:09:00
The red-headed girl named Velma Valento.
:09:03
Used to work in your husband's place
on Central Avenue.
:09:06
Who was it you said you was, mister?
:09:10
There.
:09:15
A private cop.
:09:16
You didn't say that, mister...
:09:19
but I knew you wasn't no regular cop.
:09:22
No regular cop
ever bought a drink of that stuff.
:09:24
Do you remember Velma?
:09:26
- Who was that, copper?
- Velma.
:09:30
No. I don't seem to right off.
:09:35
What was it you said you wanted her for?
:09:37
I'm tracing her for a client of mine.
:09:42
I shouldn't ought to sit here
and bother with you...
:09:45
but when I like a guy
and he buys me a drink...
:09:48
the ceiling is the limit.
:09:52
Hold on to your chair
and don't step on no snakes.
:09:56
I got an idea.
:10:04
No peeking.
:10:40
Them is all Mike left me,
them and his old clothes.
:10:47
Publicity, that is.
:10:48
But them dolls didn't never get
in the papers...
:10:51
at least not in connection with the place,
they didn't.