My Boys Are Good Boys (1978) - full transcript

[Gun shots]

[Sirens wailing]

[Screeching tires]

[Music playing]

[Bell ringing]

-Good morning, Tommy.

Ok.

Morning.

Up and at 'em.

Ok, let's go.

Morning.



Ok.

Ok, up we go.

Up, all the way up.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Let's proceed.

-Your old man coming today?

-Yeah.

-Hey, that's great.

-Big deal.

-Yeah, I think it's good.

-Why?

-Because I ain't had no
business in over three months.

-Yeah, man beside you maybe
get a few bucks out of it.

-Hey, Tony.



Tony.

-All right, all right, all
right, let's knock it off.

Come on, come on.

Move away.

You know you're in
trouble already.

You don't want to
make it worse do you?

Ok?

-Hey, man, whatcha doing?

-What are you so nosy for?

It's none of your business.

-They though they saw
me smoking yesterday.

-Was you?

How could I have
been smoking I was

in there playing cards with you.

-That ain't true.

-But it could though.

-No.

-Chunky, what's wrong with you?

-Can't be true because I
don't know how to play cards

and I wouldn't if I could.

Don't worry about it , pokie.

We'll cover for you.

-Thanks.

[Groaning and yelling]

[Whistling]

[Music -- "my boys are good
boys"]

[Door buzzes]

-I would like to see
my son, Tommy Morton.

-Do you know the visitor's room?

-Yeah.

Receptionist (over
loudspeaker): Tommy Morton

to the visitor's room.

-Hey, when you see
your old man, get

some money for
the candy machine.

Well, what's wrong with that?

-Chunky, you're about the
uncoolest dude I've ever seen.

-How are you doing, son?

-Just fine, dad.

Last night me and some
of the guys went out

and we had a few beers at the
corner bar, met some girls.

We didn't get in until--
mm-- 5:00 this morning.

-Ok, so it was a bad question.

Your mother couldn't make it.

She's retiring next week.

And she has a lot
to do at the school

before the new vice
principal takes over.

How's your health been?

-You really care?

-I worry about you all the time.

-Then how come I'm in here.

-You're in here because
the judge put you in here.

-I'm here because you wouldn't
vouch for me in court.

-It was the fifth
time you were in court

in the last five months.

I vouched for you
every damn time.

And all you did was turn around
and get in trouble again.

You don't care about anybody.

-I never understood before.

Look, I understand now what--

-you said you understood
the last time you were here.

Your mother and
I decided that it

might be a good idea for
you to stay for a while.

-My mother?

My mother, huh?

Thanks for nothing.

I guess now that
she's retiring, you

can go off and go on vacation.

-No.

-Why not?

You haven't got me to
worry about anymore.

I'm not in your way.

-I'd like to help.

If only there was a logical way.

-Help?

If this is what you
call helping me?

I don't want it.

I'd like to help you,
like you're hurting me.

-Bye, Tommy.

I'm sorry.

-Man, did you score any
loot from your old man?

-No, we didn't get around to it.

You know, I'd swear
that if I had a gun,

I might have used it.

-Hey, man, you're talking
about your father.

-Maybe so, but I'd still
like to nail him so good

it would hurt him forever.

What's it going to take for him
to really look at me just once.

-Did you hear what
Priscilla said?

She's getting straight
a's in chemistry.

-Oh, ah, ha.

-Is that all you have to say?

-Very nice, Priscilla.

-Thank you, Mr. Morton.

-Bert, you make me so angry.

You don't care about
anybody but yourself.

-I said very nice.

Enough.

-It's a whole lot better than
that son of yours ever did.

-Tommy is your son too, Bess.

If you spent half the
amount of time with him

you spend with her, he'd be ok.

-Excuse me, but
I'll jump out here.

I have to meet my mother
at the shopping center.

-Goodbye, darling.

-Bye, thank you.

Mrs. Morton: Why
in god's name did

you have to say all of
that in front of here.

-Did you file your
report on the riot.

-It was not a riot.

-Don't tell me.

I was almost knocked down.

-Why don't you mind
your own damn business?

-Somebody has got to discipline
these little bastards.

-There's not one bad
kid in the whole bunch.

-Listen to him.

Now he's a psychologist.

-Piece of gun?

-Uh-- no thanks.

-It's the wax, silly.

Ok, the best I could make
out is the back fence.

It's clear between
9:00 and 9:30.

Once outside the wall, they
can't see you at the fence.

I'll be waiting with
the car at 9:00.

But I have to drive before 9:30.

-Oh, why?

-Because that's when the
black and white goes by.

-Well, you sure did a
lot of research, prissy.

-Thanks.

I'll have everything
else we need with me.

I'll leave a wrist
watch with the guard.

Guard (over loudspeaker):
Ok, gentlemen, pay attention.

You're going to be coming out
in a few minutes for lunch.

You come out with a
t-shirt tucked in.

You stand by the door, face
the office, and keep quiet.

When you're done, you'll
be dismissed two at a time.

Make your head call and
return to your room.

Have a nice meal.

-All right, this is the deal.

Saturday at 9:00 am,
we're going to go.

But we have to be back
by the 2:30 check.

Now, Tony and chunky
you have to get the key.

Now, here you're going to have
to chew this to keep it soft.

-Golly, man, I can't do that.

You had it in your mouth.

-Christ, we haven't
even started yet

and you're going
to give me trouble?

-Well, gee whiz, I used
to eat almost anything.

Can I help it if I
have a weak stomach.

-It won't hurt
your appetite none.

-Tony, convince him it's
the right thing to do.

-Ok, ok.

-All right then.

Pokie, you're going to
be the alibi, all right?

-Ooh, hey, hold it.

You know you're not
supposed to run.

-Yeah, yeah, yeah,
but they're going

to choose up sides
for the ball game.

And I got to hurry.

-Ok, ok, go ahead.

You know, you're one of
the best kids around here.

-Thanks.

Mrs. Morton: Bert?

-Yes?

Mrs. Morton: Mrs. Morton:
Don't just sit in there

and say, "yeah."

Come in and speak to me.

You know I'm busy.

-Amo, Amos, amot,
amomas, amotas, amont.

-What is it, Bess?

-It's just not polite to walk
in and speak before you find

out if anybody else is speaking.

-Excuse me, now what
was it you wanted.

-Prissy would like to
borrow your car Saturday.

She's going to see the counselor
at ucla, if you're not busy.

-Not busy?

What kind of a question is that?

-She can take you to the
garage and pick you up.

-Thank you, Bess.

[Music playing]

-Hey, man, I thought
you said it would fit.

-It will just hold on.

-Come on, plan two, right away.

-What's plan two?

-Come on, I'll show you.

All right here, go
buy me a candy bar.

-Ok.

-All right, you know
what the deal is?

-Right.

-Quick, get the doctor.

-Can I help you.

-No, no.

It just got a little to hot.

And I'm letting it
cool off for a while.

-Well, I'll go get
you some water.

There's a station
about a mile down here.

-No, it's ok, don't bother.

-Oh, no bother.

I'll be right back.

-Nosy jerk.

[Music playing]

-You say he just fainted?

-Yeah, he didn't eat
for about three days.

He's on a diet.

-Three days?

I would have heard about that.

-Well, he did eat a little bit.

You know, but--

-foolish, just plain foolish.

I'll have to report
this to the office.

He has to eat.

-I'll get in touch with
the camp director myself.

I'll make sure he eats.

-What-- what did you do?

-You just fainted,
son, from hunger.

-Here, eat this before
you fall over again.

-Go ahead, son, it'll
give you a little sugar.

Report to the
dispensary tomorrow.

-Now, one thing we've
got to be sure about

as that he gets some rest.

-Don't worry about it, Harry.

I'll take care of
the whole thing.

It's all right.

-Ok.

-Now eat it up.

-To beats, man.

That's all.

[Gasping]

-What did you do?

-I told you I should have
done that the first time.

-All right, just get his keys.

Come on.

Let's get him out of here.

Christ, why don't you
just set up a flare?

-It's open.

Come on.

-Come on.

-I can't get up here.

-Don't you worry, cute thing.

Superman's coming to the rescue.

-Hurry!

Someone's coming.

-Oh, no, I'm going to get
shot trying to escape.

Don't leave me inside.

-Like a little drink, girl?

Daddy's going to teach
you how to drink.

-Hey, where you going?

I got your water.

-I don't need it now.

-Well, then nobody
can see you out here.

[Moaning]

[Music playing]

-How can he be sure the
truck will stop here?

-You shut your mouth.

-He should stop within
300 feet of this spot.

-Front tire is smoking.

Might be lose brake belt.

I'm going to stop and check.

-They're stopping!

-Would someone shove
a sock in his mouth?

-I can't see a thing.

[Coughing]

-Pete, look, Bert's
down on the ground.

-Hey, wait a minute, Joe.

-Come on, ain't
nobody else out there.

Looks like it
might be his heart.

-All right now, Tony.

Excuse me, sirs.

[Music playing]

-Prissy, you get the keys.

-There's only three bags.

-Damn it.

All right, look, new plan.

We're going to take one
of the guards hostage

and that way we can make the
other two do whatever we want.

-They'll identify us.

-No, they won't.

Here, I brought the rope along.

We can tie our parkas
across the walls inside.

And there's already a
partition in the front

so the driver won't
be able to see us.

Now, do you have
any pins on you?

We need safety pins.

-I have some clothes
pins in my car.

-All right, quick,
go back and get them.

You two guys help me drag
the guards back inside.

-Did anyone tell him
to help his breath

while he takes off the smoker?

-Why do you guys
keep conking me out?

-Come on, chunky,
off with the jacket.

-Why?

I like it.

-Come on.

-Is anybody going to tell me
why we're hiding in this truck.

-Why?

-Ok, chunky, I'll tell you.

We're in the truck
because there's no money.

-No money.

Ah.

-So we're going to the
stores and pick money.

-That ain't going to work.

-Why not?

-Because nobody's going to turn
over money over to no kids.

-Just give me a hand,
chunky, and you'll see.

-Well, ok.

Wait a minute,
you've ain't figure

on me going in for
the money, are you?

-No, just a little
help, that's all.

-Hey, where are we
going to eat lunch.

-Do what?

-Eat lunch.

-We ain't.

-If we ain't eating--

-you'll what?

-I'm helping.

I'm helping.

-Prissy, what happens when
they reach the lunch stop.

-They don't.

I've watched them eat.

They take exactly 30
minutes while parked

in the shopping center.

-I'll finish.

-Here you go.

Wake him up.

-Don't turn your head.

Now go sit in your seat.

-All right, mack, now don't move
and I'll explain your problem.

We're all cozy here in
the back of your truck.

You're going to drive around
all your normal stops.

And the man in the
back is going to go

out and pick up the money.

And you're not going
to do anything foolish.

Is that clear?

Now, there's two other lives
at stake besides yours.

So don't be a hero.

Now, sit up and let's
get this thing moving.

And don't forget, right
behind you the whole time.

So if you don't want
your friends to get hurt,

you'll play it smart.

[Music playing]

-This is just like a movie, huh?

-Tie him up.

And blindfold him.

Up front.

All right, guard, we're
coming to the stop.

You're going to go
inside and pick up

the money just like
you do every day.

You say a word or
anybody gets wise,

your two friends aren't going
to make it through the day.

It's an empty gun.

It'll keep you safe.

-Pete, you're late.

-Yeah-- uh-- we had
a problem with one

of the brakes grabbing
and overheating.

-You need someone
to take a look at?

-Oh, no, it's fine now.

Thanks.

-Is there something else?

-Ah-- yeah-- no, it's fine.

Thanks.

Have a good day.

-Sure, thanks.

-All right, driver,
let's go moving.

-Keep it together man,
and your friends are safe.

-Don't touch it.

-I have to check on the hour.

-What happens if you don't?

-Well, they check
with me or they

send an unmarked car to check.

-Hold it a sec.

What do you think?

-I think he's bluffing.

-Yeah, well, I think he's
to darned honest to bluff.

-Ha.

-Hold it.

-Yes.

-Just what is that
supposed to mean?

-Whatever it sounded like and
keep your hands off of me.

-Are you saying he's a liar?

-He's rotten.

And he treats your mother
like a piece of junk.

-Well, she is a piece of junk.

She is the lowest.

-Hey, I don't know where
this truck is going to stop.

-Just a couple more blocks
and we're a the next stop.

-We've got company.

-Who's that?

-They're security.

What do you want me to do now?

-Wave at them.

-I have to report in,
or we'll be stopped.

-Do it, but be careful.

-732621, time check.

Man (over radio): 621,
this is headquarters.

You're 20 minutes overdue.

Report to the captain
when you come in.

Headquarters clear.

-They don't like
procedure breaks.

We're at our next stop.

-All right, guard,
this is the next stop.

Go on out.

Don't make any mistakes.

-Hey, you tow guys.

If we're going to make it, we
have to keep our shit together.

Cause it's a long trip to
the big house if we lose.

What do you say?

Are we going to
work it out or quit?

Let's shake hands.

-I'm sorry, Tommy.

It's all right, no problem.

-This is the lunch stop.

-What's that.

[Knocking]

-All right, tell them
to eat lunch as usual.

-Eat your lunch as usual.

-I'm not hungry.

-Then pretend.

-You can eat your
lunch, if you want.

-No thanks.

-Hey, ask him if I can have it.

-Boy, you better sit
your fat ass back down.

[Knocking]

-It's security.

I'll have to get out.

-Hold it a second.

What should I do.

-They can't come in.

-Don't forget your friends.

-He'll have to let me back in.

-Here's a gun.

-Hi, Dan.

What's up?

-That's my question?

-You'll have to explain.

-Quick everybody down.

-What the hell are you up to?

-So I was 20 minutes
late for check in.

There's a first
time for everything.

-I don't like broken procedures.

-Well, damn it, get
off my case or I

won't have time to finish lunch.

-You're kind of
uptight, aren't you.

I don't believe you.

But you better
believe me when I say

that you are under surveillance.

We won't be far away.

-They're moving around the back.

-Hi, captain.

-Hi, Pete.

-Just can't put my finger on it.

-Walk to the front,
looking at the wall.

Don't be dumb and identify us.

-You ok?

-That son of bitch
thinks he's smart,

but he's got me on his ass.

-Ask the driver if
that cars following.

-Tell me if that
car's following.

-Ok.

-He's following.

-Turn on the next corner.

-I can't.

If I change my
route, we'll have 20

police cars closing in on you.

And someone will get hurt.

-Well?

-Do what he says, that's all.

-I think I changed my mind.

I don't to do this no more.

-How many more blocks is it
before we make the next turn.

-We're here, so it's
eight more blocks.

-All right, if they
follow us after that,

we've definitely got a problem.

-After the next stop,
we're close to our car.

We can make it the last pick up.

-All right, I want to go
up and tell that driver

after the next pick up
to run a yellow light

that the tail can't follow.

But he's got to
make it look right.

Otherwise he's going to get it.

-Right.

-He's acting kind of funny.

-He hasn't done
anything different

except not call in once.

-Ah, he's the smart ass type.

I've been waiting for
him to step out of line.

-What do you need?

-Seem kind of nervous, Pete.

-It's just that I don't like
being followed by people.

Not even you.

-Ok.

-Well, there's nothing in there.

Let's go.

-At next light, run the yellow.

Lose that tail or it's
going to get hot in there.

-Ok.

-Oh, damn.

-I thought it was all
right to let them go.

-Well, i-- I don't really know.

But just keep your eye on them.

-Now turn that next
corner and move fast.

-Ok.

-I think they
turned two cars up.

-I saw it.

Emergency.

Armored car in trouble.

-Put them out.

-Hit the floor.

-God damn it.

The traffic.

-Hey, hey, old man.

Where you running.

Get it on.

[Screams]

[Tires screech]

-Idiot.

[Music playing]

-Those drunken bastards.

Wave them off.

-The problem is we're
on a one way street.

[Horns blaring]

-Oh, good morning, Agnes.

My, my, you drank
all of your water.

-For god's sake.

[Screams]

[Music playing]

-Start putting it into two bags.

Leave the change.

What are you doing?

-We always need change
for the candy machine.

-Leave it.

We've got to move fast.

-Oh, shucks.

-I'm being held up.

-Get this damn truck stopped.

-Stop this damn truck.

-Use the spray.

-Yeah, right.

-Who left the door open?

-I was in a hurry
and I forgot my mask.

-It doesn't matter anyway.

Let's go.

Put these in.

-All right, now
we got 30 minutes

to make it back before
the afternoon shift.

-We can make it.

[Engine stalling]

-They're going to
come, aren't they?

-That's real bright, chunky.

First you go and
wreck the battery--

-how's that my fault?

-The light stays on
when the door's open.

Let's get out and push.

-I don't know how to
start it that way.

-I do.

You push.

-Keep it running.

-Move over.

-I want to drive.

-Move over.

-I've got a right to drive.

You drove here.

-Come on, prissy.
Let hims drive.

Just get it.

-Take it easy, man.

-Enjoy.

Prissy: Turn up that dirt road.

Chunky: Hey, you ain't
going to kill me.

-Get out of there.

You're on the gas pedal.

-Chunky.

Tommy: Get out of there.

You fool.

Chunky: Not until he slows down.

-I can't.

You're on the gas pedal.

-Get off the gas now.

Tommy: Damn it, chunky,
get off the gas.

-Oh, shit, watch out.

-Come on, chunky.

Are you crazy get out of there.

[Jeers from the crowd]

-First run of three.

-Go for it.

[Music playing]

Tommy: Chunky, get over
before you kill someone.

Chunky: Hey, where are we?

Tommy: Idiot.

Chunky: Ow.

-We've got 11 minutes to get
back to the joint, so floor it.

-Get up, damn it.

-We can just make it.

-Well, you can see how
it looks to an outsider.

-No, I can't.

-You could have given Dan a
clue that you had a problem.

I couldn't endanger the
lives of my two men inside.

-You could have changed your
route, we would have know.

-Just what you say inspector?

-There are any number of ways
you could have helped us,

but you didn't.

You spent the whole day
with a gang of criminals

and you can't give
a description.

You actually went
out of your way

to hide facts from
qualified police

help that was readily available.

Wouldn't you say
something smells strange.

-Inspector, I'm a
calm man by nature.

Now unless you want to slap
me into a jail cell right now,

you better change your attitude.

-If it disturbed you that much,
it must have hit close to home.

-Hold it.

Sit down.

Sit down.

I smelled a rat on this
job right from the start.

All right, let's-- let's go
back right to the beginning.

Now whoever planted this smoke
bomb did it before 11 o'clock.

What was your stop before then?

-Cable's grocery.

-What happened there?

-Nothing.

-You mean nobody
came near the track?

-The usual customers, it
could have been anyone.

-No, wrong.

You see the mud was scraped
of underneath the Fender.

Did anybody bump the truck?

-Yeah, yeah, a kid
on a skateboard.

They like to slap the truck as
they go by to get attention.

-How old was the kid?

-13, 14, curly hair, black.

I only saw him for a second.

-Marvelous, are
you aware that you

are paid not only to
drive but to observe.

-Don't tell me how
to do my goddamn job.

-Evidently somebody should,
you've just been robbed.

Maybe.

-Sergeant.

-Captain.

-Book him for a felony
assault on a police officer.

-Come on.

-Hold it.

Have him wait out in
the hall a moment.

Come here.

I know you're pissed, but this
is just going to slow us up.

-I can't let every goddamn
crook that comes through here

take a free shot at me.

-What's more important?

This case or your lousy pride?

-Who the hell do you think you
are talking to me like that?

-Look, let's take a breather.

I don't like the guy
anymore than you do,

but i"ve got to have
a way to go with him.

Give me a break.

-All right, I'll
defer charges for now.

But he's going to do time for
slugging me, innocent or not.

-Well, you finally did it.

You idiot.

Your spread all
over the front page.

-I have had about all
I can take for one day.

-You've had all you can take?

Why can't you think
of me sometimes?

The phone's been
ringing off the hook.

-Stop it, Bess.

-Don't you dare interrupt
me when I'm speaking.

I've given you the very
best years of my life

and I won't be treated this way.

-Can it.

-What did you say?

-Can it.

Can it!

Can it!

-Prissy.

-Hi, Bess.

I just came over to
see if I could help.

Knowing what you must
be going through.

-You have no idea, darling.

I just about to talk to Mr.
Morton about getting a divorce.

-That's the only good
news I've had all day.

-Where are you going?

-Do you care?

-I made the car.

-Really?

Newscaster (over radio):
That was real fine.

Now here's the news on the hour
for all you people out there

corral country with wild
bill Williams reporting.

Yesterday, in a daring
daylight holdup,

an armored car was
robbed of $50,000.

Guards were rendered
unconscious by sleeping

gas and then the driver--

-robbed his own god damn truck.

-It's hard to believe, Dan.

-I can tell you right now, I'm
going to find out the truth.

-Would you rather
ride in my car?

We could talk.

-What's the matter with you.

He made you in a new car.

I'll get out here.

I'll have a lite, Willie.

-You'll have a lite?

-A few Miller's here.

-You have bud?

-Miller's.

-When you guys going to get
old enough to drink whisky?

-Don't make enough
money selling beer?

-No, we don't.

-Tell me.

What really makes sense to you?

-First, I think I know
the leader of the gang.

I mean, I don't
know his name, but I

think it's someone I know.

-What makes you say that?

-His voice, he was
talking naturally,

but then all of a
sudden he changed.

Like he felt that I might
recognize his voice.

-And then he didn't
speak anymore?

-No.

-Why didn't you tell
the police about it.

-I didn't think of
it till just now.

-Did anybody else
change their voice?

-No, the guy who did most of
the talking, didn't change his.

But at one point, he started
humming some sort of tune

and snapping his in
a kind of rhythm.

If I heard his voice,
I'd recognize it.

-Harry's got chunky and
he's asking questions.

-About what?

-Where he got all the change
to buy the candy bars.

-Chunky always buys candy bars.

-Yeah, but man, he bought
out the whole machine.

Now the other dudes
are complaining.

They found a whole
drawer of candy bars

in a drawer in a shake
down in his room.

-You think he'll tell?

-Not today, Jack.

-Why not?

-Cause he's to sick from
trying to shove the evidence.

You know, they're thinking about
using a stomach pump on him?

-Look, you better to get a
hold of that fat tub of lard

and tell him if he doesn't
keep his mouth shut,

I'll shut it for him.

-Oh, by the way, words out that
your old man has been laid out

until they find out what's
going down the money--

-yeah I heard.

-You said that's what
you wanted, remember?

-Yeah, I did.

-Well, what have you
been doing all day.

You certainly have
your nerve leaving

me here all day without a car.

Oh, i-- I want you
to know I'm going

to call your son
about our divorce.

-Now, why do you
have to do that?

He's got enough
problems of his own.

-He has a right to
know his father's

so worthless he
can't keep a job.

-I'm sure he knows that already.

It's not the most well
guarded secret in town.

-He can come and live with me.

He'll get a better life that
you have ever given him.

-He doesn't want
to live with you.

He hates you.

-How can you see that?

You're the one he hates.

You're the only
one who hurt him.

-You hated that child ever
since you were pregnant.

You should have gone through
your plan for abortion.

-Shut up.

-It's funny.

I never realized what pain it
must have been for you living

with a child who you
never learned to love.

I'm going to walk.

-Mrs. Morton?

-Yes?

-Dan Montgomery,
securities investigation,

we'd like to talk to
you for a few minutes.

-All right, come in, but
I'm busy in the garden.

-Mind if we sit.

-No.

-Mrs. Morton, may I ask you
for your undivided attention,

please.

-All right.

-These are just routine
investigation questions.

For instance, have you
noticed anybody strange

in the neighborhood recently?

-No, why?

-Well, it's possible
that your husband

was under surveillance
prior to the robbery.

-I didn't see anybody.

-You know, I didn't notice
two cars in the driveway.

Ah-- don't you have a car?

-It's in the shop.

-Why, I thought you worked.

-Well, I retired last week.

Bert's been taking me to
work and picking me up.

-And on weekends?

-That's the difficulty.

Bert that takes his
car on Saturdays,

so I'm stuck here in
the house all day.

-Have you two been
getting along all right?

-What kind of question is that?

-Well, dissension in
the home sometimes

motivates a man to
do strange things.

-Nothing motivates Bert.

-Thank you, Mrs. Morton.

I hope we don't have
to bother you anymore.

We'll find the door.

Guard (over phone): Camp
giuseppe detention center.

-Hi, this is Bert Morton.

I'd like to see my son today.

Guard (over phone):
I'm afraid visiting

hours are over for today.

-I fully understand
that but this

is in regard to a family crisis.

I hardly know where to start.

I'm sure you've already
heard about the robbery.

Your mother wants a divorce.

-Figures.

-Oh, I've never really
been fair to her.

She's probably right.

I was tied up in my own work.

Well, now let's over.

-You'll be able to get
your job back, won't you?

-I don't think so.

I have a felony
hanging over my head.

The bonding company
won't bond anyone

with a felony conviction.

-Maybe you won't be convicted.

-Yes, I will.

I did it in front of witnesses.

I struck a police officer.

-Man, my great,
perfect father in jail.

That's swell.

How about one of your
favorite lectures

on respect for authority now.

-I still believe that.

-Tell that to the judge.

You'll probably
get time for aiding

and abetting criminals
that robbed you.

-My role was totally innocent.

Never yell a cop.

That makes you a crook.

Ask anyone in this joint.

-I was protecting others.

Say that again.

-What?

-About not yelling cop.

-Why?

-How would you know about that?

-Rumors spread.

-That hasn't been released yet.

If you heard something,
you'd tell me.

-That hurts.

-Tell me.

-Look, this one is
your problem, not mine.

Can't you just go away
and leave me alone.

-You choose a lonely spot.

-Well, I feel like that.

-You know, I was thinking
on the way up here.

It's hard to believe.

-If I wasn't
convinced, do you think

I'd hang a thing like
this on my own son?

-No, I suppose not.

But even if it's true, it's
still a very tough problem.

-We have to find a way.

-Now this whole thing
has practically no clue,

but I still have an edge.

-How's that?

-Well, kids are lousy liars.

They do an awful lot about
of it, but not very well it.

It takes years and years to
become real liars, like us.

I'd like to know which
boys he pals around

with and a little
bit about each one.

-Surely, let's
have Harry come in.

He works a lot with the boys.

I just see them when
they're in trouble.

Guard (over phone): Yes.

-Have Harry klinger
come in here.

Guard (over phone): Yes.

-Normally, you need a court
order to question the boys.

You realize any
information you receive

cannot be used as evidence.

-Thank you, I appreciate that.

[Knocking]

-Come in.

Have a seat, Harry.

-Thank you.

-Ah-- this is Dan
Montgomery, armored

security investigations.

He thinks some of
our boys might be

involved in the a
armored car robbery.

-Golly, I don't know
how that could be.

They're counted
every day and night.

-Let's just assume some
of them were involved.

Have you noticed anything
strange around here recently?

Like last Saturday?

-Um-- Saturday?

-I think it'll be
easier for Harry

to talk with me out of the room.

He doesn't like to carry tales.

It helps to control the boys.

They know he's not a stoolie.

-Why are you
defending these kids?

-Well, they have
enough problems.

-I told you my old man
wouldn't let it go easily.

-Well, who is this
guy in there any way?

-I don't know but they
got Harry in there

asking a lot of questions.

-You ain't got to worry.

I got you all covered.

Like I told you, we were all
working with me on the boat.

-Yeah, but what to I know
about making some old boat.

-It couldn't be better.

The place was empty all day.

I locked the door
from the inside.

-I don't think you want to
get involved in the cover-up.

These kids are in trouble
and it's their a problem.

-Well, it's easier enough
for you to talk like that.

You've never served time.

-Have you?

I didn't see a file on you.

What were you in for?

-Oh, come on, come on, tell me.

I'll find out one
way or another.

-I shot my father.

When he beat up mom.

I was 10.

-How long were you in?

-Till I was 18.

-Ok, you had you troubles.

But these kids
are all different.

Some good, some bad.

There's only one thing
they have in common,

they cannot cope with society.

And no matter how you think
about it, they are wrong.

-You're right.

And the kids are wrong.

That's what everybody
says to them.

You're wrong.

Police, narcs, juvies, the
nuns, the whole goddamn world

is right and the kids are wrong.

But you don't care about them.

They are people.

You're wrong, Harry.

That's not right, Harry.

Can't you do anything
right, Harry?

Are you stupid, Harry?

Where's your brain, Harry?

Mommy and daddy know
what's right, Harry,

because their mommy and
daddy knew what's right.

Well, maybe we just
ought to ask the kids

what's right and wrong.

And maybe they would
surprise all of us.

My boys-- my boys are
good boys, good boys.

They just need a good
father to help them.

But my boys are good.

Good!

-I'd like to-- I'd like to see
Tommy, Tony, chunky and pokie.

-Thomas Martin, Tony blazer,
Arnold O'Malley and Patrick

shoenbaum, report to
the control center.

-This is it, fellas.

Let's stick to the story, right?

-So, I'll leave you
to talk your own talk.

-Why don't you boys sit down.

Well, it looks like we
have a little problem.

Huh?

Well, my mind about that.

Ah-- tell me, do I
look to you like a real

straightforward guy?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

-Now would you lie to me?

-No.

-Well, that's kind
of hard to believe.

Most people would lie if they
find a good enough excuse.

You really wouldn't lie to me?

-No, sir.

-That's funny, because
I would lie to you.

Well, ok, Mr. Thornton, your
administrator, works for me.

I work downtown at
the head office.

And he works out here.

Ah-- now, Patrick, I'm told
that you were seen smoking.

Arnold, you stole some
money from Tommy here.

One of the guards was
tied up here in a closet.

And Tony here is
accused of that.

So there are few more
items on my list,

but this certainly proves
that we do have a problem.

Or maybe, obvious
would be better.

Tommy, do you enjoy
working on cars?

-Yeah, kind of.

-And Arnold?

-Oh, yeah.

-Doesn't anybody
call you Arnold?

-No.

-Well, Arnold, how about you?

What would you like for a hobby?

-I can't do nothing.

Inspector: How about cars?

-Nope.

Inspector: How about cards?

-Nope.

Inspector: Wood working?

-No.

-All right, all right.

You think it over.

We'll get back to you.

Patrick, I have in my report
that you may be winning

the crafts awards this
year with your boat.

-Yeah, they want me to enter it.

-Well, that's fine.

That's fine.

Of course, you realize that
if any one of the supervisors

or anybody helps
you with it, you're

liable to be disqualified.

--Ain't nobody else touched it.

-All right, just as long
as you understand that.

Tony, I understand
your hobby is baseball.

-Sure is.

-I found out that
your batting over 400

in the Saturday league.

-Yep.

-How did you do last Saturday?

-Good.

-You know, it says here that
no one saw you play Saturday.

-Ah-- yeah that's right.

I was helping pokie
with this boat.

-You weren't neither.

I built it myself.

-Mm, well, we seem to
have a disagreement.

-I was just watching.

-Oh.

-We were all just watching him.

It was chunky, Tony and myself.

-You too Arnold?

-Yeah.

-Can you explain to me
what this boat looks like?

-Well, I don't know
too much about boats.

-Well, I mean, does it
have a motor or a sail?

-Yeah.

-Which is it?

-A sail.

-Thank you, Patrick.

Now, tell me, how
long is the boat?

Arnold you tell me.

-Well, big.

-Big enough to get into?

-Yeah, I guess so.

-Ah, man, it's
just a model boat.

-Well how was I supposed to
know you never told me about it.

-So you weren't with
Tommy and Tony, hm?

-No.

-Why did you tie Harry up?

-I didn't.

-Then where were you?

Playing cards?

-I told you.

I don't play cards.

-You played cards with
me the other day, dummy.

-Oh, I forgot.

-And I thought you boys said
you were going to lie to me.

I really feel bad because
of you're lying to me.

Arnold, you stand up.

You want to know how
much trouble you are in?

Number one, supplying an
alibi for Patrick's smoking.

Number two, stealing
money from Tommy.

Number three,
attacking an institute

guard with an intent
to commit bodily harm.

Number four, lying
to an official.

There, I'm afraid
you're going to have

to go up in front
of the judge again.

Measures will be taken.

I can assure you of that.

You fellas can to go your rooms.

[Bell ringing]

-Ah, chunky, I brought
your jacket back.

-Gee, thanks.

Hey, how'd you--

-Come on.

Go to your rooms.

We'll call you.

-First of all, the
man you're talking to

is security investigations.

He has you kids cold.

He knows who's involved
and can prove it.

There's no way out.

Please, trust me this one time.

I know the difference
between doing a job

and believing what you're doing.

I've been your
father in name only.

I've g you half the love and
sincerity that I feel for you.

And you responded
naturally with half.

Now, we may not always
agree, things may not always

run smoothly, but
I'll do my damnedest.

We can make a team
that can't be beaten.

-Prissy's got the money.

It doesn't do you any good
to deny it, Priscilla.

I have all the details.

You may be the only one who
knows where the money it.

But when the police get through
with you, you'll tell them.

-It would be impossible to
prove I had anything to with it.

-Just sit down young lady.

You take my word for it.

I can prove it.

Now, if you turn in the
money and you all confess,

it will go much
easier for all of you.

-Can Mrs. Morton take me
to get the money alone?

-Yes.

-Ok.

-Let's go.

-Mrs. Morton?

Mrs. Morton: Yes,
prissy, I'm in here.

-Hello, prissy.

-Could you drive
me someplace, Bess?

-Well, darling, you can
have the car if you wish.

-I'd like it if you go with me.

-Of course.

-We have to get the money.

He's wise to the whole scam.

-Bert?

-He doesn't know about you.

And I sure won't tell.

-Forget about him, darling.

We just leave now.

Did you bring your passport?

-Yes.

-Good.

And I've taken all the
money from our savings.

And all we have to do is pick
up the other money and go.

So what if we are
leaving two weeks?

-This could mean a lot
of trouble for you.

-He'd never prosecute me.

He's too spineless.

-I'd sure hate to
see you arrested.

-Prissy, we'll be
in Europe before he

seriously starts looking.

He'll still be
asleep in his jail.

-I'll get the money
and be right back, ok?

-Hello, is this your car, ma'am?

-Yes, yes, it is.

-There's no parking here.

-Well, I'm not parking.

-Looks like you are to me.

-Please, don't
get smart with me.

-Your driver's license, please.

This is your current address.

-Yes, yes, it is.

-Your license expires
in three days.

-Please, write the
ticket and leave me be.

-It could creates
problems if you

don't get it renewed on time.

-Yeah but--

-officer.

You won't have to wait for
your accomplice any longer.

We picked her up.

She was already leaving
in the airport bus.

-I don't know what
you're talking about.

-Oh, yes you do.

Remember that
conversation we had?

My husband always uses
the car on Saturdays.

You knew your husband
didn't have the car

and you didn't tell me.

Have a look.

-Now, I'm going to teach you
how to drink little girl.

[Music -- "my boys are good
boys"]