Sweet Smell of Success
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:25:03
Go, thou, and sin no more.
:25:06
- Senator.
- Goodbye, Mr Falco.

:25:12
- Don't let the Senator pay that check.
- I'll take care of it.

:25:16
President! My big toe
would make a better president.

:25:21
- Mr Hunsecker's coat, Joe.
- Pick me a good one, Joe.

:25:29
Thanks, Al.
:25:33
Anyone calls, Dan, I'll be at El Morocco.
:25:36
Where's your coat, Sidney? Saving tips?
:25:39
My curiosity's killing me, but what
are you so rambunctious about tonight?

:25:44
There's your fat friend.
:25:46
Police car, 1 6th precinct. Attention.
:26:00
- Hello, Harry.
- Buona sera. Come sta?

:26:03
Italian, Sidney. That shows
Lieutenant Kello likes your people.

:26:06
It's my Brooklyn background, JJ.
Good with Yiddish, too.

:26:10
Harry! Am I supposed to say "Uncle"?
:26:13
- Hello, Phil. How's the kids?
- Just great, Mr Hunsecker.

:26:17
- Anything fit for me to print tonight?
- Nah.

:26:19
I just checked downtown.
It's quiet everywhere.

:26:22
What happened to that doll?
She still alive?

:26:25
Yeah. She's hanging on.
We still don't know if she was pushed.

:26:29
- Maybe she jumped? Love suicide.
- Could be.

:26:31
Check that, will ya, Phil?
It's a real heartthrob.

:26:34
Harry, say hello to Sidney Falco.
Tickle him. He's been a bad boy tonight.

:26:39
He called you my "fat friend."
:26:42
- I don't believe it.
- I know! The strongest cop in town.

:26:45

:26:48
I call him "the boy
with the ice-cream face".

:26:50
That's good. In fact, it's apt, Harry.
:26:53
Yeah, I got eyes. I put things together.
:26:56
I remember once when you didn't
quite put things together.

:26:59
Boy, was the mayor mad.

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