And I said, "You children of sin
"destruction and damnation will follow.
"Yes, there shall come pestilences upon you.
"Yeah, pestilence.
"Beware all of these palaces of sin
- these dens of addiction." - Shut up!
drifting on the foul-smelling sea of life..
Hey, it's your place, why don't you throw him out?
My children, your souls are are right above this evil.
- Let me show you the way. - I'll show you the way.
How about the rest of my crew?
That's the Shanghai Duck's business.
See, I'm paying the most money to my sailors, $250 a piece
and I don't want any dead ones. I wanna get going at dawn.
Lot of ships in the bay.
that would like to get underway.
If everything's so easy to get.
I'll run into the gold field.
Hey, how many are we short? Three?
Now, we're only short two.
- What will it be, sailor? - How much are your rooms?
Come on, Weasel.
- Dollar six pence. - Alright.
Just land?
- Yeah. - What ship?
- North Star. - I sailed on her once.
Three whiskeys.
You quit the ship here?
- Yeah. - Gonna try the gold fields?
I am.
Well, here's to the gold fields.
Oh, sailor.
That's it. Put your arm around me.
That's it. Step up.
'What did you say the name of the place was?'
The Occidental.
Well, for trouble, you went to the right place.
The Shanghai Duck, what a fella.
His own brother sleeps in a room
that's locked to keep him waking up at sea.
He works for Burke. The man who owns the Occidental.
A big fellow with a scar on his face?
Yes. That's Burke.
Him, Slugs, and Duck're partners in the Shanghai business.
And believe me, they got reputation that's gotta
smell like when the tire's out.
What does the Duck look like?
A big fellow with a hook for a right hand.
And believe me, him and the hook
are two things to stay away from.
Not me. I'm gonna cook that Duck's goose.
Well, what's it gonna get you?
More trouble?
Mr. Morgan, why don't you go back to your ship?
The coast is no place for a decent man who has a trade.
You see, here they believe differently.
They think in order to live, you gotta kill the other fella.
You know, we have an old proverb
Too much for me. What does it mean?
It means that
"He who digs a grave for somebody else
usually falls in himself."
Don't you worry about me.
Now that I know the rules, I know how to play.
You mean, It's a case of dog eat dog?
- Yes. - What chance has a puppy got?
Hey, uh..
...how much did you say they'd get for Shanghaiing me?
They've been known to get as high as $250 a man.
And you call yourself a business man?
Why didn't you turn me over to a ship?
I sell merchandise, not men.
Why did you take me in?
Because you needed help, maybe.
Alright, Solly.
I'll make it up to you sometime.
Right now, all I wanna do is meet Slugs Crippen.
Hey, this isn't worth very much to you, is it?
- No, not much. - Uh-huh.
Well..
That's worth just about $250 to me.
Wait a minute, Slugs.
I'm going to North Star. See you later.
Hello, Slugger.
Oh-oh!
Hey, where is Slugs?
He just left for the North Star. Maybe, you can catch him.
Well..
Dog eat dog.
Hey, Slugs!
Slugs!
Hey, Slugs.
- Ahoy! - Ahoy!
What is it?
From Spider Burke's, got two men for you.
- Send 'em up. - Send down the money.
Smart, ain't you?
Yeah.
You are too lucky.
My business to be lucky.
- Not a bad business. - Make your bets, boys.
Don't do it, Morgan. Keep your money.
Money? Look Solly, there's money.
You know, people are crazy to go to the mines
and break their backs there. There's a gold mine right here.
- One hundred. - That's talking to 'em, sailor.
Wait a minute. Let someone else turn it.
Alright.
Belle.
Belle, turn the cards just once for luck.
How will that do?
Oh, you can't get away with this.
- No one asked her to do it. - You're mistaken.
I did.
You wanna make any more bets?
Not in your game.
Make your play, boys.
- You playing? - Playing.
That makes us even.
The sailor that got away from Slugs?
Yeah, the one who got the rope.
Pete said he saw him row the boat ashore and tie it here.
No use looking any more, Spider.
Sluggs is dead or on his way to China.
- But the sailor is still here. - Yeah, and when I find him..
Wait a minute, I'll find him myself.
This is Morra's place. One of the best in the coast.
This one looks much better than the rest of them.
That's the danger. Once let them build up
these places attract our decent people, and our cause is lost.
Ford, as the editor of the Tribune, you have the power
in your hands to clean up this coast.
That's Judge Crawford.
What's he doing here?
Pass the word around he's here and tell everyone to clamp down.
- Make your plays, boys. - Who's the owner around here?
- I am. - How about a job?
Back to your ship, sailor.
Make your plays, boys.
Ahh!
Get him, sailor.
Bet you the Shanghai Duck kills him.
Why not, what you offerin'?
It isn't the first guy that the Duck has killed with his hook.
Can't you do something about this?
You own this place, stop that fight.
Judge, if you think you can stop it, go ahead.
He's killed the Duck.
Here's to the sailor!
'Don't you pay for this, sailor.'
Make way here, make way.
Why don't you get this man to a doctor.
Oh, I'm alright. I don't want any doctor.
That was a rotten attack. I'm glad you came out of it.
- Thanks. - My name's Charles Ford.
I'm the new editor of The Tribune. May I ask your name?
Bat Morgan
Mr. Morgan, you've done San Francisco a service.
If there's anything I can do, I-I'd like to help you.
Thanks very much.
Hurt bad?
Just full of holes as a sieve.
Come on, we'll go to a pharmacy and get you all bandaged up.
What's your name, sailor?
- Bat Morgan. - Morgan, eh?
- Well, you can have that job. - Doin' what?
Whatever you think you can do best.
Alright, I'll be around tomorrow to do it.
That's good enough for me.
- You not gonna work for Morra? - Yes, but not for long.
You mean, just long enough to make a little steak, huh?
No, Solly a big one.
It's good to have the paper come to life again, sir.
Since Mr.Barrat's death, it's been little more than hand bill.
Thank you, Tupper. There's plenty here to give it life.
That is if Ms. Barrat agrees with me.
I'm sure she will, sir.
- Good morning, Tupper. - Good morning Miss
- Is Mr. Ford in? - Yes, Miss.
Oh yes, I see him. Thank you.
Oh, good morning, Ms. Barrat.
Good morning.
You've, uh, you've read my first edition?
Every word of it. I think it's splendid.
Aah, I'm glad to hear that.
You're the first managing editor I've had who wore skirts.
Well, I was a little bit worried that perhaps my editorial policy
might be expected to hide behind them.
No, I want The Tribune to fight.
Well, I think we started pretty good this morning, don't you?
I can't congratulate you on this.
My father was a fighter, Mr. Ford.
He believed that San Francisco could become a great fine city.
But the Barbary Coast was holding back it's progress.
So he fought the coast in the open.
These attacks cost him his life.
We found his body washed up in the bay
with a knife wound in his back.
Yes I know.
I'm tellin' you this so you know
that you've taken a dangerous position.
I realize that. What I've heard about this part of the country
an editor is considered a mollycoddler
unless he's been shot several times before he's thirty.
Mr. Ford, I intend that my paper shall follow my father's policy.
Ms. Barrat, a paper that fights for a city grows with that city.
San Francisco is going to be a metropolis
and The Tribune a great paper.
That's why I gave up a good position to come out here.
To help build a city and a newspaper.
- That will be our policy. - It will.
- Good morning, Jean. - Good morning, Judge.
- Morning. - Good morning, Ford.
Read your editorial.
I want to compliment you on your stand.
You've got the right idea. We need men like you out here.
Thank you, Judge Crawford.
May I give you a word of advice?
I wish you would.
You're new here, Ford.
You haven't gone through what we have.
There've been a lot of honest men come here.
Some of 'em have stayed that way. Most of them haven't.
It's been a brutal money-mad life.
But there are still a good number of us
who have tried to stamp out vice and corruption
who think that San Francisco can be made
a decent law-abiding city.
You have a paper.
A great influence...use it.
I'll do my best.
Nice, isn't it?
That the best you've got?
Don't forget. I only got a second-hand store.
Well, Solly, before we're through
you're gonna have the biggest emporium in town.
From now on, nothing is going to be too good for us.
He he.
What was the take?
About 30,000.
That's a good night.
Good enough.
Well, it won't be good enough if this keeps up.
Ford's on the warpath again.
Huh!
They won't stand, for this much longer.
Who won't stand for it?
Jim Daley and the boys down at city hall.
First thing you know they'll be down here trying to run us out.
- Chung. - Yes, sir?
Bag all this and bring it to the office.
- Good night, Bat. - Good night.
Good night.
- Say, uh, Chung. - Yes?
Where does Jim Daley hang out?
- International Hotel. - International?
Oh, thanks.
Say, what are we doing here?
It's all for your education, Solly.
I'm showing you the town.
I'd sooner stay where I belong.
Who're you up here to see?
Jim Daley.
Jim Daley? The political boss?
Yeah.
- Morning gentlemen. - Good morning.
Say, uh, is Jim Daley around?
Yes, he's about somewhere.
You'll probably find him in the bar or in the dining room.
- We'll wait for the Judge here? - Yes.
Wait here.
- Hello. - Well, how do you do?
How are you getting along?
- Fine. - Good. I'm glad to hear it.
Uh, you're doing pretty well yourself.
- I've been reading your paper. - I'm doing my best.
Say, uh, you told me one time if I wanted a favor, I should ask.
- That's right. - Well..
I'd like to meet the lady.
'Ha-ha. Certainly. Ms. Barrat, Mr. Morgan.'
How do you do, Mr. Morgan?
Hello.
Well, well, young man.
I'm glad to see you again in this end of town.
I'm trying to learn my way around.
Thanks, Ford.
Well, huh, you seem to have a new admirer.
Don't talk nonsense.
Who is he?
Bat Morgan.
You read about him in the paper.
The sailor who killed the Shanghai Duck.
Oh!
Look at that. That's real velvet.
Think of it, that's real velvet.
Nevermind that. Look at that. That's something real.
- Why, that's Ms. Barrat. - Yeah!
We ain't even good enough to look at her.
I've been talking to her.
Oh, you don't wanna fool with a lady like that.
- Why not? - Well..
...don't forget, Bat, that when you came-came here
you know, you-you were just a plain sailor.
And now, you work in a dive on Pacific Street.
- And she's a real lady. - Oh, I see.
I'm not a big enough guy for her, is that it?
No, that ain't the reason. See you-when you, uh--
Listen, now, wait a minute.
I'll be a big enough guy.
I'm gonna make myself the biggest
and most important guy in this town.
Don't forget that. The biggest and most important.
And she'll still be a lady.
What'll it be, gentlemen?
Name it, Solly.
Well, I-I think I'll have a little..
...uh, maybe, uh, I guess..
What do you think I oughta have?
I know just what you want. Leave it to me.
Thank you.
- This is gonna be expensive. - Why not?
- How much do I owe you? - Two dollars.
Mm. What do you call this?
'Pisco Punch.'
- What's your name? - McClanahan.
- How'd you like to work for me? - Where?
I haven't got the place built yet.
This is still the best place. I will stay here.
- Mm, Yeah. It's alright. - 'Alright?'
Look at this bar. Best bar west of Chicago.
Brought around the horn in one piece.
- Solid mahogany. - I'll have a better one.
When you do, come around to see me.
Mm-hmm.
Heya, you know big Jim Daley?
- Who doesn't? - Is he around?
Sitting over there in the corner.
Be back.
Oh, he'll be back in a minute.
Oh!
Alright, I'll attend it for you.
I've got a proposition for you.
Not interested.
You will be when I tell you what it is.
- Hey, who are you? - Bat Morgan.
Oh, I've heard something about you.
You pegged the Shanghai Duck.
I did if that means anything to you.
What are you drinking?
- Champagne. - It's good enough for me.
Jimmy.
Another glass for Mr. Morgan.
Go ahead and talk.
Now, listen. You know as well as I do
that when someone starts making a lot of money
somebody else always howls.
You remember what happened when you sold the Jenny theatre
to the city for a city hall?
There was plenty of howling.
But who did they have to howl to?
Nobody but you, so it got them no place.
Well, the yelling has started
and Ford is going to keep it up
until the people ask you to do something.
Then, your supervisor will decide to hold a meeting.
Decide how to clean up to stop the noise.
Go on.
You and your friends have been overlooking your coast.
There's more gold there than there was
in the gold fields of the city treasury.
So here's my proposition.
You put me in charge of the coast, and I'll see that you
and your supervisor get an interest
in half the places operating.
Then, when you hold your meeting
and you'll have to hold your meeting
you can tell Ford to go stick his head in the sand.
Who sent you here?
Nobody. It's my own idea. Worked it out myself.
I see.
Here's something else that may interest you.
You know Morra's place takes in $30,000 a night.
I can make that look like an empty poke.
I'm planning a place that'll make Morra's
look like a chicken coop.
And you're gonna build it for me.
- Am I? - Mm-hmm.
I've got the location all picked out.
Corner of Pacific and Trenery.
There's a warehouse there.
It won't be there tomorrow.
With this kind of arrangement, you've nothing to worry about.
There won't be any clean-ups no matter how loud they yell.
- Who do we pay off to? - Me.
And I pay off to the others.
From now on, we all are silent partners
and we pay them a part of the profits.
We're not taking any partners we don't need.
- You may need them later on. - What makes you so sure?
Because the town is tired of having a dirty neck.
And it may suddenly decide to wash it.
Unless we buy up all the soap.
Or do you know what soap is?
How about it, Jim?
It's his deal.
Alright, count me in.
Yeah, me too.
You mean I gotta take orders from him?
- That's it? - Well, not me.
I got my place, and I run it the way I want.
I ain't had trouble, and I ain't gonna have any.
I ain't been bothered by the law in over a year.
It will.
I'll take care of the law.
And as far as you're concerned, don't try to make
any trouble with the fire companies around my place.
Let me know if you change your mind, Spider.
Any other objections?
No, no.
Yeah, I have.
You nor nobody else is gonna cut in on my business.
What kind of business can you have to cut in on?
- Anymore? - No. It sounds alright to me.
Well, gents and ladies, that settled it.
I'm putting Morgan in charge of the coast.
I'll tell you all about the arrangements next week.
Bat, why don't you come in as a partner with me?
You'll go a long way.
- I'm going further than that. - Than what?
I'm gonna build a place that'll make this look like
a dirty deuce in a stacked deck.
What are you gonna build it with?
With their money and Daley's.
But it's not gonna be anything like this.
I'm gonna cater to the swell, and they're going to pay.
You realize there are a lotta young blades in this town
that we've been passing up? With money in their pockets?
They won't be seen in the coast.
When they'll look at my place, they'll come in in droves.
What are you gonna call it?
The Bella Pacific.
Very good. Let's have a drink, Bat.
- What do you have, Jim? - 'Champagne.'
- It's good enough for me. - Set 'em up, Harry.
This is the best suit in the house.
The latest from New York, sir.
- How much does it cost? - Only $100.
We'll take it.
- But, Bat, this cost a $100. - Well, what of it?
The best is none too good for us.
Put on the pants.
This way, sir.
Well, Mr. Morgan, here's the keys to the front door.
Well, I have no further use for that.
Fine bar you've got here.
Fine bar? This is the best bar west of New York.
Solid marble. There's Mr. Morgan's Double Pisco.
Bat, looks like you were right about those society blades.
I tried to beat that case card once myself.
Or don't you remember?
Oh, hello, Burke.
You seem to be doing alright.
Yeah, I'm fine.
How's your business coming along?
You know how it's coming along.
My place was raided twice in the last week.
- That's too bad. - Yeah.
You know, uh, Graber came here with us the other day.
Seems to be doing alright now.
Why don't you get yourself some sense and do the same?
I'd hold out if it just meant holding out against you.
But I can't buck the law and all the rest of 'em.
You can count me in.
And after this, remember to leave my place alone.
Oh, that's fine. I know we'd all enjoy having you for a partner.
Oh, Bat, Daley's in your office. Wants to see you.
Oh, alright.
Well, uh, thanks again, Burke.
Yeah.
Hello, Jim. What's worrying you?
Ford.
Oh, yes. I read it. Making a racket again.
Yes. Bat, we better shut him up.
Well, he's in your end of town.
I've tried to handle him politically
but he won't handle.
We've gotta get rid of him, Bat.
Well, don't call me in. I like the guy.
It wouldn't work. If you do anything
you'll have the whole town on your neck.
No, that can be fixed.
Suppose he is challenged to a duel, and the duel's framed?
Oh, no. I don't want any part of that.
It's not what you want. It's what I tell you to do.
Hmm, I see.
What you tell me to do.
You'd better think it over, Morgan.
You're not big enough to handle it, I'll get somebody who will.
Well, now you listen to me.
I'm gonna tell you something to do.
You let Ford alone.
Oh, you're going to make me, huh?
That's right.
I beg your pardon.
But could you tell me where Mr. Morgan is?
Why, certainly.
- Right this way, miss. - Thank you.
The Old North Star.
We've come a long way since those days, Solly.
Where'd you dig it up?
I sent back east for it.
- A lady to see you, Bat. - Well, send her in.
Uh, hello.
- I-I had to see you. - Most certainly. Why not?
Oh, Ms. Barrat, uh, this is my friend, Solly Green.
- How do you do, Mr. Green? - Nice to meet you.
A chair for the lady.
Solly's the best friend I have in the world.
He did me good once, and we've been friends ever since.
All I did was give him a meal. We just liked each other.
Don't need any help now. He'll be the biggest man in this town.
Alright, Solly.
Well...you know something?
You're the first person in this town
that ever beat me to the draw.
I'm afraid I don't understand.
When I met you at the International
I decided to know you better.
'Of course, I thought I'd have to go to you.'
I came here to ask your help.
I'm glad you thought of me.
Mr. Morgan, they've challenged Mr. Ford to a duel.
- Who did? - A man named Spider Burke.
- Oh! - It's got to be stopped.
You're asking me to save Ford for you?
'I'm asking you to stop a murder.'
Well, it's good enough for me.
I promise you, nothing'll happen to Ford.
- Solly. - You'll have to hurry.
- Where's the duel to be? - Land's End.
- When? - At sun up.
Solly, will you see Ms. Barrat
to the carriage at the side entrance?
Mr. Morgan, I want you to know that I appreciate this.
Thank you very much.
Don't you think I better go with you?
Oh, no. This is a job I wanna do alone. Go on.
- Good luck. - Don't worry.
We've got time for a couple of hours sleep
before we start to Land's End.
Now let's get this thing straight first.
We'll give him his choice of weapons, knives or pistols.
No, we better make it pistols with this guy.
And we'll make it ten paces.
When we start the pace-off, I'll turn on eight and shoot.
And you shoot too.
It'll make a good job of it.
I've ordered the carriage to be here
in plenty of time to pick you up.
I'll be ready to go whenever it gets here.
Come on, Weasel.
You wait here.
Where's Burke?
In his room up at the head of the stairs.
I just dropped in to tell you
'you're not fighting Ford.'
Daley's orders.
You're taking orders from me.
McGhee, go down to The Tribune and tell Ford the duel is off.
- Burke is afraid to fight. - Alright, Bat.
'Oh, please.'
Will you come here a minute?
Would you ask Mr. Morgan to come to the side entrance?
- Certainly, miss. - Thank you.
Drive to the side entrance, please.
Bat, there's a lady at the side entrance who wants to see you.
Thanks.
- Mr. McClanahan, where's Bat? - He hasn't been down tonight.
I gotta find him. Burke's on a warpath
and he's threatened to kill him on sight.
Don't worry. Mr. Morgan can take care of himself.
- Why don't you try his room? - Thank you.
- Where's the boss? - Boss go outside.
You're always surprising me.
I had to come thank you for saving Mr. Ford.
Why not take me for a ride and tell me about it?
Bat. Bat.
Oh.
- Oh. - Bat.
Come here, Solly. Solly.
Solly.
Bat..
It's Burke.
It is.
He would have been proud of that.
I haven't had a chance to thank you
for coming to Solly's funeral.
He'd have been proud of that, too.
You were very fond of him.
Yes. I was.
He was my friend.
- I-I've got to be going. - Well, may I walk with you?
Y-yes, of course.
Seems a pity that people who have so much to live for
have to die before their time.
My father and your best friend were both murdered
all on account of that street along the waterfront.
No. The coast isn't entirely to blame.
Just the way things worked out for them.
They spent their whole lives trying to help others.
The only thing you get for helping others
is a kick in the face.
You always appreciate what Solly did for you.
And he'd be alive today if he hadn't met me.
You've forgotten that you helped me.
No. I...I haven't been kicked...yet.
But you've been sheltered. You don't know much about it.
- You don't think so? - I know so.
I've been kicked around all my life.
I'd be on a boat in China today
if I hadn't taken care of myself.
Everybody's looking out for number one.
And the only way to get ahead is by beating others to the punch.
- Dog eat dog. - Yeah.
All that wouldn't have been built
if the men who first came here had felt like that.
Someday, San Francisco will be a great city.
You oughta be helping build it.
I am.
No, you're not. You're tearing it down.
Only to make room for bigger buildings.
I'm starting two next week.
You're hopeless. I've got to go home.
- Maybe you can try again. - To reform you?
Yeah.
It's no use.
I'm glad you decided against that so early.
Now, we can get on to other things.
- What? - You and me.
We're gonna be more than friends, aren't we?
I'm afraid that's not possible.
Why not?
Can't you see?
No. The only thing I can see is you're the one person in town
who means anything to me. I want you to know that.
I want you to believe it.
When're you coming up here again?
- Tomorrow. - About the same time?
Mm-hmm.
I'll see you then.
- Goodbye. - Goodbye.
I think it's splendid, Judge Stephen Crawford.
Perhaps opera'll keep the young blades up here
- instead of the Barbary Coast. - You should be very proud.
You're giving San Francisco it's first grand opera.
You're making part of its history.
- If the season is a success. - It will be!
I'm coming opening night just to see your triumph.
Now, you keep your eyes on the opera, young lady.
- It was your idea. - Tupper.
- Has Mr. Ford come in? - No, and we can't wait.
Will you give him that to print it tomorrow?
- Yes. I'll set it up now. - Thank you.
Emma asked if we would drop in for tea before I take you home.
Oh, I'm sorry. I can't. I have another engagement.
- With Morgan? - Why, yes. How'd you know?
Everybody in town knows.
You've been seen with him several times.
- And what do they say? - Too much.
I've been wanting to talk with you about him.
Well, perhaps you should talk about him now.
Jean, I wouldn't intrude in any part of your life
except that your father asked me to guard your welfare.
You cannot continue this association, Jean.
Morgan is from the Barbary Coast.
He's mixed up in every bit of its rottenness and evil.
He's part of it. The leader of it.
The thing your father tried to help San Francisco destroy.
And you accept and recognize him.
Jean, you can't go back on what your father fought and died for.
- Have you met Mr. Morgan? - Once.
Then, perhaps you shouldn't judge him, Stephen.
I know what he's done. I can't defend that
but it's probably the life and environment he's had.
I think there's a very worthwhile and human side
to his character.
I can't understand you, Jean.
I can't understand myself sometimes.
But I reserve the right to choose my own friends.
Father always respected my ability to choose them
and I think he would still approve if he were alive.
Oh, please don't worry about me.
Thank you, Ronny.
I'll send your tickets for the opera over tomorrow.
Please apologize to Emma for me.
Tell her I'm terribly sorry that..
Hello.
I-I didn't know you had arrived.
This is Mr. Morgan. Judge Crawford.
How're you?
If you'll excuse me, Jean.
Certainly.
I'm sorry.
I don't think he likes me.
I gathered that earlier this afternoon.
- He was talking about you. - Mm.
I can imagine some of the things he said.
He...he asked me not to see you again.
But you are going to keep on seeing me, aren't you?
Mm-hmm. I am.
Well, that's all that matters.
That's all that's meant anything since the afternoon.
I wasn't quite sure for a time because I..
...I thought that Ford was gonna be the lucky guy.
And I kept thinking of ways to get you away from him.
You know, I was in love with you then.
I am now.
There's never been any doubt in my mind.
About yourself?
I've been sure for a long time.
Hmm-hm.
Well, I guess that's the beginning and end of it.
No. No.
You're gonna marry me.
I can't lie to you, Bat.
I love you, but we can never mean anything to each other.
There's a world of difference between us.
Ideals, loyalties, everything.
We could never be happy together.
You won't change and-and live my life.
And you certainly won't live mine.
No.
Well, nevertheless..
...you're gonna marry me someday.
One moment.
I didn't care to make a scene there.
Go on.
Your presence among decent people is an insult.
I resent it. You belong in the Barbary Coast. Stay there.
From today, you keep away from Miss Barrat or answer to me.
If you try to see her again
I will take the pleasure of shooting you down like a dog.
Good day.
A very good day.
- Yeah. - Well, put a lock on the place.
- We're closing for the night. - Why?
We're going to the opera.
My old friend, Judge Crawford, gave us a personal invitation.
He thinks the opera is very elevating.
What's the idea?
No idea. Just the way I feel.
If the swells can come down here, we can go up there.
Give those to McClanahan and give these to Morra
and distribute the rest. See that everybody gets it.
Okay.
McClanahan, isn't it?
Yes. They all look like they're from the Coast.
Who are those people?
Why, they're from the Barbary Coast.
They have a nerve coming here.
There's Bat over there.
Pardon. You dropped your fan.
- Checks. - Huh?
- Check, sir? - Checks?
I'll find my own seats.
Sit down, Belle.
This porch is occupied.
Nevertheless, we're gonna sit here.
- Come on, my dear. - You'll apologize for that.
- For what? - For insulting my wife.
I was not aware you had a wife.
Well...well, you'll apologize to Belle.
It'd be more fitting if you apologized to me for being here.
I am not accustomed to associating
with the scum of the Barbary Coast.
And I'm not gonna have my wife sitting in the same box with..
- Take out the gun. - I'll get that..
You're the doctor!
'It's too late. He's dead.'
Well, Morgan, this finishes the Coast.
You and your tribe are through.
Oh. Are we?
The public's not gonna forget this
because I'm not gonna let them forget.
Alright, Ford. Have it your own way.
- Crazy fool. - Bat, please.
Of all the insane things to do
gets himself into a theater filled with a thousand people
and who does he pick out to shoot? A judge.
You've got to get him out. You owe it to him.
I'll get him out. Just to knock his teeth down his throat.
Daley wants you to come over to the hotel.
- Why? - I don't know.
He didn't wanna come here I guess.
Bat, promise me you'll get him out.
I said I'll get him out, didn't I?
Well, I will. Come on, McClanahan.
Regent's too good for him!
I ask, they put him in jail..
...in jail with his friends to watch over him.
But what Morra needs is hanging.
And if his friends object
we'll hang them, too.
We've had enough of these gamblers and criminals.
We've had enough of murderers in our streets and our theaters.
It's up to us. It's time that we did something.
And I say, let's go to the jail and hang Morra.
Wait. Listen to me.
You all know me. You all know what I stand for.
I feel the same way you do about Judge Crawford's murder.
No one would be more satisfied
to see Morra swinging from the gallows.
But don't do this thing.
Don't take the law into your own hands.
Don't cover yourselves with blood.
Morra is in Jail.
Yes, with Daley to take care of him.
Daley's sworn to uphold the law, and he'll do it.
I'll see to that.
Men, listen to me.
I'm with you in seeing that justice is done
but this isn't the way.
No mob ever accomplished anything worthwhile.
We have courts and juries and judges.
Let them take their course, and justice will be done.
I promise you that.
I just came from the courthouse. They've let Morra out.
- Let him out? - Yes.
I promised them our courts and juries would give justice.
- Who was there? - Bat Morgan, Belle and Daley.
Daley?
You've overplayed your hand this time, Daley.
How is that?
When a politician gets powerful enough to free a murderer
- it's time something was done. - I wouldn't try anything, Ford.
I'm gonna blast you outta here if it's the last thing I do.
You're a cheap, corrupting politician
who stands for everything dirty in this town.
I'm gonna dig up everything you've done and print it.
I'll put Morra back in jail and you along with him.
They took Ford home. He's in a very serious condition.
They don't expect him to live.
- What happened to Daley? - He's in jail.
And that's the safest place for him until this blows over.
Keep him there.
Don't let the paper stop. Keep after them.
Doctor.
Tupper.
Find the article my father wrote summoning the vigilantes
- Yes, miss. - Print it.
Who do you want to see?
I just heard about Ford.
I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am.
Doesn't matter whether you're sorry or not.
Of course it matters. I know what this means.
This is gonna change everything for us.
Nothing is changed.
We're right where we always were, on opposite sides.
And you're where you belong, on the coast.
You're a bit excited.
I don't think you're seeing things quite clearly.
I see things quite clearly. And for the first time
I see and know exactly what you are
not what I wanted you to be.
I told you once that I loved you. I'm ashamed of that.
Ashamed?
Don't you understand? All I was trying to do was get somewhere..
to climb up where we could meet on equal footing.
Climb up? Everyday you sunk lower and lower
until you stand for everything that I hate.
You and you're kind have taken my father
the judge, and now Ford. I despise you.
I hope that I never see you again. Now, get out.
Murder has been committed in our streets.
And the murderers remain unpunished.
Vice and corruption flourish.
Our courts, juries, and judges have become a laughing stock.
The law has become a farce.
We're organized here to protect ourselves
and save our city from further disgrace and ruin.
We've taken this course
only because it's better to have vigilance with law..
...than a mob with anarchy.
I thought that at 51, we'd clean this city thoroughly.
I thought we'd never have to organize again.
It seems that I was mistaken.
But this time, let's do a better job.
When we disband this time
let's make sure that we'll never have to organize again.
That's all gentlemen. Your captains will give your orders.
You're wanted at vigilante headquarters.
We've come for the prisoner, Daley.
They've come for you, Jim.
- The vigilantes? - Yes.
Well, you're not gonna give me up.
Jim. There's a thousand armed men out there.
And you haven't got a friend in the crowd.
What about your police? What about deputy sheriffs?
- They've gone over too. - What about Bat Morgan?
His crowd will see me through this.
- I don't know. - Open up, Mulligan.
- Don't let them take me. - I can't stop them, Jim.
Come on, Daley.
Did you hear, they got Daley? Mulligan couldn't stop them.
Yes, and Morra too. Yanked him out of his flat.
- Where's that Morgan? - I don't know. Have to look.
- We gotta find him. - Come on, speak up.
- Did he run out on us? - He don't know more than me.
Ain't seen Bat since this afternoon.
- You did meet him? - You know better.
- What're you gonna do? - What we did once before.
Let him have a fire.
We'll begin with the newspaper that started all this. Come on.
'Paul Morra, stand up.'
It is the judgment of the committee that you, Paul Morra
are guilty of the murder of judge Stephen Crawford.
- 'Have you anything to say?' - Gentlemen. You win. I pass.
James Daley, stand up.
It's the judgment of the committee that you, James Daley
are guilty of the murder of Charles Ford.
Paul Morra, James Daley.
The committee sentences you to be hanged by the neck.
May God have mercy on your souls.
No, Coleman. No. I did it, yes, but he..
it was in self-defense. You can't hang me. You can't.
That's the judgment of the committee.
Proceed.
- Double Pisco Punch. - Yes, sir.
Where have you been?
- Walking. - Do you know what's happened?
The vigilantes have taken both Morra and Daley.
Graber and the mob are gonna burn the town.
They're starting with the newspaper building.
- Is she there? - I don't know.
Stop, stop, stop. Get back to the coast where you belong.
I'm sticking. Stop this trouble making for all time.
If you don't get back, they're gonna wipe us out.
Any little break you start here won't stop them.
Vigilantes are gonna be there in an hour.
If we don't get back to coast, they're gonna burn us down.
That's right. Back to the coast.
We won't let them drive us out. We'll fight.
- Come on, boys. - Go on.
So far, we've done a good job.
Yeah!
Now, we're ready for the coast.
You take one detachment going through Curney Street.
We'll enter from this side.
Wipe that place clean. Burn it to the ground.
And bring in Bat Morgan.
Yeah!
Forward men!
Yeah!
Here they come.
Every man grab a gun. Barricade the doors.
And when they come down the street, fire at them.
- 'Yeah.' - 'Come on.'
Hold it. Hold it, all of you. All of you, listen to me.
Got all the guns from armory and loads of black powder.
- It's no use, Graber. - They're coming. Let's go.
Wait a minute, halt, all of you. Listen to me.
We're not gonna fight 'em. No use in fighting 'em.
- It'll just mean more killing. - What's the matter with you?
- Afraid of a fight? - You know better.
- Then, what's the idea? - Because you're wrong.
There's no use in fighting them.
It'll mean more killing. We've had enough of that.
Get out and save your skin before it's late.
Besides numbers, they've got right on their sides.
- 'You can't win.' - You double-crossing rat.
It's Bat Morgan!
- The man's wounded. - Take him to headquarters.
Yeah!
- You can't come in. - I've got to talk to you, miss.
- It's alright, Ella. - They've taken Morgan.
- Well? - You've got to help him, miss.
- Sorry, it's impossible. - If you talk to the committee.
To give him a chance. You don't, they'll hang him.
They've got him. They're going to try him.
You tell them what he did.
Saved your paper and kept the mob from burning the town.
He was shot trying to keep coast from fighting vigilantes.
- He was shot? - Yes.
It is the judgment of the committee.
That you people be placed aboard the first ship leaving the city.
And we advise you not to come back.
Bat Morgan, stand up.
Are you ready for sentence?
Yeah.
that you, as the ring leader, controlling power of the coast
are responsible for the actions of the coast
and the killings that followed.
'It's the judgment of the committee'
'that you be hanged by the neck until death.'
- 'God have mercy on your soul.' - You can't hang him.
He's got to take judgment like the rest.
- He's guiltier than the rest. - He's guilty of more things.
He's guilty of stopping his men. They wanted to burn the city.
All but gave his life trying to save you who want to hang him.
When Mr. Ford was challenged to a duel, he stopped it
because Ford didn't have a fair chance. That you all know.
Coast is hard. He ruled it according to its code.
When the crisis came, he acted according to his own code.
Like a gentleman.
You hanged Morra and Daley because they killed.
Bat Morgan has killed no one. You're trying to stop murder.
That's why you rose and wiped out the coast.
But you'll be guilty of murder yourself if you take his life.
Please. Please, show him your mercy.
Gentlemen, after hearing Miss Barrat
I have to ask for another ballot.
Remember, I once said to you
that whenever you try to do the right thing, you..
...you always get kicked in the face?
Well.
I finally saw things your way
and walked right into a hanging party.
- I-I'm sorry, Bat. - Oh. I'm not.
I'd like you to know that. There's something else I'd like.
Please don't be ashamed that..
...that you once said you love me.
I'm not Bat, I'm glad I said it.
Jean.
For your sake, we'll give him his freedom
but he'll have to leave as soon as he's able.
Now, just a minute, Coleman. I'm not anxious to be hanged.
I must speak in my defense though it hasn't been asked.
Won't do you any good. The coast is through. No place for you.
That's what they told me when I came here
but I made one. I made a place.
The only thing I'm guilty of is trying to make good.
Make good in my way. Which was wrong, I found that out.
But now...I'd like to go right. With miss Berret's help.
You'd never get the smell of the coast off you.
You'd have no background.
- Background? - No family, no connections.
He'd have me.
Well, Miss Barrat. Since you feel that way
we agree to parole him in your care.
Thank you.
- Got a job on your hands. - Not much of a job.
I have faith in you.
You won't regret it.