:17:05
We're closed.
:17:18
- You been cookin' at this hour?
- Just cleanin' up.
:17:24
Have you forgotten
your old friend, hmm?
:17:26
- I told you we were closed.
- I'm Hank Quinlan.
:17:33
I didn't recognize you.
:17:36
- You should lay off those candy bars.
- [Grunting]
:17:39
It's either the candy
or the hootch.
:17:44
I must say, I wish it was
your chili I was getting fat on.
:17:48
Anyway, you're sure lookin' good.
:17:52
- You're a mess, honey.
- Yeah.
:17:56
That pianola
sure brings back memories.
:18:00
The customers go for it.
:18:02
So old, it's new.
:18:05
We got the television, too.
:18:11
Rerun movies.
What can I offer you?
:18:15
You haven't heard anything
about that bomb, have you?
:18:20
That happened on your side
of the border.
:18:22
In a place like this,
you hear things.
:18:26
- I heard the explosion.
- Yeah.
:18:32
Well, when this case is over,
:18:34
I must come around some night
and sample some of your chili.
:18:38
Better be careful.
May be too hot for you.
:18:41
[Sighs]
:18:44
Oh, Hank! Looks like
our friend Vargas ran into some trouble.
:18:49
- Where?
- In the alley behind the nightclub.
:18:52
Yeah?
:18:56
- What happened to Vargas?
- What was it, Al?
:18:59
- Nothing.
- Oh, no?
- Al!