:51:00
That you threw something into the harbor,
something that glinted in the sun.
:51:03
People will swear
it was a gun, Phyllis.
:51:06
Well, here's one you can swear to,
you and that big tub of lard.
:51:10
Baby don't get framed
by your kind.
:51:12
Your kind
come a dime a dozen.
:51:14
That accent don't score with me,
and I'm not payin' your bills.
:51:18
Look it up in
one of your books, Anzelmo.
:51:20
There's a dead bartender
the cops wanna know about.
:51:25
Hold it.
:51:29
Get over there.
:51:31
You too.
:51:35
I want the money too,
but not that bad.
:51:38
My car's right in front
of the door. Get in it.
:51:46
Give me the key.
:52:03
No, gentlemen, no. There's no time for that.
:52:07
I doubt whether there is
even time enough to get out of town.
:52:12
Phyllis, darling.
:52:17
The jig is up.
:52:22
- My car! We forgot it.
- We'll get it later.
:52:25
We're practically at the Cellar.
I'll open it up, and we'll have a drink.
:52:28
- I could use one.
- I wouldn't say no.
:52:32
Be careful. Don't trip over any of
the customers they forgot to clean up.
:52:37
It's a long time
since I've worked behind the bar.
:52:39
You gotta promise
not to tell the union.
:52:41
I'm 12 years behind
on my dues.
:52:44
Sit down.
:52:50
Stop me if
I'm repeating myself...
:52:52
but you're a very nice guy,
Mr. Phillips.
:52:54
- Forget it.
- I guess I owe you quite a bit.
:52:56
You owe me nothing
Whatever I did, I did for Christy.