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Song of the Thin Man
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- Year:
- 1947
- 86 min
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Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen.
We sure get a genteel clientele
Especially the dames.
What class. What refinement.
What cultured tomatoes.
Get a load of that one.
Yoo-hoo.
Boys.
In polite society, we don't say "yoo-hoo."
We say "yoo-whom."
- Nick, hi.
- Hi.
You remember Mrs. Charles.
Hi.
You took the words right out of my mouth.
What are you doing at this clambake?
You ain't detectiving, are you?
Mrs. Charles thinks we should cultivate
some people who haven't served time.
She wants to create a proper atmosphere
for Nicky Jr.
Junior? How is the little squirt?
Thanks to your teaching...
he can crack any safe in town now
in 15 minutes.
Thirty-one and black.
Thirty-one and black. Mama, that's us.
You shouldn't talk that way to my friends.
They're sensitive.
I didn't mean to hurt them. I love them.
They're perfect gentlemen,
right down to their fingerprints.
I've got a great idea.
- What is it?
- Let's go home.
What's at home?
- You, my pipe, my slippers.
- I think you're slipping.
Darling, give me my pipe, my slippers
and a beautiful woman...
- and you can have my pipe and slippers.
- That's sweet. But we're staying here.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Buddy Hollis and his famous clarinet.
That reedman
You'd be sporting a whack-job, too...
if you were carrying a torch like him
for that little cookie.
Take over, Maxie.
What's wrong?
Boat rocking too much for you?
Or is the reedman's condition
The sensational Buddy Hollis.
Sounded more like a kid with a kazoo.
And his own tune, too.
It's bad enough
getting on the jumping juice...
disappearing for days,
forgetting where he's been.
He doesn't know where he is
when he gets back.
If you ask me, the guy has blown his top.
What do you expect
after the pushing around we gave him?
Maybe you'd like
Wouldn't that be convenient for you and
the dames you've been chasing around?
You've been peeking.
I must have blown my top...
kicking Buddy over
for a road-company Casanova like you.
There you are.
Bandstand too crowded for you?
Maybe you'd like me
to bring the boys out here.
Sorry, bossman.
You mind taking the girlfriend with you?
Ex-girlfriend.
Brings sunshine into everyone's life,
doesn't he?
Stay out in that sunshine long enough,
you get a third-degree burn.
Where are you going?
I can't stand that oily kisser of yours
too long without another drink.
- Sit down.
- What do you mean?
I said, sit down.
Boys, you'd better get on there.
Hurry up. Come on.
Buddy, darling.
Get him up. He's not hurt.
Get him out of here. He's all right.
You didn't have to hit him.
I should have let him
crease my scalp with that clarinet.
He's beat. He couldn't lift it that high.
- What did you expect me to do?
- Just what you did.
- He's through. Get him out.
- Wait a minute.
I don't want any part of him. Get him out.
What goes on here?
Trying to turn this boat
into a fishing barge?
Relax. The band is my business.
On this boat, it's my business.
If that's the way you want it...
when I finish here tonight,
we'll wash up for good.
I don't like fast shuffles, Tommy.
Here's a card right off the top of the deck:
Mitch Talbin's booked a tour
I can make more money with him
in 30 weeks than with you in 30 years.
You see,
your publicity man did a good job on me.
must be your gratitude.
"Gratitude"?
Remind me to look that word up.
- I'll be in your office later for my dough.
- "Dough"?
Remind me to look that word up.
I need that money. The bookies
are putting the squeeze on me.
If I'm left holding the bag,
I'll hold everything that's in it.
Remember, nothing foolish.
There he is.
Get him.
What's all the fuss, Al?
- Heard you were going on tour.
- Yeah, first stop, Miami.
I've got a lot of friends in Miami.
Want me to have them look you up?
I intended to pay you before I left town.
No hurry. We'll be around till closing.
I'd pay you what I owe you right now.
- I just signed up with him.
- There's Mitch Talbin.
Mitch?
Hello, Tommy. You know Tommy Drake.
- I feel as though I know him intimately.
- Yeah, Baby's quite a fan of yours.
- How we doing, kid?
- I finally had it out with Brant.
Everything okay?
Yeah. It's all set, except that...
- I gotta have some money.
- Sure. Anything you want.
I need $12,000.
$12,000? That's a lot of money.
My luck's been a little sour lately,
Mitch, but...
I'm good for it.
I'll sign my tour money over to you.
I know, but trains get wrecked,
planes crash, you might drop dead.
I gotta have it before closing.
I can think faster after I've had a drink.
Come on, let's sit down.
- But this is important.
- Come on.
Do you want to eat or do you want a drink
or do you want to dance?
I'm sure you wouldn't want to lose this.
- Thank you.
- Not at all.
- Thank you very much.
- You're very welcome.
It's a beautiful thing. The necklace.
- Mr. Charles. Nora.
- Hello.
We've been looking all over for you.
- You know Mr. Thayar, of course.
- Yes.
We saved a place for you at our table.
It's at the other end of the room.
We're table hopping. Excuse us.
- Yes.
- Good-bye.
Good-bye.
- Who are they?
- Just the people who invited us.
- You ought to remember the Thayars.
- I ought?
He presented the museum
with a million dollars worth of antiques.
- He did?
- Yes. They're very nice.
He seems especially nice
for a guy carrying a gun.
A gun?
Yes. I felt it just now
when we locked bumpers.
If this rampage of respectability persists,
we'll have to get you a bullet-proof girdle.
If you people think a gambler like Brant...
is going to turn the entire
evening's proceeds over to charity...
you're being very naive.
- Well, he is.
I don't know how
she ever persuaded him to.
- That doesn't take much imagination.
- Hello, Mr. Brant.
- You know everybody.
- How do you do?
We were just remarking
about your generosity.
- I'm getting my cut.
- I thought so.
A dance with your daughter.
- May I have that dance now?
- Janet has just finished dancing.
- I'm sure she's tired.
- I'd love to dance.
- Janet.
- David, please.
Maybe, we'd better make this
some other time.
Father, if you'll consult
my birth certificate...
you'll find I'm of full age and perfectly
capable of making my own decisions.
- Phil.
- Darling.
I don't think
the blue-blooded Mr. Thayar will like...
the idea of his daughter
being married to a guy like me.
Tomorrow, there won't be anything
he can do about it.
You're sure you want
to go through with it? Maybe, no dice.
It's going to be a natural.
I'll go to my office,
get my things, and some money.
Meet me at the companionway
in 10 minutes.
Rain again.
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