THOMAS EDISON: Tom in youth (M)
Plays MRS. ENGLE (Teacher), TRAIN
PASSENGER, EDITOR, GIUSEPPE, OTT (Inventor), MARY (Tom's first wife),
WALLACE (Inventor), REPORTER, FORD (Henry)
Plays MOTHER, LUCILLE (Student),
REPORTER, SENATOR (Boston), TEA SELLER, CLERK (Gold Exchange), BOSS
KRUESI (Inventor), MINA (Tom's
Plays FATHER, WILLIAM (Student),
ALEX, STEVENSON (Coach), REPORTER, MANAGER (Telegraph office),
MERCHANT, BROKER (Gold Exchange), BATCHELOR (Inventor), HAYES
(President), GROSVENOR (Financier), FIRESTONE (Harvey)
DASH: With his belly
full of apple pastry Tom wandered the streets looking for work and a
place to sleep.
DOT: At last he found
someone willing to lend him a cot in the cellar of the Gold Indicator Company.
DASH: One morning he
woke up and heard a ruckus...
(CODY enters as BROKER.
DASH rushes in as nervous clerk. They huddle around "Stock ticker".)
CODY/BROKER: Fix it!
Fix it! Hurry up! Were losing money faster than juice through a goose!
trying sir, I just cant see whats wrong with it!
BROKER: Cant see
whats wrong, what do I pay you for, for garsh darn sake?
CLERK: I keep track of
the profits, sir! I am not a telegraph operator!
operator? Did someone say telegraph operator?
BROKER: My kingdom for
a telegraph operator! I got a house full of over educated smarty
pants and not one of them can save the ship. Were going down
boys, were going down!
EDISON: What seems to
be the problem?
BROKER: This ticker
wont tick! Dont you see theres an army, a universe
of brokers out there watching for the price of gold. Theyre
buying, theyre selling. Stock quotes and price changes!
Its how the world goes round, dont you see? This
contraption is the one that transmits...
schmelagraphs! The diddly ding dong thing dont work! Were
ruined boys, ruined I tell you...
(EDISON quietly goes to the
machine and rattles a few parts. BROKER rages on behind him as EDISON
finishes and stands back.
SOUND CUE: Sound of
ticker ticking happily away.)
Theyre gonna sue me,
boys dont you see? Theyre gonna rip the shirt right off
my back, dont you see? The end is near, boys, the end is near!!
CLERK: Um. Sir. Um. Look.
(They all look at machine.)
BROKER: Well Ill
be a horses wide patoot. Did you do this young man?
EDISON: It wasnt
hard. Seems a spring broke off, and fell down between these wheels...
(BROKER & DASH are hushed.)
BROKER: Youre a
genius, son. A bonifide genius. I want to offer you a job.(With a
thumb over his shoulder at DASH.) His job.
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