Pickup on South Street Page #2

The top side, was it the front page

or the classified ads?

- Classified.

- Was he a southpaw?

No, he used his right hand.

He held the paper in his left.

- Did he hold it an angle, like this?

- Yes.

- Did you see him close the purse?

- Yes.

Did he put the paper over it like this

when he closed it?

Yes.

#And the violins were soft and sweet #

#And so was I ##

- I know.

- Mr. Zara, wait outside.

- Well, but -

- It'll take me just a minute.

Moe, we gotta work fast.

Look, let's not go into that again.

Look, what do you want from me, Tiger?

Do I personally raise the price on hamburgers

and pork and beans and frankfurters?

Is it my fault

that the cost of living is going up?

These are the prices as of this morning.

When the cost of living goes up,

my prices go up.

When the cost of living goes down,

my prices go down.

In my book, the price on the board

for a cannon is, uh...

$50.

$50? I told you before.

We got no kitty.

And you're such a millionaire's salary

that you can afford to pay me for all my tips?

$35.

Tell you what I'll do, Tiger. I'll give you

the names of eight cannons that fit the job.

And I'll bet you $38.50 that one of them

buzzed this moll's wallet.

I'll bet you 38.50 you're wrong.

- Mr. Zara.

- Yes?

Skip McCoy.

For a three-time loser

who's been out only a week...

he's begging for a fourth conviction.

Well, he's gotta live, too.

There's one cannon

I'd like to see get the chair.

- That's the man.

- We haven't even got a lead on him.

So you don't know, Tiger.

Thought you knew everything about everybody.

Ah, he hasn't been out

long enough to settle.

I know how he operates.

He's holed up somewhere.

A smart cannon lives quietly...

don't advertise

when he's just scored on a job.

Especially an ex-con like Skip.

He always had a knack for living

in out-of-way places -

places hard to find.

It's gonna be pretty hard to run him down,

the places he picks.

Might take you almost a week

to run him down.

What are you angling for, a side bet?

Well, every extra buck

has a meaning all its own.

It just so happens

I haven't got a red cent left.

Just so happens

I know where he's shacked up.

- That's part of the bet.

- Listen, Tiger...

do you realize that the cost of living

has gone up 50%?

- Moe, I got no more time.

- Then what are you stalling for?

- Why don't you make me a pitch?

- Next time I'll give you odds - 2-to-1.

- It's a promise?

- Yeah.

Well, all right, what are we

standing here for gibbling and gabbling?

Thanks, pal.

Well, hello, Winoki, Mac.

- This a visit or a pickup?

- Both. Tiger wants to see ya.

- You go with Mac. I'll stick around.

- Sure.

- Still hoarding all your loot, Skip?

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