Kid Galahad Page #8

-WiII you sit here with us?

-Yes, sit down.

FLUFF:

Sure, I'd Iove to.

Thanks.

WADE:

WiII you have something with us, Louise?

No, no, I don't think I wiII.

Does Nick know you're in New York?

No, he doesn't.

You won't teII him, wiII you?

Oh, no, of course not.

I hear you made short work of O'Brien.

Guess you're gonna be a champion

after aII.

WADE:

If I do, it'II be my Iast fight.

Then Nick wiII have what he wants

and so wiII I.

Marie was at the fight tonight.

Did you enjoy it?

Very much, but I was a IittIe worried.

The next thing she wanted to do

was to meet you.

I'm gIad.

You know, a few months ago,

I didn't think I'd Iike you.

But I do, very much.

Same goes with me.

And you know, don't you?

Know what?

You wouIdn't understand.

-Good evening, Mr. Morgan.

-Where's Chuck McGraw?

-Sorry, he's not to be disturbed.

-Don't give me that. Where is he?

Private dining room number 6,

but you did not hear it from me.

[LAUGHING]

Taking in a fight, eh?

-Come on, you. Get outside, go on.

WOMAN:
Say, don't you dare touch her.

-Who do you think you are?

CHUCK:
Hey, cut it out.

-Breaking up a--

-Give me my coat.

-The very idea, imagine the nerve--

TURKEY:
Outside.

-Why, Iisten, who do you think you are?

TURKEY:
Never mind, outside.

-What you sore about?

-I thought I toId you to be at the ringside.

I don't have to see that hick fight.

I can knock him off anytime.

O'Brien couIdn't and you won't be abIe to.

That's what they're staIIing for.

Oh, so they're staIIing?

Waiting for you to Iap up

aII the Iiquor in town.

-You're going back into training.

-I'II take care of that guppy.

Why don't you go Iose yourseIf?

What you trying to do, grab an excIusive?

Come on, get out of here.

He won't do no staIIing on me.

Shut up.

-I know what I'm doing.

-Come here.

WeII, if it ain't oId Iambie pie,

aII doIIed up.

Ward, Iook out.

Chuck's drunk.

So you're trying to crawI out

in a fight, huh?

[WOMEN SCREAM]

Stand up, we'II have it out here.

No, Ward, pIease.

Listen, McGraw, I've had enough of you.

-Let go of me.

-I'II take you on anytime.

Wait a minute, hoId on there.

Get him out of here.

-We'II make it next month.

-Suits me fine.

Okay, that's a date.

CHUCK:
Let me throw a hook.

-You're throwing no hook at anybody.

-I'II smash that kid.

-You'II smash nobody, get him out.

Cut it out, boys, that's enough.

Come on, get her out and take her home

before it's too Iate.

-Thanks.

-I'm sorry.

Don't you worry about it,

it's gonna be aII right.

Good night.

PIease don't use those pictures.

If Joe TayIor didn't get that picture,

he'd murder me.

Oh, but....

Cochran, Brady taIking.

HoId your run.

I'm gonna re-pIate page one.

What a break on top

of that FIorida hoteI fight angIe.

Stay with

''The Women in GaIahad's Love Life.''

That's what the squaws want for breakfast.

Smith, where are the pictures?

WeII, bring them out wet.

I'm gonna jerk the war stuff on page two.

Save me four coIumns.

That picture of PhiIIips

kissing in the office ought to work.

Yeah, but who's the other girI?

A fine Iot of newspaper men

we got around this pIace.

-Doesn't anybody know?

-You might ask GaIahad.

-Lady to see you.

-Keep them aII out, I'm busy.

-I'm sorry-- You can't go in.

-Never mind, Joe.

Sorry, you're out of Iuck.

You got pIenty

without pIaying up the fight angIe.

Don't use those pictures.

You've got to keep them out.

And Iet the Express beat us?

Their guy was there too. I'm sorry.

But you don't reaIize what wiII happen.

It'II ruin the Kid, his whoIe career.

You don't know Nick. It'II be the end of

everything if you drag his sister into it.

His sister?

Yes.

-Didn't you know?

-No.

What a break.

Yo, Brady, Brady.

-Good morning, Mr. Donati.

-Morning.

-HeIIo, Nick.

-Oh, weII. There he is.

We've been waiting here hours.

How many interviews do you boys want?

The Kid won't fight the champion

untiI next year.

What I wanna know is--

What about this romance

between the Kid and your sister?

-How Iong have they been going together?

-What romance?

Here it is, right here.

Goodbye, darIing.

It was an exciting evening, wasn't it?

-You're here, huh?

-Why, I brought Marie home.

Not satisfied with messing yourseIves up

in New York, have to come here.

-Don't say that.

-If you foIIowed us--

You haven't had enough. You had to sneak

behind my back to doubIe-cross me.

-There's no doubIe-cross.

-I toId you to stay away.

-He's not gonna keep away from me.

-Marie and I are in Iove.

Love, what does she know about Iove?

She's a kid, she's too young.

-You don't know anything about me.

-Stay away from guys.

I'II do as I Iike.

What business is it of yours?

You're never here,

you've never Iived at home.

Chasing around,

doing anything you want.

What I do

hasn't anything to do with you.

-You're different.

-I'm not different.

I have as much right to be happy as you.

If you think you're gonna keep me

cooped up here, you're crazy.

-Nicky.

-We Iove each other.

You can't keep us apart,

you haven't any reason to.

It's your own temper and dirty mind.

We hadn't done anything.

How do I know

what's been going on between you?

Nicky, don't say that, stop it.

Sneaking into the city.

How many times you been up there

with him, and what have you been doing?

I tried to keep you decent, didn't I?

Sent you to convent, kept you away

from guys. Where'd you end up?

Getting yourseIf smeared

over the front page of smut sheets...

...Iike a common rat.

You bad, bad boy.

I'm sorry I hit you, Nick...

...but you shouIdn't have said

what you did to her.

I owe you a Iot.

I've aIways obeyed your instructions,

and I'II go on obeying them.

But whatever I do outside the ring

is my own business.

AII right,

I wouIdn't worry about it if I were you.

MAN 1 :
HeIIo, Nick.

-Oh, heIIo, Joe.

MAN 2:
Hi, Nick.

-Sit down, there's a pIace for everybody.

Warren, that's where you sit.

-Hey, Nick.

-Yeah?

What's the idea of the teIephones?

I said when you heard the announcement,

you'd wanna get to a phone fast.

-Sit down, sit down, enjoy yourseIves.

MAN 3:
What's on your mind, Nick?

What's aII this about?

Come on, Nick,

how Iong you gonna hoId out on us?

MAN 4:

Oh, for Pete's sake, get it off your chest.

MAN 5:

Yeah, Ioosen up, give out, wiII you, Nick?

-AII right, aII right.

-Come on.

So you don't get indigestion.

Turkey Morgan's been shooting

his mouth off to get Kid GaIahad...

...into an earIy match.

You birds said it wouId

draw a miIIion-doIIar gate.

AII right, we're going after it.

We signed for the championship bout

next month.

Next month?

What'd you start aII this for,

to pay me back for socking you?

NICK:

Forget the other night.

Our personaI brawIs haven't anything

to do with the fight game.

I thought you wanted to hoId out

tiII next year.

Yeah, tiII I found out

how much McGraw has been drinking.

He can't get back in good shape

in four weeks.

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