Another Thin Man

Heaven help honest folk
in a hotel like this.

Well, I'm a monkey's uncle.
- I didn't know this was your apartment.
- Hiya, Creeps.

- I'm glad to see you, Nick.
- Yeah?

Even if it did cost me one of the
prettiest jobs I ever lined up for myself.

I've been trying to get my hands
on those keys for two weeks.

Well, that's that. How've you been?
Nickie, we must hurry.
How are you, Mrs. Charles?
I didn't recognize you.

- How are you?
- I'm fine.

Mommy, this is Creeps Binder.

- Creeps?
- Creeps. You remember.

Nick sent me up the river.
It's nice you don't feel bad about it.
Why should I?
It took a genius to outsmart me.

- You wanna touch me?
- You shouldn't run him down like that.

No, Mrs. Charles.
Nickie's doing something.
Well, I guess I won't need this anymore.
- Do you mind?
- No. Make yourself at home.

What's the matter?
What have you got?
Asta's bone.
You shouldn't leave it around.
You're older, you ought to know better.

- A baby.
- Yeah.

- Is it yours?
- Yes.

- What do you know. Is it a boy?
- Certainly.

- What is it there?
- Say hello to Mr. Binder.

- Can he talk?
- A few words.

I ought to rate one of them.
How about it? Come on, see.

What's the matter?
I was just trying to think
who he looks like.

- Anyone I know?
- I got it. It's the missus.

Why didn't you tell me you had a kid?
Well, you know.
You don't have to feel that way about him.
He's all right.

You should see some of the monkeys
I've seen.

And the fathers are taking bows.
Feel better now, Mommy?
- How old is he?
- He'll be a year next Monday.

Monday? We'll throw him a party.
I'll get the mob to bring their kids.
What do you say?