Alfred Hitchcock Presents

Good evening fellow members of the beat generation.

Thank you for allowing me in your pad.

Some of you cats are no doubt wondering how I got with it.

Well man, getting in this generation isn't hard.

No daddy oh.

You just lie about your age.

But I didn't join just for kicks.

Or just to dig the crazy types.

No man.

I joined because I wanted to be as avant as I could get.

And this is it.

I'm a jump man and I love to ball along with a wheel and in a hand and four on the road.

I like to dig the coolness of a ten a man blowing his top in a wild dive in San Fran.

For it's then that I know the essence of life.

But you must think me the talk cat that ever flipped.

It's time to cut out.

Disassociate me from the bourgeois trivia which follows.

I'll dig you later.

Alright Manny, hit me one. Make it the right one.

This certainly is your night.

Yeah give me a signed contract with Lady Luck.

How's does it feel having a night out with the boys, Irv.

Swell Smalley, swell.

I pass.

Little tough getting the little bride to cut the apron strings Mr. Newlywed?

Stop ragging the kid, will you?

You're gonna play cards, play cards.

So I made my play.

I just want to know if Mr. Newlywed is still in the game.

Gee Smalley. Don't keep calling me that please.

Is the bridegroom still in the game?

No I guess I'll pass.

Pass?

When you're so far behind pal, this isn't the time to pass, Irv.

Come on in.

Got a chance to win all that money back.

All right Manny. Give me two cards.

Look, Irv doesn't make your kind of salary, he's in over his head now.

Why don't you lay off.

Look man, he works for me in my department.

Don't I look out for his welfare?

Didn't I sign that last request for a raise?

Now would I take advantage of one of the boys in my own department?

You bet your sweet life you would.

Nobody asked you Kevinson.

I passed.

So it's a showdown between me and little Irv, huh.

Well I bet a 10 spot.

Come on, raise me Irv.

No, I'll... I'll just see it.

Well, read 'em and weep.

For little beauties, left to right.

Me...

I got three kings.

Tough luck.

Who wants a beer?

It's getting late, Smalley.

I don't want anymore.

Well, what's eating you guys anyway?

So I'm a big bad man. So Irv gets the nerve to take a night at once.

What am I supposed to do?

Give him his dough back and a note to his wife explaining why I kept him out late?

Stop it you guys.

There's always another payday.

As long as you won't fire me from the stockroom, Smalley.

Not until he wins a few more weeks' salary from you.

Then he'll lower the boom.

Listen, you keep out of this.

I'm not scared of you Smalley.

Cause you see, I don't work in your department.

Let's call it a night.

Ya. The water's getting too deep and dirty.

You mean you're all chicken.

I have to quit.

Besides Francie is all over me.

Well, good night fellows, I'll see you in the morning.

Irv.

I'm gonna stay home in the morning.

Those vouchers on the New Orleans shipment have to be sent out.

I'll take care of it.

They're at my place. You pick them up on your way to work.

Ya. Good night.

You live around here, Mister?

Yeah, few blocks. Five or six maybe.

Where exactly?

1-10-59 apartment 2.

My name is Randall. Irving Randall.

What's this all about? I haven't done anything wrong.

It's about you, walking so easy and alone on the street like it was Maine at high noon.

Don't you know any better?

I don't know what you mean.

How long have you lived in this neighborhood?

Oh, few weeks.

And nobody's warned you?

Warn me?

In this neighbourhood, hoodlums grow like flies.

Kids still learning how to read and write

but they know how to cut up a man like you

so you won't look pretty for a long while.

Ya, I've read about that.

Last week, just a block from here,

a woman was beaten up something awful by a sixteen-year-old

just for a couple of bucks.

So be careful about strolling around the streets so late at night, Mister.

- Thank you, officer. - Good night.

Irv!

Irv, what happened?

As I was walking home from Manny's tonight,

this, this big kid, maybe 16 to 17.

He sneaked up behind me.

I didn't have a chance hon.

Your cheek, it's hurt.

I'm just messed up a little.

No honey, it's just a scratch.

He took my wallet, Francie.

My whole week salary.

You could have been killed.

I've been reading about people being held up.

Oh I'm so glad it wasn't worse.

Francie, Francie. Did you hear what I said?

It's the money.

- My whole week salary. - Oh, I don't care about the money.

Honest?

Of course, so long as you're alright.

Didn't you yell for help?

Why didn't the police come?

Why didn't they help you?

Just wasn't anybody around.

I'll fix you some nice hot milk and you go right to bed.

And rest off tomorrow. Don't go to work.

I don't need any help.

- Yes you do. - No I don't.

I'll just get these clothes off and take a bath.

Before you do anything else hadn't you better call the police?

The police?

Of course.

Why of course?

Well, you've got to report it.

- What for? - To catch the boy.

I couldn't identify him, hon.

Why not?

Well, it was dark.

I couldn't describe him.

Just the same, you have to report it.

You can't just say "here take my week's salary", thanks very much.

Listen to me.

You're tired and upset. I'll call the police.

No!

I don't want you to do it for me either.

Now, the whole things done with.

They won't catch the boy.

- You're upset. I just explained... - And over me won't help.

I'm sorry, Irv.

I didn't mean to yell.

Don't you see?

It's just that we do need that money every last cent of it.

For hospital expenses.

Oh, I know, I know. Stop reminding me.

It's all I've thought of ever since you told me about the baby.

I know about the hospital.

Don't keep telling me.

Oh I'm sorry hon.

You know how I feel about the baby.

I'm almost nutty not having enough money.

Then this had to happen.

It wasn't your fault darling.

Irv, call the police.

Now.

Operator...

...give me the police.

There. Feel better honey?

Everytime I think of that boy jumping you, you could have been killed.

Well the cops won't find him.

That week's salary's going right down the drain.

You'll get a break somehow.

Maybe a raise, you deserve one.

Hmm... that's a fat chance with that Smalley.

You know it's funny.

I hated him tonight.

I always thought that's how I'd like to get along in life, like he does.

I always wanted to impress people.

Give them the impression of self-confidence.

I guess I'm not like him.

I guess I'm not too sure of myself, Francie, I suppose you know that.

I don't think much of myself except

being lucky enough to have met you.

Aw... Francie.

Without you I don't know where I get any confidence.