The Front Page Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 1974
- 105 min
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through that trap door
you lift your pants leg
and squeeze the bulb. Clever?
You sure come up
with some doozies.
At 7:
00, the guy kicks off,at 7:
03 you're outof the jail yard,
there's an ambulance
waiting for you
with a darkroom
and a typewriter inside.
You take off
with the sirens going.
While you're
batting out the story,
they're developing
the negative.
At 7:
22, the picturegets to the engraver,
and we start
setting up your copy.
At 7:
56,we re-plate the front page.
At 8:
12,and at 8:
47, you're out in the streetwith an extra. How's that?
Walter, you'll either get the
Pulitzer Prize or a year in the clink.
You and me both,
we're in this together.
Now, what I want
is about 1,200 words.
You know,
lots of atmosphere.
With the cold, gray dawn,
and a voice from the death house singing
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,
and the body twisting slowly,
slowly in the wind.
I don't have to tell you.
Anything else?
Yeah. We'll need
some last words from Williams
as he walks up
those 13 steps.
Something with a punch
to it.
If necessary
make 'em up yourself.
Last words?
You want some last words?
I'll give you
some last words. I quit.
A guy about to be hung? No.
He wouldn't say that.
Not Williams, me. I quit.
What?
I'm resigning.
Effective immediately.
It's the Tribune, right?
They've been trying
to steal you for years.
I won't work
for the Tribune...
Damn right.
Nobody walks out on Walter Burns.
...or any newspaper.
Walter, I'm getting married.
Getting married?
What the hell for?
You've already
been married.
Some marriage that was.
I never even got to Niagara Falls
'cause you made me get off the train
That's what makes you
a first-class reporter.
You're always in the right place
at the right time.
But never at home, Walter.
Not for Christmas,
not for our anniversary.
When she was sick
in the hospital and nearly died,
I was stuck in Tennessee
covering that goddamn Monkey Trial.
It's not gonna happen again, Walter.
Not this time.
Okay, Hildy.
You want to take
the plunge again,
all right.
Tell you what we do.
First you cover the hanging,
then you can get married.
Take the
whole weekend off.
Don't come into the office
till Monday.
Monday I'll be
in Philadelphia.
Philadelphia?
We're taking the midnight train,
tomorrow afternoon
we get married
with her family and everything
and everybody.
Monday I start working for her uncle
in the advertising business.
The advertising business?
You heard me. I'm goin' straight.
I'm quittin' this racket.
You mean you're going to be
writing crap like,
"I'd walk a mile for a Camel"
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