The Violent Years Page #2

He wasn't like what you think.

He's dead!

Can't you leave him alone?

Oh Chet, you've turned him

into some sort of crusading hero.

He wasn't like that.

He kept us out of an

orphanage, he raised us.

He didn't have to do that.

Don't you think I know that?

But I also know how he did it.

What's the difference?

He's my brother and what

he did, he did for us.

Duke was a hoodlum.

He beat people, he robbed them.

And he finally even killed a man.

You eat his food, you live in this house

and you spend his money.

He's just like you,

what did you expect...

You're a hypocrite, a lousy hypocrite!

I gotta get outta here.

If anybody else had said the

things you said, I'd kill 'em!

Chet, Chet, please stop it!

Whatever you're gonna

do, please stop, for me.

All right then, not for me, for Duke.

From here on in,

everything I do is for Duke!

Try and understand.

If you can, just leave me alone!

I understand too well, Chet.

Grow up before it's too late.

Hello?

- Hi honey, this is Mickey.

- Oh, Mickey.

- Pat, I wanna talk to you.

- Could you come over?

Let's take a ride or somethin'.

- Chet?

- Yeah, come on out.

Go away.

What?

I said go away, it's too late.

What do you mean it's too late?

Sh, you'll wake my mother up.

If you don't get out here,

I'm gonna wake up the

whole neighborhood up.

Wait a minute.

What's this too late bit?

I can't see you anymore, Chet.

Why?

My mother, she says I shouldn't.

Never mind what your mother says, baby.

What do you say?

I feel the same way.

Besides, I have a new friend now.

A new friend?

Yes.

Well, what do you expect?

I don't see you for weeks at a time

and when you do come around

it's always like this.

You never take me anyplace.

So?

So I'm moving in new circles now.

With class.

Something you wouldn't

know anything about.

Class, huh?

Here's somethin' we both understand.

Hey Chet, you really clobbered that guy.

It made the papers!

Made it, it's monopolizing 'em.

Hey, like wow, front page.

DA's son is victim of hoodlum assault.

Walter Lee Baker, son of Morris Baker,

city district attorney,

was found last night

the victim of a brutal beating.

Hey, Chet, you brute, you.

Investigating officers have

ruled out of a robbery motive

since Baker's wallet and

watch were untouched.

Oh wow, we forgot the bread.

Come on, knock it off.

What's the matter, Chet?

Cool it, Moe.

Yeah.

- I'm looking for Chet Marco.

- So?

What do want from me?

Well he's a friend of mine.

I know all of Chet's friends, take off.

All right, let him in, Moe.

- You know this flower?

- Yeah I know him.

- Chet, can I talk to you?

- All right, talk.

Well, it's a little personal.

Well what about?

Well, would you step outside?

I think he wants to whisper

sweet nothings in your ear.

I don't think I like you.

Give me the word,

Chet, I'll throw him out.

What do you want, Mickey?

Look, Pat wanted me to ask

if you'd like to go to a party Saturday.

Party?

That's marvelous, what

time are you picking us up?

Are my friends invited?

It's not my party, I couldn't do that.

Well I don't go anywhere

without my friends, Mickey.

Hey, would you invite

us if it were your party?

No I don't think I would.

Look the party's at

Arthur Brennan's house.

Now you can go with Pat

and me or you go alone.

- Arthur Brennan's house?

- Look.

Chet says he don't go where

his friends aren't welcome.

- I like you less and less.

- And I'm heartbroken.

Look it, clown, I came to talk to Chet.

Well you came to my house.

- All righty.

- Chet!

- All righty.

- Hello.

Chet!

Well you never know these days

when you're gonna get a laugh.

I thought I'd break you boys up.

You're a million

laughs, Lieutenant.

How are you?

Well, here's a new face.

I hope I wasn't interrupting something.

What is this, the Pentagon?

You know I live here.

Chet, as far as the party,

the invitation still goes.

And I hope I see you real soon.

Anytime, punk, but don't

come to my house again.

Unless you bring Pat.

Look, you mention Pat once more,

and I'll be here a lot sooner.

Hey, rough guys invadin'

the territory, Lieutenant.

I may need your protection.

A Marine veteran need

protection, I doubt that.

You come here to shoot

the breeze, Lieutenant?

Yeah sure, what else?

You look a little unhappy.

Well now that you mention it, Chet,

I am as a matter of fact.

A pretty terrible thing

happened yesterday.

Yeah?

Yes, a boy got roughed up quite a bit.

On my beat, no less.

And to make matters

worse he's the DA's son.

The powers that be are awful disturbed.

- That's real tough.

- Yes, it is.

I see you already know about it.

Yeah we read the headlines.

That all you know?

That's all.

Buy the papers every day,

keep up with the news, huh?

Look, Mac, circulation's 180,000.

A lot of people buy papers.

we were just looking to see

where we could go to the movies.

Yeah, well that's a nice idea.

Tell me, fellas, have any of

you ever seen this before?

Put it on again, Lieutenant,

it's an improvement.

Moe, you got a real wit about you.

It's an improvement,

that's a good one, huh?

- Lieutenant.

- Yeah?

We don't know anything about

the DA's son or the mask.

Uh huh.

Dickie, could I trouble you

for a glass of water please?

Sure.

I suppose you fellas can

account for your whereabouts

yesterday, about six?

Six?

We were here, weren't we Danny?

Yeah, you went home about 6:30.

- You got witnesses?

- Sure.

Moe, Danny, Pete, Dick, and Bobby.

Well how are you Bobby,

I hardly noticed you there.

Oh okay.

Any other questions?

No, no I guess not.

But if you should happen

to hear of anything

that might help...

- Hey.

Try the Scorpions,

they're real tough studs.

I know they are, Moe, thanks.

Hey, Lieutenant, it behooves

me to ask one question.

Did you check the mask for fingerprints?

Yes.

There aren't any.

Hey, Chet, what movie did you decide on?

Crime and Punishment.

That's a real good movie.

I don't like the heat

waltzin' into my pad.

Well don't sweat it.

He all the told us he

doesn't have anything on us.

He's on his way now to bug somebody else.

Moe, you know who Arthur Brennan is?

No, he didn't invite me to his party.

He's Judge Brennan's son.

I'm going to that party.

- Who's there?

- Oh it's me Dad.

What is it, son,

something happen to the car?

No, everything's all right.

Can you come out here a minute?

Okay, Mike.

I'm so nervous, I don't

know what to say to him.

Say hello Mr. Craig.

Something must be wrong,

I, well why didn't you tell?

I beg your pardon, miss.

Dad, this is Pat, the girl

I was telling you about.

I want you to meet her.

- Well sure, son,

as soon as I get halfway presentable.

Come on, let's go in the living room.

Honey sit down.

- No, I'm fine thanks.

Golly, this is beautiful.

Maybe Chet and I'll have

something like this instead of...

Honey, we'll fix it.

Oh Dad.

Dad, this is Pat.

How do you do, Mr. Craig?

How do you do?

Mickey and I have been

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