Pickup on South Street Page #6

of his face have been distributed.

I want you men

to keep reminding the officers...

that just as soon as Joey's recognized,

he's to be followed, no matter what happens.

I want an arrest

when he passes that film.

Why are they taking so long?

Are you sure they went to get him?

Why are they taking so long?

You'd better calm down

if you wanna get better.

Look, phone the cops.

Go look outside. See if he's coming.

Why are they taking so -

There's the door. Go answer it. Answer it!

You all right?

Joey found a frame missing.

I had to tell you

before he got to you.

I play everything smart.

But you -

Clubbin' me and taking that film.

Look. Get rid of it, Skip.

Get rid of it.

You're clean now.

I'm sorry I spoiled your big score.

I know it sounds corny to you, but...

I'd rather have a live pickpocket

than a dead traitor.

And I'd rather have you talk

without a twist.

I told you before, Skip...

I wouldn't lie to you.

Does Joey know where I live?

Your address was in my purse.

That's why I wanted the cops

to get to you before he did.

Now, don't go back to the shack, Skip.

Did Joey kick your face in?

Yeah.

Why?

'Cause I wouldn't tell him

where you live.

Not down here.

That's funny. The light's on.

He'll probably be back in a minute.

Why didn't you get in touch

with me earlier?

I couldn't take a chance

until they were off my back.

- You're sure this is the right place?

- Yes. This is it.

Sixty- Sixty-six South Street.

- How much time do we got?

- Thirty minutes.

You better deliver what you've got.

Maybe it might be better

if you turned it over.

I'll wait here for McCoy.

You haven't got much time.

- Joey.

- Yes?

Tell him I'll meet him at the airport

with the other frame, but not to wait.

There's a frame missin', buster.

Hello, Tiger. How's the whip?

Still crackin', huh?

You know, I didn't need an escort

from the clink back to this rattrap.

It's too bad you couldn't

make that charge stick, huh?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Let's have my release papers.

Thanks a lot.

Honey, you look as good as new.

Did you miss me, muffin?

Come on. Let's get out of here.

Well, ain't ya even gonna

say good-bye, Tiger?

Wait a minute.

I had you right where I wanted ya.

A gun in your pocket -

a cinch for a three-time loser.

That's right.

What are you gonna do about it?

You'll always be a two-bit purse snatcher.

I give you 30 days before I pick you up

with your hand in somebody else's pocket.

You wanna bet?

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