The Blaine Brothers Pawn Shop Murder

I don't see what you're complaining about, John. Oh, yet don't, huh? Well, who owns this Pancha, Paul? You, me, are both of us. We both do, you know that. Okay, then. From now on, I sign checks the same as you do. Oh, wait a minute, John. You're getting your share of the Province, aren't you? So you say, only I don't trust you. I'll get it. Hello. Hello?

Wait a minute, is anybody on here? Hello? Hello? Is this planes phone shop? Yeah, what do you want? I want to speak to Paul Blaine please. Oh, you don't care who you speak to do you?

Just a minute. It's for you here. Thanks. Hello? Hello Paul Blaine? Yeah? This is Boston Blackie. You want to be the call you? Oh yeah, yeah. And I'm sorry about the way my brother spoke to you on the phone.

We're having a little argument. That's all right. What do you want, Blaine? All right, I'd like to see you. It's important. Well, could you go down here this afternoon? Well, I don't know. Oh, look, you got to come. It's awfully important.

All right, Blaine. I'll be there about three o'clock. Okay, three o'clock. Thanks. Goodbye. What kind of a deal you got cooking with Blackie Paul? That's my own business. Now, look, John, I don't want any more trouble with your...

Oh, no, you're gonna get it. Oh, wait a minute, John, don't leave. Stop worrying about my leaving. But just start worrying if I come back. And now back to Dick Palmer as Boston Blackie. Enemy to those who make him an enemy.

Friend to those who have no friend. Oh, there's the pawn shop we want two doors down Mary. Oh yeah. Why did Problain want to see you Blackie? I don't know Mary. That's what I've come down here to find out.