♪ ♪
MAX: This is my boss, Jonathan Hart, a self-made millionaire.
He's quite a guy.
This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.
She's one lady who knows how to take care of herself.
By the way, my name is Max.
I take care of both of them,
which ain't easy,
'cause when they met,
it was murder.
♪ ♪
[WHIMPERS]
♪ ♪
[METAL CLANKING]
Did you hear that?
Mm.
Jonathan, wake up.
[MOANS]
What is it?
It's a noise downstairs.
I think we have a burglar.
[FOOTSTEPS]
Either that...
or we've got some awful big mice.
[GRANDFATHER CLOCK CHIMING]
[DRAWER OPENS, CLOSES]
Psst.
[SOFTLY] In the kitchen.
JENNIFER: Max.
Oh!
Thank goodness it's you.
Hi, Mr. and Mrs. H.
Did I wake you up?
Max...
do you know it's 4:00 in the morning?
Where are you going?
There's an all-day boat out in Malibu.
And the yellowtail are running.
Well...
you go run after the yellowtail,
and I'm gonna jog on back to bed.
I'm sorry I woke you up...
but it's worth it when we have fresh fish for dinner.
Well, that's terrific, Max.
Put me down for six cans, will you?
You got it.
Sorry, Morty. The bus was late.
Hey, what's the matter?
Morty?
My God, they killed him.
JENNIFER: Darling.
JONATHAN: What?
What's a seven-letter word for the road to perdition?
What's that?
I can't hear you with the water running.
A seven-letter word for the road to perdition.
Freeway. [FREEWAY BARKS]
Not you.
I've got it.
Pathway.
As in the first line of Dante's Inferno.
Ah, yes.
"Hell hath no pathway
like a woman scorned."
No, no, no. That's William Congreve.
Besides, I'm not a woman scorned.
Well, I... I certainly hope not.
Not with a Sunday like this.
What do you mean?
Well, uh, all the newspapers.
What?
Sooner or later we're gonna
run out of things to read, huh?
Oh.
What a good idea.
[CHUCKLES]
[PHONE RINGS]
JENNIFER: Hello?
Could I speak to Max, please?
It's very important.
I'm terribly sorry, but Max...
Max has gone fishing for the day.
He won't be back until tonight.
Well. That's a fine how-do-you-do.
I'm, uh... I'm just standing here, uh...
Uh, waiting for him to pick me up.
He said he'd pick me up when I got into town.
Uh...
[CLEARS THROAT]
He did?
Yeah.
Uh, hey. M-maybe you could help me out.
I'm Pearl Danko.
I was married to Max once upon a time.
And I'm just, uh, standing here at the bus terminal
waiting for him to pick me up.
You think since he's not home that you could you pick me up?
Uh... Well, uh, if...
If he said he'd pick you up and he can't,
I suppose, uh... Uh, we could, yes.
How will I recognize you?
Ho-ho, I'm easy to spot. I... I'm wearing a red dress.
All right. We'll pick you up in half an hour.
Okay.
Darling...
Who are we gonna pick up in a half an hour?
Pearl Danko.
Pearl Danko. Now that's a familiar name.
It should be. She's Max's ex-wife.
Did you get rid of the body?
No problem. Don't worry about it.
Do we take her?
No, not yet.
Well, what are we waiting for?
We gotta make sure no one else is involved.
Oh.
Darling, didn't you ever meet Pearl?
No, I didn't.
Max and I go back a long way,
but not that far.
Max hasn't talked about her in years.
JENNIFER: You know what's even funnier?
His going off fishing on the day
she's supposed to arrive.
That just isn't like Max, is it?
No, it isn't.
Let's see now...
Oh, there's a lady in a red dress.
JONATHAN: Well, maybe that's her.
Pearl Danko? That's me.
Oh. Hello. You must be Mrs. Hart.
Oh, please, call me Jennifer.
This is my husband, Jonathan.
Hi. How do you do?
It sure is nice of you two to help me out like this.
It's our pleasure. Do you have luggage?
Oh, I do. Uh, would you mind?
See you in a minute, darling.
Why don't we go wait in the car.
♪ ♪
Okay, let's go.
[GRUNTING]
[BUS HONKS]
Sorry about the mess.
[CROWD MURMURING]
You look exhausted.
Yeah, I'm kind of raggedy. You know, long trip.
What's the matter? Darling?
Is anything wrong?
Two guys were crazy about your luggage, Pearl.
What is the world coming to when you're not even safe
carrying beat-up, old bags like that?
Anything you packed worth fighting for?
No. Are you kidding?
Only thing I got that's priceless
is a picture of Max in a sailor suit.
[ENGINE STARTS]
[LOCK CLICKS]
After all this time I thought, "Aw, what good fortune.
At last, it will be mine."
And now you two.
I cannot comprehend how you could have messed up so.
Well, uh...
we took care of Morty.
So Morty is ready for the mortician.
How does that serve me?
He was the only other fence in town.
And now...
Pearl has to deal with you, dear.
Not necessarily so.
You say that Pearl was picked up by a couple in a Rolls-Royce?
Yeah, that's right.
Uh, the license was "1 HART."
Well, our Pearl
is definitely not a Rolls-Royce type.
I think she may have found a wealthy buyer.
What are we gonna do now?
Why don't we make Pearl an offer.
Let's offer to allow her to remain alive.
Morty's condition should be pretty persuasive
in that regard.
Hey, uh... that all sounds very good,
but, uh, we don't even know where Pearl is.
Use your contacts.
Check out the license plate.
Uh, do you have any other questions?
Uh...
No.
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
[SOFT ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING]
Boy, you got some collection of oldies but goodies.
Well, thanks.
But, uh, that's Max's collection.
Mm.
I should've known, because of the song.
That's the song.
♪ My poor heart is sentimental ♪
♪ Not made of wood ♪
♪ I got it bad ♪
♪ And that ain't good ♪
Max walked into the nightclub and saw me singing it.
Well, what can I tell you?
We both got it bad.
Boy, it was good...
For a while, anyway.
We got married.
Oh, the war was on.
You should've seen the place we lived.
[SCOFFS]
The whole apartment would fit in your fireplace.
Well, Max has spoken lovingly of those days.
You must have shared
some happy memories together.
Yeah.
Some not-so-happy ones too.
Ah, well. It'll be good to see him again.
I can't imagine Max not remembering
that you were arriving today.
Um... Well, uh...
I can explain that.
Oh, please do. Because it's not Max's style
to forget a pretty lady.
Well, folks... You see, he...
He isn't exactly expecting me.
Uh, when we spoke last, he said,
"If you're ever in L.A., you give me a jingle."
And, uh, well, uh...
so here I am, uh, jingling...
[CHUCKLES] ...so to speak.
You mean, he doesn't know you're here?
Well, it... It's sort of a surprise.
What do you think?
Well, I, uh...
I think he'll be surprised, all right.
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
I think the great fisherman
has returned from the sea.
Oh, my heart is pounding.
Darling...
maybe you ought to go tell Max
he has a visitor.
Well, that's a good idea.
Maybe he'd like to throw some cologne on or something.
Excuse me.
Well, uh...
I hope Max isn't toosurprised.
I mean, it's been a long time.
Lot of gin's gone over the dam,
if you get my meaning.
Hey, Mr. H. Wait till you see what I got.
Uh, Max... You heard about the one that got away?
Well, all this one got was anchors aweigh.
And I reeled him in.
Speaking of reeling, uh...
do you remember your ex-wife, Pearl?
Remember her? How could I forget her?
Why? What about her?
Uh, she wants to see you.
And she's here now.
Here? Impossible.
Pearl's dead. She's been dead for years.
♪ ♪
JENNIFER: Sit down. [PEARL SIGHS]
Will you look at that puss.
Maxie. How are you?
Hey! You're looking at me
like you're seeing a ghost.
Well, in a manner of speaking, I am.
I thought you were dead.
Oh.
A lot of people did.
I wanted it that way.
Uh, after staying low for 10 years,
I finally said to myself, "What the hell."
Staying low?
You mean like, uh...
sort of being out of sight, out of mind?
Exactly.
It seemed like the best way to go on living
was to have certain people think I was dead.
Certainpeople?
Yeah, you know.
My brother, Joey... May he rest in peace.
...died in a car accident.
Everybody thought I was with him.
And I just let them go on thinking that.
Was your brother, Joey, involved with the underworld?
Well, uh, I didn't know too much about it.
Uh, he was, uh, just a delivery boy.
A... A middleman.
Unfortunately, he got caught in the middle,
and boom, his car blew up.
Those people don't care who they hurt.
Well, I got so shook up from all that,
I just decided to take a powder to Arizona.
And that's where you've been all this time?
There, and...
a lot of other places too.
Slinging hash, making ends meet.
No great shakes, but...
I've been getting by all right.
But that's a whole other story.
Maxie! How are you doing?
Well, uh, I'm sorry to hear
about your brother, Joey, and all that,
but it's real sweet of you
to drop by and pay me a visit.
Well, I'm here in L.A.,
and I thought to myself,
"How is Maxie doing?"
Thanks, Pearl.
I'm sure glad you ain't dead. Ha-ha.
Hey, how about staying for dinner?
I just caught a lot of fish.
Oh. I don't know. Uh...
Please. There's plenty of food for everyone.
Great.
And afterwards, I'll drive you to your hotel.
Where you staying?
Uh, well... Well, I hadn't,
uh, quite decided yet.
I understand a lot of good places here.
Uh, maybe you could recommend one.
Well, you're perfectly welcome to stay here.
Max?
Why not?
Hey, I better get dinner ready.
Hey, Maxie, I'll help you.
I'll chop the onions. It'll be like old times.
Good. Then we can both cry together.
Well, what do you think?
About what? About Max or about Pearl?
No. About what's going to happen
to Max now that Pearl is here.
Well, you never know.
They may make beautiful music together.
Oh, I don't know, darling.
If he gets it bad this time around...
it might not be so good.
♪ ♪
[CHUCKLING] Yes, I can fence a painting.
But it has to be a good one.
Listen, somebody's here. May I call you back?
Fine.
Goodbye.
Well, did you check the license plate?
Yeah. The Rolls is registered
to somebody named Jonathan Hart.
Jonathan Hart isn't just somebody.
He's a very wealthy man.
He can afford to buy what Pearl is selling.
We got his address.
Why don't we just go to his house,
break in and take what we want?
No. It's too risky.
I hear the Hart estate is well-equipped
with security devices.
Oh. Then we'll have to think of something else.
Yeah. Won't we just?
[CRICKETS CHIRPING]
♪ Aw, he don't treat me Sweet and gentle ♪
♪ The... ♪
Woo. I ain't gonna bite ya.
Uh, maybe you... You better steam the rice.
What's the matter?
You afraid of doing a little steaming of your own?
Pearl. That is not the right pot.
Use the big one.
Honey, do you mind measuring the water first?
Listen, Maxie, honey,
you haven't changed all that much.
And neither have you.
This sure does bring back old memories.
Oh, yeah.
Boy. You were always a lot of fun,
but you were touchy.
You know that drives me crazy!
Nothing cooks right
with the wrong lid on the pot.
Okay, Mr. Perfectionist.
Where is the socially correct lid
for this highfalutin pot?
[POT CLANGS]
I hope Pearl's visit
isn't gonna turn into Pearl Harbor.
Well, whatever happens,
we have to let them work it out for themselves.
Hm.
Uh, I'm sorry, Pearl. I guess I'm on edge.
Oh, yeah. I'm a little nervous too.
Boy, don't that look good.
Yeah. You know, I poured my heart into this sauce.
What do you think?
If you ask me,
you could've poured a little more wine into it.
It's a cream sauce.
Too much wine drowns it.
Ha. Since when can you drown a fish?
Pearl, you can't...
Oh, come on, you big lug!
A little shot of vino never hurt a fish!
MAX: How was I ever married to you? How?
Jonathan...
We can't get involved.
But, what if they...?
Kill themselves?
No. Ruin the dinner.
PEARL: ...three sheets to the wind. And how.
Come on.
[FREEWAY BARKS]
It's the second time today
I caught the one that got away.
[FREEWAY BARKS]
Come on, Freeway.
Come on.
♪ ♪
[LINE RINGS]
WOMAN: Hello?
PEARL: Hello, Sylvia.
SYLVIA: Pearl.
How smart of you to call.
You killed Morty. Why?
[SIGHS] Because I'm the fence you will deal with.
Now, where is the necklace?
Will you meet my price? You know what it's worth.
I'll give you 100,000.
Ha. You're joking.
It's worth millions.
[SIGHS]
Pearl, don't be tiresome.
Now, do you accept my offer?
Thanks, but no thanks.
Pearl?
[GROANING]
Can't we get some sleep?
Soon. [SIGHS]
I think it's about time we stopped letting Pearl
string us along.
How?
Go to sleep.
I'll explain it all to you in the morning.
Mm.
♪ ♪
[BARKING]
[LAUGHS]
This reminds me of when we were first married.
Oh, yeah.
Coney was one of my favorite places.
And they had that Ferris wheel.
Wasn't that great?
Ferris wheel?
Don't you remember?
I used to put my arms around ya,
and we got to the top.
And you could see the lights shining across the bay.
The only lights I ever saw
were shining in your eyes, Max.
[CORK POPS]
What a lovely day for a picnic.
Wasn't it nice of Max to invite us?
Oh, I think he needed us here for moral support.
Tell me something, darling.
Do you think that he and Pearl
are gonna...
you know,
go back together again?
Well, tell me something.
Would that make you sad?
Ooh, not for Max.
For us.
Oh, I don't think we're going
to quite marry him off just yet,
but something about all this does bother me.
I'll bet I know what it is.
What?
Pearl showing up...
all of a sudden.
Maybe I'm overreacting,
but, you know, Max and I go back a long way.
Hate to see him get hurt. That's all.
Yeah.
Me too.
PEARL: You know,
this was some swell time.
MAX: You really had a good time?
PEARL: Oh, yeah. It was aces.
It really was.
MAX: I'm glad, Pearl.
Nice seeing you again.
Maybe, you know, sometime in the future
we could really get to know each other again.
Well, there have been a lot of changes
in all these years, Pearl, but we can try.
Why not?
Max. I may have to go to San Francisco
for a couple of days next week.
If I called you and asked you to send me something,
would you do it without asking any questions?
Okay, Pearl, what are you mixed up in this time?
Another one of your get-rich-quick schemes?
No, honey. This is strictly business.
Sure, Pearl.
You see the funnies today?
Are you kidding with that?
You might as well do as they say, Max.
These guys would as soon kill you as look at ya.
You know these gorillas?
Yeah.
Business as usual, huh, Pearl?
I'm sorry, Max.
My cup runneth under. Aw.
And not only that, but I have a meeting back at the office.
Oh, darling. We haven't even seen all the fish
in the aquarium.
Couldn't you be a little late.
You mean, uh, just for the halibut?
[LAUGHS]
I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
Ahh.
[KISS]
JONATHAN: There's Max and Pearl.
Yeah. Who's that with them?
JONATHAN: I don't know,
but they're after more than suitcases this time.
Max! Pearl!
Come on. Hey, Max!
Hurry up.
♪ ♪
Max!
Hey! Max! Come on. Come on. Hurry up!
Come on. Get up. Come on.
[ENGINE STARTS]
[TIRES SCREECH]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
Oh!
[MOANS]
Oh. She's in real bad shape.
I'll call an ambulance.
Thanks.
[GROANING]
No, no, no, Pearl. Don't move.
Help's on the way.
She's lucky to be alive.
What about Max?
♪ ♪
[MONITOR BEEPING]
NURSE [OVER PA]: Dr. Litchfield...
Darling.
Uh, excuse me.
Doctor, how is she?
Still unconscious.
She suffered a severe concussion.
Oh, she's gonna be all right though, isn't she?
We hope so.
We'll just have to wait and see.
Well, thanks very much.
Oh, boy. [SIGHS]
The police can't help us.
Neither can Pearl.
How are we gonna find out what's going on? Mm.
The guys that took Max want something.
We'll just have to wait until they let us know what.
[PHONE RINGING]
Hello.
WOMAN: Mr. Hart?
Yes.
Just a moment.
A friend is calling you.
One wrong word, and you're dead.
It's me, Mr. H.
[SIGHS]
Max. Are you all right?
Yeah.
How about Pearl?
She was injured,
but she's all right.
Max?
Max!
As you heard, your friend is alive and well.
A temporary condition, I assure you,
unless you return the diamonds to me.
We don't know anything about any diamonds.
Please, Mr. Hart, no protestations of innocence.
You're a wealthy man.
Pearl is obviously selling you the necklace.
You're wrong.
You have 24 hours.
If you fail to return it to me in that time,
I'll return Max to you...
dead.
And by the way,
it would be a fatal mistake
to bring the police into this.
[DIAL TONE]
[SLAMS PHONE]
Diamond necklace? Where?
Pearl is the only one that would know.
And she can't tell us.
♪ ♪
JENNIFER: I found the jewelry case in her room,
so the necklace has to be here somewhere.
Anything?
Nothing.
Well, I've looked everywhere.
Did you look in the planters?
Yes, I looked in the sugar containers
and the flour containers, everything.
There's nothing upstairs either.
Maybe it's not here.
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello.
Yeah, Stanley.
Yeah.
Hey, that's great!
Yeah, we'll be right there. Thanks.
Stanley thinks he's learned something about the necklace.
How does he do it?
I don't know. He's a real gem.
Come on. Let's go.
STANLEY: Now, what we've done, Mr. Hart,
is used a computer to correlate
the newspaper reports
of all the major jewel thefts
that took place within the year of the death
of Pearl Danko's brother.
That's excellent, Stanley. What'd you find out?
Mostly that there were a lot of robberies that year.
Don't you think you ought to narrow it down
to stolen necklaces, Stanley?
Good point, Mrs. Hart. My thought exactly.
So, what we've done is narrow it down
to these few ones.
Which few ones? Come on, Stanley.
Um...
Now, this is the Esterhauzy emerald theft.
It involves a $50,000 necklace
worn by the Esterhauzy's cat, Fifi.
I think Fifi's gonna have to find her own collar.
What else have you got?
Uh...
Oh, yes.
Now, this one...
is a ceremonial necklace
made of ivory and meteorite fragments.
It was stolen from the Makaboob tribe of northern Brazil.
A trifle too ethnic?
No, it's a trifle too unique.
Look, do you have anything on diamonds?
A necklace with, uh, large stones in it.
Big diamonds.
Diamonds. Diamonds.
Let's see, diamonds...
Oh... Right here, yeah.
Okay, how 'bout this one?
The... The Daumier diamond theft?
The case is exactly the same.
♪ ♪
JONATHAN: Look at the size of those stones.
I wonder what they'd be worth today?
Stanley, can you compute that?
That would be simple.
Uh...
Let's see, they were worth
about $300,000 10 years ago.
Well, at least we know
what we're looking for now.
Yeah, the problem is we have to find it
by tomorrow afternoon.
No necklace, no Max.
[SNAPPING] I got it.
I've got it.
What was the name of the man
who made that phony necklace for you
for the costume ball?
Seymour Newgarten?
Seymour. That's it.
Let's pay a little visit to Seymour.
Jonathan...
You're not thinking of trading Max
for some phony jewels?
I know it's risky,
but it's the only choice we've got.
Uh, compounded, and considering
the inflation rate of diamonds,
they're worth $3 million,
give or take a few hundred thousand.
And Max is worth every grand.
The Daumier necklace. It's beautiful.
Exquisite.
I remember when it was stolen.
We'd like you to copy it.
I'd be delighted, Mrs. Hart.
When do you want it?
Tomorrow.
[CHUCKLING] Tomorrow?
Yes. We'll need it by tomorrow afternoon.
Well, that's impossible.
Why?
I'm an artisan, Mrs. Hart.
These things take time.
Mr. Newgarten...
I don't care if it takes 10 craftsmen
all night long to make this necklace,
I have to have it by tomorrow afternoon.
I don't care what it costs.
No, no, no. You don't understand.
You see this stone?
Oh, that's beautiful. It looks absolutely real.
It is real.
Now, this...
is a bad copy.
Rush, rush, rush.
Uh, Mr. and Mrs. Hart?
Who are you?
My name is Katzenbach.
If you'll please step into the alley.
Please?
♪ ♪
All right now.
This is as far as we go.
May I have that jewel case, sir?
You know something, Mr. Katzenbach?
You look so much better with your hat on
than you do with it off.
[GRUNTS] Jonathan.
Hold it.
Keep your hands where they are.
Who are you?
I told you.
Katzenbach.
Jerome Katzenbach.
I'm in insurance.
There are better ways to sell a policy.
I can prove it. Hold it!
Uh-oh.
"Jerome Katzenbach,
"Wayfarer Insurance Company of America,
Chief Investigator."
May I turn around now?
All right, turn around.
Why are you after the diamonds?
The company I work for insured them.
When I heard that Pearl was looking to fence a necklace,
I knew it had to be the Daumier.
Do you know that you hurt me?
Was Pearl involved in stealing the necklace?
No. But her late brother Joey was.
You two wouldn't be hungry, would ya?
I'm starved.
Yeah, we know just the spot.
One of the few places in town
you can still get a home-cooked meal.
♪ ♪
You know, it's dumb watching this jerk sleep.
I mean, what's he gonna do anyhow?
Where you going?
I, uh, think there's a deck of cards in the desk.
What do you owe me from the last game?
Nothing.
Nothing?
Nothing. Deal.
Well, we'll see what we can do about that.
Cut.
[CHAIR BANGS]
He must have gone to the cellar.
Come on.
Nice work.
I ought to try to steal you from the Harts.
You're a very pretty lady...
but I don't think you can stop me from leaving.
Well, maybe not.
But this will.
JONATHAN: Right.
Thanks very much, Stanley.
I had my office check you out thoroughly.
And you are who you say you are.
Of course.
Hey, I'm sorry about that business with the gun today.
But it was the end of a long, hard day.
And sometimes when I get a little hungry,
I get a little cranky.
This is delicious.
Thank you.
Why did you suspect us?
When I saw you with Pearl, I assumed she was trying
to sell you the necklace.
As a matter of fact, we didn't know anything
about that necklace until, uh, this afternoon.
JEROME: I wish I could say that.
First time I heard about those diamonds
was almost 10 years ago.
You've been after that necklace for 10 years?
Mm-hm.
Call it a hobby. An obsession, perhaps.
But it seems no matter what case I'm working on,
I always find myself looking for those diamonds.
The criminal statute of limitations
on the case is closed.
Expired.
I haven't.
May I have a roll, please?
Oh.
You want some coffee, darling?
Please. Mm-hm. Hm?
Thank you.
Do you have any idea who else
might want to have those diamonds? Hm.
The world abounds with criminals.
Mr. Hart, you really are facing a dilemma.
You have to trade those diamonds
for your friend,
and you do not have the diamonds.
Have you spoken to the police?
May I have the butter, please?
Oh, sure.
Not about the necklace.
They said if we did...
they'd kill Max.
If they've been pursuing that necklace
as long as I have...
they would, and with no hesitation.
We're very worried about our friend Max.
We don't want to see him get hurt.
May I have another piece of chicken, please?
Uh...
♪ ♪
[CHUCKLES]
Thank you.
What a character he is.
[SIGHS] Oh, yes.
He certainly had quite an appetite.
If we could just find that necklace.
Yeah.
Why don't we clear away these things,
and then I'll make some dinner.
Ha. It's a good thing
Max caught all those fish.
Mr. Katzenbach ate everything else in the house.
Fish.
What?
You don't think...
Why not?
We've looked everywhere else.
Huh.
Now, you could catch a lot of fish
with that kind of bait.
I'll say.
♪ ♪
[PHONE RINGS]
Hello.
SYLVIA: Mr. Hart? You have the necklace?
Yes, we do.
Wonderful.
On the clasp is a code number.
Read it to me.
Darling, are you on the extension?
Yes.
JONATHAN: Did you hear that?
Yes, I did. Just a minute. I'll get it.
I'd like to talk to Max.
All in good time.
The number is seven, two,
five, five, four.
You have it.
Wonderful.
Now may I talk to Max?
Yeah, you can do that in person.
Meet us at Bayside Supply,
Riverside and South Street.
The gate will be open.
One word to the police and Max dies.
[LINE CLICKS]
You didn't say goodbye.
In about an hour,
I'll say goodbye to you for the last time.
I can't wait.
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JENNIFER: Where's Katzenbach?
Don't worry.
He said he'd follow us.
And he will.
[GRUNTING]
Would you care to meet us halfway?
Then we'll make the trade.
[LIQUID BUBBLING]
Are you all right, Max?
I'm okay, Mrs. H.
The jewels, if you please.
Tell your man to put the gun down.
I think your bargaining power
has been eroded, Mr. Hart.
At last.
Give it to me.
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Tell your man to put the gun down...
or she'll drop the necklace in this vat of acid.
Put down the gun.
Drop the gun.
What took you so long?
We've been fishing, Max.
Fishing? For what?
For this.
You guys are murder.
Madam...
WOMAN [OVER PA]: Dr. Litchfield, call your office.
Dr. Litchfield.
Oh, Max.
They're beautiful.
I'm glad you like 'em.
I'm sorry, Maxie, I brought you a lot of trouble.
But, then, I guess I always did.
Not always.
I can remember some great times we had together.
We were like fire and wind, Maxie.
We burned fast and hot.
Then one day there wasn't
anything left to burn.
We can't recreate the past, Max. Nobody can.
Yeah, but at least we can...
remember the good times.
We got that.
That we have, Maxie.
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Come in.
Ah.
Hi.
I'll just put these here.
Thank you.
How are you, Pearl?
Oh, I feel much better, thanks.
You're all right? Yeah.
It only hurts when I think.
Doctor says I'll be out of here in a couple of days.
Great.
I'll probably be headed
straight for the slammer,
but what the hell?
JENNIFER: Oh, uh...
I think we have a little surprise for you.
Oh, yeah? What?
Well, since the jewels have been recovered,
and Van Upton and the others are in jail,
the DA has decided not to prosecute.
Hey! Don't that beat all?
You see, Pearl, you got the whole future
in front of you.
That's great.
You know what I'm gonna do?
What?
PEARL: I got this friend in Australia.
Gold mines is his game.
And if I could find a few investors...
Not many, you understand.
Just a few...
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