If I Had a Million Page #4

If you loved rabbits the way I do,

you'd know how I felt.

My business with you has nothing

whatever to do with rabbits or pianos.

I have something here...

11:
10, indeed.

Who does he think he is?

When Peabody comes in,

send him to me.

Very good, sir.

- What?

- Look, it's...

You wait there, Theodore.

- Good morning.

- What the...? Peabody, you'll pay for that!

OK, Winky.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

- Charlie, keep track of everything.

- Smithers, call the police!

Yes, go ahead.

Call them all, call them all.

Oh, my soul!

Whoo! Whoo-hoo!

- I was told I'd probably find her here.

- Yup, here's where she hangs out.

Well, you can never tell

by looking at a guy, can you?

There she is, mister.

In the flesh.

Thank you.

- Are you Violet Smith?

- What about it?

- I want to talk to you.

- Talk? You wanna talk to me?

Isn't there someplace we can go?

Someplace where we can be alone?

I get it.

No, no! No!

No, it's nice down here.

We'll stay down here.

It's all right by me, mister.

There's a vacant booth over there.

The letter is in case

you have trouble with the cheque.

All right, wise guy.

What's the gag?

- There is no gag, I assure you.

- Don't give me that.

How would you like me

to call a cop?

My dear girl, you can call as many cops

as you like. That's perfectly legitimate.

I can't get it through my dome.

You mean that I...

In case you need me,

my number's on the letterhead.

Well, hello there, baby!

Well, come here.

Show Miss Smith to 1519.

- Are you sure it's the best in the house?

- We have none better.

- Are you Mr Sheldon's chauffeur?

- Yeah.

- I thought he had a coloured boy.

- He did, but he fired him.

Too much moonshine, I guess.

Pardon me just a moment.

- Mr Monroe.

- Yes?

What about this?

Shall I pay it?

If it isn't the work of that forger we've been

warned about, I'm crazy. Look at that n.

You're right.

It's a false cheque.

There he goes, Mike!

Come in.

- Are you Eddie Jackson?

- Who wants to know?

I do. I've been trying

to get in touch with you all day.

It looks like him, all right.

Only he was in a chauffeur's uniform

and didn't have a moustache.

Well, is he the guy or ain't he?

The identification has to be positive,

you know.

- I'm positive. He's the guy, all right.

- Great. He'll go up for life if we catch him.

- Life? For forgery?

- Sure. It's his fourth offence.

Sure it means life.

Locked up as long as he lives.

Yes, it's absolutely all yours.

Can I do what I want with it?

You can spend it exactly as you please,

young man.

When can I get cash on this?

I gotta blow town and I'm in a spot.

- Cash?

- Yes, I gotta have it.

It's my dough, ain't it?

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