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((( Tracy, there's been a jailbreak! Flattop has busted free and was
last seen headed toward town! Keep your eyes peeled! )))
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If I know Flattop he'll be holed-up somewhere in the
harbor area. I'll check out The Breakers first then I'll...wha?? Pruneface!!!??
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In the flesh, copper!
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But you're doing a 20 year stretch in the
Big House for pulling the Bigalow Job!??.
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Ha ha- think again, gum-shoe! Thanks to our new Democrat Governor and
my lady-like good behavior I was sprung in six months! They even threw in this
swanky new makeover!- Oh, you like the merchandise, flat-foot?
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I've seen better heads on a mug of beer. -Better keep
your nose clean, Pruneface, because I'll be watching you.
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Whatever you say, officer! Ha ha!
- Let's go, Mumbles.
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Mmmmpph...ah, right behind you, ah, Pruneface.
Now where.. mmmmpph.. did I put that flask?
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((( We've just been tipped that Flattop is at the Imperial Hotel!!
And he's there with his old pal, Gruesome! )))
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Hmmm, and I've got a good hunch who's headed that way...
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Ok, we're all here, Flattop. Suppose you make with the
mouth and tell us about this caper of yours.
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Sure, Pruneface, sure! Shut the
door and move in a little closer and I'll.... YIKES!!!
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What?
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Not that close! Geez, back it up a bit.
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How's this?
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A little more...
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Ok?
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Keep going...
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Well?
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Just let me dim these
lights here and we'll get started....
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Mmmmpph...ah, I see you, ah, brought your
muscle with you, Flattop. Mmmmpph...
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That's right, Mumbles. Anyone steps outta line,
they answer to Ol' Gruesome here! Right, Gruesome?
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Duh... right, Boss!
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Mmmmpph...ah, are you a drinking man, ah, Gruesome?
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I ain't no man, wiseguy. I'm a dame!
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Mmmmpph!...cough..sputter...
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Besides, no booze and no grub for
me- I'm on what you call a fast!
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Yes, mmmpph...well, somebody must.. ah,
have a drink around here...
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Pruneface, you gonna finish those fries?
What about the shake?
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Sooo?? The job, Flattop, the job!!? What's it gonna be??
A Heist? A Kidnapping?
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A statutory rape? Mmmmpph...
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Alright, pipe down, you yardbirds! Here's my
idea -Gruesome, put up the chart...
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Right, boss!
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Now, as you can see by this ...
er, Gruesome, that's the wrong chart.
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Oops! Sorry, boss!
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OK, as you can see here....
OH OH!!! DICK TRACY!!!
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Observant as always, Flattop... I've only been
standing here for 20 minutes...
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B-b-but how did you find us??
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Simple enough. A relative of yours who seems
to have a strong dislike for sawed-off ferrets tipped
us off. I believe you know her as "Mom".
Oh, nice hat, by the way.
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Thanks!
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Now try this on for size!
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Mmmmpph!!! ..ah, get him, ah, Gruesome!!
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Excuse me??? HELLO!!! I'm fastin' over here!!
--er, what's the damage, bub?
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$357.99 plus delivery.
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Highway robbery!! --you bring the wings?
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Mmmmpph...Now, ah, Tracy, don't be rash
We mmmmpph... can, ah, work something out here...
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Sure, Mumbles. Join me in a drink?
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Mmmmpph...ah, well, ah, yes, thank you!
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Have a scotch on the rocks!
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Don't forget your chaser!
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One for the road!
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You win, Tracy!! You win! We give up!!
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A wise decision, er... ladies. But I'm going to flip a coin and let one of you go.
The two of you are just too much ugly for one State Prison! -Call it, Pruneface....
