Song of the Thin Man

J' you're not so easy I

j' to forget I

j' no you're not so easy j'

j' to forget I

j' although I've told my heart j'

I to leave your memory I

"j' my heart seems to have a mind j"

"j' the haunting sweetness j"

j' of your face j“

j' no it's not so easy I.

J' for me to keep remembering j“

I and yet j'

j' you're not so easy I

j' to forget j'j'

gee, we sure get a genteel clientele.

Hey. Get a load of that one.

- Yoo-hoo. - Boys, boys.

In polite society, we don't say “yoo-hoo.“

we say "yoo-whom."

- Nick, hi. - Hi.

- You remember Mrs. Charles. - Hi.

You took the words right out of my mouth.

What are you doing at a clambake like this?

You ain't detectiving, are you?

Thinks that we should cultivate some people

she wants to create a proper atmosphere

for Nicky Jr.

Junior? Hey, how is the little squirt?

The little squirt is fine.

He can crack any safe in town

dealer: Thirty-one and black.

Thirty-one and black. Mama, that's us.

You shouldn't have talked that way to my friends.

- They're sensitive. - I didn't mean to hurt them.

Right down to their fingerprints.

Ah.

I've got a great idea.

- What is it? - Let's go home.

- What's at home? - You, my pipe, my slippers.

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Darling, give me my pipe, my slippers

and you can have my pipe and slippers.

That's sweet. But we're staying here.

Buddy Hollis and his famous clarinet.

That reedman is really whacked up tonight.

You'd be sporting a whack-job, too

if he was carrying a torch like he's carrying

for little cookie over there.

What's wrong? Boat rocking too much for you?

Or is the reedman's condition a little too tough to take?

The sensational buddy Hollis.

Sounded more like a kid with a kazoo.

And his own tune, too.

It isn't bad enough getting on the jumping juice

disappearing for days at a clip

he doesn't even know where he is when he gets back.

If you ask me, the guy has blown his top.

What do you expect after the pushing around we gave him?

Maybe you'd like to patch things up with him.

Would kinda make it convenient for you

and those other dames you've been chasing

around with lately, wouldn't it?

0h, you've been peeking.

I must have blown my top

kicking buddy over for a road-company Casanova like you.

Well, there you are. Bandstand too crowded for you?

Maybe you'd like me to bring the boys out here.

Sorry, boss man.

You mind taking the girlfriend with you?

Brings sunshine into everyone's life, doesn't he?

Stay out in that sunshine long enough,

you get a third-degree burn.

I can't stand that oily kisser of yours

too long without another drink.

- Sit down. - What do you mean?

Boys, you'd better get on there. Hurry up. Come on.

Get him up. He's not hurt. He's drunk.

Go on, get him up, get him out of here.

- He's alright. - You didn't have to hit him.

No, I should have stood there and let him

crease my scalp with that clarinet.

Man, he's beat. He couldn't lift it that high.

- What did you expect me to do? - Just what you did.

- He's through. Get him out. - Oh, no. Wait a minute.

I don't want any part of him. Get him out.

Trying to turn this boat into a fishing barge?

Relax. Phil, the band is my business.

While it's working on this boat, it's my business.

Okay, if that's the way you want it

when I finish here tonight, we'll wash up for good.

I don't like fast shuffles, Tommy.

Well, here's a card right off the top of the deck

Mitch talbin's booked a tour of dance halls for me.

Why, I can make more money with him

in 30 weeks than I could with you in 30 years.

You see, your publicity man did a good job on me.

That awful smell around here must be your gratitude.

Remind me to look that word up.

I'll be in your office later for my dough.

I need that money, Phil.

The bookies are putting the squeeze on me.

If I'm going to be left holding the bag

I'm holding everything that's in it.

And remember, nothing foolish.

Heard you was going on tour.

I've got a lot of friends in Miami.

Want me to have them look you up?

Gee, ai, I intended to pay you before I left town.

No hurry. We'll be around till closing.

I'd pay you what I owe you right now.

- I just signed up with him. - There's Mitch talbin.

Hello, Tommy. You know Tommy Drake.

I feel as though I know him intimately.

Yeah, baby's quite a fan of yours.

Well, I... I finally had it out with brant.

- Everything okay? - Yeah, yeah. It's all set.

Well, I... I gotta have some money.

Sure. Anything you want.

$12,000? That's a lot of money.

My luck's been a little sour lately, Mitch, but...

I... I... I'm good for it.

I'll sign my tour money over to you.

Yeah, I know, but trains get wrecked,

planes crash, you might drop dead.

- Well, I gotta think that over. - You'd better think fast.

Mitch, I gotta have it before closing.

Well, uh, I can think faster after I've had a drink.

- Come on, let's sit down. - But this is important, Mitch.

Baby, do you want to eat or do you want a drink

or do you want to dance?

I'm sure you wouldn't want to lose this.

0h! Thank you.

- Not at all. - Thank you very much.

You're very welcome.

Very welcome. Beautiful thing.

- Oh, Mr. Charles. Nora. - Hello.

We've been looking all over for you.

- You know Mr. Thayar of course. - Yes.

Well, we saved a place for you at our table.

It's down at the other end of the room.

We're table hopping. If you'll excuse us.

- Yes. - Good-bye.

Just the people who invited us.

You ought to remember the thayars.

He presented the museum with a million dollars

worth of antiques.

- He did? - Yes. They're very nice.

He seems especially nice for a guy carrying a gun.

- Agun? - Yes.

I felt it just now when we locked bumpers.

You know, if this rampage of respectability persists

we'll have to get you a bullet-proof girdle.

If you people think a gambler like brant

is going to turn the entire evening's proceeds

over to charity, you're being very naive.

- Well, he is. - Janet arranged it.

I don't know how she ever persuaded him to.

That doesn't take much imagination.

- Hello, Mr. Brant. - How are you?

- You know everybody. - How do you do?

We were just remarking about your generosity, Mr. Brant.

- Oh, I'm, I'm getting my cut. - I thought so.

May I have that dance now, Ms. Thayar?

Janet has just finished dancing.

- I'm sure she's tired. - I'd love to dance, Mr. Brant.

Janefl - David, please.

Well, maybe, we'd better make this some other time.

Father, if you'll take the trouble of consulting

my birth certificate, you'll find I'm of full age

and perfectly capable of making my own decisions.

- Phil. - Darling.

I don't think the blue-blooded Mr. Thayar going to like

the idea of his daughter being married to a guy like me.

Tomorrow, there won't be anything he can do about it.

You're sure you want to go through with it? Maybe, no dice.

It's going to be a natural.

I'll go down to my office, get my things, and some money.

Meet me at the companion way in ten minutes.

Rain again.

Tell Mr. Charles his breakfast is ready.

Uh-huh. Cornflakes before comics.

- But, mom. - After breakfast, Nicky.

Well, morning, son.

Hi, dad. Gee, you look keen.

Well, beautiful day, thought I'd dressed for it.

You look like a page out of "esquire."

Oh, boy! Another murder.

- It's a trap. - What?

I knew Roy shouldn't have trusted that arsenic Annie.

She's a man dressed in a woman's clothes.

- Annie's a man? - Sure. It's a dead giveaway.

A dame would never pass a mirror like that

without looking to see if her slip was showing.

Well, that's what daddy always says.

I never say dame.

I always say doll. Dish.

Well, anyway, it was a very shrewd deduction.

I want to read about that murder.

Maybe we can figure it out. Asta. Asta!

Your father's no longer interested in murders.