Pushover

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:
10

and 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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