'G' Men Page #6

Cut out the funny stuff. Where's Collins?

- You frighten me.

- Answer the question.

I haven't the slightest idea.

He's just a friend.

I dropped in and he wasn't there.

These gentlemen were.

They looked at me and I looked at them.

They invited me down here and here we are.

Now, are you happy?

Or shall I tell you about my operation?

- Gonna keep on stalling, eh?

- You are so bright.

McCord, I'd like to speak to you

for a moment.

We won't get anywhere that way.

Let me have a few minutes alone with her.

- Why do you think you can get her to talk?

- I know her.

Come on out, guys.

No reason why old friends

shouldn't shake hands.

Thanks for calling off the wolf.

Funny meeting this way, isn't it?

Yeah. Not even a floor show.

Tell me, why did you marry him?

Why not?

Oh, yeah, I know, but why Collins?

Brad's always been pretty swell to me.

I've been happy.

Oh, now, come on, don't give me that.

- Let's stop the kidding.

- I'm not kidding.

All right.

When did you see him last?

You heard me tell them. A month ago.

- I didn't expect you to tell the truth.

- Then why ask me?

Because I can't understand

protecting that guy.

You know what he is

and what he's done.

You know that since he's been out here

he's killed two officers in cold blood.

And you tell me you've been

happy with him?

No, I'm not.

When I read that, I decided to quit.

I'm not going back to him.

There, that's better.

When did you marry him?

A couple of months

after the cabaret closed.

And you never told McKay?

He's one person I didn't want

to know about it.

He'll probably learn it

from Brad, though.

He'll learn it from Brad?

- Is Collins with McKay?

- No.

- He's hiding out at McKay's lodge!

- I never told you that!

- Brick! Brick, you can't!

- You wait there.

- Well?

- Collins is hiding...

...at McKay's summer hotel

in Pinecrest.

- Gerard and the rest are probably with him.

- I thought you said McKay quit.

- I did, but...

- Drake, pick seven more men.

Get guns for all of them.

Martin, call the police at Pinecrest.

Ask them to have three cars waiting.

- Get a transport plane.

- Right.

I could go for this north woods stuff.

- It does something to you.

- You're telling me.

The idea of Mac trying

to keep us out of here.

- Say, I thought you said he was a pal.

- Sure, he is. But he's a bad host.

Imagine him calling this poison

good liquor.

He don't even like it himself.

Give us a speech, Mac, and tell the girls

what a big shot you used to be.

Go on, talk!

You wouldn't like what I have to say.

Closed for the season.

We'd better stop here.

There it is.

Get to the positions

you were assigned on that map.

Davis, you watch the side door.

I've got 12:
17. Five minutes will

give you time to get around the back.

When we're ready to crash in,

I'll fire two shots.

You fellas go through those windows

and doors, and go fast. All right.

Come on, let's see if you can

still stand on those heels.

Excuse us, will you, Mr. McKay?

Say, what's that?

- They've spotted us.

- No use waiting.

Come on! We gotta move!

We might as well quit.

We're not hitting anything.

Keep that gun working!

Keep them in the woods!

Give me noise! Give me lots of noise!

Come on.

- We can't make it this way!

- Side door's nearer to the cars.

Okay!

You've gotta help us out of here!

Shut up! Get upstairs and lay low.

We gotta make a run for it.

Give them the tear gas.

Tear gas!

Gas!

Come on, we gotta make

a break for the cars!

- Who's going out and take it first, you?

- No, none of us.

Come on, Big Shot.

You're big enough to be a good shield.

Mac!

- Hello, Brick.

- Mac, I didn't know it was you.

It wasn't your fault.

You're okay, kid.

Funny, I was thinking about you

the other day...

...wondering when you were

coming up for that...

Oh, Mac.

- Nice work tonight, Brick.

- Road between here and Chicago is blocked.

What's the idea?

I'm washed up.

I'll mail my resignation in

to the Chicago office tomorrow.

Davis.

One time you told me I was the last guy...

...you'd ever beg anything from unless it

meant something to you. Remember that?

- Yeah.

- Personally, that goes double with me.

But I'm talking to you now

as the head of this division.

I don't wanna report you as

the first guy that left this service...

...before his job was finished.

That time it meant something

to you to stay.

Now it means something to me

to have you stay.

Oh, I know how you feel about McKay.

I'd feel the same way in your spot,

but you didn't kill him.

Those rats could have left him inside.

They murdered him

when they forced him out.

And Collins got away with it.

Think it over.

- Who is it?

- Brad. Open up.

What's the idea of moving?

I was afraid they'd find me.

They were looking everywhere for you.

I'll say they were looking.

They raided the lodge

and knocked over everybody but me.

I know, I read the papers.

You got away.

Well, what are you staring about?

You don't look very glad about it.

Oh, I am, Brad.

But, gee, I've been scared to death.

- That's why I didn't leave word.

- I'll say you didn't.

I had to trace you through

the trucking outfit that moved your stuff.

I'd still like to know how those coppers

found us up there.

- They didn't get to you, did they?

- Oh, no. No, I've been safe here.

Yeah, sure.

You're a smart kid.

I just got the jumps.

Forget it. Crack open a bottle of whiskey

and we'll celebrate.

There isn't any in the house.

Well, beat it down to the store

and get some.

- And get me some cigarettes, will you?

- All right.

- You'll find some food in the icebox.

- Okay.

He may be doubling back now.

- I wanna warn Jean.

- I wanna ask her a few questions myself.

- all highways, driving black touring car.

License 391284.

Collins escaped from apartment house

at 2934 Modena.

Collins in Chicago? Okay, Burns.

Collins driving black touring car.

License 391284.

- Oh, hello, Brad.

- Get rid of that car, it's hot.

- Where you going?

- Oh, hello, Jeff.

- Why, l... I heard that Mr. Davis was here.

- Mr. Davis, huh?

- Was he badly hurt?

- Nothing serious.

They took one slug out of his chest

and another creased his skull.

There's nothing to worry about.

He's squawking about having to stay.

- I gotta beat it, kid.

- Jeff?

- How'd he get shot?

- Wait a minute.

He did it saving my life,

and he showed a lot of nerve doing it too.

He's a great guy, Kay.

But don't tell him I said so.

- Are you sure you're all right?

- Yeah, sure, fine. He just winged me.

If I'd come out a few minutes later,

I'd have seen you. I could have warned you.

No, you did the right thing getting

out of there as fast you could.

Come in.

- Oh, l... I'm sorry.

- Oh, please don't go. Come in.

- Miss Morgan, Miss McCord.

- How do you do?

Hello.

I heard what happened. I wanted

to thank you for saving Jeff's life.

Oh, it wasn't much.

We had a lucky break, that's all.

Did he tell you that?

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