City Streets Page #4

Synopsis: Nan, a racketeer's daughter, is in love with The Kid, a shooting gallery showman. Despite Nan's prodding, The Kid has no ambitions about joining the rackets and making enough money to support Nan in the lifestyle she's accustomed to. Her attitude changes after her father implicates her in a murder and she's sent to prison. During her incarceration, her father convinces The Kid to join the gang in order to help free Nan. When Nan is released, she wants nothing more to do with the mob and tries to get The Kid to quit, but she may be too late.
Director(s): Rouben Mamoulian
Production: Paramount Pictures
  1 win.
 
IMDB:
7.2
Rotten Tomatoes:
80%
PASSED
Year:
1931
83 min
113 Views


-Who are you?

You ought to know who I am...

if it's so important.

Drop those.

Kick 'em out!

Now go home and tell your mommas

you've been born again tonight.

Step on it!

What did I tell you?!

I'll take you upstairs

to your room.

We gotta beat it tonight...

Catch a train. Go now!

No! You're going right to bed.

Goodnight.

Where are YOU going?

Back to have a little session

with The Big Fella.

Please, Kid, please don't go!

If you love me...

They'll get you sure!

They're not getting me now,

or anytime.

Kid, please don't go.

Please, if you love me, don't go!

I won't let you!

What do you want me to do... crawl?

-There'll be no crawling.

Listen, Nan, I've got to

handle this my own way...

I'm having a showdown with them tonight,

and that's that.

No, Kid, no...

Kid, please don't go!

Please, if you love me...

Kid...

Kid, come back!

Come back, you fool!

You fool!

Hello...

Club Villa?

Mr Maskal please.

Tell him to hurry.

It's very important.

Big Fella?

It's Nan.

Well...

Does that offer of yours still hold?

I'll say it does!

Tonight?

Great!

I'm leaving for home right now.

I'll give you 5 minutes

to pack up and get out.

You think you're a fast worker,

don't you?

Throw me out, grab the kid's girl,

knock him off...

All before morning.

You're not giving THIS baby the air!

I'm NOT leaving!

No?

Look who's here!

Hello, pal!

Where's The Big Fella?

-1He's gone home.

Why?

-Nothin'.

Where's Nan?

Did she fall, without bein' pushed?

Listen Big Fella, have a heart!

Oh, no, it's top stuff...

Get out, and step on it!

In a hurry, ain't you?

What's the matter...

You expecting company?

You know your way out.

Well, hello Baby!

Hello!

It's nice of you to come.

Let me help you

take off your clothes.

Heavy, isn't it?!

What you carrying... gold?

Now, is that nice?

I always carry it with me.

You won't need it here.

No!

Oh, now... is that living up

to your side of the bargain?

I told you it was C. O.D.

Oh...OK baby.

Don't get so fussed about it.

I'll call McCoy now and tell him

to lay off, if that's all you want.

I'll do more than that for you, Baby.

Hello... Club Villa?

This is Maskal... get me McCoy.

Only with Kid out of the mob.

Run him out of the rackets...

that's the deal.

When you come through, I will...

not before.

Alright, baby, have it your own way.

You'll see, I'll treat you square.

Oh, darling!

I'm crazy about you!

And you'll see how happy

I'll make you...

You can have everything!

Car, clothes, everything!

What about Agnes?

-Who cares about Agnes?

Hello, Mac...

Say, Mac... forget that about The Kid.

Yeah... I want you to lay off him.

Baby, you sure have me on the run.

Yeah, you heard me...

Forget it.

And don't you worry about Agnes.

I am through with her for good.

Yes, I want you to lay off him, yes!

But listen Chief,

he just took a sock at me...

Hello!

Let me in! Big Fella!

Open the door!

Help! Help!

A shot! I heard it and the door's locked.

Open the door!

Open the door,

or we'll kick it in!

Come on boys... hurry up!

Big Fella!

Speak to me!

Speak to me!

Oh, he's dead!

You'll get plenty for this!

I didn't do it, I tell you!

I didn't do it!

-Then who did?

What's goin' on here?

The Big Fella.

-Kit!..

They think I did it, but I didn't.

I just heard 2 shots and somebody

threw the gun in and locked the door.

That's true, Kid, honest!

Honest?!

Why, you killed him, you...

Kid, I swear I didn't!

Of course you didn't.

Wait a minute!

You believe me,

don't you Kid?

Sure, I believe you.

But what was YOU doin' here?

Why did you come?

That's MY business.

It wasn't because you thought

you could get me out of a tough spot, eh?

No.

-Well, I know better.

Now, get out of here!

Say... who's goin'?

What right have you got to...

-Beat it!

Well, I like THAT!

Look here, Kid... we ought to wait

till McCoy gets here.

I'm runnin' this show.

Good night.

Maybe Mac 'll have something

to say about this.

Maybe he will.

I'll just stick around and see.

Well, what's the good

of all this arguing?

It's a cinch... sure...

If Nan didn't do it, who did?

Yeah, who?

-That's what I'd like to know.

How should I know?

Plenty of people 'd've been glad

to knock HIM off.

WHO, for instance?

Agnes, for one.

ME? how do you get that way?

Why should I?

The Big Fella told Nan

that he'd given you the air.

That's just rubbish

that yarn of hers.

Me and the boys think it was Nan.

We want to know who's runnin'

this mob now, anyhow.

I am.

Who says so?

I say so, for one.

He's right, boys.

It's alrighta, Kid!

Sure!

-That's right!

And when you talk to me...

take that toothpick out of your mouth.

You dumb egg!

You gonna let him get away

with a thing like this?

If HE's runnin' this mob what are you

gonna do about The Big Fella?

He was knocked off,

wasn't he?

Yeah...

What are you gonna do about it?

The payoff's up to you.

Sure!

-It's up to you, Kid.

Are you gonna let her

get away with it?

Not much!

Don't worry...

Whoever it is, will get

what's coming to 'em.

To HER, you mean.

If it wasn't her, what's that gun

doin' here? It's hers!

She said it was.

And the door locked.

That's right, Kid.

Are you tryin' to KID us?

Tryin' to give us the run-around!

What's your idea?!

Well, what about it?

Who said it was her gun?

-She did.

That's right...

She said so herself.

The door...

-The door was locked.

If she didn't do it,

who did?

He knows what he's doin'.

Don't be a sap!

Well, what are you

gonna do about it?!

Leave it to me.

Don't bother...

Big Fella!

We'll handle this.

We'll take him for a buggy-ride!

I'm running this show.

And I'm driving that buggy!

Hello, Nan...

Listen... meet me outside your house

in 5 minutes. Will you?

No... I can't explain now.

No... everything's alright.

So far, so good...

But be sure that

you go through with it.

I said I would, didn't I?

And don't try to pull

any fast ones!

Or WE'll pay double!

You get me?

You wouldn't try to frighten me,

would you, Mister?

Wait a minute...

Don't be in such a hurry, Chief.

We're goin' your way...

He thinks he can put one over.

We'll let the both of them have it!

Suits me!

Kid?

-Yeah... come on!

What's the matter?

-Nothing... nothing. Get in!

What for? Where are we going?

-Get in... it's alright.

What's the matter, Aggie?

Why are you in such a sweat?

Me? I'm alright.

I thought you said The Big Fella

hadn't given you the air?

Sure! You heard me.

Then, where were you goin' with THIS?

What were you hidin' it

back of the curtain for?

Hey... what are you tryin' to do?

Can't you see that train?

-Slow down! Are you crazy?

Stop!

Pull up!

Slow down!

Hey, what's the idea?!

Hey, are you crazy?

Slow down!

Put on those brakes, or I'll...

Well, why don't you go ahead

and shoot?

At this speed?

Don't be a fool!

Feed it to HER...

That'll stop him!

You put a slug in her

and you'll get the clip.

That'll help make up your mind.

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Oliver H.P. Garrett

Oliver H.P. Garrett (May 6, 1894 – February 22, 1952) was an American film director, writer, newspaperman, rifleman and usher. more…

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