 bold venture, adventure, intrigue, mystery, romance, starring Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall together in the sultry setting of tropical Havana and the mysterious islands of the Caribbean. Once again the magic names of Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall bring you bold venture and the tale of mystery and intrigue. More you're just a whiz bang that's all, that's just what you are. Well imagine that pottery vendor in Jamaica trying to pass off that jug on me is genuine native merchandise. Mr. Haven warned me to be careful didn't you Tommy? Sure I did, I've been to the caribis before. I know how these natives work. Well glad you two waited till you came to Havana before you purchased any pottery. I've got a little item here you might be interested in. It's late, these people want to go to their rooms. It's pretty late. I only show it to you because your guest at the hotel got it right here under the desk. How do you like it? Oh it's very pretty. It's got a real interesting design on it all right. Uh huh, shape of the flying fingers of the Crawins. Crawins? A little known tribe of artisans direct descendants of Lafitte the pirate. Marooned on a small atoll some sixty leagues from here. Instead of dying they made pots see stamped right here Crawins. Crawins huh with a pocket mirror in front of it it would come out Newark wouldn't it? Yeah yeah yes I guess it would. Well if you'd like it that way we also have here a little memento of your visitor. A leather back pocket mirror with a scene of colorful old Havana tooled into. Mr. Haven, Mrs. Moore wouldn't you like to see your rooms now? They're right across the hall from each other. I'd like a phone call first if you don't mind. You'll be all right Claudia? Oh of course I will. I want to tell you again how kind you've been. Meeting me on the boat and taking me under your wing on this cruise. Or you've been one... Don't mention it. Milo, hiya Milo. Yeah we're here. Mm-hmm both of us. No not as far as I know. I think we lost him in Jamaica. Sure I know you'll find us. So I thought of something. Why run anymore? What? That's gonna be up to you Milo. Kill him? Didn't you hear what I said? That's up to you. You've kept me waiting Tommy. More and more you keep me waiting. You're getting that tired feeling Tommy. Because of me. How does a man get tired of a girl like you Claudia? The things you do for a man. Steal your husband blind. Run barefoot across sunny shores with your true love. So as you can settle down on a vine covered island off the coast of Venezuela. You and your true love. Me. That's all you want isn't it? That island. A clot of coral in the Caribbean so you can wear a sarong and a tin crown that says king. A tin can crown. That's it Angel. That's just it. The island. The crown. And you for a princess. Well suppose Jean finds us Tommy. Suppose before we make paradise he finds us. The husband fellow. The boys chased us a long way to find his grave. I'll tell you what. We'll give him one. Hey Mr. Shannon. Am I intruding Mr. Shannon? Intruding on what? All on your thoughts. The way you're standing here on the beach drinking in the new morning sunshine. Wondering what's out there. Out there in the ocean. I know what's out in the ocean. Fish. You were going where Mr. Haven? I want to talk to you. Uh huh. It's about me. Oh well. Mr. Haven I. I think you're a very fine fellow. Loyal kind brave one hundred percent. I think you'll go far. Is that what you wanted me to tell you? Take it easy will you? Just listen for a minute. Yeah. All my life I've wanted something. I want a place to go. I just don't laugh at me that's all. An island. A place to live in without rush. Without. I've got one all picked out Mr. Shannon. An island off Venezuela. I've done a lot of research on it. You can buy these hunks of land for a song from the Venzuelan government. You want me to sing for you? Now you've got a boat. I want you to take me. When? I've got some things to take care of first. I'll let you know. But it'll be soon. It's a dream I've always had Mr. Shannon. I need a little time to put the bull venture in shape. Well 300 bucks for the trip Haven per person. I'm going alone. Oh. Well just let me know. You bought yourself a boat ride. Tell me Mr. Wall. What does a bachelor girl do for thrills in Havana? Tell me just between us girls. Well there are the P.T. museums for culture that is. Because we bachelor girls are nowhere without culture. And there's the ice cream you buy from the vendors on the Prado. That tooty fruity melts in your mouth. And then... You didn't get the message dear. I meant Slate Shannon. Him? That no good shill for Craw and Pot? Shannon, the pot tycoon? Him. The best part of the day is gone and Shannon's not at your side. You happy in your work bachelor girl? What's with you married lady? Slate's down at the docks getting the bull venture ready for Mr. Haven's trip to Venezuela. Slate and I are going with him. You? You're going with him and not me? Among other things girly. I have Slate's ear. I'll pour a word in for you if you... Pardon me Mrs. Moore. This gentleman here. A room gentleman with bath, without bath. Sunny, shady, state your case. Anything you got miss? So long as it's got four walls. Well it just so happens we've got one where we just added a wall. Rates a little higher on that one. I'll take it bright eyes. Room 3A down that hall. Sign here. So you got a man registered here named Haven. Tommy Haven. Are you around? No. Went out a little while ago. You want him? I want him. No where he is, bright eyes. Try the docks gentlemen. Mr. Haven's probably running his fingers over our boat, the bull venture. Testing her for the trip to Venezuela. You bright-lipped doll you. I'm going to go to my room. Get my baggage in there. Maybe I'll want to change into something cool for a walk later on. Gene aren't you even going to speak to me? Swap me even. How long can you look right through me? Pretend you don't know. If this stuff comes with a hotel bright eyes, spread the word I'm not in the market. You stand there and take that Mrs. Moore? When all you asked for was a slap? I've had all of it before. That was my husband. Stunning relationship you two have. But not for long Mr. Wall. I've got this feeling. Not long at all. Very kitten. Yeah. Are you talking to me? That's right. You mind if I come aboard? Not at all. You know a man named Haven? Who are you? Haven's not around is he? Maybe I'll just look around. Out of that cabin Buster. In fact off the boat. Where is he? Where's Haven? Just because it's a fine sunny afternoon and I don't want to lousy it up I'm going to tell you a thing. I saw Haven about six hours ago up the beach. That way up the beach. I saw him there, I talked to him for a little while and I left him. Now you can take off. Your name's Shannon? So? Yeah. So! Seeing you on your back I suddenly feel real good. Bye Shannon. Hey, hey you. Yeah? Wait. I'm sorry I didn't give you the information you asked me for as soon as you asked me. And what? Well I hope you don't mind my asking you sir but who are you? Yeah you ought to know. My name's Moore. Gene Moore. I've got a wife staying at your hotel. Her name's Claudia Moore. Yes sir. My wife whose name is Claudia Moore cashed in everything I own and ran away with a man named Haven. They were going looking for an island with my dough and you were helping them. So you slugged me isn't that right sir? That's right Shannon. I see. Now we can be friends Moore. Now wait till you wake up then we can be happy about it. Time's running thin Shannon. Night all around us and you still haven't come up with Tommy Haven. I love Buster. I'm as anxious to find him as you are. Nothing I enjoy more than playing audience to a show between a husband and a cat who ran off of the man's dough and his wife. I promise you I'll hiss. We're even up on bruises Shannon. I slug you you slug me. Sporting. But you're still owe me Haven. All right. All right. So we'll ask around some more. Hey sailor. I hear you calling honey and I'm coming to you. You seen Haven around. I got a husband here who's hungry for the man. Haven't had a Haven around here for hours. Maybe I can come up with someone else for you Mr. Moore. What are you talking about? Now 20 minutes ago a charming little fella with gleamy teeth came up to me and asked for you. I said him to your room he gleamed so nice. That's what you did huh? Come on Shannon. Till I find Haven I don't ever want you to let go of my hand. And I told you I'm a sucker for domestic phrase after you husband. You know where the light switches are Shannon. Come up with one. Yes sir. Yes indeed sir. Light and. And something else. Hey. Claudia. Claudia. Hey. Hey she's been stabbed. Well help her help her. I wish I could. I really wish I could. Your wife's dead Mr. Moore. Yeah. Well does it surprise you Shannon? Does it really surprise you? To Bowe Venture our stars Humphrey Bogart and Lauren McCall and the second act of our story. In Shannon's place on Havana shore his trial and tribulation in quantity galore a husband be read down policeman with book to scribble note on lady whom life forsook the lady was a traveler the lady was a wife who roamed the Caribbean in search of new life with a man not hers with a man not here to die by a knife is the price so dear. You're a fortunate man Inspector LaSalle. You get background music with your murders. For this my gratitude Senorita and you Shannon it's the talk of Havana. What makes your hotel so attractive to murderers? I just put up a new neon sign. Why point a finger at me Lissau when you've got the lady's husband right here with things to reveal about his wife. Am I right Mr. Moore? Claudia's dead. That's all the revelation that'll ever come to you Shannon. You heard this song the boy sang. Claudia wanted a new life. She didn't make it. If I could I'd weep. I want only Mrs. Moore's murderer. I give him to you. A little man with more than his quota of teeth. Black hair, brown eyes. He came here and asked for Mr. Moore. I sent him to Mr. Moore's room. What Sal is trying to tell you LaSalle is the little man with a knife in the teeth wanted Mr. Moore here dead. In the dark he got mixed up. Gracias for doing my shovel work. Perhaps now you will honor me with the murderer's name. You can have that part because we don't know. Then I am no longer wanted here and I am sensitive to such things. Adios, non cooperatives. Why didn't you tell him Slate? Why didn't you tell him about Mrs. Moore and Tommy Haven and the island? Because that belongs to Mr. Moore. Right Mr. Moore? Yeah. And thanks for letting me keep it. The no dough, the no wife. Courtesy of you Shannon? Well? Por favor, may I sit down, Mr. Haven? Sure, sit down. What do you think I'm waiting for? Gracias. You did what you were supposed to Milo? I did, Senor. I went to the Shannon's place. I asked for Senor Moore's room. I was directed to it. I went to the room. I opened the door. There in the corner of the dark room I saw a cigarette glow. I threw the knife. Here. This knife. Fool, put it away. Here, let me have it. You won't have any of it. Give it to me. See, the knife, I threw it. Senor, it was a woman I killed. I said, Senor, it was... I heard you Milo. You said it was a woman. It wasn't Jean Moore. It was Claudia. She must have been waiting for him in his room. Milo. See, Senor? A little walk, Milo. We've got to straighten this out. Don't we, Milo? See, Senor? Then let's do it. I want you to make a call for me. Anything, Senor? Good. In here, Milo. This phone booth. Here's a nickel, Milo. Call a number. See, Senor? What number? Any number, Milo. The one you find on the end of your knife. Bye, Milo. What's with LaSalle, Slate? The boy's got a murder on his hands. He calls us up and invites us to a joint in the barrio. This is a very quirky policeman. I just had a flay. Why don't we walk right in here and ask the fella? Shrimp boats must be out again, Daddy, because there's no dancers here. Just that leftover guitar player on the bandstand. Otherwise, empty. Empty except for him, the guitarist, for me, the overworked official, and for you, the owners of murder hotels. And you are not going to interrupt me? Interrupt? You crazy? I've been living for this moment. And I will do my utmost to make a thrilling for you both. A double file behind me, please, to the third phone booth from the left. This little man folded inside with the knife in his back. A little dead man familiar to you, Senorita Doval, huh? That's him. That's the man who came to... What man, Salle? The one who came to Shannon's place, asking for Mr. Moore. The one with the gleamy teeth. He is a barrio by the name of Milo. You call him a murderer, Senorita Doval. Yeah, she did. But now we'll never know, will we? Unless you and the Senorita and Senor Amor wish to cooperate. Unless you cease to withhold from me evidence. You'll have us up to your pokey, huh? For years and years. Maybe more. For being with tight mouths concerning the murder of a woman. Concerning the murder of this man Milo. Concerning the... You're a real conventional, Salle. Let's go find Moore, huh, Salle? I can't stand it when policemen call me tight mouth. And that's the way it is, Moore. We've got a little threat from the police hanging over us. I thought I'd tell you because maybe you ought to give this up. Let Salle take care of it. A good suggestion is worth a good answer, Mr. Moore. What about it? You want a comment? Make it up for me. Start with this. I had a wife once named Claudia. I had a lot of dough once, too. And now there's not much of anything at all. I wish there was something we could say or something we... Okay, Shannon. Okay, what? We've been playing long enough. What's your part in it? You kidding? You think so? I asked a question. You're a part in it, kid. What's Haven paying you? How much of my money did he brush against you for these tears you're shedding for me? For the lies? You really aren't kidding, are you? We had each other off balance once, Shannon. And now here. You and me. Even up. You want it that way, huh? Just like that. Take a walk, Sailor. Both of you lost your mibs. What kind of a way is this? I said take a walk, Sailor. Talk to me, Shannon. This way. I kill each other, fellas. There's your boy, Moore. There's Haven. Wait your turn, Tommy. Wait till... This is what I've been trying to get done all day, people. Now it's done. Wish me well because Gene Moore is dead. Grab this, Haven. Try that again, Shannon. You'll lie down gently beside Gene. Let's get moving, folks. We've got sailing to do. You look naughty and salty up there at the wheels, Shannon. Just like a dream in the moonlight. It'll freeze the moment in your memory. I'll cry for you, Haven. I'll give you a nice, big, fat, round tear. You miss me, huh, doll? Ask me again. You miss me, huh? You're coaxing, Haven. I kind of like it. You know, it's really a shame. What is? Where I'm going, the island. The place neither of you will quite get to. It'll be lonely for you. You pitching something, Kido? You better watch her, Haven. She's been known to sell people out. Is it happening to you, Shannon? Let's hear the girl out, shall we? It's on your mind, Sailor. Nobody's selling you out, Haven. You take me to an island. How am I going to cross you? True, true. Don't say I didn't warn you, Haven. Thanks, Shannon, only shut up. We've got a nice conversation going. Sailor and me. Hi, Haven. I'll tilt the face a little to the moonlight. I want to look again. Like this? On your feet, Sailor. I'm still tilting. You'd better help me. Sure. Take my hand, baby, and mind the other one. You've still got a gun in it. Thanks. Now what? My good idea. Take the wheel away from Shannon. Go ahead, go ahead. Man says I should take the wheel, Slade. I heard him. Take it. Live it up. Come here, Shannon. You take orders good. Jump off the boat, Shannon. Try that. Are you crazy? It's 30 miles to any place. I don't know where that is, even if I could swim 30 miles. Right off the side, Shannon. Jump. Or better yet, stand where y'all push off. Thanks. Take the wheel, Sailor. Let me go. Let me go. Let's both go. Is that you, Slade? Nice going, Sailor. You all right? I'll get better. Now give me a hand. Haven? I've got a hand full of hair. I think he's attached to it. Here. Here he is. Now let's go back to Havana, Sailor. Our stars, Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall, will return in just a moment. Is that you, Slade? Sharp, huh? Spiffy. That's a beach outfit. Bathing trunks, a straw hat, and a blazer. Uh, yeah. I bought a ukulele, Sailor. The instruction sheet said best results to obtain while wearing a collegiate outfit. A ukulele? Since when do you play a ukulele? I was taught. I was taught. By whom? By Myrtle W. She who walked by Waikiki shores. Now you know. So play something already. By what do you know? Go! Go! Hey, Sailor. Sailor, I didn't know you could hula. Well, sure I can. Know what these hand movements mean? Fish on the sea. Pink shell on the shore. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Where does it say pink? This. This says pink. And you know what this says? Yeah, I know. Is that what it said? Did it, Sailor? You read me like a book. Likey Island girl. For another exciting adventure starring Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall together in...