Up the River Page #3
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- Year:
- 1930
- 92 min
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were the ones smart enough
to cross their legs during the trial.
- What a peculiar psychology. Have an apple, dear.
- Oh, thank you, Mrs. Massey.
- And I have a magazine for you, my dear.
- Thank you, Mrs. Massey.
And here's the latest style
magazine for you.
Girls, isn't this jolly?
Dewey's won the Battle of Manila.
- I oughta-
- Why don't you leave me alone?
I haven't done anything to you.
- What a jam!
- [Laughs]
[Steve]
Let 'im alone!
- What do you mean let him alone?
- I said let him alone. Scram, kid.
What are you gonna do?
Make a favorite of that punk around here?
- Keep your hands off him.
- Say, who are you to tell me
to keep my hands off anybody?
What's the matter, Steve?
What's all the trouble?
Pop and I found this big lug,
and he give me an argument.
He thinks everybody's scared of him.
- Sure, everybody's scared of me.
- Everybody's scared, are they?
[Groans]
You don't wanna bother with them guys.
It's a waste of breath.
I know, but look out for your arm.
Look out for your arm.
- Hey, the "ame-day" is waitin' at the "ate-gay."
- [Together] Thanks.
Don't mention it.
Hey, Steve.
I wouldn't go down there.
Keep away from that girl. Gettin' pretty near
your parole. I wouldn't take any chances.
Yeah, listen, kid.
He's right about that.
You do what Pop says,
and you'll never go wrong.
- I'll go.
- Hey-
Hey, some guy hit a great big lug
out there right on the button.
Hey, buddy, I'm sorry.
I butted into something.
I didn't know. She don't want to see me.
She wants to see you.
- Me?
- Yeah.
I didn't know that you two
were fond of each other.
Well, gee, I don't know
how fond she is of me...
but I think she's a fine girl.
- Well, ain't you never said anything to her?
- No, I haven't had a chance.
You know what the rules are. Oh, we waved
a couple of times from the window.
Well, you come on over.
I'd like to have you meet her.
Yeah, but listen,
if she's caught talkin' to me-
Don't let that worry you.
I'll take care of all that.
Hey, lug. Come here.
No, he means you.
Say, who do you think you are,
ordering me around? What do you want?
?Judy's got a boyfriend
Judy's got a-?
- Jean-
- Judy, there's a couple of fellas
in reception to see you.
I got the pass right here.
[No Audible Dialogue]
Jean, come over here. Your Uncle Danny
wants to tell you a fairy story.
Aw, Danny.
Why does a chicken cross the street?
To get on the other side.
Heard you were being paroled
in a few days.
Yes, I am.
I just wanted to say good-bye
to you before you left and...
thank you for being so sweet
to me that day in the office.
Well, that's all right.
I've- I've been trying
to get to see you too...
because, well, l- I have a lot of things
I want to talk to you about.
Remember that first day in the office
when I asked you if you were engaged?
Yes, and I said,
"Is that on the card?"
Yeah. Well it-
You know it wasn't.
I wanted to know because-
Well, are you engaged?
No, Steve, I'm not.
Are you?
No, I'm not.
Oh, but I'd like to be...
to you.
Now, look out for this one, Jean.
This is a hard one.
Why does the president of the United States
wear a high silk hat?
To keep his head warm.
I'm on the level too, Steve.
But I guess it- it can't be.
Why not?
Well, I've heard all about
your home and your family and-
- Well, I'm-I'm just-
- Well, wait a minute.
That's just storybook stuff about the rich boy
and the poor girl not being able to marry.
Doesn't count here at all.
When we get outta here, we're just
gonna be a couple of ex-convicts...
and that's not storybook stuff.
We got to start all over,
bottom of the ladder.
And l-
I'd like for us to start together.
Well, that is, if-
if you're fond enough of me.
I am fond of you, Steve.
I'm more than fond of you.
If there was five birds in a tree,
and St. Louis and I shot one of the birds...
how many of the birds
would be left in the tree?
None, because they'd all fly away.
Jean, you ain't been reading a book,
have you?
- No.
- Can't understand it.
- I'll wave you an answer tonight.
- Beat it, kid.
- Judy, that isn't the man you-
- Judy, tell 'im you're not at home.
- [Chattering]
- Fellas, Miss Fields.
- [Chattering]
- Fellas, Miss Fields.
Two minutes.
Well, darling, here I am.
Just three months too late, Frosby,
and never mind the "darling."
- But, Judy-
- I didn't come in here
because I wanted to see you.
I came in here because I wanted
to tell you what a dirty rat you are.
- You don't understand-
- I do understand now.
I thought your business
was a little shady...
but I didn't know
it was gonna land me in jail.
- Well, it's finished. I'm paying for it.
- What could I do?
What could you do?
You could have stayed and faced it out...
not run away like a coward
and leave me to take the rap.
Listen, Judy. I've got friends and influence,
and I've got some dough left.
- I can get you out, and oe can go aoay.
- We? We can't do anything.
I'm through oith you and all your kind.
Noo, listen.
There's a fine, clean kid inside,
and he's stuck on me.
And I'm crazy about him.
He gets outta here in a week.
He's gonna wait for me.
We're gonna start together
at the bottom of the ladder-
Steve and I.
- Steve.
- Yes, that's the name of the kid
that's waitin' in there for me.
He's waitin' in there now
for my answer.
Okay, Judy.
Time's up!
Genny, be sure this gets to him.
Don't forget.
[Chattering]
And Genesis, poor lamb.
[Crying]
Oh, Miss Massey. Miss Massey.
You is such a good woman.
- And I's such a bad woman.
- No, Genny.
If I'd only met you
when I was a little child...
I'd have been in my chariot...
on my way to glory.
- There, there.
- Oh, Genny.
You mustn't cry like that.
Everything's gonna be all right.
- [Chattering]
- Don't cry.
That's two chocolate bars
and an apple you owes me now.
- What's goin' on?
- Signal.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, from the women's quarters.
- Oh, is that how they do it?
- Sure. Didn't you know that?
With all the cans you've been in.
Yeah, but I never stayed in one
long enough to find those things out.
- What does it say?
- Wait a minute.
Message...
gate.
- [Bell Rings]
- Good day, boys.
Mrs. Massey, look at your shoes!
All dusty again. Imagine that.
Why, boys, every time I come through
that gate, you clean off my shoes.
- That's all right, Mrs. Massey. It's a pleasure.
- Not at all.
- Good-bye, boys.
- Good-bye.
- Good-bye. Did you get it?
- For Steve.
Ah, none of them bimbos
ever write me.
No sex appeal, my boy.
No sex appeal.
- Where's Steve?
- Why?
- I got a kite for him.
- I'll take it.
- You'll take it?
- I'm in on this.
Oh.
Hey, don't look over my shoulder
when I'm reading Steve's mail.
This is from a lady.
Hey, Steve.
Come here a minute, will ya?
- Congratulations, Steve.
- For what?
Well, you're e-
Uh, I got a little note here for you.
[Laughs]
I'm engaged.
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