Boys Town Page #5

Mo, I'm tired.

Listen, Pee Wee, why don't you stay here...

and play mumblety-peg

with your new knife?

I can't carry you.

Mo, come on. I'm tired.

All right. Okay, here we go.

Up. Attaboy.

Sucker.

On a clear day,

you can see Omaha from here.

Yeah? Then what you got?

That's our baseball field over there.

One of our players has just been signed

by the St. Louis Browns.

- I like the Yankees.

- You would.

Hey, how did you get to be Mayor?

Did Flanagan make you Mayor?

No, Father Flanagan didn't.

I was elected by ballot.

We have an election every six months.

- I voted for you, Freddie.

- I know you did, Pee Wee. Thanks.

Just like playing house, huh?

Say, Whitey, you carry me for a while,

will you?

No, I might drop you.

There must be a lot of kids

taking on the lam around here...

with no fences or anything.

No, there never was a wall or a fence

around this place.

Father Flanagan once told us...

that a fence can't keep a fellow in

if he don't want to stay in.

- It's all worked on the honor system.

- Honor system?

A guy'd be a dope to try to do anything

around here with 200 spies...

ready to run and tell teacher on him.

There's no squealing.

Whenever you do anything wrong...

you go to Father Flanagan

and squeal on yourself.

Hey, you wanna know something?

I think you and Father Flanagan...

and this whole joint is screwy.

Now, get this, Whitey.

You think you're a lot different

from the rest of us. You're not.

We've got a lot of tough guys in this place.

Guys that'll take you apart

and put you together again like a watch.

Any time you get an idea like that,

let me know.

You can depend on that, Whitey.

When I get the idea, I'll let you know.

Say, Whitey, Father Flanagan

wants to see you in his office, right away.

I was having such a good time.

Well, see you later, Mayor.

Come in.

All right, Pee Wee, go.

You're cold, Pee Wee.

Getting colder.

Warm. You're red hot, Pee Wee.

You're red hot.

You took the biggest piece, didn't you?

So you've been a good boy,

have you, Pee Wee?

Yes, Father.

Do you know what I think?

I think you've been extra good...

and that makes a great deal of difference

around here when you're extra good.

Then everybody's happy,

aren't they, Pee Wee?

There, now you think that's enough

for a really good boy?

Yes, Father. Thank you.

- Can I sit in the leather chair, Father?

- You bet your life.

I'd love to have you sit in the leather chair.

Go ahead, Pee Wee.

Well, how do you like the place, Whitey?

The more I see of it,

the more I don't like it.

Well, you will like it.

I'm clearing out of here

the first chance I get.

There's a chance for that

any hour of the day or night.

My hunch is, though, you won't take it.

I'll give you odds on that.

If I was a betting man,

I'd take you up on that.

- Is that all?

- That's all.

I like Whitey, Father.

You and I, we like everybody,

don't we, Pee Wee?

- He give me this.

- He gave you that.

Yes, he gived it to me.

Goodbye, Father.

- Hello, Mr. Morris.

- Hello, Pee Wee.

- What you got, the mumps?

- No, candy.

- Say, what's your name?

- This is Mr. Burton, Pee Wee.

Hiya, Burt... Mr. Burton.

He's the chairman

of Father Flanagan's board.

I'm gonna be Mayor someday.

Eddie, there's a little matter of red ink

in the financial statement.

In other words, a deficit.

You have a rather bad situation here.

Yes, we have a boy in trouble.

Something new?

There's always a boy in trouble.

If we don't attend to this,

there'll be a lot of boys in trouble.

Have all that stuff laid out

in the gymnasium, and...

Hey, look.

Hello, kitchen?

Mr. Brown, how soon will lunch be ready?

Well, ring the bell right away,

will you, please?

And give it two or three extra rings. Right.

Hello, Your Honor. Finished your tour?

The bell saved you, didn't it, buddy?

Whitey, you're sitting beside me.

All right, half-pint.

We thank Thee, Lord, for these,

Thy gifts, which we have received...

through Your merciful bounty.

Heavenly Father,

I thank Thee for this food.

Gracious God, may the food that we are

about to receive strengthen our bodies.

What's the matter,

can't you all learn the same words?

Don't have to.

You say the kind of grace you want to say.

At Boys Town everybody worships as they

please, think the way they wanna think.

Sure. Some of us

don't have to go to chapel.

If you're a Catholic, or a Protestant,

you can go right on being one.

- Well, I'm nothing.

- Then you can go right on being nothing.

And nobody cares.

Thanks.

Hey, who's the swell mob

in the back there?

- They're the Commissioners.

- In the gravy, huh?

How'd they get there?

Eenie, meenie, minie, mo?

No, elections. We vote for them.

How cute.

Wonder how they'd like to move over?

Don't reach for that one, fellas,

it's a mile over your heads.

But might I of Jove's nectar

sup, I would not

change for thine

The thirst that from

the soul doth rise

Let him sing. He's doing all right.

Doth ask a drink divine

But might I of Jove's nectar

He's nobody's fool.

Sup, I would

not change for thine

- Here, let me help you, gimpy.

- No, that's all right. I can do it alone.

- Come on...

- Let me alone.

I don't need any help, I tell you.

I can manage.

What's the matter with that lug?

I was only trying to help him.

For a smart guy, you're an awful sap.

- Whitey, gimme a piggyback?

- I ain't helping nobody.

He didn't mean any harm, Tony.

I know that, Father.

That's a good idea.

I do it myself sometimes.

Do you suppose I'll ever have any sense?

Why, sure, Tony, you've got a lot of sense.

Of course, you have to exercise it,

so it'll grow.

People will always be trying to help me.

- I want to do things myself.

- And why not?

I'm counting on you to be

the Mayor of Boys Town.

No.

They want a fellow

who's good at football and baseball.

Somebody they can cheer.

Tony, there's a true story about a man...

who was very ill for a long time.

But he had courage, he got well.

People began to cheer him

for a lot of things.

And he became

the President of the United States.

And I only want to be

the Mayor of Boys Town, someday.

- Good night, Tony.

- Good night, Father.

- Hiya, Tony.

- Hello, Mo.

Hey, Hillbilly, everything's set.

- Kid stuff.

- Good night, Pee Wee.

Here he comes now.

Who's the smart guy

that doused the lights?

A bunch of wise guys in here, huh?

Very funny, boys, very funny.

Come on, White-Wings,

I want to get trimmed.

Okay. Trimmed is right.

Yes, sir. Snappy, says I.

Nice and neat now, my man.

None of that egghead business, get me?

By the way, how did you enjoy your golf?

That joke died last night. Leave it lay.

What shall we discuss, Your Lordship?

This great little metropolis, Boys Town.

- I'm afraid I'm beginning to like it here.

- Goody.

Yes, sir. In fact, I think I might even stay.

- A light trim. How's about it?

- Not bad.

No, sir, not bad at all.

Now, give me a massage.

I thought you were kidding.

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