Dead End
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:10:01
Gimme back my three cents!
:10:03
l want my money back.
Come on.

:10:06
Come on, gimme back
my three cents.

:10:08
- You want your three cents?
- Yeah.

:10:26
Stop it!
Get away! Get away!

:10:29
Stop it! Get out of here!
:10:35
What are you doing,
watching life in the slums?

:10:37
ls it funny?
Why didn't you stop them?

:10:40
Lady, you're scaring me.
:10:43
- Are you hurt?
- They took my three cents!

:10:46
- Tommy!
- l ain't got it.

:10:48
- You?
- Not me. Don't look at me.

:10:51
- You?
- l ain't got it.

:10:53
- Go on. Give it back to her, Spit.
- Yeah.

:10:55
- Come on. Quick.
- Shut up.

:10:58
l'll crack you.
:10:59
And l'll sock you
where it won't do you so much--

:11:03
No dame gonna smack me first
and get away with it.

:11:05
- Give her that dough.
- What for?

:11:06
Give her that dough
or l'll have to smack you.

:11:07
l can do my own fighting.
l don't need your help. Come on.

:11:09
Give her that dough.
:11:19
Here. Come on.
:11:21
You look like a nice kid.
Stay away from them.

:11:23
- They're no good.
- Yes, ma'am.

:11:31
lt was a good fight.
Too bad it couldn't go to the finish.

:11:34
Tough kids.
:11:37
- You like?
- Sure, what's it mean?

:11:42
He doesn't care what it means.
He saw it on Park Avenue,

:11:45
so he thinks if he puts it up,
he'll get trade from our rich neighbors.

:11:50
l ran up to your place last night,
but you hadn't come home.

:11:53
Kay Burton and l went over to the park,
listened to music.

:11:58
l wanted you to come along
and meet her.


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