Born Reckless Page #3

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Rosina.

Hey, wait'll you see

what I brought you.

Hey, what's the big idea?

You're wearing mourning

'cause I come home again?

That's a fine way

to mee-

Say, Rosa, what's wrong?

What's happened?

Where's Charlie?

Rosa's baby...

got no papa now.

Gee.

Gee, that's tough.

Poor kid.

It's tough to lose your man.

One of the toughest things

in the world, I guess.

Ah, there, there, now.

Don't-

Don't worry, kid.

I'll take care of you,

and I'll take care of the little one too.

Now, now, don't worry.

Don't worry. Poor kid.

What was it?

What happened?

It was a robbery.

Charlie had the payroll

of the-

Killed?

Who did it? Who killed him?

Who did it?

No, no, Louis.

That won't bring Charlie back.

- You know who it was. Now, tell me.

- No, Louis, I don't.

- Come on. You must know who it was.

- No, Louis, no.

- I don't. Even if I did, I wouldn't tell!

- You know who it was. Tell me!

What was his name?

Oh, no, Louis. No, no.

I know what you'll do.

More killing, more trouble.

Prison.

Oh, I don't wanna lose

anyone else that I love, Louis.

Rosa is right, my dear.

Oh, let us thank God

that you came back safe.

That's all right

about me coming back.

But while I'm away, a rat sneaks into my home

and kills one of my family.

Am I gonna let him

get away with that?

Am I gonna stand for a rat

making a mug out of me?

- Come on, now. You know who it was.

- No, Louis, I can't!

Tell me, you hear me?

I swear it, Louis!

I swear it!

I'll find him.

I swear it.

If it takes me all my life,

I'll find him.

And when I do-

Funny thing.

Sometimes, I got to feelin'

like he was my own brother.

And then for him to get it like that.

A game guy like him.

I think Frank would like to have heard you

call him that- a game kid.

Oh, I never did fall

for that hero bunk.

But there's some guys you'd go the whole way for,

others you wouldn't.

Well, Frank was the kind of a guy

you'd go the limit for.

Just as he-

Just as he was-

Just as he was... leaving...

he told me to tell you...

that he did his best to-

to win his spoys.

Well, if he didn't,

I don't know who did.

- Yeah.

- I'm glad you were there, Louis.

Then he said, uh...

if you ever needed anybody...

you could call on me.

I will.

I'll always remember what Frank called you-

a great guy.

Well, I'm not.

But I've always-

I've always wanted to be

a- a great guy.

You know, Joan...

I could try to be a great guy...

if you could see-

Oh, Dick.

You're just in time to meet Louis Beretti.

Louis, this is Dick Milburn.

I've told you all about Louis.

- He and Frank were chums. They

were together when- - I know, dear.

- Glad to know you, Beretti.

- Glad to meet you, sir.

You'll stay to dinner with Dick and me?

That is, if you don't mind Dick.

He's going to be my- my husband.

Aren't you?

Thanks, Joan,

but I-I, uh- I can't stay to dinner.

- Yes, you can.

- No, I-I can't. You see, I-

Well, I-I can't.

- Do you mind if I have another cigarette?

- No.

Well, old man, if you really have to beat it,

I'll run you down to the station.

No, thanks.

I'd-I'd rather walk.

You see, I got so used to walking in the army

that I kind of like it.

- Now, Louis Beretti, you're not going-

- Now, now, Joan.

So long. Lots of luck to you.

So long, Joan.

If you ever need anybody,

why, look me up.

Good-bye. So long.

Good luck.

Bye.

Good luck.

Hello, Needle, old boy.

How have you been? Full house.

Lot of important people out there.

They workin' you hard?

I've walked about 10 miles behind this bar today.

Take a peek at them dogs.

- They're swelterin'.

- Dancin' pumps. You know what they oughta-

They oughta get dust boards back there

for you guys to walk on.

Let me have a little shot.

Louis's bottle right behind you there.

- First today.

- Old Taylor, Needle.

Okay.

Everything's on the Old "Taylorino. "

That's right, Bill, plenty of water.

- That stuff'll burn your guts out.

- Yep.

Doctor told me that one time. Never drink

it straight. Always put something in it.

Listen, I knew a guy once that went to one

of those temperance lectures uptown.

You know, that tells you about all that booze

does to your insides.

Hobnails on your liver

and "very close" veins.

Well, he went on a buttermilk diet.

And what do you think

happened to him?

In three weeks, the guy is dead.

- No!

- Yes, sir.

Run over by a streetcar.

Hi, Needle, old boy.

How 'bout a shot?

Listen, nix on the booze.

The main gee just called up.

He wants you fellas downtown right away.

So you'd better screw.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yes, sir.

Okay!

What's up, Needle?

The boys are havin'

a little party down there.

The main gee

is goin' to the "cansky" in the morning.

- I heard about it.

- Hello, Needle.

- How are ya?

- How about a brandy and soda?

Nix on the "bransky. "

You better get goin' downtown.

The main gee just called up,

and you better hustle.

Hello, Moe.

- Oh, Sir Maurice.

- How do you do, Miss, uh-

Sir Maurice,

may I present some of my friends?

I'd be delighted, I'm sure.

This is Sir Maurice Mos-

...cowitz.

Sir Maurice Moscovich.

Sir Maurice was with me in the taxi

that night when I lost my diamonds.

Oh, yes, very valuable

and beautiful diamonds.

- Oh, but you were so kind and helpful.

- Oh, not at all.

Well, if you'll excuse me,

really, I must push along now.

- May I call sometime?

- Oh, please do. I should be delighted.

- Well, good-bye.

- Good-bye.

- Good-bye.

- Au revoir.

Charming chap. Very fine family.

Real nobility, you know.

All that sort of thing.

Oh, uh, a slug of gin.

- How are ya?

- Louis Beretti!

Sit down, fellas.

Sit down. It's all right.

I'm so glad I know you, Louis.

It's much easier to get into the social register

than into your place.

Well, there's always a table

for you, Mrs. Milburn.

"Mrs. Milburn. "

May I call you Mr. Beretti, Louis?

Sure, Joan.

Oh, this is Louis Beretti, our host.

- Mr. And Mrs. Fairfield.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

- How are you, old man?

- You remember Dick.

- Sure.

- How are you, Beretti?

- Hiya, skipper.

Louis and I are old friends,

although I always have a hard time...

making him ask me to dance.

Well, you see, I've been too busy to dance.

I've almost forgotten how.

I don't believe that.

Well, uh, would you-

- would you care to have a little drag with me?

- Certainly.

- Hello, Big.

- Hello, Sally.

- Gettin' fat, aren't ya?

- Eatin' regular.

How about your hat?

Is your head cold?

- Never mind.

- Okay.

What's on your mind, Big?

Got to take the rap.

You what-

You didn't beat that case?

Gee.

I never thought they'd put you

behind the bars.

- I'm sorry, Big.

- The appeal was denied.

Yeah. Brophy's case was too tight.

Beats me how he had everything lined up

in court the way he did-

the cars, the witnesses, the fence.

Yeah, witnesses to everything.

- Say, he ain't smart enough-

- Good-night, Louis.

- Night.

- To figure things out for himself...

without somebody rattin'.

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