Original subtitles

[Eddie] Do you ever get mad?

[Tom] Yeah, sure I do, Eddie.

[Eddie] Is it bad to be mad?

[Tom] Well, it depends on what you're mad at.

[Eddie] Well, sometimes in school...

...someone promises me somethin'

and then doesn't do it.

Or says somethin' to me that's a lie

and I really get mad.

[Tom] Really? What do you do?

[Eddie] Well... suffer.

But you know, when I get mad, it's not too bad.

[Tom] Oh, how did you get mad?

[Eddie] Well, you see, when I'm mad and I see ya.

- Yeah, yeah. - I say, "Hello."

But I sure don't say "How are you?"

[theme song]

♪ People let me tell you 'bout my best friend ♪

♪ He's a warm hearted person who'll love me till the end ♪

♪ People let me tell you 'bout my best friend ♪

♪ He's a one boy cuddly toy ♪

♪ My up my down my pride and joy ♪

♪ People let me tell you 'bout him he's so much fun ♪

♪ Whether we're talkin' man to man ♪

♪ Or whether we're talking son to son ♪

♪ 'Cause he's my best friend ♪

♪ Yeah he's my best friend ♪

♪ La la pa ra pa ra pa ♪

♪ Pa ra pa ra pa ♪

♪ Pa ra pa ra pa ♪♪

[scatting]

[indistinct]

Mm. Yes, you'd...

- You look busy. - I am busy.

That's probably why you look busy.

Here are the pictures on the ghetto story.

Hm.

[sighs]

Oh, Norman. Oh, these are super.

- I'm super talented. - Yes.

That's what you keep telling me.

Boy, look at this ghetto.

Tsk. Certainly no tourist attraction, is it?

Well, I didn't take them to be pretty picture postcards.

Well, I hope we're doing a little more with this story

than just paying lip service.

Doctor, I share your hopes.

- That's why I hired the kid. - What kid?

From the Helping Hand Incorporated.

It's an organization, it takes like strung out

juvenile delinquents and goes and finds jobs for them.

They called early this morning, but you

were busy so I took care of it.

I said, "It's okay, send over a kid."

Oh, Norman. Do you think that's really a very good idea?

It's two days before press time.

Things get very hectic around here.

Mm. Don't worry about it, I'll watch over him

like he was my own personal kid brother.

♪♪

Hey.

Uh, something I can do for you?

I'm from Helping Hand.

Uh, well, I don't think we need any today. Thank you.

I'm not selling anything, dummy.

I'm looking for a guy named Corbett.

Well, if you mean Mr. Corbett, this is his office.

Groovy. I gotta see him.

In regard to what?

Hey, you're nosy, ain't ya?

I am Mr. Corbett's secretary.

And he is a very busy man.

Okay, okay. So he's a wheel.

But they told me to see him just the same.

[whistling]

Hey! You Corbett?

No. Me, Tinker. Who're you?

I'm the one they sent you from Helping Hand.

You're my kid brother?

Whoopee.

Well, hi, kid sister. Uh, what's your name?

Ferrero.

Ferrero. That's terrific.

Must be somethin' else to it. Something goes in front of it?

Gus.

Gus. Listen, how about you and me go down to personnel?

- What for? - Uh...

Well, that's where they figure out your occupation

and what you're best suited doing.

Uh, hey, have you met Tina?

Yeah, I met her. Forget it.

She reminds of white bread.

You know, the soggy kind.

♪♪

You can tell right away she's gonna make friends easily.

[knock on door]

Yeah. Come in.

Okay, Norman, I think I'd like

to use this picture on the cover.

Terrific. By the way, I think I should report in

that our ghetto fledgling is now

gainfully employed as a file clerk.

- Yeah. Good for him. - It's a her. Her.

They sent us a girl.

No kidding, well, what's she like?

Well, let's put it this way.

With very little effort

she could successfully antagonize

all of the people in your operation

by the 4 o'clock coffee break.

Well...

[laughing]

Y-you're kidding, aren't you?

[laughs] N-no, I'm not.

♪♪

You're wasting the profits, Tina.

They're not profits, they're pencils.

And I ain't paying for them.

Well, before you go broke. What's wrong?

Mr. Corbett, do I look like

a pink frosty freeze?

Well, Tina...

Mr. Corbett, who's side are you on anyway, mine or hers?

Hers?

The handy helper.

Oh, she called you a frosty freeze?

A pink one.

Oh, well, after an insult like that...

...I think you should have some time away from the office.

And what about those files you wanted me to deliver?

Well, don't worry about them. I'll take care of it.

Look, you take two hours for lunch.

And then would you mind picking up Eddie at school

for me and bring him back here?

Mrs. Livingston has a couple of days off.

Yes, sir. Thanks.

- Hi! - Hi.

You must be the new girl.

New with this, but I'm not new.

Oh. Well, how's it going?

It's a job.

You don't sound very enthusiastic.

Too many creeps around here makin' out

like they're big wheels.

Oh, anyone in particular?

Well, you know, like that Corbett, for instance.

Who?

Corbett. The big shot.

Know him?

Oh, passing acquaintance.

Yeah, and he's a real cold fish.

How do you know?

Well, he puts on like one of these do-gooders.

But he's a phony.

I mean, he hands out jobs, alright

but he don't even take time to find out

who he's handing 'em to.

Oh, hm. Maybe, he's busy.

Sure. Sittin' there in his plushy office

smokin' cigars and pushin' buttons.

I don't think he has it quite that easy.

I do.

I mean, what's any of these guys got to worry

about with their ten dollar steaks, their limousines

and their penthouses?

Man, I'll bet Corbett's apartment is bigger

than my kid brother's whole school yard.

Want to lay money?

Mm-mm. Think I'll pass.

Good. You'd lose.

Corbett ain't connin' me with his charity.

He's just another fat cat tryin' to make himself look good.

And you can tell him that for me.

Yes, I'll see that he gets the message.

And triplicate.

[whistling] Hello, Eddie.

You're not supposed to call me by my first name.

I'm an executive.

Oh, I, uh...

[clears throat] I'm terribly sorry, sir.

Well, good afternoon, Mr. Corbett.

Good afternoon, Mr. Corbett.

Oh, thank you very much.

Well, um, tell me. How was school today, sir?

Terrific. Billy Gerber threw up.

He swallowed a rhinoceros.

- A whole one? - A whole little plastic one.

Ah, I see.

[intercom buzzes]

Would you like to push the bottom right hand

button please, sir?

Thank you. Yes, Tina?

[Tina] Merkelson from Linotype is calling, very upset.

Something about our handy helper.

- That's Helping Hand. - Whatever.

Well, tell him to hold for one second, will you please?

Uh, Mr. Corbett, would you mind pushing the red button?

Thank you. Now, tell me.

How do you feel about exploring today?

Oh, boy! Could I?

If you stay on this floor.

And don't get in anybody's hair.

- Hi. - Hi.

I'm Eddie. Who are you?

Gus.

That's a funny name for a girl.

It's short for Angustia.

- Oh, I like Gus better. - Me too.

It's quiet in here.

[chuckles] That's why I like it.

No people.

Don't you like people?

Sometimes I'd rather be by myself.

When I feel that way, I just go

into my room and shut my door.

I have five brothers and sisters in my room.

Oh, you want me to go out

so you could be by yourself?

Hey, no, man. I'd rather rap with you.

- Rap? - Yeah. Like talk.

Hey, neato, I like you.

Eddie, your father's looking for you.

It's almost time to go home.

Okay.

Hey, who's your father?

Tom Corbett.

The guy that head up this place?

That's right.

[sighs] Okay.

You do me a favor and leave me alone.

But I thought you said you wanted to rap with me.

That was before I knew about your big shot father.

Go back to him.

Maybe he'll buy you a rocket ship or something.

Aren't we friends anymore?

Not friends with anyone who's connected

with a creep like Tom Corbett!

So just get lost!

♪♪

It is time for bed, sport.

- Okay. - Okay.

- Dad. - Mm-hm.

Did mom really always used to wear this?

Yeah. S-she really always used to.

- How come? - Oh.

Because I gave it to her with love.

I sure am glad that you gave it to me.

Me too.

- Dad. - Mm-hm.

There's nothin' wrong with you being my father, is there?

Wrong? No, why?

Well, today when I went explorin' in your office...

...I made friends with a girl named Gus.

She got mad when I told her that you were my father.

Really?

What'd she say?

Well... she said she didn't

wanna be my friend anymore.

She told me to get lost.

How come, dad?

Doesn't she like us?

Eddie, uh...

I don't think it's so much a matter of...

...liking or disliking.

I think it's more just a case of, uh...

...feeling left out.

If she'd be my friend...

...I wouldn't leave her out.

I know you wouldn't, Eddie, but...

You see, we're very lucky.

We have most of the things that

you need to be pretty comfortable in life

but... there's an awful lot of people

in this world just like Gus

who aren't very lucky.

And they get very angry.

Well, what would take away the anger?

Tsk. Oh...

Knowing that somebody cares.

How could I tell Gus that?

I'm not quite sure, Eddie.

But I think we all have to find our own way

of sharing ourselves.

Do you think that if I could do that with Gus

she'd stop being mad all the time?

Probably.

Because when you share yourself

it lets other people know

that you care as much about them as you do about yourself.

- You know somethin', dad? - What?

That's pretty complicated.

Yes. Yes, it is.

But wrestle with it, we must!

And pins him down to the canvas!

And he counts one and two and three.

And into bed you go 'cause you lose.

- Okay. Goodnight, sport. - Goodnight.

You're a good kid. Oh... Thank you.

I'll put your secret box in the dresser.

Okay,

It's discrimination, Norman.

Garden variety discrimination.

In her eyes, I represent, "The system".

- Right. - And because Eddie is my son.

She is dumping on him

all the resentment she feels toward that system.

- Right. - That's why I can't fire her.

Wrong.

Discrimination just didn't start with you and Gus.

Discrimination has been a fact of life

for an awful lotta years.

But Eddie doesn't understand that.

All he can see is that something's wrong with him.

Or with me.

Now, Norman, if I kick this under the carpet now

he'll be tripping over that bump for the rest of his life.

Okay, I admit. You got a problem.

But keeping Miss Kooky around here

is only gonna aggravate it.

Well, not if I can reach her.

Not if I can get her to...

...to see Eddie and me as individuals

apart from any system.

No. I think what you have to do is

let her go before she causes any real trouble.

- Dump her. - Oh, I can't do that, Norman.

Not before giving her a chance.

Hey, Tom, you're runnin' a big magazine here

with lot of people doin' a lot of good work for you.

You can't punish them because one wild little girl

is mad at the whole world. Lose her!

Oh, well, that's a lot easier

for you to say than it is for me.

- Oh? - Oh, come on, Norman.

You haven't got my guilt.

Look, I never starved as a boy.

I always had a roof over my head.

I have a very middle-class conscience.

And it wont let me just dump her.

[chuckles] Terrific!

Except you're running a magazine

not a rehabilitation center.

- Do you know how that sounds? - I know how it sounds.

It sounds awful, but that's where it's at.

Well, don't be proud of it.

I am not proud of it!

Remember me? Norman? The street urchin?

I'm not a big fat capitalist.

Then stop sounding like one!

Well, stop makin' me sound like one!

Tsk. You're right. Go talk to her.

You couldn't be.

I'm Corbett.

You?

I'm afraid I am.

But in the file room you never said...

I'd like to apologize for that.

Apologize?

I'm sorry.

What are you so cut up about?

The put-on work, didn't it?

I didn't mean it as a put-on.

Wow, what a mind blower that must've been.

Gus, that's not true.

Oh, come on, Corbett.

I was unfair.

I admit. I handled it badly.

Wow, man. Is that the only way you can get your kicks?

Playing games with people like me?

♪♪

Gus, Gus! Hey, you doin' anything important?

No. Not a thing.

Hey, look. It's only me, honey.

Remember me? I'm non-violent.

What do you want?

Photo engravings waiting for these pictures

take 'em right there right away. They're waiting.

- It's very important. Got it? - Yeah, I got it.

I'm sure glad this is one of your sunnier days.

Charlie, we don't know

where the pictures are.

Norman gave them to Gus about

an hour ago and she's disappeared.

[sighs] Well, wait a minute. What about the negatives?

If I had the negatives, would I be sitting here?

There's a travel story.

They're with the photographer in Bangkok.

Oh... Charlie, it's just no good.

You're gonna have to delay as long as you can.

I know that, but we can't do

anything until we locate the girl.

Yeah, alright.

My luck.

She's havin' emotional problems

and I've gotta give her deadline material.

You had no way of knowing, Norman.

They found her. A guard spotted her down in the coffee shop.

[Norman] Well, terrific. I'll go get the material.

Tina, remind me sometime to tell you I love you.

Mm. I love you.

- I'm not going in there! - Oh, yeah. Wanna bet?

She forgot which wastepaper basket she threw them away in.

And do you know how many wastepaper baskets

there are in this building?

I'm on my way.

♪♪

Sit down.

I don't wanna sit down.

Have you anything to say?

No.

Then it's my turn.

Now, Gus, it maybe true that the world generally...

...has treated you pretty rough.

But it is not true...

...that everybody in this world

has treated you badly.

What do you know about it?

No one denies you the right to be angry at being hurt.

But you do not have the right to turn that anger

against people that haven't hurt you.

People like you, you mean?

Alright, Gus, then let's leave me out of it.

- What about the others? - What others?

You tied up the printing of an entire publication

for several hours.

Well, I guess you have a problem, don't you?

Yes, I have.

But you didn't punish just me.

You hurt hundreds of other people.

Like printers.

And packers.

And drivers and newsboys, all of which...

...are gonna have to work many extra hours.

They'll get overtime.

I run a magazine.

It's my job to run it as efficiently as I know how.

And if anyone interferes with that efficiency

then I must get rid of them.

You mean I'm fired?

- That's right. - It figures.

But not the way that you figure it.

If anyone else had done what you did

I would've fired them too, including Norman Tinker.

I don't need angry people around here.

There are many good people in this world

as well as bad people.

But until you learn to stop lumping them all together...

...and until you learn to do a job

without seeing an enemy around every corner...

...I can't use you.

And I'm sorry.

Well, don't be, Corbett!

Because I wouldn't work for you again if you were the last!

I mean, man. The very last!

♪♪

[sobbing]

Gus?

What are you doing here?

I was waiting for you.

I'm busy. Get lost.

But, Gus, I wanna show you something.

I haven't got any time to waste lookin'

at your stupid things.

- But it's from my secret box. - What secret box?

That's where I keep all my miracles.

I brought one. Don't you wanna see it?

[sniffles] Alright.

What is it?

Open it.

This is it?

Mm-hm.

Where'd you get it?

It was my mother's.

She know you got it?

I hope so.

She used to wear it all the time.

"Used to?"

Is she dead?

It's my most important miracle.

Hey, look. Why did you want me to see this?

'Cause of what my dad said.

Yeah? What'd he say?

He said that the most important way

to show somebody that you really care

is to share yourself.

He said that?

Last night.

[sniffles]

That's why you brought this?

Sharing my miracle is sharing me.

♪♪

Did I say something wrong?

No.

You didn't say anything wrong.

Look, if you wanna wait a couple of minutes, I'll be back.

Yeah, I'll wait.

Yes, Gus?

I just came by to tell you that

well, I made a mistake.

Oh.

Yeah, I guess, I guess I was wrong about you.

What made you change your mind?

Oh... I don't know.

So long.

So long, Gus.

Hey, Corbett...

You think maybe if I... I mean, I'd like to try...

Well, I want my job back.

Oh...

Is there any reason I should believe

that you can do your job better now than you did before?

Yeah, because I know now that

nobody here was tryin' to put me down.

There are people who... Well, who care.

Alright, Gus. I'll give you a chance.

But you're gonna have to prove to me

that you can handle the job.

You got one week. Okay?

Okay. Thanks, Corbett.

Uh...

Mr. Corbett.

[Eddie] Where does the sunshine go when it rains?

[Tom] Well, it's still there. You just can't see it.

[Eddie] Does the sun know that?

Do you like clouds?

[Tom] Most of the time.

[Eddie] I like clouds even when

they rain on me.

Why don't flowers grow on the beach?

[Tom] Well, because sand can't grow flowers.

[Eddie] Poor sand.

Somebody said in school

that you can tell how old a tree is

by how many rings it has.

[Tom] Mm-hm. That's right.

[Eddie] Can you tell how old a lady is

by how many rings she has?

♪ People let me tell you 'bout my best friend ♪♪

[scatting]

♪ People let me tell you 'bout my best friend ♪

♪ He's a warm hearted person who'll love me till the end ♪

♪ People let me tell you 'bout my best friend ♪

♪ He's a one boy cuddly toy ♪

♪ My up my down my pride and joy ♪

♪ People let me tell you 'bout him he's so much fun ♪

♪ Whether we're talkin' man to man ♪

♪ Or whether we're talking son to son ♪

♪ 'Cause he's my best friend ♪

♪ La la pa ra ra pa ra ♪♪

[roars]