The Man with the Golden Arm is a 1955 American drama film with elements of film noir, based on the novel of the same name by Nelson Algren, which tells the story of a drug addict who gets clean while in prison, but struggles to stay that way in the outside world. Although the addictive drug is never identified in the film, according to the American Film Institute "most contemporary and modern sources assume that it is heroin", in contrast to Algren's book which named the drug as morphine. The film stars Frank Sinatra, Eleanor Parker, Kim Novak, Arnold Stang and Darren McGavin. It was adapted for the screen by Walter Newman, Lewis Meltzer and Ben Hecht (uncredited), and directed by Otto Preminger. The film's initial release sparked controversy due to its serious, in-depth treatment of the then-taboo subject of drug addiction. --- - Hi Frankie. - Hello. (Man in background) Get in there. (Traffic noise) (Men's laughter) Nothing like that first drink of the day. Go on drink up enjoy it. Hey, what he do or what? Huh? Say they tell me your some dancer. Well how about a little dance anyway? No? Hey, gimme back. Who's horsing around? What's the big idea? Frankie! Frankie, Frankie when did you get back? How are you? You alright? You know... The monkey's gone. Let me look at you. Let me look at you. Not even a postie card. - You can't read anyway. - Well, you could have drawed pictures. Hey, you goofy punk. How's the lost dog business? Soon as they see me hanging around, people start locking up their mutts. I tell you folks just don't have that trust in their fellow man anymore. Know what I mean? (Sound of laughter) Hey Antek, look who's out. Hey Frankie. You alright? Clean? - Yep. - Good kid. - Enough already, buy me a drink. - Sure. Look what the cat dragged in. Frankie, Honey! You gone so long I thought maybe you was made warden. Hey you're lookin' good, dealer. Put on 6 Ibs. Wow, 6 Ibs. He's gone so long I thought maybe he's made warden. How was it down there, Frankie? Greatest place you ever see, Nancy. She means Lexington. I'm telling you, ball games, great food. I even learned how to play the drums. You make it sound as if I missed something by not going to jail years ago. It's a prison, no? More a hospital, kind of. Let me show you something. Oh, the federal pens is always best, ask anybody. (Nancy ) Oh, I know. He's gone so long I think he's made warden. Ever see anything so pretty? Don't touch. Hey, how'd you sneak them out, Frankie? The guys give me em' up there in the band. They let you have a band? Yeah, I was in it. And they chipped in and bought me these when I left. Wow! Long time dealer. How was it there, bad, huh? It was alright. Six months, you can hardly wait I bet. Come over my place. C'mon. No thanks, Louie. You broke. Now ain't yer being stupid, it's for free. I don't need it, is all. I kicked it. Oh. Kicked it. One of them. - I mean it. - Sure. I'll be around. Frankie don't do it. Don't start up with that peddler again. Me, I'd rather chop my arm off before I let him touch it. This Dr. Lennox who took care of me down at the hospital. A real good guy. He told me at least ten times. He said, "Frankie when you get out of here, you take even one fix, you're hooked again. " Don't worry about me, buddy boy. Let's get out of here. Thanks Antek. Antek, take care of this asset for me. I got a customer coming to get it. Ok. Sparrow. Don't let him give you no gas. Him? I ain't gonna' be around here long enough to let him bother me. I'm gonna' get me a job in a big name band. You're kiddin'? What do you think I'm strengthening my wrist for, Buddy-O? The guy teaches me drumming down there, says that I'm a natural. Can't miss, he says. Arms made of pure gold. You mean a job whanging these drums. I got everything planned too. I'm gonna' call myself Jack Duvall. Golly, I ain't gonna' see you around so much then, huh? Yeah, maybe I can set somethin' up for you. Carrying the instruments or somethin'. Wow! Travellin' around the cou