I Was Framed (1942) Script

We should have gotten rid of that stuff a long time ago.

You wouldn't have a chance of becoming governor if the papers got the records.

Yeah. It would hardly make good campaign material.

It looks like they're all here.

How will you get rid of this stuff? I started the furnace going.

Stop that man!

Wait, wait. We can't let him get away.

Yeah. We can't risk murder, either. He'll spread this over the front page.

They won't print a word without evidence.

If they want the furnace ashes, they're welcome.

Take Marshall. Dump him somewhere. Come on, let's get rid of the records.

Give me a hand with him.

[ Door knocks ]

Come in.

Marshall is here, Mr Leeds.

Alright. Send him in. I am in.

Hiya, Bob. Well, what happened?

Oh, I muffed it.

I had a photograph of Gaines destroying old records.

But they jumped me. Now that photo is burned with any other evidence.

A fine thing. My one big chance to clean up this town and you have to muff it.

Hey, it won't be muffed.

A grand jury will believe me and Gaines will never be elected governor.

Graft, bribery, corruption. He's guilty of them all.


We'll expose him and raise a stink to start an investigation.

What about a libel suit?

Don't worry. Start the ball rolling. As we turn a spotlight on that bunch ..

They'll duck for cover like scared rabbits.

Okay Marshall, you got yourself a campaign. - Thanks, bob.

Oh say, don't say anything to Ruth about this.

With the baby coming, I don't want her to worry.

She won't hear it from me.

Listen, this isn't a drunk-driving campaign like your last one.

Gaines and his crowd play rough.

Don't worry. There won't be any more hangovers like this one.

Let's see how they like being slugged in a few headlines.

Alright, go ahead. Okay.

Gaines, I don't think you have a chance.

The public is confused. They're doubtful and they are afraid to vote for you.

If we could only shut The Journal up.

We don't have to shut them up.

If we can find a way to discredit them.

Put Marshall under a cloud.

That's right, Brenner.

That's the solution.

How are you going to do it?

You round up some of the gang right away.

By tomorrow night, nobody will believe The Journal.

And Mr Kenneth Marshall is going to be the reason.


Get me the D.A.s office.

Going uptown, Marshall?

Is Gaines paying my fare? Shut up.

Get moving.

Get in the front seat.

Pull him over, behind that wheel.

Get out.

Let's get out of here.


The wino's got a bottle, sure.

Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute! What's going on, huh?

You want to know?

You've just killed three people. That's what's going on.

Three people, do you understand? Three people.

Ah, you're crazy. I wasn't driving this car. I had nothing to do with it.

Oh you didn't, huh?

Come on. Maybe you can make a jury believe that.

But I tell you I wasn't driving that car.

You, Kenneth Marshall, having been found guilty of the crime of manslaughter.

It becomes my duty to pronounce sentence upon you.

I must add that the verdict of the jury ..

Has the courts heartiest approbation.

Nor can there be any excuse for leniency in your case as you should be aware.

Since you have often, in signed articles .. in The Journal.

Denounced drunk-driving as the most ghastly of crimes.

A view with which the court heartily agrees.

And when that drunkenness results in the slaughter of three innocent people.

Words are inadequate to express our horror.

I wasn't drunk, and I wasn't driving that car.

Nor can we condemn too harshly, your vicious assertion that you were ..


Yes, Your Honor. Framed by that eminent public figure, Stewart Gaines.

And his equally eminent colleague Paul Brenner and District Attorney Locke.

Your Honor.

Framed as they knew I'd show them for the dirty, grafting rats they are.

Alright, it's your innings. You've put me away, but you won't keep me in jail.

Don't make it worse for you.

I'll get out and when I do, I won't stop until I've put you where you belong.

Kenneth Marshall.

You are hereby sentenced to the maximum penalty the law provides.

Imprisonment in the State Penitentiary at Granite Hill.

For a period of from 1 to 20 years.

Ken .. Ken!

We'll never stop fighting for you.

We'll demand a new trial and get you out.

Alright. Come on .. Bye.

Take it easy, pal.

I'm getting a stiff neck from watching you.

Walking up and down ain't going to get you out of here.

It's the way out you got to walk.

I'll be out alright.

Don't be a sucker.

You said the same thing three months ago and you're still in.

What do you say, Marshall?

You ain't far off from becoming a father.

I've got a hunch that maybe your wife would kinda like to have you around.

What's the use?

What kind of a life could I give a child, anyway?

A fugitive.

You're crazy if you don't try. No!

Nobody is going to spring you.

If they couldn't do it at the trial, they ain't going to do it now.

They're sending you up to the Pen at Granite Hill tomorrow, Marshall.

Nobody has ever cracked out of that joint.

But this place ..?

The place is like a peanut shell. I could bust it with my fingers.

It'll take two, pal. I can't do it alone.

No, Blake, no. That kind of escape will only prove my guilt.

Can't you understand? I am innocent. I wasn't driving that car.

Sure. Sure, pal.

None of us is guilty. All of us have been framed.

That's why we've got to get out of here.

So that we can get the guys that framed us.

They got me for sticking up a gas station.

A gas station.

All I done was ..

Run out of gas and asked the guy wouldn't he lend me some.

I even said "please".

That ventilator.

All that stands between us ..

And fresh air is ..

Four little screws up there.

No, Blake.

I'm not going to let them hang anything else on me.

Ah, you're nuts.

Go ahead.

Go and sit up there at Granite Hill for the next 20 years until your bones rot.

Go ahead.

Marshall? Yes. - Visitors.

Hello, Bob. Ken.

It's good news. I see it in your face.

No, not so good. The motion for a new trial was denied.

Gaines. He blocked the motion. I should have known he'd follow through.

Well, we're not licked yet. Got a few of things ..

Say, where's Ruth? She was supposed to come with you.

Oh .. she had to see the doctor today.

Ken, I think we should change the terms. She wasn't due the Doc until tomorrow.

Is something wrong, Bob? No, of course not. She's fine.

Oh, she's a little bit tired. You never were a good liar, Bob.

Ruth is sick, isn't she? Something's gone wrong.

No, now stop worrying. I've got to see her, to be with her.

Bob, if anything happens to Ruth, I'll get out of here somehow.

I'll kill Gaines. It's his fault.

Now wait a minute, old man. Don't get wild ideas. Ruth is going to be fine.

Time is up, Mr Leeds. Alright.

Now hold yourself together, Ken.

We'll break this case open and you'll be free as the wind before you know it.

How soon can we get out of here?

Now you're talking.


Listen close.

It's my night to mop up the washroom.

Right after dinner at seven o'clock I'll be going there.

Right next door to the washroom.

Is the control room for the ventilator system.

Take this.

Get the screws out of that grill.

I'll switch off the fans in the control room so we can get out and up the shaft.

You got that straight? Yeah.

How will you get into the control room? Just leave that to me, pal.

Be sure the air's shut off in the shaft before taking the screws out the grill.

Because if any of these guards see that the grill is out.

We're a couple of dead ducks.

Got it?

Yeah. Okay.

Marshall. Yeah?

Get Blake's things together. We're moving him over to the right wing.

What's the idea?

Orders. Somebody else is coming in with you.

Oh, okay.

I hope the next guy doesn't snore.

I gotta get a bottle of Bourbon. Only a minute, Mack. Only a minute.

Hurry, hurry, hurry.

Get out and leave the keys.

What's the big idea? Out or I'll let you have it.

I'm going .. don't, don't shoot.

Hey! Help! Police!

Help! Help! Police!

Police .. help!

What happened, my man? What's the matter?

Somebody swiped my car. How could he? You are in it.

I am? Sure.

Well, what am I doing ..?

Get your things together. We're moving you.

Hey, where is Marshall? The ventilator! He's escaped.

He crossed me. He wouldn't wait. Hey, Sergeant!

I'll kill the dirty, double-crossing .. Take it easy.

What's wrong? Tell the Chief, Marshall has escaped.

And if you get him, put him in with me. I'll murder the rat.

The double-crosser. Come on.

I'll get him if it takes me ten years.

I've been waiting for you, Belden. Where have you been?

Getting my squad out.

I sent two boys over to watch Marshall's house.

Marshall won't be fool enough to go there.

He's a newspaper man.

He knows all the tricks as we do.

But he only busted out because his wife was sick and going to have a baby.


But he's no tinhorn crook, Belden.

Now Gaines wants Marshall.

We've got to get him.

He's dynamite every minute he's loose.

Ah, don't worry.

We'll get him before he blows up.

We just heard from Delaney, Chief.

He's tapped all the wires at Ken Marshall's house.

So if he phones in and tips his nip, we'll have him before the night's over.


Well, come on.

That must be him now.

Hello? Hello, Ruth?


Where are you? Where are you calling from?

Never mind that. Now listen, you meet me at the corner of 50th and Causeway.

Right away. I'll explain everything.

15th and Causeway?

Of course, Ken. I'll be right there.

He's just arranged a meeting with his wife at 15th and Causeway. Come on.


Ken, I was just leaving.

Listen, Ruth. I want you to meet me at 27th and Chambers Boulevard instead.

Hurry, honey. Alright, darling.



Are you alright? Yes, of course.

Now tell me: how did you get out? Never mind. I had to see you, Ruth.

Leeds didn't want to tell me, but ..

Ruth, I'll go away to where nobody knows me. Start all over again.

Then send for you.

No, I want to go with you, Ken. No matter what happens.

I can't stand to be alone any longer.

No Ruth, you've gone through enough for me.

Ken, I ..

Look, Ken!

Take it easy, honey. They don't know we're here.

Looks like that stolen car. Swing around.

They're turning around.

Say, that car in front is pulling out.

He looks like Marshall. Tail him.

Ruth, you'll have to stay now. I can't stop to let you out.

Did you think I'd leave anyhow?

Step on it, Joe. You'll lose them.

I've already lost them. They've turned their lights out.

Just keep on this highway. We'll catch them.

Where are we, Ken?

We're coming to a good-sized town, honey.

I think we'd better go around it.

Alright, darling. Whatever you say.


Ruth, what is it? What's the matter?

I'm sorry, darling.

I'm going to find a doctor. Oh no.

They might catch you. We can't take the chance.

Honey, we've taken more chances on things less important than this.

Let's just hope we find a doctor in a hurry.

Come on, honey.

I'm alright, Ken. Let's go on. No, we're not going any further.

We may not run in to a doctor in another hundred miles.

Please, Ken. Come on, Honey.

That's it.

Are you .. are you, Dr Black?

Me? No, sir. Dr Black is the white doctor.

Of course, I ain't as black as I is painted.

Well, I'd like to see him right away. My wife is very ill.

I'm sorry, but he ain't up yet. Well, get him up.

Yes, sir. Ya'll better come in and sit down.

Never mind, Kit.

What can I do for you?

Dr Black, it's my wife.

Well, what seems to be the trouble? Well, she ..

I guess you'd better step into my office, Mrs ..?


I'm Kenneth Scott.

Were you passing through Viewpoint? Yes, we ..

We were on our way to California.

Yes, I'm going to get a job there.

Well, I guess we can finish our conversation a little later.

Well, Doctor.

I .. I haven't got any money right now. But ..

And I thought you were going to be different from the rest of my patients.

Son, nobody has any money.

So don't be putting on any airs about it.

Thank you, Doctor.

Now don't you worry. Everything is going to be alright.

Doctor Black is a good doctor.

And so when Doctor Phil came here ..

Forty years ago, with his new wife.

That's her up there.

This town was nothing to speak of.

Or even speak about.

It just wasn't.

I hope I didn't disturb Mrs Black when I knocked.

I don't think you did.

She's dead.

More than eight years.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, that's alright.

Dr Phil, he done get lonesome sometimes.

Then he goes to town and saves somebody's life or ..

Somebody has a baby, and ..

Dr Phil say he ain't lonely anymore.

He's going to be a mighty happy man when your wife has that baby.

That's fine.

And I'm going to be happy myself.

I'm sorry I was so long, Mr Scott.

She's not too well, is she doctor.

They wanted to take her to a hospital for observation but ..

She wanted to come with me. Very foolish.

I think you should get her into a hospital here. She's very nervous.

Oh yeah. I guess it was the trip.

She'll need a private room. I'll call an ambulance.

No, no.

Hmm .. I can't afford a private room.

Maybe I could find a little apartment somewhere.

You've even got less money than I thought.

If you thought more than twelve bucks, you're wrong.

There he goes. Putting on airs again.

I got some money, Dr Phil. Maybe Mrs Scott can use ..

Everybody is dripping with brotherly love this morning.

No thank you, Kit.

Mr Scott can't use your money. But ..

He can't use it, because we'll give the Scotts a private room right here.

Now, wait a minute, Dr Black. You've been very kind, but ..

I don't you do to do anything like that. Oh, you don't, eh?

Well, if you want your wife and child ..

You'd better let me do things my way.

She'll be three months at least convalescing.

And then if you're still thinking of California.

Well, you can make up your mind about that.

Oh Kit. Yes?

Get a nurse over here at once.

And give the young man a drink.

He looks like one of those collapsible fathers.

Yes, sir.

Mr Scott, the government is asking people ..

To conserve shoe leather. Huh?



Say .. how long should it take?

You want another drink?

No, no thanks. I'm not that collapsible.

Why is everything so quiet?

I could sing something. That would make some noise.

No. No thanks. I think it's better this way.

Yes, sir. That's what I was thinking.

Hey, do .. do all babies take this long?

Well, some of them is curious about what the world is like.

Like they're in a hurry.

Others kinda get an advance report of it, and ..

They prefer to keep hitch-hiking with Mr Stork.

They just takes their time about getting off.

Mine will be curious.

He's going to be a newspaper man. Is you a reporter?

Sort of, yeah.

What paper you work for?

Oh .. different ones.

[ Baby crying noises ]

Make room for the press! Here comes a brand-new reporter.

Is that my baby?

It ain't mine. Well, I got to see him.

What? You'd better wait, Mr Scott.

Until Dr Phil says you can look.

Wait? How long can I wait?

My congratulations, Mr Scott. Six pounds, ten ounces.

How is my wife? Is she alright? Very weak at the moment.

It might even take longer than three months.

It will be a long haul, but she'll make it.

Don't worry.

Care to have a look at the next First Lady of the land?

It's a girl?

Well, what do you know.

A sob-sister.

Can I see her?

She's calling you. Go ahead.

If you want me, I'll be in my room, Doctor.

Very well.

Let me help you, Dr Phil. Alright, Kit. Alright.

You know.

It's silly but ..

She doesn't look like either one of us.

That's alright, honey.

She must look like somebody.

Where is she?

She looks awfully red.

You sure she hasn't got a fever?

All babies are like that.

What are we going to call her?



What kind of a name is that?

When you find a penny heads-up, it's good luck.

We're going to need all the luck we can get.

You're right, Ruth.

Honey ..

You know, you won't be able to travel for a long time.

And I've got to get out and get a job and have a home ready for you.

You can't leave.

Not now, Ken.

You've just got to stay with me.

If I'm caught with you, you'll be in trouble.

You ought to be home with your mother where you'll be safe.

You're wrong.

We belong together.

The three of us, Ken.

Honey, Penny's going to need a lot of groceries.

And I've got to get out and get them.

I won't be long.

I promise you that. Oh, darling.

Stay here and find a job.

Leave it to me, honey.

Can I see the Princess again?

What did she say?

She says for you not to go.

It's the only way, Penny.


You didn't dare stay long.

No. She's tired.

Doctor Black, the best I can do now .. is offer you my thanks.

As soon as I get a job, I'll make it up to you.

I see.

Have you still made up your mind to continue on to California alone?

Yes, I've got to. I see. Have you told your wife?


Women rather like to have their husbands around at times like this.

I know it. How do you think I feel?

Hmm. Yes, yes.

Well, it must be an important job, Mr Scott.

Are you leaving immediately?

Well, there's nothing like a good breakfast to start you off.

Wheat cakes, Kit. And all the trimmings.

Yes, sir. Coming up.

Oh, Doctor.

All the things you're doing for me. I ..

Don't know how to thank you.

Don't try.

Mrs Scott.

Whenever I butt in to someone else's business.

I get just what I deserve.

But I'm going to burst if I can't get this off my chest.

What is it, Dr Black?

Your husband.

Now why is he leaving you now?

He has business in California.

Your husband is very much in love with you, young lady.

No business should make him clear out now.

Why, you're right, Doctor. He ..

Doctor ..

I've got to believe I can trust you.

You trusted me with your life and your baby, didn't you?

I guess you can trust me with your husband.

I wish my cooking come up to your appetite, Mr Scott.

You're alright, Kit. You know, I'm going to miss this kind of food.

The doctor kinda likes me around as I cook everything that ain't good for you.

Have some more cake, sir?

Well with that kind of recommendation I guess I'll have to have more.

Yes, sir.

I think your husband should have every opportunity to live.

As well as any other sick human being.

Thank you, Doctor.

He is innocent.

You're not making a mistake.

Well, I think I'll have a talk with him.

He's had so many hot cakes by now.

He isn't able to walk anyway.

[ Baby crying ]

What is it?

Maybe she's sick.

No, no. Just hungry.

Anyway .. I'll see you later.


Is this the Viewpoint News?

I'd like to talk with Mr Beamish.

This is Doctor Black.

Well it's your nickel. Go ahead and talk.





A newspaper man?

In your house?

What do you mean, I ought to retire and give him my job?

I own this paper you old ..

Mustard plaster!

Sure, you've owned it the last 35 years.

It's about time you tried to improve it.

What does this newspaperman look like?

Oh, I don't care whether he has blue eyes.

Can he write?



The big Springfield dailies, eh?

The biggest.

It will take a lot of persuading ..

To get him to work for that waste of ink you call a newspaper.

"Now listen .."

I'll send him over in a little while.

Oh .. and give him a good salary.

His wife has just had a baby.

Thanks, Cal .. I'll repay the favor.

Come on over.

I'll take out your appendix for nothing.


[ Singing ] "I've been washing up the dishes."

"All the live-long day."

"I bet you can't guess what my wish is."

"Just to throw them all away."

You don't have to do that to earn your keep, Mr Scott.

Oh, I need the exercise, Doc.

Try holding my razor.

You need a shave.

Suppose a good job was offered you right here in Viewpoint?

Well, that depends.

You wouldn't have very much excuse then ..

For leaving your wife and going to California, could you?

Look, Doctor.

Oh, I'm not butting in. But my best friend owns the town paper.

It's a good one, too.

How did you know I was a reporter?

I .. well, Kit told me.

I did? Yes.

He needs a good man very badly.

You think you could fill the job?

Yeah, I think I could.

This is an up and coming community.

A man could settle down here ..

And have every opportunity of making something of himself.

Frankly, old Beamish, who owns the paper has been working too hard lately.

You'd be doing me a big favor if you could help him out.

You make it awfully hard to refuse.

I knew you would accept. Thanks, son.

I guess I can get that private room for Ruth now, huh?

Bosh! She's going to stay right here until she's better.

So are you.

Doc, I can't understand why you're so .. Well ..

I never had any children of my own.

Ah .. I see.

Well, some kid missed a wonderful father. Believe me.


The razor is up in the bathroom now.

Oh, when you talk salary with Beamish.

Ask for a good one.

He's got plenty. Okay, Doctor.

So help me, Kit.

I could swear that that baby looks a little like me.

Yes, sir. Especially around the top of the head.


[ Singing: ] "Penny's a jolly good fellow."

"Penny's a jolly good fellow."

"Penny's a jolly good fellow."

"That no-one can deny."

Happy birthday, Penny.

Off the record, Dad. How much of that cake can I eat?

Well now, let's see.

You can have two pieces and milk.

Or you can have four pieces and a tummy ache.

Now, what will it be?

That's the 64-dollar question.

I've got it. I'll have two now.

Good girl. And two later.

Come on, Princess. Blow these out before they burn out.

Okay, Kit.

Look out everybody.


That girl has enough wind to make a politician.

To Penny Scott on her fifth birthday.

And to Ken Scott's fifth anniversary with the Viewpoint News.

Ken .. I want to thank you for what you've done for my paper.

In five years you've boosted the circulation fifty percent.

And that's boosting.

If we go after the Power & Light outfit, we'll boost it another seventy percent.

[ Buzzer ]

I'll get it.

And the town wanted Cal to run for mayor.

Can you beat it? An old moose like him.

Just because Ken here, ran a lot of grafters out of town.

Ken has a particular dislike for grafters.

But we'll really have big boys when we beat the Power & Light outfit.

It's a telegram, sir. It's for you. Oh, thanks.

Well, this is an occasion. From the Governor.

My heartiest congratulations to Penny.

May she grow up to be as fearless and fine as her father.

He means it, too.

No other editor would have the courage.

To sponsor the Governor's campaign for a State-controlled dam.

Wash uncle Phil's mouth out with soap.

He said "dam".

And now I think it's time for me to make a toast.

To my husband, who wrote his best editorials in his love letters.

And to my daughter, the little carbon-copy.

Mummy, can I open up the rest of my presents?

Of course, darling.

I'll take this big one first.

Here, Kit.

Oh Mama, this book is wonderful.

Honey, that's just like the book my mother gave me when I was a little girl.

Which one of them stories in the book to you like the best, honey?

Oh, I like them all.

Especially ..

[ Singing: ] "Stories of Jack and the Beanstalk."

"Little Red Riding Hood."

"Stories of Robinson Crusoe."

"Tales of the babes in the woods."

"Stories of spooks and of elephants."

"And tales of the land and the sea."

"In memory, ever .."

"Will linger."

"The stories that Mummy told me."

Kit, listen.

The three little pigs.

They lived in a wood.

Right next door to Red Riding Hood.

The three little bears.

They lived there, too.

Watching their porridge.

They were all in a stew.

The seven little dwarves, they dawdled all day.

To see which one, the rent would pay.

They all were having fun galore.

Because Mickey Mouse was keeping score.

While all the time, there lurked outside.

The big, bad wolf, mouth open wide!

Just as he was going to start .. bang!

A hunter shot him through the heart.

The owl in the trees said ..




Tell me, Kit.

Am I scaring you?

You sure is, honey.

I'm glad.

[ Singing: ] "Stories of Snow White and Sneezy."

"Told with a smile and a tear."

"In memory, ever .."

"Will linger."

"The stories that I love to .. hear."

Oh darling, that was beautiful.

Thank you, Mummy.

You know, I'm a pretty lucky guy to have a daughter like you, old girl.

I am old. I am one day over five, going on six.

Goodbye, honey.

Goodbye, Daddy. I have to go out and shoot the enemy now.

Be sure and shoot straight, won't you. I will.


Bye. Bye.

You know, Ruth darling. We have been lucky.

Things have turned out pretty well for us.

We've some money in the bank and the name Scott is a respectable one for us.

There is only one thing.

Now Ken, we mustn't think about the past.

There is too much in the future.

You're right, Ruth.

But you know, each time our little Penny has a birthday I can't help remembering.

I know.

Hey, I'd better hurry.

I think I'll be late tonight. Alright, darling.

Finish the cleaning, Kit. I'll wash the dishes.

I'll do it, Miss. You don't have to.

Nonsense. I've got to keep in practice.

Only when my hands gets red from doing dishes, it don't show.

[ Door knocks ]


Excuse me, ma'am, but ..

I couldn't help smelling that bacon while I was passing by.

You see, I ain't had nothing to eat for a couple of days, and .. I'm hungry.

Well, I think we can cure that.

Come in. Thank you, lady.

Oh, hello.

What are you selling?

The man isn't selling anything, darling. He's going to have breakfast here.

You're making a big mistake, mister.

They're making oatmeal.

Well, so long. I've got to go out and be sunk.

Be sunk? For heaven's sake what are you up to now?

Oh, I'm an aircraft carrier.


Just sit down over there, please.

Is she your little girl, Mrs ..?

I'm Mrs Scott.

Yes. She's just five years. Big, isn't she.

Only five, huh?

My, my.

Did you .. did you say your name was "Scott"?

Yes .. why?

Oh nothing. I ..

Just didn't know whether I heard you right.

I guess I still kinda got the noise of that train in my ears.

I've been riding the rods all the way from New York.

Ever been to Springfield, Mrs Scott?

Yes, I lived there.

Is that so?

My, my. It sure is a small world, ain't it.

I used to have a cigar store right down on Salem Avenue.

A lot of the newspaper guys used to come in there.


My husband is editor of the Viewpoint News here.


I guess that's a pretty big job, huh?

He's an important man in Viewpoint if that's what you mean.

Yeah .. yeah, that's what I mean.

Well, this looks like my lucky day, Mrs Scott.

Is there anything else I can get you?


I already got more than I thought I would.

I usually ain't so lucky.

Well, if you're hungry again and are in the neighborhood, you just come in here.

Thanks, Mrs Scott.

I might take you up on that.

Hey, is there any .. work or anything I can do for you?

No, I don't believe there is.

You got the makings of a good Hobo, Mrs Scott. I mean that as a compliment.

Well, I'm deeply honored.

Oh, just a hungry guest, Doctor.

Well, young fellow, you came to the right place.

Yeah. Kinda looks like it, don't it.

I've never seen you in Viewpoint before. Or have I?

No .. I'm just passing through here.

I .. feel much better. Thanks, Mrs Scott.

You're welcome.

I guess I'd better be going along.

You can't tell what a man looks like until he shaves.

Are you interested in Ken Scott's editorials?

Yeah, sure.

Great stuff, the way he goes after them grafters.

Yeah .. he was always tough on them big-shots.

I'll guess he never learns.

Hey, what's that?

Do you mind if I take a look at this? Sure.

He ain't changed a bit.

Thanks, mister. I've seen all I wanted to know.

Mr Blake?

Yeah. Oh.

My secretary tells me that you have some information ..

Concerning Mr Kenneth Scott. That's right.

I kinda figured you'd be interested ..

In finding a way to make Scott lay off slugging you in his newspaper.


Mr Scott has been annoyingly blunt.

Concerning the plans for the dam.

"Annoying" nothing.

He's killing your racket. You know it. What do you mean, racket?

Don't get excited, Mr Wallace.

Sit down.

I ain't no lily neither, you know. Get off that desk.


Now, let's cut out the fancy talk and get down to business.

What's your best offer for my information?

No checks .. cash. I see.

Well, that depends on how good your information is.

It's good enough to blast Scott and his editorials clean out of the papers.

And that's all you got to know about it.

I'm sorry.

I never pay for anything before I know it's value.


Well, you'll do business my way or not at all, see.

Get out.

Okay, pal.

You ain't as smart as you think you are.

I can sell what I know, and on my terms.

Get out of here.

[ Door knocks ]

I didn't expect to see you back for another meal so soon.

It's the last time I'll be asking you any favors, Mrs Scott.

Well, I hardly know what to say.

I'm alone here.

Well, your husband ain't home, huh?

No. He's working.

Oh .. I ain't got no time to waste.

You will do just as well.

What are you talking about? I'll tell you.


And I don't want to a peep out of you, Mrs Scott.

Or I'm going to have to tell the Cops your real name.

I'm afraid I don't know what you mean.


This ain't a bad joint.

I always thought newspaper men never had any dough.

I was going to kill your husband, Mrs Marshall.


Who are you?

Ever hear your husband mention "Clubby Blake"?

You're wrong. You ..

You've got the wrong man. Our name never was Marshall.

Now you wouldn't want to prove that to the Cops, would you?

Get out of this house.

Now be reasonable, lady.

You've been nice to me and I just want to be nice to you. That's all.

Get out! Get out, do you hear? Before I call my husband.

What good would that do?

You don't want him worrying about things at a time like this, you?

What do you mean?

Suppose the Power & Light Company knew what I know about your husband?

You are wrong, I tell you. Wrong.

Now go away please, and leave us alone. Take it easy.

I ain't the kind of a guy that asks much to keep his mouth shut, Mrs Marshall.

We're not the Marshalls, I tell you.

Now ain't that silly.

Wrecking your husband's whole career just for a couple of bucks.

What do you want of us?

There, that's better.

Now we're friends again, huh.

I've always been a gentleman, Mrs Marshall. I ..

I wouldn't like to hurt a lady's feelings.

How much do you want?

Maybe I could cut the price down.

If you and me was to get a little more friendly.

Why, you!

I'll give you your money.

Okay Mrs Marshall, but no need to get so sore about it.

How much do you want?

Not much.

Just enough to ..

Maybe get started in a new business again. That's all.

I'll give you five hundred dollars.

I ain't opening a hot-dog stand. It will take at least $1,000, and that's cheap.

A thousand?

Well, I haven't got it.

Get it!


I have some money, but ..

It's every penny I've saved for my little child's education.

Ah, kids don't need no education these days.

Look at me.

I am.

And I think it's worth a thousand dollars to get rid of you.

Now you understand you're to leave town. You are never to bother us again.

Sure, Mrs Marshall. I ain't no snake.

Just trying to make good. That's all.

Now get out!

Uh ..

Don't try and stop payment on the check. It may not be healthy for your husband.

So long, Mrs Scott.

Anything eventful in your campaign today, darling?

Huh? What did you say?

You are in a thoughtful mood tonight.

Something go wrong at the office?

I needed some cash today. So I sent a check over to the bank.


They said the account was overdrawn.

It must be a mistake.

We have over a thousand dollars in that account.

They're checking. They said they'll let me know tomorrow.

There is no mistake, Ken.


I needed that money.

A thousand dollars? What for?

I can't tell you, Ken.

But Ruth, that was the money we were putting aside for Penny.

I know, Ken. It taken us a long time to save it.

If you need it for something, the least you can do is explain.

Please Ken, don't ask me.

Now Ruth, I've never said no to you on anything before.

Now tell me, why did you take it? I didn't take it.

Well that is, it wasn't for me.

You've got to stop this, Ken.

You must trust me.

Trust you? Of course I trust you.

But why is this a secret?

Why shouldn't I know?

Darling, I've never kept anything from you. You know that.

Please believe that what I did I had to do.

And our happiness means more than the most amount of money we could dream of.

Alright, Ruth.

If that's the way you feel about it.

[ Singing: ] "I've been mopping up the kitchen."

"All the live-long day."

"I've been mopping up the kitchen."

"So the bugs won't come to stay."

Hey, you little monkey. Get out of that mud.

What kind of ocean you think that is?

This is the Atlantic.

I've got the Pacific in the bathtub.

I've got a two-ocean Navy.

It's too bad you ain't a boy, child.

So you could join Uncle Sam's Navy when you grew up.

Why can't I anyhow?

Now, don't you getting technical with your uncle Kit.

Will you open the door please, Kit?

Yes, Mrs Scott. And you stay out of my ocean, too.

Okay, uncle Kit.

Is Mrs Scott home? She's home.

Good morning, Mrs Scott.

Will you go in the other room please, Kit. - Yes, ma'am.

I thought you'd left town.

Well, I ran into a little tough luck, Mrs Scott.

It's going to take more dough than I thought.

You made a bargain. Sure I did.

I stayed away for two weeks, didn't I?

Is it my fault if my business needs more money?

I should have known you'd never stop.

Well we haven't any more money.

Now ain't that too bad.

Now I'll have to sell what I know to Wallace.

No .. you mustn't do that.

Well, what can I do? I got to live, don't I?

Haven't you done enough harm?

You're lucky I'm so soft-hearted.

I was going to knock your husband off for what he'd done to me.

This way.

What's another thousand bucks? Another thousand?

Why, I tell you we haven't got it. Don't put on no act for me.

Oh .. hello, Doc.

Well, your fortunes seem to have changed.

Yeah, and I guess they're going to get even better.

I got a big deal on.

I was just telling Mrs Scott about my good luck.

She's a great little woman, Doc.

I owe all my success to her.

Fine. Fine. Ruth, where is, Kit?

He's in the kitchen, Doctor.

I've got to yank out some tonsils in an hour.

I guess a cup of coffee wouldn't do me any harm.

I'll be back tomorrow for that dough.

See that you get it.


You know this joint is getting to seem just like home.

Uh .. how's about a little drink, Mrs Scott?

The water is in the kitchen.

Water? No.

No. A nice, cold glass of beer.

That would be something.

I think I'll take a look in the icebox.

Why can't I have coffee?

For the same reason I can't have welsh rabbit.

Has a welsh rabbit got long ears too?



What you doing at my cooling system?

Mrs Scott said I'd find a bottle of beer here. - Is that so?

Don't ever let me see the shadow of your hand across my icebox door.

I'll get you the beer, brother.

Join me, Doc? No thanks.

Say, Mr Blake. What sort of business are you in?

Who, me?

Well, I guess you'd call me kind of a contact man.

A contact man? What's that?

Oh I get around and see people.

You know, kinda establish goodwill.

You must have just got the job.


I'm doing alright, too.

Well, I got to be breezing, Doc.

If you ever need any contacts made, look me up.

Thanks. If ever you need your throat cut, look me up.



Well, every man to his own racket, I always say.

So long.

That man sure did get in the money fast.

I don't like him no how.

He doesn't seem to establish the goodwill personality.

What are you going to do with the glass? I'm not quite sure, Kit.

Some people save stamps, some old coins.

Some people save string.

I like to save lives.

My daughter will be home from kindergarten soon, Mr Blake.

I don't want her to see you here. She might say something to my husband.

Your husband won't do nothing.

I've got him right where I want him and you know it.

And since you don't seem to be able to find the dough, maybe he can.

[ Car horn ]

Oh, it's Ken.

Please, please don't let him find you here.

I'll get the money for you some way if you'll just give me time.


I got plenty of time.

Where will I duck? Out the back way. Hurry.

Ruth honey, we got to get out of here. Why Ken? What's the matter?

It's Belden the Springfield detective. He's on my trail.

Darling, we can't just pack up and leave.

We can't let them take us back now, honey. We've got too much at stake.

Alright, whatever you say. Penny will be her in a few minutes.

Fine. Pack some things.

Hello, Marshall.


You two ain't walking out on me.

What are you doing here?

Take it easy, pal. I'm just doing a little collecting from Mrs Marshall.

If you've bothered my wife, I'll kill you.

Don't. He only wants money.

Why, you blackmailing .. Shut up!

You've taken all the money we have.


Listen, Marshall.

You ducked out and left me holding the bag for a five-year rap.

That ought to be worth more than two grand.

It wasn't my fault.

But you didn't get any more time than you should have.

You're a big-shot now, huh? A big editor.

I don't care how big you are. When I say jump through the hoops, you better jump.

Get out of here.

If I do, you're going to wind up in the Pen.

Listen, Marshall. I ain't looking for no trouble.

Why don't you get smart like your wife?

You heard me the first time. Get out of here.


Come here you. Come on.

No! Come here!

Let me go!

Alright, I'm coming out, Coppers.

And Mrs Marshall is coming with me so put them rods away.

What will we do? We can't hurt Ruth.

Here we come!

Hurry, Doctor. Ken's inside. He's been hurt.

We've been looking for you, Marshall.

In fact, you were getting to be the department's problem child.

We wanted to tell you that your name had been cleared.

But you were as scarce as a new automobile tire.

Boy, that's scarce.

How long you known about this?

Just a couple of days.

We picked up Bill Taber one of the three men who framed you that night.

He'd gotten a raw deal from Gaines.

So he signed a confession implicating Gaines and clearing you.

Well, better late than never.

Doc, the luckiest thing to happen to me ..

Was stumbling on your house 5 years ago.

The Doc has been lucky for me, too.

I've been looking for Blake ever since he broke jail last January.

He was making me look like a monkey.

But the fingerprints on that glass did the trick alright.

Will Ken have to go back to Springfield to clear himself?

As soon as he's better.

There's a little matter of an automobile he "borrowed" on the night he escaped.

But don't worry about it. It will just be routine questions.

Oh, I'm going to go, too.

Well good, we'll make it a vacation.

Wonderful. And I can see the new medical center.

Cocktails at Tony's.

I know a gal in Springfield.

And I want to see the zoo. The zoo? Why the zoo?

Because he said that other man made him look like a monkey.

I got to see that.