Boys Town

He'd turn out to be a five-and-ten mug.
That's where you come in.

- You want me to take him to Boys Town.
- That's it.

The warden's got $280 I had on me.
It's all yours.

He'll tell you where to find Whitey.
He's here in Lincoln.

Well, we're overcrowded,
but I guess I can find room for one more.

He's pretty tough.
You may have to kick him around.

I doubt that.
Sorry, time's up.
- Goodbye, Joe.
- So long.

Wait here, I'll be right down.
- Hello, son.
- Hello, Father.

- Ante two.
- Two?

You heard it.
Gee, I haven't had a hand yet.
I'm sitting in a rummy seat
myself over here.

Keep your hands to yourself, Shorty.
See who it is.
- What's it worth?
- Two.

That's all it's worth.
- Hello, Father.
- Hello, boys.

Hello, sir.
Hi, Doc.
Which one of you is Whitey Marsh?
I've got a message for Whitey.
I'd like to deliver it to him alone.

Hey, wait a minute. I'm out about $1.10.
Come on back here.
There, that's better.
I'm Father Flanagan.
I saw your brother Joe
just a little while ago.

We had a long talk about you, Whitey.
Joe wants you to come with me
to Boys Town.

You've got a swell chance taking me
to that joint.

That's right, a swell chance.
I've got $280 your brother gave me
to take care of you.

I don't care if he gave you a million bucks.
What am I going to do
in a broken-down nursery like Boys Town?

There are a lot of things you could do.
We've got machine shops...