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(Goldie) '"And then, the lodge itself set deep in the forest primeval.'

"Here the guest may look from this window

"and contemplate the beauties of azure blue lakes Sanomi

"where finny denisons are bound of veritable paradise

"for the pis-piscato...

- Piscatorialist? - What is it a disease?

A piscatorialist, Goldie, is a fishermen.

No kidding! I've been one all the time and never knew it.

Gee, boss. As long as we're gonna be piscatorialist

couldn't we be in Adirondacks as well as in Bermuda?

You've never seen azure blue water until you've cast

a line onto the water of Bermuda.

So clear, you could drink it.

Ah, who's choice? Gee, we never go where I wanna go.

Do I really seem as selfish as that?

Alright, Goldie, we'll go to the Adirondacks.

Yeah, you might think where I wanna go once in a..

Boss, did you say... Oww!

I distinctly did not say, oww, I said Adirondacks.

Boss, I'll never forget about this.

Boy, it will be wonderful, just the two of us.

Much as it will be a blow to the fair sex.

We keep strictly to ourselves.

- No dames. - No dames.

- Shake on it, no woman. - Shake on it, no woman.

[door bell buzzes]

- That must be the bellboy. - Oh.

Just the time, son, I'll give you hand with the stuff.

You know, Goldie, I believe you are right.

I guess this is the man's world.

Unless, you have to deal with women

there's trouble you get into.

No dames.

Sure is hard to believe that you are gonna

turn over a new leaf, boss

Horrible thought, isn't it? Here.

Let me give you a hand with this.

Oh, I can handle it now.

I can take everything.

- What about... - Put that onto my arm, will ya?

Yeah.

[door closes]

Oh, I beg your pardon.

I am so terribly sorry.

That's alright.

Pleasure's all mine.

Boss, if I might be so bold as to mention it.

- Remember, no dames. - I was just window shopping.

Would you call a cab for me please?

I want to go to the national travel agency.

Yes, miss.

[whistle blows]

Now, we'd be delighted to give you a lift.

No, thank you. Cab will be alright.

That's a dame, now.

[car revving]

Sounds like the lady's gonna travel.

Yeah, well, we're not gonna wait to find out.

[car revving]

[car revving]

Boy, oh, boy.

What a day to be starting a vacation.

The birds is flying. The flowers are smelling.

The bees is-is..

Know what the bees be doing?

- Picking up some honey I guess. - Picking up some honey.

Can't you ever get dames off of your mind?

Oh, driver.

Yeah.

Shouldn't we be at the travel agency now?

Take it easy, lady, you'll get there.

But, don't they have a office right in town?

Look, lady, just relax

and keep your mouth shut and you won't get hurt.

Get hurt?

Where are you taking me?

Let me out of here. Stop this cab.

Shut up.

Say, boss, I meant to ask you before.

What is a finny denison?

A finny denison, Goldie, is an ordinary fish.

- A fish? - Mm-hmm.

Wouldn't you live in line?

(female #1) 'Help!'

Say, isn't that the girl we met in the hotel?

Yeah, but what difference does it make...

She's in a jam.

Oh, boss, no she ain't. She's in a cab.

Look, we're on a vacation, remember?

Vacation or no vacation, I'm gonna catch that cab.

Hey, inspector, look. That cab is certainly travelling.

Step on it, Joe. Let's find out what this is all about.

- Holy smoke! A police car. - Can't stop now.

Blow out.

[car revving]

[tires screeching]

- Hey, inspector, look. - Come on.

- Oh, please help me. - I'm gonna get that driver.

Wait, boss. Here comes the cops.

- Let them handle it. - The police.

Well, if it isn't my old friend, Inspector Cavanaugh.

- I don't wanna talk to police. - But why?

Oh, I'll explain later. But, please get me out of here.

- Please! - Alright.

We'll get you to your hotel but we'll have to hurry.

Hey, they got the girl out of the car.

Looks like a kidnapping.

[car revving]

Hey, inspector, here's something.

The dame must've left it.

Rent for stay at Bradshaw Hotel.

- That's on the 68th street. - Room 414. Okay boys.

We got a little call to make.

[doorbell buzzes]

Oh, Louisa, my dear, I was beginning to worry about you.

- Come in please. - Thank you.

Mr. Lawrence.

This is my uncle, Enrico Braganza.

- How do you do, Mr. Lawrence? - Good to know you.

(Braganza) 'Please forgive me for keeping you standing.'

- Won't you sit down. - Thank you.

Mr. Lawrence is quite famous, uncle.

You might know him better as the Falcon.

Goldie's been talking too much.

The Falcon, indeed.

Your reputation is not unknown to us even in Brazil.

- We are doubly honored. - Thank you again.

If you'll excuse me, I'll freshen up a bit.

Of course.

- Cigarette? - Thanks, no.

- Do you mind? - Not at all, Mr. Lawrence.

- Nice case you have there. - Yes.

Your niece tells me, you're leaving for Miami tomorrow.

Yes, on business.

I'm sorry that such a pleasant friendship

is likely to be so brief.

I share your disappointment, Mr. Lawrence.

But many reasons compel us to leave.

Might one of them have caused Miss Braganza

to be the victim of a kidnap attempt?

Kidnap?

I don't want to frighten you but I think you should know.

It'll keep you on your guard.

This is most alarming.

I don't know what to say. Just what did happen?

(Falcon) 'Your niece was apparently being kidnapped by a cab driver.'

'I gave chase and ran him down.'

Unfortunately, he escaped.

Then, word is leaked out.

- They're after my formula. - Your formula?

Yes. I have perfected the formula

for the manufacture of industrial diamonds.

- Ohh! - Extremely valuable.

(Braganza) 'Those diamonds are used for the most delicate'

'precision tooling, glass cutting, so many things.'

Who do you think would be interested in

getting hold of your formula?

- Several syndicates. - I see.

May I ask what business is taking you to Miami?

I am to meet Prof. Denison, an old colleague of mine.

He has come up from Brazil

with information about financial backing.

[door opens]

I must go down to the desk to see about

our plane reservations. Will you excuse me?

I should be leaving anyhow. I'll go along with you.

- Goodbye, Mr. Braganza. - Goodbye, Mr. Lawrence.

- We are very grateful to you. - Not at all.

[tense music]

I hope my reservations are ready. The...

Did you lose something?

I must've left my cigarette case in your room.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Do you want me to send up for it?

Oh, no, I-I'll get it. I'll only be a minute. Excuse me.

Alright. I'll wait for you in the lobby.

Fine.

[tense music]

[doorbell buzzes]

Mr. Braganza?

[dramatic music]

And then the mountain lodge itself

surrounded by azure blue policemen.

And on a clear day, you can see sing sing.

It's Falcon alright.

- Dead? - No, but he is in bad shape.

Call the doctor.

- What did you do with it? - Do with what?

The blunt instrument will about fill the bill.

- Maybe, a gun butt. - You are insane.

I am Inspector Cavanaugh.

The formula.

He was...after it.

- The Falcon. - The Falcon, yes, what?

Denison.

Miami.

Without delay.

(Cavanaugh) 'I know, but the Falcon, what about?'

Louisa.

The Falcon.

Put a call in for the coroner and for the rest of the boys.

Now, listen you two.

You've been skating on thin ice for a longtime.

I knew it would break under you someday.

But, look, Cavanaugh, I found him like that.

I forgot my cigarette case and came back to get it and...

- So, you were here before? - Sure.

I brought his niece home. She introduced me to him.

What was the formula he was mumbling about?

He told me he had a substitute for industrial diamonds.

- Diamonds, eh? - Mm-hmm.

I could see how that would appeal to you.

Nice dreaming, inspector, but if you'll just get ahold of

the man's niece, she'll tell you that...

We're going downtown.

The whole force will be laughing at you.

Too bad, you won't be able to join in.

Come on. Stay here.

Don't let anyone touch anything.

- Oh, Tom, I... - Are you Miss Braganza?

Why, yes.

Louisa, something's happened to your uncle.

My uncle.

Where are you going?

- Aren't you gonna question her? - Yes, when I'm ready.

Come on.

Get in.

After you, inspector.

Get in and stop your clowning.

There's nothing funny in your situation.

[car revving]

After him.

[car revving]

[tires screeching]

Nice work, Goldie.

It's always up to me to get us out of trouble.

Well, now, get us out of here.

- Where to, boss? - Hotel Bradshaw.

Okay.

Hotel Bradshaw? We just came from there.

That's why we're going back.

It's the last place that bloodhound will look for us.

Say, that's pretty smart of us.

Alright, so we're back. Now, what?

- Louisa's uncles been murdered. - Murdered?

Now, the police think we did it.

We? Where do you get that we stuff?

I'll be right back.

On the coldest day you can always enjoy

the warmth of nice, cozy electric chair.

- Who are you? - None of your business.

Are you an employee of this hotel?

I am the police.

Police? What's happened?

I'm asking the questions. Who are you?

I'm Helen Ray, Miss Braganza's maid.

[knock on the window]

- Tom. - Hello!

Oh, I'm so glad to see you.

- But why the window? - Shhh!

Duncan. The police think I did it.

- You? - Mm-hmm.

Well, I don't know what to do.

I ought to go to Miami but

now I have to stay here, at least until..

Oh, it meant so much to my uncle to have his plans go through.

How can I help?

Well, that formula has to be in Mr. Denison's hands

by Wednesday night.

- In Miami? - Yes.

[knocking on the door]

Just a minute.

- Oh, Helen. Come in. - Miss Braganza.

I'm so sorry about what's happened.

'Who could've done such a thing?'

I don't know.

(Helen) 'I'm sure the police will find out.'

Could I get something for you?

Some coffee, perhaps.

No, thank you, nothing.

Very well.

[knocking on the door]

- Miss Braganza. - 'Yes.'

We'd like you to come out and answer a few questions.

I am not dressed, I'm-I'm changing my clothes.

I'll be out as soon as I put something on.

(Duncan) 'Okay.'

This is the formula.

What exactly do you want me to do with it?

Well, take it to Mr. Denison. His address is on the outside.

You'll know him when you see him. He's-he's old and..

gentle looking and-and rather sickly.

(Duncan) 'We're waiting for you.'

I'll be right out.

Is there any other way I can recognize him?

Just that he doesn't smoke. He has a very bad heart.

Good enough.

Miss Braganza, you're keeping the law waiting.

Just a moment.

I wish I could tell you how grateful I am and how much...

Save it for Miami.

I thought you were changing your clothes.

Oh, ah, I changed my mind.

It would've taken too long.

That's a dame for you.

Comes in to change her clothes and changes her mind, hmm.

[train horn blows]

- Yes, sir. - Bourbon and water, please.

Make mine a double double.

- Yeah, they're both for me. - Yes, sir.

This is a fine state of affairs.

I want to go to Adirondaks, you want to go to Bermuda

we wind up going to Miami.

But, Miami is a wonderful place, Goldie. Listen.

"See beautiful Biscayne Bay.

"Thrill to the horse races of tropical farcourt highlier.

"Sit in trance beneath tropic skies, while listening

"to concerts of the awe inspiring municipal amphitheatre

in Brieswep Bayfront Park."

You ain't gonna get me to no Brieswep concert, when I wanna...

(female #2) Will you stop pestering me?

That isn't what you called it when I paid your dinner check.

Well, I didn't ask you to pay my check, you insisted.

- If you allow me I'll be very... - Forget it.

- Have a little drink, huh? - No, thanks.

I don't care for any.

Look, sister, you are not brushing me off this way.

- 'Why don't you be nice?' - Look.

Boss you're helping one dame, now.

- We got in enough trouble. - Let me go.

Boss, take it easy, if the guy wants to buy her a drink

let him buy her a drink.

Perhaps, you're right.

[train chugging]

Your berths all ready now, gentlemen.

- Thank you. - Yes, sir.

If you'd have told me this morning we'd be on a train

heading for Florida, I'd have laughed in your face.

It's the unexpected things in life that give it spice.

Yeah? Well the supper boy thing ain't gonna get me no spice.

[thuds]

See, what I mean.

- How dare you come in here? - We're all alone here, baby.

You don't have to be fancy with me.

Leave this compartment at once.

Oh, take it easy. Here, have a little drink.

- 'I brought my own bottle.' - This is one train, ain't it?

You got any idea how many revolution them wheels

underneath revolve in a revolution per minute.

If you don't leave this room, I'm gonna call the conductor.

What's the matter? Ain't I classy enough for ya.

'Baby, I'm staying right here.'

Oh, boss, no more dames please.

I might bend at knees, standing up across the joints

is kind of stiff, I'm begging ya.

But she maybe in trouble.

If she's in trouble, she'll scream.

[woman screams]

Goldie, you are a genius.

- What do you want? - Your departure and quickly.

He forced his way in, I asked him to leave.

- You heard the lady. - What business is it of yours?

We are next door and you are disturbing our sleep.

Nobody is talking to you, baldy.

Baldy..

You do want him to leave, don't you?

- Please. - The lady said, please.

Uh, Goldie.

Hey, lay off you..

Okay, okay, I'll go.

Wise guys, huh?

Stuff I had to get these days!

I don't know how to thank you. He was rather insistent.

Oh, that's quite alright.

Come on, boss, let's hit the hay.

- Uh, goodnight, Miss.. - Blanding, Doris Blanding.

My name is Tom Lawrence and my weary

friend here is Goldie Locke.

Well, you both been more than kind.

Well, it's a habit with him when a good looking...

Uhh-duh. Bedtime, Goldie.

- Oh, please, I-I wonder... - Yes.

Would it be imposing too much to ask you to stay?

Emphatically, not.

- Me too? - Yes.

Wouldn't that be a bit crowded?

No, you see, I'll be sleeping in your compartment.

In our compartment? That's the wackiest thing I ever heard.

You are afraid he might come back?

Well, I am a little frightened of him.

- Perhaps, that's silly. - If you are nervous.

By all means use our compartment.

- Goldie, get the pajamas. - Anything for some sleep.

I'll see you to the room.

I'm sure you won't have any trouble now.

Oh, thank you so much, Mr. Lawrence.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight, Miss Blanding.

Thank you too, Mr. Locke.

Pleasure's mutual.

[train chugging]

[tense music]

[knocking on the door]

- Did you get it? - No.

It wasn't in the luggage. I searched thoroughly.

That means they got it with them.

Yes, they did take one bag.

Well, you know what to do.

Now, look this stuff will keep them

dead to the world for at least an hour

before it goes out through the ventilator.

And baby, we won't need half that much time.

Good luck.

[dramatic music]

I wonder if you could help me, please.

I've locked myself out of my compartment.

Surely, you are in compartment C, aren't you?

That's right.

Thank you very much.

[snores]

[tense music]

[snores]

[music continues]

[train chugging]

[bell dings]

First call for breakfast!

Boy, I've never slept like this.

Hey, boss, you up? Hm?

Boss, boss!

- What's all the shouting for? - I didn't see you down there.

I thought you fell off the train or something.

You're gonna dress quickly or we're gonna miss breakfast.

Not me, brother, I'm starved.

I'm gonna have orange juice, eggs and hot cakes..

and aspirin.

Aren't you gentlemen in the wrong compartment?

Oh, we exchanged compartments with Miss Blanding last night.

- You did? - 'Mm-hmm.'

Well, that's funny.

This is the door I opened for her when she locked herself out.

What, she locked herself out?

- 'She sure did.' - Where is she now?

Well, she got off at Savannah.

We pulled in there at 5:15 this morning.

Oh, now that we lost Miss Blanding, you can give me

that envelope I gave you last night.

Yes, sir.

Just a minute, here.

- Thanks a lot. - Thank you, sir.

Say, what is this? I don't get it.

Pretty simple, Goldie.

Miss Blanding wanted to exchange compartments, didn't she?

- She sure did. - So, I had to ask myself, why?

She could just as easily locked her door to keep anyone out.

Obviously, she had something else in mind.

- The formula? - Exactly.

I thought I'd better take some precautions.

Then, that envelope under your pillow, it was a fake?

Mm-hmm. And it's disappeared.

Well, then, we must've had a visitor.

(Falcon) 'Yes, the girl.'

Ah, dame is in trouble.

- How come we didn't hear her? - You slept well, didn't you?

- 'Just like I was drugged.' - It's my guess, you were.

Oh, what do you know?

Murders, notorious dames, formulas, crooks.

If it keeps up like this, I'll wind up in a padded cell.

[up-tempo music]

Beautiful Miami.

We start out lookin' for fish and end up with oranges.

We'll get plenty of fishing once we deliver that formula safely.

- Can't we deliver it now? - No.

Mr. Denison doesn't expect men until tonight.

Where are we going?

Might be better if I know since I'm driving.

We're going to Denison's place, 24 Palm Drive.

Won't hurt to take a look before we leap.

I wish you'd have looked before you leaped at that Louisa dame.

We wouldn't have to be worrying about

where we're gonna leap now.

There it is number 24.

Keep going. Pull around the corner and stop.

- What's the idea? - See that woman?

That's Louisa Braganza's maid.

How'd she get down here so quick?

Bu train, I guess.

Hey, boss, she's leaving.

Follow her. I want to look around a bit.

Meet me for dinner at the Patio Club.

Patio Club, okay.

[up-tempo music]

[crowd cheering]

Go on, go on, go on, go on.

Oh, lost again.

[instrumental music]

♪ I can see a secret rendezvous ♪

♪ A table set for two ♪

♪ With candle light and wine ♪

♪ They will share a whole familiar tune ♪

♪ A strain of claderon ♪

♪ With candle light and wine ♪♪

- Good evening, sir. Table? - Yeah.

Uh, looking for Mr.., uh, there he is. It's this one.

There he is.

- Hello, boss. - It's 7:35.

- Where have you been? - What a day!

What a day! I'm starved.

Lobster thermidor, shrimp a la newburg

rack of lamb, fillet mignon, beef stroganoff

I'll have one of each. Waiter?

Goldie, what about Louisa's maid?

Oh, that dame. She led me a dog's life today.

I followed her like you told me. And where did she go?

Out to that flea circus, they call the dog races.

Well, go on. What happened?

What could happen? I lost 20 bucks.

Boss, what's beef stroganoff?

Goldie, please, what about Helen?

Oh, ha, she met some guy out there

and on went to the racing dogs, the pup was all they

talked about. I got close enough to hear.

Then, they went to a park trailer.

Was getting late, so, I breezed and came right here.

Racing dogs and industrial diamonds?

It's a strange combination.

What could they have to do with each other?

I don't know but I know what I'm gonna

do with that lobster thermidor.

- Waiter, I want lobster... - Goldie.

I'm sorry, but you'll have to wait for dinner.

- Ah, boss! - Thank you.

It's time we were at Denison's. Come on, let's go.

[Goldie groans]

Lobster thermidor.

[instrumental music]

Now remember, if I'm not out in fifteen minutes

break in, I'll be needing help.

Okay, boss.

- Mr. Denison? - Yes.

- I am Tom Lawrence. - Oh, yes, of course.

Come in, please. I-I've been expecting you.

Louisa wired me.

You..

- You have it? - Yes.

Hm, Enrico's death..

[sighs] It was dreadful news to me.

I understand you were able to interest capital

in marketing this formula.

Yes, yes.

It was my friend Enrico's lifetime dream

to exploit his discovery.

I did all I could to further it.

You...you'll excuse me if I seat myself.

I..

I'm not a well man, Mr. Lawrence.

I understand and I'm sure we'll be able to

finish this very quickly.

But I..

Yes, of course.

Do..

Do you have a cigarette, Mr. Lawrence?

Cer..

Certainly.

I hope you like the brand.

I am sure I shall, thank you.

Your most understanding of an old man's

idiosyncrasies, Mr. Lawrence.

'Some people might dismiss the vagaries of ages.'

Mere hypochondria, but you can see deeper.

Light 'em.

Excellent, excellent, Mr. Lawrence.

'Uh, quite soothing to a nervous man.'

Well, I better be going.

I'm stopping at Miami Palms Hotel.

If you drop by, I'll turn the formula over to you.

Oh, it was-it was my impression that you brought it with you.

I couldn't take that chance.

I had to be sure, you were the right man.

Commendable caution, Mr. Lawrence..

but inconvenient.

However, you leave me no recourse

but to do as you request.

I'll be expecting you.

(Mike) 'Me too.'

(Falcon) 'Something new has been added.'

Mr. Lawrence, these men have been threatening me all evening.

Take it easy, Lawrence. He likes to use that rod.

Slugging helpless men seems to be your specialty.

He had it coming.

I know how he tipped you off with that cigarette gag.

I knew he didn't smoke.

- Brilliant. - Alright, Lawrence.

- Give me the formula. - Get off the beam, my friend.

- You better hand it over. - I haven't got it.

You heard me tell Denison, I had it back at the hotel.

Sure, we heard you tell him that..

after he gave you the tip off.

Frisk him, Benny.

Get 'em up.

- Don't you, don't you, Mike. - Stay where you are.

No further, Mr. Lawrence.

Keep him covered, Benny.

This mugger got to be taught a lesson

he won't forget in a hurry.

That's enough, Mike.

He wasn't kidding. The formula is not on him.

- Mike? - What?

The old guy is dead.

Are you crazy? That little slap I gave him couldn't have...

- He had a bad heart. - I'm getting out of here.

- Wait a minute. - What are you doing?

Putting in a call for the police.

Have you gone dafty?

Let 'em find these two together.

Lawrence will need plenty of time to explain this set up

he'll be too busy to bother with us.

They'll keep the cops busy too in the wrong direction

which will be right for us.

Well, he won't need these where he is going.

Hello, police headquarters?

'Let me talk to the homicide bureau I wanna report a murder.'

[instrumental music]

Boss!

Maybe 15 minutes was too long.

Looks like it.

The guy you came to see?

Was.

Cops! They supposed to come in here?

Maybe. We can't afford to take a chance.

Come on, let's get out of here, this way.

[intense music]

What's it look like to you, boss?

Looks like, we've moved.

Yes, you're right.

[intercom buzzes]

Yes?

(male #1) 'Inspector Cavanaugh and Lieutenant Duncan'

'of the New York police department here to see you.'

Cavanaugh and Duncan! Well, send them in.

- Glad to see you, boys. Hi. - Hello, Evan.

- Sit down. - Thanks.

So, the Falcon and his sidekick are down here.

They sure get around.

What's this about they're being

involved in another murder?

This is Lawrence's wallet.

It was found beside the victim's body.

- Still no trace of him, eh? - No.

He slipped through our fingers. He is smart, alright?

Maybe too smart for his own good.

He'll trip himself up sometime.

I wish I knew how.

He has two soft spots.

Pretty woman and night clubs.

Is that so?

Well, you can count on us. Where do we start?

Night clubs are no good without pretty women.

So, we'll start with the women.

One in particular.

She flew down on the same plane with us.

Her name is Louisa Braganza.

[telephone ringing]

Hello.

Yes.

Who?

[sighs] Mr. Lawrence.

- Where are you? - Still in Miami.

And the police are giving me a warm welcome.

Yes, I...I read about Mr. Denison's death.

I'm so sorry, you were involved.

- But the formula... - I've still got it.

You better meet me in the lounge at the patio club.

Tonight at 8:00.

[chuckles] No, I'll be careful.

I've had some dealings with the police before.

Yeah, alright.

Bye.

[sighs]

Okay, what's next?

You wait at the hotel room. I'm going out to the dog track.

Dog track? Boss, don't bet on 'em.

People there ain't got no respect for a guy's bank roll.

The only real lead we've got is

Helen and that man she talked to.

I might be able to find out a few things.

Where is that trailer you told me about?

It's the green one parked right near the track entrance

you can't miss it.

Good, I'll see you back at the hotel.

[doorbell buzzes]

Miss Braganza?

- Yes. - I'm Kenneth Sutton.

Oh, yes. Mr. Denison's friend.

Please come in.

Sit down, won't you?

I read of your arrival, Miss Braganza.

And I was hoping to meet your uncle.

His death must have been a great shock to you.

You have my deepest sympathy.

You didn't know my uncle?

Only through Mr. Denison who interested me

in the idea of financing your uncle's formula.

Are you still interested in the formula

in spite of what's happened?

Certainly, I've been delaying

my trip to Brazil because of it.

But I only called today to pay my respects.

We can talk business in a few days.

How long do you propose to stay here?

Well, I-I wish to return home to Brazil as soon as possible.

Then why not make the trip with me in my yacht.

There'll be other guests, there's plenty of room.

That'll be wonderful.

I shall be delighted to have you aboard.

[laughs] You know, I'm terribly curious about that formula.

May I see it?

I'm sorry, I-I don't have it just now.

I won't have until this evening.

Oh!

I understand.

Your caution is very commendable.

Here's my telephone number, will you call me?

Yes, tomorrow probably.

Thank you, goodbye, Miss Braganza.

Goodbye, Mr. Sutton.

♪ Dreaming with the light blonde hair ♪

♪ I dream of dreaming with the light blonde hair ♪♪

Light brown hair, senor.

You'll sing it your way, I'll sing it mine.

- 'Hey where did you come from?' - Behind the door.

It's amazing what you find behind doors.

I have no time for joking, senor.

- Where's the formula? - Yes, we haven't got all day.

Say, ain't you Louisa Braganza's maid?

Look, senor. I'm not going to waste a lot of time.

You'll give me that formula or do I call the police?

Police? Maybe you ain't got all your marbles.

You're holding me up, remember?

The police might be interested in knowing

where you and the Falcon are hiding.

Call them.

Wait, don't be so impetuous.

Cross my heart and hope to die. I ain't got it.

Then Senor Le Falcon has.

No, sir, help me, the dame's got it.

- Your boss, Miss Braganza! - You're lying.

Look bud, I got an honest face, ain't I?

Senor, the best that can be said for it is, it's your face.

[bangs] I know, it must be here.

(Falcon) Don't let me spoil your little party.

- Boy! Am I glad to see you? - That's him, it's the Falcon.

Yeah and you better give that to Goldie.

Under the circumstances, senor, I-I think you're right.

They're after the formula, boss.

You certainly picked the wrong place to look for it.

What are you going to do with us?

Frankly, I'd like an explanation.

- Who is this man? - This is Paulo, my husband.

That's the guy she met at the dog track.

I am very pleased to meet you, senor.

I'm pleased to meet you.

My pigeon don't you think that we should tell him...

Tell him nothing.

Perhaps you'll talk to the police.

You're not kidding me.

You won't go near the police.

Not while they want me for murder, no.

But after I've turned you two in, they won't want me.

Senor, what are you saying?

Are you accusing me of those murders?

Why not?

You were in the better spot than anyone else.

Working for Braganza and knowing about the formula..

I even saw you hanging around the Denison place.

No, no, I didn't kill anyone. I swear I didn't!

Helen, you must tell him the trouble.

Alright.

I did know about the formula.

My husband had lost all our money at the dog track.

So, you flew down to Miami

to get to Denison before anyone knows.

"One good way to get a lot of money

with that formula," she say.

One good way to get a bullet in the head, I say.

You're up against some of the

most murderous competition available.

You might've got yourselves killed.

Killed?

But it's not very healthy.

(Falcon) 'I agree.'

I told you, we should not get mixed up in this.

Now, look you two.

If you take my advice, you'll get

as far away from here as possible.

Well..

I still don't know what we're going to do.

We still need money.

Aw, don't feel bad. Lots of people need money.

There's a dog racing season starts in Havana next week.

If I stake you, will you pull out of my end for your own good?

Oh, si, si, anything, Senor Falcon.

Y-you are most gracious. I thank you.

My wife thanks you and my dog Rozario, she thanks you too.

How can a dog thank you?

[instrumental music]

She don't know it but she makes the right kind of bait

to catch the Falcon with.

Gentlemen, I have a table for you. If you please..

Hey, boss. Look!

(Falcon) Inspector Cavanaugh.

- How'd they get here? - Trailed us, I guess.

I doubt it. Louisa's up there at the promised drill time.

It's a trap, we better scram.

You wait outside, I'll take care of this.

Cavanaugh, telephone for you.

Cavanaugh speaking.

Hello, inspector. This is homicide.

We picked up the Falcon.

Yeah, he is over here now.

Good, be right over.

Yeah.

We got the Falcon at the head quarters. Come on.

- 'Your check, sir.' - 'Oh, yeah.'

- Keep the change. - Thank you.

There's one. Hey, taxi!

Police headquarters.

[engine revving]

I can't help wondering how they caught the Falcon.

Did they say whether they nabbed that fat headed ape

that trails along with him?

No, they didn't.

Boy, that Goldie character slays me!

'I've seen monkeys in the zoo, with more brains'

'in their tails than he's got in his head.'

(announcement) 'Calling cars 27, 36 and 41.'

'Calling cars 27, 36 and 41.'

'Pick up stolen taxicab.'

[squeaks and halts]

Driver, what's the matter?

- Can you drive, bud? - No.

It's about time you learned.

[instrumental music]

Look, Tom Lawrence with Louisa.

Wait in the car, he mustn't see you.

Well, perhaps all this trouble will end

when I've disposed off the formula.

May I have it now?

I really shouldn't give it to you, it'd be dangerous.

Perhaps so, but still I must have it.

But you'll just be inviting more violence.

Your uncle had the formula and he was killed.

Denison was expecting it and he is dead.

'Do you need any more proof?'

Your concern is very flattering.

But I insist.

Well..

Alright, it's your formula

but I'm afraid, we're both making a mistake.

(Falcon) 'Friend of yours?'

Oh, yes, Mr. Sutton.

The man Mr. Denison was negotiating with.

You know about financing the formula.

Oh!

Well, goodbye, Mr. Lawrence.

Thanks again for everything you've done.

Goodbye, good luck.

Well, Miss Braganza. This is very fortunate.

I've been trying to reach you at your hotel.

Some urgent business matters have come up

and I have to leave earlier than I expected.

Could you possibly be ready to sail tonight?

- Tonight? - Yes.

Why, yes, I think so.

'I'm anxious to get home as soon as possible.'

Good, good.

I'll drop you to your hotel, so you can pack

and my car will call for you in about an hour.

Miss Blanding, this is Miss Braganza.

How do you do?

[car revving]

Doris Blanding.

[engine starts]

Good night, thanks for a very pleasant evening.

(Mike) 'Going somewhere?'

Well, if it isn't my strong-arm friend.

Never mind the cracks.

Let's go.

Where to?

You'll find out.

Get out.

Tell me, who's in behind this, who hired you?

Wouldn't do you any good if I told you.

Come on, get out!

[thuds]

[grunts]

[bangs]

No.

[grunts]

[engine starts]

[instrumental music]

- Can I have my hat, please. - Your check, please.

I haven't got it but it's that Grey one right there.

Well, alright.

Hey, boss!

Where you been? You look like you had a brush with the cops.

I'll explain later. Louisa's in danger.

I'm gonna call and warn her. You wait here.

[shoveling]

- Ow. - Hello.

Oh, you talk like an American. What're you digging for?

Turtle eggs.

Turtles don't come in eggs, they actually come in shells.

Mm, look turtle alright, this one should've been told

not to sit so heavy.

What do you do, make a living selling these things?

No, I work at the Indian village.

Everybody knows me, I'm Jimmy.

(Goldie) 'Yeah? What do you do down there?'

Wrestle alligators.

Wrestle alligators? What are you givin' me?

An alligator don't know a half-nelson from a toe-hold.

Are you sure, she checked out?

Well, did she leave any forwarding address?

Oh, I see. Thank you.

I've seen Lady Stevedore's boxing kangaroos

and dancing bears but if I ever see a wrestling alligator

I'll go on the wagon.

We're in a fine fix now.

You mean, worse than what it was?

Mm-hmm. Louisa checked out of her hotel

ten minutes ago and didn't leave any forwarding address.

Checked out and left us holding the bag for two murder raps?

We've got to find out where Sutton's taking her.

But just how you gonna do that?

I don't know.

Hey, tourist!

Here's my business card.

Come, watch me work some time.

Watch him, work!

Fine work wrestling alligators.

Wrestling?

Yeah, I guess he ain't got all his marbles.

Let me see that card.

I can't understand Sutton wanting to meet us here.

I can't either but that's what the telegram says, come on!

Ooh, alligators, I can't stand the big slimy things.

Me either, they give me the creeps.

- Are you Miss Blanding. - Who are you?

Mr. Sutton says you to follow me, please.

Alright, get ready, Goldie.

Now I know how Jonas felt, only he had a bigger apartment.

Oh, hurry up, Goldie.

Oh, just one more thing.

What am I, a boy alligator or a girl alligator?

(Falcon) 'Goldie!'

But, boss, it makes a difference

even to an alligator.

Mr. Sutton?

Mr. Sutton?

How did I do?

Tom Lawrence!

I thought you might like to see me again.

Last time you left so suddenly

I didn't get a chance to say goodbye.

What do you want with us?

Just a little information.

- The guy is crack, let's go. - Uh-huh.

Not so fast.

[Goldie imitates alligator]

What's that?

Alligators. They spend the night in there.

Nice little playmates if you don't get too close to them.

'Take a look. You too, Miss Blanding.'

Not me, I just get sick looking at them.

Feeling isn't mutual. They'd love to see you.

Come on, get in there.

[lock clicks]

[Goldie imitates alligator]

[screams]

(Falcon) 'I wouldn't do that, Benny.'

You got no right to hold us here.

Then start talking.

I'll tell you anything you wanna know but just keep that

creeper away from me indoors.

Alright, Benny.

What's your connection with Sutton and who is he?

He's the head of an industrial diamond organization.

He was afraid Braganza's formula would put him out of business.

So, he tried to get rid of the formula

and everybody connected with it.

- Yeah, yeah. - Mm-hmm.

What's Sutton done with Miss Braganza?

He's got her on his yacht, the Sea Star down at the city dock.

It sails tonight for South America.

Oh, I get it.

After you sail her...dark night

a convenient accident and Louisa's out of the way.

- Yeah, but I-I-I... - 'Hey, boss.'

This head is leaking. I nearly drowned. Help me get out of it.

It's a frame up.

That's a phony creep...

Nice work. You nearly spoiled the act.

[grunts] Get in there and tie up Doris while I take care of Benny.

If you ever tell my friends about this...

If we don't save Louisa, you won't have any friends.

Alright.

Jimmy, quick, get to the nearest phone, call the police

and tell them the Falcon will be on a yacht

called the Sea Star at the city dock.

Sea Star, city dock, yes, sir.

Right, come on.

Let's take Benny's car. It's faster.

[engine starts]

[suspenseful music]

(Sutton) 'Geary!'

Did you locate them?

They left Doris's apartment a couple of hours ago.

Should've been here by now.

I would've cleared up this

Braganza business.

Wasted enough time.

[engine revving]

I hope Jimmy makes that call all right.

What if he don't?

Boy, if I ever get to be an old man, it'll be a miracle.

[knocking]

(Louisa) Yes.

Just came by to see

that you're comfortable.

I am, thank you.

It's a beautiful cabin.

I'm looking forward to a wonderful trip.

You know you've been under a great strain.

I'm sure you'll find the sea very relaxing.

I'm sure of it.

I think you should put all of your worries

completely out of your mind for a few days.

There'll be plenty of time to talk of business

when you're rested.

You're very considerate.

Thank you, now see you in deck shortly.

Oh, dear, I-I...knew I'd forget something.

Would it inconvenience you very much if I went back on shore?

- On shore? - Oh, yes, I..

Well, it'll only take about 15 minutes and..

but it's really very important.

I'm sorry, Miss Braganza.

I can't permit you to leave.

You can't permit me?

I think I make myself quite clear.

I'm restricting you to your cabin.

Mr. Sutton, I-I don't understand.

I didn't intend to bring this up until we were at sea

but your anxiety to go to shore was a little too obvious.

I want that formula.

And I want it now.

I haven't got it.

Oh, I see.

Geary?

Well, if you haven't got it, I'm sure

you won't mind my looking through your cabin.

- Called me, Mr. Sutton? - Yes. Watch Miss Braganza.

[intense music]

I wish we could get some more speed out of this scrape.

You're going fast enough now.

Do you want me to get out and push?

I think we can persuade Miss Braganza

to tell us where the formula is once we're at sea.

- Tell 'em to get under way. - What about Benny and Doris?

We've waited long enough, if they're not here

it's unfortunate for them.

If the formula is not in the cabin, it must be on you.

No.

You've exactly one minute to give it to me.

Otherwise, I should be forced to take it from you myself.

By the same method you used on my uncle and Mr. Denison?

If necessary.

[tires screeching]

Let down the hatch!

Hey, get the spring, man!

'Take off the bowline.'

'Make fast everything, on deck.'

- Look, they're sailing off. - Yes, we're gonna stop them.

We can't take care of them alone. Let's wait for the cops.

We don't have the time. Come on, let's go.

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

It's the Falcon. He is coming aboard.

Falcon?

[music continues]

[splashes]

[music continues]

I think you'll want this man.

Louisa, where are you?

[thudding]

Oh, Tom.

We had a little excitement up there.

I am sorry, I did make a mistake.

Is...this a mistake?

You've got a lot of explaining to do, Lawrence.

With pleasure but I think

Sutton's gonna do most of the talking.

- Hey, boss, you alright? - Goldie, you're all wet.

Oh, you'd be too, if you got knocked into the ocean. Hm.

Hey, boss. Look. A finny Denison.

Oh, you should've seen the one that got away!

[all laughing]

[upbeat music]