Riffraff Page #3

Boy, look at that haul.

That'll make Nick pay through the nose.

Yeah, and he still takes all the gravy.

When are you gonna quit

belly aching, Belcher?

You think you help the men, Muller,

you hurt 'em.

What do you mean?

You could do a lot for them.

They look up to you and

I don't blame them.

You could be a big man if you'd listen.

Listen to what?

Haul it. On boats.

Wages are not the working man share

of a commodity he has produced.

Wages are the share of a commodity

previously produced

of which the employer buys a certain amount

of productive labor power.

That's right ain't it?

Huh? Oh, sure, sure.

All right...

The wage worker sells labor power

to capital.

Why did he sell it?

Because he's a sucker, that's why.

Now look.

Is work an active expression

of a man's life?

Yeah.

No.

No, you dope!

There you are.

We need you, Muller.

You're a born leader.

What're you gonna do?

I'm gonna show you a little trick.

Okay.

Come to the bar, baby doll.

No, there's a table over there.

Shut up! Shut up!

Now, ladies and gentlemen,

if you'll be quiet for a few moments

I'll show you the newsreel pictures

of how Dutch Muller stopped the recent

tuna fishermen walkout.

Angry fishermen ready to walk out

for higher wages

greet owner of the Sea Queen

Tuna Packing Company

as he arrives at his office.

However, Dutch Muller, number 1 tuna fisherman,

quickly persuades them to reconsider.

Muller, a strong, silent man, reluctantly offers

his own modest comments

on how he stopped strikes.

Strike one.

Well, you see, it was like this.

This guy that we work for, Nick Louis,

is strictly a heel.

Hey, boss, hey, boss, you want me

to knock his block off?

Leave him alone. He's full of escaping gas.

Well, what I done was no more than what

anybody woulda done

who used their brains in the same situation.

You photograph like a million bucks.

Yeah.

And I wanna say that I don't...

Strike 2.

That don't bother me.

Come on, let's go to the bar.

So, I'm strictly a heel, huh?

Yeah.

It's a nice way for you to talk

about your bread and butter.

Why don't you fire me?

I'll tell you why. Because I bring in the biggest

haul of anybody in your whole fleet.

You can't get along without me.

Come on.

Why waste time with this riffraff?

Hey, look what's calling me riffraff.

A cheap little tuna tinner

trying to red apple the boss.

Well, it looks to me like

them red apples is sour grapes to you.

Where did you get the skunk?

Skunk?

Why you wise guy, you ain't never seen

enough dough to buy one of 'em.

Oh, no?

No.

Well just take a gander at that, tootsie.

Hmm... big sport, huh?

You feeling pretty cocky, eh, my friend?

Making a big splash.

You know, all that dough

is not so good for you.

Then why don't you try taking it away

from me?

Go on, call his bluff.

It's okay by me, baby.

Get those glasses out of there.

What do you wanna shoot, heel?

Anything you want.

Nothing less than a dime, you know.

Twenty bucks.

Twenty.

Tough luck, my friend.

Maybe you ain't living right.

Yeah, maybe I should live on a corkscrew

like you, eh?

Aw, let him roll 'em once more.

Roll them for what, toothpicks?

He's got no more dough.

I didn't ask you to put your oar in.

I'm just sorry for any dope

that's as dumb as you are.

Roll 'em once for me, Dutchy.

Yeah, come on, Dutch.

Okay, baby.

Oh, taking dough from dames, huh?

Shut up. Keep away from me, will ya?

You're poison.

I'm poison, huh? Well I'll poison you.

Why you...

Dutch, that's enough.

You better not.

Why, what would you do about it?

Come on, come on, roll the dice.

Come on, Dutch, throw them out.

Well, look at that.

Yeah. Hey, Hat, you know,

your spit ain't so unlucky.

I told you I wasn't through.

Come on, I'm gonna clean you out.

Come on, honey, wet that whistle.

Why should I?

Just because I asked you to.

Come on.

You better go downstairs, honey.

I'll be with you in a minute.

Hey, who are you ordering around?

I wasn't ordering you, honey.

I just want you for to get away

from this cheap cracker.

I'm staying right here.

What'll you have now, heel?

Nothing. That's enough.

You got plenty dough.

Come on, Hattie.

Come on, Dutchy, let's dance.

Here's your dollar back. Thanks.

I'd like to do something for you.

You spit lucky tonight.

How about a little dance?

Gee, you're big-hearted.

You don't mind, do you?

Just a little twist.

No, no, Nick is good sport.

Come on.

Hi, Roy.

Hi.

Hi, Chuck.

How's it?

That's a swell stink you got in your hair.

Like it?

Hum-um.

You know, this isn't hard to take.

Just coming to life, huh?

Hey, is that what you call dancing?

Take your hands off her.

It's you should take your hands

off her.

Come on, honey, we go home.

This place is too crowded with cheap people.

Stop tellin' me what to do.

You ain't running no cannery here.

Atta girl. That's the way to talk.

Say, listen, big shot,

a little more respect out of you

or I'll tie up all your whole

dirty waterfront.

He's talking who?

I'm talking me.

And one word out of me and the

gang's with me, too. How about it?

Yeah! Yeah!

You hear that, don't ya?

Pipe down, Dutch, this ain't the place.

Leave me alone, I got a right to talk.

Tell him where to head in, Dutch.

You're heading for trouble, Dutch.

You mean he is...

you got an earful of what he said,

didn't ya?

Everyone will be sober in the morning

and they'll spit in your eye.

Is that so?

Look out, Dutchy, he's got a knife.

Watch this trick, Rosie.

Beat it, Dutch, the cops!

Come on, squirt.

You okay, boss? Feeling all right?

You okay, boss?

Yeah, I'm all right.

But I don't feel so good.

The cops'll never find us here.

It's a lucky thing I seen that knife

or you might've got hurt.

Who me? I'm so tough you couldn't

get a knife into me.

Punch.

Hurt yourself?

Don't worry about me.

Nobody's ever got the best of me

on this waterfront and nobody ever will.

Look at the sky rockets.

Pretty, ain't it, huh?

Not bad, not bad.

Well, I guess the cops's left.

I gotta be going.

What for?

Well, I...

Look at it, I lost my tail.

What of it?

Well, it's ruined.

Let me see it.

Hey, whatcha doing?

Let go of it.

Give me that, you big lug.

Not a chance, not a chance.

Oooh, ouch, you little mule.

Go on, keep it up, keep it up, I love it.

I love dames with spirit.

Dames and fishes.

Take your hands off of me.

Let me go.

You ain't really gonna get sore at me,

are you, honey?

You bet I am.

Them was the only furs I ever had.

You don't have to take nothing

from that big ape.

You know, there's other guys

can buy you furs if they wanna.

Yeah, well I don't see 'em doin' it.

You know, I know a lot of dames

who would rather have a guy's arms

around them keepin' them warm.

Sure, anybody can buy a dame

a fur piece.

How's that?

How's it to you?

Not bad.

I gotta be going.

You ain't goin' no place.

That stink is driving me screwy.

Wanna slip me a little kiss?

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