:51:05
Tracy! Tracy! Tracy! Tracy!
:51:09
Everywhere I turn...
:51:10
it's Tracy, Tracy, Tracy!
:51:14
It's like he's readin' my mind.
:51:16
Texie Garcia, Ribs Mocca, Johnny Ramm
and now de Santo-- I don't get it.
:51:20
How could he catch 'em so fast?
I don't understand. He knows
what we're doin' before we do it!
:51:25
You said you had a way of taking care
of Tracy. "Leave it to me," you said.
Well, let me tell you somethin'.
:51:31
I'm takin' this bum out of
the headlines. I'm rubbin' him out.
:51:35
You kill Tracy,
they point the finger at me. This bum--
:51:50
Hold it, hold it.
:52:04
We're bein' bugged.
We're bein' bugged.
:52:08
We're bein' bugged. We're be--
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
:52:19
Hey, Mike, what'd you put in this chili,
melted rubber?
:52:21
Sometimes I wonder why I slave
over a hot stove for you, Tracy.
:52:26
Okay, Freddy.
:52:28
Get down to the Southside Warehouse.
Big pay-off.
:52:45
Tracy, I'm-- I'm leavin'.
:52:50
I used to be afraid that maybe you'd
never take some time and settle down...
:52:54
and now I know it.
:52:58
- I knew you'd never
want a desk job, Tracy.
- Calling Dick Tracy.