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Original subtitles

[upbeat orchestral music]

[moves to melancholy orchestral music]

- Aw, you guys go ahead and wipe off the court.

I'll wait here for Jimmy.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

Ow!

[suspenseful dramatic music]

Hey!

That kid stole our equipment money!

[suspenseful dramatic music]

- Hey!

- Don't let 'em get me!

They broke into our clubhouse.

We've been saving some nickels

and dimes to get some new tennis balls.

They tried to swipe our money.

- In broad daylight?

- I tried to fight 'em off.

It was me against 10.

They even slammed the window in my arm.

I tried to yell for the police.

That's when they chased me.

- Alright, you and me.

We'll go back and settle this.

- Oh no!

They said they'd kill me if I turned 'em in.

Just drop me off at the bridge.

- Look kid, I'll help you, but you can't

let people get away with things like this.

[siren wailing]

- License please.

- Hey you're one of the rat pack!

These are the guys that robbed that kid.

- Just give me the license please.

- I don't seem to be getting through to you.

- License.

- Well I had it.

I know I had it.

Just a minute ago when I turned around to look at you

I could feel it against the...

The kid.

Nobody uh, slammed a window on his arm,

and nobody stole a tennis ball fund.

- Well if we catch him,

we'll try and get your wallet back too.

You better give me your name and address.

- Tod Stiles, Viking Marina Inn.

[dramatic orchestral music]

[soft orchestral music]

- Stiles?

First name's Evan.

Surname, Corelli, your choice.

- It occurs to me I never shook hands before

with anybody who was left-handed.

- Oh.

Well what did you think of him?

- Who?

- Why did you assume that I was left-handed?

- Well you put out your left hand.

- Oh.

It's conclusions.

See, actually I'm right-handed.

- What did I think of whom?

- I don't get a vacation this year, too much work.

So I'm taking two weeks in the left-handed culture,

sort of a trip to Patagonia.

The boy.

This morning.

- You catch him?

- You also assume that I'm a cop?

- City County Welfare.

- A right-handed social worker.

Couldn't tell, could ya?

- Why you have an unusual approach.

What did I think of him?

He looked hungry, he needed a haircut,

a new pair of pants, and a hickory stick across his bottom.

- Well let's say he comes around again.

What do you do?

- Grab him, shake my wallet out, and whistle for the cops.

- Once more.

What do you do?

- Call you?

- That's right.

I would appreciate it.

- Who is this kid?

- His name is Joby Paxton.

Male caucasian, age 13, height 4'11, weighs 85 pounds.

No scars, no deformities, no parents.

- What makes you think I'll see him again?

- Well if I know Joby, he's got you tagged as a mark,

a pigeon.

Either that, or something much more.

- Like what?

- Well there's no point laying it out in advance.

Might spoil it.

- That's alright, I don't mind.

- Oh I don't mean for you, for him.

My home number's on the card.

Any hour, day or night.

Okay?

[melancholy orchestral music]

[faint crowd cheer]

- There is however another possibility.

15,000 million years from now,

the sun having exhausted its stock of hydrogen,

will relapse towards a status of a white dwarf.

It's possible it will then pass through the nova stage.

In this event, the earth and all the other planets will

be vaporized, at any rate their inner layers will melt.

The consequences for anything still living at that time

would be catastrophic.

But whether the end is to be refrigeration or ignition,

the future span of life on earth would appear to be limited

at most to 10 to the tenth power years,

roughly 100 billion years yet to-- [faint crowd cheers]

[melancholy orchestral music]

[muffled chatter] [melancholy orchestral music]

[splash]

[suspenseful orchestral music]

- Which is it, a mark and a pigeon, or something more?

- Go ahead, check it.

What did Corelli want?

- Why did you take my wallet?

- Pretty corny story about the clubhouse, wasn't it?

I can see you deserve better,

but at the time I was short of breath.

Those guys chased me for blocks.

You can't think your best when oxygen leaves your brain.

How else was I gonna know who you were?

How else could I come and say thanks?

So thanks.

And what did Corelli want?

- A call.

Anytime of the day or night.

- Would you send up two hamburgers

and two chocolate milkshakes please?

- I gotta get goin'.

- I can't eat both hamburgers myself.

- I'm not a bird mister.

I'm trying to put salt on my tail.

Just in case you're planning to call Corelli as soon as I

leave, by the time he gets here I'll be three miles away.

- Okay Joby.

No salt, no Corelli.

See you around, huh?

- Why do grown-ups, most of 'em anyway,

always feel sorry for kids?

[melancholy orchestral music]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[melancholy orchestral music]

[moves to suspenseful orchestral music]

[door swinging]

- [Woman] I'm gonna repaint the room tomorrow Ms. McKay.

You can move in Wednesday.

We're glad to have you with us.

[suspenseful orchestral music]

- So you gonna take it? - Yes.

- In spite of the fact there are children in the house?

- You can't expect everyone to love children.

- Susie?

- Can you see me?

- Behind the chair.

[giggles] - Guess again.

- Under the bed.

[groaning] - Oh.

- Come on out Susie.

- Mrs. Conwell says you control your voice

in a cave and it comes back.

That's an echo.

Joby, can you see an echo coming back?

- Why should you see an echo if you can't see a voice?

Come on out.

- You came earlier last night.

- Hold still, I got something to talk about.

- Tell me about our cat?

- I told you about that old cat 10,000 times.

That's not what I wanna talk about.

- [Susie] No Joby, tell me.

- I met a man today.

He may be the one.

He may not.

But I got this feelin', you know Susie?

- I'll cry if you don't tell me about the cat.

- Go ahead and cry.

- Just tell me about the part

how he made the noise when he drank milk.

- With his tongue.

He had a tongue like sandpaper.

He'd stick it out and scrape the milk

and curl it back into his mouth.

- I like my way better.

- I don't care.

Cats don't drink milk through their whiskers anyway.

- Beechy did.

- Okay, Beechy drank milk through his whiskers.

They treatin' you alright here?

- I like Mrs. Conwell.

Her hands are scratchy, but I like them.

Like mommy's hands.

- It won't be much longer.

I almost got enough money.

I may not come for a night or two Susie.

They almost caught me today.

[doorknob click] [suspenseful music]

- Joby.

We've missed you.

Have you eaten?

We're gonna paint your room Joby!

Burty!

[suspenseful orchestral music]

- Joby!

[melancholy orchestral music]

- Come on.

- You must have to be someplace.

I'll uh, I'll give you a call later today.

- Oh no, don't let the hat fool you.

I always wear it on my coffee break.

My father taught me, he said Evan, "Wear a hat,

"walk fast, you'll be rich by the time you're 35."

You want some coffee?

- Yeah, thanks.

- You know, my wife goes to a beauty parlor every Thursday.

There's a girl named Marcie who does her hair.

You know what Marcie had to do before

she could put a comb to my wife's hair?

She had to go to school for seven months,

serve an apprenticeship, pass a state examination,

and put down hard money for the license.

Now let me ask you,

how much study does it take to become a parent?

Want sugar?

- Uh, no.

- We picked the Conwells over on Buffalo.

You think it bothers me that Joby rejected our choice?

It bothers me.

You see, his natural father was a truck driver.

His mother never finished high school.

So on the face of things, nobody going nowhere.

But there was one thing they weren't,

they weren't amateur parents.

They had a, a secret way with their kids.

They made Joby self-reliant.

Maybe, maybe too self-reliant.

In the world where the goof-off is king,

self-reliance can bury you.

What did he say to you when he brought your wallet back?

- How do you know he brought it back?

- There's a bulge in your back pocket.

- Nothing.

He said nothing. - Hmm.

He's really playing you.

He's saving you for the big one, whatever that is.

I wish I knew.

- For a guy who claims he doesn't know, you run on a lot.

- Well,

he needs to respect somebody

the way he respected his father.

I wish it could've been me, but,

see, he blames me for pickin' the Conwells.

It's not that I need his respect.

He needs to give it.

If not to me, then to some other man.

He lost his mother and father in May.

They were fishing for bonito in the Gulf,

trying to set a better table.

Had one of those rent 'em by the hour skips.

[mumbles]

Later on on Qatray Island

they found the hull with the bonito attached to it.

That was all.

I've gotta get back to work.

- Mr. Corelli.

[sighs] I can't get him out of my mind.

- Stiles,

before you volunteer, let me tell you about the Conwells.

They're decent, ordinary, run of the mill people.

Never hurt each other nor anybody else.

They had no kids of their own,

and strong motives for wanting to love children,

other than the 40 bucks a month from the welfare department.

So I moved Joby and Susie in.

Susie is his sister.

Joby took it for two weeks, and he ran away

one night after what happened to the towel.

You see, he'd been out in the garage

greasing a bicycle gear.

When he finished he went inside,

wiped his hands on a clean white towel.

I think he did it deliberately as a kind of a test.

Anyway,

sat down, ate his dinner,

and waited for the explosion.

Well, there wasn't any explosion.

So he went back to the bathroom

to see if they'd found that dirty towel.

It wasn't there.

And in it's place was a fresh one, folded, waiting for him,

just clean and shining forgiveness.

I can just see Joby standing there glaring at that clean

towel, thinking of the scene between the two people like,

let's show him our love, let's be nice,

let's pretend it never happened.

So he cut out,

and he's been a fugitive for three months.

The Conwells are still confused.

They can't see what they did that was wrong.

- If he'd been my kid I'd have belted him.

[melancholy orchestral music]

[crackling]

- Uh Miss.

I'm with the guys in the red convertible.

Hamburger with, and a root beer.

Gotta make a call.

Don't want it to get cold.

[playful orchestral music]

[moves to slow orchestral music]

How many craters are there on the moon?

- Dark or light side?

- My dad knew.

- You know, it might surprise you to learn

some people actually prefer using a door.

- 184.

My dad could name 'em all.

Startin' with hailmots, and ending with synophonies.

- Pretty smart.

- Drove a truck.

But he knew more than all the teachers I ever had.

How far is it to the nearest galaxy?

- Where can I drop you?

- You didn't answer me.

- Well I figure a kid who knows how many craters

are on the moon already has all the answers.

- There's a beer parlor on Highway 181.

Drop me there.

[melancholy orchestral music]

[faint jazzy swing music]

I don't guess you're thirsty or anything?

- Yeah, as a matter of fact I am.

Can I bring you something?

- Oh that's okay.

They know me.

[faint jazzy swing music]

Hi George, Fred, Dimples.

- Hey fellas, look who's here.

- Hi Joby.

- I'll have a beer.

- How much did they pay ya?

Didn't fool me for a minute.

I heard every word you said.

He tried to turn me in.

- In here buddy.

We don't go outside to settle it if we got a beef.

We do it right here on the spot.

- Joby, what is this?

- He's tough.

He'll take two of ya.

- To carry him out.

- I'm only tellin' you what he told me.

He only fights two guys at a time.

- Okay, it the word.

[smacks] [groans]

[faint jazzy swing music]

- Why?

- Got a bad cut there.

I'll soak this and be right back.

- I asked you a question.

- You did great.

Man, you got a sweet left hook.

Your footwork's better than dad's.

You're right cross.

Now he woulda taken ya, I think.

Anyway, that's one I'd love to have seen.

- Better than dad's, huh?

- He always took 'em two at a time.

- Okay Joby.

[melancholy orchestral music]

[moves to dramatic orchestral music]

[melancholy orchestral music]

Suppose I manage to get it?

Where do I find you?

- You've got to get it.

Don't let anybody else get it.

You promise?

- Promise.

- I gotta go now. - Joby.

I know where there's a spare bed at my hotel.

- Your ribs any better?

- Ah, those two guys weren't so tough.

- Don't forget, tomorrow, ten sharp.

You promised.

[melancholy orchestral music]

- Next is Lot 616 consisting of four sealed barrels

which I'll sell separately,

a living room and a bedroom suite sold by the room.

And a very valuable telescope.

All the proceeds of Lot 616 are to be turned over to the

welfare department for deposit in a special trust fund

for the surviving children of Charles and Sarah Paxton,

recently deceased.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is a very valuable telescope.

It's been appraised at $350.

With it you can watch the stars, and you can watch

your friends and neighbors and kiddies at play.

What am I offered for this valuable telescope?

Do I hear a hundred dollars?

Do I hear a hundred, do I hear a 50?

- $10. - I have 10.

I have 10, want a 20, want a 20, want a 20?

Gotta 10, want a 20, want a 20, want a 20?

- 15.

- I have $15, thank you.

I've got a 15, want a 20, got a 15, want a 20, want a 20,

want a 20, got a 15.

- 20. - Got a 20.

I got a 20, want a five, I've got a 20, want a five.

Got a 25 back there, you're out of one of 30.

I want a 30, got a 25 back there, I want a 30,

want a 30, want a 30, want a 30, want a 30?

- 30. - I have a 30, want a five.

I have a 30, want a five.

Got 35, now 40.

Want a 40, want a 40, want a 40, want a 40?

- 40. - Got a $40.

Now five, gotta 40, want a 45, got a 45, now 50.

Got 45, want a 50, want a 50, want a 50, want a 50?

Got a 45, want a 50-- - 47.50

- I've got 47.50, now 50?

47.50, want a half, want a half, you gotta half?

Got a $50, want a five, want a five, want a five,

want a five. - 55.

- Got a 55, you're out back there sir.

Got a 50, now I want a 60.

- 65.

- Ah, 65, now we're going out of 65, now 70.

You got a 65, want a 70, want a 70,

want a 70. - 70.

- Got $70, want 75.

I've got a 70, want 75, 75, 75, 75--

- 85.

- At $85 we're rollin' now.

I've got 85, want a 90, want a 90, want a 90, want 90.

Got 85, want a 90, want a 90, want a 90.

Got 85, want a 90, got 85, want a 90, want a 90.

Goin' over here for $85, going for $85, all through?

Goin' once for 85, goin' twice for 85?

Sold.

$85.

Next we'll sell one of these barrels up here folks.

These barrels with contents.

We don't know what's in 'em.

They're sealed, they were brought in here for storage.

- Tod Stiles, Viking Marina Inn.

- We're you gonna meet him? - Stiles.

- When can I pick that up?

- Oh, right after the auction sir.

I would say it'll be about 11 o'clock.

- Do you know how many craters there are on the moon?

[melancholy orchestral music] [bid caller chanting]

[chatter]

- Susie.

- Hey Jody! - Come out and play!

- C'mon, c'mon Jo! - C'mon guys, cut out.

- [Boy] See ya.

- I saved you some rice pudding.

Mrs. Conwell uses lots of cinnamon and real cream on top.

- Listen Susie, it's Sunday, for sure.

- Won't keep 'til Sunday.

Can't you come by tonight?

- No, we're leavin' Sunday from Robstown.

- That man you met the other day,

he didn't turn out to be the one?

- We'll find out Sunday.

If he's the one we'll go with him.

If he's not we'll get on the bus.

You better start packin' tonight.

But don't let Mrs. Conwell catch ya.

- She's gonna cry when I leave.

- You only take one doll you hear, that's all.

We can't go luggin' a buncha dolls around.

- You don't know anything.

I haven't played with dolls for years.

- So how come you got 'em all over that room she gave ya?

- Joby. - Yeah?

- Do you think we're doing right?

- Don't you remember anything dad and mom taught us?

- But I know the Conwells love us.

- Is that all you want, is to be loved like

one of your old dolls?

- But I'm only a child.

- That's right, a child, not a doll.

- Will you tell me about Beechy whenever I ask you?

And Buff, how he ran under the car?

And Chirper?

- Beechy's dead, Buff's dead, Chirper's dead.

I don't wanna talk about 'em ever again.

- I only asked you 'cause I thought

it made you feel better to talk about them.

I'll pack and I'll only take one doll.

I think I'll take Jam-Jam.

- Okay, then it's set.

- I don't like to hurt Mrs. Conwell,

but it's more important that I help you Joby.

I have to look after you.

I have to go where you go, 'cause you need me.

[tires screech]

- Only Jam-Jam!

[suspenseful orchestral music]

[dog barks]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[melancholy orchestral music]

- Well I got it.

- How much?

- It's a present.

- I don't want any presents, I wanna pay for it.

- Okay.

$12 and 25 cents.

- Show me the receipt.

- Hey, you think I'm cheating you?

You think maybe it was only 10 bucks?

- I trust you.

I'll give you the money Sunday morning.

- Is that all?

- Okay, I'll get it now.

- I was waiting for a nice little word like thanks.

- I'm sorry.

Thanks.

Now where is it? - My room.

- Can we get it now?

[chuckles] - Alright.

- North of here's a town called Robstown.

How'd you like to drive me over Sunday?

- What's in Robstown?

- Only the highest hill in Texas, that's all.

Soon as it gets dark I can get up there

and really give that telescope a workout.

You don't have to stick around, just drop me off.

- Joby, I drove through Robstown on the way here, it's flat.

- Susie lives there, my sister.

I want you to meet her.

- Let's go now.

- Okay.

There's a bus station there,

and a bus that leaves at 10 past 11 Sunday morning.

- If I can't make it, if I have a date or something,

I'll uh, give you taxi fare.

Going away present, okay?

- You think it's nice for a little girl to go away

on a trip without somebody to say goodbye to?

- If the bus leaves at 10 past 11,

what time do we have to leave here?

- Stiles!

There's a fellow here to see you.

[dramatic orchestral music]

- He'll be right here. - Alright, thank you.

[melancholy orchestral music]

- No, I couldn't do it!

- But what choice do you have?

Joby's already made the transference.

You've become the boy's father, at least in his mind.

And Stiles, even you wanted to we couldn't let you adopt

him because you don't have the qualifications, so face it,

it can come today, tomorrow, next week,

but it's going to come.

He's going to ask you to take him away.

What are you gonna say to him then?

- What do they call the ones that lead the others

into the chute, Judas sheep?

He already asked me.

Sunday morning at 10.

- There's a service station between the Harbor Bridge

and the Causeway.

Stop for gas.

I'll take it from there.

- Where?

Where are you gonna take it?

What happens to this kid when you put him in a bag?

- You know Stiles, there's a saving grace about a dilemma.

You can't get tossed on more than two horns.

See you Sunday morning.

[melancholy orchestral music]

- 12 and a quarter.

What I gave you was tip money from a bowling alley.

I didn't cop it, I earned it.

Here, you keep this, it'll be safer.

- No, you keep it.

It'll be more fun if you keep it.

Well.

It's almost 10.

- What do you think?

- You'll see, he won't let us get on the bus.

- Ah, this bay air is just what I need.

Saturday night, I shouldn't drink so much.

I can never remember anything after the second bottle.

- Remember Susie, the night we couldn't find dad?

And all the time he was passed out on the garage floor.

- I can't even remember the girl's name.

That's the terrible part.

- Mommy was very upset.

But not for long.

- Every girl you meet you think uh, maybe this is the one.

Maybe this is the one I'll marry.

You know, every new girl you say hi to

you might be saying hi to your future wife,

but after a few hundred how do you do's

and pardon me's, I begin to wonder,

maybe it isn't the girl, maybe it's me.

You know, some guys just aren't cut out to be married.

They just keep rollin' around the country

from pillar to post, gatherin' no moss.

- My dad loved to travel too.

Why he drove that old truck of his from coast to coast.

- Joby.

- I don't even have a home,

but that's the way I like it, free as the wind.

That's the way I'm gonna keep it.

- Well,

maybe you need somebody to care about,

somebody to look after.

- I've already got that.

Me!

- Why don't you just come right out and say it.

Just say you don't want us.

- Your brother said he just wanted me to drive

ya down there so you'd have somebody to say goodbye to.

- You knew better, I could feel it.

Why don't you be honest?

Why don't you admit it?

Why don't you tell us why you don't want us?

- Okay Joby, I'll be honest.

I thought about it and I thought about it,

and it just couldn't work.

So right now I'm not taking you to Robstown.

I'm not taking you to the bus.

I'm taking you to Corelli at a gas station

on the other side of the bridge,

and as long as it's honesty you want,

that telescope in your bag wasn't $12.25.

It was $85.

[melancholy orchestral music]

- Where are they?

- Running.

I just couldn't betray them just like that.

Bring them here.

So I tried to make things easier for them,

and I betrayed them even worse.

I took something delicate and beautiful and I smashed it.

By trying to be a nice guy I smashed it.

- So.

Now you're one of us.

- That's it?

Now I'm one of us and that's the end of it?

- Maybe we never had a chance.

Either one of us.

Even from the start.

Maybe no adult has a chance with a kid.

They keep testing us and testing us.

We keep failing them.

'Til they grow up, they stop testing.

- Joby's mother and father, they didn't fail.

- You can count 'em on one hand.

- What about Joby and Susie?

- Somehow,

somehow it gets to be tomorrow.

[melancholy orchestral music]

[dramatic orchestral music]

[upbeat orchestral music]

- [Narrator] This has been a Screen Gems Film Presentation.

Herbert B. Leonard, Executive Producer.

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