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♪ Love On the borderline ♪

♪ It's messing With my mind ♪

♪ I just won't give you up

♪ I'm tired of falling Gettin' back up ♪

♪ See, I know One of these nights ♪

♪ He'll find me there

♪ When I'm in over my head With you ♪

♪ I don't care

♪ It's a fine mess That we're getting in ♪

♪ 'Cause we're alone tonight

♪ And there ain't No sign of him ♪

♪ It's a fine mess I don't know what to do ♪

♪ 'Cause I may wind up losing Baby, more than you ♪

♪ More than you

♪ Wait by the telephone

♪ One ring He's not home ♪

♪ Leave in the nick of time

♪ Girl, will you ever be All mine? ♪

♪ See, I know One of these nights ♪

♪ He'll find me there

♪ When I'm in over my head With you ♪

♪ I don't care

♪ It's a fine mess That we're getting in ♪

♪ We're alone tonight

♪ And there ain't No sign of him ♪

♪ It's a fine mess Don't know what to do ♪

♪ 'Cause I may wind up losing Baby, more than you ♪

Midway around the turn for home.

Gary's Bell still in the lead.

Come on, you got 'em, you got 'em.

You got 'em, you got 'em, you got 'em! Go, go!

There's Laryngitis.

- Come on, come on! - Go, go, go!

No! Aw! Oh!

I lost!

I lost.

That's a cut.

Spence, come on.

Print that.

She's supposed to be with me, Spence.

No, she is with you, Harvey.

I was just making it real.

All right, everybody. That's lunch.

Food's over by the stables.

Hi there.

I don't really think--

Louise.

I'm Natalie. Natalie! Natalie!

Spence, why haven't I heard from you?

I'll call you Saturday night.

Hi.

Just wanna grab an apple here. Mm-hm.

Still seeing that linebacker?

Yeah. And he found your picture the other day too.

He did? How'd he like it?

He ate it.

Did he?

Frame and all.

Is that a new perfume there?

Yeah, it's called Never Again.

Oh, come on, Agnes. Where you're concerned,

"never" is just not part of my vocabulary.

Mm.

Will the other ADs make sure everyone's back from lunch?

And if you aren't involved in this shot,

have a seat and be quiet.

Keep a lookout.

- Yeah, it's okay. Just-- - Just hurry up.

Steady, Susie.

This is a frisky one.

In 24 hours,

she's gonna be a whole lot friskier.

Just in time for the third race tomorrow.

That's amazing.

How come it takes so long?

Who am I, a research chemist?

It works. Who cares how long?

Hoist her tail.

And the beauty is,

it don't show up in no pre-race blood test

or urine sample.

Okay, darling. Up the old kazoo.

Jeez, she almost kicked my head off.

What would you do if someone shoved

something that size up your rear end?

Shh, shh.

See you at the finish line, sweetheart.

Hey, Binky.

Binky.

Come on!

Uhh! Come on.

♪ I look into your eyes

♪ I see the dream That I've been searching for ♪

Come here!

♪ I'll search no more

♪ The age of innocence

♪ Is never truly spent When there is love ♪

♪ Still there to touch

♪ So don't slow down

♪ The wheels are turning The fire's burning... ♪

I'll get the car!

♪ Hey

♪ Don't slow down

♪ Don't lose the magic...

We're ready for rehearsal.

Okay.

♪ We've come too far To turn back now ♪

♪ I ask to share Your dreams... ♪

Okay, darling, now, look, this horse

is the most important thing in your life, next to Joe.

So you look at the horse, but think Joe.

Now, walk with me.

And... looking for Joe.

Look over here. What do you see?

Nothing. No Joe. Okay.

And look over here.

No Joe. Uh-huh.

Okay, now look straight forward.

Now over here.

No Joe. Uh-huh.

I just gotta see it in your eyes.

I really want you to sell... "looking for Joe."

Okay, look right here.

Now, what do you see?

Someone is stealing my car.

Uh-huh.

Come back here!

Stop! It's the only car we got!

Excuse me. Hey! Whoa!

♪ Don't slow down

♪ Don't lose the magic

♪ We've come too far To turn back now ♪

♪ Hey

♪ Don't slow down

Ah, hello, boss.

♪ Don't slow down

You crazy son of a bitch!

No, no, no, boss, not you. Not you.

I would never say anything like that to you, boss.

Me and Turnip, we took care of the filly,

but I got a little problem here with, uh...

Binky!

Could you hold on a second, boss? What is it?

How do I stop? I--

Four Adam six, you said something about a...

♪ I'm gonna be a wheel someday I'm gonna be somebody ♪

♪ I'm gonna be a real gone cat Then I won't want you ♪

♪ Everything's gonna go my way I won't need nobody ♪

♪ I'm gonna be a real gone cat Then I won't want you ♪

♪ You can cry

♪ You can sigh, sigh, sigh

♪ You'll wonder why I don't look at you ♪

♪ When I walk on by

♪ I'm gonna be a wheel someday I'm gonna be somebody... ♪

Mr. Powell.

Hi, Wardell.

What the hell are those on your feet?

Those are bunny rabbits.

Get 'em off. But they're my lucky rabbit's feet.

What the hell are you laughin' at?

Get 'em off!

Now? Now.

Well, I gotta take my skates off.

Then take your skates off, Powell.

Well, what about my order?

That's him.

Deliver it.

Then get rid of the bunny rabbits!

Putz.

Number 27,

your order's getting cold up here.

Number 27?

♪ I'm gonna be a wheel Someday... ♪

Pick up, 14. Let's go.

Bye. See you later.

See you tomorrow.

Dennis!

Whoa!

Powell. Powell.

Whoa, whoa!

Stop. Stop. Stop.

Stop.

You have three minutes to get those skates off,

or you're fired!

I can do it in three.

You're really pushing it, Powell.

You're really pushing it.

That's one Nut Burger, hold the onions,

a strawberry shake and an order of fries.

Oh, come on. I'm sorry.

I would've called you, except I lost your number.

I am in the book.

You're kidding me.

I never even thought of looking there.

Sure. You're not mad at me, are you?

No.

Hi. Listen, we gotta talk.

Where'd you get the car?

I stole it. See, these two guys--

Come on, where'd you get the car?

I'm trying to tell you.

I'm trying to tell you.

I overheard these two guys at the racetrack

doping this horse with this, uh,

special stuff. You stole it.

Yeah, I stole it, but that's not the--

Oh, shit.

W-w-what are you doing?

♪ Although she gives me The feeling... ♪

Come on, what are you doing? Are you crazy?

Wait a minute. Wait a minute!

Wait.

Whoa!

Come on, Spence. Stop.

♪ Well, I know That I love her so But I'm afraid-- ♪

Stop and let me out, Spence.

Hey, relax, will ya?

Relax? We couldn't be more conspicuous

if we were driving around in a space shuttle.

Slow down. Let me jump out. I'm not kidding around.

I gotta get this car back to the studio.

Now you have to get it back?

Well, I couldn't before. The cops are after me.

It was one hell of a chase too.

I'm gonna vomit, Spence.

You better not.

Oh, God. I hope that's an ambulance.

I'm afraid he didn't hear you.

Hold on here.

Oh, man.

A red light!

We're gonna die, Spence. No.

We're gonna die. I still got orders.

Oh, man!

Spence, you're an asshole!

Whoo!

I'll see you later.

Why? What's wrong? Where you going?

I don't know.

I don't know where we are. Where are we?

I don't know. Come on. Get back in the car. No! No.

I'm not getting in this car. I'm not getting in with you,

not in a million years. You give me one good reason why I should. One!

All right. Tina Spivack.

That's not good enough!

I'm not gonna get my ass shot off

for Tina Spivack.

I couldn't care less about Tina Spivack.

Who's Tina Spivack?

We went to City College together.

Come on, you remember.

I nicknamed her "The Hummer."

There's a million--

Every cop in the city is after you,

and you're gonna find an old girlfriend?

Is that what you're gonna do?

What's a hummer?

She can't whistle while she works,

so she hums.

Oh, that's fascinating,

but under the circumstances,

I'm gonna take a rain check.

Sure wish I could change your mind for you.

I hate leaving you here with that big black dog.

I'll be fine.

You sure?

Of course I'm sure.

Okay.

Fine.

What big black dog?

Sit! Stay!

Roll over!

A telephone call from a Miss Spivack, sir.

Who?

Miss Spivack.

I don't know any Miss Spivack.

Uh, she did say it was something

about the stolen motorcar, sir.

Oh.

Well, then, guess I better go talk to her.

Wonder how she got this number.

I told you never to call me at home.

Well, this is an emergency.

Spence Holden found the car

that was stolen from your set.

Are you crazy? He stole it.

I know.

But some men were trying to kill him,

and he's an old, old friend.

Well, all right.

I'll try to square it with the cops.

You just have him leave the car with you.

Oh, angel, I just knew you'd think of something.

I can hardly wait to see you.

Bye, darling.

Bye.

It's okay.

He said he's gonna square it,

and that you should leave the car here.

Hmm.

Oh, God.

Oh, I just love that song.

♪ Bow, bow, bow, bow

♪ Rick Dees in the morning Makes you rise and shine... ♪

"Shake well before using."

♪ Well, he makes you Feel so fine ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Hey, hey

♪ Hey, hey, hey

This is Rick Dees

in the morning, bright and early.

Answering our phones today, Long John Wong from Hong Kong.

All right...

Good morning.

Terrific day, huh?

How much money do you have

in the bank?

And don't lie to me, Dennis.

I can always tell when you're lying.

I have a little over $100. You're lying.

How can you tell?

You're not even looking at me.

I can tell. I can tell.

Okay, I have $200.

Come on, come on.

I have $12,000.

Great!

I'm lying.

Gotta be ashamed of yourself.

Really.

You should never lie about that kind of money.

How much money do you have?

I have $423.88.

and it has taken me three years to save that up.

Four hundred dollars times 25. That's, um...

Ten thousand.

Ten thousand.

Five thousand would be your half.

Actually, to be fair,

we should give you back your original 400,

Wait... then split.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

How did we get $10,000?

Sorry Sue.

Who the hell is Sorry Sue? The horse I told you--

A horse? Yeah, she's running in the third.

No. Yes.

No, no, no, and this time I mean it. There's no way

I'm giving you my life savings to bet on a horse.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen,

and welcome to this, our 33rd day of racing.

Our feature race of this afternoon

will be the 41st running of the $50,000-added

Santa Clarita handicap for fillies and mares.

Your attention, please.

Here are the changes

in this afternoon's racing card.

In the first race...

What if he don't show up?

You keep asking the dumbest questions.

Why don't you try answering

your dumb questions once in a while.

Okay.

What if he don't show up?

That is the dumb question. Now, what's the dumb answer?

Well, if he don't show up...

I-I guess we can't grab him. You see?

You don't have to ask all those dumb questions.

I got it right? Certainly,

and if you just think a little bit,

you'll come up with all the right dumb answers.

But if he don't show up--

I got a hunch he will.

But if he don't,

do you think maybe he's gonna tell somebody

about us doping the horse?

A little louder and he won't have to.

Sorry.

I think maybe...

Do me a favor.

Oh, Binky--

Quit thinking for a while, will you?

I'm liable to lose my temper

and tear your tongue out by the roots.

If I promise not to think,

can I say something?

Yeah.

I think I seen him.

Where?

Over there.

I don't see him.

He ain't there now.

Well, where the hell is he?

How would I know?

Which means you just asked a dumb question,

so if you think about it a little bit--

Stick out your tongue.

No. Do as I tell you. Stick out your tongue.

Ew! Ew.

What was he wearing?

I think a sweater.

What color was it?

I think-- I think yellow.

Think yellow?

I think. What else did he have on?

Nothin'.

What do you mean, nothing? From the waist down?

No, I mean I couldn't see.

Binky! Bink, Bink, Bink, Bink.

I saw him.

I'll get you!

Thank you.

Told you a yellow sweater.

Okay, you gotta do something to attract their attention.

I gotta?

So I can place the bet.

They're after you, so you're the perfect attention attractor.

You really don't care if I get killed.

I don't want anybody getting killed,

starting with me.

Okay. All right, all right.

Oh, boy. Oh... If I don't survive,

pay for the funeral out of my half.

No, no, nothing elaborate.

Oh, and whatever's left

give to the Screen Actors' country home.

Okay. You want my car? You can have my car.

Thank you, Spence.

Here's the pink slip.

I'll do it. Oh, thank you. Thank you.

You're not gonna regret this.

I will regret it. No, you won't.

Hey-- Wait, wait.

Dennis, what are you gonna do?

Come on. What are you gonna do?

You're gonna wash your hands? No.

What are you doing with the soap?

I'm gonna eat it.

I'm serious.

I'm gonna eat it.

What are you gonna do with it?

Watch this. Denn--

Hey, Michael! Mike!

Excuse me.

Gentlemen, um, have either of you seen, um,

a loose brindle bull terrier?

A dog? No.

Um, he was, uh...

He was foaming.

We ain't seen him.

Foaming?

Yeah, and he bit me.

Tough, but we ain't seen him.

Listen, if he was foaming, you should get him checked.

He might have rabies. Yeah.

I'm really worried about that.

Rabies?

Yeah, like Cujo.

Remember how he foamed?

Spike? Spike?

Spike? Spike?

Here, boy. Here, boy.

Bink. Bink. What?

Here, Spike. Here, boy.

Excuse me. Do you gu--? Would you know

where I could find a good veterinarian? I think I've got worms!

The field is loading into the starting gate.

Two dollars on number 10.

Look out.

Get out of the way.

Get out of the way. Mad dog!

Binky! Binky! Binky!

- Quit pushing! - Quit pushing me!

Hold it.

Oh, jeez.

Excuse me! Coming through!

Excuse me, ma'am! Gangway!

They're all in the gate.

Watch where you're going.

Binky!

And they're off!

Sadie Grady tries for the lead.

Miles First is racing second.

Excuse me, excuse me, coming through.

Sadie Grady, a short lead. On the outside...

Where are they?

I don't know!

Well, look for them!

I can't! That guy looked like Cujo.

Oh, jeez.

Binky. What?

Where?

Up there.

From the back, here comes Sorry Sue.

Look out, here comes Sorry Sue from nowhere,

gaining in stride. Come on!

Moving down the field, as they make their way

down the stretch.

Sorry Sue now in complete control.

Sadie Grady back.

As they come toward the finish,

it's Sorry Sue in complete control,

winning by some 30 lengths.

Down! Down!

Down! Down!

Dennis, see if you can cash that.

Quick!

Excuse me!

We won! I won. I won.

Please. I won.

Dennis!

...operations on the lower level.

Spence, no!

Ladies and gentlemen, your attention.

Well, hurry up!

...a voucher for $100,000...

Get the other guy.

Come on, come on.

What the...?

I'm sorry.

I'll smash your gonads, joker!

Leave me alone.

You son of a bitch!

Come on, will you? Drive!

♪ They say love plays dirty And I think it's true ♪

♪ Can't talk to you, baby Like I used to do ♪

Get that shotgun out of the trunk!

Shotgun, right.

♪ Could be dreaming Like being sane ♪

♪ Shouldn't feel funny When you call my name ♪

♪ Love's closing in

♪ Same old story Starting over again ♪

♪ Yeah, love's closing in

Do you know you nearly hit that car?

You know I nearly hit you?

What?

Shoot!

Jeez. Whoo!

They got a gun!

Not there! Out the door!

There is no door.

I got you. Get out of the way!

I hate the California traffic.

Just calm down.

That's one mad dog to beat!

Drive carefully, will you?

I'll neuter you!

Watch this.

Stop!

Here we go. I got them now.

♪ Love's closing in...

This is my friend Oscar.

Would you--?

♪ Love's closing in...

We're dead. Goodbye, Spence.

Oh, jeez. Oh, my...

Move! Move! Move!

Give me the gun!

You go after them. I'll cover the front.

Go on!

Five hundred once.

Sold to the lady in blue in back for $500.

Thank you, madam.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have here

a very beautiful antique player piano.

Who would like to start the bidding at $1000?

That's 1000. Thank you, ma'am.

One thousand dollars. Fifteen hundred?

Fifteen hundred here. Thank you. Two thousand?

Two thousand in the back. Thank you, sir.

Twenty-five hundred. Twenty-five. Thank you.

Thirty-five hundred? Thirty-five?

Thirty-five hundred dollars.

Thank you very much.

Four thousand? May I have 4000?

Four thousand. Thank you, sir.

Forty-five hundred?

Well, look!

I can't.

Get in there and look!

They're-- Aw!

Fifty-five hundred, please?

Fifty-five? Thank you, sir.

Six thousand over here. Thank you.

May I have 7000?

Seven thousand dollars?

Seven thousand in the back. Thank you, madam.

May I have 7500, please?

Seventy-five hundred dollars.

Do I hear $7500?

Ladies and gentlemen,

this is a very rare piece.

Jesus, Dennis.

What?

Did you step in some dog shit or something?

Thank you very much, sir.

Do I hear eight? Eight thousand?

May I hear $8000?

No.

Eight thousand from the gentleman.

Well, something sure stinks.

Eight thousand once.

It's not me.

D-do I hear nine?

Maybe it's something else.

Nine thousand.

Thank you, sir.

Definitely not me.

I don't smell anything anyway,

and besides, the one who smelt it dealt it.

No, no, no.

People who smell usually don't smell it,

so it's gotta be you.

Ten thousand and it's yours.

Sold for $10,000!

They ain't in there.

I looked all over the place.

Now we really gotta find them.

What's the big deal?

The race is over.

I was just listening on the radio.

Sorry Sue dropped dead after winning the fourth race.

She won the fourth race too?

At Santa Anita.

Excuse me.

Hi. Hi.

May I have your name and address?

Dennis Powell.

120 Westminster. Apartment B.

And would you like to pay for it

by check or cash?

Just-- Just how much are we talking about here?

Ten thousand.

Come on, sweetheart.

Isn't that a little bit high?

Well, I'm not really qualified to say.

Well, if you're not qualified--

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

I don't think that you two

are talking about the same thing.

Well, what are you talking about?

No, no, what are you talking about?

The piano.

What piano?

The one Mr. Powell just purchased.

What?

I was afraid of that.

What are you talking about?

I bought a piano, Spence.

When?

When I raised my arm to smell my armpit.

Two hundred. No!

You bid 200?

No. Oh, no, no. No.

He-- He raised his arm.

No, he was just smelling his armpit there. Yeah.

I now have 200.

Thank you, sir.

Two hundred dollars is the bid.

If there's a problem,

I'll have to go to Mr. Ishimine.

Oh, no, no, no. Don't do that.

Damn it. Here.

What are you doing?

I'm saving our lives. Here.

That's every cent. What do you wanna do?

Wanna have a conference with Mr. Ishimine,

while our friends there are watching us?

See those two guys there in the doorway?

No, no, don't.

They wanna shoot us.

Oh, my God.

Is there another way out of this place?

Yeah, but if you stand, they'll see you.

That's all right. Just lead the way.

Three-fifty. Thank you, sir.

May I have 400 dollars, please?

Will somebody give me 400?

Four hundred? Thank you.

Four-fifty? Do I hear 450?

Four-fifty.

Four-fifty from the gentlemen in front.

Tha-- Thank you.

Do I hear five?

May I please have 500?

Someone for five?

Five hundred?

Five hundred from the lady in the front.

Thank you, madam.

This rare art deco statue is certainly worth more

than $500.

They gotta be here someplace.

Let's ask somebody.

May I have 600? Yo.

Sold!

You! You!

I tell you, one of these days,

I really am gonna tear out your tongue.

Where is the car?

All right,

let me understand something, okay?

You're telling me somebody stole your car.

Well, yeah, and you know,

Binky thinks it was those two guys.

Well, I'll tell you something,

you better go find them two guys,

because if they finger you,

then the cops might tie you to me,

and then if you don't go get rid of them,

then I got no choice.

I gotta go get rid of you.

Capisce?

What is that?

I told you not to buy that!

But boss, you like antiques.

This is a real art deco.

Never heard of the bum!

Get rid of that!

Not that! That!

Okay.

Come on, Bink, we gotta go. All right, boss, see you.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Bop, bop Bop, bop ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...

What are you gonna do with the car?

Uh, I think I'm gonna drive it

until we sell the piano and I can afford another.

You're crazy. Even if they don't report it,

what are you gonna do if you get a traffic ticket or get into an accident?

What if the Russians invade Pasadena?

Come on, Dennis, I'm hungry.

Please.

Here we go. Here.

Give me an N.B., hold the onions,

an S.S. and a fries to go.

You got it.

Uh, what do you think you're doing?

Oh, hi, Wardell. Putting in an order.

No, you don't get it.

The only people who can put in orders here

are Dinkie's carhops,

and you ceased being one of those

at 8:15 last night.

Come on, it's not my fault.

I was changing my skates.

See, I took my bunny rabbits off--

Yeah, and you were kidnapped by terrorists?

Of course not.

I was changing my bunny rabbits,

and the left one got hooked.

It got hooked on the bumper

of one of those cars,

and the guy dragged me out,

all the way to Long Beach.

Pick up your check Wednesday, Powell.

Come on, Wardell. I came back.

You guys were closing. You weren't here.

I couldn't return anything. Give me a break.

You know, you're a troublemaker, Powell.

There'll be no more trouble.

You really need this job, don't you?

Yes, Wardell. Of all these people

that work here at Dinkie's, you're the only one

who calls me by my first name.

I don't know your last name.

It's Flecken.

You would rather me call you Flecken

than Wardell?

I would rather you call me Mr. Flecken.

Okay, Mr. Flecken.

And, uh, occasionally "sir."

Yes, sir, Mr. Flecken. Is that Swedish?

No, actually, it's Swiss. It's an abbreviation.

My paternal great-grandfather

was a Fleckenshicker.

Is that like a chicken plucker?

There you go again.

I'm not trying to be funny.

I meant like Tinker, Taylor,

Sheppard, Fleckenshicker.

You know something, Powell?

I'm gonna give you a break

because I'm a nice guy.

You are. But screw up one more time...

I won't. and you can turn in those skates.

You read me?

Yes, I do, sir-- Uh, Mr. Flecken.

Putz.

Wardell nearly fired me, you know.

Well, when we sell the piano,

you can tell Wardell to take his job and shove it.

Why would I want to do that?

Because you'll be rich, and Wardell's a putz.

No, he's a Fleckenshicker.

That's 3.40.

Will you take care of that for me, Dennis?

I don't have any money.

Well, neither do I.

Aw, come on. Spence.

Mr. Holden.

Uh, Mr. Beanwhacker. Good evening.

It's the first of the month, Mr. Holden.

Well, good news.

I'll have the rent for you tomorrow.

No more checks.

No, no. Cash on the barrelhead.

Be still my heart.

Yeah.

Hey, Alice, how you doing?

Whoa.

What the hell was that for?

You called me Alice.

My name is not Alice.

Oh, the hell I did.

Now, wait a second.

Come-- Oh, hey, come on.

Alice. Boy, I don't know where that came from.

Alice is somebody--

It's not important now. Sweetheart, come on.

Hey, listen, I said Alice, but in my mind

I was thinking that I was saying...

Mary.

Susan?

Well, give me a hint here. How long ago was it?

Last night.

Oh, get out of here.

I wasn't even in the neighborhood.

Lorraine! Lorraine! Am I right?

You live in 10 there, with a little pull-out.

Oh, but come on, that was Tuesday, sweetheart.

Tuesday.

Whew, Jesus, that was-- Well, hell, it's Friday now.

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday. That was three days ago.

What--?

No, by God, it was Monday.

Four days ago.

What the hell's she expect?

Fargo the Memory Wizard?

Boy, what a day.

And here she is shattering the world record

for a mile and an eighth by an incredible 30 lengths.

--Darling Tim.

Sorry Sue maintains that huge lead

as they come to the wire.

Darling Tim making a bid for second,

along with Violet's First.

As they come toward the finish,

it's Sorry Sue in complete control,

winning by some 30 lengths.

This evening, Ken Hanson talked

with the county veterinarian, Dr. Henry Garfurg.

You performed an autopsy on Sorry Sue.

Yes.

And you ascertained

that she had been drugged?

To the eyeballs.

With what?

We're not sure yet.

Some kind of dynamite stimulant.

She ran the last quarter at Santa Anita backwards

and still won by a tail.

Who do you think drugged her?

That's not my department.

I tried to talk to Captain Sean Swelter,

who is in charge

of the Sorry Sue investigation,

but I was told Captain Swelter

was not available to make a statement.

A press conference is scheduled

for 10 a.m. tomorrow.

Now back to you, Karen.

Thank you, Ken.

We'll be sure to keep you up to date

on all the latest developments

in this case.

Hello, um, my name is Spence Holden,

and I'd like to report my car stolen.

Just a few minutes ago, and I've been in all day.

Uh-huh.

Spencer Holden?

Uh, boy, yeah.

Um, can you hold one second?

Do you own a yellow VW?

Yes-- Yes, I do.

As a matter of fact,

I was just reporting it stolen here.

Oh. May I? Sure.

Police Lieutenant Hunker, Central Division.

Did Mr. Holden just report his car stolen?

Thank you, officer.

Can we talk?

♪ Wise men say

♪ Only fools rush...

Hi.

Hi. Hi!

How you doing? What a coincidence.

No, no, it's no coincidence.

Your landlady told me where I could find you.

Oh.

Right after you left the auction house,

a woman asked for your address.

Well, she wants to buy your piano.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

I gave her your address before I even thought about it.

Well, that's okay.

Well, I-I thought you'd wanna know.

That's great.

Yeah.

She was wearing a huge diamond.

You could probably make a good deal.

Well, if we do,

anything more than we paid for it,

you can have 10 percent.

Oh, no, I couldn't.

Uh, I just thought you'd wanna know.

Well, that's okay. That's great.

You-- Want something to eat?

Well, I...

How about a... Dinkie Burger and a shake?

It's on the house.

You're kidding.

Who's to know?

"On the house"?

Well, I-I was just kidding.

What about, "Who's to know?"

Well, that's just a figure of speech.

Excuse me--

I suggest you stay out of this.

Wait, now, look, Wardell--

Now, you look, Powell--

Mr. Wardell, I think--

Fleckenshicker.

It's Flecken,

and I give you fair warning, Powell.

You have no idea what fair is.

Mr. Fleckenshicker--

That's it, you're fired!

You're a putz.

You're a king-sized, useless putz, Wardell.

Yeah? Yeah.

Well, turn your skates in.

I will as soon as I come in to pick up my check.

And they better be in good shape,

or I'm gonna charge you for damage.

Have a nice evening.

He's right, putz! You're a Frecken!

See, normally, we'd treat it as a recovered stolen auto,

but the bullet holes are intriguing enough

to prompt us to wanna hold it for a few days.

I hope it won't inconvenience you too much.

No, no, no. Thank you for asking.

No, I'll manage, thanks.

Doesn't sound like it could be driven anyway.

Spoken like a healthy pragmatist.

We'll keep in touch.

Nice meeting you.

Yeah, you too, you too.

Oh, uh, by the way, what do you do?

Oh, well, I'm an actor.

Or I'm...trying to be.

Good luck.

Thanks. Thanks very much.

Bye-bye.

What do you think?

I don't know.

He just discovered the car

because he's been in all day.

Mr. Holden's not the type to stay in all day

unless he's got a cold or company.

Said he was alone.

And he hasn't got a cold.

Let's talk to his landlord.

Well--

I...

I feel real terrible

about you losing your job.

Oh, no. You shouldn't.

I mean, I'm glad.

It's time for me to move up.

Someday, I wanna open up

my own takeout food restaurant.

Really?

Yeah.

What's your favorite kind of food?

Your very favorite.

Uh, Indian.

You mean like buffalo?

No, like East Indian.

Like curry, right? Uh-huh.

That would be original. Indian takeouts.

I can call it "Ghandi's."

Curry would be our specialty.

Hmm.

You wanna co--? You wanna come upstairs?

For a minute? Sure.

Just for a drink? Sure.

Great.

Damn it, Dennis, where the hell are you?

Sorry to bother you again.

That's okay. How you been?

Oh, fine. Just fine.

Uh, Mr. Beanwhacker says

he saw you come in around 7.

Oh, yeah, right.

Uh, I had just discovered that my car had been stolen,

and I was coming back up to, uh, report it to the cops--

The police.

Well, Mr. Beanwhacker says he came here twice,

once in the morning,

once around 3 in the afternoon,

to collect the rent,

and, well, he said no one was in.

Well, I didn't answer the door because I didn't have the rent.

Ah.

How did you know it was Mr. Beanwhacker?

Oh, that's easy.

Mr. Beanwhacker visits his tenants

the first of every month.

If he doesn't collect rent in the morning,

he comes back up in the afternoon.

You know, you guys should check around.

I bet I'm not the only person

who didn't answer his door today.

One thing I gotta say for you, Mr. Holden:

you sure come up with good answers,

and fast.

Well, it's easy when you're telling the truth.

Or if you're a good actor.

Oh... See you around.

Yeah, well, thank you.

You better be there.

Shouldn't you answer it?

It's probably just Spence.

And that just means trouble.

Could be a girl.

No.

Do I taste like onions?

No. Do I? Mm-mm.

I had gazpacho for lunch today.

I had a Dinkie Burger.

I think I'd like to go and brush my teeth.

I don't have any extra toothbrushes.

No problem.

Got any paste?

Right in there.

Uh, it's messy.

We can straighten it up in the morning.

Dames...

Hello.

Dennis?

No, there's no Dennis here.

Dennis?

No, there's no Dennis here.

See, there's no Dennis here.

Thank you. I think you have the wrong number. Bye!

Dennis? Dennis?

Damn it!

That was you, Dennis.

I know it was.

Okay, fine. Fine.

You don't wanna talk to me, it's okay with me.

You're an accessory.

It's your ass.

Okay, second floor, apartment B.

As in... "beautiful day."

Call me later?

I'll call you now. Ellen...

Bye.

Spence.

Top of the morning to you.

I wanna talk to you.

Oh, great, let's go upstairs.

I got some good news for you.

Well, I'm glad somebody does.

Where do you want this thing?

Oh, that's fine. Right there.

Keep it there. That's great.

Isn't this neat?

Sign that right there.

Sure.

You got yourself a D and a P.

There you go.

You gentlemen have yourselves a wonderful day,

and may God bless you both.

Go ahead. Toodles.

Isn't this neat? Player piano.

Where were you last night, Dennis?

I got fired.

Really?

Yeah.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing. Why?

You got a foolish grin on your face,

and your eyes look like fried eggs.

Well, I got in a little late.

Didn't get much sleep.

There's a woman that wants to buy the piano.

What woman?

Uh, got her name.

It's written down right here.

Pazzo.

Aha.

This isn't your handwriting.

No.

Who made the bed? What?

The bed.

As long as I've known you,

I've never seen that bed made.

This is...

This is female handwriting here, Dennis.

Yeah. So what? I had company, okay?

She made me breakfast and did the dishes.

She did? Yeah.

Pazzo? No.

What difference does it make?

It's my business.

You're right. I'm sorry.

Oh, listen, when the cops come by,

just tell them you spent the night

with Miss... what's-her-face.

What cops?

Uh, Sergeant Blist and Lieutenant Hunker.

They wanna know who put all the bullet holes

in my car, Dennis.

And what'd you tell them?

Oh, surprising what a little adrenaline does to your eyes.

They look positively poached.

Aw, come on, Spence.

Tell me.

Told them I didn't know, that I was home all day.

But I don't think they believed me.

They're keeping the car

and they're gonna check it for fingerprints.

Fingerprints? Mm-hmm.

So don't you think it'd be a good idea

to get our stories straight?

My fingerprints are all over that car. Right.

Now, tell me, who was up here last night?

What does she have to do with it?

I don't know, Dennis.

Ellen Frankenthaler.

Who the hell is--? She's the one from the--

From the auction house?

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

What "oh, shit"?

She's a wonderful girl. Yeah, right.

I'm sure the cops are gonna think she's twice as wonderful

when they find out where she works,

and that we spent yesterday afternoon

with her where she works,

and that where she works

has an alley behind it where they found my car,

with your fingerprints in it. Oh, shit.

She can also tell them we told her that two guys

with guns tried to kill us. Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

No. Dennis, Dennis.

Answer the door.

Why don't you?

Because it's not my door.

Well, maybe it's the cops.

Oh, God, maybe it's the killers.

Uh, pretend you're the maid.

You're the actor.

I don't do voices. You do.

Who is it?

Yes, I'm looking for Mr. Dennis Powell.

I wanna talk to him about buying his piano.

Relax, relax. I'll handle this.

Well.

Good morning.

Hello. Mr. Powell?

No, but won't you come in, please?

I thought I heard a woman's voice.

No.

No.

Well, I intended to buy this piano

at the auction.

but this crazy racehorse got onto the freeway,

and I was held up in traffic.

You're kidding. No.

Are you Miss Pazzo?

Yeah.

And I will give you 11,000 for it.

Ele-- Aah!

I think a thousand dollars is a reasonable profit.

Yeah.

What do you say, Mr. Powell?

I--

Cash.

Cash. Cash. Cash.

Well, normally,

that would be a very attractive offer,

but, see, we've been looking for a piano like this

for about six years now.

Haven't we, Dennis? Haven't we?

Twelve thousand.

Twelve. Well, now...

Twelve? Twelve.

Uh, now, we can't forget about that client in Munich

who offered us 15.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

That's too much for me.

Oh, well, now, that 15,000 included shipping.

And shipping can be very expensive.

Yeah, at least $2000.

Still too much.

Well, sometimes it's $3000.

Changed my mind.

Good day, gentlemen.

Are you sure--?

Do something.

I will. I will.

Oh!

Uh, Miss Pazzo?

We talked it over.

Eight thousand.

Eight? But we paid 10.

All right. Wait a minute.

Okay.

Okay.

Eight.

That's including delivery.

I guess that's better than nothing, huh?

Where's the cash?

C.O.D.

What?

That's the best I could do, Dennis.

Well, Spence, we're flat-ass broke.

How we gonna get it delivered?

We'll be all right.

My brother-in-law's got a truck.

Oh.

Stupid me.

I'm only gonna need it for a couple hours.

Oh, that's all right. Use it as long as you want.

Hey, sis.

You might have to put some gas in it,

and I'll only charge you 50 cents a mile.

What?

I figure every mile you put on her,

she's gonna depreciate at least that much.

Come on, Phil, this is your brother-in-law.

Yeah.

Yeah, you're right. You are family.

You should charge him 30 cents.

Forty.

Let's just tie it on top of the Caddy.

No, I got a better idea, Dennis.

Phil, you like my Cadillac out there?

What, the one with, uh, no doors

and the bashed-in grille?

Yeah. Why?

Well, because you're family, tell you what I'm gonna do.

This is ridiculous.

This is a Cadillac without doors.

So what? It's a Cadillac.

How much can a couple of doors cost?

There you are.

Thank you-- Oh!

I'm--

And he traded you even?

This Cadillac for that broken-down truck?

Well, not even.

Oh, I thought so.

The truck and how much?

Twenty bucks for gas.

You got screwed, Phil.

Why? How you figure?

I don't know, but I know Spence,

and you can take my word for it,

you got screwed.

Makeup mirror.

I love the smell.

Love the smell.

New-car smell.

Hey! Is this your car?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah. Shut up.

Yeah!

Hold on!

Where did you get it? Yeah.

Shut up!

Yeah. Hold on!

Now, back off! One at a time.

And I'm gonna ask the questions.

Sorry, officer.

Is this your car?

Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

I warned you!

Give me that tongue. I'm gonna get that tongue,

and I'm gonna pull it out, and I'm gonna fry it.

I'm gonna turn it into a quirt,

and sell it to a jockey I know.

Hello?

Miss Pazzo?

Yeah.

Hi. Spence Holden.

Say, would it be convenient

to deliver the piano to you around 9:00 tomorrow morning?

Yeah, that would be fine.

I'll tell Covington, the houseman, to expect you.

Won't you be there?

Why?

Well, I was kind of hoping to see you again.

Miss Pazzo?

It's Claudia.

Did I say something wrong...

Claudia?

Where are you?

I'm at home.

And where's your friend with the high voice?

He's out.

I'll be right over.

Whoa, wait a second.

Why? Did I say something wrong, Spence?

No, no, you just don't know my address.

I thought that you lived with Mr. Powell.

1133 Fountain Avenue, apartment 14.

And I'm not gay,

but please, don't take my word for it.

Twenty minutes.

Oh, God. I love it.

I tried to convince Spence to go to the police,

but he says if we do that, the mob will put

some sort of contract out on us.

By the way, if you've never had Indian food before,

it can be very hot.

You know, I forgot to mention to you...

You know the lady you bought--?

Who bought the piano from you?

Miss Pazzo?

Yeah.

A little bread might help.

Well, I know I've seen her somewhere before,

in a newspaper or magazine or something.

Um, and whatever it was, it was important.

I think she's notorious.

Good evening.

Oh. Sure looks that way.

May I take your coat?

Sure.

Oh, yeah, it's never your fault.

I'm gonna kill that brother of yours.

That piece of junk wasn't even his car.

Yeah, well, there's something fishy

about the owner and his friend.

What "fishy"? He loaned him the car.

Without even knowing where Spence lives?

Yeah, well, you heard him. He was selling the Caddy.

And he let Spence drive it for a few days.

I heard him, but I don't believe him.

Yeah, well, I believe him.

Your brother could con a leopard out of his stripes.

Spots.

Were you calling Spence?

You bet your sweet ass I'm calling Spence,

and when I get through telling him what a no-good piece of--

Then I'm gonna talk to him.

What, are you gonna tell him I gave those guys his address?

Yes.

You think they're gonna do something to him?

Well, I'm afraid they might.

They ain't gonna do nothing to him.

How do you know?

Because I'm gonna do it to him first,

and there ain't gonna be nothing left.

That's how I know.

Oh, come on, will you get off the phone?

♪ --On the border line

Oh, God.

♪ It's messing with my mind

♪ I just won't give you up

♪ I'm tired of falling Gettin' back up ♪

Keep it down. Keep it down.

Fingers, fingers, fingers!

Oh, yeah, the door.

The door, the door, the door.

Get the lock! Get the lock!

Get the lock! The lock!

Ow!

Okay, let's go. Come on.

Bink. Bink.

What are you doing? Bink! Bink!

Get in there. Get in!

Keep it down. Keep it down.

♪ It's a fine mess...

I'll be right back.

Take your time.

Now, you take a lot of deep breaths.

We're just getting started.

Oh, God. You animal, you.

You're getting old, Spence.

No, it's not me. Not me.

Where's your buddy?

- Come back here! - Come back here!

Wait, wait, Claud--

Claudia! Claudia!

Maybe it just started by itself.

What are you doing?

Telegram for Mr. Powell.

Giving him a chance to get away.

Dennis!

Oh! God! Dennis!

Spence! My nose, man.

Spence. Shit.

It's all right. It's all right.

My God. My nose.

What are you doing hiding in here?

Those two guys found me, Dennis.

They were gonna shoot me.

Why didn't they?

I don't know. Oh, God.

Well, they took one look at Claudia,

and they ran.

Are you Irene?

Ellen.

Who's Claudia?

Pazzo. We were discussing the piano.

Well, Ellen thinks she knows her.

You do? How come?

I don't know.

When she came in to Ishimine's,

she thought she recognized her.

But I can't remember from where.

She thinks she's notorious.

I'm gonna ask Mr. Ishimine

if he knows her.

Well, whoever she is, she sure as hell saved my life.

Is it swollen? Yeah.

Careful, man.

Oh, jeez, why did you have to hit my nose?

What are we gonna do?

I don't know.

We can't tell him, can we?

But if we don't, and he finds out--

But if we do, what about her?

Just shut up and let me think.

Can I think too?

Yeah, but whatever you come up with

you keep to yourself.

What if it's a good idea?

You don't believe me about your tongue,

do you? No.

I mean it. Stick it out.

No. I dare you.

Well, one thing for sure is I can't go back to my place.

Well, I'm worried about Ellen.

I'll be all right.

She's gonna be fine

as long as they don't tie her in with us.

Well, maybe we shouldn't see each other.

No.

No, I think he's right.

Just until we straighten this thing out.

But how are you gonna get it straightened out

if you don't go to the police?

She's right.

First thing's first. What's first?

We sell the piano and get money.

And then what?

Well, then we get out of town

until things cool off.

But that's only gonna postpone things.

I mean, sooner or later,

you're gonna have to go to the police.

In your heart, you know she's right. Yeah, maybe,

but as things stand right now,

it's gotta be later than sooner.

Well, it's nearly 2:00. I better be going.

I'll walk you down.

No. You stay here.

You guys want me to--?

Yeah, maybe I should just step in here.

Good night, Eileen.

Ellen.

Yeah, whatever.

Oh, you know, I knew an Ellen--

I'm sorry. Go ahead.

Yeah, she was a shepherdess

on a small seashore sheep ranch.

I guess you could say she sheared sea sheep

by the seashore.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Good night.

Good night.

Dennis, can I wear the tops?

I know where they are. It's okay.

Recent prints on the car belonged to Holden

and a man named Dennis Powell.

I checked on Powell. They're old friends.

Have you talked to Mr. Powell?

I dropped by this morning, but he was out.

We arrested Leopold Klop

for making and selling this.

What the hell is it?

So far, Leo refuses to reveal his family recipe,

but he did confess that that's what was shoved

up Sorry Sue's ass that sent her into orbit.

This?

Well, one like it.

Yeah?

Leo say who did the shoving?

Yeah, he identified these two gentlemen.

Couple of Pazzo's henchmen.

Okay, Binky, you and Turnip have one minute

to come out with your hands up.

There must be a hundred cops out there.

How come you didn't spot them?

Well, I was cooking.

It's pancake day.

I hate to do this to you,

but you got to go out and draw their fire

so I can get away and warn the boss.

Come on, couldn't you just call him?

Well, they probably tapped the phone.

Yeah, but, Binky, please, I mean,

if I draw their fire, I could get killed.

Not if you run fast enough.

I can't beat a bullet.

I wouldn't be too sure about that.

Oh, please, no, Bink, no, no, no.

Drop your pants.

Come on, it took 24 hours to work on Sorry Sue.

You are not a horse!

I-- No, Binky, please.

Hey, look at this.

Not too shabby.

Okay, here we go.

Eight thousand big ones.

Come in.

Excuse me.

Uh, Mr. Ishimine,

are you familiar with a Miss Claudia Pazzo?

Careful, careful.

Careful, gentlemen. Watch the carpet.

Now, you take it up the stairs,

and the recreation room is the first door on the left.

I'd assist you, gentlemen,

but your tardiness has put me behind schedule,

and I have to go to the market.

Uh, excuse me.

Uh, sorry to bother you, but how about the money?

If I am not back

by the time you're finished,

the kitchen is through there.

Go in and wait.

Knowing your brother,

he probably sold my truck,

stole another Cadillac and headed for Florida.

He can't sell the truck without the pink slip.

Yeah, oh, pink slip.

Your brother needs a pink slip to sell my truck

like Hitler needed Churchill's okay to invade Poland.

Hey, hey.

Watch out where you're driving, you crazy broad!

Oh, God, Dennis, I hope her husband isn't home.

Easy, easy.

Watch it, watch it.

Where should we put it?

Let's leave it right here

till I check

with the lady of the house.

Oh, my goodness. Whoo.

Would you look at this?

Oh, boy.

May I get you a drink, young man?

Sure.

Oh, my goodness.

Look at these.

"To Tony.

"Best wishes and a long life, from Dutch, Hymie

and everyone in the Vigilio family."

Here you go.

That one looks familiar, doesn't he?

He's in a lot of them. Look at this.

"To Tony, my godfather.

"You made me what I am today.

Gratefully, Giovanni Fusco."

They're all Italian.

Yeah, well, Claudia's Italian.

Maybe this Tony guy's her father or something.

♪ When the moon Hits your eye ♪

♪ Like a big pizza pie

I wonder where she is.

♪ That's amore ♪

You're gonna be gone long?

Probably.

Perhaps. Maybe.

Come in.

Keep a light in the window.

Good morning, Covington.

Just put the tray on the chair, okay?

I'm not awake yet.

Good morning.

In your rush, you forgot these.

What are you doing here?

What do you mean, what am I doing here?

Oh, come on, I'm not that bad.

Come on.

So I'm not the greatest in the world.

Don't you think you're overreacting?

Sweetheart...

Who's that? My husband. My husband.

What are you doing?

Forget about it. Just go under the bed.

Ow!

Just... leave me alone.

What's the matter with the snookums?

I just wanna sleep some more.

We're gonna have breakfast,

so come on, get up.

I wanna sleep a while.

You slept nine hours.

That's two hours longer than a pig sleeps.

I could've been some singer, eh?

Uh, not for nothing,

you have any idea what happened to the door handle?

Um, yeah, I...

Well, I just woke up in the middle of the night

and just, you know...

I-I don't know.

Yeah? What was you trying to do,

raid the icebox?

Yeah, but I just couldn't get out.

Yeah? Well, that serves you right.

Please, I want you to go downstairs, okay?

Yeah, watch my foot, though.

I'll watch it.

Let me open this little thing...

So just go downstairs.

Yeah, but before I go, we gotta--

Pazzo.

Tony Pazzo.

Spence, it's the mob.

Oh, jeez.

Oh, jeez, you found one.

Claudia.

Coming. Let's go. Let's go.

Sweetheart!

Hey, buttercup, I hate to wake youse up,

but I just had to tell you how much I love it.

Hey, you hear me? Hey.

It's just what I wanted for my birthday.

I'm so glad.

How about you give me a nice big birthday kiss.

Why don't you just go and have some coffee,

and I'll see you in a little while.

Okay?

I'll just go down in a little while.

Okay?

Come on.

You still got it for me, don't you?

I'll meet you there, okay?

Yeah. Okay.

All right, but don't be long. No.

Jesus, you got some cold starting there.

You better make sure you take the orange juice.

Or the Robitussin.

Shake that gorgeous ass.

I'll come back there, get another bite of it.

Okay.

Don't.

Someday they're gonna do my life story.

The Singing Godfather.

Just get off me.

Hurry up.

What are you doing down on the floor?

Come on.

Spence.

Jump. Come on, jump.

Are you kidding? It's gotta be 20 feet down there.

Aah! Don't do that! You know who Tony is?

Do I know who he is? I just spent five minutes with him.

Jump, you gotta jump.

Go down without anyone seeing.

How am I gonna do that? I don't know, but you can.

Back the truck up under the window.

Hey, honey doll!

Sweetie pie!

Where the hell is she?

Sugarplum!

Hey, we gotta get--

What?

Yeah, the cops... The cops busted the professor,

and they shot it out

with them numskulls Binky and Turnip,

and we gotta go to Mexico.

We gotta lay low for a while.

Okay, well, let me get my jewelry.

Yeah, okay.

Oh, my foot.

So go get the truck.

Um... Uh...

Honeybun, you ready?

I mean, are we gonna fly?

Yeah, only to San Diego.

Then we gotta take a boat.

Oh, no.

I don't wanna take a boat.

You know, I hate to take a boat,

because-- What?

Where's the handle to this friggin' door?

I don't know.

Well, honeybun, you know I get seasick.

Six-million-dollar house,

and the friggin' doors don't work.

Faggot designer bastard!

Are you okay? Yeah?

Well, you know what?

I think if we fly all the way--

Covington, where the hell are you?

Honeybun, if we fly all the way,

it'd be so much better.

Where the hell is everybody?

Covington must have gone to the market.

We'll probably have to drive ourselves.

Get ready, sweetheart. Get ready.

Yeah, I will.

I'm only gonna take two suits.

Morning, Covington.

Buenos dias, señora.

God damn Covington

is never around when you want--

Where the hell have you been?

Buongiorno, godfather.

"Buongiorno," my ass. Pack this.

You got it.

Shoes.

My foot swells up any more,

I ain't gonna get it into an egg crate.

Hey, Covington.

Where'd these come from?

I have no idea, sir.

All right, you take that stuff down to the car.

I found these in my closet.

Throw them out.

They're not mine.

No?

How did they get in your closet?

You don't know?

Well, how should I know?

They belong to some guy.

Hey, my car!

Why, you-- You!

What the hell is going on here?

Dennis!

Hey, slow down, Dennis!

Got you. I got you.

You're not getting away from me.

Spence! Spence!

Oh, no.

Wait for me!

Hold your fire!

Tony, give it up.

You're surrounded, and the SWAT team's on the way.

Hold it right there!

Tony.

Tony, you got one minute to come out.

What are you guys doing here?

They're the piano movers.

You're the piano movers, eh?

Well, not exactly.

No? Then what are youse?

Well, actually, I'm an actor.

And this one's trying to be a chef.

Oh, yeah? I'm a waiter.

You always deliver pianos with your socks on?

No, not all the time.

Yeah. Just today? Well, it's hot out.

Hey, Covington, go get them shoes.

Yes, godfather.

Thirty seconds.

Would you mind trying on these shoes here?

For me?

Oh, Pooh Bear.

Yes?

Excuse me.

If it isn't too much trouble,

I'd like to have a word

with Mr. Dennis Powell, please.

Keep down.

Cease fire.

Dennis, you gotta get out of here.

I spoke to Mr. Ishimine, and he said that Claudia Pazzo

is married to Tony Pazzo.

We know. Irene...

If he finds out

that Spence has been sleeping with--

No. Not now.

This is Tony Pazzo.

Ellen. She's a friend.

Would you just tell me

who it was, exactly, sleeping with my wife?

It couldn't be Spence. He's gay.

Dennis!

Hold your fire.

Go start the car.

You stepped on my foot!

Get off of it!

You'll never make it, Tony.

Then the broads are dead meat.

This is the way it's gonna happen over here.

We're gonna drive away, and you're gonna let us,

or I'm gonna kill the both of them.

What are you gonna do? I don't know.

Think he'd really kill them?

If I knew that, I'd know what to do.

Step on it!

Not my foot. Drive! Drive!

Damn it! I'll kill her!

Look.

He'll kill me! Don't shoot!

I swear, I'll kill her! He swears!

I'm crazy! I'm crazy!

He's crazy! He's crazy!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

That's not a woman.

No, that's Powell.

He's gonna kill me!

I'll kill her!

He's gonna kill me!

Drive! Drive!

Aren't you gonna stop them?

What for?

Let's see where they go.

I'll kill them!

♪ Come on, pretty baby...

Easy there! What are you, nuts?

I'll blow your brains out!

♪ Come on, pretty baby I'll give you one more chance ♪

♪ Baby, one more chance To do the best ♪

♪ Slow down

♪ Baby, baby, why You're moving way too fast ♪

♪ You'd better Give me a little lovin' ♪

♪ Give me a little lovin'

♪ If you want Our love to last ♪

♪ You know that I love you Tell the world I do ♪

♪ Oh, pretty baby What are you trying to do? ♪

♪ I need your lovin', baby Oh, so bad ♪

♪ You're the prettiest woman That I ever had ♪

♪ Slow down

♪ Baby...

Binky!

Oh, yeah.

See you! ♪ --Give me a little lovin'

Whoo! ♪ Give me a little lovin'

♪ If you want our love To last ♪

What the hell is going on here?

Ow! My neck!

I'm gonna kill you!

I'm gonna kill you!

Come on, ladies.

Get in, get in.

Go, go, go.

Hold it, Tony.

What are you, crazy?

Well, what's become known as the sad saga of Sorry Sue,

the little horse who was doped

and ran herself to death

while breaking records at two different racetracks

in the same afternoon,

came to an end today

when mafia boss Tony Pazzo

was sentenced to 15 years in prison.

But Sorry Sue's saga has a happy ending.

This is Ghandi's,

a fast-food Indian restaurant owned by Dennis Powell

and his new bride Ellen.

Dennis and Ellen

have been involved in this bizarre tale

almost from the beginning.

Good evening.

Hey, dude.

I see business is very good.

Oh, very, very good.

Always, because...

♪ If you want a meal That's fine and dandy ♪

♪ Go to Ghandi

♪ If you want some curry In a hurry ♪

♪ Go to Ghandi

Everybody.

It's crowded, I see.

It's been reported that Tony Pazzo's wife

has helped finance this place.

True?

Well, it was a favor to Dennis

for helping save her life.

She's a majority stockholder.

And today, the buffet is 2.50 for entire bowl.

I hear that she's in Chile

making a movie,

which she also helped to finance.

Well, she was a big star in Chile

before Tony Pazzo married her.

The vegetables are cut fresh daily.

Yeah, but what happened

to your pal Spence Holden?

Spence? I don't know.

I haven't seen him in a couple of weeks,

but he's around somewhere.

Gracias.

My pleasure, Maria.

Cut!

Hey, that was great.

Why'd you cut?

Who's Maria? What?

...Maria?

Yeah, who is Maria?

Did I say Maria?

It's Juanita.

You have been calling me Juanita for six weeks.

Why now do you call me Maria

and ruin a beautiful take?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Yes, you do know.

Oh, hey, come on--

You come on. Tell me who is Maria!

What do you mean you don't know?

You two-timing son of a bitch!

Who is Maria?

You don't know?

Honey, come on, that's no--

Oh, hey--

You don't know? You don't know?

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ That we're getting in

♪ 'Cause we're alone tonight

♪ And there ain't No sign of him ♪

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ I don't know what to do

♪ I may wind up losing Baby, more than you ♪

♪ More than you

Come back here, you son of a bitch!

And so, as the sun sinks slowly in the West,

we bid a fond farewell to Spence and Maria--

I mean, Claudia.

--and everyone else who made such a fine mess.

♪ Love On the borderline ♪

♪ It's messing With my mind... ♪

I knew it.

I should have made a left... at Brazil.

♪ --I'm tired of falling Gettin' back up ♪

♪ See, I know One of these nights ♪

♪ He'll find me there

♪ When I'm in over my head With you ♪

♪ I don't care

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ That we're getting in

♪ 'Cause we're alone tonight

♪ And there ain't No sign of him ♪

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ I don't know what to do

♪ 'Cause I may wind up losing Baby, more than you ♪

♪ More than you

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

♪ Wait By the telephone ♪

♪ Wondering He's not home ♪

♪ Leave In the nick of time ♪

♪ Girl Will you ever be all mine? ♪

♪ See, I know One of these nights ♪

♪ He'll find me there

♪ When I'm in over my head With you ♪

♪ I don't care

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ That we're getting in

♪ We're alone tonight

♪ And there ain't No sign of him ♪

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ Don't know what to do

♪ 'Cause I may wind up losing Baby, more than you ♪

♪ More than you

♪ Both of us are crazy

♪ Both of us are fools

♪ There's so many ways

♪ A man can dream Of being cruel ♪

♪ I don't wanna be around When he finds I'm the one ♪

♪ Dancing with his baby

♪ Loving her on the run

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

♪ Oh, ah

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ That we're getting in

♪ 'Cause we're alone tonight

♪ And there ain't No sign of him ♪

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ I don't know what to do

♪ I may wind up losing Baby, more than you ♪

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ Hey, hey, ha-ha, hey

♪ We're alone tonight

♪ And there ain't No sign of him ♪

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ I don't know what to do

♪ 'Cause I may wind up losing Baby, more than you ♪

♪ It's a fine mess

♪ Ha-hey, hey-hey, babe

♪ 'Cause we're alone tonight

♪ And there ain't No sign of him ♪