All Through The Night Page #2

-No.

l won't do this kind of work anymore.

You won't.

Perhaps you need

a little encouragement.

You don't frighten me.

Frighten you.

l didn't want to frighten you.

l merely wanted to warn you.

You see, tonight's job

is very, very important.

l don't care. l won't do it.

l've thought it over.

You are criminals.

Murderers.

l won't have any part--

Perhaps now

you'll change your mind.

No. You can beat me.

You can do whatever you want...

...but l won't do it,

and l won't let you do it.

l'll stop all of you. l'll tell the police.

l will tell everybody.

No!

This is exasperating.

A man on first, a man on second...

...a man on third, two out,

three balls and two strikes...

...and we have to leave the game.

-Why?

-Yeah, why?

l don't know.

But my old lady says it's urgent.

And when she says

it's urgent, it's urgent.

-You gonna be long, coach?

-What do you care?

Well, somebody's waiting for me,

and that's urgent too.

-Hello, Mom. What's the trouble?

-Oh, hello, son. l'm glad you're here.

-l got here as quick as l could.

-l hated to call you, but he isn't here.

-Who isn't here?

-Mr. Miller.

-l just saw him a little while ago downtown.

-l know.

lt's just as if the earth opened up

and swallowed him.

-Where's Mrs. Miller?

-She's inside. Come on.

You boys wait out here.

For 35 years he never left at this time

of the day. He has to bake.

-Hello, Mrs. Miller.

-Oh, Gloves.

Now, Mrs. Miller,

stop crying. We'll find Herman.

-There's nothing to worry about.

-That's what l told her.

No. No. Something's happened

to him. l'm sure of it.

-Maybe he just took a walk around the block.

-Oh, no. No.

-When did you last see him?

-After lunch.

Yes, just after lunch.

Mrs. Miller went out for a few minutes...

...and l come down to get the flowers

you'd sent me, and he was gone.

-Anybody see him leave?

-No.

Johnny was standing right out there

by his popcorn stand the whole time.

He never saw him go out.

The back door was locked from the inside.

Did he say anything

to make you think he might be in trouble?

-Oh, well--

-No. Why would he be in trouble?

-Sure he never harmed a person in his--

-Will you let Mrs. Miller answer, please?

Well, he did say there was something

he want to tell me when l got back.

-People don't disappear for no reason.

-l don't know.

-Now, now, Mrs. Miller, don't you cry.

-l don't know.

We'll find him for you.

Anybody searched the place?

Why, sure, we've looked,

but we didn't see a sign of him.

-Come on, we'll search the joint.

-Sure. We got time.

Let's go up the attic,

down the basement.

We'll start in the basement and work

our way up. Maybe we can find a clue.

You'll see, my boy will find him.

l'm a promoter, Mom,

not J. Edgar Hoover.

l hope nothing's happened to him.

-What do you make of it?

-l had an uncle once who used to disappear.

Every time they'd find him in Atlantic City

with a dame named Clarissa.

You know l'm only doing this

to satisfy my old lady.

Your old lady. Every time we get settled

at the racetrack, the ball game...

...or the prizefight,

she has to call up and disturb us.

Why don't you get her a penthouse

and isolate her.

l tried that once,

but she likes the old neighborhood.

All her pals are down here.

Well, there's nothing here. Let's go.

What's the matter, p*ssy?

That's a nice cat. Come here, p*ssy.

How about that?

Herman!

l can't figure it. A nice old gent like Miller.

Who would wanna knock him off?

l hope this isn't a clue,

because l just swallowed it.

l been waiting here a whole hour.

Say, chief, can't l get away

long enough to give my girl a hello?

Stick around, will you?

What are you nervous about?

She'll keep.

That's what you think.

l can't take a chance.

The fleet's in. She's defense-minded.

Come on, Romeo, get out of here.

Well, Mom-- Well, how's Mrs. Miller?

Oh, how can she be?

We've got to find out who did this.

Why, he never harmed a person

in his life, son.

Here now, this won't do any good.

You'll make yourself sick.

We'll let the cops handle this.

That's their business.

Excuse me.

l'd-- l'd like to see Mr. Miller, please.

l'm sorry, sister.

He-- He ain't here.

Do you know where l can find him?

What'd you wanna see him about?

Well, it's-- lt's personal.

Well, you're too late.

-He was found dead a half an hour ago.

-Dead?

-Murdered.

-Oh, Gloves...

...l wanna talk to you.

Just a minute.

What the--?

Not so fast, Donahue.

Just where do you think you're going?

l was just talking to a dame,

and l turned around and...she's gone.

Even with a murder around,

you have to talk to dames.

Don't tell me there's a

city ordinance against that.

You just be available.

The DA will wanna know your version.

Hey, what are you trying to do?

Miller was a friend.

l been eating his cheesecake for 1 0 years.

l'm here to help the community.

Just make sure

you don't leave the community.

How about that?

Don't forget the policeman's ball

ain't so far off.

Son...

...did you notice anything peculiar

about that girl?

Peculiar? She does a great

vanishing act, if that's what you mean.

-Yes. Why did she run away like that?

-Well, maybe she was scared.

The puss on that lieutenant's

enough to scare anybody.

No. l've seen her here before

talking to Mr. Miller.

-Well, so what?

-That girl knows something.

Now, Ma, you can't suspect everybody

that comes into the bakery to buy bread.

-Yes, but there's something.

-What do you want him to do?

Spend his life

trying to find out who killed Cock Robin?

-No. But as sure as you--

-l know how you feel...

...but let's be sensible about this.

Let the cops handle it.

Now, you go on home

and buy yourself a new hat. And here--

Here's a couple hundred bucks for

Mrs. Miller. lf she needs more, let me know.

-So long, Mom.

-Goodbye, son.

All right, Barney, drive me home.

Say, Johnny, did you see a girl

come out of here a few minutes ago?

Excuse me, boss.

Hey, Saratoga.

-Yes, sir?

-lsn't that my tie you got on?

-Yes, sir.

-And my shirt?

-Yes, sir.

-What are you doing with my belt?

You don't want your pants

to fall down, do you, boss?

l'll talk to you later.

-Yes, sir.

-Hey, where's Barney?

l don't know. He took a runout after we

left. He's got ants in his romance.

Get him for me, will you?

-Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah.

-Hey, Sunshine.

l got something hot

at the end of the wire. Yeah.

Cowboys from Wyoming?

All right, all right.

How much have they got

in traveler's checks?

Twenty grand. Now, listen,

this is an opportunity of a lifetime.

lt's their first trip to New York.

The sky's the limit.

Okay, Spats, keep them on ice.

Your apartment in an hour.

l just staked a claim to a gold mine.

Spats dug up a couple of Wyoming types

in town on a convention.

They would like to spend a nice

sociable evening playing tiddlywinks.

l hope they're good losers.

l'll make sure. l'll bring my deck.

For who do the bells toll now?

-Yeah?

-Hello, let me talk to Gloves.

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