Foolproof Page #3

So stand up...

- Ach!

Learn the angles.

Think, then rethink.

Formulate that perfect plan,

Harry...

with absolute confidence.

- Yes, that is right, my friend.

Oh, God.

- See you.

- Thank you for suggesting

we talk in private, Officer, uh...

- Detective, actually.

Well, we understand it can be

awkward having police drop by.

We try to stay low-key.

- And, uh, how can I help?

- Well, Mr. Kraft. Uh...

That with a "K"?

- Yeah.

- Mr. Kraft, we received a call

on our anonymous-tips line saying...

you might be able

to shed some light on a robbery

that occurred the night before last.

The target was a business

called Hamish International.

It's a jewellery wholesaler

on Spadina. Heard of them?

- Sorry. No.

- Uh, where were you

Wednesday night?

- Um, I was, uh, I was at my-my

place, um, from about 6:00, 6:15

until I left for work

the next morning.

- Anyone there with you?

- No.

- Girlfriend?

- No.

- Do you know a Helen Hayes?

- No.

- You've never heard

of Helen Hayes?

- No.

Yeah... Helen Hayes,

the actress.

Of course I've heard of her.

I, um...

what was the, uh,

what was the movie she was in?

The Love Bug movie?

- Herbie Rides Again.

- Yeah.

Yeah, that's it.

Um, what I meant to say

was that I don't know

any living person

named Helen Hayes.

And also that I'm sorry, uh...

I really don't think

that I can help you.

- There you go.

That's a boy.

Don't worry, Jaws,

I'm not going to forget you.

Kevin Kraft.

- Hello, Mr. Kraft.

Did you get my invitation?

- Uh, no, um,

I mean, I don't know...

Who-who's calling, please?

- I had it delivered

this morning.

Should be in yourtop drawer.

Check in with your paper clips.

Found it?

- Yes.

- Good. We'll get together

tonight, then.

- The take was over450,000

in diamonds.

I conned their insurance company

into sharing the claim file.

Every detail is in this report.

They did the alarm jump,

the safe burn, the acid job.

It's totally our plan.

Beat for beat.

- That little thief!

There should be a law.

- It's like Carmine Desouza,

the gangster chameleon.

He'd, um, visit mobsters

in Sing Sing

and, uh, trick them

into revealing

their uh, plans forfuture hits.

Then, he'd do the jobs himself.

Never an original idea.

They cut off his privates,

you know.

- Would you get a grip?

So, do you think

that's our mystery caller?

- He looks like a sentry.

- I could take him.

Oryou could keep

your hands to yourself.

We have no idea

what we're up against here.

And you, just... be cool, Rob.

Don't say a word.

Let's not give them anything more

than they already have.

Sam, no!

- The first punch

had better kill him.

That martial-arts crap is fine,

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