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Um, I'm Bama Dillert.

- What can I do for you, Mr. Dillert?

- Nothing.

I'm just here to welcome you

to Smitty's cocktail hour.

You sort of stuck the needle

in old Frank where it hurts.

You know, putting your money

in a bank that he ain't with.

- News sure gets around fast here.

- About the only thing in town that does.

Do you play any cards, Mr. Hirsh?

Some, why?

Well, it's just a few

of the boys and myself...

...we have a poker game now and then.

We'd kind of like to

have a little new blood.

- And new

money. - Mm-hm.

You don't mince words.

Well, I try not to.

But you gotta remember now, we're

just little old country boys.

We don't know the finer

points of the game.

But we aiming to learn.

And you know, you can always learn

from a fella that saves his money.

I won that dough from several guys.

Well, that's even smarter yet.

Case you're interested, we're having a

game here tonight in Smitty's backroom.

- I might just drop around, Mr. Dillert.

- Oh, I'll like that fine, Mr. Hirsh.

- Buy yourself a Quonset hut.

- Thanks.

Well, what can I show you, sir?

- Got something in nose rings?

- Hm?

Nothing too expensive. I know

a little kid in the Congo.

She gets restless.

Dave?

Yeah. Oh, come on in.

Just have to lock up the safe.

Be with you in a minute.

- It's a pretty fancy layout you got here.

- Oh, thanks.

Oh, this is my

secretary, Miss Barclay.

This is my wandering brother, Dave.

- How do you do, Mr. Hirsh?

- Miss Barclay.

Well, all set.

Apres vous.

- Bye, Miss Barclay.

- Goodbye, Mr. Hirsh.

Here we are right here.

Well, we had a terrific

fight to push it through.

I'm on the City Appointing

Commission, as you know.

And for a while it

was touch-and-go.

It would mean a great deal to the

town. Should bring a lot of business.

That girl, uh, very attractive.

- What girl?

- Your secretary.

I never really noticed. I make it

a rule not to, uh... with employees.

If you're getting any

ideas, forget them.

She's strictly a nice girl.

- All girls are nice, brother.

- Yeah.

You'll get no argument from me there.

Oh, uh, this is a funny question

to be asking your own brother...

...but you're not married, are you?

- Nope.

- Well. Guess we'll have to find you a girl.

Swell. Tonight soon enough?

Made up your mind what you're gonna

do now that you're out of the Army?

- Sure. Never to go in it again.

- Hm.

Lot of opportunities in

a small town, Davey...

...but me, if I was

starting out today...

...I'd head for one of

the metropolitan centers.

More room at the top.

- You hinting I leave here?

- No, no, no, Davey boy.

What I meant was that a man

ought to pick his spot...

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