Sam Whiskey Page #6
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- Year:
- 1969
- 96 min
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- That's against the rules.
- I know.
- Well, Pete, enjoy your coffee.
- Thanks.
Here's your key, Sam.
See you later.
Seven...
Nineteen...
Twenty-th...
No, that's not right. I'll start over.
Seven...
Back to nineteen...
Seven...
Twenty-fou r...
Joe?
- Did you use the elevator a while ago?
- No, why?
Nothing.
Seven...
- O.W.
- Yeah?
I'm terribly sorry.
What's wrong? Can't you lie still?
It's the plumbing.
Now, who ordered the plumbing fixed?
- Whose plumbing?
- My plumbing.
What do you mean? There's
nothing wrong with your plumbing.
That's it! There is nothing wrong
with my plumbing.
That's what's wrong!
Sorry.
That wasn't plumbing.
Maybe the boiler room.
No, it sounded more
like the smelting room.
Nothing down there,
but Mac left the fire going in the forge.
- Didn't you put it out?
- I didn't know if I should.
I'll do it.
Honesty is the best policy.
Stolen money burns a hole in your pocket.
Yeah.
Outta the way!
Hank, take a look at this.
I found it in the smelting room.
All of the men
in the smelting room wear caps.
You know those plumbers who were
here this afternoon, did anybody ever...
Where the hell is George Washington?
We're being robbed!
Hank, you cover the basement!
Pete, you come with me!
Joe, sound the alarm!
Come on, boy.
- Halt!
- Jump!
Corporal of the Guard!
Mr. Perkins, this man claims
he's the treasury inspector.
Yes, that's right.
My name is Bromley, I came...
Bromley? Did... Did you say Bromley?
This is the damndest gold I ever seen.
Mary McCarty
has gone up to heaven
She's mourned by her friends
at her untimely fate
She perished one night
in the arms of a lover
And passed from this world
She was just 88
Whiskey and gin
Whiskey and gin
Mary McCarty
Loved whiskey and gin
What's the name of the next town we hit?
Ludlow, Kansas.
We're due there at 6:00 p.m., sir.
- Tell you what...
- Thank you.
- Why don't you put...
- Yes, ma'am.
Three more hours to go.
I don't know if I'll make it till then.
Sam, you can try.
Can't you?
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