A Slight Case of Murder Page #2

Oh, gee, I hate to do that.

I guess you're right, Mama.

Gee, I...

Hello, long distance? Get me Paris.

What?

Sure. Paris, France.

Wait here, driver.

When the bank takes this brewery over,

we ought to keep that slogan.

It's good. Different.

Yeah, nothing wrong with the slogan.

Nothing wrong with the brewery.

Perfectly equipped, well located,

it's got everything.

Ought to be a gold mine...

once we get hold of it

and change the beer.

Too bad Marco couldn't find that out

for himself, isn't it?

It's a shame.

Morning, Miss Ferguson. Mr. Marco in?

Yes, he is, Mr. Post...

but I'm afraid he's going to be engaged

for quite some time.

His daughter just arrived from abroad

this morning.

- Shall we wait?

- We'll wait.

Well, well, well.

You're looking swell, kid.

You know, you look even prettier

than your mother did at your age.

And that's going some.

Remember, I used to be willing

to bet a million dollars...

that you were the best-looking dame

in the whole burg?

And I got no takers, either.

Remember that?

Nobody disagreed with your father

in those days.

Well, you're looking

pretty well yourself, Remy.

I feel great.

- And my! What a success you've become.

- Yeah.

Oh, golly, I'm proud of you.

Well, you've got a right to be.

You just ask anybody who Marco is.

Why, pretty soon,

I'll be selling enough Gold Velvet Beer...

to float Manhattan Island on.

Why, only the other day,

someone told me...

anybody who takes one drink

of your father's beer stops right there.

Now, there you are. What'd I tell you?

Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Marco...

but Mr. Post and Mr. Ritter

are here to see you.

It's very urgent.

They can't wait very much longer.

Well, tell those bloodsuckers

I'll be right out.

He says to thank you. He'll be right out.

I wonder if I ought to tell him

about Dick now.

If I was you, I'd wait.

I remember once

when your father had a boil...

and I was just dumb enough

to pick that time...

to tell him his brother

was in the penitentiary.

Nora, I hope Remy's gonna like Dick.

I guess he'll like him all right

if he's half what you say he is.

My baby engaged. I can't believe it.

I hope he's good enough for you

and that his family comes up to yours.

You just wait until you meet him.

What kind of a job...

I mean, position has he got?

Well, I don't know.

He didn't write me what it was.

He said he wanted to surprise me.

Remy, your note's due tomorrow.

Oh, say, that so?

Well, I've gotta have another extension.

See, now, look here, you boys

going up to Saratoga for the meeting?

I got a great thing in the fourth race.

- You bet on...

- Remy, we don't own the bank.

We have to do as the board says

in these matters.

Well, okay, just tell the board

I'll need another extension.

Say, I've only been legitimate

for a little more than four years.

I'm just beginning to get on the ropes.

Sorry, Remy, but we can't go any further.

Say, now, wait a minute. Now, you boys

don't think I can't pay it, do you?

You don't think I'm gonna let you take

my brewery away for that kind of dough?

Why, I could let you have it in cash

right now.

Well, we're glad you've got it, Remy.

Yeah, we were a little worried about you.

Our reports show

you've nothing like that amount.

What?

Now, listen, all that Marco owes you

is $462,000.

- That ain't even a half-a-million.

- It's due tomorrow.

Now, listen, if you boys was figuring

on going up to Saratoga...

be Marco's guest, will you?

Drop in on I and the missus

anytime you like. Open house all the time.

Oh, and a different class of people

than you would have met last year.

Thanks, Remy. We'll be dropping in.

- Good.

- We'll be dropping in tomorrow.

Now, do you want to turn the money over

in Saratoga...

or maybe since you have the cash,

you'd better give it to us now?

I'll tell you what I'll do for you boys.

I'll give you an extra 2% interest

on that thing...

if you'll give me a three-month extension.

Now, that ought to make you happy.

No, that won't do, either.

We'll call on you in Saratoga.

Tomorrow, it's the money or the brewery.

Say, now, wait a minute.

I don't like to see you boys taking

that kind of an attitude. Did they...

It's all taken, Remy. See you tomorrow.

What?

Look, boss, I got all the baggage loaded

in the little car.

- Do you want...

- Come on, now.

Wait a minute, boss. I just heard today

that Little Dutch and his mob is out of stir.

Don't bother me with little things like that

right now.

Can't you see I got something big

on my mind? Come on, now.

Now, fix that tie of yours, will you?

Nora's inside.

Come on, boys.

What's up, Remy?

Oh, nothing at all, sweetheart.

Nothing at all.

- But what's all this...

- Everything's okay.

Only a little change in our plans.

We leave for Saratoga right away.

Gip, you and Lefty go on up right away

with the small car and all the luggage.

Mike, you'll take me, Nora, and Mary

in the big car, understand?

- Okay, boss.

- What was that, Michael?

I mean, yes, sir.

You mean, you want me and Lefty

to go on up ahead with the stuff?

Certainly.

Get going and have your kitchen ready...

for the time we get there.

Do you's want...

Does Madame and Mademoiselle

wish meatballs and spaghetti for dinner?

Oh, that would be delicious.

Mike, we'll be right down.

Come on, boys. Get going.

Thank you, Harold.

- "Harold"? Who's she talking to?

- You, you lug. Get going.

"Harold."

Look, Myrtle, me and the family

are going up to Saratoga right away...

so if anything shows up,

you can reach me there.

Well, then shall I phone

the orphanage and tell them...

to expect you today

rather than tomorrow?

Say, I'm glad you reminded me

about that orphan.

You know, I almost forgot him.

Me and the missus will pick him up

in a couple of hours.

Say, you're a great dame

reminding me about that kid. Thanks.

There she is, Mama.

The little old alma mater.

You bet your life, it's a great place.

Culture, refinement. Just breathe that air.

Go on and breathe it.

- Ain't it full of sentiment?

- Is that what it is?

Why, listen, Nora, I could tell you stories

about this place...

that would crack your heart.

Like the time when me and...

Look, Remy, go on in

and get your prize package...

and let's get away from here.

Yeah, well, I'll be back in a minute.

Get ready.

Well, well, well, Mrs. Cagle. Put her there.

Remy, welcome home.

You ain't changed a bit.

Still just as slick as a horsehair couch.

You don't know

what this means to the little ones.

It's a banner day in their little world

when you come.

Yes, I'm sure, but look here.

I ain't got much time...

so let me have a look

at the little mob, huh?

How do you do, Mr. Marco

How do you do

All the happy little orphans welcome you

We are glad that you are here

'Cause you always bring us cheer

How do you do, Mr. Marco

How do you do

As you students all know...

every year we are most fortunate

in having Mr. Marco...

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