Racing with the Moon

Hurry, the train.

Henry, stop this.

I'm sorry, Mr. Arthur.

Quite all right, Mrs. Nash.

Please don't be angry, Mr. Arthur.

My son is only joking.

- Good day.

- Mr. Arthur!

Stop.

I'm gonna kill you.

- Can it wait? I gotta go to work.

- Work!

Someday you'll break your hands

doing that stupid work.

Then see if you'll ever

play Carnegie Hall.

I don't wanna play

Carnegie Hall, Ma.

This week you

don't wanna play.

I've been telling you that

since I was 7 years old.

So, what does a 7-year-old

boy know?

I gotta go.

Make sure you come

back with all your fingers.

- Hi, Dad.

- Hi, Argus.

Dad, Argus is the dog.

I'm Henry.

Sorry, Henry.

Fourth down,

five seconds to go.

Luckman licks his fingers.

Eyes the defense.

He sets.

Takes the snap,

hands off to Nagurski.

Bronko explodes. Knocks off

Farkas, straight-arms Todd.

Bodies are flying everywhere.

The crowd goes wild.

Left, right.

Touchdown!

You're getting old, Butch.

Hop, look what I got here!

Hopper, where the

hell have you been?

Shooting down enemy aircraft.

Got an Airacobra P-39

over Pleasure Point.

The Airacobra P-39

is one of ours, Hop.

- Damn.

- Pick up 2, will you?

You better sharpen up, pal,

if you wanna be a Marine.

Hey.

Anybody down there?

- Ah, Gatsby boys.

- Very lame.

Hey, sport, you wanna

wait until I got them set?

Hey, Hop, how about doubling

tomorrow night

with me and Sally

at the movies?

- What's playing?

- Who cares?

Goddamn it!

What do you need me for?

You've been seeing her for months.

Sally's dad won't let her out

anymore unless she doubles.

- Why not?

- Her old man's got this idea

I been messing

around with her.

Her old man's smart.

So, what do you say?

I don't know, Nicky.

I don't feel much like a movie.

Forget about the stinking movie,

will you, Hopper?

Since when do you watch

Carole Lombard?

I always watch Carole Lombard.

- Besides, I don't have anybody to take.

- Take Cindi.

Who took my...?

I like Cin...

Listen, a**hole,

I'm not gonna tell you again.

- Yeah, what did you call me?

- A**hole. You heard me.

Rich bastards.

So it's all set, right?

- What?

- Me and Sally,

you and Cindi for

tomorrow night.

I like Cindi.

So?

So, Nicky, when I double with you,

I don't take somebody I like.

That's just something I don't do.

All right, that's it.

You son of a b*tch.

Oh, boy.

Oh, sh*t.

Get back where you belong.

- All right. All right. All right.

All right. - Come on.

Break it up.

Break it up. I told you,

not on the lanes.

This guy tried to

rivet me to the wall.

He was sleeping. He was talking

back there with his friend,

- instead of setting up the pins.

- You're full of crap.

Nicky, will you get

Hopper out of here?

Nicky, please,

get Hopper out of here!

Cool him off.

All right, you, clean yourself

up in the bathroom.

- Pin boy.

- Look at my clothes.

- It's an honest living.

- Look at my clothes.

Okay, okay, okay, take Julie.

Take Nancy.

- Nancy?

- Why not?

Nancy's married.

All right, Nancy's out.

It doesn't matter who, it doesn't matter

what, as long as it looks like a girl.

I'll tell you what we'll do.

We'll drive out to the lake.

- You can even use the car.

- I don't know, Nicky.

All this back-seat stuff seems

kind of juvenile, you know.

Juvenile?

Will you listen to this guy?

Nicky, I don't pay you

to be Hopper's shadow.

It doesn't even have

to be a real date.

Just show up at her house

and con the old man.

- Boys, I need more gin.

- Take Alberta. Take...

I know what it is.

You're hot for Sally Kaiser.

- What? - Either that or you don't

think I'm good enough for her.

Why does she go

out with you?

One day at the drugstore,

we introduced ourselves over Cokes.

And I told her I would

be very honored if she...

Nicky, don't you ever

think about anything

- but hiking up some girl's dress?

- Like what?

Like...

I don't know.

Like the future, son.

Hop, when you

gonna wise up?

The only future we got

is Germans and Japs.

And the way I see it,

in the next six weeks,

I am gonna get

everything I can.

I want my money!

What do you think, I do this for free?

Come on, sonny boy.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey.

What's going on here, Annie?

Nothing, this guy just tried to

run off without paying his tab.

I'd pay if I were you, Joe.

This is my last day on furlough.

I swear, I don't have any money.

This is not the USO.

I'll take the watch.

My grandfather gave

me that watch.

I wouldn't argue with the lady, buddy.

Get out of here.

Thanks, guys.

Well, love to stay and chat,

but I gotta pay the light bill,

know what I mean?

Hey, Annie, how would

you like to go on a date

tomorrow night with Hopper?

- What happened to your eye?

- Old man's drinking again.

Oh!

I got a run in my stocking.

I don't think we're gonna

get away with this.

You and Sally share classes?

I don't think she's mentioned you.

I graduated a long time ago.

Where'd you get that eye, son?

Bowling, sir.

Sorry I'm late.

Nicky, what happened

to your eye?

I'll tell you about it later in the car.

Good night.

Could I have a drink or some

candies or something?

Let's go.

Sorry.

You have such a

lovely living room.

Good night.

Here you are, kids.

I thought we were

going to the movies.

Yeah, well, Hop's gotta do

some Christmas shopping.

Bye, kids.

It was great, Hop.

Do you wanna go

for a sundae, maybe?

You mean, ice cream?

Yeah.

Sorry.

When do you ship out?

Six weeks.

Well, listen, angel face,

you're welcome to stop by for a

free ride on the old merry-go-round.

Thanks, Annie.

Oh, I almost forgot.

This is for you.

Thanks, Hop, but I really can't,

I'm allergic.

One, please.

On Capitol Hill, the teenage

draft bill holds the spotlight.

Young men all over the

nation flock to the colors.

The Army and the administration say,

"We need teenage manpower now. "

And here's the response.

- Well, goodbye, I'm going.

- All right now, be sure and write to us.

Bye.

Here is a typical report

from a teenage soldier of today.

I'm 19 years old.

Before entering the service, I was

a doorman at Radio City Music Hall.

After two weeks in the service,

I was appointed corporal...

Come on.

Hi, Sally.

Hi, Hopper.

Where's Nicky?

Where'd you two go last night?

Over to the lake.

What's your dog's name?

Argus.

What's he wearing that for?

He got it for his birthday.

Come on, Argus,

time to go home.

Come on.

Bye.

Come on.

Goodbye.

Hey, Arnie,

can we kill the angels?

God, I hate this music.

It reminds me of my Aunt Ida.

I ever tell you about

my Aunt Ida?

Before my Ma died, during Christmas,

we used to have these family things.

And my Aunt Ida was always there

with her goddamn mistletoe hat.

And every time I turned around,

it was her cow lips,

her wet, puckered cow lips on my face.

It was awful.

- When did she die?

- She didn't.

Everyone else did. Practically everyone

in the whole goddamn family.

And I had this theory that it was my

Aunt Ida's kissing that was doing it.

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