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You're just not used to prosperity.

Ben wants me | to take the train with him tonight.

Tonight?

Well, he wants to show me around. | Set me up.

I gotta get moving, honey.

What did the doctor say?

About the middle | or the end of next week, he thinks.

- What kind of work is it, Joe? | - Well, it's selling.

Ben's in the electrical-supply business. | You know, bulbs, switches, machinery.

It's wholesale.

Everything's packed. I need this.

Ben's a great little businessman.

We used to kid him | about making money during the war.

In Sicily, he started to trade with a pack | of gum. After three different trades...

...he wound up | with a case of champagne and a cow.

Joe, I'm so happy for you.

I wish you didn't have to go tonight.

I'll write tomorrow. | Next day at the latest.

I'm sure to be back | before you go to the hospital.

I'll write you, honey.

I'll be back in time.

Beer, Nick.

You coming from someplace or going?

Well, I got a job out of town.

- Through with the post office? | - Yeah.

Better to get hold of something steady. | Especially with the kid on the way.

- When you expecting? | - Pretty soon.

What'd you do, rob the mails?

- Hello, Mickey. | - Say, Nick, you forgot to turn on your neon.

Thanks.

Won't help business anyhow.

That's why I never got married.

Raising a family makes a guy jumpy.

- I bought a nightgown for Ellen. | - Yeah?

- A present for when the baby comes. | - Uh-huh.

Can you hold it for me for a few days, | maybe a week?

I didn't wanna leave it around the house. | She might find it.

Well, don't leave it too long. | I don't like to be responsible for valuables.

Well, it set me back 3.98.

- I'll pick it up next week. | - Okay.

- Hi, captain. | Any new leads, Walter?

- What about boyfriends? | - We need some pictures.

- You fellas sure decorated this hallway. | - Any...?

- Nothing yet. | Give us a break, will you?

Give us a break, will you, Walter?

Who's your friend?

Oh, why, he was here when we got in. | He howls if you don't hold him.

What have we got so far?

Nothing much. | He takes care of the building.

I'm the superintendent. | In charge of the building management.

She moved in last October. | Quiet tenant, he says.

He took her down last evening | in the elevator about 6, alone.

She wore...?

- Same clothes found on the body. | - Who's she?

Cleaning woman. | - I'm the housekeeper.

Thank you. | We'll talk to you again. You can go now.

Captain, I wish you could do something | about those people outside there.

- It's very bad for the building. | - Just tell them to get out.

- I did. They told me to sweep the floor. | - Tell them who you are.

I will.

- Hey, give us a break. | - Here comes the janitor, fellas.

What else, Stan? | - We're gonna need a lot of precinct men.

- Looks like she knew everyone in New York. | - Find out anything?

Only her character.

Hardly any of this stuff | has even been laundered.

She couldn't wear it all in one lifetime.

- This dame sure got around, captain. | - Gottschalk.

Looks like a miniature who's who.

Take this for Inspector Ferrara, | Fifth District.

I'll need as many detectives | as he can spare.

Maybe he can get them | from the Bronx and Brooklyn, about 50.

And tell them to clear their assignments | through Stanley Simon.

- Give him your shield number to fill in. | - Two-six-one-three-four.

Get started on these right away.

Maybe we can pick up | something from the stoolies.

Right. | - You got anything yet?

No good prints, only smudges.

- How about those photographs? | - Here you are, captain.

Hey, doc.

Doc, give us some dope. Come on.

- You get anything, doc? | - You bet.

You know, she died | pretty soon after dinner.

And a darn good dinner too.

Lamb, eggplant, tomatoes, | onions and garlic.

- So what? | - It's called kebab.

I'll come around and play chef | one of these nights.

The girl had a dessert | of heavily sugared syrup...

...fine starch, almonds, | hazel and pistachio nuts.

That limits it, Walter. Only Greek, | Syrian and Turkish restaurants...

...serve that concoction. | - Thanks. That helps.

Spread the reserve men as thin as you can | and cover all places serving that junk.

Get rid of your friend | and give Stan a hand.

Hold it, Sam. | I want a shot of you and the mutt.

A little higher, Sammy, thank you.

Got anything new for us, Walter?

No. After this, disappear. | Give the building superintendent a break.

Something to freshen up the story with?

Well, all we know is she had a Syrian | or Turkish dinner last night.

Kebab, the doc calls it. | We wanna know who was with her.

- Are you throwing out a dragnet? | - Sorry, no dragnet, Charlie.

We've got a bookful of names, addresses | and phone numbers to check.

And remember, Dave, | I didn't say love diary.

They find the love diary. | The Colner love diary.

Read all about it. | They find the love diary.

Let me have them all.

The Colner love diary!

Who won the sixth at Belmont, friend?

You call him a money jockey? | He can't even sit on a horse.

Uh, who's your handicapper pick | in the fourth today, friend?

You must understand our position, sir. | This is a murder case.

We must follow every possible lead | for information.

Well, how would I know | anyone of that type?

- A woman who gets herself murdered. | - Your name was in her address book.

My name must be | in many address books.

Hundreds of them. Light up, officer.

You know, I'm a broker. Businessman.

Why shouldn't my name | be in address books?

I do business with thousands.

With Lucille Colner?

No.

Not that I know about, that is. | You can check with my head bookkeeper.

Thank you, sir. | I'll talk to your bookkeeper now.

I defended her on a misdemeanor | a couple years ago.

Got an acquittal. | She paid me and that was the end of it.

She seemed like a nice girl. Pretty too.

Too busy to see you now. | Come back later.

Well, I'm due in court.

Sorry I couldn't be of more help to you.

Mr. Norson, congratulations.

Who does he resemble?

My son Harry looked just like his father | from the very first day he was born.

Why, honestly, I just...

Oh, Joe.

Joe, I've been so worried, so frightened.

Oh, no more.

I'm here now.

It's only been a few days.

I'm behaving as if it was a million years.

Every time that door opened, | I held my breath before I looked.

I wasn't even gonna turn around just now | when you opened it.

I didn't know it'd be so soon. | I thought another day or...

Is the baby all right?

The biggest, healthiest, | hungriest in the hospital.

Oh, Joe, he's so wonderful. | He's even prettier than I hoped he'd be.

Boys aren't pretty.

Our son is.

Just wait till you see him.

It'll be his feeding time soon.

Joe, was it all right for you | to leave your job?

Sure.

But didn't you promise me | you were gonna have a private room?

That would have been silly.

They charge $8 more a day | for a private room...

...and the food's exactly the same.

We're so lucky.

I knew the baby would bring us luck, Joe. | I prayed for that.

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