used to.
You owe $98.98, Mike.
It's the cash or the keys.
Mahoney.
- Who?
- The landlord.
Do I have to do everything?
I told you to send that check weeks ago.
- Oh, my gosh!
- I can't stand irresponsibility.
I know. I'm so...
Still singing that song? Ain't never
worked. Ain't never gonna work.
You remember my silent
and invisible partner, Mr. Swift.
We thought you were Mahoney...
...president of the Landlord's
Malevolent Association.
- Behind in our rent again.
- The word is "still."
Tell Mr. Mahoney to fix the plumbing,
or we're gonna move to a better dump.
Mike, catch me. I'm gonna faint.
I suppose Murphy and Swift...
...are financially delinquent
with regards to their secretary.
- Somewhat.
- One week, two weeks?
- Three.
- For shame.
- Months.
- Oh, now that's what I call loyalty.
And a little bonus. How's that?
Addy, take a letter somewhere.
Yes, sir, Mr. Murphy. Sir.
Yes.
Free Spirit in the seventh.
You've never been that lucky,
and you ain't that smart.
- People change.
- Not you.
I heard a rumor about you last night.
Taletelling, Mike?
- I didn't figure you were the type.
- Snot balls play hard.
It warms my cockles knowing you care.
You're not that good, Dehl.
Hello. Hey, sugar.
Fine.
Tonight at 8?
Okay. Bye-bye.
Gotta breeze, Mike.
Promises to keep and all.
Oh, by the way...
...don't be surprised if you receive
a little bonus soon.
Why would that happen?
Maybe because
you're the only guy around...
...who's got trouble
telling dark from light.
- Take care of yourself.
- Oh, yeah.
Don't spend it all in one place.
I won't even ask.
- I appreciate that.
- Here.
That's your bonus.
I'm investing in the company.
Can't do much detecting without a car.
Addy...
...thank you.
I'll see you.
It's all arranged.
You must not give it
to Pitt before I've gone.
Tomorrow night.
Ginny, baby.
If it's worth 25,000 to Primo Pitt, then
it's worth twice that much to Leon Coll.
- Dehl.
- Why not?
You know why not.
If you double-cross Pitt...
I got protection from Coll.
Now listen, when you finish here,
meet me back at my place, okay?
Dehl?
Please don't do this.
Come on, baby, stop worrying.
In 48 hours, you'll have
everything you ever wanted.
Hey, sugar, cheer up. There ain't
nothing left but the good times.
Hello?
- Mike?
- Hello, sweetness.
Guess what I'm doing.
From the sound, you're either
making gin or taking a bath.
Lying there all warm and soapy,
watching your pores open up.
I could help. Come right over
and get those hard to reach places.
Actually, I'm making a list for this party
I'm giving. Would you come?
Please? I need cheering up.
And I haven't smiled since last Tuesday.
Do you remember Tuesday?
- Was it raining?
- Yes, it was.
Maybe I'm confused.
Maybe you were...
Monday. Yeah, or Sunday. Yeah.
- Sunday was nice.
- You bitch, I was with you Sunday...
...and Monday and Tuesday
and Wednesday.
- Well, what happened to Thursday?
- Thursday I was in traction.
Do you want to be Friday?
Come to my party.
- I might be late.
- Oh, early is boring.
That's why I like you so much,
because you're always so late.
How about I come over and be late now?
I've too much to do.
Just come to my party.
Maybe.
Good night, luscious.
Okay, I'll come over and buff your body
and bring a nice glow to your cheeks.
I'll bring a nice foot to your ass.
- Who dialed the phone for you, Speer?
- I've been hearing that rumor again.
Once is a pain in the ass,
twice is a bore.
Once is all you get, pal.
I'm tired, Speer. Why don 't you save
the patter for the pulp reporters?
There's a good card at the arena tonight,
and I'm holding two tickets.
- You think I'd go to the fights with you?
- Who invited you?
- I'm calling you for Addy's number.
- Not a chance. I like the girl too much.
- See you around, shorty.
- Not if I