Harry and Walter Go to New York

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- Hey!

- Gimme a bag!

What's the matter?

There was a chicken

in my bag.

There was a chicken

in my bag.

I think we got the goose.

Hands.

Mm-hmm.

Very nice.

That's better.

Good.

Mm-hmm. Yes.

Perkins. Mm-hmm.

Mmm.

Marie, now what have I told you

about reading that rubbish?

I wasn't reading it, Mr. Worth.

I was just looking at your picture.

- It's nice, isn't it?

- Yes, isn't it?

Mr. Worth.

Ah, good morning, George.

Has my guest arrived?

He's at your table,

Mr. Worth.

You're looking a little peaked

this morning, George.

- Feeling all right?

- Champion, Mr. Worth. Just champion.

Ah, Mr. Crisp.

How nice to see you.

George, do you think you might bring us

some of Henri's blueberry muffins?

I didn't come here

to dine.

Is it the door?

It 'tis, isn't it?

It's the damage we did

to the door of your bank.

I take full responsibility.

I insist that you send the bill

for repair to my attorney.

I'm touched

by your generosity, Mr. Worth.

Deeply touched.

But Mr. Mosler of the Mosler

Safe Company has seen to it...

that our bank

is now invulnerable.

- Oh?

- Let's get on with it.

- As you wish.

- You have my securities?

I propose the standard

arrangement that we enjoy...

That we enjoy with every

bank president here in New York.

Naturally, we keep the cash.

We return the securities to you

for 15 cents on the dollar.

The one question that remains is

how much of a fee you yourself require.

Are you suggesting I bamboozle

my own board of directors?

Bamboozle?

What a quaint phrase.

I realize, of course,

that you've incurred certain expenses,

traveling here to retrieve

your securities,

but then I had to go all the way

to Massachusetts to rob your bank.

And you're going back.

But this time you're going to jail.

I beg your pardon?

Arrest him!

He's got the securities!

Adam Worth,

you're under arrest for the robbery

of the Commercial Bank and

Trust Company in Lowell, Massachusetts.

Sergeant O'Reilly.

- Is that revolver loaded?

- Oh, it 'tis, sir.

Well, put it away

before you hurt yourself.

But I can't.

He can't, Adam,

because I'm here.

Billy Gallagher,

detective extraordinary.

In the flesh.

But Billy,

this is New York.

And this is a Boston

bench warrant for your arrest.

I'm afraid you underestimated

Mr. Crisp, Adam.

He called me and me company

because he knows

that you own every cop

in New York.

All right, officer.

- I can't tell you how sorry I am.

- Don't feel badly, O'Reilly.

Contact my attorney and have him

cancel my steamer ticket.

Please don't cry, Marie.

I'm sorry, Mr. Worth.

There was nothing I could do.

Here, George.

Cheer up.

And for the love of God,

get yourself a new orchestra.

Mr. Crisp, whatever has

become of gentlemanly manners?

Gentlemanly manners!

You are a thief,

Mr. Worth.

Perhaps this will teach you not

to fool with Rufus T. Crisp!

It will teach me to be a little

less lenient with you next time, sir.

There won't be a next time

for you, Mr. Worth.

You'll be behind bars.

We shall meet again, Mr. Crisp.

You can bank on it.

What now, oh,

fantastic woman of the east?

What is it that I hold

in my hand?

I see...

I see a small, round object.

A locket.

A beautiful locket.

A locket.

Ladies and gentlemen, a locket.

And a beautiful one!

Here you are, my sweet.

How old are you?

- Twenty-one.

- I'll meet you in a half hour.

Lovely child.

Bless you.

Now, who else? Who else would

care to challenge the mystical gifts...

- of the great Madame Rabina?

- Right here!

I don't care,

it matters not to the madame.

Anyone at all?

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