The Little Giant Page #8

This is highway robbery. I refuse.

Looks like we'll have to give

the gent a sales call.

Ain't that too bad?

[GRUNTING]

So you won't sign, huh?

Well, you won't sign. Well, how's this?

Stop! Oh, help!

- Stop!

- Maybe this will take a little bit more.

[GRO ANING]

- Stop!

- You won't talk and you won't sign.

Stop, stop!

I'll sign. I'll sign.

Stop! I'll sign.

- Now you're talking.

- I'll sign it, I'll sign it.

Let me have it.

You'll suffer for this brutality.

This outrage.

You'll regret it. You'll see.

- There.

- Thanks, Cass, old boy.

I'll stroll to the bank and get this cashed.

You boys stay here

and entertain our customer.

- Sure.

- I'm sorry I had to put the heater on you.

But if you sit still,

everything's gonna be all right.

It would be too bad

to get blood all over this rug.

For a fact.

I want the police, quick.

Hurry up, the police.

We're selling you bonds

you sold to chumps.

Operator, I want the police.

They put us in the can for selling them

to you, they'll put you in the can.

- You better think it over, buddy.

- Stop squawking, nobody can hear you.

Here, put your moniker on this

and be quick about it.

This is an outrage.

Get out of here or I'll call police.

Oh, will you?

Hey, nix, nix.

You don't wanna croak him.

Wait till we get his moniker

on this check.

Here you are, kid. Sign here.

Why, this check is for $50,000.

That's all I have in the bank.

Sure, Mr. Ames.

It's bad to have 50 grand

just laying in a bank.

Yeah, but it ain't near

as bad as getting bumped off, Mr. Ames.

Come on. Put your John Henry on there.

Come on, come on. Hurry up.

Make it snappy.

What's keeping your father? Where is he?

I don't know. I haven't seen him.

If we don't leave in five minutes,

we'll miss the train.

But of course, I...

[DOOR OPENS]

MRS. CASS:
What do you want?

GORDON:
Look here.

- You've got your nerve coming in here.

- Shut up.

Give me that ring. It cost me 7 grand.

Give me that ring.

[SCREAMS]

Now, look here, Ahearn. You can't...

Ingleby, Ingleby. Show these men out.

If you open that puss again,

I'll shove my foot in it.

I wanna slip you a load of good advice.

The next time you go trim a sucker,

pick some guy that's a real sucker.

I had smarter people than you

doing my laundry in Chicago.

Come on.

Blind, please help the blind.

Help the blind.

Thank you.

How could you pay back

all of these losses in such a short time?

A new plan of refinancing.

The Chicago plan.

As long as you put the company on its feet,

stay out here and run it.

Oh, no.

Out here, I'm like a mule in a horse race.

Well, look here.

You mustn't judge everybody

by the Casses.

They're like poison to

everybody in the community.

You telling me?

You haven't met one decent person

since you came out here.

Why, sister, that's the first time

you've been wrong.

Do you remember rehearsing me

in that proposal racket?

Why, of course I remember.

Well, I was thinking it might not

be a bad idea if me and you, uh...

...had another rehearsal.

I mean, that is,

when you haven't anything else to do.

Well, I'm idle right this minute.

Great.

Put her down there.

MAN:

Fire at once!

[SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

Fore!

Look out!

Bull's-eye! Give the gentleman a cigar.

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