Salesman in Short Pants (aka-Child Labor Racket)

The Green Hornet. He hunts the biggest of all game. Public enemies that even the G-men cannot reach. The Green Hornet. His faithful valid Cato. Britt Reid, daring young publisher, matches wits with the underworld.

Risking his life at criminals and blacketeers within the law may feel its weight by the sting of the Green Hornet. Ride with Britt Reid as he races toward another thrilling adventure. The Bean Hornet strikes again!

We smash a child labor racket! Case, baby. Oh, thank you, Judge. Thank you. My boy, he only did it because I... I see that it doesn't happen again, Mrs. Curry. If it does, I won't dismiss it in my court.

I'll have to remind your boy for juvenile court. All right, that's all. Can we go now, Ma? Yes. Who's next here? What's the charge, baby? All right, step up here, young man. Gosh Ma, did we do something wrong?

It's alright. We'll go home. But next time you've got to be more careful when you sell the hank. Oh, geez. I'm awful tired. What do I have to sell hankaches for, Ma? It's a money-tumbing.

We got to eat. I'll get left back in school if I don't do more homework. You'll get some sleep now. So as we get home. I fell asleep in class yesterday. Everybody laughed at me and I thought, oh.

I only sold four handkerchiefs, Ma. Sort of cold standing outside the big store. Only four. You've done much more on that, Tom. I wish we had lots of money. I didn't have to sell nothing.

Wish the name, Heaven, Tom. Hey, just a minute. Hey, hurry, Tom. Now, wait a minute, lady. We got to get home. Hello, Mr.. Hello, son. How's the handkerchief business? Gosh, if everybody bought them like you, gosh, we'd be rich.