Boston Blackie!
Enemy of those who make him an enemy.
Friend of those who have no friends.
Number 14, red and even.
How you doing, sport?
I knew I should have played number 14.
Sure, sure. Now look, if we don't catch that 6 a.m. plane back to Los Angeles, we're stuck here for the afternoon.
Blackie, if I could just get even.
Oh boy, where have I heard that before? How much is it?
Seventy-five.
Seventy-five bucks? Look, I tell you what you do.
Not $75, 75 cents.
Seventy-five bucks.
Seventy-five dollars, 75 cents.
Seventy-five cents? Shoot to Westley. She was known as in the Yukon.
Here's a buck. I'll get you two bits of hit.
Okay, but I won't count this as part of my system.
No more bets, please.
Blackie.
Hello, Sam. How you doing?
Oh, Mary, I want you to meet silent Sam McCropple.
He makes less of a fuss when he drops 100 Gs than you do when you drop 10 cents.
Pleasure.
Hello.
Blackie, can I see you?
Oh, Sam, we're trying to catch that 6 AM plane back to L.A. Maybe some other time.
Just a minute.
You talked me into it. Excuse us.
What's bothering you?
I'm it.
You're it? You mean you think somebody's after you?
You know why? Any idea who it is?
I understand you were a big winner here last week.
120 Gs.
Yeah, I see. You think it's Burke?
You want me to try to find out?
If you can.
I shall bet.
Well, if you're through with Gabby, boy, we can take off now.
Sure.
What's the matter with you?
That guy looks like somebody.
No, come on, let's forget it.
Number 13, black and odd.
Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen. Get your bets down.
No more bets, please.
I'll repeat her number 13, black and odd, the winner.
Sam's doubling up on what his luck may break us, Mr. Burke.
Let him play.
But you don't want to...
Let him play.
If the word got out that I closed down on Sam MacCroplis, I'd be out of business in no time.
The public doesn't like a welter.
Very well, if you say so.
I repeat winner number 13, odd and black, the winner.
Get your bets, ladies and gentlemen.
Get your bets down, ladies and gentlemen.
Place your bets.
No more bets, please.
No more bets, please.
Number 13, I'll repeat her, black and odd, the winner.
Blackie, Mary, over here.
Oh, you old darling, getting up before dawn just to meet your broken down old buddy.
He's probably got a warrant in his pocket for our arrest.
You're not far wrong.
You just missed being a material witness by about 10 minutes.
What did I tell you?
Material witness? For what?
Murder.
Your friend Sam MacCroplis got an ice pick in his back.
I can't believe it.
Yeah, a nice professional job.
Dozens of witnesses around and nobody saw who did it.
Well, how come you're in on the case?
Well, this is Sam's hometown.
The Vegas police asked us to help while we could.
And it seems you were the last person to hold conversation with the deceased.
Well, that's probably true.
Sam was telling me that he thought somebody was after him.
But he didn't know who.
He had no idea who wanted to shove him?
Apparently not.
Hey, wait a minute.
Six o'clock in the morning is no time to be playing cops and robbers.
What was that last scene about?
Inspector, I think when we find the man who owns this hat,
we've got the guy who killed Sam MacCroplis.
That's no help. They sell dozens of those up in Vegas.
Who do you think did it?
Well, that's just it. I haven't the slightest idea.
But I'm sure I saw this fellow come into the gambling casino.
And he must have been on the plane.
So that's it, eh?
Well, I've got to go up to 2851 Sunset Bist away and have a talk with Sam's widow.
I don't suppose that...
Come on, let's go.
It's up this way.
It's up this way.
When Madame called, I... I simply flew over.
Yeah, I'll bet you did.
Where is Madame now?
She's in the bedroom slipping into one of my somber morning creations.
Poor dear, so utterly brave.
So terribly, terribly brave.
Hey, Frankie.
Coming, Madame.
Slousy zipper won't unzip.
For the kind of dough you get, you ought to make a dress a gal won't get trapped in.
What if I wanted to...
Who are you?
I'm Inspector Faraday of Walmart Tire.
And if you don't mind, I'd like...
Who's talking to you, shorty? I was...
Inspector Faraday?
Yes.
Oh, yeah.
You've come to talk to me about Sam.
Poor dear Sam.
Do you know of any other attempts on your husband's life?
It seems as though it were only yesterday.
Well, when did it just happen?
Only yesterday.
Sam figured on driving himself to Vegas,
so he got out the car and he was just driving away from the front of the house when it happened.
Where was I?
Sam was just driving away.
Oh, yeah.
And this character comes tearing around the bend and trying to run Sam's car off the edge.
I was at the upstairs window, and I like to fall right out on my patio.
You're sure it wasn't an accident?
It wasn't no accident.
This mugged Miss Sam, and he almost went over the edge himself.
So he took the plane.
Who took the plane?
Sam.
He put the car back in the garage, and he called a cab, and he took the plane to Vegas.
Have you any idea who was driving the car, or who might want to knock Sam off?
Beats me.
Say, did you ever catch me when I was at the gaiety a couple of years ago?
I did a big routine with a big balloon, and the comet kept chasing me around with a big needle.
Remember?
I didn't see it, but I'm sure if I had, it would have been unforgettable.
Oh, brother.
Did you get the license number, and can you describe the car?
What car?
Oh, no, it happened too fast.
It was a kind of a, well, you know, a car.
You know, with four wheels that kept going round and round and round.
Look, Skinny, Skinny, why you over-
Cut it out, cut it out.
Now go outside and sit in the car.
Okay, I'll behave.
All right, Mrs. Cropwell, we'll do all we can to catch the murderer.
And in the meantime, if there's anything I can-
Sure, sure.
Say, listen, when do I get the million bucks?
You know, the Dole Sam was winning when he cashed in.
Well, you'd better see your lawyer about that.
The El Capitan boys want to know just when Sam died before they pay off any bets.
Why, those low-down, dirty, no-good Welchers.
And you, get out of here and go find the rat in what done of it.
Tell him Sam was still alive when he made them bets.
Why, the nerve of them crumbs, thinking they can rob a poor, defenseless widow.
Well, they can't get away with it.
I'll show you.
I'll take every last one of them up.
Ah, you!
Blackie, you got anything to do this afternoon?
Nothing but some sleep to catch up on.
Well, I'd like to take you down to headquarters with me.
Why, I didn't do it.
Nobody said you did, but I got a couple of thousand photographs down there I want you to look at
and see if you can identify the character you think you saw.
Let's go.
And you'll sit there till you find the guy.
I expect to have a heart.
We haven't had any sleep in two nights.
Well, young lady, you can go home any time you want to.
Try and get rid of me.
Well, well, well, if it isn't No-Nose Benson.
No, no, I'm wrong.
No-Nose is much uglier than that.
Save that for the class reunion.
Just how many of these hoodlums did you see in Ben Burke's place?
This one of the local boys?
Darryl Terwilliger Dawson, alias the teacher.
I heard of him.
Well, he works in the East.
He's a contract hood.
Why, does it ring a bell?
Just a slight tingle.
I can't be sure.
Did you ever see him?
Honey, I could do better than that in a nightmare.
Well, I can help you with a drink.
Sure.
Water, I mean.
No, no, thanks.
What are you looking at me for?
When does Burke arrive?
How did you know?
Please, Inspector.
Sam was into Burke for 120 pounds.
He let it all ride on the last roll.
Figure it out for yourself.
He's the most logical suspect.
All right.
Send Burke in.
Please, Inspector, I haven't had my breakfast yet.
Hiya.
You two know Burke?
He runs the El Capitan up in Vegas.
Sure, sure thing.
Huh!
What's with the bloodhound?
He doesn't like gambling.
I think I can fix it, though.
Why, we were just kidding.
This gentleman is a salesman for dog business.
Come on.
Take him.
Oh, come on, stop that funny stuff.
Sit down, Burke.
Now, Ben, I want you to tell me who you hired to shelf Sam MacCroppolus.
Me?
Are you out of your mind?
There are times, there are times.
You keep out of it.
Sam was into you for over a million dollars,
and that's a good enough excuse to have anybody knocked off.
Oh, you're way behind the times, Inspector.
Nobody operates that way anymore.
I'd have been happy to pay Sam off.
Good publicity.
As soon as they hit the papers that I paid off on the million dollar gamble,
I couldn't keep the customers out of the place.
Take a look at these pictures.
See anything familiar?
I know every hood in the country.
If there were any there the other night, I'd recognize them.
There's no use in my going through that bunch of tripe.
Okay, Ben, you can go now.
If I want you anymore, I'll let you know.
Everything leads back to Los Angeles,
but we can't find out anything.
No motive, no murderer.
You know, Inspector, I've been thinking.
No.
Yeah.
If I don't get some sleep pretty soon,
I'm going to lose all my boys, Charm, and you won't like that.
I think I'll take this along with me.
You never can tell what I might come up with after a good night's sleep.
So long.
That's part one of our Boston Blackie adventure.
We'll be back in just a moment with part two,
and you can look for plenty of action and excitement.
See you later, honey. I'm dead beat.
Hey, wait a minute. What about the picture of the teacher?
Oh, that's just something to put under my pillow.
Maybe a clue will seep through into this weary brain of mine.
You know, I think you're horrible,
but I'm too tired to do anything about it.
See you, Pigeon.
Blackie.
Can I have a word with you?
Why, sure, have a couple. I'm the friendly type.
Stay clear of Faraday on this.
Any reports you have, make them to me.
I know. Wait a minute.
Yeah?
Well, if you'd asked me nicely, I might have said okay.
But now you're going to have to do your sleuthing on your own time, Benny boy.
Blackie, I kind of like you.
But we're in kind of a hurry on this one.
So I'm going to have to convince you fast.
You know, my father used to tell me one thing.
Now, listen, son, if it looks like a fella's going to hit you, hit him first.
Yes, Inspector, I think that's the guy all right.
He was coming into the El Capitan just as Mary and I were leaving.
You're sure now?
I remember him too. He was on the plane with us.
Fine, fine. Now we're beginning to get someplace.
How about we still haven't got a motive?
You think I ought to take this up and show it to Sam's widow?
I'd appreciate it if you would, Blackie.
Okay. Mary, shall I drop you off at your place?
Fat chance.
I guess not.
Well, it was worth a try.
Maybe.
Maybe not.
The only thing I can say for sure is the mug that was driving the car wasn't wearing no glasses.
And he wasn't wearing no Tom Mix Derby neither.
A Tom Mix Derby? How quaint.
Well, thanks, Mrs. Acropolis.
If anything develops, I'll keep in touch with you.
Anytime. Come up anytime at all.
We'd love to. Thank you so much.
You know, they wanted to settle for a few lousy grands.
But I told my lawyer, I said, it ain't the money, it's the principal.
Why, I'd take this whole thing to the United Nations before I'd let them know good Steven.
The guy that named these streets must be the idiot brother of that dame we just left.
I thought you found that blonde very attractive.
I've been thinking about this business with the eyeglasses.
He's such a brilliant conversationalist.
You know, you can figure it two ways.
Maybe he broke them and couldn't have them replaced in a hurry.
He's so very, very intelligent.
Or maybe he was using contact lenses and wasn't used to them.
Of course, most men prefer a more natural type beauty.
Either way, what a con for his almost missing Sam's car.
Hang on.
Now that this character knows that we're after him for sure, he'll try to get me first.
And I don't want you around.
Oh, but, Blackie, wait.
Beat it.
Okay.
I suppose you're going up to one of those sunset vista streets.
I bet there's a blonde on all three of them.
Wait a minute.
You're giving me an idea.
I think I'll have a look.
Why, that two-toning big...
Don't look.
I'll show you what one looks like through here.
All right, come along quietly, Bub.
Inside.
Sit still, young lady.
Slide over.
Look, Harris, you know me.
You've seen me around, the fights.
They sent you out here to knock me out,
but you ain't gonna cause...
Hey, wait a minute.
You ain't no contract hood.
You're Boston's best guy.
You're Boston's best guy.
You ain't no contract hood.
You're Boston Blackie.
That's what I've been trying to tell you.
Not to pull the point this thing someplace else.
What are you doing here?
Well, I came out here to see if I could find out
why Sam McRapley was shot.
Think of aunt Aunt.
Sam got it because the mug the big boys hired
made a little mistake.
The teacher mistook Sam for you.
I can understand that.
Same car, practically the same address.
The teacher, huh?
I wondered why he was hanging around.
Blackie, I'm glad you came up here today.
You can help me.
There's a bag in that closet.
Go get it.
There's a lot of loot in that bag.
And you're gonna help me get to where I can enjoy it.
Let's go.
Go.
I'd like my gold earrings and diamond bracelets
to go to Harriet, the cleaning woman,
because she works so hard.
And because her husband is such a good for nothing loafer.
And please, please take good care of Blackie
on account of he always gets in trouble
when I'm not around.
And anyway, he has no judgment when it comes to blondes.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Stop.
Cut it.
Cut it!
Cut it.
I'm not destruction.
You don't give a damn about it.
I've got illnes for black스킀s.
Here.
Indeed.
I don't give a damn, and neither do you.
And I don't give a damn.
I'm not destruction!
Why, I'm not destruction.
That's why you die, Blackie.
So realizes?
I never die.
That's why you don't forgive people.
You never forgive people.
You got power, too.
I give up.
No one kills me now!
No one kills me Escobedo.
Oh, yeah?
没有 постав Paul.
Yes.
No.
Uh-uh.
Inspector, I'm afraid that's something we'll never know.
Get out of here.
Both of you.
Go on.
Get out.
Get out.
Bye.
Uh-uh.