Sullivan`s Travels Page #7
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- 1941
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- He came back the last time.
- He didn't have reservations on a plane or people waiting.
- You don't know him like I know him.
- Is that so?
I guess I know him better than...
- Yeah?
- Say, I'm down here to the morgue.
They got a guy in a basket.
You can't tell who he is.
Did the boss
have any identification?
Did he have any identification
that you know of?
Well, he had...
I think he said he had... Who is that?
- Have they found him?
- Take it easy. We gotta check everywhere.
- What identification did he have?
- In the soles of his shoes...
between the soles of his shoes.
Look in the soles of his shoes,
between the leather.
He's coming now.
I can hear his footsteps.
There's a card here. It's kind of hard
to read. It's all splattered.
- He's dead? What do you mean, he's dead?
- What do you think it means?
What do you send him on jobs like this
for? I've got a good mind to sue you.
- Do you think I like it any better than you do?
- I will sue you!
I'll teach you to... Operator?
Operator, I was talking with Kansas City.
She's gonna sue me.
Somehow I don't feel like
firing anybody.
Well, there's no use
Get your things together
and leave this afternoon!
- I'll fly back.
- Yes, sir! Uh...
I'd like you to come
with us, my dear.
Jones has explained to me.
You were his last discovery...
his last gift to the world.
We'll take care of you always.
She didn't hear you.
- What's the idea, riding into the yard?
- Huh?
I said, what's the idea,
riding into the freight yard?
- Lay off, will you?
- I've got a good mind to run you in for trespassing.
Shut up, you dumb cluck.
Can't you see I'm sick?
Come on, get out of here,
you dirty rat!
- Go on, go on!
- Don't do that again.
- That's telling him, 'bo.
- Don't do what again?
Come on. Come on, get going!
Trespass. Resisting arrest.
- Atrocious assault and battery with intent to kill.
- Huh? What?
- What did he say?
- We object, Your Honor.
- My client had been injured and denies all knowledge.
- Objection overruled.
- Trespass and resisting arrest.
- Object, your honor.
The man was a railroad employee,
not an officer of the law.
- Sustained.
- Trespass and atrocious assault.
- Objection, Your Honor.
- Objection overruled.
Get down to business.
Prisoner at the bar.
Prisoner at the bar!
- Answer when you're spoken to.
- Huh?
- Do you plead guilty or not guilty?
- Huh?
Guilty or not guilty to trespass
and atrocious assault...
with a rock upon the person
of the employee of the railroad.
I guess I hit him, all right,
the way my hand feels.
I'm sorry.
I'll make it up to you.
I'll pay any damages you like.
Sorry.
So you still refuse
to give your name?
It'll come back to me
in a minute.
I have such an awful headache.
I'm all mixed up.
We plead guilty, Your Honor,
with extenuating circumstances...
due to temporary insanity, and throw
ourselves on the mercy of the court.
Huh? What?
What did he say?
Stand up. Stand up!
Stand up.
Prisoner at the bar,
these are parlous times,
and we have no desire to be severe.
- Just a minute. I...
- Silence!
When confronted with violence and
hoodlumism, the court has no alternative.
Since you still refuse
to remember your name...
but have pleaded guilty
to trespass and atrocious assault,
I will be as lenient
as my conscience permits...
and not impose upon you the maximum
penalty your crimes ordinarily permit.
Richard Roe, I sentence you
to six years at hard labor...
as prescribed by the laws
of our sovereign state.
Six years? What's he talking about?
- You got off easy.
- Wait a minute. I gotta get to a phone.
- I have to send a...
- Come on.
- Wait a minute. I'm all mixed up!
- Come on, come on!
Mister, new man.
- Hello, Charlie.
- Hi, Jake.
- Put him in 13.
- Just a minute, boys. I want to...
You speak when you're spoken to
around here. Hold up your arm and wait.
- Listen, you...
- You say "Mister" when you're talking to me.
- Put him in 13 and find him a bunk.
- Come on.
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Them cost me $16.50.
- There seems to be a lot of them.
- How's everything at the house, Charlie?
- Fine, Jake.
- Give my regards to the missus.
- I'll do that little thing.
- I gotta get out of here.
- Take it easy, boy.
I'm John L. Sullivan,
a Hollywood director.
- Somebody slugged me. I gotta get out of here.
- A Hollywood what?
- Take it easy, will you?
You're gonna lose your privilege.
No letters, no smokes, no writing.
You don't want that.
I want a lawyer.
You get me to a telephone.
There's a telephone
right down there.
They can't do things like this
to people. Put 'em in a pigsty.
Pipe down, will you,
please, before he hears.
I want a lawyer. I demand
my right to have a lawyer!
Did you hear that?
He demands a lawyer.
You starting in again?
You're gonna be here
a long time, see?
And you gotta learn,
and learn quick.
Chain him in.
No privilege, fresh guy.
We're going to
the picture show Sunday.
Good news. You want to see
the picture show Sunday?
We're going to the picture show.
We're going to the picture show Sunday.
They asked us over again.
- When can I write a letter?
- When you get your privilege back.
How long will that take?
That all depends on the Mister.
He's all right
if you take it nice and quiet.
How long does it take him
to make up his mind?
Take it easy, will you,
or you'll never get it.
Look out!
Who gave you leave to read the paper?
You won't learn, huh?
- It's about me. I just happened to see it.
- Shut up!
Turn around. Turn around!
- Put him in the sweat box.
- For how long, Mister?
- Till I tell you. Are you gonna start now?
- No. Yes. I mean no, sir.
Then get moving!
Get back to your work. What do you
think this is, a vaudeville show?
Tastes good, don't it?
I'll try to get him
to let you off early.
I ain't supposed to do this.
- Water.
- You'll be all right.
You got to learn, that's all.
It ain't so easy at first,
but after a while
you don't mind.
We ain't so bad off.
He ain't bad, according to his lights.
He has to deal with some
pretty tough hombres.
He got us chicken
last Thanksgiving...
and some turkey once
for Christmas.
And there ain't another Mister
takes his gang to the picture show.
Maybe... Maybe if I ask him, he'll
let you go the picture show Sunday.
Wouldn't that
be something? Huh?
All right, Charlie.
Let it down easy, Charlie.
Charlie's a little anxious.
Brothers and sisters, once again
we're gonna have a little entertainment.
I don't have to tell you
what it is.
The sheet kind of gives it away.
And once again, brothers and sisters,
we're going to share our pleasure...
with some neighbors
less fortunate than ourselves.
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