Dick Tracy Page #3

You can do a little two-step

I'll go anywhere that you step to

'Cause now I'm followin' you

My feet

Might be fallin' out of rhythm

- Don't know what I'm doin' with 'em--|- My gosh. What time is it?

- It's 6:
30.|- I have to get to the greenhouse.

- I've got those new delphiniums|coming in.|- Oh.

Pat says he's gonna|call the orphanage today.

- Tracy, you might try watering those.|- Tess.

- Mm-hmm?|- Thanks for watchin' the kid.

- Night, Tracy.|- Uh, Tess.

You know, you're one in a million.

Romance him if he begs you to

Now I'm followin' you

Oh, Tracy, good night.

Oh, by the way, Tracy,|have a good sleep.

Rompin'|Rompin' stompin'

I'm rompin'|Rompin' stompin'

I'm rompin'|Rompin' stompin' all day

- You tried the iodine transfer?|- Yes, Tracy.

- And the silver nitrate?|- Twice.

Big Boy Caprice's fingerprints|are not on those walnuts, Tracy.

Well, I had to take the gamble.|What is it, Sam?

Tess is waiting, boy's department,|Marshall and Bradbury.

She says she's not gonna|go for a drive in the country|with that kid if he's wearing

Police brutality, boys.|And this is the fifth time.

Lucky for me I don't bruise easily.

Mr Caprice, do you intend|to take legal action against the city|for false arrest?

Why should I blame the city|for something one man is doing?

This Tracy character's unstable.|The city should get rid of him.

- You mean,|if you don't get rid of him first.|- Who said that?

Hey, there's Fletcher!

"Law without order is as great a danger|to the people as order without law."

Jefferson.

How can I support|a maverick police detective...

who keeps making false arrests|of private citizens|and throwing them in jail?

- Tracy, I am district attorney--|- Tracy!

Tess can't get the kid to take off|these smelly clothes.

Chief, I am a candidate for mayor.

If you can't control Detective Tracy,|you'll just have to take him off duty.

Or I'll have to prosecute him|and take you off duty.

Tracy, Tess is havin' a terrible time|with this kid. What should I do?

Hey, hey, hey! Come here!|Come here! Hey, come on!

- You don't have to wear|what Tess tells you to wear.|- No!

Come here! Where you goin'?|What are you runnin' away from?

- I don't need no suit.|A suit's for school.|- School?

You can't fool me. That means|the orphanage. I ain't wearin' no suit.

Kid, your clothes|don't smell very good. Okay?

Now, if you don't wanna wear a suit,|just go back in there and say|you don't wanna wear a suit.

Otherwise, pick the suit you like.

- Yeah?|- Yeah.

Just we two, flyin' high|and hiding up in a tree

Live alone and like it|That's the answer for me

Don't come out of that tree|That's the answer--

Get your mitts off of me!|I can do it myself!

- Oww!|- Get outta here!

- The young man will be out|in a moment, I presume.|- All right, when do we eat?

Live alone and like it

- Free as the birds in the trees|- When do we eat?

High above the briers|Live alone and like it

I do whatever I please

- When do we eat?|- What my heart desires

Free to hang around|or fly at any old time

- When do we eat?|- No equivocation

Most of all, no guarantees

That's my only motto|Free of obligations

- Only the murmurin' breeze|- When do we eat?

As an obbligato|Live alone and like it

Why is that such a crime

Free to call the tune

Free to say|if I'm gonna work or play

I can have the moon

But I don't have to have it|night and day

Anyway, what I like is gliding|where the wind takes me to

Flyin' high|and hiding up in a tree

Live alone and like it|That's the answer for me

Don't come out of that tree

That's the answer for me

- Nice day.|- Yeah.

Uh...

What?

- I been thinkin', Tess.|- What about?

- Well, you living alone.|- Oh, I like living alone.

-Huh?|-You know that. I'm not the lonely type.

Well...

that's somethin' we got in common.

Yep. We have that in common.

Well, don't you think that,|since we have so much in common...

it might be a good idea|if we just went ahead and--

Yes?

Uh, well...

Look, l-l-l-l wasn't thinkin'|about you livin' alone...

as much as l-- I was--|I was thinkin' about me livin' alone.

- I mean--|- What?|- Hey, Tracy, watch out!

- Tracy, wait!|- Hey, are you all right, kid?

- Yeah, I'm okay.|- Thanks for the tip.

- Who was it, Tracy?|- I don't know, kid.

- I thought we was goners.|- They're just tryin' to scare us.|They're just tryin' to scare us.

Geez, this is incredible!|What are we waitin' for? Let's get 'em!

Let's get 'em! Come on, let's go!|We can still get 'em!

- They took a right! I saw!|- I'm sorry.

- This is amazing, Tracy!|Come on! Let's go!|- Tracy.

When you play in the street,|it's part of the game-- I know that.

- Just don't ask me to like it.|- Come on, let's go!

Where'd they go? Where'd they go?

They headed up towards Main Street.

W-Who was it, Tracy?

I don't know, boys. Do me a favour.|Stick around here, will ya?

Sure, Tracy.

Police have hit a stone wall|in their search for the perpetrators...

and the citizens of the peace-abiding|neighborhoods are up in arms|over the relentless gunfire

Crime is rampant in the streets. The|only general who can take them back--

Thanks for calling.|I was beginning to wonder|what a girl had to do to get arrested.

Well, wearing that dress|is a step in the right direction.

Are you gonna make a move,|or do I have to do everything?

I'm on duty.

- What's your day off?|- Sunday.

It's a big world.|Must be Sunday somewhere.

Seem hot to you?

Hot?

Why'd you call me here?

You know that car?

What I'm looking for is a driver.|Preferably one with some mileage.

Yeah?

I called you here 'cause I wanted|to know if you're ready to testify.

No.

You're right, Tracy.|Why would you get mixed up with me?

I'm a cheap floozie to you.

I'll be lucky if I get through the week|alive. They probably followed me here.

It isn't easy, Tracy.

You wanna throw me in jail?|Go ahead.

- Let's dance|- Watch the kid.

You can do a little two-step

I'll go anywhere that you step to

'Cause now I'm following you

My feet

Might be fallin' out of rhythm

Don't know|what I'm doin' with 'em

But I know I'm following you

I remember all of you|from when I was nothin'.

Pruneface, you tossed a fire bomb in my|car one night. Give me a lot of trouble,|but I forgive you.

Mocca, you put three slugs into me,|but I lived. I forgive you too.

I owe everybody at this table a little|somethin', but I forgive all of you.

Why? Because I put the past|in the past.

However, a boss who cannot|see the future...

becomes a liability|to everyone concerned.

What are you, a fortune-teller?|What do you mean, the future?

Pruneface, what I mean...

is the future is me.

Pat, Sam, come in. This is Tracy.|I followed her to the Club Ritz.

It looks like we got|every hood in town in one room--|Pruneface, Flattop, Johnny Ramm.

- Those guys hate each other.|- Better get over here fast.

- I gotta find out why they're together.|- All right, let's go.

Baby, you're mine on a platter

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