All Through The Night Page #8

Sure it is.

lt's better for you too.

At least they can't kick you around

any longer.

How'd you ever get tied up

with them?

l came here two years ago.

Ebbing found out l was in New York

and gave me the choice:

My services or my father's life.

Nice characters.

-What were you supposed to do?

-Meet important people.

Try and get information.

That's why l was at the club.

Oh, l knew you was okay

the first time l talked to you tonight.

Like my old lady says,

''l had a feeling.''

But then as the evening wore on,

l got a little mixed up.

And when l caught that conversation

between you and the headman...

...well, l-- l guess l blew my topper.

Say, you were saying that Miller and Joe

were bumped off by the same guy.

-Who was it?

-Pepi.

That squirt?

What did he have against Miller?

Weren't they working together?

No. Miller was working

under pressure too.

They must have asked him

to do something and he refused.

Oh, l see.

Well, we'll get that Pepi.

We got a special little gadget

up in Sing Sing that'll just melt him away.

lt isn't only Pepi, Gloves.

There are hundreds of them in New York.

ln every city of the country.

They get around, don't they?

l was glancing through this book.

What's in there is nothing compared

to what they're gonna do tonight.

They're planning something

much more serious...

-...than anything they've ever done before.

-Yeah?

That's what Miller wanted

to talk to me about.

That's what l was trying to find out

from Ebbing when you came in.

Holy smoke. Haven't you got any idea

what it's all about?

No, but l do know that there's a meeting

at 3:
00 at the antique shop...

...and they're expecting

two munition experts from Detroit.

How about that?

Munition experts, huh?

-You say the meeting is at 3:00?

-Yes.

Well, we'll bust that up.

Open up. Police.

Tell the cops everything you told me.

That will even up the score

for both of us.

Come in, boys. Am l glad to see you.

All right, kiddie, get your coat on.

We're getting out of here with an escort.

Good evening.

To quote you, Mr. Donahue,

''Get them up.''

You're like a bad penny.

-Are you all right, Leda?

-Yes.

Good.

He won't annoy you any longer.

-Can l go now?

-Yes.

Yes, l know.

l'm sorry, but your father

was an enemy of the state.

That's no excuse for murder.

l'm afraid you will be

of no further use to us.

Take them both.

lf you please, Mr. Donahue.

Okay, buster.

lt looks like it's your pot.

-Do you mind if l check out?

-Keep quiet.

Hi, boys.

Now, l want you to meet

some friends of mine.

You're just in time, boys.

l got something for you.

Good evening, officer.

Mr. Donahue tried to escape,

but we kept him. Good night.

-Thanks, buddy.

-Hey, you, come back here.

Don't let them get away.

They're spies, fifth columnists.

-Yeah, and l'm Hitler.

-l'm telling you. Don't let them get away.

Remember that explosion last week

and that fire in the shipyards a month ago?

This outfit's back of all that. That antique

joint's a front for the whole works.

You take my breath away.

Now, why don't you start your story

with, ''Once upon a time--''

Stop kidding around, will you?

l'm telling you straight.

-lt's in that book l was telling you about.

-Yes, the book.

-We mustn't forget the book.

-He's right, you've got to believe us.

All l wanna know

is who killed Joe Denning.

A goggle-eyed little rat named Pepi.

He's the guy that got Miller too.

You're making a very naughty boy

out of this Pepi.

What l don't understand is, what is the

connection between Denning and Miller?

l told you 50 times.

l don't grasp it.

Maybe l'm not big enough mentally.

lf you don't quit munching that sandwich

and throw your brain into high gear...

...those guys are gonna hijack

the Statue of Liberty.

Come on, l'll show you the hangout.

Okay, l'm no prude.

l'd like to see this den of bogeymen.

Now, don't let anyone

take that sandwich.

And that goes for you too.

What are you going this way for?

They got a trick entrance in the back.

l like to be conventional.

Let's go in the front.

You might as well have told them

you were coming.

Listen, Gloves, l'm a simple man.

l can only digest

one hunk of bunk at a time.

You'll change your mind

when you get inside.

That's possible. l can be convinced.

Well, here we go.

-Well?

-Open up.

What do you want?

What do l want?

What do l look like? Open up.

-Yes, sir.

-Don't worry, boys.

-They told me there'd be nights like this.

-All right.

The main office is right down this hall.

This will open up your eyes.

You're scaring me. Sounds like

the next installment of superman.

My kids will enjoy this.

How about this?

Very convincing.

Yeah, but l don't get it.

There was a bunch of desks in here, a--

A lot of maps on the wall...

...and a shortwave radio there

and a picture of what's-his-name--

Maybe they're still here.

Maybe we just can't see them.

Why don't you quit being funny.

l saw them with my eyes.

Great evidence,

an invisible office.

Hey, you. What became of all

the stuff that was in here?

l don't know. This has been a storeroom

as long as l've been here.

What are you telling me?

l was here an hour--

Don't get excited, Gloves.

Take it easy.

But this guy's one of them too.

How long you been working here?

Oh, five or six years.

He's lying.

l've never seen him here before.

Anything been moved out

of this room tonight?

Not that l know of.

The gentleman

must have another place in mind.

-l haven't got any other place in mind--

-Now, Gloves.

The good little fairy won't like you.

Gloves, the elevator. They must have

moved all the stuff into the warehouse.

The elevator.

l forgot all about that.

Come on, Forbes.

Right behind this wall.

How do you get in there?

There's a switch over here.

You fellas stand back.

lt opens out that way.

Gloves, it's gone.

-What?

-There was a button releasing the spring.

l think l have a clue, folks.

Aladdin came with his lamp, gave it some

rubs, and the whole thing disappeared.

-You gotta listen--

-l've been listening to you.

You listen to me.

l'll tell you what we'll do.

We'll all get on our magic carpet

and get back to the station.

We'll let the DA unravel this

in the morning.

That'll be too late.

We've got to find them tonight.

He's telling the truth.

We've got to stop them tonight.

l'm sorry, Miss Hamilton. You're acting

your part fine, but l'm a bad audience.

l'm booking you for murder and holding

your girl for more questioning.

l'm telling you, behind that wall...

...is an elevator leading to a warehouse

in the next block.

l've had enough of that.

Elevators, radios, secret panels.

l'm tired chasing butterflies.

Okay, baby, l guess it's no dice.

The lieutenant is losing his temper.

l surrender, dear.

Come on.

-Wait.

-What is it now?

Leda...

...that curtain.

Oh, the curtain. Of course.

-You gonna start that again?

-No.

l think that's what l been looking for.

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