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Payroll, that's Warehouse 12. Straight ahead and follow the sign.

Captain Andrews?

That's right, sergeant, Major Cunningham.

Major.

- All right, sergeant, unload it. - Okay, boys.

Hold it.

Now, it would be very easy for us to kill you, so don't make us do it.

Put those bags back into the truck. Hurry up.

Okay. Tie them up.

Good morning, Mr. Phelps.

An Army payroll equivalent to 8 million American dollars

has been stolen from a military base in Southeast Asia

and is now on its way to the United States.

Although conventional law-enforcement agencies

have learned that the Stafford family, Joe, Arthur and Doug,

which controls a worldwide smuggling operation, is responsible,

no information has been developed

which might lead to a recovery of the money.

Your mission, should you choose to accept it,

is to get back that $8 million.

This tape will self-destruct in five seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

I feel your tears

As they fall on my cheek

They are warm

Like the gentle rain

Come, little one

You've got me in the world

And our love will be sweet

Will be sad

Very sweet

Like the gentle rain

Like the gentle rain

Like the gentle rain

Hey, great, Casey. Very good.

You won't disappoint anybody at the Club Tempo.

Thank you. Those old recordings of Lily Durcell certainly helped.

How serious was Doug Stafford about Lily?

He was very much in love with her.

He's been trying to find a substitute for her ever since she died.

This is an excellent imitation of Art's voice.

It was recorded this morning at the Actor's Studio.

Good, Casey.

All right, according to our best information,

the $8 million will be here in the United States within 24 hours.

The Staffords won't be involved in the pickup.

They never are. But we're gonna change that.

We're gonna use the hostility between Doug and Art to do it.

Ed Fenton, Art's brother-in-law,

crossed the border an hour ago in a 5-ton.

He's got a man riding shotgun with him.

At 6 a.m., they'll stop at the Admiral Garage in Woodfield

for refuelling.

It opens that early especially for them.

Bob.

- You're late. - Sorry, Pa.

You're always sorry.

What do you mean, no leads? What are we paying you guys for?

I want the truck back and I want it fast.

- What truck? - Ed's rig. Gone.

A half a million in electronic...

We know what he was carrying. The point is, where is he?

I told you to change those routes. We've been on them too long.

Listen to him with his ''I told you so's.''

If you'd listen to me a bit more, this wouldn't have...

Who listens to a drunk, huh? A skirt-chasing drunk?

Stop it, both of you. Now, let's get to the problem.

We could solve it a lot better without him.

You're wasting your time, brother. You're never gonna...

I said, stop it, both of you.

- Any news of Ed? - No.

But don't worry, honey, we'll find him.

Sure. Out in the desert with a bullet in his head.

Molly, he'll be okay.

- Coffee? - Yeah, thanks.

Pa?

Yes, please.

Scotch or vodka?

- Why the hostility? - My brother's out there, and you're...

I didn't send him. He did.

Molly, get the coffee.

Now, I want you two to start working together.

We're a family, and don't you ever forget it, either one of you.

Any word from Barsi on the Asian shipment?

I'm Tim Rayburn. This is George Caldwell.

We're here to see the family.

The Staffords don't see anyone without an appointment.

Show them this.

You live dangerously, Rayburn.

Not if you wanna see the van or your brother-in-law again.

Get to the point.

We've got an organisation that can do you a lot of good.

You've got a cargo leaving New Orleans tonight.

You have another one leaving San Antonio tomorrow morning.

And you've got a warehouse full of contraband in El Paso.

They all need protection.

Extortion? From us?

Where did you come from? What asylum?

No, you're reading it wrong, Art. I think they want in with us.

This is by way of a job application.

It's just that simple. We take over all enforcement, protection

and we put your competition out of business for good.

For 10 percent of your take.

- Where is Ed? - We made you a proposition.

- We'll think about it. - You've got until tomorrow morning.

After that, you never see Ed or the van again. Gentlemen.

Follow them.

Art, you're carrying a big load. Too big.

Let me take over enforcement.

Stay off the booze and stay away from the dames for one month

- and you got it. - Wait a minute.

I don't have to live your lifestyle to do a job.

Yeah, you do.

Because I don't trust you the way you live now.

- Pa? - He's right.

Move that thing.

Sure, pal, let's you and me push it.

Hello, Doug.

- What do you want? - I just wanna talk business.

- I already heard your proposition. - No, I've got something else in mind.

This is strictly between you and me.

Any business you got with the Stafford family,

you got with all three of us.

Yeah, I admire your family loyalty.

It's too bad your brother, Art, doesn't feel the same way.

What's that supposed to mean?

Doug, you're the one in the family with the brains.

Art knows it and he's gonna dump you for it.

I'll be at the Club Tempo tonight.

- There you are. - Thank you.

- You're not alone, are you? - Why? Is that against the rules?

For someone like you? Yeah.

Thank you. Well, I don't wanna break the rules.

I'm waiting for someone.

I should have known.

No, actually a gentleman. Maybe you know him. Doug Stafford?

Yeah, I know him.

You don't look too happy about it.

- Are you friends? - No, it's just business.

Be careful he doesn't cut your throat.

- He seemed like a nice guy to me. - Don't bet on it.

I went out with him one night.

He came on all soft talk and charm.

Then when I wouldn't play his way, he beat me up.

That's a nice guy?

- Hello, Annette. - Doug.

Double Scotch.

- I came to listen. - Sit down.

All right, what's the proposition?

- Double Scotch. - Who's this for? Stafford?

- Who's the guy with him? - How should I know?

You been trying to make time with him for a half-hour.

Would you keep your mind on your work?

Why don't you?

- Hello. - Hello, this is Al, Club Tempo.

You told me if your brother came in, you wanted to know about it.

Yeah.

Well, Doug's here, starting with the doubles.

Who's the dame tonight?

There's no dame. It's a white-haired guy.

White-haired? Describe him.

Well, he's white-haired, tall, good-Iooking.

Al, you just earned yourself a hundred bucks.

Rayburn's in the Club Tempo talking to Doug.

You know, it's funny, him showing up here today

just when we're expecting that shipment from the Far East.

How does that tie in with heisting the truck?

I don't know.

But I don't think we ought to take any more chances with Mr. Rayburn.

Kill him.

What about your brother-in-law?

I never did like him anyway.

The family-type organisation is a thing of the past.

Too many personal things come into play.

Efficiency, knowing how to get a job done.

- That's all that counts today. - I'm getting bored, Rayburn.

You talk a lot, but you don't say anything.

I thought you'd be ahead of me by now.

All right.

Your father had some great days. Great.

But he's dead in his wheelchair now. We can't deal with your brother, Art.

He has to be removed. And that leaves you.

You're telling me you wanna hit my brother?

Well, I'm not bored anymore, Mr. Rayburn.

I'm just trying to figure the best way to kill you.

Family, family, family. Forget about that and start thinking about yourself.

Yeah, but I am right.

What you're asking me to do is put the finger on Art for you, right?

You are right. Art's hard to get to. Now think of it.

Our muscle, your connections. We're big, and you are on top.

No way, pal. I'd throw up every time I looked in the mirror.

You're not getting the message. You're being squeezed out.

There will be a contract out on you one of these days.

Never. Art's got a code, he lives by it.

He'd never break it. It says your family comes first.

Your wife, your father...

Even your brother who drinks too much and chases women.

He would have no scruples about killing you, none.

Get out of here.

I'll be at the Watson Hotel until tomorrow morning.

We both are lost

And alone in the world

Walk with me

In the gentle rain

Don't be afraid

I've a hand for your hand

And I will be your love

For a while

I feel your tears

As they fall on my cheek

They are warm

Like the gentle rain

Come, little one

You've got me in the world

And our love will be sweet

Will be sad

Very sweet

Like the gentle rain

Like the gentle rain

Like the gentle rain

- That was great. - Why, thank you.

You remind me of someone I used to know. Can I buy you a drink?

It's not a very original approach, but I suppose it will do.

Good.

A stinger on the rocks. Use the blender, please.

Now, that is a coincidence.

The someone you remind me of always drank stingers on the rocks.

- Well, I hope you liked her. - I did.

We'll have a stinger on the rocks with a blender and I'll have a...

Double Scotch.

I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Doug...

Doug Stafford.

You're new here. How did you know?

I'm not new in town. And I've heard a lot about you.

From whom?

Mutual friends.

Such as?

Let's talk about us, huh?

All right.

- Can I help you? - No.

- But you're hurt, you're bleeding. - ''Tim Rayburn.''

Young man, do you want me to call an ambulance or a policeman?

- What city is this? - What?

- Tell me what city this is. - I'd better call...

This here. This is me, isn't it?

Yes, Mr. Rayburn, it is you.

But you're hurt and I'm going to call an ambulance.

Tim Rayburn.

Tim Rayburn?

I'm fine, thank you.

You sure nurse a drink.

Well, I'm not gonna try and keep up with you.

What are you drowning?

Please. Don't get heavy.

I wouldn't think of it. I'd hate to lose you too early.

You got another set tonight?

For this crowd? No.

Then let's get out of here. My place?

What about my place?

I could fix you some eggs or something like that.

- Okay. - I'll be right back, I'll get my coat.

- Are you leaving with him? - Yeah.

Look, be careful. He turns mean real quick.

He'll want you to act like some girl he used to know.

If you can't hack it, watch out.

Thanks for the advice, Annette.

What do you mean, you think you got him?

Well, I couldn't check. The cops came along.

Cool it.

- Pa, what are you doing up? - I couldn't sleep. Any news about Ed?

- No, nothing. - Well, what about the 8 million?

Nothing. It's on the way.

You know the white-haired guy that was here this morning? Rayburn?

Yeah, what about him?

- Doug had drinks with him tonight. - What?

I think he's trying to split us.

Doug told you this?

No, he didn't tell me. That's what worries me.

Jim should have been here by now.

What do you think we should do?

We wait for Casey's signal and go on with the plan.

- You've got good taste. - Thank you. I try.

- Who picks up the tab? - I do.

Don't hand me that.

You don't make that kind of bread singing.

I have a rich grandmother.

Isn't that funny?

I know a lot of girls with the same grandmother.

Drink up and shut up.

- Wait a minute. - What for?

- You turn me on. - Good.

- You got something blue? - What?

Something blue. Put on something blue.

Well, that's a new one.

Don't give me a hard time. I said, put on something blue.

All right.

Time for brother Art.

Let it ring.

Hello.

Is Lisa in?

Is Lisa Prescott in? I'd like to talk to her, please.

Who is this?

I said, who is this?

Well?

Do you like it?

- It's lovely. - Thank you.

I took the call.

- Who was it? - You tell me.

Well, how should I know?

It was someone we both know.

My brother, Art.

I don't even know your brother.

You cheap tramp.

He pays for all this, doesn't he?

My dear brother.

Devoted family man.

And as for you,

I'd like to beat that pretty face of yours in.

Look, Doug, whatever happened between your brother and me is over.

- You're lying. - No, I'm never gonna see him again.

- How did it go? - He's pretty kinky.

- Are you all set? - Yeah, it's in the bedroom.

- Well, hello. - Now, wait a minute. Take it easy.

I just met her. She doesn't mean anything to me.

That's very funny, Mr. Stafford. Very funny.

You know my name?

Yeah.

My brother. My brother, Art, sent you, huh?

It really doesn't matter much who sent me, does it?

Not to you, anyway.

Oh, no, no, wait a minute. Wait, please, I'm begging you, don't shoot.

Wait a minute, will you? It doesn't mean anything, I swear it.

Please don't shoot, no.

- Give me that, will you? - No, no, please not here.

- Why not? - Because you owe me.

I just saved your life.

Art must have recognised your voice on the phone.

Yeah.

It's almost funny.

I have no use for my brother, but I always looked up to him.

He was the guy that did what I couldn't do.

Always put the family first...

And then he sends a hit man for his brother.

Look, maybe you'd better get out of town.

Why do you care what happens to me?

I told you I care.

Maybe I could have convinced you if you hadn't passed out.

Maybe.

I think you're the one who'd better get out of town.

When you hear something's happened to my brother, get in touch with me.

Hi, welcome back.

- I've been here before? - Hey, you've been hurt.

Never mind about that. Tell me, when was I here?

Earlier tonight.

- Look, I'm gonna get you to a doctor. - No, please, l...

Can I trust you?

I have to trust you.

I don't remember anything,

but I think I've been in some kind of trouble.

I don't wanna go anywhere, do anything

until I find out something about what's happening.

Okay.

Okay.

I'm worried about the 8 million.

If Doug is double-crossing...

Hello. Yeah.

The white-haired guy is here.

Is Doug with him?

No, he's alone.

Keep him there.

Rayburn's at the Club Tempo.

Miss him this time and you're in trouble.

You don't remember Doug Stafford?

Stafford, no.

I remember the singer, Lisa Prescott.

Well, we're closing. You can't stay here.

I'll take you to my place. You'll be safe there.

- Okay. - One minute.

Want a drink?

No, no.

Last chance.

No drink, thanks.

- Come on, my car's out back. - Yeah.

The man looks like he could use a drink.

How are you feeling?

Better, better.

But I still can't remember a thing. Not anything.

Why don't you sit down?

Are you sure you don't want me to call a doctor?

No. No, not yet, no.

- Where is he? - Well, he's gone.

Art told you to keep him here.

But I couldn't, the place is closed. But I know where he's gone to.

- Yeah? - With Annette.

One of the waitresses here. He's gone to her apartment.

Where is it?

Well, let me give you the address here.

- That's across town. - I can't do anything about that.

Well, Mr. Stafford. Come on in.

Where's Rayburn?

He had to take care of some business.

He said he'd be here.

Talking to me is just like talking to Rayburn. Drink?

- I've had enough tonight. - What can I do for you?

Rayburn wanted me to put the finger on Art.

I'm ready. If you meet certain conditions.

- Such as? - There's gonna be a little war.

- I need soldiers. - We got them.

I give the orders.

All right, you run the show.

- Okay, you've got a deal. - Hold it.

We supply the soldiers. We hit Art.

You give the orders. What do we get?

- A split of the action. - Oh, no, man.

We want bread, a lot of bread, up front.

Wait a minute. That's not what you said this morning.

This morning, we were dealing with the family.

- We weren't talking about a war then. - How much?

Oh, I figure $2 million will get us going.

You got quite a sense of humour.

How would you know? Good night, Mr. Stafford.

Okay, I can get it right now. But I'll need a gun with me.

Cigarette?

Thanks.

- Can I use the phone? - Of course.

Watson Hotel, may I help you?

This is Tim Rayburn.

Am I registered there?

One moment, please.

Yes, you are registered here.

You checked in this morning, Room 908.

Is there anything I can do for you, Mr. Rayburn?

- Hold it. - No, thank you.

Tim? Tim?

- Was that Tim Rayburn? - Yes.

- What did he want? - Well, it was rather strange.

- He asked if he were registered here. - Are you sure?

Yes.

Did he say where he was calling from?

No.

Thank you.

Was there anything wrong with Rayburn when you saw him?

No.

Let's go.

I have a room at the Watson Hotel.

- I'd better get down there. - No, please.

Maybe there's something there that will tell me who I am

or what this is all about.

Now, listen to me. You're hurt.

If somebody is trying to get you, they'll know you're staying at the hotel.

Now, you're safe here.

Please stay until you can remember what happened.

Please.

I know. You're right.

I'll take that, Barsi.

My orders are to mail it to your brother.

I know what your orders were. Just hand it over.

You will make the proper explanations, I trust.

- Eight million. Indian emeralds. - Very nice.

What is this?

All right, you Staffords have had it. Where's Tim Rayburn?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Now, you look.

If anything happens to him, I'll make sure you die for it.

All right, you better let me get to a phone.

Over here.

- Hello. - This is Art Stafford.

Is Broyles there yet?

Come and gone. They went after the white-haired guy.

Where?

Well, to one of the waitresses' apartments.

He's gone. He's at somebody's apartment.

- Get the number. - Do you have a phone number?

Hello?

Someone asking for you.

Ask him who it is.

- Who is this? - It's Barney.

Barney?

Barney.

Barney?

Shall I hang up?

No, no, no. Ask him what he wants.

What do you want him for?

Miss, listen, I've gotta talk to him.

He's a friend of mine. We work together.

There are two guys on the way over there to kill him.

You'd better talk to him.

- Hello? - Jim, it's Barney.

Barney? I don't know you.

Jim, listen to me. Now, I know you're in trouble.

I was in the hotel when you called.

- Barney, how do I know you? How? - You know me.

Now, Jim, try to remember. You know me.

Now, listen.

Casey, Barney, Willy.

The Staffords. The Club Tempo, Casey singing.

Jim, listen.

The Staffords have sent two button men over there to kill you.

Jim, you've got to remember. You've got to.

Now, listen. Barney, Willy, Casey singing.

The Club Tempo.

The Staffords.

Barney. Barney, yes, I remember. Yes.

Jim. Jim, are you all right?

Yeah, Barney, I'm all right.

Good. We'll meet you at the hotel.

Thanks.

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