You Only Live Once

My dear lady, each day,

for the last couple of months...

this policeman is a walking

right past my fruit stand.

Then, he's a turn around...

he's a take the apple and...

And, when I tell him to leave

my apples alone...

he's a telling me

"chase himself".

So, I think to myself

I will have him put in the jail...

for stealing the apple.

But...

this idea is no good, because all

the policemen have a union.

One cop is not going

to arrest another one.

Excuse me.

Public Defender's office.

Yes. Judge Calvin.

Miss Graham?

I'll tell him.

Thank you so much for the flowers,

they're lovely.

Just a minute.

Yes, I know.

Thanks.

Goodbye and thank you again.

Miss, I have come here to have your

boss to sue this cop...

for stealing my apples.

Yes, Mr. Whitney?

Can you spare a moment, Joan?

I beg your pardon,

I'll be right back.

When you've finished,

send it to the DA's office.

I don't believe it.

The Public Defender and

the District Attorney holding hands.

It isn't possible.

We were just discussing

the Foley girl.

Why don't you let her off?

I believe her story.

So Steve's been telling me.

I've decided not to prosecute.

You won't regret it. She was

just a victim of circumstances.

You're a better attorney than either

of us. Steve, I'll make a trade.

My secretary and dinner at Pierre's

for Joan. Is it a deal?

No, I'll stick with Stephen.

You put them in and he gets them out.

Much more interesting.

More interesting, maybe,

but not practical.

Is she still in love

with this fellow Taylor?

Strange, isn't it?

What does she see in him?

How should I know?

Sorry.

Well, so long.

And he is a cheap crook.

My offer stands.

Will you put that in writing?

You know something?

Your claim doesn't belong here

but in the court of small claims.

Small claims?

My dear lady, do you think that three

apples each day for one month is...?

Wait a minute,

I'll show you something.

Is 1095 apples a year.

For 5 years, is 5975 apples.

And 3 apples each day

for 10 years...

is 10,950 apples,

my dear lady.

Pardon me, old man.

I'll leave straight from court

and meet you up there.

Stephen.

I can't begin to tell you

how marvellous you've been.

Don't.

I'm going to miss you

these two weeks.

The new girl's rather pretty. I hope

I have my job when I get back.

If that's your only worry...

Wait a minute,

are you the Public Offender?

People have called me that.

You better be getting started.

It's a long drive.

See? Everyone is running around like

a head with his chicken cut off.

I am a citizen

and I pay my taxes.

If I don't get satisfaction

from somebody in this building...

is going to be one policeman

less in this united nation.

Nobody's going to...

Good morning.

Thanks, Pat.

I thought I was the only crazy one

in the family.

But you,

you're absolutely wacky.

I love being wacky.

Oh, go ahead.

Ruin your life, throw it away

on a worthless gorilla.

End up at my age with no future.

What do you think people will say?

That I'm crazy, that I'll be sorry

and other things that don't matter.

You'll find out

they do matter.

Come on, Bonnie, be a good sport,

wish us happiness.

I do, darling, but you haven't

a Chinaman's chance.

It's almost 12,

I have to hurry.

What about lunch?

Haven't time. It'd be awful

to keep Eddie waiting.

Awful, you're right,

it's awful.

You won't keep him waiting 10 minutes

and he kept you waiting 3 years.

You're leaving with a better chance

than most prisoners I release.

You have intelligence beyond

that of the average criminal.

Thanks, warden.

Directed on the right path, that

intelligence can re-establish you.

In the wrong, you'll be

right back here again.

I'm going to fool you this time.

I hope so.

Conditions have changes since

I last made this speech to you.

You've been my guest three times.

The first, for stealing an auto

for a joyride.

The next, for grand larceny.

This visit, which terminates

today...

due to the efforts of Mr. Whitney,

was for driving the getaway car...

for the toughest mob of bank bandits

in this country.

You're a three-time loser. A fourth

conviction, according to the law...

means a life sentence.

Don't worry, I'm checking out

of this hotel for keeps.

I've got a job for him,

he'll make good.

I will,

if they let me.

It's up to you.

Goodbye and good luck, Taylor.

Goodbye, warden.

Hello, general.

Bye, Bugsy.

The old cell won't seem like home

without you.

Here's your socks,

I washed them for you.

Thanks. keep them.

Thanks. Don't forget what I told you

about dames.

Lay off them,

tempt you like a fruit cake.

Remember to send me a picture

of that movie star.

You know the one.

With the big blue eyes. Boy,

is that dame my mashed potatoes!

So long.

So long.

I'll be seeing you.

Not if I can help it.

What's he in for?

Life.

Carved up an acrobat he found

hanging around his wife.

He's harmless. He's been here so long

he's like one of the warden's family.

I'll look you up

when I get out.

Don't do me any favours, Monk.

Lay off the high hat, Taylor.

You're still one of the boys.

Out.

Out. Scram.

Play ball.

Strike one.

Four. Take your base.

Mike.

Yes, father?

Call them, Mike.

Yes, father.

And call them honest.

I'm always honest.

Eddie.

You weren't leaving without saying

goodbye, were you? Hi, Mr. Whitney.

Hello.

Father Dolan, we need another ball!

It went over the wall!

You don't seem happy for a man

the gates are about to open for.

What do you want me to do?

Cheer?

There's many a man in here

that would.

I cheered the first time I got out.

They rammed it back down my throat.

They're not all like you

on the outside.

If they were, these places

would be haunted houses.

You're a grand fellow, one of

these days you'll find that out.

Thanks, father,

that's something.

Joan!

Eddie!

Joan, darling.

You're here, you're here.

Darling, sweet.

Sweetheart.

Shake it up, Taylor.

You want to get out, don't you?

Darling.

Eddie, let me get my breath.

I can't keep my hands off you.

You thought

I wouldn't be here.

I was afraid even

to ask Whitney.

My letters,

didn't you believe them?

I do now.

Are you cute!

Come on, let's get away

from here.

Thanks again, Stephen.

And you too, father.

You both know how I feel.

That goes for me too.

Most lawyers are just agents,

but you're not.

Thanks for lining up the job, too.

That's alright.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, and good luck.

Thanks.

It was a great thing you did,

getting him out for her.

You won't regret it.

There's a lot more good in Taylor

than most people think.

I hope you're right,

but I think she's made a mistake.

It's only natural you'd think that,

feeling the way you do about her.

Father, what is it

she feels for him?

Is it love? Pity?

I've a faint suspicion

it's more than pity.

What a nest

for a honeymoon.

How did you find it?

I spent 3 years

looking for it.

You know, Esther?

I've seen that fella's face somewhere

before. And I don't like it.

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