Boys Town

But you have my permission.
How are you beginning?
First, I must rent a house.
No doubt, fumigate and launder it.
Bishop, I shall never forget this.
My blessing.
Hello. I thought you got lost.
No. I had a little chat with my bishop.
I rented a house.
- You're renting houses now?
- Yes.

Of course, I have to pay something down,
so I need a little money.

- A little money? Yeah.
- $100.

What security have you got?
Well, let's see here.
- You want $100 for this?
- Yes.

you can have any one of those
for 65 cents.

And any one of them is better than yours.
And you want $100.
I need the money very badly.
With merchandise like that,
I need it worse than you do.

Got anything else?
Wait a minute.
- That's a 10-cent toy.
- Yeah, you can have a lot of fun with it.

Not a $100 worth, I can't.
Have you got any other security?
Every boy who becomes a good American
citizen is worth $10,000 to the State.

That's a fact. I have good authority for it.
I'm sorry,
but $100 for a bum watch like this...

and a hunk of tin
with a couple of ball bearings...

All right, Dave.
I don't blame you for turning me down.

Thanks just the same.
I'll try someplace else.

Wait a minute.