Neo-Noir Comedy | Angel on My Shoulder (1946) Colorized Movie | with subtitles

♪ (dramatic orchestral music) ♪ (ominous sentimental music) – Okay Eddie, you'reon your own. Oh, come on son… After four years, can'tyou favor us with a smile on your graduation day? ♪ (sentimental music) (horn honks) – Hi, Eddie!.

(car door opens)(driver laughs) (car door closes)- Hiya, Smiley. – What's the matter, Boss?Couldn't you tear yourself away? (Smiley laughs) (car accelerates away) (car engine hums)(birds chirp) How was the stretchthis time, Boss? Tough?- Mmm, nah. Which is why I didn'tcrash out like always.

– I was sureexpecting you to. – Nice car. – It's all yours. – Ours…everythingwe've got. – You're a swell pal, Eddie. (car engine hums)(frogs chirp) – Yeah, Iheard all about it. You've done a goodjob while I was gone… and I ain't forgettin' it.

– I did big, Eddie. You're a lot richerthan when you went in. – We're a lot richer. – Thanks, Eddie. OhI forgot to tell you, we got a couple ofnew spots downtown. Real class. I got the guy waitingto show you the books. – I take your wordfor it, like always. – 'Course, wegot troubles, too.

– I'll take careof the troubles… like when we was kids. Me and you againsteverybody, eh Smiley? – Sure. – Got my rod? – Wearing it rightnext to my heart. – Let me have it. – Sure. (gunshots).

♪ (sinister ominous music) (liquid bubbling)♪ (sinister ominous music) ♪ (sinister ominous music) ♪ (sinister foreboding music) – [woman] I just can'tunderstand it… I'm walking down the streetminding my own business… I step off the curb… Car comes tearing around thecorner against the red light… The cop should have pickedup the driver of that car,.

Not me. [woman] Say, areyou a trustee? – Yes. – How long youbeen in this stir? – 300 odd years. – Gosh, it's hot here. Gets like this inFlorida sometimes. – Florida? Nah…Florida neversmelled like this…

Like rotten eggs. – Precisely youngman…rotten eggs. The unpleasant odoris caused by H2SO4… hydrogen sulfuric acid. The most common compoundof hydrogen and sulfur. Am I right? ♪ (sinister ominous music) I poisoned my wifewith a sulfur compound. My young wife…

She was unfaithful. [man] I was a chemist.- What do you mean…”was?” – Before they hanged me! ♪ (sinister ominous music) – Where are the rope marks? – Young man, what is thelast thing you remember before they brought you here? ♪ (ominous music) – Smiley!.

Smiley! That slimy double-crossing rat! Plugging me with my own rod! – Where are the bullet holes? ♪ (sinister ominous music) – Well! How do you like that? He missed! Sittin' right nextto me and he missed!.

– He didn't miss. You're dead! – What?We're all dead. – Listen to thismug, will you? – It's true. Only the soulexists down here. – Jeez… I always said I'dwind up down here… ♪ (sinister ominous music) – Look, I don't care whereI am…I gotta get Smiley!.

There must be someway across this can! – Abandon hope, allye who enter here. ♪ (suspenseful music) – Lay off of me, screw! Lay off of me, I tell you! I gotta get out of here! I'm gettin' Smiley! Lay off me, I tell you! I gotta get Smiley!.

♪ (sinister ominous music) (switch clatters) ♪ (ominous music) (man shudders) (door opens) (door closes) ♪ (ominous music) – What sort oftemperature is that? – It's the laborshortage, sire…

Especially the boilerroom personnel. There's been a fearful drop. [warden] We're operatingat 73% of normal. – Do you want me to catchmy death of cold? – No, sire. We're short of condemnedsouls. I abjectly suggest– – Warden, I have no need ofyour infantile suggestions. I'll attend tothis matter myself. My opponent has always, throughsome favored mortal of his,.

Testing my prowess. This time it happens to beone Judge Frederick Parker… of the New World. Well…we'll see whogoes down in defeat. – My beloved sire, your powersare wondrous to behold. – I have lately beenbeset by great problems. My adversary isworking overtime. That superior though he may be, and though he's set upa thousand Judge Parkers.

To thwart me, he must recognize that I amstill master…of my own sphere. – Splendid, sire. – …see the bossin this joint! (yelling) – What in my domain is that? – You have no rightto–get outta here I tell ya! Help! (door bangs open)♪ (suspenseful music) ♪ (suspenseful music) Let go of me, you dirty coppers!.

I'll get every one of you! – [guard] Quiet! ♪ (suspenseful music) – You can't hold me here! (Eddie yells indistinctly) You can't keep me!(Eddie cries out) I'll show you! ♪ (suspenseful music) – [warden] What's themeaning of this?.

How dare you bring him here? – We had no choice, Warden. ♪ (suspenseful music) – Cast him down intothe boiler room in the 55thcircle of darkness! (chuckles) ♪ (whimsical music) I apologize for theintrusion, sire. – Not at all, Warden.

Pour me a drink. – You're not angry?- Angry? On the contrary,I'm very pleased. Frankly, I'm delighted. To…what was his name? You mean the doomedsoul that was here? Kagle, Eddie Kagle? – Eddie Kagle.- You drink to him? A cheap gangster?- Why not? I love 'em.

(glass sets down) (ledger thumps on desk) Ever seen that face before? – [warden] Of course. He was just here inthis room, Eddie Kagle. – Wrong, Warden. That happens to be a pictureof Judge Frederick Parker. – Impossible! They look exactly— Precisely.

They look exactly alike… and this likeness isjust the weapon I need to defeat Mr. Parker. Eddie Kagle. ♪ (dark ominous music) – How hot do theywant it down here? – [man] Never gets hotenough to suit the boss. You think this is bad? Wait 'till they stick youin them hot clay pits.

Way down below. – You mean we ain'tat bottom now? – There ain't nobottom in this joint. (man groans) (fire hissing) – Back to work, back! Back to your work! (fire hissing) (man cries out faintly).

– I ain't takingthis no longer… I'm crashing outof this college. – [man] Nobodycrashes outta here. – Nobodybut Eddie Kagle. He breaks outfrom every place. – I'll crashout with you, Eddie. – Who are you?- A pal. – I don't like pals. – You mean like Smiley?.

– How do you know about Smiley?- Grapevine. I can help you get him. I got somebody Iwant to get, too. We can help eachother. Is it a deal? – We've gotta crash, first. – I know how. – Then next…the screws. (sounds of shoveling)(fire hissing) – Well, Eddie?.

– Okay… but watch your step. One falsemove, and I slug you. – I'll be extremely careful. – Rub thatsmile off your mouth. A guy smiled oncewhen he plugged me. – Certainly he did. Come on…now. – Hey! Are you stirrin'out to somethin'?.

That's the furnace.- It's the only way. Come on. ♪ (dramatic triumphant music) (flames burning)♪ (ominous music) ♪ (ominous music) – How long have youbeen down here? – Since time immemorial. – The way you talk, you musthave had a good education. – A most liberal one.- I only went to third grade.

I went through thewhole gamut of learning. I know everything. – Stuck on yourself, eh?What's your name? – Well, I have anumber of aliases. I have a long record underthe name of Mephistopheles. – Greek, huh?- Well, there are some who claim I'm more of onenation than another, but that's not true,Eddie. I am of all nations. I claim no favorites.- You look like a con man.

Look, Memipopolous— Call me Nick. – You married? – Millions of womenhave adored me. – Quite a guy withthe ladies, eh? – I'm a fascinating fellow. – Look, you're playing aroundwith dangerous dynamite. – But delightfuldynamite, Eddie. Live fully while you may,and reckon not the cost. Deny yourself nothing.

Fame and blaze like a torch,and toss the part about you! Omar Khayyam said it. I'll make the most ofwhat we yet may spin before we, too, intothe dust descend. – You're talkin' screwed.(Nick laughs) – Is it alright if Ilaugh occasionally? – There ain't nothingto laugh about! I never saw nothin' tolaugh about in my whole life. There was a time I leftschool and ran away from home.

On account my folks wasalways drunken, fightin'… I ain't laughed. What I've been doingis try to be somebody and I did pretty good. Worked myself up fromwhere I had nothing to eat and no place to sleep totop guy in my business. – Splendid…you're aman after my own heart. I wish the world wasfilled with Eddies. – How long is it going totake us to get up there?.

– Any moment now. ♪ (dramatic music) ♪ (lively jazz music plays) – (bangs on door) Alrightdown there, send it up. Phew, old man Schmalhausen mustbe bakin' with rotten eggs! – [man] Smells like thedevil too, doesn't it? (city street sounds) – Wow, themashes are still hot! – [man] Hey Janitor,.

Dash them ashes with waterbefore you send 'em up! – Hey, Idon't feel nothin'. – Of course not, youhaven't got a body. – If I ain't got no body,how am I gonna get Smiley? – (ashes hiss) Hey you muggler,look at what you're doing! – No one can see you or hearyou until I find you a body. Now, come on Eddie. – How are you gonna find it? – Well, everyone has hisphysical counterpart…

His double. I happen toknow where your double is. – You mean a guywhich looks like me? – A spitting image. – But supposin' he don'twant to give me his body? – He'll be asleep. He won'thave anything to say about it. – What happens when he wakes up?- When he wakes up he'll be you. – And who'll I be?- You'll be him. – Huh? – To everyone else,you'll be him.

Of course to yourself,you'll be yourself. – Oh… Hey…give me thatagain, will you? – Oh stop worryingabout it, Eddie. Leave everything to me. – I'm leaving nothingto you, con man! – I'm sorry, Eddie…it's this cold air. It makes me irritable.I don't like cold climates. – I don't feel nothin'…

And if you ain'tgot no body neither, how come you feel cold? – I've been downbelow so long that even my soul has gottenaccustomed to the heat. – Hey…if I ain't got no body,I ain't got no fingers, right? – Right. – No fingers, nofingerprints, right? – Right. – I can get away with murder!- Not exactly.

Without fingers, youcannot squeeze a trigger. – Yeah… I'd sure wannasqueeze a trigger… (vehicle rumbles by softly) Hey! What is this, a double cross?This ain't St. Louis! Smiley is in St. Louis! – The body we want is here… and don't you forget,.

You have a little jobto do for me first. That was our deal. – Okay… I ain't reneging.- Come on. (car horn honks) – Hey! What's the idea ofbringing me here? I'm going to get you the fingersto squeeze that trigger. – How do you figure gettin'it in a criminal court?.

– How did I figure getting youout of that jam down below? But I did. – Yeah. That was neat. – This will be even neater. Trust me. – Okay. – Let's go. – There ain't a seatin the joint!.

– Let's sit here. – What's the matter with you?There's cops in them seats. – Oh they won't mind.They won't even know. (sound of faintindistinct chatter) – [man] Your Honor…the defendant of this case has failed toestablish an alibi. The testimonyconclusively proves that this man was atthe scene of the crime, and at the exact timeit was committed.

Therefore, I respectfullyrequest the court– – That's a lie! I'm not goingto take any more of this! (gavel bangs) (thump)(indistinct chatter) – [man] Get a doctor, quick! – What happened?- He collapsed, Eddie. – Not a judge everpassed out on me. (indistinct chatter) – [man] This courtis now adjourned.

– Come on Eddie, let's go.- Hey…don't give me no orders. I do all theleadin'. Get me? – Yes, Eddie.- Don't you never forget. I'm the boss. – Yes, Eddie. I shouldn't havebeen so brusque. – I've given him a sedative. Let him sleep a whilethen, get him home. He'll be alright.

– Sure, doctor. Alright, gentlemen. (door closes) – Smokes! – I told you I knewwhere your double was. If this guy had hungaround St. Louis, he'd have gottenbumped instead of me. – Too bad he didn't. – Is he the guy you wanna get?- Yes.

– What'd he do toyou? Send you up? – I was sent down…not up. – Hey…this guy's a judge! I ain't musclin' inon no judge's body! – What difference does it make? It will serve yourpurpose…and mine. – Yeah… What happens when he getsup and…finds I'm him? – When we're through withhim, he won't know a thing.

Not a single bled…solitary thing. – What about you? Ain't you gonna findyourself a body? – Yes. I'll get one. But you first…you'rethe important one. – Yeah. And don't you forget it.- I won't forget it, Eddie. ♪ (eerie ominous music) – What…whatcha doing?.

– Fusion, Eddie. The power of heat. I'll fuseyou into this man as steel can befused into steel. Relax. ♪ (eerie ominous music) Relax. ♪ (eerie ominous music) ♪ (ominous music).

– Oh, Albert?- Yes doctor? – Is Ms. Foster still here?- Yes sir,she's making coffee. – Oh, fine. – May I inquire howthe judge is, sir? – Oh, a goodnight'srest and he'll be alright. – Oh, that's good. – Run down to thedruggist, will you, and get this sedativejust in case he wakes up. – Yes, doctor.- It'll be ready for him.

– Is he still sleeping?- Yes. – There you are. – Oh thanks. – It's nothing seriousI hope, Matt? – Mmm…excellent. No, I don't think so. However, I've been expectingthis for some time. – Why do you say that?- [doctor] One canonly do so much especially one ofFred's temperament.

When he awakes in the morning, I suggest you pilehim into his car, and get him awayfor a couple weeks. I'm only the judge'ssecretary, not his wife. – [doctor] If that ring meansanything, you soon will be. – But Fred can'tpossibly go away now. – Why? – Well, with the electiononly a few days off… his speech at theauditorium tomorrow…

– Well Barbara, you've always had your ownway. I suppose you will now. – That's not fair, Matt. Nobody can stop Fred.Nobody can push him on. I'm the last one who wantsto see him hurt or sick. You believe that,don't you? – Of course. – I'll bring him to your officefirst thing in the morning. – No, no…

That wouldn't do at all. Not all people are readyto accept psychiatry as a normal branch of medicine. The general impressionis, I believe, that a man who needs apsychiatrist must be crazy. Ridiculous, of course,but there you are… and some people are ratherreluctant to cast their votes for lunatics. – I hadn't noticed.

– Be better if I came here. [doctor] Goodbye Barbara.- Goodbye Matt. (door closes) Albert? – Yes, Miss Barbara?- I'm going home… and if the judge awakens duringthe night, please call me. – Yes, Miss Barbara. (clock chimes) (door closes).

(clock chimes) (Albert whistles)(clock chimes) (shades slide) (Albert whistles) Judge? Please sir, yourappointment is for nine sharp! Judge? Your Honor? I hated to wake you, sir. Youwere sleeping so peacefully.

– He did it… I got one… – One what, sir? – You got one, too!- I hope so, sir. – I can feel myself! I'm solid! Solid, like I used to be.- Are you quite alright, sir? – Alright? Sure, I'm alright. Nick…

Nick? Where's Nick? (door opens) Hey, Nick! Nick, where are you? Hey, Nick? (door closes) Did Nick sleep here too? – I'm afraid I don'tfollow you, sir. – You'd better not… I don't like being followed.

Who are you, anyway? – Really sir, I— Are you gonna tell me ordo I slap it out of you? – I'm Albert,your man, sir… and if you'd pardon me,your bath is ready, sir. – I don't need no bath. They cleaned me up goodwhen they let me out. Where's his duds?- I beg your pardon? – His duds! His rags, clothes! – Whose clothes, sir?- The judge's!.

I gotta get dressed andget to St. Louis, quick! What am I, a judgeor an undertaker? Ain't you got nothin'with fancy stripes? – Fancy stripes? – Oh, nevermind. I'llwear one of these. Alright, youdouble crosser… I'm comin' for ya. – Here you are, sir. – What are you gonna do?- Help you into them, sir.

– Scram.- But sir, I– – Scram!- Yes, sir. (door opens) Hello, Ms. Barbara?This is Albert. I…I don't wish to alarm you, but the judge is definitelynot himself this morning. I'm terribly worried about it. Oh, that'll be splendid…and do hurry, please. Thank you.

– Hey, you!(door opens) You!- Yes, sir? – Get me a ticket on thenext plane to St. Louis. – But sir, you— You work here, don't you? – Well really— Don't you?! – For a good many years, sir.- Well, get it! – But your appointment, sir! – I got an appointment inSt. Louis…which comes first. – But plane reservationsare hard to get,.

Especially on suchshort notice. – Okay…then call the airportand get me a special plane, all to myself. Come on! Hey…I'll need some dough.Is there any around? – Well in theusual place, sir. – Don't give me no doubletalk! Where's the dough? – In the safe, sir. – I don't see no safe.

– If I seem to bebaffled by your– – Will you shut up anddo like I tell you? – Where's the strong box?- Behind the picture, sir. – There's aflock of pictures! – The one with the boat, sir. The button, sir… – Got any sandpaper? (wall creaks) – Have you forgottenthe combination?.

– I don't need no combination.This is duck soup. (click) (safe clatters) (safe clatters shut) (safe door closes) – Eh, please sir… – (snaps fingers) Hey… Where's thenearest hock shop? – You can't possiblyleave town today, sir!.

(soft thump) (door opens) (station bell rings in distance) (aircraft engine rumbling) (engine softly rumbling) – Hello Eddie. (engine softly rumbling) – How'd you get here?- I never explain my actions. – You better explain to me. Idon't like no surprises.

– I have many moresurprises in store for you if you try to runout on me again. – I ain't runningout on nothin'! I was just hoppin' over to St.Louis to take care of that rat. – That rat can wait.Parker comes first. Besides, being up so highmakes me uncomfortable. I'm much happier down below. – Scared, huh? – I appall altitudes.

(engine sputters) – Hey, what's that?- [pilot] Engine trouble, sir. We'll have to goback to the field. – What a strange coincidence. (engine sputters) – Wipe that smileoff your mug. – I apologize most completely. (engine clatters) – Are you surehe said St. Louis?.

– Yes, Ms. Barbara. – St. Louis…St. Louis! I can't imagine whatcould take him there! And at a time like this, witha thousand things to do! You should've donesomething, Albert. Phone me, or stoppedhim or something! I tried to, Ms. Barbara, but he gave me apush and out he went! – (scoffs) That's ridiculous!.

The judge is gentility itself.He never pushed anybody. – He never did any of thethings he did this morning. From the first time heawakened, he acted peculiarly. – Go on. – When I went to help himdress, he…he told me to scram! – The judge said scram? – That was the very wordhe used, Ms. Barbara. – You're certain you weren'thaving hallucinations, Albert? – I only wish that were true.It's been most disturbing.

I would've calledDr. Higgins, but I didn't havethe opportunity. – Well, I'll call him now.- Very good,Ms. Barbara. (phone lifts out of receiver) (rotary phone dials) – Hello, Doctor Higgins please. This is Barbara Foster. Not a word to anybody, Albert!- Oh heavens no, Miss–! – Hello Matt. Look,I'm at Fred's.

No, he isn't here! He took a plane for St. Louis. – Well that's extraordinary. Well…don't be unduly alarmed. It may be only apassing aberration. We'll see when he gets back. Let me know themoment he arrives. And let me warn you, Barbara… No matter how strangely heacts, don't antagonize him.

Humor him, indulge him. [doctor] Remember you aredealing with someone who'sill…perhaps very ill. Now you understand,don't you Barbara? The important thing is patience. – I understand, Matt. Goodbye.(phone sets into receiver) Well, Albert… We must be verypatient with him. – We will, Ms. Barbara.

(door bell buzzes) ♪ (ominous sentimental music) – Remember now…nota word to a soul. (door opens) (door bell buzzes)♪ (ominous sentimental music) (door opens) (door closes hard)♪ (whimsical music) – Your Honor, did youmiss your plane? – Yeah.

– Albert, who is it? (door opens)- The judge is back. – Darling!(brisk footsteps) Oh darling, I wasso worried about you! – Who's the dame? – Your fiancée. The girlfriend…orrather, the judge's. Go ahead, Eddie.Make the most of it. She's all yours.

– Hey… This is okay! It ain't only atrigger I can squeeze. – Why darling, you've nevertalked like that before! Why are you staring at me?- Just sizing you up. Not bad. Plenty of curves, andall in the right places. Come here, babe.- Please, darling– – You don't have tobe afraid of me.

How about me and youstepping out tonight? It's been a long time. – Please, Fred! – Fred? – You're Fred. – Oh, that's the judge's handle.- Mm-hmm. – Who are you talking to, dear?- Nick. – Oh…Nick. – Beat it.

Scram! – Yes, sir. – Why Fred, you nevertalk to Albert– – Never mind what I never,there's gonna be lots of things you ain't neverseen the judge do. You better get used to it.- Yes dear, I'll try… Oh please Fred,you're hurting me! Hey, playinghard to get, eh? What's so funny?.

– I'm sorry, Eddie. Sorry. – So what's your name? – Oh really, Fred?- What's your name? – Well now you certainlyknow my name. – I wouldn't ask if I knowed! I'll call you Rosie.- Rosie?! – Yeah…a little number Iused to run around with. Built just like you. Come on, come on, relax.

I ain't such a bad guy. – Now stop it, Fred!- Hey, who you yellin' at— You–! I'm sorry, dear…- Okay… – You'll be late. – I got lots of time. – Of course, but you'redue at the auditorium to deliver your speech.- Come again? – Your speech, dear.It's getting late. – I do all my speechin'with my rod.

– I want you tomake the speech, Eddie. I'll be behind you,whispering in your ear. It's all part of the plan. – Hey, I think you're doinga little too much planning! – On second thought dear, maybe it would be bestif we postponed it. – What do you mean “best?”If I gotta make a speech,I'll make it. (scoffs) It'll smell,but it's okay. – Perhaps you'd bettertake a few days rest.

I'll call the campaigncommittee and explain. – What's 'a matter?What's 'a matter?(phone slams down) You think I can't do it?- I know you can, only– – Only nothin'! I can do anythingI put my mind on. – Of course!- Now where do we go? – The auditorium.- Come on. We'll give it to 'em good! Come on, Nick.- Just who is Nick?.

– A con-man I'mtied in with. (door closes) – [man] Boy, we ain't beenforgotten by Lady Luck likeI thought. “Judge Parker collapsedon bench.” Now ain't that just too bad?(man laughs) And listen to this editorial: “Dare we leave the helm of ourship in the hands of a man whose physical conditionis in question? Now, in the stormiest periodin our state's history?”.

Certainly not…and as patriotic citizens, we gotta do somethingabout this situation. – Yeah…now, backin St. Louis– – NevermindSt. Louis, Shaggsy. Whatever you did inyour hometown, we'lldo it better here. The point is, we've got tosee that the judge stays sick. We gotta see that hiscondition maybe even gets worse. – Sure, Boss!That's the idea. – [boss] Now we've the judgehanging on the ropes.

Now we gotta deliver the KO!- Yeah! – All of which is only toprotect the people, mind you. Now with our boy, peoplecan go about their business in the pursuitof happiness, which is coming tothem without worry. – Sure, without worrying.- That's right. – Now, he's speaking atthe auditorium at 2. That'll give you plenty of time.Put on a good show, Shaggsy. One more cave-in like hehad in court yesterday,.

And we'll be dusting off thegovernor's chair for our boy. (phone rings)- Come on boys. – Wait a minute.(phone rings) Hello? Hello, sweetheart. It's my wife. Go ahead… and remember, I wannahear that the judge has taken a turnfor the worst. – We'll bring back histeeth. Come on.

(door opens) (faint indistinct chatter) – Hey…imagine merunning for governor. – Darling, you'retoo modest. Come on, let's go on the stage.- Wait a minute, wait a minute. Wait a minute, I wannacase the joint first. (indistinct chatter) Hey…lookat that turnout! (indistinct chatter).

(men laughing) Hey, what are you goingbackwards for? Stick close. You're giving methe words, remember? – Oh, there is HisHonor now! Excuse me. – Hey, where are you?- Please darling– – Well Your Honor, we'reall ready to start! – Where's Nick?- They're waiting! – Let 'em wait! Hey…where did he go?.

– There's someonewith His Honor? I'm sure we can find him a seat.- Oh, that'll be fine! Darling…darling!- Nice thing… – Please darling,everyone's waiting. – I need Nick to helpme with the words! – You have yourspeech right here! (crowd cheers & applauds) – [man] Glad to see you, Judge. I was getting a littleworried about you.

(crowd cheers & applauds) – Children, you're all ready.Now it's time, go ahead. – Your Honor? – Stand up, dear. – Your Honor, on behalf ofall the boys and girls and members of the Parker Clubs, and in gratitude for allyou have done for them, regardless of who they are… Regardless of who they are…

– (whispers) Andwhere they come from. – And where they come from,we want to present you with… (faint indistinct chatter) I lost it… (children clamoring) – Oh, there it is! – Gee… This watch. (applause).

– Thank the children, darling. – Thanks, kids. – You're welcome, Your Honor. – Alright children, this way. (applause) (gavel bangs) – [man] Fellow Americans… as the campaign forgovernor of this great state goes into its final phase,.

It is an honor and aprivilege to speak once again on behalf of the candidate of the Citizens' BetterGovernment Committee, Judge Frederick Parker! (crowd cheers and applauds) The whole country knows of the famous ParkerYouth Foundation, created by ourcandidate 10 years ago. This one organization hasreduced juvenile crime 97%.

Since it was founded.(crowd cheers and applauds) (crowd cheers and applauds) Because Judge Parker isa man who understands that juvenile delinquency is not a matter ofbad boys and good boys, but rather a matter of badconditions and good conditions. He is a man revered andloved by his friends, respected and fearedby his enemies… a man of countless virtues!.

(crowd murmurs) (chuckles nervously) Ladies andgentlemen, as we have just seen, one of Judge Parker's numerousvirtues is his modesty. – What's the idea,letting me down? – I'm not letting youdown. Far from it. – What about this?- Throw it away… and go out thereand tell 'em off. – Tell 'em off…what'll I say? – Surely I don't haveto tell you that.

These people sentyou to prison, Eddie. They're your enemies: the “Thou Shalt Not” Gang,The Law and Order Brigade. They hate you. They'vealways hated you. Now is your chance to tellthem what you think of them. You're not afraid— I ain't afraid of nothin'. – Then go out thereand give it to them. Call them by their right names. Call them every nameyou can think of. – Yeah.

– It is my privilege tointroduce the next governor of this great state,Judge Frederick Parker! – (growls) I'll tell 'em. (crowd cheers and applauds) (gavel bangs) (crowd cheers and applauds) (gavel bangs) (crowd cheers and applauds) (gavel bangs).

(crowd cheers and applauds) (gavel bangs)(crowd quiets down) – Listen! All of you! I'm gonna tell you a few things! You're–! (eggs pelting)(woman screams)♪ (suspenseful music) (commotion & chaos)♪ (suspenseful music) Hey you! (commotion & chaos)♪ (suspenseful music).

– He's using jiu-jitsu! (commotion & chaos)♪ (suspenseful music) (pow) – You can't do that–! (pow) (commotion & chaos)♪ (suspenseful music) (thump) (commotion & chaos)♪ (suspenseful music) (pow).

♪ (suspenseful music) (pow) – Stop it Eddie, stop it!They're your friends! – You're crazy!(pow) (commotion & chaos)♪ (suspenseful music) (man yelps) See that?! – Take it Eddie, take it! (commotion & chaos)♪ (suspenseful music).

(thump) ♪ (suspenseful music) It's not you they'reafter, it's the judge! – Yeah, but I'mgetting the punches! ♪ (suspenseful music) – But you're making ahero of the judge! – You want themto make mince meat of me? (thud) (commotion & chaos)♪ (suspenseful music).

– Idiot. (sirens wailing) – [man] Shaggsy, the cops!Beat it, beat it! (sirens wailing) On your feet! Get outof here, get going! ♪ (dramatic sentimental music) – No, I won't need that now,Mr. Kramer. Thank you. – Are you hurt verymuch, your Honor? – (Eddie chuckles) Nah.

– Sure you're alright, dear?Are you able to walk? – Sure, sure. – Gee, Judge, your Honor,you're a champ! – May I kiss you? – [boy] The judge don'twant girls kissin' him. – You go right aheaddear, if you want to. ♪ (sentimental music) – Come on, babe. Hey…where's Nick?.

– Oh, never mind Nicknow dear, please. – Well, he was with–he was with… ♪ (sentimental music) (door opens) – Albert, get me some anti-septics and bandages, quickly. – Yes, Ms. Barbara. – Darling, you were magnificent! But you know you weren't cutout for that sort of thing. – You know somebody whocould've done it better?.

– No, dear… but I'm afraid ofthe aftereffects! I know you'regoing to be ill. – Hey, I've ain't neverbeen sick in my life! – But Fred, you were just— I'm glad Nick ain't here. – Darling! What's come over you? Oh… – What's this? Hey! Take that junk out ofhere…and get me a drink.

– The mineral water, sir? – I said a DRINK. Bourbon! – Well Fred, you don't drink!- You just watch me… and some cigars. – But Fred, you can't smokeor drink! You know that. – Are you kiddin'? What are you standingthere for? Get! – Darling, please. You'llonly make yourself ill. – Stop worrying, Rosie!- Fred!.

– Hey, how about somesmooching, eh? – Darling! You have changed. Oh… (tray sets down) (glass clinks) (liquid pours) – Want a shot?- I wish you wouldn't, dear. You've had enoughexcitement for one day. – I ain't started, yet.

Take a powder.- Take a powder, sir? Oh, you mean scram? – Here's luck, Rosie. – Be careful, dear.- I can do this all day. (gasps) (coughs violently) (gasps) (makes exasperated sounds) That's funny, I've neverchoked on this before.

(exhales) (lighter clicks) (gasps & coughs) What kind of a body didthat lug slip me, anyhow? – I better have Albertput you to bed. – Hey…I ain't sleepy! You feel good. – I've got to get home, dear.- Home? Don't you live here?.

– You know perfectlywell I don't live here! – The judge must bescrewy or somethin'… You ain't going home, Rosie. – I AM going home, andthe sooner the better. – Wait a minute, wait–hey!- Darling! Oh Fred, I told you!- I'm alright, I'm alright… You don't have toworry about me. I've…I've gotnothing in my way… I feel fine. (raspy chuckle).

(Eddie mumbles)(thump) – Darling! – Ms. Barbara! What happened? – His Honor just passed out. ♪ (whimsical music) Taxi? – [driver] Yes ma'am. (car starts & accelerates) (gears grind).

♪ (whimsical music) (bang) (car door opens) (car door closes) – Hey, what's the idea? – Get back in your cabor I'll slug you! – Ah, don't get excited! – Come on. – No Eddie, let's take this one.

(door opens) ♪ (soft whimsical music) – Criminal court, please.- [driver] Yes ma'am. ♪ (soft whimsical music)(cab engine starts) (car door closes)(cab accelerates away) – I have the the swornaffidavits and depositions for those witnesses in Chicago. They came in themail this morning. – What witnesses?What's all this about?.

– Chicago should bepretty familiar to you. I understand your bosom pal has opened a coupleof night spots there. – You mean Smiley? – Who is Smiley dear? I don't see his namein these documents. When I'm finishedwith him, the only place you'll find hisname will be on a tombstone. – Well, what is heto do with the Bentley trial?.

– I don't know noBentley! All I know– – The Bentley trial, dear! The case you'rehearing in court today! – Don't worry, Eddie.I'll be there. This gives youanother go at Parker. You be sure you don'tbungle it this time. – Sure sure, I knowall about trials. So do you, bub. – Are you talking tothe cab driver, dear?.

– Keep your eye front! Youwant us to get killed?! – Sorry, your Honor. – Dear, listen to me… I was talking to DoctorHiggins. He said that– – Listen Rosie, I'mhandling it my way! First comes Bentley…thencomes that St. Louis, two faced, doublecrossing, back stabbing– – Fred! – I'll show you a few trickson how to get Smiley.

Tricks you nevereven dreamed of. – Sure, sure, I go through withthe trial in nothing flat… and then we shootout to St. Louis. – What will we do inSt. Louis, dear? – Not you, just us. – Not–not me? Just us? Oh darling, you frightenme when you talk like this. – This is strictlybetween me and Smiley. We're going south together.

– On a vacation?To Florida? – Further south…it's ahundred times hotter. (papers rustle) – Boss, I tell you them'shis honest own words! And get this…he said hewas going to rush through with the trial then hop quickto St. Louis and get Smiley! – That's dangeroustalk for a judge and a gubernatorialcandidate to make. You sure you heardright? You're positive?.

– Yeah, he called him a double-crossing back-stabber, who's running a racketwith the judge's dough. – Nice work, Jim.(phone sets down) Boys, we're in. The honorable judgejust put himself right out of the running! Shaggsy, that hunchof yours was right. This judge not onlylooks like Eddie, he's the biggest two-timing,double-crossing candidate.

That ever ran for office! He's even worsethan our own man! – You calling the judge?- I'm calling Smiley. – This looks like whatthey put on a guy what's givinga neck tie party. Now tell me the wrapon these Bentleys. – Attempted murder. Mrs. Bentley and her husband tried to kill her fatherand collect his insurance.

– One of that things, eh?- Mmm-hmm. They pushed him infront of a subway train… but they bungledit, the fools. The old man's alive, butsomewhat mangled. The entire country's shockedby the ugliness of it. Somehow, they fail tosee any beauty in it. – What chance they got?- Judge Parker? None. Or they wouldn't havespent all that money trying to square thingsbefore coming up for trial.

– Did they try to getto Judge Parker? – Oh no… They wouldn't do that. They know it's impossibleto fix Judge Parker. – Hey, who's spreadingthe dough? – A man knownas Big Harry. – Well what's his last name? (book thumps) I can'tlook up no “Big Harry.” I want to call him up andhave him come here quick.

Before the trial.- No, he's too smart for that. – Well what'll I do? – Well, you just dial”spring 74242.” I'll guide you. A little…telepathic transmission. – Always showing offwith them big words. I used to dish outplenty of dough myself when I put in a fix.(rotary phone dials) Now's my chance toget some of it back. 25 grand ain't enough tofix a rap like what this is.

Why, it's–it's… – Heinous. – It's heinous. – The whole countryis aroused by it. – Yeah, it's arousedthe whole country. – [man] But your Honor… – As is the case of the Peoplevs Mitchell 186 New York 942. – Like in the case of thePeople vs Mitchel 186 New York 942.

– They got 30 years. – You don't want the Bentleysto do a 30-year hitch, do you? – No your Honor, but… If you'll onlybe reasonable… Let me bring the Bentleys in. – Mmmm… So you can havewitnesses for the fix, huh? – No, your Honor. I justwant you to see them, and… and have them say aword in their own defense— Wait!.

Put the moolahon the desk first. (envelope rustles) (door opens) (door closes) – Your Honor, this isMr. and Mrs. Bentley. They will tell youthat this whole affair was merely the result ofa tragic misunderstanding. [man] This fineupstanding citizen… and this frail, innocent,law-abiding little lady,.

Were simply victimsof circumstance. As a result of which, Mrs. Bentley has beenunder the constant care of her physician. She's lost weight…she's been unable to… – Rosie… Rosie Morgan! – It can't be! You was bumped…

You was bumped! – You didn't wait long to get hooked up withthis lug, did you? – [man] Your Honor— Shut up! – Easy Eddie, don'truin everything– – You shut up too! All them trips to Kansas City to see your poorold crippled mother. And you!- Your Honor,get hold of yourself!.

– So this was your mother, huh?You little two-timers! Playing around withhim all the time… but I got you now. Wait'till the trial starts! I'll throw the book at you!I'll give you the works! I'll salt you andhim away for keeps! (Rosie screams) – Your Honor, thecourt is ready, sir. – Here's your dough!You can't fix thisrap, not for a million! Not for all thedough in the country!.

– Your Honor, theytrying to bribe you? – (scoffs) Yeah, imagine! – Well wait 'till I tell thisstory to press, Your Honor. After this you're a cinch tosit in the governor's chair! – Hey…don't you neversay chair to me! – Oh I'm sorry,your Honor. – You fool… You unmitigated, abysmal fool! ♪ (ominous music).

– If you had a body,I'd tear it apart! ♪ (eerie music) Good thing youcan do that trick. – You should see him.He's gotten worse. He's somebody Idon't know anymore. What is it, Matt? What'shappened to Fred? ♪ (melancholy music) – It isn't as simple asdiagnosing a case of measles. – No, thank you.

– Could be a throwback tohis formative years, his young years,the boyhood years, when he…lived in the slums. – But what caused it? (lighter clicks) – Fear, probably.- Of what? – Well, he might be afraidof the high office he's running for. Afraidof being elected. Afraid of the responsibilitiesit might mean.

Afraid of loving awoman like you. – A woman like me?- [doctor] Yes. Barbara…I think Fred shouldwithdraw from the campaign. – Are you serious?- Deadly serious. – But you can't be!He's as good aselected right now. – [doctor] Yes, I know. – Oh, he'll be alright.He's got to be! He's got to be governor! – From judge's secretary togovernor's wife. Not bad.

– Why, Matt–! – Barbara… We've been friendsfor a long time. You're the loveliestgirl I've ever known. You're also the most ambitious. – Yes, Matt…I am. See, I'm not apsychiatrist. I don't know much aboutneurotic conditions… but I do know that whatFred is doing, he must do.

Psychiatry won't givea lot of poor kids a chance to grow up likedecent human beings, and Fred Parker will. Psychiatry won't wipeout the vicious elements in this world, but the influenceof Governor Parker will… and this ambitiouswench, Barbara Foster, is going tohelp him do it. – I'm sorry, Barbara… I guess I was mistakenof you. Forgive me?.

– I'm sorry too… I'm sorry that aman like Fred has to pay for allthis with his health. But… – Well, perhaps it'll work out. As a matter of fact, hiscondition may pass asquickly as it came… but he must be handled withpatience and understanding. It's going to bedifficult for you. – Nothing is difficultwhere Fred is concerned.

– If you could possibly gethim away for a short while, it would help enormously.- I'll do my best. – Good. Still friends? – Of course. Always. Goodbye, Matt. ♪ (sentimental music) (car hums softly)♪ (sentimental music) – [Nick telepathically]Lovely, isn't she?.

Go ahead, Eddie. Make the mostof it. She's all yours. – [Eddie telepathically]Mine, eh? Nah…this dameain't like Rosie. – Why I sent for you sosudden is this, Smiley: you've been negotiatingto operate in the east the same as in St. Louis, which is okay withme and the boys on certain good and reasonableconditions, of course. – I got conditions too.

– [campaign boss] Oh sure, we'renot going to have any argument about percentages. There's only one question. – Shoot.- Eddie Kagle. – What about him? – Well, now that he'sout…free again– – Ain't you heard? Eddieain't around anymore. – He ain't? – Yeah, he was bumped out theminute he graduated college.

– Well, what do you know? That means you'retop dog now. – Nobody else. – And you'reoperatin' alone? You don't have to asknobody about nothin'? – You're learning fast. – You wouldn't beholding out any important informationon us, would you Smiley? – Such as, for instance?.

– For instance, like”silent partners.” You know, someone wayup in political circles that's maybe getting acut out of everything? – I told you I operatestrictly alone. – We heard different. And we heard itstraight, Smiley. – You're hearing itstraight from me. Yours truly, Smiley Williams. – Alright, Smiley.If you say so.

After all, if you ain'texactly telling us the truth, they'll be complications, withsomebody who'll get hurt. – It's always the otherguy who gets hurt. Not me. – Send him to the judge's house.That will settle both of them. Just get 'em together. – Tell you what, Smiley.I just had a thought. Before you open up, there'sa guy you gotta see. If he gives you the okay,then we'll do business.

– Is he the juice?- Yeah, the juice. Now, I'll give you hisname and address. ♪ (ominous music) [campaign boss] You'd bettercall on him right away. If he's not athome…wait for him. ♪ (ominous music) – Judge? A judge, eh? Frederick Parker…

– Better be gettingon over there. – Huh. Is he the juice? – Running for governor, too. (Smiley whistles)Surprised? – Yeah.- I thought you would be. – Is he…tough?- You tell us. We'll be waiting tohear how you come out. Bye, Smiley. – So long.(door opens).

♪ (foreboding music)(door closes) ♪ (whimsical music) – My children, my children.You'd be lost without me. ♪ (whimsical music) ♪ (sentimental music) – The governor'smansion is alright, but this is wherewe really live. ♪ (sentimental music) Should we go in?.

– In? Where? – In our house, silly! – Oh…sure. – Can't you just see it? Shining and beautiful… Remember darling, all thefun we had planning all this? Location, and therooms and the garden? ♪ (sentimental music) Come on, let'sgo up the steps.

♪ (soft music) There, careful now… Now, we're on our porch. Oh darling, we'll spend alot of time out here. After dinner in the evenings,when it's quiet and peaceful. Let's go inside. ♪ (soft music) Hey, oh wait!- What's the matter? – You have to open the door.- Oh…

♪ (sentimental whimsical music) – Come in, dear. Now then…- Hey! You forgot to close the door. – When we're married,I'm going to insist that you carry meacross the threshold. – What? When we get married, eh? – Well don't say itso gloomly, dear.

It won't be that bad. Now…over here is your study,your private, sacred room… and there'll be pictures ofall the great men of law and literatureand politics… and over here by the window,will be your law library… and a big lounging chair for youto slump down into and read. – Will I wanna do any readin'with you in the house? – Why, Fred! That's the nicest thingyou've ever said to me.

– There's a lot of nicethings I wanna say to you. – Say them to me in there. That's the most importantroom in the house. – What is it, the kitchen?- No…the nursery. ♪ (soft sentimental music) – You mean… you want to live herewith me, and… have kids? Sit on a porch? – Of course, darling.

♪ (soft sentimental music) – Look at me… You mean, with me? The way I am? What you see, and… how I talk? – I love you. ♪ (soft sentimental music) – You don't see no difference?.

– No difference that matters. ♪ (soft sentimental music) – Imagine that… I could've had allthis…been all this. People calling me “YourHonor” and smiling at me… and kids making afuss over me, and… and me not having to hidefrom someone all the time… and you! I could've had you!.

– But you are allthat! You have me. ♪ (ominous sentimental music) – I ain't…I got nothin'. I ain't got…even got myself. – Darling, don'tsay those things… at least not up here. You promised todaywould be our day, you promised to forgetall about the court, and the election, everything!.

♪ (soft sentimental music) Please, darling… let's just enjoy ourselves. ♪ (soft sentimental music) (Albert clears throat) – I beg your pardon sir, but perhaps you'd preferto come back tomorrow. Evidently, His Honor isunavoidably detained. – I'll wait.

– Yes sir. ♪ (soft sentimental music) – You happy, darling?- Yeah… but I'm scared, too. – Of what?- I don't know… I've never been scaredof nothin' in all my life. – Doctor Higgins said you— Ah, it ain't nothin'the doctor knows about. Something I can'tfigure out myself. Except maybe it's…because I found something.

I never had before, somethin'I wanna hold on to. A place like this… Feeling of quietinside me… A new slant on things… Yeah…I'm talking screwy.- No, you're not. It makes me so happy tohear you talk like that. – Happy? – Fred, I'm beginningto find you again. ♪ (soft sentimental music).

– Honey, I'm…I'm allmixed up. I can't… ♪ (soft sentimental music) You see, I…I made a deal… but how could I've known that I'll meet upwith a girl like you? ♪ (soft sentimental music) Rather cut my armoff than hurt you. ♪ (soft sentimental music) I'd like to puzzle it out…

Just for a couple ofminutes…by myself. – It's alright, darling. ♪ (soft sentimental music) ♪ (dramatic sentimental music) – That was a verytouching scene. – What are you gumshoein' around for? – I have some nicenews for you. Remember I promised that ifyou help me get Judge Parker, I'd help you get Smiley?- Mmm-hmm.

– Well, I happen to keep my wordeven though some others don't. – I did everything you asked me.- And bungled everything, too. Instead of ruining Judge Parker,you made him more popular. That fight inthe auditorium… Refusing the bribein the Bentley case… and now this fantasticbelling and cooing. – A guy can change, can't he?- Oh not you, Eddie. It's too late for that. Besides, a halo isn'tyour particular dish.

However, what I cameto tell you is this: Smiley is in town. ♪ (dramatic music) – What's he doing here? – He's come to extendhis cafe business. He's going to openup in this city. With your money, Eddie. Themoney you went to jail for. The moneyhe killed you for. ♪ (sinister music).

♪ (foreboding music) ♪ (sentimental ominous music) – I don't know. Gettin' the rat don'tseem important no more. – Oh now really, Eddie.You're going soft. What's more, you'regetting yellow. – Don't you neversay that to me. – Then prove I'm wrong by carrying out yourend of the bargain.

– Well, I… I can't leave Rosie…I mean…Barbara. – Smiley in town is notonly a threat to you, but to…Barbara too. – You mean… You mean the girl is indanger with Smiley here? – Figure it out for yourself. When he sees you, if youdon't get him, he'll get you. Like he did before…

With a smile on his face. You know what that wouldmean to Judge Parker… To his body… and where wouldthat leave Barbara? So you see…eitherway, for her sake… for the sake of any littlechildren she may have… you've got to kill him. – You got a way of puttin'things which makes sense… although inside me,I know that…

I shouldn't follow your advice,but it's like you're saying… it would only be doingBarbara a favor. Protecting her kids… Our kids, maybe… – Mm-hmm. Now you're beginning to seestraight, and think clearly. ♪ (soft sentimental music) Shall we go? ♪ (soft sentimental music).

– I gotta tellBarbara first. ♪ (dramatic sentimental music) Honey, I…I gottaattend to something. Something very important. Gotta use your car.- My car? ♪ (soft sentimental music) Well I guess it's alrightdear, if you want to. – Thanks… I won't be long.

♪ (dramatic sentimental music) Look, honey… I want you to straightenme out on something. – I'll try dear, if I can. – If we was already married…and living in this house, and… had kids… and one day a big rat full ofpoison came out of his hole, and showed his teeth…andwent for the kids' throats, what would you do?.

– There'd be nothing todo but destroy it. – You mean kill it,don't you? – Well…yes. – Thanks…♪ (uplifting dramatic music) Thanks for straightening me out. ♪ (uplifting dramatic music) (Eddie's running footsteps) ♪ (dramatic sentimental music) – Fred, wait!.

(car accelerates away)♪ (dramatic music) ♪ (dramatic music) Kill… ♪ (dramatic music) Kill! ♪ (dramatic music) – What a beautiful day. One couldn't ask formore delightful weather. – Take that grinoff your face.

– Now, please permitme the privilege of expressing myhappy frame of mind with a few facial wrinkles. It relieves the tension. – Lucky I don't putsome wrinkles on you… It'll stay for keeps. (police siren wails) (police siren wails)(motorcycle engines clatter) (motorcycle engines clatter).

(brakes squeal)(motorcycle engines clatter) What's the matter? I wasn't speeding.- I didn't say you was. Let me see yourdriver's license. – Huh…must've leftit in my other suit. – In this state,that ain't good. How about yourowner's license? – Tell him it's yourfiancée's car. Tell him you borrowed itto go to a campaign meeting,.

Where you're making a speech. – Can't you recognize me?I'm Judge Parker. I'm running for governorin the next state. There's a politicalshindig there tonight, and…I'm making a speech. This is my fiancée's car,see, and… she just let me haveit for the emergency. – What's her name? – Barbara Foster.

– That's an interestingset of circumstances… A girl by that namephoned the police and reported her car stolen… and the description of thecar and the license number was identical with theone you're driving. – I'm telling you, you'remaking a mistake! – That's whatthey all say. Anyhow, you canexplain it down at the stationhouse. Follow me.

(motorcycle engines start) (Eddie's footsteps) – You know, this shouldconvince you conclusively, Eddie, that I'm theonly friend you have. First, your best palSmiley double crosses you, and now this girl– – It ain't so! Thecop pulled a boner! The girl ain't hadnothing to do with it! – Wishful thinking, Eddie.She knew you were out to kill,.

Which meant youwouldn't be governor, and she wanted to bethe governor's wife. – You're a liar! – Mankind has been besetby women since Adam, and Barbara is the true offshootof her grandmother Eve. – You're batty.- Will you, at last, come to see that I am the onlyperson you can trust? – No further than I canshow this building! Stop talking tome, will you?!.

You're only making a fireburn in my head! – Now, listen— Stop I tell you! (door opens) – Hey, what's with you?Who are you talking to? – Nobody, I…(stammers) Just rehearsing my speech. – Yeah, well, comein the other room. That lady is here.The owner of the car. – Barbara!.

Barbara, tell thiscopper who I am! – I beg your pardon? What's this? – Do you knowthis man? – I've never seen himbefore in my life. (Nick scoffs) – Barbara, please… Don't do this to me. – [officer] You'll have tofile a complaint, lady.

– Alright— Barbara, wait! Let me talk to you…alone, just for a few minutes. This may meaneverything to you! To…to your future… Please. Barbara… There's certainthings I can't tell you, because I know youwon't believe it… but you gotta believe this:.

For the first timeI can remember, I'm trying to do somethingfor somebody else without caringwhat happens to me. I was beginning tochange, you understand? You done it. Don't spoil it now. Don't let me down… for your own sake. For sake of them kids…

Which is gonna sleepin that nursery you were telling me about. – Fred, you said somethingabout making a deal. Alright…I want you tomake a deal with me. I'll get you out of here…ifyou'll go with me to a minister and marry me, right now. – But I, can't, I– – Take it up, Eddie… and you can finish whatyou started out to do.

– Alright. I'll marry you. ♪ (uplifting sentimental music) Hey Nick, you'regoing the wrong direction. – I'm going in theright direction. – Nevermind him, dear. (car door closes) ♪ (sentimental muisc) – “And he said inanother place,.

If anyone offend one ofthe weak who believe in me, the better for him…(knock on door) the millstone…the better…” (door opens) Where did Ileave off, Agatha? – “It were better.” – What were better? – “If anyone offends.” – “If anyone offend one ofthe weak who believe in me,.

It were better…” Well? – We wanna get married. – [reverend] Why? – Too many people aregetting married these days without asking themselves why. Well there's an idea… Make a note ofthat for a sermon. – Yes, dear. My husband ispreparing his sermon.

He'll be right with you.Won't you sit down? – “If anyone offend one of theweak who believe in me… it were better for himthat a millstone werehanged about his neck, and he were castinto the sea.” And he said inanother place, “If thy hand offendthee, cut it off. It is better for theeto enter life maimed than to go into the cahainaof an extinguishable fire.” – You said it, brother.

– Expressions of approval be confined to amen…please. ♪ (sentimental music) “For it is written that everyoneshall be burned with fire, and every bitsalted with salt. When the Devil speaks to youmy children, heed him not… for his only desire is to leadyou below. He is the evil one. [reverend] Watch for him! No matter what name heintroduces himself with,.

Lucifer, Beelzebub,Mephistopheles…” – Hey… ♪ (ominous music) I know him… ♪ (ominous music) – [reverend] Wherewas I, Agatha? – Mephistopheles.- [reverend] Oh yes. “Heed not Mephistopheles,my children, lest you suffereternal damnation.

When he whispers in yourear, turn away your head and hearken instead to theangel on your shoulder.” – What if you ain't got noangel on your shoulder? – You have if youlive right, son. Be good, do good! [reverend] The devil wieldsno power over a good man. ♪ (sentimental music) – Sit tight, honey. I'mcoming right back. – Where are you going?.

– I'm gonna telloff the devil. – [reverend] Good for you, son. The altar's to your leftas you enter the church. (door closes) ♪ (dramatic sentimental music) – Well, Eddie? – I just came out totell you something. There's a smartoperator in there… what knows all the answers.- You don't say.

♪ (ominous music) – He even knowswho you are. – Do you know? Yeah, Nick…I know. – I'm afraid I'll have totake you back, Eddie. You know too much. – The dope I got says you can'tget the drop on a good man. – That hardly covers you.- My record's clean, this trip. I ain't done nothin' wrongsince you brought me back.

♪ (ominous music) – Oh Eddie, I've only thekindliest feelings towards you, and to prove it, I want youto go right back in there and marry Barbara, and myblessings on both of you. – We don't want noblessings from you. I'm through with you. ♪ (ominous sentimental music) “Beezlebub!” – And therefore is not byany to be entered into lightly,.

But reverently… discreetly, advisably, soberlyand in the fear of God. [reverend] Underthis holy estate, these two personscome now to be joined. If any man can show just cause, why they may notlawfully be joined together, let him now speak… for else hereafter,forever hold his peace. I require and charge you both— Wait a minute!.

– Please, dear! – He brought upsomethin' important. ♪ (dramatic sentimental music) Honey, I gotta speaknow…like he says. I can't marry you. I'd be doing wrong… and that's just what thedevil is waiting for. – Oh, dear lord… ♪ (sentimental music).

Fred, you don't know how hard I've been trying tohelp you in every way… but I'm afraid Ican't go much further. You're not only destroyingyourself, you're destroying me, and I just can'tstand it any longer! Please, let's go onwith the ceremony! – But honey, I can't… My eyes have been opened! Marrying you now would bethe worst thing I could do…

Which don't mean thatyou lost Fred Parker, but like you saidthis afternoon, you'd be finding him again! And you'd be proud of him… like you always was. ♪ (sentimental music) Honey, if I can onlymake you understand… ♪ (sentimental music) – I think I dounderstand, darling.

Come, I'll drive you home. ♪ (sentimental music) Please forgive us. ♪ (sentimental music) (door opens) (door closes) – Eddie… You have a visitor. ♪ (dramatic music).

You might like to knowthat in his breast pocket, he's carrying the very gunwith which he snuffed you out. He's been carryingit around ever since. Brings him luck, he says. You can now repay that longoverdue debt with your own gun. That's what's knownas poetic justice. ♪ (tense music) ♪ (dramatic sentimental music) ♪ (suspenseful music).

– [reverend's voice] Heed notMephistopheles, my children, lest you suffereternal damnation. When he whispers in yourear, turn away your head… and hearken instead to theangel on your shoulder. ♪ (dramatic sentimental music) – You're right,”Mepipopolous…” or Nick for short… but I ain't never pluggedno guy went to sleep. I'll wake him first.

– It's so muchsimpler this way. I made him drowsy tomake it easier for you. – You make everythingeasy, don't you? – Alright…have ityour way. Wake him up. It might bemore amusing. – I'll go fix him a drink… Make it feel like old times. ♪ (sinister music) Smiley…

Smiley! – Huh–who called me? – I did. Oh…Judge Parker. – I'm fixing acouple of drinks. (liquid pours) What's on your mind? – Well, I'm operating inSt. Louis and other spots… – Mm-hmm.

– And I'm interested in a coupleof joints here in the east. Bellamy steered me to youabout getting a passport. – Sure, sure… I understand. – So, as is my nature tocome to the point pronto… what's your cut? – A hundred grand and25% of the take. (Smiley chortles sarcastically)- Hold on, Judge… I may be from St. Louis,but I ain't no hick.

– You operatin' alone?(liquid pours) No partners? – All alone. – I heard there was, a…EddieKagle headin' your outfit. – Yeah, but he's dead. – You sure? – Well I oughtaknow, 'cause I– – 'Cause you, what? – I got the flash, soon asthe cops found his body.

– I heard he was your pal. – Yeah, we grew up together. I used to do his thinkin',and he'd do my fightin'. – So you paid him off byputtin' four slugs in him from his own rod. – Hey, what kindof talk is that? You after blackmail? This is SmileyWilliams you're talking to. – Who should know…

Better than me? ♪ (dramatic music) – You… You– (stammers) – Why areyou so nervous? You look like you seen a ghost.♪ (ominous music) – Stop it Eddie.Get on with it. – Shut up, Memipopolous.♪ (ominous music) – My name is Smiley Williams.

– Pleased to meet you. They call me Judge Parker…♪ (ominous music) but maybe I ain't Judge Parker.♪ (ominous music) Maybe I'm somebody else…♪ (ominous music) Somebody you know.♪ (ominous music) – No! No, you…can't be him! – Him? Who's him? – Eddie! Eddie Kagle!.

– Oh, you can't be! Thiswhole thing, it's screwy! – Maybe it ain't screwy. Why don't you startfiguring it out? If I ain't Judge Parker,I must be somebody else. Maybe I'm that pal ofyours, Eddie, Eddie Kagel, the one you choppeddown with his own rod. Figure it, when you'reafraid of every shadow, every footstep, every sound,every dark alley you pass, every car that whizzes by…

Holed up in your hideoutand go slowly nuts… trying to figure is EddieKagle dead, or is he alive? And then when youcan't take it no more… go blow your brains out.♪ (dramatic music) (gun clatters on ground) – There it is, your own gun.Return the compliment, Eddie. – Stop whisperingin my ear, Devil. – Lay off of me, willyou Judge? I'll do anything you say.

♪ (dramatic suspenseful music) Eddie! Eddie! Gimme a chance!♪ (dramatic suspenseful music) (Smiley screams)♪ (dramatic suspenseful music) – You didn't shoot him. We had a bargain. – He was took careof a better way… and I never even touched him.

Now you go back to yourhole in the ground. You're in my way. – I cannot go back without you!- Well, now ain't that too bad. – Now listen, Eddie… No soul has ever escapedfrom my domain before. I've got to get you back orI'll be jeered at and derided. Why, the upheaval would becataclysmic in it's proportions! – What a laugh. (chuckles) Looks like you got yourselfbehind the eight ball.

– Come on Eddie, please!Have a heart. – You'll have to takeit up with the boss. I'm getting my ordersfrom him…from now on. – Must I run afoul of you again? Am I doomed foreverto be vanquished? What has thissub-human creature, incubated from the recessesof foulness, done to becomeyour favorite? It was with evil intentthat he ventured forth. He volunteered to do my bidding!.

Must I be humiliatedby this maggot? I demand my rights! – You're missingthe point, chum. There's an hombrecalled Judge Parker, and a sweet gal named Barbara what's been playing goodball with a lot of kids… which might otherwisejoin up with your team… and me, Eddie Kagle, isstaying around to see that you don't mess things up.

– So long as you remainin the judge's body, neither you nor hecan do anything. What's more, you're makingBarbara very unhappy. The longer youremain on earth, the longer she cannot bejoined with her rightful mate. – It was you who got me in. – You were evil then.I had power over you. – I get it. If I don't myself help youtake me out of Parker's body…

Barbara and the Judge don'tget together like they should. Alright, I'll make you a deal. If you lay off the judgeand Barbara for life… I'll go back with you. – I accept. I have to. Are you ready? – Wait, I… I wanna say goodbyeto Barbara first. – I cannot wait!- You'll wait and like it.

(phone clatters) (rotary phone dials) Hello? Barbara? I gotta see you right away. Hop in your car andcome right over. Yeah. Thanks, honey. ♪ (sentimental music).

You sure are somethin' for theeyes in that outfit, honey. – Thank you, darling.I wanted to look my best. You said we'd go todinner and a show? – Um…I'm afraidthat's off… 'Cause…I…I'm going away.♪ (sentimental music) ♪ (sentimental music) I ain't nevercoming back. – Dearest, what do you mean? Why would you be going away?- Well, I can't tell you.

'cause…I'm afraid youwon't understand, baby. – I only understandthat wherever you go, I wanna go with you. – Nix…you don'tbelong where I'm going. – Oh, darling… ♪ (sentimental music) – Eddie? ♪ (sentimental music) – I got everythingset for you honey,.

So you won't haveno more trouble. When I'm gone…the judge canstraighten everything out, and…you and him get married… and go live inthat swell house… ♪ (sentimental music) and have kids. ♪ (sentimental music) – Eddie… ♪ (sentimental music).

– I have to begoing now, honey. – Please, please don't saythose those things– – Now now now, now… I…feel kinda funny…♪ (eerie sentimental music) Kinda dizzy… – Darling, go in and liedown for a minute. – Yeah, yeah, yeah,I'll lay down. ♪ (sentimental music) I…I just wantedto tell you…

– Eddie! ♪ (sentimental music) – Bye, honey. ♪ (sentimental music) ♪ (ominous sentimental music) ♪ (dramatic sentimental music) (rotary phone dials)♪ (sentimental music) ♪ (sentimental music) – Doctor Higgins, please.

Do youknow where he is? Please try to reachhim, and tell him to come to Judge Parker'sapartment immediately. It's very urgent. Thank you. ♪ (soft music) – Barbara… Barbara! ♪ (sentimental music).

There are tears in your eyes… What's the matter?- Oh, it's nothing… Nothing, everything's fine now. (vehicle rumbles down street) – Well…so long. Funny…I never thoughtpeople's faces looked so good. Lots of other thingsI never noticed before. If I'd only knowed the firsttrip around what I know now… – When I get you down below,.

I'm going to takespecial pains with you. I'm going to introduce youto agonies undreamed of. – I don't thinkyou'll be so tough. – No?- Nah… 'Cause you know why? 'Cause you made asap of yourself. You don't want yourboys to know that. No big shot wants to look likea sucker before his own mob. Now, if I was made a trustee…

– This is sheer,unblushing blackmail! – You oughta know, brother. You oughta know.♪ (eerie ominous music) ♪ (uplifting orchestral music)

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