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Me, sweetheart.

Damn, hot impotence.

I was just thinking of you.

Me and who else?

Both players were pretty.

No, Sam.

No, with regards to my shortage of all the supplies.

Don't give it another thought, Ab.

This was going to be a short report.

Short and sweet, Sam.

Hardly angel, in fact, Bailey.

Well, Sam, if you would ask me, I could have told you.

That girl was really trying to serve the tempest

in her boyfriend's teapot.

Again?

It was perfectly observant in me, Sam,

that she had sour grapes written all over her.

Sour apples, Abby, but you're a warm.

And that's why I'm so fond of you.

Oh, take it, Sam.

I'm glad I could be of help, though I

must confess the apples are over my horn.

Well, don't feel bad about it.

That's how Newton discovered the law of gravity.

Say where you are, I'll be right down

to dictate my report on the apple of Eve, paper.

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Oh, Sam, it was come out here.

Sure. Why is it nervous?

Oh, it's nothing. Nothing, really.

I'm just glad to see you, dear.

I'm glad to see you.

Come on, Albert, what are you hiding behind your back?

Well, it is. It's a surprise, Sam.

So you just run along into your office and I'll be right with you.

Surprise, huh? Let me think, Father's Day?

No, surely not.

Oh, no, but Sam, no.

It's just as the guys are shorties of office supplies.

I do hope you'll be able to mint your words.

That's all I junky got stuff in from the pages of your notebook.

Where?

Oh, well, Sam, you see, improvisation is a child in necessity.

So, uh, the stretch I supplies I just cut up

some old trips of waste paper in case we run out of the genuine.

Well, well, very ingenious. Shall we commence?

Yes, but not too many corrections, Sam.

I'm afraid that eyebrow pencil might not last.

Well, don't bare done on it. Where was I?

Look, Sam.

Uh, date, uh...

I want to have that, Sam.

Oh, this one goes to... Hey.

The Sam?

The calendar. Where is it?

Calendar? What's calendar, Sam?

You know perfectly well which calendar.

It's been hanging there in the wall for three years.

The one from Harold's Club in Reno.

Oh, who's that old calendar?

It was out of date anyway, Sam.

That calendar was timeless.

It was not Sam. It was folder.

That's a lie. I met the girl who posed for it.

A more modest circumstance, I hope.

But it's back.

And not the end all.

Yeah, what did you do with that calendar?

Let me see that notebook.

Uh-huh. Old waste paper, indeed.

And I tried your mutilated and for what?

To serve your own base purposes.

Just because you were too absent-minded to order a few office supplies.

But I frequently alluded to our dwindling resources, Sam.

But no, you were too proud.

Take these and put them in a safe place.

You can put it back together with scotch tape on your own time.

Oh, we're not a scotch tape set.

We've got a first aid kit, haven't we?

Were you still?

Use the adhesive.

Date. June, 1949.

I won't soon forget that.

Two, Detective Lieutenant Dundee, homicide detail.

San Francisco Police.

Prom.

Samuel Spade.

Life is number one, three, seven, five, nine, six.

Uh-huh.

Subject the apple of Eve, Caper.

Did, Dundee.

The start of it was yesterday when Eve Adams first walked into my office.

She was angry and she was terribly, terribly hurt.

In fact, she had a shiner, a swollen jaw, and somebody had bitten her on the arm.

And, furthermore, she had the audacity to suggest that there was something shady between I and Mr. Hagin.

When it is an item of public information that her and Gortagin were brushed out practically before they started.

And I might just add impact.

Just a minute, Miss Adams.

You say this girl can't be her apartment and the jealous rage and attacked you without provocation.

None whatsoever.

I never opened my trap to her, except to reminders that it would have been a blessing, seek human race.

If her old man had never met her old lady.

And if she thought those three layers of pancake on her foot could fool a blind man at her true age,

and sing as what her mouth was, she should never open it for fear of what might come out.

And I say, in a girl's name?

Down at that flea bag where she works, she's built a dream of love.

And if she ever a nightmare.

Dream of love.

That's, uh, D-R-E-A-M-A.

It says there, but I do not intend to take this episode lying down on my chin that you say.

Why, if it had not been for the time of the arrival of my consulgy, that cheap nail would have brained me with my own gin bottle.

I say, landlady, broke it up.

And you say, uh, she threatened a return of the gun and blast you if you continue to say, Mr. Hagen.

That is the fact.

And she is just cheap enough to try some loafs like that.

Mm-hmm.

And, uh, what do you want me to do, Miss Adams?

I want you should pay a formal call in that game.

And tell her that upon the very next occasion of any violence or threat thereof out of her, I'm going to yell cop.

In fact, Mr. State, I am placing my life in your hands.

And if you are anything of what you're cracked up to be, you will have no difficulty in giving that creepy crow the bum's rush straight out of my life.

Uh, pardon me, Miss Adams.

My secretary seems to be calling you.

Out of my way, I know who's in there and I'm going in.

Out of my way, Mrs. State is turkey, bro.

You should have hired the fourth Marine, theory.

Now, now, ladies, ladies, please, uh, break it up.

You know I'll show you who to get up with.

You're not only shallers, I'll let you have it.

Now, now, ladies, please.

Now, let's talk this over calmly and sensibly.

Okay, you ask for it.

Now, ladies.

Oh, please.

Sam, wake up.

Who can speak to me?

Sam.

Sam.

Sam.

Sam.

No, no, no, don't hit me again.

Now, you're going to have the chills.

Oh, Sam, you're poor.

Yes.

I said it, Mrs.

What does it taste awful?

Water, Sam.

Where'd they go?

Will they chase each other down the hall?

I thought you'd go now.

I said, what did she hit me with?

Will she took a fat part of her person left side before I could prevent it?

Yes.

But you were still on your feet when you called me to call the door.

Fine, fine.

Help me out.

Oh, yes, Sam.

Easy, easy.

When I think of you lying in your unconscious all that time,

I went out to lunch.

What?

Anything can happen to you.

I'd never forget my pillow.

You call this nothing?

Oh, you poor, you brave boy.

Are you just a down-to-down relapse?

Now the ambulance will be here in a minute.

Ambulance?

How can all these things cost money?

I'm sorry, Sam, I lost my head.

When I saw you lying, they're all over here.

Forget it, forget it.

What's that gadget that they're on the floor?

Oh, oh, it's lipstick.

It's a dropout of a purse when she opened it for the tap.

Apple of Eve.

It's a ghost color, Sam.

Apple of Eve.

Any courage, Harry speaking?

Spade, this is dream-along.

Keep your distance.

Look, you left your lipstick, but don't bother to come after it.

I'll mail it to you.

What kind is it?

Apple of Eve.

Sorry, I've never used it.

Good, then I won't give you another thought.

How but you got to.

She's dead.

You that is?

Yeah.

She jumped into a taxi in front of your building.

I went straight after her, but I got caught in traffic

where they're tearing up Market Street.

That could be anywhere between the Embarcadero

and Twin Peaks, fine alibi.

What comes next?

Well, I'm at her apartment now.

And she's dead.

Sam, Sam.

Hold on.

Yafi.

Take your ambulance.

Let's lighten him away.

What shall I do?

I'm at 10 bucks now, honey.

I'll use it for a taxi.

Hello, Miss Love.

Yeah.

Stay there and don't touch a thing.

I'll be right over.

I'll be right over.

Dream I haven't waited if that was really

where she'd called me from.

Eve Adams was on the bedroom floor in front of a dressing

table.

There was broken glass all over the floor.

I had a place to drink the perfume.

The front of a negligee was splashed with red.

I looked for the wound, but I didn't find any.

And I looked at her hands.

All the nails on her left hand and two on the right

with the same color as the stain on her clothing.

At least she'd been seated at the dressing table

putting on nail polish when the murder ended the room.

The back of her head had been creased by the well-known

blunt instrument, such as a heavy sap.

I felt the bumps on my head and looked at the overtone nail

polish bottle on the dressing table.

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Tonight's adventure with Sam Spade.

Second time around the murder apartment,

I noticed something I hadn't caught the first time.

Some smears of Apple of Eve nail polys

that didn't show very distinctly against the rust-colored

carpeting that left the clear trail

across the kitchen lannolin.

And I opened the door.

It was the first time I saw it.

It was the first time I saw it.

I was looking for a kitchen lannolin.

I opened the back door. I smelled burning cloth.

It was incinerated just outside,

and from it I fished a man's shirt, partially burned.

The initials in the pocket were still intact,

so were the red stains under them.

The initials were GH.

The stains were, you guessed it would come in there,

Apple of Eve.

Yeah?

No, she hasn't.

Okay, you're in.

What do you want with it?

She's in a little trouble.

You're a cop?

Why don't you expect a back?

I don't know.

What's this trouble?

She threatened to kill a woman, and now she's dead.

Ooh, a girl named Eve Adams.

Why would she want to kill Evee?

Boy, I got it.

They were locking horns over a guy named Gors Hagen.

You know him?

Yeah, and I wish I didn't.

Who is he?

He was to run a gambling ship down at Malibu.

The law turned it into a bait barge.

Now I call himself a yachtman.

But if you're trying to connect him up with my sister

at the bad connection, she hasn't seen him in years.

His idea or hers?

Hers?

And mine.

And what was the beef?

And who are you?

I'm a brother.

That is my name.

And why would there be any beef between those two?

Evee was my sister's best friend.

She was engaged to me.

And this news must be quite as sharp to you.

You're taking it like a little soldier.

It was asking for it.

I wonder.

I beg you to leave town with me.

But no, she couldn't sneak off like that

of letting Gors know the score.

I told her he'd tell her before he'd let her go.

Mm-hmm.

You look here, Eddie.

Yeah, whatever.

Where do you keep your shoes?

In a closet, kiddo.

Where do you keep yours under the bed?

What's your closet in here?

I wait a minute.

You can't hands off me.

Let me see your warmth.

Don't better be good.

You're going out of here on your head.

Take your hands off me, Eddie.

Let's see that warmth.

All right, I got a warmth, Eddie.

I didn't find what I was looking for.

I had a pair of craped-sold shoes with places of Apple

of Eve nail polish on them.

But in one of these coat pockets, I found a sale slip

from a department store cosmetics product.

There were several items that the one that interested me said.

One lipstick nail polish set Apple of Eve.

About then I smelled brandy and a voice behind me said,

What happened to the kid?

Huh?

Oh.

He asked for my warmth.

Well, when you come to see me, I'll know better.

Your name is Gors Hagen.

I'm headed for your place right now.

What are you looking for?

A pair of shoes with craped-solds.

What do you want with my deck shoes?

I thought maybe they'd match up

or this piece of the shirt, but you're initials on it.

Give me that.

That's a fact.

Where'd you get that?

In the incinerator at Eve Adam's place.

Well, that don't prove anything.

Lots of people got the same initials.

Have you talked to George Howard?

He's out of time.

He's out of time.

That proves it's a frame.

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Don't know any George Howard.

I thought so.

Okay, let's cut out that monkey business.

Give it to me.

Give it to me.

All right, I'll give it to you.

I did.

He gave it right back to me.

I was only losing on point until I stepped over plural already

and lost my balance.

That's when he gave me the coup de gras.

You!

I wasn't quite unconscious, but somehow I just didn't feel like getting up.

When the apartment door opened, I opened my good.

I just widened up to see Dreamer love walk in.

Of course.

What are you doing here?

I come to help you, Dreamer.

I don't need any help from you, Goss.

I told you that three years ago.

Why?

I don't know what you're talking about.

You killed me, Adams.

Why?

You're wrong, Goss.

I haven't seen Evie and Aegis.

Why did you kill her?

I...

All right.

I did it.

Yeah.

Why?

I was jealous.

Seeing the two of you together after all, we'd been to each other.

Come on, laugh at me.

I can't admit it.

I don't love for you.

It's very funny, isn't it?

I'm very fond of you, Dreamer.

My poor little Dreamer love.

I'd give you anything.

I need a shirt from my back.

Here.

Here's a piece of it on the couch.

I see you're impressed.

Me too.

Come on.

We'll go someplace where we can be alone and talk things over.

No, Goss.

Please, I can explain everything.

I can explain in the car and the way down to the boat.

Come on.

You're hurting me.

I'm hurting you.

Come on.

I'm getting you.

Stupid man.

I staggered at my fate and stumbled over to the door.

I reached to Justice Hagen's car pull away from the curb.

The time I found a taxi to at least halfway to wherever they were going.

I didn't know whether the boat he had mentioned was tied up at the Embarcadero,

anchored in the marina, more that saws the laid over, becamed and opened.

But there was a sea-faring man in our town who knew about such things.

My port of call was the seahorse bar and grilled, just up ahead of Pier 16,

or is it the foot?

Captain Pissotti?

He is silent, son, as in Prasad.

My mistake.

Salty baneum and salty banecha.

Only one salty thing I found to buy.

Salty wanted saffé and mateats you never give.

Have a life saver.

Well, thank you so, you're very generous.

No, we didn't.

Money made it.

But it's straight from the mint.

That's a joke wasn't it?

What's up, sonny?

You in the hole again?

You catch my drift?

Yeah.

What do you know about a Yachtman man, Gors Hagen?

Nicely put, matey.

Is there anything lower than a Yachtman?

He's it.

Where's he keep his boat?

Well, now she's still afloat.

She'd be dragging her hook summers off Sosolito.

Now, she's a converted PT, you know, because of the sea queen.

He had her bottom planks ripped out in the back of the car seat,

and he patched it up with plywood.

Well, now she's got two diesel she has, and two in sprues,

two to one reduction gear.

Yeah, yeah.

What's the quickest way of getting out to it?

Well, there's not much craft for Char to hear about this time of night, you know.

There's that Novak fella, but that's the present he's sleeping one hour.

Thank you.

It might not be worth your while in the wage.

Why not?

Well, Hagen stopped by here 20 minutes ago looking for his engineer.

Said he was casting off on-side engineer or no engineer.

What about your boat?

My boat.

When I made it on the plurid course, you'll stand up then,

it double-end the Monterey, blurry in the cloud.

Yeah.

Without a head sea, that is.

Then, on to the hand, you'll put it in the bottom race.

You'll put it in a quarter, swell.

Yeah, yeah.

How much?

How much?

Five dollars an hour.

And that's with you, man.

And the bouge pumps.

Okay, let's go.

This, um, here, Hagen fella now.

You onto the trim of his sails.

Sails on a PT boat?

Not the boats.

And he's a man.

Cut of his jib.

I didn't notice that, but he was wearing crepe-sold shoes.

Hmm.

Well, tell you about this Hagen lady.

Feller once tried to board him.

Customs officer, no less.

What's up?

Pick him up four days later in a gill net with a fish gaff

stole clean through his neck.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Have another life saver.

You may need it.

After he'd lashed me to my station at the bouge pump,

Captain Pasalty got his double-end and moderate dory,

on a plotted cross to Sosalito, he hoped.

And we plunged reckless land of a fog.

It's nearly as I could catch his drift.

There was a 50-50 chance.

The pay, Hagen, to find his engineer,

and would be halfway to the parallel islands

before we could make a fast Alcatraz,

if we stayed afloat that long, or a V,

that he hadn't found his engineer, and might be adding trouble,

starting up those two diesels,

with the twin scrolls and the two to one reduction gears,

whatever they are.

Yeah.

She lashed me, do you?

Which one?

About five points to court.

Brewing with the high three-bottles.

You get up on the court, Eggmajee.

The ladders round on the land outside.

Swing round and put you on it.

Hey!

Anybody home?

He's likely blown, nursing them diesels.

You've got to rear back in Harlem, Eggmajee.

Like it is.

I'll hide and see if we...

I like that.

Eh. I don't know which one.

Oh, you.

That's what he thought he thought the larger crab tree.

But still, of course, I'll go request permission to barge out.

Oh, is it?

Spade, I want to talk to you, Hagen.

That was all right.

Well, what the hell do you know?

Clumbly, love a hipposcopist.

What do you got you?

Don't worry.

He knows.

That's a midship's life.

Yeah.

How do you run this thing?

I've got to get you to shore.

Let's swap off.

There's a fraud here.

Don't pull it back all the way.

She'll die.

I'll back you in time.

You lie still.

What are you looking for?

No.

Jump for pocket.

Life's safer.

They should need it.

I don't know more.

Best wins than you're after quarter midship.

Remember that.

It's a good easy game.

Keep a balance.

Don't let your jib ruffle.

Keep it on course, matey.

Keep it.

Hey, Cam.

Cam, sorry.

Sour ragged.

I crawl over the rail and try to make out Hagen silhouette on the other boat.

Like it just barely make out the shape of a holograms,

the plane flow of life and the saucy little shore.

We drifted a few yards astray in the Hagen's boat,

but not out of rifle range.

I wondered why, if you could see us well enough to drop Captain Sully,

he'd let it go at that.

And I got it.

He was listening.

Somebody was pulling out from shore in a railroad.

I didn't waste any more time listening.

I dug into Captain Sully's jumper pocket,

fished out a waterproof pouch.

I dug a seamen's papers out of it.

He didn't need them anymore.

Wrap it around my gun.

And I took off some clothes and ease myself over the side.

I didn't swim to speed, but the distance.

Stopping down in and make sure the man in the boat was still covering for me.

I felt my way around the hull until I found the anchor rope.

Just as I grafted, I had him rest his ears.

Hey, Kim, what's that?

Very low.

What do you want?

I've come after my sister.

Go out home, Eddie.

She's sailing with me, that's the way she wants it.

Your line.

Wait a second.

Come on out of there, dreamer.

What's happened?

Your brother's down there in the boat.

Talk to him.

What am I going to do?

Talk to him.

All right.

Eddie.

What's he going to do?

I'm all right, Eddie.

Everything's all right.

Ghost and I have decided.

Go on the formatting.

He's lying to you.

He knows you've framed him.

If you fail out on him, you'll walk him back.

I know, Eddie.

I'm coming for him.

He knows.

He can't free me.

Eddie.

Eddie.

Eddie.

Stop it, hey.

No.

Drop the rifle.

Use your ignozy for shamelessness.

Stop it, you idiot.

You're right.

You're right.

You're wrong.

Ah.

Send him.

Did he hurt you?

Yeah.

I've been kicked in the stomach before.

It takes a woman to kick you in the teeth.

I'm sorry.

I don't care what you're dead, but burns me up.

You didn't do it right.

I hate a bungler, especially a female bungler.

I'm a bungler.

You're the one.

It would have worked if you hadn't gone poking in the incinerator.

I should have called a police.

You say to know what to do with evidence like that.

Steven Martin to get something on course ever since repeal.

Lesson angel.

Any flat foot could have seen through that setup.

Eve Adams was sitting in front of a mirror when she was maced.

She saw the murder into the room.

She got it in the back of her head.

That means she trusted whoever walked up behind her.

That also means the evidence of a struggle was faked.

Put the nail polish on course to shoot.

You put that nail polish on her fingers after she was dead.

Layed that trail of the incinerator with a pair of gross assures.

Where any flat foot was supposed to think he'd try to destroy the incriminating shirt.

But that dumbest thing you did was lying to me about that matching lipstick you dropped in my office.

That made you look guilty of anybody because anybody could have planted that fake evidence.

I didn't kill her. I'm not a murderer.

Your brother might have got all busy.

Crime of passion.

The police, please don't say that.

I can't bear the thought that after everything I did, it's all come to nothing.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Have a life, save it.

You may need it.

Period. End of report.

Oh, Sam. Poor captain's facility.

Pay his sign on everything for some.

Go type that out.

All right, James.

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As far as I got.

What stopped you?

The last day to my notebook going to our shortage of supplies, Sam.

But anyway, I'm glad.

Because I didn't have to go through it again.

I mean, huh?

Put cat in the soap.

Hey, please.

Please, now, honest, I buy you a new notebook.

A nice pattern.

Would you like that?

Oh, yes, Sam.

There's always something so final about final pages of things.

When I think of all the risk you take.

To say nothing of my clients.

And I got to put a new sign on the door.

A band and hope all year, who went ahead.

But I have a Sam.

Where there's a will, there's a will.

There's a what?

A will, Sam.

More now.

Which reminds me.

That's what a couple of things are like.

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Oh, no, Sam.

One of us got to have a clear head.

Well, it'll be me.

Oh, best.

Good night, Sam.

Good night, sweetheart.

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