All language subtitles for The Housekeepers Daughter

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Lu�s Filipe Bernardes

I'll say about... six blue ones.

- Well, that lets me out.
- I'm out.

Me too.

I'll raise you.

And, um... I'll tap you.

Three jacks.

Well, that's too bad.
Three little aces.

Looks like Lady Luck's forgotten
my address.

A fellow can't win all the time.

I don't seem to be able to win
any of the times.

Why don't you go home?

Well, I... I don't understand, I...

I can't lose all the time.

That's just it, sap,
you can't win.

Say, don't pay... She's just clowning.

Your luck will change, sure.

If I were you, I'd scram out of here
while I had my hat and coat.

Well, I...

It's kind of late, I...

I think I'll be going.

Have a nice game.

Thank you.

I didn't realize it was so late.

Thanks again.

What's the matter with you?

We could have taken that guy
for twenty grand.

You know, for two cents I'd slap
your teeth out.

Take it easy, will you, chief?

What's wrong with you, baby?
Gee, you never...

There's nothing wrong with me and
there was nothing wrong with you either...

...till you hooked up with him.

Give me the word, boss,
and I'll throw her on her ears...

Shut up! Ever since you've
tied up with that dame,

I've had nothing but trouble.

Now get out of here before
I change your face.

Get out before I throw you out.

You don't have to throw me out,
I was going anyway.

I'm sick of you, the lot of you,
and I'm fed up with your racket.

Yeah, and don't take anything
that don't belong to you either!

Don't worry, I'm not taking anything
I didn't bring.

Say, what's the idea?

That's what I want to know,
move that mirror.

Oh, okay, lady.

Why, Hilda, darling!

- Oh!
- How are you, Mom?

- Your train must have been early.
- Yeah, I guess it was a little.

Gee, it's good to see you, Mom!

How are you, darling?

Well, let's get your bag.

Well, you must be dead.

Oh, no, I feel fine.

But let's have a look at you, Mom.

It'll have to be a pretty quick look.
The family haven't left yet.

I've never known such a hustle and bustle.

This year they're all going
to different places.

- What for?
- They're at it again.

- Same thing. Digging.
- Digging what?

Oh, I don't know, fossils, mummies
and things.

Oh.

I'll go and see if there's anything
else they want.

You go in there and fix your things.
Then you come up as soon as they're gone.

Sure, I will, Mom.

- Dear, goodbye, goodbye, Olga.
- Goodbye, Robert.

If anything happens,
you know where to reach us.

- Yes.
- Goodbye.

Goodbye, dear.
Don't forget to write now.

- All right, Mother, I will.
- Goodbye, William.

Goodbye, Mother.
Goodbye, Father.

Goodbye, goodbye, dear.

Goodbye, Mr. Robert, have a nice trip.

Olga, I've made up my mind.

I'm not going.

Mr. Robert, you've gone away every summer.
What will your father say?

Well, I'll worry about that later.

Right now I've got a great opportunity.

I'm going to write a special series
of articles for the Globe.

I'm going to be a newspaperman.

And you're not going away at all?

- I'm going to stay right here.
- Oh.

- Uh...
- What's the matter, is anything wrong?

No, Mr. Robert, there isn't anything wrong.
Only, well, you see...

Well, it's so lonely here in the house
when you all go away in summer...

I've had my daughter come
here to stay a few weeks.

That's perfectly all right,
that's fine.

Just forget that I'm in the house.

Besides, it'll be nice to have
a child around.

Well, thank you, Mr. Robert,
as long as you don't mind.

Not at all.

Patter of little feet around the house.

A Mr. Randall on the phone.

- Hello?
- Hello, Mr. Wilson?

This is Robert Randall.

You know, Professor Randall's son.

Oh, yes, yes, of course.
How is Professor Randall?

Fine. It's nice of you to ask.

Mr. Wilson, I've decided to accept
that position.

No! Well, now, that's just dandy,
Mr. Randall.

I can hardly wait to have you start.

Thank you, Mr. Wilson.
Tomorrow, then.

Thank you very much.
Goodbye.

Oh, I beg your pardon.
Are you looking for somebody?

No. Were you?

Me? Oh, no, I...

Is there...

Is there anything I can do for you?

Miss, um... Miss, um...

Just call me Hilda.

Well, um...

Won't you sit down, Miss Hilda?

Thanks.

It's, um... rather warm this
evening, isn't it?

No, I didn't think so.

No?

Well, it's warmer than it was yesterday.

I don't think that makes a great
deal of difference, do you?

Well...

No, no... not really.

Say, are you waiting for someone?

Me? Why, no, I...

Why, I live here. I'm Robert Randall.

You're Robert Randall?

I'm so happy to meet you.

- Are you?
- Yes.

You see, I'm the housekeeper's daughter.

You're Olga's daughter?

Yes.

Well...

Isn't that nice?

Oh, there you are.
I see you've met Mr. Randall.

Yes, we've met.

How nice. Don't you think it's time
you came along now?

Yes, Mom.

Yes, Olga, I'll put out
the lights in here.

- Thanks. Good night, Mr. Robert.
- Good night, Olga.

Good night.

Good night.

- Violets?
- No.

- They're nice and fresh.
- No, I told you no!

- But they're awfully...
- Scram!

Benny, what are you doing that for?

Oh... this makes the violets
live longer.

Sure, now, does it?

But it kills people.

Oh, Benny, you say the funniest things.

Go on, get along with you.

Good night, Gladys.
- Good night.

- Good evening, Miss Fontaine.
- Hello, Benny.

Aw, gee, you look awful pretty tonight.

Why, Benny, you tell me that
every night.

- Are you still my girl?
- Why, Benny, of course I am.

- Why, Floyd, what are you doing here?
- Never mind. Where've you been, it's late.

- Well, I had to take my makeup off.
- Come on.

We've got something to talk about.

Oh, I'm tired, Floyd, honest I am.
I'd like to go home.

No, this is business. Get in.

I'm not interested, Floyd.

I'd better go home.

Hm-hm. Now close the door.

- Have a drink.
- No more, thanks.

You'd better lay off too.

- Where are you going?
- I'm going to make some coffee.

- Who wants coffee?
- I do.

Why, Benny!

What are you doing here?

I was afraid something might
happen to you.

Hey, what goes on?

Are you gonna take all night
with that coffee?

I'll be right there.

You'd better go. He might get sore
if he thought you were here.

Oh, but I make good coffee.
I'll just watch it for you.

All right.

Be quiet.

I know guys that can turn out
a seven-course dinner quicker than that.

Send him around some time,
I can't.

- Now, you crossed me up.
- Nobody's trying to cross you up.

I've got a right to quit
when I want to, haven't I?

Yeah, but if I were you, I wouldn't.

- But I tell you, I can't.
- You can't, why can't you?

Well... I'm on Broadway now.

I'm too well-known, I mean,
my own show and...

Oh, so I ain't good enough for you,
is that it?

- Now where are you going?
- To that same coffee.

Alright, step on it, I don't like
to be kept waiting.

Sure, I'll run all the way.

Give this to him. A man like that
needs this coffee.

I hope it does him some good. Now you'd
better get out of here before he sees you.

Yes, ma'am.

- Here, this will straighten you out.
- Straighten me out?

- What's the matter with me?
- What do you think?

Drink it, go on.
I'm going to get some too.

Ah, here take this, I don't want any.

Gladys!

Hey, that joint over on 8th Street
ain't doing so good, boss.

I'll attend to that.

Say, what do you know about this?

Somebody bumped off that Fontaine
dame last night.

You knew her, didn't you?

Yeah, I knew her, what about her?

What are you asking me
about this for?

Nothing, chief, just headlines
in the paper, that's all.

All right, forget about it.

Hey, that trucking company, look at that.
Look at that statement, ain't that good?

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

It was awfully nice of you to let
me stay here. Mom told me.

Not at all. It's rather pleasant
having a patter of tiny...

That is, hearing your friendly
footsteps around the house.

- What do you call these?
- Oh, those are relics...

...from an ancient civilization.

My father and I discovered those
in the tomb of Taramid in Egypt.

- We dig them up, you know.
- Oh, I see.

I'm writing a series of articles
about them for the Globe.

Say, these aren't bad,
what are they for?

Why...

They're serpents, see?

Egyptian kings gave them to their
favorite wives.

One of those kings must have been
married to a weightlifter.

They didn't exactly wear them
on their arms.

- No.
- I suppose they're earrings.

You see, a king would give
them to his wife,

then when she walked, they'd strike
together and make this noise.

I get it, they're for the legs.

- Yes.
- What's the point?

Well, you see, when a king
had them on his wife,

then he knew where she was
all the time and...

Why did he want to know
where she was all the time?

Well, I guess it's because he was
in love with her and he...

...just wanted to make sure
that she was all right.

That is, not in any trouble
or anything, I mean, and...

Well...

I think I'll see if the paper's come.

It's awful what's going on
around here.

In the morning paper, mean.

Look here. Glady Fontaine's body
found in river.

That's the kind of newspaper work
I'd like to do.

- Is it?
- Yes.

You know, I've made quite a study
of criminal psychology.

I bet I'd make a good
police reporter.

If they'd only give me the chance.

Well, how do you know they won't give you
the chance? Have you asked them?

Why, no...
That is, I don't know.

Well, what are you waiting for?
Phone the paper.

Why, I will.
Of course I will.

Oh, hello?

Mr. Wilson? This Robert Randall
again, Mr. Wilson.

I don't want to be... appear forward,

but I've been looking at this
Gladys Fontaine case and...

Well, you see, Mr. Wilson,

I've made a considerable study of the
psychological angles of crime...

and I think I would be of great
assistance...

to this reporter you have
on the story now, this Deacon Maxwell.

Why, there's no question about it,

He needs you.

And after all, Deacon's only been doing
this work for thirty or forty years.

Thank you, Mr. Wilson,
thank you very much.

Why...

Why, the guy believed me.

What do you think?
He said they'd let me.

He said they needed somebody like me.

There, you see how easy it is?

Just imagine. All my life I've wanted
to do something like this.

Right now I bet you this
Deacon Maxwell.

Why, he's the most famous
reporter in this city.

I can just see him,
theorizing, analyzing.

Putting two and two together
and getting...

Another scotch and soda.

But you do nothing with the soda.
Why don't you just take the scotch?

You tell him, Ed.

You really want to know?

You've heard of people who
collect stamps? Stamp collectors?

He collects soda.

Give me the check.

Hello. This is the Deacon.

Where have you been?

I know, I know.

But why don't you...

Hey, wait a minute.

You tell him, Ed.

Hello.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Well, the Deacon located a cab driver...

who claims he drove a dame answering
Gladys Fontaine's description...

...down to the waterfront early
this morning.

What about the cab driver?

He's talking to him now.

Oh, wait a minute,
here comes the Deacon.

Sorry, chief, he won't talk.
No.

But listen!

- What happened?
- What Happened? Why...

Why, nothing.

She just got me wrong, that's all.

Cab driver? Oh, yeah,
the cab driver. Say...

This cab driver looks like the kind of a guy
who'd recite the Gettysburg Address...

...in Macy's window for ten bucks.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

He says twenty bucks.

Hey, Deacon, they're about to give
those guys the works.

Thank you, my fine-feathered friend.

Well, Tony, I'll see you later.

Alright, boys, take your places.
Quiet down, they're coming in.

Come on, sit down.

And that, my friend, is why
I never drink the soda.

Does anybody ever tell you
you're a smart guy, Deacon?

Nobody ever had to.

I beg your pardon, but you're the Deacon...
I mean, Mr. Maxwell, aren't you?

And you're Mr. O'Malley,
his ace photographer, I know.

My name's Randall, Robert Randall.

I'm certainly very happy
to meet you gentlemen.

I presume you've been informed
that I'm to report to you.

You know, I'm going to work
with you on this assignment.

I understand that there's a
great spirit...

...of camaraderie and allegiance
among newspapermen.

Well, I'm certainly looking forward
to being one of you.

I.. hope you... feel that way about me.

Looks like the kind of a guy
who'd borrow money.

What's the difference? With all your
dough you wouldn't lend the money.

- You know why?
- Why?

You've heard people save stamps,
you know, stamp collectors?

- Yeah.
- I collect money.

Come on, sit down.

Quiet now!

Don't look now, but we got company.

- Is that the lot of them?
- That's it.

A crime has been committed.

A crime that I personally am going
to see that does not go umpunished.

We're going to find the murderer
if we have to tear the whole town apart.

You guys will pick up along
the waterfront...

...about the time that Fontaine
girl died.

She was murdered.

Maybe you know something about it.

I ain't saying I do.

But I ain't saying you don't.

Where was you about 2 o'clock
this morning?

I don't know.

You don't know? What do you mean
you don't know?

I ain't got no watch.

Quiet!

- Quiet, all you guys!
- Yes, and that goes for you too.

Say another crack like that
and I'll throw you all out of here.

Crack.

And where was you?

I was over at the LJ having
a cup of coffee and a piece of pie.

What kind of pie?

Pipe down, smart guy.

- I beg your pardon.
- Huckleberry pie.

Oh, thank you.

Well, Benny, so you're here again.

Yes, sir.

I suppose you're going to tell me
that you killed this girl too.

Oh, yes, I did.
But I didn't mean to.

Honest I didn't.

You didn't mean to, I know,
just a little accident, huh?

- I meant to kill him.
- Him, who was "him"?

- He was a bad man.
- Who was?

I don't know.

If you don't know,
what did you want to kill him for?

Because Gladys Fontaine was my girl.

Gladys Fontaine your girl?

Why, she could have had the pick
of Park Avenue just like that.

Your girl?
Don't make me laugh.

She was so my girl, I tell you,
she was my girl.

Honest, you gotta believe me,
she was my girl.

- She really was, she was my girl...
- Take this Casanova away from here.

- You gotta believe me, she was my girl.
- Come on, sit down, you little rat.

But you gotta believe me,
she was my girl.

- Come on, sit down!
- She was my girl, I tell you!

Pardon me, gentlemen.

It's entirely unnecessary
to manhandle the little fellow.

Obviously this is case of
acute introversion.

We have here a hebephrenic,
a dementia victim.

A common and easily recognized form
of schizophrenia.

Under the circumstances,

and when subject to mental stress
or physical intimidation,

the victim is willing, sometimes eager
to confess to anything at all.

It's also obvious that brute force
will avail you nothing.

Brute force, what, er...

Aw, that's all there is for today.

These guys don't know anything
and they never will.

Turn them loose, every one of them.

Well, that's all.

- A schizophrenic.
- Huckleberry pie.

- You believe she was my girl, don't you?
- Why, certainly, Benny, of course I do.

Oh, gee, that's awful nice.

That's all right.

Say, where are you going, Benny?

Oh, me? I don't know.
Nowhere.

- Have you got any money?
- Oh, no.

You take this and go get yourself
something to eat.

I beg your pardon.
Did you say your name was Randall?

Yes, that's right.

Ed, there's been a terrible mistake.

Why, I don't see how this
could have happened.

We must apologize,
we didn't understand.

- That's all right.
- Ed, I want you to meet Robert Randall.

A distinguished contemporary, a man of
letters, and a true gentleman of the press.

We want to welcome you to the glorious
fraternity of the fourth estate.

And again let me apologize.

Oh, that's all right.

Unfortunately I cannot consider
it all right.

Ed, we must take steps
to make amends.

To cement this new-formed friendship.

To pledge our three-fold allegiance
to a common cause.

To down the past, to drown the future,
what do you say, Ed?

- Oh, cherchez la femme.
- That's a good idea too.

- But first we've got to have dinner.
- Oh, yes, that's fine.

- But next time, remember, it's on me.
- Oh, yes, Mr. Maxwell.

- Don't forget to remind me.
- Yes, I will.

What do you mean music?
Sure there's music.

I'm up at Fandango's Park Avenue penthouse.
Biggest society party of the year.

Sure, I'm no dope.

Why, I got my eye on a society
dame right now...

...that can blow the whole yarn
higher than a kite.

If I can only get her to talk.

I'm telling you she knows
all the answers.

Yeah. Yeah?

Yeah, I'll let you know
how I make out.

Yeah. More later.

I just thought of something.
See you all in a minute.

Funny, I just thought of the same thing.

Say, that Deacon is one of the greatest
newspapermen that ever lived.

He's a ge... a ge...

Well, he's the greatest newspapermen
in the world, that's what.

You wanna know why?

- No, thank you.
- Well, I'll tell you.

When there's no news,
he invents his own.

Yes, he makes it up.

Say, why don't I do that?

Why don't I make up some news?

I'll show him. I'm a great
newspaperman myself.

Do you want to know how
that body was found in the river?

- No, thank you.
- Well, I'll tell you.

She was walking across the bridge,

She fell in.

Oh, no, she was thrown in.

Sure, she was thrown in.

She was thrown off the bridge,
that's what.

No, she was thrown off a houseboat.

Houseboat. Who ever...
What houseboat?

A green and white one,
on the foot of Macy Street.

Say, that's better yet.

Hello.

Hello, Mr. Wilson?

This is Mr. Randall.

Robert Randall.

Look, I got all the dope for you
on that Fontaine girl, er... dame.

You have? Say, that's great.

Yeah. She was thrown off
a houseboat by a bad man.

What houseboat?

A green and white one at the foot
of Macy Street.

Yes, but who's the guy?

The guy?

Hello?

Hello!

Hello!

Goodbye.

Hey, fellas, hold everything!

Just as we're having fun
and that blonde was beginning to care,

you want to take this guy home.

I couldn't let him sleep
under the table all night, could I?

Why not?

It took me five minutes to wake
him up to pay the last check.

- Well, you could have paid it.
- What, and lose my amateur standing?

How do you feel, Bobby boy?

Bobby boy, Bobby boy.
Why don't you marry the guy?

He didn't ask me to.

And besides, what are you kicking about?
You had a good time, didn't you?

Alright, it's over. After dumping
the guy on the doorstep and going home.

Quiet, will you? This guy throws
money around like it was water.

So what?

So I want to be around
when the tide comes in.

Say, on the level, is this
where you live?

- Yes, don't you like it?
- Oh, it's alright.

I wouldn't like it, but if you insist.

Of course he insists.

Well, in that case I don't see
any reason why we shouldn't.

I don't either, as long as one of
you guys pays this fare.

- 75c.
- That's all right, fellows, I got it.

Well, if you insist.
Here, keep the change.

Thanks.

Wait a minute, I think we're
being followed.

Oh, Benny, come along.

You mean you all want me
to stay here too?

Not all, but a majority.
Come on.

This'll make you feel better,
Mr. Roberts.

- Oh, thank you.
- Don't worry about your friends.

I put that funny little one
in the chauffeur's bedroom.

And Mr. Maxwell and Mr. O'Malley I know
are comfortable in your brother's room.

Oh boy, oh, boy, oh, boy!

And this guy wants to be
a newspaperman.

Yeah, and you wanted to dump him
on the doorstep.

- Say, do you snore?
- Only when I'm asleep.

He's awful polite, isn't he, Mom.

Why shouldn't he be,
he's a gentleman.

A perfect gentleman, I always say.

Hm, I kind of like that.

Tell me more about him.

There's nothing more to tell.

Now, you finish with that orange juice
and I'll go see if the paper's come.

Ooh! Oh, you scared me.

Um... I'm the one that's Benny.

Yeah, I know, Mom told me about you.

Breakfast will be ready in a minute.

Gosh, you're pretty.

You're... you're awful pretty.

Aw, you're fooling.

Oh, no, Ma'am. You're even
prettier than she was.

Who is she?

She was my girl.

Isn't she your girl any more?

Oh, no. No, she's gone.

They're all gone now.

All? Bet you're a regular lady killer.

Oh, yes, ma'am, but I didn't mean to.

Honest I didn't.

Now... now I haven't got no girl.

Oh, don't feel so badly, Benny,
I'll be your girl.

Oh, will you?

Sure I will.

Aw, gee, that's nice.

- If you really mean it.
- Sure I mean it.

Now, how about some breakfast?

Oh, no, thank you, ma'am.

Not even coffee?

Oh, no. No, ma'am.

What's the matter,
afraid it'll keep you awake?

Oh, no.

I like to make coffee.

Sometimes when I make coffee,

it puts them to sleep.

Gee, Benny, sometimes you're
awful funny.

Oh... but you are my girl.

- You said you'd be.
- Yeah, of course.

Oh! Why, good morning, Mr. Benny.

Oh, thank you, ma'am.

That's Mr. Robert,
he wants his breakfast.

May I take it up to him, Mom?

- Why, yes, if you like.
- Thanks.

I'll bring up the coffee.

Gee, she's pretty.

Oh, yes.

Come in, Olga.

Good morning.

Where's Olga.

Mother said I could bring up
your breakfast.

I don't want any this morning.

Isn't there something I can do for you?

Not the way I feel.

- I'll get some water.
- I don't want any water.

Not to drink. To wear.

Hey, Ed, wake up.

What do you want?

Find out the name of that brandy
we were drinking last night.

What for?

Oh, boy, it makes you see
beautiful women.

I don't see any beautiful women.

You will if you open your eyes.

- Uh-oh!
- Quiet, you'll wake us up.

You mean to say we're not awake?

Hey, it's moving.

There. You'll feel like a different
man in a few minutes.

What ever I feel like, it'll be
a great improvement.

I better go get your friends'
breakfast now.

If they feel the way I do,
they won't want any

Oh, you'll live.

Why didn't you tell us?

- We wouldn't have said anything.
- Sure we wouldn't.

- We're broadminded.
- Yeah, come on, who's your girlfriend?

Girlfriend? Oh, gentlemen, you don't
understand, she's not my girlfriend.

She's the housekeeper's daughter.

Never mind, never mind,
don't change the subject.

Yeah, the subject.

But really, gentlemen, she is.

She just brought me my breakfast.

If you ring the bell by your beds,
she'll bring you yours too.

She will?

- Where's the bell?
- The bell!

There it is.

I can just see her down
at Coney Island with me now.

What do you mean with you?
I saw her first.

So what?

How about the little hat check girl at the
Paradise? I saw her first but you grabbed her.

Hey, can I help it if she liked
me better?

How do you know this one's
not gonna like me better?

That's impossible. But if there's any doubt
in your mind, I tell you what we'll do.

From now on, we're gentlemen.

- Yeah?
- We leave it right up to the girl.

Right. No tricks.

No going behind each other's backs.
Everything on the up and up.

- In the open. No chiseling.
- Right.

We either see it together
or not at all.

- Right?
- Check.

Come in.

- Good morning, gentlemen.
- Good morning.

- Ready for your breakfast?
- Breakfast? Oh, breakfast, yes.

Who was the girl who brought
him his breakfast?

- Oh, that was my daughter.
- And who are you?

- Oh, I'm the housekeepr.
- The housekeeper's daughter?

Yes.

That's a coincidence.
I'm the farmer's son.

Do you mean to say that you're
the mother of that charming young girl?

Hilda? Oh, yes.

Why, it's impossible. You're so young,
so beautiful yourself.

Thank you, Mr. Maxwell, but, um...

Is there anything else you'd like?

Well, there's just one more thing.
Tell me.

Have you any more daughters?

Why, no, Mr. Maxwell.

Why, no, Mr. Maxwell.

Mr...

Mr. Maxwell!

Why, the half-baked snake
in the grass.

I told you we should have dumped
him on the doorstep.

- Why don't you stop your beefing?
- I'll stop alright,

but this is where you begin.
Here, read that.

Well, I'll be...

Houseboat clue to murder mystery.

Globe scores again and
as cub reporter directs police...

...to the scene of the crime.
By Robert Randall.

Robert Randall! Why, it's the bunk.

Cub reporter puts one over
on paper, that's what happened!

Cub reporter!

- Why didn't you drop him on the doorstep?
- Me?

Oh, two other guys!

Hello, give me the desk!

What are you so excited about
if it's only a gag?

Excited, excited, I'm not excited!
It was the story of my life!

Hello, listen.

Congratulations on being the biggest
halfwit in America.

Sure I said halfwit!

Running that track in 60 point.

That Fontaine woman was thrown
from a houseboat.

Globe's ace cub reporter
discovered that, huh?

The whole yarn's hooey.
Hooey, do you hear?

The wild imaginings of a distorted brain.

You... you...
The police are at the houseboat now!

What do you mean the police
are there now?

At the houseboat?

You mean there is a houseboat?

Of course there's a houseboat.

You mean...

Hello! Hello!

- Hello!
- What's the matter, what happened?

Why, that dirty, double-crossing,
low-down...

- Well, good morning.
- Good morning!

He's got the nerve to call it
a good morning!

- Yeah.
- Good morning, my foot!

Good double-crossing,
that's what I call it.

After taking you to the fraternity
as if we were pals.

- That's gratitude, that is.
- Yeah.

- Gentlemen, I don't understand.
- We don't either.

- I didn't have anything to do with this.
- Oh, he didn't.

"By Robert Randall."

I suppose your name is Macgillicuddy.

But, gentlemen, I really don't know
anything about it.

You don't know anything about anything.

You're a double-crosser
and we're through with you.

Say, the chances are that we won't
even come back in to sleep tonight.

Yeah. Hey, take it easy.

- We'll just ignore him.
- Right!

But really, gentlemen,
there must be some...

I know what I'm going to do
for a clean suit.

- Hey, I thought you were mad.
- Well, I'm not that mad.

Well, how do you feel?

Oh, I feel terrible.

- Now what's the trouble?
- It's this, look at this!

There goes the opportunity
I've waited for all my life.

I made a fool out of myself
and them too.

Had to get drunk.

Hm, by Robert Randall.
What's the matter with that?

I don't know what that's all about.

And now they won't even speak to me.

I don't see how this could
have happened.

What's happened that's so terrible?

What's happened, well, it's that story,
it's got my name on it,

and it's all a fake, don't you understand?

- All a fake, my eye.
- It's your story.

But fellas, let me explain.

- Goodbye, Hilda.
- Goodbye, Hilda.

There, you see.
I assure you it's all a fake.

But it can't be. The paper wouldn't
print it without verifying it.

I don't even remember sending it in.

What difference does that make?
More power to you.

You can do a better job drunk
than those lugs can do sober.

You mean I could have done this
when I was intoxicated?

You did it, what more do you want?

Well, what will I do now?

If I were you, I'd go down
to the office and follow it through.

If you can do this when you're drunk,

you'll be a knockout when you're sober.

I didn't think of that.

Well, I will.
Sure I will!

Well, what are you waiting for?

Oh.

Well, well, so you finally dropped in.

- Did you have a nice night?
- Now listen, chief...

Did you sleep well, did you have
a good breakfast?

What's the alibi this time,
ace reporter?

Can I help it if I was double-crossed?

Yeah, that was it.
We were double-crossed.

Oh!

Hello! Hello!

Not now, Mabel.

So, you were double-crossed, eh?

You mean somebody stayed up
while you went to sleep.

- Double-crossed my foot.
- Foot.

What are you, a cameraman
or an echo?

Where were you when Randall
was scooping the pants off you?

See, chief, I was...

I, er...

- I was with him.
- Oh, now, isn't that nice.

And where was he?

Well, um. Um...

- He was with Randall.
- Sure I was, every minute of the time.

You were with Randall...

Stop it! Stop it!
Stop, you're driving me crazy.

Get out of here, you're fired.

And where is Mr. Randall now?

That is Mr. Randall now.

Mr. Randall! My boy, my boy,
we're proud of you.

We're going to do big things
with you, yes, sir.

Anybody who can scoop
a town like this is alright.

You'll show these elbow-benders
a thing or two.

Newspapermen. You ought to be
selling them, not writing them.

Do you suppose you could work up
a little paragraph on the weather...

...if I take Mr. Randall away
for a little while?

You can take him away from now
on for my dough.

From now on, my boy, this is your desk.

Now sit down and write me a follow-up.

Pour it down till it slops over.

Throw in everything but
the kitchen sink, get it?

Yes, sir, um... Well, sir, I think
there's something you should know.

Don't tell me about it.
Write it and make it sing.

But if you're in the clear, what are you
getting all hopped up about?

I don't know, I don't know.

All I know is everything was alright
till that Randall came along...

...and ticked off about that houseboat.

They couldn't find out you leased
that joint in a million years.

They couldn't find out a lot of things,
but they did, didn't they?

I'm gonna close that Randall's trap,
that's what I'm gonna do.

You guys stay here.
Come on with me.

- I'd like to speak...
- Lefty!

Why, gee, honey... I'm glad to see you.

Why did you follow me? I told you
I was through, will you please go?

Wait a minute, wait a minute, baby.

- This is the Randall home, isn't it?
- Yes.

But... what are you doing here?

My mother works here, she's the housekeeper,
now will you please go?

But I can't go. I've got to see
this guy Randall.

The chief wants him to lay off
this Fontaine case.

What's the Fontaine case
got to do with Floyd?

Look, Baby, I don't know anything
and I don't ask any questions.

I just do what I'm told.

- Now, where's Randall?
- Look.

Let me tell him. You know you can
trust me, please let me tell him.

He doesn't know what he's doing.

Alright, honey, you tell him.

But tell him good, understand?

Sure I will. Thanks, Lefty.

Alright, honey.

I'd, um...

...like to see you again.

Please.

- Well?
- He wasn't home.

But guess what? I saw Hilda.

What? In there?

Yeah, she lives there.
Her old lady's a housekeeper.

She's going to tell him.

She's gonna tell him.

Now, look, when I tell you to do
something, I want you to do it.

- Now go back there and smack him.
- But I can't, he ain't home, boss.

Then come back here and smack him
when he is home.

Say, I got a swell idea.

- So have I.
- Yeah? What is it?

- Hilda.
- Hilda?

I'm talking business!

So am I.

Listen! I have got an idea.

Um, station 42, please.

- Hello?
- Hello, is this Robert Randall?

That's right.

This is Doc Butch talking.
I'm warning you!

Lay off the Fontaine story or I'll blow you
from under your hat, you understand?

You mean you'd shoot me?

Yeah, and then cut your throat
out for an encore.

Hello.

Yeah, yeah.

Mr. Wilson.

I feel that I shall have to resign.

Okay, but don't worry me
about it now.

You'll have to what?

Mr. Wilson, my life has been threatened.

No, by whom?

Gangsters, denizens of the underworld.

Gangsters? That's great!

Terrific? Randall, you're in.

You're made.

You don't understand,
they're going to shoot me.

They even threatened to cut
my throat.

Nonsense. These hoodlums
can't scare us.

Shoot you? I defy them to shoot you.

Why, Robert, this is the biggest thing
that ever happened...

...and he's worried about a little
piece of throat.

Tell O'Malley to bring his camera.

We'll defy all gangland.

We'll tell them we're not only not going
to take their warning lying down...

but in a week, one week from today,

we'll smear the murderer's name
all over the front page.

- A week?
- Sure, it's a cinch.

With your brains and our circulation.

we can solve two murders
like that in a week.

- Called me, chief?
- Yes.

Get a picture of Randall here and get
a good one. Call up the press room.

We're going to build him up
till he has to kneel down...

...to pat the flagpole on the
Empire State Building.

Hold everything.

Oh, brush that speck off your nose.

- Oh, is that all?
- Yeah.

Parkway 77741.
Say, Joe.

Will you rush that plate up
and have it developed?

Hello, Hilda.
Say, um, honey.

How would you like to go
to the movies tonight?

Yeah. I got a couple of passes
for the Majestic.

Busy?

Well, it wouldn't hurt you
to see it again, would it?

Yeah, but Hilda, honey...

Okay, Captain. Okay! That's great.

That's great. I'll have a cameraman
down in 15 minutes.

Right. O'Malley?
There isn't a better man in the business.

Right.

What goes on?

They've just found a bunch of the
Fontaine dame's love letters, hot stuff.

Once you get on, take about dozen
shots from every angle. Get it?

There's only one angle I don't get,
who were you talking to?

Why, Capt. MacPherson at the Precinct,
now come on, get going!

- Where are you going?
- I...I... I'm going down to the houseboat.

I got a great angle on that too.
Meet you back here in an hour.

Oh, Mr. Maxwell.

Hello, Hilda.

I, um... had hope that you'd
reconsider the movie question.

Oh, Mr. Maxwell, I thought you'd be
too busy on that Fontaine case...

...to bother about the movies.

Oh, that. Well, honey, I've got
the whole thing practically figured out.

Just one or two moves and I'll break
a story to get the whole town stunned.

"The Houseboat Murder Mystery."

Say, this is great.

Great.

The room was like this,
just about this size.

She was seated on the divan at the end
just about there.

- Look. Do you mind?
- No.

That's fine, fine!

Now, you're seated there.
We'll work this out.

He approached her furtively.

He walked around the table like this.

He sat down beside her.

She looked at him suspiciously.

Just the way you're looking at me.

He moved closer.

He put his glass down.

Then she must have put
her glass down.

And he slipped his arm around
her slowly, like this.

And she attempted to get
out of his grasp, like this.

But she didn't have a chance.
His was the grip of a mighty man.

He pulled her to him, closer.

Closer...

Closer.

Closer...

- That isn't the way it happened at all.
- No?

No.

- Well, how do you know?
- Woman's intuition.

- Well, then you must have a theory.
- Oh, yes. Yes, I have.

Now look, why would a man kill
a girl he's making love to?

It's obvious he wasn't making love
to her, she had repulsed him.

And he figured out how to get even.

You know how?

He lay in wait.

Now, you get under there
and I'll show you.

Yes, but you haven't got the idea.

That's what you think.
Go on, get under.

Under there?

- Then what?
- Quiet, I'm thinking.

Good afternoon, Mr. O'Malley.

Oh, good evening, Olga.

Um... nice day.

Oh, Hilda!

I'm in here, Mr. O'Malley.

Oh, don't move, don't move.

Flowers for the beauty.

- Why, Mr. O'Malley, for me?
- Think nothing of it.

Think nothing of it.

By the minute I laid eyes on you,
I figured...

Now there's a gal that rates orchids.

But these are carnations.

I know... I changed my figures
when I got to the flower shop.

Um, look, honey, um...

Let's cut out all this social stuff.

From now on it's Hilda and Ed,
Ed and Hilda.

What do you say?

- Mr. O'Malley!
- Ah-ah. Eddie.

- Oh, Eddie.
- Now you're saying something.

Look, honey, what do you
say that, um...

You and me, um...

Did anyone ever tell you
you have beautiful eyes?

The wrong people always do.

The wrong...
Oh, don't misunderstand me.

But, speaking of the wrong people,

a gorgeous gal like you isn't safe
around an old rou� like the Deacon.

- Oh, I'm sure Mr. Maxwell wouldn't...
- Oh, listen, honey pie.

There's nothing that Mr. Maxwell wouldn't.

Percy, the passion flowers, that's what
the boys out in the office call him.

A well-scrubbed vulture
in modern dress.

Why, do you know they borrow
his address book...

...every time the city wants
to take a census?

Oh, I didn't think Mr. Maxwell thought
about anything but his work.

Oh, that's the trouble.

That is his work.

Now, um, you take me for instance.

- I'm the type of...
- Excuse me.

Oh... Into each life some
rain must fall.

I thought maybe you'd like
a cup of coffee.

This is a fine time to be
thinking of coffee.

- I do't want any.
- Oh, but I make good coffee.

I don't care if you make it
with diamonds. I don't want any.

Now, um... where were we?

Maybe you'd like a cup of coffee.

- No, I don't want any coffee.
- Who's that?

- Oh, it's you.
- Who did you expect, Johnny McCarthy?

- What's the big idea?
- Well...

A fellow's gotta go some place
to think.

Think? That must be the name
the Greeks had for it.

Well, you see, Edward, we were just
reenacting the crime.

Of course we were.
Anybody but a halfwit could see that.

Excuse me, but I just made this fresh.

- I don't want any!
- Well, I do.

Percy the passion flower, that's what
the boys in the paper call me, huh?

Never mind that. We're going
to be gentlemen, are we?

No double-crossing, no tricks.

A well-scrubbed vulture, am I?

Sending me out on a wild goose chase
after a lot of phony love letters.

The best cameraman in the business.

Oh, so I exaggerated. So you're not
the best cameramen in the business.

- I'm not? Who says I'm not?
- You just did.

- I'm a liar, huh?
- Boys, boys, please!

- Hello, Robert.
- Hello, Hilda.

- Oh, company, huh?
- Everything go alright down at the paper?

Yes, everything was fine, thanks, but...

I hope you boys aren't still
angry with me.

Why, Bobby boy, how could we be?

Angry with a Globe's ace reporter?
Why, it's preposterous.

Just a minute.

Mr. Robert, there's some man
at the door.

He wants to see the newspaperman
who lives here.

Thank you, Olga.
Excuse me.

Just a minute.
Why are you going?

There's a gentleman who wants
to see me.

When anyone asks for a newspaperman
when I'm around, it means me, get it?

Comprendez-vous?

Did you want to see me,
my good man?

Are you the guy that writes
for the Globe?

Am I? Their ace reporter
at your service.

Oh.

My goodness, he's fainted.

Yeah, he fainted with his chin
and the guy crossed with his right.

Oh, beautiful, beautiful.
Hope it didn't break his plates.

- You mean somebody struck him?
- He didn't get it playing cribbage.

We'd better take him up to bed.
I'll call my mother.

You'd better call his mother.
Give me a hand.

Maybe he'd like a cup of coffee.

Listen, if your kisser was pushed around
like his, would you like a cup of coffee?

It was a severe blow, but he seems
to be coming around all right now.

- Oh, good. That's a relief.
- I'm so glad.

So that was it.
I was struck by lightning.

That's what you think.

Don't worry, my boy,
you'll be all right now.

There's no telling how far this may go.

I'll probably be the next victim.

Victim?

I was warned that something
like this might happen.

Oh.

Oh, um...

Um...

Come here a minute.

Olga, see that he's kept
absolutely quiet.

Anything special in the way
of diet, doctor?

Nothing but liquids.

Remember the guy that telephoned this
morning and said that he was a gangster?

Yes, yes, of course.

You mean that was you?

Then there aren't any gangsters?

Well.

I told you, chief, everything's fixed up.

I smacked him so hard
he'll be out for a week.

So what, he says he's gonna
spill the works in a week.

Just newspaper talk.
Hooey, that's all.

Yeah, that's what I say.

What are you guys? Mind readers?

Sure it's newspaper talk.

And all they can do is put me
in the hot seat.

Me, not you guys!

Say.

Are you sure this is the guy?

Am I sure, what do you mean
am I sure?

This can't be.

- What do you mean?
- Why can't it be?

Because this ain't the guy I socked.

This ain't the guy you socked?

You mean you didn't sock Randall?

- Why you son...
- Take it easy, boss.

Take it easy?

You can't trust nobody no more.

I don't anticipate any trouble.
If there should be...

Good night, Mr. Randall. Thank you.

Why, Hilda. Is there anything wrong?

Robert, I...

I don't know just how to
tell you this, but...

This newspaper racket isn't for you.

You belong in the work you've
been doing, it's big, important.

- But I hate it. You yourself said...
- I know, but...

Robert, you've got to listen to me.

Don't do any more of this cheap,
cheap murder stuff.

Get out of it now before it's too late.

- Before there's trouble.
- I don't understand.

You said that...

Hilda, do you remember
what you told me this morning?

Yes, but, now I'm telling you that...

Now listen to me.

You said that the thing I wanted to do
was the thing I should do, didn't you?

- Yes, but...
- Well?

Right now, the thing I want to do...

That's a good boy.
You finished all your milk.

Is that your idea of a liquid diet, Olga?

Why, of course, what's yours?

Well, you don't need a knife and fork
for bourbon, scotch or rye, do you?

Oh. Mr. Maxwell, and just
when I was beginning to...

To, um... to what, to like me?

Agh, nonsense.

- Now you get some rest.
I don't want to rest, I'd rather look at you.

Mr. Wilson, Mr. Wilson.
- Yeah?

There's something very important
I have to tell you. You see...

Never mind, never mind,
don't tell me a thing now.

All I want from you right now
is more on that Fontaine case.

With the build-up we're going
to give you, you'll be a hero.

- But you don't understand, Mr. Wilson.
- I don't have to understand.

You just keep on writing,
that's all you have to do for me.

What have you got there?

Okay this.

And you tell Casey to blow
that photo of the mayor...

...in the cowboy hat up to
three columns.

Yes, sir.

What's the matter with you?

I tried to tell him there are no gangsters
and he wouldn't listen to me.

Now he wants me to write
a follow-up story.

No gangsters? Is that all that's
eating you?

I'll give you gangsters for breakfast,
lunch and dinner.

He wants to make a hero out of me.

Alright.

So we'll make you a hero.

Circulation.

Gangsters!

Hello, Dowling, this is O'Malley.

I want you to take a picture of a guy
being thrown out of the Randall home.

Pick me out a mug from circulation...

...that looks like a gangster and have him
up at the house in about an hour, will you?

Thanks.

That wouldn't be honest.

He didn't specify he wanted
an honest hero, did he?

All you have to do when he gets there...

...is throw him out on his ear
and take a picture of him.

Now scram.

You really think that's
a good idea?

Good? I thought of it, didn't I?

- I'm never wrong, am I?
- I hope not.

- What are you doing?
- Darning your sock.

- Why?
- Because it's got a hole in it.

It wouldn't be because
you liked me, would it?

You know, I've been doing a lot
of thinking lying here in bed.

Do you or do you not think
I would make a good father?

- That's going too far!
- But why, it's very reasonable.

If I marry you, I'll be Hilda's
father, won't I?

You mean you marry me?

But certainly, what did you think
I'd meant?

Thousands of people do it every day.
They've been doing it for hundreds of years.

Why shouldn't we?

I... I know I'm a little wild and, um...
I've been around a lot, but...

Figure the fun you'd have reforming me.

I think I'll go fix you some dinner.

I told you to tell that Randall guy
to lay off, didn't I?

I did tell him Lefty, honest I...

- Hello, Edward.
- Hello, Bobby boy.

Yeah?
Well, this time I'll tell him.

- I see you found the place all right.
- I told you I wanted to talk to you.

I know what's expected.

- Do you know who that was?
- Of course I do.

- And you're not afraid?
- Afraid?

Certainly not, I know what I'm doing.

Liste, come back here.

I talked you into this, now you've got
to let me talk you out of it.

- You can't know what you're doing.
- But, I do, really I do.

I just can't figure it out, chief.

You can't figure it out.

I'm not asking you to do any more figuring.
From now on I'll do the figuring.

I'm gonna get some of the boys
and get them quick.

I'm gonna get that guy
out of my hair now.

I'm the envy of every newspaperman
in this city or town.

I'm driving the underworld to cover.

You saw that. They're afraid of me.

I'm making history.

History, baby.

You're still my girl, aren't you, Hilda?

Oh, sure, Benny.

Hey, were you looking for a guy from
the circulation to do a stunt?

- Are you from circulation?
- Sure.

I wonder who the guy...

Here, grab this taxi and take
that down to the paper, hurry, go on.

Sure. Hey, who's going to pay
the cab fare?

Try and collect it from Wilson.

I do.

I do.

I do.

- Say, are you alright?
- I'm fine.

Hey, congratulate me.

I'm going to marry Olga.

- Marry Olga?
- Yeah.

- What's the name of that doctor?
- What doctor?

A concussion he was afraid of that.
Come on, get to bed, will you?

What, I've never felt better in my life.

What's this you got here?

- Well, what's the date?
- Third of July.

- What's tomorrow?
- Fourth of July.

- Fireworks.
- Fireworks?

Why, you can't bring fireworks
into a house like this.

The first thing you know it'd explode,
catch fire and then there would be a...

Uh-uh.

I know, but the doctor said
I was on a liquid diet.

That's what he said.

Now just a minute.
We gotta do this thing right.

Remember the Battle of the Marne.

Are we gonna do that again
this year?

Sure we are. Now, you be the bad guys
and I'll be the good guys.

Listen, why do I always have
to be the bad ones?

Because I always have to be
the good ones.

And listen, be careful.
I'm wearing my good hat.

Alright, I'll leave it on your head.

Hey, now, look out.
That ain't fair.

Bull's eye!

Bingo!

Hey, guy, you take that!

And that!

What are you doing here?

What do you want?

- Randall, where is he?
- He's not here.

- Well, we'll wait till he gets here.
- Wait a minute, chief.

Shut up, I'm tired of waiting. Now get
in there and keep her quiet or I will.

Get in there, hurry up.

Turn the lights out.

- Good evening.
- Oh, Mr. Wilson. Come right in.

- Why, Mr. Wilson.
- Robert!

I'm glad you're at home.
I want to congratulate you.

Not home, eh?

You've done a fine job, my boy.
A fine heroic job.

- Me?
- Exactly.

And I'm proud of you.

I only regret that I wasn't there
to help you.

I'd have shown them a thing or two.

It would give me the world of pleasure...

...to tear those yellow, cowardly
gangsters limb from limb.

But, Mr. Wilson, I've tried
to tell you, but...

Well, there aren't any gangsters,
Mr. Wilson.

Certainly not, they're on the run.

There aren't any gangsters?

- There aren't any gangsters?
- No, sir.

I tried to tell you, Mr. Wilson.

That's just a stunt that
Mr. O'Malley thought up.

You mean to tell me this is phony?

Well, yes, sir.

You're fired!

You a reporter!

A trickster, that's what you are.

Phony gangster.

So, this wasn't bad enough.

You're up to more tricks.

Gangsters! Why, you don't
even look the part.

Phonies! For two cents
I'd throw you out myself.

But I don't know anything about this.

Step in the parlor, buddy,
and we'll unload.

- Come on, grandpa!
- Take your hands off me!

Just a minute, do you know
whose house this is?

That don't make no difference to me,
get going!

Come on, get over there, sister.

Get over there!

Is this your idea of a joke?
You're not fooling me for a minute!

- Take your hands off me, you phony!
- Shut up!

- Phonies, eh?
- These dramatics don't scare me!

Then maybe this will.

Well, that takes care of him.

These men aren't phonies, I've been
trying to tell you that right along.

That's Lefty Gertz, that's Floyd Miller
and this is Chuck...

How do you know who these men are?

- Shut up, you!
- You can't talk to her like that!

Wait a minute, where are you going?

I'm taking this coffee to the bad man.

Yeah? Well I'm just as bad as he is.

And so am I.

- Oh, but you mustn't drink this coffee.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- But you...
- Alright, alright, alright.

Wait a minute. Fifty-fifty.

Here's looking at you.

Now I wanna know what you know.

- About what?
- About the Fontaine case.

You were gonna spill who killed her.
Well, who did kill her?

I don't know anything about her.

You said you were going to spill
within a week.

- Well, you spill it now.
- How can he if he doesn't know?

Shut up!

I'm gonna give you just
three seconds to come across.

There's something going on here.

There's somebody up on the roof.
Go upstairs and find out.

- Okay, boss.
- You go outside and take a look.

Right.

Somebody's on the roof, let's take 'em.

Indians!

- Let's scram out of here.
- What about the chief?

Well, what about him? Come on!

Listen... listen!

- There's a murderer at the Randall house.
- Shall I send a reporter?

No, a reporter no.
Send the Police Department.

The Fire Department.

And the riot squad...
and the marines if they're not busy.

Oh... and stand by.

The guy's dead and there ain't
a mark on him.

Say, it must be some kind
of mysterious poison gas.

- Did you see that?
- Yes!

Well! This is outrageous!

- What's going on here?
- Exactly! How dare you!

- Quiet, lady, quiet.
- I refuse to be quiet.

I demand that you leave my house
immediately and take him with you.

Sorry, lady, he's dead.

- Now look what you've done.
- Never mind what we done.

It ain't nothing compared
to what we're going to do!

Stop, or I'll blow the whole
house to pieces.

Look out, he's got enough TNT
to blow up half this city.

Take it easy, Deak, please. Easy, Deak!
Easy now, don't, please, Deak.

- He's crazy.
- Is he really nuts.

He's out of his mind, put that
gun away, humor him!

Take it easy, Deak, think
of the women and children!

Yeah, yeah, think of the women
and the children!

Into the other room, and you'll find out
what this is all about.

- You too!
- He's dead.

Dead?

You'll all be dead!

We ain't after you.
We must clarify...

Into the room!

- The man's a maniac!
- Drop them guns, drop them guns.

He's nuts, he's crazy,
he's out of his mind.

Look out, think of the women
and children.

Easy!

- Good afternoon, I'm Mr. Wilson.
- How do you do?

- Take it easy!
- Quiet everybody and be careful!

I see guns, I get mad.

And when I get mad, I blow up people.

Now, one false move out of any
of you and I'll light this.

And if I do, you'll all be blown
into the middle of the East River.

The Deacon has gone crazy.

He's going to blow us all up.

Come back here, you!

Come back here!

- Fourth of July.
- Get in here!

Yes, sir.

You smart guy!

Now you're gonna get it
with the rest of them.

Yeah, but...

Get back there.

Now we're gonna get down
to business.

What do you want, what do you want?

I thought maybe you'd like
a cup of coffee.

Coffee? What kind of a joint is this?

- I made it especially for you.
- Get out of here.

Get out of here!

- Oh, no! That's for...
- Keep quiet!

But it's for him.

Think you could pull a smart one on me
and get away with it, huh?

I'm gonna let you all have it.

- The whole bunch of you.
- Wait a minute!

You can't kill a lot of innocent people.

I'm Robert Randall, I wrote that story
and I know the answer.

I know who killed Gladys Fontaine,
I'm the only one who does know.

So if you're gonna kill anybody,
I'm your man! I am, do you hear?

What is this, Alice in Wonderland?

You don't know whether it's
Tuesday or August.

He was drunk when he wrote that yarn,
he doesn't know who killed Gladys Fontaine,

and he won't until I tell him.

I tipped him off about that houseboat.
I may not know all the answers...

but at least I know the important ones.

I'm the little girl that can put you
right square in the hot seat.

You ain't gonna live long enough
to put anybody in a hot seat.

What do you know about all this?

Go on, speak up, baby.

Sure, I will.
I'm sorry, Mom.

When you thought I was working
out of town, I wasn't.

I've been working for them,
I've been part of their racket.

She's trying to protect us,
I don't believe it.

Oh, you don't. What do you
think I am, psychic?

I walked out on them
the night I came here.

This is outrageous, I won't have
this awful woman in my house.

Leave the premises immediately.
Immediately!

This is the girl I'm going to marry,
you can't talk like that to her, Mother.

Nor to my daughter.

Nor that daughter of the woman
I'm going to marry. How dare you, Madame?

- You're going to marry Olga?
- Exactly!
- Exactly!

- And I'm giving notice.
- Right!

You can't leave me at a time like this.

You try and think of a better
time, lady.

Quiet!

What are you trying to do,
make a monkey out of me?

Listen, Floyd, plugging this crowd isn't
going to get you anywhere, so forget it.

Say, why don't you keep your
nose out of this?

Hey, wait a minute.
What's this all about?

Well, that guy there's trying to pin
the rap for the Fontaine dame on me

He's trying to say that I killed her.

Well, I didn't kill her, nobody killed her.

- She just keeled over.
- Hey, what do you know about it?

Were you at the houseboat?

Houseboat? I didn't say anything
about a houseboat.

I don't know anything about a houseboat.
I don't know anything about anything.

You do so! I saw you there.

You saw me, you little rat?

You gave her the coffee. I made it
for you but you gave it to her.

Coffee? What's coffee
got to do with it?

Wait a minute. I think I've got something.

Now, Benny. Think carefully.

Did that man out there drink
any of your coffee?

Yes, but I made it for him.

Now wait a minute. You say
you were at the houseboat.

You made that coffee.
You poisoned it, didn't you?

- You put poison in it.
- Yes.

Yes, because he's a bad man.

Coffee. Now I remember.
Sometimes it puts them to sleep.

- That's it.
- Did you make this too?

Yes, but I meant it for him!

He took Gladys Fontaine
to the houseboat and he...

Floyd. You gotta do something
about Lefty. He drank that coffee.

Shut up, that's his hard luck.

- I'm gonna get a doctor.
- Stay where you are.

- I'm gonna get a doctor.
- Stay where you are!

Listen! The police!

Don't move, anybody.

Don't move, anybody.
Where you are!

Gas! Tear gas!

Listen...

- Are you a gun moll?
- I just live here.

Take it easy, boys, will you?

Robert, did you really mean
what you said about...

About our getting married?
Of course, honey.

We'll make it a double wedding.

I'll stand all the expenses.
Reception, flowers...

Thank you, Bobby boy.
Thank you, but remember,

the next time it's on me.

Hello? The Deacon?

Uh...

Not now, Mabel.

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Lu�s Filipe Bernardes