Tony Rome Page #2

Synopsis: Tony Rome is an ex-cop turned private eye in Miami Beach. For $200 he returns a young woman to her father's house after she passes out in a seedy hotel, and he keeps the hotel's name out of it. Trouble is, she's missing a diamond pin, and tough guys show up at Tony's boat looking for it. When the pin does turn up, it's fake, so the girl's father, a wealthy builder, hires Tony to find out what happened to the real stones. Bodies pile up, Tony suspects the builder's trophy wife, and he's also looking for a mysterious guy named Nimmo who used to date Ann Archer, a stunning redhead Tony meets at the builder's. Can Tony sort it out before too many die, and what about Ann?
Genre: Crime, Drama, Mystery
Director(s): Gordon Douglas
Production: Fox
 
IMDB:
6.6
Rotten Tomatoes:
60%
NOT RATED
Year:
1967
110 min
240 Views


- "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 should thank you.

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.

Do you think he plays around?

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

for Better Homes and Gardens.

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

on fences operating in Miami.

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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Richard L. Breen

Richard L. Breen (June 26, 1918 – February 1, 1967) was a Hollywood screenwriter and director. more…

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