Harry and Walter Go to New York Page #3

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They would require practice

to become oafs.

- Did you bring the plans?

- Right here.

You know, I stood right there with

Spangler while he drew them from memory,

12 hours after he'd burned

the original.

Imagine, Mosler's own designer

selling us the blueprints

of the Crisp

invulnerable bank.

Marvelous. Exquisite.

Come over here, Jack.

- And all from memory?

- Mm-hmm.

Brilliant. Take the other side

of the picture, Jack.

You did give him

the $20,000, didn't you?

With my own hands.

And now he's probably

halfway to Tahiti.

The man's an artist.

A true artist.

They are beautiful.

There's no denying.

But you know, Adam,

$20,000 is a lot of money...

to be investing

in revenge.

Revenge, Jack?

You don't really think that I would stoop

to anything as petty as revenge, do you?

That guy just stole

my hair.

Back.

I keep the wrong door.

It's a joke, Jack. See ya.

I wish you'd be a little more

careful with the hair, Harry.

I found a lock of it

in my soup last night.

Keep your soup

away from my hair.

Hey.

What do you think

of our new ad?

"Special. A lock of hair from the head

of Adam Worth, the emperor of thieves.

Souvenir buttons

from his shirts" da, da, da.

"All for 25 cents. Hurry, hurry, hurry."

You oughta be ashamed, Harry.

Ashamed.

Never mind.

We got a business to run.

Um, Walter, my, uh

my eyes are very tired.

Could, uh could you

read this for me, please?

"Dear Mr. Worth. I want to be

just like you when I grow up,

so I broke into my big brother's

piggy bank and stole 25 cents

to send to you

for your picture.

Sincerely, Fred Dooley.

Age 12, writ by hand."

- Ah, that's beautiful.

- It's criminal, Harry.

One genuine autographed picture

coming up for little Fred Dooley.

Give him a good button,

Harry.

Is that nice?

Difficult?

Maybe impossible.

But the challenge,

Mr. Crisp, is irresistible.

Hey, Walter.

What do you think, huh?

Will you take that off?

He's gonna kill us, Harry!

Stop it! He's studying

them diagrams. Stop it.

Harold, Walter,

come in here!

- Mr. Worth?

- At your service, sir.

Would you call

this glass clean?

No.

I'm sorry, sir.

- Uh, we'll have it shined right up.

- Yes, sir.

Why don't you shine it

on your jacket?

Oh! Oh, he was just

trying this on for size, sir.

- It's a beautiful garment.

- Yes, sir.

I noticed that last week last week

when you had it on, sir, uh,

it was a little snug, and I thought

if I just moved the buttons just...

Speaking of buttons.

What's happened to all

the buttons on my shirts?

Buttons? Uh, sir...

Oh, it must be

the laundry, sir.

They've been

They're very...

The laundry.

Lord knows, I spoke to them, sir.

I'm sure that they're not hand...

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