I Walk Alone (1947) Movie Script

Frankie... here!
Just like Christmas.
I got you a room at the Hay Vine.
Not good, not bad. A room.
You look great.
I wish I felt eighteen percent as good.
Bars, Dave... I guess I'll
never get away from them.
Come on, Frankie.
Let's grab a cab to the hotel.
- Let's drive up Broadway first.
- Sure.
Fourteen years, and it's still the same.
It only looks the same, Frankie.
It had better be the same.
Like I said. Not good, not bad. A room.
Who's that?
Come in.
Put it on the table.
I told them to bring it
up when you got here.
Thank you.
I figured maybe you hadn't eaten.
Oh, I got you socks and
shirts and underwear.
To drawer here
- Fine, Dave.
Bought you a new suit.
I went to De Vinni's like you said.
They'll send a man
over for the alterations.
A bit unusual, they said.
But they'll do it.
He'll be here as soon as he can.
I know how to wait.
You sure picked a good tailor.
Alex in the next cell told me about him.
- Alex used to be a top tailor himself.
- Oh.
Until he stabbed his partner.
He went and bought
a knife to do it with.
He didn't want to dirty his own shears.
His partner crossed him, Dave.
How's Dink these days?
Alright... busy.
Look Frankie, I got to get back.
Books to go over.
- I'll see you later.
- What's the trouble?
- Huh?
- You're scared, kid.
- Me? No...
- I can smell it.
I spent fourteen years where
everybody was scared. What is it?
Nothing Frankie, I tell you.
Is it Dink? Has he got his teeth in you?
The Regent Club.
Noll Turner and his famous
major-domo, Maurice.
Noll with a dame so rich...
What's he trying to do?
Crash society right at the top?
My pal, Dink.
He sent me a carton of cigarettes once
a month. Never a visit or even a letter.
I was 63 minutes away by the new
pathway, and he never drove it once.
I see you go to pieces,
little by little, each visit day.
- Is it Dink? What's he doing to you?
- Frankie...
Cut it out, Frankie. Let me off...
You are two years older than
me and I've been in jail.
And you look ten years older than me.
In the drawer with the
Gideon bible there's some money.
- Hello, Dave.
- Dan.
Dave is on his way in.
You look worried.
A profound remark.
Afraid for your five
percent of the region?
Come in.
I met him at the railroad
station, Noll. Like you said.
What was the first thing he did?
Drive up Broadway?
What's his attitude towards me?
- He...
- Yeah?
He wanted to know if you
had your teeth in me.
What's he want?
- He didn't say.
- Think carefully.
If I know what he wants.
I'll know he'll act.
And I can counteract.
He didn't let on.
That will be all, Dave.
Oh, Dave.
When he asked if I had my teeth in you.
What did you say?
I said it was the books that
were getting me down.
That's all.
I told you to go up there.
- I told you I didn't have time.
- No time?
No time?
You had a couple of year's time
to play with Kay Lawrence.
And plenty of time to go riding
with Mrs Richardson every day.
I know what you want.
A ring of steel around
your five percent.
That's why I can always handle you.
A thinking machine, huh?
So cool and mechanical.
- The famous ice-water in the Turner man.
- Iced Champagne.
When I find out just what
Frankie has on his mind...
I'll be able to handle him, too.
Sometimes you talk...
Frankie is my boy.
For the three years we were together,
I could get him to do anything I wanted.
I've heard of people who
change in fourteen years.
- Maurice, the Regent Club took building.
- What's that got to do...?
And it was built on one thing.
My personality.
That same personality charmed
Frankie then, and it will do it now.
I can handle him.
I've heard of people who
change in fourteen years.
Don't keep saying that.
Sure, I know people can
change in fourteen years.
Come in.
A package, Mr Turner.
To be delivered to you personally.
Brunswick Lager.
Thanks, Dan.
Brunswick Lager? Never heard of it.
- Must be a new brand.
- That was before your time, Maurice.
- Our old prohibition brew.
- Our?
Frankie's and mine.
- He sent it?
- Uhuh.
- Why? What does it mean?
- I don't know.
But a lot of men died because
of that beer, Maurice.
Hello, Frankie.
Well, at least you're out in the open.
Better than hiding behind a steel
door and looking through a peephole.
I recognize the eye.
Where is Dink?
Mossy and George work
here too. In the kitchen.
And Ben at the bar.
Things got awfully tough, Frankie.
Noll took care of us.
Noll's been awfully good to us.
You're telling me you've picked
the team you want to play with, huh?
We're grateful to Noll.
It's good to see you, Frankie.
- Yes, Maurice?
- "Dan says he's outside, Noll."
Show him into my office.
He'll come in hot. We'll let him cool.
"Is that smart?"
"I'm sorry, Noll."
So you're the famous Kay Lawrence?
You take so well to coaching.
I must be famous if you've heard of me.
- Mr Madison.
- Yeah?
This way, please.
Hello Ben. Dan said you were here.
You've put on a little
weight, haven't you.
- Madison?
- Frankie Madison.
He was before your time, Kay.
- Fix me something will you, Ben.
- What will it be?
Oh, anything that comes to your mind.
All the songs sound
alike these days, Ben.
He's tied up.
- He'll be with you as soon as he can.
- So?
Make yourself at home.
I don't like people watching me.
Yes, sir.
- Noll.
- Well, hello kitten.
Why, you look beautiful.
You can do better than that.
I've business in there. Your lipstick
on my mouth would hardly do, Kay.
I forgot. Kittens can scratch.
- You've forgotten lots.
- You may be right.
Oh... excuse me, Kay.
How'd he react to the picture?
- I forgot to wait and see.
- Relax, will you.
Yes, certainly.
But what are you going to do?
Soften him. Keep softening
until I find out what he's after.
I'll buzz when I want to break this up.
- Yes, sir.
- Relax, will you.
Yes, Noll.
Don't move, Dink.
I just want to get a good look at you.
It's been a long time.
How do I look, Frankie?
- Not so good, Dink.
- You look tops.
- You are pale.
- Really?
That's what you get for being cooped
up in a nightclub all the time.
Now, take me.
I got the sun every day.
I had to hurry to get a spot in
the right corner of the yard.
But I got the sun every day.
And I bet you're smoking too much.
You know, I got along
on a carton a month.
From the hours you keep,
no wonder you look pale.
I never got to bed later than ten.
You can't go on living this way, Dink.
I'll have to see to that.
A good picture of us.
I had the same picture up there.
After a while, I threw it away.
- I should have written you.
- Granted.
- And I should have come up to see you?
- That's right.
It would have done more harm than good.
You come in the club now Frankie
and you'll see activity and people.
When I first opened...
I had nights I didn't have 5 people in
the club. And four of them on the cuff.
Too bad.
Look, Frankie.
Building the club has
been long and hard.
If I came to see you, some shutter-happy
photographer would have taken picture.
They took a picture of me.
Front face and profile.
All it would take would be one picture.
Noll Turner, of the famous
Regent Club, visits murderer.
The next night we'd be back
to five people in the club.
And four of them on a cuff.
I don't know, Frankie.
I made Dave visit
you every visiting day.
I made him tell me how you were.
How you looked.
Everything about you.
What good would it have done?
If the club closed, who could
you have come to for help?
I didn't forget and I've
taken care of the boys.
Dan at the door outside,
and Mossy and Harry.
Perhaps I did wrong, but if I were
doing it again, I'd do it the same way.
- What about Dave?
- What about him?
Brunswick Lager. You and me and Dave.
It was the three of us then. Why don't
Dave have a piece of this place?
I offered it to him, time and again.
- He'd never take it.
- I don't believe you.
I don't blame you.
"Yes, sir?"
- Send Dave in.
Mr Turner wants to see you.
Ask him.
Dink says he offered you a
piece of the club. Did he?
- Yes. Lots of times.
- What did you say?
- I turned it down.
- Why?
Oh, Frankie. Headaches
and worries are not for me.
I found out a time ago that I'm my own
boss as long as someone else is my boss.
Dave, you're the one I trust.
I guess the only one.
Are you leveling with me, Dave?
Yeah, Frankie.
Thank you, Dave.
Frankie, those years we had together,
they were rough and tough.
But they were the best years of my life.
I'm not going to lose them again.
While you were gone,
I did a lot of thinking too.
I've had plans for a long time.
Plans for you.
I'm sorry there has
been a misunderstanding.
I know just what I'm going to do...
I left word I wasn't to be disturbed.
By anyone.
But the table captains...?
I know. I know.
I'll be with you as soon as I can, kid.
We've got a lot to talk about.
Don't make it too long, Dink.
Why not have Dave show
you around the club?
- You'll find him at the bar.
- I'll do that.
- Dink?
- Put that beer away some place.
He's smart Maurice, but he's
sentimental. Always was.
His feelings for Dave... touching.
Get Kay in here.
She's a good listener. Nothing like
a good listener to make a man talk.
When a man talks, particularly a
sentimental man, he's bound to soften.
- Get Kay.
- Alright, now.
Mrs Richardson is in the bar.
Look, will you make some excuse for me.
Say I'll be with her as soon as I can.
- Give her some of that Cognac she likes.
- I've already taken care of her thirst.
The bar is a little bit bigger than
the Four Kings, eh Dave?
Yeah. Three times as big. Five
times the inventory by volume.
That tie looks so uneven.
Kay. Noll wants you.
- Yes?
- Now.
Now he can wait.
- Your hands are shaking.
- There.
Your hands are still shaking.
You're right.
If you want to see him so bad,
why don't you go to him?
I was staring, wasn't I?
Yes, you were.
Dave... alert on Mr Shapman.
Routine, Frankie.
Want to see how I check?
Numbers drown me, kid.
That's your department.
It won't take long.
A light, please.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
I'm Mrs Alexis Richardson.
You say that like it was
spelt in capital letters.
- Sit down.
- Are you telling me, or asking me?
You know, you're quite
an attractive man.
Keep going.
- How far do you want me to go?
- I'm at the plate.
You're doing the pitching.
I'm planning to redecorate the place.
It makes the club seem more intimate.
Actually, it will accommodate
another twenty-five percent.
Maurice at his station.
Mrs Richardson.
Why, she's a fixture in your new place.
How would you like to go to
the Cape this weekend, Kay?
Let's visit the Ross's.
- Oh, you don't really mean it, do you?
- We haven't done that in a long time.
No, we haven't.
We can go out on their boat
and just lazy around the sound.
- What is it, kid?
- Nothing.
I need your help. There's someone
I want you to have dinner with.
I'm paid to sing.
I wouldn't ask you except that
Frankie Madison and I were friends.
He's had a tough break. He's been
away... and I want to help him.
But you don't ask a real friend how
you can help him. You help him.
But first, I've got to find
out what he wants.
And I thought the two of you,
alone in a private dining room.
- With the trio playing soft and sweet.
- Yeah.
- Candle light and good Champagne.
- Uhuh.
Did she work?
It worked fine on me.
I guess all men are.
Give a man a girl, a steak,
Champagne and he's apt to open up.
And you think that if he opens
up you'll be able to help him?
Sure, that's why men
take women to dinner.
So they'll have someone
to talk about themselves to.
How about it?
Somehow, I believe you... I'll do it.
- I'd better dress for the occasion.
- Good.
There is something I've
got to see for myself.
I can't believe you really have one.
- One what?
- One friend.
"If you could come out
here at once? It's trouble."
I'll be right out.
See, it's nice of you to help out, kid.
Really, it means a lot to me.
Does this friend of yours come
along for the boat-ride, too?
I'm supposed to answer that?
- You'd better.
- The answer is no.
- Just why did you sit down here?
- You asked me to. Remember? Why?
You looked like a man who might have
a few interesting sentences to say.
- Let's face it. You said them. Goodnight.
- Sorry. I like it here.
Even you must know by now,
you're in the wrong place.
I could say the same.
The girls I knew, and some of them
were plenty rough. Even they never...
- What's the trouble, darling?
- Get this man out of your club, Noll.
She likes to play, but she wants
to be in bat the whole game.
Get this man out of here.
He heard the first time.
I'm sorry this happened. I apologize.
There is only one apology I want.
Throw him out.
How about it, Dink?
Do you throw me out?
Please, Lex.
I'll explain later, but I can't now.
It's very complicated.
You are hurting me.
And you love it.
Meet me in my office in a few minutes.
Come on, Frankie.
Sure, Dink.
That dame needed cutting down, Dink.
- Could be.
- What did you whisper to her?
I was being diplomatic.
Dave takes care of the books.
You take care of the diplomacy.
- What's my department, Dink?
- That's what I wanted to tell you.
Right now, it's the eating department.
I've taken a liberty, Frankie.
I've ordered your dinner... with a girl.
The dinner, okay... but I
do my own whistling.
You'll have to do better than
whistle for Kay Lawrence.
What did you tell her about me?
I told her that you were my best friend.
Kay. Miss Lawrence.
This is Frankie Madison.
It's your welcome-home dinner.
I thought you'd like it.
Maurice will take care of you now.
Oh Dink... I'm expecting a guy.
- Let me know when he comes.
- Certainly, Frankie. Who is it?
Nick Palestro.
- Nick?
- Remember him?
- Yeah.
- I thought you would.
I'll leave word with Dan.
You didn't tell him we'd
bumped into each other outside?
- No, I didn't see any reason.
- Neither did I.
Your hands have stopped shaking.
Are you in love with him?
I don't know.
Dink is an easy guy to love.
And an easy guy to...
To what?
Skip it.
I'll bet...
What did Mr Turner order?
Steak and mushrooms, lettuce and tomato
salad... and some chocolate ice-cream?
- Yes, sir. Precisely.
- I thought so.
Sure. That's what I always did like.
But this time I figured... well,
something kinda special.
Those things... with
fire underneath them.
And sauces with names
I never could get right.
We'll have some of
Henri's "duck l'orange"
And some broccoli hollandaise and
some cherries jubilee to end with.
- And a Caesar salad to begin with?
- Oh, that's fine, Felix.
I will talk to Henri. He can always
think up something apropos.
The duck will take a little time.
Oh, that was fun, Frankie.
That's a good trio, huh?
Funny. All the new songs sound alike.
For a song to stick, you've got to be
with a girl while the music is playing.
Yeah, the old songs really stink.
Which old song would you like?
Well, I can remember them playing...
"Isn't It Romantic?"
Jimmy. See what you can
do with "Isn't It Romantic?"
You're not eating.
The song. I was listening.
Was she nice?
Awful nice.
I don't think I could
like you less, Noll.
I know just what you mean, Lex.
That's why you kissed me.
No Fire Island tomorrow. I do hate you.
We go to Fire Island. No arguments.
I've already arranged
for the house-guests.
Whatever you say, darling.
You're so utterly no good,
I should marry you.
Duck l'orange.
How do you like that?
Would Monsieur care for a bottle
of Champagne? The imported?
Why not? It's on the house.
Will you allow me to select the vintage?
Thank you.
What's the matter, kid?
Got the blues?
Oh, nothing important.
After all, I'm supposed to be
helping you with your troubles.
- Not bothering you with mine.
- What do you mean, "my troubles"?
- What did he tell you about me?
- Noll?
Only that you're a friend he
wanted me to be nice to.
How about you?
Are you going to be nice to me?
Nice, in a nice way,
The imported. 1933.
- A good year.
- For you, maybe.
For Champagne.
- There is something the matter.
- Forget it.
Do you go for that stuff?
- Why, yes.
- What do you see in it?
Oh, lots of things.
The hole in the bottom of the bottle.
The French handwriting on the label.
Wrapping the cloth around, fighting
the cork. The pop when it comes out.
It's what a woman likes.
It's a build-up.
It's a compliment, like flowers.
What about the taste?
The taste isn't much.
After the build-up, the let down.
Something is eating you.
Let's talk about something else.
Alright... what do you
want to talk about?
- You.
- What?
I've never been with a man who didn't
talk about himself and end up thinking.
He knew all about me.
What do you want to know about me?
Oh, the usual.
Who you are. What you do.
Where you live. What you've been doing.
At the moment, I don't do anything.
Where I've been wouldn't interest you.
- Why not?
- It was dull.
- Whatever it was, I wish you'd tell me.
- Why?
Because I'm interested.
Skip it.
Alright, Frankie.
Let's dance instead.
I haven't danced since...
A long time ago.
This is the first time I've ever
asked a man to dance with me.
Remember, I warned you.
Do you know "Heart And Soul", boys?
I know. You warned me.
Were there any USO shows
where you were stationed?
Where do you think I've been?
Overseas of course. With the marines?
If you didn't want to talk about it...
Wait a minute. You made
a mistake... or did you?
Are you saying you don't know?
- I don't know.
- Then I'll tell you.
Marines, huh?
I'm a jailhouse marine.
I've been fourteen years in prison.
Not just in prison.
But fourteen years in prison.
1933 was a good year the guy said. Yeah.
It was the year I went up the
river, fourteen years ago.
Frankie, I'm terribly sorry.
Don't be sorry for me.
Do I sound like I'm sorry
for myself? I'm not!
People who walk into a
wall with their eyes open.
They've got no right to be
sorry for themselves.
Thank you for telling me.
I've been wanting just once to
meet a man who told me the truth.
Sorry, I...
I wanted to do that for a long time.
Then it's worth an encore.
If you forgive me, this is not the kind
of man to be handled with diplomacy.
You and your knowledge of people.
You're a menu card who remembers
500 names and the wines they take.
Alright, be angry at
me if you feel better.
Still, I'd like to know
what you intend to do.
He'll have to make the first
move, and when he does...
Yes, Dan?
"Nick Palestro. He's asking
for Frankie Madison."
Tell him to wait.
I'd like to give Kay a little more time.
That's why it took a hard guy
somewhere in the setup to operate.
Somebody the mobs couldn't shove around.
The hard guy? That was you?
I was brought up in a
tough neighborhood.
- How did you...?
- How did I get jammed up?
- Hmm.
- They hijacked me.
I was riding a truck from Canada, when
Capella's boys tried to knock me over.
Here, let me show you.
Now, this is the border between
Canada and New York State.
I used to be able to draw a
map of every little road across.
And the littler the road, the better.
But this was the road we used most.
It was potato country.
There were a lot of trucks on
the road hauling potatoes.
But we were hauling rye.
I guess we're in the clear now.
In this racket,
you're never in the clear.
- Want me to take the wheel for a while?
- Later.
What's that?
What do we do now?
Hang on.
Hey crackpot, step on it.
We're in the clear now.
Yeah. After waking up every
Cop this side of the border.
- We'd better split up.
- Why?
It gives us twice the chance. One's sure
to get clear. Then he helps the other.
Get ready to hop off.
I'll stick with the load.
Frankie, if they get me
I want Hayes for a lawyer.
Keep the Four Kings going until I get
out. I'll have a place to come.
I'll do the same thing for you.
Everything will be fifty-fifty, Frankie.
- Everything will be fifty-fifty, Dink.
- Right.
The rest is cut and dried.
Noll got away. I didn't.
I took the rap and here I am.
We shook hands on it.
So you see, everything
is fifty-fifty. We're partners.
Yes, I see alright.
Maybe you'll be working for me
from now on. Take an order.
Breakfast with the boss
after the late show.
Frankie, we've had fun.
- Let's let it go at that.
- Why?
I've been singing around
this town for six years.
In that time I've learned more
than how to put a song over.
- Yeah.
- I've been around.
I've learned to play every
kind of angle there is except...
Maybe the right angle.
Don't worry about me, Kay.
I just got out of prison... not college.
There is a man waiting to see you,
Mr Madison, in the bar. - Thanks.
- Kay, I...
- You go ahead, Frankie.
I've got to change for the
after-theater show anyhow.
I've been waiting.
- Long?
- Yeah.
They didn't tell me until just now.
Well, I don't like waiting here.
I'm a Third Avenue boy.
I like my Third Avenue spots.
I hear you been doing
alright since you got out.
- Making out.
- Good.
Well, not to rush you, Frankie. But I
got to get back to my used-car lot.
- At night?
- Uhuh.
What do you have in mind?
I want some information.
Maybe a little help later on.
My pleasure.
Why didn't you say he'd been in prison?
I wanted to see if he'd say himself. If
he did, I knew he'd tell you everything.
What's going on in that mind of yours?
I told you. I want to help Frankie.
- That sounds good.
- Frankie is my friend.
You don't believe me?
But Frankie does. Fifty-fifty on
everything. That's what you told him.
You made a bargain.
Why don't you live up to it?
I don't think I ever quite realized.
You are like Frankie.
You are sentimental.
Perhaps I've sung too many torch songs.
So Frankie expects it to
be fifty-fifty does he?
That's what the man said.
You found out what I
had to know. Thanks.
You see anybody there
that looks like Frankie?
You never will.
Nice talk you toss at me, Dink.
Have a drink, Frankie. Some Champagne.
Dinner with a girl.
But not one word about
what I'm listening for.
The oldest trick in the world.
You want to pump a guy, use a woman.
- And I grab.
- Alright, Frankie.
I was trying to pump you.
Noll asked me to have dinner with you
because he said he wanted to help you.
To help himself.
I know how he'd like to help me.
And you are in on it.
Well... what kind of news did
your pigeon bring back?
Look, Frankie. We have some business.
Let's settle it like businessmen.
- Yes, Noll?
- "Dave, bring in the Madison file."
- We had an understanding, you and I.
- Sure we had an understanding.
We shook hands on it.
Come in.
Let me have the file.
This is a photostat, Frankie.
The dissolution of partnership.
The Four Kings club.
That was the agreement.
Fifty-fifty on The Four Kings.
And nothing else.
This looks like one of those papers
you brought me to sign, Dave.
Yes, Frankie.
You told me it was rigmarole. It meant
nothing. I didn't have to read them.
What did you tell me?
Don't blame Dave, Frankie. After repeal,
The Four Kings started losing money.
We had to sell. You were away.
You wouldn't understand conditions.
So what?
I didn't just padlock
The Four Kings and move up here.
There were some tough years in between.
I should have sent you cigarettes.
Alright, I'll get to the point.
There was some money left when I closed
up The Four Kings. Half of it was yours.
Dave, how much does
Frankie have coming to him?
With interest added at
six percent: $2,912.
Are you trying to tell me I don't
own any part of this place?
How can you collect on a race,
when you don't hold a ticket?
For good measure... $3,000.
Here is your half of
The Four Kings, Frankie.
- Marked "paid in full".
- That's right.
By my figuring, wrong.
Why, there's no mistake.
Dave's a good accountant.
Dave's a good accountant alright. But
there's one figure he forgot to add in.
- What's that?
- The fourteen years.
You left out the
fourteen years I gave you.
Fourteen years to be out in the
sunshine. Eat good, sleep good.
What is six percent of that?
What a fall-guy I am.
Three of a kind.
Is there anything more, Noll?
No, Dave.
- Is your mouth cut inside?
- I don't think so.
You can only ask yourself.
Just how low do you think I am?
You used me on Frankie like...
Like you use a bar-girl to
make a man buy drinks.
A stool pigeon he said.
Well, he was right.
Kay. It's about time for you to
go on. You'd better change.
Is it time? Or is it because
you pushed the buzzer?
You don't have to buzz
go get rid of me, darling.
Just say the word.
I'm going to need you
sooner than I figured, Nick.
I want five or six good boys.
Get them over to my hotel as
soon as you can... got that?
"Don't call it love."
"If it's just a flame."
"A kiss."
"A sigh."
"A farewell."
"Don't call it love."
"As it's not the same."
"That's strong enough to start."
"An earthquake in your heart."
"Don't make a fool out of someone."
"Who cares."
"Don't let this be one of
those impromptu affairs."
"If you don't feel what
I'm conscious of."
"Don't call it love."
"Don't call it love."
"If it's just a flame."
"A kiss... a sigh."
"And farewell."
"Don't call it love."
"It's not the same..."
Charles. No lunch, Sunday. Sorry.
- Why not?
- I'm getting married.
What about that girl who sings?
Every man has a girl who sings
at some place in his life.
I can handle it.
"Don't let this be one of
those impromptu affairs."
"If you don't feel what
I'm conscious of."
"Don't call this love."
"Call... this... love..."
Is there anything special
you'd care to hear?
- Sutton Place.
- Yes. Sutton Place.
- Diamond In The Rough.
- I lost my man.
- Piccadilly.
- The Diamond In The Rough.
I Lost My Man.
I'm sorry, but I don't think
I know the words to that.
You ought to learn them.
Perhaps I'd better start right now.
Don, no encore.
Oui, Monsieur.
- That's French?
- Yes.
Thanks. Okay then, Noll. Merci bien.
I'm a little too busy
tonight for jokes, Kitten.
If something is eating you, say it.
I'd like to... privately.
Mrs Richardson just asked me to
learn the words to "I Lost My Man".
She wants me to marry her, Kay.
- Are you going to?
- Yes.
I don't love her... I love you.
You love me... but you're marrying her?
Forgive me if I don't understand.
There's a lot of things you
have to do for business, Kay.
She puts the club in the upper bracket.
Not with money, but with her blue
book and that's real security.
It doesn't have to change
anything with you and me.
What did you say?
I said it doesn't have to change
anything with you and me.
It's changed already, everything has.
From the minute you spoke those words.
Oh, let's act grown-up about this, Kay.
- We make sense together.
- Do we?
Now that I think of it, we've
never made sense together.
In four years, I've watched you grow
more and more in love with the club.
It used to frighten me.
Now it just makes me sick.
That love is worry,
manipulation and care.
That's what made this club a success.
- A big business.
- A big business.
It's a place people come because
they don't want to go to bed.
A place where women come
to show off their new bracelets.
Where cheats try to forget
over a Scotch and soda.
That's exactly like
you are, Noll. Exactly!
- Anything else?
- Yes, I'm quitting.
But just for the book.
You're firing me.
Because I want that week's pay.
You're in Frankie's league now.
I couldn't ask for better company.
Dave told me where you were staying.
They don't care who
they let in around here.
- You can tell Noll that...
- Noll didn't send me.
Then what are you doing here?
Frankie, let's not fight.
Please, I'm too tired for that.
I just wanted to explain.
Noll asked me to have dinner with you.
He wanted me to get you to talk about
yourself. He said he wants to help you.
I should have realized the only thing
Noll ever built up was the Regent Club.
Everything else, he tears apart.
I'm sorry I was a party to it, Frankie.
I only know how I feel.
I only know I had to come
to see you to explain.
I could use one of your handkerchiefs.
- One thing.
- What?
Noll is going to marry Mrs Richardson.
I thought he would.
I thought he would, too.
I'm glad.
It... it might take me a little time
to get him out of my system.
One gets kinda used to someone.
- Where's the rest of them?
- That's all there is, Frankie.
- I said five or six boys.
- We're at short notice.
What's happened to the old mob?
The old mob is busted up, Frankie.
They're dead or they're gone.
Or already in the big dough.
All but Heinz.
Not so easy to find a guy
that needs a buck nowadays.
What's your name?
Wait a minute, Frankie.
He's a kid.
A smart idea, Frankie.
Working from the inside.
The boy here. Skinner.
- Heinz.
- Hi.
Tiger Rose.
Did Nick explain the caper?
- It won't be easy.
- No kidding.
Muscling in on a joint like that.
It will be like taking
Grand Central station.
Wait a minute. Who said
anything about muscling in?
Barclay said he was.
He said? I could say I'm the mayor.
If everything clicks,
you'll get your cut.
As long as I get my cut,
why should I noodle?
For a buck, you'd double-cross
your own mother.
Why not? She'd do the same to me.
You and the boys go over to the
club now. Look over the layout.
- I'll say what to do when I get there.
- You don't have to tell me what to do.
And I'll tell him.
I'll come just before it closes
when the joint is thinned out.
Come on, boys.
You'd better give him the pitch.
Hands off.
You bet it would be.
Come on, Tiger. Round two coming up.
Like I said, Frankie. Nobody's hungry.
- Thanks.
- I'll see you.
My pleasure.
What do you want me to say, Frankie?
I don't know.
I don't want any part of it.
It's Noll you're worried about. You said
you hadn't got him out of your system.
It's you I'm worried about.
Once you use that gun, you'll have a
gun in your hand the rest of your life.
That's not for me.
I like you too much, Frankie.
- Hello, Frankie.
- Dan.
Right. Okay Dan, get Ben
and Mossy to stand by.
Dave, come in and bring
the books. The "A" set.
"Yes, Noll."
This carrion, lounging
at the Regent bar.
What are you thinking of?
- I say get rid of them. Call the Police.
- You would.
And get rid of nothing. It's got
to be settled, once and for all.
What a layout.
Nick Palestro you know.
The rest of my boys you don't.
But you know what they are.
- You gentlemen care for a drink?
- Yes. Swell.
- Maurice, you do the honors.
- Stay where you are, mouse-face.
You shuffled the cards,
but now it's my deal.
There is only one way to handle you.
- Kill me?
- If I have to, yeah.
A guy's got to fight for what's his.
Right here, Dave.
Hello, Frankie.
Hello, Dave.
- Get him out of here.
- He knows all my business. He stays.
You and your boys.
This isn't The Four Kings. No hiding out
behind a steel door and a peephole.
This is big business.
We deal with banks, lawyers
and a Dunn and Bradstreet brief.
The world's gone
right past you, Frankie.
In the 20's you were great.
In the 30's you might have made
the switch, but today you're finished.
As dead as the headlines
the day you went into prison.
- Nick.
- Yeah?
- Heinz?
- Yeah.
Yeah... it's what I'm
getting my fee for.
Dink, you've got one minute.
- One minute for what?
- You know what.
To cut me in for what I own.
The half that belongs to me.
- Now listen, Frankie.
- Thirty seconds, Dink.
But I couldn't tell you it's
half yours if I wanted to.
Eighteen seconds.
If I did, I'd be lying.
I can tell to the second, Dink.
It comes from lying on a cot counting,
and waiting for something to happen.
Eleven seconds.
But there is nothing you can take over.
Well if that's what you want,
it's alright with me.
You see, Nick? He had to be
smoked out. Now, hand it over.
Well, it's not that simple, Frankie.
Ask Dave. That's why I had him in here.
Alright. Start talking.
Well, the Regent Club, Frankie,
is controlled by three corporations.
Regent Incorporated.
Regent Enterprises... Regent Associates.
I don't care what kind
of Regent you call it.
What is Dink in?
Well, it's not that easy
to explain, Frankie.
For instance.
The fixtures and furniture.
That's the property
of Regent Incorporated.
The equipment on the other hand,
belongs to Regent Enterprises.
And Regent Associates.
I'll diagram it for you.
Regent Associates...
Stop trying to dizzy me up.
Here... now.
I want simple answers, Dave.
No diagrams.
Dink's got the full say
around here. Right?
- Yes.
- Okay, then.
Except that it's revocable by a vote of
the directors of Regent Associates.
Stop the double-talk.
I'm sorry, Frankie.
Just what does Dink own?
In which corporation?
Take them one by one.
Regent Associates... is a
sort of holding company.
- A desk.
- A desk?
Yes. It owns fifty-one percent
of Regent Enterprises.
And is that a desk?
No, that's a corporation.
Which provided you with a good
dinner, music and Champagne tonight.
And the company, too?
Oh no. Kay is paid by I.N.C.
Regent Enterprises is a service company.
It owns such assets as
silverware, linen, glass and...
Now we're getting somewhere.
This is the McCoy. Stuff that counts.
The silver, the liquor and the cellar.
- What's the matter now?
- The liquor.
That's Regent Incorporated.
- Right back where you started from.
- Shut up!
- Brother, they've got you swimming in it.
- Yeah?
Associate. That's a desk?
Enterprise is a service company.
That leaves Regent Incorporated
and that must be the big one.
- How much does Dink own in that?
- Seventeen percent.
You say a guy with seventeen percent
can hire and fire waiters and musicians?
What are you handing me?
Waiters and musicians.
That's... Regent Enterprises.
Absolutely swimming in it.
I'm through swimming.
I know what I want.
Write down on paper what gives
me half of everything you own.
You can transfer half the stock to me.
- No.
- Why not?
According to article six in
the articles of incorporation.
Filed with the Secretary
of State in Albany.
No stock can be transferred without
the consent of the board of directors.
And in the byelaws.
Yes. And in the byelaws passed
in the first corporate meeting.
Provided the manager holds at least 16
and two thirds percent of the company.
Half of Noll's seventeen percent would
only give you eight and a half percent.
Not enough.
You did this to me, Dave... you!
It's the usual set up for clubs
like the Regent Club, Frankie.
You cooked this up.
You put together all this
paper I can't swim through.
Okay... we move in.
We take over right now.
You heard what I said.
I'm giving the orders around here!
I'm afraid there is
no boss here, Frankie.
Not you. Not Noll.
I told you, Frankie. The old days
are gone, and you're gone with them.
I'm sorry about all this, Mr Turner.
That's alright.
Drop in sometime,
and I'll buy you a drink.
Yeah. Swell.
And Nick said you were better than me.
Come on, Tiger.
End of the round.
I don't get what happened.
It won't be the first punch
you didn't see coming.
It's like my used-car lot, Frankie.
I've got a piece of it.
My wife's got a piece of it.
My brother-in-law has never worked a day
in his life. He has a piece of it, too.
- It's on account of the taxes, Frankie.
- Get out of here.
You did this to me, Dave. Yeah, you.
When I asked you to my hotel room,
you were afraid I was right.
You were afraid!
You weren't scared of Dink,
you were scared of me.
You know what you've done, cheating me.
One cross after another.
Dave, I'm going to kill you,
so help me I'll rip you apart.
Thanks, Dan.
Frisk him.
No gun.
Frankie, don't you think you've
caused enough trouble around here?
I've got him mugged, Mr Turner.
He can't talk.
There is only one way to treat you.
I'm going to have some
sense beaten into you.
And I hope that works. Because if it
doesn't and you come around here again.
I'll have you beaten up and thrown
out again and again until you crawl.
Alright, Dan.
Take it easy, Frankie.
The way I've got you, if you fight it,
your windpipe will be crushed.
Dave. Take the ledgers with you and
check them against your duplicates.
Dave has a lot of brains.
But not much stomach.
Alright, Noll. You won.
But don't push things too hard.
This can only lead to trouble.
Frankie's got it coming to him.
Just because he cut your
mouth and hurt your pride.
You've said your five percent-worth.
Get back to your station.
Grab his feet.
You see how he got up?
That right he caught me with?
He really rocked me
I once liked the guy.
Fifteen years ago he
was the best there was.
So what? Now he's nothing.
"Don't call it love if it's just a flame."
"A kiss, a sigh and farewell."
"Don't call it love."
"If it's not the flame."
"That's strong enough to start."
"An earthquake in your heart."
"Don't make a fool out of
someone who cares."
"Don't let this be one of those."
"Impromptu affairs."
"If you don't feel."
"What I'm conscious of."
"Don't call it..."
I saw Palestro and the others leave.
Where's Frankie?
- I don't know.
- Where is he?
Frankie's not for you, Kay.
Probably heading back to prison.
I've been in prison for the past
four years. I'm getting out.
So I know how he feels.
You went flat on that note.
Where is he?
I had him thrown out into
the alley where he belongs.
Have you hurt him, Noll?
I'm sorry, Frankie. I'm so sorry.
I know, Dave.
You see, Frankie. I had to do it.
I don't want her to see me like this.
It doesn't matter how I
see you just so I see you.
- It's not as bad as it looks.
- Of course.
You need some bandages.
Your hands are shaking, kid.
Yes, Frankie.
Take him to his hotel room, Kay.
I'm going to see Noll.
We'll make out, Dave.
I'm sorry I shot my mouth off
about killing you and all.
I know you just put the
numbers into the books.
You don't make them up.
That's alright, Frankie.
The books don't balance anymore anyhow.
I'll see you at your hotel room later.
I've a lot more to tell you.
Okay. See you there.
We'd better go to my place.
I've got some stuff there to fix you up.
Then we'll go to your
hotel and meet Dave.
I didn't know you could...
Take it like this, kid.
There are a lot of things I didn't
know about myself, Frankie.
But I'm learning.
- Yes?
- "Mrs Richardson calling."
Hello, Lex.
Hello darling. I'm up at Charles' place
in Westport with a million people.
"How long will it take to drive back?"
I'm not driving back, Noll.
I'm staying here.
You come up.
Oh fine. After I made all my plans and
gave my servants the weekend off.
Come up tomorrow, first thing.
Why not tonight?
"Because tonight I will sit with Charles
and may even let him make love to me."
"I'll see if I get any reaction."
"I'll let you know in the morning."
Goodnight, darling.
What do you want?
They beat him up fine, Noll.
I'd already got my report from Dan.
Before I forget, give me back my pen.
Clear up the mess here.
That's exactly what I'm going to do.
When I saw Frankie take his
beating I got my stomach full.
One hundred percent full.
There's not a fraction
left for anything else.
- Not even a little forgery?
- No.
I seem to remember having three checks
in the log with my name forged.
Not too well, by you.
Before I hired you.
You don't seem to understand, Noll.
There's not even enough room
for me to be afraid anymore.
You could send me to prison. Sure.
No court would understand. I know.
But I think Frankie will.
When I tell him of the year and a half
I spent before I forged those checks.
And how I spent the years since then.
As long as Frankie understands,
that's all I care about.
Just what do you think
you're going to do?
Help Frankie.
How will you help him?
I built this set up Noll, and I
think I can tear it down again.
Maybe not, but I can give it a try.
After all, there's one or two things...
Like a "B" set of books that no-one
has ever seen except you and me.
Don't threaten me.
You know, Noll. I think
you are afraid now.
And I'm not.
Frankie with his bootleg liquor.
Me with those checks I forged.
You, with this setup here.
Everyone trying to get
something for nothing.
Frankie paid. I paid.
It's your turn now.
"Mr Madison doesn't answer. Any message?
Ring him again would you
please. It's very important.
"No answer. Sorry."
- Frankie.
- Yeah?
What did you do with that gun?
- I've got to get moving.
- Where?
I don't know.
For fourteen years I thought I knew.
But now.
Now I don't.
You'll find a new place.
I got no plans.
I ain't got much of anything.
You're sounding pretty
sorry for yourself, Frankie.
I just got beat up good.
Sure it was tough. But
you've faced a lot tougher.
That ain't the beating I feel.
You're not the only one. What do
you think my life has been?
You've got everything.
Including a nice big hole
where I used to have a heart.
Noll tore that out of me.
So you see.
I took a beating tonight, too.
You'll do fine. I guarantee you.
You'll do fine.
The only reason I'll do fine is...
Because I've got sense enough to pull
myself together and face the facts.
Sure, Noll handed me a
rough deal. I don't like it.
But I'm going to turn it into
something that does me good.
I'm not letting Noll Turner
win all the way around.
It's okay for you,
but it don't work for me.
No, Frankie. I don't
think it does, either.
I think he's won hands down.
When I first saw you, I thought
you were a man of some strength.
Not only in your hands,
but in your eyes and in your head.
Yes. I think Noll Turner beat you
because he's stronger than you are.
Shut up.
How much of a man for truth, are you?
It hurts to have the facts
where you can see them.
Or are they facts?
I said shut up.
Sure, I'll shut up.
I haven't anything more to say to you.
Think it over, Frankie.
Then you can leave if you like.
How come if you live so well, you know
how to take care of a beat-up guy?
From experience.
My father used to get himself
beat up every Saturday night.
I'd wait up until they brought him home.
But I never blamed him, Frankie.
You see, my mother died after they'd
only been married three years.
Mike was the kind of guy who
needed a woman to love him.
You know?
Some men are like that.
Without their woman, they're like a...
Ship floundering without a rudder.
I know what you mean.
And just what did Madison say?
He said: "Dave, I'll kill you.
So help me, I'll kill you."
And then you threw him out?
Frankie was so wild he looked
he'd kill Dave right there.
I had to get a little rough with him.
And Madison said that
Dave cheated him, huh?
I'd rather not say.
Why not?
Well, Frankie and I were...
He was my best friend.
Oh sure. I understand how you feel.
Well, it's a clear enough case anyway.
Schreiber, start with his
hotel and the girl's place.
Radio a pick-up order, his picture in
the paper. A highway check and the rest.
Yes, sir.
- Let's take a cab.
- Let's walk.
- Are you sure you're alright?
- I'm fine.
- Will Dave still be waiting at the hotel?
- Sure. Nothing could stop him.
Hey, let's stop at a drugstore
and buy him a new pen.
If I know Noll he took
back the other one.
- And you know Noll.
- Yeah. I guess I do.
You know. Sometimes I wonder what I'd do
for a living if Noll didn't come through.
And what did you think?
Well, I thought I'd find
myself a smart new angle.
Oh, I see.
Now I don't know.
- Seeing that guy Skinner stopped me cold.
- Why?
- What?
- A Police siren.
- You never even noticed it.
- One hears so many.
Whenever I hear one I think
of the guy they're after.
I never again want
that guy to be me, Kay.
Of all the guys I knew fighting the
law not one of them ever grew old.
Skinner won't... and I want to.
Come on. Let's see what all
the excitement is about.
Go, if you want to.
You mean... you don't want to?
I guess you've had enough
of that kind of excitement.
We can get Dave's pen here.
"Frankie Madison still at large.
Wanted for murder".
Early time, morning papers!
Extra! Extra! Read all about the murder.
A man kills his pal!
Extra! Get your morning paper.
Extra! Get your morning paper.
Read all about the murder.
Buy a paper and meet me down the block.
Morning paper! Extra!
Extra! Extra! Read all
about the big murder.
Morning paper.
Frankie Madison wanted
by the Police. Extra!
Extra! Read all about the big murder.
Frankie... Dave's dead.
Two shots in the back.
- It's Noll alright.
- Noll?
But why?
You know what Dave told us in
the alley? The books don't balance.
He went to tell Noll he was through.
Why didn't he tell me? Why did the
poor guy have to get himself jammed?
I've got to get to Noll and get
the truth out of him. - Yes.
Where would he be?
- If the club's closed, he'll be home.
- You know how to get there?
Yes.. he lives in Jersey. Millbank Road.
The last house on the left.
We'll need a car.
Nick Palestro. His used-car
lot is open all night.
But we can't do that.
It will be watched.
- Can I fool him?
- Wait a minute. Yeah.
Tell him to leave a car
outside the old church.
- Will he understand?
- Nick will remember the church.
We used it on a particular job once.
And pick me up here after you're done.
- Frankie.
- We'll make out, Kay.
Keeping clear of the
Police is one thing I know.
And I'll make Noll talk.
Yes, Frankie. Whatever you say.
This is the place, isn't it?
Then Nick didn't remember.
He didn't leave a car here.
- Yep. He did.
- The taxi?
Nick thinks of everything.
- How we get by the Police at the bridge?
- I'll tell you as we go along.
What goes with her?
I don't know. There was some
guy with her when she got in.
The nerve of some guys.
Nice work, kid. You sure can cry.
I was thinking about Dave.
- Not a light on.
- He's home. That's his car.
- Can you drive it?
- Yes.
What do we do now?
The bigger the house, the more
chance the front door is open.
- Maybe we can try one of the windows.
- Yes.
I heard you drive up. Come in.
Let's go in the library, Kay. Frankie,
keep your hands out of your pockets.
- Who killed Dave?
- Why, you did.
Didn't you know? It's been on
the radio and in all the papers?
Frankie, you're wanted for murder.
It's my duty to call the Police.
- I'm sorry of course.
- Take your hand off that phone.
Frankie... I have the gun.
And that's where you went haywire.
When it comes to stocks and books that
don't balance, you're better than me.
When it comes to guns
you're down on my level.
Maybe you'd better call the cops.
They'd be interested in what Dave told
me after the working-over you gave me.
Oh. That was just before you killed him.
Try again, Dink.
Remember, you're down on my level now.
You made it just like the old days.
When it comes to guns and tricks, you
never could score. I was always quicker.
Go ahead, call the Cops.
That's what you
started to do, wasn't it?
Stay where you are or I'll shoot.
- Frankie.
- You'd like that Dink, wouldn't you?
It would straighten out a lot of things.
Me out of the way, just like Dave.
Nobody to remember what he said.
Stop it, Frankie.
You'll have to do away with the both
of us because I'm Frankie's alibi.
I know Frankie is not guilty.
I found him in the alley where you
had him thrown after the beating.
Dave was with him.
After Dave left, I took
Frankie to my apartment.
The desk man saw us go in. The elevator
boy took us go up to the floor.
They both saw us leave later.
After Dave was murdered.
That's a pretty tight alibi, Noll.
Your hands are sweating, Dink.
When you pull the trigger,
your finger will slip.
You missed, Dink.
You've only got five shots left.
You alright, Kay?
You're pretty rusty, Dink.
I only threw a book at the door.
You got three shots left.
Two shots left, Dink.
You ought to be more careful. It's hard
to hit the sound of a voice in the dark.
Remember, Dink?
This is just like that night at the
Brunswick Lager warehouse.
Down by the river.
That was the night Ali Marachi
tried to hijack us, Dink.
Remember what I did
when he had me covered?
I remember alright.
You tipped the table
over on him, Frankie.
And took his gun away from him, Dink.
I thought you'd remember.
Frankie. Are you alright?
Kay... turn on the lights.
Easy, Dink. Remember, this way if you
struggle you get your windpipe crushed.
I want that gun.
I only need one shot.
- What now?
- What do you think?
- I don't know.
- You're slipping, Dink.
Don't you even remember that?
Now, we go for the ride.
You wouldn't kill me.
You'd only be worse off.
Who killed Dave? And don't say I did!
I don't know.
Let's ride, Dink.
Familiar country.
It was around here
they found Walt Werner.
They took gasoline from the
car and set him on fire.
When they found him,
he was still burning.
Where are we going?
Kay, I know I've been rotten to you, but
make Frankie see killing me won't help.
It will make it worse
for him and for you, too.
If you want Frankie,
alright... but kitten...
For all we've been to each other.
Kay. Please stop.
Who killed Dave?
Don't worry about the bridge. They're
trying to stop me going out of the city.
They won't be looking for
me to come back in.
Unless Dink talks.
Let Dink pay... it's his ride.
Who's there?
Oh it's you, Mr Turner.
I was just finishing up my rounds.
Anything I can do for you before I go?
There is nothing he
can do, is there Dink.
Thanks, Mr Turner.
Thanks, Dave.
To your office, Dink.
Kay, do something.
I am doing something.
I'm wondering who killed Dave.
Where is the safe?
Frankie, you can have anything.
Anything. I'll transfer
everything to you.
- You can't do that.
- Well, why not?
It's in the byelaws.
No stocks can be transferred without
the consent of the board of directors.
Where is the safe?
Take out the cash.
Count out twenty nine
hundred and twelve dollars.
You can have more. All you want.
I only want what you said I
had coming to me. Now count.
I thought you'd get it back from Dave.
Write out a receipt.
Received from Noll Turner.
Twenty nine hundred and twelve dollars.
Paid in full.
And I'll sign it.
Walk over there.
No Frankie. No, don't.
Kay, can you please stop him? He's...
Don't do it, Frankie. He's not worth it.
Give me ten minutes and
then call the homicide squad.
- Wait for me here. Keep the door shut.
- What are you going to do?
- It's alright, baby.
- Yes, Frankie.
Go ahead.
Now... who killed Dave?
I don't know.
- Who killed him?
- Alright, I had to do it.
He was crossing me.
I had to have him killed.
You shouldn't have done that, Dink.
Not do Dave.
There. Write out just how
you did it. On the back of this.
You like everything legal. Remember?
- Remember, Dink?
- Remember what?
Remember where we found Dutch Roth?
That's right... Dutch was frozen solid.
These pens are great. They write
any place. Underwater, up in a plane.
I'll bet they'd even write in a freezer.
I'm going to put you in there, Dink.
If you can write out a confession before
you freeze to death, I'll let you out.
Remember how he looked, Dink?
So you had Skinner do it, huh?
Alright, Madison. Schreiber.
- Madison, I've got a warrant...
- I've got a confession.
What about this confession, Mr Turner?
- It's not worth the ink it took write.
- Why not?
I signed at the point of a gun. He
threatened my life unless I signed it.
- He's got a gun on him, Lieutenant.
- Schreiber.
- Nothing on him but some money.
- He's got a gun in his pocket.
Remember the Ali Marachi trick?
About the simplest trick of them all.
The fountain-pen gag.
You pulled it on me
the first time we met.
That's one thing I
learned from you, Dink.
No. He's got a gun.
You think I'd sign a thing
like that unless he had a gun?
- Nothing on him but money.
- I tell you!
This pen I bought for Dave, but I
never got a chance to deliver it.
- No, no.
- Get yourself a lawyer, Dink.
Maybe get him to enter a
plea like Hayes did for me.
You might get off with fourteen years.
Why, he's got a gun!
Listen, Hollaran.
I tell you he tried to trick me.
Pick up Skinner.
You better come along, Turner.
No. He tried to get my
club away from me.
The Regent Club.
I'll be back in a minute, Madison.
Just a few questions.
Come on.
Do you boys mind if I have
a little farewell drink?
No. Go ahead.
- Will you join me?
- No thanks.
Don't make any moves.
Nothing against you fellows, but I got
a score to settle with Frankie Madison.
- Where is the gun, Frankie?
- In the bushes, near Noll's house.
Then all the time...?
- All the way down here...?
- I've learnt something, Kay.
I've learned why I'll
never use a gun again.
Look out. He's got a gun!
Well. Here we are.
No strings attached.
No place to go.
Nothing to stop us.
We can go anywhere we wish, Frankie.
- If it's together.
- It is.