardt in person, huh?

How long have you been here?

Just a few minutes.

Don't worry. I didn't hear anything you said over the phone.

Where's Mack?

He had to chase downtown. He'll be back soon.

How is the high ball?

Sure.

What's the idea, trying to ambush me?

I didn't want to embarrass you.

I thought .. you might be having company.

Where you been hiding yourself? Haven't seen much of you.

You're asking me?

How is your new romance coming along?

What romance?

Toni Bradley of course.

Oh that.

You don't think I'm going for her, do you?

Listen, Steve.

I've been around long enough to know the signs.

It's alright with me. Only let's not stall about it.

Say, you never talked like that before. What's got into you?

There's no use fooling myself.

When a good-looking specimen like you falls, he falls.

That's right, isn't it, Steve?

Maybe.

Do you love her, Steve?

Who knows?

If you don't, let's pick up where we started.

No.

No Margo. Whatever happens, that's over.

So that's how it is.

If you think you'll throw me for that corn-fed cutie you're out of your mind.

That was just an act a moment ago, huh?

You double-crossing conceited chiseller.

I'll fix you.

Boy, is she smoking.

Never mind the cracks.

I'm in a tough spot Steve.

Now take me.

That frail in 419 is driving me daffy.

Is she catching up with you?

I got to tell her something.

Are we going to Florida again this winter?

Serves you right for being a Casanova. What makes you think we go to Florida?

You mean we ain't going nowheres?

We're going so far it will take us four years to get back.

Paris, London, the Riviera.

How does that sound, huh? - You mean it?

We leave for Bermuda tonight at 6 o'clock.

I'm going to start packing.

[ Buzzer ]

[ Buzzer ]

Hello.

Mack.

Listen, Mr Fielding.

He's leaving alright.

I can't talk any louder. He's in the next room, packing.

Yeah.

Tonight. 6 o'clock.

Keep in touch with me.

Okay, Mr Fielding.

Hey Mack, come in and give me a hand with this trunk, will you.

Okay, Steve.

I know this.

He's set to borrow $25,000 from the bank and he's gone over to complete the deal.

What bank?

I don't know but the man's name was Ashton.

Ashton?

SeaCoast National. Times Square branch.

Thank you very much, Miss Heath.

You're welcome.

I'm sure you gentlemen will treat him right.

Leave it to us.

That settles it. He's closing the deal himself and shoving off tonight.

Hello Engel, this is Steve Gordon speaking.

We're all set to deliver the Bradley interests. Are you ready to close?

Fine.

Send your check for three hundred grand to Mr Ashton at the SeaCoast National.

Times Square branch, yeah.

Alright. I'll be right over.

Thanks a lot for your trouble, Mr Ashton.

You'll take care of that trust fund okay, won't you?

Don't worry about it, Gordon. Everything will be alright.

I'm glad to know that sports are going to be on the level from now on.

Thank you.

Drive me to 60 East 54th Street. - Hello, Steve.

Never mind. I think I'll walk.

Get in, Gordon.

Hey, what are you doing?

Just so you won't see too much, Buddy.

Step on it.

Come in.

Miss Bradley, where's Steve? You seen him?

No. Why? - What's the matter?

He split from Fielding and the crowd on a money deal.

Now they're out to cool him.

How did it happen?

Steve is my pal. He picked me up out of the gutter.

And I ratted on him.

Where is he now?

That's what I came to find out. I thought maybe ..

Mack, why did you do it?

I don't know.

Fielding always had it on me that I broke out of stir back in Michigan.

If I didn't stool for him, he'd have sent me back.

What a pal.

Hello .. hello.

Pinky.

Like to go for a ride in the park?

Pinky, come up right away. - What a time for that sap to butt in.

We gotta do something quick. - I know, but what? What will we do?

Lay it down, buddy.

Yes, sir.

There's fifty in it for you.

Okay.

It's nice to see you fellahs again.

What did you do with the dough you got from Engel?

Put it where it belongs.

That's where we're going to put you.

Murder in the heart of Times Square?

You fellows know you can't get away with that.

You're going to cough up, Gordon.

And if I don't?

Listen, Gordon.

We're going to take you up to a rat's nest.

When we get through with you, you'll beg us to take that dough.

A rat's nest, huh?

You fellahs should feel right at home.

You're going to write a check for three hundred grand.

We're going to hold you until it clears.

Sorry, gentlemen.

But I left my fountain pen at home.

Go on, get him up here in the seat.

Straighten him up.

That's it.

Superior Garage? Is Nolan there?

Spike. Spike Nolan. - Spike Nolan.

Alright.

Nolan is getting ready to go out. - Let's go.

Babe, you stay here and answer the telephone.

Look out.

Them ain't cornstalks you're missing, farmer.

I'm just like a jack-rabbit. - Hey.

Culver .. you fellahs take care of Gordon.

I'm going back to town with this monkey and see Fielding.

Isn't this where Buck Pearson gets his mail now?

You'll have plenty of time to figure that out.

There is Nolan.

Pull up to that limousine ahead.

Come on, Gordon.

Get moving.

Head back to town as soon as that car pulls out.

Nolan .. you've been crossed.

Chase that car.

Are you alright, Steve? - Sure. Step on it, step on it.

Hiya, Steve. Small world, eh?

Keep after him.

Let's shoot the tires.

Here you are, Steve.

Who's that?

Spike Nolan. The guy who drives for Fielding.

Mack took a long time to call his garage.

He was just leaving and we followed him.

Then Mack slugged him.

Hey, look out.

All ashore that's going ashore.

All ashore that's going ashore.

Toni, I got your things packed. Just like you said.

In State Room 36A.

Gee, sweet. I wish you both all the luck in the world.

I beg your pardon. - What did you do?

Toni, don't forget to write. - Beg your pardon, Miss.

Will you quit begging? You're old enough to steal.

Goodbye, darling. - Bye.

Goodbye, Steve. Have a wonderful time, won't you?

Pinky, come on, come on. - Goodbye, goodbye.

Come on, we got to get off the boat. Goodbye.

Tell me, Steve. One thing I don't understand.

Why did you leave the country ..

Just because you used that $300,000 to buy me a trust fund?

I wanted to get an ocean between me and your faithful manager.

So you wouldn't have to send me lilies.

You stood a good chance of becoming a widow even before I married you.

I'm leaving Fielding's crowd to the cops.

And giving you my personal and undivided attention.

Goodbye. - Goodbye, Steve.

All the best.

I'm certainly going to miss Mack and Babe.

And Pinky.

Tell you what. Mack will be out of the hospital in about 3 months.

When we get back, we'll adopt 'em both.

..t-g..