you in with him
or he's screwing you too?
He was my partner.
- He couldn't cut it. Can you?
- He was my junior partner.
I taught him practically nothing
of what I know.
So you'll get my goods
back for me, then?
Well, I didn't talk to Dehl
before he went out for some air.
I don't know the financial arrangement.
This now,
another like it when I take possession.
Fifty thousand or forget it.
Agreed.
Good. Tell the little rodents
to fix me a drink, will you?
Two.
Wait till you see the bedroom.
When was the last time
you talked to Primo Pitt?
I've never talked to Primo Pitt.
Well, two of his guns are parked
right across the street.
- Cadillac?
- Yeah.
You rate the heavy artillery.
Maybe they're waiting for you.
Did you ever think of that?
I ducked in the alley,
came up the back.
What are you drinking?
Tea. I found it in the bottle
under the sink.
Or what's left of your sink.
It tastes like gin.
It is gin, my gin.
You didn't sly up here
just to prove you're stealthy.
We fished Aram Strossell
out of the river today.
- Leon Coll's bookkeeper.
- A friend of yours?
He was gonna do my taxes next year.
He was wired to a cement block.
The wire broke, and he popped up...
...in front of a seafood restaurant,
much to the chagrin of the customers.
- Catch of the day.
- Very funny.
Want to quote me odds
on the connection...
...between Dehl and the bookkeeper?
Or the link between you and them?
They dug a slug out of the mess
that was left of Dehl.
It was a 9 mm.
One of those wouldn't be too good
for your looks either, shorty.
Duck.
That's right.
- Yeah?
- Roll it down further.
It's against the law
to lie down in the street.
- I never laid down on the street.
- Sure you did. You were hit by a truck.
- What truck?
- Next one that comes along.
- Look, lieutenant...
- You look. I don't like sludge like you.
In fact, it wouldn't break my heart at all
to scrape the street clean of your ilk.
- You know what an "ilk" is, don't you?
- A big deer.
Yeah. Now, if I catch you loitering
around my precinct again...
...I'm gonna shoot me an ilk.
You understand?
All right, throw your cannons
out the window.
Come on, I hear a truck coming.
Good boy.
Pretty stealthy, lieutenant.
Pretty stealthy.
- Hello, Tuck. How you feeling?
- Good.
Getting plenty of raw meat, are you?
That's good.
- Say, "The Leith police dismisseth us."
- What?
- It's a test they give radio announcers.
- What?
- You don't wanna be a radio announcer?
- No.
- C'est la vie, Tuck.
- Yeah.
- Hello, Freddie.
- Well, Murph.
- Care for a taste?
- I'm full of tea.
You're supposed to flush that,
not smoke it.
Now, don't razz my ass, Mike.
I'm low.
- Why?
- Ginny.
I do some fine coin with her singing.
She hits them notes real nice.
You worried about business,
Freddie?
What the hell, Mike,
I never could jive you.
I'm worried about her.
Last night when Dehl was dumped,
he was here, wasn't he?
He came here about 8:00
to see Ginny?
Yeah. Ginny and the bookkeeper.
Thanks a lot, Freddie.
And kill those before they kill you.
- It's black tie, sir.
- Thank God I've got one.
Everybody's going.
Pres, Buffy, Boo, Binky, everyone.
- Well, just pull it out.
- Yes.
I love it when you talk that way.
He'll never know the difference if I...
Oh, Mike! Finally!
- Keith, this is Michael Twitchell Murphy.
- Hi.
- Where does the "Twitchell" come from?
- The milkman.
- Mike, this is Keith Stoddard, Esq.
- Where's the "esquire" come from?
- Mama the heiress or Papa the pirate?
- Oh, Mike.
- How'd you like to step outside?
- Oh, I don't think so.
See, I'm gonna go upstairs and try to put
a twinkle in both of Caroline's eyes.
If I'm not too tired afterwards, though...
...I'll come down
and pop your face inside out.
Good night, Keith.
I don't know how you got in,
but you're not gonna get out so easy.
Well, maybe I'll use you as a shield, blind
those goons of yours with your