Dick Tracy Page #5

I think Lips Manlis is dead, and|I want you to tell me who killed him.

Or maybe you weren't on his side.|Whose side are you on?

The side I'm always on.|Mine.

- No grief for Lips?|- I'm wearing black underwear.

You know, it's legal for me|to take you down to the station and|sweat it out of you under the lights.

I sweat a lot better in the dark.

I know how you feel. You don't know|if you wanna hit me or kiss me.

- I get a lot of that.|- Look, you're safe.

Big Boy's in jail. You're the one|that can keep him there. Give me a call.

You can do a little two-step

I'll go anywhere that you step to

'Cause now I'm followin' you

My feet

Might be fallin' out of rhythm

- Don't know what I'm doin' with 'em--|- My gosh. What time is it?

- It's 6:
30.|- I have to get to the greenhouse.

- I've got those new delphiniums|coming in.|- Oh.

Pat says he's gonna|call the orphanage today.

- Tracy, you might try watering those.|- Tess.

- Mm-hmm?|- Thanks for watchin' the kid.

- Night, Tracy.|- Uh, Tess.

You know, you're one in a million.

Romance him if he begs you to

Now I'm followin' you

Oh, Tracy, good night.

Oh, by the way, Tracy,|have a good sleep.

Rompin'|Rompin' stompin'

I'm rompin'|Rompin' stompin'

I'm rompin'|Rompin' stompin' all day

- You tried the iodine transfer?|- Yes, Tracy.

- And the silver nitrate?|- Twice.

Big Boy Caprice's fingerprints|are not on those walnuts, Tracy.

Well, I had to take the gamble.|What is it, Sam?

Tess is waiting, boy's department,|Marshall and Bradbury.

She says she's not gonna|go for a drive in the country|with that kid if he's wearing

Police brutality, boys.|And this is the fifth time.

Lucky for me I don't bruise easily.

Mr Caprice, do you intend|to take legal action against the city|for false arrest?

Why should I blame the city|for something one man is doing?

This Tracy character's unstable.|The city should get rid of him.

- You mean,|if you don't get rid of him first.|- Who said that?

Hey, there's Fletcher!

"Law without order is as great a danger|to the people as order without law."

Jefferson.

How can I support|a maverick police detective...

who keeps making false arrests|of private citizens|and throwing them in jail?

- Tracy, I am district attorney--|- Tracy!

Tess can't get the kid to take off|these smelly clothes.

Chief, I am a candidate for mayor.

If you can't control Detective Tracy,|you'll just have to take him off duty.

Or I'll have to prosecute him|and take you off duty.

Tracy, Tess is havin' a terrible time|with this kid. What should I do?

Hey, hey, hey! Come here!|Come here! Hey, come on!

- You don't have to wear|what Tess tells you to wear.|- No!

Come here! Where you goin'?|What are you runnin' away from?

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