Murder, My Sweet
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:03:00
I just found out all over again
how big this city is.

:03:04
My feet hurt.
:03:05
And my mind
felt like a plumber's handkerchief.

:03:08
The office bottle hadn't sparked me up...
:03:10
so I'd taken out my little black book
and decided to go grouse hunting.

:03:15
Nothing like soft shoulders
to improve my morale.

:03:20
The soft shoulders had a date,
but she thought she could fix that...

:03:24
and was going to check right back.
:03:27
There's something about the dead silence
of an office building at night...

:03:31
Not quite real.
:03:33
The traffic down below was something
that didn't have anything to do with me.

:03:50
I seen your name
on the blackboard downstairs.

:03:53
Yeah?
:03:56
I come up to see you.
:04:00
You're a private eye?
:04:03
That's right.
:04:07
I'd like you to look for somebody.
:04:11
I'm closed up, pal. Come around
tomorrow, and we'll talk about it.

:04:14
I looked for her where she worked...
:04:17
but I've been out of touch.
:04:19
Okay. Tomorrow.
:04:29
I'd like to show you where she worked.
:04:36
Okay. You show me where she worked.
:04:39
This way.
:04:43
The joint looked like trouble,
but that didn't bother me.

:04:46
Nothing bothered me.
:04:47
The two twenties felt nice and snug
against my appendix.

:04:51
I tried to picture him in love
with somebody, but it didn't work.

:04:55
They changed it a lot.
:04:57
There was a stage where she worked,
and some booths.


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