 intrigue, mystery, romance, starring Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall together in the sultry setting of tropical Havana and the mysterious islands of the Caribbean. The magic names of Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall, venture and a tale of mystery and intrigue. You've got to do this more often, Slade. You like window shopping, huh? Well, it's not only that, it's the walking on a bright, sun-shiny day, smiling at people, having them smile at you, things like that. I hate it. Senor, go ahead, take a $10 bill, take two. Huh? I'll take one. Hey, what is this? What's the idea of standing on a street corner and giving away money, Carlo? Huh? You know my name? Let me take a close look at you. Ah, Senor Shannon, here, take some $10 bills, Senor Shannon. Is it all right if I stand in line again? Now cut it out, sailor. I know this guy, old Carlo. He's got a fishing boat down at the... Ah, no more, for 30 years, but no more. All Carlo have now is $50,000. A special door to you every time. Both sold for cash money, business sold for cash money. Plus other cash money Carlo have saved from selling the friendly fish is $50,000. Have some, Senor Shannon. Ah, put it away. But why should I not give away money, Senor? You tell me. I will be dead pretty soon, so what good is the money? Ah, you've got a long time of living, Carlo. No, no, my brother will kill me. You will see. Take some money. Lake, let's take him home. Sure. Come on, Carlo. No one's gonna kill you. Oh, my brother. No, don't worry about it. I'll see that nothing happens to you. I promise. Sure. Sure is a promise. Come on. We'll take you home. Before me a banquet, Senor Eta, everything on the menu, I am rich and I am going to die soon. Therefore, I wish to eat good before I die. Papa, you have many days to live here, old man. I will bring you the blue plate, eh? Bring many, many blue plates for everybody in the restaurant. Oh, yeah, and this and everyone. Sit down, you stupido. You bring shame. You make a spectacle. I, I won. Brother of my blood. Brother who wishes to kill me. You are insane. You should be in a cage. Leave the viejo alone. He does not hurt to nobody. Of course, Senor Eta. He will not kill me here. He has not the courage of so many eyes. In a day you are changed, Carlo. You talk now with the mouth of a man who has no fear of death. Because I have a friend. A friend who will not permit you to commit death upon me. With fifty thousand dollars, you have bought such a friend. Not bought. His friendship was given. His late son won't take my hand, promised. Shen? I have heard the name. I have heard for money he will steal from a hungry dog. You lie. You are sick with evil, brother mine. He is my friend. For nothing, for nothing. Shannon will not keep you from death, hermano Carlo. Brother Carlo. Nothing. No one will keep it from you. Because it is in my hand to offer it to you. At a place, at a moment of my choosing. Because I will give you none of my money. Because you are evil. I will take it from you, Carlo. All of it. Before you have given it away to street beggars. From your dead hands I will take it. Adios, hermano. Eat hot. Shannon's place welcomes you, senor. And I welcome Shannon's place. Where is this Shannon of Shannon's place? Oh, you're bashful. You don't like to sign a register in front of a lady. Sure. Slade. Slade, come here. Oh, what do you want, senor? I'm busy. Oh. Shannon's place welcomes you, senor. The hotel Nifty rooms three. You are Shannon of this Nifty Shannon's place? Real Nifty, huh? I have come here to ask you not to help my brother Carlo. Oh, wait a minute. Who did you say you were? Juan Ruiz. Brother of the crazy one who gives away money on street corners. Brother of Carlo. Please, he will do no harm. Do not ask of the police to put him away in an asylum. As you want to kill him. For this delusion I am sending him to a doctor. So he will be cured. So he will know that I have for him only the brother to brother love. The doctor will vouch this what I tell you. The doctor for the head. The doctor Tracy Jones. Tracy Jones. That's a nice, normal name for psychiatrist. Was that you having a thought, Slade? Very funny. Slade Shannon speaking. He tried it again, senor. My brother tried to kill me. He did, Carlo? When? This instant he shot at me, but he missed. That's fine. I'm glad he didn't hit you. You promised. You promised. Do something. I'll be right down, Carlo. That was your brother, senor Ruiz. What did he want? Said you tried to shoot him. Just now. It is ridiculous, senor. I am here in your very nifty hotel. What are you going to do about Carlo, Slade? I don't know. Let's go see how he almost got killed. You want to try again, Slade? Look, if you two got the time to play, you got nothing important to do here. Point yourself north, playmates. Who are you? Landlord. Cross the landlord. What do you want? We want to see Carlo Ruiz. That's why you want to see Carlo, your grabbers, part-time panhandlers. You're his watchdog, huh? I'll give you a reading, landlord. Carlo called me a little while ago, said his brother tried to kill him. His brother was standing under my nose when Carlo told me that. He was. That's where brother Juan was. Well, what do you know about that? Now that we gave you the password, we can talk to Carlo. Sure, but he ain't here. Go find a street corner with a crowd. They'll be kissing his hand and making the local sign behind his back. You mean no one tried to kill him? He was making it up? Who said anything like that? Someone tried to kill him, all right. Come on, I'll prove it to you. Now take a look. Whoever was stood in the alley, shot through the window at him. Now you can see the bullet hole in the glass. What's this sticking out from under the bed? Carlo's suitcase, where he keeps all his dough. And don't put a finger to it. Don't even smell it. You won't mind a friendly look, huh, Croft? Sure you won't mind? Yeah. Trust you, don't he, landlord? I told you to! Easy kid, you're among friends. Say, look, come here. What'd you find, Slade? Look, if someone shot at Carlo from the alley the way he said, the shot at glass would be inside the room, wouldn't it? Let me think about it a minute, huh? Sure it would. But the glass is out there in the alley. That means no one shot at him from there. The shot came from inside. Hey, wait a minute. Yeah, like I thought. Gun under the mattress. Hmm. Fired not too long ago. You're wonderful, Slade. You find guns, sniff them, and you're wonderful. Carlo states the whole thing. Just convinces he's... Go find him, sailor. Go find him before someone puts him away. And you're going to stay here for a friendly game of rummy with Croft, the landlord? I would have. I didn't feel so sick, sailor. A sick fellow like me needs a doctor. Go find Carlo while I go get my head examined. The way you keep looking at me and adding me up, I wouldn't diagnose his neurotic. Not in the least. How would you diagnose it, Dr. Jones? Oh, part surprise, because I'm a woman doctor. Part delight, because I'm a woman. Mrs. Shannon, when were you first aware that you were in need of a psychiatrist? Well, there was a time... Then after that, years later, there was a time Carlo Ruiz tried to prove to me his brother was going to kill him. Oh, he told you that? But doesn't he tell everybody? Two weeks ago, his brother sent him to me. Because of that aberration. He's been coming to my office every day. I have a professional interest in Carlo. What's yours, Mr. Shannon? He's an old friend. I want to help him if I can. He does have a lot of money, doesn't he? And he gives it away. Have I have trouble with violent patients, doctor? I only ask because I can feel it coming on. You would be a provocative one. Don't be angry. I find greed universal. I have it myself. And how about you, for instance, I could be greedy? Shame on me. Yes, you think you could hold the blush long enough to show me your records on Carlo? You'll have to listen to it. I record the things my clients tell me on tape. Like a radio program, you know? I'm crazy for soap operas. Let's hear it, shall we? Now, normally they're confidential. However, with you being Carlo's friend and wanting to help him, let's see. Oh, here it is. Carlo Rui's case history. It's played on that machine in the back of you, Mr. Shannon. Carlo will enchant you. He always has. Why do you want to kill me? Why do you want to kill me one? My brother, why do you want to kill me? Why do you want to kill me? Why do you want to kill me one? You can turn it off now. That's all he says in his memes. Over and over and over. My brother... I'll cure him of it. You'll break with me and he'll be cured of everything. Sure he will. Cured of hate, cured of 50 grand. You're a doc after a man's own heart, aren't you, doc? And you are a ten-dollar bill. See, see, little boy, you may have one too. For your mama and your papa. Take it. And you, senorita... I'll be looking for you, Carlo. Take, morning. Carlo, listen to me. I have not much time, senorita. I must take... Come on, let's get out of here. Carlo, nothing's going to happen. No one's trying to kill you. I have said it. My brother, the evil brother of mine, I was in my room and he shot at me. No, no he didn't. He saw, he shot. Senorita, here, take money. It is for you. And you, senorita... Carlo, what's the matter with you? What is it? The pain, senorita. In the back, the pain. A knife. Somebody, somebody help. Did I not say it? Did I not say it? He would kill me, my brother. And he'd kill me. Our stars, Humphrey Bogart and Lauren McCall and the second act of our story. A fisherman stood on Havana Street Hand out money, his savings deplete To ladies say, Laura, ten dollar bill To Mr. Slate, he say, brother, we'll kill Mr. Slate, he go to Lady Doctor Who say fisherman's sick, I make him sick no more But Lady Doctor, she get no chance to heal Because fisherman die from blade of steel Slate. What do you want? Stop looking like that. You don't like how I look? Tell yourself away from me. Run, don't walk. You couldn't have stopped Carlo's dying. Why whip yourself with it? Lady Sailor speaks true, Mr. Slate. Death comes to a man in many ways As he has wished it, as he has dreamed it As he has sweated in terror over it, as he... And more of your Haitian hillbilly philosophy king? It is only that you cannot blame yourself For the death of a man who... A man who what? Who gave away his hard-earned dough? Wanted to make people happy? Who asked me to save him from dying? I know how you feel, Slate. What do you think it did to me when Carlo... You were right there, standing next to him. You sure you didn't see who gave it to him? Sure, I'm sure. I told you. He turned away from me for a minute To hand someone more money. It wasn't his brother? It wasn't his brother. You told the cops? You told LaSalle? I told the cops. I told LaSalle. Let's go talk with them some more, Saler. Have you left out something I can fill in? At least this long to come here, Senor Kennedy? I said I handled it, didn't I? See, already the papers have been screaming Of my brother's death. Sad. Sad. What's a sad, sad business? You hide me to stick a knife in your brother. Fresh off the boat, am I when you come dancing up to me? Now it's sad, sad. Character talk. Now, of course, you wish payment. Uh-huh. Here, this envelope. Make it two more envelopes, just like it. For Valor? An account of I've been roaming a barrio. Word come up that little brother of yours left the satchel at dawn. So it ups the payment. Did you not get the suitcase what was under his bed? Uh-uh. Crawled through the window, like you said. No suitcase. You got it, huh? The suitcase. The money. What have you done with it? Again, the character talk, huh? Okay, character. See, a character. Because I feel this way, Senor dead man. Your dying means nothing. Know that of my brother. Of the money? Sleep peacefully, Senor. I will get it. So you told the police all you knew. What did it get you, say? You saw what it got me, a hearty handshake, a slap in the back for citizenship, two passes to the policeman's ball, and an official clucking of the tongue because I wasn't included in Carlos' will. You're lucky. All I got was a fanfare from a rookie's police whistle when I turned my back. Go back and get his name, sailor, who knows. You might over park in a ten-minute zone someday. Go on. You don't want me to do that, say. When he blew his whistle, he trailed. And you know what that means. Go anywhere you like. Just leave me alone. That's how you want it? That's how I want it. I need time to think. I think good when I walk by myself. You walk close to me and things get mixed up. Wait till you see how mixed up it gets without me. Bye, sucker. Lighted you got rid of him, Mr. Shannon. Huh? I said I was delighted you got rid of your aunt. It'll give us more time together. She's not my aunt, doctor. She's... Isn't she, though? But you prefer to travel light, is that it? Sometimes. Man never knows when he'll need his hands free to... Of course he doesn't. But first he must bring his doctor a gift. In a suitcase. In Carlos' suitcase. And leave off the pink ribbon. Oh, Carlos' money belongs to you? Is that what you're trying to tell me, doctor? He promised it to me. You must give it to me. And I'll thank you in a gentle way. Golly day. No doctor ever talked to me like that before. No doctor... Hey. What's the matter? That guy walking down the street, all dressed up in fancy clothes. New clothes. Well, what about him? He interests me. When I saw him before, he was a dream and a dirty t-shirt. So long, doc. Happy head bump. Foolish man. So close to death, and you think he can run away from it? Foolish man. Can I help you? Where is Senior Shannon? On the sidewalks of Havana. At the present moment, he is not with us. He is. I must see him. I must see him. Find him for me quickly, immediately. Bring him to me. Does Senior Ruiz want something, King? He wants me to produce Mr. Smith. Do you have the suitcase? Did he bring it here? What suitcase is he talking about, Lady Sailor? It's mine. I'm his only living relative. The money belongs to me. If you say so. Can you have it? You or your Mr. Shannon? I want it. You have stolen it. It belongs to me. All that money. All your brother's money. Gone, huh? Would a suitable reward for its return interest you, Senorita? Sure. How much? I know we mean such as you, Senorita. Greedy. But... for this money, my poor brother is dead. And of you two... Are you threatening us, Ruiz? Not a threat, Senorita. You're merely a morsel for your consideration. He's for so long a time, Senorita. Now, get up, croc. Your new suit will get dirty. How come a poor landlord like you blossoms forth with new clothes right after his prized tenant gets murdered? But, Carlo, give me a hundred bucks before he got killed. Ten Chris Saw bucks. It makes a hundred. So I bought clothes. I gave it to you, huh? Or did you slip that knife into him and suddenly get wealthy with $50,000? You know something? None of that what you said I could do. It's a weakness with me how I'm in love with good people like Carlo. All right. Carlo, have any callers? Sure. You and that dame. Who else? His brother. His brother? His doctor. His what? His doctor. A perfume girl doctor. Called on him, huh? Like how often? Like practically every day. A beautiful lady doctor. It was a thing a man could look forward to. Where you going? I ain't finished with my confession yet. Slate Shannon. What a delightful surprise. No, it isn't either. I see you brought your aunt. Slate, this is a doctor. It is. Your slip-showing doctor. Let's all go inside and join the National Geographic, shall we? You won't mind that I'm a bit disheveled, will you? My last patient thought he was a housefly. Tried to light on the chandelier. Hand me that magazine, Slate. Thanks. You just lost your patient, doctor. That's it, girls. Have fun, but don't fight. I'm gonna look around. Don't go in there. You leave him alone. He can go any place he wants. Get out of my way. I told you you can't go in there. Pretty living room. Planning a trip, doctor? No. That's good. Because this suitcase, it's kind of shabby for a career girl like you. Leave it alone. What do they see? What do they stand for? Tracy Jones in code? All this money. Hey, Seller. Breathing down your neck, Neff. Carlo's money. He could have made so many friends with it. He gave it to me. Because I was going to cure him. They cure it with murder now. That must be a patient, Shannon. May I answer it? Sure. We'll wait in your office. Come on, Seller. Get rid of him, Tracy. We got a lot to talk about. I will. I'm sorry. Do not be sorry about anything. Let us go inside. I can't very well argue with a gun, can I? What do you want, Ruiz? My brother's money. I don't have it. No one has it. He's that not strange. Give it to me or you'll die as Carrodite. It's in there in my office. Good. Very good. Why do you want to kill me, one? My brother, why do you want to kill me? Why do you want to kill me? Carrodite, he's not dead. But I had him killed. I had him killed. I'll kill him again. Kill him. Watch it, Seller. I'll kill him. Yes! Not anymore. Nice going, Slade. How do you like my nephew, Doc? Listen to me. That money. I'll explain how I got it. I went back and I took it and I was going to turn it in. The cops will listen. Get your smelling sauce, doctor. You're going to need them. Did you have a good time, Slade? You've been to a policeman's ball like we have. You've been to a policeman's ball like we have. More than that. Well, have you ever danced with a policewoman, Seller? You ought to be proud, Slade. That was Senora Sergeant Babe Alvarez you danced with. She's got six notches in her gun. Seven. She had a hard day today before the ball. Aren't you proud of me, too? Just because they made you honorary captain of Precinct 12? Yes. And you're walking on my beat now. Pull over to the curb. That's right. Now I'll come here. How'd you like that ticket? Hmm. Two in one night. My, my. Get out the book, officer. There's going to be a crime wave tonight. And again next week at this time for another exciting adventure starring Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall together in Bold Adventure.