LGDI - (HSG Synd.#007) - The Eight Ball

Personal notice, dangerous my stockin' trade. If the job's too tough for you to handle, you got a job for me, George Valentine. Right, full details. I wonder if you know who first said, let George do it.

Now if your name happens to be George, don't say my wife, because you'll be wrong. Now it was all started back in the 15th century by a fellow named Louis XII. Who must have been a pretty stale character, because unlike his grandson, Louis XIV, he didn't have any furniture named after him.

named after him. You see, back in those days, it wasn't considered fashionable for a king to go around stabbing people in the back. So as a result, when some peasant got out of line, he called in George, a fellow with a sharp knife and no scruples. Now, I don't mean to say that George Valentine employs the same tactics. But if you hire him to do a job, he

expects you to look the other way if someone starts to bleed. All of which brings us up to the moment whereby George is about to get himself hired by a group of evil politicians. If you'll shut the door, we can put the plot on to boil.

Boys, you little knightie. Guess the luncheon's broke out. Civicly. Just a lot of talk. None of them will ever do anything but the three of us. Always away, isn't it? I don't know. You've only written one sentence.

Shut up, Vic. And some spring. Perhaps you've visited the hotel here yourself, Mr. Valentine. But at least it's a sure thing. You've seen the outrageous charges. The federal grand jury and city newspapers been making about it. Now, wait a minute, Nielsen, I'm still not so sure this is the right way to go at this. Here, here, the mayor speak. Well, now, Vic, you're a lawyer.