Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye Page #7

Why should I put the

whole Bureau on a robbery?

Why?

I'll tell you why.

Because it isn't

a robbery anymore.

The hospital called up

a little while ago.

Hartford is dead.

So, you'd better heave

a few more of those men

out of their chairs

and put them on the case.

You understand?

I understand.

Well, then understand

this, too.

I'm giving you 48 hours

to clear up this case.

And if it isn't solved

by the end of that time

I'm getting myself

another boy.

And I don't expect you

to spend your time

watching the clock

and counting up to 48.

Clear?

Clear.

That's all, then.

Get out.

You still here?

Oh, we didn't

want to leave

without saying

good-bye.

That's not why you stayed.

No, as a matter

of fact, it isn't.

Charlie, we want

a gun permit

made out in the name

of Paul Murphy.

Who's Paul Murphy?

I'm Paul Murphy.

I thought it would help

if we changed his name.

That's very thoughtful of you.

You know I can't issue a gun permit.

Only the Chief

of Police

can issue

a gun permit.

We were hoping

that the Inspector

would speak to the Chief of Police.

I just spoke to the Chief of Police.

The name is

Paul Murphy.

Well, I guess I can speak to him again.

Here, fill this out.

I'll see what I can do.

Oh, here, where it says

"reason for

requesting permit"

what do I put?

That's where you put down the reason

for requesting

the permit.

Oh, oh, okay.

Well, supposing

I say, uh

"Often carry large

sums of money?"

Oh, yeah, that ought to do.

When do you

think you'll be

carrying large

sums of money?

Soon.

I'll give you warning.

Listen here,

Mandon.

I want you to

keep this guy

from fooling with

anything federal.

Banks and things like

that are bringing in

government agents before

you can bat an eye.

Don't worry.

I'm talking

toyou,Mandon.

Yes, yes.

The minute you pick

out something

you let me know before you make a move.

And I might as well

tellyou,Cotter...

Murphy.

All right, Murphy,

the Chief just gave me

48 hours to get you,

dead or alive.

Preferably dead.

Well, thank the Chief for me.

Tell him I'm sorry

to have taken up his time.

Good-bye, Charlie.

Nice to meet you,

Truck.

Thank you.

Bye, Truck.

Good-bye.

Well, now how

do you feel?

Oh, fine; I feel fine.

You ought to.

You're just

been born again.

That makes it official.

You know, every time

somebody gets born

they slap them

on the back.

Cherokee, I salute you

as the one who has proven

himself worthy

to share

my frenetic genius.

From now on, you shall manage

all my affairs

as you deem

fit and proper.

You should have

been a lawyer.

Why? I have a lawyer.

And now, uh...

can that lawyer tell me

what Ezra Dobson's title is?

Well, he has many titles.

Ex-mayor, ex-governor,

ex-U.S. senator.

No, that isn't

what I mean.

I mean what's

his title now?

Right now he's president

of Watco Steel.

Worth thirty million

as the crow flies.

Is that what you want

to know?

That is exactly what

I wanted to know.

Why?

Oh, he has a very,

very lovely daughter.

And that

will be all of that.

She's poison.

Come here.

The one man who can ruin every

plan we've made is Dobson.

He's the most powerful

figure in the entire state.

If you get mixed

up with her

you're bound to get

mixed up with him

and that we

can't afford.

Believe me, Paul,

the day Dobson

walks into this

picture, I walk out.

Now, the future

looks awfully good.

We're getting things

pretty well set up now.

Don't tear them down

before they're built.

Anything you say,

Cicero.

Anything you say.

Going down?

Like it?

Mm-hmm.

Its chief charm

is its convenience.

It's close in.

Actually, I live

on Willow Creek Drive.

Yes, I know, I saw it

on your car registration.

Nice, nice,

very nice.

Miss Dobson, your father called.

Thank you, Julia.

Is there ice

in the bar?

Yes, Miss Dobson.

He said

would you please call him

as soon as you came in.

Very well, Julia.

That will be all

for tonight.

Yes, Miss Dobson.

Would you like

a drink?

Yes, uh, your Julia said

there's ice in the bar.

Let's find it.

Yes, let's find it.

After you kiss me.

Mm-hmm.

Julia, did you ask

Miss Margaret to call me?

Yes, Mr. Dobson.

So, this is the reason

you didn't call me.

Take this man out of here.

No, Father, no!

You heard me.

Father, you can't.

Paulie's my husband.

Husband?

You mean you're married?

Married?

When?

Tonight.

We were going to tell you

about it at breakfast.

The certificate's

over there in my bag.

Now, will you please ask your

private police force to leave?

All right, boys.

Really, Father,

you make things

so awkward sometimes.

I'm sure Paul

must be wondering

what kind of family

he's married into.

He's impulsive and insane.

But nothing you can do

will change anything.

Who else

knows about this?

The clerk and the justice

who married us.

Did they know

who you were?

I don't know;

I don't think so.

Do you know who he is?

Well, he's my husband.

That's not what I mean!

Who is he?

Where does he come from?

Well, he'll

tell you himself.

I want to hear it

from you.

I don't know; he hasn't

lived here very long.

But I have an idea

he won't live here much longer.

But I do know

that I love him

and that's all

that matters to me.

What do you know

about love?

Have you ever been

in love before?

Or have you reached

the point

where any Tom, Dick, and Harry

with a glib tongue

can have you fainting

in five minutes?

Father!

You even went across

the state line to do it. Why?

Because in this state you

have to wait three days.

No, no.

That's not the reason.

The reason is you were afraid

someone at city hall

would've tipped the papers off

that you'd taken out a license

and you knew

that when I heard about it

I'd have cracked down on you

like a ton of bricks.

Young man, I've brought

my daughter up

as well as any girl

in this country

and I'm not going

to permit her

to be swept off her feet

by any ragged stranger.

Right now I don't know

anything about you

but believe me,

within 24 hours I will.

Everything!

Father, this is very

embarrassing to Paul.

Couldn't we talk about it

in the morning?

Yes, we most certainly will

talk about it in the morning.

As a matter of fact,

I insist on it.

And we'll talk about

an annulment, too.

In the meantime,

will you do me the small favor

of not saying

anything about this

until after

we have talked?

Yes, Father.

I never thought

I'd have a fool for a daughter.

I guess I didn't handle that

very well.

What do you mean?

He was mad.

Any two-headed child

could see that.

No, you don't understand.

Usually when I talk to

him like that, he gives in.

Well...

This time

I'm afraid he won't.

He'll cool off

by morning.

No. No, he won't.

I saw his face.

Uh-huh.

Margaret, here's something

your father doesn't know.

I want you.

You're all I've

ever wanted

and I'm not going

to give you up.

You won't let him force you?

I don't force easily.

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