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♪ Eastside, Westside

♪ All around the town

♪ The tots sang "Ring-a-Rosie"

♪ "London Bridge
is Falling Down" ♪

♪ Boys and girls together

♪ Me and Mamie O'Rorke

♪ Tripped the light fantastic

♪ On the sidewalks of New York ♪

Come on now, Smokey. Put one
over. Gimme something decent.

Damn, gimme one.

Let me see you hit it!

Give him the works,
right over the plate.

Good morning. I've come to
collect the rent for Mr. Harmon.

You tell Mr. Harmon

I wouldn't pay the rent
until he fixes the windows.

Achilles, Jacques, Louis.

Alright, ma.
Coming, ma. Come on.

Are all these kids yours?
Or is this a picnic?

They're mine, thank you.

Don't thank me.

What'd you want, ma?

This man says
he wouldn't fix the windows.

Well, will you fix the windows?
Or do we fix you?

Why, certainly,
we'll fix the windows.

It's always a pleasure
to fix windows.

So start fixing.

Why, you little roughnecks.
I'll fix you.

Mr. Harmon?

Oh, Mr. Harmon?

What in the world happened to you?

I went down to your tenements,
to collect the rents

and about a 650 hoodlums
walked on me.

Poggle, you don't understand
the psychology of children.

Psychology? Did you see what
what they did to my physiognomy?

Well, go clean it up,
and I'll go down there with you.

I'll show you how to handle
those hoodlums.

My hat and coat.

He did not touch third!

He didn't touch third!

Say, what do you mean,
"I didn't touch third"?

- Who says I didn't touch third?
- I said you didn't.

Well, I'm gonna touch it now.

Oh!

Hey, you guys, a gang fight!
Come on over.

Poggle, I think you're mistaken
about this neighborhood.

So far this ride
has been very pleasant.

James, please try
and avoid the open sewers.

Is he driving in the street?

Yes, and he's a very good driver.

He drove a tank in the war.

Well, the war's over,
and I'm no tank.

Hey, wait a minute.
Don't hit me, I'm on your side.

Oh.

Ha ha ha.

What just happened?

It's those kids, fighting.

Now do you see why
your property is being wrecked?

Ja-James, stop the car.

I'll give those ruffians
a piece of my mind.

Come, come, my little men.

Who has the audacity to do
things like that?

Ah!

I'm speaking to your fathers,
I'm..

Move, James.

Hey, this is no time to sleep.

There should be a
law against this.

Well, there is one.
But you'd never know it.

Margie.

'Margie Kelly.'

There's a man out there, shaking
stuffings out of your brother.

I'll fix him.

Hey, you. Why don't you
pick on a guy your own size?

Ah!

Oh, do you believe in
love at first sight?

Scram, you big lug!

- Hi, Butch.
- Hi, Clipper.

I'd say great, kid.

You've got all the makings
of a red hut.

How'd we make out here?

300. 350. 60. 75.

Swell, here.
Here's your split, kid.

Gee, Butch, you're a great guy.

Okay, Clipper. Stick to me,
I'll make a big shot out of you.

See you in the morning.

No, I gotta be in court
in the morning.

That flat foot got us
for roughing Harmon.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Well, if that guy gets hard,
just let me know.

Ah, gee.
Thanks, Butch.

Raise your right hand.

Promise to tell truth,
the whole truth

nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

- Yeah.
- Sit down, listen to the judge.

Now, Clipper. Tell the court
how this fight started?

Well, you see, judge..

...we was playing baseball,
and I make a home run..

Yeah, and you didn't touch third!

'Oh, I did to.'

Quite.

Things over started
friendly-like, you know.

We was good friends
and we went out.

He said I didn't make
a home run and I say I..

Please come in quietly.

Now where were we?

Oh and then he says
"I didn't make a home run."

I say "I did."

So, well, we started
a friendly little argument.

'Quite'.

Very well, Clipper.
What happened then?

Then this guy get's out of his
car, and knocks me cold.

Oh, I did not.

I want you boys to keep quite.

'Well, I didn't'.

This is a court room, Mr. Harmon.

See, I told you.

That'll be all, Clipper.

Mr. Harmon, take the stand.

Up...up.

Raise your right hand.

Take off that hat.

Raise your right hand.

Take off that hat.

Raise your right hand.

Place your left one here.

Your left hand, here.

Raise your right hand.

Put down that cane.

Uh! Ow!

Swear to tell the truth, nothing
but the truth, so help you God?

Answer him.

Swear to tell the truth, nothing
but the truth, so help you God?

- No.
- What?

I can't understand
a thing he's saying.

- He's asking, if you swear--
- No, but I know all the words.

Take the stand, take the stand.

Now..

Tell us what happened
on the street yesterday.

Do you believe in
love at first sight?

Mr. Harmon you're becoming
very irksome to this court.

Kindly reconfine your remarks
to the testimony at hand.

Now proceed with the testimony.

Tell us what happened
in the street yesterday.

Well, Poggle and I..

- Fancy meeting you here.
- Sit down!

Here, sit down!
Can't you sit?

Put the chair back.

Sit down...sit!

Order in the court!

Now Mr. Harmon,
did you run into Clipper Kelly

yesterday with your car?

Go ahead.

I said,
did you run into that young man

yesterday with your car?

- Yeah.
- What?

Huh?

Mr. Harmon, are you hard of hearing?

- Were you speaking to me?
- Yes!

Are you hard of hearing?

No, are you?

'Proceed with your story.'

'I drove down to inspect my
property..'

I drove down to inspect my
property when..

Your honor, there seems to be
a bee around here some place.

Well, never mind the bee.
Continue with the testimony.

Well, I was attacked
by these hoodlums.

Particularly, by this terrible
boy, right there.

That's a lie, Your honor.

He tried to run over my poor
little brother.

Brother?

Why..

Well, what's the matter now?

- I swallowed the bee.
- Good.

Then we can continue.

Now, were you or were you not
attacked by this boy, before me?

Before you?
When did he attack you?

Were you attacked
by this in front of me?

- Where were you standing?
- Stop evading the question.

'Didn't I understand you to say
you were attacked by this boy?'

Attacked?

No, it wasn't his fault.
I guess I was to blame.

I assume,
let the whole thing drop.

- Well..
- Sit down!

Take off that hat.

Well, for disturbing both

the peace of the neighborhood
and of this court

I fine you $100.

Court is dismissed.

Mr. Harmon,
I don't think you understand.

You see, young man,
these poor children

are born in poverty
and reared in ignorance.

The gutter's their cradle,
and later their playground.

They live in the streets.

Lots of them die there
from policemen's bullets.

The Judge knows all this.

That's why he let you take the
blame today. You can stand it.

Is that young lady really
that terrible boy's sister?

Yes, and his father
and mother too.

If it wasn't for her,
he'd be in the reform school.

Hey, here's you receipt.

You mean to tell me,
we don't get 10% off for cash?

Nope.

Well, this is the last time
we'll do business in this court.

I told you, I'd fix it
right for you.

Clipper Kelly, I'm tired
of getting you out of jams.

I'd poke you in the nose right
here, if I wasn't a lady.

Lay off him, Margie.
He didn't do nothing.

If wasn't for you, he wouldn't
be in these scrapes.

Don't worry, you're alright.
You hear me? I'm telling you.

- You're alright.
- And I'm telling you he ain't.

You're not going with him.
You understand?

- Oh, lay off me.
- I won't lay off you.

Oh, you.
How dare you strike a lady?

You lay a hand on my brother

and I'll mop up
the sidewalk with you.

- He slapped your face.
- It's my face, ain't it?

Oh, I didn't know you liked it.

Uh, Ms. Kelly.
We must make allowances.

These poor children, born in
poverty, reared in ignorance.

The gutter's their cradle,
and cradle's their gutter.

Well, what do you want me to do?
Burst out crying?

Oh, no. No.

I'm gonna come down here
and see how you people live.

We ain't no zoo.

No, I want to do something
for these kids down here.

Say, I've met your kind before.

You're too polite
to be up to any good.

No, you don't understand. I
wanna take 'em outta the gutter.

Give 'em a place to play.
Especially your brother.

You'll have me believe
in that stuff, in a minute.

You'd like it, wouldn't you?

After all,
you're his father and mother.

I never had a father or mother.

- You didn't?
- Orphan.

- Ever since I was born.
- Are you trying to pull me leg?

Oh, I wouldn't think of doing
anything like that.

- I thought maybe I could--
- The best flowers.

- I could--
- Fancy flower.

- That's fine.
- Take one.

- I--
- I grow in my own yard.

I thought I'd come down here--

For your sweet heart,
for your sweet heart.

Sure, sweet heart.

Oh, thank you very much.

Oh, ain't it beautiful?

Oh, but maybe I ain't
ought to take it, really.

Just to show we're friends?

We are friends.

- Oh, it's late, I gotta go.
- So soon?

- Yeah, I must. Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Oh, you forgot your..

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Uh...you won't forget
to water it?

Mr. Harmon,
I was pretty mean to you today.

If I said anything
to hurt you, I'm sorry.

You didn't say anything
to hurt me.

From now on,
nothing could hurt me.

My little friends,
here on K Street

the mothers and fathers of my
little friends, here on K Street

and the little friends, of my
little friends, here on K street

are always welcome, at all hours
to all activities

here in Harmony Hall.

Now my little man,
it gives me great pleasure

to welcome you to
The Harmony Hall Boys Club.

What a baloney!

- What say we go up the gym?
- That's a good idea.

Hey, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Now listen.
I don't like that Harmon guy.

So, the first one of you mugs
who goes to that gym

gets a bust in the beezer,
from me.

- Where's all the kids?
- They didn't come in.

I guess they didn't like
this gymnasium idea.

Well, what are you
gonna do about it?

Well, what can I do?
Drag 'em in?

Oh, lick before you start, huh?
What kind of a man are you?

Brace up. You've a swell idea to
keep those kids off the street.

Just 'cause they don't come up
and kiss you, you laid down.

You know you prom..

You promised to make a man
out of Clipper.

What do you do? Nothing!

Haven't got any more backbone
than a jelly fish.

I'll bring those kids in here,
if it's the last act of my life.

And they were all cream puffs.

Hey, come here.

Where are you going
with that ball?

Oh, the kids have come.
Finally, he's got them.

My little friends here
on K street..

- Give us that ball.
- Yeah!

Stop! Keep quiet!

That guy in there
is the best friend you've got.

- But he took our ball.
- Yeah!

Shut up!
Listen, I told you to shut up.

So, he took your ball, huh?
Why, you dumb, little mugs.

Look at all he's given you
in return. Look!

Gee, this ain't half bad.

Look at those
funny little doodads.

- Don't go away.
- No, I won't.

- Harmon?
- Mr. Harmon?

- Mr. Harmon..
- Oh, Mr. Harmon, hurry up.

You've gotta go and tell
the kids how to use them things.

Hey, gang. There's nothing left
here to play with. Let's scram!

Come on!
Hey, come on!

There must've been an earthquake.

Oh, yes, and this was
such a nice gymnasium.

Oh, Mr. Harmon, do something.
They're going. Quick, stop 'em.

Oh, boys?
Oh, boys?

Look at him, he's got
his winter underwear on.

Don't you wanna see...
the wrestling match?

Wrestling match?

Sure, Mr. Harmon and Mr. Poggle
are gonna hassle.

- Huh?
- Wrestle?

- I don't know how to wrestle.
- So do I.

Would you mind teaching one
of our guys how to wrestle?

Which one of you little men
would like to learn?

- 'Baloney wants to learn.'
- 'Yeah, teach Baloney.'

'Baloney.'

- This is Baloney?
- 'Yeah, that's Baloney.'

Oh, after all, I'm a little
rough, I might hurt Mr. Baloney.

'No, no, no.'

Always start by taking
a deep breath.

They'll never be able to hold
those kids in there now.

I've done all I can. My head
feels like a rhinoceros saddle.

Can't you think of something
heroic for him to do?

Yeah, he could knock Dempsey out.

But Dempsey isn't here.

- Let him knock you out.
- Can't be done.

- Why not?
- I'm out already.

I got an idea.

You sure, Mr. Mulvaney,
that you know what I mean?

- Okay, where's the 50 bucks?
- You'll get the 50 bucks.

- What happened to your idea?
- Here it is, here.

One round Mulvaney.

Mulvaney is gonna pick
an argument with Mr. Harmon.

Then we'll get the two of them
in the ring together.

Mulvaney is gonna let
Mr. Harmon knock him out.

- God, that's a swell idea!
- Mm-hm.

Introducing, One-Round Mulvaney.
Pride and champion of East side.

Here, Homer Van Dyne Harmon,
uptown philanthropist.

Go on.

You must not hit below the belt
or any place.

- 'Come on.'
- 'Yeah!'

Come on, Mulvaney. Sock him!

Oh!

Sock the fella!
Attaboy!

Oh, boy.

Boy, you were sure good,
Mr. Harmon.

Boy, you sure let him,
that time.

You know how to hit him, boy.

- Hey!
- That's good.

Did you see that Harmon guy?
And I thought he was a lily.

That guy knows
how to use his douce.

'Boy, he's brilliant. Gee,
did you see him, knock him?'

Hey, Mul, how much are they
giving you to lay down?

- What do you mean lay down?
- Don't skull me.

I'll give you a 50 more
to knock him for a loop.

I don't like the guy.

50? Okay kid, I'll knock him.

Put it in me shoe.

One, two, three..

...Four..

...Five..

Hey, what are you doing?
Playing a game?

...Six, seven, eight..

...Nine..

Give him one on the chin.

Come on, get him right.
Come on.

Come on, back here.

- Oh! Come on.
- 'I'm right here to fight.'

Come on, get outta there.

Come on.

Hit him. Come on.

Come on, Mr. Harmon.

Now you mustn't do that,
Mr. Mulvaney.

Come on there, Mr. Harmon.

You haven't forgotten the
agreement have you, Mulvaney?

Don't worry, I'm just acting.
You know, making it look real.

Yeah, well, don't forget.

Hey, listen. He had two
openings in that second round.

Only thing that chapped him was
that left jab of his is no good.

- Stand up, will you?
- Hey, listen.

I wanna tell you about this man.
He can't keep his balance.

Now, pull yourself together
and go in there.

You gotta win this fight.

What's the matter with you?
Raise your backbone.

'Give it to him, sock him.
Don't let him make a fool out of you.'

Oh!

One, two, three, four, five,
six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

You're out.

Winner.

Hi, Butch.
What's on your mind?

Nothin' much, Clipper.
Sit down there.

I'm waiting for Lefty.

How are things over at that gym?

I'm hooked to play in a show
they're giving.

Yeah? What are you doing?
Dancing?

I go into a royal palace,
and shoot Harmon or something.

- You'll shoot Harmon?
- Yeah.

That guy must be half goofy.
Heh-heh.

I'll have to see that show.

Here you are, chief.

What's this all about?

Keep still kid. You'll find out.
Here, stick out your arms.

What's the bright idea?

Why can't somebody let a guy
in on something.

Yeah, wait till you see this.

- It's gonna be perfect.
- Great.

Well, Lefty, looks like me
and my blonde lady friend here

is gonna pull off
some swell stick ups.

- It's a cinch.
- Come on. Off with it, kid.

Say Butch,
you don't mean real stick ups

with a rod and everything?

Sure, I do.

- Oh, but listen Butch, I--
- Now, wait a minute.

You better do what papa tells you.

- Oh, the duck looks beautiful.
- Oh, and so do you.

Come on, hurry up.
He's gonna be here any minute.

Come on.

Oh!

Oh, will Clipper be surprised?

- You think he'll like it?
- Like it? Why, He'll love it.

This is the first birthday party
he's ever had.

Mr. Harmon, it's so nice of you
to do all this for Clipper.

There isn't anything
I wouldn't do for...Clipper.

Oh, it's him now.
Come on, quick. Let's hide.

- Hide?
- Yes, no not in there.

Come on, they'll be in here
any minute.

Ssh! Keep quiet.

- Surprise!
- Surprise!

For what?

Why, honey,
it's your birthday.

Well, what about it?

- I brought you some books.
- I got a book.

Why, Clipper, after all
Mr. Harmon's done for you..

He ain't doin' it for me.
He's trying to get in solid with you.

Clipper Kelly, you march in there

and clean your stuff up
for your birthday party.

And we got ice cream,
and cake, and duck.

Baloney.

You think he'd rather have Baloney?

Come on, Clipper, dinner's ready.

Come on, honey.
The duck will get cold.

Clipper, Clip..

- He's gone.
- Gone?

Oh, you mustn't cry
on an empty stomach.

Now, you sit down.
We'll have a party anyway.

- Now what piece do you like?
- I'm not hungry.

Oh, you must eat,
you'll feel better.

'Maybe you're wrong, you see.'

Clipper! He's back.

- Come on.
- Well, what's the matter?

- Is this yours?
- Yeah.

I caught this boy goin' in a
pawn shop downstairs with it.

Come on, son.

Ah, I-it isn't mine.
It's Clipper's.

I gave it to him this morning.
It's his birthday.

- Do you like duck?
- Duck?

You like duck, huh?
Oh, I got the loveliest duck.

You'll love the stuffing.

- Thanks.
- Why, that's alright.

Drop in often.

Well, haven't you got
about enough now?

Margie doesn't come
to dinner every night.

Well, what you gonna do?
Feed her phonograph records?

"Girl of my heart."
Isn't that beautiful?

Yeah.

"Sweetheart of my dreams."

- What a wonderful thought.
- Yeah.

What's the matter with you?
Are you delirious?

No.

Why don't you marry the girl
and get her off of your mind?

That's what I wanna do. But
every time I try to propose..

...I lose my nerve
and don't say a thing.

Well, write her a letter,
send her a telegram

or call her up or some..

Hey. Come here.
I got an idea.

- Say something.
- What will I say?

Oh, anything, to hear
your voice. Read something.

"Spring is here, why not have
your body washed and polished?"

Spring is here, why not have
your body washed and polished?

There you are.
That's your voice.

Now, propose to Margie,
on the other side.

On the other side of what?

On the other side
of this thing here.

How do I start?

"My fate is in your hands."

"You brought a new kind
of love to me."

"You're driving me crazy."

"If I had a girl like you.."

"I'd climb the highest mountain."

"My one and only.."

"I wanna make you mine."

"Body and soul."

"Till the sands of
the desert grow cold."

"What'll I do?"

"I'd like to kick you
right in the pants."

Ah..

Now, here's your proposal, see?

Tonight, when the lights are low
and Margie's up to your house

play that for her
on the phonograph.

- Do you live here?
- You like it?

Oh.

Gee, what a swell joint this is.

Joint?

- And ain't that the berry.
- Berries?

Say, how long have you
had this joint?

Oh, grandfather Van Dyne
built it 75 years ago.

Gee, but if it was down
in our neighborhood

seventy five families
would live in it.

Well, I must hurry down to the gym

and get things ready
for the show tonight.

There's lot's to be done.

Margie, there's something very
important I want to say to you.

What is it, Harmon?

Spring is here, why not have
your body washed and polished?

- What?
- Did you see my Rembrandt?

- Your what?
- My Rembrandt.

My fate is in your hands.

You brought a new kind
of love to me.

You're driving me crazy.

If I had a girl like you.

I'd climb the highest mountain.

My one and only..

I wanna make you mine.

Body and soul.

Till the sands
of the desert grow cold.

What'll I do?

What would you like to do, Harmon?

I'd like to kick you
right in the pants.

- Butch.
- Shut up!

Blonde bandit and her pal.
They've gone that way.

We gave them the slip.
Hold on to yourself, kid.

Gee, Butch, what do we do now?

There's nobody in the gym yet,
C. So, you slip in there.

If anybody asks you,
what you been doing

say, you've been in
there all the time, C.

Studying your part
for the show tonight.

Hello, Poggle,
everything alright?

Hello, Margie.
Yes, fine thank you.

How did my phonograph
idea turn out?

Not very well,
something went wrong.

Well, isn't she going to marry you?

Oh, she'll marry me if
I can do something for Clipper

and get him away from Butch.

Well, let me do it.

Why, he's the toughest kid
in town. What could you do?

Well, I've housebroken two
Airedales and three police dogs.

Poggle, sometimes, I think
you're a trifle unbalanced.

Yeah, another week with these kids

and we'll both be sleeping
under crazy quilts.

There's a man undressing
a girl in a Chevrolet.

He'd have a tougher time
in an Austin.

Hey...who do you think
the fellow was in the car?

- Who?
- Clipper.

Clipper? Well, there's
nothing like starting young.

And you don't miss so much.

Oh, but a boy Clipper's age,
carrying it on with women.

My gracious. Tch-tch.

Hello, Mr. Harmon.

Clipper, I'm disappointed
and ashamed of you.

Why?

I saw what you were pulling off
in that car.

What car? I wasn't in no car.

Don't lie to me,
I saw everything.

I don't know
what you're talkin' about.

Maybe this long blond hair
will explain it.

This sort of thing will
only land you in jail.

Think it over.

Butch, Harmon's wise
to the whole racket

the-the blond wig and everything.

Yeah, I know,
I heard everything, kid.

Well, can't we blow Butch?
Can't we?

Of course not.

You get ready for the show
just like nothing happened.

What if Harmon tells somebody?

Now, listen to me, Clipper,
all you gotta do

is keep your mouth shut,
leave me to the thinking.

You wanna get us both in jam?

It ain't mine.

It's the one I use in
the show to shoot Harmon with.

- You do what?
- I shoot him.

Look at the rods full of blanks.

Oh, that's right, you told me.

Well, now, ain't that
just too sweet for anything?

I'm surprised at you, Clipper.

You ought to know you can't
shoot nobody with blanks.

Butch, you don't want me
to really shoot--

And when it's all over,
it's just an accident, get it?

All part of the show.

I won't. I won't I tell you.

Now, you gonna do just like I tell you?
Or I'm gonna turn you over to the cops

and tell 'em you're
the blonde bandit.

I won't. And you
can't make me do it.

No? Well, how'd you like to sit
in one of them little cages

lookin' out through the bars?

And thinkin' about spider
and all the gang out

there playing ball and goin'
swimming and all that stuff?

And you working your head off
pounding pegs under shoes

in a dirty, rotten cell.

With bum grub
and god standing over your--

Stop it, stop it will you, Butch?

I knew you wasn't yellow, kid.

Here.

Now don't forget your part.

My Lord, the people
who aren't sent

refuse carrying on
with this peasant girl, Sonja.

Oh, tat-tat, where is Sonja,
My beautiful passion flower?

Ah-ha! Even now she approaches
in yon chariot.

Light lamps..

My-my beloved, I am here.

Your little rose bud,
your little orchid.

Your little dandelion.

A-ah, my beautiful..

My beautiful..

...sunflower.

You are looking betterer
than you have looketh

for months and months
and months and months.

- I bring thee a present.
- Yeah?

- Didst thou loseth it?
- It got stucketh somewhere.

Could I helpeth thee?

- It's here.
- Ah.

- Elixer of love.
- A-ah!

Not bad.

Be gone, rabble.
Be gone.

Oh, my darling,
ah, my Lily of the Valley.

Ah, my rose, oh, I love you.

I shall never leave you

and you shall never leave me,
we will always be sweethearts.

I promise you from
the bottom of my heart

that if you wont leave me, I'll
be true to you. Oh, kiss me.

I've asked you to kiss me.

Will you please come
with me to my throne?

Oh, gracious me,
come my love, over here.

Ouch! Over here, over here.
Ah, in my arms, how I love thee.

I..

Sonja, my darling,
would you do something for me?

- Anything, my love.
- Anything, Sonja, dear?

Anything.

Would you mind giving me
back my whiskers.

That's your cue, now go on
and don't forget your line.

Ah-ha!

Olaf, the terrible.
All is lost.

Sonja, you shall not live
to marry the Duke

and plunge our country
into darkness.

Prepare to die.

Not while I have my trusty blade.

We have been tricked.
All is lost.

Farewell, Sonja.

Prepare to die.

No.

Clip, shoot.

- I can't do it.
- You gotta shoot.

I can't do it. I won't do it.

You got to. You'll spoil
the show, I gotta die.

I can't do it I tell you.

- You gotta shoot.
- Come on, shoot.

- I can't I tell you.
- You gotta shoot.

I can't shoot you.
I won't do it.

He's got a stage fright.
Take the gun.

My love for Sonja,
has changed to hate.

So I will shoot her.
Prepare thee to die.

Stop.

Oh, Sonja, Sonja, Sonja,
I didn't mean to kill you.

Oh, wait, I didn't mean
to kill you, Sonja.

Oh, take care of
our little daughter, Myrtle.

Myrtle? Oh, yeah I remember her.

My lily, my lilac, my lollipop,
I have killed thou.

Oh.

Oh. I left my costume
for the second act

in the kids locker room.

- Oh, you did?
- It's that modern dress.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

And now, the next scene
in our little opera

takes place on a rainy day
in Pittsburgh..

...twenty years later.

And Mr. Harmon, who played Sonja

the beautiful Gypsy girl,
in the first act

has now become a mother.

So, in the second act..

...Mr. Harmon will portray
a very, very difficult role.

He will play his own daughter.

And, at this time, I want to to
thank each and everyone of you

for being so attentive.

And especially,
for not throwing anything.

Hmm.

Life is like that.

Tasty though.

That isn't it.

Well, it'll do.

- Well?
- I couldn't, Butch, I..

- I just couldn't.
- That's alright.

Doing the second act, are you?

- No, but, but listen--
- Now wait a minute.

I got a great tip in doing
the show a swell job, see?

Get your stuff,
meet me in the alley.

I'll be waiting in the car.
Hurry up.

Hey, listen, Butch. I don't
wanna do no more of that stuff.

Please, Butch.

You be there in five minutes
or I'll come and get you.

But, Butch. Please don't..

Never mind, darling.
Don't you care.

You got stage fright.
I know how it is.

No, I didn't, Margie.

I tried to kill him.

I wanted to kill him.

When the time came,
I-I just couldn't.

Well, honey, what do you mean?

There was bullets in that gun.

Real bullets.

Butch said if I didn't kill Harmon

he'd go to the cops and tell 'em
I was the blonde bandit.

You?

You're the blonde bandit?

Why, honey, you're crazy. You
don't know what you're saying.

Oh, I know what I'm saying,
alright.

Oh.

Butch is gonna squeal.
Maybe he's doing it now!

I gotta get outa here.

You can't. You gonna stay
right here with me.

I won't, I tell ya.
Let me go.

Clipper!

What's the matter?

Oh, Harmon, quick.
Something terrible has happened.

Clipper is running away.
Get him, quick.

Come on. Clipper, get in here.

Mr. Clipper, you didn't shoot
Harmon like you said you would.

If I had that Harmon guy
here now, I'd pump him

so full of holes he'd look
like a sieve.

But I'm a good guy.
I'm gonna let you do it.

We're going to Harmon's house
now, and we gonna wait for him.

When he comes in,
you're gonna plug him.

Get me?

Hey no monkey business now,
clipper, or I'll give it to you!

Come in. I wanna talk to you.

Didn't I just put you in Butch's
car in that dames outfit?

No.

Well, I put somebody in there.

Listen, you little rat.

- Who's got that outfit?
- I don't know.

What's the matter?

Butch has gone over to Harmon's
place, he's taken the wrong guy.

We gotta get over to Harmons
quick.

- Come on, let's go.
- Let's get over there.

Listen, Lefty, you've got the
wrong idea about this thing.

Oh, shut up,
you little double cross.

- Spike, come here.
- What do you want?

- Stay and watch him.
- Alright.

Here.

Keep your eyes glued
on that door there.

When Harmon comes in,
aim straight for his heart

and pull that trigger.

Stop, you..

I changed my mind, clipper.

I think I'll shoot Harmon myself.

Oh, no.

I'd be glad to shoot him for ya.

Ah, Come on.

I'll shoot him.

No, I better do it.

I know him better than you do.

Ah, no. I think it's better
if I shoot, come on.

Give me that gat.

Now, Mr. Harmon, I got you
right where I want you.

And you're not even going to get
a chance to say your prayers.

Don't shoot anymore, Mr. Harmon.

I was..
I was only fooling.

Put up your hands.

Don't make a false move.

I was only practicing then.

The next time I'll shoot to kill.

Get back there.

Stay there too.

'cause I'm not fooling.
I'll shoot.

- Get him, you guys. Come on in.
- Yeah.

Hey gang, gang.

Come here.

Something's happened to
Mr. Harmon and he is in trouble.

Oh, we know that you don't like
Mr. Harmon..

Oh, you gotta believe me.

Mr-Mr. Harmon is being
put in the spot.

Butch and his gang
are gonna kill him.

Mr. Harmon's a regular guy.
He built this gym for us.

So we wouldn't grow up to be
like Butch and Lefty.

And now they're putting
a finger on him.

We-we've gotta save him!

Let' s get him!

Come on guys, let's go!

Come on!

- It's a signal.
- Let's go. Come on!

Gang whistle. Let's go!

All together, go!

'Go get him, guys, go get him.'

Close that door.

Turn on that light.

'Come on,
look behind here, quick.'

'Turn on that light.
Didn't I say that once before?'

'Come on.'

- 'Look here.'
- 'Come on, you guys.'

Hey, there he is!

Gather around him you guys.
Don't let him get away.

Come on now, I got you.
Where you'll get..

Hey, wait a minute.

Holy Mackerel, what's that?

Ouch. Ah!

Get ready, you guys.
Here comes another guy.

We gotta get him.

'There goes Butch!'

Oh! Oh-h, Margie!

O-oh, Harmon.