Murder, My Sweet
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1:29:01
- Malloy.
- Dead?

1:29:02
Yeah. And Grayle.
1:29:04
He didn't go down right away.
They fought for the gun.

1:29:07
Grayle got the third slug himself.
1:29:10
The kid's okay, then.
1:29:13
She thought it over
and came around to back me up, right?

1:29:15
I didn't say.
1:29:17
She here now?
1:29:20
No. Okay, Nulty. See that he gets home.
1:29:24
You give going-away presents here?
1:29:26
That's yours.
She gave it to you, didn't she?

1:29:29
She was going to,
but I didn't finish the job.

1:29:31
Anyway, I tried it on.
It's wrong for my complexion.

1:29:35
What am I supposed to do with it?
1:29:37
Give it to your girlfriend.
Give it back to China.

1:29:40
Strangle yourself with it! I don't care.
1:29:44
What do you know about that redhead,
pitching for me.

1:29:47
- How'd she take it about the old man?
- I wouldn't know.

1:29:52
Cute figure, huh?
1:29:54
- I didn't notice.
- You must be low on vitamins.

1:30:00
- She had more than a figure, too.
- Watch your step.

1:30:04
Not a beautiful face, but a good face.
1:30:06
A face like a Sunday school picnic.
1:30:08
- You know what kind of a face that is?
- I wouldn't know.

1:30:13
It's too bad I had to push her around.
1:30:16
I wonder how she figured me.
Not much, probably.

1:30:19
Maybe she thought
I liked that blonde chewing on my face.

1:30:22
Probably thought there was more.
1:30:25
I'd like to tell her.
1:30:26
No, there wouldn't be
much percentage in that, would there?

1:30:29
I wouldn't know. Hey, cab.
1:30:35
Watch your head.
1:30:38
- 1800 South Kingsley.
- Right.

1:30:57
She made swell coffee, anyway.

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