Night and the City Page #4

Nikolas

pin 10 Stranglers...

all in same ring,

same time.

Well-- Well, yes,

I should think he could!

I would consider it a great honor if you

and Nikolas would have a drink with me.

Mr. Fabian,

you're a fine young man. I like you.

We'll drink to your great contemporary,

Heiterschmidt.

Young man,

you are too charming.

- Very well, young man.

- Fine. Fine.

You know, I have

a strange feeling...

that our meeting tonight

is, uh--

- Well, we'll talk over our drinks.

- Yeah, all right.

- Raise your elbow

- Raise your elbow! Raise your elbow!

Down she goes

Here's to La France

Here's to champagne

Empty your glass

Fill it again

Here's to the Frenchmen who knew

What to do with the grapes

that he grew

Here's to the sun

ripening the vine

Here's to the bottles

Holding the wine

Drink till the daylight

is dawning

Here's to

Tomorrow morning

- Like it, my love?

- Yes.

Yes, it's nice.

Thank you, Phil.

I've long thought it

appropriate...

that the wife of the owner

of the Silver Fox...

should wear

silver fox.

Not only generous,

but a sense of humor.

Then you won't mind rewarding

my generosity and wit...

with a kiss?

Yes, I--

I do have need

of humor, don't I?

Phil! Phil!

Phil. I hit it.

I hit it, I hit it, I hit it!

Hundreds! Thousands!

A fortune! Fabian Promotions!

Here, now.

What's all this?

- Wrestling. All-in wrestling.

- Eh?

I hold in the palm of my hand the means to

control wrestling in all London!

- Control wrestling?

- In all London.

- You?

- Me.

Dear fellow,

have you ever heard of a citizen called Kristo?

Know what I got in here, Phil?

Kristo!

No, you don't understand.

I've got Kristo where I want him.

Gregorious. See?

I've got Gregorious.

Oh, dear boy,

you'll be the death of me!

Listen, Phil! Hear me out! I've got Kristo stopped!

Gregorious-- Kristo's his son.

Don't you see?

Gregorious'll protect me from Kristo.

I only need a few hundred quid.

Just listen to me! You give me 400 quid,

I'll make you a rich man!

- Make me a rich m--

- Throw him out. Throw him out!

Oh! No.

Mustn't be unkind

to the dear boy.

I haven't laughed

so much in years!

You, big businessman,

Mr. Financial Wizard.

Do you know what it means

to earn 400 quid?

Let me see you

get it.

Get 300. 200.

Yes, why don't you get 200 of your own

and put it on that desk?

My husband will match it.

Right, Phil?

That's right.

Put 200 in and I'll match it.

All right, I'll get it! I'll get twice,

three times 400 and I'll fling it in your face!

Go on! Laugh!

Shake yourself to pieces!

I'll show you both!

I'll show everybody!

I'll be back with 200,

and you match it! I'll show you!

Harry, Harry, Harry. Can't you see

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