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and this is our only chance to bail out!

- Then we'll file for bankruptcy.

- We file for bankruptcy, we get audited.

Would you like Linda to visit you in Chino?

Arson, Harry, arson!

This is a major felony.

You're talking about 20 years.

Look, arson or fraud,

it is the same accommodations.

It's out of the question.

I won't do it. I am not gonna get involved

with Robbins and that's it!

Son of a b*tch.

Think I enjoy doing this, Phil?

What the hell else am I gonna do?

Just tell me.

We invented a new kind

of arithmetic last year.

But we survived.

We kept our people working.

Seventy-one girls, 14 salesmen,

secretaries, all making a living.

Phil.

The government has another word

for survival and it's called fraud.

You, me, fraud!

Christ, you haven't been out

on that street for 38 years.

You wanna start looking for a job now?

Well, neither do I.

Hello?

Get Charlie Robbins, please.

Harry Stoner is calling.

Sorry, he's sleeping.

- Would you wake him up? It's important.

- Just a moment.

Hello?

Charlie, Harry. I'm sorry to wake you up.

That's okay, Harry.

You played Fairview lately?

No. As a matter of fact I haven't played

since we played last week.

- Played yesterday.

- Really?

- Shot a 68.

- On that course?

Sixty-eight, that's marvelous.

Putting like a demon?

Some days everything's on the green.

Listen, Charlie, you remember

that last week I mentioned...

that we had this plumbing problem

in one of our factories?

Yes, I recall you mentioning

something like that.

The God damn water's all over

the place and has to be fixed right away.

I see. How about this afternoon? Say 3:30?

That's a little early.

Could you make it about 4:30?

I'll move something around.

We'll meet at the Mayan Theatre

on Hill Street. Right side of the balcony.

- Right.

- Details as discussed, Harry.

- Fine. Okay.

- See you at the movies.

- Gotcha, Charlie.

- Bye, Harry.

at the Mayan Theatre on Hill Street.

Right hand side of the balcony.

He...

gets a $2,500 retainer and 15%

of the final settlement.

Draw the cash and put it in an envelope...

with the key to the Long Beach factory.

With the key to the Long Beach factory.

- What do you want?

- Fred Mirrell is here.

- God!

- Freddy Mirrell?

- Tell Gloria to bring him into my office.

- Gloria's out sick today.

- What is he doing here?

- Leave the switchboard.

- Get him in, bring him into my office.

- All right.

What's Freddy doing here? He knows

the show's at 3:
00 at the hotel.

- He wants to get laid.

- Here?

Yeah, right on your desk!

I wonder what would happen

if once, just once...

you sold the son of a b*tch the line

on its merits.

We'd lose the account! Get Margo

on the phone and set it up for Freddy.

Have we still got the same suite

at the Belgrave?

Yes. The show, the girls, all under

the same roof. The whole mess.

- It's business, Phil! Give me the key!

- Business?

Business for what?

To become a pimp?

To commit a major felony?

To become a pimp?

To commit a major felony?

So you can go fishing. Now get Margo

on the phone and fix it up for 1:30.

Freddy, baby, how the hell are you,

fella? How was the trip?

Good to see you.

My, by damn, you look good.

What is it here? A little weight,

you're losing a little weight.

I haven't been feeling too well.

The doctor tells me high cholesterol.

That's a national disease.

Sit down, I'll get you a drink.

- Thanks. A little scotch on the rocks.

- Okay.

- I got the scotch, I haven't got the rocks.

- Any way at all, Harry.

Hey, Fred, I gotta tell you.

We have a terrific line this year.

Shoot, you don't have to sell me.

I'm here to buy. That's what I'm here for.

No, I really mean it.

You want a little water?

- Yeah, please.

- No, I mean it.

I think it's the finest line

that we've ever had, Fred.

As a matter of fact it's so good...

that I been thinking

about giving a bonus to our designer.

- She says she can't do it.

- She's got to do it!

- What, Fred?

- I said I took the train.

I didn't know the trains still ran

from Cleveland.

Well, you have to change in Chicago.

Here you go, old boy.

Would you like a cigar?

- I'd love to but no, thank you.

- Okay.

- Cheers, Harry.

- Cheers.

- Good luck this afternoon.

- Thanks, baby; good to see you.

I can't fly anymore. How do you like that?

- No sh*t?

- That train ride, Jesus Christ...

I mean, I've been sitting

in that compartment for 39 hours...

eating that God damn food. Boy,

I'm tense, I'm really on edge, I tell you.

Yeah, I'm a little nervous myself. I gotta

write a lot of business this afternoon.

I'm sure the line is solid.

Say, look, how about that, Fred?

Why don't you just give me

an open end order...

and I'll fill it personally and then

you won't have to come to the show?

I told you I just got off a train.

I don't know, I can't think

about business. I gotta relax.

All right.

Say, Harry...

is that girl still around?

What girl?

That... What's her name? Margo.

Come on, you remember, from last year.

Oh, Margo! Yeah. Well, I guess

she's still at the old stand.

Harry, I mean, Christ!

She's really sensational,

I mean, that girl, Harry, is a magician.

Come on, what're we jerking

each other off for?

Get her on the phone, set it up.

Me call Margo today?

With all of the buyers in town?

- There's not a chance.

- Wait a minute. Hold on.

What're you giving me this sh*t for?

This is me, Freddy Mirrell, remember?

Why, we do $80,000 a year, the past

six years that's almost half a million.

Harry, have I ever asked you

for a Christmas card?

No, Fred, you've always been

perfectly straight.

You're God damn right.

That's the way I play the game,

everybody knows that.

I'm just trying to tell you it's not that easy.

That's a very popular lady.

Why didn't you call me from Cleveland?

Harry, I don't make calls like that

from Cleveland.

Harry, I don't want to argue with you.

You and me,

we go back a hell of a long ways.

I spent 5,362 nights...

with a sick woman. Wait a minute.

Don't misunderstand me, Harry, I...

Edna's no b*tch.

You know Edna, she's a good wife.

She's a hell of a cook, Harry.

It's just, well...

it's all those God damn operations.

The woman is all scarred up, Harry.

Now after 15 years,

I need these little diversions.

You know what I mean?

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Say, it's only 11:30.

Come on, Harry, call the girl.

I'll try. I mean, for you...

I'll try but like I said,

it's not easy, you know and...

God, she's gonna have

to break appointments...

you're talking about a lot of money.

Why, you rotten son of a b*tch.

Harry, I just threw my heart

across your desk.

And you're giving me cost?

The whole God damn thing is a write off!

The government pays for the goose!

You know that!

- Fred, take it easy.

- Hello, Fred.

- Glad to see you again. How are you?

- Fine, Phil, thank you.

That matter in Chicago,

you'll have to handle it yourself.

Okay.

Fred.

A little problem came up. How about...

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