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new blood...

and we'd like to give

the young fellas a chance.

I see.

I'm glad to have

met you, Senator.

If there's any I can do

to make your stay pleasant,

just call.

That's very nice

of you.

Good-bye.

Hey! Wait a minute.

There is something

you can do.

What's that?

I'd like to see

your books.

Books? Uh...

Yeah.

Why read that old stuff?

There's a circulating

library right...

No, I don't want to read,

I just want to add up.

Mmm. Well, that's too bad.

Huh?

Didn't you hear about

the fire we're having?

I mean had.

Fire?

It destroyed

all our records.

It started out

as a hotfoot,

but it got away from us.

That's too bad.

Much damage?

No, the fire

was confined to the

bookkeeping department.

Destroyed all our records

of sales, checks,

valuable papers,

but the rest

of the building

is still intact...

and no lives were lost.

That was pretty fortunate.

So, as much as I'd

like to cooperate,

I can't show you

our books.

Of course not.

All burned up.

A beautiful set

of books they were too.

I'll betcha.

Made out by the best

certified public accountant

money could convince.

You mean Simpson.

Yeah...

Yeah, he's a good man.

I guess I'm lucky.

What do you mean?

When I got to town,

the first thing I did

was to go to Simpson...

and subpoena his

duplicate set

of your accounts.

I got 'em right here

with me.

It's a very interesting

record.

Only they, uh...

the figures don't

add up right.

I've gone over it

very carefully

from every angle.

I've had it checked,

rechecked and certified.

You certainly seem

to think of everything,

Senator.

Just a case of experience.

I've been in politics

for thirty years now.

When my side,

the Republicans, are in,

they tell me all the tricks

they pull and...

when the Democrats get in,

I know just what to look for.

- You fellas have to keep

an eye on each other.

- Mm-hmm.

It's a good thing

for the American people

we do.

That's the only reason

they still have shirts.

Well, uh...

I... I don't suppose

there's any way you could

forget about this, Senator?

No.

No way I can see.

Might even get you

ten years extra

just for asking me.

Oh, uh... waiter.

Oui, monsieur.

Bring me the check,

please.

Monsieur, check.

Voila, monsieur.

Check.

90 cents.

Oui, monsieur.

That's enough.

Any place that'll

charge 90 cents...

for a sandwich

and a cup of coffee...

can't be respectable.

There's a dollar.

That's ten cents

for you.

Merci, monsieur.

He didn't even say

thank you.

Well, I've enjoyed

this little talk,

Senator.

I'm very glad to have

met you, Mr. Taylor.

I suppose I'll be

seeing you again

in the state capitol.

Look for me.

I'm in the sixth row

on the aisle.

Good-bye.

Good-bye.

[Senator]

Oh, uh...

Oh.

If you want to keep

that briefcase...

to look over those records,

it's all right,

because I had a lot

of copies made anyhow.

Crook.

Jimmy!

Huh?

Something's the matter,

no? Yes?

Something's

the matter, yes.

The senator. He's going

to send us all to jail

for 1,000 years apiece...

unless we get him first.

Besides that, the gang'll

probably bump me off.

I've got to do something,

and you can help.

Sure. But how?

I need a girl

to go after the senator,

a girl with plenty

of ants.

Relatives?

She can have relatives too,

but she's gotta have ants.

Ants?

Ants. You know,

flies that have been

grounded.

Yvonne, I've been

looking for...

Marina!

Jimmy, look!

From heaven!

Heaven?

She must've had

a rough trip down.

But that's what you wanted:

Nice, sweet, demure.

But what about the ants?

She has no ants.

What I'm after is ants.

You should go

on a picnic.

[Jimmy]

Ohh...

[Bordelaise]

Listen, Jimmy...

an archduke and a baron,

for this girl they killed

themselves.

What?

What?

Yes!

And then there was

the count of Budapest.

There's no count

of Budapest.

No. No more.

He kill himself.

You mustn't say

such things, Yvonne.

Yes, I'll say it. Let him

know how good you are.

Mr. Taylor wants

to engage you.

You want to engage

with me?

Well, yes, I...

But I do not love you,

and I do not engage

unless I love.

What's playing with her?

Oh, no, no, no, darling,

you don't understand.

Mr. Taylor wants to

give you a job.

Good! What kind

of a job?

Well, it won't pay much.

Only $500.

$500?

For $500, I can get

a truckload of girls

and two tons of caviar.

Never mind the caviar.

I'll take the $500.

She works fast.

Tell him what I did

to the crown prince.

Oh, yes.

I know.

"He keel himself."

Oh, you read about it

in the paper.

Yes. In the

"Budapest Bugle."

Come here.

She's not a bad-lookin' girl,

but if she's such a killer,

what's with those clothes?

She looks like a fugitive

from a down payment.

Oh, well, you see...

when she ran away

from the baron, she left

everything behind:

Her jewels, her clothes,

everything.

Well, not everything.

So you know a lot

about men, huh?

Maybe you do not

think so.

Well, it's

barely possible.

So you think

I'm barely possible.

Well, you might even go

a little further than that.

Oh, I'm sure I could.

Like this.

Turn it off. You'll

wear out your battery.

You get the job.

I do?

Yeah.

Now turn it on again.

What do I do?

I'll arrange for you

to have dinner...

with the senator tomorrow night,

then you can do your stuff.

My, uh... stuff?

You know,

the old stufferoo.

My, uh... stufferoo?

But not all of it.

I don't want him

to "keel himself."

Oh.

I'll try to hold back.

I don't give him all

the stufferoo,

I just give him half.

[Bordelaise]

She must have new clothes.

I knew you'd say

something like that.

What you want her to do,

go without any?

Yes.

No!

No!

Suppose I pick you up

about 1:
00 and we go

on a shopping tour?

Shopping. Shopping?

And Jimmy, don't worry.

You've picked

the right girl.

If I haven't, you can tell

the archduke and those

other suicides to move over.

Tomorrow at 1:
00?

Tomorrow.

Ants. She's loaded.

Oh, Jimmy,

this is wonderful.

I want to look like

an American girl.

Let's buy, buy,

buy, buy.

You talk like one already.

[Saleswoman]

Good morning.

May I assist you?

Thanks. We'd like to see

some clothes for a senator.

What?

Something that'll appeal to

a disintegrating Don Juan.

I wouldn't call you old, sir.

Well, isn't...

You would if you knew

what I had on my mind.

This way, please.

May I show you

something, sir?

No, thanks. I seen it.

Your young lady

should look very well

in clothes.

She's the type

who can take 'em

or leave 'em.

I'm not his young lady.

I'm his business.

You're entitled to

your own opinion, but

you can be wrong too.

Hello there.

[Jimmy]

Shopping?

Who's that?

A friend of mine

who's been on my

tail for days.

He's practically

a bustle.

These are the latest

sport models.

Sports, huh? Have you

anything appropriate for

trapping an old goat?

Oh, they're lovely.

I can hardly wait

to put myself in them.

Oh. I'll take

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