Special Agent

1

Gentlemen, as you know,

the inability of local governments

to cope with crime

has necessitated the Federal Government

stepping in to protect the American people.

Our part of that job

is to rid the country of the gambler

the business racketeer

and the illicit profiteer who have been

operating within and above the law.

The Treasury Department,

being limited in their function,

has sent you men out to gather information

that will enable us to use

the one weapon we have.

The Income Tax Law.

Millions of dollars in illicit profits

from illegal enterprises

have been hidden away by these

racketeers inside and outside the law.

No income tax has been paid

on these millions.

But that hidden and untaxed money

will send these men to prison.

We'll rid the country of these men

who so far have laughed at every law.

Now you men have been called

in here today to be told one thing.

Go after them.

Get their books and statements

and don't stop until you have

the evidence.

These are my orders.

The dictum of the Secretary of the Treasury

and the command of the American people.

Now some of you men have been

undercover observing for over a year.

You're through observing.

You're going into action.

If necessary,

you'll raid to get this evidence.

There's one man, however,

we prefer to take alive.

Alexander Carston.

It's easy enough to kill him.

But to put him behind the bars

is to prove that the cleverest racketeer

isn't smart enough to outsmart

the Federal Government.

You get that, Bradford?

Yes, sir.

Hey, Mac, get a load of the guy

in the back seat.

What's so special?

Listen, every time that guy

goes into a joint

the cash register rings up no sale.

Yeah? Who is he?

Look.

Boy! Is that the big shot?

How much a pound are we getting

from the firm

on laundry and rough dry-wash?

One cent, and they're giving us

a beef every time they pay off.

Yeah? Better make it two cents

and make it worthwhile listening to their complaints.

They can't make no profit at that rate.

No, but we can.

How's that bookkeeping, Julie?

Made balance. $7.000 net for the week.

That's a break.

The last time we was 2 cents out

it took me and Gus 6 days to find it.

That dame's a human adding machine.

For 2 cents she'd sell you out.

This dame happens to be Miss Gardner

who couldn't sell you for 2 cents

if you came in bunches.

Boys, you better stop kidding her.

She's dynamite.

Always leave your books in ashes.

So the District Attorney can have something

to can sprinkle on his head.

Get in there. Get in there.

That's right.

You did it!

Yeah, but I had to pull a muscle

to do it.

If these marbles were a little bit rounder,

they could dance.

Playing marbles on the glass.

Boy, the world has sure gone sanitary.

Sure, it stopped off a little this week

on account of the baseball games.

But $10.000 for this district,

when you figure it's legitimate,

all them nickels ain't bad.

It's all right.

Better put in some more tables.

Get an estimate on them

and send them to Miss Gardner.

Good night.

All bets down.

Number 29 on the black.

An odd number.

Trouble?

He's got a heater with him.

He's about due to go out and splatter himself

in some bad publicity all over the lounge room.

Who?

The young broker, Nelson.

Bank account never over

a couple of hundred.

Over sixty yesterday and five tonight.

Think he forgot he was playing for keeps

and with someone else's dough.

Let him win 12 G and send him home

in one of our cabs.

Where do we throw it away?

River?

Street corner.

Make it look like a stick-up.

Profit, $500.

Well, Mrs White, we've done it again, eh?

If all our guests were as lucky as you,

we'd be out of business.

Well, well,

honored with the press tonight.

Hello, Armitage.

Playing?

No, I gave mine to the community chest.

Besides, I wouldn't play with that dealer

if he were wearing boxing gloves.

Clever, though.

Glad you're enjoying your sightseeing.

Ever tried the aquarium?

Yeah, their deep sea fish

are better than yours

but for playing on fancy variety of suckers

you've got them topped.

Maybe you don't like this place.

Maybe that goes for you.

Well, you may as well know if Carston

didn't like you, I wouldn't let you in.

I don't like you sniffing around here,

anyway.

With you here I don't have to sniff.

I can get it clear out in the street.

There's the guy that pays you.

Hello, Joe.

Hello, boss. How's it going?

All right.

I brought Julie along to look over

those contracts.

Sure, they're in the auditor's office.

You'll find the estimates

in the filing cabinet.

Second drawer to the left.

I want to talk to you alone, Alec.

All right.

Let's go down to your office.

Sure.

Broke even yesterday.

The only thing I can break

at golf is a lot of clubs.

Drink?

What's the matter,

you losing your memory?

What do you mean?

You know I never use that stuff.

Oh, oh, sure.

Sit down.

Have you... have you noticed how the...

...takers have been picking up

for the last couple of weeks?

Couldn't ask for much more.

Yes. Showing a nice profit.

I noticed that when I was going

over the books tonight.

Oh, yes, I knew there was something

I wanted to talk to you about...

Going over the plans I noticed how

we could make the place even larger,

you know...

Making room for more tables...

Knock out the partition

between the main floor and the bar,

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