Private Detective 62 Page #3

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Continental Hotel as man and wife...

and just went upstairs a couple

of minutes ago.

You're amazing, Hogan,

positively amazing.

I gotta have you down here

as a witness.

Certainly it's important.

A raid like this isn't any good

without witnesses.

Well, I er... had figured

on being busy tonight but er...

Business before business.

You ought to carry a horn too.

Telegram, please.

- Oh...

- Always right.

What do you mean?

You can't come in here...

Nothing at all, m'am, nothing at all.

We got everything we want, ain't we?

- What do you mean?

- Now just keep cool, calm and collected

What's the idea?

Oh, it's you...

Yes.

I'm afraid my partner has made

a slight mistake.

Mistake, what mistake?

Ain't this Mrs. Burns?

Sure this is Mrs. Burns.

Now shake hands with her husband.

That's a nice girl.

Sonny, I don't want to have all the fun.

Why don't you play with him for a while?

I don't suppose you by any chance you

remembered to buy the tickets back to town?

I got one ticket, alright.

One ticket, eh?

Sure, how many do you think I need?

Detective.

The only claim you've got to being

a detective is you've got big feet.

And they're flat.

Say, for the last time

I'm telling you...

Who ever heard of a man going

to Atlantic City with his wife?

Were you ever married?

-I was once, why?

- Where did you go for your honeymoon?

Atlantic City.

Tickets, please.

Look at that rain.

You ain't going to blame me

for that too, are you?

Tickets, please.

Tickets.

Ticket?

Say, what is this? A detective agency

or a dog pound?

Next time you forget your manners

I'm going to sock you.

What's the idea of this dog

stealing business anyway?

Well, we gotta eat, don't we?

Can you think of a better way?

- Than stealing dogs?

- What do you mean stealing?

Can I help it if a dog follows me...

and his owner offers a reward

for his return?

All I've got to say is we've either got

to get a new racket or a new rug.

It'll be a new both.

I got a guy coming here

in a little while...

that's got every racket in this town

in his vest pocket.

We're gonna get together.

And in six months we'll be turning down

more money than the mint can turn out.

- Who is he?

- Tony Bandor.

- The gambler?

- Right.

I'm gonna make a deal with him...

that'll have us riding around

in his 'panasouzas'.

Or his 'pana' patrol wagon.

Peerless Detective Agency.

Who? Mr. Hogan isn't back yet.

Peerless Detective Agency

Who do you want?

Mr. Free?

He isn't in. Would you like

to leave your name?

Betty, get off without your letter...

and bring me those photostatic

checkered papers, will you?

And put that in file 16.

Tell Mr. Free I got the dope

for that Wilson case.

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