All language subtitles for Rich Man Poor Man s01e01-02.eng

So they've given up:

They're finally done in and the rat is dead
in an alley back of the Wilhemstrasse.

Take a bow G.I.

Take a bow little guy.

The superman of tomorrow lies dead at the feet
of you common men of this afternoon.

This is it, kid.
This is the day.

All the way from Newburyport
to Vladivostok.

You had what it took
and you gave it.

And each of you has a hunk of rainbow
around your helmet.

Seems like free men have done it again!

"Victory in Europe" Night
1945

�� Deutschland, Deutschland �ber alles ��
(Germany, Germany above all in the world)

Yes? - They can hear you clear
out on the street.

�� Deutschland, Deutschland
�ber alles ��

- �� �ber alles ��
- Where do you think you are?

In Germany?
- No, madam... hell.

Mother!

I am in hell.

Baking Parker House rolls.

Good evening, Mr. Boylan.

Good evening, Sam.

- Rudy?
- Yes, ma'am?

Anything wrong?

No, no...
Just a bonfire at the school and a parade.

Why don't you come along?

What's the matter with Julie?

Oh, she's working at the hospital.

Besides...

...I'd rather take you.

You might not believe it,
but...

...there was a time when I didn't
take a backseat at anyone for looks.

You still don't.

Have you seen my yellow pullover?
- Isn't it at...

I put it right there on top.

Unless...

I think I did notice Tom
wearing it and that.

Darn!
I wish he wear his own clothes.

Use your red.
I fixed its sleeves.

Thanks, mom.
That's really great.

See how it looks...

Looks fine!

You hardly notice.

- Let me fix you a bite to eat.
- I gotta run.

I'll grab some rolls.

- Take the fresh.
- Roger!

Hey, that's thrilling, isn't it?

Clap me up, boy. And I ain't puke.

"Oh, Rhett, you are joking and
I thought you were gonna be nice."

"I am being nice for me."

"Scarlett, darling, you are tipsy.
That's what's the matter with you."

"You dare talk--"

- Can you make it?
- Not right now!

- Oh, come on!
- I can't.

- Come on.
- Rudy, I can't.

Not right now.

Ok. I'll see you later.

Who was that?

Oh, just a boy I know, Talbot.
Dubbing a bonfire of the school celebrate.

It's already won?

Did anyone tell you? The germans
gave up. The war is over in Europe.

Hey, make a way for the rangers of Port Phillip
High. I give you Rudy "hot lips" Jordache.

How corny can it get?

Hey, Tommy, you
wanna go to a movie?

Hey, come on guy, even a...

...William Bendix is better that this.

Yes, corporal,
I guess I was praying.

It's all right, Tommy.
There's nothing wrong with praying here.

There are no atheists in foxholes.

Another signal from the enemy, sir.
They demand immediate surrender.

- Any answer, sir?
- Yes.

Tell them to come and get us.

Come on, you sons of guns!

Brooklyn, Rovosky, Tex,

Lechaides.
Hold your positions!

Who wants to live for ever?
- I do!

Who the hell is the wise guy?

Sorry, sport. I got carried away.

You're not. When you're carried at
the movie, you don't claim up.

I said I was sorry!

What do you want me to do?

Just shut up until you earn
a fighting man's right to talk.

That's telling, Albert.

Hey, he's pretty big.

All right! Both out!
Both of you!

Hey, that's no way to talk. Just 'cause
we're too young to be war heroes.

I said out!
Hit the street!

Fine, liar bucket.
Let's see what you got besides talk.

Look, Albert, he's just a kid. You could
get in trouble if you hurt him too bad.

I'm just gonna slap him around a
little bit to get in the message.

Are you sure the soldier
is not gonna hurt that boy?

No, he's just gonna slap him.
Give him a couple of knocks.

Come on, man.
Take it easy.

You... go and hit me big brute.

OK.
You asked for it!

Are you hit enough, Albert?

And th-- that's all folks!

You're not coming back into
this theather. Neither of you.

We didn't even see the movie.
Give us our money back then.

Gladly.

Maybe I just walk your ways,
Miss Prescott.

Oh, I have a friend
who meets me downstairs.

Well, I just see a pants
to walk in oones.

It's not that they mean you any harm.
It's just they're a little frisky, it ain't?

My name is Simms, Arnold Simms.
Leonard let me have some books to read.

- A plays, they were... Eugene O'neal.
- Did you like that?

Yeah, yeah. Specially this one
called "All God's Chillun".

- Yeah. - Maybe we could talk
about this sometime.

- Well, sure, anytime.
- OK. I'll be looking forward to attend.

OK.

- How old are you, Arnold?
- Twenty-two. You?

- Eighteen.
- Good ages, huh.

Yes, I suppose so.
There was no war.

Well, I'm not complaining.
Got me out of St. Louis.

Made a man of me.

Nop.
Not the dumb kid no more.

Seems interesting places
met some interesting folks.

You ever been in Cornwall,
Miss Prescott?

No. I haven't been any place.

Oh, it's nice over there.

Yeah, they got a little old town makes St. Louis
look like it was built day before yesterday.

People real nice there.

Invite you into their homes for Sunday
dinner, and that surprised me.

I always thougth the English
were uppity.

This thougth was the general impression
in the circles in St. Louis

in which I moved in as a young man.

Yeah...
I had a friend in Cornwall.

A girl I met.

Yeah... She was such a
pretty joyous little thing.

Hi!

Oh, hi Rudy!

Rudy, this is Arnold Simms.
Arnold was wounded by a stone in the leg.

Arnold, this is Rudy Jordache.

Jordache...

A name from around this parts? - Oh no, it's
german. My father came over from Germany.

Oh, after the last one.
He was wounded in the leg too.

He do much running your pa'
with lame leg and all.

Not much.
He rows some on the river.

Yeah.
He got to give me a row boat. Yeah.

Row me to Cornwall.

A pleasure to have met you.

See you soon, Miss Prescott.

Good night, Arnold.

Seems like a nice fellow.

Don't people get kissed hello
around here anymore?

We really ought to be going. - Oh, don't
be silly. It's just the shank of the evening.

- Except that I have to get up at 5:00.
- Why would anybody wanna get up at 5:00?

I don't really want to fash you. I have to
deliver bakery, do these buns and stuff like that.

Oh!
Get it to a buttery!

Hey, buddy, thank you. Say
goodbye to your folks. - Cheer!

Coming.
- Her master's voice.

Bye-bye.

If you could have one wish,
what would it be?

That super silliest clown:
"Look at me. I'm Ivy League."

"My folks can afford
to send me to Yale."

- You know what I'd wished?
- "Get it to a buttery". And you laughed.

- Don't you wanna hear my wish?
- I'm changing the subject.

- I wish we could get married.
- Married?

- You don't have to say it like that.
- How would I support you?

With my allowence?

Do you really think we can make it
on a $1.50 a week?

We could go to New York.
You can get jobs playing your horn.

- Everybody says you're good enough.
- New York, huh?

You've been talking at that
Mr. Pollack again, the big drama expert.

Well, he saw "As You Like It" on Broadway. He said
my Rosalind was twice as good as the girl they had.

He said it would be a sin or crime
if I don't take advantage of what I've got.

Just make sure he doesn't take
advantage of what you've got.

And what is that
supposed to mean?

You know what I like about you best of all?
- I want to know just what you're implying.

I like your hair.
The way it smells of lemon soap.

If you keep sitting on that cold cement you'll
freeze your... - Oh mama, for Pete's sakes.

Good evening, Mrs. Prescott.
How are you?

Sleepy, not to give you
a short answer.

Well, I'll be seein' ya.

I spoke to Mr. McLeason's personnel.
He's got a summer job for you.

At Boylan's? -It's good enough for me,
it's good enough for you.

I told him you'll stop by on Saturday.
OK?

OK, mama.

Wake up, my love.

What is it?

Your husband is coming to bed.

You're drunk!

Naturally.

It isn't every day that the
Wehrmacht's nose rock in the dirt.

I didn't know you're such
a yankee patriot.

How could I help but love the country that
took me in regard I was a penniless inmigrant.

Showered me with gracious.
Gave me a warm, passionate, loving wife.

Jesus, Mary and Joseph!

Jesus, Mary, Joseph...
and you.

Four saints in the same bed.

Too many for me.

America...

"Hot lips" Rudy.

America...

Shove over!

- What? - Yeah, shove over!
What do you want? The whole bed?

- What time is it?
- It's late. Go to sleep.

- Where you've been?
- On a movie.

- How was it?
- Lousy.

- Boy, you smell like a wild animal!
- Yeah. Well, I like the way I smell.

- One movie.
- Yeah. It was double feature.

- Where have you been anyway?
- I wouldn't want to destroy your illusions.

Oh, I don't have any.
Not about you.

Oh, you wound me brother.
Because I've always heroe-worship you.

Yeah, yeah.
I know all about it.

- You smell so nice. Like Pepsi
and tooth paste. - Look!

If you don't like my stuff,
keep your hands off it.

- And that goes for my yellow pullover!
- All right, all right!

Go to sleep.

- Hey, Rudy... - Oh, for Pete's sake!
I gotta get up in half an hour.

Are you making out
with that Julie Prescott?

This may come as a shock to you.

But a gentleman
doesn't discuss things like that.

- I knew you weren't getting any.
- You're glad. You just drop the subject, OK?

Just drop it!

You stop in there! Put to sleep!

See what you did?
You woke up the f�hrer.

What are you waiting for?
She's ready. You know that.

If you don't keep your mouth shut...

- You better nail her before somebody else pitch into it.
- I'm warning you! You mind your own business!

It's my business! You're making me
look bad in front of my friends.

- They think you are some sort of
a fruit or something. - What?!

Watch for it!
- All right!

Hit me! Hit me!
Hit me! Hit me!

Come on! Fight, hit me, Rudy.
I could cream you with one hand.

Oh, I got you Rudy!

Place a hand to me,
I'll break your arm.

- It wasn't all his fault.
- Sure it was.

Go to bed.

It's a bad time for me
to be getting up, anyway.

"It wasn't all his fault."

You was gonna make a grandstand play.
Don't you?

- I was just trying to do you a favor.
- Well, don't do me any favors!

I'm gonna sleep.

- Good morning, Rudy.
-- Good morning, Mr. Van Sacks. Anything?

Nothing yet. Sorry.

Boy!

Sir?

Your mother...

says you've been talking about
going to college.

Yes, sir.
I sent in my application.

Well...
I hope you've got plenty of money.

Because I haven't got any to spare.

I applied for Whitby's scholarship.

You heard anything about it?

No, sir. Not yet.

Well... it's too bad I can't help you.
But the money goes.

Don't feel too sorry for yourself.

You always had a full belly
and a place to sleep.

"A man gets hungry enough,
there's nothing he won't do."

Nothing.

You believe that?

I guess so.

What about the sins of the fathers?

You believe their kids have to pay
for what their fathers did?

I'm not so sure that's true.

You better hope it isn't.

Something smells good.

Old man Harris came threw
us some bacon.

Without ration points for a change.

Sit down, sit down.
I'll make you some french toast.

What'd your father want?

It was about college.
He wanted to tell me he can't help me.

He could, you know. He's got the
money some place. I know that.

Hides it away.

Not much, but some.

He's so afraid of being broke again.

He's all messed up with something
that happened to him in Germany.

- The rats? - No, something else,
something worse.

He won't talk about it.
But it's on his mind.

It's changed him.
It's made him mean.

When I first met your father,
he was a...

...a nice young somebody.
Nice looking, too.

So polite, so...

meticulous.
I was impressed.

I was barely 20.

I tell you, it's a mistake to rush
into a thing like marriage too early.

What's the hurry?
"Look around", I always say.

Don't worry, mom.
Nobody's out to get me.

And there is nothing that's going
to keep me from getting my degree.

Hi, pa.

What's the problem?

It's about school.
They want you to come and see 'em.

- Who's "they"?
- This French teacher I got, Miss Lenaut.

Miss Lenaut?

Tell me about it.

"I AM SO HOT"

So, do you know why I told your son
to bring you here today?

No, I don't.
- Eh bien. In the middle of my classroom,

when he was suppose to write his composition,
do you know what he was doing?

No.

This.

I'm afraid I can't read French.

This does not surprise me,

but you missed the point. - Yep, but I know
there's something written in here in French.

I don't know what it says.

"I am hot. I am very hot."

- What's that... you're what?
- I'm nothing.

That is what your son has write right here!
And in very bad French, I might say.

I thought he was here to learn
how to write in good French.

Perhaps it is too much for your brain
to encompass, monsieur Jordache.

But your son has written filth.
And that is what this meeting is about: Filth!

"Hot".
That's "filthy" in French.

I didn't realized that.

- Have you ever been to school?
- In another country.

In whatever country,
was it considered proper for a student,

to draw a picture of his teacher
nude in the classroom?

- Is this supossed to be you?
- Yes, it is.

Yes, yes, yes.
I see the resemblance.

Do teachers pose nude
in the high schools these days?

I can see no further point
in this conversation.

I hoped to keep this out
of the principal's office.

But I'm afraid is not to be.
If I may have the drawing, please?

- You say this is my son's drawing?
- But you can see his name on the bottom.

- You do read, don't you?
- Yeah.

Yes, that's his name.

I guess that's his drawing, all right.

Then please return it to me.
I've had enough of this filthy affair.

No, I'll keep it.
Like you said, it's his property.

I like it. Shows a lot of talent.
I might even have it framed.

Get out of here! You filthy low common
foreigner! And take your filthy son with you!

I am a tax payer.

And I pay good money for this school and
I'll get out when I am good and ready.

Besides, because I've got
something to say to you.

- I am not interested in anything you have
to say to me! - But you'll listen!

If you didn't strut around
with your boobs hanging out

and your tail wiggling in a tight
skirt like some chick putana cheapy.

Maybe young boys wouldn't attempt
to draw pictures like that!

- Besides, this talking will flatter you.
- You...

I know all about you!

"Sale Boche!"
(Dirty kraut)

I don't go for talk like that, you slot!

In 1916, I killed a frenchman with my bare
bayonet and it won't surprise you to know

that I stuck him in the back while
he was trying to run home to mama.

One more thing. I don't live far
from here and I don't mind to walk.

So, if you're thinking of taking
this out on my boy here,

you'd better think twice about it.

Up to now, he's been passing this course.
Leave his marks sure taken that don't drop.

I'll be in to see you.

Come on!

Did you really kill
a Frenchman with a bayonet?

Yeah.

One on ten million.

I killed an Englishman, too.
That was in Hamburg after the war.

- What difference does it make?
- I guess I...

- I just wanted to thank you.
- What for?

- For what you said.
- You don't owe me a damn thing!

"Be my little boy Jim, but then you're Painted
Face and I'm Jim Crow. Come and play."

"Honey, I'd play right up
to the gates of Heaven with you."

That was beautiful, Miss Julie.

It's a little rough. - Have you ever done any
real acting? I mean, professional?

No, just in school. Last year I did
"As You Like It", Rosalind.

And Mr. Pollack, he's the drama teacher.
He said I was better than the girl on Broadway.

What does he know? Good grief,
Got stuck. Better start to clean up.

You know, I think you should take
a shot at New York.

- Cost money.
- Yeah, I guess.

You know, my outfit left Cornwall.
We were right into combat. Then I got hitten.

Well, I am drawing this playing cents.

You know, I got over 800 dollars,

drawing it on my own. - Should make a
nice start for you when you get home.

No, no, what I'm saying is...
help yourself.

- What do you mean?
- Well, I mean it's yours. All of it, any by.

- You would loan to me?
- Why not?

I couldn't. I mean, that's your money.
You earned the hard way.

No say no yet.

You know, last week was the first pass I
took since we were well since Cornwall.

Took a bus at the King's Landing.

I heard there was a color family
up there.

And turned out it was just
one old fellow from South Carolina.

And he was packing up to leave.

Going back South a couple of weeks.

- That's too bad.
- It turned out OK, though.

I got the use of the place. Rest of the time I'm here.
That's King's Landing right next to general stores.

Well, that's nice.

Miss Julie?
Could you sit down just for a sec?

I was thinking about
going up there next Sunday.

Maybe fry some chicken.

The point is I was thinking maybe you'd
like to come up there and enjoy yourself.

Oh... Sunday?

Gee, I don't know, Arnold, I... - Well, you know.
I could go there early and get things started.

I mean, no one have to see...
You know... us on the bus together.

I wish you wouldn't talk like that.
I'm not that way.

What way?

I take people for what they are.

I know that, Miss Julie.
That's why I ask you up there.

Just one human being to another.

Well, I think I'm...
I might be busy next Sunday.

Well, I tell you what.
I'm going up there anyway.

That's King's Landing
right next to general store.

And I'll make enough for both of us.
And you try your best to be there.

If you don't, I'll understand.

Excuse me, Miss Julie.
It's this leg, where I got hit.

Gives me feast after that.

Oh, and about the 800 dollars.
I'll be proud to loan it to you.

You can pay me back, just
whenever, ever. Don't really matter.

Your Boylan's fact looks like the
workouts in David Copperfield.

Like I used to feel, my lady. You're gonna march
right back there first thing Monday morning

and get that job.

You're not spending this summer
sitting on your dove.

- Give my best to aunt B.
- I'll call you tonight.

Oh, I'm going out with Rudy.
- OK. Get home early!

- And behave yourself.
- Yes, mama.

- Hi, you wanna dance?
- Thanks, just the same.

Come on.

What are you worried about?
Jack Armstrong, the old american boy?

What is it, then?

To tell you the truth, I think
you're kind of cute, but...

you just don't fit to my plans, that's all.

- What are your plans?
- Oh, you'd be surprised.

- Not a win.
- No, I guess you wouldn't that.

Bye, now.

If you change your mind, let me know.

- Let's get some air.
- Good idea.

This one.

What did he want?

- Oh, your brother?
- Yeah.

Me, I think.

He's getting too smart.

- Somebody's gonna have to take him down
a peg. - Yeah, but don' t you try it.

You know Meg Callaham?
She was a senior last winter?

- She goes out Dan Panducci.
- Yeah.

Well, she saw him on a fight the other night.
Out in the alley, behind the Criterium.

And she said he was really scary.

He's really getting weird.
I don't know what's the matter with him.

- Yeah, but I do.
- What?

This town.
It's enough to drive anybody wacky.

I know is not exactly
London or Paris.

It isn't even Schenectady.

Look, we've got talk. I got to get out
of this town. I'm on a bus wide open.

We've already been through this.

Yeah, I've been thinking about it.

And I though maybe we can get
a place in Greenwich Village, maybe.

Look, honey, we've gotta face it. I've got
4 years of college to do before we can
even think about getting married.

You can forget the marrying part.
I don't care.

You really are a screwball.
Do you know that?

I mean it.

- Where the hell are you two doing in my car?
- We're discussing post-war priorities.

When you ask a foolish question,
you get a foolish answer.

We're sorry, Mr. Boylan.
We didn't know it was your car.

We acquainted?
I'm sorry.

My mother works for you.
Sue Prescott.

- In Payroll.
- Oh, yes, yes, I think I know her.

To tell you the truth, I don't spend
too much time at the plant.

- It depresses me.
- Yeah, it depresses everybody.

Look, I don't mean to interrupt.
I just came up for a sip of drinkable whiskey.

Would you be kind enough to reach
in the glove compartment for me?

I can stand almost everything about the war,
except those nuclear spirits they serve in there.

I think there is a little folding cup
in another case for you. Be so kind...

My name is Julie.
This is Rudy Jordache.

- You play a nice horn, Jordache.
- Oh, thank you.

I'd like your opinion on the brandy.

It's being knocking around the cellars
since Noah was a propman.

Yeah, can't fly on one wing.

No, thank you.

I've gotta be getting back.
It's time for the next set.

Maybe later, then.

By the way,
if you'll need a transportation...

- I'll be happy to give you a lift home.
- Thank you.

I appreciate that.
Well, we see you later.

And now here is the Brown Dot hit:
"I Love You For Sentimental Reasons".

Is the aired first big hit better, Jordache?

Oh, I'm not gonna be
a trumpet player, Mr. Boylan.

Why not? It's something good
enough to make a living at it.

- I'm not ready to settle for that.
- For what?

Just making a living. Nickel and diming it.
That doesn't fit in with my plans at all.

Yeah, bully for you!
Is the spirit that made America great.

That may be a joke to you, Mr. Boylan.
But there is nothing too damn funny about being poor.

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you.
- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you either.

You ever think earning a lot of money
makes you happy?

I don't know, Mr. Boylan.
But I sure like a chance to find out first hand.

As a strong, as expected you will.

Matter of fact, we were a corporation,
I'd buy shares right now.

- Taking you're going on to college.
- Oh yes, sir.

Do you know a place called Whitby?

- Oh, yes.
- I applied for a grant-in-aid over there.

You gonna get it?
- Well, that's the 64 dollar question.

You have any trouble with Whitby,
you let me know.

Perhaps I might... pull a string at you.

Oh, thanks!

Yeah, thanks a lot.

Will I put my foot in it?

Oh, no. I'm just been trying to get him
to come to NY and live in sin with me.

That's sparkless.
Need a housekeeper?

- I also do card tricks.
- Oh, don't mind Julie. She's so stuck.

Sorry to hear that.

Which way do I go? - Take a left. You might as
well drop Julie on first. She's the closest.

- I'll be back.
- Take all the time you like.

Hey!
Hey, Julie!

Hey? Julie?

- What's the matter with you?
- Sometimes I really hate you!

Wait a minute, hold the phone.
Let's review the beating here! What did I do?

Well, not that really matters, but I used up the
whole week rations points to get us a ham steak.

Look, let's keep it down the roar.
It's not use making your mother up.

I supposed it slipped your mind that my
mother spent the night in Poughkeepsie?

I really think you meant it.

Forget it. Your ride is waiting.

Hey, look.
This isn't something you do lightly.

It isn't something you do at all.

Just get out of here.

- Julie!
- Get out of here, please!

- OK, look. I'l call you in the morning.
- Don't bother!

All right, damn it!
I won't!

Oh, hi mom.

- Had a nice time?
- Oh, never again.

That aunt of yours is a crazy woman.

- Going some place?
- Yeah, I don't know.

Maybe not.
Anyway, I'll see you later.

Hi.

Hi, Mrs. Prescott. Is Julie around?

- You just missed her.
- Oh... well...

Thanks.

Hi. How are you?

Good day.

Yes, miss?

- This bus goes to King's Landing?
- Everyday. Hop on board.

Rudy has a birthday on the 31st.
He needs some city clothes.

We'll see.

I promised him!

That was very generous of you.

I notice people are very generous
with the money I make.

I work for it, too.

8 hours a day. 6 days a week. 52 weeks
a year. Down there behind that counter.

You're telling your life have been
a disappointment to you. Is that it?

I'm not complaining.

Why not?
It's a free country so I hear.

- If you feel cheated by life, say so.
- I don't. I just wish...

- You just wish what?
- Never mind.

Speak freely.
You're among friends.

I just keep wishing that you've gone in the
partners with your brother that time.

He sat right in that chair
and he begged you.

- For 2000 dollars.
- We had it!

But I knew something my brother didn't.

- What?
- That he's a damn fool!

A fool with a two-story house
bought and paid for.

- But he's still a damn fool.
- And we live above a bakery.

Where you should live?
In a castle on the Rhine?

Entertaining the crown heads of Europe?
Maybe you have royal blood.

Maybe you are a Hohenzollern. Yeah?
We'll never know, will we?

Seeing that your loving palace
left you on a basket on a church steps.

That use to bother me.
It doesn't anymore.

I don't think anything
bothers you anymore.

Look at you, 40 years old.
You look like an old woman.

Maybe I feel like an old woman
with two unbaptized sons and...

- a husband that draws me out of
the church. - The hell with the church!

You know who's down there, Mrs.
Dombrovsky. She might have heard you.

Ought to have it, Mrs. Dombrovsky!

Isn't it enough to have the neighborhood
goes clear across town, to O'Brien's for their bread.

If they won't stand bread,
they stand look out.

You won't be satisfied, will you, until you
drive the last of our customers away?

What's the difference?

If the supermarket comes, we all
be in the same boat anyhow.

Me, O'Brien, the italian grocer down
the street. We all be out of business.

You don't even know there will be a
supermarket? - There'll be one, all right.

What makes you so sure?
- There was a wane again last week.

This whole block of buildings is coming down.
You'll see.

What do we do then?

God knows!

King's Landing.

Thank you.

You're looking for anything special, Miss?
- Oh no, I'm...

When does the bus stop here?
- Just did.

Oh no, I mean, the other way.
Back to Port Phillip.

3:30, if it's on time.
Sometimes it is.

Hello!
- Oh, hi.

Miss Prescott.
What are you doing way up here?

Oh, just exploring.

All by yourself?

Well, is such a nice day. Lots of times
I just take off on little expeditions.

Where's...
What name you call it?

Young man with the horn, Rudy.

I wouldn't know.

I was just waiting for the bus.
- It won't be along for quite a while.

Well, I don't mind.
It's so nice and peaceful here.

I know a place that's even nicer.
And they serve daiquiris.

D-o-c-k-e-r-y?

D-a-i-q-u-i-r-i.

Ask a foolish question.
You get a foolish answer.

Bernard?

What's your pleasure, Mr. Boylan?

Wild horses couldn't drag it out,
not even I.

I need right now a couple
of more daiquiris.

In fact, why don't you bring us a
large shaker full. - Yes, sir.

You are 18?
- Last April.

That's too bad.

I always hoped in some small way to make a
contribution to delinquency on a minor before I go.

Oh, wow, I am impressed!

My grandfather built it.
- It's beautiful.

And we owe it all to child labor
and substandard working condition.

I'm afraid I can't offer you
any fried chicken.

Well, what can you offer me?

Almost anything else.

Julie?

Hi.

Can I tell you something?

You're beautiful, pet.
You're very beautiful.

I think so, too.

I would like to buy you a red dress.

When you walk into a room,
hair and those eyes of yours...

you know men will drop to their knees.

What time is it?

Time to take you home, I'm afraid.

What's for breakfast?

Why don't you get up
some morning and find out.

That's funny, monkey.
- You can take a cherry piece treat if you want.

Not a fresh one!

My father is a baker and I don't even know
what a fresh piece of pastry taste like.

I'll get it.

I got it!

Ten to one is not her.
- Hello.

Yes, ma'am.
Two dozen kaiser rolls.

Yes, ma'am, I'll ride 'em right over.

I told you, you missed
the boat there "hot lips".

The voice of experience.
- Yeah.

You know what they say:
Think hard never won for your lady.

Tom, you come back here.

This cup is not going to fly back
into the kitchen by itself!

I don't know how two boys
can be so different.

It's like I always knew
I'd turned out, though.

The day I found out I was going
to have you, I cried.

I just sat on and cried.

Game, may I please have your attention!

You're each responsible for your
own cap and gown.

Now, if anybody should lose his or
hers between now and next Friday,

you will not graduate with the group.

Thank you.

Hi, Jordache. I'm Arnold Simms.

Yes, how are you?
- Yeah, yeah.

I was hoping to see Miss Julie Prescott.

She hadn't been around the
hospital last week or so.

But she hasn't been at school either.
- I was hoping you give a message for me.

Tell her I wanna thank her for
everything she did for the troops.

Well, the truth of the matter is I haven't
had much luck getting in touch with her myself, but...

Well, I'll do my best!
- I'll appreciate it.

Is there anything else?
- Well, there is one thing.

A soldier named Talbot Hughes...

She used to read to him.

She'll remember.

What about him?

Kicked the bucket.
We buried him yesterday.

Craps!

I've got 3 bucks down.
Let's go, let's go, come on!

Take a buck. What's fuzzy, cuz?
- There is good news tonight.

So, give it.

Take it easy, old weasel.
Your lass longs.

Boys, here it is.
There is a 7, it's a 7!

Give it to me!
Save my place!

So, what is it? What is it?

Guess who I saw getting into
Teddy Boylan's car just now.

You pull me away from my crap
game for something like that?

Julie Prescott!

Are you sure? - She got into his car right in
front of Bernstein's Department Store.

I think they went to his place.

Let alone me!

I follow them hill way up. I got my brother's Stickly.
You wanna scoop it out? - Scoop it out, men!

Let's leave it here.

Hey, what now?
- You, me, over the wall.

Hey, come on, come on.

Don't be such a sissy.
- Hold on, hold on.

Come on.
- Got my own system here.

Hey, leave me alone, will ya?

Like an old lady.

Hey, you know, we're trespassing.

Go ahead, pretend like you're
Randolph Scott at a command on raid.

Gone home!
Go on!

Hey, there's no lights on upstairs.

There's a lot of things you can do
in the dark, buddy boy.

Let's go through the greenhouse.

Hey, maybe they're not even here.
- Bite down.

Maybe he dropped her off home
or something.

Just relax, will ya?

Would be great if we got shot for trespassing
and she wasn't even here. - She's here.

Hang on for a minute.

This isn't my idea of a big adventure,
you know.

Wow, take a look at that.
- What, what, what?

What, what?
- No, no, no. You're too young to look.

Come on, come on.
- Oh, that is the John!

Who, who?

Boyland. Take a look.

What a way to walk around the house.
- Yeah.

Ran out of Benedictine.
How about Grand Marnier?

Julie?
- See? I told ya.

Hey, there he goes.

If that stupid brother of mine could...

What is it?

Rudy's got Civil Defense tonight.
- So what?

What?
- It's too funny. This is too funny.

What?
- Come on, come on.

Just a little smoke, but it might do it.
- Yeah.

Come on, come on, come on!
Let's go! Get out of here!

Come on, Claude! Let's go!
Come on, Claude, that's enough!

Claude, it's going too fast.
Let's get out of here.

What are you thinking about?

One occasion.

You have to talk like that?

I never did till I met you.

I don't talk that way.
- It's because you're a hypocrite.

Anything I can do I couldn't prename you.
In fact...

I though I saw something.
The flick of something.

It's the greenhouse.

Operator?
- Come on!

Hey, Tom!

Claude, get out of there!
- Tom!

Claude!

Tom, my arm's on fire!
- Hey, Tom, come! - Get out of there!

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!

My God, what did I do?
- Don't run. Don't run. Roll over!

Roll over!

Please, help me.
Ouch, God, it's burning!

It hurts! Help! Help!

Come on, get up!

Get out of here!
Get out, come on!

Magnum, open the gates.
- Yes, sir.

You mind?

Where are we going?
- It's a back road.

If you're worried about my reputation,
don't bother. It's already shot.

Mine isn't.

Oh, it's starting to hurt.
It's starting to hurt some awful.

I brought you to your uncle.
He'll take care of you.

What am I gonna tell him?
- Don't tell him any more you have to. - OK, OK.

And if you do tell him anything...
Are you listening to me?

If you do tell him anything,
don't mention my name! - I won't.

It's gonna be a hell of stink
around this town tomorrow.

And if I found out you gave me
away, I'll kill ya!

Hey, Tom...
- You heard me. I'll kill ya!

Tomorrow night, same place?
- I don't think so.

Julie?

What do you mean?

I mean I don't think I'll meet you
at the same place tomorrow.

I'll be damned.

Hi, mom.
You're up pretty late.

Rudy called earlier.

Rudy... what'd he want?

He left a message. Something about
the hospital. I wrote it down.

Why don't you just tell him
if you don't wanna see him anymore?

Oh, I don't know...

I don't know how I feel
about anything, except...

Except what?

Oh mama, look. There is no way I can
stay in Port Phillip. Just no way.

I came around with the same conclusion.

I... Rudy asked me if you were
graduating with your class.

I told him I though you'd already graduated.

Is that what you're looking for?

You're like your father.
God help you.

I hope you have more luck than he did.
- I'll make my luck.

Yeah, sure.

I will, you'll see!

Rudy, Rudy, is here.
Whitby College.

Must be from the Dean of Admissions.

You Mary Full of Grace. The Lord is
with you. Blessed are you among...

"Regarding your application for a scholarship,
it is with sincere regret...".

It's not fair.

You tried so hard. It's not fair.

That's OK, mama.

It really is.

Did anybody tell you?
The war is over.

I'm sorry, Talbot.

Hi, Rudy.

How are you?

Fine. I don't know.

I stopped by your house.
I've been trying to...

Your mother tells me you're leaving.

It's that all?
- What?

What else did she say?
- Nothing.

She said she finally decided you are
old enough to take care of yourself in NY.

Well, we kind of decide that together.

Excuse me.

Where will you be staying?
- In New York?

I don't know.
Some place handy... The Barbizon maybe.

The Barbizon?
- Ladies only. No men above de mezzanine.

I'll write you as soon as I get settled.

Listen, I wanted to tell you...
I'm sorry about what happened the other night.

There's no need to be sorry. You were right.
- No, I was plain out of my mind. Crazy is what I was.

I've thinking about that Greenwich Village idea of yours.
- It wouldn't work, Rudy.

Why not? I could go to college
right there part time. NYU in Manhattan.

I don't think so.

But why?

You were all afford a couple of weeks ago.

What happened?

I don't know, Rudy. Maybe I just grew up
- I wish you wouldn't talk like that.

Like what?
- Like something is over.

Well, maybe it is in a way.
- Not as far as I am concerned.

Listen, Julie.

I've been in love with you
ever since I can remember, Julie.

And I never ever though on any kind
of life other that us being together.

This is my corner.

Julie.

Bye, Rudy.

�� Happy Birthday to you ��

�� Happy Birthday to you ��

�� Happy Birthday, dear Rudy ��

�� Happy Birthday to you ��

All right, all right. Try to blow
off the candles. Quite everybody!

Now the birthday boy makes a wish.

That's really some cake.
Thanks, pa.

Ma.

Tom, would you get the ice cream
from the ice box?

Jawvohl.
(Yes, sir.)

Happy Birthday.

It's from all of us.
It's a shirt.

Gee. That's nice.
- I'm sorry.

Sorry for what?
It's exactly what I wanted.

Too sorry we're not rich.

And afford dealership in California
in a two story house.

She's sorry we could not afford to buy you
a right suit of law... - Please, don't!

Not today.

It's the truth, isn't it?
"And the truth shall make us free."

Can we even pretend for one day
that we are a family?

Why do we have to keep tearing
at each other?

Mama...

Who would that be?

Mama...

Don't cry, please.

Just one big happy family...

Tom, come down here!

May I be excused?

These gentlemen here would like
to have a word with you.

Hi, Mr. Tinker!

Hello, Doctor.

How's Claude?
I've been meaning to get over and see him.

Claude's in Chicago.

These gentlemen were just telling me
about that fire.

What fire is that?

Is no use to try to hide it. Claude told us
the whole thing. His party and yours.

Hope you're proud of that gutless little slob...
- So, you don't deny it, your party?

Hold the horse, mister.
I'll handle it.

Did you set fire to Boylan's
greenhouse or didn't you?

What if I did? - If Boylan's lawyers
ever find out who set that fire,

they'll sue us,
for the savings of a lifetime.

And no collect!

So, you see.
We are in this together.

So?

My son is staying
with my sister in Chicago,

until his arm heals.
Then I'm sending him to military school.

Personally, I don't care
if he never comes back to this town!

If you know what's good for you,
you'll get him out of town and kick him out.

Don't worry, Tinker.
He'll be on his way tonight.

See that he is.
- All right. I've had enough of both of you!

Get out!

I think we ought go now, Claude.
I'm sure Mr. Jordache will do the proper thing.

You're getting off easy, all of you!

From the day you were born,
you were nothing but bad news.

And now you've hung a sword
over my head.

They terminate.
You've got something coming to you!

It's your father. He's hurt.
Help him, Rudy.

Help him!

Stay away from me.

Stay away from me.

All of you.

The next bus for NY is
six o'clock in the morning.

It's a train connection from there.

I called uncle Harold. Who'll be
expecting him at the end of the week.

No, thanks.

Your mother all right?
- Yes, sir.

Promise me...

you'll always take care
of her whatever happens to me.

What do you mean?
Nothing is gonna happen to you, pa.

I had a visitor today...

I didn't tell your mother.

Mr. Harris.

The landlord? - They will be tearing
the building down pretty soon now.

For a supermarket.
- What are we gonna do, pa?

With the little money
I never told your mother about...

Maybe...

Maybe...

I could find another
Englishman along the river.

An Englishman?

I never told you about it, did I?
No, I guess not.

It's how I came to America.

In Hamburg,
I found a drunken Englishman,

who's waving his money around
to the St. Paulie district.

He put on a fight. The English don't
give up anything without a fight.

But I had a knife.

I took his wallet and
I dropped him into the canal.

I suppose I shouldn't have told you that.

I'm glad you did.

But who really understands
each other in this world?

Pa...

Why don't you get some sleep?

Let me put in the hours down here.
- No.

This is my pennance.

The sins of the fathers.

I asked you about that, huh?

I may not be leaving you much.
But I'm sure leaving you sins to care, huh?

Two man killed...
What I did to your mother...

Little Tom grew up like wild grass. Huh?

God watches. - But I though you
didn't believe in God, pa.

Pay up.

Pay up, God says.

Pay up, sinner!

You sure you don't want me
to take over for you?

Just see that Tom gets on his way.
- Yes, sir.

Rudy.

I'm sorry.

I try to do my best.

Thank you.

Tom.
- Huh?

Here is your ticket.
Here is what's left of the hundred.

Change trains in Chicago.
Shouldn't be more than a 2 hour lay over.

Uncle Harold will be expecting you.

You got the bed to yourself at last.
Huh, Rudy?

What is it all about?

He teared over me ones too oftens,
so I put him.

All right, I guess this is me.

Take it easy, greasy. I'll think of you when
I'm working on uncle Harold's garage.

Was it because of me?
- What?

The fight? You leaving?
- No.

What then?
- You really wanna know?

You heard of the fire at the Boylan's
place? - Yeah.

I set it.
- You did what?

Claude Tinker and I. We set the fire.
- You must be crazy. What did do you that for?

You really wanna know?
- Yes, why?

Beats the hell out of me.

Happy birthday, buddy boy!

What'd you say to your father last night?
- Nothing, why?

He's gonna give you the money.
- What money?

You're going to college.

I'm going to college!

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