Dead End Page #7

I was watching, sure,

but they couldn't see me.

No, Milty said

somebody told the cops.

- Who told 'em?

- You gotta get out of here.

What chance have we got

if they catch you?

- I'll be all right. They won't get me.

- All right. You hide someplace.

I'll be looking in the street

downstairs for you.

We're going together, do you hear?

Do you hear me, Tommy?

We're going together.

All right.

Hey, where's the party

called Gordon?

Here, me. What about it?

This about it...

I want a kid called Tommy Gordon.

He here?

No. I mean,

he's not here now.

He's my brother

and he lives with me,

but I don't know where he is.

What do you want him about?

What are you looking in there for?

I told you he wasn't around.

Well, he'd better be around soon.

We want to see him,

and you'd better try finding him.

Come on, break it up.

It's all over.

Why don't you go on home?

Come on, beat it.

I live on this block

and I work on this block,

and I got a right

to see what's going on.

Aw, shut up.

Come on, go on home.

- Don't push me!

- Well, go on home.

Well?

The guy's sister's up there,

but there's no sign of him.

Are you sure you got

the right place?

I can hear, can't I?

Gordon, 440.

That's what the kid said, ain't it?

Say, what's so important

about gettin' the punk kid?

It ain't so important to you,

but it may be to me.

Judge Griswald's got a brother

what's got a kid...

Extra! Read all about

Baby Face Martin.

Extra! Paper!

Read all about it!

Extra! Paper!

Read all about the big killing here.

Baby Face Martin killed.

Extra! "Dawn Mourns

for Baby Face. "

Extra! Paper!

Extra! Paper! Read all about

the big killing here.

Hey, fellas, listen to this.

"Mystery man today shot and killed

the famous Baby Face Martin.

"The killing took place

in a picturesque tenement basement,

the walls covered

with blood and bullets. "

Says so in the paper.

The paper can't be wrong.

But that ain't the way it happened.

"It is reported that his last thoughts

were of his mother,

"a plump, pink-cheeked little woman

"who lives in a neat cottage near...

Sunnyside, Long Island. "

The old lady's lived up in that hole

for 30 years.

I don't get this.

It says so in the paper.

They found 20 grand in his pockets.

Boy, 20 grand.

He must've been

a pretty smart guy.

Baby Face?

Sure, he was the tops.

Public enemy number one.

Boy, he wasn't scared of nobody.

Boy, he could knock 'em all over

like anything, like nothin'.

- I got a machine gun.

- Bang bang!

No, you can't do that.

You're dead. I shot you first.

- Ah, you're wacky.

- Yeah? So's your old...

Boy, nothin' gonna stop

their party now.

I heard a guy say to Dave's girl

that there was no use

of her acting so funny,

and they might as well

all get soused.

Hey, look!

They're dancing like they like it!

Boo hoo, I'll tell my mommy on you

And as I sit here and sigh, says I

I can't believe it's true

Boo hoo

Hey, look at me, fellas!

I'm dancing!

Look at me, I'm dancing!

Look at me!

Sit down. You smell.

Yeah? Can you do better?

Have you seen Tommy?

We ain't seen a hair of him.

We've been here for over an hour,

and he ain't passed this way.

Milty, have you seen Tommy?

No, ma'am,

not since I saw you.

- Hey, the cops are wise to Tommy.

- No kidding, no kidding.

Ah, baloney.

No baloney.

Some guy snitched.

No kidding.

Hey, guys,

how are the mickeys comin'?

Gee. I bet a dollar

he's sent to reform school.

Sure, that's what they do,

isn't it, T.B.?

Yeah, they sent me to reform school

for just swiping a bunch of bananas.

And they was all rotten, too,

most of them.

I pity the guy who snitched.

The mickeys

are almost done now, guys.

Ouch! Yeah, like a rock.

Hey, T.B., do they give mickeys

in reform school, like these, I mean?

Slop they get, slop!

Unless they get some dough

to smear the jailies with.

Tommy will get two years.

Three maybe, I bet.

Yeah, never mind. You learn

a barrel of good things in reform school.

Tommy will, too.

Hey, listen, you guys,

I'm not gonna tell you again.

Aw, why don't you cut it out, you...

I'm telling you, you put that fire out

and get out of here, or I'll call a cop.

Go slip in a lake.

What?

Nothin'.

I'll marbleize ya, you goon!

Ya big palooka!

Hey, the fire's dyin' down.

Better get some more wood.

You get down behind there.

You stay and guard those mickeys.

Come on, let's go down

to First Avenue.

Angel.

- Tommy! Gee...

- Shut up!

What are you gonna do?

Run away so the bulls don't get me.

But before I go, I'm gonna

get the guy who snitched.

- You know who it was?

- Me? No.

Come on, don't lie to me.

I'll kill ya!

You know me, Tommy.

All right.

I think I'm wise to who done it.

- Who?

- Spit.

I'm gonna hide,

so you do like I tell ya.

When Spit gets back,

tell him like this...

the guy I stabbed

was down here looking for Spit

to give him five bucks

for snitching on who done it.

Got that straight?

The guy what he got stabbed

was down here lookin' for Spit

to give him five bucks for...

For snitchin' on who done it.

Right.

Okay.

What are you gonna do to Spit

if he done it?

The mark of the squealer.

Right.

Now go and play your kazoo,

see, like nothin' happened.

Look out!

Gee, Dave.

Gee, how ya feelin'?

How ya feelin'?

We been lookin' all over for ya.

The guys want to know

all about what happened.

Boy, that was some pretty one

you shot across the roof.

- The paper says you...

- Yeah, all right, all right.

You mean you don't want

to tell about it?

Boy, if it was me...

Hey, there was some guys from

the newspapers down at your joint,

banging away.

She was there

a couple of times already.

I've been looking for you.

Are you all right?

I tried to get to you, but...

I'm all right. I was lucky.

Your boat's sailing tonight,

isn't it?

Yes. I thought it best

for me to go quickly.

I came to see you this afternoon

to find out about...

Yes, I saw you.

You did?

Yes, and I saw what you felt.

Yes, I was frightened.

I thought I had been poor,

but I never saw anything like...

But now it wouldn't have to be.

You'll have some money,

and... I don't want to go.

I won't go if you'll tell me not to.

If I'll tell you not to?

We could go away now.

We could go away together...

away from all this.

We could have a year,

at least a whole year together.

And after that year was over?

I don't know. Maybe back to this,

but I don't care what comes after.

We could have a year of happiness,

and that's more

than I thought I'd ever get.

No, Kay, that's not what I want.

It never was.

I don't want a spree.

That isn't what I was looking for.

Look, Kay, you're an honest girl.

I'll be honest, too,

and then you'll understand.

I knew this afternoon that we...

Well, that it wasn't...

That I wasn't what you wanted?

That you'd made a mistake?

I don't belong in your world, Kay.

You don't belong in mine.

It's good that we

found that out now.

Come on, Kay.

We're waiting.

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