'G' Men Page #2

- Same here.

- Let you two guys fight it out.

- Check.

Well, 200.

- Two more.

- You're called.

Ace full.

The guy's right,

the gardenia does bring him luck.

This keeps up, I'll believe it.

- Who is it?

- Durfee.

Hello, Leggett.

- Hello, fellas.

- Hello. What's eating you?

The heat's on me.

Will you lend me some dough?

- Dough? You wouldn't try to rib us?

- No, on the level.

How about that counterfeit

you been printing?

- I haven't got any.

- What?

A government guy tailing me

for the post-office job wrecked the plant.

- I've gotta get across the state line.

- Tough break.

- Okay, Dan?

- Yeah.

- Let us know when you're light.

- Thanks.

- I'll pay you back, double. So long.

- Don't forget that.

- No, I won't.

- Deal me out.

It's a tough break.

He ought to get himself an arsenal

and stick around.

Why, those government guys

don't even carry rods.

You're under arrest, Durfee.

Kill the lights.

Give me a reacher.

- What's the matter?

- Copper's got him.

Louie.

- How are you, Mr. Davis?

- Is Mr. McKay in?

- He's in his office, sir.

- Thank you.

Yeah, come in.

Oh, hello, Brick.

- Busy, Mac?

- No, come on in.

Well, sit down.

- Have a cigar?

- No, thanks.

Where have you been

keeping yourself?

I've been sticking

pretty close to the office.

- Much business?

- No, no.

Well, come on, kid, spill it.

What's on your chest?

- I wanna talk some things over with you.

- Go ahead, shoot.

Tell me, Mac, how much

did you spend on me?

- I mean, education and everything?

- About 20 grand. Why?

That's an awful lot of dough.

Chicken feed when you like a guy.

Was that the only reason?

Well, maybe I wanted to see a kid that

had the same start in life that I had...

...make a real success.

Haven't had much success.

Nobody gets ahead fast when

they play the game on the level.

- That's the way you want me to play it?

- That's the only way to play it.

I been in rackets all my life, Brick.

They don't pay off. Except in dough.

Well, Mac,

it looks like I'm gonna cross you.

- You wouldn't turn crook?

- No, no.

But I am giving up the law business.

I've tried to make a go of it, but it's no use.

Guess I wasn't cut out

to warm a desk chair.

Well, maybe that's right.

What are you gonna do?

I've joined the Department of Justice.

They accepted my application yesterday.

How'd you happen to do this?

Buchanan.

I got you.

They want you in Washington.

Yeah, I'm leaving tomorrow morning.

That puts me on the other side

of the fence from you.

That's where you ought to be.

But they're out to get you.

You and everybody else in your racket.

If they assign me to go after you,

I've gotta use everything I know.

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