Harry and Walter Go to New York Page #6

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I'm coming.

Open the door!

Ah, Mr. Dighby.

But you're soaking wet,

Mr. Dighby.

Yes, well...

It's very muggy outside.

Very strange for this time

of the year.

Well,

the plans are yours.

- Can you, uh Mr. Finley?

- Mr. Finley.

Hurry. Hurry.

Walter! Oh, no!

Oh, can you breathe?

Can you Oh!

Oh, give him some air.

You!

You!

No! Stop it!

Stop it! Please!

Stop it!

This is enough!

That's enough!

Mr. Worth, I appeal to you.

Haven't we seen enough

senseless violence for one night?

She's right, boys.

She's right, she's right.

Pick them up,

and see them to the door.

Gentlemen!

I'm not through

with you yet!

Please, please.

Please.

Now, get them out

of my sight.

One moment!

One moment, Mr. Worth.

One moment.

Mr. Worth, when someone

comes into my life

and deliberately smashes everything

that I've worked for,

well, I feel a definite

and irrevocable responsibility

to kick that someone back.

Ohh, when I

Oh, and, and...

And make no mistake

about it, Mr. Worth.

Make no mistake about it.

Oh, yes, indeed,

you fancy yourself an intellectual,

a colorful scoundrel.

Well, you are not a scoundrel,

Mr. Worth! You are a waste!

You are a pitiful waste,

and I intend to stamp you out

with the same compassion

that I have witnessed here tonight!

And as for you two...

pretending to believe in our cause

when all the while

your only purpose was to use us...

I have nothing but contempt.

We accepted you as brothers,

and in return have been humiliated

at the feet of vermin.

Our dreams have been shattered,

but more important,

you have broken our hearts.

Harry, you're rotten!

I'm gonna thrash you.

Oh, yeah?

Stop it, both of you!

Stop it!

Stop it! If you must

kill each other, do it later,

- but for now I need you.

- What for?

For the Commercial Bank

of Lowell, Massachusetts.

Adam Worth intends to rob that bank,

but we're going to beat him to it!

I will not allow that money

to be used for loose women,

for ruffled skirts and maintenance

of a princely way of life

that should have been abolished

centuries ago.

Not while children cry out for milk

in the streets below us.

If that bank has to be robbed,

then by God,

let it be robbed

in the name of decency!

Let that money be taken

from the exploiters who put it there

and returned to the people

who need it!

All right, all those in favor

of robbing this bank say aye!

Aye!

Now we are all

every single one of us, and you too...

are going to Massachusetts,

by God!

I don't know how

we're gonna do this,

but we are going to crack

the toughest bank in America!

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- What's the matter with you?

You young people today

have no respect.

I have a heavy bag.

Well, get rid

of the heavy bag!

What's the matter with you, driver?

Can't you wait till I sit down?

How long you worked for me?

How many times did I tell you

don't start while I'm standing?

When I'm talking,

you wait till I get down.

Well, I finally see

you got here, Mr. Smith.

Well, it's a long walk

from the railroad station, Miss Jones,

and these samples are heavy.

- Did you get everything?

- Everything.

The special knock.

- Did you get the drills?

- I got 'em.

Oh, good.

You got 'em all?

Wonderful.

Drills, I mean, they're very important

when it comes to opening a safe.

Opening a safe is not very easy,

so I want everyone

to pay careful attention.

First, I will turn

the combination...

uh, listening with my ear

to the door.

And when I hear or feel

the right clicks

with my fingertips,

then... good, good.

If not,

we go right to the dynamite.

Now, um,

whose turn is it

to dig?

We have a schedule.

Check the...

Okay, Harry and Lissa

are doing the digging.

Walter is removing

the dirt.

I'm gonna do the laundry,

and the rest of us can sleep.

I will take Lissa's turn.

Harry and I will dig.

Lissa, you get some rest.

That's very gallant of you,

but actually I feel as though...

- Gallant!

- I have to do what's in my heart.

That's not gallant!

I mean, he's afraid of us

being alone in that closet.

How dare you!

That's a lie, that's not true.

Walter, I can read you

like a book.

You can? When did you

learn to read, Harry?

Get your hands off...

Shh! Come on in.

Get the equipment.

- Harry

- Harry Dighby.

Give me that.

Stop it.

You're mad!

You get some sleep.

Shh.

Please, do you mind?

Grow up.

What? He started it.

"He started it."

Give me the tools.

He makes me so angry.

There's no time

for getting angry.

He started it.

I'm so sick of hearing

about you two.

Mr. Crisp, I do so appreciate

your taking time after banking hours

to discuss

my very real predicament.

The prime responsibility

of any bank is to

service its customers at any hour

of the day or night.

What was that?

It's probably Walter coming in

for the dirt.

No, it was the door,

it was the door.

Dear lady.

I'm sorry.

Did I hurt you?

Mr. Crisp, I insist you

treat me with respect.

I may be a lonely bankrupt widow,

but I am a lady.

That's not Walter.

Please forgive me.

Frightful accident. Frightening.

Come. Sit, please.

I extend the loan.

Mr. Crisp... please!

Thirty days.

Someone

from the bank.

I knew that.

- Come here.

- No, Mr. Crisp.

No. No, no!

Forty-five days.

Mr. Crisp, no. My God!

Can't you realize

the position that I'm in?

Are you uncomfortable?

Oh, Mr. Crisp, please!

Sixty days,

but that's as far as I go.

May I please

have a drink of water?

Of course.

Don't get mad at me.

- Harry, open the door.

- Go away.

Go away.

Harry, what are you doing?

Go away.

You've got the wrong office.

Don't you disguise your voice.

I know you're in there. Open the door!

- Is it your wife?

- My wife?

Why did I promise his mother

I'd take care of him?

Harry, open this door,

or I'm gonna kick it in and choke you!

Hold it! Okay.

Six months. But I get to come

to the farm on Sundays.

Oh! Oh, I-I must have

the wrong office.

Get out. Get out!

What are they doing

in that closet?

Waiting.

It'll take hours.

Sit down.

Go on, sit down.

- God!

- Be patient.

Eat an apple.

Go ahead. Eat an apple.

When you finish that,

I got a pear.

God!

No! I want it notarized,

in my hand,

before we continue

this discussion.

You drive a hard bargain,

Mrs. Hawthorne.

All right.

Tomorrow evening.

First thing, same time,

same place.

Yes.

- Yes?

- Yes.

Right now I don't know

whether I'd rather blow his vault

or burn down her barn.

I gotta figure this out.

We got a real, real problem.

They're coming back tomorrow.

So how we gonna dig?

I'll take care of it.

I promise.

How may I serve you,

Miss Forsythe?

As a...

As a recently bereaved,

but beloved mistress...

of a distinguished

gentleman of means,

I find myself the benefactress

of a large cash gift.

I must invest it quickly,

otherwise the gentleman's relatives,

through legal means,

will attempt to take from me

what is morally mine.

I made the man happy,

Mr. Crisp.

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