Another Thin Man Page #8

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- lf you call this Cuba.

He's been hanging around these joints

ever since he got out of stir.

Say, you know more about this

than the cops do.

And they're all wrong, if they think Phil

was mixed up in that thing on the Island.

Why, I saw him myself,

going in about 11:00...

Put those lights on!

Remember me?

- Senora, are you all right?

- Yes, I'm all right.

- Something hit me.

- That's too bad.

Good night.

Good night.

Why, Nickie, I believe you care.

- Where are we going?

- Well, I'm going to find a Miss Linda Mills.

I wanna get there

before anyone beats me to it.

- Chestevere Apartments. Hurry.

- Yes, sir.

Wait a minute, hawkshaw.

Now, I'd like to go in there by myself.

You go everywhere alone.

I'd like to have some fun, too.

Here.

- Yes? What'll you have?

- Why, we would like to...

Go right ahead, madam. You got here first.

- You ain't together?

- No. Unfortunately.

What was it, honey?

I'd like to look at a room.

Well, come right in.

You looking for a room, too?

Looking for Linda Mills.

- Say, you're him, ain't you?

- Who?

Ain't that your picture

in the Evening News?

Afraid it is.

Well, I'll declare.

- Is she in?

- You can't ever tell about her.

- How's chances of finding out?

- I'll see.

Don't say anything in front of this party.

What do you want, honey?

A single or double?

- A single room, please.

- You stay here.

Come with me, dearie.

Got just what you want, and reasonable.

Come right on in, honey.

This is one of the best rooms in the house.

Scat. Get out of there.

I'll have that window fixed.

Look around for yourself, dearie.

I'll be back in a minute.

Is Linda Mills involved?

What would make you think

she's involved?

You being here, then that friend of hers,

that Church.

- You know Church?

- I seen him going in and out.

- When's the last time you seen him?

- I don't know. Maybe a couple of weeks.

Her room's down here,

at the end of the hall.

Miss Mills. It's me, Mrs. Dolley.

Are you in, dearie?

I guess she ain't in, all right.

- Do you mind if I look around?

- Help yourself.

What does she do for a living?

Don't ask me. I'm not running a YMCA.

She's been here about a year

and she's good pay.

That's all I know and all I care about.

That's what I tell others when they kick...

about her noisy parties

and having fights in her flat.

- She have noisy parties?

- You know how girls are.

- No. How are they?

- Go on. Don't kid me.

Yes?

This is a nice room.

It's taken. If you don't like the other,

I got plenty more. This way, dearie.

All right, get them up.

Turn around, wise guy.

- Turn on that radio.

- Okay.

Got any famous last words?

You've got until that radio warms up.

Thanks.

What's your favorite program?

You know, this is your party.

I'm rather partial to Professor Quiz.

He ain't loud enough.

Hey, that program's made to order.

All right. Now don't move, both of you

or I'll blow you in two.

Drop those rods and reach.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

It's a good thing you phoned me

to trail you, ain't it?

Yes, ain't it?

You boys should stay off fire escapes

when there isn't any fire.

You're coming to the station with us,

ain't you, Mr. Charles?

No, I can't. I have a lady waiting.

A lady? No fooling?

Surprised?

Well, I always thought that you

and the missus was the ideal couple.

Yeah, but...

You know how it is, Lieutenant.

I know.

- Any idea who these mugs are?

- No, I wouldn't know.

You'll find out, big shot.

There's plenty more of us.

Dummy up, you!

All right, Flynn, take them out.

Just a minute. Would you mind

taking the boys down...

the way they came up?

I don't want to alarm the lady.

Sure thing.

All right, Flynn. Out the window.

You know, there ain't nothing

frightens off romance...

like the touch of the law.

By the way, Nick,

any time you'd like to have me...

take Mrs. Charles out to a movie

so you can get away for a while...

- Would you do that?

- Sure.

I wouldn't mind it at all. Really, not at all.

Well, you know me, pal.

Sure, I know you, pal.

Always kidding. All in the spirit of fun.

- Yeah?

- Just kidding.

- Finished?

- Yes.

Tell me, how long

since you've seen Miss Mills?

A couple of weeks.

But I don't see my people

unless they're behind in their rent.

What does she look like?

The way she wears make-up,

you'd think she's an old-timer.

But she don't need to. She's real pretty.

Young?

Yes, but don't fear.

She knows all the answers.

I wish I knew as much when I was her age.

I hope I haven't kept you

from renting a room.

Who, her? I don't think she knows

what she wants.

Too bad. I thought she was rather pretty.

Well, stick around. Maybe you'll

be able to work out something.

Thanks but I'm married.

That don't mean a thing and you know it.

- Come in. We were just talking about you.

- Yes?

This gentleman here was just saying

you're the prettiest girl he'd ever seen.

And take it from me, he ought to know.

Excuse me. This is Mr. Charles.

Miss... I didn't catch your name.

Finhaden. Letty Finhaden.

Well, that's the fastest piece of work

I ever saw in my life.

Mr. Nick Charles, please.

Good morning, Mr. Charles. This is Guild.

Well, we've got something on that nurse.

We just found that her fingerprints

match up with an Agnes Borup.

I know Agnes well, and from

that landlady's description of Linda Mills...

it just about fits her.

My guess is, if we get her, we get Church.

No, I don't think so.

Well, for one thing,

a new love has come into Church's life.

Smitty may have stooged for him

at first, but it's the real thing now.

They're planning on going away together.

Come on up here.

I may have something for you. Yeah.

- What? What have you got?

- Tell us.

You find out something?

- Aren't you interested, Mrs. Bellam?

- Yes.

I haven't got it all worked out yet, but...

Freddie, maybe you could help me.

- You're writing a mystery play.

- Oh, that.

How did you get your man?

I haven't gotten that far yet.

I'm stuck for a finish.

That's too bad.

There's still one or two pieces missing

but I know this much.

Everything that's happened

has been part of a plan. Church...

- The baby party.

- You said it. Come on, mug.

All right, boys. All right now. Hit it.

- Hiya, Nick!

- How are you, Nick?

Glad to see you.

- You, too, Larry?

- You know me, Nick. Try anything once.

Hey, this is the missus.

- Glad to meet you.

- Well, how are you?

She's okay for my money.

I wished I'd seen her first.

Hey, wait a minute.

You can't come in here.

What do you mean I can't come in? Why?

You heard what he said.

You gotta have a kid.

I got a kid.

It's Whacky.

- Hello, Whacky.

- Hiya, Nick.

- Glad to see you.

- Glad to see you.

- I didn't know you were married.

- Married?

No one said you had to be married.

They just said you had to have a kid.

Come on in and meet the missus.

You didn't snatch that, did you?

We don't wanna put the heat on this party.

No. I got it legitimate.

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