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It may surprise you to know
that in my own senile way,
:58:05
l've found the solution.
:58:07
Look, in reality l am
judge Henry G. Blake,
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exponent of pool,
penny-ante pool, if you wish.
:58:13
Yeah, go on.
:58:14
But to Count Romero, l am
E. Worthington Manville,
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- a celebrated statesman.
- Yeah.
:58:21
Now, is there any reason
why Louie the Lug
:58:23
couldn't be
the Ambassador to Turkey?
:58:26
What?
:58:26
Or wouldn't the Weasel
make an excellent...
:58:29
- Secretary of War?
The Weasel?
:58:32
If Missouri Martin was introduced
to me as a New York society leader,
:58:36
- l wouldn't doubt it.
- Well, l would.
:58:39
And those girls in her club?
:58:41
There you have two dozen of
:58:43
the finest debutantes in town.
:58:46
You're off your nut!
:58:48
Open their kissers and
the roof would fall on 'em.
:58:52
That's the trick.
:58:54
They won't open their kissers,
:58:55
except for a few
introductory speeches
:58:59
which l'll dash off for them.
:59:01
Judge, l think you've got it.
:59:03
Sure, why not?
:59:05
I'll tell them the first one who
opens his yap will get slugged.
:59:09
Now where's my address book?
:59:12
Well, l give up.
:59:13
When Louie the Lug becomes
Ambassador to Turkey,
:59:16
l don't wanna be around anymore.
:59:20
I'm going over to
the insane asylum
:59:22
and hobnob with
a few sensible people.
:59:24
Judge, give me a hand.
You get on this phone.
:59:27
See if there's anyone at Boyle's.
You oughta know that number.
:59:32
A swell idea, judge.
:59:36
We'll marry Apple Annie's
daughter off or bust a gut!
:59:40
Hello, my good man.
:59:42
Would you connect me
with Harry the Horse?
:59:45
Hello, Butch.
:59:53
- Yeah?
- Cap. Moore, lnspector.
:59:56
- Send him right in!
- Yes, sir.
:59:59
Well?