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[instrumental music]

[music continues]

(Goldie)
'"And then, the lodge itself set
deep in the forest primeval.'

"Here the guest may look from
this window

"and contemplate the beauties
of azure blue lakes Sanomi

"where finny denisons are bound
of veritable paradise

"for the pis-piscato...

- Piscatorialist?
- What is it a disease?

A piscatorialist, Goldie,
is a fishermen.

No kidding! I've been one all
the time and never knew it.

Gee, boss. As long as we're
gonna be piscatorialist

couldn't we be in Adirondacks
as well as in Bermuda?

You've never seen azure blue
water until you've cast

a line onto the
water of Bermuda.

So clear, you could drink it.

Ah, who's choice? Gee, we never
go where I wanna go.

Do I really seem
as selfish as that?

Alright, Goldie,
we'll go to the Adirondacks.

Yeah, you might think
where I wanna go once in a..

Boss, did you say... Oww!

I distinctly did not say, oww,
I said Adirondacks.

Boss, I'll never forget
about this.

Boy, it will be wonderful,
just the two of us.

Much as it will be a blow
to the fair sex.

We keep strictly to ourselves.

- No dames.
- No dames.

- Shake on it, no woman.
- Shake on it, no woman.

[door bell buzzes]

- That must be the bellboy.
- Oh.

Just the time, son, I'll give
you hand with the stuff.

You know, Goldie, I believe
you are right.

I guess this is the man's world.

Unless, you have to deal
with women

there's trouble you get into.

No dames.

Sure is hard to believe
that you are gonna

turn over a new leaf, boss

Horrible thought, isn't it?
Here.

Let me give you a hand
with this.

Oh, I can handle it now.

I can take everything.

- What about...
- Put that onto my arm, will ya?

Yeah.

[door closes]

Oh, I beg your pardon.

I am so terribly sorry.

That's alright.

Pleasure's all mine.

Boss, if I might be so bold
as to mention it.

- Remember, no dames.
- I was just window shopping.

Would you call a cab for me
please?

I want to go to the national
travel agency.

Yes, miss.

[whistle blows]

Now, we'd be delighted
to give you a lift.

No, thank you.
Cab will be alright.

That's a dame, now.

[car revving]

Sounds like
the lady's gonna travel.

Yeah, well, we're not
gonna wait to find out.

[car revving]

[car revving]

Boy, oh, boy.

What a day to be starting
a vacation.

The birds is flying.
The flowers are smelling.

The bees is-is..

Know what the bees be doing?

- Picking up some honey I guess.
- Picking up some honey.

Can't you ever get dames
off of your mind?

Oh, driver.

Yeah.

Shouldn't we be at
the travel agency now?

Take it easy, lady,
you'll get there.

But, don't they have a office
right in town?

Look, lady, just relax

and keep your mouth shut
and you won't get hurt.

Get hurt?

Where are you taking me?

Let me out of here.
Stop this cab.

Shut up.

Say, boss,
I meant to ask you before.

What is a finny denison?

A finny denison, Goldie,
is an ordinary fish.

- A fish?
- Mm-hmm.

Wouldn't you live in line?

(female #1)
'Help!'

Say, isn't that the girl
we met in the hotel?

Yeah, but what difference
does it make...

She's in a jam.

Oh, boss, no she ain't.
She's in a cab.

Look, we're on a vacation,
remember?

Vacation or no vacation,
I'm gonna catch that cab.

Hey, inspector, look. That cab
is certainly travelling.

Step on it, Joe. Let's find out
what this is all about.

- Holy smoke! A police car.
- Can't stop now.

Blow out.

[car revving]

[tires screeching]

- Hey, inspector, look.
- Come on.

- Oh, please help me.
- I'm gonna get that driver.

Wait, boss. Here comes the cops.

- Let them handle it.
- The police.

Well, if it isn't my old friend,
Inspector Cavanaugh.

- I don't wanna talk to police.
- But why?

Oh, I'll explain later.
But, please get me out of here.

- Please!
- Alright.

We'll get you to your hotel
but we'll have to hurry.

Hey, they got the girl
out of the car.

Looks like a kidnapping.

[car revving]

Hey, inspector,
here's something.

The dame must've left it.

Rent for stay at
Bradshaw Hotel.

- That's on the 68th street.
- Room 414. Okay boys.

We got a little call to make.

[doorbell buzzes]

Oh, Louisa, my dear, I was
beginning to worry about you.

- Come in please.
- Thank you.

Mr. Lawrence.

This is my uncle,
Enrico Braganza.

- How do you do, Mr. Lawrence?
- Good to know you.

(Braganza)
'Please forgive me for
keeping you standing.'

- Won't you sit down.
- Thank you.

Mr. Lawrence
is quite famous, uncle.

You might know him better
as the Falcon.

Goldie's been talking too much.

The Falcon, indeed.

Your reputation is not unknown
to us even in Brazil.

- We are doubly honored.
- Thank you again.

If you'll excuse me,
I'll freshen up a bit.

Of course.

- Cigarette?
- Thanks, no.

- Do you mind?
- Not at all, Mr. Lawrence.

- Nice case you have there.
- Yes.

Your niece tells me, you're
leaving for Miami tomorrow.

Yes, on business.

I'm sorry that
such a pleasant friendship

is likely to be so brief.

I share your disappointment,
Mr. Lawrence.

But many reasons
compel us to leave.

Might one of them
have caused Miss Braganza

to be the victim of
a kidnap attempt?

Kidnap?

I don't want to frighten you
but I think you should know.

It'll keep you on your guard.

This is most alarming.

I don't know what to say.
Just what did happen?

(Falcon)
'Your niece was apparently being
kidnapped by a cab driver.'

'I gave chase and ran him down.'

Unfortunately, he escaped.

Then, word is leaked out.

- They're after my formula.
- Your formula?

Yes. I have perfected
the formula

for the manufacture of
industrial diamonds.

- Ohh!
- Extremely valuable.

(Braganza)
'Those diamonds are used
for the most delicate'

'precision tooling,
glass cutting, so many things.'

Who do you think would be
interested in

getting hold of your formula?

- Several syndicates.
- I see.

May I ask what business is
taking you to Miami?

I am to meet Prof. Denison,
an old colleague of mine.

He has come up from Brazil

with information about
financial backing.

[door opens]

I must go down to
the desk to see about

our plane reservations.
Will you excuse me?

I should be leaving anyhow.
I'll go along with you.

- Goodbye, Mr. Braganza.
- Goodbye, Mr. Lawrence.

- We are very grateful to you.
- Not at all.

[tense music]

I hope my reservations
are ready. The...

Did you lose something?

I must've left my
cigarette case in your room.

Oh, I'm so sorry. Do you
want me to send up for it?

Oh, no, I-I'll get it. I'll
only be a minute. Excuse me.

Alright. I'll wait for you
in the lobby.

Fine.

[tense music]

[doorbell buzzes]

Mr. Braganza?

[dramatic music]

And then the
mountain lodge itself

surrounded by
azure blue policemen.

And on a clear day,
you can see sing sing.

It's Falcon alright.

- Dead?
- No, but he is in bad shape.

Call the doctor.

- What did you do with it?
- Do with what?

The blunt instrument
will about fill the bill.

- Maybe, a gun butt.
- You are insane.

I am Inspector Cavanaugh.

The formula.

He was...after it.

- The Falcon.
- The Falcon, yes, what?

Denison.

Miami.

Without delay.

(Cavanaugh)
'I know, but the Falcon,
what about?'

Louisa.

The Falcon.

Put a call in for the coroner
and for the rest of the boys.

Now, listen you two.

You've been skating on
thin ice for a longtime.

I knew it would break
under you someday.

But, look, Cavanaugh,
I found him like that.

I forgot my cigarette case
and came back to get it and...

- So, you were here before?
- Sure.

I brought his niece home.
She introduced me to him.

What was the formula
he was mumbling about?

He told me he had a substitute
for industrial diamonds.

- Diamonds, eh?
- Mm-hmm.

I could see how that would
appeal to you.

Nice dreaming, inspector,
but if you'll just get ahold of

the man's niece,
she'll tell you that...

We're going downtown.

The whole force
will be laughing at you.

Too bad, you won't be
able to join in.

Come on.
Stay here.

Don't let anyone touch anything.

- Oh, Tom, I...
- Are you Miss Braganza?

Why, yes.

Louisa, something's
happened to your uncle.

My uncle.

Where are you going?

- Aren't you gonna question her?
- Yes, when I'm ready.

Come on.

Get in.

After you, inspector.

Get in and stop your clowning.

There's nothing funny
in your situation.

[car revving]

After him.

[car revving]

[tires screeching]

Nice work, Goldie.

It's always up to me
to get us out of trouble.

Well, now, get us out of here.

- Where to, boss?
- Hotel Bradshaw.

Okay.

Hotel Bradshaw?
We just came from there.

That's why we're going back.

It's the last place that
bloodhound will look for us.

Say, that's pretty smart of us.

Alright, so we're back.
Now, what?

- Louisa's uncles been murdered.
- Murdered?

Now, the police think we did it.

We? Where do you get
that we stuff?

I'll be right back.

On the coldest day
you can always enjoy

the warmth of nice,
cozy electric chair.

- Who are you?
- None of your business.

Are you an employee
of this hotel?

I am the police.

Police? What's happened?

I'm asking the questions.
Who are you?

I'm Helen Ray,
Miss Braganza's maid.

[knock on the window]

- Tom.
- Hello!

Oh, I'm so glad to see you.

- But why the window?
- Shhh!

Duncan.
The police think I did it.

- You?
- Mm-hmm.

Well, I don't know what to do.

I ought to go to Miami but

now I have to stay here,
at least until..

Oh, it meant so much to my uncle
to have his plans go through.

How can I help?

Well, that formula has to be
in Mr. Denison's hands

by Wednesday night.

- In Miami?
- Yes.

[knocking on the door]

Just a minute.

- Oh, Helen. Come in.
- Miss Braganza.

I'm so sorry about
what's happened.

'Who could've
done such a thing?'

I don't know.

(Helen)
'I'm sure the police
will find out.'

Could I get something for you?

Some coffee, perhaps.

No, thank you, nothing.

Very well.

[knocking on the door]

- Miss Braganza.
- 'Yes.'

We'd like you to come out
and answer a few questions.

I am not dressed,
I'm-I'm changing my clothes.

I'll be out as soon as
I put something on.

(Duncan)
'Okay.'

This is the formula.

What exactly do you want me
to do with it?

Well, take it to Mr. Denison.
His address is on the outside.

You'll know him when you see
him. He's-he's old and..

gentle looking
and-and rather sickly.

(Duncan)
'We're waiting for you.'

I'll be right out.

Is there any other way
I can recognize him?

Just that he doesn't smoke.
He has a very bad heart.

Good enough.

Miss Braganza,
you're keeping the law waiting.

Just a moment.

I wish I could tell you how
grateful I am and how much...

Save it for Miami.

I thought you were
changing your clothes.

Oh, ah, I changed my mind.

It would've taken too long.

That's a dame for you.

Comes in to change her clothes
and changes her mind, hmm.

[train horn blows]

- Yes, sir.
- Bourbon and water, please.

Make mine a double double.

- Yeah, they're both for me.
- Yes, sir.

This is a fine state of affairs.

I want to go to Adirondaks,
you want to go to Bermuda

we wind up going to Miami.

But, Miami is a wonderful place,
Goldie. Listen.

"See beautiful Biscayne Bay.

"Thrill to the horse races of
tropical farcourt highlier.

"Sit in trance beneath tropic
skies, while listening

"to concerts of the awe
inspiring municipal amphitheatre

in Brieswep Bayfront Park."

You ain't gonna get me to no
Brieswep concert, when I wanna...

(female #2)
Will you stop pestering me?

That isn't what you called it
when I paid your dinner check.

Well, I didn't ask you to pay
my check, you insisted.

- If you allow me I'll be very...
- Forget it.

- Have a little drink, huh?
- No, thanks.

I don't care for any.

Look, sister, you are not
brushing me off this way.

- 'Why don't you be nice?'
- Look.

Boss you're helping
one dame, now.

- We got in enough trouble.
- Let me go.

Boss, take it easy, if the guy
wants to buy her a drink

let him buy her a drink.

Perhaps, you're right.

[train chugging]

Your berths
all ready now, gentlemen.

- Thank you.
- Yes, sir.

If you'd have told me this
morning we'd be on a train

heading for Florida, I'd have
laughed in your face.

It's the unexpected things in
life that give it spice.

Yeah? Well the supper boy thing
ain't gonna get me no spice.

[thuds]

See, what I mean.

- How dare you come in here?
- We're all alone here, baby.

You don't have to be
fancy with me.

Leave this compartment at once.

Oh, take it easy.
Here, have a little drink.

- 'I brought my own bottle.'
- This is one train, ain't it?

You got any idea how many
revolution them wheels

underneath revolve in a
revolution per minute.

If you don't leave this room,
I'm gonna call the conductor.

What's the matter?
Ain't I classy enough for ya.

'Baby, I'm staying right here.'

Oh, boss, no more dames please.

I might bend at knees,
standing up across the joints

is kind of stiff,
I'm begging ya.

But she maybe in trouble.

If she's in trouble,
she'll scream.

[woman screams]

Goldie, you are a genius.

- What do you want?
- Your departure and quickly.

He forced his way in,
I asked him to leave.

- You heard the lady.
- What business is it of yours?

We are next door and you are
disturbing our sleep.

Nobody is talking to you, baldy.

Baldy..

You do want him to leave,
don't you?

- Please.
- The lady said, please.

Uh, Goldie.

Hey, lay off you..

Okay, okay, I'll go.

Wise guys, huh?

Stuff I had to get these days!

I don't know how to thank you.
He was rather insistent.

Oh, that's quite alright.

Come on, boss,
let's hit the hay.

- Uh, goodnight, Miss..
- Blanding, Doris Blanding.

My name is Tom Lawrence
and my weary

friend here is Goldie Locke.

Well, you both been
more than kind.

Well, it's a habit with him
when a good looking...

Uhh-duh. Bedtime, Goldie.

- Oh, please, I-I wonder...
- Yes.

Would it be imposing too much
to ask you to stay?

Emphatically, not.

- Me too?
- Yes.

Wouldn't that be a bit crowded?

No, you see, I'll be sleeping
in your compartment.

In our compartment? That's the
wackiest thing I ever heard.

You are afraid he might
come back?

Well, I am a little
frightened of him.

- Perhaps, that's silly.
- If you are nervous.

By all means
use our compartment.

- Goldie, get the pajamas.
- Anything for some sleep.

I'll see you to the room.

I'm sure you won't have
any trouble now.

Oh, thank you so much,
Mr. Lawrence.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight, Miss Blanding.

Thank you too, Mr. Locke.

Pleasure's mutual.

[train chugging]

[tense music]

[knocking on the door]

- Did you get it?
- No.

It wasn't in the luggage.
I searched thoroughly.

That means they
got it with them.

Yes, they did take one bag.

Well, you know what to do.

Now, look this stuff
will keep them

dead to the world
for at least an hour

before it goes out
through the ventilator.

And baby, we won't need
half that much time.

Good luck.

[dramatic music]

I wonder if you
could help me, please.

I've locked myself out of
my compartment.

Surely, you are in compartment
C, aren't you?

That's right.

Thank you very much.

[snores]

[tense music]

[snores]

[music continues]

[train chugging]

[bell dings]

First call for breakfast!

Boy, I've never slept like this.

Hey, boss, you up? Hm?

Boss, boss!

- What's all the shouting for?
- I didn't see you down there.

I thought you fell off
the train or something.

You're gonna dress quickly
or we're gonna miss breakfast.

Not me, brother, I'm starved.

I'm gonna have orange juice,
eggs and hot cakes..

and aspirin.

Aren't you gentlemen
in the wrong compartment?

Oh, we exchanged compartments
with Miss Blanding last night.

- You did?
- 'Mm-hmm.'

Well, that's funny.

This is the door I opened for
her when she locked herself out.

What, she locked herself out?

- 'She sure did.'
- Where is she now?

Well, she got off at Savannah.

We pulled in there at
5:15 this morning.

Oh, now that we lost Miss
Blanding, you can give me

that envelope
I gave you last night.

Yes, sir.

Just a minute, here.

- Thanks a lot.
- Thank you, sir.

Say, what is this?
I don't get it.

Pretty simple, Goldie.

Miss Blanding wanted to exchange
compartments, didn't she?

- She sure did.
- So, I had to ask myself, why?

She could just as easily locked
her door to keep anyone out.

Obviously, she had
something else in mind.

- The formula?
- Exactly.

I thought I'd better take
some precautions.

Then, that envelope under your
pillow, it was a fake?

Mm-hmm. And it's disappeared.

Well, then,
we must've had a visitor.

(Falcon)
'Yes, the girl.'

Ah, dame is in trouble.

- How come we didn't hear her?
- You slept well, didn't you?

- 'Just like I was drugged.'
- It's my guess, you were.

Oh, what do you know?

Murders, notorious dames,
formulas, crooks.

If it keeps up like this,
I'll wind up in a padded cell.

[up-tempo music]

Beautiful Miami.

We start out lookin' for fish
and end up with oranges.

We'll get plenty of fishing once
we deliver that formula safely.

- Can't we deliver it now?
- No.

Mr. Denison doesn't expect
men until tonight.

Where are we going?

Might be better if I know
since I'm driving.

We're going to Denison's place,
24 Palm Drive.

Won't hurt to take a look
before we leap.

I wish you'd have looked before
you leaped at that Louisa dame.

We wouldn't have to be
worrying about

where we're gonna leap now.

There it is number 24.

Keep going.
Pull around the corner and stop.

- What's the idea?
- See that woman?

That's Louisa Braganza's maid.

How'd she get down
here so quick?

Bu train, I guess.

Hey, boss, she's leaving.

Follow her.
I want to look around a bit.

Meet me for dinner
at the Patio Club.

Patio Club, okay.

[up-tempo music]

[crowd cheering]

Go on, go on, go on, go on.

Oh, lost again.

[instrumental music]

♪ I can see
a secret rendezvous ♪

♪ A table set for two ♪

♪ With candle light and wine ♪

♪ They will share a whole
familiar tune ♪

♪ A strain of claderon ♪

♪ With candle light and wine ♪♪

- Good evening, sir. Table?
- Yeah.

Uh, looking for Mr..,
uh, there he is. It's this one.

There he is.

- Hello, boss.
- It's 7:35.

- Where have you been?
- What a day!

What a day! I'm starved.

Lobster thermidor,
shrimp a la newburg

rack of lamb, fillet mignon,
beef stroganoff

I'll have one of each. Waiter?

Goldie,
what about Louisa's maid?

Oh, that dame.
She led me a dog's life today.

I followed her like you told me.
And where did she go?

Out to that flea circus,
they call the dog races.

Well, go on. What happened?

What could happen?
I lost 20 bucks.

Boss, what's beef stroganoff?

Goldie, please,
what about Helen?

Oh, ha, she met
some guy out there

and on went to the racing dogs,
the pup was all they

talked about.
I got close enough to hear.

Then, they went
to a park trailer.

Was getting late, so,
I breezed and came right here.

Racing dogs
and industrial diamonds?

It's a strange combination.

What could they have to do
with each other?

I don't know but I know
what I'm gonna

do with that lobster thermidor.

- Waiter, I want lobster...
- Goldie.

I'm sorry, but you'll have to
wait for dinner.

- Ah, boss!
- Thank you.

It's time we were at Denison's.
Come on, let's go.

[Goldie groans]

Lobster thermidor.

[instrumental music]

Now remember, if I'm not out
in fifteen minutes

break in, I'll be needing help.

Okay, boss.

- Mr. Denison?
- Yes.

- I am Tom Lawrence.
- Oh, yes, of course.

Come in, please.
I-I've been expecting you.

Louisa wired me.

You..

- You have it?
- Yes.

Hm, Enrico's death..

[sighs]
It was dreadful news to me.

I understand you were able to
interest capital

in marketing this formula.

Yes, yes.

It was my friend Enrico's
lifetime dream

to exploit his discovery.

I did all I could to further it.

You...you'll excuse me if
I seat myself.

I..

I'm not a well man,
Mr. Lawrence.

I understand and I'm sure
we'll be able to

finish this very quickly.

But I..

Yes, of course.

Do..

Do you have a cigarette,
Mr. Lawrence?

Cer..

Certainly.

I hope you like the brand.

I am sure I shall, thank you.

Your most understanding
of an old man's

idiosyncrasies, Mr. Lawrence.

'Some people might dismiss
the vagaries of ages.'

Mere hypochondria,
but you can see deeper.

Light 'em.

Excellent, excellent,
Mr. Lawrence.

'Uh, quite soothing to
a nervous man.'

Well, I better be going.

I'm stopping
at Miami Palms Hotel.

If you drop by, I'll turn
the formula over to you.

Oh, it was-it was my impression
that you brought it with you.

I couldn't take that chance.

I had to be sure,
you were the right man.

Commendable caution,
Mr. Lawrence..

but inconvenient.

However,
you leave me no recourse

but to do as you request.

I'll be expecting you.

(Mike)
'Me too.'

(Falcon)
'Something new has been added.'

Mr. Lawrence, these men have
been threatening me all evening.

Take it easy, Lawrence.
He likes to use that rod.

Slugging helpless men
seems to be your specialty.

He had it coming.

I know how he tipped you
off with that cigarette gag.

I knew he didn't smoke.

- Brilliant.
- Alright, Lawrence.

- Give me the formula.
- Get off the beam, my friend.

- You better hand it over.
- I haven't got it.

You heard me tell Denison,
I had it back at the hotel.

Sure, we heard you
tell him that..

after he gave you
the tip off.

Frisk him, Benny.

Get 'em up.

- Don't you, don't you, Mike.
- Stay where you are.

No further, Mr. Lawrence.

Keep him covered, Benny.

This mugger got
to be taught a lesson

he won't forget in a hurry.

That's enough, Mike.

He wasn't kidding.
The formula is not on him.

- Mike?
- What?

The old guy is dead.

Are you crazy? That little slap
I gave him couldn't have...

- He had a bad heart.
- I'm getting out of here.

- Wait a minute.
- What are you doing?

Putting in a call
for the police.

Have you gone dafty?

Let 'em find these two
together.

Lawrence will need plenty of
time to explain this set up

he'll be too busy
to bother with us.

They'll keep the cops busy too
in the wrong direction

which will be right for us.

Well, he won't need these
where he is going.

Hello, police headquarters?

'Let me talk to the homicide
bureau I wanna report a murder.'

[instrumental music]

Boss!

Maybe 15 minutes was too long.

Looks like it.

The guy you came to see?

Was.

Cops!
They supposed to come in here?

Maybe. We can't afford
to take a chance.

Come on, let's
get out of here, this way.

[intense music]

What's it look
like to you, boss?

Looks like, we've moved.

Yes, you're right.

[intercom buzzes]

Yes?

(male #1)
'Inspector Cavanaugh and
Lieutenant Duncan'

'of the New York police
department here to see you.'

Cavanaugh and Duncan!
Well, send them in.

- Glad to see you, boys. Hi.
- Hello, Evan.

- Sit down.
- Thanks.

So, the Falcon and
his sidekick are down here.

They sure get around.

What's this about they're being

involved in another murder?

This is Lawrence's wallet.

It was found beside
the victim's body.

- Still no trace of him, eh?
- No.

He slipped through our fingers.
He is smart, alright?

Maybe too smart
for his own good.

He'll trip himself up sometime.

I wish I knew how.

He has two soft spots.

Pretty woman and night clubs.

Is that so?

Well, you can count on us.
Where do we start?

Night clubs are no good
without pretty women.

So, we'll start with the women.

One in particular.

She flew down
on the same plane with us.

Her name is Louisa Braganza.

[telephone ringing]

Hello.

Yes.

Who?

[sighs]
Mr. Lawrence.

- Where are you?
- Still in Miami.

And the police are giving me
a warm welcome.

Yes, I...I read about
Mr. Denison's death.

I'm so sorry, you were involved.

- But the formula...
- I've still got it.

You better meet me
in the lounge at the patio club.

Tonight at 8:00.

[chuckles]
No, I'll be careful.

I've had some dealings
with the police before.

Yeah, alright.

Bye.

[sighs]

Okay, what's next?

You wait at the hotel room.
I'm going out to the dog track.

Dog track?
Boss, don't bet on 'em.

People there ain't got no
respect for a guy's bank roll.

The only real lead we've got is

Helen and that man
she talked to.

I might be able to
find out a few things.

Where is that trailer
you told me about?

It's the green one parked right
near the track entrance

you can't miss it.

Good, I'll see you back
at the hotel.

[doorbell buzzes]

Miss Braganza?

- Yes.
- I'm Kenneth Sutton.

Oh, yes. Mr. Denison's friend.

Please come in.

Sit down, won't you?

I read of your arrival,
Miss Braganza.

And I was hoping to meet
your uncle.

His death must have been
a great shock to you.

You have my deepest sympathy.

You didn't know my uncle?

Only through Mr. Denison
who interested me

in the idea of financing
your uncle's formula.

Are you still interested
in the formula

in spite of what's happened?

Certainly, I've been delaying

my trip to Brazil because of it.

But I only called today
to pay my respects.

We can talk business
in a few days.

How long do you propose
to stay here?

Well, I-I wish to return home
to Brazil as soon as possible.

Then why not make the trip with
me in my yacht.

There'll be other guests,
there's plenty of room.

That'll be wonderful.

I shall be delighted
to have you aboard.

[laughs]
You know, I'm terribly curious
about that formula.

May I see it?

I'm sorry,
I-I don't have it just now.

I won't have until this evening.

Oh!

I understand.

Your caution is very
commendable.

Here's my telephone number,
will you call me?

Yes, tomorrow probably.

Thank you, goodbye,
Miss Braganza.

Goodbye, Mr. Sutton.

♪ Dreaming with the
light blonde hair ♪

♪ I dream of dreaming with
the light blonde hair ♪♪

Light brown hair, senor.

You'll sing it your way,
I'll sing it mine.

- 'Hey where did you come from?'
- Behind the door.

It's amazing what you find
behind doors.

I have no time for joking,
senor.

- Where's the formula?
- Yes, we haven't got all day.

Say, ain't you
Louisa Braganza's maid?

Look, senor. I'm not going to
waste a lot of time.

You'll give me that formula
or do I call the police?

Police? Maybe you ain't got
all your marbles.

You're holding me up, remember?

The police might be
interested in knowing

where you and
the Falcon are hiding.

Call them.

Wait, don't be so impetuous.

Cross my heart and hope to die.
I ain't got it.

Then Senor Le Falcon has.

No, sir, help me,
the dame's got it.

- Your boss, Miss Braganza!
- You're lying.

Look bud,
I got an honest face, ain't I?

Senor, the best that can be
said for it is, it's your face.

[bangs]
I know, it must be here.

(Falcon)
Don't let me spoil
your little party.

- Boy! Am I glad to see you?
- That's him, it's the Falcon.

Yeah and you better
give that to Goldie.

Under the circumstances, senor,
I-I think you're right.

They're after
the formula, boss.

You certainly picked
the wrong place to look for it.

What are you
going to do with us?

Frankly, I'd like
an explanation.

- Who is this man?
- This is Paulo, my husband.

That's the guy she met
at the dog track.

I am very pleased
to meet you, senor.

I'm pleased to meet you.

My pigeon don't you think that
we should tell him...

Tell him nothing.

Perhaps you'll talk
to the police.

You're not kidding me.

You won't go near the police.

Not while they want me for
murder, no.

But after I've turned you two
in, they won't want me.

Senor, what are you saying?

Are you accusing me
of those murders?

Why not?

You were in the better spot
than anyone else.

Working for Braganza and
knowing about the formula..

I even saw you hanging around
the Denison place.

No, no, I didn't kill anyone.
I swear I didn't!

Helen, you must tell him
the trouble.

Alright.

I did know about the formula.

My husband had lost all our
money at the dog track.

So, you flew down to Miami

to get to Denison before anyone
knows.

"One good way to get
a lot of money

with that formula," she say.

One good way to get a bullet
in the head, I say.

You're up against some of the

most murderous
competition available.

You might've
got yourselves killed.

Killed?

But it's not very healthy.

(Falcon)
'I agree.'

I told you, we should not
get mixed up in this.

Now, look you two.

If you take my advice,
you'll get

as far away from here as
possible.

Well..

I still don't know what
we're going to do.

We still need money.

Aw, don't feel bad.
Lots of people need money.

There's a dog racing season
starts in Havana next week.

If I stake you, will you pull
out of my end for your own good?

Oh, si, si, anything,
Senor Falcon.

Y-you are most gracious.
I thank you.

My wife thanks you and my dog
Rozario, she thanks you too.

How can a dog thank you?

[instrumental music]

She don't know it but she makes
the right kind of bait

to catch the Falcon with.

Gentlemen, I have a table for
you. If you please..

Hey, boss. Look!

(Falcon)
Inspector Cavanaugh.

- How'd they get here?
- Trailed us, I guess.

I doubt it. Louisa's up there
at the promised drill time.

It's a trap, we better scram.

You wait outside,
I'll take care of this.

Cavanaugh, telephone for you.

Cavanaugh speaking.

Hello, inspector.
This is homicide.

We picked up the Falcon.

Yeah, he is over here now.

Good, be right over.

Yeah.

We got the Falcon
at the head quarters. Come on.

- 'Your check, sir.'
- 'Oh, yeah.'

- Keep the change.
- Thank you.

There's one. Hey, taxi!

Police headquarters.

[engine revving]

I can't help wondering
how they caught the Falcon.

Did they say whether they nabbed
that fat headed ape

that trails along with him?

No, they didn't.

Boy, that Goldie
character slays me!

'I've seen monkeys in the zoo,
with more brains'

'in their tails
than he's got in his head.'

(announcement)
'Calling cars
27, 36 and 41.'

'Calling cars 27, 36 and 41.'

'Pick up stolen taxicab.'

[squeaks and halts]

Driver, what's the matter?

- Can you drive, bud?
- No.

It's about time you learned.

[instrumental music]

Look, Tom Lawrence
with Louisa.

Wait in the car,
he mustn't see you.

Well, perhaps
all this trouble will end

when I've disposed off
the formula.

May I have it now?

I really shouldn't give it to
you, it'd be dangerous.

Perhaps so,
but still I must have it.

But you'll just be inviting
more violence.

Your uncle had the formula
and he was killed.

Denison was expecting it
and he is dead.

'Do you need any more proof?'

Your concern is very flattering.

But I insist.

Well..

Alright, it's your formula

but I'm afraid, we're both
making a mistake.

(Falcon)
'Friend of yours?'

Oh, yes, Mr. Sutton.

The man Mr. Denison was
negotiating with.

You know about financing
the formula.

Oh!

Well, goodbye, Mr. Lawrence.

Thanks again for everything
you've done.

Goodbye, good luck.

Well, Miss Braganza.
This is very fortunate.

I've been trying to reach you
at your hotel.

Some urgent business matters
have come up

and I have to leave
earlier than I expected.

Could you possibly be ready
to sail tonight?

- Tonight?
- Yes.

Why, yes, I think so.

'I'm anxious to get home
as soon as possible.'

Good, good.

I'll drop you to your hotel,
so you can pack

and my car will call for you
in about an hour.

Miss Blanding,
this is Miss Braganza.

How do you do?

[car revving]

Doris Blanding.

[engine starts]

Good night, thanks for
a very pleasant evening.

(Mike)
'Going somewhere?'

Well, if it isn't my
strong-arm friend.

Never mind the cracks.

Let's go.

Where to?

You'll find out.

Get out.

Tell me, who's in behind this,
who hired you?

Wouldn't do you any good
if I told you.

Come on, get out!

[thuds]

[grunts]

[bangs]

No.

[grunts]

[engine starts]

[instrumental music]

- Can I have my hat, please.
- Your check, please.

I haven't got it but it's
that Grey one right there.

Well, alright.

Hey, boss!

Where you been? You look like
you had a brush with the cops.

I'll explain later.
Louisa's in danger.

I'm gonna call and warn her.
You wait here.

[shoveling]

- Ow.
- Hello.

Oh, you talk like an American.
What're you digging for?

Turtle eggs.

Turtles don't come in eggs,
they actually come in shells.

Mm, look turtle alright,
this one should've been told

not to sit so heavy.

What do you do, make a living
selling these things?

No, I work
at the Indian village.

Everybody knows me, I'm Jimmy.

(Goldie)
'Yeah? What do you do
down there?'

Wrestle alligators.

Wrestle alligators?
What are you givin' me?

An alligator don't know a
half-nelson from a toe-hold.

Are you sure, she checked out?

Well, did she leave
any forwarding address?

Oh, I see. Thank you.

I've seen Lady Stevedore's
boxing kangaroos

and dancing bears but if I ever
see a wrestling alligator

I'll go on the wagon.

We're in a fine fix now.

You mean,
worse than what it was?

Mm-hmm.
Louisa checked out of her hotel

ten minutes ago and didn't leave
any forwarding address.

Checked out and left us holding
the bag for two murder raps?

We've got to find out where
Sutton's taking her.

But just how you gonna do that?

I don't know.

Hey, tourist!

Here's my business card.

Come, watch me work some time.

Watch him, work!

Fine work wrestling alligators.

Wrestling?

Yeah, I guess he ain't got
all his marbles.

Let me see that card.

I can't understand Sutton
wanting to meet us here.

I can't either but that's what
the telegram says, come on!

Ooh, alligators, I can't
stand the big slimy things.

Me either,
they give me the creeps.

- Are you Miss Blanding.
- Who are you?

Mr. Sutton says you
to follow me, please.

Alright, get ready, Goldie.

Now I know how Jonas felt,
only he had a bigger apartment.

Oh, hurry up, Goldie.

Oh, just one more thing.

What am I, a boy alligator
or a girl alligator?

(Falcon)
'Goldie!'

But, boss, it makes a difference

even to an alligator.

Mr. Sutton?

Mr. Sutton?

How did I do?

Tom Lawrence!

I thought you might like
to see me again.

Last time you left so suddenly

I didn't get a chance
to say goodbye.

What do you want with us?

Just a little information.

- The guy is crack, let's go.
- Uh-huh.

Not so fast.

[Goldie imitates alligator]

What's that?

Alligators. They spend
the night in there.

Nice little playmates if you
don't get too close to them.

'Take a look.
You too, Miss Blanding.'

Not me, I just get sick
looking at them.

Feeling isn't mutual.
They'd love to see you.

Come on, get in there.

[lock clicks]

[Goldie imitates alligator]

[screams]

(Falcon)
'I wouldn't do that, Benny.'

You got no right
to hold us here.

Then start talking.

I'll tell you anything you wanna
know but just keep that

creeper away from me indoors.

Alright, Benny.

What's your connection with
Sutton and who is he?

He's the head of an industrial
diamond organization.

He was afraid Braganza's formula
would put him out of business.

So, he tried to get rid
of the formula

and everybody connected with it.

- Yeah, yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

What's Sutton done
with Miss Braganza?

He's got her on his yacht, the
Sea Star down at the city dock.

It sails tonight
for South America.

Oh, I get it.

After you sail her...dark night

a convenient accident
and Louisa's out of the way.

- Yeah, but I-I-I...
- 'Hey, boss.'

This head is leaking. I nearly
drowned. Help me get out of it.

It's a frame up.

That's a phony creep...

Nice work.
You nearly spoiled the act.

[grunts]
Get in there and tie up Doris
while I take care of Benny.

If you ever tell my friends
about this...

If we don't save Louisa,
you won't have any friends.

Alright.

Jimmy, quick, get to the nearest
phone, call the police

and tell them
the Falcon will be on a yacht

called the Sea Star
at the city dock.

Sea Star, city dock, yes, sir.

Right, come on.

Let's take Benny's car.
It's faster.

[engine starts]

[suspenseful music]

(Sutton)
'Geary!'

Did you locate them?

They left Doris's apartment
a couple of hours ago.

Should've been here by now.

I would've cleared up this

Braganza business.

Wasted enough time.

[engine revving]

I hope Jimmy makes
that call all right.

What if he don't?

Boy, if I ever get to be
an old man, it'll be a miracle.

[knocking]

(Louisa)
Yes.

Just came by to see

that you're comfortable.

I am, thank you.

It's a beautiful cabin.

I'm looking forward
to a wonderful trip.

You know you've been under
a great strain.

I'm sure you'll find
the sea very relaxing.

I'm sure of it.

I think you should put
all of your worries

completely out of your mind
for a few days.

There'll be plenty of time
to talk of business

when you're rested.

You're very considerate.

Thank you, now see you
in deck shortly.

Oh, dear, I-I...knew
I'd forget something.

Would it inconvenience you very
much if I went back on shore?

- On shore?
- Oh, yes, I..

Well, it'll only take about
15 minutes and..

but it's really
very important.

I'm sorry, Miss Braganza.

I can't permit you to leave.

You can't permit me?

I think I make myself
quite clear.

I'm restricting you
to your cabin.

Mr. Sutton,
I-I don't understand.

I didn't intend to bring this up
until we were at sea

but your anxiety to go to shore
was a little too obvious.

I want that formula.

And I want it now.

I haven't got it.

Oh, I see.

Geary?

Well, if you haven't
got it, I'm sure

you won't mind my looking
through your cabin.

- Called me, Mr. Sutton?
- Yes. Watch Miss Braganza.

[intense music]

I wish we could get some more
speed out of this scrape.

You're going fast enough now.

Do you want me to get out
and push?

I think we can persuade
Miss Braganza

to tell us where the formula is
once we're at sea.

- Tell 'em to get under way.
- What about Benny and Doris?

We've waited long enough,
if they're not here

it's unfortunate for them.

If the formula is not in
the cabin, it must be on you.

No.

You've exactly one minute
to give it to me.

Otherwise, I should be forced
to take it from you myself.

By the same method you used
on my uncle and Mr. Denison?

If necessary.

[tires screeching]

Let down the hatch!

Hey, get the spring, man!

'Take off the bowline.'

'Make fast everything, on deck.'

- Look, they're sailing off.
- Yes, we're gonna stop them.

We can't take care of them
alone. Let's wait for the cops.

We don't have the time.
Come on, let's go.

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

It's the Falcon.
He is coming aboard.

Falcon?

[music continues]

[splashes]

[music continues]

I think you'll want this man.

Louisa, where are you?

[thudding]

Oh, Tom.

We had a little excitement
up there.

I am sorry,
I did make a mistake.

Is...this a mistake?

You've got a lot of explaining
to do, Lawrence.

With pleasure but I think

Sutton's gonna do
most of the talking.

- Hey, boss, you alright?
- Goldie, you're all wet.

Oh, you'd be too, if you got
knocked into the ocean. Hm.

Hey, boss. Look.
A finny Denison.

Oh, you should've seen the one
that got away!

[all laughing]

[upbeat music]