Young Man With A Horn Page #5

You and your fine frenzy.

This is my first and last warning.

You think you're falling

in love with me.

Well, don't.

Don't take any chances with me.

Only people who respect themselves

can ever love fully, freely.

I don't happen to respect myself.

You sound like something out of a book.

I only know what I feel.

You're lucky. I feel half a dozen things

at the same time.

Will you take me home?

What's the matter?

Isn't this fancy enough for you?

Please don't make me

say something dull.

I wouldn't try to make you do anything.

- Then take me home.

- But let's get this straight.

People either like you or they don't.

They don't act one way and

then change the next minute.

- They're rather dull, aren't they?

- Well, at least you know where you stand.

You know, I thought you were something

wonderful, Amy. Something fine and...

- Well, you're acting like a cheap...

- Oh, don't stop now, Richard.

You're just beginning to be interesting.

You'd better go home, Amy.

It's getting late.

Aren't you taking me?

Well, you like riding in cars so much,

take a taxi.

Thanks.

Call me sometime.

Call you what?

Come in.

Just about finished.

I hope you don't mind my barging in

like this.

- Hi, Jo.

- You moving?

Yeah.

I can't say that I blame you,

but I'm quite surprised.

I thought you were married to this place.

- Sit down, won't you?

- Thanks.

- It's been a long time, hasn't it?

- Well, I've been busy.

- I went out of town for a couple of days.

- You must be busy.

They've been worried about you

down at Galba's.

Gee, maybe I can get there tonight.

Boy, I've sure missed it.

- Oh, cigarette?

- No, thanks.

- I've been meaning...

- I know it's none of my business...

...but you've been seeing a lot of Amy,

haven't you?

I guess so. You see, Jo, l...

If I can make you believe I'm not here

because I'm hurt or jealous.

- Don't say that...

- Amy isn't a stage-door pickup.

I know her better than you do.

She's a strange girl, and you've never

known anyone like her before.

I can understand all that.

But inside, way inside,

she's all mixed-up.

She's wrong for you, Rick.

She'll hurt you.

Precisely what I told him myself.

But he wouldn't take no for an answer.

Jo, you didn't give me a chance to tell you,

but Amy and I were married yesterday.

Thanks for your good wishes.

I don't suppose you'll ever forget

what I've said, but please try.

Amy stopped going to her classes

in medical school...

... and they played all night

and slept all day.

But they never really

got to know each other.

Maybe they were afraid of that.

I don't know.

Oh, here's one that Art cut

about 10 years ago.

Did I have trouble finding it.

I hit Seattle once. There was

this secondhand store.

Not only had this one, but two more.

Boy, I grabbed them quick.

Wait till you hear what Art does.

He's got a break that'll knock you out.

You never heard such playing.

Oh, get a...

Amy.

- What's the idea of walking out on me?

- Nothing, it's late.

- Not for you.

- I'm afraid it will be from now on.

Hand me my robe, will you, Richard?

Have I done anything to upset you?

Whenever I make a decision you can't

understand, you always blame yourself.

This has nothing to do with you. It's me.

I was off the track for a while.

I'm back on again.

Hey, I don't get it.

I'm going back to school,

if they'll have me.

I wanna finish something I started

a long time ago.

So from now on, it's going to be

early to bed and early to rise.

- Hey, aren't you happy?

- Of course I'm happy.

The world, as it's presently constituted,

needs doctors.

Who cares? If you go to school all day, and I

work all night, we'll never see each other.

- It'll only be for a few months.

- Sure.

What do you wanna be a doctor for?

You don't like it, and we're married.

I want exactly what you want.

The only difference is, you have it.

You're not being at all understanding

or generous, Richard.

Not even friendly.

Maybe it's because I'm not your friend.

I'm your husband.

So you are.

I guess that does rather complicate it.

Rick, don't you see?

You've got music, but I...

I've simply got to amount to something.

I've got to stay with it this time.

I guess you do.

You better take that record off, Richard.

Amy.

Going somewhere?

I wanted to talk to you

before you got out.

It's been a long time.

Can't, Richard, I'm 12 minutes late now.

Besides, talk is vastly overrated.

- It's action that counts.

- I know it is.

And don't think I haven't wanted

to crack you on the jaw before this.

I don't know why I haven't done it.

- Probably because I'm still in love with you.

- That's very sweet.

But that sort of conflict can lead

straight to an ulcer.

My prescription for you

is a double Bromo Seltzer.

- I am late.

- I've gotta talk to you, Amy.

- We've gotta get things straight.

- Don't be silly, this is no time.

I can't stand it any longer, Amy.

All right, look...

...l'll come home tonight as soon as I can.

Let's have supper together, talk this

thing out, find out where we stand.

Very well, Richard.

- You got changed pretty quick.

- I'm in a hurry.

A bunch of the guys are going

to Galba's tonight.

- Not tonight.

- You haven't been there for months.

- I know, but...

- Art keeps asking about you.

- How is he?

- Not so good.

He's liable to lose the spot.

Well, I can't make it tonight, Smoke.

I told you.

Good morning, Mr. Martin.

Hi there, Mr. Martin.

Kind of early, even for you, ain't it?

- Who asked you?

- Yes, sir.

- The usual?

- Yeah.

Hello, Rick.

Hi.

- What will it be, Mac?

- Oh, a glass of milk, please.

It's been a long time.

Yeah.

- I've been busy.

- Sure.

Listen, I didn't sign a contract

with Galba's.

Of course not.

A man's gotta live his own life.

He's gotta live it his way.

You gotta take the breaks

the way they come.

That's right.

Yeah. I know what you think.

All right, we've been friends.

You did a lot for me.

I tried to pay you back, but...

If you're through, you're through. I can't

do anything. I can't hold you up forever.

I know.

A trumpet man, he plays

his little tune, and...

...then he's done.

I didn't come here to ask for anything.

But people talk.

I heard you had the misery.

And I thought maybe I could help you.

I don't need any help.

What am I, a kid that can't wipe his nose?

Everybody has to stick

his two cents worth into my life?

Telling me what to do, how to do it

and how to live. I'm sick and tired of it!

You're right.

People get old, they see things

wrong mostly.

A man's got to live his own life...

...just like you said.

I'd have felt the same way about it

when I was your age.

Everything's gonna turn out all right.

Don't let anybody worry you.

Just...

...take care of yourself.

What do you know,

somebody got hit.

Somebody got hit.

Let's have some service.

- Tough about Art Hazzard, huh?

- Yeah, I saw him this morning.

Think he's got much of a chance?

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