Gangland enforcers broke the arms of an elderly news dealer this afternoon...
when he refused to share his week's receipts with them.
Stacks of newspapers were tossed in the gutter...
as the thugs wrecked the business and made their getaway.
Lunchtime crowds were paralysed by the suddenness of the crime.
Not a hand was raised in protest!
Organized crime is their name.
What appeared to be organized hoods shattered the kneecaps...
of the beloved operator of a shoeshine parlour today...
as horrified customers looked on.
The bootblack would not give up his receipts...
and paid dearly for his failure to surrender to gang demands.
A mother of four, unable to pay a gambling debt, lies dead tonight.
Gangland thugs left her to expire in a pool of blood...
as they helped themselves to the contents of a cash register...
inside the luncheonette.
I was talkin' to them, at the station house, you know, and it was the darnedest thing I ever saw.
Oh, yeah? Wow.
Five, no help. King, no help.
- Aces and eights. - Twenty.
- Ohh. - Okay, I'm callin'.
Deuce, still possible. Six, no help.
Got a pair of aces, a pair of eights.
Okay, the ace bets.
- Hey, Little Face. - What's the trouble?
Come on, let's go. Ace bets five.
- I call. - Six. - See ya.
What's that?
Cat.
Ohh. A little kitty.
Hi, little fella.
Let's go. Ace bets five.
- I'm callin'. - I'm in.
Six, and a possible straight.
Queen, eight, pair of eights.
Uh, nine, no help.
- Jack, no help. - King, no help.
Well, Little Face?
See what you can find. I wanna leave a little message here.
Calling Dick Tracy! Calling Dick Tracy!
- Come in, Pat. This is Tracy. - What is that?
We got five dead men at the 7th Street Garage, and nobody knows who they are.
You'd better get over here right away.
I'm on my way.
I'll be back. I wanna know how it comes out.
- Excu-- Oh, excuse me. - Ow! - Sorry.
- Hello, boys. - Tracy! - Here, Chief.
- Tracy, are we glad to see you. - Tracy, whoever they are, they're all dead.
Five dead men, Tracy, and we don't even know who they are.
Whoever did it took their identification, but they didn't take a dime.
Big Boy Caprice.
- Everything all right, Tracy? - Fine, fine.
Just a little trouble downtown.
Tracy, they're sayin' that Big Boy's got the city out of control.
- Is that right? - And what about this rumour they're movin' you up to chief of police?
We've already got an excellent chief of police, Bert. Why don't you shave off that silly mustache?
- How about runnin' for mayor, Tracy? - I'm a cop, Charlie. I don't wanna take a demotion.
- Hey, Tracy-- - Hey, McNally, I want a copy of that shot.
- They're sayin' Big Boy's got the city out of control. - Still can't get anything on him, huh?
Don't let 'em get to you, Tracy. You'll get Big Boy.
Big Boy's on the street, and they wanna stick me behind a desk?
They believe in you, Tracy. They think if you're Chief of Police, this city'll be safe.
Tess, there's about as much chance of me gettin' behind a desk as there is of me gettin' a new girlfriend.
Sooner or later you're gonna decide
Sooner or later there's nowhere to hide
Baby, it's time So why waste it in chatter
Let's settle
The matter
Baby, you're mine on a platter
I always get my man
I'm gonna love you like nothin' you've known
I'm gonna love you and you all alone
Sooner is better than later
But, lover
I'll hover
I'll plan
This time I'm not only getting
I'm holding my
Man
Bad news on the garage, Lips.
They bumped 'em all off. Our men are getting very nervous.
- Champagne, Miss Mahoney? - Breathless...
that was beautiful, as always.
I'm so happy you liked it.
- You mind if I leave? - Why?
- I get sick when you eat. - You didn't used to.
- You didn't used to be a zeppelin. - Your devotion is touching. - Lips!
Lips, it's a raid! It's the cops!
Lips Manlis, you're under arrest for owning and operating a gambling establishment.
- Yeah? Where's your warrant? - Right here. Let's go.
- You too, Breathless. - I wasn't gamblin', I was singin'.
- Get in the car. - Flattop.
- These ain't cops! - Who are they?
Hiya, Lips. Hiya, Breathless. Let's go.
Even Chief Brandon says you'd make a wonderful chief of police.
- It's a desk job. - What's so bad about a desk job anyway?
You think if you sit at a desk you're playing it safe...
but, Tracy, if you weren't out in the street every night riskin' your neck, you could have a wife-- I mean, a life.
Nobody's gonna put Big Boy Caprice behind bars sittin' behind a desk.
Tracy, you said you were gonna take a day off tomorrow.
- Huh? - Hmm?
Come on.
- Tracy, did you say you're gonna-- - Sure, but--
- Hey, kid! - Hey! - Hey-- Hey!
- Where you goin'? - Stop him! - Take it easy.
- Hey, stop! - Huh? - He stole my watch!
- Hey, kid. Hey! Hey, kid! - Stop that boy! Stop that boy!
C-- Come here. Did you steal this man's watch?
- Hi, Tess. - The rest of my party should be arriving any minute.
Come on, kid. You're makin' a mistake!
It's only a watch! You don't wanna get yourself in this kind of trouble!
Hey! What are you tryin' to do? You're gonna get hurt, kid!
Be careful! You're gonna get hurt!
- What'd you get? - Didn't save me no chicken.
Let's see the stuff.
- That's all? - Yeah.
Hey, tough guy, you wanna try that on somebody your own size?
Maybe we should step outside.
Okay, tough guy. Now do you want to give the kid a piece of chicken?
We got a place for people who beat up kids.
- This cockroach your old man? - Go suck an egg!
Oh. Look what you did to your pretty tuxedo.
Big Boy, ain't we pals?
No pals in this business, Lips. You taught me that.
- Sign it. - The deed to the Club Ritz?
That's right. I'm goin' into show business now.
You're dirty, Lips. You need a bath.
Not the bath. Not the bath. Big Boy, not the bath!
- Hey. You got a name? - Kid.
- "Kid"? - Kid.
What's the name your mother and father gave you?
- What mother and father? - Who takes care of you?
Who takes care of you?
This is Moriarty. I'm at the Southside Warehouse. Do you read me?
Repeat, Moriarty. You're at the Southside Warehouse?
Right. I don't know who they are, and I can't see what's goin' on inside.
The car was unmarked--
Big Boy, we're friends! Big Boy, not the bath! Not the bath! We're friends!
- No! - I know, and I'm gonna miss ya.
But, "all's fair in love and business." Benjamin Franklin.
Big Boy. Big Boy, Big Boy. Think about it, Big Boy. How could you do this?
- You. - Me?
- How do you want it? - Want it?
Around me, if a woman don't wear mink, she don't wear nothin'.
Well, I look good both ways.
Mumbles! Wipe it off.
All right! Put the word out!
Lips' territory is my territory now!
Everyone who worked for him is workin' for me.
Everything he owned, I own!
Let's get outta here! Cover that trapdoor!
I heard you say you love me
You are my lucky charm
With you here on my arm
Well, I gotta call the welfare society. Hey, Mike, could I use--
- Wait. The what? - The boys' home.
Mike, you got any ice cream-- Hey, hey, hey!
- Let go! - Hey, where you goin'?
- What are you doin'? - You ain't stickin' me in no orphanage. I been there.
Hey, hey, come on. Sit down, sit down.
I'm very sorry, pal. It's the law. Sit down.
Look, kid, if you don't have a home with a mother and a father, you go to the orphanage. It's the law.
-Hey, Mike, you got any ice cream? -Calling Dick Tracy. Calling Dick Tracy.
Bring the kid some ice cream. Come in, Sam.
Southside Warehouse on the river, Tracy. Somethin's goin' on.
- You'd better get down there. - I'm on my way.
Hey, Tracy, what about the eating machine?
Huh? Oh. Can you watch him or somethin'?
Watch him do what?
Uh, well, uh--
Uh, just take him to my place. I'll tell Pat to call the orphanage.
- You two married? - No. Would you like a broken arm?
- I don't like dames. - Good. Me neither.
- Walnuts. - Walnuts?
Tracy, there is a widow to whom a few words need to be said in bereavement.
Pat, bring in Flattop and ltchy. Sam, get these fingerprinted.
- Flattop and ltchy? For what? - I wanna find Lips Manlis fast.
- With a handful of walnuts? - Yeah, with a handful of walnuts?
Walnuts?
- All right, all right, all right. - Hello, gentlemen.
- Where's Lips Manlis? - Who's Lips Manlis?
Yeah, who's Lips Manlis? We get to make one phone call. That's the law.
- Yeah? - Yeah. Gimme the phone.
There's the phone. Be my guest.
Make a note, Pat. They waived their right to a phone call.
- Right, Tracy. - Hey, copper.
Maybe you oughta look before you leap, huh? We got rights.
Take the bad men away. They scare me.
- Up, up. Outta here. - Yeah? Well, we got rights too, you know.
- Take your story walkin' with ya. - See ya around, Tracy, huh?
- Come on. - All right, all right.
- Eh, get your mitts off me. - You can't do this, Tracy.
- The D.A.'ll say you're badgering witnesses. - Get me Mumbles.
- Tracy'll get you a drink. - I tell you, I don't know.
I don't know. You have no right to do that.
- Hello, Mumbles. - What right have they to talk to me that way?
- What's the matter with you? - Where's Lips Manlis?
- I don't have to tell you anything! - Where's Lips Manlis?
Got my diamonds
- Got my yacht - Yacht!
Got a guy I adore
A guy I adore! Let's hear it! Let's hear it!
- I'm so happy with what I got - You're on. Life, life, life. Let's go.
- Stretch it! Stretch it! - I want more
More! I want more!
- Count your blessings - Count your blessings.
One, two, three
- I just hate keeping score - I hate it!
I hate keepin' score. Let's show it! Move it!
- Any number is fine with me - Touch it! Touch it! I want it! Touch it!
- Grab it! More! - As long as it's mine
More! Let's go!
- Come on! More! - More, more
More! Good!
If you got a little why not a lot
Add a bit and it'll get to be an oodle
- Every jot and tittle adds to the pot - Gotta pick it up. Gotta pick it up.
Soon, you got the kit as well as the caboodle
- More - Up, up! Up, up! Come on!
- More - Up! Up! Higher, higher! Let's go!
Never say when Never stop at plenty
- If it's gonna rain, let it pour - That's good, that's good.
Happy with ten Happier with twenty
- If you like a penny wouldn't you like many, many more - Penny-- Wouldn't you like many--
- Or does that sound too greedy - Pick it up, right here.
- That's not greed, no, indeedy - That's not-- No, indeedy!
- That's just stocking the store - Give it to me!
I don't know. You wanna do this? You wanna talk? Turn on the light, I'm gonna talk to you, you know.
I-- I didn't do it. I didn't do it. I didn't do it. I didn't do it.
I didn't do it. I didn't do it. There.
I don't know what you want. I didn't do it.
Mumbles, where's Lips Manlis?
- Okay. Kick it up. Kick it up! - That's what soothing about success
- Come on, down further. - Never settle
- For something less - Oh! Push it higher and higher.
- Something's better than nothing, yes - Run around, run around!
And nothing's better than
- More, more - Push it up!
More, more, more, more More, more, more
No! No! It's wrong! It's off! It's wrong! It doesn't work! It's not good!
- Boss. Boss! - What?
I'm sorry. These girls are tired.
Yeah. We been doin' it all night. It's 2:00 a.m.
"It's 2:00 a.m."?
I'm about to turn this dump into the birthplace of a new era of entertainment...
you're telling me it's 2:00 a.m.?
- Play the piano! - Hey! That was a silly thing to do.
- He's the best piano player in town. - Shut up!
Come here.
Next time I take his fingers and I turn 'em into pretzels.
I just might do the same thing to your face.
See? He's playin' better already.
Let's go. From the toppy-top.
From the top.
Care for some water? I'm thirsty.
- Where's Lips Manlis? - Gimme that.
Where's Lips Manlis?
Okay, you heard him, Mrs Green. That's his testimony.
- Okay, boys, get him outta here. - His wh-- His what?
- Get him. - Hey, hey. Come on with me, Mumbles. - Impossible. Just impossible.
That's coercion, Tracy. Even if you get anything, it's illegal.
Just tell the boys in the lab, fingerprint those walnuts by 8:00 in the morning 'cause
- You're what? - It's the fifth time! - Yep. Fifth time. That's right.
- It's a gamble if you can't make it stick. - Big gamble, Tracy.
Leavin' Big Boy on the street. Now let's go get him.
No, indeedy
-That's just stocking-- -Hello, Big Boy. I brought your garbage.
- Tracy. - We meet again, huh? Where's Lips?
This is a private club, copper. You got a membership card?
- Do you? - I own it.
- Since when? - Today.
- I made a deal with Lips. - Lips.
- Where is he? - I don't know.
- Must've left town or somethin'. - Well, that's a coincidence.
My new girl, Breathless Mahoney, meet Dick Tracy...
servant of the people, like me.
- You like walnuts, don't you, Big Boy? - I love 'em.
A lot of people like walnuts. They're good for the liver.
Yeah, but they're bad for the brain. You're sloppy, Big Boy.
You're under arrest. Get him outta here, boys.
- We got a nice place for him to sleep where they don't serve walnuts. - We'll get ya in a half hour, Boss.
- I'm performing the opening number, Boss. - This ain't a break!
- Keep rehearsin'! Get my lawyer. - See ya in a half hour, Boss.
Tell 'em it's Flatfoot. He's at it again, and he's got no case.
-Hello? -You're breaking and entering, you know.
- Sorry. - Sit down.
Aren't you gonna arrest me?
If I were gonna arrest you, I'd have done it by now.
Then what are you up to, honey?
I think Lips Manlis is dead, and I want you to tell me who killed him.
Or maybe you weren't on his side. Whose side are you on?
The side I'm always on. Mine.
- No grief for Lips? - I'm wearing black underwear.
You know, it's legal for me to take you down to the station and sweat it out of you under the lights.
I sweat a lot better in the dark.
I know how you feel. You don't know if you wanna hit me or kiss me.
- I get a lot of that. - Look, you're safe.
Big Boy's in jail. You're the one that can keep him there. Give me a call.
You can do a little two-step
I'll go anywhere that you step to
'Cause now I'm followin' you
My feet
Might be fallin' out of rhythm
- Don't know what I'm doin' with 'em-- - My gosh. What time is it?
- It's 6:30. - I have to get to the greenhouse.
- I've got those new delphiniums coming in. - Oh.
Pat says he's gonna call the orphanage today.
- Tracy, you might try watering those. - Tess.
- Mm-hmm? - Thanks for watchin' the kid.
- Night, Tracy. - Uh, Tess.
You know, you're one in a million.
Romance him if he begs you to
Now I'm followin' you
Oh, Tracy, good night.
Oh, by the way, Tracy, have a good sleep.
Rompin' Rompin' stompin'
I'm rompin' Rompin' stompin'
I'm rompin' Rompin' stompin' all day
- You tried the iodine transfer? - Yes, Tracy.
- And the silver nitrate? - Twice.
Big Boy Caprice's fingerprints are not on those walnuts, Tracy.
Well, I had to take the gamble. What is it, Sam?
Tess is waiting, boy's department, Marshall and Bradbury.
She says she's not gonna go for a drive in the country with that kid if he's wearing
Police brutality, boys. And this is the fifth time.
Lucky for me I don't bruise easily.
Mr Caprice, do you intend to take legal action against the city for false arrest?
Why should I blame the city for something one man is doing?
This Tracy character's unstable. The city should get rid of him.
- You mean, if you don't get rid of him first. - Who said that?
Hey, there's Fletcher!
"Law without order is as great a danger to the people as order without law."
Jefferson.
How can I support a maverick police detective...
who keeps making false arrests of private citizens and throwing them in jail?
- Tracy, I am district attorney-- - Tracy!
Tess can't get the kid to take off these smelly clothes.
Chief, I am a candidate for mayor.
If you can't control Detective Tracy, you'll just have to take him off duty.
Or I'll have to prosecute him and take you off duty.
Tracy, Tess is havin' a terrible time with this kid. What should I do?
Hey, hey, hey! Come here! Come here! Hey, come on!
- You don't have to wear what Tess tells you to wear. - No!
Come here! Where you goin'? What are you runnin' away from?
- I don't need no suit. A suit's for school. - School?
You can't fool me. That means the orphanage. I ain't wearin' no suit.
Kid, your clothes don't smell very good. Okay?
Now, if you don't wanna wear a suit, just go back in there and say you don't wanna wear a suit.
Otherwise, pick the suit you like.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Just we two, flyin' high and hiding up in a tree
Live alone and like it That's the answer for me
Don't come out of that tree That's the answer--
Get your mitts off of me! I can do it myself!
- Oww! - Get outta here!
- The young man will be out in a moment, I presume. - All right, when do we eat?
Live alone and like it
- Free as the birds in the trees - When do we eat?
High above the briers Live alone and like it
I do whatever I please
- When do we eat? - What my heart desires
Free to hang around or fly at any old time
- When do we eat? - No equivocation
Most of all, no guarantees
That's my only motto Free of obligations
- Only the murmurin' breeze - When do we eat?
As an obbligato Live alone and like it
Why is that such a crime
Free to call the tune
Free to say if I'm gonna work or play
I can have the moon
But I don't have to have it night and day
Anyway, what I like is gliding where the wind takes me to
Flyin' high and hiding up in a tree
Live alone and like it That's the answer for me
Don't come out of that tree
That's the answer for me
- Nice day. - Yeah.
Uh...
What?
- I been thinkin', Tess. - What about?
- Well, you living alone. - Oh, I like living alone.
-Huh? -You know that. I'm not the lonely type.
Well...
that's somethin' we got in common.
Yep. We have that in common.
Well, don't you think that, since we have so much in common...
it might be a good idea if we just went ahead and--
Yes?
Uh, well...
Look, l-l-l-l wasn't thinkin' about you livin' alone...
as much as l-- I was-- I was thinkin' about me livin' alone.
- I mean-- - What? - Hey, Tracy, watch out!
- Tracy, wait! - Hey, are you all right, kid?
- Yeah, I'm okay. - Thanks for the tip.
- Who was it, Tracy? - I don't know, kid.
- I thought we was goners. - They're just tryin' to scare us. They're just tryin' to scare us.
Geez, this is incredible! What are we waitin' for? Let's get 'em!
Let's get 'em! Come on, let's go! We can still get 'em!
- They took a right! I saw! - I'm sorry.
- This is amazing, Tracy! Come on! Let's go! - Tracy.
When you play in the street, it's part of the game-- I know that.
- Just don't ask me to like it. - Come on, let's go!
Where'd they go? Where'd they go?
They headed up towards Main Street.
W-Who was it, Tracy?
I don't know, boys. Do me a favour. Stick around here, will ya?
Sure, Tracy.
Police have hit a stone wall in their search for the perpetrators...
and the citizens of the peace-abiding neighborhoods are up in arms over the relentless gunfire
Crime is rampant in the streets. The only general who can take them back--
Thanks for calling. I was beginning to wonder what a girl had to do to get arrested.
Well, wearing that dress is a step in the right direction.
Are you gonna make a move, or do I have to do everything?
I'm on duty.
- What's your day off? - Sunday.
It's a big world. Must be Sunday somewhere.
Seem hot to you?
Hot?
Why'd you call me here?
You know that car?
What I'm looking for is a driver. Preferably one with some mileage.
Yeah?
I called you here 'cause I wanted to know if you're ready to testify.
No.
You're right, Tracy. Why would you get mixed up with me?
I'm a cheap floozie to you.
I'll be lucky if I get through the week alive. They probably followed me here.
It isn't easy, Tracy.
You wanna throw me in jail? Go ahead.
- Let's dance - Watch the kid.
You can do a little two-step
I'll go anywhere that you step to
'Cause now I'm following you
My feet
Might be fallin' out of rhythm
Don't know what I'm doin' with 'em
But I know I'm following you
I remember all of you from when I was nothin'.
Pruneface, you tossed a fire bomb in my car one night. Give me a lot of trouble, but I forgive you.
Mocca, you put three slugs into me, but I lived. I forgive you too.
I owe everybody at this table a little somethin', but I forgive all of you.
Why? Because I put the past in the past.
However, a boss who cannot see the future...
becomes a liability to everyone concerned.
What are you, a fortune-teller? What do you mean, the future?
Pruneface, what I mean...
is the future is me.
Pat, Sam, come in. This is Tracy. I followed her to the Club Ritz.
It looks like we got every hood in town in one room-- Pruneface, Flattop, Johnny Ramm.
- Those guys hate each other. - Better get over here fast.
- I gotta find out why they're together. - All right, let's go.
Baby, you're mine on a platter
I always
Get my
We got a problem with organization. We're all split up. That's bad business.
While we're divided, the cops can keep us under control.
But use your imaginations. We form this big company, see.
Each of us here at the table are on the board of directors.
- I'm chairman of the board. - Why you?
Because I have a vision.
A big boss must have a vision.
We got a town with thousands of small stores and businesses, people who are workin' real hard.
I think they should be workin' real hard for us...
because we are for the people.
And "if you ain't for the people, you can't buy the people." Lincoln.
We will become the people's silent partner.
Every time some citizen buys a pound of hamburger, we get a nickel.
Every time some guy gets a haircut, we get a dime.
We'll dress like bankers, join the Rotary Club.
Together we will own this town.
Why you?
- Excuse me. - Hey.
When do we kill Dick Tracy?
As you know, if anything happens to Tracy, I'm the prime suspect.
- Leave Dick Tracy to me. - I say we kill Tracy now.
- You say? - I say.
I say you say nothing. I say you get behind me, we all profit.
You challenge me, we all go down.
There was one Napoleon, one Washington, one me.
I'm out.
It only works if we're all in.
Then it don't work.
I got a good business. I'll take my chances alone.
Let him go, let him go. It's still a free country.
Maybe he'll have a change of heart.
Sam, I'm worried about Tracy. What would it take to make you go off your trolley?
Not me. I'm not the type.
Tracy, are you crazy? You don't have a search warrant.
If you don't get off that ledge, do you have any idea what the D.A. will do to you?
-Yeah, Tracy, this is Pat. Come on down. -Just be ready to get me outta here.
Who's that? Spaldoni?
I think that's Spaldoni leaving.
If any of those bums find you up there, Tracy, the chief'll never forgive you.
Come on, Tracy, get off that building. If they catch you, they got a perfect right to do whatever they want.
- Great Scott! - Great Scott!
Very upsetting.
Go, Sam! Get him!
Peppermint. Try some.
You know, Tracy, for a tough guy you do a lot of pansy things.
Is that right?
- Who is it? - Mr Tracy?
- Who is it? - I'm Mrs Skaff.
- I'm from the welfare department. - The welfare department?
I'm afraid we're going to have to take the little boy to the orphanage.
Well, just give me one minute, Mrs Skaff.
I hope you understand, Mr Tracy.
As a single man, you can't just pick up a child from the streets and take him home.
- Mrs Skaff, let's discuss this. - He belongs in the orphanage. It's the law.
Then he has to be processed through the proper channels. And then--
Uh, Mrs Skaff, if you'll just leave this situation to me, I think you'll--
- We don't want no kid, copper. - Yeah, we don't want no kid, copper. Get dressed.
Go on, get in there, or I'll plug ya. Go on.
Glad you could join us, Tracy.
We thought you'd be much more comfortable meeting us here in the basement of your girlfriend's
while she's away at work.
You know, Dick-- You mind if I call you Dick?
My associates here would very much like to see you have a little accident.
But I tell 'em no.
I'll take care of Tracy myself, I tell 'em. You know why?
I want you on my side! And let me tell you what my side is.
My side is a lifetime of action and adventure with no clock to punch.
It's treatin' that gal of yours one hundred percent.
She should be treated like a princess, protected like a baby.
- You gonna put all that money down there? - Fifteen thousand clams.
- It's a deal. - Fifteen thousand clams!
Welcome to new waters, Dick! We're gonna run one hell of a ship with you aboard.
There's a big world out there, and it's up for sale, all of it.
All we gotta do is make sure that the people know...
I'm the one big enough to run it.
And that you are guilty of attempting to bribe an officer of the law.
- Hey, hey! - Not so fast, copper.
- You dumb dick. - Let's give it to 'im!
- Okay, boys! - Do it!
You have just said goodbye to oxygen.
You silly, stupid cop. You refuse me?
I offer you the keys to a kingdom...
and you tell me you're an officer of the law.
I am the law! Me!
Boys, you guaranteed me that this is gonna look like an accident.
Don't disappoint me. So long, sucker.
- You should've made the deal. - Yeah!
You're gonna have one terrible accident, Tracy. You think they're gonna find your body?
- Dumb dick. - I didn't think Tracy'd take a bribe.
Ouch! This accident's been waitin' to happen all day, Tracy.
You sure you don't wanna change your mind? Huh?
- I guess that's the end of Dick. - Yeah. Thirty seconds, no more Dick.
Thirty seconds, no more Dick. Thirty seconds, no more Dick.
Hey, Tracy!
Kid! Get outta here! Get away from there!
Hurry! It's gonna explode! Get outta here, kid! Get outta here!
Don't worry, Tracy! I'll get you outta here!
Hit the dirt!
- Geez, Tracy, that was a lot of dough. - You're all right, kid.
For action in the face of grave danger, the Kid...
whose name will be filled in when he thinks of one...
is awarded this honorary detective certificate with badge.
- Congratulations, pal. - The best-lookin' officer on the force, with or without a name.
Well, this is just a temporary certificate till you pick a name for yourself.
- What's the matter with Kid? - Nothin'.
This means no more jumpin' on the back of cars. Got it?
- Tracy. - When does his certificate become permanent?
- I got a badge for you. - When he picks a name. - What do you mean?
- Look in your top drawer. - He's already got the makin's of a detective.
- Chief, it's temporary till he picks a name, huh? - Sure. He'll pick a name.
Couple of years, this kid'll be drivin'. Maybe I'll make him my partner.
Sam, that's somethin', isn't it? How'd you like to pick your own name?
- Put 'er there, Detective. - You know what I'd pick? I'd pick Sam.
What's the matter? We're not payin' you enough money?
Don't tell me about my boys messin' up the Tracy rub-out.
They were being tested. They flunked.
Now they're just flunkies, like you.
I don't care if Tracy puts one and one together.
Don't matter to me. You're still workin' for me.
You're on my side. You're not out. You're not out!
When you are dead, then you are out. You are mine. I own you.
Tracy, we've got 14 witnesses.
They all insist Big Boy spent the entire morning at a dance lesson.
- Uh-huh. - I am sorry.
I'll be just a second, Tess.
- What kind of ice cream did you get? - Fresh peach.
Better eat it right away. It's starting to run a little.
What are you doing here?
- What are you doin' here? - Aren't you gonna frisk me?
You're so good with names, what's a name that you like?
Well, I don't know. Herbert, Horace, Thomas, Edgar. Anything's better than Kid.
- Hold this. - Well, I like Kid.
Well, if you want that detective certificate to be permanent, you gotta pick a name.
Gimme.
- She's pretty. - She's a lot more than that.
Look, if I testify against Big Boy, he'll have me bumped off.
- He'd have to bump me off first. - Why?
Because I'd be protecting you 24 hours a day.
- You would? - Yeah. That's my job.
Do you always put so much of yourself into your job?
You're not gonna know that till you testify.
You're a good man, Tracy.
And I wanna do the right thing.
Come here.
Hey, what's the hurry? Where's the fire?
Throwin' a ball in a trash can. Is that supposed to be some big deal?
- Tess, uh, this is-- - I know who she is.
- Hello, Miss Mahoney. - You must be Miss Trueheart.
- Tracy's told me so much about you. - Oh?
He doesn't know so awfully much about me.
Yeah, uh-- uh, thanks for comin' by.
- We'll be in touch, Tracy. - Right. Uh--
Miss Trueheart.
What a cute little boy.
I'll bet she does some nifty undercover work.
Well, we're makin' our move on the Club Ritz tonight, uh--
Oh, is this-- is this pistachio?
Now, that's what I call a dame. What was she doin' here?
She knows somethin'. I'm tryin' to get her to testify.
You know what, Tracy? You oughta let me talk to her.
Is this 88 Keys? I got a deal for ya.
Meet me at the city car barn in one hour.
That's right. One hour.
Up here, 88.
Open the suitcase.
Do you want to know why I called you?
Five thousand. Your first payment.
For what?
You work for Big Boy now. You wanna make a lot of money helping him?
- Yes or no? - Yeah.
Give that letter to Big Boy.
Tell him you found it under your door.
Who do I tell him you are?
You don't, because you never saw me.
And don't try to find me. I'll call you.
Make the deal.
"If you kill Dick Tracy, you will be the prime suspect and the city will mobilize against you.
"But for ten percent of your business we guarantee Dick Tracy will not be a problem for you any more...
and you will not be suspected of anything."
What can you lose? They don't deliver, you don't pay.
You're a piano player. What do you want to be, a radish?
Don't bring me a deal from someone you never saw, you don't know how to get to.
Get him outta here. Go ahead. Play the piano. Okay, what's this?
I think I got this figured out. I'm gonna--
- Hey. Got a match? - I think we can work it out this way, Big Boy.
- What was that all about? - My income tax.
Hey!
Come here.
- You want me to follow him? - Where, to the piano?
That was none of your business. Come here.
I'm your business. Okay, Numbers, let's see your numbers.
So then we get the same percentage from the laundries--
- Where do you think you're goin'? - Come on, Tracy, take me with you.
Get back in there and brush your teeth. Go on. And wish me luck tonight.
I'll see you later.
Move in and take your positions.
Sooner or later you're gonna be mine
- Two. - Sooner or later
You're gonna be mine
Baby, it's time that you faced it
I always get my man
Got to hand it to you, Big Boy. You got the best broads in town. Top drawer.
You're gonna decide
Come in, Tracy. Come in, Tracy.
- This is Tracy, Sam. - We made it.
Why waste it in chatter
-Careful, Tracy. The waiters carry guns. -We'll settle
The matter
Baby, you're mine on a platter
- I always get my man - Come in, Tracy. All set.
- Okay, boys, let's go. - This is it. Keep it quiet. Keep it quiet.
How could you-- All right.
All right, all right. I got it under control. I got it. Please.
Everybody, it's okay! Please! Please!
Okay-- No, no! I got it under control! Everybody!
No! No, look, folks. It's okay. Everything's under con--
Just sit down. Everything. Relax. It's easy.
Get this thing taken care of. It's okay. No, everything's all right.
Okay, Bill, that side of the room. Frank, cover the bar.
Hello, Big Boy. The gang's all here. What is it, a class reunion?
This is a private party, mister. Invitation only.
- The more you resist, babe - Here's my invitation.
- A search warrant. - The more it excites me
And no one I've kissed, babe
Ever fights me again
You're on my list
- Because it's just a question of when - No gamblin', no nothin', Tracy.
What, you mean you thought we had gambling here?
I wouldn't be caught dead in a place that permitted gambling.
- I'll be back, Big Boy. - Listen, tell me when you're comin'.
- I'll have a big party waitin' for ya. - Let's go, boys.
- Right, Tracy. - Then, baby, amen
- Hey, hey. - I thought you was gonna take care of Tracy.
He didn't look around. Did you notice?
- Yeah. - I don't get it. - He was just tryin'
- How'd it go? - Clockwork.
Well, let's just hope Big Boy thinks I'm too stupid to look under the top of a table.
Pat, I am gonna get him. It's just a question of when.