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- Who are they?

- Enemies of a client of mine.

Anglich?

Don't move, or the tootsie gets it.

Rosie. Over here. I'm not kidding.

Drop it, or I'll put her to sleep.

- Kill her, and you're dead.

- Oh, that's terrific.

- It's the best I can do.

- What's goin' on?

We got a problem.

We're going down.

Get in, Rosie.

- In here.

- Oh, perfect.

We'll duck in here and lay low.

Three, dear.

- I could scream.

- That's perfectly true, darling.

I could also kill you.

Ticket, please.

Ticket, please.

- Those guys are torpedoes.

- I don't care if they're submarines.

- You still need a ticket, pal.

- I'll be back in one minute.

I was walkin'down the street.

Apanhandler came over to me.

He said, "Pal, can you spare 30 cents

for a bus? I wanna go home. "

I said, "All I have is a 1 0-dollar bill."

He says, "I'll take a cab."

All of a sudden, five panhandlers came over to me.

One of them was wearin'a tuxedo.

- Is there an orchestra pit down here?

- Yeah.

- How do I get there?

- Through that door, but after you buy a ticket.

One minute. One more minute.

- Rosie, it's...

- Shut up. I'm thinkin'.

If you're smart,

you'll just let me go.

- I'm not part of any of this.

- Any of what?

- Where's Anglich?

- I don't know. That's what I mean.

I don't even know who Anglich is.

...I see him with a big saw in his hand...

and he's sawing off the legs

ofhis kitchen stove.

I said, "What are you doin'?"

He says, "I'm makin'a new dish.

- Police. Act natural.

- The recipe says to use a low flame. "

And then tragedy struck.

The dog ate the Avon Lady.

I have an uncle. He's halfJapanese and

halfJewish... Yamashuta Levine.

- Thank heaven for heroes.

- Get up, Ellen.

- Excuse me.

- You got a ticket?

Cor blimey!

- Where are they?

- They crawled away.

Crawled away? Get in here.

Nobody sleeps when I'm on!

You saved my life.

We'll discuss my fee later.

Get her outta here. Take her down

in the basement or something.

I'll see you tomorrow

at the Penguin Lounge if I'm still alive.

Come on, lady. You comin' or not?

I was tired, and I knew I was over my head...

which made me more tired.

I didn't like the way Ellen

just showed up atJaster's.

I didn't like the way

jaster showed up atJaster's.

I'm sure he didn't like it either.

I did like Ellen's perfume, though...

and the way she felt

when I picked her up.

I knew she would get home all right.

She could take care ofherself.

I didn't know if I could.

Don't do anything exciting.

I promise your heart won't stand it.

Put my file back.

Heard from Jaster lately?

Planning to take a bite

out of that hat, or what?

jaster was a guy to know the angles,

all right, or thought he did.

Eh, there were some loose ends.

You heard about the bump.

- What are you doing there?

- I'm winding upJaster's affairs.

You see, we had

a little business goin'.

- What's your name?

- Billy Pate.

There was a memo on the material

you developed for him.

- I'll take it right now.

- You'll take it right now? Get outta there!

- Hand over what you got!

- Do you know a guy named Sid?

I know a lotta people.

I'm amazed at how many people I know.

- What was your last name again?

- Pate.

- Spell it.

- P-A-T-E.

And let's not mouse around.

What do you want?

What do I want?

Did I ask you to drop by here?

We're still kiddin' each other.

Let's get down on the rug.

Then let's talk about Anya.

Does that make it easier?

- Jaster had some dope on Anya, right?

- Oh, I suppose.

- Bullshit, you suppose.

- I don't know what routine

Anglich gave you, Mr. Tucker.

But you give it to me just the way he

gave it to you, and I'll pick out what we need.

- What we need for what?

- Come on. To parlay the play into the big money.

jaster knew Anglich.

Knew plenty on the guy.

Don't you think maybe it's gettin'

a little too dangerous?

I am very smart.

But you bleed, don't you?

I'm holding plenty of cards, guy.

Don't you ever doubt it.

You take a person like Anglich and put him

together with a family like the Prendergasts...

and milk's gotta fiow.

We sell Anglich a Dutch... Is that the idea?

Or do you like the blackmail angle better?

I gotta figure the best route.

Take the knife away, will ya?

Come on. Be a sport.

What do you say? Be a sport.

Answer it.

Three rings, and you're dead.

Hello.

Yes, he's right here.

- Find out who it is.

- Who's calling, please?

- It's Lou Anglich.

- Tell him I'm making progress.

He wants to talk to you direct.

Hi, Lou. Long time no see.

Yeah? Hang on a minute, will you?

He found Anya all by himself.

That lets you and me out of the picture.

Tough luck, huh?

Excuse me, Lou. That's it then.

Yeah, send me a check.

What package?

I didn't receive any package.

It's not my birthday.

Hang on a minute, Lou.

You don't by any chance

drive a big black Buick, do you?

Uh, they lifted my license.

I'll lift your head off your shoulders

I catch you around this office again.

Now beat it!

I went to

the Penguin Lounge to keep my date with Ellen.

I waited for over an hour,

and she hadn't shown up.

I got to thinking

ofher perfume again.

I decided to give her another two or three hours.

A Gibson... big and strong.

How you doing, Tucker?

Very well, thank you. I've been waitin'

an hour for your sister.

No, you haven't. At any rate,

she couldn't make it... or didn't want to.

I can't recall.

- I thought I'd come instead. Disappointed?

- Time will tell.

You showed my mother

a picture of a little girl.

- Who was it?

- I am just a fellow groping about in the dark.

- Groping for what?

- A client came to me with a problem.

I tried to help him with it.

It didn't work out, so he sacked me.

What's it got to do

with us Prendergasts?

- If I knew that, I'd have it solved.

- But if he's fired you...

I never give up.

It's the bulldog in me.

A penny for your thoughts.

- Can I trust you, Tucker?

- Definitely.

Tucker, I'm frightened

for Mother's safety.

- Your mother can take care of herself.

- I'm serious.

Uncle Frank tried to blackmail me.

Now just a minute.

Go back on that

and fill in the details.

He came to me and told me he could prove

I'm not really my mother's daughter.

- Oh, did he now?

- He said that before Daddy married Mother...

Mother was a singer

in some cheap dive.

And before she even met Daddy,

she had twins... two girls out of wedlock.

- Yes, that happens.

- He said that Mother never saw the babies...

had them put into an orphanage.

But Daddy found out,

insisted upon raising them...

and he and Mother

sent Frank around to pick them up.

And when Frank

got to the orphanage...

there was only one little girl left,

not a matching pair.

- It was Ellen.

- And Frank replaced the missing girl...

- Who had recently been adopted

by a family named Conroy.

- Me.

And Frankie and Daddy decided not to tell

Mummy because it would break her heart.

Yes. It's all beginning

to make sense to me now.

I don't want Mother hurt,

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