Angels Over Broadway

Go on, soak them.

The wetter they get, the better I like it.

Theres no money under those umbrellas.

Lot of goops crawling around in the rain.

Thats a laugh.

I aint even got an umbrella.

Seven bucks...

...The Last of the Mohicans.

Looks like I gotta promote something.

Look at her gol

Come on, baby, roll them outl

Thats what this town is...

...a dice game.

Come on, you seven. Rain me a seven.

Dont get any sevens holding out a tin cup.

There must be a seven

rolling for me somewhere.

You found out.

Yes, we found out.

$3,000 stolen by my friend.

My old friend...

...a man l took off the streets

when he didnt have a job.

What are you going to do?

Go on, call the police.

Remember when you came to me and said,

Hopper, she loves me.

This beautiful woman loves me...

...and were gonna get married.

Shut up.

Dont talk about her.

Did you ever ask me up to your house

after you got married?

No, not once.

You were ashamed of me in front of her.

l wasnt good enough for her.

Then comes the laugh.

You werent good enough, either.

But Hoppers money,

that was plenty good enough.

The money that the fat man made

by working hard, night and day.

That was fine for her.

She didnt mind stealing this money, huh?

She didnt steal anything, it was me.

Look at him, he still loves her.

Answer me, you still love her?

She gave the money to Mr. Morgan,

didnt she?

Thats what you stole money for,

so she should give it to the man she loves.

Heres his announcement.

We are pleased to announce the opening

of Dan Morgans beauty parlor...

...March 30.

Youre going to see her tonight again,

free this time, shouldnt cost me anything.

Youre going to tell her

that Hopper wants his $3,000 back.

Youll tell her

that if Hopper dont get it back...

...hell call the police to send his partner

and his partners wife to jail.

Both together.

l got the right. l got the evidence.

Thats all.

Tomorrow morning at 6:00,

lll be sitting in my office...

...and youll bring me the money from her.

Tell her Hopper isnt at her feet crying...

...but standing up

with a policeman beside him...

...waiting to arrest you and her together.

6:
00 in my office.

$3,000.

-Where to, mister?

-Uptown.

-$5, got anything smaller?

-Thats all right, keep the change.

Check your things, sir?

Coat, please.

Excuse me.

Cigarettes?

-$20. Just a moment, lll get your change.

-Never mind, keep the change.

Gee, thanks.

-Have you any reservations?

-No.

Emil...

...find a good table for this gentleman.

Right this way, sir.

Have a good time, sir.

Wasnt that the strangest thing?

$20, without even giving me a second look.

l thought he was some sort of a tramp.

Just goes to show

you cant trust your eyes in this town.

-Do you know him, Vincent?

-No, l never saw him before.

But l knew he was somebody

the way he looked at me.

Hello. Sunset Hotel? Room 1007, please.

Bill OBrien calling.

Hello, Dutch? Bill OBrien.

lm over at the Pigeon Club

taking in the sights...

...and l ran into something

that l thought might be of interest to us.

An out-of-town job

came snow-shoeing in here a while ago...

...and throwing money around

like birdseed.

Never saw him before, strictly a hick.

Say, l wouldnt fool a pal like you, Dutch.

l tell you this is a blue plate special.

l thought ld bring him over

for a little get together...

...on the same percentage as last time.

Bill OBrien, what about him?

Nice guy, chief.

Hes got a room down the hall.

He used to be a bellhop at the St. Martin,

got a lot on the ball.

Okay, chief, 12:
00 at the Sunset.

Excuse me, are you Mr. White?

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