All language subtitles for Teenage Doll 1957

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Nan?

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Hey, Nan, you back here?

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How did it happen?

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Not you.

This is one of my girls.

Squirrel.

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I think maybe I have a few answers.

Barbara Bonham.

Uh-huh.

That dumb square broad.

What are we going to do?

We're gonna get out of here before the

cops come and do us all again.

Tower station?

Right.

Need any help?

Look, you got just keep out of this.

Don't touch nothing.

Come on, we better blow up, too.

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Okay, May, now you know the chief poop.

Straightness.

Well, Nan went to Louie's joint to meet

Barbara Bonnie, and now she's dead.

Boy, if she's dead.

So we got to figure

that Barbara Bonnie did it.

Who else?

Maybe it was an accident.

Yeah, an accident.

Like if you stick your fingers in those

electric wires, you'll get electrocuted.

Keep going.

Well, so like this Barbara Bonnie came to

Hopkins High from the Midwest in January.

She got tied up with

Eddie Rand and the Vandals.

Nan was making it with her, too.

Who wasn't?

Later.

Now, all Nan told me was that she was

gonna meet Barbara and

have it out with her.

So she pushed her off the roof, huh?

Hell, are we gonna

get it mixed up in this?

We have to.

We've got to figure nobody

else is gonna get even for Nan.

Better to figure the cops not to know who

pushed her, even who was there.

That dumb brod will get off clean.

Oh, no she won't, because

we're gonna fix it otherwise.

Oh.

We're gonna team up with

the forces of law and order.

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We've got to figure nobody else knows

anything about this.

Now, she won't be hard to

find, but it's gonna cost us.

What means cost?

We've got to figure she'll go straight to

Eddie Rand, which means

right to the Vandals Clubhouse.

We'll never get her out of there.

The Vandals wouldn't

give us their old socks.

No, but Eddie'll sell.

Eddie'd sell his grandmother's teeth for

a ticket to the burlesque,

and he'll sell Barbara

Bonnie for not much more.

Works.

What do we do when we get her?

We get a signed confession.

We get her to sign a paper that says she

pushed Nan off the roof.

And if she doesn't

sign it, she'll sign it.

Now get going.

Go home and scrounge up

all the loot she can get.

If we move fast, maybe we can get her

before she gets to Rand.

Well, I can tell you now, we

don't have a dime in the house.

You haven't been feeling up to par

lately, have you, babe?

I'm okay.

Well, no loot is no loot.

But find something valuable, and it'll be

too late to honk it,

so make sure it's

something Eddie Rand'll like.

Like a pile of arsenic, huh?

That's right. I get going.

Sure you can't use a

hand? How about the heat?

We're fine. Why don't

you go play gin rummy?

Whatever you say,

Halle. They're your widows.

Yeah, they're my widows.

Anything else you can run the show, but

not this deal, okay?

Okay.

But just in case you need anything, we'll

be up at the pool hall.

Come on, Snow White. We'll walk you away.

What you waiting for, Eva?

I'm not waiting for you. I'm not waiting for you. I'm not waiting for you. What you waiting for, Eva?

Nothing.

Get going.

What do you want, girl?

I don't have any money.

No, no, no. I'm lost. I

have to get to Hanover Street.

What's wrong? What's happened to you?

Nothing's happened. I just

have to get to Hanover Street.

I have to get home.

You've done something bad, and you're afraid I'll find out. No. Oh, no, please.

What is it I smell? Blood?

You have done something.

Run south. Run down,

and you'll find Hanover.

Run! Run!

Where are you?

Where are you? I'm not going to Hanover Street. Where are you?

You been here all the time?

You sure you haven't been outside?

Okay.

Because of the juvenile

fuzz, see? I wind up in the can.

You know what that means?

That means that they'll take me away and

put me in a cage full of hungry animals,

and they'll eat me all up.

Oh, you like that, do you, Slob?

Well, if they put me in that

cage full of hungry animals,

they'll put you in a cage full of big,

white birds with red eyes,

and they'll scream, and they'll call, and

they'll go, "Call, call!"

And they'll fly all over

and pick your eyes out.

What'd you do with the mail?

Didn't nothing come from Pa?

Come on, I ain't got all night.

I gotta have a dumb broad of a baby

sister with two left feet.

Now, tune in, jerky.

That dumb letter's gotta be

someplace around this dump.

Now, what did you do with it?

Come on, knock it off.

Look, you start again, and

I'll give it to you good.

That dumb broad of a brat, if I find that

thing, boy, you're gonna get yours.

Now, what are you doing?

You got it!

How come you held out in me so long?

Five, six, seven, eight.

Five is 13, 14.

Now you make me lose my place.

You wanna get bombed, just keep up the

noise, sister, and you'll get bombed out.

Breakfast, Laurie, breakfast.

Tell anyone's breakfast, Laurie.

Don't bug me.

She's scared.

Breakfast, Laurie, breakfast.

Oh, ya, you want some chow?

Oh, it looks like a fresh outta luck.

Now, wait a second.

Here's some crackers. Eat

these and don't bug me anymore.

Hey, I forgot to turn on the light.

Well, hello there, Barbara.

Isn't it kind of late for you to be...

Oh, you won't get away from me this time,

you lousy little slut.

Okay, baby.

So you found a hole to crawl into.

Too bad you didn't think to crawl into

one before you got mixed up with Eddie

Rand and his vandals.

Maybe this'll teach all you nice little

girls that it isn't smart to mess around

with a tougher league.

Because you might get hurt real bad.

And, baby, no guy's worth that.

You better beat it now, baby, because me

and the rest of the

widows are coming back.

And if we don't find you here, we'll just

keep looking until we do.

Oh, and that's gonna

mean bad things for you.

Unless maybe you want to go to the cops.

I hear they give you free cigarettes

before they send you to the gas chamber.

(speaking Spanish)

(speaking Spanish)

(speaking Spanish)

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Oh, baby.

Yes. Yes, it's blocked.

Don't run away.

Oh, baby, come back.

Help me.

Where'd you get the

cologne? Still it from work?

That sounds like your style.

They don't work.

I borrowed it from Patty.

The way she makes out, she ought to have

enough perfume to float a battleship.

Patty doesn't make out.

Where you going tonight?

I don't know.

I asked you a couple

times, you didn't answer me.

Who you going out with?

Somebody.

Somebody who?

If you must know, Mr. Tannerby.

After all these years of playing footsie,

you finally decided to play ball.

What are you talking about, play ball?

Over the world, millions of girls are

going out with their boss to have dinner.

What's wrong if I do the same?

Nothing. If you just have dinner.

Look, you can't pull me. He's been

nudging you ever since you started there.

So now he makes it, so why

should I give a flying flip?

You're disgusting.

I'm not going to

discuss it with you anymore.

So don't discuss.

You won't have much time

for talking later anyway.

Poor little Janet.

Always wanted to move uptown, but never

had enough guts to do anything about it.

Shut up.

So now she's going to go, but she don't

want to admit to her kid's sister.

Okay, Junior.

I'll admit, I'm going

out with my boss tonight,

because for once in my life I want to eat

caviar instead of meatloaf.

And let somebody else pick up the tab.

Yeah. Yeah, go.

And I'll get caviar,

because Mr. Tannerby is

round and little with beady eyes,

a fat wallet and a long patience.

And thinks he's going to get something

for this date, but he's not.

He'll see. He won't get anywhere near me.

Relax. You'll have a ball tonight.

In one of these days

you'll be moving uptown.

Trouble is, you can't

take it here like I can.

I'll move uptown.

I'll go under my own power

with no strings attached.

You can't see it because you were born in

this hole and you're

already too rotten to save.

Listen, old lady, I'll forget that rotten

crack, but let me tell you something.

Maybe I look like a piece of junk to you.

That's because I was born in this hole

and because I was raised in the dumps and I was weaned on a .38.

Only I'm hip to where I am and I'm hip

that I'm going to stay here.

You're stupid. You think you've got to be

some kind of a big queen?

Well, let me tell you something. Neither

one of us is going to make

it, but you're going to try.

You want me to tell you what's going to

happen tonight? I'll tell you what's

going to happen tonight.

You're going to have dinner with this slob.

Then he's going to invite you up for a drink. You say no like a lady, but you'll go and

you'll have that drink and you'll listen

to records and one of these

days you'll be moving uptown.

For a while.

Is there something you want?

Yeah, a little loot. I

got caught a little short.

Very important, no doubt.

Yeah, I got a big deal to put over.

My week's salary is in there. All of it.

Well, now that you're in with the big

boss, you won't be

needing it anymore, will you?

Take it and get out.

I suppose you know what time it is.

Yes, Daddy.

What time?

I don't know.

It's thirty-eight minutes past ten.

Yes, Daddy, but I've graduated and...

That is no bearing on the matter.

I was speaking to Barbara.

You shouldn't have interrupted.

What did I do? I just came into the room.

That's enough to interrupt anything. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Where have you been?

Nowhere in particular.

But look at you. You're a mess.

A grocery truck.

A meat truck. A full of meat. A full of meat. A grocery truck. A meat truck.

A full of meat.

Went right by me doing about ninety.

Side of B fell off and knocked me down.

All that stuff on my dress is...

Blood.

Oh, you poor dear. I hear hurt anywhere.

I'm all right, Mother.

Once I take a shower, I'll

be fine. Just fine and dandy.

If you aren't something,

a sixteen-year-old girl shouldn't be out

where a truck might hit her.

I'm eighteen, Mother.

I bet that truck driver will get it when

they find out he lost that side of beef.

Maybe hijacked it.

Don't say "hijacked."

It reminds me...

You know what it reminds me of.

Dan Briggs.

He was hijacked once.

1921, just north of Chicago.

He was running a load of scotch down from

Canada when he was

robbed of every bottle.

Just after that trip he...

He said he was going to marry you.

You're telling me.

Maybe someday you'll

meet a man like that.

You'll know he's cheap and worthless and

treacherous, but you won't care.

You'll do anything he wants, anytime, and

be glad for the chance to do it.

You never said Dan was

cheap and treacherous.

I'm not talking about

anyone in particular.

Just about a kind of man.

And telling you why, you must never,

never, never fall in

love with one of them.

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Why, Helen, you're home early.

I just thought I'd drop in, Father, dear.

I didn't mean to

inconvenience you and your company.

Company? I don't have any company.

Oh, excuse me.

I didn't know we could

afford to have hired help.

What time does Mother get home from work?

She never gets home until 7.30 in the

morning, you know that.

It sure makes it handy

dandy for you, doesn't it?

Has this one got orange hair?

I know how much you dig,

ladies, with orange hair.

Helen, please, Helen.

Why should I do you any favors?

Yes, sir, things are getting pretty bad

around here when we have

to have cheap hired help.

Helen.

Father, you're sick.

Yeah, yeah, I'm sick.

That's why I can't work.

I don't mean sick like

in the belly. I mean sick.

No respect for your parents.

Why don't you wash that lousy shirt

that's beginning to stink?

And what have you been doing with that

collar shining your shoes with it?

What, are you okay?

You don't care, do you?

Who could care about a slob like you?

Your own flesh and blood.

Your own nothing.

Our child can talk to her own...

Oh, can that jazz, will you, Pop? Don't

you think you're spreading it on just a

little bit too thick?

Look, just what do

you want from me anyhow?

Now that you mention it,

I could use a few bucks.

I don't have any money, you know that.

Oh, no money? How are you going to pay

the hired help with poker chips?

Come on, fork over.

Your mother gave me

this to pay the utilities.

Well, I just scared your

little utility off. Give it to me.

Helen, you going out again?

What do you care? Your sweetheart isn't

coming back again. Or is she?

You got it all wrong. That was just old

Mrs. Fisher from next door.

Oh, you mean old, old Mrs. Fisher?

Yeah.

250 pounds?

Yeah, that's right.

No teeth, farmer's shoes, polka dot

blouse, rotten breath, eight kids, can't

even stand up, Mrs. Fisher?

Yeah.

I believe it.

Look, this school you never went to, they

taught you how to insult your father?

How could I insult you? How could anybody

insult a big fat slob like you?

Oh, you'd like a little

respect from me, wouldn't you?

You'd crawl on your hands and knees and

lick the bottoms of my shoes for a smile

on the pat on the head.

But what did you ever do to deserve it?

I'll tell you what you've done.

You've sat there on your big fat duff

while the old lady works her tail off to

put food in your gut.

Oh, you've moaned and groaned and grubbed

money out of her to spend

on your puny little vices.

And some vices.

Where you find some of

these luloos, I'll never know.

This place looks like the revolving door

at the ladies' room, the bus station.

You think the old lady

doesn't know? Oh, she knows.

She just doesn't give a damn.

I'm just fed up to here. I can stand here

and scream my head off and you'll promise

to stop bringing home these dogs,

and that tomorrow night I'll come back

and there'll be a new one.

Oh, I don't know why I

even waste my breath.

But I don't know why

the old lady works either.

I don't know.

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I want to talk to you about your

curriculum at college next year.

What, Daddy?

Have you given any thought to your

college courses for the first year?

Oh, liberal arts, I guess.

What are you doing, Daddy?

Would you explain the

presence of blood on your dress?

No sleep.

Not your own, certainly.

Why not?

The blood didn't drop down on your bosom.

It was pressed against it.

I just wondered how you knew that.

It was Mary Janarelli

that had the nosebleed.

Did she also cut your dress?

Daddy, you don't have to give me the

third degree. I told you it was nothing.

I'm sure that you personally did nothing

wrong, but someone else,

someone with less character, with a

lesser degree of training.

Nobody did anything.

Very well, Barbara.

I'll accept that.

Why?

Why do you have to accept it?

Because you wouldn't

lie to me. You couldn't.

Any more than you could steal.

Well, thank you, Daddy. I

never knew you felt that way.

Thank me the day you find yourself

choosing between right and wrong.

I don't understand.

You will.

And when you do, you'll find yourself

automatically choosing right.

How do you know?

Because people are made, not born.

You'll discover that when you have

children of your own race.

(baby crying)

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- What'd you get?

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- I don't know.

I haven't counted it yet.

- I got a lousy 48 bucks.

- That's a lot of money.

Maybe the other girls

won't get any at all.

- Hell and nay?

- I'll get more loot than they can carry.

How'd you get yours lifted from the till?

- No.

My grandfather gave it to me.

- Okay, that's a story.

- How'd you get yours?

- For my old man.

The loss could've set more.

- Who is he?

- I'm a lamb.

Scores here and there and keeps in touch.

- He sounds like a good man.

- Good, are you buggy?

- If he's whining,

he's got almost nothing

but what he has he sends to you.

- Yes, he's a good man.

- Oh man, you're nuts.

- What a dumb square broad.

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(fire crackling)

(fire crackling)

(phone ringing)

- Pern speaking.

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

Just a minute.

Suicide, huh?

Okay, I got a pencil.

Eight, four, six, two, go back to street.

Give me that again.

El Corazon restaurant,

okay, I think I got it.

Be there in three shakes, you louse.

Yeah, funny.

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- Put a man on each corner.

We don't want him to get in the car. Put a man on each corner.

We don't want him to

think there's a reason.

Hey, where's that ambulance?

All right, what happened?

Why'd you kill her?

- Who, me?

I didn't do nothing.

I just see the girl here

and I didn't do nothing.

I call you on the

telephone to come and see--

- Who is she?

- I don't know.

I see her with some other girl sometimes.

Her name's Nan.

- Nan, huh?

Well, at least we know her name.

Only eight to five,

that's all we'll ever know.

Just another south side jumper.

- Oh, I don't know about that.

I don't know about that at all.

You wanna know who did it?

Ask me.

I saw it.

I saw the whole thing.

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- Well, here's the folks.

It's the one I'm late.

You move, my friend.

We got $216 here.

What have you got to offer?

- Well, that's dangerous.

- Oh, we can keep some money.

Eddie Randworth set fire to his father

to get his hands on this gun.

Do you have any trouble getting him?

- No trouble at all.

- Okay, fellow welfare workers.

- We're ready to begin.

And the first thing we have to do is to

find Barbara Bonnie.

The second thing is

to get said Miss Bonnie

to sign a confession.

If she won't, the third

thing is to convince her

with a fistful of knuckles.

- Where do we look for her?

- Take a guess.

- Maybe she went home, huh?

- She'd have to be

pretty stupid to do that.

- You dumb broad.

- And since she is pretty stupid,

we'll waste some time

and look there first.

Agreed?

- Crazy.

- Let's go.

(dramatic music)

- Dutch, how about I get a rundown on

this black widow gang?

And also the

tarantulas that turned you on.

- I think I know most of them already.

- Oh, fine.

We gotta list the names and addresses.

(mumbles)

- Nancy, thank you.

- What is it, Phil?

You know who she is?

- That's Nancy Baker, friend of Betty's.

- You're Betty?

- Yes.

- All right, take her out.

- I don't know since

she was a kid and a half.

- Phil?

- Is Betty one of the black widows?

- That's a club she belongs to.

- Club?

Where's your gun?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

It's been stolen.

- Somebody stole his gun.

Hey, you're really a

smart cop, aren't you?

Imagine lifting a cop's gun.

- All right, dad, knock it off.

You ready to tell us the whole story?

- I told you.

This baby named

Barbara Bonnie and the Slant,

and they were having

a rhubarb on the roof.

I know about this Barbara Bonnie

because the other babies named her.

- What about the murder itself?

We need facts, exactly what happened.

- Oh, it was sad, sad.

You don't wanna hear about that.

It didn't make you sick.

- Yeah, but I got a strong stomach.

- Want me a drink?

- A bottle.

(coughs)

- You got yourself a deal.

- Well, I was lying up

there, minding my own business,

taking a light snooze after a light meal.

But what to my wondering

eye should appear on the roof

with two lovely babes.

Now at this moment, my mind isn't clear

on just what this timeless was all about.

But it was pretty, pretty hot.

Now this chick in the

skirt, she was in a paddock,

and the other one, she

had a hat full of hornets

where I could break all the way up

while they were in a wild scuffle.

But, uh, (clears throat)

right now I'm a little too thirsty

to remember little details.

(coughs)

All I know is that the

skirt, she came out on top

and the other one bit the dust.

The one with the black wittles.

Now, uh, let's go get that bottle, huh?

(gentle music)

Perhaps we should send

Barbara to summer school.

- Why, she graduated, didn't she?

- She was graduated,

one doesn't graduate.

One is graduated.

- So what?

She's still graduated.

(knocking)

(footsteps)

- Hello, is Barbara at home?

- Are you a friend of Barbara's?

I don't seem to

remember seeing you before.

- Well, we were never

in the same classes,

but we were always very good friends.

- This is an unusual

hour to come calling.

What did you want to see Barbara about?

- Oh, um, she left

this with a friend of mine

and I thought I'd return it to her.

- Are you sure this is Barbara's?

First time I've ever seen it.

This is not the sort of

thing I permit Barbara to own.

- I should hope not.

My own father would turn me over his knee

if he caught me with it.

- You must have an

admirable father, Barbara's.

- Not in.

She's gone to visit her

cousin on the north side

for the night.

You'd better come back some other time.

- What was that for?

(dramatic music)

- Is she there?

- She's in the inside

or on her way out back.

- Come on.

- Will you stop these insane antics

and explain to me what's going on?

- She's gone.

They've all gone.

- Who's gone?

Where's Barbara?

Answer me.

- She ran out.

Don't follow her.

- Why not?

- It's time you gave up

your role at the tyrant.

She's old enough to

take care of herself now.

(dramatic music)

- Taffy, Taffy!

Take you to the old

mortis' good hurry, please.

- Okay, honey, I'm with you.

Let's go.

- Come back here, you yellow belly.

- Oh, shut up, Lori.

Go get Betty and Main.

- Okay.

- Now what are we gonna do?

She took off from nowhere, Spill.

- Down, girl, down.

We'll find her.

Did you hear her tell

the driver where to go?

- I'll tell her where to go.

- No, I didn't hear.

- Well, it doesn't matter.

She went home and we found her there.

Now she's gone where we

knew she'd go from the start.

- And he ran.

- Right.

You know where the

vandals had their clubhouse?

- It's over in the auto

yard just off Morgan Street,

but nobody's ever been

there and come out in one piece.

- Just like the Congo, huh?

Are you checking?

- Okay, sit down.

We'll wait for the rest of the girls.

Morgan Street's an easy

breezy five block walk from here.

Wanna drag?

- Yeah.

- How much will that be?

- Half a run.

Are you sure you wanna

come to a place like this?

I think you're better off

back there with those Amazons.

- I don't have any money worth it.

- Well, I'll bet.

I'll take you back where I got you.

Better yet, I'm gonna take you home.

- Wait here.

I'll get the money.

- Here you're gonna get money?

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music)

(snoring)

- All right, get out of there.

(snoring)

- Is Eddie here?

(snoring)

I brought you down here once.

I told you never to come back again.

What are you doing here?

- I can't tell you now.

- You can tell me.

- I need money to pay the cab, 50 cents.

- Mink!

Top side, pay the man.

(clattering)

- Hey, you're really

throwing the money around

pretty fast, Barbara girl.

What, are you on some big

secret mission or something?

Like spies or something?

Come on, speak up.

I can't hear you.

- I didn't say anything.

- She didn't say anything.

- Can't we talk alone, Eddie?

- No.

No, I'm afraid I just

can't swing that Barbara girl.

I mean, I might offend

my big happy family here.

And when they can offend you, man.

Come on, speak up.

- Among friends.

- I thought I could depend on you too.

- Yeah.

Yeah, you thought if

you got a runny nose,

you'd come to me and I'd

blow it for you, right?

- Is that what you meant

when you said that I was

the only person in the world?

- Speak up, I can't

hear you when you mumble.

- All right.

If I have to strip myself bare.

If I have to embarrass you

as well as myself, I will.

You said I could always

come to you anytime, Phil.

That I was a new kind of girl for you

and that you'd fight the

world if it was against me.

(laughing)

- You told her all that jazz.

You crumb, you didn't

even change the words around.

- You shut up.

- All right, I said it.

- Now what can I do you for?

- You can do something for me.

You can hide me, take

me away, protect me.

You can do something, anything.

Because the whole world is against me.

I killed Nan Baker.

(dramatic music)

(laughing)

(laughing)

(clapping)

- What do you mean driver's license?

- I'm not driving, I'm drinking.

- What'd you find out?

- Well there's six

body families in the city.

There's only one

within 30 blocks of here.

It's Harold M. Body, 3815 Hanover.

Sounds best to me.

- Yeah, sounds best.

- Well.

- Yeah, you and Dutch come with me.

Ross, you and Molt stay

here and keep the area clear.

And call the wagon, get in downtown.

Jake, I want a full statement.

So.

- Just a minute everybody.

What do you mean downtown?

I got my rights, sonny boy.

I got a fifth of all

legal comes for what I did.

You got news to me.

It's against the law.

It's against the field

rights to freedom of the free

and the women of my job.

(clapping)

- Hey sit down, Mink.

Too bad you missed the big confession.

Barbara Bonnie had done a real bad thing.

Tell her what you did Barbara.

Go on, tell her.

- Kielden Ann Baker.

- I thought you'd like that.

I don't know what to do with this.

- Hey maybe we ought to box it up

and ship it off to the

starving refugees some place, huh?

(laughing)

- Come on, get up.

You're not as hurt as you make out.

So you found out I'm a big bad wolf

like your old lady's bootlegger.

So tough, that's the

way the big ball bounces.

You don't go looking for a con man

expect to find a boy scout.

- Who cares?

- Just clue me in on what happened.

- How, when and why.

Never mind the why.

- I didn't mean to do it.

- That helps.

- She asked me to come up on the roof.

She said I was

messing around with her boy.

- Her boy?

Nobody's boy.

Go.

- She wanted to know

how much you meant to me.

I wouldn't tell her and she hit me.

She said she knew I was

trying to cut in on her

and wanted to know how much.

She accused me of,

I wouldn't tell anyone what she said.

I told her she was crazy

and she went into a rage.

She talked about you and me as if we were

animals or something.

It was pure filth.

She hit me again and again.

And bent my arm behind my back.

- Well come on, come on,

get to the good part, huh?

- She bent me down to my knees

and trying to get me to admit to all

those terrible things

she said we did.

I wouldn't and then she jumped on me.

I had to bite back, I had to.

Then it happened.

I was face down, scared, scared to death.

So I tried to get up.

She was on top of me so I lunged up hard.

And then she fell back and back and back

and then she was gone.

- Over the side, huh?

- I ran down the stairs.

I don't know how I got

there to the alley below.

I turned her over and I

got blood all over me.

And she was dead.

- Anybody see you?

- No.

- All right, we gotta get

you out of town, way out.

Not because there's any

kind of rescue mission

because I don't want me and the boys

pulled in by the cops

and bugged by a bunch of questions.

Now you blow on home, meet me at 7.30

by the 83rd Street car barn.

I got a guy who'll take you to Phoenix.

- Oh, thank you, Eddie.

- Oh, don't thank me, just blow on home.

- I can't go home.

- What are you, scared of

that square old man of yours?

- It's not that.

The girls that find me there, the widows.

- The black widows?

With the tarantulas?

- Yeah, figures, and that was a widow.

- They're after me, they know I did it.

- They following you?

- They have been all night.

- You let them hear?

You stupid broad-eyed

a figure to the cops

and let them catch you!

All right, you heard her,

the tarantulas are coming here.

Now you've been wanting

to have a rumble with them

for a long time.

Now you got it.

Now if the girls are coming here,

we can make sure the men

will be right behind them.

So what we do is form a

circle around the junkyard,

put the girls right in the middle,

or let the widows come through.

You got that?

Let them come through.

The girls will handle them,

and we'll take care of the tarantulas.

So they want to come to my country, huh?

Okay.

Okay, let them.

Tonight we have a small book.

Everybody tops eyeball it to Mossack.

(footsteps)

- Hey you, you keep your eye on this jerk

in case she makes up like she's gonna

follow up again, huh?

- Eddie, I didn't mean

to get you into trouble.

- Nobody ever does.

- But I didn't start any of this.

Everything's happened to me.

I never set out to do anything wrong.

- You did one thing wrong.

The worst thing anybody can ever do.

- What?

- You stepped out of your class.

- Watch her, close.

Come on, come on.

Okay, okay, the girls

get on top of the cars.

Now the widows know

where the dumb waiter is,

so they gotta come through here.

When they do, you jump on him.

Now we'll spread out.

- What are they doing now?

- They're hiding in the cars.

I think they're gonna make

a circle around the yard.

They're gonna try to ambush us.

- I guess that proves Barbara's with him.

- I guess it does.

What a perfect setup.

Listen squirrel, run your

tail back to the pool hall

and get the guys.

I'm gonna ambush the ambush.

(door opens)

- Something's happened to Barbara.

- Are you Harold Bonny?

- Yes.

- May we come in?

We'd like to ask you a few questions.

- Questions?

Oh, yes, please, come inside.

- Police, something's

happened to Barbara.

- Nothing that we know about.

As a matter of fact,

ma'am, we came to ask

if you could tell us

anything about Barbara's

present whereabouts.

- Why do you wanna know?

- Just a routine matter.

- Routine, routine, is

it routine for the night

to be full of people pounding at the door

looking for my daughter?

- Someone else has been here?

- Yes, a girl.

One of those girls in jackets.

- Was she alone?

- No, I saw more of them

waiting for her outside.

- Was one of them--

- Later, Phil.

First things first.

Mrs. Bonny, I don't mean to alarm you,

but we have reason to

believe that your daughter's life

may be in danger.

- It's about 12.30, a little bit after.

- A squirrel finds the man.

- Oh, she'll find him.

- What's the matter, babe?

You got a saddle?

- Oh, I was just thinking.

Look down there.

It's so quiet and empty.

Like it's deserted.

Like the face of the moon.

You wouldn't think it was a

vandal within a million miles.

- How about that?

- Yeah, how about that?

- I think I was scared or something.

(somber music)

- Sorry.

- It's all right.

I'm just jumpy tonight.

- You got it right.

- Thanks.

It's the first kind

word I've had tonight.

- Boy, this sure is a rotten deal

for a nice kid like you.

I know how you feel.

- I don't like all this either.

- Why are you here?

Part of a street gang.

- Oh heck, guys gotta have friends.

- Yeah, I got

millions of them, haven't I?

- Don't say things like that.

If somebody's around to

want you to have things right,

then you got a friend.

- Sure, like who?

- Well, well like me for instance,

I don't know you, but

I know how you feel.

And I think you got a lousy break

and I'd like to see you get out of it.

- That's fine, just fine.

But you never killed anybody.

You do that.

You've done something that

takes you away from life even.

You're alone and

you're never gonna get back.

- Oh poor kid, poor kid.

Go ahead and cry.

Get it all out of ya.

- I'm sorry.

I'm making a jackass of

myself, but I can't help it.

- No, no, I know.

I know, look, you just take it easy

and don't worry about it,

cause nobody's gonna

hurt you while I'm here.

Cry, cry, cry, cry your

heart out and you'll feel better.

Let it bust out until it's all gone.

Hey, hey maybe you should talk about it.

That helps sometimes.

No, no, you gotta get it off your chest.

Like for instance, when you jumped up,

did you have any idea she

was going over the edge?

Did you think anything at all?

I guess you didn't mean

for it to happen, did ya?

You know.

How do you know you didn't mean this?

At a time like that, anything could

happen in a big blur.

Sure, that's it.

In a blur, you made up

your mind and did it.

You don't remember cause it happened

and you're unconscious.

You're unconscious, my killed man Baker.

I love, in a split

second you're unconscious

and you know how to do something.

It's a jump up, it's a jump up

and you fall on the roof and get killed.

(all laughing)

And he was right.

You're just a moron.

I knew it all along but I put you on.

I had you all good, didn't I?

Didn't I?

(laughing)

I didn't want to have to

tell you any of this, not yet.

But we must find her in

soon or your girl may die.

Very well.

She has a young man.

She loves this young man.

She told me if she ever

went away with anyone,

it would be with him.

Do you know his name?

Eddie Rand.

- Vandals, far move.

Stay by the phone and try not to worry.

We'll have your daughter in half an hour.

- Control, Dunston.

Alert precincts 34, 36, 18, nine and 58.

Send all available cars to the Morgan

Street auto records.

Approach with caution.

Use no sirens,

repeat, use no sirens, out.

- I hope you don't get away.

I hope the Black Widow's

catching work over good

before they toss you to the cops.

Gas chamber's too good for you.

(somber music)

You now become a drunk

and you'll really be set.

You know something?

You deserve whatever happens to you.

You had to find yourself a bootlegger

so you could be like your batty old lady.

- Where did you hear that?

- Eddie told us.

- Us?

- Sure, the whole game.

- He wouldn't do that.

He couldn't have told you.

- Oh yeah?

He spilled all your deep dark secrets.

We got big laughs.

- You're lying.

- I am?

We got kicks over how

misunderstood you think you are.

About how your old man

shoved all the square rules

on how to be good down your

throat and your freak mother.

We heard all about how she made out

with some old bootlegger.

- And it was the only

wild ball she ever had.

What a flip she is.

- He wouldn't do it.

He wouldn't do it.

- Sure, everybody knows

what kind of a jerk you are.

- My mommy and daddy don't

understand me or love me.

So I gotta go out and

be a juvenile delinquent.

- Shut up!

- You ain't no juvenile delinquent.

You ain't got what it takes.

(dramatic music)

- That was a big mistake.

You shouldn't have done that.

I've been awful nice to you.

But that was a mistake too.

Now it's my turn.

So you may as well get ready, doll,

to make the whole scene.

(dramatic music)

(dramatic music)

There's one against that car door there.

One down here on the right.

One in there by the upholstery.

Two in the middle aisle.

One in that heap in the

back and one against the tires.

(dramatic music)

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- Come on, keep getting away!

(dramatic music)

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- They're coming to the warehouse.

Get around to the other side.

(dramatic music)

(woman gasping)

- John, we gotta get out of here.

- Why are you helping me?

- Because I promised I gotta put you on

the road to Phoenix.

(dramatic music)

- Stay back again.

- Tell me what to do.

You tell me.

- Okay.

Okay, I'll tell you.

You've got three choices.

One, you can go through

that door to the widows.

Two, you can jump out the window,

go to the cops and take a

chance on a gas chamber.

Three, you can go to

Phoenix, change your name,

and learn to scuffle.

Now you gotta make up your own mind.

It's the best time you've got to.

- I'm afraid.

- Who isn't?

- The gas chamber.

- Maybe.

- Maybe not.

I'm going up those stairs,

that's the way outta here.

If you wanna go south, you follow me.

I'll be waiting for ya.

Look kid, you're lucky.

You still got a choice.

- Eddie.

Eddie.

The cops are still up the street.

Almost got him.

(dramatic music)

- She going to the cops?

- Yeah, the little crumb.

She got out while the getting was good.

- Well, I guess that's the end of that.

Hey, what do you wanna do now?

I don't know.

Got any ideas, May?

- Might as well duck the fuzz

and go over to the clubhouse.

Can't do anything till

the guys get out of the can.

- Sounds okay to me, huh?

Hey, we can go to

Freddy's and get a beer.

Let's cut.

Come on, Squirt, shake it up.

Just a minute.

I don't think I can.

- Don't do it, Betty, it

wouldn't do you any good.

- I gotta take this

gun back to my father.

It's too late for you,

for me, for all of us.

- See you around.

What's she doing?

- Shut up, Lori.

- You too, Squirt.

My old friends.

- I have to make some new ones.

Come on, let's make it.

(dramatic music)

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