Tony Rome Page #4

and she found us together in a clinch.

Would you like to

describe the clinch?

Well, if was sort of...

a leaning-over-me

clinch.

Uh, how far

leaning-over-me clinch?

Sort of a... flat

leaning-over-me clinch.

Oh, nothing happened.

She blitzed it, walking in like that.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

Some people have no manners.

Thanks for

the information, baby.

Hey! What's the sudden rush?

Stick around.

You look like you need

to get some sleep and relax.

Oh, I do, I do,

but I'll tend to that later.

Right now there are

too many questions unanswered.

And besides, I only know a part

of what Diana's problem is.

Well, what about

my problem?

I intend to take care

of that later.

Oh, yeah. You're gonna be

my next case.

You can count on it.

By the way, if I don't get back soon,

don't start without me.

Oh, Malcolm.!

- Thanks, Smitty.

- Hi, Tony. Just finished

putting your boat back together.

- What's the tab?

- Two-forty.

Two-forty?

I asked you to fix it, not rebuild it.

Yeah. Yeah, Manny.

I'll pay you

this morning.

Yeah, I'm a little surprised myself.

I got a client.

What's the price

on the Celtics?

That ain't bad.

Give me a hundred of it.

And how about the morning line

on that fight up in Toronto?

I figure Turpin had you check this out

before sending it to me.

- When?

- How did you figure that?

Because you're the guy I caught him

peddling hot jewelry to.

That's why I broke up

our partnership.

What do you mean, "hot"?

The cops don't know

you're a fence yet.

But I could let 'em know.

Give,

or I feed you to 'em.

Turpin brought it in

about 4:
00 yesterday.

He said it was

a family heirloom.

Some heirloom... glass!

I offered him five bucks for it.

He must be

laughing like hell.

He sent it to me

for a hundred dollars.

Sounds like

his kind of joke.

- Shame, him tapping out like that.

- Yeah.

There just ain't enough

sweet, miserable bums like him left...

on earth anymore, the creep.

Mr. Rome!

Mr. Rome!

Are we alone?

Yeah. Why?

What did you have in mind?

I'm Mrs. Schuyler.

I want to hire you.

Well, I'm afraid not.

You see, I'm tied up on a case this week.

Maybe next week.

But that'll be too late!

My pussycat will be dead by then!

Your pussycat?

Someone's trying

to poison her.

- Well, how do you know?

- From her attitude.

She-She's nervous.

She's terrified.

Well, you can't bank too much

on the attitude of a pussycat.

Oh! When a p*ssy used to be

so sunny and full of fun?

With the sweetest smile.

You got a p*ssy that smiles?

No!

That's just the point!

She's frowning now. She knows.

I tell you, she knows.

Well, I'm afraid

l-I can't help you, Mrs. Schuyler.

But... You-You could

at least meet my p*ssy.

No, no, no.

No, it's not possible.

I can't meet your p*ssy.

No.

Why don't you try the Burns Agency?

They specialize in p*ssy that won't smile.

Oh? Oh...

Oh, thank you, Mr. Rome.

Thank you.

Mr. Rome,

have you found my pin yet?

No, but I'm close.

How can you get close

lying here on a couch?

Look, sweetheart,

if you don't like the way I operate...

get yourself a new boy.

I'm sorry.

It's just that I'm worried.

- You got a cigarette?

- No.

Figures.

Your mother, Lorna...

how often do you

bankroll her?

- Oh, I work sometimes.

- She needs money.

I try to give her what I can

from my allowance.

You still get an allowance?

Well, Donald's still

learning the business...

and Daddy doesn't

pay him much yet.

So he gives me

a little extra.

And you slip it to Mommy.

What about Boyd? Does he ever

come up with any groceries?

He used to be

a nice person.

It's just that...

well, people change.

- They don't always turn out the way you hope.

- Oh, I know.

You should see

my baby pictures.

Tell me something. What insurance company

handles your jewelry?

Acme.

This Kosterman goes big.

We're carrying close to 400,000 on his

wife's jewelry, 100,000 on his daughter's.

You got an up-to-date list

of all the job jewelers in Miami?

Yeah.

Uh, look, Tony, if there's anything hickey

here, I'd like to know about it.

You will.

This'll take me the rest

of the afternoon. I'll get back to you.

Uh, Tony. You still going

with that Cuban girl?

Nah, she ran off.

Left me with a $40 perfume bill.

Listen, if I'd known she was gonna smell

that good, I'd have hung right in there.

Nice ride.

I can help you, sir?

Yes. You see, uh,

I've been to several other places...

and I need somebody

who's discreet.

My wife has a piece of jewelry, and, uh...

What I'm trying to say is...

could you possibly remove the original stones

and replace 'em with phonies?

Sure.

You don't need

to be ashamed.

Many people, they need money, they don't

want their friends to know.

I, uh, put glass stones

in their jewelry...

the good stones I sell,

and nobody knows.

- Very good.

- It is a common thing.

This is my wife's pin.

Your-Your wife's...

l... l...

- You've seen this before?

- No, no, no, no. Never.

That's good.

'Cause whoever worked on this pin before

could be in a great deal of trouble.

Not you, of course.

Nah.

Qu-Queen Jewelers?

This is Ruyter.

Is-Is Jules Langley there?

Well... Well-Well,

tell him to call me right away.

It is very important.

Yes.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

The gun.

- Thanks.

- Why not? Yours is bigger than mine.

Walk.

Go on in.

- You're the tour guide. Where do we go?

- In there.

Mr. Langley?

Here he is.

Yeah, I've been waiting for you,

ever since the Dutchman called.

- You made him very nervous.

- I got that feeling, yeah.

Well...

he's not nervous

anymore.

Tomorrow morning he'll be

a nice little Dutchman...

who slipped and fell

into the canal.

This way, Mr. Rome.

- Mr. Rome?

- Yeah.

Nimmo was supposed to

tail you to the pin.

Catleg was there

to back-stop him.

Oh, and they both

disappeared.

Ain't that tough?

- All right. Let's have the pin.

- I haven't got the pin.

- How about the pin?

- I haven't got it.!

Put him up here.

- We don't seem to be getting through to you.

- Oh, yes, you are.

Oh, you sure are.

Pin's in my office.

You're not that stupid.

You had it when you

pumped the Dutchman.

Get the Dutchman out of the tub.

We'll try giving him a drink.

Yes, sir.

Uh, just in case

you get noisy...

Can I borrow a smoke?

Help yourself.

Malcolm.!

Oh, Malcolm.!

Rose? How are you? It's Tony.

Is Dave there?

Fine.

Dave, did you find anybody

with Turpin's slug in him yet?

Well, he's got to be

someplace...

a busted doctor,

a private gut clinic.

Well, I got something

for you, baby.

Three more stiffs... two on the floor

and one in the bathtub.

Yeah.

1605 Galewood Road.

The ones on the floor

I did.

No, no. Don't bother to look for me.

I'm in a motel, and I'm whipped.

I'm beat.

I'll check in with you

tomorrow. I promise.

Calm down, will you, please?

I'm clean.

It's a clear case

of self-defense.

And besides, remember

the Kosterman juice.

Ciao.

Where... Where are we?

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