Pickup

Sweet is the breath of morn'.

A rising sweet with charm of earliest birds.

I've forgotten the author, but if you insist ..

I've got my library with me.

What's wrong, Hunky?

Hunky.

Rover. ─ Yeah, where is he?

He's dead.

Oh.

Run over by a car.

Last night. Up there at the junction.

I buried him already.

Grief is a stone that bears one down.

But two bear it lightly.

May I come in?

Yeah, but .. cut out that fancy talk.

Just smelling your coffee.

If you don't mind.

Help yourself. ─ Thank you.

You know ..

Old man Jean-Jacques Rousseau once said:

Gratitude is a duty which ..

Sorry. A bad habit. It just comes by itself.

Tank Stop 47.

Wait for 209? Alright.

Hey, Hunky.

Look, I found an old English edition of a ..

Now Hunky, don't take it so hard. I know how you feel.

Ah .. you don't know how I feel.

A dog .. it's like ..

I understand.

Say, Hunky.

I'm going to get you a new dog. It won't cost you a dime.

You mean you want to steal one?

The dog won't mind.

Well, thanks. If I want a dog I am going to buy one.

Buy one? Yeah, that's one way.

You know Joe's Diner, don't you? ─ Sure, what about it?

Joe's got a new litter of German Boxers.

Cute little things. Why don't you buy one?

Why should I buy one? You just said ..

Ah, your big mouth.

Put that down .. my furniture ..

Anybody home?

Sure. Come right in.

Sorry I spoiled your Sunday, young man.

To tell you the truth, Mr Horak, at first I was sore but ..

When the boys told me it was your first Sunday off in a year ..

It's okay.

I don't think I've seen your face before.

I'm new around here. My name is Steve Kowalski.

Kowalski? Polish? ─ My parents.

Say, can I still wear it? It's gotten too tight.

You must still be growing.

Well it's good enough. Who is going to look at me anyway?

I wouldn't say that. I've seen worse looking guys.

Thanks.

Sharp as a sponge.

Hey, 12:45. I'd better check with the office.

Give me the office will you, please.

Hey, Freddie. This is Steve.

Yeah, I just got in. Tank Stop 47.

12:46.

Yeah, yeah. I know.

It's all written down here.

Okay, don't worry. I've got it.

I'll see you, Freddie.

Take it slow, kid.

Twenty bucks.

What, twenty bucks for this little nothing?

It'll grow.

Now let's talk sense. How much do you want?

Alright, fifteen. But quick.

Very busy today.

I'll give you ten.

Forget it. ─ Wait .. I ..

Hey, you!

You know what I'd like to have? ─ Money.

That too.

I mean, right now.

I'm dying to hear it.

I'd like to have a big T-bone steak.

French fried potatoes.

Green salad.

Pie à la mode and a cup of coffee.

What, no champagne?

I'll settle for beer.

How modest.

Or a nice slice of roast pork.

With .. ─ Not for me.

I've got to watch my figure.

What for?

You never know. I might get a job as a taxi-dancer at the Dreamland Ballroom.

Oh don't be silly.

A few pennies to be manhandled by every sweating yokel.

What would you suggest in a boom-town like this?

Well ..

I don't know.

Don't waste your charms. No lettuce in them sandwiches.

How can you tell?

See that guy over there?

What, you mean the old walrus?

I'm sure he's loaded with dough.

Well maybe he is. But he sure doesn't look like he'd part with any of it.

Want to bet he pops for that dinner you were just talking about?

You mean you're going to ...?

Ha, don't make me laugh.

Alright. Let's settle for a cheeseburger deluxe and a cup of coffee.

That I want to see.

Baby .. sit tight, watch and learn.

Hey Betty, don't be silly. Come back.

Sorry.

Give me a cheeseburger deluxe and a cup of coffee.

Hey, you must have picked a winner.

Got a match?

I don't smoke.

I'm sorry.

Here you are.

Would you pass me the salt, please?

Never mind.

Sorry to bother you again.

It's alright.

Oh .. I'm terribly sorry.

No harm done.

Check please. ─ Coming.

What?

One fifteen? For a cup of coffee and a doughnut?

Oh, aren't you together? It's all on one check.

We together? Of course not.

I'm sorry, mister.

Hey, waiter.

I'll be right back.

Look .. how much was yours?

Well I don't know exactly.

Mine can't be more than 15, let's say 20 cents. That is ..

Don't I know you from somewhere? ─ I don't think so.

But I've seen you before. ─ Where?

With your girlfriend on that how-do-you-call-it ...?

That's quite a show. ─ Didn't you like it?

Or you men you think I showed too much of them?

I think they're alright.

Hey.

Aren't you afraid to be carrying such a wad?

No, it's not so much.

I just came here to buy a puppy.

A puppy? What kind of a puppy?

A little German Boxer.

A German boxer? I've never see boxer puppies. They must be out of this world.

Do you like dogs?

Are you kidding? I'm crazy about them.

Yeah. Dogs are really wonderful. ─ You're telling me.

Do you really care for them so much?

I adore them.

I think a dog is ..

Man's best friend.

Want to see the one in the back yard?

I'd love to. Come on, let's go. ─ Alright .. hey!

Gee, I could eat him up, he's so sweet and warm and soft.

Look at the white spots right under the nose.

You must be a very nice person. ─ Me?

You have such good eyes. ─ Well ..

You .. aren't married, are you?

I'm a widower for over two years now.

Well mister, did you make up your mind?

Now, let's talk ..

Look. If you don't want to pay for it, put down the dog and beat it.

Excuse me, lady.

How dare you talk to me like that, you ..

Don't get excited about that stinker.

Come on, let's have some fun. I'll show you around.

I haven't had so much fun in a long time.

But you didn't do a thing. You just stood there.

It was fun watching you. You were as happy as a child.

What's your name?

Jan Horak. They call me "Hunky".

Hunky? Are you Hungarian?

No. I am Czech, but to them it is all the same.

So I got used to it in these thirty years here in America.

Thirty years, and where is your family?

No family.

Not a soul in the whole world. ─ Isn't that sad. A poor orphan.

A little too old for an orphan, don't you think?

You're not old. You know, you have a very nice face.

You see all the grey hair? ─ That's just what I like about you.

It makes you so distinguished looking.

Distinguished .. ha ..

You know, you give me confidence.

I'm sorry to give you the wrong impression.

You men are all alike.

Sometimes it's just too much, believe me. Just last week I lost a good job.

The boss made passes at me and his old woman blew her top so I quit.

And that's what happens all the time.

Isn't that a shame.

Yeah. It sure is tough for a girl to make decent living.

Especially when she has no place to go.

Where is your family?

Well, after my folks split up, I hit the road.

I tried to make a go of things on my own.

I finally came to live with my sister.

She died, so here I am.