Lady Killer Page #7

I know you're looking

for someone to take a fall.

Because those guys got away,

you're trying to pin it onto me.

You're not gonna get away with it.

- I'll spend every nickel I've got to beat it.

- Listen, Quigley, you're under arrest.

And you're in this mess up to your neck.

This stuff was found on you.

And one of my men was killed

trying to round up your gang.

And that's enough for us. Lock him up.

Thompson, stop all advertising,

exploitation and publicity on Quigley.

Prepare a statement

explaining this company's attitude.

We can't back up Quigley

in a scandal like this.

- But we've got to stand by him, help him.

- Listen, Lois, it's no use.

Now, you stay away from him

or you'll be dragged into the mess.

It'll ruin your career.

I don't care. His bond is $ 10,000,

and I'm gonna put it up.

Hey.

Get a load of this.

We've gotta stop that guy

from spilling his guts to the DA.

If he squawks,

he only makes it tougher on him.

What's he got to lose?

He's washed up in the picture business.

He'll do anything to get even.

If he talks and gives the police

the lowdown, it's curtains for all of us.

- I'm telling you, we gotta shut his mouth.

- But he's in the can.

How are you gonna shut his mouth?

- His bail's set for 10 grand, ain't it?

- Yeah.

Well, we'll do him a favor.

We'll bail him out and knock him off.

What? Kick in with 10 grand of our

hard-earned dough just to knock a guy off?

- Why, that don't make sense.

- Ah, shut up, you dope.

It's worth that to keep out of any jail.

You're getting some fresh air, Dan.

Somebody just put up bail for you.

- Who was it?

- I don't know.

A friend of yours, out there.

Uh-huh.

Well.

- That's him.

- Oh, hello, Dan.

You put up my bail?

No, I didn't, but Myra did.

Uh-huh.

- Why?

- Oh, I don't know.

- I guess she had her reasons.

- Uh, where's Duke and Spade?

Oh, they blew town.

They couldn't stand the heat.

But, uh, Myra's outside waiting for you.

Uh-huh. I see.

I'll tell you what you do. You go ahead.

I'll be with you in a few minutes.

All right.

- What'd he say?

- Everything is okay. He's coming right out.

Hi, Dan.

Well, it was very nice of you

to do this for me.

But why?

Come on, get in

and I'll tell you all about it.

- Oh, I'm to go with you?

- Yeah, come on.

You're sure you want me

in the car with you?

- Of course, why not?

- I don't know.

I had the feeling you didn't like me.

Oh, quit it, Dan. Come on, get in.

I'll tell you all about it as we go along.

Well, all right.

Say, um, you still crazy

about that Lois Underwood?

- Yeah, sure I am. Why?

- Nothing. I just wondered.

I'm sorry, Miss Underwood.

He was released about five minutes ago.

- I think some friends bailed him out.

- Oh.

- Dan?

- Yeah.

- I gotta tell you something.

- Go ahead, what is it?

You know you're going for a ride.

Yeah, I thought so.

I'm not kidding. The gang's

following us in that black sedan.

When we get out on the highway,

they're gonna let you have it.

Mm-hm.

Why are you tipping me off?

I just don't wanna see you get it.

You know what this means?

Putting me wise?

Sure, they'll give it to me too.

Don't worry.

They're not gonna give it to anybody.

- They're walking right into it themselves.

- What do you mean?

I figured they'd try to pull something

like this, so I tipped off the cops.

There's a whole carload of them

back there...

...behind Spade and the boys.

Come on, we'll give them a run

for their money. Let me have that wheel.

Look at that. She's tipped him off.

Come on, Lou, step on it.

There's a carload of bulls trailing us.

We've been framed.

All right, Smiley.

- I'm all right, put me down.

- You all right? Sure?

Come on, duck.

You hold this end.

I'll take care of the cops.

Drop it, Spade.

Come on, drop it.

All right, now reach. High.

- Happy?

- Terribly.

But why go to Yuma to get married?

Why not Hollywood?

You seem to forget, California law

requires that you wait three days...

...after you take out a license

before you get married.

I can't wait that long.

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