The Mayor of Hell Page #7

Are you crazy?

We got enough food here

to feed all the kids in the dormitory.

Shh! Here comes somebody.

- It's Charlie.

Get away from that door.

Oh! Hey! Ow!

Psst.

Jimmy.

Jimmy.

Jimmy.

- Thanks, Butch.

- That's okay.

- How's everything?

- Not so good.

It's plenty cold. The wind blows

through that roof a mile a minute.

- Gee, that's tough.

- I'm okay.

Go on. Beat it.

- So long.

- So long, Butch.

Who was the gang?

Well, I know Johnny Stone

was one of them.

How do you know?

- Because I heard him cough.

- Get him.

- Who else?

- Well, that's the only one I heard.

All right, Charlie, go ahead.

We'll find out the rest

from Johnny Stone.

Come on. Come on. Answer me.

Who were those other boys?

Now, I'm asking you for the last time.

Who were they?

Now, you're not going to eat until you talk,

so you may as well talk now.

Now listen, Johnny, here. Listen to me.

Now, you tell me who those

other fellows were and I'll let you go, see?

Come on, who were they, huh?

Who were they?

- Lock him up.

- Mighty cold for this kid in there.

Well, maybe it'll freeze him

into talking.

Okay. Come on.

I'm gonna find out who those other

kids were if it's the last thing I do.

All right, kid. Come on. Get out of there.

You got enough.

Go get your chart

and report to work detail.

- I'll try and get you some grub later on.

- Thank you.

Wrap this around you.

I know you don't squeal.

Skinny didn't squeal.

Skinny didn't squeal.

Skinny didn't squeal.

Skinny didn't squeal.

Skinny didn't squeal.

Skinny didn't squeal.

Skinny didn't squeal.

Skinny didn't squeal.

Here you are, kid.

Kid.

Kid.

- Kid.

- Mm?

Why, what...?

Kid.

Skinny.

It's Skinny.

This is gonna take guys. Just get him.

Skinny.

Let's get Skinny.

Let's go, come on.

Sir...

Oh, Skinny.

Get back.

All right, come on.

Hey, get back.

Quick, get something.

If you boys...

Where's this boy's bed?

Skinny. Right here, sir.

Turn down that blanket, Walter.

Get some alcohol, rub him down.

- What happened?

- They carried Skinny out.

- Where is he now?

- In the dorm.

- Get the rest of the gang.

- Okay.

You boys stay here with him.

I'll be back in a minute.

Skinny.

Skinny.

Skinny.

Come on, Skinny.

Wake up.

Skinny.

Skinny.

Skinny, it's Jimmy.

I'm scared.

Come on, Skinny,

everything's gonna be all right.

I'm scared.

Ma.

Ma.

Pa.

Skinny.

Skinny.

All right, call up Dr. Loring at Peakstown.

Mr. Thompson.

Johnny...

Johnny's dead.

What?

- Where is he?

- He's in his bed.

He killed him.

Look what he's done.

He killed him.

Well, what are we waiting for?

- Come on. Let's get him.

- Come on, gang.

Out this way.

- Come on.

- Come on, gang.

- Wait...

Come on, come on, out this way.

- Yeah?

Message from Mr. Thompson.

You killed him, huh?

Get the essentials out of there.

Come on, get those guys out of here.

Get them out of here.

Now, I'm going to Peakstown to get

Dr. Loring to sign the death certificate.

You phone him and tell him I'll be there

in 15 minutes.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello...

The line is dead. Hello.

All right, use the one in your office.

Every man in this room is under arrest.

Stand where you are.

You, come on. Start walking.

Come on. Get going.

Come on.

- Who's there?

- Mike.

- Patsy.

- Oh, sweet.

I had to bring her.

I made him bring me, darling.

I had to see you. I just had to.

Now, I know all about everything.

You know if you're found,

you'll be in a terrible jam.

- I don't care.

- Oh, sweet...

- What are you doing away from the school?

- I'm out. Thompson fired me.

- He what?

- That's nothing. That's part of it.

You should know all he's done.

- Tell me.

- We had a terrible row over the food.

That's why he fired me.

The boys can't eat it.

It's worse now than ever.

They won't stand for anything more.

All they need is a spark

and they're capable of anything.

Defendant, you're charged

with the murder of Johnny Stone.

He knew Johnny was sick

and he put him in the cooler.

And you knew it too, didn't you?

You dirty, squealing rat.

Yeah.

And you, Thompson, you killed Skinny.

No, no. No, I didn't, boys. I didn't.

I didn't know he was so sick.

I never would have done it.

- I ain't gonna let you throw yourself...

- Mind your business.

- They can put the finger on you.

- Quit waiting there, will you?

Keep in touch.

Let me know what the doctor says.

- Get our doctor if you have to. Come on.

- Wait a minute.

Listen, Patsy, I'm asking you,

don't go up there, will you?

All right.

Wouldn't that mean...?

Now, boys. Now, wait.

Now wait. Now let's be sensible.

Now, let's start all over again.

I'll change everything back

to what it was before.

- I swear I will. I'll change and...

You're a liar.

We, the jury, find you guilty of murder

in the first degree.

Where did...? Where...?

Let's go. Get him.

Hurry up.

Hurry up and get him.

Let's hurry up and get him.

Come on, boys, let's go.

Come on.

Hurry, Patsy.

He's dead.

Hey, come on.

Hey, come on.

Get that out of here. Come on.

- Jim, Butch, Mac, where you going?

- Get out of here.

- Get out or we'll give it to you too.

- What are you trying to do? Go to the pen?

You can't get away with this.

Go back there and put out that fire.

- We're gonna finish the job.

- You're playing into Thompson's hands.

- He'll hang you for this.

- Thompson's dead.

Thompson's dead?

- Yeah, we took care of him.

- Listen, kids, you gotta stop where you are.

Whatever you do

will be another rap to beat.

I wouldn't give you a bum steer.

I'm in as bad a fix as you are.

- You think I ran out on you? I didn't.

- Sure, you ran out.

You ran. Go on.

I didn't. I meant to come back

the day after I left.

I got into a fight and shot a rat.

I think I killed him.

I'm on the lam now.

If they get me, it may mean the chair.

What do you get for...?

Boys, boys.

Boys, stop. It's the truth.

I swear Patsy's telling you the truth.

I'm willing to take my chances,

see this thing through.

We're in the same boat. I'm not leaving

here until they come and take me.

If there's quitting to be done,

you're gonna do it.

Don't be chumps.

Don't let them pin anymore on you.

We've got a rap to beat.

The way to start beating it

is by putting out that fire.

Now, what do you say? Do we do it?

Jim, Butch, Mac, do we do it?

Casey, what do you say?

- Okay, come on.

- Come on.

Come on...

- So that's it, eh, Charlie?

- Yes, sir.

All right, boys, you can go.

There's no doubt that this tragedy

was Thompson's own fault.

- You agree, coroner?

- The sheriff and I both agree.

Mr. Gargan, I owe you a sincere apology.

Oh, forget it.

Hey, wait a minute.

They can't do nothing to him.

The guy's gonna be okay.

Besides, he pulled a gun on Patsy.

- Shut up.

- Who is this man?

Just a guy that works here.

Little bit screwy.

Go on, stand over there, will you?

He gets excited.

Well, we'll be going, judge.

We'll make our report to the state board.

- Goodbye, judge.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes