All language subtitles for Moontide (1942) 94 min.DVDRip Ida Lupino_Jonzee

##[ Jazz ]

##[ Continues ]

##[ Continues ]

One manhattan, one alexander
and one champagne cocktail.

- What did you say?
- One manhattan, one alexander...

and one champagne cocktail.

- How long have you been working here?
- Today's my first day.

And who asked for
those high-class drinks?

Them high-class jerks.

One manhattan, one alexander
and one champagne cocktail.

##[ Continues ]

Hey, you.
Did you see a guy named Bobo?

One manhattan, one alexander...

and here we have
one champagne cocktail.

This place is run with class.

And anybody wants to make anything
out of it, spit right in his eye.

- [ Man ] Draw four!
- Listen.

- I'm looking for somebody. I'm in a hurry.
- Oh, in a hurry. In a hurry.

- Well, what can I do for you, young fella?
- A guy named Bobo-- a dockworker.

- Did you see him in here tonight?
- This is Saturday.

I don't know every dockworker
comes in here Saturday.

Look. He's a French guy.
He was in here last night too.

So I didn't know him last night either.
Does that satisfy you?

I don't think it will.
This young man is going to be hard to satisfy.

Who asked you to butt in?

- Wise guy, eh?
- Well, I may be wrong...

- but it seems to me that
you're the one who butted in.
- Ah, ya--

[ Dog Barks ]

[ Barking ]

##[ Continues ]

[ Barks ]

Look at ya.
You're tight now.

- [ Barking ]
- Hey!

- Where you been?
- Eh?

- Bobo. Where you been?
- [ Barks ]

- Ah!
- If you must know, drinking with friends.

- Friends?
- Yeah.

- Hey. What friends?
- I'm sorry, but I saw no reason
for asking their names.

- Oh, now look. Bobo--
- Hey.

- What do you do for a living?
- Who, me?

- Yeah.
- I'm a bartender.

Then earn your living.
Give me whiskey. But hey.

Not the little glass.
This one.

- Big one.
- What? All whiskey?

Sure. All whiskey.

Here. Bobo.

- Ain't ya had enough?
- [ Groaning ]

Look. You asked me
to meet you at half past 8:00.

Well, it's half past 10:00 now.
Quarter of 11:00.

- Yeah.
- Hey, well, that job.

The guy wants to meet us at 12:00.
He's pulling out for San Diego.

Yeah, but it's a good job, Bobo.
A good job.

- You understand?
- Mm-hmm.

That's a good dock, San Diego.
Good dough.

##[ Jazz Ballad ]

[ Sighs ]

Hey, Bobo.

Take it easy.

No. Not me.
Now, will you let up like I tell ya?

##[ Continues ]

No.

This is Tiny.

Tiny's trouble is he hurries.

He wants to go away.
So do I.

But I'm never in such a hurry as Tiny.
That's all.

What's the use?
I line him up for a good job, and look.

##[ Continues ]

- Hey.
- Beat it.

Beat it?
You got a lot of nerve.

Beat it.

- You like me?
- Sure.

That's fine. First we have to have drinks.
That's right, isn't it?

- All right. I'll take a beer.
- Sure. Waiter.

She wants two beers,
and I want two whiskeys.

Two beers and two whiskeys.

I like you.
And...

I like your dress too.

You with anybody?

Well, I'm with you, ain't I?

Now, yeah, but I mean later.

Oh, I got somebody to take me home,
if that's what you mean.

- That's what I mean.
- Yeah, I got somebody. Mac always takes me.

Well, maybe we can, you know--
we can make a plan to get rid of this Mr. Mac.

- Oh, I couldn't do that.
- Why?

No, I couldn't. You don't know Mac.
He's my steady. He gets awful mad.

And I don't blame him, darling.
I'd get mad too.

Ah. I have it.
This is very clever.

Go and say...

"Some fella named Bobo
wants to take me home...

and I'm going to
let him take me home."

- That's what.
- Who's gonna take who home?

Oh, no, Mac.
Everything's all right.

Oh, this is Mr. Mac. We were just talking
about you. Sit down. Have a drink with us.

That's my dame you're trying to chisel,
and I don't like it. Get up.

"Chisel"?
What's that, "chisel"?

Oh, now, don't hit him, Mac.
It's Saturday night.

- I said get up!
- [ Dog Barking ]

[ Screams ]

Why, you big lug!

Gee, Mac, did he hurt you, honey?

- [ Dog Barking ]
- Are you all right?

- Hey, what's the matter with ya?
Come on. Let's get out of here.
- Oh.

Still in a hurry, but I can't leave now.
I can't leave with Mr. Mac on the floor.

Fix a drink.
Fix a drink.

- Come on. Come on.
- Leave him alone, you!

- You caused enough damage.
- But I just want to help him.

Mr. Mac, you're a good fellow. You like a girl,
you fight for her, and that's fine.

And I apologize.
But I'm sorry I couldn't steal her.

- Let's have a drink.
- I don't want a drink.

- And I'm through with you too!
- With me?

Gee, Mac, the guy don't mean nothing to me.
You gotta believe me.

Oh, Mac, don't be sore at me.
You're the only guy in the world to me.

- [ Continues, Indistinct ]
- That's the way it goes.

- ##[ Continues ]
- [ Chuckles ] Well...

I have to drink alone...

but I feel good.

- Isn't that right, pal?
- What do I care how you feel?

What kind of whiskey you sell here?

Everybody wants to fight.

Oh, that's just Pop's way. He's never
very friendly early in the evening...

but after midnight,
Pop's okay.

- Eh, Pop?
- Well--

- Hey, fella. Fella.
- Hmm?

You think you ought to drink that?

Oh, the night is still early, my friend.

This is just the start.

I still have many places to go
and many things to do, you know.

To you, my friend.
To you, my friend.

And to Pop.

But after midnight.

##[ Continues ]

[ Laughing ]

... drink that? Think you ought to drink that?
Think you ought to drink that?

Think you ought to drink that? Think you ought
to drink that? Think you ought to drink that?

I told the guy yes.
I told the guy no.

I told the guy yes.
I told the guy no. I told the guy--

Drink. Drink. Drink. Drink.

Drink. Drink.
Drink. Drink.

[ Barking ]

[ People Shouting ]

[ Seagulls Squawking ]

[ Ship Horn Blows ]

[ Ship Horn Blows ]

[ Boat Engine Chugging ]

[ Horn Blows ]

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Good morning.
- Hello.

- How you feel? Bad?
- I wouldn't say I was feeling good.

- You big drinker, yes?
- Huh? Oh.

Uh, is this your barge?

- My barge. Yes. You like?
- Like?

- Why should I? It stinks.
- Soon you'll get used to that.

Two or three day here
just like a breath of fresh air.

But who'd stay here two or three days
to find out? Not me.

So long, pal.
If I was feeling better...

I might like to know how I got here,
but I'm not feeling better.

Thank you very much,
and good-bye.

- No like job? So sorry.
- Job? What job?

No remember last night?
My name Henry.

We meet in chop suey house,
drink whole bottle of sake.

You say you work for me,
I bring you here.

You very drunk.
No remember?

Hey, any news?

- Not yet.
- Man hunters.

George good cop.
He catch him maybe.

- Catch who?
- You know Pop Kelly?

Somebody kill him last night,
early this morning.

- Murder. Yes?
- I never heard of him.

Don't go. I give you dollar a day
and a bottle of sake.

- Good day, gentlemen.
- Whoever done it, Henry, he didn't do much.

Pop was an awful pest,
especially when he was drunk.

But to choke an old guy like that--
Gee whiz.

- Choke?
- Yep.

That's the way he done it--
choked him to death.

Just got him by the throat
and hung on until it was all over.

And then he took all his dough.
Oh, about 20 bucks.

I give you $1.50 a day
and a bottle of sake.

- But they don't know who did it?
- You heard what he said.

Choke.

That's a funny way to kill a man.

Yeah. Funny to some people,
but not to Pop.

Come on.
We got three more boats to check.

Wait a minute.
You said you brought me here?

- Yes. Yes.
- You were with me all the time?

When you get here, you go to sleep.
No talk, just sleep.

So I go, leave you here.
There, in doorway.

You take job, I give you two dollar a day
and a bottle of sake every day.

Could you let me have
a couple of bucks in advance?

Okay, okay. Sure.
You good man. Nice job, see?

Just sell bait.

- So much, one dollar. Two, two dollar.
- Yeah, I got it.

When you sell all bait,
we get some more.

We go out in boat
and get bait every night.

- I got it. I got it.
- He's got it. Come on. Let's go.

- Good business. Nice job. Everything okay.
- Sure. Sure.

Well, thanks, Mr. Henry...

but we can't stay here
to sell your bait.

We have something
very important to find out.

And right away, pal.
Let's go. Come on.

##[ Piano: Parlor ]

- Is Tiny here?
- Are you goin' or comin'?

You still owe something
if you're going.

- I'll pay you. Is Tiny here?
- That's two days you owe...

and two days you gotta pay.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

- Drop it.
- ##[ Continues ]

Now answer the question.

He's inside, in the shower room.

He's inside, in the shower room.

That's better.
Keep an eye on that.

I'll pay you later.

Hey.

[ Laughing ]

- What's the idea?
- Oh, he has to have his exercise.

Sure, I'm taking my exercise!

Cut it out, I tell ya.

##[ Continues ]

Oh, thanks for bringing my bag.

By the way, did you--

- did you leave me?
- Leave ya?

- Yeah.
- What do you mean?

I mean last night.
I had a good time, hmm?

You did.

Then you and that bait barge guy.

And I liked everybody?
Old friends, good time?

Sure. Hey, listen.

Let's blow out of this jerk town.

I know a fella. We can get a ride north,
Frisco. Tonight. A truck.

All the time from
the Red Dot to the...

chop suey joint we--
we had a good time together?

Sure.
Don't you remember anything?

Sure. Sure, I remember.
It was a swell party.

When we do it, we do it right.

Listen, ya big slob.
We gonna grab that truck or not?

- Sure. Why not?
- But I mean it.

Okay. Okay.

- ##[ Continues ]
- Up north--

San Francisco or Portland--
you get a good dock job.

It's always good for him
when I get a good job. Eh, Tiny?

What do you mean?
Don't I work?

Oh, you work hard.
Tiny stands in line hours.

Hard work. But the job
is always for me, not for him.

- What are you doing? Kidding me?
- Kidding? Why?

Listen.
That truck leaves tonight at 10:00.

- Okay. I'll be there. Where?
- Outside here.

- I'll be here.
- All right.

I don't know whether you're kidding or not,
but don't forget this.

It's always me that gets you out of trouble.
Every time.

That's right.
I couldn't make a move without my Tiny.

Well, thanks for the good deed.
That towel hurt.

- Oh, it's nothing. Nothing at all.
- Oh.

Don't take the good part
away by saying that.

You don't have to be ashamed.

What do you want me to do?
Take a bow?

This world.
[ Chuckles ]

You know, the people in this world,
when they do a good thing...

maybe it would be better if they...

took a bow every time.

##[ Continues ]

Hey.

This fellow outside is charging me
for two nights when I only stayed one.

So I guess this is worth about, uh...

15 cents, huh?

Looks like a couple of dollars to me.

Two dollars? [ Whistles ]
That's better.

You see, when I do a good thing,
it's pretty good...

and when I do a bad thing,
it's pretty darn bad.

Huh? Come on.

Well, that's what makes horse racing.

I like to hear you talk, Nutsy.
You have ideas.

What's that girl doing?

- What girl?
- Over there.

She's going in the water dressed!

Come back here!
Come back!

- Help! Help!
- It's over there.

Help! Help! Help!

- Help!
- Somebody help!

- Help!
- Hey!

Help!

- Oh, I think she's coming to.
- Try again.

- How is she?
- She's okay, or will be...

if we can get her to hold on
to a little of this brandy.

Give me.

Go on, baby.
Go on. Take it.

- Go on.
- Who says so?

Listen, you. You've caused enough trouble
for one night. Take it!

Go on. Take it.

Oh, leave me alone, will ya?

[ Gasps ]

Take it, I said.

Go on.

[ Whimpers ]

[ Man ]
What's your name?

- Anna.
- Anna what? What's your last name?

[ Whimpers ]

Okay. If I don't get it now,
I'll get it at the station house.

- One or the other.
- Station house?

You arrest her?
What did she do?

Attempted suicide.
In California that's against the law.

- That's a funny law.
- All right. It's a funny law, but it's still a law.

How about it, lady?
Can you make it?

- And suppose I tell you
she don't have to make it?
- No? What'll you bet?

Because she wasn't
trying to commit suicide.

How do you know so much about it?

For one thing, I was out there
in the water. Where were you?

You're not asking the questions.
I'm doing that.

And so what were you doing
out there in the water? Wading?

She was.
Me and Nutsy were having a drink.

She was wading,
and she just waded out too far.

- That's all.
- That's right.

I was with him all the time.

You'd swear to that?

I certainly wouldn't swear
to anything else.

Who are you?
What do you do?

- Who, me?
- Yeah, you.

I got that bait barge out there
for Henry the Chinaman.

- I run it.
- What makes you think
you know so much about her...

what she had in mind?

Why shouldn't I?
She's my girl.

Now listen, you. I have a good mind
to pop you right in the nose.

Wading out there like a kid
and getting mixed up with the police.

Wait till I get you home,
and I'll show you, tootsie.

Hmm?

All right now.
Come on.

Where are you taking me?

You're okay. You're okay.
Take it easy.

- Tie the skiff, Nutsy, will you?
- I'll take care of it.

What's this?

Sake.

Where am I?

What'd you have to
bring me here for?

Take this.

- Oh, leave me alone, will ya?
- It's good for you.

Oh, leave me alone.

[ Groans ]

[ Sighs ]

- How's the patient?
- Oh, she'll be all right, I guess.

But she doesn't seem
to be very grateful.

You'd be surprised, Bobo, how very often
most men say that about most women.

Almost as often, in fact,
as most women say it about most men.

It's 10:00. Haven't you got
a date with that fella Tiny?

Oh, who cares?
That'll bother him more than it does me.

I'll drop by in the morning.
I've gotta go. I've got some doors to try.

Doors?
What do you mean?

I'm a night watchman.
I go around and see if doors are locked.

- Go around all night long.
- But you're up in the daytime.

- When do you sleep?
- I don't.

I haven't slept since, uh--

I haven't slept since about 1936.

Or was it '37?
Good night, Bobo.

Good night.

Hey. I still say drink of sake would be
good for you. You need strength.

Why couldn't you mind
your own business?

Hey, hey, hey. Don't get sore at me.
I'm only trying to help, after all.

Leave me alone, will ya?

Ah, listen. I have known
all kinds of women all over the world...

but you're the worst, believe me.

I didn't expect you to say thank you...

but a man can expect
a woman to feel thank you.

[ Grunts ]

I don't owe you anything, see?

And what's more,
I don't want anything.

Not from you,
nor anyone else in this world.

Ah, that's okay with me.
Next time you can swim to China...

for all I care.

[ Sighs ]

[ Seagulls Squawking ]

Wake him up, won't you?
I'll pay him all right.

Look, mister. I don't even know
if he knows anything about engines.

I can't seem to figure out what's the matter.
It runs a few minutes and then conks.

Oh, good morning.

- His engine stalled.
- Do you know anything about marine motors?

- I'm sorry.
- It, uh, seems to start all right...

but the minute I try to get over
four or five knots, blooey, it stalls.

[ Whistles ]
This is a good engine. A honey.

- It was until this morning.
- An engine like this I'd be glad to marry.

Speed her up, please.

[ Engine Sputters ]

Your fuel line is blocked.

- Can you fix it?
- For a little while, yeah. Shut it off.

- I'll do the best I can. Where's your tools?
- Oh, they're right there.

[ Grunts ]
Try it now.

- [ Engine Starts ]
- Ah, that sounds swell.

Oh, don't let it fool you.
You must get a new line.

You shouldn't go out of
the harbor with this one.

There goes our fishing for today.

This will hold you till you get in, but...

- you must get a new one right away.
- I will.

- How much is that?
- Oh, I don't know.

- A dollar.
- A dollar? Here's five.

[ Chuckles ]
If you want to give that much, thanks.

- It was worth it to me. I was stuck.
Thanks, and so long.
- So long.

A fine start.

I'm sorry.

[ Engine Starts ]

- What happened?
- Hmm?

- It's all cleaned up.
- Oh, yeah.

Oh, tell me,
how did this get here?

I left it at the hotel--
and the dog too.

Nutsy brought them.

Dug up these shoes for me too.

[ Sighs ]

- You want some breakfast?
- Sure. Why not?

- Where did you get the eggs?
- Oh, I got them from one of the boats.

I swapped bait for them.

- I hope it was all right.
- All right? It's perfect.

[ Sizzling ]

Also, I, uh--
I sold six dollars' worth of bait.

[ Whistles ]
Six dollars?

Maybe that guy will take the job away
from me and give it to you, hmm?

- Sunny-side up?
- Sure. Sunny-side up.

How else?

[ Sizzling ]

Well, you didn't expect me
to sell bait in that, did you?

- No, but you look funny.
- Yeah? You'd look funny in that dress too.

[ Grunts ]

[ Sighs ]

Good. First-rate.

Well, I fried enough of 'em.

- You didn't have to do all this, you know.
- Oh.

I couldn't help myself.

Yeah, I never saw a place
look more like a dump than this one.

[ Chuckles ]
As long as you live here, it--

Well, it looks like you'd fix it up
or clean it so it'd look decent.

##[ Instrumental Ballad ]

Look at that one.

Curtains. Fresh paint.

- Gee, it looks good.
- ##[ Continues ]

Like a home.

There's a woman on that one.

An old guy and his wife.

Ooh, you can fix this one up easy.

Hey.

- Feel better today, huh?
- Do I?

Sure you do.

Sun shining, good sleep,
full of food.

Everything looks different.
That's the way it happens.

Well, you know all about it,
I guess.

Mmm.
Bad breaks come to everybody.

Sometimes they pile up.
Looks pretty bad.

And then all of a sudden
you get full of ham and eggs...

sunny-side up,
and it's all different.

[ Chuckles ]
That's enough for you. Ham and eggs, huh?

Sometimes I have to have
some potatoes with them.

Very funny.

Ah, you take it too hard.
Believe me.

- Yeah?
- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, well,
I'm gonna tell you a few things.

Maybe when I get through, you'll--you'll
understand why I decided to do it last night--

- why I feel the way I do.
- I don't care.

I don't want to know anything about you.
We met...

I brought you here,
you cooked the eggs...

and if you smile a little more...

I think you'd be a pretty girl.

- That's all.
- That's not all.

- There's a lot more. I--
- I don't want to hear it.

- Now I'm on your side.
- What do you mean?

Next time I won't try to stop you.

[ Chuckles ]
Is that a promise?

Next time, if I see you
trying to drown yourself...

all I'll do is pour another
bucket of water on you.

Is that what you want?

##[ Continues ]

Aha.

[ Growling ]

[ Growling Continues ]

Huh. The big hero, huh?

Oh. News travel fast around here.

- You and your swimming.
- [ Barks ]

Here!

Well...

I guess you'll never leave
this town now.

[ Chuckles ] Were you afraid
your old friend would be drowned?

One night you get so plastered
you can't leave the jerk town.

The next night,
you're showing off for a lot of kids...

pulling a no-good dame
out of the water.

Well, it's a funny thing, Tiny.
Any dame I see, she's no good to you.

Why is that?

- What?
- Tell me why is that?

Listen.
Are we leaving this town or not?

About you, I don't know.
About me, I haven't made up my mind.

Hey.

[ Tiny ]
I'm telling you, this dame is nothing.

I found out about her.
She used to work in a hash house.

- She has nothing to do with it.
- Are you kiddin'?

[ Bobo ]
Why should I kid?

Two dollars a day and a bottle of sake.
And the work isn't hard.

In a dump like this?

Well, look.

- ##[ Instrumental Ballad ]
- [ Tiny ] What about it?

[ Bobo ]
Don't it look, uh, nice?

- Just another bait barge, isn't it?
- You don't see any difference?

Yeah.

- I see a clothesline hanging out.
- Oh, that's right. I hadn't noticed that.

Clothesline with a lot of junk on it.
Is that it?

[ Chuckles ]
Maybe. But that's a part of it anyway.

[ Tiny ]
I don't get it.

A dump like this, and we could be up
in Portland, San Francisco. Good dough.

- [ Clatters ]
- ##[ Continues ]

I'm blowing now.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

- Well, I'm much obliged for everything.
- Oh, it's nothing.

- What are you going to do now?
- Pick up where I left off.

- Find something to do.
- Well...

- but, uh--
- Oh, no. I'm okay now.

Well, so long.

And thanks again.

[ Waves Crashing ]

Good luck, Sunny-side.

Thanks.

Hey.

- Did you wash the dishes?
- Yeah.

Everything's fixed up.

Okay.

[ Waves Crashing ]

She got nothing to do with it, huh?
[ Chuckles ]

Good-bye, Tiny.

Hey.

Don't tell me you're gonna stick around here
hooked by that hash wrestler.

- Did you hear what I said?
- Sure, but--

And I'm getting sick of this. I said
she had nothing to do with it, and that's all.

- You get it?
- Sure, I get it.

Then drop it.

You know, Bobo...

you let your mind
get back to certain things--

you know what I mean--

then you wouldn't be
so rough with me.

Oh. Say that again.

And make it a little plainer
so I'll understand you.

I will say this much.

I'm gettin' tired of being
the one to take the orders.

- I ought to be the one to give the orders.
- [ Whistles ] And why?

Because one word from me and--

- Yeah, but you'll never speak that word.
- Bobo!

- You'll never speak that word.
- [ Groaning ]

- Bobo!
- Nobody tells me what to do, you scum.

- Bobo!
- You tell me where to go?

- You--You speak that word, huh?
- Bobo!

Bobo, not me!
Not me!

Get out.

And stay out.

- Bobo.
- [ Dog Barking ]

You home, Bobo?

- Are you home, Bobo?
- Hello, Nutsy. How are you tonight?

Fine. I left my hat here this afternoon.
It's in the cabin.

[ Bobo ] I'll get it for you,
and we can go together.

- I was just packing.
- Oh. Leaving, huh?

Oh, I might as well.

Two dollars a day
and a bottle of sake.

- That's nothing for me.
- I see.

But, you know, it's funny.

I'm almost sorry to go.

A dirty barge like that,
and yet... I don't like to leave.

- Isn't that silly?
- Not particularly.

The answer may be that
you've finally found a home.

- A home? Me?
- Mm-hmm.

- [ Chuckles ]
- Why not?

Nutsy, my friend,
you're a smart man.

Maybe you--
you even went to college.

- Maybe.
- You know a lot of things...

but when you speak about home,
you don't know me, believe me.

I'll tell you.
All my life...

others have attached themselves to me,
like, uh--

like Tiny and the dog here.

But I've attached myself to nobody.

No place. I'm free.

I'll never be tied down.
Never.

Perhaps. I'm only pointing out
why I think you hate to leave here.

A gypsy is dying
and a peasant is being born.

[ Laughs ]
So I'm turning into a peasant.

- Mm-hmm.
- Oh, you're wrong.

But tell me.

Why is this gypsy dying so quickly?

Who knows?
Anything might have done it.

A word remembered from a dream.

- ##[ Instrumental Ballad ]
- Or the sight of some washing on a line.

Or most likely,
something you saw in this pathetic child.

[ Chuckles ]

##[ Continues ]

- Hello.
- Hello, Sunny-side.

- Is it all right?
- Sure it's all right.

It's nice to see you again.

We didn't mention your name,
but Nutsy and l--we were thinking about you.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Go on.

- Chair for the lady.
- Ah.

You change the whole
atmosphere of the place.

You cheer it up, brighten it.

Oh, yeah, I'll bet, in this outfit.

Is this all right?

Gee. Service, huh?

I want you to be very comfortable.
Always.

[ Chuckles ]
I got some doors to try.

- Good night, you two.
- Good night.

Good night, Nutsy.

##[ Continues ]

[ Sighs ]

Hello, Bobo.

Hello, Anna.

It's a fine night, isn't it?

Yeah, it's swell.

Swell.

##[ Continues ]

Where's the music coming from?

Oh, that's the phonograph
on the other barge.

Sounds nice, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Yeah, it sure does.

Why did you come back?

Well...

why did you look at me
the way you did when I left?

##[ Continues ]

Yeah.

Right.

- Bobo.
- Mm-hmm?

You want me to go?

No.

I'm the one who's going.

##[ Continues ]

Bobo.

What is it, Bobo?
What did I do wrong?

You didn't do anything.

You're a swell girl,
and I like you very much.

No, but it's time for me to go.
That's all.

But why, Bobo?

Well, because I'm not a man
who can stay long in one place.

I'm not a...

peasant.

I'm a gypsy.
And I have no intention of dying just yet.

Wait a minute, Bobo.
You aren't making any sense.

Ask Nutsy when you see him.
He'll tell you all about it. Bye, Anna.

And good luck.

Oh, Bobo.

##[ Continues ]

##[ Ends ]

##[ Jazz ]

- Having a good time, ain't ya?
- Yeah.

- ##[ Ends ]
- Come on. Let's have a drink, baby.

Ah.

- [ Sighs ]
- I'm awful glad you came back.

- Oh, yeah?
- I thought about you a lot.

Every time I put on this dress,
I thought about you.

I like it.
Oh, waiter.

Some more music,
and press all the buttons.

I never see that Mac no more,
you know.

- That's good.
- We broke up ever since that night.

He's a dopey kind of guy.

I should have given him
the air long ago.

##[ Instrumental Ballad ]

With a fella like you it's different.

A girl wouldn't have any trouble
falling for a fella like you.

##[ Continues ]

What's the matter, Bobo?

What is it?

What's the matter, Bobo?
What's happened?

##[ Phonograph: Instrumental Ballad ]

##[ Ends ]

- I like this one.
- You like it?

- Yeah.
- I like it too. How much is it?

- Ten cents a yard.
- Well, how much do we want?
About, uh, 50 yards?

Oh, no. We could wrap
the whole barge up in 50 yards.

Let's see.
About 10.

No, no. It's not enough.
How much you got there?

Twenty-six yards.

Well, we'll take it all.
I like a lot of it.

- Okay. What's left over I'll make pillow covers.
- Anything else?

- Oh, well, uh, paint. You got paint?
- What color?

- Blue and white?
- Yeah.

- Blue and white.
- Blue paint and white paint?

No, one paint. Blue and white.
One paint, one color.

I don't understand.

A joke, see?
But it's over his head.

- Yeah. His, and mine too.
- Oh, yeah?

[ Hammering ]

I'm sure they haven't
any better curtains in the White House.

You know, I think they could stand
some kind of a trim.

Has the United got any trim?

- Yeah, a little blue border.
- Okay. Tomorrow we get blue border.

Ah, you know, it's not bad at that.

Oh, uh...

you--you want blue border here too?

Oh, sure. All over.

Well--

It gives me a feeling
I never had before in my life.

Home?

Is that it?

Uh, I guess you know, hmm?

Know what?

We'll get married.

Do you want to?
I mean, honest?

Don't you?

Oh, look, Bobo.
You don't have to, you know.

I wouldn't hold you up
or anything like that.

Don't say that, Anna. Ever.

Aw, gee, don't get sore.
I didn't mean anything.

Listen. When I'm going to be married,
with my wife it must be different.

- You understand?
- Yeah.

Other girls, well, who cares?

But with my wife, the license,
the priest and the honeymoon.

- Yes, Bobo.
- Then the wife is different.

That makes her the wife.

The wife is the one you go on
the honeymoon with after the marriage.

Oh, gee.

I-I don't know whether to laugh or to cry.

Cry, cry? For what?
Because I want everything right?

Oh.

You crazy nut.
Come here.

Can I kiss ya?
Is that against the rules?

Kissing is okay.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Some kissing, but not all.

Oh, Bobo.

[ Speaks French ]

What?

Finish?

Yeah. Thank you.

Should knock, yes?
So sorry.

Today, two bottle sake.
All right?

Yeah.
Yeah, but I got a partner now.

Oh. Partner.

Good to have partner.

Very good.
Good for you, good for me.

- Here.
- She doesn't drink.

Oh, too bad.
Maybe you teach.

Oh, no. Never mind.
Somebody's gotta be able to count these fish.

Listen. From now on,
instead of a bottle of sake every day...

how'd you like to
pay me another dollar?

- No sake?
- No.

- Three dollar a day.
- Yeah.

- Okay.
- That's it.

We're in the dough already, huh?

Oh.

Very good.
You need some more bait?

Hey. We'd better hustle.

This guy ain't got a sardine left.

Good business. Yes?
Good-bye.

Blue borders.

Hey.

- You need some help?
- Sure. We can always use help.

- Well, I'll go with you.
- You sure you wanna?

- I'm sure I don't want to, but I'm going.
- [ Chuckles ]

I'm going out after bait.

- If that's what you want.
- Oh. Tsk, tsk.

I already answered that one.

We do it right, hmm?

- Sure.
- Bride and groom.

Bride and groom.

[ Man ]
Well?

Oh, I love you, Bobo.

I love you.

I really love you.

- Hey. Make up your mind, will ya?
- Okay.

Okay.

Okay. Okay. Okay.

[ Chuckles ]
You're a funny guy.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

[ Clatters ]

- That's Bobo, huh?
- Yeah.

- And he won't be back.
- Oh.

He won't be back tonight, huh?

That's right.
And I'm not at home either.

Here, wait a minute!
Wait a minute!

- [ Growling ]
- What's the rush?

Now listen.

Where's that sake
he's been talking about?

- Oh.
- Go on, and take it with you.

[ Growling ]

How about running
that dog out of here?

You run him.
You know him better than I do.

- [ Growling ]
- And evidently he knows you too.

[ Barking ]

- [ Growling ]
- Listen.

What about you leaving
for somewheres? Huh?

- Why don't you blow?
- Sure.

- You'll beat it?
- Sure. Anything you say.

Any time a guy comes along, I don't know him
from Adam, but anything he says do...

- I do it, of course.
- Huh.

One of them smart dames.

- Not dumb.
- Tough, huh?

- Why don't you come around
when Bobo's here and ask him?
- I don't have to.

Look. Am I in your way?
Is that it?

Yeah. Yeah.

You're in my way,
and you're in Bobo's way.

- Oh.
- "Oh."

A big "oh."
A capital "O."

Like a rope around Bobo's neck.

Look. I'm tired.
I don't know what you're talking about.

And what's more,
I'm not interested in finding out.

Now how about taking
that bottle and beating it?

- I'll make you a present of it.
- You got it wrong.

You're the one to beat it, not me.

Okay, okay. I'm the one to beat it.
Now does that satisfy you?

Did you ever hear of a guy
named Pop Kelly?

- Pop Kelly?
- Yeah.

He was choked to death
the other night.

Yeah, I remember. So what are you gonna
tell me now? Bobo did it?

- I didn't say that.
- What are you getting at?

They don't know who done it.
But I know a guy that could've.

You do?

For a long time, this guy and me was buddies.
A long time together.

And he's a very expert
dock workman...

and up north in Portland or San Francisco
could make a lot of dough.

- You listening?
- Sure.

Well, he don't make
much dough down here.

And he ain't much
of a buddy anymore.

Besides, it wouldn't be so good
if someone picked him up for murder.

Would it?

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

Maybe he did it, and maybe he didn't.
Who knows? Outside of me.

- And him.
- No.

Just me.
That's the way he drinks.

And that's why I say
you're the one to beat it...

and let my buddy and me
pull out together and go up north.

See?

- Yeah. I'll tell him.
- Yeah.

Maybe you'll have to, because maybe
he don't know about it yet hisself.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Foghorn Blowing ]

Much obliged.
Thank you, Bobo.

Shh! It's a pleasure.
Any old time.

[ Boat Engine Starting ]

What's the matter?

Oh, I just wasn't sleepy.

- You all right?
- Sure.

I'm all right.
Just wasn't sleepy, that's all.

Thinking about our wedding?
Is that it?

Yeah.
Yeah, that's it.

Well, the groom--

the groom is, uh, sleepy.

The bride,
she can sit up and think...

but... the groom is sleepy.

He needs some rest.
[ Sighs ]

Bobo?

- Yeah?
- Who is Tiny?

Tiny?

Yeah.
What's he to you?

What do you hang around
with him for?

Why do you ask?
Has he been here?

No.

No, I'd only met him
that once the other day.

I was just curious, that's all.

Oh, yeah?

Did I ask something I oughtn't to, Bobo?

No.

No, I said I wanted
everything right, so...

I must tell you everything
about, uh, Tiny and me.

Listen, Anna.

When I was young, uh...

a kid, I was very strong.

And near where I lived,
there was another kid.

It was my cousin.

And one day the police came
and arrested my father.

He was a thief, my father,
but he was my father.

And when my cousin laughed
and said things about him...

I jumped on my cousin and I grabbed him
by the throat and... choked him...

choked him till
his face changed color.

And if some other kids
hadn't pulled me away...

I'm sure I'd
choked him to death.

I can't forget it.

Bobo, that's not so much.

You just lost your temper
when you were a kid, that's all.

We all do that.

Yeah, yeah, perhaps,
but it's only the beginning.

I told you I had strong hands.

Very often,
they brought me jobs and money...

but they also brought me trouble--
bad trouble.

Because when I get drunk,
I can't remember what I do.

- It's just your temper, Bobo.
- Wait, wait, wait.

Two years ago, Tiny and l--

- Tiny?
- Yeah.

We were working on a boat.
We went ashore.

I got drunk, and I got into a fight.

There was another man, and--

Oh.

Yeah.
But he came at me with a knife.

I got my hands--
It's all mixed up in my mind.

So Tiny got me away.
He was sober.

So now, you see, I have to know
where Tiny is all the time.

You think I help him because I am grateful,
but it isn't that.

It's-- It's because he's weak.

I can't trust him.

And that's all?

And now, he wants me to go away
up north to get a job.

That's the way it is always-- get a job and
give him a little money to keep his mouth shut.

He isn't greedy.
Just enough so he won't have to work.

And that's all, Bobo, huh?

Yeah, that's all.

Except that now,
I don't want to go away.

I want to be with you.

But I'll talk to him,
make him understand...

explain what all this means to me.

Yeah. Yeah, we can both
give him money if we have to.

[ Chuckles ]
We're partners, you know.

You don't have to worry.
I'll fix it. Tiny'll understand.

He-- He isn't bad,
just--just weak.

Sure.

We'll fix it.

Old bride and groom.

They'll fix it.

Mmm.
Just watch us.

## [ Jazz On Radio ]

- [ Switching Stations ]
- [ Man On Radio ] And so we have time...

for a few items of local interest.

Down San Pablo way, the Pop Kelly murder
is still the big topic of discussion.

And while the police say
they have a number of clues...

the strangler is still at large.

- As if we didn't know.
- [ Switching Stations ]

- Oh, please, Charlie.
- What?

Select something.
Make a selection and stick to it.

I don't care if it's bad,
but just stick to it.

- That's all we want, isn't it, Henry?
- Oh, yes.

Ah, there's nothin'
good on now anyhow.

I think the house'll
buy you a drink.

A night like this.
This is the kind of a night...

the bartender drinks up
all the profits.

- Toast?
- A toast, he says. What about that?

A toast by all means, and by all means,
a toast to the bride and groom.

Bobo! That's right.

They're gonna be hitched tomorrow.
I forgot all about that.

Bobo is a very happy man.

- I'm goin' to the wedding, yes.
- He asked me too.

Myself, I am to be the best man.

Well, how do you like that?
Best man and everything.

- [ Chuckles ] High society, huh?
- Their health, gentlemen.

Their health and their happiness.

I hope it clears up.

This time of the year,
if it isn't fog, it's rain.

And if it isn't rain, it's fog.
Sunny California.

[ Scoffs ]
That's a laugh.

- What's yours?
- I don't know. I want to think it over.

But he's a good guy, that Bobo.

And whether he is or not, I like him,
and that's good enough for me.

Hey, that's right.
He's a buddy of yours.

- Have a drink.
- I told you, I want to think it over.

That's all right. This is on the house.
We're drinking to your pal Bobo.

- Why?
- Um--

- Why?
- Charlie, where are those pretzels?

He don't know why.
Didn't he tell ya?

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

Perhaps you'd better
leave it to Bobo to explain.

Under the circumstances,
Bobo might want to tell Tiny himself.

Listen, funny-lookin', what,
are you tryin' to change the subject?

- Me?
- Yeah, you.

What's this about Bobo?
What's he fixin' to do?

- Why--
- Uh, did you ever hear of a pilot fish?

Yeah, I heard of a pilot fish.
Why?

You know, a pilot fish is a little fish
that attaches itself to a shark.

The shark does the work.
The pilot fish just hangs on...

and enjoys a nice living hanging on.

See what I mean?

What is it?
A guy's gonna get married.

He tells everyone he meets.

What's so secret about it?
What's it got to do with pilot fish?

Oh. Married?
Him and that hash hustler?

Yes.
And the best of luck to both of'em.

- Oh. Sure. Sure.
- And if I might make a suggestion...

why don't you start looking around
for another shark?

Maybe I won't have to.

He ain't married yet...

and he's a mighty changeable guy,
this Bobo.

I'll have that drink now.

Especially if a friend whispers
a word or two in his ear.

For his own good, I mean.

Uh-uh.

- You stay up there.
- Oh!

[ Grunts ]

Now, there's no need to be so nervous, Bobo.
You know...

men have been going through the wedding
ceremony for a long, long time.

But I have a present for her
in the cabin-- a wedding present.

I had it all fixed up.
Why can't I go and give it to her?

I told you before, Bobo, you're not supposed
to see the bride before the wedding.

- It's an old custom.
- I never heard of it-- never.

Well, there are a lot of things
you've never heard of, Bobo.

So it seems.
Against the law to commit suicide.

Against the law to see the bride.
Against the law--

No, no, no, not against the law.
Just against custom.

- Tradition.
- No law against seeing her
after the wedding, I hope.

Well, none that I recall.
You know, the customs, Bobo--

The custom after the marriage--
that I know.

You know you're supposed
to pick her up...

and carry her across the threshold,
don't you?

Now, that's one I heard of.

- But what about the minister?
- He'll be here, Bobo. He'll be here.

The Reverend Wilson's always prompt.
He'll come from over there in his launch.

He has a launch, you know, to carry
him around and call on his parishioners.

Oh, look, the Simpsons.

Do I go meet them, or wait?

- What's the custom about that?
- We can wait.

He's going to drop it
if he don't look out.

- What's that?
- The record for the phonograph.

I got the phonograph yesterday,
and I was afraid to bring the record.

I didn't want to take a chance and--
Look at him.

Now, will you stop worrying about it?

But who's worried?
But look at him...

carrying it under his arm.

He should carry it in his hand.

Hello, Mr. And Mrs. Simpson.

- It is very nice of you to come to my wedding.
- Thank you.

- I'll take the record.
- Okay.

- You know Nutsy?
- Yes, indeed. Hello, Nutsy.

- I'll put it inside.
- Bobo, you can't do that. I told you.

Oh.
Nutsy says it's a custom...

that the man doesn't see the bride
before the wedding.

- Oh!
- I'll take it to her.

You stay here and chew the fat,
and I'll help her.

- Be careful.
- Oh. What'd you say her name was?

- Anna.
- Anna?

- Yeah.
- Another guest. The bartender. Charlie!

Hello, Charlie!

- Hello.
- Henry, how are you?

- Happy wedding, yes?
- He thinks it's like Christmas.

Sake for toast.

- Congratulations, Bobo.
- Thanks.

- What a beautiful day for a wedding.
- Glad to see you.

- And this'll make it better.
- I'm going to get the glasses.

Oh, no! No.

- Did you have to wait around
without seeing Mrs. Simpson?
- Well, now, I'll tell you.

- Happy days. Good luck. Lots of kids.
- Thanks, thanks.

- Where's the minister?
- He'll be here. He'll be here.

"He'll be here. He'll be here.
He'll be here."

Oh.

- There's that cruiser again.
- [ Nutsy ] Dr. Brothers.

Nice chap, they say,
with his own share of troubles.

- Did you invite him?
- No, no.

Seems to be having
difficulty with his motor.

Huh. If he expects me to work
on my wedding day-- [ Blows Raspberry ]

[ Engine Sputtering ]

Nothing left to do
but to pull in again.

Here's the Reverend Wilson's boat now.
I'll go and meet him.

- You're not going to leave me now?
- It's all right. It's all right.

Now, when he's ready for you,
I'll give you the signal.

Yeah, but listen--

Thank you very much.
Hey, there.

I'm in trouble again.

It ran so well, I got careless.
I'll have to ask you to help me out again.

I'm sorry, Doctor,
but I can't work for you today.

- You can't?
- No.

Oh.
Am I busting in on something?

No, no, just that
I'm getting married in a few minutes.

Are you really? Well, congratulations.
The young lady the other day?

Anna.
Yeah, Anna.

Splendid.
I, uh--

I hope you'll both be very happy.

Thank you.
Thank you very much.

- Glad to see you, Reverend.
- How are you, Nutsy?

Five more minutes,
and the groom would have swooned.

[ Chuckling ] Very well.
We'll put him out of his misery at once.

- Hello, boys.
- Hello, sir. How are you?

- Good you are here, yes?
- Well, where's the groom?

I'm afraid I can't very well
get out of here now.

Uh, do you mind a couple of uninvited guests
if we behave ourselves?

That's all right, yeah.

Oh, uh, afterwards,
I have a case of champagne below...

if I might give a little party.

[ Laughter]

Are you ready, Reverend?

- We're ready.
- [ Mrs. Simpson ] So are we.

##[ Instrumental Ballad On Phonograph ]

All right, Anna.

O, eternal God,
send thy blessing on these thy servants...

this man and this woman,
whom we bless in thy name...

that they may live
according to thy laws...

and ever remain in perfect love
and peace together.

Those whom God hath joined together,
let no man put asunder.

Forasmuch as Bobo and Anna...

have consented together
in holy wedlock...

and have witnessed the same
before God and this company...

I pronounce that
they are man and wife.

May the Lord mercifully look upon you
with all his favor...

and fill you with
all spiritual benediction and grace...

that you may so live together
in this life, that in the world to come...

you may have life everlasting.

Amen.

Oh, darling.

Congratulations, Anna.
Congratulations, Bobo.

[ Voices Overlapping ]

Get the sake.
Get the sake.

With all this celebration, my friend...

I'm afraid some of the guests
might bite you.

[ Man ]
Get the glasses, Nutsy. Get the glasses.

That's it.
Put 'em down here.

I've changed my mind, Doctor.
I'm married now, and I can use a lot of money.

We'll take the boat out and fix it right.

I wouldn't think of
asking you to work today.

What is it but 10 or 15 minutes.
Anna wants me to do it. She said, "Okay."

- Well, it seems a shame--
- Oh, no.

And I'm glad for the chance
to make the money...

and it's only
the afternoon, you know.

If you don't mind, Frank,
I think I'll go ashore.

All right, if you'd rather.

Is there anyone here
who can take me ashore?

The-The Reverend Wilson is going in.
He'll take you.

Wait a minute, Reverend.
We have a passenger.

Good-bye, Frank.

- Shall I call you?
- If you wish. If you decide.

[ Cork Pops ]

Ready?

Oh, I'm sorry.
Yes, let's go.

Oh, Jimmy?
Cast off.

A little money here,
a little money there...

and pretty soon I'll be
a very rich man.

I take it that you're already
a very happy one?

You could take it that way.
Well, speed the motor, please.

[ Engine Starts ]

- Ah!
- Ah!

- As long as you are nice to an engine like this--
- [ Engine Sputtering ]

- Oh, cut it. Cut it. Cut it quick! Quick!
- [ Engine Shuts Off]

For the way you've neglected this engine,
you should be put in jail.

- What is it? Is it bad?
- Bad? Bad?

Sure, it's bad.
I'll be lucky if I can fix it before dark.

- What do you think, Nutsy?
- The job took a little longer
than expected, that's all.

- He'll be along presently.
- [ Foghorn Blowing ]

- Some coffee?
- No, thanks.

[ Chuckles ]
What do you suppose is in it?

Open it.
I think you should.

You don't think he'd be sore
without him here, do you?

I don't think so.
I have an idea.

Okay, if you say so.

[ Chuckles ]
Where do you suppose he got it?

From a young woman named Mildred.

- Mildred?
- Hostess in a juke joint.

Oh.

Gee.
It's pretty snazzy, huh?

Well, I can only point out
that when Mildred wore it...

she didn't lack a certain popularity.

I'll bet.

I hope you're not gonna dismiss
the message in it too quickly.

Message?
What message, Nutsy?

Anna, the most overrated item
in the whole catalog...

of marital virtues is modesty.

- Yeah?
- There's no doubt whatever about it.

Modesty's for the outside world...

for the streets for the marts of trade,
not for the home.

Nutsy.

How much of that sake
did you put away?

None.
But you consider this.

When day is done and the weary husband
wends his way homeward...

do you imagine for a moment
he is looking forward...

to a demonstration of outstanding modesty
to take his mind off his troubles?

I don't think so. The average man's day
is stuffy with modesty.

At home, it should be different.

Otherwise, he might be tempted
to go out somewhere...

where it wasn't
so highly esteemed...

like the Red Dot.

Boy, you sure can pour it out.

Well, that's the message...

in our honest friend's
charming little wedding gift.

A message that a young bride
cannot consider too carefully.

Well, now I've got some doors to try.

- Good night, Anna.
- Good night, Nutsy.

And thanks.

You get it?
It's a simple aim--

merely to make the home
at least as attractive as the juke joint.

Get out of here, you dog.

- [ Foghorn Continues ]
- Good night.

A fine thing.

My wedding night, and here I am.

[ Chuckles ]
I'm sorry I let you start it.

Ah, it's not your fault, Doctor.
Anyway, it's fixed now.

Bobo, Nutsy said
you only met Anna a few days ago.

- Yeah, that's right.
- Well, tell me.

How do you know whether
you love a woman or you don't love her?

[ Chuckles ]
That's a funny question. Why do you ask?

Well, l-- I have a reason.

- Oh, that woman who was with you?
- No.

- Not her. My wife.
- I see.

Go ahead and answer me, Bobo.
How could you tell so quickly...

that you loved Anna?

There's no way to explain it.

Nobody can explain love, Doctor.

You know, all my life...

I knocked around the world...

and I thought I was a great guy.

- And then I met Anna.
- Go on.

Well, we understand each other.

We share a few words,
a few thoughts.

[ Scoffs ]
Only half a dozen, maybe.

But that's a lot, you know?

And, uh, I looked into her eyes...

she looked into mine,
and we knew we were in love.

That's the way it happened.

I just knew, that's all.

But-- But when you find
somebody like that...

you hold on very tight
because you may never find another.

Well--

I see.
You hold on very tight.

I guess I forgot to do that, Bobo.
But it's not too late.

- Not even now.
- That's the idea.

I fix your boat, I fix your wife.
Anything else?

[ Growls ]

That Bobo ain't so dumb after all.

[ Growling ]

- Shut up, you mutt!
- [ Growling Stops ]

- What are you, drunk?
- Listen, baby.

You ain't talkin'
to just anyone, remember.

You're talkin' to a guy
who knows the answers.

One, anyway.

- What do you want?
- Want?

It's Bobo's wedding, ain't it?

But nobody asked me.

Bobo's best friend...

but nobody asked me.

Well...

I'm here anyway...

so how's about
breaking out with a drink?

[ Dog Growling ]

Okay. Help yourself.

You help me.
[ Chuckles ]

Pretty cute, huh?

You was gonna untie that dog, wasn't you?

Well, that dog's doin'
all right where he is.

Someday, somebody's gonna
put a slug in that dog.

Good thing.

On second thought, Tiny...

I'm kind of glad you came.

I got something
I wanna talk to you about.

Anything you want to say,
baby, say it.

Well--Well, we got married today,
you know--

Bobo and me.

Nobody asked me.

Bobo's best friend,
and nobody asked me.

Well, what I'm getting at is...

Bobo's been, uh, well,
kind of helping you out, hasn't he?

You're doin' the talkin', honey.

Well, it's this, Tiny.

We wanna stay here.
We wanna have a home. You see?

Sure.
Who don't?

Well, if, for instance,
you got from Bobo what you usually got...

well, then, it wouldn't make
any difference where you got it--

if it was San Francisco, New York, Denver--
just as long as you got it.

Would it?

You ain't such
a bad-lookin' little number at that.

You get the idea, Tiny?

So much a week-- money.

Well, not much, but--
Well, as much as Bobo gave you anyway.

Well, you wouldn't have to
stay here about it, would you?

That wouldn't make any difference,
would it?

Come here.

You don't have to be
scared about it, baby.

I ain't such a bad guy, you know.

I know you're not, Tiny.

That's what Bobo said.

"Tiny's all right," he said,
"when he understands."

That Bobo ain't so dumb.

You ain't neither, baby.

Smart kid like you
could do a lot for Bobo...

if you're really smart.

Please, Tiny.
Listen to me a minute.

Listen to me.
You got to understand.

You gonna be smart or not?

- Tiny! Don't, Tiny! Don't! Stop it!
- [ Dog Barking ]

Stop it, Tiny!
Tiny!

Oh, Doctor, you know that custom?

You take the bride in your arms...

and you carry her
across the threshold?

- [ Chuckles ] Tradition.
- [ Chuckling ]

[ Barking Continues ]

Go on, get out of here!

You wanna play hard to get,
that's all right with me.

Wait until Bobo hears about you
trying to get fresh!

Fat chance.
Who's gonna tell him?

You? Fat chance.

Remember, baby...

we got a secret about Bobo,
you and me.

Ain't neither one of us
wanna break it.

You wouldn't want me to tell him,
would you?

Just get out of here, that's all!

- Would you?
- No, no, no! Now, get out of here!

All right.

Remember what I tell you.

Bobo killed Pop Kelly.

I know it, you know it.
Right?

I don't know it!

You know it, all right,
because I told you.

Yeah, you told me.

[ Dog Growling ]

- Here!
- Wait a minute.

You know so much about it.

You know so much
about what Bobo did.

Where was that dog?

- Where was he when?
- You know so much, where was he?

That dog, I'm talking about.
If Bobo fights, that dog fights.

You can't hold him off.
He fights for Bobo.

So why wasn't he bitten,
that Kelly?

Why didn't somebody say he had dog bites
on him? You know so much.

Because Bobo didn't do it.
He wasn't even there.

He wasn't there,
and the dog wasn't there.

You're crazy.
You're crazy.

Yeah, crazy to listen to you,
that's it.

You know so much.
You know everything about it, don't you?

You did it, that's why.

You're crazy.

You killed him, Tiny.
You killed him!

Tiny.

Tiny.

[ Gasps, Screams ]

## [ Humming ]

Hello!

Okay.

- Bobo?
- Yeah?

Here you are.
Some of this is a wedding present.

- Oh, but $50--
- Don't argue.

I have reason to be
very grateful to you, but l--

[ Dog Whining ]

What's that?

- [ Whining Continues ]
- Anna?

[ Whining ]

- What's the matter?
- Anna.

- Anna?
- [ Anna Moaning ]

- Anna, where are you?
- Start that motor, quick!

- Anna!
- There's been an accident.

- Anna!
- Do as I tell you! Start that motor!

Anna!

- How is she?
- It's her back, Bobo.

- We'll have to wait.
- Don't fool me.

I won't. I, uh--
I just don't know yet.

She said one or two words.

I couldn't quite get it.
"Tiny" something.

- Tiny?
- Yeah, that's what it sounded like-- tiny.

That mean something to you?

No. No.

I won't fool you, Bobo.
It's a long chance, awfully long chance.

- But you'll save her, won't you?
- I'll do everything I can, Bobo.

I'll wait here.

Oughtn't you to stay with him?

I imagine it's something personal.

##[ Jazz ]

Hey, fellas, look who's here!
The bridegroom!

- What's the matter, locked out?
- You seen Tiny?

- Tiny? I ain't seen him, Bobo.
- Happy honeymoon, Bobo.

- Good luck, Bobo!
- [ Man ] Good luck!

##[ Piano: Parlor ]

- Tiny.
- I ain't seen him tonight.

[ Dog Howling ]

[ Bottle Splashes In Water ]

[ Howling Continues ]

Bobo.

Yeah. Come here.

Bobo.

Come here!

It was an accident.
She fell. I didn't do it, Bobo.

Won't you listen to me?
Won't you believe me? Bobo!

Wait, Tiny. Wait.

Bobo!

You gotta believe me, Bobo.
I didn't do it!

Listen to me, Bobo!
I didn't do it!

Come back.

Bobo, I didn't do it!

Bobo, I didn't do it!

- Come back.
- Bobo, I can't swim!

You know I can't swim--
[ Yells ]

Bobo. Please!

- Where's Bobo?
- He's not back yet, Doctor.

I've sent for a specialist
from Los Angeles.

- Bad?
- About the same.

But I'm hopeful, Nutsy.
There are signs.

She's young and she may fight through...

even though it'll be
a very long, hard pull.

- Los Angeles is calling, Dr. Brothers.
- Thank you.

It's good news.
Dr. Brothers is very encouraged.

You, um--
You must understand...

it will take weeks, months maybe.

But she's going to live, Bobo.

I know it.

Bobo, you found him?

Got a match?

Easy, easy, easy!

- You take it easy.
- Oh, you crazy nut.

Yeah, I am a nut,
but a very careful nut.

- ##[ Instrumental Ballad On Phonograph ]
- Oh.

Oh, it's swell.

Bobo, you sure you want me like this?

- [ Chuckles ] Hello, Anna.
- Hello, Bobo.

- So long, you two.
- Good-bye.

Good-bye, Nutsy.

Good-bye, Bobo.
Good-bye, Anna.

- Thank you, and come back.
- Anytime.

We will, won't we, Doc?

- Mon amour.
- What?

Tomorrow, I'll show you everything--

where you sit on the deck,
where you take the money...

where you run the whole business.

But now, there is a custom, you know.
A tradition.

The groom lifts the bride
over the threshold.

- Yeah.
- Oh.