The Wild One Page #3

Come on, Johnny, let's go inside,

have a beer...

...and I'll beat

the living Christmas out of you.

Johnny, for old times' sake.

Don't take that away from Chino.

It's so beautiful.

Chino needs it. It makes Chino

feel like a big, strong man.

Yeah, Chino wants to be

a big racetrack hero. All these girls.

I didn't win it. I just gleebed it.

But I gleebed it off a guy

that didn't win it either.

Look, Johnny, you want one?

How about you go gleeb one

someplace for yourself, huh?

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

This is the main event.

Ladies and gentlemen...

This lovely young lady over here...

...shall hold this beautiful object

signifying absolutely nothing.

Watch closely.

See how the timid maiden of the hill...

...clutches the gold to her breast.

And see how she fights back a tear while

her hero bleeds to death in the street.

Come on, get up, you big hero.

- What are they fighting about?

- I don't know.

Don't know themselves, probably.

Stop this.

I've seen hoodlums like this before.

If you don't get tough with them the

minute they get out of line, you're sunk.

You are the cop. If you can't boot these

jerks out, we'll have to bust a few heads.

- That won't help matters.

- Take it easy, Charlie.

Nothing but talk. Talk. I'll see

if everything is all right at home.

Chino, come on, get up, boy.

Don't let him make a fool out of you.

Go get him, Chino.

Come on, go get him! Go get him, Chino!

Johnny, I love you.

Johnny, how about you and me,

we'll go and have a--

Shut up! Let's you and me have a beer,

Johnny. Shut up, I said!

- Get out of the way. I want out.

- What's the big idea?

Shut up!

- You know how to drive?

- Come on, I want out of here.

- You're awful noisy, ain't you?

- Now, look, you get away from me.

- What did he do?

- Tried to run Meatball over.

Come on, up and over!

Heave, ho! Heave, ho!

Break it up. Break it up. Break it up.

- Chief, he tried to run Meatball over.

- Nobody ran anybody over.

He ran his motorcycle

in front of my car.

Yeah? And then I suppose

his cycle crawled...

...under your front wheel

all by its lone self?

- I want this man arrested.

- He wants me arrested? You hear that?

- He hit me.

- Well, hit me back, you coward. Go on.

All right, quiet! I'm gonna take

you both down and lock you up.

- Both of us?

- Yes.

So we can all talk

without everybody yelling. Quiet!

Whether I'll hold anybody or not depends

on just how badly this boy here is hurt.

See, I'm with the chief.

- Are you hurt, man?

- He don't feel a thing.

- Harry.

- What?

- Let me talk to you.

- All right, break it up. Move along.

- Do you know what you're doing?

- Of course I know what I'm doing.

- Let's get these guys out of town.

- Sure. We have to make a living here.

If you arrest Charlie Thomas,

he'll never forgive you.

Well, okay.

- Okay, come on. Come on.

- What about him?

Frogface, dear friend,

we are being parted.

Our love is being nipped in the bud.

Wait a second. What did this boy do

that frogface didn't do?

Johnny,

I want to talk to you a minute.

I've given you a couple of chances.

I don't know what you're after--

- Chief, let me tell you about Johnny.

- Shut up.

I'm in a spot here.

You can do me a favour.

You take your boys and go on,

and the other bunch too.

- Can I go too, chief?

- Yeah, and he goes too.

I made a deal with a cop once.

Let me tell you about Johnny,

daddy-o.

He's okay, but you don't get on his back.

He don't like nobody on his back.

We had the same club once, and

the Beetles got on his back all the time.

He didn't like that.

- Then you don't wanna do what I say?

- Save me, Johnny. I'm going to the can.

Yes or no?

- I don't make no deal with no cop.

- Okay. Come on.

Hey, Johnny, write my mother

a letter and tell her I'm in the can!

Johnny, you gonna let that phoney cop

get away with this.

Hey, write my mother a letter...

...tell her to send me a case of beer.

Oh, the shame of it all!

Oh, the shame of it all!

- Let's give this joint the needle.

- What time is it?

Where's that chick

that's got my gold?

She was standing right over there.

Hi, Johnny.

Thank you.

Hey, Johnny.

Don't you remember? Britches.

You remember. The last weekend

we went out scrambling.

- Before the club split up.

- Oh, yeah. Yeah.

- How have you been?

- I'm still swinging.

I didn't know what happened to you.

It's been a year I didn't see you.

- I thought about you.

- I'll see you later, okay?

Where's my gold?

I'm gonna blow this joint.

Fine. Go someplace else

and cause trouble.

Listen, he put Chino in the can. Why

didn't he put that frogface in the can?

He was afraid of making a mistake.

He's afraid of losing his job.

He's the town joke and I'm stuck

with him.

He hasn't got any business being a cop.

No more than you have with that.

He's a fake, like you.

Well, you've impressed everybody now,

big motorcycle racer.

Take that back so they can give it

to somebody who really won it.

Say what?

Who are you, some girl

who makes sandwiches or something?

Your father wears a hat

says he's a big, important man.

You start telling me what to do?

Nobody tells me what to do.

You keep needling me, if I want to,

I'm gonna take this joint apart.

You're not gonna know what hits you.

- Hey, beer.

- Johnny, what's the pitch? We leaving?

Not just yet.

Hey, Johnny.

- Johnny, come on, let's go spring Chino.

- Yeah, one phoney cop.

- Let's get him out of there.

- Hey, we've got this town on the ropes.

- Come on.

- All right, let's go.

Hello, Dorothy,

get me the sheriff's office in Elsburgh.

I'll see if I can get through

for you, Harry.

Hey, look what's in here.

Hello, baby.

- How does this work?

- Can I get my mother on this?

- This is Dorothy. Help!

- Hello?

- Hello, baby.

- How does this work?

Goodbye, Dorothy.

Go on, take the day off, Dorothy.

What is this?

What are you doing here? Get off

my lawn! Come on, get out of here!

Listen, you hooligans,

you've caused enough trouble.

- Hey, Chino!

- Hey, Chino!

- Hey, Chino!

- Get up, Chino.

Come on, Chino!

- Let's open it up.

- Hey, you guys. Look, I've got the key!

- Where'd you get the keys?

- I see it.

- I wore gloves. No fingerprints.

- Good.

Hurry up. Hurry up.

Hey, Chino, wake up.

In you go. Get in there.

Hey, Chino.

Chino, come on, get up.

- There you go.

- Come on, Chino.

Leave him alone. Let him sleep it off.

Hey, you want room service?

We'll leave a call for you.

Sleep well, Chino.

Chino will be surprised

when he wakes up.

Johnny, what happened to that cop?

Let's go give him a bad time.

Yeah, I'll take the cop's daughter.

- Okay, okay, I was smiling.

- Maybe she's got a sister for me.

Johnny, where are you going?

Hello. Hello, hello.

Hello.

- What's the matter? Don't they answer?

- Did you get them?

The phone is dead.

Better send somebody for the militia.

That's silly. Let me try.

Hello, operator. Operator.

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