City That Never Sleeps

I am the city.

Above and part of America.

Melting pot of every race, creed, color

and religion in humanity.

From my famous stockyards

to my towering factories.

From my tenement district

to swank Lakeshore Drive.

I am the voice, the heartbeat of this

giant sprawling sordid and beautiful

Poor and magnificent

citadel of civilization.

And this is the story.

Just one night in this great city.

Now meet my citizens.

This one is Gregg Warren.

A mechanical man working in a window.

Once he was an actor.

Now he's down to this.

and here comes Johnny Kelly

also one of my citizens

A man who tonight has

reached a crisis in his life.

He came here at this

early evening hour to see

Sally Connors, free, wise and 21.

She has the face of an angel.

And a young university professor

once mistook her for one.

But when he discovered her profession,

dancing in a nightclub his love stopped.

And suddenly he stopped living.

Move it, buster.

-Oh, Johnny, it's you.

-Yeah, hey.

-Why don't you go up and park it?

-I will.

This early show's a drag.

You're telling me.

There weren't more than a dozen

couples up.

Johnny!

And now folks another

lovely young lady...

-Hi, Angel.

-...beautiful and direct from Paris...

...well known to discriminating

audiences all over Chicago...

...the exquisite, the graceful

and voluptuous...

...Agnes Dubois

Well, here goes nothing.

-What brings you here at this hour?

-You. I wanted to talk to you

What about, sweetie?

Well, what about, sweetie?

Us.

About us.

Oh.

It's Kathy again.

Yeah.

It's pretty wry.

-I can't seem to...

-So you're getting cold feet.

It's a big move to make.

You said yourself

it's what we both wanted.

You said the way things are now

you felt smothered.

-I do.

-And so do I.

When I was younger,

when this whole tired cockeyed world

was younger I was going to be

a pretty shining star

in ballet slippers.

Now I've been ground down to this.

Four shows night after night.

Sweat, more sweat, leering eyes.

I'm just like you.

I'm suffocated.

Sally.

You've talked about California...

...live in the sun under the great big

crazy sky.

Honey, I guess I do want that

for us but I...

But you're sunk in your rut

and you'll never get out.

Did you know I've given my notice here?

You can cancel it, can't you?

No.

They've already hired a replacement.

Honey, I...

I'm sorry. Sometimes I think it's right

and sometimes...

Forget it.

What do you intend to do?

Go away with Gregg.

That mechanical robot out in the window?

You're backing out on me.

What do you want me to do?

Crawl into a deep freeze?

You talk so big. We made such plans.

Never mind, Johnny.

Get this goodbye over quickly.

Come here, Johnny.

I've been there.

And this is another one of my citizens.

No, not him.

Not the little fellow.

Him.

Hayes Stewart.

He started out in his youth

to become a magician.

Magic is still his hobby.

Hayes became so talented

with his fingers.

His hand was so much quicker

than the eye.

His greed so much greater

than his conscience,

that he began picking people's pockets.

And his career as a hoodlum

went on from there.

And here is my most brilliant

criminal attorney

Being interviewed by the press as he

stands beside his lovely wife, Lydia.

A man who in the eyes of the world,

was the ultimate in success and

fortune and good living.

-I'll get it, darling.

-I'll get it, my dear.

You stay here to charm

the gentlemen of the press.

Will you excuse me a moment?

hello?

Yes, this is Penrod Biddel.

No, not this evening.

Nothing that can't be interrupted.

This is Johnny Kelly, Mr. Biddel.

I've changed my mind.

I've decided to listen to your offer.

I was almost sure you would.

You better come here tonight.

Take the service elevator.

OK, I'll be there.

Johnny, haven't you left for work yet?

Look, just because I'm your mother

in law, you could answer me.

Oh well, have it your own way.

but Johnny do you realize

this is three times

this week that Kathy's

had to stay late at the office?

And with you working the graveyard shift

you scarcely see each other anymore.

I declare, I wonder why you bother

to stay married.

But then she makes more money

than you do.

I suppose that makes it very convenient.

Very comfortable for you.

Makes it nice and easy.

well no matter how much I try to do

for you and Kathy,

it just isn't appreciated.

sometimes

Sometimes I think you don't

like me coming over.

But after all,

Kathy's all I've got.

I'll tell you this, Johnny Kelly,

if I were Kathy,

I wouldn't stand it for a minute.

I'd just walk out.

Do you hear me?

Goodbye, Mother.

I want to talk to you.

You did.

Last night.

Whatever you left out, your

mother filled in today.

Don't leave this minute, please.

I'm sorry, I have to, Kathy.

What few years I've left of this life,

I want to enjoy.

A woman should certainly

have the privilege

of seeing her own daughter

whenever she wants to.

Mother.

Oh, hello, honey.

What did you tell Johnny?

Nothing.

Nothing at all. why?

Is he gone?

Yes, he's gone.

Too bad you didn't marry

that Kitchener boy.

He and his wife are living

out on Lakeshore Drive.

Not that Johnny isn't decent

and honest and all,

but you should've had a man

to give you the comforts of life.

DEAR CAPTAIN, THIS IS TO NOTIFY YOU...

If you'd listened to me, you'd never

have married Johnny in the first place.

Telephone for you, Pop.

OK, Bill.

Sergeant Kelly

Pop, I hate to bother you...

...but I've been worried about Johnny.

He's been acting so strangely.

And tonight I found part of a letter

he started to write to his captain.

What did it say?

Well, it sounded as if...

...I hate to say this...

...but it sounded as if he was

thinking of quitting.

I'm sure you're wrong.

there's nothing the matter with Johnny.

nevertheless I wish you'd have

a talk with him.

I'll catch up with him at roll call.

will you call me later?

Sure.

You take it easy now and quit fretting.

I can't help it, Pop.

I love the guy.

That makes two of us.

Kelly. Junior, that is.

Here.

Williams.

Here.

-O'Malley

-Here.

-Henderson.

-Here.

-Michaels.

-Present, sir.

How long you been with us, Michaels?

Three months and two days, sir.

-You want to see Johnny?

-Is he all checked in?

Take off, Junior.

-King.

-Here.

-Griffin.

-Here.

-Conlin.

-Here.

-MacAleer.

-Here.

Something wrong, Pop?

I just happened to be in the station.

-Oh.

-Well, I'll walk you down to the garage.

-How have things been going?

-Fine, fine, great. Couldn't be better.

Sour about something?

I hear the Bears are a one touchdown

favorite Sunday.

Don't change the subject.

Stop digging at me.

What's the matter, Johnny?

Don't you like your job?

Yeah. It's making me filthy rich.

Still thinking of California and that

fishing boat, aren't you?

Anything but this.

I could have you fired

for a crack like that.

You'd be doing me a big favor.

-Kathy's worried about you.

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