Daughter of Shanghai (1937)

[bunniefuu]

The government plane.

- You sure it's the government plane?
- I am Mr. Lang.

- Are they going to catch us?
- Yeah, looks like it.

These government planes are
getting faster all the time.

Do something, they're on us.

Did we lose them?

- No.
- We can't play hide and seek much longer.

- It's only one thing to do.
- Well, do it.

Alright.

There goes six thousand dollars.

Hello Barden, did you see this?

Yeah.

- How many you have to dump?
- Six.

We landed 94.

- Come on, it's not bad.
- I'll say it's not.

At a thousand per, that's 94,000 dollars.

I see by the paper that the Department of...

Justice is sending out
Kim Lee, one of their cr*ck men.

- Chinese.
- Let me see that.

Ah, listen what he said.

Smuggling of aliens
has become one of the most...

highly organized rackets the
department has to cope with today.

That the ring is a large
one is indicated by the fact...

the last year, the DOJ operatives arrested
over 400 people engaged in smuggling aliens.

If this is so, there must be at least 10 now
operating for every one we did not catch.

Including us.

We estimate that 50,000 aliens make
illegal entry into this country each year.

We brought in over 10,000 ourselves.

At this figure, the revenue to the
smugglers would run into many millions.

Why don't you phone
Mr. Lee and correct his figures?

Ah, don't get too cocky, I heard about this
fellow Lee, he knows his way around.

So do we.

And now that he's here, I suppose the
boss will cultivate his acquaintance...

to see what we can pick
in the way of department plans.

- The boss is plenty smart.
- Maybe.

But the more we stay shy of this
fellow Lee, the better I'll be satisfied.

Oh, what a celestial aroma.

- I'm pleased that you like my tea.
- I wish your daughter were here.

She wouldn't let you flatter me into a mood
where I'll spend more money than I should.

Lan Ying will be here in a moment.

In the meantime, let me
show you a great treasure.

I've been reserving them for a
connoisseur like you Mrs. Hunt.

Oh. Perfectly exquisite.
And the figure? Is that also antique?

- Only a modern copy Mrs. Hunt.
- Lan Ying.

Simply exquisite,
you'd make a perfect Princess.

- I'd rather be Lan Ying Quan, thank you.
- Until the right young man comes along?

How much is it Lan Ying?

If one must set a price upon
that which is beyond price.

Lan Ying, stop him. When he
becomes poetic, the price goes up.

- Then if we must be prosaic.
- Yes.

- It's two thousand dollars.
- Two thousand dollars?

If we must be prosaic.

- Gentlemen, what can I do for you?
- Why, we want to see Quan Lin.

- I am Mr. Lin's secretary.
- We want to see him personally.

Mr. Lin is engaged just now, but
if you wish to make an appointment?

- Will you give him that please?
- At the first opportunity gentlemen.

I beg your pardon, two gentlemen are
waiting sir, they insist on seeing you.

- Business intrude, you'll excuse me.
- Of course.

- Where did you get it?
- It came from Beijing.

- I am Quan Lin.
- Oh?

- A nice place you have here.
- Thank you.

Mr. Lin, you employ
a lot of people, don't you?

In your stores, warehouses
and factories along the coast.

Yes?

Well, we think you ought to hire more
people. Sort of, spread the jobs around.

We're in position to offer
you a good labor, cheap.

I've heard similar propositions before
and my answer had always been no.

- You are smugglers, aren't you?
- Importers.

- Yeah, we're selling, you're buying.
- I do not wish to buy.

You will.

You use about fifty men and pay us
a thousand dollars apiece for them.

On the first year you only have to give
them a place to sleep and their meals.

Anybody comes round asking
questions, we'll take care of it.

That's fair enough, ain't it?
Besides, the authorities would never...

question one of the city's
most distinguished merchants.

- Is everything clear?
- Painfully clear.

We'll deliver your men tonight at one
of your warehouses, about nine o'clock.

You will deliver no men to me, I want none...

from murderers.

I said we'll deliver
them, you'll accept them.

Oh? Hatched man, eh?

- No sir, razor man.
- From the deep, deep south, eh?

Yes sir and I almost go in instincts.

You want me throw them out sir?

No Sam, don't throw them out, show them out.

- Father, who were those men?
- Importers.

- Candy mister?
- Go on, b*at it.

- Man, that'll showing him.
- Thanks.

When I engaged him, Kelly assured
me his pugilistic days were over.

- It was accidental ma'am.
- Another accident?

Me foot slipped.

You needn't apologize,
I saw the man hit that boy.

- Mr. Kelly.
- Yes sir.

- May I present you with some candy ginger?
- Well, gee.

Take it Kelly, it's very good.
And go and get my parcel.

- Thanks Mr. Lin.
- They'll have it ready in a second.

Yes sir ma'am.

What were those men in for?

Miss-guided human beings
among them men of my own blood.

- You mean they are smugglers?
- Smugglers and murderers.

They find their victims
from all parts of the world.

They are eager to help
those who have heard of America.

And when these people are finally
landed here, they are sold like slaves.

They're trying to force me to take fifty men.

And thr*aten to wreck my store and k*ll me.

- Oh, do be careful.
- You are going to report them, aren't you?

I've been gathering
information for some time.

I know just the man for you to see,
Lloyd Burkett of the Immigration Bureau.

I'll have him at my house tonight, do
come, will you? And tell him about this.

You are very kind, I will do it Mrs. Hunt.

- And you come to, won't you dear?
- Thank you.

Well, I'll expect you
both then, say about 8:30?

Here's your check Quan Ling,
come along Kelly, we're late.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Thanks for the ginger.

- Have you called a taxi cab for us Sam?
- It's ticking at the door boss.

Why do you always use taxis? Couldn't
you ride in a nice, long, shiny red car?

With a fox-tail on the radiator cap...

and me sitting at the wheel
in a coat with brass buttons.

I could Sam but I prefer a taxi cab.

Have I kept my honorable father waiting?

Your honorable father would
be surprised if you hadn't.

You make me very proud tonight.

I wish we weren't going.

Suppose those men find
out that you told on them?

Suppose we lose no more time.

Please let me call
Mrs. Hunt, make some excuse.

But there's nothing to fear.

This Mr. Burkett is just the man
I've been waiting to talk to.

I will turn all this over to him and
then this will be out of my hands.

Those two men, were they the
heads of the smuggling ring?

They are only tools of those are the head.

Who is the head?

No one knows, but someone very
powerful whose name is never spoken.

But there's a man called Hartman.

- That much I have discovered.
- Hartman?

He is next to the head.

- Hartman operates a sort of.
- This is not the way to Mrs. Hunt's.

Come on, hurry up, let's go.

Father, Father, Father.

You've known Quan Lin for
some time, have you Mrs Hunt?

About eleven years it must be now.

- And he's to be trusted?
- I'm positive of that.

If we can only get someone of
his standing to work with us.

That's the trouble with nearly
everyone, they're afraid to talk.

You'll be on the case too Mr. Lee?

I asked the department in
Washington to send him out.

This alien situation is his specialty.

You've no idea what proportions
the smuggling of aliens has reached.

It's one of the
biggest rackets in the country.

We get a lead, run
it down, arrest a few people...

and a dozen new ones spring up
to carry on where they left off.

- It's the people at the head we must get.
- Hard to believe such people exist.

Oh, it's past 10 o'clock.
I wonder what's delaying our friends.

- Oh, someone is coming with Mr. Lin?
- His daughter.

Miss Lin?

Mrs. Hunt, Mrs. Hunt.

Oh Mrs. Hunt, I, my
father, I want to tell Mr. Burkett.

- And you can identified two of those men?
- Yes.

And so can Mrs. Hunt.

She was in the shop when they
came to see my father this afternoon.

You poor child, such a dreadful experience.

What about this taxi
Miss Lin? Where did you take it?

- Sam called it.
- Sam?

A faithful servant, he
always takes the one at the corner.

Did your father tell anyone
he was coming here tonight?

No, I don't think so. I'm sure he didn't.

Did he tell you what information
he was going to give to Mr. Burkett?

No, nothing in detail.

- Please, please.
- I'm sorry.

Don't question her anymore.
You'll stay here with me.

No, I must go home.

Our clerks in the household.

I want to be with them,
don't think I'm ungrateful.

Miss Lin should be at home.

- Very well, my dear.
- I'll send you with Kelly.

I think she'd better go with one of us.

Oh, but it'll only
take a moment for Kelly to...

Please, if you don't mind.

Phone Schwartz, tell him to report
what's happened as an accident.

An accident?

The less we're supposed to know
about it, the better it'll be for everyone.

- Oh, I see.
- You don't mind?

Whatever you think
best, you're all very kind.

Goodnight my dear.

If I can help in any way,
don't hesitate to call upon me.

Thank you.

- Are they here?
- They're in your study.

A fine mess you've made of things.

I've never seen such
stupid, bungling inefficiency.

- Take a look at this.
- What's in it?

Quan Lin's evidence, it's dynamite.

A Department man from
Washington arrived here today.

I read about him.

I've seen him and I
don't like the way he talks.

You know, your idea of mixing with
those Feds will get us in a jam one day.

Talking to them tells me how much
they know, it saved our skin a dozen times.

Go through all this, see who's
been talking and then burn it.

It would surprise you wouldn't it?
If I told you Lan Ying is just left here.

What?

- She was in the taxi when it hit the water.
- Did you see her in it?

- No. But, well we thought.
- You don't think.

If you did, you'd make certain.
Now, she may be able to identify you.

Well, I don't think
she got a good look at us.

You know my rule, you know the
way I operate. I won't stand for mistakes.

We should've delivered those 50
men and collected if you ask me.

I didn't ask you. How do we know Quan
Lin had all the evidence in this thing?

- You know, I thought of that too.
- So, you're mind does work, at times.

At times, yes. Take a look at this.

- Where that come from?
- Quan Lin's safe.

- You opened it?
- Sleete did, we got everything.

Everything but the girl.

I'll call headquarters and have
them send over a couple of men.

How long have you known Mrs. Hunt?

- Mrs. Hunt?
- Hello? Martin? This is Kim Lee.

Put me through to Captain Schwartz.

Yes Mrs. Hunt, do you know her well?

Why, she's been coming to our shop for years.

Why do you ask?

No particular reason.

Only your father had confided
some of this information to you.

- He said there was a man named Hartman.
- Hartman?

We ran across Hartman's trail recently.

He operates a clearing
house for aliens somewhere.

I'm sure my father knew.

Only they didn't let him live to tell me.

In your prayers tonight,
say a prayer for me Lu Chung.

To give me courage.

To make me fearless.

To prove myself my father's daughter.

I hope that you will continue in my service.

As long and as faithfully as in my father's.

May our days be filled with unrest
if we do not serve you well.

Thank you.

Hello? Oh Mrs. Hunt, yes.

Thank you, I'm quite alright.

The divers located the
taxi earlier this morning.

They're raising it now.

That's very kind of you.

But Mr. Lee and my lawyer
are taking care of everything.

I think the funeral will be tomorrow.

- Yes, tomorrow.
- Oh, I almost forgot, Mr. Burkett called.

He wondered if your father had all
the information with him when ...?

He thought perhaps your
father might've left some report...

- that would help speed up the investigation.
- I couldn't say.

Thank you, goodbye.

Mrs. Hunt was wondering if father had
all his evidence with him last evening.

I've been wondering the same thing.

Do you know?

If my father had any other evidence,
He would've kept it in his safe I think.

- Can we have a look?
- Of course.

And the last one right here Miss Quan.

These are all the signatures
I'll need to probate the will.

- Will you want these bank books?
- Oh yes. I forgot them.

My father left this letter for me.

It is his wish that you
handle all the business affairs.

I am to trust no one else.

Could you manage some way to take complete
charge of everything for a few months?

- Why, you're not going away?
- Yes, for a while.

Pardon me.

- Hello. Oh good morning Mr. Lee.
- Don't let him know I'm here.

I'm sure the people at the store
gave you the correct information.

Well, I imagine she'll be
away for a month or two.

Where can you be reached?

Alright, I'll be glad to have Miss Quan
get in touch with you if I hear from her.

Thank you, goodbye.

- There's no need for you to avoid Mr. Lee.
- There's nothing to be gained by seeing him.

Did my father ever discuss a
man named Hartman with you?

- Yes he did, some time ago.
- Have you any idea where he is?

He operates some kind of a clearing house...

through which aliens
are smuggled in to this country.

- Around here?
- No, the best we could ever find out it's...

it's some place around the cliff of an
islands, off the coast of Central America.

- If I can only find Hartman.
- Let the authorities handle this Miss Quan.

I've seen how the authorities handle things.

First, there is great excitement.
An arrest is expected in a few days.

And in a few days everything is
forgotten until someone else is m*rder*d.

But Miss Quan, this is a
case for the government.

It's in Mr. Lee's hands.

It's possible, isn't it? I can get
information that Mr. Lee can't get>

Let him handle things his own
way, I'm not interfering with him.

- You're acting on impulse.
- Alright then, I am.

But you'll help me,
won't you? You've got to do it.

It shouldn't be difficult for
you to understand my feelings.

I understand.

Hartman? I seem to have heard of him.

But on which of the
islands, I don't remember.

Why, he got a place on the
island of Port Of Juan, I think.

Qu'est ce que vous voulez mademoiselle?

- Rum, straight.
- Tres bien.

- I don't speak Chinese.
- I speak English.

- What do you want?
- I'm a dancer, I want a job.

- See the boss.
- Where is he?

Mr. Hartman is in his office.

Thanks.

The esteemed, stalking love.

The well-dressed young
lady when she goes a-calling.

I want to see the boss.

He's not in my department honey.

- You better see Olga.
- Olga?

- What do you want with Hartman?
- A job.

He don't need anyone, he told me so.

Don't believe her,
she tells that to all the girls.

The music in this dump won't
go around for seven of us.

Hartman out anyway.

You'll find Hartman down the hall.

- Good luck kid.
- Thanks.

Is that so? The scum, start something now.

Frenchman says that his money is...

gone, he won't be able
to pay for his lodging after today.

Tell him to get out,
let him sleep on the beach.

He said he's paid his
passage to San Francisco.

I'll provide passage when the boat gets here.

In the meantime, he wants our
deluxe service, he's got to pay for it.

You understand?

- He says he won't go.
- Is that so?

The nerve of the swine.

Holding out on me.

Start something.

Just start something. You scum.

- Who are you?
- Lela Chen.

Lela Chen, eh?

- You been waiting long?
- No.

Are you Mr. Hartman?

- What do you want with Hartman?
- A job, I'm a dancer.

Stand up, let's have a look at you.

Where you come from? Who sent you here?

I closed in Trinidad 3 weeks ago.
I'm just cruising about the islands.

- Are you any good?
- Give me a chance and I'll show you.

Ok, but you don't get any
salary you understand.

- You get board and lodging and the pickings.
- Pickings?

Sure, I give my girls 15% of the
money they get the customers to spend.

I see.

Your pickings might be pretty
good if you and me hit it off alright.

What do you say?

- I told her we didn't need any more girls.
- I told her different.

- You hired her?
- Sure, we need something new around here.

Olga here will show you where to sleep.
Tomorrow we'll see what you can do.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Prowling, eh?

What do you want?

- You asked me to have a drink with you.
- At this hour of the night?

- Shall we make it tomorrow then?
- No, wait a minute, wait a minute.

You got the right idea.

- Help yourself.
- Thank you.

Lela Chen, eh?

- You American born?
- San Francisco, have you ever been there?

Greatest spot in the world.

- I wish I was there now.
- What's keeping you away?

The boss, I'm too useful here.

I've been slaving my life away
on this island for ten years.

- And what for? What for?
- Money, of course.

You're doing a good business.

You think that running this
joint is my real business?

- Isn't it?
- No.

Listen baby...

people from all over the world try to
sneak in through Uncle Sam's back door.

And helping them do it is my business
and believe me sister, some business.

- Then what are you kicking about?
- Because I don't get a cut enough.

The boss that makes the real dough.

- But why don't you make him give you more?
- Him?

That's a hard one.

What do you want?

Come in.

- Hello.
- Hello Captain.

- How you like being Supercargo?
- Alright sir.

- Pretty good with your lingo, ain't you?
- I ought to be.

How many other languages do you speak?

Russian, Italian, Spanish, Portuguese.

Let's hear some Russian.

Alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon.

- Is that Russian?
- Sure.

You know, you could be useful to me.

- How you like to be my interpreter?
- Instead of Supercargo?

- Yeah.
- What's my cut?

Your cousin told you what I'm running?

- Aliens, a smooth racket if played right.
- Yeah.

I might cut you in, if you know
how to keep your mouth buttoned.

I wasn't born yesterday.

So I noticed.

Come on, we're going ashore.

- Plenty for you this time Captain.
- Yeah. I'll check them with you later.

Tell them I'll be back.

You took long enough getting here.

- Who is your friend?
- Supercargo and interpreter.

- What's your name?
- Tang Li.

Ling got sick just before
we sailed, this is his cousin.

When do you sail?

- Out of the tide, if we can.
- Well, you got about an hour.

Wait I'll see this new number.

How is the show? Worse than usual?

I'll tell you better
after I see this new girl.

- He's changing his luck.
- Get out of here before I cr*ck your neck.

Quiet, please.

Sailors, ladies and gents...

The boss is about to offer you a real treat.

Miss Lela Chen, daughter of Shanghai.

Not bad, eh?

- She'd do alright in Frisco.
- She'll do alright right here.

Let's get down to business.

Won't need you any
more, we'll check them out.

- Have one on the house, eh?
- Thanks.

One.

A four-star performance kid,
you sure kept the home fires burning.

- Thank you.
- Any chance of making it a sister act?

- I bet the boss ties you up.
- You'll still be out of luck.

Girls on the stage.

Come in.

- What are you doing here?
- You should know.

I looked everywhere in San Francisco for you.

Why didn't you let me know your plans?

- Wouldn't you have stopped me?
- Yes.

You are in danger every second.

What are you doing here?

After you left, your attorney and I
dug up new evidence about Hartman.

This boat I came over on, the Jenny
Hawks, is one of the smuggler's ships.

- What time does the Jenny Hawks sail?
- In about an hour.

Why? What are you up to now?

There is a little book in
Hartman's desk I'm after.

It isn't worth your
life, please get away from here.

Take the first boat
you can, I'll get the book.

- Alright, we'll meet in San Francisco.
- You will leave, then?

On the first boat, you better go
now. Someone is liable to see us.

Thousand.

Nine hundred.

- Two thousand, right?
- A little enough, if you ask me.

I'm the one that's got to squawk.

You dumped half the last bunch.

Yeah, the coast guard is getting
tougher and tougher all the time.

They'll will pay for their
passage just the same.

Here, sign on the dotted line.

I get the jitters every
time I sign this thing.

If I didn't account for every cent the
boss had chisel my cut to ribbons.

Just got time to catch the tide,
let's get that cattle out of here.

- Tang Li is still downstairs I guess.
- Kind of keen on that new dancer of yours.

I'll see about that.

Come on, let's get going.

Get up men, come on.

What are you doing snooping around here?

Sergei Cronket.

George Gukacenko.

- Where the devil have you been?
- Downstairs.

Hartman find his girl?

- Sort of messed you up, didn't he?
- You ought to see him.

Here, check the rest of this
bunch through, I'm going aboard.

I've passed thirteen.

- Arnoux.
- Fourteen.

- Locory.
- Fifteen.

Li Quan.

You are not Li Quan.

- I didn't get it.
- He says he's substituting for his brother.

These birds are always
swapping places with...

a brother, an uncle or a cousin.
We better check up with Hartman.

What's the difference?
We got the right number. Sixteen.

Sixteen.

If there's a squawk,
you take the rap, not me.

Ok.

Hey.

What's going on here?

What started this?

- The girl, screaming for help sir.
- What girl?

That one, she was yelling
when I came down here.

Well, if it ain't Hartman's dancer.

If you wanted to come along,
why you don't let me know?

You wouldn't have to do this.
There's a cabin all ready for you.

From now on, you're going to travel in style.

So, Hartman was with his new girl, was he?

- She in this with you?
- I don't know what you're talking about.

Take him aft.

We're going to have a little talk.

Thirty miles southwest of Brayer Light.

We should be sighting the
Jenny Hawks pretty soon.

- How many we land this time?
- Twenty.

- That's 4 trips.
- And an extra one for those 2 snoopers.

Go on the radio, the old lady about them.

- I wonder who they are.
- Sharks won't be particular.

There's the Jenny Hawks.

Here we go.

And I was just ready to dump them overboard.

When the old lady answered the radio
and give orders to hold them for you.

- There's enough in this to hang us all.
- You're telling me.

You should've more brains than to
take anyone without checking them.

- His papers was alright.
- Come on, let's take a look at them.

Hey.

- Well, I'll be.
- Seen him before?

Let's have a look at the girl.

- Why, you're the men who ...?
- Yeah.

- I thought so.
- You know her?

Yeah, I know her. Come on.

What you trying to do?

Brace yourself. Push against it. Like this.

Ok.

There's a wireless, we could call the Police.

No such luck.

But I'll fix it so they can't make a getaway.

- Can you swim?
- Yes.

From the light, somebody is throwing a party.

Anyway, they'll have a
telephone there, let's go.

This place is pretty
close to where the plane landed.

- You think it's their hideout?
- It might be.

- Let's get away from here.
- On foot?

Certainly not.

Put this on.

Tickle the ceiling, you mugs.

Why, it's Mrs. Hunt's chauffeur, it's Kelly.

But I want to know all about these two spies.

- Well, they're spying on the sharks now.
- How did they find out about Hartman?

What did they dig up
beside this book? Who were they?

Lan Ying and your Federal pal Kim Lee.

- Lan Ying?
- But we got her this time.

She's at the bottom of the ocean.

- You bet your life she is.
- Mrs. Hunt, Mrs Hunt, Mrs Hunt.

At the bottom of the ocean?

- Can I see you ma'am?
- Ah, just a moment Kelly.

Go into the library,
I'll talk to you two later.

- Oh Mrs. Hunt.
- My dear child.

Well, where have you been?
And such clothes. Isn't that my coat?

We got in the garage.

Kelly thought we were trying to steal a car.

- We were trying to steal a car.
- But, why?

You are welcome to a car if you want it.

- May I use your phone?
- Miles.

Yes madam?

Show Mr. Lee the telephone room.
And see that he's well taken care of.

Kelly, put down that g*n. Get some
brandy and hot water and lemons.

- Sure thing Mrs. Hunt.
- Come on child.

Hello? Hello, operator.

Now, now, now.

Don't try to tell me tonight.
You must be completely exhausted.

I'll mix you a hot drink and...

So that's it, you're the boss.

My dear, I'm a businesswoman.

- You k*lled my father.
- Sleete, Barden.

Kim, Kim, Kim.

- Hey, what's the big idea?
- Shut up you.

Lock her up, send Morgan here.

A swell racket like this going on
right under me nose and me dumb to it.

- Say, why didn't she cut me in?
- Maybe she didn't think you had any brains.

I passed one of them intelligence
things a hundred percent.

- Moron?
- Sure, that was it.

- You think Mrs. Hunt will take me in?
- Maybe.

- If she thinks she can trust you.
- Trust me?

Say, I've done time for
everything from burglary to arson.

Why, in Chicago. Say.

- See them fists?
- Yes.

May my mother forgive me all them lies.

Are you listening to me?
It's dangerous to keep them here.

We should get rid of them tonight.

Of course I'm going to get rid of them,
what do you think I was going to do?

- Well, let's get it over with.
- There'll be plenty of time for that.

After I find out how much they know.

Hello. Hello. Operator. Hello. Operator.

- Number please?
- Operator, I'm a Federal Officer.

- Do exactly as I tell you, understand?
- Yes sir.

First, trace this line, get its location.

Then call the Federal Building
and ask for Captain Schwartz.

- Get it?
- Yes sir.

Tell them Kim Lee and Lan Ying Quan...

are at this place and need help, immediately.

- Yes sir.
- After you've talked to Schwartz.

Ring this number three
times, no matter who answers...

All you have to say is, excuse it please.

- Yes sir.
- Ok, thanks.

- Hurry it along.
- Yes sir, I will.

- Yes?
- With Mrs. Mary Hunt.

Beach Road, right away.

Cassidy.

Squad call, ten men.
Get Jackson, we'll go in my car.

It's alright buddy, I got wise
in meself and joined up.

- Who is the coffee for?
- Now who do you think?

The old lady said to give her
some coffee and I'm doing it, see.

Look, don't get tough, big boy.

Imagine all this going on
and me not getting any cut.

- Are you alright Miss?
- What are you up to now?

Oh, I don't blame you for being
suspicious of me, I've been in bad company.

Me old man was a cop.
I wanted to be one too, but...

I was a little weak on my ballistics.

Where is Mr. Lee?
What have they done with him?

In the telephone room, I guess.

Who can be calling
here at this time of night?

Santy Claus.

- Hello?
- Is this Beach 1079?

No, this Beach 1097.

Excuse it please.

- Are you alright?
- Yes.

- Help me, help me.
- I got a message through to the department.

Get Kim Lee in here, work him over.
I want to find out what he knows.

- Ok, but remember, it's your funeral.
- Yours too, if anything goes wrong.

You stay here, while Kelly and I...

- A dozen cops just turn off Beach Road.
- Let's get out of here, the car is ready.

That's what you think.

We got here just in time.

Thanks Kelly.

- Oh, Kim...
- How many are in the house Kim?

There's two in the telephone room.
You better look for Mrs. Hunt.

Alright, search the house.

How would you like to live in Washington?

Perhaps the change of
climate is just what I need.

Then it's settled.

Does that mean you are
asking me to marry you?

How long do you think I'll be
a guest of the government sweetheart?

Can you count up to a hundred dolly?

When you get out of jail, my grandchildren
will be enjoying my Social Security check.