Another Thin Man

Synopsis: In this adaptation of Dashiell Hammett's "The Farewell Murder", Nick and Nora (and their dog Asta) visit the estate of Col. MacFay, who is being threatened by a mysterious man wanting revenge for a past injustice. When MacFay is murdered, that man is the obvious suspect- maybe too obvious...
Genre: Comedy, Crime, Mystery
Director(s): W.S. Van Dyke
Production: MGM Home Entertainment
 
IMDB:
7.5
Rotten Tomatoes:
81%
PASSED
Year:
1939
103 min
271 Views


Hey, wait for baby.

Come in.

Butterfield 84597.

- Where'll we put these, lady?

- Put that there.

- And put that there.

- Yes, ma'am.

And put that here.

Yes, sir.

Now, don't be rude. You'll get yours.

Mrs. Merrick, please.

- Is the baby all right?

- Yes, ma'am, he's asleep.

Would you wait

until the new nurse comes?

Yes, ma'am.

Don't forget to remember to drop in often.

It's always a pleasure, Mr. Charles.

Here's another of those

"call Long Island operator number 15."

Don't you think you ought to call?

Certainly not. She knows better than that.

I told her I was bringing

the wife along this time.

Why do I always take it for granted

that you're kidding?

Hello, darling.

We just got in a little while ago.

Will you bring up a passkey

for that connecting door?

- Yes, ma'am.

- Thank you.

We had a lovely trip.

Nick was sober in Kansas City.

That's a very bitter woman.

Tonight? We'd love to.

I haven't been to a night club in... Hello?

I'm sorry, it's Long Island again

and they insist on cutting in.

Yes, I'll tell her. Go ahead, Long Island.

Hello, Nora? This is Col. MacFay.

Don't you ever pay any attention

to your messages?

Well, how are you?

How is the famous detective?

Quit, has he?

I should have thought...

with all the publicity he got

over the last two cases.

I see.

Listen, young lady,

I've sent my car in for you.

The weekend? I don't think...

We just got off a train.

And there's the baby, you know.

I'm afraid...

It's a trap.

He just wants to get me there

to go over that yearly statement.

It isn't about business, is it, Col. MacFay?

I told you.

Can't it wait till you come to town?

No, I'm not coming to town.

I'm just staying close to the house

for a while.

You've got to come to me this time.

Well, that's not much to ask.

Very well, we'll come.

After all, we've never been down there.

It'll be nice in the country.

A quiet weekend.

Good air for the baby.

I think they have a pool.

I'll see a lot of that pool.

I'll be up to my ears...

in financial statements,

business, forecasts.

You have to do it sometime.

He can't do anything without you.

Mommy, you shouldn't try to figure out

a highly technical problem like that.

You'll strain yourself.

You see?

Seems like man's work is never done.

Come in.

Beg your pardon, ma'am.

- I'm Col. MacFay's chauffeur.

- Yes.

I thought I might help with your luggage.

As you wish.

Come in.

- I'm from Miss Sherwood's Agency.

- Yes. Miss...

Dorothy Waters. These are my references.

Miss Sherwood spoke to you about salary?

Yes, Mrs. Charles.

If you'll excuse me

for saying so, Mrs. Charles...

it takes nearly two hours

to get out to Col. MacFay's.

It does?

It's getting rather late. We ought to hurry.

Yes. We have to go to Long Island,

so I'll phone the Agency later.

- No, indeed.

- The baby's awake now, Mrs. Charles.

I don't wonder...

Oh, dear.

Come in.

Are you the party

that wanted the passkey?

Party? I'm more like a riot.

- The bedroom, the connecting door.

- Sorry, ma'am. We'll have to hurry.

- Shall I take the baby?

- Or shall I?

Boy, this is going to be a cinch.

Heaven help honest folk

in a hotel like this.

Nick.

Well, I'm a monkey's uncle.

- I didn't know this was your apartment.

- Hiya, Creeps.

- I'm glad to see you, Nick.

- Yeah?

Even if it did cost me one of the

prettiest jobs I ever lined up for myself.

I've been trying to get my hands

on those keys for two weeks.

Well, that's that. How've you been?

Nickie, we must hurry.

How are you, Mrs. Charles?

I didn't recognize you.

- How are you?

- I'm fine.

Mommy, this is Creeps Binder.

Remember?

- Creeps?

- Creeps. You remember.

Nick sent me up the river.

It's nice you don't feel bad about it.

Why should I?

It took a genius to outsmart me.

- You wanna touch me?

- You shouldn't run him down like that.

No, Mrs. Charles.

Nickie's doing something.

Well, I guess I won't need this anymore.

- Do you mind?

- No. Make yourself at home.

What's the matter?

What have you got?

Asta's bone.

You shouldn't leave it around.

You're older, you ought to know better.

- A baby.

- Yeah.

- Is it yours?

- Yes.

- What do you know. Is it a boy?

- Certainly.

- What is it there?

- Say hello to Mr. Binder.

- Can he talk?

- A few words.

I ought to rate one of them.

How about it? Come on, see.

What's the matter?

I was just trying to think

who he looks like.

- Anyone I know?

- I got it. It's the missus.

Why didn't you tell me you had a kid?

Well, you know.

You don't have to feel that way about him.

He's all right.

You should see some of the monkeys

I've seen.

And the fathers are taking bows.

Feel better now, Mommy?

- How old is he?

- He'll be a year next Monday.

Monday? We'll throw him a party.

I'll get the mob to bring their kids.

What do you say?

We have to go to the country.

Yes. We don't quite know how long.

It's a date then. I'll get my brother

to let me bring his kids over.

He's got two of the cutest little tricks.

- That's very kind.

- Leave it to Creepsie, Mrs. Charles.

I'll throw you a baby party

you've never seen the like of.

Your father has such lovely friends.

That's all right. Think nothing of it.

Glad to do it.

- How much further is it?

- The house is a little way up the hill.

It's about a mile around to the gates.

Stop the car.

- We'd better not, Mr. Charles.

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Frances Goodrich

Frances Goodrich was born on December 21, 1890 in Belleville, New Jersey, USA. She was a writer, known for It's a Wonderful Life (1946), The Diary of Anne Frank (1959) and Easter Parade (1948). She was married to Albert Hackett, Henrik Van Loon and Robert Ames. She died on January 29, 1984 in New York City, New York, USA. more…

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