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Well, the football season is here again.
And that means that Riley's son, Junior, captain of the John Jay Boscovitz Junior High School 11,
is the most important boy in the world to Riley.
Right now we find Riley giving Junior a few pointers for the opening game of the season tomorrow.
Now listen, Junior, the one you've got to watch is this fullback, Anderson.
Oh, Riley, will you please stop talking football and finish your dinner?
Yeah, yeah, just a second.
Daddy's right, Anderson's terrific at making passes.
Well, don't worry, I'm pretty good at intercepting them.
Now, Junior, here's another tip.
Oh, Pop, quit worrying, we've got a coach.
Oh, so you'd rather listen to the coach than your own father.
Well, why shouldn't he? Since when are you such an authority on football?
Hey, you seem to forget that I played quarterback for three years for good old MIT.
MIT? Well, Daddy, you never went to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
I'm talking about the Manhattan Independent Truck Drivers.
We was tops in the Industrial League. We ran over everybody.
Oh, Dad, oh, Riley, come on, I want to clear the table.
Well, Peck, this is important. Junior's team has got to win tomorrow.
Now look, Junior, I worked out a swell play for you.
I used to use it in the old days. You can give it to the coach with my compliments.
Now, Junior.
Yeah, huh?
Well, pay attention. Now here's the play.
This salt shaker is the fullback.
The knife here is the line and this fork is the quarterback.
Get the idea? And this jelly donut is the football.
Now watch what happens.
The quarterback acts the fork, scoops up the ball, that's the jelly donut.
He throws it. It goes up, up, up. I'm under it and I catch it.
Riley, you don't have to catch it in your mouth.
Well, what do you think of it, Junior?
Uh-huh. Think of what?
Junior, you weren't listening.
Oh, I'm sorry, Pop. I've got something on my mind.
Well, Junior, that's terrible.
Worrying before a game is the worst thing that can happen to you.
Now come on, out with it. What's worrying you?
Well, could you let me have some money, Pop?
Oh. Well, a little worry never hurt anybody.
Now...
Now this play...
Oh, but Pop, I need some money real bad.
Well, okay, son. Here, here's 50 cents.
Oh, I need more than that.
Well, how much do you need, Junior?
Twenty-five dollars.
What?
Twenty-five dollars. Junior, you ain't planning to get married, are you?
What? What in the world do you want with all that money?
Well, I need a bike and there's this new bicycle club
and all the other fellas belong and Marilyn Morris.
Uh-huh. Your girl.
Peg, I don't know what kind of a boy we're raising.
All of a sudden he likes girls.
Now be sensible, Riley. When you were Junior's age, didn't you have a girl?
Sure, but I didn't like her.
I mean...
Aw, be a pal, Pop. I just gotta have a bike.
Riley, you did promise to buy him one.
I promised him a bike when he graduated.
But I need it now.
You'll just have to be patient, like I was.
My father promised me a bike when I graduated from grammar school
and I had to wait 12 years to get it.
But, Pop, this is important.
Nothing's more important than that game tomorrow.
Remember, everybody in John Jay Baskowitz Junior High is dependent on you.
All right, don't give me the money. I'll get it myself, you'll see.
Junior dear!
Let him go, Peg.
Oh, Riley, I think you were a little too harsh with him.
I was for his own good.
You can't play football and think of girls at the same time.
Oh, nice.
I'm speaking from experience.
In a championship game once, while I was tackling the guy I was thinking of you,
I was penalized five yards for kissing.
Come on, team, squash him like grapes and step on the pits.
Three cheers for John Jay Baskowitz!
Thank you, Mr. Riley.
Well, well, if it ain't Waldo Binney.
I'm just practicing a few cheers for the game.
How goes it, Waldo?
Oh, my sagging sacroiliac.
I came out to the stadium by bus.
Ah, pretty crowded, huh?
Crowded. I started to scratch my back when the woman next to me said,
Oh, what a relief.
Come on, Waldo.
I got to see Junior before the game.
Give him a little pepper talk.
He's over in the locker room.
Oh, football is so exciting.
I'll never forget the day I was carried out of the Yale-Cornell game.
Oh, yeah? Well, what happened?
Didn't have any ticket.
Oh, this way, Waldo.
I think Junior must...
Hey, Mick.
Me?
Did you place your bets yet?
Bets?
You mean you'd taken bets on this kid's game?
Sure.
I'm laying 2-1 on Southern High.
Why, you...
...beat it.
Okay, okay.
But you won't get no better odds from the other bookie.
Waldo, did you hear that?
Bookies taking bets on a high school game.
When gamblers move in, the game gets crooked.
Oh, Mr. Riley, look. Isn't that Junior over there?
Where?
Sitting in that car there, talking to some man.
Well, yeah, yeah. That's Junior.
Hey, I don't like the looks of that character he's talking to.
He's got a mean face.
Yeah, shifty-eyed.
An underworld type if I ever saw one.
What does a crook like that want with Junior?
Maybe he's...
Gee, I wish my ears were bigger so I could hear what they're saying.
Gosh, Dr. Whitaker. You mean you can't come to the team banquet.
I'm afraid not, Junior. I have to leave town right after the game.
Gee, that's too bad.
Yes, I'm going to miss it.
I've been treating the team to a banquet after the opening game for 15 years now.
But there's no reason why the boys can't have it without me.
Now, I'll give you the money and you pay the rest of it.
Gosh, thanks, Dr. Whitaker.
You're the swellest principal our school ever had.
That's because I'm the only principal the school ever had.
Now, let's see. Where is my wallet? Oh, here it is.
Now, here's five, seven, ten.
Well, can you hear what they're saying?
Let's get a little closer. Well, carefully don't see it.
Shh. Listen.
Nineteen, twenty, and ten is thirty dollars.
Waldo, he's given Junior money. Thirty bucks.
Oh, my. A bribe.
A bribe? What for?
To throw the game, of course.
No, no, he won't take it.
Not my Junior. He can't take it. He's got my blood in him.
Mr. Riley, he took it.
Poor kid's anemic.
Well, I guess that ought to take care of everything.
Oh, sure. It's fun.
Oh, Junior, how could you?
The game will be starting soon.
Now, you go out on that field and, well, you know what I expect you to do.
I know. And I won't let you down.
See that you don't.
He's threatening him with violence. Why, that rat, I'll break him.
No, no, no, no, no, no. Wait. Don't make a scene.
You'll only incriminate Junior.
But he's a crook. He's... He's leaving.
Well, so long, Junior.
So long.
Let me at him. Let me come.
No, no, you mustn't.
Oh, hello, Bob. What are you doing around here? I thought you...
Junior, listen. I got to talk to you.
But the game's going to start.
I don't care. Now, listen, son.
Junior. Junior Riley. I've been looking all over for you.
Oh, I'm sorry, Coach.
I'll get down to the locker room right away. Come on, now.
Okay, Coach.
Junior. See you later, Bob.
But, Junior, wait.
He's gone. Oh, Waldo.
Oh, this is dreadful. Dreadful.
My own boy. A bribe taker.
After all I've done for him.
When he was a baby and he cried, I gave him my gold watch to make him stop.
When he didn't want to go to school, I gave him a $10 pair of skates to make him go.
When he had mumps and wouldn't lie down, I gave him five cents an hour to make him stay in bed.
I can't understand it. Where did he learn to take bribes?
And only 13 years old, too. What will he do when he grows up?
I don't care. I'm through with him.
Oh, but he's your son.
I'm through with him. I'll feed him. I'll clothe him.
I'll send him through college and I'll pay for his wedding.
But after he's married, he's on his own.
But, Mr. Riley, the game will start soon and he's going to throw it.
Come on, let's get out of here.
To think that my own boy would sell his birthright for a mess of pot jeans.
For a measly $30.
If he wanted money so bad, why didn't he come to me? I would have...
I... Oh, Waldo.
What's wrong, Mr. Riley? What's the matter?
It's all my fault. He did ask me.
And I turned him down. The poor kid begged me for a bike and I refused him.
Why didn't I listen to him? Oh, I'm a beast.
No, no, no. Don't say that. Everybody loves you.
That's my trouble. I'm a lovable beast.
Come on, Waldo. Go to the locker room. There's still time to stop, Junior.
Yeah? What is it, Coach?
I've got to see Junior Riley right away.
Sorry, no visitors.
But I've got to see...
Waldo, what'll I do?
You've just got to get to Junior. He mustn't throw that game.
But they won't let me.
But you've got to think of some way. Come on now, think hard.
I'm thinking. I'm thinking.
Use your brain.
Waldo, I can't do two things at once.
You must do it.
I got it. This crooked gambler we saw is bribing Junior to lose the game.
Okay, I'll bribe Junior to win the game.
Bribe him?
Give me a pencil. Quick, I've got to write Junior a note.
Let's see, that gambler gave Junior $30?
Yes.
Dear Junior, I know what you're expected to do on that field today.
Don't do it. Do exactly the opposite.
I am enclosing $31 to make it worth your while.
Sign a friend.
That ought to fix things.
I don't know. Maybe you ought to...
I know what I'm doing, Waldo.
I'll put this in my pay envelope here with $31.
It's $10, $25, $30, and four quarters.
Lucky I got paid today.
But listen, Mr. Riley, maybe...
There's no time. They're starting any minute.
Yeah? Oh, it's you again. I told you...
Yeah, I know, Coach.
Please give this note to Junior Riley. It's important. I'll wait for an answer.
Okay. Junior, here's a note for you.
For me, Coach? Who brought it?
Oh, I don't know. Some dumb-looking pollooker.
He's waiting for an answer.
Hey, there's a lot of money in here.
What's the price?
I don't get it.
Well, let's... Dear Junior, I know what you're expected to do on that field today.
Don't do it. Do exactly the opposite.
What? Let me see that.
Why, the cheap.
Waiting for an answer, is he?
I'll give him an answer.
Come in here, you.
Yeah, much obliged.
Pop!
That's your father?
Well, yes, sir.
Oh, that beats everything, trying to bribe your own kid.
Yeah, I was bribing him to...
So, you admit it?
Well, no. No, I don't admit to...
He wrote this note, didn't you?
Yeah, I wrote it, but...
You signed it a friend, didn't you?
Yeah, but I'm not really his friend. I'm his father.
Oh, Pop, what did you do it for?
Well, I can explain, Coach. You see, a little while ago, I saw my boy...
Oh...
You saw what?
I didn't see him. I didn't see anything.
There's the whistle.
All right, team, come on, boys. Everybody on the field.
Now make it snappy. Let's go, here.
Let's go, boys. Let's go now.
Just a minute, Junior. Not you.
Well, Coach, you mean I can't play?
Not until there's a full investigation.
But, Coach, I'm the captain. It's the opening game.
You heard me.
Now, just a minute. You can't do this to my boy.
I'll take care of you later.
If you weren't the boy's father, I'd have you arrested on the spot.
Now get out!
No, no, let me explain.
I saw Junior take... I thought the gambler was...
I only gave him money to...
You're hanging an innocent man.
There.
Here, we'll bring you the second act of the life of Riley in just a moment.
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And now back to the life of Riley with William Bendix as Riley.
A few minutes before the big football game between Boskowitz Junior High and Southern High,
Riley got the completely mistaken idea that his son took a bride to throw the game.
When he offered Junior a counter-bride to win the game, he was caught in the act.
Now Riley faces a charge of bribery and poor Junior has been kicked off the team.
The game is on, but Riley and Junior are still in the locker room.
Junior.
Go away, will you, Pop?
But Junior.
Go away, please.
Listen, Junior.
The way I feel now, I never want to talk to you again.
You never want to talk to me again?
I never want to talk to you again.
Now listen to what I have to say.
I don't want to listen.
Junior, I want a little respect.
Remember, I'm old enough to be your father.
Some father.
Why did you do it?
Why did I do it?
Why did you do it?
What did I do?
Don't try to braise it out.
This is how you repay me.
After all the years, I've slaved away to give you a better chance in life.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Look at my hands.
Full of calluses working for you.
Look, this callus paid for your tonsils.
This callus straightened your teeth.
And this little callus here, when it swells up, is going to send you through college.
Why, I ain't even got one callus for my own personal pleasure.
Pop, all you ever do is get me into trouble.
I get you.
That sets it.
You and me are through.
I want a divorce.
Well, I'm through with you.
You'll see, I'm changing my name.
Oh, I'm changing my name.
So don't pick the name I'm picking.
Don't worry, I won't.
Junior, wait.
Junior, come back.
Oh, Junior, come back.
I can't live without you.
What a life.
I wish the earth would open up and swallow me.
I wouldn't say that if I were you.
Who's that?
It is I, Digby O'Dell, the friendly undertaker.
Oh, hello, Digger.
Greetings, Riley.
You're looking fine.
Very natural.
Digger, I feel terrible.
Nobody's ever been as low as I am right now.
Would you care to bet?
I'm going to be disgraced, Digger.
Nobody will talk to me.
All my friends will drop me.
Not me, Riley.
I've never dropped anyone.
What's the trouble, my boy?
It happened right before the game started.
Were you here?
No, I was delayed by some business that turned up.
I got here right after the kickoff.
Well, my Junior was thrown off the team.
He did a bad thing.
Ah, boys, the dear little lads are invariably creating difficulty.
There's a gang of hoodlums that have been annoying me.
The other day they took a sign from the street and hung it on the door of my business establishment.
Oh, I was furious.
Well, why?
What did the sign say?
One-way traffic.
I was mortified.
What Junior did was worse.
He took a bribe to throw the game.
Oh, Riley, that's a dreadful accusation unless you have real proof.
In my profession we have a slogan.
Always be sure of your ground before you start throwing dirt.
I saw him with my own eyes talking to this gambler.
Oh, the scoundrel.
I'd like to lay him out.
Oh, come Riley, let's get back to our seats.
They're starting the second half.
Oh, I've lost my taste for football.
Ah, football.
The groans and moans as 22 perspiring youth attempt to capture 10 yards of territory that actually belongs to the city.
I adore football.
It's so gay.
Well, it ain't gay for me.
You go without.
Look, over there near the bench, the guy in the black hat, it's him, the gambler.
Are you sure?
Positive.
He's talking to the whole team.
He's trying to bribe the whole lot of them.
Well, don't stand there, man.
Quick, after him.
Yeah, come on, digger.
Hurry, Riley, he's walking away.
I'll stop him.
I'll bring him down with a flying tackle.
Here I go.
Got him, Mike, got him.
Riley, you missed him.
Take your head out of that water bucket.
What's the meaning of this?
Who is this idiot?
Huh, this idiot's the guy who's going to put you in jail.
Come here, you crook.
Take your hands off me.
Goats, goats.
Oh, it's that Riley.
Didn't I tell you, Riley?
Oh, my God, this is the rat.
Listen, everybody.
Let go of me, sir.
Unhand me, I say.
Come on, you four-flesh and weasel, you low-down, conniving crook.
Tell the people who you are.
I am Dr. Winslow Ellison Whitaker, principal of the Baskowitz Junior High School.
Now.
Now, my dear sir, what were you about to say?
May I leave the room?
I wasn't driving him for loads.
I was driving him for wind.
Wait a moment.
Let's have some discipline here.
Don't you realize, Mr. Riley, that the money I gave your son was merely to pay for the
banquet?
Wait a minute.
Let me get this straight.
You mean Junior didn't take a bribe, my boy, as honest?
Why, he's as honest as I am.
What a revoltant development this is.
How could you possibly assume for one moment that I was a gambler?
Well, it was your crooked face.
I mean, I...
Well, at any rate, it's all settled, and your boy Junior's in the clear.
Oh, that's great.
Will you put him in a game now, coach?
Oh, will I?
We're behind seven to six, and it's almost over.
Go get him.
Right away.
Junior, a joke.
Oh, I just remembered we had a fight.
He ran away.
Oh, we've got to find him.
I'll go out and look for him.
I'll call him to city.
Oh, there's no time.
This is a fine mess you've got us into.
I got it.
I got it.
I'll get Junior.
We ain't licked yet.
Riley never says die until he's been dead six months.
And now there's only nine minutes left to play, and the score is seven-six in favor of Southern.
It begins to look bad for Boskowitz.
Why doesn't Junior do something, Mother?
Bradford and Greenberg are playing a great game for the Boskowitz team, but they just
can't seem to dent that Southern line.
Oh, Junior can't be playing a good game today.
The announcer hasn't even mentioned his name once.
Oh, your poor father must be disappointed.
And now Boskowitz has the ball on the 50-yard line.
I'm right there, announcer.
Give me that mic.
I've got it.
Please, sir, we're on the air.
Now the ball is snapped back to the...
Oh, I got it, Paul.
Give me the air.
Oh, Babs, listen to Babs.
Sounds like some drunk.
Come on now, mister, get out of here.
No, I've got it, Paul.
Okay, you asked for it.
This is Chester Riley.
Take it off.
The big-eared announcer accidentally walked into somebody's fist.
Mother, they...
Oh, no.
Folks, if any of you see my boy Junior, tell him to come to the stadium right away.
Junior, please come back.
You can play.
Peg, find Junior.
Bats, find Peg and tell her to find Junior.
Please, Junior, if you're listening, come to the stadium.
And if you ain't listening, turn on the radio.
Mother, I don't understand what's Junior doing.
Oh, quiet, Ben.
Please, Junior, come back.
Please, please.
Hello, Mom.
Junior, what's happened?
Why aren't you playing?
Junior, hurry up.
We need you.
Oh, is Pop home?
Then I'm going out.
It's the radio.
Quick, go to the stadium.
What?
You mean I can play?
Yes, hurry.
Junior, please come.
Okay, Pop, I'm coming.
Junior, come to the stadium.
There's only a minute left to play.
Your team is going to lose unless you kick a field goal.
Come to the stadium, Junior.
Do you hear me?
Come to the stadium.
I'll raise you allowance, Junior.
Pop, Pop, am I in time?
Be the kid I gotta find, Junior.
Pop, I'm Junior.
Holy smoke television.
I mean, Junior, it's really you.
Yeah, what happened?
Never mind.
Quick, get out of that field.
Kick that goal.
Okay, Pop.
Folks, stay close to your radio.
My Junior just came into the stadium.
He's going to kick that goal.
Do you hear that, folks?
That's my boy there cheering.
The game is in a bag for Baskowitz, because that's my boy who's going to do the kick.
And you're lined up now.
On the 18-yard line, and my boy is ready to kick.
Block that kick! Block that kick!
We can't lose now, folks.
Not with my boy kicking.
He's all set now.
The ball snapped back to Williams.
He holds it in position.
And here comes my boy.
There goes his foot, and he kicks it.
And there goes the ball, up and up again.
Hey, where's the ball?
Holy smoke, he missed the ball completely.
He's my boy, but he's got his mother's feet.
The rally is, we'll be back in half a minute.
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Junior, do you really forgive me for thinking you'd take a bride?
Oh, sure I do, Pop.
Thanks, son, but that ain't enough.
I got to make it up to you, so...
I got you a... take a look on the porch.
Oh, Pop, a bike! You got me a bike.
Yes, sir, it's all yours.
Well, where'd you get the money?
Well, I didn't... what's the difference?
Try it out.
Oh, boy, it's a beaut.
Hey, look, what's this painted on the frame?
Property of the Daily Eagle.
What, Pop, that's a beautiful painting.
Property of the Daily Eagle. Well, Pop, this is one of the bikes the paper loans to their newsboys.
That's right, son. Wake me up tomorrow morning at five.
The Life of Riley
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William Bendix is currently starring in the Paramount picture two years before the mass.
The Life of Riley is produced for Teal by Irving Brecker and is directed by Don Bernard.
Music by Luke Osloff. The script was by Alan Lipscott and Robin Shipp.
Mrs. Riley is Paula Winslow. Digger O'Dell is John Brown. Babs is Sharon Douglas. Waldo is Dink Trout.
Dr. Whitaker is Pat McGeehan and the coach is Ed Chandler.
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