The Dick Tracy Show

The Dick Tracy Show!

Okay, Chief.

I'll get on it right away.

Dick Tracy calling Hemlock Holmes.

Calling Hemlock Holmes.

Hemlock here.

Go ahead, Tracy.

Stooge Villa and Mumbles just broke out of the state pen.

They'll head straight to their stashed loot.

Tail them.

I know exactly where they are, Tracy.

In fact, I can put my finger on them right now.

Good.

Go to it, Hemlock.

Ready with the rock, Mumbles?

You sure did a good job.

Good.

All gift wrapped, eh?

Hand me the ribbon.

Gee, Fellows.

You needn't fuss over me.

No fuss at all, Flatfoot.

Hold this.

I'm holding it.

Okay, Mumbles.

Now what?

That's what, Copper!

Ah, bless my black heart!

That was fun!

You're right, Mumbles.

We should get out of here and get our

hidden loot in the meadow under the oak tree.

Gee!

I can't even swim a stroke.

I better get some help.

Hemlock Holmes calling the Retouchables.

Couple of thugs got me in hot water.

I'm ten fathoms deep.

In the midst of the East River.

Six-two and even.

Over and out.

Ten fathoms.

East of fathoms.

Lumberoni.

Ace two, let's go.

Go, go, go.

This is the address, but where is he?

Help!

He's right below us.

We got him, but he sure has put on weight.

Hang on, Hemlock.

We're coming.

Well, what took you so long?

Ten paces east and turn.

Six paces west, turn it.

Now, straight ahead for ten more paces, and we should be right there.

But where's the oak tree?