Boys Town

- Well, I have some friends in school...
- Sure, I know, but use the noodle.

You got to get around
if you're going to be Mayor.

Look, I'll tell you what I'll do.
I'll shove you in as a Commissioner...
then you won't feel like you bit off
more than you could chew.

There's only six Commissioners.
You've promised 10 that I know of.

There's no hard feelings after election.
You're a boss then. They got to take it.
Forget yourself, for the good of the school.
Tell your friends to vote for me.

That's the big deal. I'll treat you right.
You've given me an idea, Whitey.
- I'll think it over.
- Atta-kid.

- Hi, Whitey.
- Mousehead.

Hiya, big shot.
Hey, Freddie.
There ain't no reason
why fellows running...

against each other for election
can't be friends.

You've been Mayor
for about six months now.

Don't be sore if the fellows think it's time
they had a new one.

It's all right with me,
so long as it isn't you.

Rather staggering, no doubt about that.
We've seen them like this before,
haven't we, Dave?

- Well, what?
- There's a way out.

You refused admission last year
to over 800 boys, no room.

That's true, unfortunately.
Did it ever strike you
how many of that 800 offered to pay?

- No. How many?
- At least a third.

And your dormitories so full of boys
who can't pay, you couldn't take those in.

With that kind of school,
you could be financed, comfortably...

by parents who will pay you
to straighten out their boys.

- These figures...
- Figures.

I've made liars out of figures all my life.
If I hadn't, there wouldn't be one stone
on top of another in Boys Town.

Hundreds of boys have been here.
They're out in the world now...

with their heads up. They're making good,
every one of them.

That's serving my Creator and my country.
In 30 days, Father Flanagan, they'll be
obliged to take this place away from you...

unless you change your mind.
No use, Burton.
He'll do what he thinks is right...

if the heavens fall down.
You know figures are the most...
Later on, youngster.
Pee Wee.
This is Boys Town.
All right, Pee Wee, go.
You're as cold as Greenland.
Getting colder.