The Big Noise Page #4

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Step right in.

I haven't seen my aunt

for a long time.

Mm-hm.

- That will be all, gentlemen, thank you.

- Thank you.

Sorry.

- Oh, Evelyn, I'm so glad to see you.

- Auntie. Hello.

- Evelyn, how are you?

- Hello.

Oh, this is Mr. Hartley,

your neighbor.

- May I present Mr. and Mrs. Charlton.

- How do you do?

- This is indeed a great pleasure.

- Thank you.

I went to Mr. Hartley's by mistake

and he was kind enough to bring me.

- How nice.

- Now that you know your way...

...you must drop in often.

- Why, I'd be delighted.

Say, why don't you come

to my house tonight for dinner?

- We'd be glad to.

- That would be lovely.

- Splendid. Shall we say about 7?

- That'll be fine.

- Good.

- Goodbye, and thank you so much.

Oh, that's all right, l...

Oh, door in...

Don't forget, 7.

Suppose you run up

and see how you like your room.

If you don't, we'll change it.

- You must be tired.

- A little.

Why don't you freshen up.

- Your room is the first door to the right.

- Fine.

Did I have the right idea

or did I have the right idea?

I still don't like the idea of

getting the kid mixed-up in this.

I've got it framed

so we'll all be in the clear.

- What cooks?

- We're in. We've just been invited...

...to Hartley's.

- What do you know.

- Oh, yeah, us too?

- No, you lug, just the family...

...but you and Glassman

will be plenty busy.

As soon as I get into the joint,

I'll manage to loosen up...

...one of the dining-room windows.

You and Dutchy, wearing masks, step in

and pull a fake holdup.

The old dame will be wearing

all her cracked ice...

...and we can clean up.

Strip a couple of rings off

Mayme to make it look on the up and up.

- Wait a minute.

- You'll get them back.

And fruit compote and ice cream

for dessert.

Fine, fine. Our neighbors

next door may not be educated...

...to the refinements of modern

food-preparations as we are.

- Yes, sir.

- That'll be all, Mugridge.

Oh, boy, real ice cream.

Look here, young fellow,

I want no nonsense from you...

...while the young lady is here to dinner.

- I won't do a thing, Pop.

There's more food in the kitchen than

there's been in the house in six months.

Well, see that you live up

to that promise.

And anyhow, who was responsible

for her coming to this house?

Who let her in?

Yes, I'm going to take that

up with you later.

Hello. Yes.

Long distance? Washington?

I'm pleased to inform you...

...that the War Department

is interested in your explosive.

They'd like you to come to Washington

as soon as possible.

Splendid. I hoped

that would be your answer...

...when I received your telegram.

Telegram?

Why, we sent no telegram yesterday.

We only took the matter up

with the department this morning.

But I distinctly received a telegram

via Western Union.

You particularly asked me to guard

the invention with my very life.

Just a moment, Mr. Digby.

Ow!

Ouch!

That's all right, Mr. Digby.

The whole matter has been explained.

I'll leave on the first train.

Goodbye.

Hello.

Yes.

Oh, I'm so disappointed.

If it wasn't government business,

I'd wait over until tomorrow.

Do you think you'll be

in Washington long?

Well, I was afraid I might be gone

before you got back.

Why, Mr. Hartley.

No, no, you misunderstood me.

I'll be waiting for your return.

Goodbye and good luck.

No dinner party. Mr. Hartley

has had a call from Washington...

...and he's leaving at midnight.

- Oh, that's too bad...

...now that we've just met him.

I know...

...and I may be gone

before he returns.

Oh, maybe he'll just be gone

for a few days.

- Hey, Dutchy.

- Yeah?

- Hartley's leaving for Washington.

- How do you know?

- He just phoned the kid.

- He's gonna take the explosive.

- Yeah. What are we gonna do about it?

- Washington, huh?

He can't get a train out until late.

Have you got the nerve...

...to crack the joint tonight?

- Sure. What about Charlton?

He didn't see the point, he's out.

We take care of them...

...before we crack Hartley's place.

- Get this bus tuned up...

...we may have to make

a quick getaway.

Will you stop playing that thing.

I've got to get some sleep.

Well, you heard what Mr. Hartley said.

We better stay awake

and guard that bomb...

...or we'll get fired or something.

- Yes, but Mr. Hartley doesn't realize...

...that I didn't get a wink

of sleep last night.

- You know what?

- What?

We could hide the bomb,

then we could both get some sleep.

We could take turns, you could sleep

an hour, then I could sleep an hour.

And if I didn't wake up, I could sleep

an hour and you could sit up...

I understand perfectly.

Well, I'll get the bomb,

and you figure out a place to hide it.

And we won't tell a soul.

- Not a soul.

- Just a moment.

- What?

- On second thought...

...I'll get the bomb,

and you figure out a place to hide it.

Did you figure out a place to hide it?

- Where?

- You told me not to tell anybody.

Oh, it's all right if you and I know.

Well, why didn't you say so?

- Here's a place they'll never find it.

- That's a good idea.

- We'll kill two birds with one stone.

- How do you mean?

They won't be able to find the explosive,

and you can't play that thing.

- Well, good night, Ollie.

- Good night.

- Where are you going?

- I was going to bed, to sleep for an hour.

Oh, now, let's be fair about this thing.

Let's play a hand of poker

to see who sleeps first.

- You mean a gentleman's agreement?

- Absolutely.

- Fine with me, then...

- Hey, hey, hey.

Put that thing down, and be careful.

Now, are you ready?

Cut them.

All right.

One, two, three, four, five.

How many?

Maybe you'd better go to bed first.

Oh, no, we've got to be fair about this.

- All right, give me five cards.

- All right.

That was the worst hand I ever had.

One, two, three, four, five.

You're a little too high and mighty,

a little too patriotic for this.

So we're cutting you out.

That goes for the jewels too,

if we grab them.

I'm gonna get the explosive...

...if I have to conk Hartley over the

head. He's not gonna get away tonight.

The window.

Close the door, lock it and bolt it.

They're coming after you.

- Who's coming?

- My aunt and uncle seem mixed-up...

...with a gang. They've got guns.

They're after something...

...you're taking to Washington.

- Come into the library.

- Oh, you've got to get out of here.

- I don't understand.

Get them up, Hartley.

You too, sister.

- Phone.

- Yeah.

- Where's the explosive?

- But, gentlemen, what explosive?

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Yeah?

Maybe we can make you

understand things better upstairs.

Yeah, let's get up there.

- Come on, turn around, get going.

- But, gentlemen...

But, gentlemen, you...

- Where is it?

- In there.

Get going.

Good evening, Mr. Hartley.

Press a button and sit down.

Hey, you, up in the air with them.

Your hands, your hands,

get them up in the air.

Get over there.

The bomb's in there. Keep these

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