Boys Town Page #3

in the front seat. I feel safer.

Hold on, boys. Be careful.

- Dave, I'll see you a little later.

- Could you make it a little sooner?

Do you want me to drive, Mr. Morris?

I gave you permission three years ago

for your refuge.

You thought you could do a lot of good.

Well, I have the right to a mistake or two,

haven't I, Bishop?

And now you want to do something

I think is harder to do...

- certainly more unorthodox.

- That's true.

So I'm going to assign you to a parish.

That's good work, and you're a good man.

- Don't make the decision yet, please.

- Why not?

Why, you'd dream the best part

of your life away, if I'd let you.

But I'm not dreaming.

There's one thing I know, I really know.

And that is, that there's no such thing

in the world as a bad boy. I'm sure of that.

Do you realize the fight

you want to take on?

I know that a mother can take a whip

to the toughest boy in the world...

and he forgets it,

because he knows that she loves him.

I know the fight, and I haven't anything

to do it with, except faith.

But...

with your kind permission,

I would rather have it than the parish.

I can't help you.

We have no arrangement

for outside things like this.

But you have my permission.

How are you beginning?

First, I must rent a house.

No doubt, fumigate and launder it.

Bishop, I shall never forget this.

My blessing.

Hello. I thought you got lost.

No. I had a little chat with my bishop.

I rented a house.

- You're renting houses now?

- Yes.

Of course, I have to pay something down,

so I need a little money.

- A little money? Yeah.

- $100.

$100?

What security have you got?

Well, let's see here.

- You want $100 for this?

- Yes.

Look...

you can have any one of those

for 65 cents.

And any one of them is better than yours.

And you want $100.

I need the money very badly.

With merchandise like that,

I need it worse than you do.

Got anything else?

Wait a minute.

- That's a 10-cent toy.

- Yeah, you can have a lot of fun with it.

Not a $100 worth, I can't.

Have you got any other security?

Every boy who becomes a good American

citizen is worth $10,000 to the State.

That's a fact. I have good authority for it.

I'm sorry,

but $100 for a bum watch like this...

and a hunk of tin

with a couple of ball bearings...

All right, Dave.

I don't blame you for turning me down.

Thanks just the same.

I'll try someplace else.

Wait a minute.

Couldn't you make a good American

for $50?

All right, there's your $100.

No. You keep the watch.

I'll keep this.

- I'll redeem that some day with interest.

- Yeah.

Here, sign this.

- No, don't sign it.

- Thanks.

Now, you'd better leave

before I change my mind.

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