Jimmy the Gent

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Hello, Mr Corrigan's office.

Mrs Greenbaum?

Oh, I thought I recognized your voice.

Hm? Oh, you want to know if Mr Corrigan

sent you that copy of your aunt's will?

Just a sec.

Hey, Jitters, has that gone out yet?

No it ain't. What do you think I am,

an octopus,

with a thousand hands or something?

Sure, Mrs Greenbaum, it's in the mail.

You're welcome.

Hello, Mr Corrigan's office.

You better run that Roger Clinton ad

in the Canadian papers, too.

Yeah.

Yeah, and repeat an ad on

Mrs Oppenheimer.

That's it, yeah.

Hello, hello,

Louie come in yet?

No, Mr Corrigan, he ain't come in yet.

No, well send that slug in

as soon as he gets here, will ya?

Sure, yeah, I'll tell him.

If that Louie knows what's good for him,

he'll never come in.

Hey, Bessie, has Louie come in yet?

Not yet. When you hear something drop,

that'll be Louie.

No, Mr Corrigan, I did try his house.

Okay, I'll try it again.

Hello.

He's here.

Any calls for me?

Any calls? Where've you been?

Who wants to know?

Just a friendly interest.

The boss has been looking high and low

for you.

No fooling.

No fooling, he's sore as a boil.

Where have you been?

I've been out looking up an heiress.

Mr Corrigan's office.

His line's busy just now.

Hello, Jitters.

Get going, the boss is sizzling.

Don't worry, honey. I can handle him.

I'll bet.

You dumb dizzy dope.

You silly-looking ape.

Listen, Jimmy. Let me explain,

can't you?

I don't know keeps me taking a punch

at you.

You don't even know what

I'm gonna say.

Neither do you.

Honest, Jimmy.

I hope I never live to see

my mother alive.

You know those guys've been out

there since 8:
00 this morning?

Didn't you talk to them?

Talk to them, who me?

Without introduction? Is that the way

a gentleman conducts his office?

I'm sorry.

Where have you been?

Me?

Not me, you!

I was out looking up that Esme Bayard

heiress.

What heiress?

You know.

The one you gave me the lead on.

The heirs of the dame

that rocked off in the bathtub.

So what?

Well I finally located the tomato

that fits the description.

A beautiful girl.

I've been working on at nights.

Oh, nights, huh?

She fits perfect.

Yeah?

Blond, blue eyes,

about five foot three in her stockings.

Go on. And she's got a little mole

on her left hip.

Stop right there.

In the first place, it wasn't a mole,

it was a wart.

In the second place, it wasn't on the hip,

it was on the shoulder.

In the third place, it wasn't a dame,

it was a guy.

There must be some mistake.

Yeah, and that's you.

If I didn't need you to introduce me

to those guys out there...

I'd put the boots to you.

What are you doing to my chair?

Get out of there.

Look at your shirt.

Fix your tie, you simp.

Go on, get outside.

Get outside, go on!

Good morning, men.

Hi, Lou.

You two new guys,

I want you to meet the boss.

This is Mr Corrigan, boys.

A square little shooter.

That's Stew Hatkins and Eddie Marrigan.

Hi. Glad to know you.

A couple of right guys.

Hm-hmm.

The boss here wants to say

a word to you.

Sit down, boys. Everybody sit down,

have a seat.

Now look...

In the first place, you gotta get it

out of your head that this is a racket.

This is a respectable, high-class,

A number one business.

And you boys got a chance to make

some real dough.

Only you gotta watch yourself

to keep out of jail.

You see?

Now look, here's the idea.

Lying around in banks all over this country

there's a lot of money.

Millions of dollars willed to legal heirs

that can't be found.

Well, I find them.

And, for a small commission,

never more than 50%

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