Joe Nelsons Pet Shop Gambling Scheme

Hiya, Blackie. I...

Bryce, just say me, didn't you, y'all? What goes here? This is... This is Blackie's apartment. Somebody called a little while ago and said Blackie wanted me to bring a canary from my shop up here.

Was that you? Yeah. You, don't you think? Blackie's out. So I'm glad with his girlfriend. Had a pretty nice shop. Had a date with you. That I'd borrow his apartment. And you. Made the call because I wanted you here, Joe.

Look, I don't want nothing to do with you. I told you that in my shop yesterday. No. Well, maybe I'd sense enough to change your mind. Well, I didn't, Joe. I could make a fortune using the back room of your pet shop for a gambling joint.

I told you once, nothing doing. I've been in trouble with the law before, but no more, no more for me, Bob. I'm running that pet shop on us so nobody's gonna sell me anything else.

They did say that. That's why I got the idea of using Bragg's place to convince you. Nobody's gonna sell you. That's what you said. But you didn't say nothing. He's gonna sell you. This gun, for instance.

Hey, wait a minute. Hey, come on up quick, Joe. You with me? No. And I'm going straight to the cops cops and tell them you'll figure on operating in this town. Give me that gun.

Now come on! I'll take it! Give me that gun! What do you think? I said, come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Come on! Nice thing can be. Of course, some boys and blackies apart. I think I pick up this canary, turn up Inspector Faraday and then call it a day. And now on to