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We'll be at the airport
in about twenty minutes.

That'll put us in Las Vegas
about two-thirty.

Mm-hmm.

We're going after Granger,
aren't we, lieutenant?

That's right.

What's the charge?

Murder.

What happens
to a guy like Granger?

I don't know.

Too much ambition, maybe.

Too many brains working
in the wrong direction.

Or maybe it's glandular.

Step on it. We're late.

Pete: Carter wanted to talk.

But what could I tell him
about the real mal Granger?

And I knew him better than most.

He was in the racing
wire service racket.

But he started out
just like anybody else.

He wasn't a criminal.

He was just a guy working
for the telephone company.

I just wish I could lay my hands on
Don ameche for a while.

I'd teach him to invent the telephone.

Hey, you know, I've always
had a secret desire

to cross up a few of these wires.

Get all the wrong people
talkin' to each other.

Mmm, might be interesting at that.

"Oh, lady, lady!"

What are you so quiet about?

Bessie's sick again.

Every time we get almost caught up,
one of the kids gets sick. Kablooey.

I don't see how you do it.
Take care of a wife

and a couple of kids
on our dough.

I can't even handle myself
on that chicken feed.

It's tough, mal.

If it wasn't for a couple of bets
now and then, I'd never make it.

Here.

There's twenty bucks
that's not working.

No thanks, mal. If I need it at the
end of the week, I'll let you know.

By the end of the week I may not
have it. You better take it now.

Gee, thanks, mal.
Tessie's gonna love ya for this.

Yeah? My bookie's gonna hate me.

- See ya at lunch.
- Right.

- Forget about those daily doubles, bud.
- Thanks!

- Bill: Say, how about mine?
- Hello, bill.

6.40 and 12.30.18.70 I owe you.

Well, finally.

Stick to me, kid, you get
nothing but winners.

Ah, that was yesterday.

- Hi Jack.
- Hi chippie. 22.

Oughta start breaking for you soon.
A guy can't play tough luck all the time.

I'll believe it when you
begin to pay off.

Ah, it'll be a pleasure. Here.

Scratch sheet on the house.

Some nag in there
might really pay off.

- Hiya, chippie.
- Hello, mal.

- How's the bankin' business?
- Fine.

All right, how much do I owe ya?
And slug me gently, will ya?

Forty even.

You oughta start playing
some chalk horses.

Too many of those long shots run out.

I don't get any bang out of those
even-money payoffs.

For me, it's boxcars or nothin'.

'Course this week it's nothin'.

But, if you can carry me
to Saturday, little man.

Sure, mal, anytime.

You know me, chippie.

I don't see why a guy like you
should always be broke.

Why, if I had your...

Hey...

How about havin' a
cup of coffee with me?

Well, you're buyin', I hope.

- Sure.
- All right.

- Two coffees.
- Right.

Say, um...

You wouldn't wanna carry me
for another five, would ya?

I like big day
in the sixth at longacres.

- Big day?
- Yeah.

- 10 to 1, huh?
- Yeah.

It ain't the money, mal, it's just that
he don't look so good.

All I can lose is five bucks
and if it wins, I break even.

How about it, chippie?

Five straight on big day.

You know the only good thing
about putting the bets on these?

I don't get indigestion swallowing them
every time a cop walks in.

You know, kid, if I were you,
I'd lay off the races.

That's the sucker's end of the racket.

All right, so maybe
I lose a good customer.

But you're the kind of a guy that's
always on the prowl for a fast buck.

And you're not gonna
make it off the ponies.

How do you know? I might hit a streak.
Other guys have.

You're still taking the odds, mal.

You oughta be able to turn a buck
on the side if you really need money.

Lend me a nickel, will ya?

Here you are working for peanuts,

when you got something up there
that's worth a million bucks.

Yeah?

Anytime you figure a way I can
put it in the bank, I'll believe it.

You could be rolling in dough.

You've got a know-how of
telephones and electronics

that's worth plenty to the right guy.

Dames, clothes, automobiles.

You could have anything you wanted,
kid, if you knew the right guy.

You said that before.

I know the right guy, mal.

He needs help.

So why shouldn't you be the guy
that makes the buck?

His name is Vince Wallace.
He runs the tri-state press.

I'll give you a run down on him
in a minute.

I want to get your bet in
before post time.

Hello, moe? Chippie.

What's post for the
sixth at longacres?

4:20?

Five to win on big day for mal g.

Yeah, that's all.

Well, now that I owe you another fin,
I guess I have to listen to you.

All right, what is it that I've got that
this Wallace can't leave alone?

This tri-state outfit
is a wire service.

It furnishes bookmakers with
all the dope for every race.

Direct from the track.

Would you like to see how
the other half lives?

Yeah.

Mal: Hey!

Are they kiddin'?

- Hello, Jake.
- Hi.

Brought a man
to look over the furnace.

Okay.

Two on top. Four and ten.

I tell you the wire broke down.

Can I help it if we were late
with the prices?

Nothing but beefs.

Half the time, that rummy
out there is so drunk,

you don't know what race is going.

- What can I do for you, chippie?
- Nothin'.

Maybe I can do somethin' for you.

- This is mal Granger, Vince Wallace.
- How are ya?

Mal's with the telephone company.

He's smart and knows electronics.

- Telephone company, huh?
- Yeah.

Well, I'm glad to know you, Granger.

- Can I buy you a drink?
- No thanks. I don't drink in the daytime.

- I get into enough trouble without it.
- Don't let him kid ya.

Aside from iikin' the ponies,
mal's a steady citizen.

I'm glad you came, Granger.

- Ever seen a layout like this before?
- No.

I'll show you around.

A bookmaker can't exist
without race results.

Right now, the only wire service
in town is my outfit.

You see that telegraph key?

That's the backbone
of the whole racket.

You see, my
wire service is legitimate.

There's no law against selling
this information to anybody.

Those guys are talking to
bookmakers right now.

That's where our dough is.
We charge them plenty.

They get a running description
of everything

that's taking place at all the tracks.

The last odds, jockey changes,
scratches, post and off time,

the actual running of the race,
and the results.

All with split-second timing.

Of course, some of the tracks
don't help us any, but...

We've got ways of getting
the information out,

- whether they like it or not.
- I get it.

But if it was my outfit, I wouldn't
wanna rely on a one-lung setup like this.

- Too many things could go wrong.
- You're tellin' me!

Come on back to the office a minute.

Close the door, chippie.

What I wanna do is expand.

That's where the real gravy lies.

Let me show you something.

Right now, there isn't a bigger outfit
in this whole state.

So, the first guy that comes along
and gives bang-up results

is gonna make a hatful.

There are hundreds of bookmakers
in every one of these towns.

Los Angeles, San Francisco, Oakland,

Sacramento, stockton,
Fresno, San Diego.

Are you really hep to electronics?

I know what I'm doin'.

What I need is a way to
distribute my information

all over the state at the same time.

Well, it would cost you dough,
but you could do it.

Did you ever hear of relay amplifiers?

Relay amplifiers?

Yeah, that's a new gadget was
developed so people in different cities

can listen in to a telephone
conference at the same time.

Could you set one up for me
so it would work right out of la?

Oh, sure.

You could run wires right out of this
basement to any city you wanted.

Then the bookies in the other cities
could get the results

just like the guys
in the next room here.

Good.

I'd get rid of that telegrapher and
set up a teletype system.

Then you have a guy at a microphone
broadcast the results,

just like a regular news broadcast
from a radio station.

Get the equipment,
and set it up for me like that,

and it's worth $125 a week to you.

Just as technical man
to keep it running.

I'll make it a hundred and fifty.
Is it a deal?

I always knew there was some way
to beat the races.

- That'll do for now.
- Good.

One of you guys better count
your fingers. Hello, chippie.

Sorry to be late, Vince. There was
a little trouble at the bank.

- They didn't like some of those cheques.
- More bum cheques, huh?

Mal Granger, Trudy Maxwell.

- How are ya?
- Hi.

He's going to put in
a few improvements around here.

You mean like fresh air?
I'm beginning to feel like a termite

working out of this basement
all the time.

Yeah, you could stand
a little air conditioning.

When I have time, you might give me
your ideas on the subject.

My, you've got a new approach.

First guy I ever met that made
air conditioning sound like etchings.

I've got things to do, mal

you'll start work tomorrow, huh?
The faster, the better.

You can say that again.
Nice to have met you, Vince.

It was my pleasure.

Good bye.

- That's a good dinner, ain't it?
- These steaks are delicious.

And to think, three hours ago
I was a wage slave.

- You oughta get rid of that.
- Uh-uh.

I still can't figure out why you
quit the phone company.

Well, honey, I got to thinkin'.
Are telephones here to stay?

Sure, they're here to stay. And you
were doing fine with the company.

I was already beginning
to make a few plans.

Yeah? What kind of plans?

Well, you know. I thought
maybe after your next raise...

Honey, there's nothin' wrong
with your plans.

- You just got the wrong guy.
- What do you mean?

Well, you just hang on to
your plans, baby, but let go of me.

Chippie:
How are your plans... for tonight?

Hey, what are they doin' here?

Excuse us.

This is another one of Vince's angles.

He runs a cheque cashing service
for bookmakers.

He's sharp, all right.

I'm telling you right now,

I won't discount any more
cheques at the old rate.

If you wanna duck income tax,
you get eighty cents on a buck

- for every stiff and no more.
- It's not that, Vince.

He can't keep up those payments
on the 3,000 you advanced him.

It ain't my fault, mr Walters.

I only borrowed that dough 'cause
I went overboard. I couldn't pay off.

So what? I want my dough
and the interest.

If you can't keep up your payments,
I'll cut you off the service.

If you do that,
I'm out of business.

I gotta have that service, mr Walters.

If you could only
give me a little time.

I'll give you one week.

- Thanks, mr Walters, thanks. I'll...
- Get out.

For ten per cent interest,
you have to expect a little trouble.

We got 3,600 in stiffs yesterday.

Yes, but you can't make any dough
playing handball with rubber cheques.

I wanna see a girl about a boy.

I was feeling a little cornyjust now
and couldn't resist coming over

to tell you what a small world
I think it is.

Oh yes, you're the
new little boy we hired

to string wires up around the place.

That's right. I'm also
very good at filling in

when people's dates don't show up.

- Mine always do.
- Oh, I'm sure they do.

But I thought maybe
you had a daughter around my age.

What do you want?

Well, we're getting up a game
of hopscotch tonight, and

could you play on my side?

Vince:
You're wastin' your breath, Granger.

Trudy's all business.
Believe me, I know.

- You sound like an adding machine.
- Hello, mr Walters.

I, er... I only dropped over
because I had an idea.

Chippie tells me that Trudy
works the races for ya.

And I thought maybe I oughta go
out there with her and, er...

See just what the setup is.

You can do that later.

For the first few weeks you're
gonna have enough to do

wirin' up that new system.

Well, I'm, er... I'm glad
we had this little talk.

How are you, lieutenant?

Lieutenant: Hello, Wright.

Thanks for requesting me
for your squad.

- Sit down.
- Where do I start?

You have a reputation of being a guy
that nobody can approach.

That's why I asked for you when
they gave me the gangster squad.

You can start by checking up
on the bookie racket.

They've been having things
their own way too long.

There's one outfit in particular.

They call themselves the
libertt finance company.

That's all we have on them so far.

Pete: There was enough
there to convince me

that the libertt finance company

was the front for one of California's
largest bookmaking organisations.

We didn't know then that
Vince Walters' tri-state wire service

was actually behind it.

And that mal Granger
was the technical brains.

His improvements ran the daily take
up to staggering figures.

Man: Three... twelve... fifteen...
Fifteen... four on the bottom.

They're on the track in Chicago
and ready to go.

- Where's Vince?
- In mal's workshop.

Man: And there they go!
They're running in Chicago at 3672.

It's a switch on those
walkie-talkie radios, huh?

- That's right, in miniature.
- If it works.

It'll work. He receives me
through this hearing aid, see?

And the amplifier and microphone
become a transmitter,

and that's how he gets back at me.
Now, his cane here serves as an aerial.

Pop, just keep that ring
right on the metal band, will ya?

Now, the only trouble
we might get into

is if a federal monitor car
picked up his frequency.

Then they could triangulate the beam.
How's it feel, pop?

Fine, fine. However, I must say

that I feel utterly ridiculous
being wired for sound.

Still the erector set kid, huh?

Well, why work when
electricity'll do it for you?

Couple of things it hasn't
been able to do for me.

Mal wants to try out this new
gadget today, Trudy.

I thought maybe you'd better take him
out to the track with you.

Show him how you work.

Things have been getting
a little hot out there.

It'll be my pleasure.

Madam.

Eight on top.

Twelve.

Two and a half.

Eight.

Two.

And twenty on the bottom.

All set, pop.

Let's test it once
from the grandstand.

Officer, can you tell me
where the coffee shop is?

- Right over the grandstand.
- Thank you.

Why, I say, officer.

You're just the man
I was looking for.

My eyesight isn't too good.

I wonder, could you give me
the odds on this race?

Sure. Number one, 8 to...

Number one, 8 to 1,

number two, 12 to 1,

number three, 5 to 2,

number four, 5 to 2,

number five, 8 to 1,

number six, 2 to 1,

number seven, 20 to 1.

- Thank you, sir, thank you.
- Don't mention it.

This is the life, Sonny.

You put horses and radio together,
what do you get? Nothin' but money.

You mean Vince has got it.

We're just a couple of hired hands.
I don't see him cuttin' you in.

That's because I'm the shy type.
I haven't asked him yet.

When the time comes,
he'll put out.

About time for
those dogs to get going.

Hey, they got Trudy.

The pigs just grabbed her.
They're takin' her away.

Hey, pop, take over.
They just pinched Trudy.

Sonny.

You see, child? You're dated.

From now on, the wire service
is strictly Superman stuff.

Vvhathappened?

Oh, they gave me the old heave-ho.

Warned me never to darken
their track again.

I guess that washes me up.

You don't know anybody who needs
a slightly used signaller, do you?

I'll put an ad in the paper for you.

I'm afraid I'm
too much of a specialist.

Guess I should have married the boy
whose father owned the supermarket.

Uh-uh. I'm allergic to that word,
if you don't mind.

- Supermarket?
- No, marriage.

Makes me break out in a rash.

Well, don't worry. I won't be around
long enough to start you scratching.

Maybe you oughta stick around.

Maybe we can find
something else for you to do.

- We?
- That's right, we.

You sound like someone
who thinks he's going some place.

Well, I'm not
the one to brag, but, er...

Why don't you stick around
and find out?

Might be interesting at that.

Look, ma, one hand.

Mal:
Keep calm, little man. Keep calm.

Vince: You sure it's
all right to try it here?

Suppose the cops saw us?

All we're doing is using
their wire fence for an aerial.

If it works here,
it'll work at the racetrack.

This is a low frequency
transmitter, Vince.

I'm savin' it for the day they
crack down on pop.

With the dough I put into this stuff,
I could own a radio station.

With the dough you're makin',
you could buy a network.

Let's have your leg, chippie.

Hope you don't get electrocuted.

Chippie:
Always kiddin'... I hope.

Hey, what's that?

That spring needle
sets up the circuit.

The wires on your leg run
to a low frequency carrier transmitter.

The batteries are
right in that case.

Now, we put this telegraph key
in your right pants pocket.

- Uh-uh. I'm left-handed.
- All right. Your left pants pocket.

Now, all you gotta do is
make like a telegrapher.

Come on.

Now...

When he leans against this wire fence,
he's a walking radio station.

Of course, at the track, he'll have
all of these gadgets under his clothes.

Vince: I still don't get
all of this electrical stuff.

What I wanna know is,
how do we pick him up?

Well, that's what
we got the car for.

It's rigged to pick up his signals.

The car keeps circling the track
while he broadcasts.

Then they phone the dope to you.
Wanna try it, Vince?

Let's go.

Sure got the angles, mal.

If it was anybody but Vince,
he'd give you part of the take.

He'll cut me in, chippie.

I got him by the
short hairs right now.

I think they're ready.
Start sending.

Here's hoping.

Don't worry. It'll work.
Believe me, I know.

I was down here myself and
tried it last night. Come on.

Mal:
Nice wine, nice lunch, nice girl.

Nice day.

That seems to cover everything.

What's so special about today?

I don't know.
Days are like people. They, er...

Have a kind of personality
of their own.

Take today, for instance.
Now, I like today.

Any reason?

I got a hunch it's liable to be
lucky for me.

Yep, I think today's my lucky day.

Excuse me.

Mr Granger, something's
gone sour at the track.

The wires have gone dead.
Every book in town's been calling.

Even I can't get through to
Vince's phones. They're swamped.

You know, I've been afraid of
something like this.

Well, I think things'll just
have to work themselves out.

- But, mr Granger...
- You heard me.

This wouldn't have anything to do with
being your lucky day, would it?

Like arranging to have pop picked up?

Now, why would I wanna do
anything like that?

You say the fcc picked him up?

Well, hold everything.
I'll get Granger right on it.

He's got another way of
handling the track.

Where's mal?

He took Trudy to lunch
over at the blue boar.

- Get him on the phone right away.
- Yes, sir.

Man: Wire's down.

Wire trouble. Keep it closed.

Rocco? Put Granger on.

Mal, what kind of an outfit d'ya think
I'm running around here anyhow?

Get over here. We're in trouble.

You'd like it better
if I came there, huh?

Why, for two cents I'd...

All right. I'll be right over.
Wait in Rocco's office for me.

Well, get it up. We've got
a lot of work to do.

You've got to get a man out to the track
with that new equipment.

They knocked off pop today.

You can quit shouting, Vince.
I heard you.

But maybe you didn't hear me right.

I'm not taking the new stuff
out to the track.

So that's the way it is, huh?

Okay, I'll get somebody else
to take it out.

Not with my equipment, you won't.
I've already taken it out of the shop.

- What?
- Yeah, I know, I know.

It was your money, but it was my
brains that made you that dough.

You think you can hijack me,

just because I gave a
telephone company sucker a break?

Get smart, Vince. Ever since I hooked
up your outfit all over the state,

you've been rolling in cabbage
and I know it.

Your take is five times what it was.

But to keep it that way,
you gotta keep me.

And if I don't?

I've handled guys like you before, mal.
You better think that over.

I don't have to.
You never got rid of anything

or anybody that could
make you a buck.

You know, with that new equipment,
I can get a lot of guys to finance me.

Your books are gonna be
iookin' around for a new service.

So, as of right now,
you're out of business.

What do you want?

20% of your take
from everything.

Well, that still leaves you 80%.

That's better than 100% of nothin'.

Okay.

Thanks.

Hello, Syd? Mal.

Hey, er... you know that new show
down at the biltmore?

Yeah. Any chance you can get me
a couple for tonight up front?

You can?

Oh, that's swell, thanks.

Nice guy, that Syd.

Pete: During the next three months,
the gangster squad knocked off

all the bookies it could find.

But they popped up like rats
in another hole.

By then, I knew the only way
to drive them out of business

was to crack down on the
tri-state wire service.

But, so far,
they were within the law.

One thing I was certain of.

The bookmakers were paying off
to the service at a drive-in.

We had these small fry
marked for arrest,

but it was the big shots
we were after.

I staked out the place for a few days
looking the boys over.

And I found that mal Granger was
beginning to throw his weight around.

- Chippie: Lemon.
- Mal: Yeah.

Chippie: Apple?

Hello, red. Here you are.

Things are goin' all right
with you guys, huh?

Stick with us and every night
will be Saturday night.

- So long, fellas.
- Right.

We couldn't make it any faster
if printed this stuff ourselves.

You picked a winner the day
you tied up with me, chippie.

You said it.

Just think, you wasting your time
with the telephone company,

me foolin' around
with two-bit book.

Where is it?

It's kinda light.

They hit me again yesterday, mal.
Two grand.

I had to pay off right then, or else.

That's your tough luck.

You better have the rest of
what you owe Walters in here.

Plus the interest.

Do you think I like
owin' him money?

Tell him I'll try to make
the rest of it next week.

No soap, weiss.

You get it up by
three o'clock this afternoon,

or you're outta business.

Walters'll be waiting for you
at the office.

I want the dough, weiss,
and I want it now.

You've had five months
and you still haven't paid off.

I've done the best I could.
But at 10% interest I...

I only got a little book,
mr Walters.

You haven't got that now.

You're through, weiss.

You can't do that.

I got a wife, two kids.
I gotta keep goin'.

You can't do that!

Oh, why don't you
watch what you're doin'?

A wife and two kids, huh, weiss?

There are a couple of boys in town
I might speak to about them.

How would you like to have the wife
and two kids worked over, weiss?

You can't do that.

I won't let ya.

I won't let anyone!

He got right past me. Went right...

Somebody better call an ambulance.

He won't need an ambulance.

Well, weiss was found a suicide
in his car on Kingsley road, Granger.

Maybe that's why
you don't wanna talk.

Can I help it
if weiss bumped himself off?

I told you he was crazy
when he was in the office.

He even took a shot at me.

Why did he come to your office?

He wanted to see Walters
aboutaloan.

He said his book had been hit
and he needed some money.

From what his wife tells us,
you were already bleeding him.

He'd been paying
Walters off for months.

Look, I don't know anything
about that. I just work there.

What's the gangster squad
have on Granger?

Not too much.

The word's around town that he owns
a piece of tri-state himself.

We saw you talking to weiss
this morning at the drive-in stand.

- What was that about?
- Nothin'.

He just asked me
when he could see Walters.

That's all for now, Granger.

If I want you again, I'll call you.

Pete: Granger!

With Walters gone, it looks like you're
gonna be mr big over at tri-state.

If you're smart,
you'll get out now.

You know,
they all end up like Walters.

Quite an improvement for a guy who
didn't even have a change of overalls.

Yeah, you like 'em?

All depends what you're
gonna put inside of 'em.

What kind of crack is that?

Just wonder if you're
the same guy I used to know.

Just the same except for money
in my pockets instead of wire,

tailored suits instead of overalls.

Well, I hope you and your wardrobe
will be very happy.

Look, on the way out,

tell the cook to send me some
orange juice and coffee, will ya?

Yes, master.

Have you an appointment?

Mr Granger's only seeing
bankers these days.

What's eating her?

I used to think you two would
cook up a little deal between you.

Trudy's pretty sold on you.

I know, but that's not for me.

Some guys were meant to be single.

I hope I never fall in love, chippie.

It's only asking for trouble.

That love business is
strictly storybook stuff.

What I got to tell you
ain't no storybook stuff.

The bookies are screaming about
you hikin' the price of the service.

They say you're murdering them.

They can afford it.

They gotta deal with me
or they're out of business.

Why should I give those guys
a free ride?

Look, mal, I ain't forgetting
all you done for me,

but somebody's gotta tell ya.

Maybe you're getting a little too
successful for your own good.

Right now, you've got all of California
tied up and everybody knows it.

Get too big, and those big guys
from back east'll move in.

You know what that means.

Relax, will ya? I'll do the
worrying for this outfit.

Maybe that's one thing
you never thought of.

Maybe I'm big enough
for the big boys.

Pete: Mal didn't know it,

but the national syndicate
was already eyeing his operation.

Their headquarters was in
an office building in Cleveland.

They had impressive offices,
and they should.

Last year, more than $8 billion was bet
with bookmakers in this country.

More than the combined earnings
of 25 of our largest corporations.

And the national wire service got
a big slice of that $8 billion racket.

Ghastly stuff.

If I hadn't picked up this duodenal
worrying about our affairs,

I'd be able to eat like a man
instead of a kitten.

Well, what about Jake Miller?

Anyone looked over
the Florida accounts?

I have.

He was knocking down on us, all right.

Took us for $43,000,
entering bets on winners for himself.

Oh, that's bad, very bad.

When a man can't trust
his own clients...

How long has he been with us?

Five, six years.

He's been screaming ever since we
cut ourselves in for part of his book.

That's unfortunate.

Particularly so
if word got around

that he took this money
without any retaliation.

Some of the other bookies
might get the same idea.

Are we agreed?

All right, Steve,
I'll leave it to you.

You know some people
in Miami, don't you?

What does he get?

Why, er...
I think he's a very sick man.

I don't believe he'll ever get well.

I'll see that he doesn't.

About California, Carl,
I have the data on Granger.

Now, Walters was knocked off
about a year ago,

and Granger took over
the tri-state service.

This year, he'll clear
about a million two.

Mmm. Well, that isn't so much.

I though the whole state
was dancing to his tune.

Well, it is,
but this is piker stuff.

This is just the take from
the wire service alone.

Now, if we were
to move in on him,

set up a whole operation.

That would be a nice venture.

I've always thought we should do
something about the pacific coast.

You know, it's ridiculous
that this syndicate

has never gone past Kansas City.

What would you suggest?

Well, let me look Granger up.

Nothing too exciting. Just a little
suggestion he might find it more...

Profitable to come in with us.
That sort of thing.

Very good.

But I've already
had Granger looked up.

I'm sure that you'll show him
that, in the long run,

no one man has ever been able
to keep the, er... wire service

as a personal enterprise.

By the way, I...

I'm leaving for palm Springs
myself next week.

Why don't you go down ahead
and, en"

look Granger over?

And, Larry...

Take the wife along.

She might like southern California.

How long have you been here?

About two hours.

Why do you suppose I've been
sitting here with you that long?

Well, maybe because
you sort of like me, and...

I kinda like you.

- That's what you think, is it?
- Well, I...

Well, I'll tell you the truth.

All day, I've been feeling like a rat.

For a long time,
I've been feeling like a rat.

This afternoon, I felt like
talking to somebody

who spoke my own language.

And that's you.

A great, big,

good-looking rat.

You, er... need another drink?

Who doesn't?

You know, you're
going to get a great shock

when my husband shows up.

He's even a bigger rat than you are.

You're a little tight.

But very sweet.

And you haven't got a husband.

- Larry: Hasn't she?
- Darling.

This is my husband, Mr...

I'm sorry, I...

I didn't get the name.

You never do.

Er... if you'll excuse me.

You oughta pick 'em
a little tougher.

The one I have is tough enough.

How'd the meeting go?

Is Carl still living on milk?

Carl's all right.

Maybe he sees a lot of things I don't.

How'd you like a little trip
to the coast, baby?

I'd love it.

I've always wanted to live
in Beverly Hills.

Hello, Tim. What's the matter?
You still look down in the dumps.

Yeah, and for good reason.

Things ain't so good
with some of us boys, mal,

not since you upped the prices.

Ah, go on, Tim, you're doin' fine.
You can afford it.

They tell me you're mal Granger.
I'm Larry Mason.

- Could I have a word with you?
- What are you doin' way out here?

- Came to see a ball game.
- Well, hope you enjoy it.

I also had another reason
for coming out.

I thought maybe you and I
might have a little talk.

Well, that's a long way to come
without being sure.

You should have written me first.

The mail belongs to the government.

I don't trust much of my business
with the government.

How about
watching the game with me?

I'm sorry, I got some
people inside waitin' for me.

- What about after the game?
- I got a date.

What have you got against
talking things over?

Nothing, except I already know
what you're gonna talk about.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.
- That's all right.

- Well, are we going, or aren't we?
- Gail, this is mal Granger. My wife.

- Hello.
- Well, hello.

Sure you won't change your mind
about joining us?

She's very pretty, but I already told you
I got people inside waiting.

What about cocktails tomorrow
at my place?

I'm not too far from poverty
to accept a free drink. All right.

Seven o'clock.
I'll give you the address.

Don't bother. I knew when you
got in town and where you're living.

See you tomorrow.

Oh, er...

- Nice meeting you, mrs Mason.
- Thank you.

Nice layout you got here, Larry.

You must be figuring on staying.

Been thinking some of going
into business out here.

Win anything on the game last night?

I don't gamble anymore.

Why should you when you
already got a sure thing?

While I'm here, I'd like to look over
that setup of yours.

I hear that for
an independent operation,

it's right up to the minute.

For a guy that's only been in town
a couple of days, you've heard a lot.

Thanks, I don't show it anymore.
It's top secret.

No reason why it should be, is there?

After all, I'm in
the same business myself.

We might compare methods.

As a matter of fact, I might even
have a proposition for you.

Thanks, I'm not in the market
for any propositions right now.

I like things the way they are.

A man never lost any money
just listening.

Could make him a wad of dough,

and save him a lot of trouble
at the same time.

If you don't come in with us,

you might run into
some other outfit

that wouldn't be so co-operative.

Really? I thought your syndicate
was the only one

big enough to operate on that scale.

But you're wasting your time.

If you wanted to talk business,

you should have sent Carl Stevens.

I only deal with the top man.

Well, I'm not exactly
an office boy myself, you know.

But, if that's the way you feel...

Must you two
talk business all evening?

Tell me about palm Springs.

Larry and I are going down there
this weekend.

Well, there isn't much doing there
now that the season's over,

but if you want a lot of rest
and some sun...

Not too much rest.

I like to keep moving, don't I, Larry?

It's all we've been doing
since we were married.

Don't have a chance to think
too much then.

Maybe that's why she
keeps me broke buying clothes.

Just something to do.

Carl's down at palm Springs right now.

Why don't you come down with us
this weekend and meet him?

Perhaps mr Granger wouldn't like it.

With the season over, he might not
find anything interesting to do.

Oh, I don't know. I think I might
find it very interesting.

Things have been a little bit dull
around here anyhow.

Maybe I'll take you up on that.

Sure you won't have something, Gail?

Nothing right now, thanks.

More medicine.

I don't know how you two
can just eat like that.

I've taken the
very best of care of myself.

And that's my reward.

I haven't had a decent night's sleep
since I got here.

Maybe you're taking on
too much business, Carl.

You oughta take it easy, relax.

We're always geared
to take on more business.

Carl: Oh, now, Larry.

Mal has every reason to wonder
at our sudden interest in him.

- Haven't you, mal?
- Hmm?

Carl:
It is attractive here, isn't it?

Yeah.

Mal, you should think
about going in with us.

We don't want to move in on you.

We want to cut you in
as a full partner.

I'm not interested in
getting any bigger, thanks.

I like things the way they are.

But you might run into trouble
at any minute.

We're prepared to handle that for you.

Like the law, or...

Some undesirable element
wanting to cut in.

We can handle that.

Give you and the service
full protection.

I haven't had any trouble so far.

But if it comes,
I think I can handle it.

Carl: It's more than giving you
just protection, mal.

It's cutting you in on profits
that you never dreamed of.

Suppose something went sour
here on the coast.

You'd be getting a share
from our other outlets.

You might well call it an annuity.

What is your offer, anyway?

A very handsome one.

You would still retain
a half interest in tri-state,

and also receive a fair share of our
profits throughout the country.

Now, if you have an attorney
that you'd care to consult...

Thanks, I'm my own attorney.

I'll think about it.

I'm gonna get cleaned up.

I'll see ya.

I wouldn't be too hasty.

Things are working out
exactly as I planned.

- That's plenty, Mac.
- Yes, sir.

- Here you are. Keep the change.
- Thank you, sir.

A girl could get awfully drunk

looking in every bar
around town for you.

Anything wrong with that?

Is it all right if I sit down?

Why not?

Have a drink?

I'll have a double.

Double what?

Double yours.

- Hey, Mac.
- Yes, sir?

- Do it twice.
- Okay.

You must like this stuff.

No, not especially.

I like what I see
in the bottom of the glass.

Oh. Getting away
from it all, huh?

Just from myself.

Let's dance.

Sure.

The boys seem pretty certain of me.

They decided long ago.

What about you?

Well, you could've saved yourself
a lot of trouble.

I've already decided
to go in with them.

How could that save me trouble?

Well, this is all part
of the build-up, isn't it?

Beautiful girl, soft music,
hard drinks.

Oh, sure.

I'm the prize you win if you throw
the ring over the right peg.

Yeah?

I don't know if I can afford
to buy a chance.

Or do you give 'em away?

Gail, wait a minute.

I was out of line.

Gail, please.

I had you figured all wrong.

I'm sorry.

We all make mistakes.

Anyway, I did tell you that
I'd gone out looking for you.

And there is a guy named Larry.

Let's call that my mistake.

My big one.

You know,

you don't look as though you...

Well, as though you...

Belong to a big shot in the syndicate?

Yeah.

What do I look like?

Oh, like someone who went to
one of those smart girls' schools.

You know, belong to the
country club set.

I did.

Until I met Larry.

Innocent young girl taken in
by smooth-talking stranger?

No, I knew all about him.

But, you see, I'd never known
anyone like him before.

Probably would have gotten over it
if my family hadn't raised such a fuss.

Is this really important to you?

You're important to me.

Come on.

Hiya, Pete.

- Whaddaya know, George?
- Nothin' much, Tim.

Say, Tim, what's this all about?

I don't know but I don't like it.

Why should Granger bring
all the bookies together

unless he's gonna slip us
some more bad news?

He picked a good place
for it, all right.

A gasworks, yet!

- Hiya, mal.
- How are ya?

Hiya, mal!

Sorry to be late, men,

but I got tied up in a meeting
with my new partners.

That's right.

That's why I called this
meeting here today.

Right in the same gas house
where Vince Walters

first organised the tri-state
wire service.

Now, we've all come
a long way since then,

and we're gonna
go a lot further.

I just made a deal with
the national press service.

How do ya like that?

- Right in the neck.
- Mal: That's right, the big boys.

Carl Stevens, Larry Mason, Joe gish

and Steve marshak.

Now, this is Larry Mason
standing right over here.

He's gonna tell you what
the new deal's all about.

We want all you boys to get together
in a little protective association.

We've got some trouble
coming up here,

and the syndicate's
prepared to handle it for you.

It'll take a little juice,
a little money in the right places,

but we'll see that you get
a buck's worth of protection

for every dollar you put up.

And, by forming
a protection association,

we can handle it
in a businesslike way.

With our money?

Suppose we don't wanna join?

You'll change your minds when
you've heard the play-by-play.

I don't know if you men know anything
about the politics in this state,

but if you don't, you should.

Right now up in Sacramento,
there's a bill to iegalise bookies.

If that happens,
we're all outta business.

The state'll be taking our gravy.

Now, we've not only
gotta whip that,

but we've gotta outbox the governor's
new crime commission.

Those guys can't be bought.
So, if you wanna stay in business,

you're gonna have to pay for it.

'Cause it'll cost money
for a lobby of our own.

How much?

We're not gonna have any hike
in the price of the wire service.

All we're asking is
20% of every book.

He's out of his mind!
He'll take us broke in no time!

Mal: Now, wait a minute!

Nobody is forcing you to join.

But, if you don't...

The wire service can only take care
of its own customers.

- You can count me out!
- Me too!

I've had enough!

Well, I'm glad to see
the rest of you guys are smart.

I've got all your phone numbers.

If you wanna join up,

let the men at the door
know as you go out.

Press the buzzer, pop.

- Marshak: Get outta here, all of you.
- Gish: Scram. Make it snappy.

You're not gonna get away with this!

Pete:
The bookmakers were no match

for the strong-arm tactics
of the hoodlums.

To stay in business, they had to
submit to every demand for tribute.

The west coast soon became
one of the syndicate's richest assets.

Mal Granger had come a long way
from the telephone company.

Here, you can take care
of these things for me.

I gotta go over
to the masons anyway.

You don't spend much time
on business anymore.

Why should I?
The business takes care of itself.

And, I've got you to count up
the money for me.

That's what I have been doing, mal,
and it doesn't add up right.

Well, add it up again.
Maybe you misplaced a decimal.

Or somebody else did.

You're supposed to be getting
a 50-50 break, aren't you?

That's right.

Well, the syndicate took over
$600,000 last month.

You got $146,000.

That's not even 70-30, mal.

Let me see that again.

They wouldn't do that to me
in my own town.

Wouldn't they, though?

Remember they insisted on
having their own runners?

Where did you get those figures?

The bookies trust me, mal.
They wanted you to see them.

They figured if you knew you were
being taken like they were,

you'd do something about it.

Well, I'm going to have a long talk
with somebody right now.

Do you think she could
do anything about it?

What do you mean, "she"?

That's not the only trouble
you're in, mal.

Larry Mason isn't exactly stupid,
you know.

You're a little outta line,
aren't ya?

I know, kid.

He's not the same guy.

But maybe he'll come around.
It's worth waiting for.

Do you wanna lay odds on that?

Hiya, mal.

Look a little different, don't I?

The boys did a good job on me.

I guess I have to learn the hard way.

Mal, if you could stake me to a fresh
bankroll so I can open up again,

I'll go along with you all the way.
Will you give me a chance?

You had your chance, Tim.
You better get yourself a new racket.

I got troubles enough of my own.

I'm sorry, Larry, you'll just have to
play golf without me.

I don't feel athletic today.

Maybe you'd rather go down to Malibu
and build sandcastles.

That's right, make yourself
right at home.

- Or maybe you didn't come to see me?
- I came to see you, all right.

I got a message for both you and Carl.
You can get yourselves a new partner.

Well, you sound like things
are tough all over.

- Better let me buy you a cup of coffee.
- Never mind the coffee.

Larry: All right, what is it?

Mal: You know what it is.

My agreement called for
a 50-50 cut out here.

Well, I got the figures that prove that
all I'm getting is about 30% to your 70.

There are certain expenses
we have to allow for.

And what if the figures
don't all check out?

As it is, you're averaging
$45,000 a month more

than you were you when
you came in with us.

I don't care what I'm averaging.
My agreement was for 50-50.

I don't get it, I walk out.

Well, it'll be interesting
to watch how you do it.

I've seen a few people try,

but somehow, they just
never seem to make it.

No, mal, you're in.
You came along for the ride,

and I'm afraid you're with us
to the end of the line.

You better have that coffee.
You look all upset.

What's the matter, darling?

Something's been
bothering you, hasn't it?

It's funny.

I was supposed to be a smart girl.

Play everything for laughs.

- Now I'm frightened.
- Of what?

What might happen to you.

Nothing's gonna happen to me.

I'll play along with these jokers
until I can grab what they owe me.

Then we'll light out for keeps.

Nobody's ever been able to
walk out on them, mal.

Well, there's gotta be
a first time for everything.

We found that out, haven't we?

Yes.

Pete: He was building up
to the pay-off right then.

All Granger needed was a shove,

and it came a lot sooner
than he expected.

It came the next Friday night
at the legion stadium.

Hello, Larry.

Didn't know you liked the fights.

Me? I'm crazy about 'em.

Particularly when I get in for free.

I found a ticket on Gail's dresser.

Yeah, that's right. She told me
she'd never seen a fight,

so I sent her a ticket.

If I'd known you were coming,
I'd have made it a pair.

Sure you would, mal.

- Peanuts?
- No thanks.

Fights not the fights for me
without peanuts.

Hey, kid in the blue tights
isn't too bad.

Gail woulda got a kick outta him.

Maybe you didn't hear. She had
a little accident this afternoon.

Accident? When? What happened?

Fell down some stairs.

Hurt herjaw and nose.

Got kind of a black eye, too.

Doctor thought she'd better spend
the night in Hollywood hospital.

Stairs, huh? Were you around
when it happened?

What a punch!

That kid's really got it!

Sure, I was around.

I figured maybe Gail was just tired.

Not watching what she was doing.

She's been getting around too much.

Yeah, maybe she doesn't like
the way she's been living.

Maybe that's why
she gets around so much.

Could be.

You've been spoiling her, mal.

Drive-ins, little bars,
places like this.

You shouldn't do things like that
for a dame.

Especially if she
doesn't belong to you.

Nurse: Only a minute now.
I'm to give you a sedative.

Well...

It was a good fight,

but I'm afraid
I underrated my opponent.

I'd like to see him pick on
someone his own size.

No, that wouldn't help.

It would only end in a killing.

If they killed you,
I'd die with you.

I can't stand around
and let this happen.

Every time I'm not with you,
I'll be afraid...

No, mal.

I don't care about him,
or what he does to me.

But I do care about you.

- If anything happened to you...
- What am I supposed to do?

Just sit here and relax?

Right now, we've got to pretend
we never felt this way.

Mal, you've got to keep coming
to the house as if nothing happened.

Will you?

Sure.

Sure, I'll come around.

Maybe things'll handle themselves.

Remember the old gag?

"Time wounds all heels"?

Rocco:
You wanted to see me, mr Granger?

Yeah, Rocco. Sit down.

I was feeling kinda lonesome tonight.

Matter of fact,
I'm feeling very lonesome.

But you have many friends.
Only the other day, I...

Sure, I know a lot of people.

But they're not the right sort.

I need to meet one man, Rocco.

One man who can do me a lotta good.

- Who is this man?
- That's it. I don't know him.

But I need a man for a job.

A tough job.

Surely, mr Granger,
you know many such men.

I also need a stranger.

Someone who doesn't know me,

or anyone in my business.

Well, er...

Maybe you need a new sport coat.

- Sport coat?
- Yeah.

I know a place where the tailoring
is exceptional. The material the best.

A place in Beverly Hills called gizzi.

- Gizzi.
- Gizzi's from Detroit.

He just opened up here.
I know him real well.

His father and my father came
from the old country together.

Gizzi.

Absolutely reliable.

Satisfaction guaranteed.

Just tell him I sent you.

Thanks, Rocco.

If you want something, come back
in an hour. The clerk's out to lunch.

- Are you gizzi?
- Yeah.

I'd like to talk to you about
a special job of tailoring.

I don't do no special jobs.

Everything here is plainly marked.

If you like the price, you buy it.
If you don't, go some place else.

Even a friend of Rocco's?

Rocco, huh?

Mmm, nice goods.

You got a lot of
nice merchandise here.

The best.

You like the way it fits?

Sure, looks good to me.

What's this "special job", friend?

Say...

No wonder your coats are so expensive.

Look what I found in the pocket.

Five thousand dollars.

I like them better with
ten thousand in them.

Then the customer's very satisfied.

Maybe I'd better try on
another coat, huh?

A little cold for you out here, Gail?
Why don't you get yourself a wrap?

I'm very comfortable, thanks.

We haven't all been together
for a long time, mal.

What gave you the idea tonight?

Oh, I thought I'd better let
bygones be bygones.

Besides, I, er...

I could use a little gin money.

Larry: Smartening up, huh, boy?

That's more like it.

I'll still show you that I can
beat you at anything.

Well, I deal.

Just giving him a little break.

Dollar a point?

Don't wanna make it
too tough on you.

But even at a buck a point,
the way you play gin I could retire.

So, I'll help you retire.

I could use a little luck, Gail.

Why don't you sit over here,
next to me?

All right, if you're sure
you want my advice.

Sure, go ahead.

With you kibitzing he's a cinch to
wind up buying me a new car.

If I draw another card like that,
I'll think something's crooked.

You can count on it.

I have to make a living some way.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

- I'm very sorry.
- That's all right.

How clumsy can you be?
We'd better get some water on that.

No, it's nothing, mal.

No, no, come on, we'll fix it.

Stay here.

The first time
it's ever happened to us.

To others, yes, but...

Never to us.

How'd you make out
with the police?

They sweated me for eight hours.

When they found out I didn't
know anything, they had to let me go.

They just told me not to
leave town, that's all.

They even questioned me.

That's bad. Very bad.

The public should never even be aware
that there is a wire service.

Lucky you spilled that drink.

I guess Gail was lucky, too.

- Everyone but Larry.
- Yeah.

Well, I guess you
never know, do ya?

I still can't figure out who would
wanna kill him, though.

Unless it was one of those bookies
he batted around.

I don't think so.
It was too carefully planned.

Well, we still have
our everyday problems.

We'll all have a little talk.
Real soon.

Don't feel that everything
has just ended, my dear.

If the police...

Can't discover Larry's murderer,
we will.

And, when we do,

there'll be another funeral.

Are you sure you've
told me everything?

I thought you were the girl
that knew all the answers.

Please, mal.

I didn't have anything to do with it.

You have to believe me.

Yes, I have to.

I want to, mal.

Come on.

I have to get out of this house, mal.

Every minute is like waiting
for it to happen again.

It won't happen again. Not to us.

I'll find you another place to live.

Maybe you oughta go
to palm Springs for a while.

I want to get away from
the whole business, mal.

Not just the house, everything.

- I just want to be with you.
- You'll be with me.

But I can't cut away now.

They still owe me plenty
from that 70-30 chiselling.

- Mal...
- Six months is all I need.

I'll make those guys
pony up every cent they owe me.

And when you get that,
you'll want more.

Another six months, another year...

But I'd be a sucker to walk out now.

Listen, money's
the answer to everything.

- Is it?
- Sure.

Hello, Trudy.

Chippie said you wanted to see me.

That's right. You haven't
been around much lately.

Anything wrong?

No, not with me.

Nothing wrong
with the business, either.

I'm declaring a dividend.

No, thanks, mal,
I don't want any part of it.

Is that why you haven't dragged down
your last couple of weeks' salary?

That's why.

What for? It's money, isn't it?

This money has a peculiar smell to it.

One I don't like.

Looks like things have changed,
huh, Trudy?

That's right, mal,
things have changed.

Well, all right. Some of the changes,
I'm not so crazy about either.

Maybe it's just some of the people.

Look, you're not nailed to that job.
You can quit any time you like.

That's what I was thinking.
How do you resign around here?

I'll save ya the trouble.
You're fired.

- Any more questions?
- No.

No, I guess you've
answered everything now.

Good.

- Mal Granger in?
- Chippie: Who wants him?

Just tell him,
"the man who sold him the suit".

That's all you have to say.

He's pretty busy.
What do you want?

Like I said. Just tell him
"the man who sold him the suit".

All right, wait here.

Okay, he'll see ya.

How are you, mal?
You're kind of a tough guy to see.

Must be pretty busy these days.

No busier than usual.
What's on your mind?

Well, it's like this...

A man always likes to hear
a good word about his work.

That job I did for you
turned out pretty good, huh?

Everybody says
you're a real big shot now.

A big wheel in the syndicate.

So, I figure a big wheel
has gotta go out more.

To go out, you gotta dress up.

Maybe you need
some more suits, huh?

I got all the clothes
I can use right now.

Say you put up 25 gs
for a new wardrobe.

Then you'd look good
no matter what comes up.

I can't afford it.
It's too expensive.

It'd be a good buy.

I'd like to take a trip
back to the old country,

three or four months,
to see my relatives.

This would be a good time
for me to take a trip.

Good for you, too.

Maybe you got a deal, gizzi.

If you leave right away.

I'll have it for ya tonight.

We better meet somewhere
where we won't be seen.

How about the Malibu pier
at ten o'clock?

Malibu pier.

Ten o'clock.

Hello?

Oh, hello, Carl, how are ya?

Tonight?

Do we have to have a meeting tonight?

All right, if you say so.

Dinner at 8:30. Right.

Carl: I'm glad you were able
to spare us the time, mal.

Yeah, sure.

This meeting concerns you
perhaps more than it does us.

Mal:
What's it all about, anyway?

Larry's death.

We have decided that,
for you at least,

it has come at an opportune time.

We're going to put you in charge
of the entire west coast.

Oh, that's fine.

But maybe I'm not quite ready yet.

I've still got a lot to learn.

Remember me?

The country boy that
got sucked into a 70-30 deal?

We told you that was
for necessary expenses.

You got nothing to kick about.

You'll be getting a part of
Larry's take from now on.

Er... the big problem
on this coast, of course,

is to take care of
Larry's murderer.

As long as the assassin is free,

others might get ideas about us.

Maybe we oughta
let the police handle it.

They at least have got some leads.

It would have a more salutary effect
if we took care of it ourselves.

And I mean to do just that.

What we must decide tonight

is where to start.

Larry's murder was obviously
one of revenge.

Did you make out that list?

He had a little trouble
around Kansas City.

Kelly and roster
both swore to get him.

Uh-huh.

But they didn't.

I've already checked there.

Kelly has been in the hospital
for months.

And roster...

Was in Kansas City
the night Larry was killed.

You know, maybe it was
someone from out here?

Someone he crossed.

It was.

I'm sure of that.

But none of these
local bookmakers

would dare to attempt
such a rub-out.

Unless, of course, they, er...
Hired someone to do it.

And probably someone
from outta town.

There's one guy in la.
Who might handle a job like this.

I knew him back in Detroit.
His name's gizzi.

Carl: But surely there must
be more than one suspect

in a town of this size?

I think we'd better call
all the hoodlums in.

- What do you think, mal?
- Yeah, sure.

- It's a good idea.
- I'll take care of it.

Good.

Then we'll start with mr gizzi,
and, en"

go on from there.

Sorry to have taken up
so much of your time, mal, but...

I hope you realise
that this business is urgent.

Oh, sure, sure.

Good night.

Good night.

- Good night.
- See ya.

Mal: There you are, gizzi.

And take my advice.

Make this a nice long trip.

Think I should?

I got to worryin'
after I left ya today.

What happens if somebody
puts the heat on you?

- Who's gonna protect ya then?
- I will.

You just go and visit your relatives.

Believe me, you need this trip.

I waited a long time.
I can wait a little while longer.

Particularly now I got my eye
on a new business.

Oh, not mine.

- Yours.
- I'll handle it myself.

I don't need ya, gizzi.

I say ya do.

Just a silent partner.

Somebody to look
after your interests,

while you chase around
with that dame of Mason's.

- You leave her out of this.
- After all, she's, er...

Pretty and young.

She might get into all kind of trouble
if you don't keep her happy.

I tell you, leave her out of this.

Kinda stubborn, huh?
Well, get off it.

You can't afford to argue.
Now on, you're cuttin' me in.

I'd have to figure out
how to cut ya in.

And while I was figuring it,

a lot of things might happen.

A lot more'll happen
if you don't cut me in.

I'll give you till tomorrow
to make up your mind.

Tomorrow, see?

I get kinda nervous
when people keep me waiting.

I'll be seein' ya, pardner.

You look sick.

Get me a drink, will ya?

Am I glad you're home.

I tried all over town to catch you.

That cop wants you to call him.

- Pete Wright?
- Yeah.

Wants to talk to ya, tonight.

What does he want?
Where did you tell him I was?

He just said for you
to call him. Period.

I tried to stall him
best I could.

Told him I thought you went
to palm Springs to see Gail.

I'd call him right now
if I were you.

You don't want him coming
around here to pick ya up.

Long distance?
I want palm Springs 23654.

- Hello.
- Hello, Gail?

Oh, mal, I've been hoping you'd call.

Is anything wrong?

I'll tell you about it when I see ya.

But you gotta do something
for me right away.

You know that relay amplifier
I rigged up when I was down there?

The thing I used to keep in touch
with all the offices?

Yes, it's still here, but...

What's all this about?

- Is it Carl?
- Not yet.

But unless you do exactly as I tell ya,
I'm gonna be in a lotta trouble.

Go ahead, mal.

Pick up the other phone,

and call Pete Wright
of the gangster squad

at police headquarters
in Los Angeles.

When you get him, put each phone
in the cradles of the amplifier.

You understand that?

Okay. Call him.

Okay, mal.

Hello, operator.

I want to call Los Angeles.
Michigan 5211, please.

Lieutenant Wright, please.
Palm Springs calling.

Gangster squad, Wright speaking.

Hello, lieutenant Wright,
this is Gail Mason.

Just a moment.
Mal wants to talk to you.

Put the beeper on.
I want this recorded.

Pete: Hello, Granger?

What are you doing in palm Springs?
You were told not to leave town.

Mal: Well, that's what
I'm calling you about.

Gail needed a rest
pretty badly, and...

I thought I could use some sun myself.

So, er... we decided to
run down here on our own.

I thought you'd be sorta celebrating.

Word's around town
you just had a promotion.

How does it feel
having Larry Mason's old job?

You know a lot, don't ya?

Pete: I like to keep tabs on a guy
who's going up in the world so rapidly.

Mal: Thanks.

Don't mention it.
Better stay put, Granger. That's all.

I just wanted him on the record
about taking over the west coast.

Well, we've got it.

It may come in handy
if we ever go before the grand jury.

This coroner's report
doesn't add up at all.

According to him,
gizzi was crushed to death

before he was dumped in the ocean.

No water in his lungs.

The crime lab report isn't in yet.

For my money, it's just another
wrong guy rubbed out.

But it wasn't a gang job.

It doesn't have
the right characteristics.

And he had money on him,
so robbery's out.

I think it was done
on the spur of the moment.

Secretary: I can't get it.

What's the matter?

If it's not bing Crosby,
you don't like it?

It's that one you ran on Granger.
I can't get part of it.

A whistle keeps drowning out
something he's saying.

Let me hear it.
Maybe I can figure it out.

It's right here.

Mal: Gail needed a rest
pretty badly, and...

So, er... we decided
to run down here on our own.

That's some kind
of a streetcar whistle.

Whatever it is, they don't
have any transportation

running right through
the centre of palm Springs.

Mal: You know a lot, don't ya?

Granger wasn't there at all.

But why did he go to so much
trouble to rig up an alibi?

We'd better have a talk with him.

Mal...

Mal, this happened right about
the time you talked to me.

Well?

Did your alibi have
anything to do with this?

You've been around long enough
not to ask questions like that.

Who was he, mal?

How do I know?

Was he the one who shot Larry?

You hired him to kill Larry,
then you had to kill him.

I never thought that you'd...

That I'd what?

- Murder.
- Don't say that. I don't like it!

That's what Larry would have done.

I'm sorry. It'll never
happen again. I promise you.

I just don't want anything
to happen to you.

Nothing's gonna happen to me.

Hello?

Oh, hello, Wright.

Yeah, sure, I'm still down here.

What's all the rush about?

All right.

See you at headquarters,
at three o'clock.

What do you mean you don't know
what that whistle is?

Take another look, Granger.

This is a recording
of a streetcar whistle.

This is a recording
of your phone call.

An identical sound.
A streetcar whistle.

There are no streetcars
in palm Springs.

I still don't know what
you're so excited about.

I've been around electronics, Wright.

You could have butched up
that recording yourself.

It might have been a streetcar
from around here.

They do go past here, you know.

You think of everything, don't you?

But you were framing
an alibi that night.

That cathode ray proves it.

Why should I need an alibi?

You tell us. A lot of things
happened that night,

but only one would interest you.

A guy named gizzi.

The guy who went off the pier?

I never even heard of him.

Now look, if you guys are
gonna drag me down here

- every time you get a brainstorm...
- Pete: We are.

And one of those brainstorms is going
to get you in trouble, big shot.

I have a hunch you got my message
at the beach all right.

But you didn't call palm Springs from
your house. You're too smart for that.

You probably went to the drugstore
and called mrs Mason,

and had her hook up your call.

You've heard of relay amplifiers,
haven't you?

Maybe I have,
and maybe I haven't,

but I'm tired of playin'
truth or consequences

over some stupid train whistle.

Now either book me,
lemme call my lawyer,

or lemme get outta here.

- Okay, Granger, you can beat it.
- Thanks.

But the next time I bring you in,
it's to stay,

so don't get any ideas
about leaving town.

What makes you think
there's gonna be a next time?

Don't worry, we'll be ready
in five minutes.

That's not what I'm worried about.

Well, there's nothing
the matter, is there?

You're going with me?

Of course I am.

All right, you wanted to get away.
Now you're doing it.

Look_.

You know I wouldn't let
anything happen to you.

I tell ya,
I got everything figured out.

If it were only the police, mal,
we'd have a chance.

But there's Carl.

I've seen too many try it, and
I've never seen anyone make it.

Come here, let me show
you something. Come here.

There's $230,000 in cash.

Now, I didn't get that
by being stupid.

And I know where I gotjust about
that much more waiting for me.

And I'll tell ya where
we're gonna get it.

We're going to Las Vegas.

You, me and chippie.

Las Vegas?

That's the last place
Carl will figure.

This is one time I make those guys
pay off every cent they owe me.

Pete: While I was still
trying to hook up Granger

with gizzi's murder in Los Angeles,

he was fixing things for a real haul.

It was a dangerous plan.

But, by now,
mal was too driven to care.

Mal knew which books
the syndicate owned in Las Vegas.

And he was going to past post them.

If he was caught,
he was dead right then.

He tapped the main cables
of the wire service

that led to all the horse par/ours,

and electrically set their clocks
back two minutes.

Then, he stretched wires
into a hotel room.

Between the connections
were tape recorder machines.

By next afternoon,
Granger was all set for the kill.

How do I look?

Hope I look better than I feel,
'cause I don't feel so good.

You look fine, chippie.
Now, you got it straight?

You're to station yourself at the
horse parlour across the way.

When I get the winner,

I'll cut in on the loudspeaker
with a late price change,

I'll use a phoney voice like this.

Flash. The odds
on number three in the seventh race

- are now 8 to 1.
- Hey, that's good.

Now, the number of the horse
I call is the winner.

Then I go sock $3,000 across the board
on number seven in the eighth race.

No, no, the seventh race.
Number three in the seventh race.

- Mal, what if I get it wrong?
- Don't worry, chippie.

It'll be the last time you ever get
anything wrong in your life.

- I hope so.
- Now remember.

It's just the number
of the horse I call,

and the seventh and eighth
races in California,

but you're to make
a couple of sucker bets first.

If I wanna pick a loser, I'll probably
pick a winner. It's just my luck.

No, we gotta build up
a couple of losses

so they won't
think anything about it

when we really start to
chunk it in later.

Okay, get goin'.

I've already told Gail what to do.
Come on.

Tan n oy:
In the third at California,

make the show horse
$2.60 instead of $2.80.

They're nearing the post
for the seventh at California.

Here's a reading.

Here's a reading.

Even money on top.

Twenty, four,

twenty, scratch one,

ten, six,

two and a half,
and eight on the bottom.

Pete: Granger was now ready.

He was recording
the running of the race

on one tape recorder,

and holding up the recorded results
for two minutes.

On the other machine,
he was releasing

the delayed results
to the horse par/ours.

Tannoy: They're off and running
in the seventh at California.

At the quarter,
it's number eight by a neck,

number six by a head,

and number two.

They're still at the post

in the seventh at California.

They're still at the post
in the seventh at California.

Number three is acting up.

Huh, nothin' to it!

Tannoy: In the stretch,
it's number two by a length,

number six by a head,

and number eight
is running third.

Here are the winners at California.

Number two wins it
by three lengths.

They're still at the post.

Here comes a flash.

Here comes a flash.

Number two.

Number two is now 15.

Number two is now 15.

Two thousand across the board
on number two, please.

Yes, ma'am.

Three thousand across the board
on number two.

Just a minute. Ai?

This fellow wants to bet $3,000
across the board on number two.

Tannoy:
They're not off yet at California.

Number two is back to 20.

He's already lost $8,000.

I guess he's trying to get even.

Take it. They're still at the post.

Okay.

Tannoy: They're off and running
in the seventh at California.

At the quarter,
it's number eight by a neck,

number six by a head,

and number two.

At the half, it's number six
by a half a length,

number two by a head,

and number eight.

In the stretch,

it's number two by a length,

number six by a head,

and number eight
is running third.

Here are the winners at California.

Number two wins it
by three lengths,

number six is second,

and number eight is third.

It's okay at California in the eighth.

That's number nine, palermo,

number one, zacapa,

and number three, mirador.

That's nine, one, and three.

Pardon me.

You hit us pretty hard.

I'm afraid we haven't got
this kind of money on hand.

Would you mind takin' a cheque?

You can cash it at the bank
when it opens in the morning.

Guess it'll be all right.

I'll get it right away.

Here you are, chippie.
The hotel paid Gail off in cash.

Did you get rid of those
lines on the roof?

You wouldn't know anybody was up
there. Not even a cigarette butt on it.

All we gotta do is cash chippie's cheque
in the morning and then, darling...

We're retired.

I'm afraid, mal.

- Between the police and Carl...
- It's all over.

We're gonna sink without a trace.

We just lie low at the Boulder inn
for a coupla weeks, and then...

We're off to Guatemala.

Maybe you will,
but how about me?

If they start looking, Las Vegas
will give them all the answers.

- Now, let's not borrow trouble.
- There's only one road outta town.

After they check the railroads
and the airlines...

Chippie, just in case of a tie,
I got a place all picked out.

Yeah, that's him all right.

He didn't say his name was Granger.

He brought in a Cadillac
with a marked-up Fender.

I rubbed it down and airbrushed it
while he waited.

Made it look good as new.

And the paint was identical with
the sample we showed you?

Yeah, Cadillac green.

Thanks. That's all we need.

Let's pick up Granger.

Nobody else has been able
to tell me how my books

were hit for a quarter of a million
dollars in one day, Healy.

- What makes you think you can?
- Nothing, maybe.

But the day it happened, I saw
chippie Evans cashing a wad.

And mal Granger was in town, too.

- I saw him.
- Go on.

I just figured they went down
for the weekend.

When I heard what happened...

Well, you figure it out
for yourself.

Now it adds up!

Only one man in the world would know
how to past post up here.

Mal Granger.

Now, I'm sure of a lot of things.

Larry's death.

Mrs Mason was with him.

You've done us a favour, Healy.

When I get back to la,

I'll see that you're set up
with a new book.

Well, thanks.

Now, if you could just tell us
where Granger is staying.

He's not here now.

He wouldn't take a chance on gettin'
cut off in a place like this.

That's why you'll never be anything
but a bookmaker, Healy.

Mal Granger's too smart to run.

He'd stay right here expecting us
to be searching the country for him.

We heard about an hour ago

the police were
down at his place in Malibu

looking for him for gizzi's murder.

Operator, will you get me
the Los Angeles police department?

I want to talk to lieutenant
Pete Wright of the gangster squad.

Guatemala, here we come.
Nothing in the papers about us.

We're in the clear.

How are ya, darling?
You still love me?

- I'll love you more in Guatemala.
- That's my girl.

Come on, chippie.
You gotta go to Las Vegas

and get the cheque cashed.

That's kinda takin' chances, ain't it?

Not as much as if you try
to collect it in some other town,

and had to wait
for the cheque to clear.

Now, you get a cab outta here, and go
straight to the bank in Las Vegas,

- and keep the cab waiting, see?
- Sure.

- All right, come on. Let's get goin'.
- All right.

Come on, come on.

Chippie: No!

Wait a minute!

A hundred thousand dollars.

Where's the rest of it, Evans?

I don't know.

Boulder inn.

So that's where
our little boyfriend is.

Isn't he?

Carl: Stop it!
You know I can't stand that.

Besides, that's...

Peterson's department.

I told you,
I don't know anything.

He's at the inn all right.

Should we get him?

No, let him stay there till
our friends the police arrive.

What are you going to do to me?

Evans, I admire loyalty,
but not to the wrong people.

You will go with Peterson, please.

You'd better get down to the airport.
You'll miss lieutenant Wright.

Well, you're the one who called him.
He'll be expecting you.

A policeman?

I wouldn't be bothered.

You take care of it.
I'll join you later.

Pete: How are you, sheriff?

Hi, Pete.

- What's that you called me?
- He meant mr Wright.

- That's better.
- Where's Stevens?

You know how
these things upset him.

He doesn't like to get involved
in anything unpleasant.

Oh, sure. He wants to keep
his Lily white hands clean.

- Sheriff Steele.
- Howdy, sheriff.

- Always glad to help an officer.
- Why don't you stop, marshak?

And get this through your head.

The only reason I'm here cleaning up
your dirty laundry

is because we happen to
want Granger pretty bad.

Now, lieutenant,
there's no reason for that attitude.

My attitude toward you
is one of complete disgust.

We're clean. Our wire service
is perfectly legitimate.

So are your banks
and your music businesses.

But what about all your sidelines?

- You want me to go into them?
- What's that got to do with Granger?

You came up here
to get him, didn't you?

Sure. But someday,
we're gonna get all of you.

When the public gets wise
to your stinkin' mess.

Now, where's Granger?

Boulder inn.

We can be there in about
35 minutes. I've got a car waiting.

Well, that settles Granger.

I think we handled things very well.

- My bags here?
- I had 'em checked.

Good.

Steve, I'm putting you
in charge out here.

Promised my children
that I'd go back east

on the farm with them for a while.

Anything important, I can be reached
through the usual source.

Mal...

Something's happened to chippie.

I think we'd better go find him.

The inn's about seven miles from here.

Not far from the dam.

That's Granger. Turn around!

It's Pete Wright.

He's turning around.

Mal:
We better head for Boulder dam.

Once we're across the dam,
we're in Arizona.

We'd never make it into Vegas now.

Sheriff's car number one calling
government rangers at Boulder dam.

Green Cadillac convertible,

- California licence number.
- 9 young 8...

- 9 young 8...
- 014.

014 headed toward dam.

This man wanted for murder.
Throw up roadblock. Over.

Kelly, bates,
you handle the other side.

- Get him if he tries to come over.
- Okay!

- Hey, what's the matter?
- What's the hold up?

Mal, it's too late.
They've blocked it off.

It's never too late, darling.
Come on!

Tannoy: The next tour of the dam
will leave in five minutes.

The next tour of the dam

will be leaving immediately.

Guide:
No smoking on the elevator.

Wright, la police.

Granger's car is parked up there.

Did you see anyone
that fits his description?

No, I didn't see them.

The only way they could have
got through is in a crowd.

Want to come with us, captain?
We'll check the other end.

Guide: We're now descending
in the elevator 528 feet.

One tenth of a mile, or equal to the
height of a 44-storey office building.

As we step from the elevator,

we still have 199 feet
of the dam below us.

Kelly, have you seen Granger
and the girl?

No, no-one got through here.

- They must have ducked into the dam.
- Let's check.

Right this way, please.

Follow me. Watch your step.

Guide: At this point,

we're now standing
in a portion of the dam

that's 457 feet thick.

It's 107 feet

upstream through solid concrete

to the water in lake mead.

Now, we're going to walk downstream,
through the thickness of the dam,

350 feet to the Nevada wing
of the power plant.

Watch your step, please.

Follow me.

How long ago
did the last tour go down?

Ten minutes ago. They should be
coming out on the Nevada ramp now.

Let us use your binoculars.

You are now standing in the
Nevada wing of the power plant.

Ahead are seven
hydroelectric generators,

each one with a turbine capacity

of 115,000 horsepower.

Don't worry, we'll get outta here as
soon as we get over to the Arizona side.

Guide:
Now, right this way, please.

Follow me.

Where we're now standing, folks,

it's 560 feet up there
to the top of the dam.

Now, the elevator shaft we came down
is right to the left

of the large awning you see
at the top of the dam.

- Say, can I borrow your glasses, sir?
- Sure.

- Thank you, sir.
- You're welcome.

It's Pete Wright.
We better lose this crowd.

There he is, come on.

What do we do now?

If we can find the Arizona elevators
ahead of that crowd,

we've got a chance. Come on.

Come on. This way.

I can't go any further, mal,
I just can't.

You've got to. Come on.

Gail!

Gail, listen to me.

You wait back there for me.

I'll shake them off
and come back for you.

Yes!

Take her up to my car.
We'll keep after him.

He must have taken
the Nevada inspection stairway.

We can take the elevator
and catch him at the top.

Granger, hold it!

Oh, mal.

Give me two to win
on honeycomb in the fifth.

Pete: Only an innocent
two-dollar bet, you say?

Well, it's just as innocent
as the germs in an epidemic,

spreading the worst kind of disease.

The civic disease of criminals
with an $8 billion racket.

Corrupting politicians,

buying protection,

fostering crime,
all with your two dollars.

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