They Knew What They Wanted

Watch it. It's mighty heavy.

All right.

JOE: Hey, RFD! Wait a minute.

You going to Napa? RFD: Sure.

Save us the trip, will you? Take the boss.

See he gets on the right train. ..Hey, Tony!

Where's he going, Joe? San Francisco.

Hey, Joe!

Look at me!

Joe. Look at me.

I'm the most stylish fella I ever see.

Sono un signore. Vedi la cravatta, i pantaloni e il mio capello.

Yeah. You're prettier than a picture.

-For the feet.

-You'd better get them on.

What are you going to San Francisco for?

Johnny said it's time you take the vacation.

-He's taking a vacation.

-Sure.

Johnny - he look after Tony.

Who's Johnny? St Giovanni, his private angel.

- Oh. - They've been pals so long, he calls him Johnny.

Johnny sure. He looka down from heaven and he say,

"Hey, Tony. You got the ranch to grow the grape and Joe to boss the ranch."

"You got a Chinee cook and a new truck."

"What you no got, you no got to buy cash."

You'd better get this shoe on or you won't have a vacation.

Joe... Joe...

Madonna mia! The shoe, she ain't fit.

Are they on the wrong feet?

His feet wasn't meant for shoes.

Oh! Oy!

-Lace 'em up on the train.

-Look at me.

I am the most stylish fella I ever see.

Come on. The train won't wait for you.

-Here, Boss.

-Some vino, huh?

That's for eat on the railroad train.

Very nice lunch. Apples pie.

Apple pie?

Apple pie.

-See you in a couple of weeks, Tony.

-Apple pie.

COOK: Goodbye, boss!

E tua?

No, non e mia.

Signori, una scarpa.

Chi ha perduta una scarpa?

Una scarpa, signori?

Ma non e nostra. No, no.

Una scarpa! Chi l'ha perduta?

Io! Io!

E tua!

Per il signore laggiu.

Chi e quella?

Amy.

Amy!

Andiamo. Tu hai perduta la testa per quella ragazza.

Tony! Tony!

HE WHISTLES "Oh, Come All Ye Faithful"

Hiya, Padre.

OK. How are you doing, Joe?

What are you doing on this road? It don't lead nowhere.

It's those McGintys up in the hills.

They never go into town. That linoleum's been in the freight yard two weeks.

I said, "Oh, well, I'll deliver it."

-Nice seeing you, Joe.

-Same here.

-Anything I can do?

-Not a thing, thanks.

-Hold your tools or something?

-That ain't dignified, Father McKee.

How's Tony? Is he back from San Francisco yet?

You get news faster than an Afrikaaner bugler

and you come out oftener than once a week.

You know doggone well he ain't back.

I gotta make conversation, don't I?

-Joe?

-Yeah.

Why don't you settle down?

I hear you're going when Tony gets back.

Why shouldn't I? My affair, ain't it?

Get yourself a place of your own.

Get yourself a wife, Joe.

I'm not the marrying kind.

Maybe things would look different to you, if you had a wife.

Maybe the girls wouldn't look so good to you.

Listen, Padre. I ain't one of your flock. I'm a maverick.

I do what I want and I go where I please.

All right.

You wanna know why I'm leaving Tony?

-Nobody's asking.

-Maybe I'm getting too fond of him.

I don't want to be fond of nobody.

Stay in one place and what happens? You get attached.

Get too friendly with people and what happens? You get attached.

I don't owe no man nothing. Nor no woman.

And no place.

Just give me plenty of country to circulate around.

Give me plenty of people to say howdy to and goodbye.

I'm a migratory worker, that's all.

Time comes around, I gotta get to migrating.

Give us a lift on the gate, will you, Padre?

Somebody's coming up from the house.

For the love of mud! Tony!

Ha-ha-ha!

-Joe!

-Tony!

Why did you come back so soon for?

I gotta big news to talk about.

Padre! Hiya, Padre.

-How's Tony?

-How'sa Tony? How'sa Tony?

Is very funny, you know. How'sa Tony?

Ha! Ha! Ha!

Tony isa gonna get married.

Holy...!

smoke.

You're surprised, huh?

Everybody's surprised, no?

Even Tony's surprised.

-Who is she, Tony?

-Amy.

He goes to San Francisco and meets a...

Don't you speak so...

My Amy nice girl.

Couldn't you have found a nice girl round here?

No nice girl around here, not since Joe come.

You're magnifying me.

We're surprised. I'd about given you up as a bachelor.

Why?

I figured if you wanted a wife, you'd have got one long ago.

When I got to San Francisco, I say I got everything.

What is the good of all this?

I no got wife...

to make happy.

And I no got kids to make rich and big and strong like me.

Some day Tony die, sure.

Who cry for Tony?

Joe, are you listening?

No.

Tony no got everything.

But Tony...know what he want.

I know what I want. To get out before I'm nurse to his bambinos.

You may as well know I'm not going to marry you.

Padre?

Not me. Not a chance.

Padre, Padre, what are going for to do?

You and Amy can come up with me to Sacramento.

I'm not going to marry you, but I'll be your best man.

The Bishop's going to marry you.

Bishop? Corpo di Baccho!

The Boss?

In the big church in Sacramento.

The big Madonna and the people are singing.

And the Bishop all dressed up.

San Giovanni.

Well, so long, Tony.

See you later.

So long, Padre.

Joe, come back to the house. We got to talk.

You can talk while I pack. I'm leaving.

-Oh, no, no.

-Oh, yes.

Oh, no, no, no. You always leaving.

Son of a gun.

Come bella! So lovely.

-All I do. Look at me.

-Are you plumb crazy?

He said it happened like Tony say.

You told the padre about it, you ain't told the girl.

She don't know who you are even.

-It'll be OK when Amy get the letter.

-What letter?

-The letter for my Amy.

-Sure. You'll write her a letter.

No. YOU'RE going to writea the letter.

-What's her name?

-Amy.

San Giovanni, my Amy.

Amy what?

What's the diff? Soon it's Amy Patucci.

You don't even know her last name?

What's the diff?

You can't start the letter.

-Why?

-Why?

You can't just put "My dear Miss" and leave a blank space.

Whata you write? "My dear Miss."

Oh, no. It's no good.

You start for writing soft.

My Amy, my lovely Amy, most beautiful...

Oh, my... You can't say that.

-Why?

-You can't. She don't know who you are even.

You gotta be formal. You gotta start out "My dear Miss last name."

No, no, no. Joe.

You a smart fella with the girls, huh?

You go down to Napa night time and you meeta girl. She never seen you.

You likea the looks and what do you say?

You say my dear Miss last name?

Aaah!

You say, "Hiya, babe."

-That's something else.

-Why?

My intentions ain't marriage, Tony.

Maybe it's right.

Getting married is serious business.

It's formal like funerals or playing stud poker.

You gotta say the right things.

Are you going to let me handle this or just disturb my train of thought?

You go ahead. You writea letter.

OK.

-My...

-My...

-dear...

-dear...

-Miss...

-Miss...

-Amy.

-Amy.

"A ranch in the Napa valley.

"I got lots of grapes and lots of money.

"I'm United States citizen, final papers.

"I wish you and me could write lots of letters and get friendly.

"Yours respectfully, Tony P... Patucci," I guess.

"PS, I'm not married."

I've never even seen the guy.

"I wish you and me could get real friendly."

-"I am United States citizen."

-What's so funny?

"PS, I am not married."

-Get it?

-You think you're real smart.

A guy comes in. Does he get fresh? No, he writes me a letter.

Have you got any letters? Maybe he's ignorant, but he's honest

or he wouldn't have written me a letter.

Why don't you answer him?

I wouldn't expect you to know, but the well-bred answer letters.

Mrs Patucci!

Somebody made a very uncalled-for remark.

Mrs Patucci!

You want this spaghetti about your person?

Hey!

Nobody's marrying anybody.

Nobody asked anybody to marry anybody.

Mrs Patucci.

Millie, could we borrow the typewriter tonight?

-What for?

-To write a letter.

-Do it by hand.

-I want you to write it.

You went to business school.

-To do business letters.

-Businesslike is how I want it.

So we gotta borrow the typewriter.

What are you writing?

-The stuff at the top.

-What stuff?

That stuff that goes at the top of the letter.

You're doing it right, huh?

I gotta say I got his letter and it was nice...

-Who's it to?

-Oh...

Mr Tony Patucci, RFD No.2, Napa, California.

-Who?

-Patucci.

P-A-T-U-C-C-I. Patucci.

No cracks.

I got his letter. I got his letter and I want to thank him, see?

Joe! Joe!

Joe! Joe!

Joe! Hey!

Joe! It's the letter!

Joe! The letter!

-Amy?

-Amy, Amy, Amy.

I'll be doggoned. She answered you.

I must have wrote a first class letter.

You read the words.

-It's print.

-Print?

It'sa print.

-Read the print.

-Yeah.

"116 Calliope Street, San Francisco, California.

"June 19th."

All I put on your letter was just a date.

-Read the print.

-Yeah.

"Mr Tony Patucci, RFD No.2, Napa Valley, California.

"Dear Sir, Yours of the 18th inst. received and contents noted."

What?

Well, the 18th inst. received and contents noted.

-Louder! You gotta read louder!

-If it don't make sense,

-it ain't my fault!

-I no understand.

Move on.

"After due consideration, I am pleased to state

"that further communications from you will be well received."

HE MUTTERS

Tony, everything's OK!

-How do you know?

-What she says. Communications.

-What?

-More letters.

-More letters?

-Yeah.

"Thanking you for your communication, I remain, Yours sincerely, Amy Peters."

-Tony gotta see.

-She likes you!

-You bet she likes you!

-Amy, Amy, it's OK.

San Giovanni! Johnny, Johnny, I thank you.

Joe? What's the matter? Is something not good?

Oh, no, everything's fine, but you and me got things to do.

We gotta write another communication.

I don't want to talk about it.

-You don't know what you're getting into.

-I know what I'm getting OUT of.

Me coming home at two every night. When was we ever out in the sun?

We had a nice vacation last summer.

-I'm sorry...I hate leaving you...

-It ain't that.

Millie, you can go back to your folks in Sacramento if you want.

I got nobody to go back to.

The old man died of drink, my old lady went away, I don't know where.

-I guess she died.

-You don't even know what he looks like!

Am I going to wait tables all my life?!

-What kind of a life is...?

-KNOCKING AT DOOR

-This thing...

-KNOCKING CONTINUES

Pucker up.

All right, all right.

Decent people go to bed at night.

-You don't know what you're getting into.

-I know what I WANT, Millie.

I want a place of my own.

Somebody thinking about me once in a while. Not all the time.

But regular, like church bells ringing.

Mr Patucci wants kids - a guy like that, that's what he wants.

That's OK by me, Millie.

That's OK by me.

"In answer to your question, will I marry you, I'm pleased to reply in the affirmative."

Don't write that "yours truly" stuff! Write "love".

You don't even know what he looks like.

OK.

Please will he send his picture. But put it like a PS.

I don't want him thinking there's any "ifs". Or that I ain't sure.

Hold it. Easy, now. Easy.

No, no, Joe.

Will you sit quiet?! It ain't gonna hurt.

HE MUTTERS

-I haven't used one of these in years.

-Sit down!

It's just a thing for the head.

Where'd you find this guy? Out in the hills?

-Tony's OK. He just ain't used to having his picture took.

-You're telling me.

Keep your head against it.

Keep your head against it!

Listen, Tony, be good, will you?

Just sit there.

Think about the ranch.

Think about all them swell grapes.

Think about them 200 gallons of wine you drunk last year.

OK, mister, shoot!

No, don't shoot! No, no!

Are you half crazy?

What did you take so long for?

-What were you doing?

-Take him out of here!

He's paying you good money.

Look, I got a wife and children. I got a bad heart.

Some things are more important than money. Get him out of here!

Wait a minute, mister. Shoot me. ..Get up.

He'll take my picture first. I'll show you how easy it is.

See? I ain't scared.

Ready? Shoot.

OK.

See? HE MUTTERS

What? HE MUTTERS

He's done! The picture's took.

HE MUMBLES What?

(I don't like the big explosion.)

That ain't no explosion!

All the time you say "shoot!" What is it?

Oh, I get it. Sit down.

There won't be no trouble this time, mister.

Did you ever hear about silent pictures? These are silent pictures.

Pose like I posed.

You want Amy to come, don't you?

Pose like I posed.

Smile.

Smile. Smile pretty, now.

Smile. Now smile.

Ready?

CAMERA CLICKS

TRAIN BLOWS

­ Tony!

You want Amy getting off the train and nobody to meet her?

What's the matter?

It's five to 12. You ain't got time for this.

When she see this fella she marry with, she go right back in San Francisco.

What are you talking about?

She knows what you look like.

-You sent her a picture, didn't you?

-No.

-I no send her Tony's picture. I sent Joe's.

-What?

What I do, Joe? What I do?

Wait a minute. You sent her MY picture?

Tony's scary. She won't come.

Holy...!

Joe... Joe...

You go down the station and meet my Amy.

Oh, no! I'm leaving. I'm going to pack my stuff.

-TRAIN BLOWS

-That's the train.

-You meet my Amy, please?!

-Quit grabbing me!

-Joe!

Tell her Tony make a mistake. He send the wrong picture. You tell her nice easy.

Tell her "nice easy" she ain't marrying me, she's marrying you!

Joe, please. Joe, please. Joe! Please! Please! Please!

Please! Joe, Joe, Joe!

You dumb, helpless...

OK.

BIRD COOS

Go away.

Will you go away?!

Are you the la...

For us.

Oh!

I'm kind of... Are you embarrassed?

I...I sure am.

That's funny. So am I.

Mr Patucci, getting married is a serious business.

No doubt some persons think we're treating it lightly.

But people fall in love at first sight. I'm getting MARRIED at first sight.

My folks knew each other for five years before they got married.

Yet every night, every...

-HE MOUTHS

-Hmm?

Excuse me, Mr Patucci, I thought you was about to say something.

Uh, yeah, I was going to.

No.

Oh.

Well, as I was about to remark, Tony,

I thought it over and I don't want you to think

I'm the type that does things like this all the time.

Mildred - my most intimate girlfriend - she...

-HE MOUTHS

-Beg pardon?

Oh, nothing.

-I...I was...

-You was just thinking?

Yeah. Yeah, I was just...

Thinking.

I admire men that think.

They always got such interesting things to say.

Sooner or later...

HE MOUTHS

Who's that?

You never said anything about your old man.

-I didn't tell her.

-Hm?

Hey!

-Where's he going?

-Who?

-Tony.

Ah...

He uh...

Nice place. Sure?

Sure.

All grape, you know.

That's the besta grape in Napa County.

15,000 in the bank.

What's happened to Tony?

Will you see the house?

That's a new curtain.

Citizen of the United States - that's me.

That's the President of the United States.

UNRULY CHORDS

Piano.

It's new.

Tonight, we got big festa.

Singing and dancing, and all for Amy.

What's happened to Tony?

You see the kitchen?

I'm not going one step farther without Tony. I don't understand this one bit.

I'm Tony Patucci!

(I'm Tony Patucci.)

What are you talking about? I seen Tony's picture.

What are you? Crazy?

No, no, no. It's Tony, me.

Tony Patucci.

I don't understand.

I senta you Joe's picture.

Tony's scared you not come.

Holy mackerel!

What have I got into?

No look at me like that.

Oh...

Please, please don't be scared.

Tony will love you, sure.

All I want is my Amy should smile.

I go to the grape and the money's in the bank.

What for, except for make my Amy fat and smile.

Please, oh, please, no cry.

Amy. Amy.

You no go back in San Francisco. You stay here with Tony?

Tonight we got festa - swell. Lots of fun. Cost plenty money.

Tomorrow, we got the wedding.

You stay, huh?

You no go back, please.

Who said I was going back?

You got a nice place here, just like you said.

Could have saved us a lot of grief. About the picture.

I'd have come anyway.

I said I'd marry you. OK, I'll marry you.

San Giovanni!

Ohhh!

That's good! That's fine!

Thank you! Thank you!

Oh, that's good!

ENTHUSIASTIC SINGING

MEN SING: # La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la

# La-la, la-la, la-la-la

# La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la

# La-la-la, la-la-la, la

# Oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah

How's the party, Joe? Anybody hurt yet? Not that I know of.

I only come here for that!

Evening, Nada!

Are you sure there's nobody hurt yet?

Must be an awful dull party.

Miss Amy, meet the doc. Friend of Tony's.

Any friend of Tony's is a friend of mine.

Hey!

Wave at Tony.

Tony!

Hi there!

See? He's showing off.

He'll do what the other fellas do so they know he's man enough to marry.

Amy! Look at me! Look at me!

Amy!

ALL CHEER

MUSIC RESUMES

SINGING RESUMES

I gotta get me something to eat.

-Nice evening.

-It is indeed.

-About the words to that song...

-It's quite unnecessary to explain. Believe me.

What I'm really trying to say, about that mix-up this noon...

That too is quite unnecessary to explain. Believe me.

ALL CHEER THE END OF THE SONG

Amy! Look at me!

Everybody! Look at me!

-You don't like me.

-Indeed, any friend of Tony's is a friend of mine.

You don't have to like me. Plenty others do.

I got no doubt of that.

Plenty others.

You know what I'm glad I ain't? An insurance company.

Hold them up! Hold them up!

Look at me!

Attaboy, Tony!

Bravo, Tony!

WILD CHEERING

MUSIC RESUMES

Certainly surprised.

Nobody's hurt yet.

I'm gonna kiss the bride! Doggone fool!

I got a right to kiss the bride!

You want to get yourself killed?!

Well, well, well!

MUSIC STOPS

-He got fresh with Amy.

-Is no good.

-What do you mean?

-Is no right that Joe sock him. Tony should sock him.

-Hey...

-You want my Amy to think that Tony no love her?

-That Tony a pussycat?

-If somebody's gonna get socked...

-Tony, you're being ridiculous.

-No, Tony's a big, strong fella. Look at me.

-Don't you sock no fellas.

-OK, OK. You can have the next one.

-Better be no next one.

-Hey, Tony, andiamo!

You watcha me, Amy. Watcha me.

MUSIC RESUMES

# La-la, la-la, la-la-la-la

# La-la, la-la-la-la, la-la

# Oh-oh-oh, ah-ah-ah

Joe...

I appreciated what you just done.

Forget it.

-I'm sorry I ain't been nice to you. I apologise.

-Forget it.

I don't want you thinking I got a mean character.

-What are they doing now, Joe?

-Showing off.

Hey!

Hey!

What's the matter?

I bet you you no can do that, Tony. Come on! Let me see you!

-Amy... Amy!

-Hey, where are you going?

-Amy!

Amy!

You don't need to worry. I'm leaving.

I don't know what you're talking about.

No?

Amy!

You'd better stay away from me.

Amy!

Amy, look at me. Look at me! Amy!

Come on! Tony's up on the roof!

Amy!

Amy!

Talk to me. Talk to me!

Amy, talk to me!

Holy...!

Amy...!

Tony!

Get my bag!

Ah, Tony... Tony...

JOE: Stay back. Tony... Tony!

DOCTOR: Get him in the house.

Easy, now. Stay back.

Watch out. Take it easy, boys.

CROWD MUTTER AND MURMUR

MAN: Quiet. Sshh. Here comes Joe.

The doc says everybody's to go home. Tony's broke both his legs. He's...

He's gonna be OK but he's serious hurt. He broke both his legs. So, everybody go home.

Go on, now.

Well? I gave him a shot. He'll be OK for tonight.

Will he be able to walk?

Well...

I'd like to bring down a specialist from Sacramento.

If you're any kind of a doctor, YOU could tell us.

Now, lady...

I'm just a plain, ordinary country doctor.

Lady, the things I don't know you could herd like cows.

Excuse me.

Shall we get the specialist? OK.

I'll go borrow the hospital's X-ray machine.

Keep an eye on him till I get back.

I'm sorry about tomorrow, Amy.

We all are.

See you later.

Anything happens, I'll be down in my shack.

-Where are you going?

-To move him upstairs.

-Later.

-The doc said...

-Leave him alone. He's in there with the padre.

Leave him alone.

As soon as you can walk, you can get married. And no sooner.

Pussycat(!)

Por diavolo!

How can I ask the bishop to marry a healthy, young girl

with a rambunctious hunk of wreckage like you?

You know what the specialist said - it'll be six months till you're well.

-Three months.

-The specialist said six months.

-Pah! Two months.

-Oh, Tony...

What's wrong with Tony? Tibula-fibula.

-Huh?

-The specialist say all that's wrong with Tony is a tibula-fibula.

What are you talking about, Tony?

Look...

Tibula. Fibula.

Tibula. Fibula.

Two months.

Is Tony.

Is all right, huh?

Padre...

Padre is scared about Tony, huh?

Padre no be scared. Tony OK.

Sure.

Tibula-fibula get OK too.

Here he comes. >

Where you been, Joe?

Hurry up, Joe. In a minute. In a minute?

-Where's he going? How do

-I

-know?

-Anybody want...?

-Sssh.

-Is he asleep already?

-Yeah. I gave him the powder the doc left.

HORN HONKS Joe! >

Hey, take it easy.

-WEAKLY:

-Hold my hand.

Oh, Joe...

Now, lay there quiet, Tony. You'll wake up tomorrow feeling real nice.

(The boys are waiting on me.)

Where are you going?

Napa.

Have a good time, Joe...

(I'd better get going.)

(Will you stop!)

I...gotta get going.

(Go ahead. What's keeping you?)

I thought you went to town.

Ohh...

Oh!

Don't touch me!

-You hurt yourself.

-I did not! I thought you went to town.

-I didn't go.

-No, you follow me instead.

I dropped my flashlight.

-Give it to me.

-It's broke.

-I can hit you with it.

-What did I ever do to you? PLEADING:

-Get away from me.

SHE CHOKES BACK A SOB

Go on. Go away and leave me alone.

Go into town, see your girlfriends, like you were going to.

Leave the valley and don't come back. That's what you want, ain't it? OK, why don't you?

Why don't you go back to San Francisco?

Why should I?

Hang around here, you'll drive me crazy.

Me, I'm driving YOU crazy?

Don't touch m...

Oh, Joe...

Please...stop it.

Think about Tony. He's your friend. He's...

Oh, I knew it. I KNEW it!

Joe...

Amy!

Joe!

What...

-I guess it'd do no good apologising.

-Don't speak to me. Don't come near me never any more.

We both gotta live here in the same place.

Look... We...

I wish I was dead.

Ah Gee!

Joe!

Amy!

Somebody!

Ah, is Joe.

-Morning.

-Don't it feel most good? Look at me!

Poor Joe has to work.

-I'm leaving you.

-Huh?

You heard me. I'm pulling out.

Oh, Joe.

I got a right to leave on Sunday. I ain't got any right leaving during the week but this is Sunday.

Joe, you and me is good friends.

You no do such a thing to good friend, no.

-Do what?

-We're going to bust a ranch.

In two months, when Tony dance on the feet, we bust a ranch. THEN Joe go away. Sure, that's fine.

But now?

So soon?

I'm leaving now.

Something's no good.

Something's making Joe unhappy.

Can't you understand? You and me - that was one thing. Just us.

But now...

-I want to get away, and that's that.

-Amy.

Well? What about her?

Amy... Tony feel fine. How YOU feel?

Good morning, Tony.

-You no speak good morning with Joe?

-Wonderful eggs for you this morning, Tony.

Joe want to go away, no come back. Joe go away now.

-We don't have to have a discussion.

-I should say not. What are you waiting for? Go ahead.

Joe and Amy mad. That's very funny.

Yes, is very funny.

I don't see nothing funny.

Joe.

Amy.

What's the matter?

Amy say do this and do that? You no like woman should be boss.

Joe get mad, he say things you no like.

Joe. Amy.

Tony...

He love you both.

Tony love Joe...like his own son.

Tony love Amy like the grape on the vine, the star in the sky.

Oh, Joe, Amy...

Peoples, they no should fight.

No should say mean thing, make the face.

God, He look down from the sky and He see the nice world He make.

And He see you fight. And what He think?

Huh?

Nice work.

Plenty rooms for everybody.

People, they fight and make the face.

People should love each other, like Tony love his Amy, like Tony love his Joe.

Shake the hand.

(Hey... Joe, Amy.)

(Shake the hand, shake the hand.)

Ah, that's good. That's very good!

That's fine!

How many egg Ah Gee fried for Tony? Half a doz?

-I'll stick around till you can walk, Tony. No longer.

-Good boy, Joe.

-Till you can walk.

TONY LAUGHS TRIUMPHANTLY

There we are.

-Tony go. Tony go.

-Be careful.

Tony go.

Ay...yaaa!

Hallelujah! Two months! It ain't possible.

-San Giovanni!

-Ho-ho-ho! Ha-ha-ha!

-Take it easy, take it easy.

Tony walk some more.

Tony go to show Joe. Tony go to show everybody. JO-OE!

-<

-Look at me!

-<

-Joe, look!

Ha-ha! Joe!

Sit down there.

The feet and the tibula and fibula is OK!

Thanks, my friend. You've done a great job. I'm a free man.

-<

-Padre, when the wedding?

-Say the word and plenty fast.

->

Oh, Tony, wait a few days.

You're doggone right we'll wait. We can't rush the Bishop.

-We're going to Sacramento.

->

But why I got to wait a few days?

OK. I think if I talk to the right people,

I can fix it up for tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow? Padre, that's fine.

Amy. Amy.

Ask him to stay and eat with us, Tony. Celebrate!

Padre, Doc and Joe...

-What do we got?

-Apple pie.

Apple pie?!

It's apple pie.

Come on, Tony.

Tomorrow's the bishop's busy day.

How about we start real early?

-I'll pick you up right here at sun-up.

-It's good.

Wait a minute. I don't know if I ought to recommend this marriage.

-Huh?

-That young lady doesn't eat enough.

It's true.

Amy, if you want to make Tony happy, you've just got to get fat.

I'd feel more optimistic if you'd finish your pie.

I can't eat any more!

The padre's only kidding.

I'm sorry.

Excuse me for flying off, padre. On hot days like this, I guess I...

Sure, I understand.

Well, I must be going.

No, no, no.

Those McGintys up in the hills are at it again. I've got to go.

Excuse me, Amy, for making bad jokes about a mighty sacred thing.

I mean, a happy marriage.

What in thunder has this world ever invented that's more desirable,

more beautiful, more down-to-earth inspiring

than a good, solid, happy marriage?

And a good solid happy home.

And just between us...don't go telling people I said it...

..what's harder to find?

Well, I've got to be seeing the McGintys.

Amy, Tony...

..you're gonna be happy.

You're gonna live a long while.

You shouldn't be kidded.

You should be encouraged and nourished along.

You ought to be watered like roses.

I'll see you about sun-up.

God bless you both.

So long.

So long, padre.

The padre fella, he speaka so nice, even when he don't speak loud, eh?

Excuse me.

Amy! Amy!

-What's going on?

-Watch out for yourself, Tony.

She's fainted. That's all. I can manage.

Take care of yourself, Tony. Watch out.

Something's happened.

Quit worrying. I keep telling you...

Forget all about it, Tony. She's fine.

Let her rest. She'll be all right by evening.

Phew!

You'd better get some rest yourself.

Joe.

What goes on? I thought you wanted to talk to me. I do.

I don't get all this hide-and-seek stuff.

It's Amy.

Well? What's the matter with her?

You ought to know.

Doc!

I told her I'd tell you but I wouldn't tell nobody else.

A guy like you, Joe,

makes me ashamed of the whole human race.

We're all so smart.

We learn how to control everything except ourselves.

I suppose I ought to be thankful.

The world can't be any better than the people that live in it.

At least they're not all like you.

I don't mean nothing to Amy.

Amy don't mean nothing to me.

We've hardly even spoke since.

It was just...

Holy...!

What am I gonna do?

I ain't got nothing to suggest.

Except this...

You're not running away.

You're sticking here till you get this settled.

The padre's gonna be here in the morning. It had better be settled.

Doc!

Doc, try and think. Tell me something to do. I'll do anything.

I'm sorry, Joe. I've got just one suggestion.

And that's for Tony.

What is it?

I hope he kills you.

As a matter of fact, he probably will.

RADIO: "Sounds like a lot of good songs.

"You hit it right on the nose.

"And that's what I'm gonna do to y'all, if you don't shut up.

"The motto of another Play Day for the children..."

-They're such most funny fellas, huh?

-Yes.

Amy and Tony listen to the radio, sit on the sofa, holda the hand.

That's how it'sa going to be a long, long time.

Amy...

..and Tony.

HE SIGHS DEEPLY

What Amy gonna wear for the wedding?

I don't know.

Amy wearing white, I bet.

Carrying the red flower.

Sure.

Tony is such a most lucky fella!

HE SIGHS DEEPLY

San Giovanni! Why we not think before?

-Tony got to have the festa!

-Tony...!

Tomorrow night. Ah Gee!

-Tony, you don't need another festa.

-Tony so happy, he gotta.

Ah Gee, get Joe.

Sure, boss.

Oh, Amy, no worry.

Tony no fall off the roof this time.

Oh, no!

-I gotta talk, and you gotta listen.

-Just hold that hand.

I'm holding it as tight as I can.

-Maybe someday I won't be here.

-No. No say such thing.

Maybe you'll be here all by yourself.

-And when you think about me you'll hate me.

-What's the matter?

You've got to remember every word I say.

The two months I've lived here

have been the happiest months I ever lived.

-Do you hear me, Tony?

-Tony hear you.

If anything happens, it wasn't your fault, it was mine.

Amy, nothing gonna happen.

I came here to marry you because you were rich.

I want to marry you now because you're the greatest guy alive.

Tony, remember what I said.

Oh, no, no, no!

Nothing gonna happen!

Amy, Amy...

Mr Joe, he gone.

Ah, Joe! All the time he got to go to Napa.

No, no. Mr Joe go away. No come back. He take all his clothes!

Joe go away.

Yes, sir.

Joe go away and not tell Tony goodbye.

Maybe it's a good way to go.

No, no, no.

But when there's things you can't say. Not even one word...

People should say goodbye.

They should shake the hand.

Tony no understand.

Don't try to understand, Tony.

There's good people in the world and there's the kind that go away.

People should shake the hand.

Just don't let him hurt you, Tony. Don't let him.

Where'd you come from?

-What's all this? Where are you going?

-Sh! Tony's right there!

-Where do you think you're going?

-I can't stay here, can I?

You haven't gone and told him?

-Coward! First you sneak away. Then you sneak back.

-I came back, didn't I?

Yeah. In the middle of the night.

Where are you going?

How are you gonna make a living? People gotta make a living.

What did you come back for? I don't need you.

-You've got no place to go.

-I bet you feel real bad(!)

-You was always so noble(!)

-I've come back to marry you.

Marry me?

I've got some money saved up. I can get a job someplace.

You'd honest-to-goodness marry me?

Sure. I spent the whole night thinking, Amy.

I made up my mind.

I've got to do what's right.

Sure.

You've got nothing to worry about.

I'm doing the right thing, so...

I'd marry you? Give up my life to a guy who brings out the worst in me?

A few minutes I lose my head. I sink as low as you.

I do something I'll be ashamed for till the day I die!

I'd marry you? Do you think I've sunk where I can't get insulted?

OK by me.

No harm in asking.

Well, goodbye.

Take that downstairs for you?

Yeah. Put it in the truck.

Don't make any noise.

Joe.

Middle of the night, Joe.

I no understand.

What's...?

Ah... What Tony care for understand?

Joe, he's come back.

Ah, Joe!

Joe.

Tony...

Tony...

Tony. Tony!

Tony!

My Amy go away...

..with Joe?

No. I wouldn't go with Joe for a million dollars!

-Amy go away?

-I can't stay here, that's all!

-Why?

I CAN'T stay here, that's all.

Tony, I love you, but...

Why you not stay here?

Please, please just let me go off.

SHE WEEPS

Tony got to know!

MURMUR OF VOICES

-No! Oh.

->

AMY WEEPS

Tony, don't! Tony! No! Oh, Tony!

Tony, no more! No more.

TONY SOBS

Can I take the truck? I'll leave it at the railroad station.

Leave the keys with the fella down there.

I didn't want you to know. I wanted to go and not say anything.

You'd have thought I was crazy, but wouldn't have known what I did.

Can't you say anything? Can't you just...

I...gotta go, Tony.

People ought to say goodbye.

It's how you always said, they oughta shake hands.

Amy!

Amy!

The padre's come. Please don't tell him what happened.

-Let him think we decided I should go.

-Amy, you listen.

Good morning, Padre.

I met Joe.

I'm very sorry, Tony. Bottom of my heart.

I've been counting on this Sacramento trip as much as you.

I'm very sorry.

Amy and Tony going in Sacramento just the same.

-What?

-You don't mean that.

Tony mean it. Where you got to go?

You got no money. How you gonna have the baby?

Why should you care?

It don't belong to you.

What you mean? Tony want him. Tony raise him.

Tony make him big and strong. Tony make him rich. What do you mean,

-the little fella not belong to Tony?

-You're being good, that's all.

No, no, no. That's good sense.

What is Tony wanting? The wife and the kid.

What is the good of this fine house, the grape and cook, and I no got my Amy?

But what I done! Think of what I done!

Amy, what you done, one time you no using the head, you make a mistake.

Tony using the head, Amy staying here.

It's good sense.

It's good sense the world needing.

Everywhere, the peoples, they're not happy.

They fight and makea the face.

For why?

Peoples they know what they want,

but peoples, they're not using the head.

Padre, Amy and me, now, we no can fixing the world, so everybody happy.

But Amy and me, we using the head.

We fixing ourself.

Padre, now maybe that's a very good thing.

Sure, maybe, they also making God feel lots more good.

Pretty soon,

he's sticking His face outta from the sky.

He taking a look at His world and he saying "hm, hm".

"Two peoples in the Napa Valley, California, they're using the head."

What a nice day it's gonna be.

There ain't many people in the world, Amy, that's big enough for that kind of forgiving.

When you run across one, you can't just ignore him.

Tony never done anything bad himself.

So maybe it's not so hard. He can forget.

I done something! I can't.

Amy.

You're the greatest guy that ever was, Tony.

That's how you can forgive so quick.

I ain't that great.

I can't get forgiven!

Not yet.

Tony,

circumstances being what they are,

I'll see that Amy's taken care of.

Just for a while.

COCK CROWS

Don't worry too much, Tony.

The world always looks worse than it is.

But sooner or later,

as sure as we live,...

God'll have His chance.

Now what a nice day that's gonna be.