Hold That Ghost Page #2
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1941
- 86 min
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You want it?
Yes.
Now look
what you did!
I'm sorry, Chuck.
You're sorry.!
Look what you did to me! Get to work.
Now we're shadows.
I'll get to work.
You ought to be ashamed of yourself. I am.
But I'm gonna make you proud
of me. What do you mean?
I'm not gonna be a gas attendant all my
life. I'm gonna have a club of my own.
I'm gonna have Ted Lewis and the
Andrews Sisters. Own a nightclub!
Don't look now... but your
eye is dripping. Quiet!
You just had us thrown out. If we don't get
on the job, you'll have us thrown out here.
Okay.
All right, Chuck,
I'll work hard...
but I don't intend to be a
gas attendant all my life.
Hey, Chuck. Don't bother me,
Ferdie. Stop playing with balloons.
I'm gonna blow 'em up.
Put those away. Get on thejob. Okay.
What's the matter with you? Chuck?
8 gallons for $1, that's pretty
cheap. That don't include ethyl.
You mean ethyl is more
expensive? Certainly.
If a car drove up and asked
for ethyl, what would you do?
I'd say she don't work
here anymore. No, no.
You'd put ethyl in the car.
Why? I don't know the girl!
She's got no right
hangin' around.
What can we do for you?
We've got a special on.
Ooh! I think
you got a blowout!
Just one of his pranks.
What can we do for you?
I want to park for a couple hours.
Certainly. Nothing but service.
Park the man's car.
Right!
Be careful with it. I just
had it waxed. Don't worry.
He should have his license
taken away.
I'll see that he does...
as soon as he gets one.
All right.
Ten gallons of gas. I'm
in a hurry. Check your oil?
No... no!
Want some oil?
Check the water. The water's
okay. Hurry with the gas.
we give you "die-fly. "
Kills moths in rugs, bugs
and slugs. Ten gallons of gas.
- Want some oil?
- No!
You a tough guy?
Yes!
the back. How 'bout new tires?
Here's our card. When it's fully
punched, you get new dishes.
The lady'll enjoy that. I'm not married.
Want some oil? I don't want
tires, dishes, or fly spray.
Most of all, I don't want oil!
In case you want some, we got it.
Hurry up with
that gas!
Quit stalling. Get the gas in. All right.
What do you know?
Hmm-hmm.
Hmm-hmm!
Ain't loaded.
What was that?
That looks like Moose Matson! Moose Matson?
You're right.
What are you doing?
What's the big idea?
I wanna get outta here, get back to
the gas station. What is it you want?
My mama. Get over here and drive.
Get up there and help him.
Make it snappy. Yes, sir.
Look out!
Whoa!
Aaah!
It's awful quiet,
ain't it?
Pull over someplace, will ya?
Lefty...
get a doctor,
will ya?
Who's Lefty?
I don't know.
Lefty isn't here.
"I, Sidney Matson,
known as Moose Matson...
"being of sound mind
and under no duress...
"make this my
last will and testament.
"Whereas anybody who associates
with me must be a rat...
"whereas I can't tell my friends
from stoolies or chiselers...
"and whereas it's impossible to foresee who
will turn yellow when the going gets tough...
"I hereby bequeath
all my worldly possessions...
to those with me at the final moment
when the coppers dim my lights. "
That's us! You mean, we get his money?
There is none
as far as we know.
Moose always said he kept his money in
his head. We never learned what he meant.
The only tangible asset
A tavern? That's a hotel. Yeah.
One minute
you work in a station...
next you own a hotel.
Next back in the station.
Send Mr. Smith in.
I've taken the liberty
of asking my associate...
to accompany you to your
property and turn over the keys.
It won't be too much
bother? No bother at all.
Hello, Charlie. Meet
Mr. Murray and Mr. Jones.
- Mr. Murray, Mr. Jones.
- Hello.
These are the beneficiaries
of the Matson will.
I know. It won't be too much
trouble to take us there?
Not at all. I'll see you're
taken care of. Thanks.
Since your property's off the main
highway, we'll take a private bus.
I'm making arrangements. Meet me
tomorrow at 8:
00. We'll be there.The bus is operated by a man named
Harry Hoskins. You'll see his name.
I hope we're not putting
you out. Not at all.
It's gonna be a pleasure to take
you for a ride. See ya tomorrow.
He's gonna
take us for a ride!
We don't want no roadhouse. Anything
you get for nothin' is no good.
Let's get back to the station. That's fine.
Just when you get to advance yourself,
you wanna be a gas station attendant!
You missed 'em!
Here's the bus,
Harry Hoskins.
Yeah, Harry Hoskins.
Hey, what are you
doing in that car?
I'm Chuck Murray.
Behave yourself.
This is FerdieJones. We're
supposed to pick up a ride.
Mr. Smith said he'd make the
arrangements. Oh, Charlie.
Let me take these bags.
Give the man a hand.
Here you are. Give him
a hand with the bags!
You said give him a hand! Give it to him.
Do you know anything about
the Forrester's Club? I do.
You know about the club?
We inherited it. You did?
That'll be the... Which way you goin'?
North.
North?
Don't you wish you were goin' south? Why?
That's the way
your bag went.
Why you... We'll leave as soon as
the rest of my passengers get here.
I thought we were the only two. Well, I...
Mr. Hoskins? I'm Norma Lind. Oh, yes.
This is Mr. Murray, Mr. Jones. Hello.
Have I got time for breakfast
before we leave? We'll wait for you.
Anytime I'll wait for you. I'd love
to buy breakfast for you myself!
You trying to be a
cavalier? What's a cavalier?
A man who takes a girl out,
wines and dines her...
and says good night
without kissing her.
That's what you call a
cavalier? Where I come from.
Where I come from
they call 'em suckers.
Mr. Hoskins?
Mr. Hoskins!
Why don't you look where
you're going? You blind?
I hit you, didn't I? Get up.
Did you get hurt?
No, I'm all right!
Mr. Hoskins? I'm Camille
Brewster, the radio actress.
Yes, Miss Brewster. Mr. Murray
and Mr. Jones. How do you do?
Suppose you've heard me on the air? Uh-uh.
No? See if you recognize me. Aaah!
Air-raid alarm.
Det-det-det!
That's the scream that opens The
Tales of Terror programs. Right.
I knew it. That was
the scream, but no more.
After 60 programs, I got mad. I'm
an actress, not just a sound effect.
So I quit! Guess I'll
go back to the movies.
Movie actress?
No, usherette.
Something to drink?
Draw one.
- Draw one, right.
- May I have service, please?
How long ago was your juice
squeezed? It's fresh this morning.
What time?
Exactly an hour ago.
That's too long. Its vitamin C was
deficient half hour after squeezing.
People need vitamin C.
Take that girl.
Hyperthyroid,
slight pituitary deficiency.
She'd be better off with
fewer eggs and more juice.
I'm doing all right.
glands and their vitamin consumption.
I'm a doctor.
If this is a line,
it's at least a new one.
Oh no.
I have credentials.
I had them in my pocket.
Where could they be?
What happened
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