The Falcon Takes Over

Never mind, bud. I'm just waiting for someone.

Yes, sir. Would you mind pulling ahead a little, please?

Okay.

Hey, you know anything about that dive in there?

No.

Just saw you talking to the doorman.

I am talking to you but I don't know you.

What I mean is...I've only been into that place once, buddy.

Ever know of a girl named Velma in there?

Brother, if she's your girl, I don't wanna know her.

I just asked you a simple question.

Alright, so I never met a girl by that name.

She worked in the place that used to be here five years ago.

I ain't seen her for five years.

- Five years is a long time. - Yeah, it is.

She promised to wait for me if she is some place.

- You don't know Velma. - No, I don't know Velma.

And it'll be healthier for the both of us if we never meet.

Just a moment, sir. Club rules, evening clothes only.

Sorry, sir. You can't go in there.

Looking for somebody?

Yeah, Velma. Does she work here?

Velma? There's no Velma around here.

- I am sorry, but-- - Where's the boss's office?

- Maybe he can tell me-- - I'm sorry.

The doorman should've explained. We don't admit anyone--

Where is the boss's office?

Back there. But you won't be able to see Mr. Montgomery.

'Move!'

No, you don't.

- Keep going, pal. - Yes, sir.

I wanna get out alive

but did you eliminate some competition back there?

- What makes you think so? - Skip it. I ain't curious.

You'll live longer.

I guess I better drop you now. I got a date.

You wouldn't want it with an angel, would you?

No, sir.

- Then keep on driving. - Yes, sir.

'Alright. Break it up. Break it up. Come on.'

- Allow me. - Oh, thanks.

Hmm, the great Falcon.

Haven't seen you for a half a dozen murders.

- What're you doing here? - I was gonna ask you?

- I ain't night clubbing. - Mind if I join you?

- I certainly would. - Thanks.

Bates, take everybody in a place.

- Why, chief? - A murder's been committed.

And I'd like to find out something about it.

- Do you mind? - No, not at all, chief.

I thought you gave up detecting and dames since you got engaged.

I did, but my fiancee's out of town. I have some free evening.

Why, Homer Bilkie! I didn't think you'd show up.

- You don't know Homer. - Yeah, madam.

I think you must be mistaken. My name is, uh, Dittenfrisk.

Fingerprints?

They're checking on it downtown.

- What do you say, doc? - Broken neck.

- What? - He's right.

- You mean, he wasn't shot? - He was held by the shoulders

and shaken so hard, his neck was broken.

You can't do that.

You can argue about that with the corpse.

- Good day, gentlemen. - Cheerio.

- I got all the dope, boss. - Alright.

I get it from the bartender.

A palooka comes in and ask for a dame named Velma.

They ask him to leave cause he ain't dressed proper.

- You know what he does? - What?

He trounced the head waiter across the room.

- Then he starts back here. - Yeah. Dames scream. Guys yell.

- Manager hears the commotion. - 'He sees the guy at the door.'

- He runs back to the desk. - For a roscoe. He takes aim.

- Fires. - Twice.

- Like you can see, he missed. - Too bad.

"Will the police apprehend the killer?

Tune in tomorrow at 6:50. Go on! Give me the rest.

Then the killer goes to work, he lams outta here in double time,

hops in a car and powders.

He must have had an accomplice waiting in that car.

That's a great deduction.

Get that.

I might even say brilliant.

Grimes talking.

Okay. Fingerprint Bureau. For you.

O'Hara.

Yeah.

Okay. Put on a general radio alarm for him.

Fingerprints check with a character named Moose Malloy.

Doing a 20 year stretch for manslaughter.

Broke out last week. Still owing the state 15 years.

How very ungracious of him.

Ex-wrestler. 6'5". 265 pounds without his necktie.

Just a cute little fella.

Go on out there, boys, and turn that crowd loose.

We'll pick this mug up within an hour.

'I'll have your badge for this flatfoot! I'll tell O'Hara.'

Break it up! Break it up!

Well, if it isn't Jonathan G. Locke

the mastermind stooge.

Oh, you. I should've known you'll be behind

this miscarriage of injustice. I'm gonna sue you!

Shut up. What is this?

This mug drove the getaway car.

- Yeah? - He's off his beat.

It's him, alright, inspector. The doorman saw him.

So, Moose Malloy must have had an accomplice, huh?

Will you guys quit clowning? If I was an accomplice

will I drive back and walk right into your arms?

I was parked out front waiting for The Falcon

when this man mountain comes and says something about a dame.

I don't know him for nothing. So he goes..

- Oh, he did it, huh? - No, no.

This guy's tired so we told him to take a nap. Go ahead.

The mountain runs out, jumps in the car.

He grabs me by the neck and he says, "Get going."

- Did he have a rod? - He didn't flash it.

Oh, you obeyed an unharmed stranger, huh?

I obeyed what had me by the neck.

A gun ain't the only way of killing people.

- How did he get it? - Broken neck.

Didn't I tell you?

Yeah. Now tell me where you took him.

Why, I, uh..

...I-I just drove him around till he said he'd get out.

- Where? - Ten blocks over the subway.

You just let him off? Just like that. Did he give you a tip?

He tipped me to keep my trap shut

so he wouldn't have to shut it for keeps.

So we're gonna need Goldy here. Nobody else, Mr. Dittenfrisk?

That seems to be routine. Think I'd do better in a movie.

- Come on, Goldy. - Huh?

Go ahead. With your puss, the boys can pick you up anytime.

Wise guy.

Camera-shy, Goldy?

Yeah. Me and my neck wants to be in magneto.

Aren't you Gay Lawrence, "The Falcon"?

- Guilty. - We're reporters, Mr. Lawrence.

- You interested in this case? - It's a coincidence I am here.

That's what you told before you broke the Gordon murder ring.

This time it's true, boys. O'Hara's on his own.

What a break for crime?

- Why did you lie to O'Hara? - Well, I didn't, I tell you.

Goldy, where did you really take the killer?

17 Washington Avenue. Over in Brooklyn. Near a graveyard.

So he wouldn't have to carry the bodies too far.

And you even wanted to keep it from me. Why?

Moose said he'd mangle me if I squawked.

He's strictly the mangling type.

This can get you into trouble with O'Hara.

Not the kind of trouble I'll get in with The Moose.

Anyways, we're in a brokerage business, remember?

You swore off dames and crimes.

This case seems especially interesting.

Ah, I should know better. Where are we going?

17 Washington Avenue, Brooklyn.

Okay.

Wait a minute! That's where I took..

- Exactly. - But you can't do this!

We can if we're quick enough.

That guy ain't human. He's a mountain.

So, like Mohammed we go to the mountain.

- 'Isn't that the house?' - 'That's where I took him.'

You stay here and keep the engine running.

And be prepared for a quick start.

I don't even have to prepare.

Better take this with you.

Hiya, Herman!

- Happy Birthday, Herman. - This ain't my birthday.

- How are you, Herman, anyway? - And my name ain't Herman.

Mm-hmm, you can't fool me.

You mean to say you're not Herman K. Dittenfrisk..

...who is giving a party in this very establishment?

71 Washington Avenue.

You got your numbers twisted, buddy.

This is 17 Washington Avenue.

You're in the wrong place, Herman. Come on!

'No, Moose, don't. No. I wasn't trying to find you.'

- I didn't do nothin', Moose. - Shh. It's me.

- Let's get out of here. Quick. - He's gone.

- Maybe he forgot his hat. - You wait here.

I am going in to investigate.

I should've become a fireman like me old lady wanted me to.

He'd kill me. You gotta protect me. Do something.

I've always taken care of you, haven't I?

You've been getting your money every week as I promised.

But I didn't know Moose was gonna bust out.

- He'd kill me if he finds out. - Tell me what The Moose said.

He wants to know what happened to Velma.

He's coming back for information.

He says he'll strangle me if I don't get it.

We'll take care of him.

When he comes back, tell him he can get the information

he wants about her if he goes to..

Yeah.

Yeah.

- Mrs. Jessie Florian? - What do you want?