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Here's to the end
of prohibition!

Old man prohibition passed away

at exactly 5:32 1/2 P.M.

New York time

when Utah ratified...

Folks, here's the last keg

of prohibition beer
in the house.

Marko's ether,
and it's on the house!

Here's to Remy Marko,
the king of beer!

He kept us supplied for 4 years!

Marko is all right!

Yeah, but thank heaven

we don't have to drink
his beer anymore!

To Remy Marko!
To Remy Marko!

Come, on. Shut up.
Shut up, you lugs.

I got something to say.

Prohibition is over, sure.

What of it?

Well, I'll show you what of it.

It's the birth
of a new day for us.

Come here, all of you.

I'll show you something.

Get over here.

Look. Get an eyeful of that.

I tell ya, it's great!

A land office business!

Everybody's drinking beer.

Don't that mean anything to you?

Yeah, but, Remy--

well, they been drinking my beer

for 4 years, ain't
they, and liked it.

They had to like it.

Well, they're gonna
keep on drinking it,

more then ever now.

It's gonna be the same beer,

the same customers,

and they're gonna be
just as thirsty

as they ever was.

The only difference is,

from now on,
Marko is legitimate.

What about us?

Aw, shut up, will ya?
Shut up, ya lugs.

I'm gonna take care
of every one of ya.

Just like I always did.

I got a job for every one of ya.

From now on
you're gonna be salesmen.

Salesmen?!
Salesmen?!

Yeah, that's what I said:
Salesmen.

Well, that's what you been
up to now, ain't it?

Beer salesmen.

Well, that's what
you're gonna keep on being,

only there's gonna be
a little difference

in our sales methods.

Come on, boys.
Take out the artillery.

Come on, hurry up!
Hurry up, now.

Loosen up. That's it.

Hey, some of you guys over there

bring up the rest
of those persuaders.

Come on, all. Make it snappy.

There, that's it.

Oh, lefty, blackie,

I want you to dump this
on one of our trucks

and cart it down
to the east river.

You mean dump it, boss?

Hey, we can get a lot of money

for this stuff, boss.
We can sell it.

Not us.

I told you, from now on
we're legitimate.

There's gonna be a lot
of changes around here.

In the first place, this
ain't no still no more, see?

It's a brewery.

Yeah, it's a business enterprise

operated on a strictly
legitimate basis. Get me?

Oh, yeah, and I'm gonna give
this place a lot of class.

Now that reminds me...

Mike, I want you
to shave every day.

Every day?

Mm-hmm.

Lefty. Lay off
these striped silk shirts.

Aw, boss--
from now on,

everybody wears white shirts.

Get me? With clean collars.

Listen, boss,

will it help us
to sell Marko's beer

any better with clean shirts?

Oh, yes.
Say, there's another thing.

From now on, it ain't
"Marko's beer" no more.

Come here,
I'll show you something--

say, you know,
Marko ain't been asleep.

You know, I'm all ready
for this new setup.

Come here.
Get a gander at this.

"Gold velvet brewery.
Remy Marko, president."

Tomorrow the warehouse sign
comes down

and up goes this one.

That sign?

That ain't big enough.

No, you dope, ain't
you got no imagination?

This is just a miniature model

just to give you an idea.

Ehh.

Well, I'm going home.

Here you are, boss.

Thanks.

"Drink gold velvet beer.

It's the tops."

It's a good thing the boss
never drinks beer.

I want everybody to show up

bright and early
tomorrow morning,

ready for business.

Oh, and, butch,

wash your neck--

come on, Mike--

and get a manicure.

Come on.

What's Remy gonna do now, Nora?

I don't know. He never
tells me till he's done it.

Everything was going swell

under prohibition,
then the government

has to step in with repeal.

Yeah. They're always
passing laws

interfering with people.

Hello, Remy!

Hiya! Hiya!

There's Remy now.

Ah, Nora.
I want to talk to you.

Excuse us, folks.

Aw, you look great, kid.

Come on in, honey,

into the music room.

Music room?
Up to now,

this has always been
the slot-machine room.

Well, that's all
gonna be changed now.

We're gonna start
putting on plenty of class.

Oh, and by the way,

have Mike take the spittoons
out of the living room.

Remy, you aren't thinking

of going into some
other racket, are ya?

No.
We're going legitimate.

Take a look at me.

You are now looking
at the president

of gold velvet brewery.

"Drink gold velvet beer.
It's the tops."

It all sounds swell, Remy,
if I could only

be sure you ain't got
a bug in your nut.

Well, listen, darling, I got
the whole thing figured out.

I been telling the boys
about it, too.

Why, I been making plans
for all this.

Well, what about Mary?

Will we keep her
in that Paris school?

Why not? It's the most
expensive school

in Europe, ain't it?

Well, that's what I mean.

Will we be able to afford it
after we're legitimate?

Afford it?! Ha ha!
Now look here, Nora,

nothing is too good
for Marko's daughter.

I'm telling you, I'm gonna have

the biggest beer business
in the country--

in the world!

Now that it's legal to sell it

and you don't have to push it,

you just watch Marko sail ahead.

Imagine us being legitimate
after all these years.

Gee, I won't hardly
know how to act.

Well, after we're legit
a little while

you'll get so used to it

you'll forget we ever
were anything else.

Well, that being the case,

we got to start
changing things around here

right away.

Gentlemen!

I beg your pardon.

Please refrain
from any rough talk.

What kind of a joint
do you think you're in?

Remy's gone legit, see?

Yeah, that's right.

From now on, Nora and I want you

to be high-toned
and talk refined.

Atta boy, Remy!

Yeah, put a muzzle on
that "atta boy" lingo.

That goes for all of ya.

What'll it be? Schlitz,
Budweiser, or gold velvet?

Anything but gold velvet.

I'm sorry. We're not
renewing our order

on gold velvet beer.

This joint used to take care

of 2 dozen barrels
of Marko's stuff a week

in the old days.

Those days are over.

They want real beer now.

What was in that glass?

Gold velvet beer.

Take it away. I'm not
having a tooth pulled.

Remy?
Yeah?

We got another letter
this morning

from Mary's school.

Yeah?

We're 6 months behind
in her bills.

They want $4,850.

Well, they got a lot of nerve

bothering Marko about
chicken feed like that.

Nora, I ain't got it.

They gotta wait.

Remy, I knew
things were pretty bad,

but I didn't think
they were that bad.

I'm in pretty deep.

4 years legit,

and I'm worse off
than when I started.

You'll pull out of it.

You done it before.

But in the meantime,
we gotta start

cutting down on expenses.

First of all,
Mary's got to come home.

Gee, I hate to do that.

You know, I want her
to get a load

of all that swell education

they got over there.

But h-how can we do that?

You say she's in hock
for 4,850 smackers.

Well, we gotta sell
some stuff, that's all.

Look, why don't you call her up?

Right now.

Start economizing
this very minute.

Oh, gee, I hate to do that.

I guess you're right, mama.

Gee, I--

hello, long distance?

Get me Paris.

What?

Sure. Paris, France.

Wait here, driver.

If the bank takes
this brewery over,

we ought to keep that slogan.

It's good.
Different.

Yeah. Nothing wrong
with the slogan.

Nothing wrong with the brewery:

Perfectly equipped,
well-located,

it's got everything.

Ought to be a goldmine,

once we get hold of it
and change the beer.

Too bad Marko
couldn't find that out

for himself, isn't it?

It's a shame.

Morning, miss Ferguson.

Is Mr. Marko in?

Yes he is, Mr. post,

but I'm afraid
he's going to be engaged

for quite some time.

His daughter just arrived

from abroad this morning.

Hmm. Shall we wait?

We'll wait.

Well, well, well.

You're looking swell, kid.

You know, you look even prettier

than your mother
did at your age,

and that's going some.

Remember I used to be
willing to bet

a million dollars that you were

the best-looking dame
in the whole burg?

And I got no takers, either.

Remember that?

Nobody disagreed with
your father in those days.

Well, you're looking
pretty well yourself, Remy.

Oh, I feel great.

And, my...

What a success you've become.

Oh, golly, I'm proud of you.

Well, you've got a right to be.

You just ask anybody
who Marko is.

Why, pretty soon I'll be

selling enough gold velvet beer

to float Manhattan island on.

Why, only the other day
someone told me

anybody who takes one drink
of your father's beer

stops right there.

Now, there you are.
What did I tell you?

Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Marko,

but Mr. post and Mr. Ritter
are here to see you.

It's very urgent. They can't
wait very much longer.

Well, tell those bloodsuckers

I'll be right out.

He says to thank you.
He'll be right out.

I wonder if I ought to
tell him about dick now?

If I was you, I'd wait.

I remember once when
your father had a boil

and I was just dumb
enough to pick that time

to tell him his brother
was in the penitentiary.

Nora, I hope Remy's
gonna like dick.

Oh, I guess he'll
like him, all right,

if he's half what you say he is.

My baby engaged.

I can't believe it.

I hope he's good enough for you

and that his family
comes up to yours.

You just wait
until you meet him.

What kind of a job--

I mean, position--
has he got?

Well, I don't know.

He didn't write me what it was.

He said he wanted
to surprise me.

Remy, your note's due tomorrow.

Oh, say.
Is that so?

Well, I've got to have
another extension.

Say, now, look here.
You boys going

up to Saratoga for the meeting?

I got a great thing
in the fourth race--

Remy.
We don't own the bank.

We have to do as the board
says in these matters.

Well, ok.
Just tell the board

I'll need another extension.

Say, I've only been legitimate

for a little more than 4 years.

I'm--I'm just beginning
to get on the ropes.

Sorry, Remy,

but we can't go any further.

Say, now, wait a minute.

Now, you boys don't think

I can't pay it, do you?

You don't think
I'm gonna let you

take my brewery away
for that kind of dough?

Why, I could let you have it

in cash right now.

Oh. Glad you've got it, Remy.

Yeah. We were a little worried

about you.
Our reports show

you've nothing like that amount.

What?

Well, listen.
All that Marko owes you

is $462,000.

That ain't even
a half a million.

It's due tomorrow.

Now, listen, if you boys
was thinking

about going up to Saratoga,

be Marko's guests, will you?

Drop in on I and the missis

any time you like.
Open house all the time.

Oh, and a different
class of people

than you'd have met last year.

Thanks, Remy.
We'll be dropping in.

We'll be dropping in tomorrow.

Now, you want to turn
the money over in Saratoga,

or maybe, since
you have the cash,

you'd better give it to us now.

I'll tell you what
I'll do for you boys.

I'll give you
an extra 2% interest

on that thing if you'll give me

a 3 months' extension.

Now, that ought to
make you happy.

No, that won't do, either.

We'll call on you in Saratoga.

Tomorrow it's the money
or the brewery.

Say, now, wait a minute.

I don't like to see you boys

taking that kind of an attitude.

It's all taken, Remy.

See you tomorrow.

What?

Look, boss. I got
all the baggage

loaded in the little car.

Wait a minute, boss.
I just heard today

that little Dutch
and his mob is out of stir.

Don't bother me with
little things like that

right now. Can't you see

I got something big on my mind?

Come on, now.

Oh, and fix that tie
of yours, will ya?

Nora's inside.

Come on, boys.

What's up, Remy?

Oh, nothing at all, sweetheart.

Nothing at all.
But--

everything's ok.

Only a little change
in our plans.

We leave for Saratoga
right away.

Oh, gip,

you and lefty
go on up right away

with the small car
and all the luggage.

Mike will take me,
Nora, and Mary

in the big car.
Understand?

Ok, boss.

What was that, Michael?

I mean, yes, sir.

You mean you want me and lefty

to go on up ahead
with the stuff?

Certainly.

Get going and have
your kitchen ready

by the time we get there.

Do youse want--

does madam and mademoiselle

wish meatballs and spaghetti
for dinner?

Oh, that would be delicious.

Mike, we'll be right down.

Come on, boys.
Get going.

Thank you, Harold.

"Harold."

Who's she talkin' to?

You, ya lug.
Get going.

"Harold."

Oh, uh, look, myrtle,
me and the family

are going up to Saratoga
right away,

so if anything shows up,
you can reach me there.

Well, then shall I
phone the orphanage

and tell them to expect you
today rather than tomorrow?

Say, I'm glad you reminded me

about that orphan.

You know, I almost forgot him.

Me and the missis
will pick him up

in a couple of hours.

Say, you're a great dame,

reminding me
about that kid. Thanks!

Ahh.

There she is, mama.

The little old Alma mater.

Ahh, you bet your life,
this is a great place.

Culture, refinement.
Just breathe that air.

Go on and breathe it.

Ain't it full of sentiment?

Is that what it is?

Why, listen, Nora,
I could tell you stories

about this place
that would crack your heart.

Like the time when me and--

look, Remy, go on in
and get your prize package

and let's get away from here.

Yeah, well,
I'll be back in a minute.

Get ready.

Well, well, well, Mrs. Cagle.

Put her there.

Remy. Welcome home.

Aw, ain't changed a bit.

Still just as slick
as a horsehair couch.

You don't know what this
means to the little ones.

It's a banner day
in their little world

when you come to visit.

I'm sure, but look here,
I ain't got much time,

so let me have a look
at the little mob, huh?

* how do you do, Mr. Marko,
how do you do *

* all the happy little
orphans welcome you *

* we are glad
that you are here *

* 'cause you always
bring us cheer *

* how do you do, Mr. Marko,
how do you do *

as you students all know,

every year we are most fortunate

in having Mr. Marko,

one of our most
successful alumnus,

visit us and extend
to one of the students

an invitation to spend
the summer with him

at his charming summer
home in Saratoga.

Before selecting this
very fortunate student,

I know we will
appreciate a few words

from Mr. Marko on
the subject of success.

Mr. Marko.

Well, uh...

Now, look here, you mugs.

I mean, you guys.

Sorry. I get a little nervous.

I'm your pal, see?

I'm for ya, 100%.
Understand?

Now, look,

does that make
any difference to me?

I got lots of it, see?

But does it make
any difference with me?

Not on your tintype.

Success didn't turn my head.

And that's the way I want
it should be with you.

Never treat a sucker like
so much dirt when he's down.

Play ball with him,
and you'll find

you'll always get
a little better edge in the end.

And I'm telling you guys,

when you leave this joint,

keep your chin up.

Of course, it's a smart thing

to keep your left shoulder up
along with it, too.

But whatever you do,

don't go in for nothing shady.

Don't be a chiseler,
a gyp, or a gumshoe.

Now stay kosher.

Keep your nose clean.

And remember, you'll always
come out on top

with honesty, industry, and, uh,

a good hard right to the button.

Will the following students

kindly step forward:

Pierre O'Rattigan,

boyce Fitch Ginsburg,

Payson Piedmont cannel.

These are the honor students
for the year, Mr. Marko.

They had the highest records
in deportment, studies,

and personal hygiene,

and are all eligible

to accept your lovely
invitation to spend a month

in the beautiful environment
of your charming home.

All perfect little gentlemen.

Yeah, that's what
I was afraid of.

Now look, there'll be lots
of people coming up here

that are a cinch to take
any one of these kids.

I don't want the best.
I want the worst.

You know, some little mug
that nobody else wants.

I want to give him
a chance, see?

That's right. Now give me

the ugliest and toughest
little gazebo you got.

I want to mold him, see?

Well, surely, Mr. Marko,

you don't really
want the worst--

yeah, that's right.
I want the worst.

Now, trot him out here
and let me give him a gander.

Very well.

Piedrel, you take 3
of the other older boys,

go down to the cellar,
unlock Douglas,

and bring him to my office.

Come on, gang.

Thank you very much.

Take it easy, will ya?!

This, Mr. Marko, is
Douglas Fairbanks Rosenbloom.

Well, how are you, old-timer?

How'd you like to come up

to my joint in Saratoga, huh?

Can I smoke?

I'm sure, Douglas,
Mr. Marko doesn't approve

of little boys smoking.

Oh, an old-fashioned
sucker, huh?

Oh, you'll like it up there.

How's about it, kid?

I ain't so sure about that.

But anyway, I'll go up

and give your joint
the once-over.

That's fine.

I think we'd better
start shoving off.

It's getting kind of la--

that's funny.
My watch.

Douglas, hold out your hands.

Open them.

Aww, Douglas.

You hadn't oughta do that.

That's liable to hurt

people's feelings.

It's going to mean everything
to a boy like Douglas

to spend a month
in the atmosphere

of your lovely home.

Good-bye, Douglas.

Be a good boy
for kind Mr. and Mrs. Marko.

Tell the old lady to change
her needle, will ya?

Well, good-bye, Mrs. Cagle.

Keep up the good work.

Come on, Douglas.

Hey. Got a match?

Huh?

Hey, you hadn't oughta

do that, Douglas.

That's bad for the wind.

I take notice
it ain't hurt yours none.

Well, I--I wouldn't do it,

just the same.
Come on, Douglas.

Douglas, this is Mrs. Marko

and my daughter Mary.

And here, folks, we have

Douglas Fairbanks Rosenbloom.

You talk like
you're announcing a bout.

Hello, Douglas.

Hi, toots.

Hey, does the old dame
live in the house, too?

Certainly. Why?

Call some of the older boys

and tell them to put me
back in the cellar.

Here, now.
Wait a minute.

Boy, you certainly got
a great sense of humor.

You know, that's
what I like in a kid.

Great stuff, isn't he?

Hey, Mike.

Mike, take Douglas in
the front seat with you.

I can let down the trunk rack

just as easy.

Oh,
he's a great kid.

You'll enjoy him.

All right, Mike.
Let's go.

Well, dad, how do you like it?

Well, I find it a bit difficult

to get used to the idea

of a whitewood as a policeman.

Oh, not exactly
a policeman, dad.

State trooper.

Yeah.

Of course, I don't wish
to underestimate

the importance of any
law-enforcing agency,

particularly in these
troubled times,

but I rather thought some
more dignified occupation--

well, I couldn't
bear the thought

of sitting in an office
all day long.

Boy, wait till Mary
sees me in this uniform.

She'll get a real
kick out of it.

You'll love Mary, dad.

I hope so.

And what about her family?

Have you looked into
their background?

Oh, we're bound to like them.

After all, they produced Mary.

You'll see them tonight.

They're on their way
up to Saratoga now.

I'm looking forward to it.

Well, I'm going up now
and arrange things.

Maybe I can pick up
their car on the road

and surprise Mary.

See you later, dad.

So little red riding hood

grabs herself a basket of chow

and hot-foots it to
her grandmother's,

but the wolf, who
was hangin' around

for no good, gets a load of her

trottin' through the woods

and tails her.

But he gets to
the grandmother's first.

The old bag of bones
has took a powder,

so he grabs one of her bonnets,

puts it on and gets
into bed and waits

for little red riding hood,

with a look on his pan

like a hungry tramp

taking a hinge at a lunchroom.

Now there's
something for ya, huh?

Look at the way
Mike is handling Douglas.

You know, I always said

that Mike should have gotten
married and had children.

He's a family man
from the heels up.

That's what I've been
telling Mary.

I think every girl
should meet some nice fella

and get married...

Or something.

What?

What, you mean to tell me
that Mike and Mary--

Mike?!

Don't be silly, Remy.

How could I?

Well, I feel better.

You had me scared for a minute.

Mike's a nice fellow, all right,

but it ain't that, you know.

He ain't for you.

You know, you're different.
You're Marko's daughter.

What you need is a guy
with culture, education,

good breedin'.

You know, somebody that can
talk our language.

Look, Remy, there's something

I've been dying to tell you.

You see, while I was
in Paris at school--

Mike! Step on it!

There's a piece of the law
tailing us.

No, we haven't been

exceeding the speed limit.

Well, if we ain't,
we're going to now.

I hate to have a cop
within a mile of me.

They make me sick.
Mike, give it all you got.

Ok.

I'll call you.
What do ya got, Dutch?

Full house.

Kings and Johns.

That's a fin you owe me.

Any sign of 'em yet?

If there was, I'd tell ya.

What's the matter--
still sore?

Certainly I'm sore.

We oughta lam outta here

with that 500 gs.

Come up here to take care
of Remy, didn't we?

That's the main thing.

That stickup we done
was just an accident.

Accidents will happen.

Yeah, but with all
the dough we got,

we ought not be waitin'
around for nobody.

What are you squawking about?

You'll get your cut.
Nobody gets no cut

till we do the Remy job

and get out of here.

One job a day

is enough for me.

Come on.
Deal 'em, somebody.

Wanna go down and get me
a drink of water, innocence?

We'll watch the window
for a second.

Yeah.

I don't know what's the matter

with innocence...

But it's gettin'

so I don't like him no more.

Funny, but I was just gonna
say the same thing, Dutch.

Well, when we start
the fun with Remy,

it'll be pretty easy.

You know, anything's
liable to happen.

Yeah.

Anyway, it's easier
to split 4 ways than 5.

Where will we put
all this stuff?

Let's put it right here,

beer and all.

Tell you what.
You get the rest of it in,

and I'll go up
and open some windows.

Here we are.

Oh, what a lovely
old-fashioned house, Nora.

We've been renting it
for the last 3 years.

Your father seems to like it.

You know, it was the deer
that sold me.

You know, I got a streak
of the artist in me

a mile wide.

Oh, Mike, bring Douglas in.

Ok.

Come on, you.

Aw, go chase yourself.

Calling all cars,
calling all cars.

Stand by for a man--

hey, lay off me, ya lug!

What do you think you are?

You wanna get conked?

Oh, hello, boys.
Have a good trip up?

It was ok. Kinda quiet.

I and Mr. Marko will occupy

the room we had last year.

Miss Marko will use
the front bedroom.

Rustle the baggage.

Ok.

Wait a minute.

What was that you said?

I said ok.

How many times
do I have to tell you

to say "yes, ma'am"?

Ok.

Yes, ma'am.

Now, remember that, Harold.

Come on, Mary,
I'll show you your room.

Hey! Take it easy, you mug!

Cut it out, will ya?

Who do you think you are?

Hey, gip!

Yeah?

Did you get in a jam
coming up here?

Me? No, why?

There's a copper
coming up the walk.

A copper?

There he is now.

You take the kid
into the kitchen.

I'll handle the law.

Come on, little boy.

Take your hands off me!

I didn't get pushed around

by a lot of mugs like you.

Come. I'll give you
a bottle of beer.

So what?
Good afternoon.

Have the Markos arrived yet?

No.
When do you expect them?

I don't know.

Well, they're due here
anytime now, aren't they?

I don't know.

Oh. Well, thanks very much
just the same.

Well, what'd he want?

Who knows what any cop wants?

He asked for the boss.

There can't be nothin' wrong
about the boss now.

Still and all, I do not
like the idea of a copper.

I don't like the idea

of any copper.

What's the matter, boys?

Nothing, boss.
The law was here.

Local?

State trooper.

Oh, a state trooper, huh?

Well, you ought to have
thrown him out on his ear.

We don't have to worry anymore.

The old days is gone.
I've been polite

to my last cop.

I bet that's him again.

Wait a minute, boss.

Let me handle him.

Some gall.

Oh. Hello.

Hello, Mike. Remy here?

Yeah. Come in.

Oh, hiya, Sam.

Hello, fellas.
Hello, Remy.

Hello, Sam.
Glad to see ya.

Say, tell me.
Who won the third?

My dandy.

Say, that's great.
I'm doing ok.

How much did I make?

I got the tab--

here it is here.

I'll let you see it in a minute.

There it is.
4,890.

4,890.

Yeah, that's right.

Come in.

Well, I'm glad to hear that.

Sit down.

Look, Remy, that's what I come

to talk to you about,
that dough.

What about it?

Well, I just want to tell you

that I'll take care
of it tomorrow

when the insurance
company settles with us.

Say, don't tell me
you got knocked off

on the first day of the meeting?

Ain't you heard
about the stickup?

What stickup?

Well, you know the armored truck

that brings the bookies'
dough from the bank?

It was knocked off by 5 guys.

Nobody's got any money
to make book with.

They got pretty near
a half a million.

Who done it?

Anybody we know?

Who knows?
They all got away.

All the bookies' dough, huh?

Gee, ain't that terrible?

Nearly half a million.

Say, wait'll I tell the boys.

They'll be interested.

Hey, Mike, gip.
Come in here, will ya?

What do you think happened?

Some people
held up the armored car

with all the bookies'
dough in it.

All the bookies' dough, huh?

Ain't that terrible?

That's fierce.

Did they all get away?

Clean.

I'll be in the kitchen
if you want me, boss.

Say, listen, Sam.
Tell me,

how did you manage
this afternoon

without any sugar?

Well, we done business
with I.O.U.S.

Say, there'll be enough
markers around here tonight

to paper the Pennsylvania...
Station.

Hey, I can recite.

You wanna hear me recite?

"When you see a man in woe,

walk right up and say hello."

That's swell.

Pretty good, huh?

Oh, elegant.

"Walk right up and say hello."

I'd rather hear him
say good-bye.

So long.

I'll be seeing you later, Remy.

Yeah, drop in tonight, will ya?

There'll be some of the old gang

around here.

Ok.

Well.

"Walk right up and say hello."

Oh, just a little ray
of sunshine there,

little fella.

"Walk right up and say hello."

Hey, wait a minute, Douglas!

You hadn't oughta do that!

Aw, what's it to ya?

Mary thinks the house
is too, too divine.

What's the matter with you?

Remy, take the beer
away from that kid.

Yeah. It ain't good
for the kids, is it?

It's not that.
He'll ruin the piano.

Michael!

Oh, that's you, Mike.

Get the guest bedroom ready
for Mr. Marko's prize.

Ok.

I mean, yes, ma'am.

Hey, when do we
put on a feedbag?

You go into the kitchen,
Douglas.

Gip will get you
something to eat.

Ok.

Hey. When do we eat?

Sit down.

Here. Drink this,

and I'll fix you
something to eat.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Sit down.

Hey! Hey!

Is that bedroom ready
for Mr. Marko's prize?

No, and I don't think
he can use that room.

Why not?

There seems to be
some people in it.

People?

What people?

How many people?

4 fellas.

4?

Well, what are they doing there?

Just sitting around in chairs.

Did you tell them to get out?

Now, wait a minute.

You mean 4 people that
don't belong here?

I don't think
they belong here regular.

Well, did you tell them
to get out?

Well, I was gonna
speak to them about it,

but, boss,
I don't think them people

are in any position
to listen to much.

They don't seem to be alive.

What, you mean they're dead?

That's about it.

Why--

I never heard of such gall
in my life!

What did that landlady mean
by going away

and leaving 4 dead people
in this house?

Now, now, now, now.
Wait a minute, will ya?

What was the matter
with those fellas?

Somebody shot them, boss.

Shot 'em?

Yes, sir. Right there
in that room.

Interrupted their card game,

and one guy had
a king full, too.

There they sit, just
as natural as anything.

You've got to get them
out of there.

I can't have people like that
around my house.

Mrs. Thurston was supposed

to leave this house
in good order.

Now, wait a minute.
She wouldn't have

left them there if she'd known.

Well, then get the agent
on the phone.

They've got no right
to rent a house

with people like that in it.

What will the neighbors think?

What would Mary's fiance think

if he came in
while they were here?

Say, what would anybody think?

We better call up
the board of health,

tell them we want
to use that room.

No, I don't think
we better do that, boss.

I don't think we want

any strangers in on this.

You know who them fellas are?

Who are they?

One of them is little Dutch.

Then there's no-nose Cohen,

blackhat Gallagher,

and a guy I don't know.

He must be a total stranger.

What difference does it make
who they are?

I don't care
anything about them,

and I don't want them there.

Now, listen, Nora.
Those are the guys

that I had trouble with
in the old days.

They tried to see me

a couple of times before.

Yeah. The trouble
with them guys is,

they could never get
the idea out of their heads

that they had a right
to that brewery,

just because they started it.

Yeah, but the worst of it is,

what would people think,

finding them this way,
in my own house.

You can't get back
in the papers now,

of all times.

Think what it would
mean to Mary...

And the whitewoods.

Aw, the whitewoods.

Think what it would mean
to Marko's beer.

All right, then.

Get those people
out of this house.

I don't care
what you do with them,

but get them out quietly.

I'll keep Mary upstairs with me.

They got plenty
of artillery, too.

Yeah, well, we'd better hide it.

Say, I'll wisen up the boys.

They'll be interested.

Ok.

Hey, Mike.
Yeah?

Which one of them
had the king full?

Little Dutch?
Yeah.

I thought so.

Lucky fink, that little Dutch.

That's just the kind
of a dirty trick

those guys would pull,

leaving themselves
in that kind of shape

around your house.

Yeah. You know,
that little Dutch

never had no consideration
for other people's feelings.

Say, you sure you boys
didn't have a hand in this?

No such luck.

Boss, I think I got it
all figured out.

Those are the guys

that knocked off
the bookies' truck.

Say, I think you're right.

Then they come straight up here

to take up that old matter
with the boss.

Some nerve,

reopening old wounds.

Why can't they live and forget?

And me being legitimate

for years.

Sad Sam says there was 5.

So I figure the fifth one

gives these guys the business

and then scrams with the dough.

I think you're right.

Well, everybody's on board.

Well, come on.
Let's take these fellas

and throw 'em away somewhere.

Yeah, but where?

Say, you know that
gentleman jockey, Mr. Brent?

Well, I bet on a horse that
he rode at Belmont once,

and I think he pulled
that horse.

I know he pulled that horse,

although I don't
like to say anything

against a gentleman jockey.

How about we leave one
on his doorstep?

Ok with me.

Say, I never had any love

for gentlemen jockeys anyway.

How about little Dutch
for Mr. Brent?

That's fine.

Look, and we'll leave

blackhat Gallagher

at Briggs' cottage
around the corner.

You know, Joe Briggs
welched on me

when he was making
book in Jamaica.

I know a guy I don't like,
runs a restaurant downtown.

Oh, no, no, no.

We ain't taking
anybody downtown.

And let's keep personalities

out of this, see?

Say, how about leaving one

on colonel Jake statz's lawn

yeah.

The statz brewery.

You know, once he told it around

I was making chemical beer.

Well, we'll give him
no-nose Cohen.

He's the ugliest.

The stranger.

The guy we don't know about.

He ain't no rose.

We ought to pick a spot for him.

Yeah, where'll we
leave the stranger?

You know, we don't want

to waste any of these fellas.

Now, boss, can't I keep
just one of them

in the kitchen until later?

Then I'll take him
downtown by myself

with absolutely
no trouble to you.

Now you heard me,
we gotta get him

out of here right away.

Nora's getting all
sored up about this.

I got it...
Marshal Preston.

You know, that bluenose

that's always squawking

about closing down the track?

Oh, so he wants to close
down the track, does he?

Where does he live?

He's got that gatin cottage

on union Avenue.

Well, he gets the stranger.

Now you stick here.

You're stayin' here
with the missis.

Me and the other boys

are gonna make the deliveries.

Wait a minute, boss.
Lefty went last time.

I never have no fun.

Now you heard me, stick here.

Now, you're getting spoiled.

Always thinking of
your own pleasure.

Come on, boys.

You heard him.

So long, Michael.

A cop.

Yeah, and you missed him.

You're getting careless lately.

Yeah, I know, boss.

It's the life I'm leading.

I was much better
when I was illegitimate.

I'll learn you some manners.

Ha ha ha.

A bull's-eye.
What do I get?

What do you want--
a Kewpie doll?

Stay where you are.

I'll beat your brains out.

What do you want?

Well, have the markos
arrived yet?

Who wants to know?

Well, I'd like to see

miss Marko or Mrs. Marko.

Well, you can't see them.

Michael, who is it?

Wait outside.

It's the law.

What?

He was here once before,

and I told the boss about it,

and the boss said
if he comes back,

to throw him out.

Do you suppose he's here about

those parties
that were upstairs?

Well, who knows what
a copper wants?

Is he a local?

No, he's a state trooper.

Oh, that must be the fellow

who was trying to catch us

outside of Albany
this afternoon.

We weren't going very fast.

I'll take care of him.
Show him in here.

Come in, but I think
she's making a mistake.

You asked for it.

So, you had to follow
us all the way here.

Well, let me tell you
something, young man,

we weren't going
over 35 miles an hour.

Well, there's some mistake.

Oh, no.
There's no mistake.

That old car of ours can't
make over 35 miles an hour.

If you don't believe it,
take it out and try it.

Well, I'm not here
to arrest you for speeding.

Then what do you want?

Well, you're Mrs. Marko,
aren't you?

What of it?

Well, my name's whitewood.

I'm Dick Whitewood.

What? In that uniform?

Well, Mary told me

when I got back to America

I had to do something,

so I'm doing this.

Surprise Mary, don't you think?

Surprise her?
It'll floor her.

Pardon me.

Mary!

* Mary *

* Mary *

forgive me for
shouting for Mary,

but, uh, my servants
are all busy.

Oh, how are you, Mr. Whitewood?

Such a shock,

thinking I was gonna be pinched,

and it turned out to be you.

I understand.

Dick!

Oh, darling. Well,
what a grand uniform.

He's got some bad news for ya.

I mean, a surprise.

Don't tell me you're really

a state trooper?

I certainly am.

I think that's marvelous.

But darling, whatever
put it in your head

to become a state trooper?

Yeah, you're going around
making people nervous.

Well, I hadn't been back
from Europe for 2 days

when I was stopped for
speeding in Westchester.

Did you beat the rap?

I beg your pardon?

Never mind. Skip it. Go on.

Well, that gave me the idea,

and I went to see
a friend of mine

who's an officer--

you mean, uh, you have friends

that are policemen, too?

And here I am.

Well, I think that's grand,

and darling, that uniform

is wonderfully becoming on you.

Why, I'll fall in love with you

all over again.

Ahem.

Oh, uh, by the way, Mrs. Marko,

dad's very anxious
for me to bring Mary

over to the hotel
tonight for dinner

so he can meet her.

Certainly, and after
you've untied your bibs,

bring him back over here
to meet Mary's old man.

Thanks.

Personally, I can't tell you

how happy I am
about you and Mary.

I'm pretty happy myself.

And Mary's father
will be tickled to death.

Have you any other
clothes with you?

No, I'm just here
overnight on leave.

I was thinking of your father.

He, uh, he doesn't
like uniforms.

He's, um, he's a pacifist.

Well, if father
doesn't like uniforms,

it's time he learned.

I like it, and that's enough.

Well, why not let me meet him

and see what happens.

Oh, well, he's not in now.

He went to work
for half an hour.

He's--he's gone out
calling on some neighbors.

Oh.

Well, I'll see you later.

It will be very interesting

to have a policeman
right in the family...

I hope.

Honey, how about you and I

having a few minutes
alone together,

before we meet anybody else?

Darling, if you
hadn't said that,

I was just getting
ready to sock you.

Michael, what's the idea?

Mr. Marko says

that if this prize
package misbehaves,

to cut a switch.

Why ain't he in b-e-d?

Because I want more to e-a-t,

you old c-o-w.

Mrs. Marko,

I think this boy is a mistake.

In spades.

Is that, uh, room upstairs--

the one those parties
left--in order?

Yeah. I scattered
some rugs around it,

and it looks ok.

Well then, take little, um,

lord Fauntleroy up to it

and put him to bed.

I ain't sleepy.
I think I'll go out

to a pool parlor for a while.

You will, in a pig's eye.

Grab him, Michael,
and carry him upstairs.

Hey! Hey!
What are ya--

what are you doing anyway?

Hey, take your hands off me,

you big blockhead,
or I'll--

cut it out!
I'll brain you!

What are you doing, anyway?

Hey, lay off me, you mug.

Hey, take it easy.
I'll go to bed.

Now you're talking sense.

Put him down, Michael.

I'll put out some
pajamas for him.

What do I want pajamas for?

I'm wearing my underwear.

Hey, scram, will ya?
I'm going to bed.

For crying out loud.
Take it easy.

Darling, I hate
to break this up,

but if I'm gonna
meet your father,

I think we'd better start.

Uh-uh. Let him wait
a few minutes.

And make a bad
impression? No, sir.

I'll get my things.

You think you can wait here

alone for a second?

I'll try, but I'll suffer.

Silly. Good-bye.

Aw, Mike, you missed it.

Say, you should
have been along with us.

We ain't had so much fun

since we shot up
little Dutch's headquarters.

Yeah, it was better
than a circus.

Oh, seeing how we
planted no-nose Cohen.

Say, that was a pip.

Can you imagine Jake Shultz

when he opens that door

and no-nose Cohen
falls in on him?

Wouldn't his face be red, eh?

Mike, you want to get lefty

to tell you all about it, ok?

Oh, boy.

Well, we drove up
to the Shultz place,

and by this time,
no-nose is a little stiff.

Oh, excuse me.

Oh, I wish I could
be there to see it.

Oh, good evening.
Are you Mr. Marko?

What about it?

Well, I'm dick Whitewood.

Are you in this house
on any business?

Well, no, sir,
I came here to see--

well, then, get out of here.

You boys have
got plenty of crust

walking into an
honest man's house.

I don't have to stand

for any coppers around me now.

Mr. Marko, you don't
understand, I--

I understand
everything I have to.

You ain't got anything on me,

and you don't belong here.

Yes, but I--

go on, get your hat
and get out of here.

I ought to smack you

just for old time's sake.

Father, listen,

this is dick Whitewood--

I don't care who he is.
I don't want

any coppers prowling
around this joint.

Now get out of here.

Remy, Remy, nix-nix.
That's Mary's feller.

What?

This is Mr. Whitewood, father.

Uh, my father, dick.

Pleased to meet you,
Mr. Marko.

Ah.

Oh, now, take it easy.

Remy, we got a little
surprise for you.

Now don't get excited.

Uh, Mr. Whitewood here
and Mary are engaged.

What? Engaged?
To him? Since when?

Why wasn't I told about this?

Well, I tried to tell you

all the way up from New York.

They--they met in Paris.

Mary told me all
about the family.

They're all right.

Thank you, Mrs. Marko.

What do you mean,
she met this copper?

Oh, he wasn't a copper then.

Remy, give yourself a chance

to become acquainted with dick

before jumping to conclusions.

What's he trying to do,

make a sucker out of somebody?

Coming around here,
dressed up like that,

scaring people?

But he really is a flatfoot.

I mean, uh, officer.

Ain't it wonderful?

Say, now, what is this?

I can take a joke

as well as anybody.

What is it?
Is he a copper,

or isn't he a copper?

Listen, Remy, I told dick

when we became engaged in Paris

that I couldn't marry a man

who didn't work,

no matter how much money he had,

so he came home

and joined the state police,

and I think it's wonderful.

Oh, it's phenomenal.

Why don't you children
run over to the hotel

and have your dinner
with dick's father?

I'll square the beef here.

Come on, dick. Let's
give Remy a chance

to get used to the idea.

Michael? Michael?

Well, we'll see you later.

I'll bring my dad over.

Ah.

Tell the old gent--

I mean, uh, tell your father

how eager we are to meet him.

What do you want?

The door.

Who, me?

Yes, you, you lug.

We'll be back later, mother.

Bye-bye.
Thank you.

Good-bye.

So that's what Europe
has done for her.

Now, Remy, she didn't know

anything about him
becoming a copper.

It was entirely
the boy's own idea.

Yeah, but she stood up
for him, didn't she?

She doesn't think for a minute

that I'm gonna
let her marry a copper?

Why, we'd never be able
to hold our heads up again.

Why, you cluck,

you're on the side of law
and order yourself now.

Well, sure, I'm legit,

I'm in favor of law and order,

but you don't have to have it

right in your own house, do you?

I won't stand for it.

Remy, you stop
shooting off your mouth.

Aw.

That boy's coming back tonight,

he's bringing
his father with him,

and you're gonna
be nice to them.

We gotta think of Mary.

I hate to tell you what
I think of her now.

Oh, this job is only
a whim on dick's part.

He won't stick at it.

Now come on, have your dinner.

You'll feel better.
Come on.

Come on.

Do you think he gets a pleasure

out of just arresting people?

You know, there are coppers

in this world just like that.

If this legit stuff
keeps up much longer,

I'm gonna kiss you guys good-bye

and spend the rest of my days

in the old ladies' home.

Cheer up.
I hit the boss

for some of our back wages,

and he give me
50 bucks on account.

Gee, I didn't think

he was down that low.

Well, he could have chopped

that horse we bet on yesterday.

He won by a dirty snoot.

I wonder who's running tomorrow?

What is it?

They're offering
$10,000 reward each

for them bandits, alive or dead.

We both know, Remy,

Mary's gotta
get married someday,

and I know you'll like this boy

when you get used to him.

Well, I ain't got
nothin' against the kid.

It's just that I don't
like his advocation.

Hey, lefty!

Harold!

Push that button a little
harder, Nora, will you?

If I do, I'll push my foot

right through the floor.

There's nobody here.

No kidding.

Mike!

Lefty!

Lefty!

What?

Hey, what's this?

"Dear boss, we've tooken

a half hour off.
Mike."

You know, I'm getting

a little discouraged about Mike.

You ought to,

after all you've done for him

and give him.

Oh, no, it ain't that.

It's just that I can't
learn him how to spell.

Look at the way
he spells "tooken,"

with 2 Os.

It's that grab bag
of yours again, Remy.

Say, he hadn't walked around

in his bare feet.

I think we should go up

and slip him a Mickey Finn.

Uh-uh. He's liable
to create a taste for 'em.

Marko will talk to him.

You go up the front stairs,
and I'll go up the back.

That's a break.

Now we can throw a party
tonight in peace.

Mama, you know,
I get a funny feeling

looking at him like that.

Seems to me that
around his little head

there's a halo...
Can't you see it?

Why the celebration?

Oh, it would be like
this every night.

I didn't know there was
gonna be a party.

Are you feeling
well enough to face it, dad?

Oh, I'm all right.

Of course, we won't
be here very long.

Well, is your health
troubling you, Mr. Whiteman?

Well, I have to be quieter

than most people.

Excitement seems
to be bad for me.

Oh. Well, shall we go in?

Mmm.

* could make me be true *

* could make me feel glad *

* just to be sad
thinking of you *

that-a-boy, you know them all.

* some others I've seen *

* might never be mean *

* might never be cross *

* or try to be boss *

* but they wouldn't do *

* somebody else
gave me a thrill *

* with all your faults,
I love you still *

* it had to be you *

* wonderful you *

* it had to be you *

atta-baby.
Is that a dandy?

Father?
Yeah?

Father, this is Mr. Whitewood.

My father.

Well, how are you,
Mr. Whitewood?

How do you do?

Uh, come to look us over, huh?

Well, I, uh--

well, we look you over, too.

You know, Mary springing
this engagement stuff on me

hit me right between the eyes.

She means an awful lot
to me, my little girl.

I'm sure of that.

Yes, sir. You know,

I spent 50 grand
educating that girl.

Of course, I understand
you spent some dough

on that kid of yours, too.

Now look here, you and me

ought to get together
on this, Mr. Whitewood.

The sooner the better.

Yeah, but first
I want you to meet

some of the folks
and have a little fun,

you know, they're
old friends of mine.

Great people.

I've met some of them already.

Yeah?

Some rather whimsical ones.

Wh--oh. Well, uh,

the only one that sings here

is the singer.

He ain't never studied

a note in his life.

Yes, I can hear that.

Hey, uh, Nora!

Come over here, will you?

Come over and shake hands
with Mr. Whitewood.

That's my, uh, better half.

This is Mrs. Marko.

I am very glad
to know you, Mrs. Marko.

This is a great
pleasure, Mr. Whitewood.

We're so glad to have
you in our house.

I wonder if I could,
uh, have a glass of water?

You bet your life...

Anything at all.
Michael?

Where is he?
Harold?

I--I can't imagine
what's happened

to our Butler and our steward.

Where are those mugs?

I'll see if I can find them.

Say, it's a lucky thing
we got 'em all back.

I thought for a minute

we was gonna lose no-nose Cohen

when colonel statz
come along just then.

Listen, we can't leave
them stiffs here.

Somebody's liable
to come nosing around.

The best thing is to stick them

in an empty room upstairs

in the closet.

Well, now, that ain't
so easy. There's people

going through
that hall all the time.

You can't use the guest room.

Marko's prize is up there.

Then we'll have
to watch our chance

and take them one by one

up the back stairs,
and stick them

in that side bedroom closet.

Nobody's using that room.

All right, you guys handle it.

I'll tell the boss.
Boy, will he be tickled.

Him so broke, and with $40,000

worth of merchandise
in an upstairs closet.

You stick here,
and I'll give you the orders.

All right.

* shine on *

* shine on, harvest moon *

* up in the sky *

* I ain't had no lovin' *

knock it off.

What's the matter?

Run along out on the
porch, why don't you?

Aw, Nora, quite
crabbing the party.

When you and me worked
at coney island,

you had the loudest
voice on the boardwalk.

Hey, hey, Mike, come here.

Where have you been?

This is a fine time
to take a date

with all these people
around here.

I couldn't help it.
Look, boss...

I gotta talk to you.

Well, not now.
Come on,

get busy waiting
on these people.

But this is important.

Mike, I know just what
you're gonna ask me,

and there's nothing doing, see?

That 50 smackers that I gave gip

was to be cut up among
you fellas, understand?

So, come on, rustle up
some drinks for these people.

Yeah, I know you gave gip--

you heard me.
Get going--

before Nora catches you.

* a merry-go-round,
round, round *

* and around,
and round, and round *

* and the-- *

you heard me.
Out on the porch.

Aw, now wait a minute, mama,

let the singer alone.

May I please have
a glass of water?

He's got a beautiful
voice, hasn't he?

Say, do you know Jim Crawford?

You know, the singer
sung for him one time,

8 hours straight,
without a stop.

Just think of that.

I don't dare.

Say, by the way, singer,

where is our old friend, Jim?

He's sick, boss.

No kidding.

In a hospital in San Diego.

Oh, gee, that's tough.
Say, I got an idea.

Let's call him up
and cheer him up, huh?

Richard, a chair.
I'm going to faint.

Harold! Lefty!

Uh, long distance?

Listen, I want any hospital

in San Diego that's
got Jim Crawford.

Hello, Jim.
Hold on.

Say, uh, come here,
folks, will you?

The singer is, uh, gonna sing

to Jim Crawford in San Diego.

Oh, you'll love this.

* for I'm dancing
with tears in my eyes *

* for the girl
in my arms isn't you *

* dancing with somebody new *

* though it's you *

say, is he really singing

to someone in San Diego,
California?

And how.

Why, once Mr. Marko
had him singing

to a man in Australia.

Ain't it wonderful?

The telephone, I mean.

I wonder if there's someplace

where I can get a towel

and some cold water for my head?

Upstairs, third door
to your left.

* so hard to do *

* for I'm dancing *

well.

Uh, we was just
playing piggyback.

His mother always
used to play with him.

* for the girl *

* in my arms *

* isn't you *

excuse me.

* all your years of wishing *

* fancies maybe *

say, what's the matter
around here?

This house seems to be full
of idiots and lunatics.

Aw, pop. You gotta learn to mix.

* with you *

* every cloud must have
a silver lining *

excuse me.

Yeah.
Excuse me.

* wait until the sun
beats through *

* smile, my honey, dear *

* while I brush away each tear *

* or else, I may
be melancholy, too *

oh, boy, you can sing
for my dough any time.

Isn't he marvelous?

Oh, Sam, he's singing
for Jim in San Diego.

Hello, Jim, are you lis--

what? Oh, is that so?

Some dame just cut in

and said Jim don't care
to hear no more.

Say, I wish we could get

that big fella at Alcatraz.
He'd love this.

I don't think they'd
leave him come to the phone.

Huh?

Hey, boss...
Yeah?

If you can get away

from that phone for a minute

there's an important call

for you on the private phone

in the library.

Oh, excuse me, folks.

Hello?

Hello, Remy,
this is post and ritter.

We've just arrived. We're
stopping at the shawford.

I guess you know what kind
of news we're bringing.

Well, well, well.

Now, you don't have to tell me,

I thought that you boys

and that frowsy bunch
of directors

would come around
to my way of thinking.

Well, how much more time
are you gonna give me?

I'm sorry to have
to tell you, Remy,

that in a meeting
of the board this afternoon,

your note was definitely
called in.

What? What, you mean to tell me

that you gents came
all the way up here

to tell me that?

We have all the papers with us,

and if the note isn't paid
by 12:00 tomorrow,

we have orders to proceed
with the foreclosure.

Now wait a minute,
wait a minute, will you?

You gotta give me a chance.

That brewery's all I've got.

I'm gonna do big things with it.

Now look, boys,
it'd be different,

see, if I didn't have the dough,

but I got it, see?

Hello?

Nora.

Anything wrong, Remy?

Come in here.
I want to talk to you.

Nora...

How long has it been
since we've had

a family conference?

Now look, Remy,
if you're in trouble,

I wish you'd tell me.

Nora, I've always been
a good provider, ain't I?

Ain't Marko always
given you everything

he possibly could?

You don't have to ask me that.

What are you driving at, Remy?

Ain't I always worked hard?

Day and night,
year in and year out,

and I always come up
the hard way?

Remy, what are you driving at?

Will you please
come to the point?

You've got me feeling like

I'm walking up a blind alley.

Well, it's like sticking a knife

in my heart, Nora,

but I gotta tell you this...

I'm broke.

You mean--you mean

you've lost the brewery--

yes, the brewery,
the house in town,

the cars, everything.

Why, Remy, you're sweating

worse than a stuck hog.

Well, who wouldn't sweat?

I've been a sucker.
I've been a setup

for a bunch of tinhorn
moneylenders

that was only too quick
to dish it out

when I was making dough,

but pull back their ears
when I need it.

They're holding a note
for a cheap 462 grand,

and if it ain't paid
by tomorrow at noon,

everything goes.

Look, Remy, we've
always been partners.

If you need dough,
take my jewelry.

Take every piece of it.

Well, mama, I hate to tell you,

but for the past 6 months,

you've been wearing phonies.

Ph--
phonies?

Yeah, I pawned the real ones.

Why didn't you tell me?

Well, I thought I'd get
'em back any day.

Well then,
get it some other way.

You've been
in tough spots before.

You'll get out of this one.

Ah, you bet your life I will.

The trouble with Marko,

he's been playing
the other guy's game.

I've been trying
to be legitimate,

and it ain't my racket.

I don't know the rules,

so I'm gonna play my own game.

Starting right this minute,
I'm gonna be illegitimate.

Remy.

Yeah, I know what
I'm talking about.

It ain't too late,
and I'm gonna make

a good beginning right now.

What you gonna do?

I'm going right out there,
and I'm gonna

grab me Mary's
boyfriend's old man,

and I'm gonna sell him a half
interest in the brewery.

Hey, uh, Mike.
Where's Whitewood?

The old gent, I mean.

He was laying on a couch

until myrtle spilled
some wine on him.

Then I don't know
where he got to.

Milk? Who's sick?

Nobody.

The missis told me to take it up

to the orphan.

One side, or lose a leg.

Come on, kid.
Open up.

It's Mike with some milk.

If you don't want
to get babbled on,

take it back and bring me

a bottle of beer.

All right.
You can come down

and get it yourself.

Hey, open it up, boss.

Well, don't point it at me.

Oh!

Oh, there you are.

Where have you been,
old-timer?

Say, I've been looking
all over for you.

Nora wants to truck with you.

Mr. Marko, isn't
there some place

where we can have
a little talk--

privately?
Yeah, sure.

See, I was getting
around to that myself.

Let's step right
in here to the library.

Have a chair.

Have a cigar?

Thank you.
Not just now.

Oh, well then,
take some home with you.

Smoke 'em later.
You'll like 'em.

Look, got my name on 'em.

Nothing cheap
about Marko, is there?

Here, take that one
with you, too.

Mr. Marko, let us come
to the point at once.

I refer, of course,
to the situation

between your daughter
and my son.

Oh, you mean about
their getting married?

Precisely.

Naturally, I'm deeply concerned.

Well, from now on,

you don't have to worry anymore.

I got good news for you.

You have?

Yeah. I decided
to let 'em get married.

You have decided?

Yeah, I thought
you'd be surprised.

What with your kid being a cop

and me not knowing
anything about his family.

You infer that you accept us,

that you don't know who we are?

Yeah.

I'm willing to take a chance.

That's very gracious
of you, indeed.

Hey, now wait a minute.

Now, that ain't only as far

as I'm gonna go, see?

Just to show you that my heart's

in the right place,

I'm willing to let you be
a partner in my business.

Just what is your business?

A brewery.

And seeing how it's all
gonna be in the family,

I'm willing to let you
buy in easy.

For just about how much?

Oh, not much.
You know, just enough

to give you a rooting interest.

Say...

Oh, about a half a million?

Not much. Only half a million?

Well, I might let you
press it a little.

Mr. Marko, I should like to say

that this is an experience

that I shall never forget.

Now, wait a minute.
Don't thank me.

Please, don't do that.

The first thing you know,
you'll embarrass me.

How about having a little
glass of beer, hmm?

Marko's gold velvet.

It's the tops.

I ought to know.
I make it.

No, really, I--I--I--

come on, now.
Drink it, will you?

It's the best beer
on the market.

See, I got an idea.

I got my pictures
on the bottles.

When you're my partner,

I'll put yours on the cans.

Go on.
Now drink it.

Hmm? What's the matter?

What's the matter?

Hmm?

What was...

In that glass?

It's Marko's beer.

What's the matter,
don't you like it?

It is positively the vilest,

most revolting stuff
I have ever tasted!

What?

You got the nerve to tell Marko

that his beer--

is absolutely rotten!

Say, you say another
word about my beer,

and I'll throw you
right out that window!

That will be quite unnecessary.

I assure you, Mr. Marko,

I haven't got a penny
to put into your brewery.

And furthermore,

I am going to remove
the whitewoods

and their police blood

out of your house
this very minute.

What?

That's the kind of family

my daughter wanted
to marry into.

Why, Mr. Whitewood.
What's the matter?

I'm terrible sorry, Mrs. Marko,

but I'm afraid I'm going to have

another one of
my fainting spells.

If I could just get
a little fresh air.

You'll do nothing of the kind.

What you need is rest
and a little quiet.

You come right upstairs with me.

Uh, could I know just
where we're going to get

this peace and quiet?

You bet your life.

You're going right upstairs
to the back bedroom

and have a good night's sleep.

Come on.

Hmm. He don't like my beer.

The most revolting stuff he--

why, it's delicious.

What's the matter, boss?

Anything wrong?

Where's lefty?

In the pantry putting
more beer on ice.

Come here, you guys.
Both of you.

Here.

Come on. Drink this beer,
all of you.

Oh, boss. You know
I don't drink beer.

I ain't drunk no beer

since I been working for you.

Me neither, boss.
My stomach.

Come on. You heard what I said.

Drink this beer.

Sure, sure.
I'll try it.

I like this beer.

What's the matter?

You don't look so good.

I'm all right now, boss.

I just got a stitch in my side

when I was drinking it.

Come on, you guys,
it's your turn now.

What's the matter?

You look a little green.

I always turn a little green

this time of the year, boss.

Now, come on, come on.
What do you think of it?

The beer, boss?

Well, that's what you
just drunk, ain't it?

Sure, sure.
It's beer all right.

Ain't bad, boss.

Oh, it ain't bad, huh?

No, it's pretty good beer, boss.

"Pretty good, ain't bad."

You know what I think?

You're all a bunch
of cheap liars.

Oh, I wouldn't say that, boss.

Why, it's the rottenest, vilest,

and most revoltingest stuff

you ever tasted, ain't it?

Come on, now.
Speak up.

Be on the level with me.

Speak up.
Ain't it?

It's pretty bad, boss.

To tell you the truth, boss,

it tastes like something

that's turned.

You, Mike.
How do you feel?

Like I was cauterized.

Yeah, and yet you kept
your mouths shut.

All the time you guys knew

that Marko's beer tasted
like bottled shellac,

and yet you don't
wise him up at all.

Not a peep out of you guys.

Yeah, you're supposed
to be Marko's friends,

and you don't
wise him up at all.

We didn't want
to hurt your feelings.

No, you'd rather see me
go broke, wouldn't you,

and in the gutter?

No, boss.

Yeah, but Marko ain't beat yet.

Now I know what's wrong.

Now I know why we
ain't selling beer.

It's because we ain't
got good beer.

What we need is somebody
who knows how to make beer,

good beer.

And starting right this minute,

I'm going to get myself

the best brewmaster
in the country,

in the world!

And just you watch
Marko go ahead, hmm.

Ain't you forgetting
something, boss?

What?

That mortgage.

You won't own that brewery

after tomorrow.

Yeah, that's right.

Forgot that.

Who's that in the kitchen?

Look, boss, look.

Hey, what is that,
Douglas, beer?

It ain't straw.

Well, now, look.
Marko don't want

you should drink that no more.

Why not?

We get it for nothin', don't we?

But it is not good
for you, Douglas,

and Mr. Marko wants you
to watch your health

so you'll be an athletic
when you grow up.

Ain't that so, boss?

Yeah, gipper's right.

Now you go on upstairs,

and Mike will bring you
a sidecar.

Aw, make it a double one, boss.

It'll save me some trips.

Boss, what's this thing

stickin' out of his pocket?

What?

Must be the beer.
I ain't seeing right.

A grand note.

A thousand bucks,
all in one piece!

Sure, my pockets
are full of 'em.

What?

Now, look.
Look, Douglas.

Marko wants you should tell him

where you got all these.

Upstairs in my room.
I look under my bed,

and there's a whole
suitcase full of 'em.

Well, come on.
Show us.

Sure!

Hey, you got all day,
for crying out loud!

All day!

Where is it, huh?

Gee, that's funny.

I left it right out
in the middle of the floor.

Now, show me
the money, will you?

That's all Marko's
worried about.

Where is it, hmm?

Somebody must have shoved it
back under the bed.

Oh.
Whoa!

There it is, huh?

You think that's it?

Look!

Well, I'll be a name.

Say, sad Sam's name
is on this pack.

Boss, don't you get the angle?

What?

This must be the bookies' dough.

The mob that knocked
over that truck

brought that money up here.

That's it. Sure.

While they wait here for me,

one of their own guys
bumps off the other 4.

But just as he's going to leave,

gip and lefty drive up,
so he's gotta duck

and leave this hot stuff here.

Certainly.

I figure there's half
a million bucks here.

That's what sad Sam
says was tooken.

Boss, you ain't broke no more!

What, you mean all this dough

belongs to Marko now?

Well, why not?

You rented the joint,
didn't you?

Nobody else knows
about it, do they?

Now, wait a minute.

All this dough belongs
to the bookies.

Yeah...

But Marko's beginning
to see the light.

Mike?

Here, you mugs, take
this dough downstairs

to the library
and stick with it.

Marko's gonna put over

the sweetest little job
you ever seen.

But, boss--

you heard me,
take it downstairs!

I've got to get to
a telephone right away.

You heard him.

Put it in.

Come on.

Oh, look, lady.

Get me the shawford hotel.

I want to talk to Mr. post
and Mr. Ritter.

Hello? Yes.

Who? Oh, hello, Remy.

What?

That's exactly what I said.

You just better get
over here right away.

Yeah, you said it.

It certainly is most
important, sweetheart.

Hey, you got a pool table

in this joint?

It's too late for that.
You go to bed now.

You're a lifesaver, Douglas.

Now listen, you guys.

If what Marko's
gonna do goes over,

we'll all be out of the woods.

I'm expecting post
and Ritter, get it?

Them are the guys
from the bank, ain't it?

Right. Now as soon
as they get here,

here's what I want
you guys to do.

Hey, Mike. How about
some more drinks?

Mike, where are you?

Hey, Kurt.

Come here.

What's up?

Don't crack, but I think I know

who stuck up the bookies' truck.

Look.

Say, that's the money wrapper

with your name on it.

Where'd you find it?

On the kitchen floor, just now.

Say, I'll bet Remy
done that stickup.

Well, certainly he did,
else how could this get here?

He had no business doing that.

No.

Of course, we're insured.

I know, but he shouldn't
have done it.

Is it nice to do that
among friends?

No, it ain't polite,

and him not saying
a word to us about it.

I don't like him
trying to outsmart us.

And he made out like it
was all news to him.

It's a bad sign

trying to outsmart your friends.

Besides, there's a reward.

Say, I never thought of that.

Kurt, there ain't
no 2 ways about it.

Much as we hate to do it,

we gotta put the law on him.

You fellas wanted me?

Yeah, we, uh...

We got a job for you, copper.

We want you to put the arm

on Remy Marko.

Put the arm?

Arrest him, stupid.

You get the credit,

and we get the reward, see?

Arrest Mr. Marko?
What for?

For sticking up
the bookies' truck

this afternoon.

Mr. Marko, please.

Mr. post and Mr. Ritter.

Yeah. He's waiting for youse.

Come in. He's in the library.

But I can't do what
you're asking me.

In the first place, I don't
think Mr. Marko likes me.

What's that got to do with it?

Mr. Marko is
a very impulsive man.

I don't think
I want to arrest him.

But you're supposed to do

your duty, ain't you?

Yes, but I'm engaged
to his daughter.

Ha! Most fellas would be glad

to put their
father-in-laws in jail.

60,000. 61,000.

Come in.

Them mugs--gents are
here from the bank.

121,000.
122,000.

123,000.
Hello, boys.

124,000.
126,000.

Sit down, boys.

128,000. 129.

Got my note with you, boys?

Remy, about that note of yours.

We've been thinking
over that extension.

What's the matter?

You've been screaming
your ears off

about that small change
for 6 weeks.

Remy, you've always
been a good customer--

well, here it is.
Take it.

Yeah?

What's the matter?

Boss, I positively
got to speak to you.

Excuse me, gents.

Certainly, Remy.

What's the idea
of interrupting Marko

like this?

I nearly got 'em
hooked in there.

Boss, I just found out

old man Whitewood collapsed

and the missis stuck him
in that back bedroom.

Well, it's ok with me if
she put him in the icebox.

But, boss, wait a minute.

All night long we've
been trying to tell you,

and every time you
give us a busy signal.

Tell me what?

Those parties are in
the closet in that room.

Gallagher and little Dutch,

you know those parties
we found here.

Are you drunk?

No, boss, but they're up there.

But we just took them away.

How did they get back?

They didn't walk, did they?

Say, is somebody getting
fresh with Marko?

Boss, we boys brought
'em back ourselves,

but we didn't want to put 'em

in the same room with Douglas.

We don't trust that Douglas.

What's the idea
of bringing 'em back?

We just stuck 'em around
where they do some good.

They're worth 40 grand, boss,

the paper says, dead or alive.

Why, you dopes.

You know I can't afford

to have those bodies
found around here.

Especially the condition
they're in.

But for 40 grand, boss?

Yeah, for 40 grand.

For 40 grand, you'd
ruin my social reputation,

you dope.

But, boss, what'll I do
if they open the closet?

Well, uh...

Well, you explain it to them.

But what'll I say?

Well, uh, listen.
I'm busy.

Explain to him how
it's all natural

and ok and a big
surprise to all of us.

Be a big surprise.

Now, let's get this over with.

You got my note?

Yes, Remy.

We wish you'd reconsider this.

I'd like to string along
with you boys

and renew that note,

but Marko just can't forget
a couple of dirty cracks

you made about Marko's credit.

You know, you hurt me, boys.

Oh, Remy, you're too big a man.

Yeah, but you hurt me.

You'll never know how much.

Come in!

Mr. Marko, can
I see you a minute?

No. Can't you see
I'm busy?

Come on.
Get out of here!

Go on, scram!

What is this, a conspiracy
or something?

I want a policeman.

But what about
your board of directors?

You leave them to us.

We'll assume
full responsibility.

Yeah. Here's a renewal
for a year. Sign it.

Well, you boys win.

You know, that's
Marko's one great fault...

Sentiment.

I'm signing this, understand,

only because I love you.

M-a-y-k-o, Marko.

That's it.
Not bad, huh?

Remy, I knew you were
too big a man

to hold a grudge.

I'm amazed at you, Remy,

thinking your credit
wasn't any good.

Well, forget it, pals.

I guess it's maybe just
because Marko never tried

to put anything over on anybody

that makes 'em
a little sensitive.

Aah!

You boys staying for the party?

No, thanks.
We'll run along.

Oh, that's too bad.

Come on. I'll show you
to the door.

Robbers! Bandits!
Call the police!

The whole room's full
of robbers up there!

Just a minute, boys.

It's one of my guests.

He's had a little
too much to drink,

and seeing as how
he's very prominent,

I think it might be
a little embarrassing

for him to see you.

So, would you two boys
mind leaving by the window?

Would you mind doing Marko
that little favor?

Why, certainly, Remy.

Anything to please you.

Right this way.

Opens on the driveway, see?

Good night, Remy.

Thanks a lot.

Pleasure was all mine, boys.

Pipe down, please.
Pipe down.

Now, one at a time.

Now, what's
this whole thing about?

Mr. Marko, as an officer
of the law, I arrest you.

Oh, no, you don't.

I got something to tell you.

Right here in this bag

is a half a million bucks

that was stolen
off the armored truck.

Half a million bucks?

Now, you being a cop,

I think you ought to turn it in.

Wait a minute, boss.

Shut up.

Now you...

What's the idea of you

acting like a hoodlum
in Marko's home?

That closet upstairs,
there's someone in it.

A lot of people.
It's outrageous!

You must be dippy.

I go to the closet
to hang up my coat,

and there are 4
of your friends...

With guns.

Well, can you imagine that?

Can it be that somebody's
intruding on Marko?

One of them attacked me.

The rest of them
waved their fists

and their guns at me.

Say, I got an idea.

They must be the guys
that held up the truck.

That's it, boss.

Them folks upstairs
must be the bandits.

Why, certainly.
Bandits?

Say, they could be at that.

Oh, let's get out of here.

Now look here, young fella.

You're a cop. Now,
here's your big chance.

All right.

Richard, my boy.

Richard, my son.

Say, what do you
think you're doing?

Guarding the stairway.

Will you get a load of that?

He figures they're gonna
leave by the front door.

Say, now listen, big boy.

You want to make a big guy

out of yourself all of a sudden?

How?

Go up to that room
and start blazing away.

But, Mr. Marko--

now listen, you're
a copper, ain't you?

Here's your chance
to be the biggest one

in the country.

You go right up to that room

and order them to come
out of that closet

with their hands up.

But suppose they don't?

I'll lay you 500
to one they don't.

Well, if they don't,

or if they even hesitate,

you start popping.

Only don't try and
open that closet door,

will you, or they'll
shoot your ears off.

They're dead--shots.

Mr. Marko, don't you think

we better wait
for reinforcements?

I've already called the police.

Young man, you're
wearing the uniform

of your country.

Well, anyways, your state.

Do you want these
people to think

that you disgraced it?

He's right, my son.

You are a Whitewood.

Why, certainly.

You're gonna make a big rep

for yourself tonight, kid.

Come on. I'll go with you.

That's my son.

Don't apologize, pop.

You can't help it.

In there!

Come on, come on.

Here, there's the closet.

Come out.

Come out with your hands up,
or I'll shoot.

Guess they ain't coming out.

Well, what will I do?

Uh, I hate to kind
of mess up this place,

but seeing as how
it's a rented house,

you better start shooting.

Now, wait a minute.

Bring it over about 7 or 8 feet.

That's it.
A little lower.

Give 'em a sixth
just for good luck.

You know, something
tells Marko you got 'em.

Yeah, all 4 of 'em.

Oh, gee, must have
been the strain

on you, huh?

Hey, what's the idea
waking me up?

I'm going back to the orphanage.

Now look, Douglas.

You go back to bed, will you?

Be a nice boy.

What happened to him?

Well, he's fainted.

He must have been nervous.

What are you trying to do?

Leaving a trace on him
to make it look good.

Oh, no, no.
I wouldn't do that

if I were you, I--

Richard, my boy!

Speak to me, speak to me.

That's all right,
pop. He's okey-doke.

You know, just from
all the excitement.

I wouldn't worry about him.

What's going on here?

Well, this young fella
lying here on the floor

just got the stickup mob
single-handed.

Biggest exhibition
of nerve I ever seen.

One of 'em pretty near
crowned the sergeant.

What's that?

The one on the roof.

He almost fell on top of him.

Say that again.

His name is innocence.

He was with
the little Dutch mob.

Slug through the window
got him in the shoulder,

knocked him off the roof
right into our hands.

Move over, mug, and
make room for Marko.