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liable to do it again.

But you don't give him credit.

He got you promoted back.

The kid's walking in circles,

he can't eat, can't sleep.

- That's not my fault.

- It's your fault.

He's in love with your daughter.

You're in his way.

- She's in love with him. Aren't you, Pat?

- Yes.

I do love Danny. Love him very much.

Danny is a good boy. Really, he's good.

You're sure of that, aren't you?

I know it. Won't you let him come

and see me?

There, you see?

The kids are crazy about each other.

Well, maybe I'll give him another chance.

Oh, thanks, Daddy. Thanks.

- I'll see how it works out.

- Great. That's the spirit.

- Would you like to see him? Come with me.

- Would I?

Where?

- Parked in a car around the corner.

He didn't know I was coming. He'll think

I'm butting in, but that's all right.

He was feeling low.

Got tired of watching him suffer.

- Come on. Hurry.

Hey, Mac.

Tell that lawford

if he cuts up any monkey shines...

...I'll kill him even

if he is my son-in-law.

Ha! Don't worry, Casey.

- Oh, mister, have you got a light?

- Sorry, lady, I don't smoke.

Thanks.

Hello, Danny.

- Still hard to get?

- Where did you crawl out from?

In there, speakeasy,

went in for a couple of drinks.

Go back in and pass out, will you?

What's the matter with you?

Still carrying the torch

for that high school girl?

Why don't you get wise to yourself.

She's not your type.

- And I suppose you are, huh?

- You said it.

You and I are very much alike

even if you won't admit it.

We've been kicked around so much,

we got the polish worn off us.

You need the kind of woman you can make

love to and when you're tired, shake her.

That's my kind of a woman.

You don't want any of that jailbait.

- You got it all figured out, haven't you?

- Mm-hm.

- Danny.

- Oh, go away, will you? Go away.

Danny, give me a kiss, will you?

He's so in love with you it's pathetic.

Nothing could ever make him

look at another woman.

- Danny.

- Sweetheart.

Thanks, Mac. You're a pal.

Well, it looks like the reunion's

a howling success. Let's celebrate.

Get in the backseat, I'll be the chauffeur.

No, no. Don't be a sucker.

This is one night we wanna be alone.

I'll see you later, Mac. Thanks again.

- Are you sure you don't mind?

- Not at all. I know how it is. Run along.

Oh, boy. You don't know what a favor

you're doing me.

Okay, kid. Anything for a pal.

That's what I always say.

You big mug.

Mac?

- What was it?

- Oh, uh...

- Somebody's cigar lighter exploded.

- Oh, it can't be. I don't believe you, Danny.

Was you there, Charlie?

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