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When the 20s roared and the jazz age was its jazziest, Eddie's Roadhouse rocked

to the beat of the Charleston, and illegal whiskey smuggled up from Mexico

flowed like amber rain.

Eddie Pine, absolute monarch of San Diego bootleggers, ruled from right here

his castle until one night over 50 years ago when he vanished from his

underworld kingdom forever.

Now, what happened to Eddie's fortune is almost as mysterious as what happened

to the man himself.

But tonight, for the first time, we may have an answer.

We'll find out right after this station.

Boy, I can see it now.

Trucks with their lights out.

Loaded with bathtub booths.

Guards with tommy guns on their knees.

The flappers dance on, not caring how the gin gets here just as long as it

on flowing.

Gold coins.

That'll be the gold coins from short Lou Demery's poker game.

1932.

And he knows the feds are about to close him down. He's got to disappear.

Last job he ever pulled.

No time to move any of this stuff.

$25 ,000 worth of gold coins. You realize that's worth over a million

today. Is that all you care about, the money?

Isn't helping to illuminate a dimly lit corner of Americana, isn't that reward

enough? Get real.

Well, guys, any time now. The work you did on this project, the research, was

all first rate. Thank you. Well, for 5 % of the action, going through all those

dusty old records would be well worth it. Three and a half percent.

Temple. The research that we did on Eddie Pine and his gang was just a

We enjoyed every moment of it.

Yeah, and 4 % of that missing million will be even more delightful.

Come on, who found those old plans?

Who put it together about the hidden room, huh?

Okay. Four percent. Thirty seconds, Miss Hill. Time for the big moment.

Extra $5 ,000 each.

How's that for negotiating?

Somewhere in the world, I'm sure Henry Kissinger is applauding.

Five seconds.

Three, two, one.

And now, after more than 50 years, Eddie Pine's secret is about to be revealed.

Was this the treasure room where the last great California gangster hid the

-gotten gain of his villainous operation?

So far, the room appears to be empty.

Jack, could you shine the light over here, please?

Unfortunately,

ladies and gentlemen, the mystery of Eddie Pines' dry hole may still be

It's 4 % of nothing. Despite our high hopes, it's failing to reveal anything

more than dust and cobweb.

What is that? Oh, my.

Come over here, please. Excuse me.

The remains will be taken to the medical examiner's office to determine if this

could in fact be the notorious Eddie Pine himself.

We are here live from Eddie's roadhouse.

where in 1932 this room was sealed up and only found recently by Simon and

Investigations. And we're discovering now a body inside of this room where we

thought there should be gold.

San Diego police will now take possession of this body and deliver it

offices of the medical examiner.

There, forensic officers will attempt to determine whether it could be, in fact,

the last remains of the notorious Eddie... How'd it go? We busted a couple

heads.

The Union won't be giving you any more hassles.

Good.

I've got another problem for you.

Much more serious.

And it's going to get worse.

Something new, Mr. Denton?

No. Old.

Something very old.

The money is not the reason we decided to work with Channel 3.

Illuminating even a small, dimly lit corner of American history is reward

enough. I know what you mean.

Yeah, Joelle, under all this sweat, is my brother, A .J. Say hello to Joelle.

Joelle is working on her doctorate in American history.

Hi. Rick was telling me that detectives are very close to historians in a lot of

ways. Yeah.

Well, if they aren't now, I'm sure they will be by tonight.

Joel is interested in the research that I did on Eddie Pine and his gang.

Oh, really?

Well, here, take a look at these photographs. They're fascinating.

Yes, since I've already done a lot of the legwork on this, I'm also a

in the police investigation.

Consultant? Yeah.

That's a lot more exciting than the Patriots versus the Redcoats. Yeah, take

Patriots and the points.

You might say that we're not just studying history here. We're actually

it. I've got a feeling you're going to be hearing a lot more about my brother's

interest in biology soon.

Excuse me.

Oh, look at that.

Simon to Simon.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down. Calm down.

We'll be right over.

Rick, we gotta go. Okay.

Oh, the action never stops for you guys. Well, our agency does have a certain

reputation for action. Where are we going?

Our mother's house.

It was nice to meet you.

Uh, just make yourself at home. The sofa is right over there.

The

emergency

is about your neighbor's cat.

Yes. The poor thing's name is Lucky.

Your neighbor?

The cat.

It belongs to Marie Miller. She lives right across the street.

And the cat has to... House payments.

Mom, what the Sam Hill are you talking about? Marie's retired.

She lives on a fixed income. She can't keep up the mortgage payments. She's

forced to move into a home.

Mom, we're very sorry to hear that. And that's not the worst of it.

What's really breaking her heart is that she's got to give up Lucky. And I take

the darling creature, but I'm allergic to her.

Marie? Lucky.

Ah.

Well, Mom, I'd love to help you out, but, you know, I don't have very much

on the boat. Marlowe takes up most of that.

Oh, no, Al.

No way. Absolutely not. Forget it.

No, look, I need my freedom. I can't be worried about whether the cat has to eat

or whether it has to... Hey, Jay, everybody ought to have an animal in his

Yeah, I share an office with one. No, come on now, don't get personal. What if

it's only temporary until we can find a real home for her? Now, there's a

solution we can all live with.

What is this? Why am I getting ganged up on here?

What if the cat claws my furniture?

I never thought I would live to see the day that my brother would value up a

chair. Over another living creature

Holding bag again

It

just

goes to show You work your whole life Paying your fair share to Uncle Sam And

what do you get in return?

Social insecurity, that's what Not enough to cover a roof over your head of

three squares a day. You're so right, kid. These days it's yuppie this, yuppie

that. No morals, no bad... Don't you worry. I'll think of something. I'm not

going to lose my home.

We got the answer if the body in that wall was Eddie Pine.

Is this it?

Come in.

Oh, Marie, I'm sorry. I didn't know you had guests.

These are my sons, Rick and A .J. I do.

Glad to know you.

These are my friends, Mr.

McNabb and Mr.

Chesney. We just came by to tell you that A .J. will be delighted to take

Temporarily. That's very kind of you, Mr. Simon.

But I'll be able to keep Lucky after all.

I'm coming into some money, as a matter of fact.

Yeah.

So thanks, but no thanks.

Marie don't need no charity.

Marie's friends were so rude.

Oh, they've been ruder.

You don't happen to know Marie's maiden name, do you? I have no idea.

We do.

Marie Lupinski.

How'd you know that?

Her rude guests, Silk McNabb and Danny Chesney, a .k .a. the Milwaukee Kid.

The Milwaukee Kid?

Mm -hmm.

All members of the old Eddie Pine gang.

Marie was the gang's, uh, mall.

That sweet old woman?

That sweet old woman chewed off Tiny Totten's ear in a bar fracas at the

roadhouse. It's all in our files, Mom.

Got activity over there.

The kid used to be the Pine Gang's getaway driver back in the bad old days.

Pine Gang.

Together again after all these years? Oh, I love it.

Hey, we gotta find out what's going on.

Mom, I would appreciate it if you didn't get too chummy with those people.

I don't think they've changed quite as much as you might think.

You know, he's right.

He's absolutely right, Mom.

You must promise not to go over there again, okay?

I was so relieved to hear that you wouldn't have to move.

I was very fortunate.

Did Mr.

McNabb or Mr.

Chesney lend you the money?

No, those two have never even had the price of a shoelace between them.

Inheritance? Oh, I don't mean to pry.

It's all right, Cecilia.

As I was packing, I ran across a bundle of old papers I hadn't touched since my

husband died.

Imagine my surprise when I ran across some shares of stock he had bought years

ago. Oh, really?

What company?

The Green Lake Steel Company.

I called a broker.

And the stocks are worth enough to pay off my house and give me a little nest

egg besides.

Isn't that amazing?

Mom, we told you to stay away from these people.

Nonsense. If what Marie says about the stock is true... It isn't.

The Green Lake Steel Company went belly up in 1975.

Have you seen either McNabb or Chesney hanging around the house again?

Well, yes, this morning.

But Marie swears they don't have any money. Mm -hmm.

Not yet, maybe.

Bet you Beth's up full of gin they're planning on getting her.

We're gonna need some ammo, too.

Of course.

18 bucks retail, U .S. for twice the price.

36 bucks for one box of 38 specials?

Here, count it.

Sorry, guys. I'm having to change.

Our last few simoleons

for the Gats.

How's the guy to operate with this kind of inflation?

Oh, come on.

Something you should know, Marie.

On the news this morning, the body behind that wall was Eddie.

Then Archie Dentman played us all for suckers.

Yeah.

So now it's time to square things.

Now it's time to take what's ours.

They are up to something.

Yeah, it's a pretty safe bet this case is no longer past history.

Thank you.

Done all right for himself, Dentman has.

Every corner in this city's got one of these.

Bought it with our money.

Yeah, that's what we get for being charitable.

Letting a punk kid in on that poker game stick up in 32.

33. It was December 32.

33.

Hey, Marie sure came through, didn't she?

Sashaying around right under short Lou's long nose.

Wait a minute. What's with you? We like beans.

You like beans. I'm not eating beans.

It's the first time I heard of it.

You know, Eddie was right. We should have given up the strong -arm style

earlier.

What was it? What was it? One last big haul.

Put short, loose speak out of business and nets us a cool 25 Gs in gold.

I never could believe Eddie Skip would that dough.

You off macaroni, too?

Now, why would I be off macaroni?

Just checking.

You know, all Dentman had to do was drive off with Eddie and the gold.

Yeah, instead he kills him.

I should have been driving that night anyway. I told Eddie, I told him, I'm

driver.

At his own fault, he ended up part of the brickwork.

Okay, okay.

What do we got? The safe's at the rear of the store, and the security is all up

front. I still think our best bet is the truck out in the front.

Is it time?

It's time.

Okay.

They're after the truck. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Try Ron.

These old dudes know what they're doing.

Oh, come on, Rick. Give me a break. You don't seriously think they're good

enough to pull this off?

I seriously think they're good enough to die trying.

That's the way it is, Charlie.

You owe us.

And tomorrow we're going to collect.

You know, it really teased me off to have to remind you, but you said we

your life, your reputation, and your armored car company.

I said that? Those were your exact words, Charlie.

As I recall, you were kissing my shoes at the time.

Oh, well, I'm really grateful.

little thing that I can do? Oh, this is a little favor.

Isn't this a little favor?

Microscopic.

Well, yeah, okay.

It'll make you feel good, Charlie.

Trust me.

They're close behind me. They got held up.

Okay, Marie.

Now you take off.

Now you be careful.

Marie, we've done this before.

That was a long time ago.

Marie, we'll be fine. Now we'll see you back at the house.

I'll make some tea.

Tea?

Boy, times have really changed.

Okay, let's go.

They even made it easier for us.

Not a sound cover. And don't go for the heater.

What the hell's half acres?

This concludes our tour of the scenic Southern California countryside.

May we have your guns, please?

We're shooting our way out, copper.

Uh, kid?

Silk, uh, we're not cops.

This is Rick and A .J. You met our mom?

Those are the kids with the cute blonde tomato.

Okay, now I'm gonna open the door just a crack here.

Wanna hand us your guns, guys?

I can understand about you wanting to help Marie, but armed robbery?

You know who owns that supermarket?

Archie Dentman. He killed Eddie.

Eddie was killed after the gold coin heist.

Half the hoods in the country were around that table. Any one of them could

knocked him off.

That's not possible, lads. Eddie was smarter than all of them. It was an

job. We were supposed to meet Eddie later for the split. He never showed.

Dentman was the gang's new driver.

He must have drove Eddie to the roadhouse, killed him, stashed the

then waited for things to cool off.

The rest is supermarkets.

Denman owes us.

Guys, what's going to happen to Marie if you get caught or killed?

She'll never be able to forgive herself.

This isn't the roaring 20s anymore.

The police are a lot more sophisticated.

I mean, even if you succeeded, they'd track you down, and Denman would be

behind.

They have a point, kid.

Oh, no, Sue.

We've got to find another way to help Marie.

Come on.

We'll drive you on back.

Do I have to keep wearing this stupid uniform?

Until this is over, you're just another rent -a -cop.

Are you sure it was Silk and the Milwaukee kid you saw?

Just like you described them, Mr. Dentman.

A couple of old codgers like that. What'd they think they were doing?

Don't underestimate them just because they're old.

I'm old. You don't underestimate me, do you?

No, sir.

Ever since they found Eddie Pine's body, I knew it was just a matter of time

until he came after me.

What I don't understand, though, is this other armored car.

There aren't any more members of the Illy Pine gang around.

These guys were much younger.

Yeah, but who are they? Don't worry. That was a regular truck from the

company. I already got a trace out on it.

Okay, now you got four targets.

Only this time make sure the bodies stay buried.

You gonna stay out of trouble?

We learned our lesson.

Good.

You let us take a crack at Archie Dentman, all right? And with your

maybe we can prove that he killed Eddie.

What can I say?

I guess we're just too tired and too old for this sort of thing. It was a stupid

idea. Oh, don't be too hard on yourself, so... See you around, boys.

Take care.

I never thought I'd live to see today Silk McNair would go yellow.

Hey, watch who you're calling yellow.

I had to get him off our backs, didn't I?

You mean we're not giving up?

Of course not.

But a bunch of little jobs is out now.

We've got to go for one big score.

Oh, now you're talking.

The two guys, they still showed up right after you dropped the truck off.

I'm sorry. I had to tell them who you are.

I'm sorry.

Mr. McNabb. Lovely day, Mrs. Simon.

Aren't those lovely roses, kid?

Yeah.

Beautiful.

I'll take lucky.

Come on, boy. Give me the cap.

Take it.

You all right?

Well, they weren't shooting at me.

Any idea where they were headed?

Marie said she was donating some things to charity, but she had Lucky's cat

carrier with her.

Well, let's go take a look.

What do I do?

Why don't you check Marie's closet, see if her clothes are gone?

They're probably planning a counterattack against Dentman.

How do you convince these people?

Well, Marie was a good -looking woman.

She didn't deserve all this trouble.

I get the strangest feeling they're all enjoying themselves.

Are you going to start looking anytime soon?

Um, what are we supposed to be looking for?

Clues.

It looks like Marie is planning to be away for a while. I think I found a

Doesn't have a big X on it or anything.

Lucky.

I thought Marie took her.

There's enough dry food and water in there to last several days.

If Lucky's still here, what was in the cat carrier?

I don't know, Silk.

Old principle of mine, kid.

Hide in plain sight.

At least this way we won't get strafed.

I hope he's so fit.

Looks just the same, doesn't it?

Always was the worst hideout we ever had.

Hey.

Hey, hey, hey, look at this.

This was your idea, Marie.

It was rigged to the door.

Rang every time the cops came or somebody tried to crash the speakeasy.

all duck out the back door.

I wonder if it still works.

You remember how we used to plan jobs here? We'd give you the music coming

through the hall doors as the people danced in the ballroom.

Yeah, and we used to dance right along with them.

Right here.

You were the best dancer, Silk.

You're right, Marie.

And I was like a big cow with four left feet.

But Silk here really could cut a rug, eh?

Dance with me, Silk.

Marie, we've got a lot to do.

Please.

There's no music.

Yes, there is.

Can't you hear it?

Sure were great times, weren't they?

Yeah.

Those were some good times.

I'm sure Miss...

Thank you, Tom.

Yes, I know. I owe you one.

Please don't tell me Archie Dentman is a pillar of the community.

Pillar of the community with a shaky foundation.

According to town, he's still mobbed up. Rumors of kickback, coercion, you know,

but nothing proved.

And apparently he has a guy named Kelsey on the payroll, a heavyweight enforcer

out of Seattle.

Well, if he's using talent like that, he must still be making money the old

-fashioned way.

The thing is, other than the supermarkets, I really don't see where

kid can touch him.

Well, when we find them, we'll ask them.

Good idea.

Thank you.

All these years.

Are you sure you remember how to make nitro? I remember.

What about your hands?

They're a tad shakier now.

My hands are fine, kid, and you're on lookout.

Marie, I want you to study those blueprints and memorize them six ways

Sunday. Now, why am I always on lookout?

We have the Pine Gang's entire history right here in these files. Why can't we

come up with something?

Because the old geezers lie to us at every turn.

They're ungrateful. We saved them from a prison term.

If not getting shot.

Then they get Charlie beaten up.

What about us?

We're on Dentman's laundry list, too, you know, right beside them.

You bet on that.

If they do pull it off, we're going to have to turn them in. We should hate

these people.

Yeah. So why do we like them so much?

You remember when I was a kid, what my favorite book was?

Yeah, that one with the pictures of the naked ladies? No, no, no, not that one.

The other one, the one I made Dad read me every night.

Robin Hood.

Yeah, I see what you mean.

The gang's sort of a link with a bygone era.

Yeah, when men were strong and women were beautiful.

Unfortunately, we can't live in the past.

Why not? They do.

You said that before.

I meant it before.

Yeah, of course.

No, it's too obvious.

Is there somebody in this room besides me who might know what it is you're

talking about?

Living in the past.

What was the gang's favorite hideout in the past?

No. Yeah.

No. Yeah.

Yeah.

Realize, of course, if we can figure out where their hideout is, so condemn

them.

His safe's got to be in the west wall.

The others aren't even deep enough for crawl space.

Buildings are made so shoddily these days.

Yeah, craftsmanship is something that went out with big band music and bathtub

hooch. I remember once back in 1930 when the whole... Then you're supposed to be

standing lookout.

Oh, can it, Silk. Nobody's going to find us here.

Take this nice and easy.

You all right? Yeah.

Go get them.

Any sign of the Pine Gang?

Not exactly.

At least they got away.

No, they didn't get away.

I saw a blueprint in there for Denton's corporate headquarters. They're going to

go after it.

Holy Toledo. Denton's going to be waiting for us.

Afternoon, my dear.

Mr. Nitty, I'm Mr. Dillinger. We're here to see Mr. Dentman.

Oh, I'm sorry, but Mr. Dentman's at lunch.

Did you have an appointment?

We surely did.

1 p .m. Well, I don't recall Mr.

Dentman mentioning your name, Mr. Dillinger.

We're from Santa Martina Produce, and we made it plenty clear 1 p .m. on

Thursday.

Where are you going?

We'll wait for him in his office.

But, gentlemen, I cannot let you into Mr. Dentman's office. We don't have to.

let ourselves in.

I...

said the safe would be right there.

Crawford Lieberman Model 2000.

Those grifters still making safes after all these years?

Appears so.

Hell, they couldn't make a can that would hold beer.

Even if they could, we brought along our own combination.

You be careful with that stuff now.

Stop talking about my hands, Jake. Who mentioned your hands? Well... Oh, never

mind.

I want you to drill here, I want you to drill here, and I want you to drill

there.

Turn it off.

Put it on the table.

This is quite a treat.

Just like old times.

The old gang together again.

Yeah. Too bad Eddie couldn't be here.

Oh, I'm sure he's here in spirit, kid.

First from Kelsey.

And what are you going to do, Dentman?

Find a wall for us like you did for Eddie? You know, kid, I'm putting up a

Archie's Market in La Jolla.

It might be just your size.

Is the van ready?

I believe the phrase, gentlemen, is, we're taking you for a ride.

It's not going to happen that way, Archie.

Why not?

Well, you know me.

You don't suppose I'm stupid enough to try and crack a safe with a drill like

that?

Ask your boys if they found any chemicals at the roadhouse.

Something like, uh...

Glucose? Glycerol.

Exactly.

Now, give your guns to Marie and the kid here.

Don't make me do it. I will.

You expect me to believe these old coots cooked up a batch of nitroglycerin in

the basement?

It's not outside the realm of possibilities.

I don't buy it, Pops.

50 years ago, maybe. A bluff like that just won't make it in the 80s.

No, Kathy.

Hold it.

Silver, you're nothing but a flim -flam artist. You can't even make nitro

anymore. That's been a long time, kid. Yeah, well, it's a good thing Eddie

wasn't here to see this.

Well, it's good that I didn't make it, right, or we'd be just as dead as he is.

Don't forget that.

Thanks to fumble fingers over here.

Fumble? Who are you calling fumble fingers?

Well, you did drop it, right? Well, yeah, but I cushioned the blow. It

explode. It just melted.

I couldn't have gotten there in any case.

The old place doesn't look half bad.

Mom, we got work to do, all right?

Well, Marie wanted us all to be here. She said it wouldn't take too long.

Oh, yeah, put that in the door room.

Marie, what is going on?

A new beginning.

Oh, yeah?

What sort of new beginning?

The police found a bunch of documents in Dentman's safe.

Yeah, we heard about that.

Also, a shopping list of crimes that ought to keep him behind bars for some

time. I think she likes you.

They also found a will. It was Eddie's will Dentman kept all these years.

He left us this property.

We're going to redo the place and call it Eddie's Roadhouse again.

And do what with it?

Gambling casino?

Base for smuggling operations what?

Of course not.

We'll all be living in the back rooms.

We'll run the place like a restaurant and country inn.

Yeah, we've reformed.

Good.

Honest.

Well, um, what are you going to do about the bullet holes?

Well, we're going to keep those.

Makes it seem more like home.

Ah.

Yeah, well, uh...

Good luck, guys.

Best of luck to you. Stay out of trouble.

Thanks for coming by.

Good luck, Marie.

You think they bought it?

Book, line, and sinker.

You got the plans to the bank, Marie?

Right underneath my missing.