Pittsburgh Page #3

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This is no place for you, Countess.

You'll get your nose dirty.

Never mind about that.

- Hey, Doc!

- Here, boys!

Look out for that beam.

This shoring's apt to

give away any minute!

- We'll have you out in no time.

- I said, stand back!

It- It's my leg.

- Steady, Doc, you'll be all right.

- Well, hello, Miss Nightingale.

Okay, Pitt.

Drag him out!

Look out!

Don't worry, Tilda.

Dr. Grazlich's a fine doctor.

Did your husband

get hurt too?

- Bill!

- Tilda, that thick skull you was always talking about saved me.

- You fool!

- They'd like to break the needle sewing him up.

Your man's okay.

You can go in now.

You boys wait here.

How is Dr. Powers?

Got a busted leg.

Wouldn't let Grazlich work on him...

'til everybody else

was taken care of.

You seemed to know what it was all about

down there, Countess.

Pitched in like a regular hunky.

That's what they used to call me

when I was a kid, "Hunky. "

- My real name is Winiewitsky.

- Winiewi- What?

My father changed it to Winters.

He couldn't speak English,

but he could dig more coal than two men.

- He could, eh?

- He was killed over there in Shaft 15.

Oh. Sure had me

skippin' rope tonight.

I thought you were the royal magoo.

Now you turn out to be just a hunky.

- Is that against me?

- No, you can't help it.

Oh, yes, I can help it. I never meant

to go near a coal mine again.

Only tonight,

seeing that cave-in, I-

They say coal means

warmth and life.

All it means to people like us

is death if you stay around it long enough.

- I'm after something better.

- So you tie yourself...

- to a cheap four-flusher.

- Not for long.

- Aimin' for the moon, eh?

- Yeah! If you're gonna shoot for something, shoot big.

- Well, I ain't so little.

- What I said about coal goes for the miners too.

- I ain't always gonna be slingin' a pick.

- What else can ya do?

I don't know yet.

But there ain't a thing I can't do...

- once I set my mind to it.

- The way you said that I could almost believe you.

You're gonna hear a lot

about Pittsburgh Markham.

You're gonna remember

the night I told you that.

You're gonna

remember tonight.

I'm your kind of a guy, see?

And you're my kinda gal.

- We were cut from the same chunk.

- Yeah, of dirt and smoke.

And sweat, hunger and strikes.

And a life as black as one of those mines.

That's all I've known

since the day I was born.

Maybe that's what you want,

but I've got other plans.

Want me to drive

you back to town?

Not if I have to go through that

routine with you.

If Pittsburgh couldn't get to first base,

I'll wrap up the bats.

Let's go.

You know, Pitt, this is the first time

I ever saw you fan out.

I took her to the station. She wasn't sure

whether she'd go to Philadelphia or New York.

- I said goodbye for ya.

- That was nice of ya.

- Where you been goin' nights?

- Over to Doc's.

- You're givin' me the runaround.

- Ahh-

- You haven't been goin' over to Doc's every night.

- I sure have.

I've been gettin' a load

of that coal tar stuff.

- Guess I better visit Doc too.

- What for?

I, uh, I always say "hello" for ya.

You sure been takin' care

of my hellos and goodbyes.

Ah, you'd do the same for me, pal,

wouldn't ya? Or would ya?

I brought this over

to liven things up.

Oh, that's very

thoughtful of you.

I feel like getting up

and shaking a leg.

You haven't seen Pittsburgh

around tonight, have you?

No, I guess

he must be at Barney's.

- What's Barney's got that's

so wonderful? - Red-eye.

I sure have been fooling Pitt about Josie.

How long do you think I can keep it up?

Not for long, I'm afraid.

- Well all's fair in love and war.

- You said it, Doc!

Hello, Countess.

You should've come through the door.

It's much easier.

I was afraid you'd drop in,

but not so hard.

What's the idea of lyin' to me,

your best friend?

So this is Philadelphia,

or was it New York you were going to?

- This backbiter couldn't decide

where you went. - What if I changed my mind?

- Who sent for you?

- My conscience.

- I knew you'd want to see me again,

so here I am.

Fellas like you will make me

change my phone number.

Why don't you run along?

You're wasting your time.

Wasting my time!

You should've heard that hyena

tryin' to keep me away from you.

- Too bad he didn't succeed.

- Come on, get down off your stilts.

You got black dust in your veins,

same as I have.

Yeah, but I haven't got it

under my fingernails.

I don't know why I take it from you. I

usually kiss 'em goodbye and leave 'em crying.

I want to tell you something. After the

other night, I woke up thinking about you.

- And a week later, I was still doing it.

- No law against a miner thinking.

And I'm the thinkin'- est

miner you ever met.

Those big ideas I was tellin' you about?

I been workin' on 'em.

Since you made a confession,

I'm going to make one.

Yeah?

- I did want to see you again, Pittsburgh.

- You did?

- But now that I've seen you, I'm disappointed.

- Wait a minute. Why?

Because you talk like all the rest

of the coal miners.

When they get up in the fresh air,

it makes them dizzy.

Hold on a minute. I'm not just talkin'.

I'm really gonna do somethin'.

- When?

- Oh, one of these days.

Write me a letter

because I won't be around.

I'm through diggin' coals. But I can't go

out and set the world on fire tonight, can I?

- You could start tonight.

- How?

You're asking me, big shot?

Why don't you give up, Pitt?

- Can I use your phone, Doc?

- Why not?

Hello?

Is this the foreman of Shaft Number 7? Well,

Pittsburgh Markham wants to quit his job.

She's crazy!

Sorry to have bothered you.

I guess I'm crazy.

Don't hang up. You're not so crazy.

I am quitting,

and I'm not drunk, Kelly.

Sure, this is Pittsburgh Markham.

Me and Cash Evans

won't be workin' for ya any more.

- That's my job you're talkin' about!

- And tell Wilson...

I'm gonna buy that mine from him

one of these days.

- So are you, Kelly!

- For me it goes double.

You boys may be needing those jobs.

- Yeah, what're we gonna buy beans with?

- Beans are out. From now on...

it's fancy roast chicken

and French champagne.

I've got an idea

that's worth a million dollars.

- Uh, good morning.

- Good morning.

- This is for Mr. Prentiss.

- Leave it on the desk.

Well, uh-

But the party

who sent it expects an answer.

Well, wait here, please.

- Mr. Prentiss.

- For me?

- The men who brought it said an answer is expected.

- Hm. This must be for you.

Well, what

in the world-

Oh, no. I rather think this is for you.

What sort of nonsense is this?

"How would you like coke

of this quality at $3 a ton less...

than you can make your own?"

- That's a good proposition.

- Very good.

- Maybe you'd better show them in.

- Yes, sir.

A friend of mine once refused

to see a young man named Henry Ford.

Mind if I stay, Father? I'm rather

interested in men with ideas like this.

Mr. Prentiss wishes to see you.

- Mr. Prentiss.

- Gentlemen.

- I'm Pittsburgh Markham. This is Cash Evans.

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