The Lawless Page #3

We don't want any trouble here

in the Hollow tonight.

All I need is one.

No strings attached.

Are you just being generous?

Why not? They didn't cost me anything.

Mine didn't either.

Press, too!

What paper?

La Luz... weekly.

I didn't know there was one.

But there's a lot I don't know

about Santa Marta.

I've only been here a month.

Have you had a chance

to relax?

No reason to, until tonight.

Tonight?

Let's say I felt like dancing.

Good evening Miss Garcia.

Even if you find him, he's probably

with another girl.

He is

Then what are we waiting for?

To be introduced?

My name's Larry, Miss Garcia.

Yes, I know.

It's a small town, Mr Wilder.

I work for a newspaper.

Remember?

- He is your friend, isn't he?

- Yes.

He's trying to show me up.

- It isn't impolite to watch, is it?

- No

At the Country Club

they dance outside.

And they turn off the lights and

you can see the river down the hill.

When there's moonlight,

you can see the mountains.

It's very lovely.

Maybe the music's better here.

The music doesn't matter much

if you can see the sky.

Well doesn't that depend on

whom you're dancing with.

Yes... You came alone tonight.

It wouldn't be because you expect

something to happen, would it?

Now why would I expect that?

Coz a lot of people do.

Police down the street...

The mothers and fathers

sitting over there...

Some of the kids themselves

Take those two over there for instance.

A month ago they were trying to knock

each other's teeth out every time they met.

Cigarette?

Not in here.

Each one had a gang.

Eight boys on the block.

Sleepy Hollow... that's OK.

Nothing much to do,

so one gang fought another.

Then the police would come

and haul them off to jail.

Pretty soon people were saying

we were ALL juvenile delinquents.

Sounds like what happens

in every town.

But we're doing something

about it.

The minister... the teachers...

a lot of people in this town

figure that if you got the gangs together

the fighting would stop.

It has.

I'll throw away my pencil.

No, you can do a lot of good with it.

You could tell the people over there to...

well, look across the tracks.

Sleepy Hollow's been here for years...

I've been here a month.

So it's not your worry.

You're looking at a tired man.

I'm a guy who likes small towns.

I was born in one

and I've been going around looking back

and wondering why I ever left it

This town's a lot like

the one I remember.

The trees, the mountains...

a lot of nice people.

Blind to some things...

but who isn't?

So I'm not taking sides, or picking fights,

or telling them what to do.

I'm against grape-leaf hoppers

mama toads and Bang's disease.

Me? I'm for Mothers Day.

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