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Subtitles: Lu�s Filipe Bernardes

Thank you. Has Mr. Gilder been in?

Not yet, sir.

What is it, Mr. Carney?

This is my first trial, Mr. Demarest.

I've lost one or two myself. It's nothing to worry about.

This particular case was a lot to worry about.

I hope you don't get to many pretty clients in your career, my boy.

It apparently goes to your head.

No. It goes to my conscience.

Oh... Major, how are you?

The judge has sent for me. I wonder what he wants.

Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye. This honorable court is now in session.

Judge Lawler presiding. All ye who have business draw near.

Give attention and ye shall be heard.

Call the Turner girl.

Mary Turner for her sentence.

Mary Turner?

You have been found guilty of grand larceny in the second degree.

Have you anything to say or any legal cause to show

why judgment should not be pronounced?

Yes, I got something to say.

I...

Please wait, Mr. Gilder.

What for, Your Honor?

Is that Mr. Gilder?

Why does he want me to go to jail?

Why? I've got nothing to do with it.

Why does she want to steal? I didn't, I tell you. I didn't!

I gotta get this lump out of my throat.

Mr. Gilder...

They've asked me to swear to the ever-loving God

and I swear to you now again.

I never stole and you can believe me because I've never lied...

This isn't getting us anywhere... There were times when I was tempted.

You get ideas standing on your feet nine hours a day, everybody's doormat,

hungry most of the time, and at the end of the week $16 to keep straight hours

I must protest, Your Honor.

It's not Mr. Gilder who's on trial here. Oh, yes he is.

We've heard this sob story for the past two weeks,

It's a very pretty act, but it doesn't quite explain...

why some of the stuff was found in her locker

and the rest of it in her bag.

I've told you a thousand times somebody must have put them there.

That jury have decided who that somebody was. They're not fair.

She's had a fair trial. I haven't"

This girl is guilty. I am not guilty!

May I remind Your Honor you have no alternative except to pass sentence.

I hope, Mr. Gilder,

that your recommendation might enable me to temper justice with mercy.

You won't intervene?

I might just as well go out of business.

After five years of work for him...

And how much did she away with in those five years?

Why you... Please, Mr. Gilder, silence.

Mary Turner, you have been found guilty of the crime

of grand larceny in the second degree.

And for the felony as aforesaid

I order that you be imprisoned in the State Prison for women for a term

the minimum of which shall not be less than three years

and the maximum of which shall not be more than five years.

I'm sorry. I hope it will be a lesson for the others.

You saying that.

You who give a half million to churches and let a thousand women go to hell...

on starvation wages? Why, you smug hypocrite...

How dare you! How dare I?

You've done all the harm you can to me.

I went without any happiness I might have known

all the time I worked for you just to stay straight

and for what? Just to be sent to prison for three years for something I did not do.

I dare all right!

He can take me now for three years isn't forever.

When I get out of here you're gonna pay me for every minute of this.

There won't be a day or an hour

that I won't remember that it was you who sent me to prison

And you're gonna pay for that!

You're gonna pay me for everything I'm losing in life.

Wait and see! Wait and see!

Alright, hold still.

Come on come on. This ain't no beauty contest.

Pull her head up, Marge.

I won't, you've no right!

Yeah? Well this joint is full of dames like you that say we got no rights.

But they're here, ain't they?

That's right, Marge. Side view.

All right, girls, disrobe!

I said disrobe! What do you think we're doing?

I mean this girl.

Hay, Mamie, you're getting fresh!

Don't fret, honey. It all goes down the drain.

When you smell the terrible stuff they put in these tanks

do you ever think of those big steaks six inches thick

with the mushrooms all over them I used to dish up at the Astor?

No, I never ate there.

Nor any place else that would cost more than 60 cents.

Well, believe me, when I get out...

you and me's gonna have a real celebration.

Everything from caviar to champagne.

What on? Five bucks they hand you when you get out of here?

I told you where you can get all the dough you want. From Joe Garson.

We'll talk about that when we get out.

That's soon, ain't it? Yeah.

Next month. And then you'll join Aggie and see the world.

Hey, lay off that stuff. Remember what it did to you last time.

Yeah, I can hear you. At least I think I can.

I just fed the animals and it's a bit noisy around here.

Say, what's the age of this ambitious old gentleman?

Seventy-six?

Almost a century plant.

When you want a new fur coat you hide his false teeth until you get it, huh?

Oh, I say!

Sure. Yeah...

Hm?

Yeah. I'll meet you at the Everglades at 2 o'clock.

No, I don't eat lunch.

Hey, Aggie, you could turn on a couple of dinners too.

Say, Joe, sit up straight. We're passing through a...

No, no, I was talking to Joe Garson.

Yeah, he's here. No, we're just sitting around yacking.

So, nighty-night. Seeya soon.

Say, when I transact a little business on that phone

I wish you mugs would mind a few manners.

Manners!

And me, three years in the same cell with a college professor.

You got a bunch of push... You got a lot of nerve calling on a lady...

and then panning her.

Yeah, Red, how'd you ever get in a lady's house in the first place?

Officer, the window was open and we couldn't resist it.

Expecting anyone? No.

But listen, keep up the chatter and I'll peek out the bedroom door.

I here MacGowan's got a new third baseman. Oh, yeah?

Yeah, his name is Burns, comes from the South Atlantic.

Hello, Mary! Where have you been keeping yourself?

Come on in. Did you get any breaks yet?

Yeah.

I got kicked out of my room.

That's the break.

Has it been as bad as all that?

Say, you ain't gone hungry, have you?

Oh, eating is just a habit, Aggie.

Gee, it's nice and soft.

All of it.

Aggie...

Could you...

Could you lend me a little money?

Aw, gee, Mary...

the little bit of chicken feed I have wouldn't do you a darn bit of good.

What would you have done if I was gone?

I don't know.

Listen, Mary, Joe Garson's in there.

and he just made a great clean up.

You know, he'd be crazy about you.

Come on, huh? Oh, Aggie, but I...

I couldn't do that, I...

I can't.

Now listen, Mary, you gotta get some sense.

In this world you don't get anything for nothing. Now come on!

Hey, gang. I want you to meet Mary Turner.

Hello!

Here we are, baby.

Not bad, eh?

Nice, comfy.

Like a little shot of booze? I got some I can swear to.

No, thank you. I'm not much given to drinking anything.

Good idea. A moll that guzzles is a moll that gabs.

And I can't have nothing but deaf and dumb gals around me.

Say, you look good to me. Do I?

That makes it better, doesn't it?

Uh-huh.

How do I look to you?

Well, I'm here, aren't I?

And don't I know it?

You know, you burn me up.

I guess you've known lots of girls, haven't you?

Oh, you know, coming and going.

But I'm crazy to get one I can hang on to.

And I think you're it.

What do you think of that, baby?

Kinda out of practice, ain't ya?

Been up the river so long?

Yes, I guess that's it.

You like me alright, don't ya?

Sure I do. I'm here.

I'm gonna stay here.

Wait a minute. Something wrong here.

Are you sore 'cause I told you about them other dames?

No, Joe, I like you. I know I'm gonna be crazy about you.

Atta girl.

Go on, get out of here.

Get out of here?

That's what I said. Get out of here.

Why, Joe, why?

I'm wise.

You ain't a regular. You're only a volunteer.

I just got ya.

But I... I...

I don't know what you mean.

You ain't never...

You know what I mean.

That's right, ain't it?

Well, yes. I thought I had you pegged.

Here. Do like I say. Get out.

What are you gonna do now?

I'm going about as far as I could the other way.

Hey, wait a minute.

I ain't never worked with a dame before.

We got a job on now.

Say, we got a great racket. Yeah?

Who's we?

Me and Red. You met him tonight. Oh, yes.

Great guy. I've known him ever since we done time together in Dannemora.

A great racket and you've been to Dannemora?

Well, I wasn't wise then.

And now?

Wise as a tree full of owls, that's me.

Joe...

How much time have you served altogether?

Let's see...

seven years.

Almost a fifth of your life.

Don't you realize that there must be something wrong with your game

if it doesn't work out any better than that?

A guy can't be lucky all the time.

I know, but why trust to luck?

You know, I studied up at that place.

Studied what? Basket weaving?

No. Something I thought I could use when I got out.

The law.

The law?

That's a laugh.

Not the law you find just in books.

The law of money.

That golden trick of getting rich legally.

And it would help me collect from a man

who stood before a judge and refused to save a girl from the pen.

How did you figure that out?

Listen, Joe.

When Aggie shakes down an old man for a thousand dollars, that's blackmail.

And she goes to the pen.

But if she took that same old man and made him write a few sentimental letters

and turned them over to a lawyer for legal action

that's hot balm. And she gets ten thousand dollars.

You certainly use your head to think with.

Is it a go?

It's a go.

And now?

And now...

Now I'm gonna send you home.

And Mary, about that other...

Well, maybe someday, when you get to know me better.

Gee, you're wide, Joe.

Save the flowers for my funeral.

I'll call you a taxi.

Never mind. I'll just walk around and get a little air.

Now, ain't I a dummy? You ain't got a bean, have you, partner?

Oh, I'm only loaning it to you.

You'll get it back, Joe.

I should worry about that.

Good night.

Good night.

Joe, I...

I can't tell you what I think of you.

Good night.

Mary, this is General Harris's attorney.

Uh... Mr...

Irwin, Miss Turner.

How do you do, Mr. Irwin?

How are you today, General?

Oh, Mary!

I'm so frightened.

There, there, darling. There's nothing to be afraid of.

Never mind the makeup. We're not in court.

Now, come on and sit down and answer all the questions.

And you mustn't tell Mr. Irwin anything that is not true.

And if the general did not promise to marry you, then you've no case.

Go on. We know you're fourteen.

Oh...

Now, did he promise to marry you?

Oh, yes, yes. And I wish he would.

He's such a nice old gentleman.

Was that promise made in writing?

No...

But all his letters were in writing. And, oh, they were such wonderful letters.

Weren't they, Cousin Joe?

The general writes a very good hand.

I daresay.

He always signed in a big brown bear.

No... no!

We can't afford a scandal.

So we're going to settle at your own terms.

Here's $20.000 in exchange for the general's letters.

You have the letters, of course?

Have I? Take a peek down here, big boy.

Some other time. There's your money.

If you take that money to my lawyer

Miss Lynch will meet you there in his office at 4 o'clock.

And when her suit is legally settled out of court

she'll give you the letters.

Very well. Come on, General.

Just a moment.

You forgot your marked money.

Young woman. You should have been a lawyer.

Thanks.

Don't you growl.

Well, Mary, you outsmarted them again.

How did you know it was marked?

Instinct, Joe.

I would have took that dough if it had leprosy germs all over it.

Twenty grand?

You'll get that money at 4 o'clock.

And all according to legal ethics.

What a great institution the law is.

Do you realize we couldn't make a nickel without it?

And we're breathing that good New York air.

Instead of being in the pen.

I wonder what the poor people are doing.

I'll call you when I need you.

This doesn't look like a restaurant to me.

Well, it is.

Good evening. Good evening.

No, thank you.

Isn't this a restaurant, Kudo?

Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Now you look in here.

See?

A private restaurant.

For two.

I see.

I suppose we could have gone to Dad's house.

But the joint's a mausoleum.

You never saw anything like it.

I may have to live there

but I do draw the line at eating state dinners with a muzzled policeman behind every chair.

Hey, cocktails, you yellow fellow.

Yes, sir.

Bob, what's the use of all this?

Oh, Mary, don't be so eighteen-nineties.

After all, all girls do dine in men's rooms nowadays.

Yeah, smoke cigarettes and everything.

Do they? Hm-hmm.

I'm not shocked. Only it's so stupid of you to lie to me.

I was afraid you wouldn't come.

And I hate restaurants.

You have to yell so.

And there were so many things I want to say.

Don't tell me you mind.

Not terribly.

What a nice apartment. Like it?

Hm-hmm.

She has quite a bit of taste.

Who's she?

Whoever arranged it. Meow!

The couch is the wrong color, though.

Why? Girls never look their best against red.

Still, she might have been an ash blonde.

Cut it, Mary. You're making me feel like a fool.

Is it such a novel sensation?

Oh, how lovely.

Funny why does a man always choose the most innocent flowers

when he's up to the blackest villainy.

Wait a minute now. Just what kind of a fellow do you think I am?

I know what kind you are, Bob.

Twenty-two, spoiled by a rich father and a lot of easy women.

Pretty obvious about what he wants and pretty obvious how he gets it.

What do you mean by that?

Look at all this.

Candle light, champagne...

flowers...

and then the works.

Only I'm surprised that you have no incense.

That would impress some women.

What's the idea, Mary?

Will you call a cab?

A cab? What for?

I was thinking of going home.

Why? Just because I lied to you?

I've heard about these apartments that men keep on the quiet.

It's been charming. Thank you. Mary!

Bob, there are so many other girls. But there aren't.

I thought there were until just a minute ago.

Now here's my excuse.

Right from the shoulder.

And my apology too.

I lied to you about coming here.

And I'd have made love to you if you'd let me.

Because you're in my heart and soul.

And I don't care much what happens to you and me...

so long as I'm with you.

That comes too easy, Bob.

And too late.

That's the trouble with lunatics like me.

We say things we don't mean so much

that we can't put any real feeling over when we need to most.

I know I love you, Mary.

When did you find that out, silly? A minute ago.

When you were walking out of my life.

I'm still going.

Oh...

To dinner.

Take me with you.

We'll eat anywhere you want, in a lunch wagon, if you like it.

I'd love a nice lunch wagon. Take me along.

I'll just sit there and write "I'm sorry" on the menu 500 times.

Once would be enough.

Do you mean it?

Do you really mean it?

Oh, sweet... Uh-uh...

Remember the first time I saw you?

Having lunch with that half-witted Phil Franklin?

You had on a blue dress with those funny sleeves, you know.

And one cockeyed curl falling over your eye.

I said the second I saw you, there goes my future.

What a dreadful memory. It's your own fault.

You make a vivid impression on a boy.

My baby angel.

Even angels have feet, Bob. I'm sorry.

Thy will be done.

Any instructions, sir?

Yes, Kudo.

Close up the place and give yourself a free trip to Japan.

Marry some nice Japanese girl when you get there...

and be happy.

I'm a changed man, Kudo.

A puritan from now on. I won't need you anymore.

It's sad...

No, it isn't.

Happy days are here again.

Oh, cut it, Aggie, will ya?

I'm as nervous as a witch today.

Did you say witch?

Alright.

You need a shot, Joe. No, I don't.

You better lay off that stuff yourself.

We'll need our heads today.

Don't be a chump. I know the guy that makes this stuff.

Miss Turner's apartment.

Who?

Thanks.

Some dick's coming up here. What's he want?

I knew that last racket was too hot.

Gee, what'll we do? Just when we need Mary she's not here.

Didn't she leave a message where we could call her or anything?

No.

Put that away.

Bring him in.

Your name, sir?

And a butler.

Where'd you leave your monocle, Joe?

Never mind the jokes, Cassidy, what do you want?

And they say crime don't pay.

I said what do you want?

I'll tell you.

I want $30.000 worth of Liberty Bonds

that you got on that Mortimer partnership deal.

And I want them quick. Oh, yeah?

Listen, Cassidy.

You haven't got anything on us.

Oh, I ain't.

Joe Garson, burglar.

First arrest 1921.

Again in '22.

Forgery in '25.

Well?

I don't have to remind you of the Bonds Law, Joe.

Your next trip is for life.

Listen, big boy.

You ain't got any right crashing in a private home with a lot of threats.

This ain't Russia.

Come through with the bonds or we come up on you.

Now take your pick. Open up on who?

The whole amount. You, and you and you.

And that Turner dame.

She's evidently trying to put some smart ideas into your head, Joe...

judging from your present attitude.

But we got her record, too.

Three years in the pen.

For something she never did. It was a cold-blooded frame-up.

She went into prison honest and she came out honest.

You mean careful. Oh, she's plenty smart.

But the smart ones slip too.

And that little tramp ain't no exception.

That little what did you call her?

Oh, you've been playing mama and papa with her?

Joe!

Stop it!

What's going on here?

I came up after the bonds he took from J.F. Mortimer.

That's what's going on.

And since when has the Police Department become a collection agency?

This is the inspector's last offer.

Come through with the bonds or take the consequences.

The inspector knows, of course, that Mr. Garson is Mr. Mortimer's partner.

And that under the law a partner can withdraw any or all of the partnership fund.

Besides, this guy Mortimer was trying to take me.

He's the crook. Yeah.

Why, his name ain't even Mortimer. No!

Plenty smart, plenty smart.

But you ain't gonna get away with this, see? Keep that on.

You're going with me. What?

All of you. Oh no, we're not.

But you're going.

And you can take that with you. I have other copies.

What is it?

A temporary restraining order from the Supreme Court

ordering the Police Department to let me alone

until they have legal proof that I've broken the law.

Until you've broken the law? Right.

What do you call that East Coast Bank deal?

Covered by Paragraph 8, Section 324-a of the revised code.

Look it up. And so are all the rest, Sergeant. All within the law.

Now take that and get out. I've an important engagement.

Well this is a new one on me.

Crooks appealing to the law. Stick around, flatty.

And you'll learn a lot of new ideas.

And hereafter, if the police want to see me,

communicate with my lawyer, Max Hardy.

Hardy? Business must be good if you can afford that crook.

Yes, business is good.

Well? See you some other time.

I'll say you will.

Smarter birds than you have tried to cross me.

And they're all up in the old home right now wondering how it happened.

Oh, Sergeant, did you bring a walking stick?

What?

You lost your head again, Joe, with Cassidy.

I'm sorry, Mary. But every time I see that big monkey I wanna twist his tail.

Spring 6-500, please.

That's an old gag, Joe. When they haven't anything on you they'll pick a fight.

Then the first thing you know you're jugged for assault.

You didn't hear what he said. Yes, I did.

You did? Oh, Mr. Hardy, please.

From the hall.

Don't ever do it again, Joe.

Not even for me.

We're playing it safe now.

You're going to lose your head once too often and we're all going for a ride.

Listen, anytime anybody makes a crack about you

they're gonna get clipped.

Oh, no? Have him phone Miss Turner, please.

Sergeant Cassidy to see you, Inspector.

Alright, Cassidy, bring them up one at a time.

Bring who up?

Who did I send you out for? That Turner mob.

When you ain't so busy I'll tell you the rest of that.

The rest of what?

See if you can beat that.

I couldn't.

Restraining order? Yeah.

Judge O'Connell.

Well, that's a nice one.

How long have you been in the department, Cassidy?

It's my twelfth year, chief.

Well, it's my nineteenth and never before in the history of this country

have the police been up against what they are now.

There wasn't a crook in this town fifteen years ago

had coin enough to hire a lawyer big enough to go to the bath with an order like that.

You should have heard him give me the bum's rush.

Like I was the janitor.

Yeah? Yeah!

Well, it's that coin that makes them so sassy, Cassidy.

And we gotta fight them with what little is left us.

Well, the police are supposed to protect the people, all right.

That's what we're gonna do no matter who likes it.

From now on you fight fire with fire and don't give them a break of any kind.

Yes, sir.

No swarm of lice like these are gonna crawl all over me and make me like it.

The taxpayers put us here to get them and coin or no coin we're gonna get them.

That's all, Cassidy. Go out and see if you can grab some poor thief.

Huh?

I gotcha, chief, I gotcha.

Well, how do you like the old homestead?

I love it.

Good evening, Mr. Robert.

Hello, Arthur.

Hey, what's going on? Your father's giving a birthday party, sir.

For whom? For you, sir.

And on my birthday, can you imagine that?

When you dress up you go right up. They've been waiting since 8 o'clock,

Help yourself to a cup of coffee, would you?

I'll tell you. You wait in here.

I'll dash up and change.

So I thought, Mr. Gilder, you ought to know.

You mean my son has been running around with this notorious blackmailer for weeks?

I'm sorry, but it was just reported to Inspector Burke today.

He came to me immediately.

I can't understand it.

My son!

Why, the girl is just a common little tramp.

She may have been once, mister.

I'll do something! I'll send the boy away.

Hasn't the Police Department some obligation?

She's an ex-convict, isn't she?

Can't you put her where she belongs?

Don't you worry, Mr. Gilder, we'll put her where she belongs, one way or another.

When?

You don't have to travel far to violate the Mann Act.

Pardon me. Do you wish dinner to be served now, sir?

Mr. Roberts has arrived. Oh, he has!

Well, I'll see him. Where is he?

In the drawing room, sir.

I'll settle this Turner woman right now.

Bob!

Bob!

Robert!

Oh, I beg your pardon.

I was looking for my son. He'll be back in a minute.

Thank you.

You look surprised, Mr. Gilder.

I am a little.

I thought I knew everyone here.

We've met before.

Oh, yes? Only it's been a long while.

I see.

I'm Mary Turner.

I thought you'd remember me.

What are you doing in this house?

I came to meet you at the invitation of your son.

My son, I've heard about that.

You're shooting pretty high, young woman.

But it just happens that the police are here.

And you're going to get out of this town tonight.

If I see your face again, I'll send you away for the rest of your life.

If you don't leave my son alone,

I'll go after you with every bit of money and influence I've got.

And I'll make your life so miserable for you you'll wish you never left prison.

Now get out! Dad!

What are you talking about?

What am I... Do you know who she is?

Yes.

She's my wife.

Your what?

His wife. We were married this afternoon.

Don't you understand? I married your son, Mr. Gilder.

You didn't marry her! She's done time, kid. Don't you know that?

It's a lie! It's the truth, son.

She's an ex-convict.

Mary...

That's right, Bob.

I've served three years.

There's a mistake.

Larceny, wasn't it, Mr. Demarest?

Do you realize what you're doing to my son?

And what's that compared to what you've done to me?

I told you when you smashed my life that you owed me for all of it.

And I've just begun to collect.

And that's why you married my boy?

It is.

You keep out of this. This is my affair.

You married me because you loved me.

I didn't. Look me in the face and say that.

I don't love you, Bob.

Just the same you're my wife. I'm going to make you love me.

You can't. You're his son. I'll make you love me.

Son, stop it! Don't you realize what she is?

I don't care what she is.

Do you hear?

I don't care what you've been.

From now on you'll go straight.

You'll put all thoughts of revenge out of your heart.

Because I'm going to make you love me.

She's no good, I tell you. She's a crook.

And if I am, who made me one?

You can't send any decent girl to prison and expect her to come out anything else.

Why didn't she even get time off for good behavior?

I know and I'm proud of it.

Do you realize what goes on behind those stone walls?

Do you?

And do you, Mr. District Attorney, whose business it is to send people there?

Oh, I've served my time.

Every minute of it.

Three full whole years.

One thousand and ninety-five days.

Do you wonder I want to get even?

How much do you... How much what, Mr. Gilder?

Money. I don't want your money. I've had that.

Sixteen dollars a week for five years.

I've got what I want.

Four years ago you took away my name and gave me a number.

Now I've given up that number and I've got your name.

But why can't you get another injunction

and keep the police from tapping on our doorstep

and buttonholing everybody that comes in here? Listen, Mary!

I can get injunctions till the cows come home.

and the cops will go right on disregarding them.

And where are you? In court for the rest of your life.

What I'd like to know is how can they tie up my old day in the bank?

On the ground that it's stolen property.

Demarest can't prove that. Of course he can.

But you'll starve to death before you get it back.

Now, Mary, listen.

What are you gonna do when the rent comes around, big boy?

Haven't I asked you not to call me that a thousand times?

There are much more important things to talk about than that.

Now listen, Mary.

Why hold me responsible

for a situation in which you hold all the cards and refuse to use them?

You are married to this boy.

He's crazy about you.

Listen, Max. It's fourteen stories to the street and the window's wide open.

Get me? I'm telling you the only way out...

Forget that way.

I don't know why she married the boy.

She thought it was the thing to do, I guess...

and that's good enough for me.

But she ain't going through a thing like this to get me out of a jam or any of us.

See?

Well, Joe, I got you into this jam

and it's up to me to get you out of it somehow.

We'll be alright.

There's nothing to worry about.

No...

Gee, I'm kinda lonesome for the old racket anyway.

Hello, Eddy. Hello.

How did you get by that broad line of cops downstairs?

Charm, little boy. Pure charm.

Oh, Max, you know Dapper Eddie Griggs. He pulled that Wells Fargo job.

With me.

Oh, yes. Out again, eh?

Mr. Hardy. Delighted.

Well, goodbye.

I say, this is a bit of old life, what?

Oh, cut out the broad ways. You're among friends.

Ain't that rich? And this mug born in South Brooklyn too.

Eddie wasn't born nowhere. His mother caught him in a trap.

Hello, Aggie. Hello, Eddie.

Can I see you alone, Joe?

We got no secrets. Go on, speak your piece.

What do you say to $200.000 split...

three ways.

What's the catch? It's a cinch. Right in our midst.

Only what?

Ever hear of a painting called the Mona Lisa?

You mean the one that was stolen out of the Louvre?

That's the big museum in Paris.

Well, I know where I can lay my hands on it in an hour.

How can you, when they found it and took it back?

The French claim they found it to save their face.

But what went back was a fake.

The real Mona Lisa is hanging in the library of a certain millionaire right in this town.

Well, what of it? I know where I can get 200 grand for it tomorrow.

That's what of it.

Two hundred thousand dollars for a daffy painting?

Wait a minute, Eddy. Just what is the proposition?

Why all this buildup?

Well, I guess you'd call it burglary. That's out of our line and you know it.

Wait a minute, Mary, give him a chance.

Yeah, we gotta eat.

This is the sweetest proposition I ever heard of.

Not only is the picture stolen but it's smuggled besides.

This fellow Gilder can't even squawk. Who did you say?

Gilder? Sure, the department store chap.

And look. Look at the layout of his house. Never mind that.

You're talking about burglary and we're not interested.

Well I'm interested... in Gilder. Here's your chance.

I ain't forgotten who's better than Houdini when it comes to springing a lock.

No, Joe. We're safe inside the law and we're gonna stay there.

Two hundred thousand's a lot of money, Mary.

We could quit on that. I said that we stay within the law.

Okay.

Mary. On the private line.

It's uh...

Aggie, talk to him, will you?

What'll I say?

I'll listen and tell you.

It's a shame. Two hundred grand is a stake worth playing for.

I'll say it is.

Look at those nice big windows.

Just crying because we won't open them and walk inside.

And the burglar alarm is old, Joe. Twenty years old.

Gee, it's like something you dream about, ain't it?

But look, supposing you get this Mona what's-her-name...

how are you gonna peddle it?

Why, it would be like trying to sell the Brooklyn Bridge.

Do you suppose I'd meddle with this job if I didn't know where to sell it?

I'm telling you the dough's on the line.

Who's the fence? No fence.

The biggest art gallery in this town.

Want a telephone book?

She's out, Bob. Out where?

I don't know where. Just out.

I've got to see her. Please let me come up.

You can't.. uh, we're housecleaning. You know how it is.

Aggie, don't lie to me.

Well, if you must know, I'm taking a bath then.

Gee, wiz.

How do you spell it? S-T-E-F-D-A-L-L.

You know, the galleries on Fifth Avenue.

Ask them what they'll pay for the Mona Lisa.

I don't know. What about Mary?

Mary, let her be! Besides, I got my future to think about.

And a blonde that goes through a hundred dollar bill

like a rabbit eats lettuce.

Are you gonna let Mary talk you out of that much dough?

With that much dough we could quit clean out of here.

Mary would never have to worry again, would she?

Go on. Call them up.

Murray Hill 6131.

Ask for Mr. Green.

Stefdall Gallery.

Mr. Green? Yes.

Mr. Green! Yes?

Tell him you're with me.

Hello, Mr. Green?

Um, I'm with Eddie Griggs.

Yeah...

Are you interested in a certain painting?

Yeah, that's the one.

What would you pay for it delivered?

What did he say?

No, I don't like talking over the phone neither but...

I just wanted to be sure, see?

Okay!

Have the dough on the line tomorrow morning.

Thanks, Mr. Stefdall.

Of course, it's strictly confidential. Certainly, Inspector Burke.

Any time I can be of service, you know.

If he should phone again and ask for Green, stall him off. You understand.

Surely.

While I'm talking to your boy don't be surprised at anything I might say.

You sent for me? Come in, son.

Inspector Burke wants to talk to you.

Well, if it's any more than what Mr. Demarest had to say, I don't want to hear it.

I'm sorry.

But if this girl had married thirty-dollar-a-week-clerk

the entire police force wouldn't be hounding her down.

Son, don't you think you've had enough for tonight?

You know how I... No, there are too many things I want to forget.

Things like...

Say, who's money is in the back of all this anyhow?

And while we're on the subject...

how many times would I have gone to jail on wild parties and everything

if it hadn't been for your money? Son, please.

Now you're using your sanctified coin to run this girl out of town, aren't you?

She's already left town.

On her own accord.

When? Why, she took the Twentieth Century this afternoon.

I expect you'll find her in Chicago. Where in Chicago?

Well, knowing the lady as I do you might try the best hotel.

She'll be there.

Until I tip off the Department. Don't do that until tomorrow.

What do you mean? I'm going out there tonight.

You' re doing nothing of the sort. No, Dad?

If this is the end of you and me, alright.

I know what mother was. You never had to believe in her.

So you don't know what it's like.

If I thought about Mary as you do...

why, I might as well be dead.

Let him go, Mr. Gilder. Why?

It's the only way he'll find out. I don't need to find out.

I know Mary.

Goodbye, dad.

Son!

Mr. Gilder...

The girl is right here in town. I sent your boy on a wild goose chase.

What for? I wanted to get him out of the way

because tomorrow Mary Turner's going on a long trip.

How can you do that?

There's a little burglary going on tonight

right here in this house.

How do you know? I fixed it with an informer named Dapper Eddie Griggs.

And if my plan works, she'll be here.

And when your son comes back from Chicago she'll have a new address.

Things are coming too fast for me, I guess.

You mean she's breaking in here tonight?

No, but she can't prove that that isn't what she was doing here.

What's that? Oh, that's the light on the Metropolitan Tower.

Oh. Now I want you to help us carry out a plan.

First, have this house in complete darkness.

And you be out of the way by eleven o'clock.

I know, but if...

Mary! Mary...

What's the matter? Don't stay here.

Mary, you got to help me. Eddie's out doing a job with Joe Garson.

What? Not Gilder's?

Yes. And you got to go down there and stop them.

You're married to that guy and they won't touch you.

Aw, let them fix the joint. They've got it coming taking a chance like that.

Say, Mary. What are you gonna do?

You stay here. Joe might need you for an alibi.

That's Gilder's house over there.

What are they doing over there?

Telephone truck working on a short circuit.

Why didn't you shag them out? I can't. It's an emergency case, they said.

I hope it doesn't scare Garson away.

I'm beginning to think that Garson had a previous engagement.

Eddie Griggs will get him here alright.

Why didn't Griggs phone like he said he would?

Well, he probably didn't get a chance.

Are you sure that Turner dame will be with him?

Eddie Griggs's wife is attending to that alright.

Now let's all be nice good boys and I'll let you take the ropes and bandages home

to prove to your wives what kept you out so late.

Hey, put those glasses on.

It'll be harder if these guys get a look at your face.

How much longer are you fellows gonna be?

We're working as fast as we can.

East Side, West Side, all around the town...

What's he trying to do? Wake up all the neighborhood?

Say, what's the idea of going to all this trouble to crash into Gilder's?

You could walk right in the front door. The light's been out for an hour.

I'm running this racket. Oh, alright.

Come on.

Come on, Lou, we're going in.

Say, you're sure they didn't pull anything over on you?

Not on me, Chief, not on me.

Why, I've got my eye on every brick in that building.

Not even a mouse could get in without me seeing it.

Someone's coming.

It's the dame.

Hello, baby. What are you doing out so late?

Mary, what are you doing here?

Hi, big boy.

How are you fixed for steady company?

Look at her giving those telephone guys the works.

Take me in there.

Oh, no, no, no.

No, I uh... listen.

Joe will be sore as the devil.

Take me in there. I got this work...

Come on... Listen, let me...

You know what I got to do. I got a whole night's work here...

That's it.

What became of the dame?

Maybe she followed him down the manhole.

And that guy will probably charge the company overtime.

There's somebody at the window!

What are you doing here?

You lied to me. That can be settled later.

You're fools all of you. I won't let you rob this house.

If this goes through we can both quit, you and I.

Don't you realize if you get caught, you'll get life?

I'll take a chance. Come on, Eddie., Give me that knife.

Joe, please, I beg you not to do it.

Don't! Stop it!

Someone's just come in.

Who's that? Bob!

Mary, is that you?

Wait, let go of him!

Stop it! Joe, get him off of him!

Let him go, Ed. What do you want him to do? Squawk?

Let him go.

Bob! Never mind, I'm alright.

Who's this guy? Her husband, Who are you?

Don't talk, any of you. Don't let him hear your voice.

Well, this is hitting below the belt.

You think because I love you I can't make a move against these men?

That you can make a fool of me? Walk all over me?

Suppose I call for help. You're only calling once.

Leave him alone. Let me give her this chance.

I don't want a chance. But let them go.

He was pulled into it anyhow. I'm thinking about you...

Don't think about me anymore.

I'm what I am. I won't change.

Listen. Let them go and tomorrow I'll sign anything.

I'll do anything that will wash this wedding up.

I was only after your father.

I didn't mean to cut you to pieces too.

Let me alone.

Come on, let's grab this herring.

Just tonight I was going to follow you to Chicago just to tell you that nothing mattered...

To Chicago? Burke said you'd gone there.

Burke? Inspector Burke? Yes.

When did he say that? Tonight.

He was here talking to my father.

Joe. Turn on those lights.

I want to see the face of every man in this room.

That's the Mona Lisa.

It's a very bad copy of it.

And not worth $200.000?

Are you crazy? It isn't worth anything.

I'd give you $200 to take it away.

He's lying to you! You stool pigeon!

You did this for Burke? I swear I didn't.

And you were gonna use me to railroad her?

Then here goes!

Don't! Stop it!

Red, take a look out the window! Are they down?

I'll fire at the first flash.

You're scum, Griggs. I'd find you the way you smell.

Bob, somebody's coming!

Hold it, Joe, I got a wife! You mean a widow!

Now, you stool pigeon...

tell that to Burke!

Why, you lug head! You had your hands on them all night.

Hey, now, don't pass the buck to me.

Get him a doctor! Quiet, Joe, that fuss will wake them all up.

Don't look, Mary.

The roof! The roof! They're running!

Come on, Cassidy!

Stick 'em up and quick!

Aren't you going pretty far with this, Inspector?

Just who do you think you are breaking in here at this hour?

What's she doing here?

You mean my wife? Why shouldn't I be here?

Where's your father?

He's in bed, I suppose.

What are you doing here at this time of night?

Call your father.

It's late. I'd rather not disturb him.

Well, just the same I'd like to see him.

Now see here, Inspector, I'll have to tell you the truth.

You see, my wife has decided...

Well, we're going away.

Together.

Naturally we wanted to talk things over...

If you want to see Dad, why don't you come back in the morning?

Oh...

Oh...

Pardon me, I... I didn't know that.

You see, I had some business with your father... Please see Dad in the morning.

Oh, alright.

What's that?

Cassidy!

Cassidy!

Right where you are both of you.

What is it, Chief?

They got Griggs. Got Griggs?

Yeah. You could drive a hearse through the hole they've made in him.

So now it's murder.

Where's the gun? Hand it over.

Search him. Here it is.

What is this? You wait.

So you did it, uh?

Look here, Inspector, you can't do that to my boy!

I can and I will. Eddie Griggs was an undercover man for our department.

Let this crime go unpunished and you might as well have no police.

I'll squirt the truth out of your son the same as I would the poorest tramp.

Cassidy, you and Thompson take them both downtown.

Not her, it's all wrong... Don't talk, Bob, don't talk.

What do you expect? Either you killed Eddie Griggs or she did it.

Did she do it? Good God, no!

Then it's you. It isn't, it isn't!

One of you killed Griggs!

Did she do it? I told you, no!

Did he kill him?

You! I'm talking to you! Did he kill him?

Yes! Mary!

So that's your revenge.

I don't want revenge.

But they'll try my boy for murder. They can't, I tell you, they can't.

What's the reason they can't?

You can't convict him.

They can't, eh? They have the body and the gun was found on him...

and you swear that he killed him. Quite true!

But that man was a burglar.

And he shot him in defense of his home.

Well, you heard the doctor, Red.

You're in a bad way.

Yeah.

Who shot Griggs?

Santy Claus. What?

Yeah...

Griggs wanted a red wagon for Christmas and Santy brought him a sled.

They had some words and Santy outs with his popgun

and let him have it.

Quit your kidding, Red.

You're dying.

I was there, wasn't I? I heard the argument.

It was Joe Garson?

Who's Joe Garson?

I always said they built these roofs too high in this cockeyed town.

Now see here, Inspector Burke...

Yes, Mr. District Attorney, what is it?

It's about John Gilder. Well, what about him?

Well, this boy's father and I have been friends for 20 years.

That friendship's worth something.

And I'm wearing stripes on my uniform

to save people of this city who are my my friends for 20 years and that's worth something.

Oh, come on now, Burke. This boy's no common crook.

We can admit him on bail. He won't run away.

You wouldn't advise that unless he was who he is.

But who he is doesn't make any difference to me.

He may not be a crook but he's acting like one.

He knows who killed Eddie Griggs and he won't squawk.

You hear that? He knows!

Under the law I can hold him here for 48 hours and right here he stays...

for 48 hours and I don't care whose son he is.

Alright, old man. But I think you're making a great mistake.

I've been making them ever since I got this job.

But turning that boy loose is one mistake I won't make.

Gilder's had the whole Bar Association calling me up all last night and today.

They're running me ragged. You're like all the others.

Squawking your head off because of lawlessness and police inefficiency

and the when we use the only possible means to get results you squawk even louder.

Do you think we can get the truth out of the underworld with a lot of pink teas?

Listen, Demarest, I'm after a confession and I'm going to sweat those two till I get one.

You've worked up enough lather already in this case to shave all of Cincinnati.

Ohio!

Good night.

Won't you please take that light out of my eyes, it's driving me crazy.

Who killed Griggs?

It's the ten thousandth time you've asked me that question.

My husband, I told you and he had every right to.

Why didn't he call the police if he had the right?

Why didn't he tell Burke instead of trying to conceal it?

He did tell Burke.

Yes? O'Henry, any news on Garson yet?

Not a thing yet, Inspector. Well, we've gotta find Garson today.

Right.

Here's the dame. Dame?

Never mind the Ritz.

What were you doing in Mary Turner's apartment?

I was visiting Miss Turner.

May I ask how that concerns you?

Oh, cut out the English accent, will you?

It makes me nervous.

You'll have occasion to be nervous when my father hears of this outrage.

Yeah, who's your father? A bootlegger?

My father is Burton J. West.

Are you Helen West? Yeah.

And if you want to call my father, he's at the bank.

Oh, uh... no, he's home.

The number is Rylander 4905.

Go on. Tell him you dragged his daughter from a private home into a police station.

And then make your own plans for the winter.

Now, just a moment, please, miss... I said call him.

Well...

Sit down, Miss West.

Now, you can't blame the Police Department for this.

Where did you meet Mary Turner?

Through Mr. Robert Gilder.

Anything wrong in that?

Don't you know they're both locked up?

No.

It's in all the headlines.

I never read the newspapers.

Hm...

Now may I phone my father or not?

Now, that isn't necessary. If you'll just forget the whole thing, Miss West uh...

I'll send you home in the Commissioner's car and give you a motorcycle escort.

And that's more than we did for the Queen of Romania.

Oh, I'd like that. Only I have some shopping to do first...

Uh, could I stop at Gilder's...

and a couple of other little places?

Why, yes, anywhere you like.

Only, please, overlook this unfortunate incident.

How can I...

when I've met such a charming man?

Well, thanks...

You know, that's the first kind word that I've heard in three weeks.

I hope I have the pleasure of seeing you again.

Thank you.

Hello, Aggie.

Well, I was sitting pretty until you horned in, old kidney foot.

Why aren't you out stealing peanuts off the pushcarts?

That'll do from you, that'll do.

Don't worry, Inspector, she's taken bigger saps than you for a ride...

I beg your pardon.

Who is she?

The love interest in the Mary Turner mob.

Better known as America's playground.

Well so long, boys, I'll see you... Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Let me, if you don't mind.

Where's Joe Garson?

Up in Minnie's room. What's it to you?

Save your jokes for the judge.

When was the last time you saw Mary Turner?

Nine o'clock this morning. What?

You see, we sleep in the same room... You're a liar by the clock, Aggie.

We picked her up by midnight last night.

Alright, call me a liar for a few hours.

You know, you're in a pretty tough spot, kid.

Why don't you come clean?

It would save you a lot of grief.

Come clean? Yeah, you tell me what you know...

and I'll see that you get out of this.

Will you? Absolutely.

Just for telling you what I know about Mary and Joe?

That's all. Now what do you say?

I say you're gonna take a running jump at a galloping goose.

Say, what made you guys think I turned stool pigeon?

Is it my shape or what?

You poor guys oughta take a course in physicogromy.

That's the science of reading the human pan.

Oh, get her out of here.

Yeah, and hurry up...

before he turns my stomach. Come on.

Alright.

Yes?

Did that Turner girl spill what she knows? No.

Tell Cassidy to leave her alone in the witness room with the young Gilder.

Give them a chance to talk. She may open up when they're together.

Okay. What's the latest on Garson?

Nothing yet. Well, put some more men on the job

and tell them it's promotion for whoever makes the pinch.

All right.

I want to know what's happened to my wife.

Mr. Gilder, my orders are... I don't care what your orders are.

If they put her through what they gave me

there's gonna be trouble around here and plenty of it.

Why pick on me? I don't run the Police Department.

I'll find out who does.

Mary.

Are you alright?

Sure I am, Bob.

Cassidy!

What have they been doing to you? Everything, tell me.

Tell me, did they give you a bad time?

I'm alright.

And you?

Gosh, what I've been through the last twelve hours.

But the only thing I could think of all that time was you, Mary.

Oh, it was wonderful, of you, Bob.

The questions they shot at me. Like machine guns.

I didn't say one word they could use.

They gave me an awful ride about Garson.

But here's all I said...

I suppose you told them the truth, of course.

That you'd never seen Joe Garson in your life. What?

Poor Joe.

Isn't it awful what they do to a man once they start it?

They actually believe that Joe shot that burglar.

These cops are funny alright.

Bring that Turner dame up here. Yes, sir.

Williams, you get behind that window and take down everything that's said.

Alright, sir.

Oh, hello, Mary.

I heard they were giving you a rough time.

Did you?

Well, it's alright now. We're going to turn you loose.

You mean I can go?

Sure.

Garson has confessed.

Oh, no, he hasn't. How do you know he hasn't?

Because he didn't do it.

Well, he said he did.

But how could he when he went to... Where did he go?

You ought to know that if you've arrested him.

Who killed Eddie Griggs?

My husband shot a burglar. Was his name Griggs?

Now see here, I can make it a whole lot easier for you if you talk.

Come on, now. Who killed Eddie Griggs? That's for you to find out.

Dan!

Yes, sir? Take her back.

Come on, out!

Hey, Chief, we got Garson.

Fine.

We've got Garson, sir. I know it.

Keep your mouth tied till I give you the word

and tell him nothing. Let his imagination get going.

I gotcha, Chief, I gotcha.

Now, Mary, I'm going to be your friend.

Are you? Yes.

Tell me the truth about young Gilder.

I know he shot Griggs

but I'm not taking any stock in that burglar story and no court will either.

Was your husband jealous of Griggs? Is that why he killed him?

No, he didn't! He didn't kill him I tell you... I thought so!

Who did kill him?

Mary, I got the whole gang.

They're all crooks. Now, why don't you begin again?

I'll give you every chance in the world. I'm gonna level with you this time.

Listen, Mary...

You're stuck on young Gilder, aren't you?

Well, believe me, I'm for it.

It's very seldom you see a real romance in this racket.

What are you leading up to now, Inspector?

Only this.

It occurs to me that you owe your husband an even break

because there are no bridal suites where you're headed for.

Well?

Tell the truth, Mary, and you can wipe the slate clean and live happily ever after.

Sounds just like a story book, Burke.

It is like that, in a way.

Now, Mary, here's your record.

Say the word and it's in the fire as far as we're concerned.

Only we might uh... hold out one item.

Concerning a Helen Mars, do you know her?

Yes.

Well, here's her confession for that unpleasant incident you were sent up for.

And?

Say the word and I'll see that old man Gilder sees this

and, believe me, I got to know him the last few days

And I'm not kidding you, Mary.

You could write out your own ticket.

Get to the point, Inspector. What do you want?

I want the works, Mary! What about Garson?

You expect me to turn on the only friend I ever had?

Listen, Mary, you're stepping out in another class now, you're big league.

And besides, whatever you say to me is between ourselves.

Did you get it all?

No, mam, not quite.

All on the level with me, aren't you, Burke?

I couldn't reach that high.

Take her back. Then tell Cassidy to come in.

Yes, sir.

Does Garson know we got the rest of the gang?

He don't know nothing. He's worried green. He'll be worried greener before I get through with him.

Bring him in. Wait, Williams!

Take out these chairs. Alright, sir.

When I ring the buzzer the first time you lock Basie in one of those cells.

The second time walk Aggie Lynch by this window

the third, young Gilder, and the fourth time you come in here yourself and take a cue from me.

Okay, boss.

No, no, leave that. Alright, sir.

Here's Garson, Chief.

Hello, Joe.

Hello.

Sit down, won't you?

What am I pinched for?

Who said you were pinched?

Well, when twenty cops grab me and start jumping up and down on my stomach

I know they ain't playing marbles.

Is that what they did to you, Joe? Well, I'll have to speak to them about that.

Sit down, won't you, Joe?

Say, I'd like to send for a lawyer.

No use calling till you're heard, Joe.

You know you're not under arrest.

Maybe never will be.

Now, uh... a little back... keep still while I finish this.

Say, Inspector, if you got any charge against me I'd like to know what it is.

What's the matter with you, Joe? Told you I only want to ask you a few questions.

Now sit down, will you, and keep still till I finish this.

Say, Inspector, if you got anything against me I...

Who said there was?

What's the matter with you today, Joe?

You seem nervous.

No, I ain't nervous.

Why, what makes you think that?

Only this ain't exactly the kind of place I'd pick out to spend a pleasant morning.

Say, can I ask you a question?

What is it?

Well, I was gonna say if...

If what?

I was gonna say if...

well...

if it's anything about Mary Turner,

I don't know a thing.

Not a thing.

What made you think I wanted to know anything about her?

Oh, I don't know. You were up at her house.

Don't you see?

Yes, I did want to see her, that's a fact, but she wasn't home.

I guess she must have taken my advice and skipped town.

Clever girl that gal.

Yeah...

I was thinking about going West myself.

Were you?

Well, tell me about it as soon as I finish this report. It's about Eddie Griggs.

Say, I heard about that.

Tough, wasn't it?

Very.

Know what undertaker's he's at?

Why?

I'd like to send him some flowers.

That's real wide of you, Joe.

Only I don't know where these florists sell stinkweed.

Why did you kill Eddie Griggs?

I didn't kill him.

I didn't kill him.

Oh, yes, you did. You killed him last night and you did it with this.

Now, come on, why? I didn't, I tell you.

I tell you did! I tell you I didn't, I tell you I didn't!

Why, you got me all wrong, Burke.

I wouldn't carry a cannon like that.

I'm afraid of a gun.

Honest.

No, I don't think you did kill him.

But I wasn't sure so I had to take a chance.

You understand. Yeah, sure.

We've got the right party safe enough.

You have?

You can bet on that.

Then, if you don't want me, I...

What's that?

I say, if you don't want me, I'll...

I'll be getting along.

What's your hurry?

Where did you say Mary Turner was last night? I don't know where she was, I...

She was home. She never left the house last night.

You know where young Gilder was?

No.

Did the daisy open up? He squawked plenty.

Send Mary Turner up.

What are you trying to hand me anyhow?

He spilled alright. Everything he knew.

What I'm gonna do, Mary Turner, is book you for the murder of Eddie Griggs.

She didn't do it. Keep still, Joe!

Take her out and book her. She'll be up the river in a week.

You can't do that, I tell you. It was me...

No, don't talk, don't talk!

Well, stop playing. He was lying to save me.

Send Williams up here to get Garson's confession.

Don't say a word until you get a lawyer.

You better get a lawyer yourself because you're going for a nice long trip.

Accessory before and after the fact. If that doesn't draw ten years I'm crazy!

You must be crazy, Burke, if you think you can make that stick.

There's nothing, Joe. Yes? Well I'm asking the chair for him.

No! Oh, no, no...

And, young lady, you're going where you belong.

Listen, Burke, I'll make a deal with you.

Don't, Joe. Keep your head shut.

It's the only way, Mary. I can save you a lot of trouble.

What's your proposition? How about letting this kid go if I come clean?

No, don't say another word.

It's me you're after and I swear she didn't know a thing about it, not a thing.

Will I get a full confession? He's lying, he's not going to confess anything.

The works. Okay.

She ain't even called as a witness?

You're on. Then here goes.

Don't! Oh, Mary, I'm going through with it.

They ain't going to railroad you again.

My name's Joe Garson.

Alias? Alias nothing. Garson's my moniker.

I shot Eddie Griggs because he was a skunk and a stool pigeon.

Well, now, we can't take a confession like that.

Because he was a skunk and a stool pigeon.

Have you got that?

The rat came to me with a scheme to rob the Gilder house.

When I say rat I mean the late Mr. Griggs.

Say, Inspector,

I sure put one over on you by covering up with that telephone truck, didn't I?

You sure did, Joe.

I pumped them off and I'm glad I did it.

And this is all true so help me God.

Mary.

Say, come on, quit worrying about me.

Why, I ain't worrying.

Say, you didn't fall for that baloney about the electric chair, did you?

Oh, Joe...

Why, Burke was only kidding.

Sure, sure I was.

Goodbye, Mary.

Oh, Joe.

I can't say goodbye.

It's alright.

It's alright.

You'll take good care of her, won't you?

Well...

So long.

Oh, by the way, Burke,

if the newspapers want some photographs of me, can I have some new ones taken?

Those you got on the rogue gallery are terrible.

Sure.

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