Dead End Page #8

Yes, I'm coming.

I'm coming.

Well...

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Kay.

Come on, lift it around,

will ya, T.B.?

Look what I got!

It'll go up like wildfire, huh!

Boy, that'll keep

the home fires burnin'!

- Don't even have to break it up.

- Hey, Spit...

- Where'd you go for that crate, Joe?

- Third.

I went over around Schultz's.

Boy, he had some beauts over there!

Big ones, little ones... must have been

selling out the business or somethin'.

- Hey!

- Where'd you get the crate?

Hey! You think this'll burn?

I think it'll burn like a house afire!

It'll smell up the place.

So you're still here, huh?

Nah, we just left.

All right, all right, I'll fix ya.

All right, all right, I'll fix ya.

Hey, Spit.

- Hey, what are you doin'?

- My mickey's done.

Hey! That big one's mine!

I swiped it!

Aw, go on or I'll belt ya one!

If Tommy was here,

you wouldn't do that.

- Hey, Spit.

- Yeah?

There was a guy here what...

You know the guy what Tommy stabbed?

Well, he was here.

Yeah? What for?

He was lookin' for you.

- For me?

- Yeah.

He was gonna give you five bucks...

I think it was five bucks...

for snitchin' on who done it.

Yeah? Where is he?

Which way'd he go?

Hey, don't snitch on Tommy!

- What's it to ya? And you?

- Nothin'.

Shut up, or you'll get your lumps

in a minute. Which way'd he go?

Hey, let me go!

I'm gonna give you something

you won't get so easy.

Say your prayers, you dog!

Let me go!

I didn't mean to rat!

They had me! The cops had me!

What could I do?

Shut up!

You know what you get

for this, don't ya?

Oh, don't cut me!

Don't cut me!

The mark of the squealer.

- No kiddin'.

- Wow!

I'll give you anything,

only take the knife...

Shut up!

Tommy!

Tommy, you crazy?

Give me that knife!

Get away from me, Dave.

I'll give it to him right away.

It's gettin' easy, isn't it?

Yeah, it's a cinch.

Give me that knife.

You've done enough!

Now, give me that knife!

Beat it, ya fink!

Hey, have you seen...?

If you're looking for your brother,

he's down there.

He just tried to cut my throat!

Tell him I'll get him for this!

- Where is he?

- Down there! I'll get him for this!

All her life she's worked

and slaved for you, and for what?

So she can take the rap for you

every time you get in trouble?

She's young and pretty and decent.

She oughtta have something, too.

So you're gonna run away,

are you, the two of you?

What for? So she can

get old working for you?

Listen, I've seen you before.

There are thousands of you

in streets like these.

You saw the end

of one of 'em today.

Start out with knives

and end up with guns.

All right.

If that's what you are,

good luck to you.

But leave her out of it.

Let her forget you before it's too late.

- Tommy! Tommy!

- Spit squealed on me, Drina.

I wasn't gonna hurt him.

I was only gonna scare him.

Why didn't you meet me?

What's happened to you?

Where is all this

gonna end, Tommy?

Know what, Drina?

I think I'm gonna give myself up,

tell 'em I didn't mean to do it.

If I swear on the Bible

I'll never do it again,

maybe they'll let me go.

- Get out of here! Go on home!

- Gee, a cop!

You want to set fire to this wharf?

Let me catch you

doing this again and I'll...

Red, white, and blue coat,

couldn't catch a nanny goat!

- Hey, mister.

- What do you want? Come on, beat it.

- I'm Tommy Gordon.

- What of it?

I'm the kid

that stabbed that man today.

What?

That's him, all right.

Wait, I'll call Mr. Griswald.

Now, you hold him here,

do you hear me?

Don't you tell me what to do.

He was breaking my arm.

That's why I did it.

He didn't know

what he was doing.

He won't do it again.

Let him go, please.

You can tell that to the judge, Miss.

He didn't mean to do it.

Let him go!

- Don't try that. Get away.

- That ain't gonna help.

He's right, Drina.

That's not gonna help.

Hey, Tommy,

when you go to reform school...

Get out of here, all of ya.

Go on, get out of here.

There he is, sir.

- So you caught him?

- Yes, sir.

He didn't catch him.

The kid gave himself up.

I'm his sister.

He gave himself up because

he thought it was the right thing to do.

- It was.

- Then give him another chance.

Careful of that arm, please.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Please give him another chance.

Another chance to do what?

To kill somebody this time?

I won't ever do it again.

You was hurtin' my arm,

and I was seein' black.

I'm going to take him away from here.

He's a good boy. He's a smart boy.

Then there's no excuse

for him at all.

All right, he made a mistake.

He's sorry.

Yes, a mistake happened.

It's deep and painful.

I know that.

I'm sorry about that.

Your being sorry won't help.

Will it help to send him

to reform school?

Maybe not, but at least it'll keep him

from doing it to somebody else.

I swear I'll never do it again.

He'll be better off

where they'll send him.

They'll at least take him from the gutter

and teach him a useful trade.

What do you know about it?

Teach him a useful trade, will it?

The man that was killed today

came from this street

and from that reform school.

Taught him a useful trade,

didn't it?

It'll teach this kid one, too.

That will be up to him.

There is nothing else I can do.

Didn't you ever do

anything you were sorry for?

Didn't anyone ever

forgive you for anything?

Don't you know what it means

for people like us to be in trouble?

I'm awfully sorry, believe me.

I'm not punishing him for hurting me.

That's done.

But today, for no reason at all,

he beat up my boy and stole his watch.

There are other boys like mine.

They've got to be protected, too.

All right, officer.

All right, let's go.

Hey, Tommy,

look up a guy named Smokey.

Get away from here

or I'll bounce one off your head.

Get some water

and put out that fire.

Don't worry, Drina.

I ain't so scared.

No, don't be scared.

I'm coming with you.

Hey, Drina, wait.

Look, there's a guy

at reform school named Smokey.

Liked to have a smoke.

They call him Smokey.

Now, you tell Tommy

to be nice to him

and give him things

like cigarettes and that,

'cause this guy Smokey

knows a lot of swell rackets

for Tommy when he gets out.

'Course, Tommy's a...

What's the matter? Wha'd I say?

I didn't say nothin'. Wha'd I say?

Aw, shut up.

Don't worry, Drina.

We'll get Tommy off.

We'll go down in the morning

and get the best lawyer in New York.

It's a cinch if you've got the money.

Yes... with $1.25 in my purse.

I know, but I'll have the money,

plenty of it.

The reward money.

I couldn't do that.

You take your money

and go away with her.

Get yourself something you want,

even if it's for a little while.

Don't matter. Something.

But Drina, that's not what I want.

I found that out today.

Remember when you

first moved here?

You were just a little kid.

I never could think about you

any other way.

Drina!

We're coming, darling.

Holy smoke!

You know, this guy Smokey,

all the time at reform school,

he used to sing a song

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