Shack Out on 101 Page #5

Synopsis: At an isolated, seaside greasy-spoon cafe live George, the sarcastic owner; Slob, the potentially violent cook; and Kotty, the sexy waitress all the men lust after. Plus an occasional customer, including "Professor Sam", Kotty's boyfriend from a nearby research facility. And something's going on under the potentially explosive surface emotions...nuclear secrets being smuggled out of the country.
Director(s): Edward Dein
Production: Allied Artists
 
IMDB:
6.5
NOT RATED
Year:
1955
80 min
54 Views


you still believe

you're right?

Yes. And we've got to continue

to fight for that right.

Open your eyes, Sam.

Open your eyes.

We're helping the enemy,

don't you see?

Shh.

We're helpin' the enemy.

We've got to expose them

before it's too late.

We're traitors! We're traitors! Shh

- Cut it out.

Quiet! Look. Will you just get

ahold of yourself? It's gettin' late.

I'm gonna walk you home. We'll

discuss this in the morning.

It's better then. Everything

looks better in the morning.

Okay.

He's passed out.

Help me get him to his-

You killed him.

Did you want him

to go to the authorities?

He would.

I've seen too many like him.

No, there's nothing

to worry about.

You go on home, and old

Slob'll take care of everything.

You all right? Your

message sounded so urgent.

Why all the drama?

Sam, they told me downtown, before

I can work for the government...

I must swear loyalty

to the United States.

Why?

That why you had me rush

down here? Answer me.

You can't be serious. I've never

been more serious in all my life.

Why must I swear

allegiance?

Well-

For one thing,

when our government hires somebody,

they guarantee them equality.

The shape of your nose

and the color of your skin...

has no bearing

on your success or failure.

Every individual

is entitled to promotion...

based on

an unbiased examination.

Then, when the job is over,

there's more security

in the form of a pension.

Loyalty doesn't seem to be very much

to give in exchange for that, does it?

That answer your question?

Sam, you're real smart.

You know all the answers.

But I'm getting smart too.

I'm learning all the time.

Last night I added a new word

to my vocabulary-

traitor.

"Traitor.

"One who violates his allegiance

and betrays his country.

"One who delivers his country

to an enemy.

One who aids an enemy

to conquer his country. "

Last night I heard

you and Slob and Dillon-

I heard Dillon beg you to stop what you

were doing. He said you were traitors.

And all you did was stand

there and soft-soap him.

I wanted to listen to more,

but I couldn't.

I was so ashamed I shut

the door and got sick.

Dillon was drunk. He didn't

know what he was saying.

Was Slob drunk?

You said anything to Slob?

Not yet, but I intend to.

You keep away from Slob.

He mustn't know that

you saw us last night.

Not a word. Not a look.

Promise me.

Then it's more than shells

with Slob, isn't it?

How could you get mixed up

with that garbage pail?

That's no concern of yours.

Everything you do

concerns me.

Not this. Understand me?

Not this.

Sam, you're my heart,

but I'd cut you out

if you were a traitor.

Are you?

Get out.

Listen to me. If you say one word

of this to anybody I'll kill you.

So help me, I'll kill you.

Get out. Get out of my

life so I can bury you.

Hey, you look bushed.

What's the matter,

you sore at me or somethin'?

Leave me alone.

I'm just tired.

What a night.

Those maniacs out there will eat

anything that don't eat them first.

I'll say.

Look at my hands.

They've been in the water so much today

they look like a couple of pink prunes.

Look at those wrinkles. Tonight

I can't feel sorry for anybody.

Will I be glad to get to

bed. You know, it's a shame.

They shouldn't let women

beat their brains out.

You know what I think women

ought to do?

If you think of it, it must be

gruesome. Hey, you got me all wrong.

I got feelings, and I got

respect where it's due.

Hey, you smell good.

What is it?

Soap and water. Well,

that's better than perfume.

Perfume is like a tent

on a beautiful woman.

I used to know a girl once

that smelled like you.

Boy, was I crazy about her. You couldn't

be crazy about anybody but yourself.

Why are you so mean to me?

You never give me a chance.

Well, I like that.

You make my life miserable.

You pick on me.

You're always pawing me.

You want to know why I'm

mean. I guess you're right.

But from now on, you ain't gettin'

nothin' but respect, I swear.

But you got to treat me

human. A little late for that.

But if you mean it-

Didn't I swear?

Let's shake on it.

Why couldn't you have

been like this before?

Things would've been

so much nicer.

Isn't it better when

people are friends? Sure.

But where do you find 'em?

How many friends you suppose

a guy has in a lifetime?

If he's got one, he's lucky. Well, you've got one now

- me.

Hey, I had you

pegged all wrong.

You know what? Next payday I'm going

to buy you something real fancy.

And maybe we can go out and get dinner

or catch a show or somethin', huh?

Sure, that's okay by me.

Especially now that I'm not

going steady with the Professor.

You're kiddin'.

When'd all this happen?

The other night.

I just couldn't take any more

of his selfishness.

That guy only thinks of himself

and what he wants to do.

Too bad he wasn't

more like you.

You know, girls like

to be treated nice.

All that guy thinks of

is seashells.

Yeah. When I first met the Professor,

I thought he was off his rocker.

How did you meet him? On the beach.

It was before you came to work here.

He was lookin' for shells

and we got to gabbin'.

Then I made

a deal with him.

I've made a nice few bucks

off of him. I'm glad you did.

I would have done the same thing

if I weren't such a dope.

He taught me one thing-

People can influence you.

All it takes is somebody who's got just

a little more brains than you've got-

They can twist you around,

and the first thing you know,

you're doing things you

never dreamed of. Like what?

Mmm, like my taking

the civil service exam.

Didn't he ever try to get you to

do something you didn't want to do?

No. We just talk

about shells.

I don't think

the professor's my type.

But let's not talk about

him. Let's talk about us.

Okay, Slob, lay off.

I thought you said

we was gonna be pals.

What's a little kiss

between friends?

I mean it, Slob.

Take your hands off me.

Oh, you're hopeless.

Gosh,

you'll never change.

You, uh, like my cooking?

Not bad.

You like me?

Like I like garbage.

Boy, you sure

change your mind quick.

Since when was you so choosy?

I'm a man, ain't I? Who told you?

Call again.

What do you want to do, make me

fat? I want to make you happy.

Say, I haven't seen the Professor

around lately. Is he sick?

Hey, what's the matter?

Have a beef?

About what?

I don't want to talk about

it. It's all over between us.

If that brain-basket did anything

to hurt you, I'll bust him in half.

Aw, look, honey,

I know how you feel,

but maybe it's better

this way.

People like you and me are...

just like bugs under a microscope,

as far as he's concerned.

Once the experiment's over-

Pfft.

Down the drain we go.

That's not true, George.

I- I told him I never

wanted to see him again.

Say, you're smarter

than I thought.

Oh, George, I-

I feel so bad.

Oh, now, honey,

there's only one thing to do.

Got to get yourself

another boy.

Now, uh, I can't do the mambo,

but you find an old-fashioned

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