Private Detective 62 Page #3
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- 1933
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Hey, where are you going?
I'm going to see the second act.
Wait a minute, what do you think
this is, a theater?
You can't kid me.
I've got a pass I'll check, see?
Listen, if you don't get out of here
I'll pass you out, do you understand that?
- You can't put me out.
- Oh, no?
Now you get out of here...
Hold that umbrella, will you?
Doorman.
Doorman!
- You mean me?
- Certainly.
that umbrella?
Oh, umbrella.
Why didn't you say so?
Keeping me waiting in the rain like that!
How can you be such an idiot?
Perfectly simple, madam.
I do it without half trying.
Thank you, mister.
Oh... why...
You aren't the...
- Are you?
- No.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I'm so glad.
How stupid of me to make
such a silly mistake.
Not at all. You compliment
my performance as a doorman.
- Good evening, Miss Reynolds.
- Good evening.
But it was terribly nice of you.
Sometimes I'm just naturally nice.
I believe it.
Because you say so yourself
in such an assured way.
You know what they say
about self-confidence.
But I don't. What do they say
about self-confidence?
Why, that er...
Well, it seems to have
skipped my mind.
Perhaps a drink will revive my memory.
Will you join me?
Well, since you're so naturally nice...
- Champagne cocktail.
- Make it two.
Yes, sir.
You come here often?
I'm afraid they think I come
here too often.
I've been rather lucky.
Are you lucky?
I'm beginning to think so.
After all, this is rather unique.
What?
Finding you here alone.
I don't see why.
I like to gamble, that's all.
Still that's no reason for
doing it alone.
I like to sit in a warm tub too.
Does that call for company?
You win.
Perhaps I'm an orphan.
Can an orphan afford to gamble?
Well, maybe I've solved a pittance.
You won't have it long at roulette.
Listen, pessimist.
I started here a few weeks ago
with $1.000 worth of chips.
And you're still able to pay
your subway fare?
After three and a half weeks of play...
the house now owes me $45.000.
Forty five thousand?
Charles, bring an aspirin.
Number ten black.
Even number.
I wish I had luck like that.
Let's try another one.
Place your bets down, ladies
and gentlemen.
She's won $3.000 up to now.
All down.
Eight black. Even number.
Uh, pardon, but just what system
do you use? You win so consistently.
I just pick a number and bet on it.
Then when it wins, I collect.
But... but if it loses?
I don't select that kind of a number.
How are you feeling?
- You did rather well this evening.
- Yes, I won $4.200.
You've practically reduced roulette
to a science.
Oh, no, it's just luck.
Almost $50.000 worth.
I love it.
- The money?
- Oh, no, of course not.
Just the thrill.
Suppose you were held up some evening
on your way home?
I think I'd rather enjoy that.
But there's not much chance
of it happening.
You're a heavy winner.
Yes, but I always let my winnings ride.
in your life?
Not a villain.
That's too bad.
I was hoping I might apply
for a position as your bodyguard.
Oh, that is too bad.
But I'm afraid I shan't need one.
Quite sure?
Quite.
You're very unique.
Oh, we're nearly home.
What were you going to say?
I'm afraid it was rather trite.
Go on, say it.
Take a chance.
Well...
I was going to say that I think
you're lovely.
Well, why don't you say it?
I will.
I think you're lovely.
I don't think that's so very trite.
Then what?
When I woke up I found myself alone
in a hotel room with this man.
I see.
Don't you worry, Mrs. White,
I'll straighten this out for you.
Thank you.
Do you mind leaving your telephone
number with my secretary?
Why not?
Come along, Mrs. White.
You dirty rat!
But Hogan told me the only way to haul her
was to feed her knock-out drops... .
I don't care what he told you.
We're not using those methods.
The next time I'll break
your thick skull.
Get out.
Screw.
He's not the only one around here
I'd like to see get chucked out in his ears.
It's nice clean business, Amy....
Framing innocent women whose husbands
are tired of them.
Taking children from their mothers.
Shaming their fathers.
Look. Divorce.
Raid. Raid.
Divorce.
Jeffrey's children awarded
to their father.
Wilson's little boy placed
in a children's home.
Takes a whole crew to wreck a house,
but boy, can one man wreck a home.
Taking cash for being a licensed
Peeping Tom.
You're telling me?
What'll I do with this?
As far as I'm concerned you can...
Oh, Mr. Free, please...
What are you kicking about?
We got every divorce lawyer in town
using our outfit now.
We've muscled in on a dozen
different rackets...
and our payment overdue is as fast
as a mint can make it.
Now what are you kicking about?
You wouldn't understand
if I told you
We're doing business.
But there's nothing in our partnership
that says that I have to like it.
Say, by the way...
How did you happen to hear
about what we were talking just now?
Why... what do you mean?
I mean that you may be
a very good private detective...
but you're no mind reader.
Come here a minute.
I thought so.
Dictaphone, huh?
But, Don, I gotta keep everything
covered around here.
I just overheard you by accident.
Oh.
From now on, suppose you say that
to your clients?
You want to know what's on my mind,
just come and ask me.
I'll tell you.
- But, Don, for the love of...
- And one thing more.
I want to know who's offering 10 grand
to frame that Reynolds girl.
As long as you're getting your split,
what do you care?
I think this is one case
we ought to drop.
Drop a 10-grand fee?
You're crazy!
I got a date at the racetrack.
I'm late already.
Oh, Don, you embarass me.
Why?
You keep decorating me with orchids,
I'll think you're robbing a greenhouse.
Cocktail?
You keep decorating me with cocktails
I'll think you're hijacking a rum run.
Oh, silly.
Sit down.
Well, may your rum-runner keep running.
And may your greenhouse keep greening.
We have had some glorious fun,
haven't we?
Despite a rather damp beginning.
I'll never complain about the rain again.
Oh, Don, I hope you don't mind.
I invited an old friend of mine
to dinner with us.
She's just had a divorce and she
was all alone.
- Well, we'll cheer her.
- Excuse me.
Miss Reynolds is in, isn't she?
- Yes, m'am, she's in the living room.
- Thanks.
Hello, darling, I'm so glad
to see you.
Hello. Oh, I'm so sorry to be late.
That's all right.
I want you to meet a friend of mine.
Helen, this is Mr. Free.
Don, Mrs. Burns.
- A friend of yours?
- Yes.
Why, this man's a detective.
- A detective?
- Of course.
He's a private detective.
In all probability he's spying on you
just as he spied on me.
Friend of yours.
Why, don't you see? That's the way
he works, pretending to be a friend.
- Janet.
- Can you deny it?
What she says is true.
But believe me when I tell you that...
Oh, my dear, I'm glad I came.
Perhaps I can stop him from whatever
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