The Falcon - The Case of the Plenty Twenty

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Hello?

Yes, this is the Falcon speaking.

Oh, Lola.

Oh, thanks for the call, but tonight is no good angel.

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When's the night in New York?

And at an old loft.

Two men bend over a press, eagerly intent on the engraving that is emerging from it.

Now there's a long silent examination of the engraving.

Light is brought closer.

Magnifying glasses are brought into use.

Still no words.

But now hands begin to shake with excitement.

Finally the taller man with a little mustache.

Louis Barretti steps back and smiles at his companion.

Well, girls, it's perfect.

The US Mint couldn't do better itself.

Anywhere they'll get by and that's what's got.

Oh, what gets me Barretti with a talent like that?

You've been wasting time on little forgeries.

Got to work up to a thing like this.

Hell, of course, the celebration.

Let's go get a jug.

Don't get ahead of yourself, guns.

We've got the plates.

Now we've got to unload.

I'm sure might give us a good price.

You're going to sell the plates?

Well, well, that's like killing a golden goose.

Wait a minute.

Hello?

Is that arm short, eh?

This is arm short.

Good.

This is Louis Barretti speaking.

I have something that might interest you.

Would you care to see some samples?

I'm not easily interested, Barretti.

You will be in what I have.

Well, it doesn't cost a look.

I'll be here all night.

Good.

I'll be over.

So long.

But why sell the plates, Barretti?

This way we want cash.

All we've got to do is print it.

What more can anybody ask?

How long do you think those two sheets of paper are going to last us?

No, guns.

There's a lot more to this deal than just the plate.

We can get more paper.

And big quantities aren't easy.

Besides no matter how good those plates are,

the only perfect ones are Uncle Sam's.

Every time we pass the bill, we'd be sticking our eggs out.

To do this right.

You have to have an organization.

Have to know where to pass them and when.

Well, maybe you're right.

Sure, I'm right.

Hey, who are you calling now?

Rita.

I want to see if he's interested.

But you just called, aren't you?

That's right.

Well, if Angela wants to buy you.

You have to meet my price.

The best way to get the price to get these jokers bitten against each other.

Yeah.

And you can get caught in the middle.

Oh, he comes.

As long as I have the plates, I call the shots.

You may call them, John, but the big question is who fires them?

Yes.

Mr. Rita, this is Louis Barretti.

I was just wondering if you might be in the race.

Good morning, honey.

What time is it?

Almost noon.

You're still in bed.

Louis Barretti, big shot.

I got home late.

You're telling me.

You might have phone.

I was busy.

We're going to take an all of five minutes.

I don't start riding me.

Wait until I tell you the news.

I'm waiting.

How would you like a new car?

It was a binge.

You're still dreaming.

Not kidding.

I hit it big.

We're in the chips.

What happened?

Landed a big contract.

But an advertising company.

What company?

What company?

A company.

That's all a company.

An advertising company.

What?

What?

Five.

I tell you you can have a new car right away.

You turn on the third degree.

What do you mean third degree?

I'm your wife.

You tell me you've landed a big contract.

Naturally, I'm interested in this.

Always trying to butt in.

Oh, I see.

I know what you say.

Then I know what you're thinking.

You haven't gone hungry.

Have you?

Oh, you've got a roof over your head.

Haven't you?

If you don't like the way I do things,

you know what you can do about it.

Now get out of here.

I want to get dressed.

Or just a minute, lady.

What do you think you're going?

Inside of my husband's studio.

Why, what's it to you?

You're husband, huh?

Would you be Mrs. Louis Barretti?

What if I am?

What's going on around here anyway?

Why the car?

Who are you?

I'm Sergeant Carbot of the New York Police Department.

I know it.

Who what?

Who was mixed up in something?

Well, he's mixed up in something.

All right.

What do you know about it?

Nothing.

It's just a hunch.

What do you do?

As far as we know, he didn't do anything.

You said.

I said he's mixed up in something.

You had better prepare yourself for a shock.

I'm prepared if he didn't do anything.

That's shock enough.

Now what is this?

It's just Mrs. Barretti.

He's dead.

Hello.

I'd like to see Mr. Wherel, please.

Well, take a good look.

Oh, I hope you're the Mr. Wearing I want.

So do I.

Which wearing would it be?

The private detective called to Falcon.

I'm your bird.

Come in.

Thank you.

I had a hard time finding you.

Did you have an office?

In my business, an office means a filing cabinet full of bourbon.

So I've heard.

Well, I prefer martinis.

So I operate out of my apartment.

Now, who are you and what can I do for you?

I'm Mrs. Louis Beretti.

Yesterday, my husband was murdered.

The police questioned me a good party afternoon.

They released me, but I'm still under suspicion.

And you want me to remove that suspicion?

That's right.

Why can you give me any better suspects?

Not positively.

Tentatively, then.

Well, if you could find out anything about a Mr. Richard or a Mr. Inshaw.

Oh, what are you?

Well, that's what I don't know.

But from the way that we behaved yesterday morning,

I suspected that something was going on.

And then, Mr. Ritter found the house.

I couldn't make out much of the conversation except that.

Louis said that Mr. Ritter still wasn't talking loud enough.

And he couldn't hear him.

And he said it was too late anyway,

because Ernshaw already spoke English.

Oh, that's a great conversation.

And you don't know who we do with these men, huh?

No, he never mentioned them before.

Is there anyone who might know them?

Well, the only one I can think of is my husband's assistant, Pete Kerns.

But the police asked him about them and he came.

He didn't know them.

Oh, maybe I'll have better luck.

By the way, Mrs. Beretti, what did your husband and Kerns do?

They had a little art studio.

They made silk screen reproductions and etching things like that.

But I always had an idea they were doing something else, too, only.

I never could find out what it was.

It just goes to show man shouldn't keep secrets from his wife.

It's dangerous.

Is it?

Well, sure.

Look what happened to Louis Beretti.

Yes, you Pete Kerns.

That's right.

What do you want?

Well, I didn't come to look at your etchings.

I thought perhaps you could tell me something about it or Ernshaw.

The police thought the same.

They were all so wrong.

Well, do you mind if I come in and look over the studio?

You have a search warrant?

No.

I mind.

And look, it must have occurred to you, Kerns, that you're a suspect in this case.

Maybe I can help you.

What makes you think so?

Well, Mrs. Beretti is paying good money for me to help her.

You can latch on for a free ride, if you like.

Provided, of course, you're not the murderer.

That's what I'm looking for.

When I need help, I'll pay my own way.

Mm-hmm.

Such extravagance.

Who think a struggling young artist could afford it?

I won't be able to unless I get to work.

The police have kept me out of here until just a little while ago

and whoever killed Beretti made a shambles of the place.

So run along.

I've got work to do.

I sure, all right, Kerns.

But just tell me one thing.

We do.

What's it?

What makes you so sure you don't need help?

I'm not so sure.

I'm also not so sure you be help.

Well, if you change your mind about me,

you can reach me to Ed's luncheon at over on Lexington Avenue 53rd

just ask Mike Waring.

I'll make a note of it.

Now, so long.

Hello?

Hello, Ride.

This is Kerns.

Yeah, Kerns.

What is it?

Somebody else has been here looking for you.

Sooner or later, they're going to find the rid of their looking for.

So if you and I are going to get together,

we better do it quick.

Waring, I see why you always hang out here at Ed's luncheon at.

They sure turn out a mean salad.

I assure you.

But about the case.

Oh, I'm sorry, Waring.

I've given you every blessed fact I've got on a case so far.

I don't want to be something we could latch on to,

called it some kind of a leave.

Oh, tell us.

Hey, did you enjoy your luncheon?

I had.

Oh, Waring's mind is wrapped up with a case.

He didn't even notice.

Didn't notice.

I don't have a mind there.

Call for just joking.

He's the funniest fellow I know.

Gee, thanks.

I certainly didn't notice that salad.

By those with the most delicious some vegetables.

Vegetables.

Yes, that's what I mean, Ed.

Yes, vegetables.

They were perfect.

And that salad dressing.

That was Miracle Whip Mike.

You know, Miracle Whip makes salad taste better than ever.

Well, sure.

Yes.

You see, Miracle Whip has a swell flavor.

It's kind of sharp.

Yet it's not too sharp either.

I think it tastes just exactly right.

Mike, that's why.

Oh, that's why it's America's favorite salad dressing.

To matter of fact, more Miracle Whip is sold

than the next 20 leading brands of salad dressing combined.

Right?

Right, Mike.

And don't forget, Miracle Whip was really a different kind of salad dressing too.

That's why they call it the one and only, isn't it?

And it's smooth, creamy, textured.

Right.

Right.

You took the words right out of my mouth.

How do you know all that?

Good little detectors always keep their ears open, Ed.

You've been telling me about Miracle Whip for a long time now.

Wow.

What do you know?

I don't know much else except that maybe you better give us our check now.

We've got to be getting along.

Right, oh.

Here you are, Mike.

All right, Corb.

What's the joke?

Look at him.

Did we see a fancy, a fumbling eye?

Never mind, Corbett.

You win.

I'll take care of him.

No, Larry.

No, it's just all right.

Forget it.

I've got it.

Here Ed, take both checks out of this 20.

All right, Mike.

Here he is.

Huh?

Wait a minute.

Is this a gay?

What do you mean?

It's a beautiful job.

I'll admit that.

It's probably past most places.

But I've been in this game too long to let what are these get by me.

What in places are you talking about?

This 20.

It's kind of it.

It's what?

Well, it's the sergeant if you don't believe me.

Here's how it's take a look.

Yeah.

Oh, he's right wearing.

Where did you get this?

From Mrs. Beretti.

Well, what do you know?

Ha, ha, ha.

The Falcon lets himself get paid off in funny money.

Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Oh, all right, Corp.

But you can stop grinning.

It's not that funny.

Oh, hey, the boys at headquarters here about this work.

Look, pal, you've been just...

Oh, hello.

Well, my charming client.

All right, Mrs. Beretti.

What was the idea?

What?

Paying me in counterfeit.

Counterfeit?

As if you didn't know.

I didn't.

Your husband printed it, didn't he?

I don't know.

I told you I suspected something, but I didn't know what.

Where did you get the bilge, gave me?

Really?

You have any more lying around?

Don't look, Mrs. Beretti.

If you don't answer, we can get a search warrant.

Only counterfeit is a federal offense.

Don't yell at the lady wearing.

You'll have to forgive her, Mrs. Beretti.

He's kind of touchy just now.

Come in.

I don't want any trouble.

I'll show you where the money is.

All right.

I don't know, Corp.

Well, we came home late a couple of nights ago.

In the morning, we talked about having a lot of money.

You could have had something to do with a contract.

But when I asked him about it, he lost his temper.

I was afraid something was wrong, but I didn't know what.

And then he was killed.

And then I found a briefcase just in a minute.

Here we are.

In this closet under all these days.

Believe me, I didn't know what was coming.

There it is.

Yeah.

A briefcase full of the stuff.

Look, you hired me to help you.

Why didn't you show me this?

I still didn't think it was necessary.

You were afraid of it to be taken away from you.

It was my husband's money.

I didn't see why I shouldn't keep it.

But you told me your suspect that your husband was involved

in something.

You had it strongly that that something was illegal.

So you knew there was something wrong with the money.

I didn't know it was counterfeit.

I suspected there's a big difference.

All right, all right.

You can fight that out later.

Right now, we've got to get this stuff

into the hands of the Treasury boys.

Mrs. Burratti, where's your telephone?

Yeah.

We're here.

We're here.

We're here, we're here.

Sorry.

Oh, good.

Bring them in.

All right.

Well, I know that we know what we're doing with counterfeiting.

We're beginning to get involved.

We're here.

Oh, good.

Bring them in.

All right.

This kind of counterfeiting.

We're beginning to get somewhere.

It's guy Ed Ernshaw's been involved in a couple of counterfeiting deals already.

Right in our backyard.

Okay, Mr. Ernshaw, come in.

Thank you.

Sit down.

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Welcome.

I've heard of him.

It's a pleasure.

Likewise.

And we're both liars.

I understand you boys want to bat your 40 scratch and you want to tie me to it.

Now I'll leave that to the Treasury Department.

I'm homicide.

All I'm interested in is a little matter of murder.

Well, that's a nice subject, but it's a little out of my line.

Yeah.

You know Louis Barretti?

Barretti?

Was he a big fat guy?

He was a little skinny guy.

And right here?

No.

It looks like I didn't know him, doesn't it?

I only knew you.

Yeah.

Lots of people know it, aren't you?

He had dealings with you.

Must have been a different, aren't you?

Are there many earn shars in your rackets?

Rackets, sergeants.

You know, better than that.

I'm a solid citizen.

Aren't you?

What did you do with the plates you swiped from Barretti?

I didn't swip them.

They were...

Yes, they were what?

Nothing.

I don't know anything about the plates.

You started to say something about them.

Obviously, you know they were at plates, so you didn't know Barretti.

I'm not talking.

You already have.

You can't prove anything about it.

At least now we know around the right track.

Barretti had plates for turning our count of it 20s.

Apparently, somebody killed him and swiped the plates.

You knew about the plates at all fits.

You've got no proof.

No, we can get just a second.

Hello, Sergeant Corbin speaking.

I see.

Okay.

All right, so long.

Well, wearing there's our other lead.

Written?

Mike Ritter on East 12th, who did time 10 years ago in Kansas for counterfeiting.

Well, Corbin, what do you say if I run over and drop in on this, Ritter?

While you continue our chat with the insurer.

All right, wearing.

But how come you still so hopped up on the case after the way your client treated you?

That's all right. Barretti had insurance.

May take a little time, but I'll get mine.

You just set him off for wearing.

What's that insurer?

You're going to get yours all right.

Only it won't take time.

Yes, Frank Ritter.

That's right.

I'd like to talk to you.

What about?

I suppose I could put you in line for a stack of beautiful bills at the rate of two to one.

Huh?

You think I'm crazy, mister?

No.

Even saying I might go for a deal like that,

what makes you think I didn't know?

Well, that's right.

I'd like to talk to you.

What about?

I suppose I could put you in line for a stack of beautiful bills at the rate of two to one.

Huh?

Well, it makes you think I didn't discuss it with a total stranger.

Well, that's just the point.

No reason why we should be strangers.

I was hoping you'd invite me in and we could get acquainted.

Sorry, I'm busy.

Won't take long.

No, thanks. I'll be there.

Are you sure I'm nervous?

What do you keep looking at the other person?

I told you I'm busy, and I'll get out of here.

All right, all right.

Oh, there's the other person.

Is that who you've been expecting?

Well, what do you know?

It's Barretti's assistant, PD Kerns.

Hello, Kerns.

Hey, wait a minute.

Hey, you think you've got any way to act Kerns?

You don't seem happy to see me.

I did.

Out, let go.

Sure, in a minute.

What have we got here?

Give me that.

You mind if I open it?

I'll kill you.

I'll bet you.

What if I gave you the chance?

All right, my.

How do you like that?

He's delivering some artwork.

A steel engraving.

Wouldn't just happen to be a $20 bill, would it?

All right.

Well, I'll take that.

Play.

Oh, yeah, sure, Rita.

I thought this was my dance with Kerns.

But you cut in.

The gun cuts me in.

Oh, yeah.

I suppose it does.

So, handle with a plate and hand it over easy.

All right.

Hey, one.

Right.

Now, let go of Kerns.

Yeah, sure.

And now, both of you.

Hey, Kerns.

Come back here.

Come back here.

You'll nothing.

You know, Rita, there's impolite occurrence to run out on you.

But I can't complain seeing how I wind up with the gun and the plate.

Now, let's go down and see Sergeant Corbett, huh?

Oh, Corbett, brought your presents.

In fact, a couple of presents.

Oh, hello, Larry.

Is that, Rita?

This is Rita.

Rita meets Sergeant Corbett.

Seems he don't want to meet me.

Well, he's the bashful type.

Until I see my lawyer, I am.

Okay.

Now, Corbett, look what else I have.

Hey, one of the plates.

Yep.

It'll make a beautiful print of the back of a $20 bill.

And Rita had it?

Well, then according to your theory.

No, Corbett, Rita didn't have it.

I got it from PD Kerns.

Kerns?

Well, then he's our boy.

Looks like.

Where is he?

Going away.

I swapped him for Rita.

Looks like a bad trade, but I didn't have any choice.

Well, I'll put out a call to have him picked up.

Then I better call the Treasury boys and tell them this plate's here.

Oh, you better.

And as for you, Rita.

Oh, no.

Homicide, Sergeant Corbett speaking.

What's that?

Yeah, I see.

Okay, so long.

It was a Treasury boys.

You didn't tell them about the plate.

Wearing.

You know that brief case we found at Barretti's?

With the condofits, yeah.

Well, I've got news for you, wearing.

It's not counterfeit.

Why?

They've just gone through the whole case bill by bill.

30,000 bucks.

And everyone is genuine, 100% United States currency.

Well, I don't have to tell you folks that there's only one genuine kind of United States currency.

But just in case you didn't know, I'd like to tell you that there's also only one miracle whip.

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Now, back to the adventures of the Polkan.

A couple of hours have passed since the Polkan and Sergeant Corbett discovered that the money they found at Barrettis,

which they thought wasn't worth the paper it was printed on, turned out to be worth an even 30 grand.

Now, Mike is in his apartment on the door by the sound.

Oh, come.

Get back inside, wearing an upcoming suit.

So I see.

As long as you've got the gun, I might as well be hospitable.

Yeah.

Now, what am I indebted for this visit?

It wasn't out of your heart.

It's all right, stay back.

I'm back, but you're all right.

Brawl card caught up with me. I ran, they fired.

It's just a scratch. It's not serious.

The color of your face is plenty serious.

Look as weak as a mix drink and a clip.

Shut up. I'm all right.

I said it.

All right. It's your funeral.

Do you think I'm kidding?

You bit up, wearing.

You'll get what I got.

Triple.

I'm not carrying a gun for exercise.

All right. All right, turns.

What do you want?

We'll listen down.

Oh.

All right.

You said before you wanted to help me.

We're supposed to be a two-way deal.

You tossed in your hand.

Still a two-way deal. I can help you.

I know who killed Barretti.

What do you want with me?

Get proof.

Wrap it up so I get off the spot.

All right.

What do I begin?

By believing I didn't do the killing.

You had the plates.

You probably still have one.

Yeah, I still have it.

I wasn't taking them both up to root as it once.

I wanted to see if he was on the level first.

You know, you can do a long stretch just for what you're admitting.

I know it.

I'm stuck with that.

Got the goods on me.

That's what I can do.

But the chair gives me the willies.

I'm not a killer.

You've got to prove it.

Then who is?

Sure.

I had the plates. Why not?

Work with Barretti.

Yeah, see your point.

Good.

Just tell me one thing.

What's that?

How much is Barretti going to pay you for the plates?

25 grand.

Why?

I just want to see if it all ties in.

It does.

Look at me.

You want it proof?

We've got proof.

We don't need any more.

What proof?

Your story.

They won't believe it.

Maybe not all by itself.

And I don't suppose any sure.

Or Ritter will talk.

But if you stick to your story,

and Mrs. Barretti sticks to hers,

and I stick to mine,

that should wrap it up.

And you think?

I know.

Come on, let's go down to your sergeant corps.

No.

No police, not yet.

Curns, do we just...

We won't discuss it as long as I have the gun.

We do things my way.

I suppose we do.

You're married.

Who?

Mrs. Barretti.

I want to see if Louis told her anything.

I know what she knows.

You're doing what I tell you.

Sure, pal.

You're...

You're called married.

You...

Ask her.

Ask her.

All right.

All right.

Curns, as long as you have the gun,

we do things your way.

You don't have it.

I'm taking you to sergeant corps.

First, I'm taking you to a doctor.

I'm taking you.

I'm taking you.

I'm taking you.

I'm taking you.

I'm taking you.

Hello.

Well, we're all here to accept Curns.

The doctor will bring him in as soon as he finishes patching him up.

And I don't think we need to wait, Curns.

I'm pretty sure I know Curns, as I angle.

So let's see what we can get out of these others.

All right, quiet!

Quiet, please!

Quiet!

You wanna talk, talk when we ask questions.

All right.

You weren't sure.

Do you deny you had dealings with Verradi?

Check.

It's a bum checker, Inshawn.

My current gets here.

He'll swear I've already offered to send you the plates.

And there are this curbs as a character who cannot tell a lie.

All right, Inshawn.

You don't admit anything.

But you're right, Er, it's not so easy.

Wearing cut curbs calling on you with a plate.

I can't help who calls on me.

That doesn't say I invited him.

You were expecting him.

You kept looking at the elevator.

Maybe I was just wishing you'd get on at wearing.

And you were ready to take the plate with a gun

as soon as I got it from Kern.

You guys were fighting.

I wanted to see what it was all about.

Oh, sure.

You didn't know about the plate.

Not till then.

Kern says he offered him 25 grand for the plates.

You boys sure put a lot of stock in his curbs, don't you?

He worked for Verradi.

He was in a position to know the facts.

That doesn't say he wouldn't lie about them.

Well, it's not only Kern's.

There's Mrs. Verradi.

She heard her husband mention you and Er,

and she'll write Mrs. Verradi.

Yes.

So you see, Verradi, it all fits.

There's only one thing that doesn't fit.

What's that?

Mrs. Verradi.

You said you got those bills you paid me with

from your husband's briefcase.

I did.

But the bills in the case were good.

The ones you paid me were counterfeit.

The bills in the briefcase were in little packets.

But there were a few loose ones lying on top.

I took those off.

They're the ones I gave you.

Good day.

That was good of an assample.

Your husband showed in, sure.

Look wearing.

I told you.

And I'm telling you, Verradi, you

did have dealings with Verradi.

Before you killed him.

What?

I killed him.

Yes, and I'm glad you admit it.

Oh, you admit it?

It doesn't matter if you do or not.

The facts speak for themselves, Verradi.

And what they say about you is murder.

And I'm Mrs. Verradi.

I learned your name as Marion.

Why, you are the detective, aren't you?

And if I like Marion better than Mrs. Verradi.

All right, Mike.

Thanks, Marion.

And now that we're so chummy, how about letting me

in on the trade secret?

Which secret?

I used to have the keys.

Oh.

Well, that money, you showed us, did it?

How?

It was real.

Well, what did that prove?

Prove to your husband that sold the plates.

That money could only have been payment for them.

But Kerns had the plates to do it, so?

Well, Kerns worked with your husband.

He was in a position to swipe the plates.

And that's exactly what he did.

He swiped the rear ones and substituted some old trial plates.

See?

Your husband made the sale on the basis of the samples

he'd made from the real plates.

But the ones he delivered were Kerns' substitutes.

Oh, and when the person who bought the plates tried

to run off the mob, they'll be found he'd been cheated.

That's right.

So you went back to your husband, the man at the real plate,

so his money back.

But your husband, thinking he delivered the real ones

refused.

That was a fight about it, and your husband was killed.

Right, see.

So all you had to know was who bought the plates

and you'd know the measure.

But how did you know it was in shock?

Well, remember the conversation you overheard?

Your husband said, Ritter still wasn't talking loud enough,

but it didn't matter, because Ernshaw had already

spoken English.

Yeah.

Well, that had to mean that Ritter still wasn't offering enough,

but it didn't matter, because Ernshaw had already

met your husband's price.

Oh, of course.

Hey.

Oh, before you get out of there, I want to tell you something.

What's that?

Well, it's obvious you didn't get along with your husband,

but you'll still probably want a little time

to get over what's happened.

So when the time's up, perhaps you and I can get together?

Oh, then I'm forgiven for paying you in counterfeit.

Oh, I wasn't sorry about that.

I was sorry about that.

You were sorry to yourself.

Maybe.

Anyway, if you get to feeling lonely,

sometimes let me know.

Oh, no, Mike.

I couldn't do that.

Why not?

Well, I have a friend who knows you.

That's how I heard about you.

And she says, every time she causes you say,

thanks for the call, but you can't make it tonight, Angel.

You think I'd do a thing like that, too?

No, of course not, Mike.

You won't get the chance.

Oh.

Because if there's any calling to be done,

you call me.

Good night, Mike.

Good night, Mike.

Good night, Mike.

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