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Get up, get up!
Mixed up in that beating on 12th Street, huh?
No, plain drunkenness.
-Heh. -It says he was picked up there.
They had him on the carpet down at headquarters.
He's clear. Plain drunkenness.
All right.
-Fill it up. -No. Can I keep it? Huh?
Okay. You want to lean him against something?
-Stand him over there. -Come on.
Judy?
We're ready for you now.
He must hate me.
What?
He hates me.
What makes you think he hates you, Judy?
I don't think. I know.
He looks at me like...
... I was the ugliest thing in the world.
He doesn't like my friends.
He doesn't like one thing about me.
And he called me....
He called me a dirty tramp!
My own father!
Do you think he really means that?
Yes!
No!
I don't know.
I mean, maybe he doesn't mean it...
... but he acts like he does.
We were all together.
And we were going to celebrate Easter.
And we were going to catch a double bill.
Big deal!
So I put on my new dress...
... and I came out...
... and he grabbed my face...
... and he started rubbing off all the lipstick.
I thought he'd rub off my lips.
And I ran out of that house.
Is that why you were wandering around at 1 o'clock in the morning?
You weren't looking for company, were you?
I don't even know why I do it.
Maybe you get back at your dad that way.
If you're not as close to him as you'd like to be...
... maybe this is one way of making him pay attention.
Did you think of that?
I'll never get close to anybody.
Would you go home if we can arrange it?
What's your number, Judy?
We'll ask your dad to come and pick you up.
Unless you really don't want to go home.
Would you rather stay here?
Lexington 0-5-5-4-9.
Hey.
Hey, that's enough static out of you.
Cut it out now. I'm warning you!
You're shivering, John. Are you cold?
Want my jacket?
Want my jacket?
It's warm.
Your mother will pick you up.
What?
Your mother will be down to pick you up.
My mother!
-She's being called for. -Mm-hm.
You said you'd call my father!
Goodbye, Judy. And take it easy.
Oh, sure!
- John Crawford? - Yes, sir?
Come with me, John.
Jim!
- Mother. - Jim.
Jim.
-Jim. -Happy Easter.
Happy Easter.
Where were you tonight?
They called us at the club, and I got the fright of my life.
Where were you tonight, Jimbo?
Well....
Well, then, there now.
Were you having a ball, Dad?
Huh?
Well, everybody's been having a ball.
You're the king of the ball, Dad.
You think I'm funny?
Why didn't you take my jacket?
Jim Stark?
John.
John!
Do you have any idea why you shot those puppies?
Is that what they call you, or do you have a nickname?
-Plato. -He was a Greek philosopher.
You talk nice to the man now, hear? He's going to help you.
Nobody can help me.
Can you tell me why you killed those puppies?
No, sir.
Where'd you get the gun?
My mother's drawer.
Where's your mother tonight, Plato?
She's away.
Seems she's always going away somewhere.
She's got a sister in Chicago, and she's there for the holiday.
Where's your father?
They're not together, sir.
We haven't seen him now in a long time.
Do you ever hear from him?
I don't think it's right for a mother to go and leave her child.
It's his birthday today, sir.
Did the boy ever talk to a psychiatrist?
You mean a head shrinker?
Oh, uh, Mrs. Crawford don't believe in them, sir.
Maybe she'd better start.
Sit over there for just a minute, please.
I don't see what's so bad about taking a little drink.
You don't?
He's a minor, and it looks like he had more than a little drink.
Don't hum, dear.
Oh, I cut loose pretty good in my day too.
Oh, really, Frank?
-When was that? -Can't you wait till we get home?
How about you? Got anything to say for yourself?
Not interested, huh?
Can't you answer?
What's the matter with you?
He's just loaded, honey.
I was talking to Jim.
Well, I'd like to just explain. You see, we just moved here...
... and the kid hasn't got any friends.
Tell him why we moved here.
Will you hold it?
Tell the man why we moved.
- Will you hold it! - You can't protect me.
Do you mind if I try? Do you have to slam the door in my face?
I try to get to him. What happens?
I buy you everything you want. A bicycle? You get it!
-A car-- -You buy me many things.
Not just buying!
We give you love and affection, don't we?
Then what is it?
Was it because we went to that party?
You know what kind of drunken brawls those kind of parties turn into.
It's no place for kids!
A minute ago, you said you didn't care if he drinks.
He said a "little" drink.
-You're tearing me apart! -What?
You say one thing, he says another, and everybody changes back again!
That's a fine way to behave!
Well, you know who he takes after.
Inside, Jim.
Come on.
Inside.
-Excuse us a minute. -Yeah, sure.
Somebody ought to put poison in her Epsom salts.
Grandma?
Get lost.
Hang loose, boy. I'm warning you.
Why don't you wash up and go home?
Oh, this is cute.
Big, tough character!
You don't kid me, pal.
How come you're not wearing your boots?
Well, that's cute.
That's cute.
It's too bad you didn't connect.
You could have gone to juvenile hall.
That's what you want, isn't it?
Sure, it is.
You want to bug us till we have to lock you up.
Why?
-Leave me alone. -No.
I don't know why.
Go on, don't give me that!
Please, lock me up. I'll hit somebody. I'll do something, and I don't....
Try the desk.
Go ahead.
Is that why you moved? You were in trouble?
No, they think...
... that they can protect me by moving around all the time.
You had a good start in the wrong direction. Why'd you do it?
What do you mean?
-Mess a kid up? -Yeah.
Hmm.
He called me chicken.
Your folks didn't understand?
They never do.
They think that I can make friends...
... if we move.
Just move. Everything will be roses and sunshine.
But you don't think that's the right solution?
Oh, she eats him alive and he takes it.
Things pretty rough for you at home?
That's a zoo!
What?
That's a zoo!
I mean, he always wants to be my pal, you know?
But how can I give him anything if he's....
Ah, I mean, I love him and all that type of stuff.
I don't want to hurt him.
But then I don't know what to do anymore.
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