Pushover
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- 1954
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Need some help?
Maybe you've got
the motor flooded.
What do I do
about it?
Want me to try?
All right.
Shove over.
Did you like
the show?
Yeah.
How did you know
I was there?
I saw you. Wondered why you were alone.
I wondered the same thing about you.
It doesn't seem
to be flooded.
I'll take a look
under the hood.
I don't know. I don't think
you're getting any spark.
I'm not?
Not enough to
start the car.
Any suggestions?
Yeah, I think you ought to
have a mechanic look at it.
There's an all-night
garage on Normandie.
You could call them
from a bar over here.
All right.
I'd feel much better
if you went with me.
That was the idea.
Another drink?
You could play the record again, though.
Okay.
Oh. Did you get it started?
Have to tow it in
to the shop, ma'am.
I can't seem to locate the trouble.
How long will
that take?
It's hard to say.
Could I call
you here?
Bartender, what
time do you close?
12:
00. We don't get much late trade.All right. I guess we'll have to call you.
Okay.
Well...
You like to
take me home?
Now?
Sure.
Your place
or mine?
Surprise me.
Yeah.
Well, there's
no particular hurry.
Well, why don't you check with
the mechanic and call me back?
Hollywood 33-449.
Right.
Mind?
No, help yourself.
That was with plain water, wasn't it?
Uh-huh.
Sorry?
Sorry? For what?
Picking me up.
Is that what you
call it, a pick-up?
Don't you?
Do you get
picked up often?
Would you care?
If I said yes, it wouldn't
make much sense, would it?
No.
I guess it wouldn't.
The answer's yes.
Would it make any sense if I told
you it's never happened before?
Maybe.
Funny.
When I saw you come into
the theater tonight, I...
I thought how
awful it was.
The two of us
there all alone.
It doesn't make sense,
a girl like you.
New car, mink coat.
Perfume,
$50 an ounce.
It's $100.
Still alone. Why?
Uh-uh.
No questions.
Don't spoil it.
Yeah.
How long
will it take?
Wait a minute.
He says the
distributor's shot.
Take a couple of hours,
maybe longer, to fix it.
He wants to know
where to deliver it.
You tell him.
You can deliver it here. 3916
Crescent Way, apartment D.
Right.
We're doing
the best we can.
After all, identifying Harry
Wheeler as one of the men
who knocked off the bank
was no break, it was...
Yes, sir.
All right, sir,
as soon as I get it.
What about you, Rick?
Anything from St. Louis?
Wheeler was there till five
weeks ago. That's all we got.
Nothing on who he left with? Why he left?
They're working on it.
About time
you showed.
Have you got
anything for us?
Well, nothing
definite, no.
What do you want? Another
three days with her?
I didn't ask for
the first three.
Okay, Paul. We've been
drawing blanks here, too.
You can have more time
with her if you need it.
I'm satisfied
she's Wheeler's girl.
Oh? Why?
Well, it seems to add up. We
spend a lot of time at my place,
never at hers.
She obviously has
a generous friend
who's not around
at the moment.
Last night, when I tried to
take her to the Lombardy Club,
she backed off.
What's
the connection?
It's one of
Wheeler's hangouts.
You think that's
enough to go on?
Don't you?
lt'll have to do.
Harris, bring in
that layout.
Oh, what about
the girl?
I told her I was going to
be out of town for a while.
Oh, I got this from the bank
yesterday. It's the official count.
$210,000, and no record
of the serial numbers.
This is a layout of the
building the girl lives in.
This is her
apartment here.
We'll take over this one across the way.
Be sure you avoid contact
with the rest of the tenants.
There'll be two men in
this room at all times,
one on the phone tap,
the other at the window.
Another man will be in the
lookout car out in front.
If Wheeler shows, the man in
the lookout car phones upstairs
and the other two
will be ready for him
when he steps out
of the elevator.
Sounds real simple.
It is.
If you ask me, Wheeler's
halfway to Peru right now.
All that dough and a
murder rap hanging over him.
Look, get it out of your
head that Wheeler won't show.
This is all we've got to go on,
and I want you expecting him.
Did you ever read the
statistics on bank jobs, Paddy?
Ever hear of a heist
man being picked up
afterward on a highway
or international border?
They find them holed up in the big city.
And 70% of the time,
there's a dame with them.
How about it, Paul?
Think Wheeler
will be around?
Yeah, he'll be around.
Everything
straight then?
How about those back
doors? They kept locked?
They can't be opened from the outside.
You'll be in charge
of the stakeout, Paul.
And you know
what I want.
You want Wheeler.
I want him alive.
Remember that,
all of you.
Dead, he can't tell us where the
money is or who his partner was.
Alive, he can save us
a lot of dirty work.
What watch
shall we take?
The important one.
I'm putting Briggs, Fine
and Corrick on the day watch.
Doesn't figure that Wheeler'll
show up in broad daylight.
Well, I guess
that's everything.
Pick yourself up a copy
of this from Harris.
Paul...
Keep your eye on Paddy.
I'd like to see him
get his pension.
And he won't
if he slips again.
Find Briggs and
send him in to me.
Paul, Rick.
Hiya, boys.
Been a long afternoon. Anything doing?
She went out once.
Briggs tailed her.
She took her car around for a lube job.
Might mean
something.
She's waiting for
someone all right.
Doesn't know what
to do with herself.
Smoked a pack of cigarettes
in the past two hours.
Coffee if you want it. Thanks.
All the comforts of
home. She get any calls?
Nope. Everything's
in the log there.
Have fun.
See you.
At 7.00 a.m.
Yeah.
2:
46, called in for...For nothing.
Have you got her? Uh-huh.
What do you think?
You're right.
He'll be around.
To me she's still a babe,
like 30 million others.
Want me to take
the phone?
No, I'll take it.
She's going
to make a call.
The time is 7:
10and 40 seconds.
New car, mink coat, and
no clocks in the joint.
Probably the story
of her life.
You just don't
like women, Rick.
What keeps
you single?
Maybe I like
them too much.
We've seen all kinds
since we joined the force.
B-girls, hustlers, blackmailers,
shoplifters, drunks.
You know I think I'd still get married,
if I could find
a half-honest woman.
Must be
a few around.
Watch yourself. Those
few might just be smarter.
I don't know what makes a dame like
that tie up with a guy like Wheeler.
Money. What else?
She's scared. Scared of being
hungry and scared of being alone.
You can wrap up her whole
life in that one word.
Money?
Hmm.
It's nice, but it doesn't
make the world go round.
Doesn't it?
Do you know anybody that's happily married
that hasn't got
plenty of it?
My old man was. And he had to
stand the wolf off all his life.
Yeah, my folks
hated each other.
Fighting all the time.
It's about the only thing
I can remember about them.
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