Dick Tracy
Önceki.
göster.
yer.
sonraki.

:00:29
Gangland enforcers broke the arms of
an elderly news dealer this afternoon...

:00:33
when he refused to share
his week's receipts with them.

:00:36
Stacks of newspapers
were tossed in the gutter...

:00:38
as the thugs wrecked the business
and made their getaway.

:00:42
Lunchtime crowds were paralysed
by the suddenness of the crime.

:00:46
Not a hand was raised in protest!
:00:52
Organized crime is their name.
:00:54
What appeared to be organized hoods
shattered the kneecaps...

:00:57
of the beloved operator
of a shoeshine parlour today...

:01:00
as horrified customers looked on.
:01:02
The bootblack would not
give up his receipts...

:01:04
and paid dearly for his failure
to surrender to gang demands.

:01:06
A mother of four, unable to pay
a gambling debt, lies dead tonight.

:01:10
Gangland thugs left her
to expire in a pool of blood...

:01:12
as they helped themselves
to the contents of a cash register...

:01:15
inside the luncheonette.
:01:40
I was talkin' to them,
at the station house, you know, and
it was the darnedest thing I ever saw.

:01:43
Oh, yeah? Wow.
:01:45
Five, no help.
King, no help.

:01:50
- Aces and eights.
- Twenty.

:01:53
- Ohh.
- Okay, I'm callin'.

:01:56
Deuce, still possible.
Six, no help.

:01:59
Got a pair of aces,
a pair of eights.


Önceki.
sonraki.