The Honeymoon Machine Page #4

I just couldn't.

Apparently I can.

Apparently.

What was that?

It was the Nina, the pinta,

and the Santa Maria!

$35 worth of venetian glass!

Well, maybe it's not all broken.

Well, how did you manage

to drop it, schillkraut?

Manage to?

I walk in here and find you

with an admiral's dau...

With a practical stranger.

I think he had a perfect right

to drop it.

And I think I need

some fresh air.

"Drofsky"...i do.

Got those numbers?

Here.

Jason's at the casino,

near the phone booth.

All right, shoot 'em out to Max.

With her here?

The blinker's in the bedroom.

We don't want

to keep Jason waiting.

Well, he won't mind.

- He's got a girl with him.

- A girl?

You mean he's letting some girl

interfere with this setup?

Are you kidding me?

Yeah.

Get moving.

Hello.

Jason?

Yeah, he just got here.

Yes.

Well, we've got those figures.

Yeah, well, I'll give you a call

as soon as Max

has them processed.

Give me your number. Got it.

The minute I hear from Max,

we start the ball rolling.

Right!

Look, if you and your friends

have some business...

It's nothing, just dull

everyday high finance.

My assistant's attending to it.

- He seems very young.

- The youngest.

Did you see the expression

on his face

when he walked in and

caught us in the act?

Well, I wouldn't describe

a little kiss as an act.

Little kiss?

Sank 3 ships.

Yes?

It's dad!

Come on in, dad.

I see you got the note I left.

Yeah...- I'm sorry, sir.

It was stupid of me

not to realize.

It certainly was.

Didn't you notice all the braid?

Forgive him, dad.

You know how civilians are.

Yeah, yeah.

Well... aren't you

going to shake hands?

It's a great

pleasure meeting you, sir.

Yeah.

Is everything all right here?

Yes, except I didn't expect to

see you quite so soon.

Well, I left early.

Full dinner, full speeches...

You know a damn fool

named Tommy Dane?

No, sir. Why?

Damn fool!

He kept calling me

"old foghorn."

No wonder you're in such

a bristly mood.

Won't you sit down, sir?

No, no.

I've got a full reception.

Hey, you want to come?

Please, dad.

- Well, I don't blame you.

- Fergie?

Fergie, I think you

oughta come in here...

This is Julie's

father, Mr. Schillkraut.

I'm very pleased

to meet you, mr.Schillkraut...

Fitch!

Admiral Fitch!

Relax, young fella.

You're not in my command.

Yes, sir!

I mean, no, sir!

Schillkraut,

what was it you wanted?

Well... it was nothing.

Would you excuse me, please?

Excuse me.

Are you sure everything's

all right here?

Beau.

Beau!

He recognized us... I saw it

in his eyes!

Don't be a dope.

An admiral never recognizes

anyone except another admiral.

Now get on that blinker

and tell that ship

to stop flashing for a while.

Yeah.

That's peculiar.

Someone's flashing the shore.

Where?

There, there.

See, it's from the elmira.

Do you read morse code?

I haven't been able to read code

since I was an ensign.

Well, it stopped.

Probably some sailor signaling

to his girl.

Probably... yeah.

Well, I'm... I'm shoving off.

Say good night to that civilian

for me.

Now, if you need anything,

there's two shore patrolmen

stationed downstairs.

Thank you, dad.

What's going on in here?

Julie, your father.

He's gone.

I knew there was

something fishy!

Fishy?

What's fishy?

Well, for one thing... that.

It's a heat lamp.

Schillkraut here's

got a little cold, and...

Don't call him schillkraut.

He doesn't answer to it.

And that is not a heat lamp.

It's a blinker.

A blinker!

Well, the man who sold it to me

swore up and down...

And to clinch matters,

I read morse code.

"Max standing by."

Now, who and what are you?

Lieutenant Ferguson Howard,

ma'am.

United States Navy.

Lieutenant junior grade

beauregard Gilliam, ma'am.

United States Navy.

Retired.

Official 1-8?

Admiral Fitch.

There's been flashing from the

computing room on the elmira.

Get a signalman up to my suite,

immediately.

You wanted the story of my life?

You've got it.

I still think if I'd gotten that

bicycle for Christmas

when I was 13 years old,

none of this

would have happened.

Julie, my fate is in your hands.

"You stay as long

as your father does."

"I'll stay as long

as your father does."

"Time means nothing to me."

Brother.

Julie... are you

going to turn me in?

I don't know.

I'm not sure whether

you're a criminal,

or just seriously disturbed.

Anyway, let's get

back to the bicycle.

What color was it?

Red!...blue!

Look, Julie, you run me out

like a deck swab.

Who cares about

imaginary bicycles?

So there wasn't any bicycle!

I told you, I didn't get it!

All right, all right.

Let your father keelhaul

me all the way

to the Brooklyn Navy yard.

Let him send me to the brig!

Maybe he should, just for your

own protection.

People who think they can

get rich from gambling.

It's not gambling...

It's science.

Listen...

Beau's in there now,

sending off the numbers.

Jason's waiting at the tables.

Julie... don't stand in the way

of scientific progress.

Well, of all

the silly arguments!

The answer is coming through!

Tell him to hold it!

Julie... For science.

For me.

Go ahead.

You're going to need

all the money you can get

when they throw you

out of the Navy.

Julie... Battle stations!

Get on the phone.

Lido 3-7.

Lido 3-7.

Here it comes!

Jason?

Hold on, wait.

After... After... Primary...

Primary...

Revolution... Revolution...

Next drop...

Next drop... Will be...

Will be...

165 degrees... 165 degrees...

- West...

- West... Of number shown.

Of number shown.

If... First... Revolution...

Zero...

Revolution?

Hold... All... Action... End.

Revolution?

Drop will be... 165 degrees.

Get me a chart of the harbor.

Get me a map of venice.

You got it, jas?

Very good.

Well, I haven't got it.

What does it all mean?

This is a roulette wheel.

The ball drops there.

Jason counts back 165 degrees,

bets on the next spin,

the ball drops here, or on one

number on either side.

He bets all 3... We can't lose.

Admiral, what does it mean?

Well, if I were an enemy spy,

I might be able to tell you.

Security, security!

Captain angle here!

165 degrees... 160.

Is that where

the drop is going to be?

Gentlemen!

That's smack in the middle

of the fleet!

Get over to the casino

and help Jason.

Take this... you may need it

to carry the money.

Alert the venice police.

Cancel all leaves.

I want every gig and picket boat

in the fleet,

fully manned, fully armed.

Circle the entire city!

Security?

There's a man

signaling from the elmira.

Place him under

immediate arrest!

No, no, no.

Negative on that order.

Don't alert him.

No, no.

Post a guard at

the computing room door.

No one enters, no one leaves.

No, there may be more messages,

and we'll need them to...

To break the code.

The drop will be exactly... in

section indicated,

or one section east or west.

East or west of what?

Number 12 in the red.

Pay that gentleman.

It works.

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