Bob is ahead of schedule again.
He lifts 'em off and brings 'em in.
It must be past ten-thirty. The Western Transport is in.
I guess Mr Axton's blood-pressure would blow if you're 10 minutes late, darling.
Remember the Axton motto: "a minute wasted is a minute lost."
Darling, he ships you out every chance he finds. I think he does it on purpose.
It must be your appeal, sweetheart.
Be good to him, Laura. He's near the cracking point.
Serves him right.
He's been going like a madman this last year.
Stop grouching sweetheart. He's been good to us.
I'll phone you from Dallas.
Will you be back Saturday?
If I can keep Dahle away from Texas mules.
Chuck us the carry-all will you.
Darling, you're not to leave the ground if he takes a drink.
Promise me, Barney.
I'll have him jailed for vagrancy as soon as we land.
Now kiss Barney and get to the office before the boss starts screaming for you.
Goodbye, darling.
Goodbye, sweetheart.
Hey Camille, know who that is waiting for the boss?
If it's a Cop I'll look up.
It's Gregory Bengard, the movie star.
He's kind of pretty, isn't he.
I saw your last picture.
"Life's Gilded Highway."
Well, you were one of the few.
When that horse died I cried like a kid.
Perhaps they should have starred the horse?
Oh no.
You were good too.
Thanks. For both of us.
They must be settling the fate of nations.
We feel Miss Tadema that this check should repay you ..
For any loss you may have felt by the abrupt closing of your play.
To a legal mind, the passing of a check settles accounts doesn't it, Mr Baxter.
I am sure that Mr Axton has no desire to do anything but help you, Miss Tadema.
Then perhaps you can explain his methods.
Two years ago I was a stock actress in a small town.
Mr Acton saw me on one of his business trips.
He took the trouble to meet me.
And induced me to come to New York to study with the promise of a career.
Our relationship was to be impersonal.
I was an investment that would pay dividends.
Even the most astute businessmen sometimes pick wrong.
Are you sure my falling in love had nothing to do with it, Gerald?
I wasn't aware you had.
Two months ago I met a man I could love.
I do love.
I didn't tell you then. I saw no reason to.
My play was just going into rehearsal.
You saw it, Mr Baxter? - Yes, yes.
What did you think of me? - Well you were good. Very good.
Then why was the play called off before it had a chance to open?
It was a bad play, Zelda. - I don't believe you, Gerald.
You're not as clever as you think you are, my dear Zel.
Not nearly.
But here is a little surprise for you.
Majestic Films of Hollywood owe me several favors.
I have arranged a screen-test for you.
The rest of course, is entirely up to you.
I don't understand you, Gerald.
Well, that doesn't surprise me.
Well, when do I leave? - Tomorrow.
I've arranged that also .. hello?
Will you send Mr Bengard in please.
You can go in now, Mr Bengard. - Thank you.
I'll have Mrs Tait arrange space on the Blue Arrow.
Can you make it? - Easily.
My trunks can follow. - Good.
Hello Bengard.
Sorry to have kept you waiting. - That's alright, Mr Axton.
Zel, they didn't say you were here. - Didn't know you were waiting. Sorry.
That's alright, Zel.
Oh, so you know each other?
Quite well.
Splendid.
I understand you leave for the coast tomorrow.
Yes, I've had a bit of luck for a change. I start on a picture, Monday.
I'm glad to hear it.
I once did you a slight favor, Bengard. I wonder if you'd care to return it.
Well of course. Anything I can do.
Zelda is leaving on the Blue Arrow for the coast tomorrow.
That's great. Why didn't you tell me? - Well I just found out myself.
If you could take her under your wing until she flies her own in Hollywood.
Well, we'll call the favor written off.
She can have both my wings.
That should help matters.
I'm sure you have quite a lot to do. - Naturally.
Shall I see you again? - I'm afraid not.
Well, I'll wait for you outside. Goodbye Mr Axton.
Goodbye Bengard. Many thanks.
Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Well Gerald, is this the final curtain?
Not quite.
You have forgotten the envelope.
No thank you.
You will need it, I'm afraid.
You can return it when you're a star if being indebted to me bothers you.
The opportunity is enough.
I hope so.
Thank you.
Goodbye, Gerald.
Goodbye, Zel.
That's the man, Baxter.
If you feel you've been let down, why did you send them to Hollywood together?
That's my business, Baxter. I am usually most successful when I handle it alone.
Of course.
Only you ought to ease up on business, G.A.
No constitution can stand the pressure you're giving it.
Ha .. you are cheating yourself, Baxter.
I am only paying you for legal advice.
And at a very good fee.
I should like it to continue. - Afraid I'll drop dead on you?
You'll crack up. Why not go away?
Why not go to the ranch for a bit? Everything is in order here.
Everything but that bill for the Governor's signature.
There should be some answer.
"Any word from Pruden?"
A wire just came in, Mr Axton.
"Let's have it, please." - Yes, sir.
With this tax reduction we'll issue the bonds and give them a run.
Hello, Laura.
Barney take off alright?
The take-off was fine. It's the landing I'm worried about.
Well, at least there is someone who doesn't worry about me.
Here is the answer from Governor Pruden.
Read it. You have a charming voice for good news.
I'm afraid it won't be so charming.
"Governor regrets impossibility to comply with you request."
What?
"Flying west Saturday on Blue Arrow."
"Communicate at length upon his arrival. Cowdray. His secretary."
It hits us.
The fool! The pompous overbearing nincompoop.
I helped put that stuffed shirt where he don't belong.
Easy G.A. Easy.
I financed his campaign and shoved him through.
But I'll tear him down again.
I'll smash his re-election if it is the last thing I ..
Mr Axton. - I told him so.
Don't be silly.
He'll forget all about us. We'll go places and do things.
There is only one place to go, Greg, and that is the top.
Well, we'll make that trip together too. - Will you wait until I catch up?
You haven't far to go.
My last four pictures were flops.
This one will have to be good.
My last chance. - Perhaps I'll bring you luck.
I'm sure you will.
You've one thing to do. Go to your ranch and stay until I tell you to come back.
There is an account to settle yet.
One more shock and your heirs will be settling your accounts.
I'm not fooling, G.A. You've got to quit and quit now.
I'll wire Pedro to have the house ready.
Good .. I'll send a special nurse.
She will report to you in two hours, ready to travel.
Oh, might the condemned make a last request?
It's not use, G.A. You've got to relax and have absolute quiet.
Or I am finished .. and so are you.
You go, doctor. - Good.
He can go home until train time.
No more work here. That's definite, Laura.
I understand.
Then impress it on him.
I'm duly impressed.
I'll arrange for tickets in the drawing room.
Phone the airport.
Have a plane ready at four.
Do you think he'd want you to fly? - Doctors never want you to do anything.
That's what you pay him for.
I didn't build a private landing field ..
For the privilege of travelling on a dusty train.
I'll fly or I won't go.
Well perhaps the nurse won't be so air-minded?
When she arrives, pay her a month's salary and ..
Send her back to the nursing home.
Or wherever nurses come from.
You've got to have someone to take care of you.
You come with me, Laura.
Oh, that's impossible.
I'm not a nurse. - That's the point.
I hate superiority .. of the smell of starch.
Besides, you are soothing.
I'll be quiet with you.
What about the office? - I'll put Wilson in charge.
I can't go up there alone, Laura. I'd go mad.
I'll wire Barney to land at the ranch tomorrow night.
Then both of you can take care of me.
I'll make it up to you.
Alright. I'll go.
I suppose it was one of your saintly visitations ..
That told you to dig a drain ditch at the end of a flying field.
Well I tell you, Señor. This end too low.
Water, she got to drain off some place.
It's alright if we break our necks, huh? - Sure.
No Señor. I'll fill it back in if you want.
Well, I was leading up to it. Delicately. - Si.
Why did you let the servants go? - I don't let them go. They quit.
Too lonely, here.
We got no picture show. - Perhaps you'd better build one.
Si-si. Mañana.
Huh?
While you're mañana-ing, suppose you take the Packard.
And go into Kinley and at least bring back a cook.
The prospect of chilli and beans for a whole month is rather depressing.
Si-si. But it's too bad, Packard blow out rear tires. We got no spare tires.
Alright then, take the station wagon. And stop arguing.
Where is Mrs Tait?
She go for ride.
She'll rustle up something to eat when she comes back.
Si, si. She very pretty girl.
Look like rotten cook.
We eat cold things. At least that will be a change.
Si .. si.
Well, get along, get along. - Si-si.
Bring back a cook and some new tires. - Si.
And I won't expect you back until morning.
I catch.
Yep.
You catch.
Pedro.
Si, señora?
For goodness sake, what's going on, a fiesta?
No. Boss send me to town.
Stay all night.
I pick out nice cook.
Oh, I see.
Well I hate to disappoint the nice cook, but you wait until I speak to Mr Axton.
Oh no, no. Mr Axton.
He say I start. He ..
He very fussy about orders.
Well, so am I. Here.
You give Brownie a good supper and I'll let you know about going to town.
Why did you send Pedro to Kinley?
To find somebody who can cook something besides firecrackers.
Oh, I see.
And ..
What time do you think Barney will land?
Sometime tonight.
Don't you trust me?
Not altogether. - Then why did you come?
I don't know.
Perhaps because you're so helpless.
I'm helpless without you, Laura.
Totally lost.
I missed you this afternoon.
It seemed hours.
Now your imagination is running away with you again.
I'll wash up and find something to eat.
I'm starved.
Leave your door open.
Why?
Oh ..
So that I can talk to you.
Alright, you 4-year old.
[ Radio: ]
"99 to Kinley. Calling. 99 to Kinley."
99?
That should be the Blue Arrow.
They ought to be about over ..
Over Kramer now.
What day is it, Laura?
Saturday.
"Calling 99. Why don't you answer?"
"Kinley, calling 99."
Saturday.
That means we have a distinguished friend aboard.
Meaning Mr Deaver?
Worse. Pruden.
Our great Governor, Pruden.
The windbag.
The fatuous self-complacent hypocrite.
If that radical halfwit is railroaded through to another term ..
For heavens sakes, stop getting so excited. You'll have another attack.
Alright.
I'll watch it.
A broken wire. Can you hear me now?
"Okay. Where are you."
Passed over Kramer, 6:10.
What's the report?
Overcast at Kinley. Fog settling in.
Temperature 68.
Dew point, 68
Stand by.
Dew point 68. Not so hot.
How long to Kinley? - About two hours if the weather holds.
We got about a hundred gallons of gas left.
Take a look. See if they're fidgety. - Right.
Everything under control?
Every little thing, brother.
Good.
Now, how about a little personal touch?
Personal touch?
Something of human interest. The woman's vote.
Well, I'm extremely fond of babies.
That is, in their place, of course.
Governor Pruden is sponsoring a State bill to put nursing homes in every city.
For the benefit of working mothers.
Yes, that's what I mean by "in their place".
Well, I'll squeeze a story out of it somehow.
Is it true that there is a split between you and the G.A. Axton interest?
Governor Pruden is not prepared to make any statements ..
Beyond his campaign policies at this time.
Besides.
I'm sort of fond of you.
I'm glad, Greg.
Then there is bad blood between the Governor and Axton?
There's nothing of the sort.
I wish you'd all stop making statements for me.
Can you make one? - Certainly. In the first place.
Governor Pruden will not sign a bill to the interest of a private corporation ..
Against the people of the State.
Exactly. Statement? Of course I'll make a statement.
I feel .. - Now, Governor ..
If you'll look over your speech for the morning.
Oh yes, Cowdray. Thank you.
If you'll excuse me, Rudd.
Certainly, Governor. Certainly.
Well, if you like fog, you can pay off on this one.
Everybody fasten their seatbelts.
We're climbing above the fog and we may strike bumps.
This is just precautionary. There is no cause for alarm.
Bumps? What does he mean, "bumps"?
Air pockets, Governor.
If you'll just lift your arms, Governor.
We'll save you for the people of the State.
Oh yes, yes. Of course.
Oh don't worry. I've done this a dozen times.
It's an old story.
Well I do hope it has a pleasant ending.
Look what you're doing, Cowdray.
Too tight, Governor?
Too tight? Of course it's too tight. I'm not on a merry-go-round.
You're as snug a bug in a bottle.
That's precisely what I feel like at the moment.
Nothing to worry about, Governor. - Not worried in the slightest, Cowdray.
I've more important things on my mind that "bump pockets".
Ride 'em, Governor. Ride 'em.
What an extraordinary sensation.
Dallas calling 21.
Dallas airport calling 21.
Ground at Albuquerque.
Can't get through.
Stand by for orders.
Shoot this through to Kinley for me, Marty. It's important.
I'm shoving off.
I wouldn't try it, Barney.
We're grounding them all along the line.
That's their good luck. I've got different orders.
Lay off, Bill.
We'll be flying blind tonight. - Swell.
I'm half blind already. - They're grounding all commercials.
Sure. Cream puffs are cream puffs.
Even if you put wings on them.
Laura wired us to come to the ranch.
He switches us to Los Angeles in this muck.
Ah, a little fog is good for your sinuses.
Hey, that was my lunch for Phoenix.
Don't cry. I'll buy you an almond bar.
Not with my bridge work.
Hold everything. Here we go.
Aren't you being a little childish about things?
Don't worry about me, Angel. I'll ..
Get over it in a few days.
Well, that's something to look forward to.
What did you turn the radio off for?
I'm a little bored with weather reports.
Bad?
All afternoon. Getting worse.
I hope Barney doesn't try to make the ranch.
I have a feeling he won't.
You are very beautiful, Laura.
There is something about your eyes, your hair.
The line of your throat.
What is this, an anatomical survey? - It's a very ..
Beautiful throat, Laura.
But it is crying.
Crying for pearls.
Well I'm afraid it will have to settle for beads.
Laura.
[ Telephone ]
Hello. Axton ranch.
A message for G.A. Axton from Dallas, Texas.
Kinley operator. A wire from Barney.
"Taking off for Los Angeles at 8:30. Stop."
"Love to Laura. Will phone her noon tomorrow."
Signed, "Barney".
That is all.
Barney has taken off for Los Angeles.
Did you send him?
I am afraid I did.
Why?
Business.
Urgent business.
You've been listening to weather reports all afternoon.
Why didn't you stop him? - Oh Dahle don't mind a little weather.
He's probably half drunk.
Completely stewed. He's the best pilot in the air.
It isn't your neck he's risking. - Oh, don't be absurd.
[ Radio: ]
"Kernerville Police calling all stations. Attention all stations."
Wait. That sounds like a manhunt.
General broadcast number 10.
Be on the lookout for Jack and Judy.
Convicted murderers.
Escaped from the Sheriff this morning.
"Watch all roads. They're driving a '31 blue Chevy roadster."
"Licence 1-3-4-0."
"A '31 blue Chevy roadster."
You couldn't have stolen a black one.
Can I see in the dark?
"Jack is 24 years. Weight: 140 pounds."
"Smooth shaven, dark hair and eyes."
Well, they all sound alike.
"Wearing a grey cap and dark trousers."
"A maroon sweater with yellow leather suspenders worn outside."
Who cares about that?
Judy is wearing a brown skirt and shoes. No hat.
A leather jacket with belt.
"She's about 21. Weight 110 pounds."
"Blue eyes. Hair: bleached blond."
I ought to punch that guy right on the nose.
Should I turn back?
That's one thing we can never do, kid. Keep going.
These ignition points won't last.
Neither will we if you don't step on it.
"These bandits are heavily armed and desperate."
Oh get the weather, please. It's much more important than Jack and Judy.
Alright.
"The public is warned not to stop them but notify the nearest police."
"That's all."
They'll get those two just as they've got all the others. And they'll hang.
"Kinley calling Blue Arrow. Where are you?"
Listen.
We'll be over Kinley in ten minutes.
Turn on the lights.
It's too thick to land, Tom. Double back to Canyon Bend.
"I can't make it. I'm short of gas."
What will he do?
I'm afraid that is his problem.
Let's see what he's up against.
Oh look. You can see the headlights of that car.
There is still enough visibility to land.
You can't tell about Kinley.
The fog hits there before it reaches this valley.
It's blowing in from the west.
Then Barney is in the thick of it? - Oh, stop worrying.
Dahle will find a ceiling.
Where are you Blue Arrow?
"Just about over the field. Coming down."
Don't try it, kid. It's zero, zero.
You'll crack. Sure. - "Have to."
"We've 50 gallons left." - Don't do it, kid.
Swing south to Axton's ranch.
We'll phone for weather. It may not have closed in.
"Okay. Have them turn on lights in 20 minutes."
"Send gas and a mail truck."
"Okay. They'll be there in two hours."
"Good luck, kid."
What are his chances?
Fifty-fifty.
I bet Pruden has turned republican from fright.
Ladies and gentlemen, we're making a forced landing.
It's a private field with full lighting equipment.
There is absolutely no danger.
But we may have to stay until morning for the fog to lift.
Just keep your belts buckled and don't be nervous.
What does he mean, stay until morning? I can't stay until morning.
What do you think we should do about it? - Do about it?
He'll have to keep flying, That's all. Tell him, Cowdray.
Perhaps under the circumstances. Governor.
Poppycock! What do we know about the hotel accommodation in this little ..
Wherever we're landing.
If there is any of the plane left, we could sleep in it.
Don't try to be humorous, Rudd.
My speech. What about the Kowana's Club?
They get a break.
No matter what happens, hold on to your nerves and keep cool.
Is it that bad?
Well, there's always risk in a forced landing.
At least I started for Hollywood. Hold my hand, Greg.
No use watching.
She'll be half an hour at least.
If she gets here at all.
[ Telephone ]
That will be Kinley.
Alright darling, throw out the lifeline.
Hello? Axton ranch speaking.
The Blue Arrow is in trouble.
She'll make a landing on your field.
Yes, we know.
We've been getting your Shortwave.
About a mile visibility.
Yes, of course.
Notify the pilot they'll be delighted.
You are welcome. Goodbye.
We're to light up in twenty minutes.
He sounds frightened.
Shall I turn them on now? - No. Ten minutes will be time.
And I came here for absolute quiet.
I'm scared.
Really scared. - Oh.
There is nothing to be frightened about, darling.
Alright Romeo and Juliet.
Reach for the balcony.
Would you mind shooting or closing the door.
I dislike dying of pneumonia.
Oh, tough guy, huh?
Careful.
You know who I am? - Well ..
We know.
We've been listening to the police broadcast.
Radios are educating at that, ain't they.
You know what happens to people who get funny with Jack and Judy?
Get to it. What do you want? - Hold on to your Teddys, big-shot.
Who else is here? - Only us.
Where's the help? - In town.
What town? - Kinley. - How many?
Well there is only one Kinley.
I'll give the funny answers.
That used to be my racket.
Indeed. - There's only one servant.
He won't be back until morning. - You sure of that, Toots?
Positive.
You in there, baby?
Where do you expect me, up on the roof?
Get in here.
You own this joint?
Well I thought I did up to now.
I ought to punch you on the nose. - Is it that bad?
If you're looking for someone to get fresh with, get fresh.
Shut up, William. Did you find a car?
Only a Packard and it’s got flat tires. - So, blow 'em up. You're windy enough.
They're down to their tread. The spare has gone.
Can't you switch the points?
How can you put Packard points into a Chevy?
I don't know?
If I had another car, you'd be more than welcome to it.
Oh yeah? Who is this mug?
I don't know.
Some big-shot.
I got a mind to carve him down. - Oh, stop boiling over.
They say there is nobody here.
You'd better go check.
Oke.
Okay, Toots. Relax.
You too, big-shot.
Thanks for the consideration. - Skip it.
I know a right guy when I see him.
Ah, you're bandits with a sense of proportion.
Oh, we ain't always been stick-ups.
No. We used to be a vaudeville team.
Maybe you've caught us some place, huh? - I'm afraid not.
Jack and Judy. Song and dance act in one.
Boy, we wowed them from coast to coast.
How about it upstairs, Hon?
Oke. Hey you.
How far is it to the nearest shack? - About thirty miles.
When does the help check in? - Tomorrow morning.
Looks like we're hung here for tonight. - You're getting brighter by the minute.
Better go give the kitchen a once-over. - Oke.
"Kinley calling Blue Arrow. Where are you?"
"60 miles south of Kinley."
"On top at 10,000. Starting to descend."
"Their lights are on. Look for the beacon."
Turn that thing off. Who wants to listen to airplane stuff?
It's a plane in trouble. - So what?
Hey Hon, there is eats up there.
Say, why not get the doll to scramble up some eggs while you watch this guy?
Come on, sweet. - Wait a minute.
If you do any scrambling, you'll do it with me.
Have a heart, baby. I'm hungry.
Alright, we'll all go.
Come on, big-shot.
"99 to Kinley. 99 to Kinley."
Why aren't the ranch lights on?
They are on, Tom.
I tell you they're not.
I'm under the clouds at 200.
It's shutting down and I don't see the lights.
They must be on, Tom. I telephoned them, I tell you.
You sure you're in the right valley?
Yes.
I picked up camel back at Blue Mesa.
Call the ranch again.
What ranch is he screaming about?
This ranch.
What's that got to do with my eggs?
[ Telephone ]
Stay away from that phone, big-shot.
You get it, Hon. - Oke.
[ Telephone ]
Hello there?
Yes, sir.
This is it, sir.
I'm sure I can't say, sir.
An error no doubt, sir.
Righto.
I'll turn them on personally.
Toodle-oo.
That's a hot one. - Who was it?
A guy wants to know why the lights ain't on. - What lights?
How do I know?
The field lights.
Hey you! What are you doing? Cut that out.
Oh, please let us light them.
Sit down cutie and have a drink.
"Okay Tom. They're turned on. Do You see them?"
"They are not on. No."
"Well, they've got to be on. I just checked. They've got to be."
Them guys are screwy. You'd think they was married.
There are passengers in that plane. They will all die unless our lights are on.
Let 'em land someplace else.
[ Telephone ]
Keep away from that phone.
There's no place else for them to land.
They're out of gas. Their only chance.
They're only chance? What about ours?
You're turning green around the gills there, beautiful. Hey, have a snort.
Cut them wires, Hon. It’s getting my goat.
Oke.
Governor Pruden is on that plane. - Governor Pruden?
He's the guy that was going to hang us wasn't he, baby?
Well, I hope he breaks his neck.
Here you are, baby.
Ah, you murdering little rats.
Be careful. - Who's a rat?
You are! I'm turning on those lights. - Stop him, Hon.
Hon sure packs a wallop for a little guy, don't he?
He is ill. You might have killed him.
He'll come out of it okay, Toots.
Shall I slip him one for luck?
No, leave him alone. He's kinda comical when he's conscious.
They're landing.
Wow!
Go switch on them lights so I can see what's what.
Oke.
Hey you, where you going to? Outside! You and me together.
You stay here with big-shot and don't let him pull nothing fancy on you.
When he's able to think tell him I'm his niece and you're my husband.
What for?
Don't be dumb. Do like I say.
Oke.
And don't you forget what I said about being his niece.
I won't.
Ha!
Now we'll see what a Governor looks like.
Standing on his ear.
Hey! Open the door. Let us out of here!
Open the door.
I can't. The door is jammed.
Help me .. do something.
Sure. Don't take is so big, Toots.
Alright, everybody.
Let me out of here.
Hi, you old pelican. Welcome to our city.
Come on out folks and gather up the Governor.
Let me out of here.
Bill.
Where are you?
Is anybody saved?
Yes .. lie still.
Why weren't .. the lights .. on?
Why weren't .. - Shush. Be quiet.
Don't try to talk.
Why are they on now?
Why weren't they ..?
Are you alright, Governor? - Yes, yes, yes.
I'm alright. - You're positive?
Sure he is. You can't kill a cootie.
Both pilots dead. Thrown clear through the cockpit.
They gave their lives to bring us down.
They didn't do it very neatly.
You can thank them for being alive, Cowdray. They landed in the dark.
Alright, everybody. Come on, let's get going.
Going where? - In the house.
Whose house? - Mine.
Can you walk, Governor? - Walk? Walk? Of course I can walk.
Hey, you over there.
Come on.
You're invited too.
So, you and us is relatives, see.
Perfectly.
What happened to the plane? - She lit.
And how.
Hello folks.
Everything oke, Hon?
Okay is the word, baby. Okay is the word.
Easy Governor, easy. Don't strain yourself.
He hasn't in years.
Hiya, G.A. I'm Chubby Rudd of the Syndicated.
Sorry to drop in on you this way.
Yeah. I believe I will.
Have a drink.
Thanks.
Where is your phone? - Over there on the wall.
Well, thanks.
Wait a minute, Rudd. - Huh? - What are you going to say?
That both pilots were killed and you weren't. - Hold it.
What do you mean "hold it"?
Nothing goes out of here until we talk things over.
There is a destiny hanging over us, Rudd.
A destiny. - You're not going to make a speech.
Death rode the clouds and we're here without a scratch.
You are sure, Governor? - Yes, Cowdray.
For heaven's sakes, stop pestering me.
Feel alright internally?
The internals and externals are quite normal, Cowdray.
I'll just flash the facts. We can cook up the color later.
It will keep. We don't want to take a chance.
Remember, Rudd. I have a career ahead of me.
You'd better start catching up with it.
Wait a minute, Rudd. You heard what I said.
A nice little gathering, don't you think.
What's going to happen here will be a pleasure.
My room is at the head of the stairs.
You can rest up there if you like.
Thank you.
Nutty as Tootsie bars.
Both of them - Yeah.
Looks like they've been slugged.
Bad. - Sure.
Hey, who is the walking delegate?
Mr Gregory Bengard.
Sounds like a Pullman car.
This is swell.
The biggest story since Lindbergh and you two guys are for diggling around.
We are not for diggling!
After all, Rudd. You're travelling with me for what I feel like handing out.
That's what you think. - You're speaking to Governor Pruden.
I could get more reaction out of Skippy.
I remember the plane zooming down and the earth zooming up and that's all.
You can mention in your story Rudd, that I lost consciousness.
That's an old story. - Eh? - Let's get it this way.
It strikes me you've decided to be a little difficult, Rudd.
I suppose you two are a help.
We'll drop the subject. It irritates me.
Where are we, Cowdray? Whose place is this?
The Axton ranch.
G.A. Axton.
You remember him, don't you?
Not .. Gerald Axton? - That's the one.
Is that true, Cowdray?
I'm afraid so, Governor.
Well, this is awkward, Cowdray. Very awkward.
Is he here?
Hello Pruden.
Make yourself at home, Sam.
I thought you were in New York.
My doctor ordered me here for absolute quiet.
Absolute quiet? Ha ha ..
That's a hot one. - That's very good, Governor.
Is it?
Oh yes, yes. Of course. Ha ha.
Absolute quiet.
I'm glad you see the humour of the situation, Sam.
They are sort of slug-nutty too. You know it.
Can I get you something?
There's whiskey in the kitchen. That may help.
It won't do no hurt. I'll give you a hand.
Oh yeah?
You stay put.
I was kidding.
"Calling the Axton ranch."
"Kinley calling Axton ranch."
If you hear me, please get us word of the Blue Arrow.
"It's imperative that we have a report."
And you're going to get it, son.
Right? - Yell your head off.
Hello.
Thanks.
Hello, operator.
Operator.
This cock-eyed thing is dead.
It is out of order, sir. It's been that way for days.
What's the matter with it? - That's it, sir.
If we only knew.
How far is it to the nearest ranch? - Thirty miles.
Can I borrow a car? - We haven't one that will run.
But we have a horse.
I don't know anything about a horse. - Well at least you'll start even.
I'll make this thing work.
For heaven's sakes Rudd, stop jumping around. You'll give me another headache.
We'll see that your story gets off alright.
How? I suppose he's going to wave a wand?
You will find the wires have been cut. - What?
I'll say they have. Who cut them?
Maybe it was fairies, sir.
Oh, quit kidding.
Say, what's been going on here.
I cut them. I got tired of hearing it ring.
Well, have you got a pair of pliers or something?
You may find some in the kitchen.
Don't tire yourself, sir. - You go get them, Hon.
Oke.
Is that guy screwy?
Hello beautiful. I've been itching to get to you. How you doing?
Would you hand me those glasses please? - Ah, why dirty a lot of glasses?
Here is to you, dove-eyes.
How about me and you getting better acquainted?
Well I think I'd better go back in. They'll be waiting for me.
So what. I've been waiting for you all evening.
Well suppose Judy should come looking for me?
Yeah, she'd lay me out like a roll of carpet.
Oke, beautiful.
You got a nut on you.
Go ahead, sell your papers.
Save me the next waltz. I'll meet you in the conservatory.
Can't we throw the leopard a hunk of beef? He'll wear himself down.
It's Bengard, the movie actor.
Don't you recognise him?
Not with that puss.
Hold it, Toots.
How about you, big-shot? - No thanks.
I'll take his share. - You're half-drunk now.
I know. That's the trouble.
Here you are, babe. - Give them to him.
Thanks.
See what the Governor will have.
May I offer you a drink, Governor? - Eh?
Oh yes, yes, yes.
I believe I will have one .. for my nerves.
Just a little one.
Perhaps you'd better pour it yourself.
Yes.
Perhaps I had.
You need one Governor, after what you've been through.
Dear me.
That's too much, I'm afraid.
I'll just drink what I .. need.
Take the bottle. It's better than that 3-star benzene you hand out.
Now seer here, Rudd.
Ignore him, Cowdray. He's been drinking.
Mr Cowdray?
Thanks. Never touch it.
Hadn't you better sit down, Mr Bengard?
Bengard.
Bengard!
You really should have that wound attended to, Mr Bengard.
What wound? - Your face.
I'm afraid it requires medical attention.
There's a looking glass right at the back of you.
It isn't true.
It's a rotten trick.
I'm afraid not, Bengard.
That's your pan alright, honey-boy.
It can't be. I tell you it can't be.
What are you all staring at?
Don't you realise what this means to me?
Don't sit there all of you.
Say something. Do something.
He'll hit bottom in a moment and start acting all over the place.
Someone is responsible for this.
The pilot.
That's who it is.
Where is he?
In heaven probably, Bengard.
They're dead.
Both were killed in the crash.
If it weren't for their bravery, none of us would be here.
I'm sorry. Terribly sorry. I didn't know.
We can have a doctor here by morning.
Doctor?
What's the good of a doctor now?
This is my chance to come back and .. now this.
Don't be downhearted, Benji. You'll be fine in them monster pictures.
[ Telephone ]
There it is. That's got it.
Hello. Hello, operator?
No, no. We don't want any incoming calls.
Just get me the Kinley Press office, quick.
It's life and death.
Now look here, Rudd. I forbid you to say anything until ..
Don't worry, I won't spill anything yet.
It's just a flash.
Hello. Hello, Kinley Press?
This is Oscar Rudd of the Syndicated.
Get this.
The Blue Arrow.
Crashed in the fog at Axton ranch.
Both pilots killed.
Gregory Bengard.
Badly lacerated. Probably scarred for life.
Got that?
Governor Pruden and others unhurt.
Nah, nah. Didn't even muss his hair.
Yeah.
Alright. Send it right out. Statements later.
That will keep the wires hot.
"Lacerated. Scarred for life."
You heard it. You all heard it.
For goodness sake, Bengard. You aren't going to start that all over again?
Do something, Cowdray. - Yes, Governor.
Now see here Bengard, you really have to calm down.
Let me alone all of you. Let me alone!
Greg .. Greg!
Oh my dear, I didn't know.
What's eating Toots?
She suffers from a tender heart.
You wouldn't know about that.
[ Telephone ]
Wait a minute, sourpuss. I'll take it.
Hello.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir. This is the Axton ranch.
Can you give us any information on the Blue Arrow?
She was heading for your field.
Have you seen her or heard her motors?
No sir.
Me no hear no sound, sir.
Me sit here all evening ..
Study geography lesson.
Get away from that Screwy, before I kick your teeth out.
Hello .. hello?
That was a nut.
Yeah. She's here, cracked up.
You can get all the dope from the Kinley press.
Okay, brother.
Who's screwy? Who is going to kick who's teeth out, huh?
Who's going to kick who's teeth out? - Save it, sweetheart. Save it.
A fresh guy, a wisenheimer.
Oh the joint is full of them. Come on.
That takes in you too, big-shot.
You think we're going to get it, don't you.
What do you think?
If you're figuring on pulling a fast one, well guess again.
I and Jack are running this benefit.
What about them?
Do you feel alright, Cowdray?
Of course I don't feel alright.
How would you like to have a punch in the jaw?
It was entirely your own fault.
No-one told you to irritate him.
Pah.
They'll tumble eventually.
So what? We'll take care of Pruden, too.
He's got it coming to him.
You didn't see him getting out of that plane, did you.
No.
He pushed the dame back in the cabin and walked over her to save his own carcass.
Why, the dirty ..
Shall I plug him, babe? - I'll tell you when to plug.
That is very interesting.
Ah?
I remarked: it was very interesting.
To learn that the Governor walked all over the dame.
Oh.
And this is a critical moment of my career, Rudd.
The wrong kind of story might damage me irrevocably.
Don't worry. I'll give you a nice coat of whitewash.
Look here, Rudd. You can't take that tone.
Oh, shut up.
Oh for heaven sakes Cowdray, don't irritate anyone else.
I think Rudd, that you understand my principles.
Your what? - Principles.
You understand what principles are, don't you?
Sure.
Two years ago you were so conservative you buttoned your underwear up the side.
Now when you go past, people think it's the Fire Department out on a picnic.
Try to realize that others are listening.
Alright, I'll play ball if I have to.
Only don't give me any more of that "principle" hooey.
You know, you're forcing me into a very unpleasant frame of mind.
Before I can make a tin hero out of you.
You've got to make Axton keep his mouth shut.
Sure.
Can you do it? - Certainly. That is ..
I'm sure Cowdray can influence G.A.
That's right. Give me the dirty job.
You're talking to a superior, Cowdray.
Oh, can it. - Can it?
Did you say "can it", Cowdray? - That was my statement.
"Axton ranch."
"Kinley calling Axton ranch."
We cannot get adequate information over your telephone.
An ambulance with police escort is on its way.
They will make it in a couple of hours.
So what?
I'm curious to know how you will get away.
In the police car big boy, and it won't be the first time. We're hot.
By tomorrow you'll be cooling off on a marble slabs.
Listen, babe, when your number is up, it's up.
I throw naturals or I throw snake-eyes.
Play something, Hon.
What for?
Because the Governor likes music, dimwit.
Go on, play. Before I forget how much I adore you.
What do I play?
Heading for the last round up.
Oh, you think so, wise guy?
Yet, I got a feeling you're fooling, Hon. - Oke.
I want to see Pruden's pan when he finds out who I am.
A tough girl, aren't you, Judy.
But just a little dumb.
Oh yeah?
Go talk to him.
Now listen, lady fair.
Can it. Here comes snake-hips.
The Governor and I were just saying, G.A.
It seems like the hand of fate brought you two together tonight.
Did he send you over with that message?
Certainly not.
It just seems that men of your importance should ..
Spare me the bromides please. Cowdray.
By the way, have you met my niece?
Marigold.
Mrs Hollander - Mr Cowdray.
Delighted.
Double it in spades, cutie.
Her husband, Mr Hollander.
Hiya, Mousey.
They dropped in quite unexpectedly this evening.
They've been doing some sort of government work.
I see.
Well ..
Well I'll talk to you some time later, G.A. When you're not so busy.
Any time, Cowdray. Any time.
Gee, you're a card, big-shot. We should have had you in the act.
Cowdray is nobody's fool, Marigold.
He suspects something now.
So he gets his.
Why don't you use your head instead of your trigger finger for once.
I don't get you.
Has it occurred to you that ..
Sam Pruden has the key to every lock-up in the State?
In that fountain pen he's carrying.
Say, that's thinking.
Thanks, big-shot.
Trust your uncle Gerry.
Well, it's crude but it will hold until the doctor comes.
I'm sorry if I said things I shouldn't have, Zel.
But .. it sort of upsets everything. Doesn't it.
Not with me.
You're a grand person, Zel.
I won't forget.
Hey, actor. - Hmm?
I'm cooking up a little yarn for the Governor. You may as well cut in on it.
What for?
Publicity.
Can you give me an un-scarred face?
I'm a newspaper man, not a magician.
Publicity won't keep me alive.
Publicity will keep anything alive.
Not me.
Okay. It's your funeral.
I'm trying to get some news.
I'll get it.
[ Radio squeak! ]
Sounds like Paris.
You know where Paris is, don't you? - Certainly.
Kentucky.
What is it, babe?
Keep playing and be ready.
Here is our chance.
You going to let Pruden have it?
Don't be dumb.
He's got the key to every lock-up in the State in his fountain pen.
Hey, you gone screwy?
It's uncle's idea.
It still sounds screwy.
Shut up and be ready for your cue.
What are they going to do?
Judy hasn't quite decided.
She is a fatalist.
What about Pruden?
Politically, he's on the rocks.
I've got him just where I want him.
"Good evening everybody."
"Art Stevens, your news commentator going to press."
"Flash!"
"Jack and Judy, the condemned pair."
"Who made a sensational escape this morning are still at large."
"Every effort is being made to apprehend these criminals."
"Their arrest is expected before morning." - Kill it.
"They were reported driving south in a 1931 blue Chevy roadster."
"License number, 1 .."
Let's get some jazz.
Yeah .. sure.
Get something lively.
Now if they should drop in our cast would be complete, wouldn't it.
Our cast seems already complete.
Who is this girl?
She's my niece.
You've heard me speak of brother Ben's kids.
Marigold and Clayton?
You haven't a niece and you haven't a brother Ben.
What is this, a game? - Yep.
It's for changing luck. But Jack and I got the dice.
Okay Hon, do your stuff.
Alright, everybody. Let's play hallelujah.
Out of the way, love-boat.
Hey now look .. - Stretch 'em sourpuss.
Okay, Benji. Your hands ain't hurt.
Alright Pruden. Are you nailed to that chair?
Does she mean me?
Your name has been Pruden up to now. - Better get up, Governor.
Such a thing has never happened to me in my entire political career.
And it won't again if you don't hustle.
I have no firearms if that is what you're looking for, my man.
You can stand a going-over.
Oh, stop!
Stop him, Cowdray. - Alright, folks.
We're Jack and Judy.
You can put 'em down now but don't try anything funny.
We're desperate and we're quick.
Sit down, Pruden.
I hate your insight, but I'm giving you a chance.
If you figure a way to get Jack and I out of this spot the government can keep you.
Yes, but just what .. I mean, what is it you want?
You've got the key to every lock-up in the State in your fountain pen.
What on earth is she talking about, Cowdray?
I think I understand.
May I say a word?
Say all the words you know, lollipop.
You are under sentence of death. In this State.
That's right.
Fix it up. - And make it snappy.
But how can I fix it up? - That's your worry.
If you ain't smart you oughtn't be Governor.
What did I say, Cowdray? What did I do?
I don't know, but whatever it is it's got to be alright with him.
Come here, big-shot.
See that these two muzzlers give me a square deal.
We would appreciate your advice, Mr Axton.
Well .. she has a gun.
My advice is to give them what they want.
That's telling them. - What in heaven's name does she want?
Some sort of paper that pardons them.
A note to the police to stop their arrest.
And nothing phony.
Go and get him some paper to go with that fountain pen of his, big-shot.
With pleasure.
Well .. well, how can I ..
I'd write it, Governor.
You would?
Listen to this, chiseller, and you'll go places.
Here we are.
[ Telephone ]
I don't suppose I could answer the phone?
You are right. Sit down.
This must be very painful to you, Sam.
Painful? It's preposterous.
How do I word it, Cowdray? - Oh, nothing flowery.
Just a few well-chosen phrases.
I believe I know how to write a pardon.
Splendid. That's just what they want.
Shut that thing up will you, Hon. - Oke.
[ Telephone ]
Hello?
Hello. Axton ranch?
I want to talk to Rudd.
Rudd. Chubby Rudd of Syndicated.
Put him on that phone.
We want more dope.
Somebody wants Rudd. Who's Rudd?
I am. - Oh. Sourpuss.
He says he wants some more dope.
Hey, are you a dope-peddler?
That is the Kinley Press.
They shouldn't use dope.
Hello?
He can't come now, sir.
He is having his bath.
Bath.
B-A-R-T-H .. barth.
Me?
Oh, I'm Meadows, the butler.
Pip, pip.
Hello?
Get a car. Get horses.
Get roller skates but get out to that ranch.
[ Telephone ]
Hello?
Axton ranch? Please don't hang up. We've calls from all over the country.
Here is Hollywood calling Gregory Bengard.
Take it, please.
Hollywood calling Bengard.
I can't answer.
He won't talk. His pan is ruined. Cancel the picture.
[ Telephone ]
Hello?
Who? Mrs Pruden?
Sure. Put her on.
Yes, I'll take that.
Relax and keep writing.
But that is my wife. She'll be worried about me.
Why? - Why? Well, it's ..
It's natural, isn't it?
Hon will take it. He has a way with dames.
Tell her he'll call her later.
He can't come now. He's shooting craps now with some gentlemen.
He'll call you back later.
Yeah. Craps.
Goodbye, babe.
Oh dear, I want to talk to her .. - Write.
I think she fainted. Something fell down.
[ Telephone ]
Hello?
We have a wire from Albuquerque for G.A. Axton.
A wire for you, big-shot. From Albuquerque.
Oh that's from my husband. Please let me take it.
Sorry, beautiful. It's against the house rules.
Okay, let's have it.
"Heavy fog to Los Angeles. Stop."
"Can't get through. Stop."
"Making for ranch."
Signed: "Barney".
That is all.
Your ball and chain is heading for the ranch.
Let him come. We'll have enough for a barn dance.
And leave that receiver off. - Oke.
"The bearers, known as Jack and Judy."
"Are hereby pardoned of all crimes which they may be charged within this State."
"By executive order. S.K. Pruden, Governor."
How about it? Does that do it?
It seems to cover everything.
Swell.
Hey Hon, take a peep at this.
This is terrible. It will ruin my entire career.
Oh, I don't think so, Sam.
You can say you were forced.
It would make me look ridiculous. I would be a laughing stock.
Think what you've been as Governor.
What does he mean by that, Cowdray?
Laughing at us, Governor. - Laughing at us?
He's got you on a spot, Pruden.
Oh this is terrible.
Nothing to what'll happen when that lady gorilla gets wise to the phony pardon.
The police will be here by that time.
Just say "Eeny, meeny, miny, moe".
And keep your eye on Axton beau.
Oh dear.
Does this cover all them little jobs in Bute and Spokane too?
It's a blanket contract halfwit, like we had in vaudeville.
Does it satisfy you? - Oh it's the best. It's our chance.
No more stick-ups?
What for? We never liked the racket.
We just got in and we couldn't get out.
Now with the cops off our tail we'll go places.
Our publicity will land us on Broadway.
I'll wow them when one of them G-Men shows with the background I've got.
No doubt.
Greg.
Cigarette, Zel?
Thanks.
A charming house party.
I'm so glad you could come.
And bring the boyfriend.
You knew? - I've known for weeks.
Do you think Dawes can land in this fog? - Easily.
If they leave the lights on.
Don't be frightened.
How can I help it.
I don't know what Barney will say, what he'll do.
We're slightly in the dark as to what anyone will do.
Well, I want to get Greg out of here.
Haven't you a car? - They wouldn't let you leave if I had.
Still anxious to get to Hollywood, Zel?
It's more important than ever now.
I'd forget about pictures if I were you.
Forget about them? - They are for artists.
I'm afraid you fall somewhat short.
Then you didn't arrange a test for me?
That was just another one of your little jokes.
You'll make a far better wife than you'll make an actress, Zel.
I see.
Why do you like to hurt people?
I don't like her, Laura.
Was it necessary to fool her?
Just a dose of her own medicine.
Stop worrying, angel.
You are far too sweet to worry.
Let me handle these people in my own way.
You're doing a fine job.
A perfect job.
Thanks for the compliment.
Wait a minute. Let me say something, will you.
I'm in this show too, you know. - That's why I'm worrying.
We'll do a musical or nothing.
It's a musical.
No, it shouldn't be a musical.
Alright.
Benji.
Hey, Benji.
What do you think?
Do as you like only leave me alone.
Leave me alone I tell you.
Well, the big ham. - Can it.
What's the matter, Bengard?
The matter? Can't you see what's the matter?
Somebody is to blame for this.
And they are going to pay for it.
They are going to pay for what I lost. For what I might have had.
I'll take the transport company through every court in America.
I'll sue them. I'll sue them ..
It wasn't the company's fault, Bengard.
If the lights had been on.
You'd have landed safely. - Well ..
Why weren't the lights on?
It's your place, Axton. It's your fault. I'll sue you for every dollar you have.
You're in no condition to talk now.
Stop treating me like a child.
If it wasn't your fault, whose fault was it?
Tell me!
That pair.
They killed your career the same as they killed those two pilots.
But why? They had nothing against me. They didn't even know me.
They wrecked the plane to get Pruden.
You can't sue them, Bengard.
Then .. I haven't a chance, Axton.
I'm finished.
Through.
What's the matter, Bengard? Are you sick?
Never mind him. This story is more important.
You have an opportunity to give a favorable impression of me, Rudd.
A golden opportunity.
The glitter is blinding me already.
You can focus the eyes of the nation on him.
I see. I'm supposed to cook up something ..
That makes him a cross between Abraham Lincoln and little Lord Fauntleroy.
I see no reason for bringing in fictional characters.
Alright. Let's have your ideas.
Well, I see it this way.
Hey big-shot. Wait a minute.
You know this looks like the old malarkey to me.
But I just ain't sure.
What's wrong with it? - I don't know.
Hey, you two. Come over here.
What's to prevent Pruden from saying it's all hooey, that we forced him?
If he opens his yap, he gets it. - Oh shut up, you.
What about it, big-shot?
He dare not with what you have on him.
Where is Greg? - Outside.
The noise bothered him.
Hold it, gorgeous.
He's big enough to go out by himself.
What have we got on Prudey?
Well if the public learns he saved himself at the expense of a woman ..
It won't be a pretty story.
There's something in that, babe.
It only says this State. We could be yanked out tomorrow.
He can refuse extradition.
If you bring pressure on him.
Pressure?
You watch me bear down.
Come on, Hon.
Hey you, we're going to need you for pressure.
What is going to happen?
Nothing, darling.
If you hear a frying noise.
It is just Pruden.
Come on.
How are you going to cover this when the cops breeze in, Prudey?
Well, I hadn't thought of it.
Start thinking.
The Governor is prepared to say that you were so helpful at the wreck.
That he decided to pardon you.
How about it, big-shot?
It needs elaboration.
That story needs a special act of heroism.
Yeah, if have you hedge I'll spill it to the world ..
How you shot that dame getting out of the plane.
There will be no repudiation.
Stick to English.
And if they try to yank us to another State ..
You're going to tell them to peddle their fish.
Well, I think it can be worded more delicately.
We've sketched roughly a story we would like to hand out.
It must of course have no denials.
That is self-evident.
Alright chiseller, let's have it.
We'd been in the fog for hours.
Suddenly we saw the ground.
And realized that a forced landing was inevitable.
The pilot told us that.
We are admitting that part of the story.
The attention of course, must center of the Governor.
Naturally.
I hope you see the justice in that, Zelda.
As the plane went into its sickening glide.
The Governor in firm, clear tones ..
Counselled all to relax and be calm.
His own coolness saved our lives.
Which is called "leadership".
Oh thank you, Rudd. Thank you.
Do you mention that someone stepped on my hand in their heroic effort to get out?
Why, did that happen?
You two walked all over her. I seen it.
We are saying that you were carried unconscious from the plane, Miss Tadema.
Really?
I happen to have a career too.
Career? What sort of a career?
She's a snake charmer.
Come on, come on. Get on with it.
My career now is taking care of Mr Bengard.
It will probably be months before he is ready to face a camera.
I want that picture held back until he's able to take his place.
I think that can be arranged.
The governor has influential friends in Hollywood.
In that case, I wasn't shoved or stepped on.
Thank you.
No. I was carried unconscious from the plane ..
After the Governor's wonderful speech had calmed me.
Good. Then everyone is satisfied.
Hey, wait a minute.
Where do we fit in?
You were rushed here and there.
Carrying water, distributing bandages, serving coffee.
Sounds like a troop of boy scouts.
It smells.
We'll elaborate on it. Go ahead Rudd. Send it off.
Well I suppose, if I must, I must.
Just a moment.
If that story goes out.
I shall have to deny it. - But why?
Because it's absurd.
Do you realize there will be an inquiry into that crash and those two pilots?
Oh, but I can side-track that. - I doubt it.
What is your price, Mr Axton?
A square deal for Jack and Judy.
You've double-crossed them.
Oh stop it. - Keep out of this now, Laura.
Yeah. Keep out of it, Toots.
Go on, big-shot.
Make them heroes.
The plane caught fire.
They rushed in at the risk of their lives and dragged everybody to safety.
That's the ticket, Prudey.
You were so tickled that you pardoned everything Jack and I had ever done.
Go and set fire to that plane, Hon.
Oke. - Wait!
You can't do that. - Why not?
It spoils everything.
You know that, Axton.
Why, it pushes me completely in the background.
Have you a better idea?
Now wait a minute.
I ain't no hog.
Let Prudey be making his grandstand speeches as the plane is landing.
It catches fire. I and Jack rush in and drag everybody from the burning inferno.
Will you move your dogs and go out and set fire to that mousetrap.
Oke.
It's impossible. It involves too many details.
Alright, so everybody gets roasted alive and there ain't no details.
Stop gabbing and do like I tell you.
I'm going.
It will ruin everything, G.A. Stop him.
We will not back up that fire story.
Why, you rats.
You wanted to hog it all for yourselves. You never meant to give us none.
You were just stalling until the cops got here.
No, it isn't true, Judy.
Say something.
What can I say?
They know that pardon without the story is ridiculous.
Sure. It's all hooey.
So you were going to make suckers out of us, huh?
I'll plug 'em. Every last one of them.
Wait a minute. - We'll do anything you say.
You bet you will you double-crossing, yellow-bellied ..
Judy, listen to me, please.
You get out of this. You ain't in it.
That story goes or I'll clean out this joint like a rat's nest.
Just a minute, please.
I've a story that'll settle everything.
Alright, Dracula. Let's have it.
[ 4x Gunshots! ]
[ 3x Gunshots! ]
There's your story.
Print it.
Hon.
Are you hurt bad, Hon?
He didn't miss.
Did ..
Did he get you too?
It don't matter, kid.
We'll .. we'll go out together like we've always done.
The old two-act, huh?
Yeah.
You was a swell hoofer.
Only I took you on the wrong circuit.
You know.
You don't hold it against me, do you Hon?
Listen .. we was big time while it lasted.
I'm folding, babe.
Take my valise for me will you.
Okay, kid.
You've got a lot of 'em coming.
You are hit, Judy.
Better do something about it.
Sure. So the cops can get me.
Screwy, ain't it big-shot.
All the detectives in the State looking for us.
And we got to get bumped off by a Thesp'.
Greg!
Oh my dear. Don't. Please don't.
Holy mackerel. What a story.
Keep away from the phone, Rudd.
You can't hold this. It's the hottest news of the year.
Nothing goes out of here until I say so.
That's final.
Okay, Mr Cowdray.
That goes and the story too.
Oh my dear, my dear.
Darling, what's happeñed?
Darling.
Here, drink thîs .. you'll feel better.
I'll never feel better. I'll never be the same again.
Then Jack and Judy haven't lived in vain.
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