 The adventures of Sam Faid, detective. Thank you, detective, I can see. Faid, sweetheart. Oh, come on, put a seven-thirty and a ten. Well, it's not the same anywhere else, sweetheart. What was the problem, Sam? Good morning, and you're feeling threatened. Oh, it's very concerning. What on earth? Gold? Detective of them all, yes. The adventures of Sam Faid, detective of Sam Faid, from Samuel St. Life is on the one set by 96. Subject, the Gold Keytabers. Dear Dundee, it's not a disease these things usually do in my office, when Evie Vereen was solidly on the floor, when he'd been, closed the door behind her and leaned against her. Is a girl outside? Uh, a client, or a client? No, no, one the far. Is he, uh, come a long way to see me? I don't think he's sitting, sir. I know, sweetheart, you never dare to. Sure? Uh, right here, Miss Faid. You're so kind, Mr. Steele. I can see I've come to the right moment. Yes, okay. Uh, that's, uh, that'll be all. Now then, uh, what can I do for you, Miss Faid? Well, I, I haven't a great time this much. I've got a little time for doing that. Would 300 be enough for all of you? I, uh, won't haggle with you, Miss Faid? Come back. What's the story that goes with it? How much do you know about a man named Donald? About as much as the police know. Do you know more? I'm afraid I don't even know that much. I didn't even know what he was until one or two years ago. That was the last time I saw him. The police came in at him. I was too shocked. But I thought I should stand by him. As I remember, the rap was three to five years, breaking and ending. You're right. I promise to wait. Well, if you couldn't quite make it. Well, in a way, you thought I'd be right. When I heard he was coming out of prison. Well, I just can't say. If you, uh, thought of leaving town. Who wouldn't make an exception? He'd find me wherever I went. Can't say that I'm waiting. Yo, say this to me, yo. Are you all in here? No, never. Well, I've been telling the police phenomena that's helped me get out of London. Really? There must be some other type of detective. Okay. Here's your money. He's arrived in San Francisco in about a year. He'll come to my house in a few seconds. I haven't seen him or Susan out in a year. That by itself will make him feel bad. Oh, my. You know Johnny. Well, I don't. You said you didn't, but the cops came in. But I didn't. I've seen him a few months. I just started to look down, you know, in my daily life. And then I was like, I'll never see you again. Just go. Great. I don't see you any longer for a second. Now I was going right and then you tell me the truth. But then I was afraid you'd break out and take me to work for you, so for now. Oh, you really got it back? Yeah, but I can't. You want me to hold a gun on him while you get in the air. Oh, you say it like that. But I just can't go back in. I can't. I just knew that you were a cop. You're not afraid of anything. You're not afraid of anything. 34 of them. The cops in the 21st. What's that you're doing? They're both kissing. They're all kissing. I'll be there a quarter of a budget. Four times. Long, short, long, short. No. No, don't do that. I don't want anything to do with it. No. Take this. Set yourself in. Don't worry, Angel. Don't worry. You can put a new name on it. This was not in grade 30. This is my coat plate. The name didn't come off. It only shone brighter. I threw it across the room just to see if it was bouncing. It did. And when I walked over to pick it up, there were two keys, at least one and a half. The gold shank had been hollowed out and a key to put it inside it was thrown again. Not a glass key. A brass key with a number on it. 322. Nothing else. I wonder if Johnny Patete's been living a double life with at least one and a half. I was still wondering when I put the brass key back into his hiding place and used the gold one to unlock the door of one of the boxes. Johnny Patete was. He was cleaning the prison dirt out of his fingernails with a shiny new spring-glazed knife. He changed his mind if you don't want to see it. Who changed it for her? I did. I told him he shouldn't want to marry into the wrong set. He'll give me the key as well. Where is he in here? I told him get a phone if you don't want to see it. If you don't miss me and stuff, you're still happy. He can tell for you if you get pushed around. Why do you think I took that brass key? It was looking for her. You're crazy. She would throw it at you before you went up. I guess go on talking like that. Go on. What did she tell you? She better than I did. She's three years older. They gave me 50 bucks and they pushed me out of the gate but I dropped it in a poker game down to six and a mission. Right off the city of mind, my name's not it. They couldn't do nothing to me if I asked that for them. It's a flop until I get my feet on them again. She drove swiftly across the street into a neon light at Bar and Grill. Her father said, giving him the gold key, might or might not have been as flat a move as I thought it was, but I was sorry I'd given them back his knife. Ma'am, I think I'd find her body there, but I did. I'd assume it's in the clothes closet when the people cry and pop things by her as I walk into the bathroom. Go go go. Go go go. They would make Johnny out. I must have a lot of insight. Yes, and that way you thought I was protecting him so he wouldn't hurt me. All I did was kill him. I thought he couldn't see me. But well, it is nothing. We're all here. It was gone. Oh, oh, but if you only knew what he was doing, I'd stand in there like a dog not knowing what he was doing. He was just a lie. That'd be serious. But I am. Is that fine? Didn't I do it? The same, the bodies of 18 others saying a gravel man who had spit against them for the contract and stumbled into a rock. There's no point in our talking in such a way. Johnny could see. Why bring him out? You see. Things have changed. Think there's no one in here who rocks like us? What's that, boys? You've got to say to you, but... I'm sorry. I've fallen about you. I was left to meet you with a man to help my fiancé and myself about the comparison situation. You're a fiancé. You want it? That's fine. Yes? You have to see on stage. I mean, that doesn't be fine for you, babe. I had hoped by bringing you with Johnny to be together on this big event that you might be more peculiar. If you've done the best possible way out for Johnny, I'm just going to say that he lies. We'll try to get back on top. He'll stop. That's nothing. I don't know where Johnny was, but they did. After they left one at the farther, they crossed the street and went in the neon light at far and through. When I got downstairs, they ran their way out again with Johnny in the middle. Right as fair. I shot it up after them, but then I stopped cold. From the time again, somebody backed into the hall trying to work my way to the tent of an eight-snap in a crummy carpet. They were in powder, but it smelled like blood. There's some fresh air, and I needed it quick. I'm going to be wrapped and cool off from a big one. Right? Well, John, make it clear to summer 1944. That right, Johnny? I'll go through with this spot. I can give it to you. If you think it'll do you any good, I promise you it won't. Right? You have to wrap partly for the reason you said it, partly because you didn't want to give it to the rest of the boys. There's a room to throw us off the tracks. They could take the loop who's hidden there. Five loops. But you crushed up a couple of pretty crude schemes of your own to sweat it out at Johnny's. First, you thought you could go to him into killing me. When that didn't work, you had your boy, and Naples knocked off the opposition boys into the police mob, so you could hold a whole massacre over his head. Who do you think you could settle that to? I think I'll start with you. Nobody but you, Naples. If you suspect somebody else was going up in that slaughter in room 322. Johnny got them guys. That's the boy. I asked the boy. But he says you did. You're fucking Johnny's bargain for a written statement by Malloy alibiing Johnny. The cops have got it now. They'll believe it. Malloy's the big sister, so you're the only pigeon left. Yeah. But excuse me. Where is he? Right here. I'll fix him seven when I heard of the million sounds of the Malloy apartment. This requires more, I think, to find the man's job, and will be, as long as you think I have the 500 grand. And if I do have it, Lieutenant, watch out for your bag. Have I what it? The $500,000? No. Oh, one of these is a treasury hot shot. And I'll give you a full account in private, of course. I'll give you the gold to make it go for life, thank you. Oh.