Club Havana Page #4

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I guess this champagne

is going to my head.

- I'm alright, see?

- You'd better not drink any more.

- Well, Johnny Norton.

- Hello, Jeffreys.

- Mrs. Lineker, Mr. Jeffreys.

- How do you do?

A stroke of luck,

finding you here Johnny.

I tried to reach you today

about the Maxwell deal.

- Yes, anything new on that?

- Can I see you alone?

Sure.

Do you mind, Ros?

- Go ahead.

- Good night, Mrs. Lineker.

Are you sure the kid saw you?

Hagedone's on his way

when Hallett grabbed me.

It's a rough break, Joe.

If the kid testifies, you're nailed.

- The cops don't know who the kid is.

- I don't get it.

When he put the finger on me

over the phone,

he said he wouldnt sing

until they pinch me.

There's a grand in it for you.

There's an awful lot of heat

on you right now, Joe.

Make it two.

Pick up five grand tomorrow.

- OK.

- How will I know him?

The kid's at the bar.

I'll spot him for you.

OK, Joe.

Besame,

besame mucho.

Each time I cling to your kiss,

I hear music divine.

Besame mucho.

Hold me my darling and

say that you'll always be mine.

This joy is something new,

my arms enfolding you,

never knew this thrill before.

Whoever thought

I'll be holding you close to me.

Whispering, it's you I adore.

Dearest one,

if you should leave me.

Each little dream would take wing

and my life would be through.

Besame mucho.

Hold me my darling and

tell me you'll always be mine.

Hold me my darling

and tell me

you'll always be mine.

I'll be right back, honey.

Isabelita, my name is Reed.

I throw some parties every

now and then.

I'd like to have some

of my friends hearing you.

You could make yourself some

extra change after hours.

- Thanks, I...

- Well, now, think it over.

You too.

- I almost went limp.

- Jimmy, I don't like it!

I don't either.

Good evening, gentlemen.

Sorry to barge in like this,

but we've got business here.

I see.

I've got to pick somebody up, but I'll do it

with the least possible disturbance.

- Thank you, Captain.

- I understand Joe Reed is here.

Yes, he is.

Kelly, you'd better stand by the door

there. Bosson, you come with me.

Callahan, I think that call came from here.

See what you can find out from her.

Hello, Reed.

Hagedone!

Sit down, have a drink.

It's just the same,

I haven't time.

I bring a guy in for questioning.

I see.

What about?

An alibi.

Can the guy phone his lawyer?

Do that from headquarters.

Drive my car home, honey.

I'll pick it up tomorrow.

Let's go.

Well, that's over.

- Are you still going through with it?

- Yes, as soon as the club closes.

I don't like the idea of you carrying

a gun. There's no need for it now.

- OK, I'll get rid of it.

- No, I'll get rid of it.

Then I'll be sure.

Here, put it in my bag.

The phone operator

doesn't know a thing.

Stick around with Swanson.

Ros!

What's wrong, Ros?

- Nothing wrong.

- Come on, you'd better get home.

Try to walk.

We're leaving now.

Something is wrong!

Don't be cross with me, Johnny.

It's so much easier this way.

Just a beautiful drowsiness...

and sleep.

- What is it, Mr. Norton?

- Get a doctor, quickly!

Certainly, at once.

Take her to my office.

- Pardon me, Doctor Porter?

- Yes.

One of my patrons is ill.

I'm sorry to impose on you like this.

- That's alright. Glad to be of service.

- Maybe I can help.

This way, doctor.

She's in my office.

I'm Hetty. Monsieur Charles thought

you may need some help.

I will in just a minute.

Mr. Norton,

do you have the know if Mrs. Lineker

has been under a doctor's care recently?

I don't think so.

Why?

She appears to be under the influence

of some sedative.

You didn't see her take anything

within the past hour?

- Is that her handbag?

- Yes.

- May I look in, please?

- Of course.

- A powerful sleeping drug.

- Mrs. Cavendish's sleeping pills!

She must have picked them up

in the powder room.

- Get me a quart of strong black coffee.

- Yes, doctor.

- Do everything possible, doctor.

- I will.

Mr. Norton, I think you'd better go

back to your table. You too, Lucy.

- You'll keep me informed?

- Certainly.

Come along, Mr. Norton.

- Can I show you to your table?

- Thank you, it's right over there.

I don't think you need to worry,

Mr. Norton. Bill is a very fine doctor.

Please, let me stop.

I'm so tired!

Just try a little longer.

You're doing fine.

- Is Mrs. Lineker alright?

- You may go to her now.

Will you excuse me?

I don't want to.

Don't you understand?

I understand perfectly, but what you

tried to do never solves any problem.

It only complicates them,

for those you leave behind.

You've got no right to destroy life,

even your own.

- Mr. Norton, come in.

- Thank you.

Mrs. Lineker can go home now, but I

recommend a long walk out of doors first.

I hardly know how to express

my gratitude, Doctor.

I don't know what would have happened

if you hadn't been here tonight.

- Don't mention it. I'm glad I was here.

- Thanks for everything.

Good night, Mrs. Lineker.

- You wanted to see me, Mr. Rogers.

- Yes, Charles.

Yes, Charles.

Put the check on my account.

Thank you, madame.

And will you send us a

statement of my...?

- As you wish, Mr. Rogers.

- Yes, Charles. Please, do.

Come, children.

Put on your coats.

My dear, I should have met you

sooner, much sooner.

Cliffy.

Looks like everybody

is going home.

Is it that late?

I'm afraid it is.

- I guess I spoiled your evening.

- I've enjoyed every minute of it.

A doctor never knows when

he'll be called upon.

- His life isn't his own.

- I can see that.

Shall we go now?

Thanks, honey.

- I'd better get to police headquarters.

- I'm going with you.

- Now look, Isabelita.

- There's no use arguing.

OK.

- I wanna thank you again for your courtesy.

- Don't mention it.

I hope you'll both come again soon

and be my guests.

Thank you, Monsieur Charles.

We'd be happy to.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night, Monsieur Charles.

- Good night, girls.

- Good night, girls.

- Good night, Myrtle.

Monsieur Charles!

- What's the matter, Myrtle?

- I must see Jimmy. Has he left yet?

He didn't come out this way.

Try the back entrance.

Good night, Mr. Charles.

Myrtle was just looking for you, Jimmy.

You can catch her if you hurry.

- Thanks.

- Good night.

- I wonder where she was.

- I don't know.

Look out, Jimmy, look out!

Call the coroner's wagon, Swanson.

She's dead.

Come on.

What about Myrtle,

is she alright?

Poor kid, she saved our lives.

So you're the one who called

Captain Hagedone.

That guy Myrtle ran down

was Joe Reed's gunman.

Next time you'd better

tell the police who you are.

- A lot safer.

- I've learnt my lesson.

You'd better come along

to headquarters with us now.

You stay here, Swanson,

take care of things.

Look at me, darling.

I didn't think I'd ever have

to face you.

You almost didn't.

I almost lost you!

Darling, I've lived the lifetime

in the last few minutes.

I won't forget it.

- I'm sorry it was so messy.

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