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the moving picture tonight?

- It was grand.

- Kind of sappy, if you ask me.

Sure. Too much love stuff.

Is not for me.

I like the racketeer pictures, boy.

You know, shoot them up.

Is more excitement as love.

Why, Nick,

where's the romance in your soul?

Where is the what, please?

Romance. You know, two people falling

in love and sitting in the moonlight...

...gazing into each other's eyes.

Well, I like this too

but I like better to do it myself, personal...

...than to see some guy

in the movies do it. Huh, kid?

I don't care what they say.

I think that love story was beautiful tonight.

It's a lot of bunk.

No real man would ever propose like that.

- Oh, they don't.

- You don't have to look at a girl...

...and tell her eyes

are like the twinkling stars.

- Oh, you don't?

- No.

Well, how would you say it?

I don't know.

I'd call her up and ask her to a dance.

Or a movie?

Yeah, or a movie

and we'd go and get something to eat.

Or drink?

No, not any girl I'd propose to.

Oh, I see. Well, go on.

Well, then when the time came,

I guess I'd hold her hand.

You mean...

...like this?

Yeah.

Then what would you say?

I'd say:

"Betty, I'm crazy about you.

Will you marry me?"

Well, let me think.

Yes, Ed, I guess I will.

- Well, then we're engaged.

- I think that's what they call it.

Oh.

- It's swell, isn't it?

- Yeah.

Hey, what will your mother say?

She'll probably say, "Thank, heavens. "

- Come on. Let's get out of here.

- Okay.

How you like the sodas?

- Okay, Nick, take it out of there.

Sure.

- Hello, Ed. How are you?

Why haven't you called me up?

Why... Uh...

Our phone's out of order.

- Well, you could have come to see me.

- No. No, I couldn't.

You see, the girl I'm engaged to

wouldn't like it.

So long.

Say, was he trying to insult me?

Oh, no worry about that. It's nothing.

You know the old saying:

"Is just as many good fish in the ocean

as there ever was. "

Fish in the ocean.

There she is, boy. Give her the gun.

Yeah, what's the hurry?

Well, they told us to step on it.

You know what Joe says.

They got enough orders

to paper this shop.

Oh. Dombrowski said.

Hey, what's the matter with you?

- That's the fourth drill you've burnt up.

- Well, what's it to you?

Dombrowski's trying to sweat a record

out of us.

Listen, Frank, get down to work

and quit knocking Joe. Let her down.

What's the matter?

Well, we're having a little trouble

with these drills here.

- No more spares?

- No, they're all shot too.

Well, turn them in

and get some new ones.

Frank, these drills cost money.

- We gotta be more careful.

- Yeah? You asked us to speed it up.

You better get some drills

that will stand this gaff.

They'll stand up if they're used right.

Maybe you can use them better.

Yeah, and so can you.

- Did you check your setting?

- Yeah, it's all right.

That's tool steel.

You're giving her too much feed.

Come on, boy, you're too good a guy

for boners like that.

- I see that greaseball's been picking on you.

- Yeah.

How's it feel being pushed around

by a honyock?

I don't like it.

I ain't gonna stand for it.

No? What are you gonna do,

take a poke at him and lose your job?

I'll take a poke at him and I'll get

another job too. That don't worry me none.

You were a long time getting this one.

Weren't you, Frank?

Yeah.

All right, then.

Why don't you get wise to yourself?

You don't have to be pushed

by no foreigners.

There are a lot of guys in this town.

Americans who feel like you and me.

They've been giving this

a lot of thought.

They can show you

how to protect yourself.

Would you like to meet them?

Sure.

But, Mr. Osgood,

the stay-on lasts so much longer.

Heh-heh. Yeah, so I've heard.

- Anything else?

- No.

That'll be 50 cents.

Fifty cents? For Ajax Shaving Cream?

I can buy it for 37 down the street

at Molyneux's Cut Rate.

Well, you better trade there then.

We don't cut nobody's prices or throats.

Molyneux's Cut Rate store.

If you haven't got the stay-on kind,

Mr. Osgood, I'll take this. Milady Beautiful.

Anything else, Mrs. Danvers?

Oh, a package of henna. The good kind.

How do you do, Mr. Taylor?

- Hello.

- Seen our friend, Eddie, these days?

Yeah.

You ain't gonna let him marry, are you?

And why not?

It's still a free country, ain't it?

- That will be a dollar 39.

- Oh.

Oh. I think I've spent all my money,

Mr. Osgood.

- Will you charge it, please?

- Well...

I guess so, Mrs. Danvers.

Gee, you're sweet.

Goodbye, Mr. Taylor.

Yes, sir, what'll it be?

Give me that third bottle from the end

on the second shelf.

Little late, ain't you?

Yeah, a little.

I had some trouble getting away from home.

Sure, I know.

Cliff been around?

Cliff who?

Cliff Summers.

He's around.

- Tend the store, will you?

- All right, Dad.

In mighty multitudes,

they have swarmed to our shores...

...to take refuge under the protection

of the greatest government on Earth.

And how have they rewarded

the fine, generous, liberty-loving people...

...who opened to them their hearts,

their homes...

...and their horizons of opportunity?

I will tell you how.

With the basest ingratitude

and the vilest of treachery.

Spurning American ideals and the sacred

principles for which our forefathers fought...

...they have clung tenaciously

to their alien doctrines, foreign faiths...

...and un-American morals.

Like poisonous vipers,

they have patiently bided their time...

...while they've fed

on the bosom of our country.

Now enriched with the jobs

they have chiseled away from Americans...

...and drunk with the power

of their stolen prosperity...

...they are plotting to seize control

of our government...

...overthrow our glorious republic...

...and subjugate the American people

to their own dastardly designs.

Standing alone, you and I are helpless to

defend ourselves against this deadly peril.

Helpless to protect our homes and families

from the menace that threatens.

But if we unite with millions

of other red-blooded Americans...

...under the banner of the Black Legion,

we are invincible.

With fire and sword, we will purge the land

of these traitorous aliens...

...and throttle their every deadly scheme...

...till once more,

our beloved stars and stripes...

...will wave over a united nation

of free, white, 100 percent Americans.

Will the candidates for membership step

forward and get their application blanks?

- Go.

- Ain't you joining?

I joined last month.

- Hey, I wanna ask a question.

- Yeah?

If we joined up,

don't we get a uniform or something?

Man, the Black Legion's got the doggonest

uniform you ever laid eyes on.

One that will throw fear into the hearts

of all them rotten, ungrateful foreigners.

Go on.

The candidate, Frank Taylor, is ready.

We are ready to receive him.

Candidate Frank Taylor, you will kneel

and take the oath of allegiance.

Raise your right hand.

Read.

"In the name of God and the devil,

one to reward and the other to punish...

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