Lady in Cement Page #4

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We can't leave him here.

- No, we can leave him. Dead.

- Hey, why bother with me?

No trouble.

Right between the eyes.

Outside, where the water's

nice and deep.

FRENCHY:
All right, let's move.

Uh, uh, uh, uh.

You wouldn't want to leave

without my garment.

All right, let's move.

Maybe we could kick this around

Meet the Press, huh?

FRENCHY:

Come on, come on. Move.

- Beautiful day, huh?

ROME:
Yeah.

- Stay loose.

- What?

I said, stay loose.

GRONSKY:

What's with that guy?

- He won't order any more drinks.

- Other bastard nearly tore my leg off.

Get me out of here. I know a place

where I can hole up.

- Where?

- Mabel's Parlor over on 123rd Street.

- Didn't you ever hear of diet foods?

- Stop with the jokes. Get me to Mabel's.

ROME:

Yeah.

[CAR APPROACHING]

GRONSKY:
That tears it.

COP 1:

All right, get in the car.

Give me the gun.

And the other one.

- Greedy.

- Let's go.

- Stay loose, pal.

- Again?

You know he could have your badge

for police brutality?

COP 2:

Huh?

- Any trouble with him?

- No, sir.

If he starts something,

don't hesitate to use your weapon.

I think I can keep him subdued

without resorting to the use...

One day you'll have to decide between

going to a civil-liberties benefit...

...or a policeman's ball.

- Yes, sir.

How's your head?

I never have any trouble with my head.

How are you doing, pal?

Better than you are, Waldo.

You're charged with

number one, Gronsky.

Not to mention roughing up two

policemen and damaging a patrol car.

You're a menace to urban renewal.

That old lady just signed a statement...

...that you were the one she saw

run out of Maria's houseboat.

Yeah. Did you get out clean?

Yeah. Those two bums had a record

as long as a phone book.

Well, nobody regrets their loss.

Nobody, except maybe Al Mungar.

And he says he doesn't know them.

Or you.

- Is that a fact?

- Is it?

What's Mungar got against you?

I don't know. Maybe he's jealous

I give more to Boys Town.

I got another job for you, pal.

They're pinning a bum rap on me.

Lieutenant, my orange juice, please.

If it's a bum rap, open up and

be honest with us for a change.

Why? So you can use every word

to sew me up tighter?

Rome isn't likely to turn up

something we can't.

Lieutenant, the law works

for the law.

Rome works for money.

- That makes him easy to trust.

- Oh, no. No, no.

You've been throwing me

like a knuckle ball.

- Too many people die around you.

- For $5000?

- I'm in, I'm in.

- Here.

You can get 5 grand for that any place.

Check it out. It ain't hot.

Now, you get it if you can prove

that I didn't kill that Baretto girl.

If you can't, you give it back. Then I use

it to hire myself a smart lawyer...

...who will tell you that I got a right

to talk to my eye alone.

Right now you're lucky

to have bedpan privileges.

I want some answers.

[GROANS]

I am very nauseous

and in no condition to be grilled.

- I'm warning you, Gronsky.

- Lieutenant...

...can't you see my client has had

a very grueling day?

Okay, you got five minutes.

You think this place is bugged?

If it is, Waldo,

they're in a lot of trouble.

Now, tell me something.

While you were watching

that houseboat...

...who else went in or out

beside the girl?

A guy.

A guy went in

while the Baretto gal was out.

He had a key. Hung around a few

minutes, came out with some suitcases.

What'd he look like?

Well, he had on some

motorcycle glasses...

...a lot of hair around the ears.

Was he by chance

wearing tight pants?

Yeah. Yeah, he had on pants

so tight you could roll him.

I'll get this cleaned.

Hey, Rome, you know him?

We're not too crazy about each other.

- What have you got?

- A complaint.

There's a night nurse who's been making

improper advances toward my client.

[ROME CHUCKLES]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

ROME:
Is Danny Yale around?

- In the back.

Ain't this the shamus who came in

the other day, Danny?

Arnie Sherwin's pretty good.

He caught the real you, didn't he?

If you got the hots, dreamboat,

you are in the wrong room.

No, no. You're the one

who turns me on, lover-boy.

[CHUCKLING]

Don't say that.

Seymour has a jealous streak.

What the hell do you want?

ROME:

I'm just curious why Sandra...

...didn't pick up her things

when she left the bungalow.

I told you,

I do not have to talk to you.

That's true. But I could make

a pain in the ass of myself.

How do you know she didn't?

Because you did. You were seen

coming out of there with her baggage.

YALE:
So I picked her things up.

What's that mean?

She asked me to drop them off

at the airline baggage terminal.

- Said she had a lot to do.

- You're a tender one, Danny.

A dame quits, and you

go through all this trouble?

No trouble. She was a good kid.

She was a good kid?

She ain't here now.

That's all I know.

Neither is Maria Baretto.

- Poor kid.

- Yeah.

You keep losing girls like this, you may

have to turn a few tricks yourself.

Look, I hope the bastard that killed

Maria gets the chair.

He will.

And if it turns out that Sandra got dead

before you picked up her things...

...you could be in a lot of trouble.

Accessory to murder.

Trouble. Oh, big trouble.

On your way, sweetheart.

Conversation is over.

You could spill everything

you know now...

...before the cops make you

do it the hard way.

He told you, butt out.

What's the matter?

Am I making him nervous?

Seymour, if he does not walk

out of here now...

...I wanna hear him bounce!

Move, or I'm gonna throw a block

into you, baby, for keeps.

YALE:

Seymour!

Seymour.

- Seymour!

- Would you like to try that again...

...for instant replay?

Sweetheart.

MAN:

One ticket on number five.

ROME:

Three tickets on number six.

[BUGLE PLAYING]

MAN [ON SPEAKER]:

The horses are on the track...

...for the final race of the day.

The Gulf Stream Park Handicap.

KIT:

Hi.

Your answering service finally

gave you the message.

Yeah, they got me.

I waited for you at home

as long as I could.

Remember me? I was told to keep out

of your neighborhood.

Al Mungar?

He likes to keep an eye on me.

- What does he do with his other eye?

- The horses are at the gate.

It's not what you think.

He's really very sweet.

Oh, he's a lovely man.

Lovely man.

What did you want from me,

Miss Forrest?

Look, it's a lovely day.

Can't we enjoy the races together?

Smart move.

They're all in the gate.

The flag is up.

- What's yours on this one?

- Fancy That.

Oh, that's my pick too. Sorry.

And they're off and running.

Wild Page a close second...

Coming past the stands

for the first time...

Wild Page second on the rail.

Dan Thomas third.

Come on, Fancy. Move!

Come on, come on, come on.

- Hey, hey.

- Come on, Fancy!

Hey!

When you want to yell in a winner,

you gotta play it cool.

Oh.

- That's the secret, Mr. Rome?

- Right.

You've got no chance with me.

I'm a loser.

Not with me you won't be.

- And Aces Up in the middle

of the track.

Into the stretch, it's Bud in front,

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