Blackie And The Fur Thefts

the fur coat I was telling you about Harry. The one in the window right there. Which one, Janet? That one, the second one to the left. Whoo! So make, isn't it? Mm-hmm. Can you get that one for me?

Sure I can, easy. But it costs $10,000. If that's the one they showed me, eh? Well, is it the one in the head? Huh? Yes, I'm sure it is. OK, baby, then I'll get it for you.

But how, Harry? How I'll show you how. Well, no. Oh no, they take a couple of days. A couple of days? Yeah, never took me longer than that to get for a codes before. Oh, but that was in other cities, darling.

Maybe things are different here. Maybe, but I'm the same and my plans are same. Yes, darling, I know. Okay, then, as long as you know. Well, we need to get that code as $2,000, a rainy day, and Boston Blackie.

And now on to Dick Palmer as Boston Blackie. Enemy to those who make him an enemy. Friend to those who have no friend. Okay, Jenna, let's get moving. You got the coat hairy, the mint?

What do you think I was doing while you were paying two Gs for that personal hand? Well, where is it, hairy? Where's the mint? Right here on my arm, under the raincoat. Oh. Hey, I'm getting soaked.

Yeah. Taxi. Hey, taxi. Taxi. Oh, that's good. Come on, Jenna. Yeah. We're in luck all day today. We got a cab at the first strike. Come on, Kitty. Yeah. It's good to get out of the room.

Yeah, you ain't kidding. Here's your old western hotel driver. Okay. Go to my place for a while till we dry out, Janet. Anything you say, darling? Oh, Harry, you're so wonderful. Like me, huh? Love you.