That Girl (1966–1971): Season 1, Episode 9 - Time for Arrest - full transcript
An embarrassed Ann is arrested and in jail while wearing only a revealing leopard skin cave woman outfit. Despite she not wanting any of her friends or family to know her situation, she nonetheless calls Donald for help, he who jumps to all sorts of conclusions once he sees her behind bars wearing what she's wearing, and because she broke their date that evening telling him she was too tired to go out. However, Ann still isn't certain why she's in jail. The story... After breaking her date with Donald, Ann received an urgent plea from her friend Margie to fill in for her at work, a nightclub called The Cave whose theme is a prehistoric cave. Despite her reluctance, Ann was forced to wear the revealing costume for the job or else Margie would end up losing her job. Seeing her apprehension about wearing the costume in front of many people, Al Morgenthaler, one of Margie's boss' associates, gets Ann transferred from working the coat check to working the more intimate private dining room. Ann learns she was arrested for the goings-on in the private dining room that evening, most specifically between Morgenthaler and another man named Eddie Parelle, both who are not what they represented to Ann. Ann has to balance telling the police any important information she overheard at that gathering against her fear that Morgenthaler, Parelle or any of their thugs might come after her for being a snitch. Nonetheless, it's the seemingly salacious but purely innocent details of the story that embarrass Ann.
♪♪
Now look, I don't know
why I'm back here.
Like I told you before, we was
only playing for matchsticks.
They don't count as matchsticks
when you can cash 'em
in for a hundred bucks.
Sergeant, money don't
mean nothin' to me.
It was just a friendly
neighborhood game.
In a garage?
Why don't you just
make a statement, Joey?
I ain't doin' nothin'
'til I talk to my lawyer.
All right. You can talk to him.
After we finish booking him.
Tom.
All right, Yorkie. Who's next?
Over there, Sergeant.
That girl.
♪♪
Miss Ann Marie,
according to the law
you're allowed to
make one telephone call.
Who do you wanna call?
No one. Absolutely no one.
Look, lady. You're in trouble.
So you'd better
think of someone.
Do you have a lawyer?
Well, I've never
needed one before.
Well, you need one now.
If you don't have a
lawyer, call your parents.
My parents? Are you kidding?
You don't know my father.
He'd kill me if he saw me like this.
And my mother'd start screaming...
All right, all right. We'll discuss
your family some other time.
Right now I've
got people to book,
so make a decision.
Who do you wanna call?
Well, there's only
one person left...
that's my boyfriend.
Good. But I can't call him.
Lady.
You see, he'd never understand.
Lock her up again, Yorkie.
No, wait... that's okay.
Uh, uh, I'll call.
Uh, excuse me. My
name is Donald Hollinger.
Just wait your
turn with the others.
No, you don't understand.
I got a message to meet someone
here. Miss Ann Marie? Donald.
She... well, she's probably at your
Lost and Found Department. Donald.
Something like
that. Donald. Donald.
Ann! Uh, excuse me,
I think I just found her.
What are you doing here? I'm
in jail. Did you get the message?
The message said meet
you at the jail. It didn't say in it.
Well, you see...
We're in it, all right,
but we had a ball getting
here, didn't we, hon?
Uh, Don, this is Martha.
Uh, uh... Hi.
Would you tell me what you're
doing here? Give me a chance.
I am. What happened to you?
Doll, I'm leaving. Can
I have my coat back?
Oh, sure. Thanks a lot.
What is that?
Well... Well, what
is it? What is that?
It's nothing. Will
you just be quiet?
Ann, look, would you mind
stepping over here, please?
Over here.
All right now, Ann. Explain.
I explained about last night. I
was too tired to go to the movies.
Too tired, but you
weren't too tired
to run around town
in a leopard skin.
The leopard skin has
got nothing to do with it.
Yeah. Yeah, I know. It's the
exposed part you were arrested for.
I was not arrested for that.
Then what were you arrested for?
I don't know exactly.
Ann, how can you not know?
If you're not gonna give me a chance
to explain, I don't want to talk about it.
It's pretty sad when
a person can't discuss
a little thing like this
without becoming nasty.
A little thing? Like getting
arrested in a leopard skin?
I have a perfectly
logical explanation
for everything if
you'll just listen.
All right.
All right, I'm listening. Okay.
Remember I was too
tired to go to the movies?
Right after we hung up, I
started doing my ironing.
I was ironing that scarf, the
one with all the states on it?
And I was just
getting the wrinkles
out of Idaho, when... Who is it?
It's me, Margie.
Oh, hi, Margie. Come in.
Oh, I'm sorry to barge
in on you like this,
but I've been
trying to call you.
Your phone's been busy
for an hour and 28 minutes.
Oh, I'm sorry. I
was talking to Don.
Hey, aren't you supposed
to be working tonight?
Well, uh, yeah.
Ann, could I ask a
favor? Sure. What is it?
Well, you know that new show
"Lollipops and Onions"? Uh huh.
Well, one of the girls
is leaving the show
and they want me to
audition for one of the onions.
Hey, that is great!
I know, but I have a problem.
The audition is tonight.
And I have to find someone
to fill in at my regular job,
so in case I don't get the
part I still have my regular job.
Margie, I'd love to help you out
but that phone
call from Don? Yes.
Well, we're having our
date over the phone.
I told him I was
too tired to go out.
So I really couldn't.
He doesn't have to know.
Oh, I really have a great
chance to get this part.
Isn't there anybody
else you could get?
I've tried everybody.
Ann, it's just for one night
and you'll make $25. $25?
Maybe 30 if the tips are good.
Gee, $30. Don's
birthday is next week.
I'd love to get him
something nice.
Then you'll do it?
Okay. Yay!
Oh, it's called The Cave.
Just be there by
8 and ask for Lou.
Be there at 8 and ask for Lou?
What do I tell him about you?
Just tell him anything.
Except the truth.
The Cave.
She was desperate, Donald.
And as her friend, I
really had no choice.
So Margie's sick?
Yes, she is, sir.
You mean she's got a date?
Oh no, sir. She's very sick.
Aw, come on. No, no, really.
She's all hot and puffy and she
has a very high temperature, too.
That's great. We'll have to
go out and hire another girl
till she gets back.
No, she'll be back tomorrow.
I mean, the doctor said
she might recover fast.
She's a very strong
girl, you know.
Anyway, you're here.
Can you check coats?
I-I think so.
Yeah, you can check coats.
Go down and see Martha.
Martha?
Yeah. She's your cave mother.
Are you the kid that Lou
sent? Oh, yes. Yes, I am.
Let's see now.
This... let me see.
This nice new one
oughta be just the
right one for you.
This one ought to fit you.
What is that?
That's your costume.
Where's the rest of it?
You're the rest of it.
I can't wear that.
You have to. It's a rule.
They make all the girls wear it.
They don't make you wear it.
They did until a
couple of years ago.
But then they started
getting complaints.
Don't you think they'd
make an exception?
I'm only here for one night.
Well, it's part
of the motif, hon.
You're just lucky you didn't
work here last year. Why is that?
This place was called
The Birthday Suit.
I just can't wear this thing.
Well, then, you'll have
to go talk to Mr. Lou.
And let me hold
your purse for you.
You go and see him
now. Okay. Thanks.
I just got word.
Eddie's on his way.
Big deal.
It is, Al. A very big deal.
You and Eddie
getting together again.
Yeah.
Come in. Ah, Mr. Lou.
Can't you see I got company?
Well, it's about this.
If it don't fit, tell Martha
to get you another one.
Oh, no, no, it fits. Well, I really
don't know whether it fits or not.
It's just, well... Lou,
I can't wear this.
What do you mean
you can't wear it?
Well, I can but
I-I-I don't want to.
All the other girls wear them.
High class girls, too.
Well, well, well, it's so bare.
Uh... couldn't I wear
something with it?
Like what?
Well, uh, like... like my
coat. Hey, that's a great idea!
See, I have on my
coat and all the other
people would know
where to take their coats.
Look, you put it on, or
your friend is out of a job.
Hey, what's wrong with the costume?
You're gonna look beautiful in it.
Maybe. I've just never
worn anything like this before.
Yeah, but it's part
of your work, ain't it?
Well, sort of. I... You think
I'm crazy about these clothes?
Well, they're very nice.
What's wrong with them? Nothin'.
But I'd much more rather
be wearin' Bermuda shorts
or a Cubavera jacket.
But I wear these 'cause it's
part 'n parcel of my work.
Oh. What kind of work do you do?
I'm a legitimate businessman.
What business are you in?
I'm a furrer.
You mean, a furrier?
That's it. A furrier.
Yeah, I get your point,
Mr... Morganthaler.
Mr. Morganthaler. But you see,
this really isn't part of my work.
I'm just filling
in for a friend.
Oh, you go to
school or something?
Well no, I'm a... I mean
I want to be an actress.
Oh, so you wanna
be an actress, huh?
Yes. Well, that's very good.
I adore the show
business. I used to be in it.
Oh really? What did you do?
Before I went into the
army I was a "corrographer".
Oh. That's real nice.
And you're nice.
Hey, Lou. She's a good kid.
Why don't you put her
in with us in the private
dining room where she
won't be so embarrassed?
I'll call you back.
Well, all right.
But you gotta do coats until we
can find someone to do coats for you.
Thank you. Thank
you so much, Mr. Lou.
And thanks a lot too, Mr. Al.
Ah, don't mention it.
Ann, if any guys
gets fresh with you
in the "interdom",
just tell Al, huh?
Okay. Thanks.
Ah!
How's it going?
Oh, it's... it-it's going fine.
Just fine.
And not too good, eh? No.
Well, don't worry. I got you
transferred to the private dining room.
Oh, did you?
Oh thanks, Mr. Al.
Oh, what about this?
We found a replacement.
It'll be like old times.
Wasn't that a nice thing
for Mr. Morganthaler to do?
Yeah, but you still haven't
told me why you were arrested.
Well, I'm getting to
that. Well, get to it.
This way please.
Where am I going?
For some questioning.
Ann, come here. Wait a minute.
Just cover up.
Miss Marie? Yes, sir.
I'm Lieutenant Silvestri.
Sit down, please.
Thank you, sir. Uh,
this is Donald Hollinger.
How do you do,
Sir. How do you do.
He was my one call.
I beg your pardon?
Well, you know, when you get
one call and usually call a lawyer?
Well, Donald was
the one I called.
I see.
Miss Marie, I'd like to
ask you a few questions
about what happened at The Cave.
Uh, L-lieutenant, is-is
Ms. Marie in trouble?
I'll know that better
after I question her.
We're interested in what you
know about Al Morganthaler.
Oh, Mr. Morganthaler.
Well, he's a very
nice man. Is he?
Yes, he is. And he's
very considerate.
And he was very thoughtful
and very protective
of me while I was at The Cave.
What do you know about him?
Well, um, I know that
uh, he's a furrier now,
and during the army,
he was a choreographer.
He also happens to be
one of the most notorious
underworld figures
in this country.
Oh, well, he never
mentioned that.
You mean the man that was
nice to her is 'Big Al' Morganthaler?
The same. How do
you know about him?
Well, I once wrote an article
on crime in the United States.
You're a reporter?
Yes. Yes, with
Newsview Magazine.
Well, this is strictly off
the record, understood?
Oh, of course. I'm not here as a
reporter. I'm here as Miss Marie's friend.
He won't tell anybody.
All right.
Now, Miss Marie... let's
get back to Mr. Morganthaler.
He certainly didn't
seem like a criminal.
Number-three man
in the syndicate.
You mean he's not a
furrer? Uh, A furrier?
Yes, he has a fur business
but that's just a front.
Yeah, that's the way all
those big hoods operate.
Miss Marie, we're
particularly interested
in his relationship
with another man
at that party, a
Mr. Perrel. The florist.
Yes, he's a florist and he
makes a lot off his own trade.
You mean he goes
out and hires killers?
No. Whew.
He keeps them on staff.
I just can't believe it.
That's the way it is.
Yeah, honey.
That's the way it is.
Please try and think.
Well, I am. I-I'm really trying.
You see, they... they
did look a little tough
but they all seemed like nice
men except for the bartender.
The bartender? Yeah.
Yeah, he was a big burly guy with
black hair and big, bushy eyebrows.
Dobbs.
One of the big ones.
No, one of us.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
That's okay.
Oh, well if you know him, why
don't you ask him what happened?
Well, we have his report.
We want additional information.
Miss Marie, were you aware of
the purpose of this get-together?
Yes, I was.
It was for drinks and dinner.
Who are you kidding, Miss Marie?
You've been around.
A girl doesn't check hats
at a joint like The Cave
without knowing the score.
E-excuse me, Lieutenant. She
was just filling in for her girlfriend.
What is the score?
Drinks and dinner
were just a front.
Actually, the real purpose
of that meeting was
to discuss a merger
between the criminal empires
of Morganthaler and Perrel.
Wow.
Really, it was a reconciliation
rather than a merger.
You see, they
used to be partners.
Perrel thought he was
getting the short end.
Oh... yeah. Now
it all makes sense.
What does? Well, the way
they talked to each other.
Take this down. Take what down?
Anything you heard or
saw could be important.
You mean to say
you want me to birdie?
I mean, chirp?
Don, what do they call you
when you tell on criminals?
Dead.
Anything you tell us will
be kept in strict confidence.
Well, I-I really
don't know anything.
I mean, I shouldn't have
been there in the first place.
You're under arrest, Miss Marie.
Now, if you wanna get
out of here, you'll talk.
Um, um, honey... honey, talk.
Go ahead, talk.
Well, uh, I'll try and remember.
I think Mr. Morganthaler was
being very nice to Mr. Perrel,
but Mr. Perrel wasn't being
very nice to Mr. Morganthaler.
Hey, hey, what's going on here?
Come on, you gentlemen.
Drink up. Drink up.
The champagne is
gonna flow like a river.
Come on. I'm picking up the tab.
You could afford to be thirsty.
Archie. Come on,
boy. How are you?
Hey, Lou. Come on, come on.
We're gonna have a
great, repast. Come on.
Get up an appetite.
It'll relieve the tension.
Eddie, Eddie, you haven't
changed a bit, Eddie.
You look just as good as
you used to look. Thanks, Al.
It's been a long time since
we've seen each others, Eddie.
A long time.
November '57, wasn't it?
That's right.
How many years is that?
A long time.
Well? That's it.
Oh, uh, yes.
Thank you.
And, uh... Here
we are, gentlemen.
That was a, uh, a
Bourbon on the Rocks.
That's right. And then
this is a Whiskey Sour.
Here you are, Sir.
And, uh, a Scotch
and Soda for you.
Thank you. And a beer.
Just like old times, Eddie.
Me with my Scotch and
Soda and you with your beer.
What do you mean by that, Al?
Oh nothing, Eddie. Just
like old times, that's all.
Would you like an hors d'oeuvre?
They're just delicious. Oh, thank you.
We never really had much
in common, did we Al?
Aww... Aww, what are
you talking about, Eddie?
What are you talkin'?
We were kids, like that.
Remember the old baseball team
with me pitchin' and you catchin'.
That's what I mean, Al.
You're always pitchin'
and I'm always catchin'.
Oh. Come on, Eddie
What's the difference?
It's the team that counts
as long as we get together.
Do you think we could
ever get together?
Like oil and water.
Miss Marie, we know all that.
You do? Yes, we
got it from Dobbs.
He was there
during the cocktails.
Oh, that's right. Well I...
I wish I could be more help.
I wish you could, too.
Did anything happen
during dinner?
Any detail you can remember
no matter how insignificant.
Well, there was one thing.
What was that?
A man named Lefty.
Lefty Valen, one of
Morganthaler 's henchmen. Go on.
Well, right before the first course,
Lefty moved from the middle of the table
down to the end right
next to Mr. Morganthaler.
Yeah, yeah. That's what I want.
Now what did he say? It must
have been something important.
Uh huh. He said the he was
left-handed and that he didn't
want to bump elbows
during dinner because of it.
Uh, uh, they don't
want to hear about that.
Well, he said "anything
important." You never can tell.
Did they discuss
business at all?
Just their fronts. Huh?
Furs and flowers.
Did they argue about anything?
Yes, they did. They argued about
the shrimp. Benny "The Shrimp".
No, the shrimp cocktail. You see,
Mr. Perrel wanted the red sauce,
where then again, on the
other hand, Mr. Morganthaler
wanted the tartar sauce.
Miss Marie, we are not
getting anywhere at all.
Well, you said anything could
be important, and I-I'm just...
I know, I know, I know.
Let's forget that for
the moment, uh...
Tell us what happened
between dinner
and the time you
came out of the cake.
Well... The cake?
Uh, now, Donald.
You-you mean you came out of
one of those cakes-like one of those...
I did not. Will you stop that?
It wasn't anything
like that all.
Well, can you tell us what
started the fight? Well..
The fight?
Donald.
Actually, the fight had
nothing to do with the cake.
No, actually it began earlier.
It was right after
the main course.
I'm finished.
Ann, what's for dessert?
Oh, well, there's this lovely
Nesselrode Pie, Mr. Al.
And we also have
strawberry tarts.
I'll take the Nesselrode.
Yeah, I like that...
Yeah. Why not.
All right. That'll be
six Nesselrode pies.
Here you go.
Here you are, Sir.
Here.
Now, Mister Perrel?
Strawberry Tart.
Boys? Delicious.
Sounds good. I
like strawberry tart.
Six of them. Oh, well I'm
afraid there's a little problem.
What problem? Well, you see,
we only have five strawberry tarts,
but we have a lot
more Nesselrode Pie.
We don't want no
"Nesselroth" Pie.
Well, it's very good. Why
don't you take a look at it?
You mean that? With
the crust and the filling?
Uh huh. I hate it.
Well, maybe one of
your friends would like it.
Nah, they hate it,
too. Right? See?
Mr. Perrel... It's a
matter of principle:
If his boys get what
they want, so do mine.
Well, uh, maybe I could
run right out and get it.
Why should we have to wait?
Well, it'll only take two
minutes. I'll be right back.
Don't bother.
You planned this didn't you, Al?
Eddie... You did.
Eddie, would I hold a reunion just to
hang you up over a lousy strawberry tart?
That's what I'm askin' you, Al.
Eddie, if I had known, I would have
bought a hundred strawberry tarts.
I would have bought a
whole tree full of strawberries.
I don't buy all that, Al.
It was a crummy mistake.
You're only one short.
Ah, that's the way it was
when we split up the business,
only then I was one
city short. Eddie...
Al, that strawberry tart and
Cleveland, they are the same thing.
Oh, let's skip the dessert.
I got a great big
surprise for you.
Bring on the surprise!
♪♪
And I have a little
surprise for you, Al.
Okay, boys...
What's going on out there?
There's a fight. What
are you doing in here?
I'm Miss Friendship, the
spirit of harmony and goodwill.
I have to come out
when I hear a whistle. Oh.
How long are they going
to fight? They didn't say.
I'm over cramped.
Yeah, I guess you are. How
long have you been in here?
Half an hour.
Half an hour?
I guess you know
how John Glenn felt.
Who? John Glenn. The astronaut?
Oh yeah, I think I
heard about that.
It was in all the papers.
Can you see anything?
Nothing much.
I hope they're almost finished.
I don't think they
are. How can you tell?
All I can see is feet. If they were
almost done I think we'd see some bodies.
There's my signal.
♪♪ It's time for friendship...
Bring her out!
What's going on up here?
Oh, uh... Her too.
And that's everything I know.
All right, Miss
Marie. All right what?
It's like I figured.
They were on the brink
of a merger, and
both being hotheads,
it blew up in their faces
before it could happen.
Oh. Well, I'm sorry I
couldn't be more help.
Oh, don't worry about it.
At least we know the
merger won't take place,
thanks to the fight...
and that strawberry tart.
Well, if the fight prevented the merger,
then I was a lot more help than I thought.
How's that?
Will you promise
not to tell anybody?
I ate the tart.
Well, what's going to happen
to me now, Lieutenant?
You're free to go. Goodnight.
Lieutenant, will this
be on her record?
No, we'll wipe the
whole thing clean.
Thank you, Sir.
That's very nice of you.
Don't mention it.
Be a smart girl. Stay
away from The Cave.
We have to go back there.
What for? I didn't get paid.
They'll mail it.
But what about my leopard suit?
Ah, you can mail that...
in a small envelope.
♪♪
Now look, I don't know
why I'm back here.
Like I told you before, we was
only playing for matchsticks.
They don't count as matchsticks
when you can cash 'em
in for a hundred bucks.
Sergeant, money don't
mean nothin' to me.
It was just a friendly
neighborhood game.
In a garage?
Why don't you just
make a statement, Joey?
I ain't doin' nothin'
'til I talk to my lawyer.
All right. You can talk to him.
After we finish booking him.
Tom.
All right, Yorkie. Who's next?
Over there, Sergeant.
That girl.
♪♪
Miss Ann Marie,
according to the law
you're allowed to
make one telephone call.
Who do you wanna call?
No one. Absolutely no one.
Look, lady. You're in trouble.
So you'd better
think of someone.
Do you have a lawyer?
Well, I've never
needed one before.
Well, you need one now.
If you don't have a
lawyer, call your parents.
My parents? Are you kidding?
You don't know my father.
He'd kill me if he saw me like this.
And my mother'd start screaming...
All right, all right. We'll discuss
your family some other time.
Right now I've
got people to book,
so make a decision.
Who do you wanna call?
Well, there's only
one person left...
that's my boyfriend.
Good. But I can't call him.
Lady.
You see, he'd never understand.
Lock her up again, Yorkie.
No, wait... that's okay.
Uh, uh, I'll call.
Uh, excuse me. My
name is Donald Hollinger.
Just wait your
turn with the others.
No, you don't understand.
I got a message to meet someone
here. Miss Ann Marie? Donald.
She... well, she's probably at your
Lost and Found Department. Donald.
Something like
that. Donald. Donald.
Ann! Uh, excuse me,
I think I just found her.
What are you doing here? I'm
in jail. Did you get the message?
The message said meet
you at the jail. It didn't say in it.
Well, you see...
We're in it, all right,
but we had a ball getting
here, didn't we, hon?
Uh, Don, this is Martha.
Uh, uh... Hi.
Would you tell me what you're
doing here? Give me a chance.
I am. What happened to you?
Doll, I'm leaving. Can
I have my coat back?
Oh, sure. Thanks a lot.
What is that?
Well... Well, what
is it? What is that?
It's nothing. Will
you just be quiet?
Ann, look, would you mind
stepping over here, please?
Over here.
All right now, Ann. Explain.
I explained about last night. I
was too tired to go to the movies.
Too tired, but you
weren't too tired
to run around town
in a leopard skin.
The leopard skin has
got nothing to do with it.
Yeah. Yeah, I know. It's the
exposed part you were arrested for.
I was not arrested for that.
Then what were you arrested for?
I don't know exactly.
Ann, how can you not know?
If you're not gonna give me a chance
to explain, I don't want to talk about it.
It's pretty sad when
a person can't discuss
a little thing like this
without becoming nasty.
A little thing? Like getting
arrested in a leopard skin?
I have a perfectly
logical explanation
for everything if
you'll just listen.
All right.
All right, I'm listening. Okay.
Remember I was too
tired to go to the movies?
Right after we hung up, I
started doing my ironing.
I was ironing that scarf, the
one with all the states on it?
And I was just
getting the wrinkles
out of Idaho, when... Who is it?
It's me, Margie.
Oh, hi, Margie. Come in.
Oh, I'm sorry to barge
in on you like this,
but I've been
trying to call you.
Your phone's been busy
for an hour and 28 minutes.
Oh, I'm sorry. I
was talking to Don.
Hey, aren't you supposed
to be working tonight?
Well, uh, yeah.
Ann, could I ask a
favor? Sure. What is it?
Well, you know that new show
"Lollipops and Onions"? Uh huh.
Well, one of the girls
is leaving the show
and they want me to
audition for one of the onions.
Hey, that is great!
I know, but I have a problem.
The audition is tonight.
And I have to find someone
to fill in at my regular job,
so in case I don't get the
part I still have my regular job.
Margie, I'd love to help you out
but that phone
call from Don? Yes.
Well, we're having our
date over the phone.
I told him I was
too tired to go out.
So I really couldn't.
He doesn't have to know.
Oh, I really have a great
chance to get this part.
Isn't there anybody
else you could get?
I've tried everybody.
Ann, it's just for one night
and you'll make $25. $25?
Maybe 30 if the tips are good.
Gee, $30. Don's
birthday is next week.
I'd love to get him
something nice.
Then you'll do it?
Okay. Yay!
Oh, it's called The Cave.
Just be there by
8 and ask for Lou.
Be there at 8 and ask for Lou?
What do I tell him about you?
Just tell him anything.
Except the truth.
The Cave.
She was desperate, Donald.
And as her friend, I
really had no choice.
So Margie's sick?
Yes, she is, sir.
You mean she's got a date?
Oh no, sir. She's very sick.
Aw, come on. No, no, really.
She's all hot and puffy and she
has a very high temperature, too.
That's great. We'll have to
go out and hire another girl
till she gets back.
No, she'll be back tomorrow.
I mean, the doctor said
she might recover fast.
She's a very strong
girl, you know.
Anyway, you're here.
Can you check coats?
I-I think so.
Yeah, you can check coats.
Go down and see Martha.
Martha?
Yeah. She's your cave mother.
Are you the kid that Lou
sent? Oh, yes. Yes, I am.
Let's see now.
This... let me see.
This nice new one
oughta be just the
right one for you.
This one ought to fit you.
What is that?
That's your costume.
Where's the rest of it?
You're the rest of it.
I can't wear that.
You have to. It's a rule.
They make all the girls wear it.
They don't make you wear it.
They did until a
couple of years ago.
But then they started
getting complaints.
Don't you think they'd
make an exception?
I'm only here for one night.
Well, it's part
of the motif, hon.
You're just lucky you didn't
work here last year. Why is that?
This place was called
The Birthday Suit.
I just can't wear this thing.
Well, then, you'll have
to go talk to Mr. Lou.
And let me hold
your purse for you.
You go and see him
now. Okay. Thanks.
I just got word.
Eddie's on his way.
Big deal.
It is, Al. A very big deal.
You and Eddie
getting together again.
Yeah.
Come in. Ah, Mr. Lou.
Can't you see I got company?
Well, it's about this.
If it don't fit, tell Martha
to get you another one.
Oh, no, no, it fits. Well, I really
don't know whether it fits or not.
It's just, well... Lou,
I can't wear this.
What do you mean
you can't wear it?
Well, I can but
I-I-I don't want to.
All the other girls wear them.
High class girls, too.
Well, well, well, it's so bare.
Uh... couldn't I wear
something with it?
Like what?
Well, uh, like... like my
coat. Hey, that's a great idea!
See, I have on my
coat and all the other
people would know
where to take their coats.
Look, you put it on, or
your friend is out of a job.
Hey, what's wrong with the costume?
You're gonna look beautiful in it.
Maybe. I've just never
worn anything like this before.
Yeah, but it's part
of your work, ain't it?
Well, sort of. I... You think
I'm crazy about these clothes?
Well, they're very nice.
What's wrong with them? Nothin'.
But I'd much more rather
be wearin' Bermuda shorts
or a Cubavera jacket.
But I wear these 'cause it's
part 'n parcel of my work.
Oh. What kind of work do you do?
I'm a legitimate businessman.
What business are you in?
I'm a furrer.
You mean, a furrier?
That's it. A furrier.
Yeah, I get your point,
Mr... Morganthaler.
Mr. Morganthaler. But you see,
this really isn't part of my work.
I'm just filling
in for a friend.
Oh, you go to
school or something?
Well no, I'm a... I mean
I want to be an actress.
Oh, so you wanna
be an actress, huh?
Yes. Well, that's very good.
I adore the show
business. I used to be in it.
Oh really? What did you do?
Before I went into the
army I was a "corrographer".
Oh. That's real nice.
And you're nice.
Hey, Lou. She's a good kid.
Why don't you put her
in with us in the private
dining room where she
won't be so embarrassed?
I'll call you back.
Well, all right.
But you gotta do coats until we
can find someone to do coats for you.
Thank you. Thank
you so much, Mr. Lou.
And thanks a lot too, Mr. Al.
Ah, don't mention it.
Ann, if any guys
gets fresh with you
in the "interdom",
just tell Al, huh?
Okay. Thanks.
Ah!
How's it going?
Oh, it's... it-it's going fine.
Just fine.
And not too good, eh? No.
Well, don't worry. I got you
transferred to the private dining room.
Oh, did you?
Oh thanks, Mr. Al.
Oh, what about this?
We found a replacement.
It'll be like old times.
Wasn't that a nice thing
for Mr. Morganthaler to do?
Yeah, but you still haven't
told me why you were arrested.
Well, I'm getting to
that. Well, get to it.
This way please.
Where am I going?
For some questioning.
Ann, come here. Wait a minute.
Just cover up.
Miss Marie? Yes, sir.
I'm Lieutenant Silvestri.
Sit down, please.
Thank you, sir. Uh,
this is Donald Hollinger.
How do you do,
Sir. How do you do.
He was my one call.
I beg your pardon?
Well, you know, when you get
one call and usually call a lawyer?
Well, Donald was
the one I called.
I see.
Miss Marie, I'd like to
ask you a few questions
about what happened at The Cave.
Uh, L-lieutenant, is-is
Ms. Marie in trouble?
I'll know that better
after I question her.
We're interested in what you
know about Al Morganthaler.
Oh, Mr. Morganthaler.
Well, he's a very
nice man. Is he?
Yes, he is. And he's
very considerate.
And he was very thoughtful
and very protective
of me while I was at The Cave.
What do you know about him?
Well, um, I know that
uh, he's a furrier now,
and during the army,
he was a choreographer.
He also happens to be
one of the most notorious
underworld figures
in this country.
Oh, well, he never
mentioned that.
You mean the man that was
nice to her is 'Big Al' Morganthaler?
The same. How do
you know about him?
Well, I once wrote an article
on crime in the United States.
You're a reporter?
Yes. Yes, with
Newsview Magazine.
Well, this is strictly off
the record, understood?
Oh, of course. I'm not here as a
reporter. I'm here as Miss Marie's friend.
He won't tell anybody.
All right.
Now, Miss Marie... let's
get back to Mr. Morganthaler.
He certainly didn't
seem like a criminal.
Number-three man
in the syndicate.
You mean he's not a
furrer? Uh, A furrier?
Yes, he has a fur business
but that's just a front.
Yeah, that's the way all
those big hoods operate.
Miss Marie, we're
particularly interested
in his relationship
with another man
at that party, a
Mr. Perrel. The florist.
Yes, he's a florist and he
makes a lot off his own trade.
You mean he goes
out and hires killers?
No. Whew.
He keeps them on staff.
I just can't believe it.
That's the way it is.
Yeah, honey.
That's the way it is.
Please try and think.
Well, I am. I-I'm really trying.
You see, they... they
did look a little tough
but they all seemed like nice
men except for the bartender.
The bartender? Yeah.
Yeah, he was a big burly guy with
black hair and big, bushy eyebrows.
Dobbs.
One of the big ones.
No, one of us.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
That's okay.
Oh, well if you know him, why
don't you ask him what happened?
Well, we have his report.
We want additional information.
Miss Marie, were you aware of
the purpose of this get-together?
Yes, I was.
It was for drinks and dinner.
Who are you kidding, Miss Marie?
You've been around.
A girl doesn't check hats
at a joint like The Cave
without knowing the score.
E-excuse me, Lieutenant. She
was just filling in for her girlfriend.
What is the score?
Drinks and dinner
were just a front.
Actually, the real purpose
of that meeting was
to discuss a merger
between the criminal empires
of Morganthaler and Perrel.
Wow.
Really, it was a reconciliation
rather than a merger.
You see, they
used to be partners.
Perrel thought he was
getting the short end.
Oh... yeah. Now
it all makes sense.
What does? Well, the way
they talked to each other.
Take this down. Take what down?
Anything you heard or
saw could be important.
You mean to say
you want me to birdie?
I mean, chirp?
Don, what do they call you
when you tell on criminals?
Dead.
Anything you tell us will
be kept in strict confidence.
Well, I-I really
don't know anything.
I mean, I shouldn't have
been there in the first place.
You're under arrest, Miss Marie.
Now, if you wanna get
out of here, you'll talk.
Um, um, honey... honey, talk.
Go ahead, talk.
Well, uh, I'll try and remember.
I think Mr. Morganthaler was
being very nice to Mr. Perrel,
but Mr. Perrel wasn't being
very nice to Mr. Morganthaler.
Hey, hey, what's going on here?
Come on, you gentlemen.
Drink up. Drink up.
The champagne is
gonna flow like a river.
Come on. I'm picking up the tab.
You could afford to be thirsty.
Archie. Come on,
boy. How are you?
Hey, Lou. Come on, come on.
We're gonna have a
great, repast. Come on.
Get up an appetite.
It'll relieve the tension.
Eddie, Eddie, you haven't
changed a bit, Eddie.
You look just as good as
you used to look. Thanks, Al.
It's been a long time since
we've seen each others, Eddie.
A long time.
November '57, wasn't it?
That's right.
How many years is that?
A long time.
Well? That's it.
Oh, uh, yes.
Thank you.
And, uh... Here
we are, gentlemen.
That was a, uh, a
Bourbon on the Rocks.
That's right. And then
this is a Whiskey Sour.
Here you are, Sir.
And, uh, a Scotch
and Soda for you.
Thank you. And a beer.
Just like old times, Eddie.
Me with my Scotch and
Soda and you with your beer.
What do you mean by that, Al?
Oh nothing, Eddie. Just
like old times, that's all.
Would you like an hors d'oeuvre?
They're just delicious. Oh, thank you.
We never really had much
in common, did we Al?
Aww... Aww, what are
you talking about, Eddie?
What are you talkin'?
We were kids, like that.
Remember the old baseball team
with me pitchin' and you catchin'.
That's what I mean, Al.
You're always pitchin'
and I'm always catchin'.
Oh. Come on, Eddie
What's the difference?
It's the team that counts
as long as we get together.
Do you think we could
ever get together?
Like oil and water.
Miss Marie, we know all that.
You do? Yes, we
got it from Dobbs.
He was there
during the cocktails.
Oh, that's right. Well I...
I wish I could be more help.
I wish you could, too.
Did anything happen
during dinner?
Any detail you can remember
no matter how insignificant.
Well, there was one thing.
What was that?
A man named Lefty.
Lefty Valen, one of
Morganthaler 's henchmen. Go on.
Well, right before the first course,
Lefty moved from the middle of the table
down to the end right
next to Mr. Morganthaler.
Yeah, yeah. That's what I want.
Now what did he say? It must
have been something important.
Uh huh. He said the he was
left-handed and that he didn't
want to bump elbows
during dinner because of it.
Uh, uh, they don't
want to hear about that.
Well, he said "anything
important." You never can tell.
Did they discuss
business at all?
Just their fronts. Huh?
Furs and flowers.
Did they argue about anything?
Yes, they did. They argued about
the shrimp. Benny "The Shrimp".
No, the shrimp cocktail. You see,
Mr. Perrel wanted the red sauce,
where then again, on the
other hand, Mr. Morganthaler
wanted the tartar sauce.
Miss Marie, we are not
getting anywhere at all.
Well, you said anything could
be important, and I-I'm just...
I know, I know, I know.
Let's forget that for
the moment, uh...
Tell us what happened
between dinner
and the time you
came out of the cake.
Well... The cake?
Uh, now, Donald.
You-you mean you came out of
one of those cakes-like one of those...
I did not. Will you stop that?
It wasn't anything
like that all.
Well, can you tell us what
started the fight? Well..
The fight?
Donald.
Actually, the fight had
nothing to do with the cake.
No, actually it began earlier.
It was right after
the main course.
I'm finished.
Ann, what's for dessert?
Oh, well, there's this lovely
Nesselrode Pie, Mr. Al.
And we also have
strawberry tarts.
I'll take the Nesselrode.
Yeah, I like that...
Yeah. Why not.
All right. That'll be
six Nesselrode pies.
Here you go.
Here you are, Sir.
Here.
Now, Mister Perrel?
Strawberry Tart.
Boys? Delicious.
Sounds good. I
like strawberry tart.
Six of them. Oh, well I'm
afraid there's a little problem.
What problem? Well, you see,
we only have five strawberry tarts,
but we have a lot
more Nesselrode Pie.
We don't want no
"Nesselroth" Pie.
Well, it's very good. Why
don't you take a look at it?
You mean that? With
the crust and the filling?
Uh huh. I hate it.
Well, maybe one of
your friends would like it.
Nah, they hate it,
too. Right? See?
Mr. Perrel... It's a
matter of principle:
If his boys get what
they want, so do mine.
Well, uh, maybe I could
run right out and get it.
Why should we have to wait?
Well, it'll only take two
minutes. I'll be right back.
Don't bother.
You planned this didn't you, Al?
Eddie... You did.
Eddie, would I hold a reunion just to
hang you up over a lousy strawberry tart?
That's what I'm askin' you, Al.
Eddie, if I had known, I would have
bought a hundred strawberry tarts.
I would have bought a
whole tree full of strawberries.
I don't buy all that, Al.
It was a crummy mistake.
You're only one short.
Ah, that's the way it was
when we split up the business,
only then I was one
city short. Eddie...
Al, that strawberry tart and
Cleveland, they are the same thing.
Oh, let's skip the dessert.
I got a great big
surprise for you.
Bring on the surprise!
♪♪
And I have a little
surprise for you, Al.
Okay, boys...
What's going on out there?
There's a fight. What
are you doing in here?
I'm Miss Friendship, the
spirit of harmony and goodwill.
I have to come out
when I hear a whistle. Oh.
How long are they going
to fight? They didn't say.
I'm over cramped.
Yeah, I guess you are. How
long have you been in here?
Half an hour.
Half an hour?
I guess you know
how John Glenn felt.
Who? John Glenn. The astronaut?
Oh yeah, I think I
heard about that.
It was in all the papers.
Can you see anything?
Nothing much.
I hope they're almost finished.
I don't think they
are. How can you tell?
All I can see is feet. If they were
almost done I think we'd see some bodies.
There's my signal.
♪♪ It's time for friendship...
Bring her out!
What's going on up here?
Oh, uh... Her too.
And that's everything I know.
All right, Miss
Marie. All right what?
It's like I figured.
They were on the brink
of a merger, and
both being hotheads,
it blew up in their faces
before it could happen.
Oh. Well, I'm sorry I
couldn't be more help.
Oh, don't worry about it.
At least we know the
merger won't take place,
thanks to the fight...
and that strawberry tart.
Well, if the fight prevented the merger,
then I was a lot more help than I thought.
How's that?
Will you promise
not to tell anybody?
I ate the tart.
Well, what's going to happen
to me now, Lieutenant?
You're free to go. Goodnight.
Lieutenant, will this
be on her record?
No, we'll wipe the
whole thing clean.
Thank you, Sir.
That's very nice of you.
Don't mention it.
Be a smart girl. Stay
away from The Cave.
We have to go back there.
What for? I didn't get paid.
They'll mail it.
But what about my leopard suit?
Ah, you can mail that...
in a small envelope.
♪♪