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The only two fighters to win three different titles were...

...Ruby Bob Fitzsimmons and Henry Armstrong.

ln baseball, who holds the record for the most stolen bases?

Maury Wills holds the modern record, but the overall record...

...is held by Harry Stovey of Philadelphia. ln 1888 the man stole 156 bases.

All right, in football...

...what were the names of the Four Horsemen of Notre Dame?

Harry Stuhldreher, Don Miller, Elmer Layden and Sleepy Jim Crowley.

The only two fighters....

Heavy's Pool Hall, Heavy speaking.

-Springy? -Yeah?

-You seen McCoy today? -No, he ain't been in yet, Heav.

Robert Mitera holds the record for the longest hole in one.

Try the shamus at home.

535-0184.

Yeah?

6:30.

What is your address?

Where the hell is that?

Westchester?

Are you sure you got the right McCoy?

All right, you pay for the car rental, right?

All right, 6:30.

Oh, 'morning.

Hi.

You want some coffee with cream and sugar?

Do you have any saccharine?

l don't have any cream and sugar.

-You know what? -What?

Well, l never slept on a pool table before.

l told you to put your feet in the side pockets. lt keeps them warm, you know.

ls that what you meant?

You know, and l kept on thinking you were some kind of foot freak....

Listen....

-Alice. -Alice, yeah.

lf a cat comes around here, you let him in. All right, honey?

What kind of cat?

Just a cat, you know. Like a little cat.

l hate cats.

Well, how could you stand them?

He just stands me. You understand? l don't stand him, he stands me.

Give him something to eat, all right?

All right, yeah. l will.

Where is the fire?

-You know what? You're terrific. -What?

Yeah. Well, you're not so bad yourself.

You be out of here by 12:00.

-All right. -See ya.

Get down!

Stay, Lancer!

lt's okay now. You can come out, Mr. McCoy.

-l'll just stay in the car. -But Mr. Hume is expecting you inside.

As long as Rin Tin Tin's around, l'll stay in the car.

Suppose l take him down to the kennel?

Good thinking.

Heel.

-Mr. McCoy? -Yeah.

Please come in. Mr. Hume is expecting you.

This way, please.

Come in.

Thank you for coming, Mr. McCoy.

Are you a dog lover, Mr. McCoy?

When l see dogs like that, l get very emotional.

-Emotional? -Yeah.

They scare the shit out of me.

Marvelous.

Tait, take Samson back to the kennels.

Come, Samson.

Come, Samson.

Come in, Mr. McCoy. Have a seat.

Can l offer you something? A cold drink? lced tea?

No, thank you.

Very well. To business then.

Mr. McCoy, what do you know about me?

You know, l was thinking about that on the way out here.

''E.J. Hume, now what the hell could he want with me?''

Maybe advice on his diamond mines or his oil wells.

You have a delicious sense of humor.

What can l do to help you?

Very good.

l like that.

Last Sunday, burglars broke into the Lanvan Jewelry Company.

Took millions in cut and uncut diamonds from a supposedly impregnable safe.

Very professional job.

The police had just about established that Victor Pappas...

...a well-known man in his field, was the key man in the burglary...

...when he turned up dead.

Heard of him?

-Yeah, the guy was burned, right? -Right.

Now, l want to find out who killed him and why.

And l want to know fast.

Why?

l'm the Lanvan Jewelry Company. Those diamonds are mine.

Tried the police?

My people are in touch with them. l doubt if it'll do any good.

They must have been insured.

Those diamonds belong to me.

l want them back.

Find Pappas' killer and you'll find the diamonds.

Are you sure you wouldn't like some iced tea?

No, thank you.

Why me? There are a lot of other very high-class detectives around.

Why would you pick me?

You were not the first idea that came to mind.

The second?

The fifty-third.

The next time, lie.

Two reasons:

One, Pappas was a Brooklyn boy, and you're a Brooklyn detective.

Two, the price is right.

You can use the cash, and l like to work with people who need my money.

lt gives me a trump card.

You think you can buy me?

l'll give you $10,000 to come up with the killer or the diamonds.

$5,000 now, $5,000 more on delivery.

You just bought me.

l want a report every day, understood?

Understood.

Any questions?

No questions.

l'm relying on you, McCoy.

You'll be seeing me.

-Now l understand why you wear that jacket. -ln winter we wear overcoats.

You can hang beef up in that joint.

-l've seen the horse run before. -l don't need your suggestion.

You've got a diseased mind. You wouldn't know a winner if you fell over one.

-You don't know a winner. -Will you look at it. He's due to pop.

-Will you stop? Look. -No. You are the worst.

Don't do that.

Split and take yesterday's suggestions with you, you creep.

l don't need a partner in a pool hall.

-Who is this from? -Mama.

She wants to know what night you're coming to dinner.

-ls Vinnie here? -Upstairs. Where else?

Tell your mama l love her.

-McCoy, what do you say? -No, Sal. l got a hangover.

ln 1952, ''English'' Sammy Marxon scored 200 consecutive bull's eyes...

...throwing a 10-inch butcher knife at 50 yards, left-handed.

The record stands.

-Kid's got a nice stroke. -Yeah. He could be a good one.

ln 1924, ''Tight Pockets'' Maxie Braunschweiger ran 124 straight in one pocket.

Good old Max, the German.

l'm glad you talked to him--

l want you to check up on a man named Vic Pappas.

Big Vic Pappas? Pappas worked on the docks.

-No, l want to know who hit him. -lf l knew who hit him--

Also a man named E.J. Humes. Did you ever hear of him?

-E.J. Hume, credited to be one of-- -Not the usual crap.

E.J. Hume, in 1942, made.... Not the usual crap.

l can handle that.

l'll see you later.

Come on with that damn thing, it's not a church.

-My mother's.... -Yeah, yeah.

l have statistics that prove that 90 percent of guinea cops are lousy crap shooters.

Who the....

Please, stop. l got the worst hangover.

-lf you were married-- -lf l was married, l'd be home with my wife in bed.

Well, up yours.

What's happening with the Pappas case?

Who wants to know?

-l have a client. -You got a client?

l got a client, yes.

-Who? -Who what?

Who what? Who's the client?

-lt's none of your business who my client is. -Well, then read about it in the papers.

Vinnie...

...come on, you help me, you help my client. Give me some information.

We don't know a damn thing.

-Nothing? -Honestly.

l can't get over you going legit.

l'd be better off shooting pool full time. l'd make more money.

l know a couple of hustlers down there who wouldn't mind that either.

Take care.

The way you deal....

-Hi, Mac. -Sit down, Mac. You got a buck?

-l got a buck. -For a buck, l'll let you in.

Cheapie game.

That's only the beginning. You didn't tell him the rest.

Some of the details, we got some surprises for you.

-Do you feel lucky? -l always feel lucky.

The cards are hot.

You guys hear anything on the Pappas burning?

Make it $25.

What is the proposition, McCoy?

Big shot. l bet it all.

Mac, how much money are we talking about?

-We're talking about $100. -That's not enough. At least a deuce.

All right, Rock, a deuce. Make it good, go.

The broad with Pappas, her old man's pushing for Big Macio.

Shooting Galleries, 34 South Street, apartment two, down by the docks.

-Name is Johnnie Brosten. -Johnnie Brosten.

-Yep. -Well, is that it?

-That's it. -What about Pappas?

Nothing.

-ls that all l get for a deuce? Come on. -Nothing. No talk.

Somebody big has put the lid on tight.

All right, Rock.

McCoy...

...that Johnnie Brosten is a junkie. Watch yourself.

Thanks, Rock.

Yeah?

Big M sent me.

He said l could feed my arm here.

Just a second.

Don't move, you son of a bitch. Don't move or l'll cut your head off.

Open up, Johnnie.

Get them out, Johnnie.

Everyone move.

-Tell me about Vic Pappas. -l don't know.

-Tell me. -l don't know anything.

You don't know anything?

Tell me!

l never even knew him.

No, wait, wait!

lt's true. l never even saw him.

My wife worked at this...

...joint as a bookkeeper.

What joint? What joint?

Riveredge Export. lt's on Front Street, down at the docks.

That's all l know. Honest. Honest!

That's all.... l didn't even know that they were making it.

l swear. That's all l know.

Try Riveredge. Don't.

Or John Bolton. He'd know. He was Pappas' pal.

Where do l find him? Where do l find him?

He works at the Health Club...

...in the Village East, Broadway.

ls that it?

On my dead mother, l swear.

Take anything you like.

-l bet you thought this was a sweat box. -That's what l thought it was, a sweat box.

Good food. lt'll make you healthy.

-You've been eating a lot of fat? -Yeah. Enjoy yourself.

...lifetime batting average was 369.

Stanley Ketchel, the ''Michigan Assassin,'' had 85 lifetime KOs...

...and would not pass up a bribe for the tank shot.

McCoy, say hello to my friend Marvin, the waiter.

-Mr. Shicks. -Hi, Marvin.

-Rare or medium? -Marvin, rare, double vodka, no ice.

You got something for me, right?

l got good news, and l got bad news.

Give me the bad news.

The bad news is the information faucet is really turned off on the Pappas thing.

-Give me the good news. -l got your message, and here l am.

-That's wonderful. -Thank you, Marvin.

Heinie Manush and Goose Goslin never played ball together, contrary to belief.

Marvin.

Where's Bolton?

See those guys hand-wrestling at the bar?

The guy in the T-shirt, that's Bolton.

l predict he will be pinned in two minutes, he's pitted against Big Felix Montaigne.

-Felix who? -Felix Montaigne, football player, was tight end.

Ex-all-American, ex-all-pro, till he busted his knee.

-What did l tell you? -You were right.

-Thank you. -Marvin.

''Strangler'' Lewis...

...had 125 consecutive pins in 1936.

-What does Bolton do? -Bolton's a bouncer, and he loves his work.

All right, l'm going to get a closer look at Bolton.

You work on Victor Mature's leg.

-You creep, l saw that. -Who did that? Did you pinch me?

-Pinch you? -ls that the way you get your jollies?

Me? l certainly did not. l got a drink in one hand and a briefcase in the other.

How could he have pinched me? He had something in both hands.

He put it down, grabbed you, picked it back up.

-ls that the way you get your jollies? -lt certainly is not.

l should have met my friend someplace else.

-Didn't we meet in a massage parlor? -You're a very disturbed man.

l am. You disturb me a great deal. l think l'm in love with you.

-l don't want to be pushy, but l love you. -This guy bothering you?

Outrageous!

-Look, the Health Club is here. -ls everything all right here?

-Yes, everything is just fine, thank you. -Sorry.

Do you mind holding this?

-You like it? -Marvin.

Onni Savi, the ''Finn Fantastic'' skied 190 miles without stopping in 1966.

Keep the change, Marvin.

Keep digging on Pappas. l'm going to check on Bolton.

McCoy, the guy likes to hurt people.

Onni Savi?

Who the hell is Onni Savi?

Thank you. What time does this place close, honey?

-2:00 a.m. What do you have in mind? -Thought we'd do some skin diving.

Bring your snorkel.

You make me so sick.

Miss?

Just a moment, please. l'll be right with you.

-You got today's newspapers? -Yeah.

Anything else?

-You don't carry Ring Riders in there? -No, we don't.

You're a healthy devil, aren't you?

ls there anything else l can help you with?

Well, l was just looking for something to read tonight.

You got any suggestions?

Well, how about the new Walter Hill novel?

No, l don't think so. What are you reading now?

Well, currently, l'm just finishing Hoffnung und Sorge.

By Karl Jaspers.

-You know that? -l read it.

Do you know Die Unauffindbaren by Ernst Kreuder?

-l know it very well. -l can't wait to get into that.

Do you fool around?

l've heard a lot of approaches.

You certainly don't have a problem being direct, do you?

Well, l'll tell you, somebody as pretty as you are...

...they've heard every line there is, you know.

Well, you didn't get a body like that overnight.

Did you?

No.

Thank God.

lf you ever want the Melbourne Gazette or the latest...

...Kennels and Paddocks, you know where to find them.

l'll make a point of it.

Move it.

Come on, move it.

Who killed Pappas?

Are you a cop?

Who killed Pappas?

l don't know. l swear to God.

Are you and him partners?

No.

No bullshit. Come on!

Look, l don't know who killed him.

l just introduced him to some people is all.

What people?

-They'll burn me. -What people?

Montaigne.

-Felix Montaigne? -Yeah.

Hey, you!

Your life ain't worth spit.

-Heavy, is Springy around? -No. No calls.

-You want some coffee? -No.

What the hell is that?

l lent a guy a fin and he gave these as collateral.

What do you think? Do they do anything for me?

Yeah. You look like a faggot movie star.

Thanks.

-Tell him l want to check up on that guy. -Felix Montaigne?

Yeah. Have him call me first thing in the morning.

Sure.

Hey, feet off the table.

You're going to beat the shit out of me, right?

That's right.

-Can't we talk this over? -You talk too much, McCoy.

-Get him up, get him up. -Hold him up.

Forget Pappas.

You understand? Forget Pappas.

Hey, McCoy, it's me, Springy.

lt's unlocked.

Hey, where you been? l've been calling you for an hour.

l've been out.

You could give a guy a call, tell him where....

What are you doing in the tub?

l'm taking a bath.

Taking a bath with your clothes on?

Saves on a laundry bill.

Give me a towel.

And a shirt.

-Where? -Over there.

ls this one all right?

Yeah. What about Pappas?

-Hey, you're walking funny. -Yeah.

So why are you walking funny?

l'm in training. l want to break the world's record for walking funny.

Now what about Pappas?

l can't find out anything about Pappas. Every drifter l mention him to, comes up with a zero.

l've gone up to a C-note. Nothing. No takers.

What about Felix Montaigne?

Like l told you, Montaigne, football player, right? Ex-pro...

...ex-all-American--

Yeah, you said that.

Anyway, three years ago, the guy retires from pro football...

...takes a job as Vice President with Riveredge Export. One year later--

-Wait a minute. Riveredge Export? -Yeah.

Down by the docks?

Yeah. 23 Front Street. Does that ring a bell?

Yeah. Pappas and his girlfriend worked there.

Come on, help me with this shirt.

One year later, the guy buys complete ownership...

...and becomes President of Riveredge.

The guy is unmarried, lives with his sister, a big-time model, Alexis.

56 Sutton Place South.

The guy is a big spender.

-ls that it? -Well, yeah, you want more?

Yeah, l want more.

How does an ex-jock get the money for Riveredge Export, and what does he export?

Okay, l got it.

l'll find out. And l'll keep checking on Pappas.

We're really into something big now, huh?

Listen, if anything happens, you get out.

Yeah.

You hear what l'm saying? lf anything happens, you get out.

Okay.

You don't think we're getting into anything too big?

No.

Hello.

l'm an old friend of Mr. Montaigne's. l'd rather not be announced.

-l'd kind of like to surprise him. -The name, sir?

-Mr. Green. -Thank you. Penthouse A, sir.

Thank you.

Well, hello.

-You must be kidding. -No, l'm not.

-Did you follow me last night? -No, ma'am.

How did you get past the doorman?

Charmed him. Charmed the old boy right out of his socks.

You're selling door-to-door today?

-No. My name is McCoy. -Mr. McCoy, l have some advice.

-You better go downstairs or l'm going-- -l'm a private detective.

You are something.

Yesterday a pervert, today a private detective. Mr. McCoy, l'm....

-What do you want? -l want to see Felix Montaigne.

l want to ask him some questions. He wasn't in his office.

No, he doesn't work on Saturdays.

Maybe l can answer some questions for you. l'm his sister.

Yeah, maybe.

Can l come in?

Thank you.

-Mr. McCoy, would you like to follow me? -What?

-ls Felix in some sort of trouble? -Nope.

l just want to ask him a couple of questions.

Felix, this is Mr. McCoy.

He's a private detective. He wants to ask you some questions.

Hi. How do you do?

What can l do for you?

l want to ask you about a former employer of yours named Vic Pappas.

Who do you work for?

Well, that's privileged information.

Look, what can you ask that we haven't told the police already?

Well, maybe nothing.

But it might help me out a lot, if you don't mind.

Okay.

-Drink? -Yeah. Vodka, no ice.

Our records show Pappas came to work for us about six months ago.

Warehouse man. Rated: hard worker.

Attitude: excellent.

Habits: excellent.

Terry Brosten came to work for Riveredge three years ago.

Bookkeeper. Rated: excellent.

Quiet, neat...

...one of our best employees.

No, we did not know they were having an affair.

Yes, we did know Pappas had a record. But at dockside, that's no big thing.

-Thank you. -Anything else?

John Bolton. Do you know him?

The bouncer at the Health Club?

-Yeah. -Yeah, what about him?

Did you know that he and Pappas were friends?

-John Bolton and Pappas? -Yeah.

No, l didn't.

l guess that's all.

-Good. -Thank you.

l'll show him out.

One more thing.

Are you the sole owner of Riveredge Export?

l got a partner.

-What's his name? -Privileged information.

-Lovely apartment you have here. -Thank you, Mr. McCoy.

Reminds me a great deal of mine.

l see the cops are still using the same high-powered...

...scientific methods of gathering information that have made them famous.

-When in doubt, ask the family. -Do you know this comedian?

-Angie and l were dancing partners in fifth grade. -Always welcome at Ponte's, McCoy.

-ls the big man in? -ln the kitchen.

l was just telling Angie...

...that we figure it's somebody in the service tied up into the Pappas killing.

-No one else could get near a flamethrower. -lt's the same thing l--

Let's go see the Doctor.

Gentlemen, welcome.

McCoy.

How's your mother?

She passed away, last year.

And you, Dottore?

l survive. lt's not easy, you know.

Come.

-Gentlemen, why don't you have some lunch? -l don't think so, Dottore.

Come on, have a glass of wine. McCoy?

Gentlemen, tagliatelle verdi all'amatriciana.

Afterwards the aragosta...

...and to make life complete...

...un buon Verdicchio to bring out the flavor.

Buon appetitol

Now, how can l help you?

The Pappas case.

-Anything we should know. -Angie?

We don't touch it. Not our style.

Dottore...

...last night l got worked over by a couple of professionals.

They did a hell of a job on me.

l was wondering if maybe you might know who they were.

We have no quarrel with you, McCoy.

lf our boys see you, you don't eat...

...or walk...

...or shoot that beautiful pool.

Check the torpedoes for McCoy.

Dottore...

...but we are running into a stone wall on this Pappas thing.

People downtown, they're pressing me.

l know you two since you threw a rock...

...through the window of my brother Giuseppe's fruit store.

You were wild boys.

l was amazed the two of you stayed out of jail.

And now you're standup citizens.

This could only happen in America.

So l'm going to tell you a little story.

lf a person...

...any person...

...fools around with things that shoot and explode...

...things their own government won't touch...

...this person has a very good chance...

...to wind up doing a permanent back-float in the river.

Gunrunning, munitions.

l was only telling a story.

Pappas stole diamonds, not guns.

Diamonds can be insured, books can't.

-Books? What do you-- -l've said enough.

-Do you know Felix Montaigne? -Yeah.

-He's got a very pretty sister. -No kidding?

He also knows some tough boys who visit at night.

Well, l thank you for the information, Dottore.

For the old days, and the old neighborhood.

-You're not going to eat? -l have a previous engagement.

-Where you going? -You stay and eat.

Yeah. Mangia, mangia.

Selling door-to-door now, are you?

l need to talk to you.

-How did you get past the doorman? -Okay.

Are you going to invite me in?

l'm sure that l was rude this morning, and l apologize.

Yes, you were.

-Charming apartment. -Yes, it is.

You want a drink? lt's over there.

Hey, that's a terrific idea for a bed.

-And that's where you keep score. -As a matter of fact, yes.

McCoy, l want to hire you professionally. Are you available?

-What have you got in mind? -Felix, my brother.

l want you to follow him or whatever it is you do.

-You want an egg? -No, thank you.

l want to know where he goes, what he does, and who he talks to.

-Why? -ls it necessary for you to know that?

-Can't you just do your-- -lt is necessary.

-What seems to be his problem? -l don't even know that there is a problem.

l'm worried about him because he's been behaving very strangely lately.

-Ever since the Pappas killing? -Even before.

He is a changed man, you know. He's jumpy, he's irritable.

When l walk into the room, he breaks off telephone conversations.

He never used to do that. You see....

-What are you going to do with that? -That is club soda.

-lt holds the eggs together. -You mustn't do that.

-What do you mean? -You can't put club soda in it.

That makes them very runny.

-My sainted mother taught me that. -Your mother taught you that?

Who's your brother's partner at Riveredge?

l don't know.

-You don't know? -l don't know.

Felix was a big football star. You know how it is with big football players?

A lot of people want things. You know what l mean?

No.

-Do you want this job or don't you? -Go on.

One of these men, and l don't know his name...

...gave Felix the money to buy Riveredge.

Look how pretty they are. Cheese?

-No. -Sorry.

-How are they doing financially? -Profits are up 30 percent since Felix took over.

-What do they export? -Well, what do you mean?

l mean, what do they export?

Munitions? Arms?

l don't.... l don't know. What does that have to do with anything?

Anybody at their warehouse on Sunday?

Not that l know of. Why?

Your brother mention anything about a special book?

No. What book?

-l don't know. You know what? -What?

You got a great lower lip.

l get $75 a day, plus expenses.

Three day minimum, half in advance. lt's $112.50.

All l have is $85.

We could work the rest out on the pool table.

-You know what? -What?

l don't like your mustache.

You want me to call you a cab?

lt's not necessary. l'm parked right in front.

Am l going to get a daily report?

McCoy, come on out.

Make it easy on yourself.

There's no way out.

All right, l'm coming out.

-He's not on it. -What do you mean he's not on it?

Get out front.

There he is.

ln a contest for the world bantamweight crown...

...one Vic Toweel knocked down a Danny O'Sullivan...

...a record 14 times in 10 rounds.

Mr. O'Sullivan then retired.

Son of a gun! Gin.

December 2, 1950, South Africa.

-You look awful. -Thank you.

Any calls?

A guy called 15 minutes ago. l told him you weren't here, and he hung up.

How about the back room? You want to get a couple of hours of shuteye?

No, l'm going home.

-You have got something for me, right? -Wrong.

l can't even rouse the guy that's the janitor at Riveredge.

lt's embarrassing.

l've got to know who put up the dough for Riveredge Export.

-You understand? -l can't promise you anything.

You are worthless to me, totally worthless.

l'm not. l'm not looking for any medals on this one.

Listen to me. Listen.

Can you make a phone call?

-You call Vinnie. -Lieutenant Promuto.

-Tell him to go to Riveredge Export. -23 Front Street.

Tell him the joint is full of military hardware and a stiff.

A stiff? lf there's a stiff in this, l'm not--

Do it!

Don't you ever go out and fool around?

McCoy?

Yeah?

lt's Alexis Montaigne.

-What do you want? -l want to talk to you.

Are you alone?

Yes, of course.

lt's unlocked.

McCoy?

Aren't you overdoing it a little bit?

-Hello there. -Hi.

What do you want?

Well, you said that l was going to get a daily report.

And you didn't call, then l tried to call you and couldn't get you...

...and so l came over here to get it.

-You came out here for a daily report? -Yes.

l don't work on Sundays, lady.

You don't work on Sundays?

Nope.

l have hired me a detective who doesn't work on Sundays.

l'm a very religious person.

How about a little light, or does your religion forbid that, too?

Well, l would prefer candles. Since you're a nonbeliever.

-What did you expect? White tie and tails? -All you need is a cape and a whip.

Sure you have all the protection you need there?

You know what New York streets are like.

l don't know, she doesn't look like she needs any protection.

She's an ''A'' protection, she's flat-chested.

Well, what a pretty cat. Hello, cat. What's your name?

Cat.

Cat. That makes sense. He belongs to you?

Well, we share the same apartment.

-lt looks like you. -Yeah, a little.

Hello, pretty cat.

This is a very important confession, and l don't want you to laugh.

When we were making love, l had this tremendous urge.

Well, l wanted to see if my legs would fit in the side pockets.

My feet, so l could keep them warm. l think it's nutty.

You, too?

Well, l'll tell you. l got this....

l got this friend of mine, his name is Springy.

He's a funny little guy, red hair. You'll meet him.

He's got a photographic memory, see?

He remembers all kinds of things. Statistics and stuff, you know?

You know what he told me?

He said that any woman...

...who has a secret urge to stick her feet in the side pockets...

...is sexually frustrated.

That's me.

-That's me. -That's you?

That was me.

Yeah?

Yeah, Heavy. Go.

Well, you tell Mr. E.J. Hume that l won't go up to Westchester tonight.

Tell him, if he wants to see me...

...l'll meet him in your place at 10:00 in the morning...

...and then hang up on him. You got it?

Thanks, Heav.

-You sure are tough. -Yes, l am.

Tough man.

You know him?

-Whom? -Not whom. Hume.

-Hume? -E.J. Hume.

The E.J. Hume? The multi-millionaire?

-You met him, right? -No, never met him.

-No? -No.

-What about Felix? He ever met him? -Not that l know of. Why?

-You sure? -Yeah, l don't know him, why?

Tell me a little bit about your brother.

My big, adorable, handsome brother.

Don't you agree with that?

l don't know, l mean....

We've been very close for a long time.

Our folks died when l was 12 and he was 8.

He helped me through a bad marriage and a divorce and everything.

lt was really hard for him when he tried to give up football.

He tried hard to find himself, and he did.

He's done crazy things, but he's still a good guy.

-Will you kiss me? -That's your....

What are you doing?

Got to work my way through the brush to get to the picnic grounds.

He's in there.

He's got help.

Well, the Brothers Grimm.

Mr. McCoy, you have quite a flair for the melodramatic.

Thanks.

Nice place for a meeting. Dirty, hot....

The last time, l froze my ass off.

This time you sweat.

Mr. McCoy, when you accepted this assignment, you were told to report each day.

And l didn't.

Well, l'm off this case.

You see, l never really was on it. Not the real case.

Was l?

Here's your money back, minus $400.

Expenses.

l'll see you around.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. l haven't said you were off the case.

l'm entitled to know what you've uncovered up until now.

You're entitled to nothing.

Nothing!

You got a complaint, you take it up with the State Board of Licenses.

And one more thing.

l want to apologize in case l lose my temper.

Because if l do lose it, l'm going to kick the hell out of somebody.

You have a very refreshing sense of humor.

All right, you're off the case.

l never lose my temper...

...but if l ever should, l want to apologize.

-Nice friends you got there. -Yeah, beautiful.

-Vinnie been looking for me? -No.

-Did Springy check in? -Not yet.

When he checks in, tell him the deal's off.

And tell him to stay here. l'll call you in an hour.

Got it.

-l don't believe we've been formally introduced. -Shut up, smart ass.

l want to show you something.

Hey, fellow, hold it a second.

Oh, my God!

We got a guy. Sector car made him running a red light...

...about a half a mile from here.

There was blood on his jacket.

Anything?

He's a clam.

Hey, man, let's see your pretty face.

Come on, turn, look.

Do you know him?

Watch him.

You know him, don't you?

Okay, last night you have Springy call me and run me out to Riveredge Export.

Guns, munitions all over the joint, he said, and a dead body.

You know what l found? Nothing.

That's right, a great big naught.

That damn watchman thinks l'm a nut.

-You want to tell me about that? -No.

Who the hell do you think you are?

Do you think this is some credit checkout some shyster lawyer throws your way?

You try to take this alone, and you'll end up in a bag, too.

-Hello. -Where's your brother?

l don't know. He hasn't been around.

Don't give me any crap. Now where is he?

l haven't seen him since last Saturday.

Now, would you care to tell me what's wrong?

You remember that little redheaded guy that l told you about? Springy?

Yes.

They found him this morning. His throat was cut.

Oh, no. l'm so sorry.

What does that have to do with Felix? l mean....

You don't think that Felix had something to do with that?

You bet l do.

Well, you're wrong. Felix wouldn't have anything to do with that.

l busted into his warehouse, opened some crates. You know what l found?

A dead body with a bullet hole through the head.

A dead body?

That's not all.

-lllegal military hardware, machine guns. -What does that mean?

l don't know what it means. How the hell do l know what it means.

Did you ever hear of a Lieutenant Colonel C.C. Hardcore?

Of course. He has dinner here all the time.

He and Felix have business dealings together, so we have to entertain him often.

He's a weird man.

-When was the last time you saw him? -l don't know.

They talk on the telephone all the time. They make dates.

-You got his phone number? -No.

l don't know. Maybe Felix has it in his book.

Will you see?

-Here it is. -Will you call him?

-l don't see what this has to do with-- -Will you call him for me, please?

Tell him Felix is out of town.

Tell him you're calling for a very good friend.

-Colonel Hardcore, please. -Tell him the friend's name is Burns.

Colonel Hardcore, please. Alexis Montaigne.

You have to see him right away.

Colonel Hardcore.... You are very sweet.

Colonel, Felix is not in town. Now, he's away, but...

...a friend of his has arrived unexpectedly, and Felix would like you to meet him.

-Tonight? -Now.

No, you see, my friend is very anxious, and he'd like to come out now if that's possible.

Burns.

Oh, that's terrific!

We'll be right there. Thank you.

-Mr. Burns? -Yeah.

The Colonel's been waiting. Right this way.

-You stay here. -l want to go with you.

l know you do, but stay here anyway. Sit.

Thank you.

Colonel Hardcore.

That was the last real war.

Now, what can l do for you, my boy?

-Well, l represent a-- -Well, you saw action, did you?

Which theater?

Korea. Airborne.

-ls that right? -Yeah.

You one of them glamour boys?

-Tough, wasn't it, son? -Yeah.

l was with old Georgie Patton himself, in the Third Army.

l kept the tanks moving come snow or mud.

Georgie used to say:

''When l die, l'll go to Heaven...

''...because l've already been to Hell.''

Yeah. Colonel Hardcore.

Colonel.

l represent this group of people who are very interested...

...in making a bid on some of this surplus material you have here.

Felix Montaigne told me that you were the man that could get the job done.

Let's move out.

Yes, sir. l'll check the files immediately. Right.

-My dear Alexis. -Colonel Hardcore.

Honored to see you again.

lt's nice to see you, too.

What we have here is two-inch armor plate!

We're talking dual-operating, synchronized, self-feeding, .50-caliber machine guns.

We're talking about a 90-millimeter, tank-armor-piercing gun...

...with a range of up to seven miles. How's that for kill power?

Talk about speed. Top speed: 45 miles per hour.

Four-wheel drive, full threads, electric fan, air conditioning...

...all included as standard equipment. Come on.

Now this little baby right here...

...the newly-developed, armored personnel carrier.

Designed to transport 12 persons and a driver.

This unit is amphibious, and can cross inland, lakes, and streams.

-Terrific. -Closest thing to a masterpiece there is.

How much does one of these babies cost?

$65,000 per unit.

For an APC?

Accompanying ordnance with commensurate prices.

lt's the only way.

-Well, that's a little steep, Colonel. -What?

-l said, that's a little steep. -This is war material, boy. Not no....

You sure you're on the level?

l'll let you in on a secret.

-l've been approached before-- -You've been had.

The cops know about Riveredge and about the guns.

Your brother promised me this wouldn't happen.

Now you got one chance. You'd better make a deal.

-You promised. -Tell me about that code book.

He said this would never happen. Now, he promised.

What are you doing?

Halt!

Pull over! Halt!

Halt, damn it!

Will you let me out of this truck?

Hang on!

Somebody's coming.

Halt! Stop!

Hang on!

Here's the keys to my apartment.

When you arrive call Lt. Promuto, Brooklyn West.

Tell him to go to E.J. Hume's estate. He knows where it is. You got that?

Wait. l haven't got any money or anything.

-Here's a subway token. -Subway token.

Take a cab.

Drop it!

Kick it over here.

Put your hands over your head.

Over there against the fireplace.

You, too, ape-shape.

Don't misunderstand this, McCoy.

Sit down.

Put your hands on the desk.

What have you been beating up on poor Felix for?

You could've left him in this room. He'd have froze to death.

This man has confessed to instigating the murder of Pappas and his woman.

He has admitted to the murder of Amos Ryan, sergeant, U.S. Army flamethrower expert.

Mr. Montaigne has told us where the stolen diamonds were hidden...

...and we've recovered them.

-l'm prepared to give you the agreed upon fee-- -Let me ask you something.

How long has Felix been here?

Since yesterday morning.

ls that right?

Get out of there.

lf he's been here since yesterday morning...

...then you must have given the order to have Springy's throat cut.

Now you get me that code book.

Samson!

l gave you a chance to save your life, Mr. McCoy.

But you're a persistent man.

-What do we do now? -Just proceed with our plans for Felix.

Only now we add Mr. McCoy to the festivities.

l got a lot of friends that know l'm here.

Yes, but l doubt they'll ever find you.

Samson!

What the hell is going on here?

Get the dogs separated!

-Where's McCoy? -He went through the woods.

You idiot! Call the gate and tell them to lock it.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Lieutenant Promuto, E.J. Hume. -l'd like to contact my lawyer.

There's a cabinet behind his desk.

ln it you'll find that code book the Dottore told us about.

l have a right to talk to my lawyer, mister.

Sergeant...

...give him his rights, call his lawyer, book him.

You look a mess.

l don't feel so good either. l'll see you.

Mac, you coming for dinner?

Hi.

Did you hear about Felix?

Promuto called.

l'm sorry.

Coming back?

l don't know. Not right away.

l....

l don't want you to go out of my life.