Tony Rome Page #2
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- Year:
- 1967
- 110 min
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- "F"...What?
- Formerly married.
We're divorced women.
We can't claim to be the town virgins...
and we can't afford
to be the town tramps.
What do we do?
Well, you could hang
a sign on yourself...
says, "occasionally promiscuous."
You married?
Why not?
Up to now, I haven't found
a dame who's a bookmaker.
See, I gamble.
And that wouldn't be
a nice life for a lady.
Besides that, l...
I live on a boat, and I like it.
- A boat?
- Yeah, a little item I won in a dice game.
Would you like to
come up for a drink?
No. Forget it.
- It would make it too easy.
- For you or for me?
You're an interesting man,
Tony Rome.
But I suddenly realize
I've been doing all the pursuing.
Not healthy
for my ego.
You can relax.
You're just suffering from a case
of the divorce blues.
- What's that?
- It's kind of like a post-pregnancy depression.
Neither lasts.
Malcolm.!
Malcolm.!
- Good evening.
- How are ya?
Come in.
Sit down.
You probably
want to get to bed.
- Mm-hmm. That's reasonable.
- You give us the pin, we'll leave.
Well, I don't know how to
tell you this, but I'm fresh out of pins.
That's too bad.
Well, do I get told why?
We could knock you out with a gun butt
if you prefer. It's up to you.
- Or the chloroform.
- Oh, I'll have some of this.
When.
Mr. Rome.
Mr. Rome?
I don't remember the other night.
You are Mr. Rome?
I was last night.
I went to your office.
The janitor thought you might be here.
Daddy said
I've been paid for it.
I am grateful,
but now I want my pin back.
- You want your what back?
- A diamond pin.
Everybody needs a pin.
I was wearing it when I left the house,
and it was gone when you brought me home.
That doesn't mean
I took your pin.
- I'm positive someone took it.
- If I had it, I sure as hell ain't got it now.
You mean, someone
came aboard and did this?
Nah. I had the boat
specially built to look like this.
What has this got
to do with my pin?
If you don't know,
I sure don't know.
Why don't you turn it over to the police
department or the insurance company?
I don't want my father
to find out I lost it.
He's upset with me enough as it is.
Please, can't you find it for me?
Sweetheart, anybody
could've taken that pin.
I think you must've guzzled your way
through half of Miami.
I must've.
I left home with $100 in my purse,
and there was only 15 when I got back.
Fifteen?
Mm-hmm.
What do you figure
the value of the pin?
About 5,000.
Okay, the going rate
is 10% if I find it. Deal?
All right, if you can find it.
Excuse me.
- Rome here.
- This is Rudy Kosterman.
You'll never guess what happened.
Your daughter
skipped out again.
You guessed it.
Can you find her?
I don't know. I'll try.
May not be easy.
Also, I want you to find out
what's bothering her.
Something is.
She wouldn't talk to me about it.
Tell me about that son-in-law of yours.
I doubt it.
He can barely farm his own land.
I'll get back to you.
I'll tell you what.
You meet me at my office
late this afternoon, about 5:00.
- Will you have my pin by then?
- Maybe.
I'd do just anything to get it back.
Just anything.
I appreciate what you're offering,
sweetheart, but I need the money more.
I'll see you later.
Park it.
- Tony. How'd it go?
- Not bad.
Good.
- The hundred.
- What?
- The other hundred.
- Oh. Oh, yeah.
Here.
Now I want the pin.
- What pin?
- The diamond pin.
The one that the girl wasn't wearing
by the time I got here.
Look. She hit a lot of bars.
Somewhere along the line,
she got rolled.
She got rolled all right... right here,
for the money and the pin.
Are you callin' me
a crook?
Listen, this kid
was out 85 bucks.
She couldn't possibly
drink that much whiskey.
She could sip
that much.
Manny's Cleaning Establishment.
Manny, this is Rome.
How about the sixth at Hialeah?
Well, pox on that horse!
I'm workin' for nothin'
again this week.
Tail outta here
and use your own phone.
- Now, how 'bout that pin?
- I didn't steal no pin.
You'd steal a train
if you could find a fence who'd handle it.
All right. I'll admit...
I took 50 from her purse.
In a way, I was doing her a favor.
She'd had enough to drink.
Now, ain't we
the big, fat social worker.
One of these days, Turpin, they're gonna
nail you on a real solid charge.
They catch you hangin'
around a school yard.
I've been waitin' to do this
for a long time!
Temper, temper.
Remember, I'm your guest.
Beside that, I'm on short dough,
and I'm out of shape.
Wouldn't pay for the bridge work.
Now, Ralph, the pin ain't worth that much.
Beside that, it's hot. The most you could get
would be 200 bucks from a fence.
- So?
- So I give you a hundred. No sweat.
- You're still callin' me a crook.
- Nah, nah.
But you run into luck
every once in a while.
You might find it layin' around.
If you do, you drop it in the mail...
you get a hundred,
no questions.
Okay.
So I'll look around.
Who knows? Maybe
she dropped it someplace.
Yeah. Like maybe, uh,
under the rug.
- You know him?
- Never saw him before.
I'm sorry!
This gimpy leg of mine is always...
Why don't you get a skate?
I really am sorry, but I've got to go.
Oh. You never stay anymore.
You just come and go,
go and come, and...
Stop it, Lorna.
It's all right, Diana. I understand.
I understand too.
What the hell. You know.
I mean, thanks for the money.
It's not enough, but, you know...
It's the best I can do.
I'd bring more if I could.
You're very generous.
Drive carefully.
Good night, Adam.
For God's sake, Lorna.
When will you learn to shut up?
That really bugs you, doesn't it?
I mean, that I can...
I can say anything
I want to her.
You're gonna get sick, really sick,
if you keep that up.
I don't care. l...
If I do, there's not really too much
you can do about it, is there?
My face!
My face... Get your
grubby hands off me.!
Sam! Sam, stop it!
You heard me, Sam.
Let him go!
Let him go!
My brother's normally very gentle.
You must have upset him.
He didn't mention it.
He's quite formidable,
as you've discovered.
He's pretty damn big too.
Nature's compensation
to him, I suppose.
Why don't you keep him
on a leash?
Who are you, and what
are you doing here?
I came here to snap a few pictures of the place
Oop! Oh, my leg!
Adam! My leg!
Get eight more guys.
You could have a minyan.
Oh, Adam,
my leg hurts!
Joe. Tony Rome.
Give me an up-to-date list
Hold it.
Just a second.
I think I got company.
I'll call you later.
Homicide. Santini.
Dave, it's Tony.
My ex-partner just
took a hit in my office.
His gun's here,
and I think he used it.
Yeah. Somebody's walking around Miami
with a big, fat.45 slug in him.
Sure, I know everybody knows
I hate his guts. So what?
Okay. I'll be here
waiting for you.
Tony Rome, to see Mr. Kosterman.
I'm sorry.
I'm afraid it's too late.
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