Golden Boy Page #2
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sparring with the kid.
The next thing he knows,he's on
the floor with his hand cracked.
Why, you...
Hold it.
Where do you come from?
Here.
How old are you?
Twenty-one tomorrow.
Fight much?
Enough.
Where?
Oh, out of town.
You take a chance the day you're born.
Why stop now?
You don't think Roxy Lewis is crazy?
He wouldn't use a boy he don't know.
Talk him into it. He'd sell his heart
not to cancel a bout.
Give him 5 percent of the kid.
He wouldn't take 5.
Give him 10, then.
Okay, Borneo, look him over.
Come on, kid.
Just a second.
I think you'll be surprised, Tom.
You call me Tom again,
and I'll break your neck.
Hello.
Hello, Papa?
This is Joe. Look,
Papa, I'll be late tonight.
Oh, why you must
come home late tonight?
I want you come home
on time tonight.
I got something.
I'm in a rush, Papa.
I'll explain tonight. Goodbye.
Joe, Joe.
A friend of mine stayed
out late at night.
Two days later,
I went to his funeral.
Pneumonia.
Ah!
Joe's young, strong.
Pneumonia. What do you say?
It's all right to stay
out sometime.
Young people must
have a fling around.
But tonight...
Tonight is a special time.
Come on. I'll show you.
Tomorrow Joe's 21 year.
I got a big surprise I'm gonna give
him when he come home tonight.
Say, a surprise is a surprise
an hour later too.
My son, Joe, has
got a big talent.
It's a most wonderful present for
his birthday, what I give him tonight.
Fine, fine, beautiful.
It's a Ruggieri.
How much, if I'm not getting too
personal, did such a violin cost you?
Fifteen hundred dollars.
I wait for this moment many year.
Fifteen hundred dollars?
A sum that staggers the mind.
My friend, does any boy
deserve such a sacrifice?
Deserve?
Joe's practised ten year.
He work hard. He get a scholarship
in the Music Institute.
And this is a gold medal he get.
The best in the city.
Could a boy make a living
playing this instrument
in our competitive
civilisation today?
Why, don't expect for Joe
be millionaire.
Millionaire is no necessary.
Joe love music.
Music, it's a great cheer-up
in the language of all country.
Joe take this violin...
a piece of wood...
and with his two hands...
hands so beautiful...
so fine...
he make music.
How about it, Mr. Bonaparte?
No, Siggie, no.
No what?
No taxicab.
Listen, I'm married
to your daughter, ain't I?
And when you do this little thing,
you do it for her and me together.
A cab and two shifts
is a big source of profit.
I'm married, so you don't
expect me to take the night shift.
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