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hwpNice fat deposit.
Youre sure in the right business, Sally.
Thank you.
Good morning.
Deposit.
Another nice deposit.
You and Sally are sure
in the right business.
Im in a hurry, please.
Hi, Kate.
Have you cleaned up the house
across the way?
I havent had time yet.
You should always do that one first.
Anne!
Come here.
Did you ever see that kid out there before?
I think maybe he was in the bar last night.
Send Joe in.
Joe.
Hello, Pretty Boy.
- Call me, Kate?
- Yeah. Take a look out the window.
Theres a kid whos been following me
all the way to the bank and back.
Come here, you young squirt, come here.
- You want me?
- Whats the idea of throwing that stone?
Any law against throwing stones?
Youre tough? Come here!
What are you hanging around here for,
anyway?
- Would she talk to me?
- Kate?
What for? What do you want?
Just wanna talk to her.
- What do you want, you?
- Nothing.
You live around here?
- In Monterey?
- Salinas.
Whats your name?
Youre not talking? Now, look...
why are you following Kate around?
Whats the idea, squirt?
Any law against following
around the town...
madam, whatever you call her?
I dont know if theres any law against it,
but she dont like it.
She owns that house over there, too,
dont she?
But dont you go hanging
around there, squirt. Youre too young.
Now come on. Now beat it.
Is that her real name?
- Kate. Is that her real name?
- Sure, as far as I know. Why?
Whats her last name?
Nobodys got any last name
around here, kid. Why?
You tell her I hate her.
I should have gone right on in there.
Should have gone right on in there
and talked to her.
Cal wasnt home all night.
Boy, is he gonna catch it from Dad.
- You know what the girls in class call him?
- No, what?
The Prowler.
- Ill tell him that.
- You better not, Aron.
- Promise me you wont.
- Why not?
Please dont. I dont want you...
- Hi, Cal.
- Hi.
Hello, Cal.
Excuse me for talking.
Were going down to see the icehouse
that Dads gonna buy.
- Do you want to come?
- What icehouse?
The one hes buying
to freeze the vegetables with.
Hes been talking about it every night
for the last week.
Is Dad gonna be there?
Why sure, hes gonna buy it.
Ill skip it.
Youre gonna have
to see him sometime, Cal.
- Come on.
- Hey, Aron.
Yeah?
- Why dont you ask me where Ive been?
- Would you tell me?
- No.
- Then whats the use of my asking?
- Is Dad mad at me?
- Well, you were out all night.
He was worried.
Yeah, I bet.
You gonna come or not?
Okay. Ill see you at supper.
Hes coming.
Hes coming.
You see, Will, I got the idea
from an article I read.
They dug up a mastodon
somewhere in Siberia.
Been in the ice for thousands of years
and the meat was still good.
Mastodon?
What have you got to say for yourself?
This is my son, Cal.
When you were his age,
I imagine you thought it only right...
to let your father know
before you stayed out all night.
Or at least to offer some kind
of apology when you did come home.
Well, times change.
As I was saying,
a mastodon is a kind of elephant.
Hasnt lived on the Earth for a long while.
- And the meat was still fresh?
- Sweet as a pork chop.
Youre more excited about this
than youve been for a long time.
Now, I seem to be, dont I?
See, Will, Ive been sort of
in a rut out there in the ranch.
- Sixteen, years, Ive kept out of things.
- I know.
But now I feel that
if I could only do something...
some little thing for, before I die,
some little thing for progress...
for people, maybe.
Call it anything you want.
I might make up for all the years
Ive been lying fallow.
So, lately Ive been reading up all I can
about refrigeration.
And I cant get it out of my head
that you can keep anything good...
as long as you can get it cold enough.
Like that mastodon there.
- Good afternoon, Abra.
- Good afternoon, Mr. Trask.
- Hello, Mr. Hamilton.
- Hello.
- Hello, Son.
- Hi, Dad.
Now my son, Aron, that is,
thinks I may have a good idea here.
Dad wrapped a head of lettuce
in wax paper...
and kept it in our icebox
for over three weeks...
and it still came out fresh and good.
Right?
Quite right, Son.
- Dad, is it all right if we look around?
- Course, Aron. Belongs to us now.
Do you know where the biggest market
for vegetables is in the winter?
- Where?
- New York City.
And they cant raise them there.
But the railroad had promised me
those fruit cars.
Dont you have anything to say to me, Cal?
- Yeah.
- Its about time. Well?
I read in the Monterey newspaper...
that if we get into this war...
there are gonna be some fortunes made.
But youre gonna make them
in beans and corn, and stuff like that.
- You dont need all this ice.
- Youre perfectly right.
Beans are up to cents.
You wanna make a profit, you plant beans.
And they keep, too, dont they?
But Im not particularly interested
in making a profit, Cal.
Look here, Will.
Im not an inventor nor a scientist...
but I know I have an idea here.
I come from a whole family of inventors.
People full of ideas like this one.
Im the only one that didnt have an idea...
and the only one that ever made
