Baby Take a Bow Page #6

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He'd never look in the same place twice.

Th-Th-There.

Now sit down.

Be calm, cool.

Act natural. L-Like me.

Now see here. You fellas can

make this search long and tough...

or you can make it

short and snappy.

- Which is it gonna be?

- Well, we've done everything we could to help you.

Yeah? Well, maybe you think you're putting

something over on me, but you're not.

- I think I'll have a cup of coffee.

- That's cold!

- Let me get you some hot.

- No. I like it cold.

Don't drink that. I mean,

uh, it tastes like dishwater.

Now, I've got some

very fine 12% beer.

Don't bother.

This'll do.

Besides,

I never drink on the job.

Don't do that! I mean,

you'll-you'll stir up the grounds.

That don't taste so good.

- You're right. It does taste like dishwater.

- Tell me when you're ready.

Daddy has no time

to play now, dear.

- Well, hurry up.

- Good-bye.

- Say, what is this?

- Why, just a gag.

Shirley and I are always playing games.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- Where does that door lead to?

- Oh, that's where I sleep.

It's one of the finest little rooms

you ever saw in your life.

I'd just love to

show it to you. Now look.

- So this is your bedroom?

- Yeah.

Yeah? What's that button for?

A secret panel?

- No. That's the bed.

- Don't kid me.

I'll have you up

for manslaughter.

- He's getting warm. He's hot.

- He's cold.

- He's hot.

- He's cold.

It'll be hot for you birds

when I hang this onto you.

- Where does that door lead to?

- To the bathroom. Wanna take a bath?

Daddy, you didn't fool me.

I got the prize.

Get her out of here.

Yeah-Yeah. You're right. Here's the prize.

Go and buy yourself some ice cream.

- Goody-goody-goody.

- Yeah. Goody-goody.

Yeah. Come on.

Where we gonna

hide 'em now?

Just the thing.

That's the first time I knew

what a carpet-sweeper was for.

- Open it.

- Open.

Where?

- Here, here.

- All right. I got it. Hurry up.

Okay. Wait a minute.

Wait a minute. Give it to me.

Here, hold these.

I'll get it open.

I got it.

Drop 'em in there, quick.

Now if we can only hide this

carpet-sweeper, I know we'd be safe.

Yeah, if we could hide the apartment,

Welch might quit his job.

Oh, yeah? They're not in there.

You can't fool me.

- No. You can't fool him.

- No. You can't fool him.

Morning, Mr. Ellison. Can I borrow

your carpet-sweeper?

Can you...

I'll say you can, Anna.

- Thanks. I'll bring it right back.

- That's all right.

You keep it

just as long as you want.

Well, this is round one, but don't either one

of you birds think I'm through with you yet.

Hey.

Come up sometime, we'll play

"Button, button, who's got the button."

- Whew!

- Whoo.

Boy, that was a close...

Good morning, Annie.

Anything new?

Same old thing, Mr. O'Hara.

Nothin' ever happens around this place.

Give me a ride,

will you, Annie?

Sure. Get on.

Come on, mister.

You wanna ride with me?

I might break it. Besides,

I don't want to play anymore.

You're not much good

at playin' games, are you?

All right, Shirley, get off.

Come on, kitty.

- So you work here, huh?

- Mm-hmm.

I'll bet you're a winner

when you're all dressed up.

Oh, go on with you.

Say, what would you do if you happened

to come across a real pearl necklace?

You'd be surprised.

Wait a minute, Mrs. Ellison.

I want to talk to you.

- I'm not interested, Mr. Welch.

- Maybe you will be when you

know you can help Eddie.

That's it.

I thought you'd be sensible.

Never mind that.

What about Eddie?

Well, that's more like it. I didn't think

you'd like to see Eddie making a long trip.

What do you mean?

Now listen. Carson won't prosecute

if he gets those pearls back.

Now I figure that Eddie's

protecting Larry.

I want you to go to Larry

and get those pearls.

Tell him that you'll return 'em

with no questions asked.

And after you get 'em,

all you gotta do is to give 'em to me.

Yeah, and you'll collect the reward

and send them both back to prison.

No, thanks.

Now get this, Mr. Welch.

Eddie and Larry

are both running straight.

I know it, you hear?

I know it.

And yet what does it get them?

You hound them every step they take.

You put them out of one job

and keep them from getting another.

Those boys haven't done anything wrong,

and you've got to let them alone!

Now you get out of here!

Get out!

- Are you still here?

- Uh-huh.

- Want some of my ice cream?

- No, thanks.

Oh, go ahead.

I ate the other one...

and if I finish this,

I'll get a tummy ache.

No, thanks. I've already

got a tummy ache.

Oh, how awful.!

- How did Shirley ever get hold of them?

- That's what I'd like to know.

- Where are they now?

- In the carpet sweeper.

- What? Well, let's get the carpet sweeper.

- Annie's got it.

Hey, Eddie! I got it back!

- Here it is.

- Give me it.

We've got to get them back to Mr. Carson.

I know he'll believe our story.

Oh, we'll get 'em back.

Just a minute now.

- Open it the way you did before.

- "Open it the way I did..."

- What do you wanna do? Kill me?

- Leave me alone!

- It's on the other side!

- Wait a minute.

- This thing is harder than Welch's head.

- Let me try it.

Need any help?

I'll take that.

Wait a minute. Oh, boy, you weren't

gonna fool me much, were you?

That sweeper's mine. I've got to clean up

the mess you've made around here.

- Give me that. Give me that sweeper!

- Hey, hey! Look out!

What's the combination

of this crib?

It's empty.

No fooling!

Well, you were lookin'

for dirt, and you found it.

Yes? 48th Precinct,

McLane speaking.

What? Trigger Stone?

Yes, we had him cornered, but before we could

close in, he winged Dugan and got away.

All right. The boys

will be right over.

We've just got

to find those pearls.

And how. Welch is sure

to come back here tonight.

I'm ready to give up. We've searched

everywhere in the house but here.

Well, then let's go through

everything in this cellar.

- Oh, Mrs. Perkins?

- Oh, good evening, Mrs. Ellison.

Good evening.

Has Annie come back yet?

No, Mrs. Ellison.

It's her night off.

Oh. Thanks.

All right, you.

Lift 'em up.

Keep 'em up. One phony move,

and I'll let you have it.

- What do you want?

- Plenty.

Every cop in New York's lookin' for me.

I'm trapped like a rat.

- Yeah, the rat part's right.

- Shut up!

Kick in with them pearls. Another killing

more or less don't mean nothin' to me.

- They're not here.

- I gave them to your kid.

- Well, she hasn't got 'em, and that's on the level.

- Don't kid me.

I think we've got him cornered.

He's somewhere in this block.

Watch your step, fellows.

Remember he's a killer.

Gaines, you and Bagnall

take Seventh Avenue.

Conselman, you go

around the other way.

Butcher, you take the alley.

I'll watch this street.

Kitty, kitty, kitty.!

Oh, my beads!

Daddy, I found them!

Daddy, I found them!

Daddy, I found them.

Daddy!

Hey, mister,

your beads were lost, but I found them.

That's fine. You're a smart little girl.

Now go on, cut me loose.

Are you playing

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