- [last lines]
- Panama Smith: He's dead.
- Cop: Well, who is this guy?
- Panama Smith: This is Eddie Bartlett.
- Cop: Well, how're you hooked up with him?
- Panama Smith: I could never figure it out.
- Cop: What was his business?
- Panama Smith: He used to be a big shot.
- George Halley: [the men are taking cover in a bombed-out farmhouse, shooting at German soldiers somewhere off-screen. Lloyd takes aim at a German soldier, but hesitates, then lowers his rifle] Whatsa' matta', "Harvard," did you lose the Heine?
- Lloyd Hart: No... but he looks like a kid, about 15 years old.
- George Halley: -
- [Aims his rifle and without any hesitation shoots the young German soldier]
- George Halley: He won't be sixteen.
- [Seconds later, a fellow soldier rushes in to tell them the war is over, the Armistice has been signed]
- Eddie Bartlett: I trust my friends.
- [Walks off]
- George Halley: That guys a sucker. I don't trust any of my friends.
- Panama Smith: The feeling's mutual, George. They don't trust you either.
- George Halley: [Yet another soldier has dived into the shell hole for cover] There's ten thousand shell holes around here and everybody's gotta' come divin' into this one.
- Eddie Bartlett: One thing, Lloyd. They tell me your boss is building a case against our old friend, George.
- Lloyd Hart: The case is already built, Eddie.
- Eddie Bartlett: Yeah, well, you remember what he said would happen if you ever told what you knew about him?
- Lloyd Hart: I remember.
- Eddie Bartlett: So does he.
- George Halley: [Referring to The Sergeant, who rides roughshod over the men] Someday I'm gonna' catch that ape without his stripes on and I'm gonna' kick his teeth out.
- Eddie Bartlett: [Mockingly looking George up and down] You must be quite a guy back home.
- George Halley: [Shrugs nonchalantly] I do all right.
- Lloyd Hart: [the men are taking cover in a bombed-out farmhouse, shooting at German soldiers somewhere off-screen] When is this "armistice" they've been talking about for the past four days?
- Eddie Bartlett: That's just another rumor. This brawl's gonna' go on forever.
- Lloyd Hart: If I ever get back, I'm gonna' have a swell law office in the Woolworth Building. Have it all picked out, on the 28th floor. Can see the whole city: the Bay, Brooklyn...
- Eddie Bartlett: Whaddya' wanna' look at Brooklyn for?
- George Halley: [In the shell hole, battle raging overhead] What's a matta' kid? Ya' scared?
- Lloyd Hart: Yes I am.
- George Halley: [Chuckles unsympathetically] No heart, huh?
- Lloyd Hart: I'm beginning to think so. At least I haven't got any heart for this. I thought this business would be over with before I got here.
- George Halley: What, are you a college kid?
- Lloyd Hart: I just finished law school.
- Eddie Bartlett: Oh, a lawyer, huh? Can you think of anything that can get us out of this hole?
- George Halley: Aw, he wouldn't if he could. He's one of them guys that cheer the loudest back home, and then when they get over here and the goin' gets tough they fold up.
- Eddie Bartlett: [Annoyed] Shut up...
- George Halley: I'm talkin' to him...
- Eddie Bartlett: [Talking to George] And I'm talkin' to YOU. I don't like heroes or big mouths. We're all scared, and why shouldn't we be? Whaddya' think they're usin' in this war, water pistols?
- Eddie Bartlett: [Talking to Lloyd] You're all right, kid. I like guys who are honest with themselves. Stay that way.
- Eddie Bartlett: [the shelling around them has died down] Come on. It looks like it's quieted down.
- [the three men make their way out of the shell hole]
- Panama Smith: I think you're a pretty decent guy. I like to talk to decent guys. They're hard to find.
- Panama Smith: I'm sick of watching you try to put out that torch you carry for her with a lot of cheap hooch. Who does the kid look like?
- Eddie Bartlett: Like her.
- Panama Smith: And they got a nice house.
- Eddie Bartlett: Yeah, it's a nice house if you like that kind of a house, but for me, uh, I'll take a hotel anytime. You know that.
- Panama Smith: Me too. Ain't it funny how our tastes have always run the same? Ever since the first time we met. I can just picture you living in the suburbs, working in a garden, raising flowers and kids. Wouldn't that be a laugh.
- Eddie Bartlett: Yeah, wouldn't I look cute?
- George Halley: [while running across the battlefield ablaze with an artillery barrage in progress, Eddie has just dived into a gaping shell hole for cover. He practically lands on top of another soldier who is already in the crater] Now, do you always come into a rat hole like that?
- Eddie Bartlett: What do you want me to do, knock?
- George Halley: [In the shell hole: Eddie offers a cigarette to George. He in turn takes it, and then picks out bugs that apparently infest everything] Ah, look at that. Them cooties are gettin' desperate: they're feedin' off tobacco.
- Eddie Bartlett: How much can a cootie smoke?
- Fletcher's Garage Mechanic: [Eddie, in his Army uniform, returns to his old place of employment - a garage - seeking to get his job back] That guy thinks he's gonna' get my job just because he's got a uniform on. He used to work here.
- Fletcher's Garage Mechanic: Yeah, those monkey's are gonna' find out what a picnic they had on Uncle Sam's dough while we stayed home and WORKED!
- Narrator: 1929. As the dizzy decade nears its end, the country is stock market crazy. The great and the humble... the rich man and the working man... the housewife and the shop girl. All take their daily flyer in the market, and no one seems to lose. Then like a bombshell comes that never-to-be-forgotten Black Tuesday, October 29. Confusion spreads throught the canyons of New York's financial district. And men stare wild-eyed at the spectacle of complete ruin. More than 16 and a half million shares change hands in a single day of frenzied selling. The paper fortunes built up over the last few years crumble into nothing before this disaster which is to touch every man woman and child in America.
- Narrator: [Opening lines - various clips of 1930's news footages are shown] Today, while the earth shakes beneath the heels of marching troops, while a great portion of the world trembles before the threats of acquisitive power-mad men, we of America have little time to remember an astounding era in our own recent history. An era which will grow more and more incredible with each passing generation until someday people will say it never could have happened at all. April, 1918: almost a million American young men are engaged in a struggle which, they have been told, will make the world safe for democracy.
- [Scene switches to World War I battlefield action, somewhere in France]
- [after a shootout in the club, all the patrons run out in a panic and as the bodies are being carried out]
- Eddie Bartlett: Where you going
- Panama Smith: I'm looking for some excitement. There's a lull in the action
- Eddie Bartlett: [speaking to Jean Sherman] You want the Brooklyn Bridge, all you gotta do is ask for it. If I can't buy it, I'll steal it.
- Henderson: [talking about Jean and Eddie] She seems like a nice kid. I hope she can out-talk him.
- Panama Smith: I hope she can outrun him.
- George Halley: You must've been readin' about Napoleon.
- Eddie Bartlett: What's botherin' you?
- George Halley: First, you used to ask me about things, then you began to tell me, now you ignore me. My feelin's is gettin' hurt.
- Eddie Bartlett: Oh, my poor delicate little rose bud. Ain't that a shame. Just as long as your bank roll ain't hurtin', you got nothing to squawk about.
- Danny Green: Don't break that. The landlady will charge us for it. If you got to break something, smack me on the chin. It's cheaper.
- Lloyd Hart: This is too much for what I did. Buying a couple of taxicabs for you doesn't rate this kind of money..
- Eddie Bartlett: You saved me dough. Take it. That's just the beginning. You hang on to my shirttails and you'll be using that for wallpaper.
- Lloyd Hart: Now, listen, Eddie, you ought to use those cabs as cabs. You're on the wrong track.
- Eddie Bartlett: This dough says I'm not. Look, kid, while the gravy's flowing, I'm gonna be right there with my kisser under the faucet.
- Lloyd Hart: This isn't my kind of law. I started out to be a corporation lawyer.
- Eddie Bartlett: This is a corporation. It's making money.
- Eddie Bartlett: [Eddie, in his Army uniform, returns to his old place of employment - a garage - seeking to get his job back. He speaks to his former boss] Hello, Mr. Fletcher.
- Mr. Fletcher: [Surprised to see Eddie] Why, when did you blow in?
- Eddie Bartlett: Just now. Sure good to be back.
- Mr. Fletcher: I'll bet it is. What are you gonna' do?
- Eddie Bartlett: Oh, rest up a couple of days, see a few of the boys, and then I'm ready to go to work.
- Mr. Fletcher: That's fine. Whaddya' gonna' do? Where ya' gonna' work?
- Eddie Bartlett: [Confused] Whaddya' mean, "Where am I gonna' work"? I was gonna' come back here.
- Mr. Fletcher: Sorry, Eddie, I haven't got anything for you.
- Eddie Bartlett: Now wait a minute. Maybe I'm in the wrong garage. What was that line you handed me about my job always waiting for me when I got back?
- Mr. Fletcher: Times have changed, Eddie. That boy over there's been working almost two years. Whaddya' want me to do, can him just because you came back?
- Eddie Bartlett: No... no, I couldn't ask you to do that, could I? All right... Thanks.
- Eddie Bartlett: You always said you were going to take real good care of me, didn't you George?
- George Halley: Wait a minute Eddie, I can explain!
- Eddie Bartlett: Here's one rap you ain't gonna beat!
- [fires twice]
- Panama Smith: Things have been pretty tough, haven't they?
- Eddie Bartlett: They could be tougher. A guy in the cell with me was talkin' about bumpin' himself off. Until I get around to that, I'm doin' all right.
- The Sergeant: When you get an order in the army, buddy, you jump!
- George Halley: You mean like you did when you worked for my old man and he caught you stealin' nickels?
- The Sergeant: I ain't workin' for him now and I ain't workin' for you.
- George Halley: Yeah well you might be. I'm gonna give you a break. I'm gonna let you stand behind the bar with all your medals on and tell all the drunks how you won the war.
- Jean Sherman: [seeing that Eddie is leaving] You're aren't really leaving, are you?
- Eddie Bartlett: Oh yes, we've gotta get back to town. We've got a very important engagement with the general.
- Jean Sherman: Well, aren't you gonna tell me about the war, and how you suffered?
- Eddie Bartlett: Honey, you'll never know how I suffered.
- Eddie Bartlett: [opens a letter, looks at the accompanying photograph] Ah, now look at that. Thousands of dames writin' us thousands of letters that are supposed to pep us up. Get a load of that kisser.
- Danny Green: What is it?
- Eddie Bartlett: A German trench helmet. I hope it fits. I had an awful time finding a Heinie with your head size.
- Danny Green: Oh, say, that's swell. It just doesn't fit. It's too small. I'll send it out to the cleaners and get it stretched. How do I look?
- Eddie Bartlett: You're just the girl to wear it.
- Eddie Bartlett: [observing a chorus girl] That's a very cute bundle you got on the end of the line there.
- Masters: Maybe I could wrap it up for you.
- Eddie Bartlett: I think I can wrap that up myself.
- Eddie Bartlett: Say, what's your angle, sister? What bank do you want me to stick up? Who do you want killed? And which do you want done first?
- Panama Smith: First, let's have a drink.
- Panama Smith: What's this kid got on you?
- Eddie Bartlett: Oh, I don't know. Whatever it takes to get a guy like me, she's got.
- Panama Smith: I've never seen you like this before. You act like a kid who's going to try on his first pair of long pants.
- Eddie Bartlett: You certainly have learned all the answers.
- Jean Sherman: Well, you seem to know all the questions.
- Eddie Bartlett: It is getting late. I'll call you.
- Jean Sherman: In another three years?
- Eddie Bartlett: No, no. Most likely in another three hours.
- Jean Sherman: You're kind of old to play with dolls, aren't you?
- Eddie Bartlett: No. No, not too old if they're cute.
- Panama Smith: You might be moving too fast. Sometimes you get over these things and - you're sorry.
- Eddie Bartlett: I don't think I'll ever get over this.
- Panama Smith: You're batting out of your league, buster. You're used to traveling around with - dames like me. You sure got it bad.
- Narrator: An era of amazing madness. Bootlegging has grown from small, individual effort to big business, embodying huge coalitions and combines. The chase after huge profits is followed closely by their inevitable partners: corruption, violence, and murder. A new and powerful tool appears, the Tommy - a light, deadly, wasp-like machine gun and murder henceforth is parceled out in wholesale lots.
- Eddie Bartlett: Someday that heater of yours will blast you right into the hot seat.
- George Halley: Well, if it does, you'll be sitting right in my lap.
- George Halley: Listen, gals like her go for guys like that. You know, with all that Joe College stuff. He's gonna take her to football games, fraternity dances. All that rah-rah stuff. A kid like him can't miss.
- George Halley: What do you say?
- Eddie Bartlett: I don't trust you, George.
- George Halley: You could stand a little watching yourself.
- Eddie Bartlett: That sounds like a pretty good basis for a partnership. You're on, it's a deal.
- Eddie Bartlett: I trust my friends.
- [exits]
- George Halley: You know, he's a sucker. I don't trust mine.
- Panama Smith: It's mutual, chump. They don't trust you, either.
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