Bogie (1980) - full transcript

[growling]

[captivating instrumental
music playing]

[jazz music playing]

[man] That's a coincidence.

I went to Andover too,
and then to Harvard.

Where'd you go
to college, young man?

[Bogart] I didn't.

I got kicked out of Andover,
and joined the Navy.

Hmm.

Well, I was a professor
of oriental history
until the Depression.

Perhaps you haven't heard
the origins of chess
are found in ancient India.



I thought it was invented
by the Greeks.

Well, anyway,
as Euripides might say,

Checkmate.

[chuckles]
That's three in a row.

You're mighty good.

Well, I better be.

This is the first money
I've earned in a long time.

Hey Bogart,
there's a broad
waiting to see you.

-Excuse me.
-Do me a favor.

Will you meet your broad
someplace else, okay?

The broad's my wife, Max.

Oh, sorry.
Eh, a broad's a broad.

Mary, you shouldn't come here.
This is no place for a lady.

[Mary] The hospital called.



They just brought
your father in a while ago.

It's another heart attack.

Bad?

You better hurry.

Here. Here's some money
for a taxi.

No, thanks.
I had a big morning.

A buck and a half.

Would you like me
to come with you?

Say, aren't you reading
for a part this afternoon?

At the Morosco.
But I can postpone it.

It's nothing for you
to do at the hospital.

-And I won't let this
hurt your chances.
-But...

You go to the Morosco,
and give a great reading.

One of us
has to find a job.

Taxi.

Dad?

[groans softly]

Oh, hello, son.

How do you feel?

A little bit tired.

But I'll be all right.

Sure.

You've had these bouts before.

[breathing heavily]

Is, uh... everything
going well with you?

Oh, fine.

Are you in a play?

Yes, a good one.

At the Morosco.

I always had confidence
in you, Humphrey.

Even if your mother, uh... Huh?

I know.

Listen, you always said
you never got
a birthday present

because you were born
on Christmas day.

Well...

I, uh...

I want you to have this.

-Just in case I, uh...
-Tomorrow.

We'll talk about it tomorrow.

No. No, I want you to take it.

And...

Please wear it.

Huh?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

There's nothing better I, uh...

[exhales softly]

-Have you tried radio?
-Every station. No go.

Well, you're not
the only one that's applied.

Say there's
five thousand actors
out of work.

-Yeah.
-Boy, this Depression
is murder.

People can't afford
to go to the theater.

You know what they're doing?
They're reading books.
Can you beat that?

[Bogart chuckles]

-Listen, I heard about
your father. It's too...
-Thanks.

-He left 10,000 dollars
worth of debts.
-Oh.

I have to pay 'em off.

Humphrey,
they're not your debts.

As far as I'm concerned
they are, he'd want me
to pay 'em off.

Good luck.

Jerry...

Anybody in there?

Yeah, Arthur Hopkins
is at the bar.

I'll give it a shot.

[chattering]

Mr. Hopkins?

-Hello.
-Bogart.

-Humphrey Bogart.
-Of course.

Nice to see you, Mr. Bogart.

I was just passing by,
and I, well, I checked
with the Shuberts today

and their schedule's
rather small for this year.

So I was wondering
if you had something
I might try out for.

I'm only doing
one show this season.

There's just one part
for a juvenile

and I'm afraid
that's been set.

Mr. Hopkins, I'm 34 years old.

I can't go on playing
juveniles much more.

There are a lot of roles
I could handle.

I'm sure you can.

Uh, would you care
for a drink?

No. No, thanks.

Uh, I'm meeting Al Lewis
around the corner
at the Astro Bar.

He and Max Gordon
have a comedy coming up
and they want to talk to me.

I wish you well, Mr. Bogart.

Thank you.

[man] Who's next?

[man 2] Humphrey Bogart.

Number of plays,
few pictures in Hollywood
in small roles.

Contract dropped by Fox.

Oh, I know this fellow.

He's anyone for tennis type,
but to play Duke Mantee.

Hell, he's supposed
to be Dillinger.

Bob, just a few lines.

Leslie, you don't mind?

No, no, not at all.

I certainly don't want to hurt
an actor's ego.

All right.

[man] Bogart.

Now we'll see
some real killing, won't we?

Cops ain't likely
to catch up with us tonight.

So we can all be peaceable
and have a few beers together.

Listen to the music.

Don't anyone make
any wrong moves.

Because ol' Ruby there
with the machine gun,

he's pretty nervous and jumpy,
and he's got the itch
between his fingers.

So let's everybody stay
where they are.

-[man] Now, hold on...
-Shut up and sit down!

Don't anybody try that again.

Just keep in mind
that I and the boys,
are candidates for hanging.

And if anybody
makes a wrong move...

I'll kill
the whole lot of you.

Thank you, Mr. Bogart.

That will do very nicely.

Mr. Bogart,
where did you get
that superb voice?

Drinking whiskey,
I suppose.

[chuckles softly]
Thank you, Humphrey.
We'll be in touch.

Uh, I could wear my lifts
to make me taller,

and mush my hair up.

That'll be fine.

Just fine.

Thank you.

-Well?
-That's our man. He's perfect.

That rough quality
in his diction,
very individual.

He's better than
I thought he'd ever be.

-But I wonder if...
-Bob, I want this man.

We're total opposites
in the play.

Why, his voice and mine,
they're natural enemies.

I'll work with him
on the part.

[crowd clapping]

[knock on door]

-Five minutes to curtain.
-They make you
the stage manager?

I thought you'd like to know
Jack Warner bought
the play today for film.

-I'm to do the lead.
-That's wonderful.
Congratulations.

And you're going to play
Duke Mantee.

They'll never take me, Leslie.
It's too important a part.

Besides, I've been out there.
And I'm not much
for the screen.

I'm not a... personality.

Now, you listen to me, Mr. B.

If you're not in it,
I'm not in it.

And that's a promise.

I can't let you put yourself
out on a limb like that.

Rubbish.
Couldn't play this part
with anyone else.

You do more by doing less
than any actor I ever saw.

Can I offer
a grain of advice?

This time
when you're in Hollywood,
take the offensive.

Those bigwigs can be
demoralized by someone

who throws
the meat on the floor.

See you in Hollywood.

[pensive music playing]

[Warner] Whose studio
is this anyway?
Yours or mine?

[Bogart] Yours, Mr. Warner.

[Warner] Right.
No one's gonna tell me
how to run my studio

or who's gonna be
in my pictures.

I'm sorry, Mr. Warner.

The way I see it,
a deal is a deal.

And the way I see it,

I'm president
of Warner Brothers,
and Edward G. Robinson

is going to play the desperado
in The Petrified Forest,
no matter what this says.

If you don't mind
my asking, what is that?

Oh, Bogart.

I've been known
to make a bad joke now again.

But I am no damn fool.

You know what this is.

It's a cable from Scotland.
From Leslie Howard.

And stop acting innocent
because you obviously
put him up to it.

Does it say "No Bogart,
no Howard"?

Yeah.

Now, you cable him back.
Tell him
you don't want the part.

Oh, I couldn't do that,
Mr. Warner.
He's a friend of mine.

I wouldn't want
to frustrate him.

Besides, Duke Mantee
isn't just a desperado.

Oh? [scoffs]
What is he? A hairdresser?

[laughs smugly]

No. He's malevolence.

He's what?

Mr. Warner, do you know
what The Petrified Forest
is all about?

Well, I bought it, didn't I?
It's about this bum
who's on the lam.

He lies low in this
cheap restaurant and holds
some people hostage.

Yeah, and it's also about
the quintessence
of malevolent power

pitted against the illusions
of civilized society.

You're pretty confident,
aren't ya?

[exhales]

You have to be confident
to play Duke Mantee
as well as I do.

[soft music playing]

I passed the theater
where The Petrified Forest
is playing.

There was a line
around the block, Mr. Bogart.

I haven't seen your wife
for quite a while.

Neither have I.

She go back to New York again?

She keeps going back and forth
looking for a good play.

I'm going to have to ask
the Super Chief for a discount.

Here's to rejection, Huey.

You want another drink,
Mr. Bogart?

Why not?

You know, I don't trust
anyone who doesn't drink.

If you drink,
you live longer. Huey...

the whole world
is three drinks behind.

If everybody in the world
would take three drinks...
there'd be no trouble.

[girls screaming]

[banging]

My car has never had
a scratch on it.

You're gonna pay for this.

Glad to. Give me your address,

and I'll mail you
a cup of black paint
in the morning.

Wait a minute,
I know who you are.

You're that, uh,
that actor gangster.

That's right.

I'm Humphrey Bogart,
the killer.

Hey, look,
you better not
lay a hand on me.

[stuttering]
My father is a judge.
I'll have your license revoked.

Good.

I need to walk more anyway.

Probably don't even
have insurance.

Junior...

I don't like your attitude
or your jaw.

It's under slung.

I think
I'll reconstruct it
for you.

[clamoring]

[chuckles] He's a giant.
He could've clobbered you.

Oh, sure.

But after we tossed a few more
insults back and forth,

I succeeded in getting
five or six of the crowd
to hold me back.

Well, keep playing
the tough guy image.

Fans are starting to write in,
and the press loves it.

Well, I get a boot out of it,
a man's got to have
some kind of fun.

[jazz music playing]

Thanks.

Say, pal...

How does
a guy have any fun
at a party like this?

You don't.

You don't even get any tips.

[chuckles]

[whispers] Bogie. Bogie.

The Oscar for
the most beautiful woman
in the room, Mayo Methot.

[gasps] Oh, thank you.

[giggling]

Thank you. Oh!

Well, I would like
to thank everybody
who made it possible for me.

My mother, my father.

My dentist who straightened
my teeth when I was seven.

My ophthalmologist
who straightened my eyes
when I was 12.

And my gynecologist
who...

-[scattered laughter]
-Oops.

[Mayo chuckling]

Oh, I shall cherish it always.

[all applauding]

Oh, uh, Mr. Randolph,
I would like you to meet
Mr. Bogart.

How do you do?

[Bogart sighs]

I've known Mayo since we worked
in Marked Womantogether.

Oh?

We met only a few days ago.

Did you find her, sort of,

well, unpredictable?

Yeah, that's what
I like about her.

She doesn't telegraph
her shots.

-[Mayo] Sit down, honey.
-Oh...

Well... Humphrey.

Mayo, you haven't
aged an inch.

[chuckles softly] Thank you.

-How's your wife?
-Mary?

New York. Broadway.

She's wedded to the theater.

Can't live without
those curtain calls.

Mary...
she's getting a divorce.

Mayo, you were on
the stage once, weren't you?

What?

Oh, yeah. Um, well...

Bogie and I are having
a little reunion here.

So, would you just mind go
and read a book or take a nap
or something?

I mean,
I'm a two-time loser myself,
you know.

My divorce is in process.

You know the grounds?
Brutality.

Oh.

Lacerations, and a broken nose,
broken into two places.

It's a fine nose.

Whoever fixed it
did a fine job.

His nose! He's the one
who's getting a divorce.

[laughs]

I did slug him awful hard.

[both laugh]

Uh, excuse me.

I didn't mean to be impolite.

I've had enough of this.
Come on, I'm taking you home.

What're you talking about?
I don't wanna go home.

Come on!

[object clattering]

Oh! Now, look what...

Well, are you just...

I'll buy you another one.

Come on!

[grunts]

[laughs]

♪ Embrace me
My sweet embrace ♪

Come on, sluggy.

-Let's dance.
-Oh, I love that song.

Does something to me.

Makes me feel like
making love.

Fightin'.

I don't mind making
a fool of myself, but I mean,
I feel sorry for you.

Oh, my lady, you're talking
about the best damn night
I've had in months.

I oughta be able
to handle the juice better.

Learn not to cross the line.

That's what I do.

I don't know if I can.

This town... [mumbles]

just can't seem to lick it.

You're not the only one.

After I finished
The Petrified Forest,

I thought I'd shoot
straight to the top.

I seemed to be
stalled dead center.

All they do is slot me
as the heavy
picture after picture.

Well, at least you're working.

That's a step or two
up from me.

But you are good, Bogie.

Really good.

Thanks.

-So are you.
-Oh, I don't know.

My career is on
a very low burner.

I'm down to playing
waitresses and hookers.

They don't appreciate you.

You were terrific
in Marked Woman.

Your technique and emotion...

You're overloaded
with sex appeal.

[slow instrumental
music playing]

Thanks.

I needed that.

You are the sweetest,
dearest guy.

Come on. I'll take you home.

If I know
what's on your mind, Bogie...

Stay away.

I don't want to hurt you.

And I can be bad business.

I think a night cap
at your place is in the cards.

[Bogart] We've had her
six months, first time
she hasn't started.

[Mayo] How about letting me
tinker with that engine now.

[Bogart] Mayo, I've been
around boats all my life.

-Did you check the coil?
-It's not the coil.

Now that's the first thing
you gotta do,
is check the coil.

My father told me that
and he's the--

Finest sea captain
on the Orient Run.

You've told me that
a half dozen times.

I did?

[chuckles]

Bogie.

Just relax.

Check the coil.

All right, all right.

Never let it be said...

[sighs]

Turn it over.

[engine starts]

[engine whirring]

All right, that's it.

It's all over. It's finished.

I won't stay shacked up
with a girl who knows
more about boats than I do.

Oh, sweetheart, forgive me.

I never would have said
anything if I'd known you were
going to get so upset.

Oh, Bogie, it's colossal
being shacked up with you.

I mean, it's heaven.
We have such great times.

Even when we...
Even when we fight!

Hold it.

What I meant to say was
the shacking up is over.

It's time for the big step.

Let's get married, Mayo.
What do you say?

Oh, Bogie! I love you!

I love you!

I love you!

Why did you scare me
like that?

I just wanted to see
how you'd react.

Damn you, Bogart!

-Don't you ever do that to me!
-Mayo, Mayo, Mayo...

[Mayo]
I'll kill you! I'll kill you!

[grunting]

-Hello, folks.
-Bogie, darling, how are ya?

Hi, Bogie.

-Come on in.
-Thank you.

Are we early?

-You said six o'clock.
-You're right on time.

[gunshot]

What's that?

Check your watches.
There should be another
in two or three minutes.

Mayo and I are having
a little spat.

[gunshot]

I'll disarm her.

Mayo!

Mayo, open the door!

Keep outta here.

[gunshot]

[Bogart] Open the damn door
or I'm going to break it in.

[Mayo] You rotten little
ham actor.

You just happened
to make it big.

[gunshot]

Get out of here
or I'll plug you.

[Bogart]
Pat and Zelma are here.

Did you forget?
We asked them for dinner?

No.

Did you forget
we were having a fight?

No!

But for the life of me...

I can't remember
what it was about.

Me either.

[laughs]

[both laugh]

Would you call that
living dangerously?

No, no.

They're a typical average,
sedate, sober
married couple.

Sorry, folks,
Mayo got tankin' drunk.

No harm done.

Let's have a drink.

Maybe I'm meddling,
but after all almost
three years of this,

how can you stand it?

Can't you two find
some way to get on
a little more peacefully?

We have no illusions
about each other, Pat.

Marriage is no good
with illusions.

Sluggy loves a fight,
and I have to be a good husband
and go along with it.

Well, that's a funny formula
to make your bed of roses.

Yes, I got good with that.

Well, anyway,
you're going to have
to get a new door.

[laughs]

Come with me.

We need a new door
at least once a month.

The studio carpenter
makes 'em for me wholesale.

-[all chuckling]
-Bogie.

Carousing,
raising hell in bars.

Your wife setting fire
to your house.

Give Mayo my love,
by the way.
Fighting in restaurants.

Oh, listen, Jack, I've got
two rules about that.

First, always get near
a big head waiter
so he'll stop the fight.

Second, and equally important,
never step outside.

So don't worry,
I won't get a broken nose.

Uh, well, what if you did?

Nothing could happen
to that face
that would hurt it a bit.

Good joke, Jack.

Yeah, but this isn't.
Calling me a creep
in this interview.

How dare you? The dictionary
says a creep is a loathsome,
crawling creature...

That's when
you spell it with a C,
I spell it with a K.

Oh, very funny.

Who's making
the bad jokes now?

If I offended you, I apologize.

You know, I believe
you sometimes pull stunts

just so you can apologize to me
afterwards.

Calm down, Jack,
I've got some news for you.

Have you read
this masterpiece
you cast me in?

Yes. I glanced through it
carefully.

Since Petrified Forest,
I've done 29 pictures for you.

Mostly playing gangsters.

Here's another one.

I've been electrocuted,
hanged and shot.

I wear the same suit
and I say the same lines.

"Put your hands up."

"Get up there
against the wall."

"Don't move or I'll shoot."

I never play the romantic par.

I never get the girl.

Get the girl?
Well, you're not the type.

To be a leading man,
you've got to be able
to carry a picture.

Well, I carried High Sierra,
didn't I?

I played the lead in that.

No, that was a gangster.

You'll never be
a Robert Taylor
or a Tyrone Power.

Ask any producer, director
on the lot.

Yeah. Well, some of them
could fit very nicely
under a horse's tail.

Anyway, this one's out.

I've got enough money
in my WBSF.

What's that?

Warner Brothers
suspension fund.

-Oh.
-[intercom beeping]

Oh, I've got enough trouble
with Bette Davis
without any of your nonsense.

Actors like you trying
to run the studios,
expecting to be stars...

-[intercom beeps]
-...in only four or five years.

Yes.

Well, you can tell
George Raft...

Never mind.

All right,
let's forget this script.

I've got a picture for you.

You don't get the gal,
but it's a lead
and it's not a gangster.

Who turned it down before Raft?

Cagney or Robinson?

Uh, both.

[scoffs]

-Why?
-Oh, the director.

He's an unknown.

Who is it?

Walter Huston's kid, John.

He wants to be a director.

[sighs]

What's it called?

Uh... let's see.

Titles got some "bird" in it.

[crowd clapping]

[Bogart]
I believe in speaking my mind.

I don't believe
in hiding anything.

Of course, that gets me
into a lot of trouble.

[crowd laughs]

If I want to make
a jackass out of myself,

it's my business,
don't you think?

[crowd clapping]

Nobody likes me on sight.

I suppose that's why
I've always played the heavy.

It must be something
about the tone of my voice,

or this mug of mine
that antagonizes everybody.

I can't even get in to
a mild discussion

without it turning
into a violent argument.

And if I try to be polite,
you can hear it for 40 miles.

[crowd laughs]

If I open a door for a lady,
my arm gets in the way.

So she has to duck under it
or get hit in the nose.

[crowd laughs and claps]

[jazz music playing]

You didn't say anything
that's so funny
or clever tonight.

But the audience went off
its trolley over you.

Why?

Why do they like you so much,
huh?

Because you're so damn cool?

Maybe. Maybe it's because
I make my own rules.

Stick to them.

Maybe it's because...
you got something
that nobody can buy.

Or learn.

You've got to be born with it.

Class.

[Leonard] Good evening.

Hi, Lenny.

-Mayo, say hello
to Leonard Lyons.
-Hello, Leonard.

Mrs. Bogart.

Sit down, Leonard.

-What's happening tonight?
-The city is dead tonight.

I've covered 21, Stork,
half a dozen other places.
Not a single item.

How are the battling Bogarts?

Well, write down
that the former actress
Mayo Methot

was out on the town

and tell 'em that
she gave it all up for Bogart.

Nobody pays any attention
to me anymore.

I wouldn't say that.

I mean, I don't like
being left out, you know.
I'm only human.

Oh, damn it, I forgot.

Leonard, Mayo's human.

Why you always
needle me so much?

'Cause I just love
to watch you blow up.

-[gasping]
-[guests exclaiming]

Are you trying to prove
you're a tough guy?

My wife threw it.

She likes to express herself.
But we both apologize.

Waiter, bring this gentleman
a magnum of champagne
and put it on my bill.

Tough guy.

I hear you don't sign
autographs for kids.

You brush 'em off
to prove how tough you are.

Sluggy, I think it's time
for us to get started
back to the hotel.

You're as tough
as a Kewpie doll.

[both grunting]

He can't do that!

[man screaming]

[Mayo] I'll kill you!

She's even tougher than Bogart.

[all laughing]

Mayo, you've won.
You've won, darling.

[breathing heavily]

She's magnificent.

I never go anywhere with her.

[all laughing and cheering]

Women in this country
are crazy.

Fan mail high as a giraffe.

You know what they're saying?

You've got sex appeal.

Maybe they know
something you don't, Jack.

-Okay.
-[Bogart chuckling]

Hal Wallis wants you
for the romantic lead
in this.

I won't say no to him.

I'm making 50 pictures
this year, so I suppose
one of them could be a dog.

That big, Swede,
Ingrid Bergman,

she's playing the girl,
so you'll need a stepladder
to come up to her shoulders.

["As Time Goes By"
piano music playing]

-[woman] Morning, Mr. Hawks.
-Morning.

Far as I know,
you're the only guy who ever
parlayed a trench coat

and a sinister expression
into a huge career.

How's it feel to be king
of the 1-11?

"My kingdom stands
on brittle glass."
That's Shakespeare, Howard.

Oh yeah, I've heard of him.

By the way,
how's your schedule?

I'm preparing
the Hemingway picture.

I'd like to start
directing it next spring.

That should work out.

Mayo and I are taking
a USO tour
for a couple of months

to Italy and Africa.
We'll be back by then.

-How is Mayo?
-Stone drunk every night.

You bear with it pretty well.

I don't know, Howard,
it's getting sticky.

Oh, by the way,
who's playing the girl
in the picture?

Well, actually, I'm working
with a new girl.

I'd like to make her part
as insolent
as you sometimes are.

Fat chance, Howard.

-What's her name?
-Wouldn't mean anything to you.
She's a model.

My wife saw her picture
on the cover of
a fashion magazine.

Oh, wait a minute, Howard.

-I have approval of my--
-Yeah, I know.

Just have a look.

[Howard] Well?

She's a very long girl.

Well, not bad
for a first reading.

Let's go back to the page 50.
I want to try that scene again.

Just Bogie and Betty.

Okay, Betty.

"Oh, I forgot.

"You wouldn't take
anything from anybody,
would you?"

"That's right."

"You know, Steve,
you're not very hard
to figure.

"Only at times.

"Sometimes, I know exactly
what you're gonna say.
Most of the times.

"The other times...
the other times,
you're just a stinker."

Sits on his lap
and kisses him.

Oh, and, Bogie,
when we shoot this, there'll be
very little reaction from you.

All right, kiss is over.

What'd you do that for?

I was wondering
whether I'd like it.

What's the decision?

I don't know yet...

[Howard] She kisses him again.

This time Steve
puts his arms around her
and returns the kiss.

All right.
The passionate kiss is over.

It's even better when you help.

Let's turn to Page 52.

Betty, I just want
Marie's last speech.

"You know, you don't have
to act with me, Steve.

"You don't have
to say anything.

"You don't have to do anything.

"Not a thing.

"Oh, maybe just whistle.

"You know how to whistle,
don't you, Steve?

"You just put
your lips together and blow."

[Howard] Hold it, Betty.

Let me see that look again.

And, uh, Bogie when you get it,

I want a reaction.
Very small, but very definite.

Huh?

Dialogue's even better
when they're not talking.

[all laughing]

[buzzing]

[Bogart]
Relax, long girl.

Sorry. I'm so nervous,
they can hear my knees shaking
in Boston.

Umpteen takes and I can't
catch the damn matchbox,
and I probably never will.

It's nothing. I did something
much more serious
on my first picture.

It took them an hour
to get me a new pair of pants.

Oh, here.

I've been wrong.
It's my fault.

I have been
throwing the matchbox
too low all this time.

Come on, let's go back
and show them the right way
to throw a matchbox.

You're very transparent,
Mr. Bogart.

And very sweet.

Say... do your eyes bother you?

-No, why?
-They bother me.

Argh... [giggles]

[Bogart]
Beautiful day, isn't it?

[Betty] Beautiful.

Actually, it's a beautiful day
for the race.

-What race?
-Human race.

[chuckling] Oh, God.

[screaming]

[laughing] Bogie.

You.

Essentially, man to woman,

I don't consider
the fact you're only 19
means very much.

I was once out of my head
with a girl of 14.

-Fourteen?
-Yeah.

Of course. I was 15.

-Oh.
-[Bogart laughs]

Her name was Pickles, see.

-My first date.
-[man] Mr. Bogart.

Yeah?

Your wife's on the phone.

How many times
that make today?

Same condition?

Tell her I...

Tell her I, uh, drank
a glass of formaldehyde
thinking it was gin.

And they're pumping me out
right now.

[slow instrumental
music playing]

Bogie.

If anybody ever gets
a picture of us here,

it'll be in every paper
in the country.

A kiss in my family
was an event.

My folks didn't gush over me.

My mother hated sentiment.

If I'd ever sent her
a Mother's Day wire
or said it with flowers,

she'd have returned the wire
or the flowers.

Collect.

You know,
there's something about you.

What?

A fly.

[both laugh]

-[Bogart] Lunch.
-[Betty] Coming.

-Going to lakeside?
-Why not?

What're you doing?

Bogie, Bogie!

Bogie, That's not funny. Bogie!

[Mayo] Oh, hi, lover boy.

How you doing
with your daughter?

I'm gonna come down
and visit the set,

and go up on the catwalk
and drop a lamp on her.

Please, Mayo, I'm very tired,
and I'm feeling low today,

so I just as soon not argue.

Low. You feeling low?

Come home and you see me
and it makes you feel low, huh?

Get it, world! Flash.

The great Humphrey Bogart,

big Warner Bros. star
is feeling low today.

And what about the other night?

Said that you were out
with the cast.

Is that what they call her?
The cast?

I'll put her in a cast.

Gave up
my whole career for you.

You never even got me one part.

Not one little part.

Stand up, Mayo.

Now, walk straight ahead.

The only part that woman
in the mirror could play

is a dipsomaniac.

Damn you!

Don't throw it
because I'm not throwing
anything back.

That jazz is over.

You used to be fun.

After six years,
it's no fun.

You're sick. Mayo.

Listen...

About half dozen of our friends
have been to AA
and come out like new.

I told you a hundred times
I'm not an alcoholic.

See a psychiatrist.

[Mayo] I don't want to see
a psychiatrist!

Everyone needs a psychiatrist.

Psychiatrists
need psychiatrists.

I gave up
my career for you.

You turned me into
a once-was.

Nobody could make me
as mad as you
except my mother.

-Your mother?
-Yes, my mother!

And all your wives
are older than you,
or almost.

Maybe that's why
you want Bacall, huh?

Get rid of the older broads.

-Get rid of your mother!
-[Mayo screams]

[grunts]

[exhales]

It's the only time
you ever hit me first.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I...

I want a divorce.

I'll give you
anything you want.

No.

No divorce.

All I want is you.

See a doctor, Mayo.

I'm moving out
tomorrow morning.

No divorce!

[slow instrumental
music playing]

Whether it turns out
good or bad,

it's the best picture
I ever made.

I know. I almost cried
at the set party.
I didn't want it to be over.

Yeah.

I know you'll never say it,
but I will.

I love you, Bogie.

[chuckles] Well,
you'll appreciate it
when I'm 65, and you'll be--

I'll age rapidly.

It's important
to be in love, Betty,

it's comforting.

It's the one emotion
that relieves the condition
we all have...

loneliness.

You're a fraud, Mr. Bogart.

Underneath that cynical front,
you're a gentle, sensitive man.

Just because I happen
to love you.

You said it.

It took a hell of an effort.

I don't mind going on
the way we are.

Sooner or later,
Mayo will have to give in.

I hope so.

I want to have children
while I'm still young.

Oh.

There was a time
I--I wanted to have a family.

I'd make a rotten father now.

I'd be lousy with kids.

Wouldn't I?

After five or six...

You'd be just fine.

[Pat] Hey, get this line
from The Hollywood Reporter.

"Miss Bacall does not walk.

"She romps away
with the have and have-nots.

[all laughing]

[Zelma] So, get a load of this
in the LA Times.

"She is willowy as a reed,
ever persuasive
in the torrid scene."

Winchell calls her
the "Bacall of the wild."

-Ooh.
-Listen to what the Timessays.

"Lauren Bacall
has cinema personality
to burn."

Ah.

"Humphrey Bogart
turns in an etch portrait
of Nietzsche in dungarees."

"Nietzsche in dungarees"?
I'm going to sue them.

"She has
a javelin-like vitality."

"Javelin-like vitality."

"She growls the shady song
more suggestively than anyone
since Mae West."

The critics are incredible.
They're stupendous.

[Zelma] They're so perceptive.

Now, if she doesn't come down
to Earth, someone like me,
is going to tell them that

that was a professional singer
and not Betty doing that song.

That is a miserable lie.

Somebody made up
that story, and I wouldn't be
at all surprised--

-Mr. Bogart?
-Yes?

Telephone from Los Angeles.

They said it was
an emergency.

I had to say emergency Bogie
because I knew that

you wouldn't talk to me
otherwise.

No, please, Bogie.
Don't hang up.

I've been to see
a psychiatrist.

And I'm down to
two drinks a day. I swear.

One in the morning
to get my eyes open,

and one when I go to bed
at night so that I can sleep.

I've had a manicure
and my hair done.

We've had
so many good times, darling.

-Mayo, listen.
-Say a few kind words
to me, Bogie.

Just a few kind words.

The doctor said
that would help.

-Mayo--
- Give me a another chance,
Bogie.

Come home.

Come back, please.

I'm taking vitamins.
I'll do anything, Bogie.

I'll become a democrat
if you want me to.

I'll even vote for Truman.

Mayo.

He says I need help.

[stammering]

I might do something
really violent.

I might, I might even...
[crying]

Mayo.

Mayo?

[receiver clicks]

[crying]

[line disconnects]

Pat, would you and Zelma
clear out, please?

Anything bad?

I just want to talk
to Betty alone.

Sure. Come on.

I could go into a little of it,
or a lot of it.

Go into the end of it.

I'm going back to her.

She thinks I can help her.

I owe her that. Maybe more.

It's a marriage, Betty.
It's my responsibility.

Do I have to say anything?

No, but I do.

[sighs]

I'll never get over you.

Bogie.

Would you mind
not reading for a minute?

Remember that night
on the USO tour?

When I locked you
in the barracks and you started
trying to break the door down?

Yeah.

You remember that colonel
you insulted?

[Bogart] I remember.

And the next day,
the Army made you apologize.

Remember what you said?

Yeah.

I told them, uh, I was sorry,

that I didn't mean
to insult the uniform.

I only meant to insult him.

[laughs]

That's so funny.

Thing I remember
most about that trip...

Was all those boys
in those hospitals.

Is that what
being back with me
reminds you of?

Someone wounded?

No, honey.

I know it's tough.

Just take it easy.

-Had a good trip?
-[Bogart] Great.

Cut the engine, Mayo.

[Pat] That's Santana.

-That's Dick Powell's yacht.
-[Bogart] I know.

The day he wants
to sell her, that's the day
I'm gonna buy her.

It's kind of
a dream of mine, Pat.

I wish you luck.

[both laugh]

What's that?

[Bogart]
Orange juice.

-Yuck.
-Drink it and shut up.

Thanks, Bogie.

-Did my car
come back, Zelma?
-Mmm.

I'm sorry, Bogie.
The repair shop called.
It isn't ready.

Damn it!

Mayo's got a 9:00 a.m.
appointment.

No, I don't.
So, it's all right.

We can sleep here.

I canceled it.

I canceled all of them.

That doctor gets me
so riled up.

Anyway, he made a pass at me.

I got to go to the head.

I hear you took
another suspension.

[Bogart]
Yeah. Lousy picture.

You did the right thing.

I don't know.
If I stay away too long,

maybe one day
there won't be any work.

Oh, for heaven's sakes.
There'll always be work
for you, Bogie.

You're a star.

You're not a star
until they know how to spell
your name in Karachi.

[all laughing]

Oh, you're all
talking about me, huh?

I knew the minute
I left the room, you'd all
start picking me apart.

No, no, we weren't, Mayo.
We were discussing that--

When was the last time
you had a glass of scotch
thrown in your face?

Put the damn drink down, Mayo.

Cocktail hour is over, folks.

[Mayo humming]

[Mayo] Bogie.

Bogie, where are you?

Too good
to sleep inside now, huh?

You can't treat me that way.

Cockroaches!

All of them. Cockroaches.

You too, Bogie.

I am not a schizo--

Schizoid.

One stick of spearmint
and you can't even tell
I've been drinking.

♪ Embrace me
My sweet embrace- ♪

♪ able you

Bogie why don't you ever
drink with me anymore?

Bogie, wake up
and have a drink.
Don't be such a cockroach!

-[Bogart] Shut up!
-[Mayo screams]

-Get below and pass out.
-[Mayo screams]

[Bogart] Shut up!

Pass out before
I knock you out.

[breathing heavily]

You wanna fight, huh?

You still a tough guy, huh?

[sinister music playing]

Okay.

I'll show you.

I'll show you.

[screams]

[Bogart grunting in pain]

[Mayo]
Bogie, are you all right?

I didn't know
what I was doing, Bogie.

Talk to me.

[Pat] What happened?

Never mind that.
Just take a look at my back.

-I'll get a doctor.
-No, just patch me up.

-I've got to get out here.
-Don't be a fool, Bogie.
This is a serious cut.

-Please.
-Bogie, I'm...

Zelma, get
the first aid kit, will you?

Right.

[Mayo] Bogie, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean
to hurt you.

I didn't know what I was doing.

Keep away from me.

Oh, please forgive me, Bogie.

I didn't know what I was doing.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

I love you, Bogie.
Please forgive me.

Stop it, Mayo!
It had to come to this.

[Mayo crying]

One of us trying
to kill the other,

any more, one of us will.

-I'm through, for keeps.
-No!

[screams] No!

No!

[Mayo crying]

It's over, Bogie.

I know it. Please forgive me.

You can have
your divorce but just...

please forgive me.

You wanna light, big boy?

I came as soon as you called.

God, how I need you.

[Bogart]
Isn't she a beauty?

I never thought Dick Powell
would let her go.

But she's mine now.

[Betty] Sure cost you enough.

[Bogart]
I'd have paid double for her.
Don't ever tell him that.

-[Betty laughing]
-Pete, meet Mrs. Bogart.

[Betty] Hello, Pete.

[Pete] Real glad
to meet you, ma'am.

-And welcome aboard.
-Thank you.

[Bogart] Pete's second
in command.

Caretaker and the keeper
of the bottles. Come on,
I'll show you around.

[captivating instrumental
music playing]

Oh, look at him.

He's the handsomest ugly man
you've ever seen.

I think your best pictures
are The Maltese Falcon
and Casablanca,Bogie.

But what are your favorites?

That's easy.

Those two big ones, of course.

The two I did with Betty.
To Have and Have Not
and The Big Sleep.

Oh, and also add
Action in the North Atlantic.

I like working
with Raymond Massey.

Oh, that's one of those
they say had
Communist propaganda in it.

[scoffs]
You don't believe that,
Louella.

One doesn't know
what to believe these days.

It's about as communistic
as Up in Mabel's Room.

[laughing]

I understand the two of you
are flying to Washington

to defend
the unfriendly ten.
Those Reds.

We're not going there
to defend the Communists.
We're going there to give hell

to the Un-American
Activities Committee.

They're raping
the Bill of Rights,
Louella.

I believe a person's religion
or politics
is his own business.

You two really do
stick together.

That's only because
we're crazy about each other.

And lots of people thought
this wouldn't last out a year.

Stanislaus?

Stanley... Steven.

[car honks]

Hello, darling.

-How'd it go today?
-Fine. Fine.

Any news?
I called you from the set.
Couldn't get you.

What'd the doctor say?

He said, "Yes."

Sure?

Sure. We're going
to have a baby.

[cutlery clattering]

You didn't like your chop,
Mr. Bogart?

Sure I did, May.
I just wasn't hungry,
that's all.

-Finished?
-Mm-hmm.

Those lamb chops
were like leather.

May must be getting old.

It has nothing to do
with her age.

Oh, yeah?
She's almost as old as I am.
And I'm 49.

It has to do with the stove.
I've told you.

What's the matter with stove?

It's no good.

We need
a stainless steel stove.

-Stainless steel?
-Yes.

It makes
the food taste better.
It's easier to clean.

And it looks a hell of
a lot better in the kitchen.

Uh-huh.

I see it coming.

Your little art
of misdirection.

First, a new stove.

Then the kitchen
isn't big enough for the stove,

and we don't have
enough closet space.

My guess is
what you're driving at
is a new house.

Well, there's nothing wrong
with a new house either,
now that you brought it up.

I brought it up?

You brought it up!

Well, I don't want a new house.

I want to go on living
under my income.

And you were brought up
in a crowded New York apartment

with two rooms and a bath,
and there is nothing
wrong with you.

Bogie, darling.

This child isn't going
to come between us.

It's just going to
make things even better.

And even though it only happens
once in a while,

we're gonna live
happily ever after.

[woman over P.A.] Dr. Wilson,
Dr. Wilson, please.

[slow instrumental
music playing]

[woman] Dr. Gardner,
Dr. Gardner, please.

Mr. Bogart?

Yes?

[nurse] You have a little boy.

Little boy?

He's your son, Mr. Bogart.

[chuckles softly] Oh. Yeah.

See this, Steve?

They gave it to me last night.

I'm very proud of it.

He's called Oscar.
Here, hold it.

Ow!

[laughs]

That's not funny, Steve.

[giggles]

Go to your room.

No.

I said go to your room!

[Steve cries]

[door closes]

Not the way to handle it, huh?

[clicks tongue]

When you tuck him in tonight,
tell him you love him
very much.

I don't know how to say,
"I love you very much"
to a child.

My folks never said it to me.

Well, don't make
the same mistake.

You only get from children
as much love as you give them.

I knew I was
too damned old
to be a father.

Really?

Well, mister,
have I got news for you.

[chuckles softly]

[laughs heartily]

I shall not favor
reducing taxes

until we are getting
in a dollar to cover
every dollar we spend.

And I'll bank on
the American people

even in an election year,

to understand straight talk
and the need for a balanced
budget in this country.

Well, he certainly speaks sense
to the American people.

I never said he didn't.

-But you're still
for Eisenhower.
-Yes.

Oh, I feel like taking
this off,

and going in
a sweater and sneakers.

Great. Everybody will be
staring at you,
just what you always like.

Oh, Betty,
come and give me a hand
with this damn thing, will you?

He's judicious,
he's informed.

And he's so honest.

He'll make the best president.

Let me help. George Washington.

-You simply don't know
enough about him.
-Oh, yes, I do.

Since I find
Stevenson literature
on the bathroom sink,

on the kitchen table,

Stevenson next to
the scotch in the den.

You look heavenly.

I'm going to the rally for him
in San Francisco
day after tomorrow.

You might have asked.

You could have told me.

Okay, go ahead.

Oh, boy...

[sighs] I used to be
a free and easy hooligan

until I married you.

Cut down on my drinking,

I mellowed,

I even became a family man.

I have two kids now.

I go with it.
All of it, all of it.

But just don't try to become
my political conscience.

Nine and a half years.

And if I had to do it
all over again...

Go on.

I'd do it twice.

So would I.

[chattering]

So far tonight,
he's insulted eight bigshots.
I mean, insult.

A couple of them
were about to break his neck,

but he turns on
that impish appeal of his
and gets away with it.

-Hmm.
-He says it's an art with him

to see how close he can come
to calamity at a party.

You know, Betty, my dear,
Bogie is a very complex man.

There are a lot of people
who detest him,

but he's 100% of what he is,
and that's very original.

So you... you take
the disadvantages
with the advantages.

[woman laughing]

And keep your sense of humor.

Hmm.

Oh, if I know Bogie,
a bar is as far as any dame's
going to get with him.

Nevertheless, I think
it's about time
I made myself known.

Just to keep
the franchise, Peter.

Oh, never?

-You actually mean never, ever?
-Never have.

Basically,
I'm an old-fashioned slob.

Excuse me.

I hope you don't mind
the intrusion, but I have
this absolutely mad temper,

and I lose it when anybody
tries to get her hooks
into this gent.

Still feel bad
about that girl I strangled.

Oh, yeah. That was rude.

[gasps]

-Aren't you?
-Yes, my dear, that I am.

How about buying me
a drink, Superboy?

Sure. Slim. How about
my buying it for you
in San Francisco.

Did I hear you say
San Francisco?

I don't know why,
the longer
we're at this party,

the more
I like Adlai Stevenson.

[both laugh]

[Bogart] Ah, this is what
it's all about, Pete.

All those hours in makeup,

all the hot lights,
all the waiting around,

talk deals...

So that I can at least
have this once a week.

[coughing]

[chattering]

Oh, Mr. Romanoff.

Madam, I am not Mr. Romanoff.

I am His Imperial Highness

Prince Mikhail Alexandrovitch
Dmitry Obolensky Romanoff,

the nephew
of the last of the Czars.

Oh.

-Uh, I just wanted to ask--
-Excuse me.

-Good afternoon, dear boy.
-Good afternoon,
my precious humbug.

Buddy Fogelson arrived yet?
We have a luncheon date.

He's waiting at the bar.
I will bring him to your table.

Oh, look who's here.

[coughs]

They say
he's the only one allowed
in here without a tie.

Oh.

Hi, Bogie. How are you?

Good, Buddy. Have a seat.

Bogie, this is the check
you signed for lunch yesterday.

Now, you had six companions,
including me.

Sure. Don't you remember, Mike?

We played the match game
for the check and I lost.

But this is not
your usual signature, Bogie.

-It isn't?
-Peter Rabbit?

[Bogart]
Come on, Mike.

You don't want to let me
get stuck with a luncheon bill
this big, do you?

Your reputation
as a tightwad
is not undeserved.

[laughs]

[coughing]

Are you all right?

Oh, sure.

Probably just
a bone I swallowed

from an omelet
I ate here last week.

You ought to do
something about that, Bogie.

Buddy is going to
the Beverly Hills Clinic

this afternoon after lunch
to see a dentist.

Why don't you go with him
and talk to a doctor
about that?

[Fogelson] Bogie,
there's a fine
throat specialist there.

I know him.

Dr. Maynard Brandsma.

Yes, yes.

[Fogelson] Please, Bogie.

What time did you make
the appointment for, Buddy?

[Dr. Brandsma] I told you,
no more smoking.

I like
your personality, Doctor,

but I don't like
your treatment.

You've had me on a diet,
you've x-rayed
and fluoroscoped me.

Taken a hunk of flesh
out of my throat.

But I'm coughing
more than ever
and I'm tired all the time.

Can't you sail
a little closer to the wind?

That hunk of flesh
came back from the lab.

You have an ulcer
in your esophagus.

And it's malignant, Mr. Bogart,
it's got to be removed.

I've asked Dr. John Jones
to perform the operation.

He's the best, by the way.

I have reserved a room
for you at the hospital
for tomorrow morning.

Well, that's impossible.

My wife and I are starting
a picture on Monday.

I'll have the operation
after we finish.

If you make the picture first,
you'll be a big hero
at Forest Lawn.

So long, kids.

[both] Daddy!

I'm leaving.

We'll come see you
at the hospital, Dad.

I'll bring you
some marshmallow.

Oh, thank you, sweetheart.

But I don't think
they allow kids there.

[girl] Oh...

[Bogart]
If you take care of Mommy,
when I come out,

we'll go to that new place,
Disneyland.

[kids] Yay!

Now go back and play.

[coughing]

So, how long will it take?

He said about two hours.

I'll be in the hospital
for a week.

Come by and see me
if you feel like it.

Oh, I will.

Except I'm kind of booked up
this week.

Well, I'll, uh...
give you a ring
and tell you how it went.

Fine.

Leave a message
with May if I'm out.

What's that?

You have a room
in that hospital?

No, darling, I have
a cot in your room.

You don't think
I'm going to let those

oversexed drooling nurses
get their mitts on you.

Did I ever tell you
I married the classiest broad
in this town?

[low voice]
I just want to know, Doc,

why was I on the table
for eight hours?

Dr. Jones removed the ulcer
from your esophagus.

But he found the growth
had spread
to the lymph glands too.

He removed them also.

Go on.

We believe
he got rid of all of it.

But convalescence is going
to be a long haul.

Long or short,

you can bet your bird...

I'm gonna whip this.

[Dr. Brandsma]
Good. You're quite
a patient, Mr. Bogart.

I've got to leave now.

Oh, enjoy your lunch.

It usually tastes good
until the Demerol wears off.

Bye.

[door closes]

[mellow instrumental
music playing]

[sighs]

Boy, am I glad to get out
of that dog den.

Really? I was mad about it.

There's no place
like home, right?

Oh, listen,
I want to tell you a dilly
our daughter came up with.

The other day she said,
"Mommy, I had a nightmare."

I said, "Really,
that's very interesting."

She said, "Mommy,
what's a nightmare?"

[both laugh]

[Bogart coughing]

[Betty] Don't be afraid.
Pick her up.

[Bogart]
She's only four hours old.
I'd drop her.

[Betty] She'll bounce.
Girls are just like boys.

They don't break easily.

Pick her up.

[Bogart] Okay.

Hey, look at these
little fingers.

They're pretty, aren't they?

Nightmares are
what you don't have

when Daddy kisses you
goodnight, doll.

Sorry I haven't been
to your place
for a while, Mike.

My dear boy,
I much prefer to come here.

I spend too much time
at the restaurant anyway.

Did I ever tell you
that during the war

I played running chess games
with servicemen
all over the world.

-Usually let them win.
-[Mike chuckles softly]

Did I ever beat you?

I think not.

But then nobody does.

[laughs]

[Leslie] Stop it!

[Stephen] I won't
if you stop.

-[Leslie] Stop!
-[Leslie screams]

Excuse me, I gotta go
and belt somebody.

-[Stephen] Were too.
-[Leslie] Was not.

Stop it, stop it, stop it.

Stephen Bogart,
what's going on here?

Leslie Bogart,
what's going on here?

Stephen's shooting me
with a rubber band.

Oh, I wasn't shooting her much.

-Were too.
-Was not.

Shut up, Steve.

I don't want to
have to rap you.

You had no right
in shooting Leslie
with rubber bands.

She's littler.

She's female.

They cause us
a lot of trouble
but we gotta endure it.

Leslie was teasing me.

I don't care
what she was doing.

Come on, now,
be a gentleman.

I will if you'll take me
sailing again.

Please, Dad.

You promised you'd teach me
how to steer too.

I'll keep that obligation
in mind.

Yes, Richard. Everyday.
But only one or two at a time.

Around five o'clock in the den.

You're darn right
he's allowed to drink.

Okay, I'll put you down
for Saturday.

Richard Burton. Saturday.

I warn you,
he loves to torture visitors

by drawing grizzly diagrams
of the operation.

Swifty Lazar brought
a girl over here
and she fainted.

Of course, Bogie couldn't
have been happier.

Mmm... smell that air.

Yeah.

[grunts]

You all right?

Sure. it's just that stitch
across my shoulders.

I heard only yesterday.

Who do you suppose
is in the hospital?

Who?

Sick people.

Oh, oh you. That's terrible.

I tried that on Steve,
but he didn't get it.

Well, that's because
he's a smart boy.

Oh, I love Sundays.

Listen, I think
it's time for Leslie
to take riding lessons.

Now you know why I begged you
to buy such a big house.

We get her a pony,
give it its own bedroom.

[telephone ringing]

Hello?

Oh, hi.

It's Kendall Milestone.

Oh, he's fine.

The 22nd.

No, I can't.

Go. Please, go.

I'm sorry. Thanks anyway.

Give Millie our best.

Right.

Bye-bye.

Got to get out of here
one of these nights.

Gonna get claustrophobia.
You're gonna get spooked.

I don't want to go
any place without you.

I married you to be with you.

Who would believe
I married the "Roamin'
in the Gloamin'" type.

Did you hear from the studio?

Mmm, officially, they're on
their fourth rewrite.

Well, I--I think I'll have
Pete repaint the hull
of the Santana.

How many more
phony rewrites before...

You, the kids...

The house...

Jokes, all of it.

I love all of it.

And I just can't stand watching
it disappear before my eyes.

[sobs]

[cutlery clatters]

You want some bacon?

Sure.

Well, how's it been going?

[sighs]

Rough.

Very rough?

Pretty rough, yeah.

That says no improvement.

I sneaked a look
while she was out of the room.

[knock on door]

-It's me.
-[Dr. Brandsma] Come in.

[Betty] Now, listen,

Spence just called.
He and Katie
would like to drop in

for a cocktail on Wednesday.

Now, with the Nevins
coming today
and John Huston tomorrow,

and then we've got
Adlai Steve...

Listen, do you think
we're overdoing
this visitor a day caper?

I've got at least
a dozen other people who'd--

Take a walk, Betty.

Who asked you to
come busting in on
a patient-doctor relationship?

[Dr. Brandsma] It's all right.

Just limit each visitor
to one hour and our patient
to one snort.

[chuckles]

I didn't realize
I had so many friends.

Never felt... very well liked.

Ha!

Of course,
these are all freeloaders.

We'll fix 'em, dear.

I'll start watering
their drinks.

Oh, tell Spence and Katie
to come on Thursday
instead of Wednesday.

I'm taking Steve for
a sail on Wednesday.

Now look, don't worry about it.

Only be for the afternoon.

I promised.

[Dr. Brandsma]
Seeing your friends
in the den is one thing,

but I can't let you
out in the open,
in the wind and the exposure.

I can't take any chances
on pneumonia.

I'll tell Steve
you'll take him
when you get a little stronger.

Now, listen, you guys...

I've been in ratty jails
like this before.

You either spring me
out of this joint on Wednesday,

or I'll blow holes a yard wide
in those fancy duds
you're wearing.

[coughing]

Don't you understand?

I promised my son
I would take him sailing.

All right, go ahead.

Man is made of
soft or hard wood.

Your husband's made of
very hard wood indeed.

You know, he played
a lot of tough guys
in the movies.

He used to make
a big deal of being
a tough guy in public.

Those were all acts.

But all through this ordeal,
he's been the real tough guy.

So have you.

[soft instrumental
music playing]

How you doing, Steve?

This is a gas, Daddy.

You bet.

When I was your age,
my father taught me
how to sail.

Nothing better for a man
than to learn to love
and respect the sea.

-Wanna take the wheel?
-Sure.

Steady as she goes.

You like this ring, Steve?

[Stephen] It's keen.

My father gave it to me.

Excuse me, skipper,
take the remote station.

It's KOU.
Mrs. Bogart's calling.

Hello, dear. Over.

[Betty]
Just wanted to say hello.
That's all.

Are you all right? Over.

I'm fine. Just fine.

And I love you a lot. Over.

I love you too, darling.
And I miss you.

Let me talk to Pete, okay?
Over.

She wants to talk to you.

[coughs]

Hello, Mrs. Bogart. Over.

Tell me truthfully now, Pete,
how is he? And Steve?

Over.

[Pete] Oh, he's great.
Just great.

And the boy's fine. Over.

Thank you, Pete.

Thank you. Thank you.

[voice breaking]
Over and out.

[sighing]

Steve...

if you ever have
any doubts about...

God...

life in the hereafter...

go sailing.

It'll revive your faith.

[soft instrumental music
playing]