Double Dynamite Page #4

When I wanna show my appreciation,

I expect cooperation.

Don't make it tough.

Let's say I'm lending you the grand.

Harry, you got Chicago?

Put 20 Gs down on Heavenly Queen.

You heard me, 20 big ones.

On the nose.

Chick Sloane's place on Dearborn Street.

All right, I'll take it.

It's probably counterfeit, but I'll take it.

- Now, please let me go back to the bank.

- Harry, make it 21.

Put 20 down for me

and a grand for an old pal.

I work in a bank

and I'm not allowed to bet on horses.

- Everybody's allowed to bet.

- They are?

It's in the constitution. Relax, kid.

You got a thousand bucks

riding on Heavenly Queen.

Mibs.

Dalton's over an hour late.

You any idea where he's gone?

No, I just know where I'd like him to go,

but we don't have a branch down there.

Well, Old Man Opportunity knocks again.

- Say, would you like to go...?

- Yes.

Wait a second. How am I gonna learn

to be a wolf if you give in so easily?

Bob, please take me out tonight.

Think I'm the type

that takes out a girl that's engaged?

Yes.

All right, I'll pick you up at 8:30.

Where would you like to go?

Someplace where it costs

a dollar and a half for bread and butter.

Where the music's so expensive

that you can hardly hear it.

I wanna drink champagne

and Cointreau...

...and just anything

that you can't mix with cola.

I wanna dance and dance and stay out

so late that the neighbors will talk.

I wanna enjoy life.

I wanna live dangerously.

What an opportunity for a heel like me.

Four, five, six.

There you are, son, 6 grand.

Compliments of Chick Sloane.

That isn't my money.

Nobody loans $ 1000 without collateral

and nobody gives away 6000...

...without a note,

co-signers and 6 percent interest.

This is a new kind of a bank.

With horses.

I loaned you a thousand, remember?

Now, look.

You're returning the loan, see?

You wouldn't be returning a G

unless I lent you a G.

That proves I lent it to you.

Now you can get the 5 grand you won,

and nobody can say boo and we're even.

Nobody hands out money

without wanting anything.

What's the matter, junior?

My money no good?

Well, I didn't mean to insult you,

but I don't want the money.

- Something wrong with you, kid?

- We ought to give this guy a saliva test.

Okay, okay, I'll take it.

That's right. Force yourself.

Yeah? Where? Okay.

Put 20 Gs on... Hold it.

Kid, how'd you like to turn that 5

into 25 more?

Oh, I don't think so.

I'd better get back to the bank.

Is?

Is this another sure thing?

- Figures don't lie.

- Impossible, Robert.

There hasn't been a shortage in your

father's bank or its branches in 32 years.

Look, there it is in black and white.

Seventy-five thousand dollars missing.

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