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Well, it was hot enough to fry eggs on the sidewalk, about the worst we've had all year
and I hadn't made a dozen cash jobs since morning.
But at five o'clock I was still in there plugging because that's the way I am.
I level on a guy in a dame that looked like they might go for a good two shot and snap
them and hand the guy the card that tells him how he can get three prints of that fine
candid camera shot I just made of him for only a dollar.
But he just brushes me off like all the rest.
That was the last shot on the roll and I unload and figure to call it a day when I see a guy
coming through the crowd that's dressed up as sharp as a tack and he's sort of glancing
at himself sideways in the store windows and generally seems extra fond of himself.
So quick as a flash I get me sights on him and then a funny thing happens.
He sort of staggers as though somebody had just come along give him a big slap on the
back and he starts folding and all so sudden that I can't even stop myself and so help
me I snap him right in the middle of his dive and then he's out like a light and everybody
has a crowd around everybody's saying get the doctor in the heat somebody else is calling
him enough is enough.
I'm all burned up with this guy and the heat and the day and everything so I just turn
on my heel and head for Jake's place to cool off.
Hi Joe, what do you say, cup of coffee?
Yeah, yeah.
How'd you go today, doing any good?
Are you kidding?
People don't want to have their pictures made when they got perspiration running down their
faces and the guys are in their shirt sleeves and the dames dresses are all wrinkled up
out of shape.
All they want to do is to get somewhere where they can cool off like me.
Yeah, that's right, all right I guess.
What a day.
And the payoff, here listen to this.
I'm making a guy just before I come in here, a swell shot it would have been too and just
as I snap him, what do you suppose he does?
What?
He falls, he collapses right in the side work, ah boom, the heat or something, I don't know.
Is that right?
Yeah, boy do I pick the cash customers.
Oh, tough on the poor guy, huh?
Tough on him.
What about me?
I got a living to make do, you know.
Well yeah, that's right.
Oh, pardon me.
Go ahead.
Jake's Friendly Pharmacy?
Huh?
Well, I don't know.
Well, just a moment, I'll see.
Hey Joe, it's your wife.
Uh oh, I forgot.
She told me specially to be home early today, she got a steak for tonight.
What'll I tell her?
Tell her I just left.
No, no, wait a minute.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
Tell her I just left.
No, no, wait a minute.
Tell her you won't see me all day.
Okay.
Uh, no, no, he's not here Mrs. Mooney.
No, no I haven't.
Yes Mrs. Mooney.
Yes Mrs. Mooney.
Yeah, I sure will.
Yeah.
Uh, she said if I see you.
Hey, hey Joe.
Hey Joe, wait.
I ain't got time.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Hey Joe!
Yoo hoo.
Hello honey.
Don't honey me.
Ah.
Mmm.
Something smells good.
Supper ready?
Is supper ready?
Oh of course supper's ready.
The potatoes are all nice and dried up and the meat's good and tough.
Supper's been ready for an hour.
Oh it has?
Oh gee I...
You know I told you to be home on time tonight.
You think the hand of steak's out for good behavior nowadays?
Oh gosh Maud I forgot.
Forgot, forgot.
You'd forget your name if it wasn't pasted inside your hat.
Where have you been?
Why I...
I was working.
This late?
On a day like this?
Hey wait a minute let me look at you.
Oh now wait a minute Maud, now wait.
Maud listen.
Something happened today.
I wasn't gonna tell you about this.
I was gonna spare your feelings.
This one, it better be good.
Well it shook me up pretty bad I don't mind telling you.
And that was the whole trouble why I was late.
Yeah I suppose this time you found an atom bomb in his suitcase
and you picked it up.
No Maud.
Listen Maud.
I'm serious.
I saw a man die today Maud.
Well they do it every day don't they?
Yeah but Maud I was taking his picture.
He died right while I was snapping it right at me feet.
Swoon.
I suppose he grabbed you around the ankle so you couldn't come home.
But Maud they thought it was murder.
Murder?
Who thought so?
Why everybody.
The people that saw it.
They were asking me all kinds of questions.
Oh Joe.
Oh what do you want to tell me a story like that for?
I swear Maud I swear I can prove it.
I got the film.
I'll develop it right here tonight.
I got it right here in me camera and I'll get me my...
Now what?
My camera.
I must have forgot it.
I might have known this was all leading up to something.
Where's the ticket?
The what?
You know what?
The pawn ticket.
Oh Maud you got me all wrong.
The camera's all right.
It's right where I left it.
Right in Jake's place.
Ah Jake's place.
Well which is it?
The hawk shop or Jake's place?
Oh Maud I was only in there for a minute.
Oh Joe how can you do it?
Losing your camera, hanging around in that cheap joint when you know we're trying to save up for a studio of our own.
Oh Joe we're never going to get out of this rut.
Oh Maud.
Look look.
I had to leave the camera there.
Had to?
Why?
Because of that picture.
I was scared to bring it home.
It might be evidence or something.
Joe you just said a minute ago you had it with you.
You said that you...
I...
Oh who in the world could that be?
I'll get it honey.
You stay right here that's it.
Just rest yourself.
I'll go to the door.
Your name Moony?
Yeah that's right.
Sidewalk photographer ain't you?
Yes indeed that's right.
Did you take a picture of a guy keeling over on Main Street about five o'clock this afternoon?
That's right.
I was just telling my wife.
You got your camera here with the picture?
Why no I left it downtown.
You better come along with us then.
Hey say what is this?
Who are you?
Police headquarters.
Police?
Police.
Say what is this all about?
Oh you saw the guy bumped off didn't you?
Bumped off yeah I...
Maude!
The guy is dead.
He was murdered.
Of course I can see now how that picture might be pretty important evidence so naturally I'm
glad to go along with these coppers and help them out all I can.
When we get out on the sidewalk there's a car there and two other guys sitting in all plain
clothes cops evidently the homicide squad I suppose and we go over to the side of the
car.
That's the guy?
Yeah but he don't have it with him.
Where is it?
Downtown I forgot and left it there a place on Main Street.
Oh that's bad we got that other call to make and Main Street's out of the way.
Well gee I'm sorry it just happened tonight I forgot.
You talk when you're told to the rest of the time you keep quiet see.
Well sure officer just as you say.
Well we go by this joint on Main Street and then we make the other call.
No we can't we got to be on time for that one right on time.
Going by Main Street we'd never make it.
Then we got to take this mug along.
Well say that'll make it awful crowded after we leave the...
Well after we leave the other place.
Hey Mooney you got a car?
Yeah why certainly officer there one right ahead.
Hey that's an idea we take his car and put the...
Alright alright you and Harry take him in his car Harry drives you follow us you got it?
Okay Frankie.
Let's go.
We get in my car and start downtown after the others.
The cop they call Harry is driving and I'm sitting in the back seat with the other one.
At first I don't say nothing especially after the crack that other cop had made.
Anyway I see these two are sort of tense and nervous.
I can see these cops are taking this crime pretty serious.
But after a while they loosen up between themselves and I look for a chance to get myself into the conversation.
Frankie's taking it easier than I thought.
Yeah but I wouldn't want to be those guys that mess it up.
Say I sure hope I can be of some help to you fellas.
I wouldn't worry none about that.
That's about the least of your worries.
Well it's nice of you to put it that way.
Say you got any clues I mean like who killed this guy or anything?
Yeah some guys that didn't like him.
Gee it's funny though I never would have thought it.
I mean I didn't notice anything like a shot or anything.
It was a silencer job.
You talk too much.
What's the difference you'll read it all in the papers won't you?
You still talk too much.
Where are we going now?
The morgue.
Oh yeah the morgue?
Yeah we want you to sort of identify the body.
We get to the morgue and drive up to the entrance and wait outside while these cops in the other car go in.
To fix it up for me to do my stuff I figure.
But in about five minutes they come running out and two of them are carrying something wrapped up in a sheet.
And I don't need no x-ray eyes to see it is a stiff.
And then they throw it into our car on the floor the back seat like it was a bundle of wood.
And then we take out of there like somebody was after us following the other car heading for the west side of town.
I don't know it all happened so fast and I'm hanging on so tight when we go around the corners on two wheels.
And trying to keep my feet out of this stiff space and beginning to feel not so good about the whole thing.
Well at first I don't dare open my mouth for fear my heart will jump right out to me left.
But after a while I can't help it.
I just got to find out what it's all about.
Hey I guess that's the body huh?
This boy's bright Harry he must have went to college.
Yes well what do you want me to identify it?
Oh you'll have plenty of time for that Junior.
Guess you're not going by the joint in Main Street for my camera huh?
One thing at a time bud one thing at a time.
You ask too many questions that ain't healthy.
Healthy?
Cops.
Cops?
Look Frankie's signaling.
Yeah he means we should separate.
Take your next turn to the left and head for the hills.
Cops? What are cops chasing us for? If you guys are...
Oh my god.
The best thing we can do is ditch this heap. I ain't taking no rap for Frankie in a job like this.
You ain't cops. You guys ain't cops at all.
Well what do we do with him?
What do you think?
Hey now wait what are you guys gonna do?
What are you thinking?
No no wait a minute.
That is the last thing I remember.
A world full of stars.
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A tale well calculated to keep you in suspense.
There's something that sounds like heavy machinery at work where my brains ought to be.
And every time this machine turns over it feels like it's going to blow the top off my head and I'm all sprawled out someplace.
And then it turns out to be the back seat of a car.
I manage to stumble over something that's down on the floor and then I'm out of this car and standing in a little dirt road and it's sometime at night.
I don't know what it's all about. I don't know what I'm doing here at all.
And then I see that this is my car and that makes some sense and then I remember my camera.
I gotta get my camera, that's it, on account of Mord says I shouldn't have left it.
Jake's place, that's where I left it and so I crawl back into the car and I get it turned around and headed down this dirt road.
Pretty soon I'm on a bigger road and then I'm on the main highway back to town.
All the time I'm thinking this is a funny thing for me to be doing.
But the main thing is I gotta get the camera.
And then I'm pulling up in front of Jake's place and I'm going in.
Hey Joe, where you been?
Your wife was looking for you.
Mord? Was she in here?
Yeah, she come down to pick up your camera.
Oh well that's okay then, that's what I came by for.
Hey, you alright?
Yeah, I guess so.
Well you don't look it, where's your hat?
Hat? What hat? I don't know, maybe it's out in the car.
Hey come here.
What happened to your head?
Ouch, don't touch it.
You better go home and get some sleep Joe and have somebody look at that head.
Put some tincture of Mercure Chrome on it.
Oh, this ain't like you at all.
No, yeah I better be going, huh?
Oh wait, your wife left her purse.
She was kind of upset anyway, worried about you I guess.
Oh thanks.
Boy you're a lucky guy Joe.
I didn't know the missus was anything like that.
What a knockout.
Huh?
Yeah, she's gorgeous Joe.
That don't sound like Mord.
It don't, well it was.
Hey, what did this dame look like that picked up my camera?
Listen, you ain't so far gone you can't remember what your own wife looks like are ya?
No, only this ain't my wife's purse.
It ain't?
No, what did the dame look like?
Oh, medium size, young, blonde, terrific figure, gorgeous face.
Uh uh, that ain't Mord.
No?
No, Mord is kind of, well, but she's nothing like that.
Well, what do you know?
Listen Jake, I've been having some awful peculiar experiences tonight.
Yeah, you must have been.
Yeah, I better call Mord, she can always figure these things out.
Now wait a minute Joe, maybe you had an order just now.
I wish you'd let me fix you up with a little something to straighten you out.
I got the greatest thing in the world for you.
It'll make you feel a lot better.
I saw it come in the other night, you just lost it.
Hey, I can fix them up, not at all.
Yeah, sure.
Hello?
Hello, oh hello, Mord?
Well, it's about time you turned up, I've been worried to death.
Listen Mord, I came by to get the camera.
Only some girls, some blonde had already picked it up, but I'm going to find it now and get the camera.
So don't you worry.
Now just listen to me, don't you go getting mixed up with any blondes, you're mixed up enough already.
But it's alright Mord, I'll just pick up the camera and come right home.
It's funny though, when she came by here to get it, she said she was you.
Yeah, yeah, that's not all that's funny.
You're in pretty deep Joe Mooney, in the first place those men you went out with weren't the police at all.
Those men, the cops?
I'm trying to tell you they weren't cops.
I called the police headquarters myself and they said they'd never...
Oh wait, wait, Mord, now I remember.
We were going to go to get my camera, only we didn't get it.
We got in my car and we went to the morgue and then...
Mord!
Joe!
My car!
I got a dead man in my car!
Joe, what's the matter?
You look like you've seen a ghost.
Don't say that Jake.
Now come on, you've got to help me, come on.
Okay Joe, but...
Come on, out in my car.
I'll show it to you Jake.
What will I do? What am I going to do?
Show me what?
The stiff, the dead man.
What?
Yeah, in my car.
Now listen Joe, come on back inside.
Let me fix you up a little something.
No, no, it's there, I'm telling you.
We've got to do something.
Okay Joe, but let's just leave it there for a while.
Maybe it'll go away.
Go.
Hey Freddy!
Alright, alright, alright.
You think I'm crazy, huh?
But here, look.
Yeah?
Oh no, it's gone.
Well there, now isn't that nice?
Jake, no look, on the level Jake.
I remember the whole thing now.
I was hijacked by gangsters and they stole the stiff out of the morgue.
The guy that was killed that I took the picture of, remember?
And then the cops chased us and they hit me on the head.
And when I talked to Mord, the whole thing came back to me.
Sure, sure it did Joe.
Now you come on back inside, let me fix you.
I couldn't have dreamed it all Jake.
I couldn't have dreamed it.
Could I?
Now you just sit down right here and I'll fix you up.
Now wait, listen, Mord will tell you Jake.
She called the cops when I didn't show up.
And what's that blonde doing after my camera?
What about her?
Well now that's a different story.
That wasn't all ghost.
Jake, I've got to get that camera.
Now listen, in the first place, you don't know how to find a dame.
Well, maybe there's an address in her purse.
And in the second place, if there was all these guzzles and stiffs and all,
maybe she's mixed up with them.
And in the third place, hey that reminds me,
there was a funny thing about that camera.
Here's the address, here, right here.
When your wife called, the first time I mean, on the phone,
I guess it was your wife, well anyway she said for me to...
Oh, pardon me.
Wait a minute.
Jake's Friendly Pharmacy.
Jake's Friendly Pharmacy.
Oh? Oh, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, well now just a minute.
Joe, it's the blonde on the phone now.
The blonde?
Yeah, she's still saying she's your wife, wants to know if she left her purse here.
Oh, well, I want to talk to her.
Yeah, well, okay, take it in the boot, huh, Joe?
You know, the customer.
Yeah, yeah, customer.
Hello?
Oh, I'm awfully sorry to trouble you. Did you find it?
Listen, madam, this is Joe Mooney.
What's the idea of saying you're my wife and swiping my camera?
Oh, Mr. Mooney.
Yeah, yeah. Well, I'm listening.
Oh, Mr. Mooney, I don't know how to tell you.
Well, you'd better find out, because my wife mortis plenty sore,
and I want my camera.
Oh, I know it was a terrible thing to do,
but that picture you took of the man who was killed.
Yeah?
He was my brother.
Your brother? Oh, gee.
Oh, I don't know why those terrible men killed him.
He was wayward, but he wasn't a bad boy, and he was all I had.
Gee, I didn't know about that.
I never had a picture of him.
I wanted sort of last memento, but I didn't know if you...
Oh, I'm so ashamed.
Why, sure, I'd give it to you. Sure I would.
Would you?
Sure, you can have it.
Oh, Mr. Mooney.
What about my camera?
Oh, I have the camera.
You can come up and get it now if you want to.
Well, that'd be fine if it ain't too late.
Oh, no. No, I...
I sort of need company now.
Why, sure, you poor kid.
Well, I'll be right up. I got your address right here.
Oh, Mr. Mooney, I don't know how to thank you.
Why, don't even try to mention it.
And would you mind bringing my purse when you come?
Why, St. Nene?
I'll be waiting.
Okay, babe. Miss, I'll be right up.
Well, on the way up, I get to thinking this is an awful funny picture to want as a souvenir of a guy.
A shot of him getting bumped off in the street.
But, of course, there's no account for dames.
And then I figure she probably don't even know the kind of a shot it is, the poor kid.
And I figure I'd better break it to her as gentle as I can, which is only what anyone else would do.
Especially if she's the knockout that Jake says.
And she is.
Mr. Mooney?
Yeah, yeah.
Won't you come in?
Well, thank you, Miss...
O'Day.
O'Day.
Oh, Mr. Mooney, you must think I'm a terrible person.
Why, no, not at all, Miss O'Day.
Why, I knew the minute I talked to you on the phone that you wasn't like some girls.
I mean that you was...
Well, you was the real thing.
Oh, Mr. Mooney.
Here's your purse.
Oh, thank you.
You got my camera?
Oh, yes, I've got the camera.
But you were going to give me the picture, weren't you?
Oh, sure, after you give me the camera.
After I give you the camera?
Yeah, you see, the picture, the film, that is, is still in the camera.
Oh, but it isn't, Mr. Mooney.
I looked.
It isn't, but it's gotta be.
Are you trying to tell me you don't have the film, Mr. Mooney?
Well, how could I?
I ain't had my hands in that camera since I left it at Jake's this afternoon.
Look, Mr. Mooney, let's not be difficult.
Just give me the film.
But I ain't got it, I'm telling you, I ain't got it.
All right, boys.
What boys?
Hey, what is this?
Hello, Junior.
Hey, where did they come from?
They're friends of mine.
Yeah, but they put a dead body in my car.
Oh, that stiff?
Well, now, wait a minute.
Don't you worry about that none.
He's in a nice, safe place.
All right, all right, we ain't got all night.
Where's that film?
Film? I don't know.
Frisk him.
Okay, hold still now, Junior.
Hold still.
But Miss O'Day, these guys, that body, that was your brother.
It's getting so you just can't believe nothing the dame tells you.
Ain't it true, Junior, huh?
I don't have it on him, Frankie.
Now, look, fellas, I don't want to have no trouble.
All I want is my camera.
We don't want no trouble.
Now, listen, Mooney, we want that film and we don't care how we get it.
So talk and talk fast.
Yeah, but how could I have it?
I ain't had the camera.
Nobody could have got that film except her, unless Jake.
Jake, the mug at the drugstore.
Yeah, yeah, do you think that guy's got it?
Get it, Gene.
Okay.
Yeah?
Yeah?
All right, okay.
Thanks, Harry.
It's a tip-off.
They're on their way up here.
Oh, come on, we got a scram.
What about him?
What do you think?
Oh, no, now, wait a minute.
Oh!
I can see it coming, but I can't move.
And there's that world full of stars again and that veritable blackouts.
It was all like something that had happened before, that big machine banging away in my
head and the thoughts beginning to flow up around it little by little.
Only this time I'm in a room.
The lights are on, but there's nobody there.
And then I saw my camera and I remembered.
I remembered there was a phone someplace, too, and I found it and crawled over to it
and started dialing my number.
Hello?
Maude.
Joe.
I got the camera, Maude.
The camera?
Never mind the camera, you nitwit.
Where are you?
Well, I came up to that blonde's place.
You see...
Blonde, my Aunt Fanny, don't you know by this time you're mixed up with a bunch of gangsters?
Yeah, I know.
They wanted that film.
Never mind about the film either.
You just come home.
Yeah, but the film wasn't in the camera.
Now, you listen to me, Joe Mooney.
I know all about that film.
I don't trust anybody, not even the police, and I realize that film might be a good thing.
I don't trust anybody, not even the police, and I realize that film might be a good thing.
I don't trust anybody, not even the police, and I realize that film might be a good thing.
So after you left, I phoned Jake and told him to take the film out of the camera before
he gave it to anybody.
And then Jake came back to the phone and told me...
Maude, Maude, wait, there's somebody coming.
Joe!
Maude, Maude, I gotta go, I gotta go!
Hello?
I grabbed my camera and find a service entrance in the kitchen and even though my head feels
like it's bouncing on every step, I'm down those back stairs and I'm trying to figure out
what's going on.
I'm trying to figure out what's going on.
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
It's Maude, Maude.
I'm down those back stairs on winks.
Then I'm into my car and ten blocks away before I bet them guys up there have even had time
to crack the lock on the door, and I keep on going until I'm back where there's plenty
of lights.
And then I feel really safe, and believe me, I的ave some sigh of relief.
Oh, boy.
Well, I'd be glad to see Maude in the old shack.
Well, it's about that time I noticed this other car pulling up along side.
Hey, you!
Pull over!
Huh?
Pull over to the side, we're from headquarters.
Ah ha ha ha!
Not twice you don't, not teres cookie.
I got the jump on him and I got that thing down to the floor because I figure my luck
is about to run out and if I'm dumb enough to let these guys grab me again, I don't deserve
the answer for the consequences.
I make a right and head for the lower part of town that's just cut out for duck and wide
chumps like them and then I look around to see where they are.
Out of a good half a mile behind.
I figure to make it easy only when I look back at the road, there ain't no road.
There's a lamp post.
Moony, you're going to know them stars better than the head of the planetarium is what I'm
thinking when it happens.
This time I am walking and a guy all dressed in white has me by the arm so naturally I
think I'm coming up to the pearly gates.
And sure enough there's a big iron gate only it looks too much like the door of the bullpen
and headquarters to suit me.
And a guy that looks like a guard is opening it and then I'm in a room with a lot of people,
cops and all them gangsters and the blonde and Maude.
He's still a little dazed but he'll be alright.
Maude.
Joe, for heaven's sake what happened to your head?
Plenty.
I'm sorry about the accident Mrs. Moony but he tried to run away from us.
I expect he brought it on himself alright.
He usually does.
I just want to ask him one question Mrs. Moony if he feels like answering it.
Of course he can answer it.
Mr. Moony can you identify these people as the one who stole the dead body out of the
morgue?
I sure can and how?
That's all then Mrs. Moony.
We'll call you when we need you again.
He does get the reward though doesn't he?
Oh yes he'll get the reward alright.
The reward?
You better get him home now Mrs. Moony.
Yeah yeah come on come on Joe.
But Maude wait what is this with this reward here?
Ten thousand dollars.
Ten thousand.
Steady Joe.
Steady.
Ten thousand dollars.
Oh goodness Joe don't you know yet what's been going on?
Well why...
Listen Joe those people were wanted all over the country.
Sure they were.
They were a gang of bank robbers or something.
That man they killed had double crossed him somehow see.
And then they went to the morgue and they held up the attendant and they stole the body
and disposed of it you see.
Because they figured with the body and that film of yours out of the way there wouldn't
be any evidence against them.
Yeah that's right.
The film.
Oh no.
Oh.
I guess that film was pretty important evidence huh?
Ten thousand dollars worth.
Oh Joe Moony you are a nitwit.
You're the only one who could identify him.
That's all.
Maybe I'm a nitwit.
Maybe I'm a nitwit.
But I wasn't too dumb to get that ten thousand dollar picture was I huh?
Well was I?
Oh you took the picture alright.
Alright.
But there wasn't any film.
No film?
Because you forgot to put film in your camera.
Mine.
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