Man In The Vault

Hi, Herbie.

Morning, Mr. Trent.

- Morning, Herbie. Any luck?

- Plenty.

- "Tommy Dancer." Is he fast?

- Fast?

See these?

Well, I've had twice as many

made for the car in the past week.

And not one of those clowns

can hold a candle to this kid.

Herbie, I need a man for a job,

a key job.

Tommy Dancer.

If he is half the man you say he is...

we ought not to have any trouble at...

- De Camp!

- Shut up.

- Answer it, you stupid...

- Hello?

- Farraday?

- Yes?

Listen to me. De Camp is back.

What is it, darling?

De Camp.

- Hello, Paul.

- What are you doing here, Trent?

- Didn't Farraday tell you?

- Tell me? Tell me what?

He said you were going to be

out of town for a couple of weeks...

and we could use the pool

till you got back.

I'm back.

I know, Paul.

Look, I detest being rude.

But I think you and your...

Your friends had better go.

Now.

Good day.

Now, about this locksmith,

Tommy Dancer.

Too bad you had to blow

that fifth frame.

Fifth frame.

It's liable to cost you the game, Tommy.

I'm Andy. That's Tommy.

- Nice going.

- Thanks.

- Who's the kibbitzer?

- Never saw him before.

You wanna stay downwind

of that cigar, brother. It's murder.

Tough luck.

I got it all figured out for you.

Look, if he blows this frame...

you can still win

if you strike out in the 10th.

Thanks a lot.

But I got $5 says you can't do it, though.

I'll still bet you.

You wouldn't care to make that $10,

would you?

Why not? I'm a form player.

I size you up as a guy

who goes to pieces in the stretch.

- Andy?

- Yeah?

- Got $10 on you?

- I guess so.

Lend it to me.

That beats me.

- Looks like I was wrong about you.

- Yeah, you sure were.

Got time for another game?

No, no, I've had it.

Look, I'll take care of this.

- Thanks. See you around.

- Okay.

- What's your racket, Tommy?

- Racket?

Your line. What do you do for a living?

I'm a locksmith.

Put that out, Happy.

Looks like this is your lucky night.

First you beat me out of $10...

and now it turns out

you're just the man I'm looking for.

I don't follow you.

- You say you're a locksmith.

- That's right.

Well, it so happens I need a key.

I got a footlocker.

Lost the key a while back.

Hate to break into it if I don't have to.

Here...

Stop around sometime. Anytime.

I'll make it worth your while.

Good night, Tommy.

- Hey, wait a minute.

- Yes?

I'm not doing anything right now.

Well, this is your lucky night.

Here, I'll pay for this.

- Look, I'll follow you.

- Why take two cars?

Okay, I'll get my toolbox.

Join the party, Happy.

I throw one of these

every once in a while.

Takes care of my social obligations.

This way, Tommy.

There it is.

- Army footlocker, isn't it?

- Yes.

Do you just want it opened,

or you want it opened with a key?

With a key.

There you are.

You could have bought

a new trunk for less.

It has a certain sentimental value.

I bought it the day

I was rejected by the Army.

- Take it.

- Okay.

- How about joining the party?

- No, I'd better be going.

Come on, stay for one drink.

- All right, maybe one.

- Good.

Scotty?

- Here you are.

- Thank you.

You get loosened up,

find yourself a girlfriend.

Honey, how about singing

my favorite song?

Let the chips fall

where they may

I'll always be

wild about you

The starry-eyed child about you

am I

Let the chips fall

where they may

I still have the world

on a string

A bird with a heart

on the wing

am I

Just like

a storybook

I got that

happy ending look

A look that means

my love

is here

to stay

Let the chips fall

where they may

I'll never

no never be blue

as long as

there's someone like you

to love

Just like

a storybook

I got that

happy ending look

The look that means

my love

is here

to stay

Let the chips fall

where they may

I'll never

no never be blue

as long as

there's someone like you

to love

Hello.

- What?

- I said hello.

Oh, hello.

- Is it getting warm in here, or do I just...

- Earl!

- Betty.

- I wanna talk to you.

- I thought I told you not to come here.

- I can see why.

No, wait a minute, honey.

- This is only business.

- I'm sure it is.

- You don't believe me, do you?

- Well, she said she was sure it was.

- Look, stay out of this.

- Look, I'm only trying to help.

- Well, don't try too hard.

- Earl.

Come here.

Hello.

- Hello.

- Do I know you?

- No, but I'm willing.

- I could use a drink.

Farraday.

Can I see you a minute?

Excuse us, please.

- I'm Flo Brant.

- Tommy Dancer.

Nice party.

Yeah, it's getting nicer all the time.

Are you a friend of Willis Trent?

- Who?

- The man you came in with.

No, he just brought me here

to do a job for him.

- Get your coat, Flo, we're leaving.

- Already?

There's been a knockout

at the main event at the Legion.

So?

So that's where De Camp is,

remember?

I'll get my coat.

How many gals can you handle?

Look, I don't know who you are...

but if you're trying to pick a fight,

you're going about it in the right way.

- Aren't you having a good time, Tommy?

- Oh, a riot.

It couldn't be as bad as all that.

Leave me alone.

Look, I just made $10.

Why don't we grab a cab...

and we can go down

and get something to eat?

Oh, please!

All right, all right. I'm sorry.

I was only trying to help.

I know. "Just don't try too hard."

- I'll see you.

- Wait.

You want a lift?

Which way are you headed?

I wish I knew.

Do you drive?

Well, where to?

I'd like a drink.

Several drinks.

Got any suggestions?

Anywhere.

Anywhere?

Make yourself at home.

Bourbon or scotch?

- Scotch and water.

- Okay.

- There you are.

- Thank you.

- Too strong?

- Just right.

Silly, isn't it? Being here like this.

I don't even know your name.

Tommy. Tommy Dancer.

Mine's Betty Turner.

- You a friend of Willis Trent, Tommy?

- Nope.

Hired me to open a trunk for him.

I'm a locksmith.

It's not a very exciting job,

but it's steady.

You know, you'd be surprised

how many things...

people manage

to lock themselves out of.

Apartments, cars, garages.

Even had to pick my way

into a woman's diary one time.

Sounds exciting.

That could have been,

but she was looking over my shoulder.

I didn't get a chance to read it.

- What about you?

- Me?

Sure. I'm a locksmith.

You've got to be something.

Well, I don't... what is it?

Punch a time clock,

if that's what you mean.

Didn't think you did.

- The stole belongs to me. I paid for it.

- Good for you.

- The Cadillac, too.

- Good.

I'm 23, single. I live in Beverly Hills.

With my parents.

They disapprove of everything I do...

everyone I know, everywhere I go.

The only reason I stay with them

is because they give me anything I want.

Anything?

Anything except that guy at the party

tonight, you mean, don't you?

What was his name?

Farraday, yeah, that was it.

I think I ought to be going.

What's your hurry?

I didn't come up here

to talk about Earl Farraday.

Why did you come?

Hello.

Hello?

All right, all right.

I'm coming, I'm coming.

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