Kid Galahad

Thanks, Mac.

Okay, now try it.

What did you do?

The high-tension lead from the coil

had jumped off the distributor, that's all.

You think they might be able to use

a mechanic around here?

I just park the truck here, Mac.

You have to talk to Prohosko.

He don't open until 8:00.

What's the matter with you?

There ain't nothing the matter with me.

Look. See?

Bag of sunbeams every morning.

- Where's Willy?

- He went shopping in the village.

At 7:
30 in the morning, he goes shopping?

Well, he says it improves his credit

at Sperling's market.

You see, later in the day

the old man gets tired, and he can be tough.

- Lew, I asked you what's wrong.

- Please, Dolly...

I got 10 human tigers out there

waiting for my fatherly advice.

You know, there ain't nothing worse than a

suspicious dame first thing in the morning.

I'm sorry to barge in like this, ma'am,

but I couldn't get the bell to work.

That's the way it's supposed to be, soldier.

It keeps the guests from throwing punches

at the wrong time.

It's a nice place, you know. Real nice.

- Where?

- Here.

That's what I thought you said.

I was wondering if I could see Mr. Grogan.

He isn't here right now.

Are you a fighter?

No, ma'am. I just got out of the army,

and just happened to drop by.

I see.

Well, he should be back pretty soon.

You want a cup of coffee?

If it wouldn't be too much trouble,

yes, ma'am.

- Sugar?

- Thank you.

I guess I did gulp it down in a hurry,

didn't I?

Either you gulped it down in quite a hurry...

or you're the first two-legged horse

I've seen this year.

How long has it been

since you've had a meal?

It's not like that, ma'am. Honest. I just...

I got in town kind of early this morning.

There was nothing open.

Don't apologize.

Okay, soldier, come on.

The one thing about keeping chickens,

you never run out of breakfast.

You got some food for the army, Maynard?

Why?

Are things that tough at the Pentagon?

- Sit down.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

I'd hate to tell you how long it's been

since anybody did that for me.

There was a captain I knew in the army

used to do it for his wife all the time.

How about some eggs?

Yes, ma'am. Just any style at all. Thank you.

- What's your name, soldier?

- Walter Gulick.

You know, as nice and homey

as this place is...

I thought maybe you were a...

- Mrs. Grogan?

- That's what I was getting at.

Well, not yet, Walter.

You see, actually, I'm Mr. Grogan's fiance.

You haven't told me

why you wanted to see Mr. Grogan.

Well, for one reason,

I could use a job for a few days.

Fresh out of the army and dead broke?

I'm afraid that's about the size of it.

You see, I got in a crap game

with my separation pay...

and it got separated from me, you know.

- How do you happen to know Mr. Grogan?

- Well, I don't really.

It's a funny thing, though,

all my life I've always wanted to come here.

Here?

- To Cream Valley?

- Oh, yes.

- I've thought about it quite a lot.

- I see.

Well, I don't want to sound cynical

or anything, Walter, but why?

- Well, I was born here in Cream Valley.

- You're kidding.

Nobody was born in Cream Valley,

except Rip Van Winkle.

And occasionally you see a robin's egg.

My mother and father are buried here.

- I'm sorry.

- That's me and my folks there.

I was only 14 months old

when they passed away.

I was raised in Lowbridge, Kentucky,

with an aunt.

Oh, Kentucky, well.

Of course, my stopping off here

doesn't mean...

that I don't have plans for what I want to do.

All the time I was working in that motor pool

in Okinawa...

I was just looking forward

to the time when I could...

own my own garage in someplace

where I really belonged, you know?

I was just thinking, if Mr. Grogan

could use a mechanic around here...

it would be like coming home.

- You think there's a chance that...

- I wouldn't count on it, Walter.

You see, the way things have been

for Mr. Grogan...

Right now...

Actually, Harry,

things never looked better at the camp.

Just a matter of waiting for the money

to come in.

- $376.

- Should start rolling in any minute now.

Willy, please. Don't bother.

Since before you was born,

when your father started the camp there...

did I ever say no to a Grogan?

No.

Old friends are the best friends, Harry.

Not that you ain't just as much a bum

in your own right...

as your father was a gentleman.

Harry, listen.

Harry, let's understand one thing...

You'll never solve your problems

betting the horses, Willy.

And I can tell you right now...

I don't like what's going on

in the fight game these days.

I don't like what I read in the papers.

Don't you worry about what you read

in the papers.

I'll lay you 3-to-1 right now

when you understand the facts.

- Mr. Grogan, it's all in the car.

- Thanks, George.

Yes?

Yes, Mrs. Clotman,

I'll be happy to take your order.

Just got a fresh shipment in yesterday.

- Your name is Grogan?

- That's just possible.

- Who are you?

- O'Grady, Self Reliant Finance Company.

- Home office.

- Home office.

Do I have to have you fellows climbing

my back every day for a lousy $150?

I'm giving you the message, Mr. Grogan,

direct from the district manager.

Now, just a minute.

You're a big man, O'Grady. I'll tell you what.

I'll flip you, double or nothing.

We don't do it that way, Mr. Grogan.

Either you get up the dough,

or it's strictly heel and toe.

A poet, yet.

Look, George,

you couldn't have driven around in back?

This is where I always stop

when I make a delivery, Mr. Grogan.

You never complained before.

I never came back from the village

like a sack of potatoes before.

What happened to the convertible?

I loaned it to an Arab.

He was on his way to a picnic,

and his camel had trouble with its valves.

When I ask a simple question, I don't expect

I should have to listen to your lousy jokes.

What's the matter with you?

I got nobody to work out with my boy

this afternoon. That's one thing the matter...

That's because you're too cheap

to pay more than $5 a round.

And your boy thinks every workout is a war.

Here he is. You wait here.

Let me speak to him first.

Thank you.

What's with the soldier?

Who asked for a parade?

Not so loud, honey, please.

He just stopped by to see you.

- Yeah? And what's his angle?

- It isn't like that.

He's just looking for a job, that's all.

I gathered from what he told me,

he's some kind of an automobile specialist.

- A mechanic.

- A what?

You heard me, a mechanic.

Now, all I want you to do

is brush him off lightly.

Okay.

Walter.

Willy, this is Walter Gulick.

- Pleased to meet you, sir.

- I explained to Walter that...

there mightn't be anything available

in his line, especially at this time of year.

That's about it, soldier.

What I mean is, well, nobody ever

called Cream Valley a little Detroit.

I understand what you mean, sir.

About the only job open around here

is a sparring partner for this man's tiger.

- Well, he's the right size, ain't he?

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