The Thin Man

Your daughter is here, Mr. Wynant.

Haven't you got any more sense|than to shout like that?

- I'm sorry, but...|- Two weeks work gone for nothing!

- I just wanted to tell you...|- I don't care!

Get your things and get out!|You're through!

- I'm going.|- Get out!

It's a good thing I'm going away.|No peace, no quiet.

Everybody interrupting me.

- Can I come in? Did you tell him?|- I didn't get a chance.

Dad.

Why didn't somebody|tell me you were here?

I'm sorry to interrupt your work.|Look at you. But this really is important.

How are you?

- Another young man?|- It's the same one.

It's been the same one for three months.

- Forgive me. How are you?|- How do you do?

Take a good look at him, Dad,|and try to remember him...

...because...

...he's going to be your son-in-law.

- That is, if it's all right with you, sir.|- And if it isn't?

He's still going to be your son-in-law.

You see how much we have to say.

But, Dad, this is really what|I wanted to talk to you about.

- Do you mind if I look around?|- Help yourself.

Tom, show this...

- Where are you going?|- Home.

- I'm fired.|- Who fired you?

You did.

Forget it.|Will you show this gentleman around?

- Yes, right this way, sir.|- Thank you.

Mother's planning on a big church wedding.

Yeah, she would.

I hate all that fuss.|But I'll do it on one condition...

...that you're there to give me away.

- What would your mother say to that?|- It's my wedding, isn't it?

But wouldn't it be embarrassing,|all of us there...

...your mother and me, your stepfather?|- He can stay home.

Please, Daddy, won't you?

- Lf you think it will be all right.|- You lamb.

Now, wait a minute.

When is it? I'm leaving town tonight.

Where are you going?

That's a secret. I can't even tell you.

I've got an important idea to work on.

A new invention?

Yes, and I don't want somebody to steal it.

But we were planning|on marrying right after Christmas.

I'll be home before Christmas.

- Is it a promise?|- That's a promise I won't forget.

- All right!|- Where's MacCaulay? It's time I started.

- How's your brother?|- He's all right.

I'd like to see him.|Why don't you bring him down?

You know how it is.|He's sort of under Mother's thumb.

Yes, I know.

You're not missing much. He's cuckoo.

Like all the rest of us?

Has this fellow seen the whole family?

Yes, and he still wants to marry me.

- He's a brave man.|- Yes.

Thanks a lot, old man.

- You have an interesting plant here.|- Didn't I tell you?

I didn't know that|you invented that smelting process.

This is the first metal that came through,|three kinds of ore:

Gold, silver, copper.

Isn't that interesting?

- Daddy, does that still bother you?|- Only in bad weather.

- It isn't bad weather now.|- Well, you better get home before it is.

All right. Good-bye, darling,|and don't forget, December 30.

- Good-bye, boy.|- Good-bye.

Take good care of Dorothy.

Show her that there is such a thing|as a happy marriage.

I'll do my best.

- Good-bye, sweetie.|- Good-bye, dear.

Is it all settled?

Grand.

Why did your mother divorce him?|I think he's swell.

- It seems he has a secretary.|- I'll do my own typing.

Dad's a good barometer. Here's a taxi.

- Hello, Mr. MacCaulay.|- How are you?

- Get under this.|- No, we're taking your cab.

- Is your father still in there?|- Yes, he's waiting for you.

- Did he tell you where he was going?|- He wouldn't say.

- Good-bye, Miss Wynant.|- Good-bye.

Here's your change, boss.

You wouldn't drive slowly,|so you don't get a tip.

That's okay, sweetheart, I got it anyway.

- Mr. Wynant.|- Hello. Did you get my money?

- I wish you'd tell me where you're going.|- I'm not telling anyone.

- Suppose some business should come up?|- That's just why I'm going.

There's $100, $200, $300...

- Here, never mind.|- I wish you'd count it.

- There's $1,000 there.|- I trust you.

Isn't there anything else I can do for you?|Have you bought your ticket?

- No.|- Let me do that for you.

Yes, you might do that.|You might get me a ticket for...

No, you don't.

Thanks and good-bye.

What'll I do if something comes up?

Settle it yourself.|What have I got a lawyer for?

- Is Julia going with you?|- No.

- What if you need more money?|- I left instructions with Julia.

She'll get it from you. Good-bye.

You don't tell me a thing.

I don't know where you're going,|I don't know when you're coming back.

I don't know how to reach you|if any business comes up.

Hello, Tanner.

My daughter's going to be married.

Nice young man. She just brought him in.

Congratulations.

I'm going to make her a wedding present.

Thought I'd better do it now|before I forget it.

I can drop them on the way...

That's funny.

- Where are those bonds?|- Bonds, sir?

I know I put them in there.

Maybe Miss Wolf has them, sir.

Yes...

...maybe she has.

- Joe?|- Yeah.

- How do you like yours?|- Straight.

You women sure take a lot of punishment.

You're in the wrong place, buddy.

Am I?

What do you want?

- Who is it, Joe?|- That's what I want to know.

- We're just having a little drink.|- Yeah, so I see.

See you later, Joe.

Sorry, didn't know I was talking|to the boyfriend.

So long.

So long, Joe.

Who's that man?

He isn't anybody.|Just a fellow I used to know.

I thought you'd given up that sort of friend.

It's the first time I've seen him in years.

I didn't want to give him the high-hat.

You know how I feel|about that sort of thing.

Don't worry. You won't see him again.

Tell me,|did you change your mind about going?

No, I just came back for a second.

I want to get those bonds.

Bonds?

What bonds?

The government bonds.|The ones you took from the office safe.

Oh, yes.

You told me to sell those a long time ago.

I'd never tell you to sell those.|I bought those for my daughter.

- Don't you remember?|- See here, Julia...

...you're counting too much|on my absent-mindedness.

You've been taking|here and there for some time...

...without my saying anything about it.

But this is $50,000.

Do you realize you're accusing me...

No one else had|the combination of that safe.

You took them.|What did you do with them?

What if I did?

I'm tired of seeing you hand out|thousands of dollars to your family.

That's my business.

Supporting a gang of loafers|that don't care a darn about you.

A wife that kicked you out|the first time you slipped.

None of them would help you.|And I've given my whole life to you.

If you kicked off tomorrow,|where would I be? Out in the gutter.

Certainly I took them.|Who has a better right?

I want them now,|or I'll hand you over to the police.

Go ahead!

They'll be pretty rough with you,|with your record.

That's a fine thing to say to me|after what I've been to you.

Hello, give me...

Well?

All right, I'll give it to you.

$25,000, that's all I've got.

- You'll return every cent.|- I can't! I haven't got it!

- What about the rest?|- I never had it.

Then there was someone in with you.|Who was it?

I'll answer that.

You don't need to tell me.

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