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- How is he, Doc?

Contusion and hematoma

of the left testicle.

Left inguinal hernia, cervical neck strain

and sprain, fractures of the ribs, clavicle...

Out, Doc.

Thank you, Doc.

Dr. James Nicholson, reception.

We don't want those

federal people thinking...

that we didn't do right

for one of their fellows.

I'm sorry.

You wouldn't.

There were two of them.

One was big.

Biggie!

We're gonna get a full description just

as soon as you start feeling better.

- Mr. McKlusky, Eyewitness News here.

- Holy Christ!

Is it true Mr. Greenfield is an

undercover government agent?

I don't know what you're talking about.

The police said he was

arrested while being drunk...

and they didn't know what his

assignment is. Could you tell us?

- Miss Maybank?

- Maybank.

The only thing I know is that Mr. Greenfield,

what he does for a living...

He works for a ladies' hygiene spray.

I believe it's called "Sprunt."

Very clever.

Is there anything I can do for you?

No. Oh, yeah.

You can get me a private phone...

or does Bama McCall have

Southern Bell locked up, too?

No, we gonna get you your phone.

Sorry about hitting that hand.

- The police beat him up, didn't they?

- Want a MoonPie?

No, thank you.

- It was the police, wasn't it?

- How the hell do I know?

- You're a lot smarter than you look.

- Thank you.

- Welcome.

- Want some coffee?

No, thank you.

- Are you following me?

- I am.

Good.

- What is Greenfield?

- Oh, sh*t...

Department of Justice or State Police?

Take a left.

- Take a left? That's very funny.

- You think so?

- I think it is.

- You're a schmuck.

- Did you learn that at Vassar?

- Radcliffe.

- I want to see Greenfield.

- You do?

- I do. I think you can arrange it.

- I think I will.

I remember when I was

a kid in Brooklyn...

there were guys like Thurman Arnold

and Fiorello LaGuardia around.

- What do you think they'd do now?

- Fiorello who?

LaGuardia, you putz!

He cleaned up New York 35 years ago.

It got dirty again.

I know this woman. Emmeline Cavanaugh.

She showed me all the phony tax

records of McCall and Caffrey.

- Come on, you're kidding.

- I'm not.

Listen, if she can

get anything, I mean...

anything in phony tax accounting,

there's a reward in it for her.

- Are you sure she had access to records?

- Yes.

- Oh, my God!

- That's right.

She worked at City Hall for 22 years,

and Caffrey just fired her.

That's it.

Go back to your brat kid

and your moonshine.

- Get out of my hair!

- Wait.

- Am I off the hook? Can I go home now?

- I'm telling you to get out of my life!

Mr. Greenfield,

we're gonna have to sedate you.

Sedate me, my ass!

What did you say?

I said, "Sedate me, my ass!"

Fine!

- Where you going?

- I'm gonna find a massage parlor.

- Don't you want to talk to Miss Cavanaugh?

- Does she give massages?

Look, I don't understand.

Are you working with Greenfield or not?

I'm just trying not to get killed,

to stay out of the slammer.

- Can you understand that?

- What are you talking about?

- You rang?

- Can I buy you a drink?

Is a pig's ass pork?

'Course you can buy me a drink.

Women's lib, I love it.

Just because you buy me a drink,

doesn't mean you own me.

I know how you are,

you turn into an octopus.

You women are all alike.

You're all animals.

My car.

Very conservative.

I'm gonna blow your frigging head off.

Don't do this.

My feet are killing me.

- Let me go!

- You want out? You want loose?

There!

I knew I could count on you.

I've always been your friend, Smiley.

You know that.

I'm gonna take care of you.

You're gonna be all right.

Hi, guy!

Listen...

I think you'll like her. But some

people think she's a little strange.

I can handle strange.

Right.

Do you love my cats? I love my cats.

I love all living things...

except flies.

Caffrey...

is a bad person.

- Would you tell us about the flies? Files?

- I have two cats.

There are two sets of accounts

in Caffrey's personal files.

One he pays taxes on...

one he does not.

What outside companies

is he involved in?

Apex Finance...

Dixie Entertainment,

all those gas stations...

all of them owned by

Caffrey and McCall...

and all of them exploiting the masses.

He loves music.

Didn't you see how he loved that?

Yeah, he's going crazy.

Could we talk about the records?

You may have those records.

How is that possible?

You may go with me into the courthouse...

and we will make copies

of all the records.

- Won't that be a little dangerous?

- It'll be thrilling!

But you don't work at

the courthouse anymore.

I don't?

Of course, I don't.

But I detest dishonesty.

So...

I stole the keys.

You see.

- This is it, right here.

- Not now. Wait a minute!

Come on.

Wait. I want to take my babies.

We're not taking the cats!

Then I'm not going.

God!

- Take the cats?

- We're taking the cats.

All right. Now, you take Silver Bell.

There we go.

You take Red.

- Red.

- I've got the keys.

Right.

I can't believe I'm doing this!

You have the strongest hands.

It's just like a spy movie.

She belongs in a rubber room.

You didn't tell me about

the night watchman.

But he's such a nice man.

She's crazy.

- Is this the room, Emmeline?

- No.

This is where all the new books are.

Red is scratching the hell out of me.

He loves you.

We'll go in here.

The Caffrey books are in here.

I'm gonna show you some accounts...

that would knock you out.

This is the Xerox room.

Now, put Red and Silver

down right there...

and I'll get the light.

- Keys.

- Keys, yes.

Is this it?

Now, these are very heavy...

so don't hurt yourself.

There. Here.

Put it on the counter.

Now you stay there,

you little sweethearts.

Now, you see right here.

"C" for Caffrey.

"L" between "R" is "M" for McCall.

- That makes sense.

- Everything's here.

- Where's "McCall"?

- McCall, right here, "Mc."

Here. There. Everything's there.

This is terrific. This is wonderful.

Babies!

We can't carry these

big books outta here.

- But we've got the Xerox machine.

- Right, the Xerox machine.

I got it.

I'll take this one.

Let's get out of here!

My babies!

Where is he?

Stop, or I'll shoot!

Left your keys in the car again,

didn't you, Red?

Shut up!

- Hello.

- Greeny, this is Gator.

We got him.

We got the whole shooting match.

Caffrey's records, McCall's, everything.

Really?

I'll see you in the morning.

Forget tomorrow morning, you schmuck.

What time is it? Where are you now?

I'm nearby, why?

I'm getting dressed.

Meet me at Emergency in five minutes.

What the hell are you talking about?

Greeny?

Two Jews in pain.

Let my people go, already.

Mabel, I think you're being

oversensitive about it all.

He wasn't that way when I dated him...

or when Carol Ann dated him.

Carol Ann did date him, dear.

You didn't know that?

Of course!

No, I mean, if you didn't

know that about him...

I don't know what to tell you.

Good night, Nurse.

See you in the morning.

Good night, Doctor.

Get in the car, fatty!

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