After the Thin Man Page #3

Sometimes I wish he were dead!

I'm just a little confused.

Do you want him back or don't you?

- Nick!

- Why, of course she wants him back.

- Selma, don't, please don't.

- I'll leave this in your hands, Nicholas.

If you'll excuse me,

I'll go back to my guests.

Don't worry, darling.

It'll be all right. Nick will find him.

The one sure way

to get him back is to cut off his money.

- I know.

- Well, if he doesn't show up before...

tomorrow morning, I'll go down

to the police and see what I can do.

- Thank you, Nick.

- Mr. Graham calling, madam.

- David, Happy New Year!

- David, how are you!

Nora, nice to see you.

Thank heaven you two are back.

Selma, how are you, dear? Any word yet?

- I'll tell you what.

- What?

Let's take David and sneak out. We'll go

somewhere and celebrate the New Year.

Hey, that's a good idea!

How about it, Selma?

Come on, it'll be like old times,

when we were all engaged.

Yes, before we made any mistakes.

What do you mean, "mistakes"?

- I was thinking of Selma.

- Come on, Selma.

Thanks, I want to stay near the telephone,

you know, just in case... You go, David.

No, not on your life. I'll stay here with you.

Well, then good night, dear.

- Try to have a Happy New Year.

- Yes.

- Happy New Year.

- Very Happy New Year, Selma.

- Good night, David.

- Good night.

- Come, we'll say good-bye to the family.

- It will be a pleasure.

Look what I found.

- Iced and everything.

- Don't you stay here, David.

- You go out and have some fun.

- Don't be silly, we can have fun right here.

What's the matter with me, anyway?

Why haven't I any pride?

Why can't I face it?

Robert doesn't give a hang about me.

Can you indefinitely go on caring

for someone who doesn't care for you?

Well, it's been done.

David, I'm so sorry. I've been such a fool.

You really ought to hate me

for what I've done to you.

Don't talk like that. Look, you get

the glasses and I'll try to open this thing...

No, we're going out. This is a new year,

the time for resolutions.

I'm through with Robert, I mean it.

I'm going to get my things.

We're going to celebrate!

We'll start the New Year right.

- What is it, Henry? The telephone? Has it...

- No, madam, it's Mrs. Forrest.

She would like you to join her

in the drawing room.

All right, Henry.

I guess it's no use.

- Please go, David.

- Now, Selma.

No, I'd rather you did, really. I'll go to bed.

Dr. Kammer's given me

something to make me sleep.

All right, I'll go.

- Good night, Henry.

- Good night.

Darling, you will try

to find Robert, won't you?

- I didn't lose him.

- It'll get you in right with Aunt Katherine.

- That's what I'm afraid of.

- Oh, Nick...

- David. What happened?

- Selma sent me away, wanted to be alone.

I could murder that Robert.

Wait till I tell you about

the newest thing he pulled on me.

He called me several days ago...

and told me if I gave him $25,000...

he'd clear out and leave Selma for me.

- Lovely boy.

- What did you say?

Well, I didn't know exactly what to say.

I asked him to give me several days

to think it over.

$25,000 is cheap if he'll really go.

Why don't you get up a collection?

I know a lot of people

who would be glad to contribute.

Poor girl, it was bad enough

with Aunt Katherine and Robert...

- now she's got that Dr. Kammer.

- Who's Dr. Kammer?

I don't know, he's some nut psychologist.

Sits around and talks about

her dreams by the hour.

I get the creeps every time I look at him.

Harold, we want to go someplace

and get the taste of respectability...

- out of our mouths.

- Okay, Nick.

- I don't think I can go.

- David, why not?

I've got too much on my mind, I guess.

I'm glad you're back, anyway.

- Happy New Year.

- Happy New Year, David.

Selma was a fool

not to have married him instead of Robert.

Well, they all can't be

as lucky as you are, darling.

What have you got to offer, Harold?

There's Tim McCrum's,

and there's the Lichee...

and there's the Tin Dipper.

- Is the Lichee a Chinese restaurant?

- Yes'm.

- Me no lookee for Robert.

- The Lichee.

The Lichee.

Not now, baby, I gotta make a change.

I'll be right back.

- Well, make it snappy.

- Waiter, bring Mr. Landis another drink.

Hello, Dancer.

Say, what's the idea?

You better not leave that guy.

- These shoes are murdering me.

- Don't be long. He might get restless.

Say, I'm getting pretty fed up with him.

You can turn him loose tomorrow.

Yeah? Tomorrow's a holiday,

the banks will be closed.

Yeah, that's right.

Well, the day after, what's the difference?

Is it worth it?

Come on, make it snappy.

I'll keep an eye on him.

- Polly! Polly!

- Sorry, Sonny, I'm busy.

- I got a message for you.

- Well, what is it?

- Your brother's looking for you.

- Well, let him look.

- So that's the way it is, huh?

- Phil, don't try to start anything...

- I'm in a hurry.

- You've been in a hurry since I got back.

Can I help it if I gotta work?

That ain't what I'm kickin' about.

What's going on with this drunk?

- Nothing.

- What's this?

Give me that. What are you trying to do,

drive me nuts?

Shut up, or I'll smack you

right in the teeth.

- I'm in on that, you know.

- Now, Phil, after all...

- lf you don't cut me in, the party's off.

- I can't cut you in.

- It's yours, ain't it?

- Yeah, but...

- But what?

- Now listen, Phil, don't spoil my makeup...

- I got another number to do.

- So that's the way it is, eh?

You big lug.

- Now, how am I gonna explain that?

- There are a lot of things...

you'll have to explain

before I'm through with you.

Phil!

What are you doing?

Shaking her down again?

- What's that to you?

- Why don't you lay off her for a while?

- She's busy.

- I know.

- What do you know?

- A few things that are going on here.

Smart boy, eh? You know things.

When are you going

to start shaking me down?

When I want to shake you down...

I put up with you because

you're Polly's brother, but don't...

think you can ride too far on that ticket.

Now stay away for a couple of days.

My, what big confetti they throw here.

Get out of the way, you big clown.

- Well, that's more like it.

- Too bad we didn't bring Aunt Katherine.

- Oh, Mr. Charles. How are you?

- Hello, Dancer.

Neat way you have

of tossing your customers out.

His sister works here.

I just get tired of him sometimes.

- I felt a gun under his left arm.

- Just breaking it in for a friend.

I want you to meet my partner.

This is Lum Kee, Mr. Charles.

- And Mrs. Charles.

- How do you do?

- I'm your friend, you bet you.

- You sent his brother up, remember?

- Lum Yung?

- Oh, yes.

He's the one who spread out some tong

differences to include a bank stick-up.

You bet you. You catch my brother.

You play trick on him.

No play trick on him, no catch him.

You bet you. Is he still in?

You bet you. For five years more.

Excuse, please.

Is he a gunman, too?

No, but you never can tell

how close brothers are.

- Thought you might like to know.

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