The Milky Way Page #2
- PASSED
- Year:
- 1936
- 89 min
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I'm feeding you for?
Why didn't you watch him?!
Well, what do you got
to say for yourself?
- I got a headache.
- Shut up!
And you... you...
the middleweight
champion of the world.
Heh. Yesterday, you had
Today, it isn't worth a nickel.
I'm in Philly, signing you up
to beat Kid Miller for 20 Gs.
I got the pen in my hand all
ready to sign, and what happens?
Yeah. That's what I want
to know... what happened?!
He wants to know what happened.
Heh. They want to know
what happened.
Sure, they want to know.
The lobby's crawling
with reporters...
and I gotta give them
a statement!
We're gonna need it. Hello?
Now, listen, Willard...
I said I'd give you a statement
in ten minutes.
- Well, I always keep my word.
- Uh-oh.
I said ten minutes, didn't I?
The rats are coming up in five.
Well, come on, let's have it!
Come on, come on!
Listen, Gabby,
it was like this.
Spider and I were
walking down the street...
and... and up comes a guy.
And what a guy.
Right. Gabby, he was
the biggest guy I ever saw.
Bigger! Boss,
he was bigger than Canary.
Yeah, yeah, with hands
as big as watermelons.
How did he wind his watch?
Speed looked like this
alongside of him.
I had to jump up in the air
to hit him.
Now, wait a minute,
wait a minute.
This is serious. A big guy, huh?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
"Middleweight knocked out
by heavyweight."
That's an angle.
Grab it, Spider.
Why, he outweighs Speed
fifty pounds.
Got a good right hand.
What'll I say?
Say hello.
They'll pick it up from there.
Hello?
Who?
He is?!
The truck driver,
Burleigh Sullivan...
is on his way up.
Let's all hide under the bed.
Now, be calm, everybody,
be calm.
Now, the big stiff
is on his way up.
The reporters
are downstairs... great.
We'll get a picture
of the two of you.
You know, like they do...
big, little guy?
Hey, the public
gets one look at you...
alongside of that big bruiser,
why, you'll even get sympathy.
You know what we can do,
don't you?
Why, say, we could take
that man-mountain and...
Well? What do you want?
L... I'm Burleigh Sullivan.
It's a lie.
Hands as big as
watermelons, huh?
Come in, Sullivan.
Hello there.
No, you don't.
Now I got him. Now I got him.
Go on, get the press.
Get the press.
I'll lay him out as flat
as a piece of linoleum.
Hit him over here
in the sunlight...
so the boys
can photograph the body.
Now, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.
Before you make
any more mistakes...
Wait a minute.
Are you sure
that you're the man...
that knocked out
our Mr. McFarland?
Uh, yes, ma'am.
Why, you dirty little worm!
Easy, easy! We got to
find out what happened...
before they get up here.
Now, start talking!
In the first place, you gotta
cut out all this rough stuff.
- All right, cut it out.
- That's better.
All right, get started.
Well... you've all
read the papers?
- We glanced through them.
- Rubbin' it in, huh?
There he goes again.
Shut up! All right, come on.
Now, I don't know how you folks
feel about all this...
but it's got me worried.
- You're looking well.
- Oh, thank you.
This thing was partly my fault.
All right if I sit down?
Yeah.
Now, I'll tell you
just how it started.
You see, I've never had
my name in the papers.
When I saw a chance
to get in the headlines...
whew! You don't know
what that did to me.
See, I lead
a very simple life.
I'll bet you do.
Hmm. At the dairy,
I'm only 120-pointer.
That's bad, huh?
Oh, it's awful.
And then, out of the clear sky,
this thing happened last night.
You know?
And as all those reporters
came running up to me...
I said, "Oh, boy!
Oh, boy! Oh, boy!"
And, heh, well,
Well, now we're
getting somewhere.
- It's the telephone.
- Yeah.
Eh?
Comin' upstairs?
Hey.
Oh, wait a minute.
Come on, let him alone.
Let him alone.
Tell the boy I'll give him
5 bucks to stall the elevator.
Now, come on.
Let's get down to cases.
How did the champ
get knocked out?
Oh. When I was
a little boy...
Listen. Do you have
to go back that far?
Now, please don't stop me.
He's nervous, isn't he?
What do you suggest?
- Well, warm milk's very good.
- No, he's tried that.
Listen, come on,
let's get going.
Um, well,
when I was a little boy...
Can't you start when
you were a little older?
Oh, no, I gotta start
when I'm a little boy.
We got no time
to wait for you to grow up!
Aw, now I'm all rattled.
Now you've got him all rattled.
Aw, come on.
Come on and tell Ann
all about it.
Just once.
Well, when I was a little boy,
I was sort of puny.
Hey... you can get in on this.
All right, thanks.
The big boys
used to pick on me.
They threw things at me...
bricks and tomatoes.
You know, like kids do.
So I learned to duck.
To what?
To duck. Hmm.
See what I mean?
Oh, I had to.
I finally got
so good at it...
that I could put my hands
in my pockets and...
Bet the kids pennies
they couldn't knock my hat off.
They couldn't, either.
You know, once, I made enough
to take my mother...
and my sister Mae
to the picture show.
- Say, you met her last night.
- Look here.
I'm trying to find out
how the champ got knocked out...
and you keep talking about milk
and puny babies and movies!
Now, this isn't gonna
get you anywhere.
How'd you like to have me
do that to you?
That's all right. Go ahead.
Now I don't know where I was.
Now, listen, Sully,
you were a puny little boy...
and you took your mother
Now do you remember?
Oh, yes.
I even remember the picture.
You remember the one
where the man...
Iocked the girl in his cabin and
he chased her round and round?
Oh, that one? Yes.
- You do?
- Yes.
How did it end?
My mother took me home.
Take the witness.
Now, look here.
Pay attention to me.
Now, listen,
don't let your mind wander.
- Keep it in a straight line.
- They're comin' up the stairs!
You hear what he said?
They're comin' up the stairs.
Listen, you gotta think.
You gotta think!
You gotta concentr...
Listen, you got us
all nuts around here.
The first thing you know...
you'll be telling me
you didn't knock him out!
- I didn't.
- That's what I said.
What's that you said?
I said I didn't knock him out.
Everybody hear that?
Did you all hear that?
He didn't knock him out!
Hey!
That's our angle.
That's our out.
Ann, open the door
and let the press in!
You didn't knock him out.
No.
- You don't deny it.
- No.
What are you gonna
tell the press?
- He knocked him out.
- It's a lie!
So, you hung it on me!
You weren't with me
last night, huh?
Really! Cross my heart, he did!
He can't get away with that!
Cut it out, now!
Go on, muzzle him!
Ohh! Hey, cut it out.
What are you tryin' to do?
Settle down, will you?
Yes, if you'll settle down...
I'll explain
exactly what happened.
All right, go ahead.
Give us the lowdown.
Well, in the first place,
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