Family Plot Page #7

That way.

Hi there.

Sorry I'm late.

Congratulations on the nice job

you did on our car, Maloney.

What are you two doir

standir in the middle

of the road?

You know perfectly well

what we're doing on the road,

Maloney.

You must be Blanche Tyler.

Pleased to meet ya.

Where's your car?

Let's just say it

ain't in runnir order,

you know what I mean?

Hop in. I'll give ya

a lift to the nearest station.

No, thank you.

We don't ride in hearses.

You think I came up here

for the fun of it?

Then you want me to take you

to this party that knows

Eddie Shoebridge's wife.

Why don't you just go ahead,

uh, by yourself this time,

Maloney. We'll skip it.

He's all charm.

Who's that?

That's Maloney.

He's after us.

Come on.

Hey, guys, let's get

the hell outta here.

We better get the police.

And lose our $10,000?

May I be of some help

to you, madam?

I'd like to see

some bracelets.

Any particular kind?

Do you have anything

with turquoise,

or perhaps pearis?

Anything wrong

with our houseguest?

He's fine.

I gave him a very nice lunch

and a fresh bottle of wine.

Maybe one of these

will appeal to you?

Are those seed pearis?

That's right.

What are you doing here?

These look like

freshwater pearis.

The message has

come through on KFAG.

They've located

the stone we asked for.

In New York.

Harry Winston.

Fifty-three carats.

These are very nice.

How much are they?

$315, including tax.

When do we make

the pickup?

Tomorrow night, 9:30.

Good. Now go on home.

Would it be possible for you

to set these aside...

so that I can

bring in my husband

and he can look at them?

Of course, madam.

Now for the bad news.

Take a look at this.

Incompetent bastard.

He blew it.

Now we'll have to

eliminate these two ourselves.

- Ourselves?

- That's right.

Tomorrow night,

right after we return our guest.

- I can't.

- You must.

Remember:

Share and share alike.

You stop it! Stop it!

Decide on something?

That'll be fine.

I'll have it wrapped.

But it was more than that,

much more than that...

that you left behind

as your precious gift

to life.

Yes, Joseph Maloney,

you were a generous man.

You gave of

your heart and soul.

You gave the very best

that was in you,

and no more than that

can be asked of mortal man

on this earth.

You loved your wife dearly.

You bestowed upon

your dear mother and father...

all the care,

all the attention,

patience and comfort

that they needed...

in the sunset of their lives.

And those of us

who are left behind...

to grieve for you, Joseph,

can only bow to the divine

judgement of our Lord,

who has chosen to take you

away from us...

in this cruel accident.

Oh, how great

the holiness of our God.

For He knoweth all things.

And there is not anything

save He knows it.

And He cometh

into the worid...

that He may save all men if they

will harken unto His voice.

For behold, He suffered

that the pains of all men.

Yea, the pains

of every living creature,

both men, women and children...

Can't you

leave me alone?

Isn't it enough

that you killed him?

That's not so, Mrs. Maloney.

It was the other way.

You. You started

it all coming here...

and messing in things

that were none of your business.

Now go away.

Please!

Mrs. Maloney, I have

to talk to you.

He's dead and buried.

There's nothing

to talk about.

Why didn't he want me...

Iooking for

Eddie Shoebridge?

I am not listening to you.

Get away from me!

Mrs. Maloney, your husband

tried to kill me,

and you were in on it,

werert you?

No.

Then why are you always running

away from me? Is that why?

No.

Do you realize

that you are an accessory

to an attempted murder?

I had nothing to do with that.

Perhaps the police

would think that you did.

You want me to go

to the police about it?

For God's sake.

You wouldn't do that...

Just tell me

where is Eddie Shoebridge?

I can't.

Mrs. Maloney, where is he?

Please tell me.

There is no Eddie Shoebridge.

He went up in smoke

came down in the city.

He calls himself

Arthur Adamson.

Arthur Adamson?

If he finds out I told you,

he'll kill me.

Now go away, and don't ever

come near me again.

Fake! Fake!

Wait a second, now.

You're the one

that's exaggerating.

No, I'll give you two or

three days maybe I missed,

but never more than that.

- Tell him it's deeply important.

- Shh!

- Stand up.

- Why me?

What makes you think that

it's me that ran up

all the extra mileage?

What about that little

a**hole, Herbie, or, uh, Al,

the one on the day shift?

I understand.

I'll be there.

Yes, I promise

I'll be there.

The answer's no.

He says I must work the shift,

and I must work it tonight.

And do me a favor,

Blanche.

Please don't

give me a hard time.

You didn't put up

much of a fight.

Honey, look. After all

the goofir off I've been

doir on your behalf,

I'm within a gnat's eyelash

of losir my cab and gettir

kicked right out of the company.

Lumley, you're thick!

You won't have to

drive a cab...

if you can get this thing

over and done with

and collect the money.

"If," darling.

You're always givir me ifs.

I can't eat ifs

and neither can you,

whileJulia Rainbird and you

are waltzir around

in the great beyond.

Come on, sweetheart. The least

I can do is show up for work

every now and then.

After all, didn't I give you

the guy's name?

But the phone book is full

of Arthur Adamsons.

It's very simple.

All you need to do

is find out the right one.

That's a snap.

The one that's

close to 40 years old...

and trembles a little bit

at the name Eddie Shoebridge.

Easy. We do that tomorrow.

Now would be much better.

A bird in the hand,

Lumley. Please.

Oh, sweetheart.

The only bird that's

gonna be in my hand...

and I'm very sorry

to say this...

is a steering wheel

from 4:
00 to midnight.

Sure.

Why should I get a kiss?

Just when I was

beginning to think

you werert impossible.

Maybe I'll do it

without you.

The hell you will!

Come on, now. Please.

This Shoebridge fellow's

gone to a lot of trouble

not to be found.

Now you got no idea what kind

of trouble you could get into.

Whatever it is,

he'll forget about it...

when he hears about

the millions he's coming into.

Oh, Blanche, come on.

Just sit down on your

pretty little... behind.

And I must say,

it is quite an...

No, it is.

Very attractive

little behind.

Just wait for me,

okay?

And tonight when I get home,

we will, uh...

Right. Very nice.

Plot our strategy.

Know what I mean,

darlir?

Who needs him.

You wouldn't be

Arthur Adamson,

would you?

Excuse me.

Excuse me!

Hello. Are you

Arthur Adamson?

Hey, Art!

Yeah?

A.A.?

I'm sorry.

We're just closing.

I understand.

I'm not shopping.

Is Mr. Adamson around?

I'm afraid not. But if you

come back tomorrow...

All right.

But just to be sure I have

the right Mr. Adamson,

he is a gentleman

of about 40, I trust?

Yes, that's about right.

Oh, that's

the first encouraging news

I've had all afternoon.

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