Wild Boys of the Road

Yes, boys, come in.

- Hey!

Ha-ha-ha.

Whoa, gal, settle back on your shafts.

Hey, well, what are you doing?

Coming up for air.

I never saw such a woman.

Always wanting to kiss.

Slowpoke.

Wait a minute, will you?

I want to talk to Eddie.

Well, hurry up.

What are we gonna do about this?

Why, you egg. You mean to tell me

you haven't raised that dough yet?

I thought I had a job this afternoon

caddying, but I didn't get out.

Listen, I got an extra half.

You can have that.

Where will I get the other quarter?

- I got it.

- What?

Harriet.

- What about her?

- Well, listen.

I can get you in

and it won't cost you a cent.

Hey, Harriet, come here.

- Hi, Joe.

- Hey.

Hey, wait a minute. Stop the shoving.

These three with you?

Yeah. Frank and Tommy's

coming right in.

Okay, boy.

Hi, kiddo.

- Hello, Tom.

- Hello.

- Say, you wanna dance with Harriet?

- I'm sorry.

I got a sweet mama over there waiting for

me, boy, and she a honey. Mm-mm.

Hi, Fred.

Say, you wanna dance with Harriet?

Hello, Joe. Nice crowd, huh?

- Say, do you wanna dance with Harriet?

- Where's your ticket?

Ticket? What ticket?

Listen, boy, don't horse around with me.

Mr. Mackintosh here told me

how you got in.

Say, listen, Joe, have a heart.

I'm broke,

but I'll get the money for you somehow.

I'm sorry, but you know

what we said at class meeting.

Hey, Ralph.

- Oh, now, look, fellows.

- Come on, Ralph. Out with him.

Hey, look!

Don't put me out, Joe.

I'm not dancing, am I?

I only came because

Harriet wanted to come.

She didn't have anyone to bring her.

You're talking to Simon Legree, boy.

Come on, out.

Hey, you eggs, what's the idea?

Don't let them get rough.

Take a poke at somebody.

Now, wait a minute, Eddie.

Don't start a fight here.

He hasn't any ticket.

Okay, if he hasn't got a ticket,

he'll go out.

But he'll walk out, see?

- Harriet, Grace, come on.

What's the matter?

Come on, everyone.

Oh, gee, Eddie, you make me

feel like a heel, spoiling all your fun.

Forget it.

The music wasn't so hot anyway.

It was awful to dance to.

Didn't you think so?

I don't know.

I didn't get a chance to try it.

All I did was lose my hat and coat.

I hid them.

But I'll get them for you tomorrow.

Last one in the bus is a rotten egg.

Hang on, kids. Here comes the anchor.

Oh, heck.

- What's the matter?

- Somebody stole our gas.

- Come on.

- Get out.

Hey, there's one over there.

Aw. That would be like

stealing milk from a baby.

Oh, come on.

Come on, put it in. Well, put it in.

There goes half of it.

Say, where are we going tonight?

I don't know. Maybe we'll go downtown.

Do you feel like eating?

Let's not go downtown, huh, Eddie?

Why not?

Just because.

What's the matter with you lately?

You never wanna go downtown

at night anymore.

How much of that stuff do you want?

You must have nearly two gallons already.

That's enough. Hold it.

Scram.

Oh.

Giddap, Napoleon.

Hold it, you.

She's headed for the barn!

You think your mother will kick?

I don't know. I haven't asked her yet.

Oh, gee whiz.

If we're gonna get married

in three or four years...

...don't you think maybe you ought

to kind of start hinting that we're engaged?

You know, so it won't be so sudden-like?

Uh-huh.

I never saw such a woman.

Always wanting to kiss, kiss, kiss.

- I'm so cold.

- Well, you'd better go in, then.

Harriet, march yourself in this

house right away, young lady.

Darn it all.

My mother will never let me

have any fun.

No, but she's helped me out

a lot of times.

Hey, why didn't you wanna

go downtown tonight?

I don't know.

I guess I was afraid

we might run into my mother.

Your mother? What's the matter?

Didn't she know

you were going out with a girl tonight?

Eddie, if I tell you something, will you

promise me you won't tell anybody?

I won't even open my mouth.

For the past week, we've been getting

our eats from the community chest.

Honest?

Oh, you egg.

Why didn't you tell me

things were that bad?

Gee, I thought your mother got a job.

She worked four days

in the last five months.

Whew.

The tough part is she's got a little money

coming in from a fellow we rent a room to.

It'd be just about enough

to barely keep her.

But with me on her hands...

You listen to me, Tommy.

I'll talk to my dad.

He'll help you and your mother.

You watch and see.

We don't want anybody to know

we're up against it.

Besides, I'm quitting school tomorrow.

Gonna look for a job.

Well, listen, you lug,

will you wait till I talk to my father?

Say, if he could only get me a job

with the cement company...

Why, you dumbbell,

you couldn't lift a bag of cement.

- You couldn't even lift a bag of feathers.

- Who says so?

- I say so.

- You're full of dishwater.

- Who?

- You.

- Why, you...

- Can I lift a bag of cement or not?

Hey, look out.

Well, a miss is as good as a mile.

Boy, you're telling me.

Hey, you scared me.

I thought everybody was in bed.

What are you doing up so late, Dad?

Oh, just checking over a few things.

Say, Ma,

you should have saw Grace tonight.

"Seen Grace. "

You been crying?

Why, no. What would I be crying about?

Say good night to Father and go to bed.

Good night, Edward.

- Good night.

Say, Dad,

could you do something for Tommy?

Tommy who?

Tommy Gordon.

His dad's dead and, well, his mother

hasn't worked in a long time.

- And I thought maybe...

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