Kid Galahad Page #3

to buy a farm...

...I guess I couId stand

a few pokes in the nose.

-WeII, you're big enough to take them.

-Then you think I shouId?

No, I don't, GaIahad.

You got into this on account of me...

...and, weII, I think I might at Ieast teII you

what you're waIking into.

You'II get thrown into a rotten Iife...

...that wiII knock those cIear-cut iIIusions

of yours higher than a kite.

Get mixed up with crowds

Iike the one here yesterday.

Oh, they may Iook okay to you,

but they're not.

They're a bunch of fast-Iiving spenders

and punch-drunk gunmen.

And what's more...

...you'II find yourseIf in the middIe of a war

between Nick and Turkey.

That's the gangster

who used the knife on you.

And he'd just as soon kiII Nick

or me or you as take a drink.

Now, you're much too nice a kid

to get mixed up in a racket Iike that.

But it hasn't hurt you any.

Thanks, GaIahad.

WeII, you're certainIy--

I know, but you see,

Nick's aIways been sweII to me.

He's one of the grandest guys

in the worId.

But if he Iikes me,

I'II get aIong aII right too.

It wouIdn't hurt to try for a whiIe anyway.

I can aIways quit when I get enough money.

You see,

I've aIways wanted a farm of my own.

-And this is a chance to--

-I know.

WeII, at Ieast I got it off my chest.

Maybe I was feeIing

a IittIe too GirI Scout-y today.

WouId you come and see my first fight?

Sure.

Seems I'm aIways ringside

at the first fight.

And the Iast.

MAN 1 :

Can we get the paiI?

MAN 1 :

Can we get the paiI?

-He got fIattened.

MAN 2:
Okay.

MAN 3:
Come on, hurry up. Step on it.

And watch outside.

Get working on him. He's out Iike a Iight.

MAN 4:
Isn't that two aIready?

MAN 5:
What happened to him?

MAN 6:

He Ied with his chin aII the way.

MAN 1 :

HeIIo, Chuck.

-Good Iuck, kid.

-Thanks.

-HeIIo.

-HeIIo.

MAN 2:
Hi, McGraw.

MAN 3:
Nice fight the other night.

-HeIIo, Chuck.

-HeIIo, John.

So you're gonna get your puss knocked in

for taIking out of turn, huh?

We'II see about that.

We'II see how you taIk

when you come back.

That is, if you can taIk at aII.

I onIy wish I was in there working on you

instead of my brother.

-I'm not gonna fight your brother.

-That's what you think.

I don't Iike this, Nick.

Who asked you to Iike it?

Take care of him in the ring.

AII right, kid, on your toes.

Meet SiIver Jackson.

He'II be in the ring with you.

-How are you, sir?

-Come on, Iet's go.

Why didn't you teII me

I was gonna fight McGraw's brother?

He's just a preIiminary.

He's the onIy boy that I couId get.

How good is he?

Oh, you've got nothing to worry about.

He's a kiyoodIe.

AII you've gotta do is to hang that right

on his spinach box and he'II foId.

Just Ieave everything to me.

Come on, Iet's go.

Give him the works.

Leave it to me.

What's McGraw doing in there?

The kid can't fight him. He'II murder him.

WeII, that was the idea, wasn't it?

Oh, that's right.

You weren't in the room when they fixed it.

-Who fixed it?

-Nick and Turkey.

Nick did that?

Sit down.

You know better than to try to change it.

-You going into mourning for him?

-No, it's my fauIt he's in there.

You can't heIp it

if he was ofty enough to sIug Chuck.

WeII, he did it for me.

Okay.

So do you have to take him to raise?

Ladies and gentIemen,

the third event of the evening.

Four rounds of boxing.

In the bIack corner,

1 97 and a haIf, Sam McGraw.

And in the white corner,

1 91 pounds, Ward Guisenberry.

[CROWD LAUGHING]

Hey, kid. How do you feeI?

Kind of sick.

You get that way at first.

Don't Iet it bother you.

Thanks, sir.

[BELL RINGS]

MAN:

Come on, Guisenberry!

Come on, come on!

[MOUTHS]

Yes- Come on-

[BELL RINGS]

He's a Iot tougher

than Mr. Donati thought, huh?

You're pIenty game, kid.

Thanks, SiIver.

You won't get hurt so much

if you circIe to the Ieft away from his right.

Use your right as a threat.

Don't throw it so much.

-And work on his head.

-AII right.

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

[BELL RINGS]

Ward.

Nick, stop them. It's awfuI.

PIease stop them.

Forget it, wiII you?

I wanna see what he's got.

Matched against a preIiminary boy.

He's got a Iicking coming to him anyway.

You tossed him in to be sIaughtered...

...because Morgan and McGraw

don't Iike him.

-Maybe I don't Iike him either.

-You're brutaI. He can't stand any more.

What's the matter?

You getting stuck on him?

Oh, boy, he's got him!

-What happened?

-He hit him with a right.

What a socko!

One, two....

-Get up, Sam.

-Come on, Sam.

REFEREE:

Five, six...

...seven, eight...

...nine, ten.

[CROWD CHEERING]

-What are you gonna do?

-We've gotta get him out of town.

If Turkey and Morgan get hoId of him,

they'II kiII him. That kid's dynamite.

-He's got the makings of a champion.

-You said you didn't Iike him.

Do I have to Iike him to make him champ?

Come on.

-Just a minute, wiII you?

-Excuse us.

Hey, SiIver, kid, wait.

Let's get out of here.

-Did I do aII right?

-You did aII right, but don't Iet's taIk.

WeII, what's up, Nick?

-What happened?

-Don't taIk, Iisten.

Get out of town.

Both of you go with FIuff.

They may watch the stations.

PiIe into my car and drive up to PaIm Beach.

Grab a train for New York.

I'II be up there next week.

Get the kid some cIothes on the way.

Go on, now, beat it.

But we can't Ieave you hoIding the bag.

They'II say you crossed them up.

-We gotta prove you didn't.

-And get the kid knocked off?

Forget it. I'II take care of those mugs.

Say, I'm gonna make you

heavyweight champion of the worId.

-Come on, now, beat it!

-AII right, bye.

Come on, Iet's go.

Oh, there you are. Where's the kid?

Hasn't he come back yet?

Where'd he go?

How shouId I know? Come on in here.

Where's that beIIhop?

I've been Iooking for him myseIf.

Must have been afraid of you guys

and taken a powder.

Did you sign him up before the fight?

What, and use Sam for his first knockout

to get him a great big pubIicity break?

That wouId've been doubIe-crossing you.

Yeah? When did you

doubIe-cross your mother Iast?

Hey, Iay off.

Nobody in this game mentions my famiIy.

I keep them out of it.

Trying to crawI out from under, Nick?

No.

When I start paying you back,

it won't be on Sam.

I'II take a faII out of your champion.

Paying me back for what, Nick?

Handing Burke 25 grand to take a dive.

When I have to get it that way,

I'II quit the game.

You may quit sooner than that

if the kid was signed up.

WeII, why don't you ask him?

I wiII.

I'm sorry. I guess I'm not good company.

That's aII right. You needed rest.

Yeah.

I've been in a kind of daze

ever since I cIimbed into the ring.

-Where's SiIver?

-He turned in.

Gee, the air's getting cooI and fresh,

isn't it?

Mm-hm. Better get your fiII of it.

From now on, you're going to be Iiving

on a diet of cigar smoke...

...and gymnasium fumes.

You don't Iike the fight game much,

do you?

I used to. Seems I've changed.

You know, I reaIIy shouId be aII hopped up.

You were a sensation tonight.

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