Boston Blackie - A New Face For Joe Harvey

0:00Meet the Red Bull Dragonberry Emergizer. It's one of the many new drinks out now. Who knew ice cold drinks could be so fire? Try them all only at my toes. Come on, hurry it up. We'll get the scissors busy. Get the bandages off. Two weeks of work to give you a new face, Joe. A few more moments won't matter now. Now that the job's done. Now I'm mad at me. I want to see myself. I want to get outside and see people again. Four weeks. Nobody to look at. Nobody to talk to. Nothing to read.

1:01Just sitting here waiting for this minute. It's the last of the bandages, Joe. Just this one across your eye. There. Where's the mirror, Doc? Oh, here I'll get it. No, wait a minute, Doc. Never mind, the mirror. I don't want to look in my face. Not just yet. Scared, Joe? No, little. Doc, how are we looking? Did you do a good job? The best. You should have been a doctor. Doc, that's what you should have been. To wear the medical school I was so not I didn't agree with those sentiments, Joe. No, I am not a product that face you as though. Nobody ever knows it was you. That's what I wanted. I got $50,000 as I lifted from my firm's site. And a police officer who was a doctor. And the police will be looking for Joe Harvey. Only there ain't no Joe Harvey, not anymore, Doc. That's right. When I look at yourself now, Joe. Now, half a little bit.

2:02I want to talk a little. You know, Doc, I scared you when I crashed in here a month ago. Didn't I? I scared you into working on my face. Yes, no matter if fact you did. Well, I'm going to give you a five grand for what you did for me. The police never had my fingerprints. They'll never know me now. They won't, will they, Doc? No. I never know I'm Joe Harvey, huh? I'll give you the mirror so you can see for yourself. I promise you this. Nobody in the world will ever be able to recognize you. Give it to me. Give it to me. Quick, Doc. All right. There. Take a look. Okay. Doc. Doc, is this me? Me, Joe Harvey? I ain't very good looking that, Doc. Am I? Ha, but I am very rich and I'm free, clear and loaded. Thanks, Doc. Nobody's ever going to be able to prove anything on me from now on.

3:08And now to the latest adventure of Boston Blackie, enemy to those who make him an enemy, friend to those who have no friend. Okay, Doc, you can leave me here, I'll grab a cab. Yeah, sure, you're all right, Joe. Sure. After I got over the shark I see in my new face. Thanks for taking me downstairs, Doc. Thanks a million for what you did to my kisses. All right, Joe. We're square. Crap, hey, Crap. Thanks again, Doc. It's so long. Come on, be seated. Oh, I don't believe I wear. We're too, Johnny. Proud Central. What do you think, Doc? I don't know. Proud Central. What are you staring at? Notting, notting. Hey, what's been going on in town for the past month, driver? I've been kind of out of touch with things. Notting my cabinet. Police are still looking for that Donald take guy for a cop killer but it's all it's exciting. You think they'll get him? Yeah, Miss. They always get a cop killer, you know.

4:09So I just pick a spin in the papers every day. Don't get him. I hope they do. So you missed it? Hey, what'd you stop here for? Traffic light. On the light screen. Is it? Oh, that's right. Hey, here comes a traffic gun. Come on, get started. I'm trying, everybody. Oh, no, what's going on here? Get back, fucks outta here. You're holding up, prick. I'm just a little bit of a pack of wool. I'm right here. And who should it be now, the president? Donald take. Okay, take. Don't you even blinker. I'll shoot you here on the spot. Hey, you think I'm Donald take? Hey, you know, I was just recognizing the minute he got in my care. That's why I stole his hat. Of course, he's Tade. I couldn't miss no one. I've been studying his picture every day for a month. This will mean a promotion for me, sure. But I'm not Donald take officer. I'm Joe Hart. Uh-huh. I'm not Donald take. I don't care who I look like. I'm not take. If talking killer only I won't be listening. You're Tade, all right? Right, I'm a police headquarters kid. We got a real prize package to deliver. So this guy take.

5:10We got locked up. There's nothing but scream for Boston Blackie, eh, Ronald? That's right, Inspector Faraday. So I'll let him scream. It'll do him good. Now, what about Blackie? He's on his way down, Inspector. You gonna let him see Tade when he gets here? Why not? That guy's still yelling he isn't Donald take. Oh, he's calm down now. We never did have Tate's fingerprints. Do we inspect her? What difference does that make? We got his picture, didn't we? A dozen witnesses saw him like that cup. A couple of them new Tate personally. I don't need another thing. Oh, yeah, should you do one, Inspector? You need me? Yeah, sure. Like I need a hole in the head, Blackie. Anything in your head would be an improvement. Hello, Rollins. Hello. Glad you're here, Blackie. What did you say, Ronald? I said, nah. What are you doing here, Blackie? That's better. Blackie, you know, we've got Donald Tate. And he's screaming he wants to see you. Well, I'm here, but is that all he's screaming about? No. In between times, he's yelling that he isn't Donald Tate. And that you can prove it. I don't see how. I never met Tate. I don't know what he looks like, except from seeing his pictures in the paper. Quite a publicity job you did on him, Ferdinand. Got him picked up, didn't it?

6:10Come on, Blackie. If you want to see him, I'll take you over there myself. Don't bother. I can find my way to jail, even though you have tried to escort me there several times in the past, Inspector. You got five minutes with him, Blackie. You all up, you want anything? Right. Well, Tate, what's this all about? I'm not talking about you, Blackie. I made them get you here. You're the only one that can prove I'm not Tate. Don't count on me. You're Tate, as far as I'm concerned. I've never seen you before. I've never seen Tate before. You sure look and awful. I'd like this picture, though. I don't care what I look like. I'm Joe Harvey. You remember Joe Harvey? I have, but it's right. I remember Joe Harvey. Only you are not, Joe. But I am, Blackie. I know I don't look like him. I can explain that. But first I got a convention. I'm Joe. Now, look. The last time you saw me was about six weeks ago, right? I was on a Saturday morning. Well, it was in a barbershop, Blackie. You got a trim in a shine. I was getting a shave and working on a scratch sheet, figuring out Monday's races. That's right, ain't it, Blackie? So far.

7:10All right, listen. I ain't through yet. We got in a cab together. I dropped it. Mary Wesley's a poppin. No, wait, wait. First you stopped to pick up some food. What kind of suit was I wearing? Well, let's see. Blue? Brown? I don't know, Blackie. Good. Harvey wouldn't remember that. But somebody was trying to prove he was Harvey would have all of the tales including who went about my suit. Well, you believe me, Blackie? No, yeah, I don't. What happened to your face? I'll tell you. I grabbed 50,000 bucks from my firm. I went up to Dark Weavers to have my face changed so nobody'd know me. And the rat crossed me. He gave me a cop killer's face, Donald Tate. A likely story. Why would he do that? Why? He figured I was going to bump him after he operated on me. He wanted to make sure I'd be picked up. He knew any cop in the city would grab me on site. I get it. You coaxed him into operating, I am. Ah, maybe I did get a little tough, but I paid him Blackie. I paid him five grand right after the operation. Your timing was bad, kid. I was too late. If you're telling the truth.

8:10Of course I'm telling the truth, Blackie. Listen. I'll confess to that last name, rap. If they'll believe I'm Joe Harvey, but it's the chair if they keep believing I'm Tate. Oh, sorry. There's nothing I can do. But Blackie, it means the real Tate goes free. Does that sound right to you? What do you want me to do? I talked to reporters this morning. My story will be in the papers any hour now. I want you to go see Doc Weaver. He'll tell you the truth. He's got no right to be sorry of me now. Then you can tell the cops who I am. Did you mention Weaver's name to the reporters? Yeah, yeah, I did. That was smart. I'm going to get to Weaver's fast. The real Tate sees that story is going to kill your alibi, kid. And very simply, too. Nearly by killing Doc Weaver. Hello? Mary, this is Blackie. Well, I'd be ashamed to admit it if I were you. Do you know that you've kept me waiting half an hour? Well, it couldn't be helped, honey. I'll explain why I get there. Where have I heard that before and how is it you never do? All right, where are you, Blackie?

9:12I'm in the apartment of a character named Doc Weaver. And you've got some work to do. What's the connection between you and me? Am I having work to do? I'll explain that, too. What you mean is you won't explain that either. However, what do you want? Well, Doc Weaver had a visitor before I arrived here. A visitor who I think was a killer named Donald Tate. I want you to get bandages and I, a dinon, whatever else you'll need to treat a badly shut up guy and meet me in shorties place. Shorties? Why there? Because I don't want Faraday walking in on me while I'm working out a plan. And he'd be sure to look for me at the European apartment of mine. Now, get that stuff for me. Mary, please, and rush it. I'll... I know. You'll explain why when I see you. Okay, Blackie, I'll do it so long. Say that again and say it slow, Miss Ho. And say it before we get to Donald Tate's cell. Okay, from the beginning. It's just what I told you, Inspector Faraday. I'm Joe Harvey's girl. I've been out of town for a month and I read in the papers this afternoon about this man

10:13you're holding who claims to be Joe. I can tell. I don't care what his face looks like. I can tell if it's Joe or not. That's what I thought. Only it's ridiculous. The guy is Donald Tate. Hey, how are you going to tell whether this guy is your boyfriend? You're going to take his word for it? Well, hardly. Only Joe's got a birthmark on his arm. If I see that first, maybe I'll listen from then on. Well, we'll listen together. Dutty, Dutty, baby, you're here. You're here. Faraday, she'll tell you. I'm not Tate. She'll tell you I'm Joe Harvey. Well, Miss Ho. Never mind. We'll get in this cell. Well, Miss Ho. I don't know. It's not Joe's face. Uh, which arm, Miss Ho? Which arm's got the birthmark? The right one, Inspector. Just hold up his right sleeve. What is going on? What's the matter? Well, see anything. Because I don't. What are you looking for? For the birthmark. If you were Joe, you'd have a birthmark on your right arm.

11:15Only a haven't any birthmark. So you're not Joe. That's what I thought. Best guy's Donald Tate. Dutty, Dutty, baby, I'm Joe. You know I'm Joe. Do I? Let's go, Inspector. This isn't Joe Harvey. I don't know who he is. All I know is who he isn't. Yeah, Faraday. Say it nice and sweet now, Inspector. Maybe I'll have some news for you. Blackie, where are you? What do you want? And who cares? You cares, sweetheart, don't you? No. All I know is you came back from seeing that Donald Tate guy and an assistive was Joe Harvey. Only that was two hours ago. He is Harvey and I can prove it. Well, before you go making a complete jerk yourself, let me tell you this. Joe Harvey's girl was here an hour ago. She talked to the guy we got in jail and she swears it isn't Harvey at all. And believe me, she ought to know. She's, I mean, sure. But maybe she had a reason for not telling the truth.

12:16Listen, Faraday, I've got a guy who operated on Joe Harvey's face and made him look like Donald Tate. Huh? He's shut up, Reban. Blackie, bring that guy down here right away. Oh, ho, ho, no, pal. He's staying where he is and I'm staying with him. You see, only two people actually know that Joe Harvey isn't Donald Tate. One of those two people who's Doc Weaver and the other is the real Tate. I'm going to keep the dark with me and see what happens. I'll tell you what will happen. You're in the market for trouble, Blackie. Plenty of it. That's what you're going to get out of this. I know. I think I'm going to get something much more tangible, Faraday. You see, the real Joe Harvey has 50,000 stashed away somewhere and the real Donald Tate would pay a lot of dough if I deliver Doc Weaver to him. I'm going to hang around and wait for the best offer. And now back to Boston, Blackie. While the police are searching for Donald Tate cop killer, they pick up Joe Harvey,

13:23whose face has been made over by Doc Weaver so that he states double. Boston, Blackie knows that Inspector Faraday does not have the real Tate in jail and after a visit to Doc Weaver's calls Faraday refuses to disclose his whereabouts but insists that Faraday is holding a Harvey and not Tate. As we return to our story, Faraday and Rollins decide to visit Blackie's apartment. Doesn't that's the felon's, Inspector? Maybe isn't home. Rollins, you're getting to be a genius. Did it ever occur to you that Blackie might be home and not open the door if he knew it was me outside? Come on, we'll break it down. Hey, Inspector, isn't breaking down a door against the law? I will say it, gone our way. This is law against obstructing justice, isn't it? Come on, help me. Okay, here goes. Don't look like there's anybody here, Inspector. No, that doesn't. Check the other rooms.

14:25Yes, sir. Blackie's not at Miss Wesley's. Apparently, he isn't home. He's not at Doc Weaver's. We found the air was blood stains. Blackie told you kidnapped Weaver, didn't he? He didn't say that exactly. Just said he had him. I'm going to fix that guy once and for all. Weaver? Blackie. I want to call the papers and tell him a whole story. That Blackie's got Doc Weaver, and that he's hiding out somewhere. And that I want him for withholding a vital witness. What could with that do, Inspector? It'll show everybody that Blackie isn't such a big hero. And maybe it'll bring him around. So he'll cooperate with us a little bit. Well, that'd be all, Miss Wesley. Yes, I believe so. Four boxes of bandages, two rows of adhesive tape, iodine, sofferdirzing, sofferdirzing. Yes, that's all. Thank you very much. You're welcome. You bought the same stuff yesterday. You're doing hospital work again, Miss Wesley. Not exactly, but that's pretty close. Well, goodbye. Goodbye, Miss Wesley. I'll see you tomorrow.

15:25Yes, I'm afraid you will. I wouldn't be in a hurry to go nowhere, Miss. Uh, no? No, just getting that car out, do not scream me. No, do no nothing. No, anything. Don't get cuteless, Wesley. I got a bottle of acid in my hand. Your face won't look so pretty. A sun that just kind of spilt out. What do you want with me? I've been waiting for you to show up here. Getting that car plot for curb. I am. Go on, go on, get in. Put that package down to see it start driving out, tell you where. I... I... Go on, get in. All right. Only what are you going to do to me? Nothing, it'll be the hang of yourself. I'm starting up and we'll go straight up the street. Not too fast either, sister. I don't know why I should. The acid, sister. Remember the acid. Oh, no, I know. I'm Donald Tate, sister, and I'm wanted. Not by me. By the cops, only they think they got Donald Tate locked up. I want him to go on, thinking that way. Well, that's all right with me. I'll call him. Inspector Faraday and tell him. So, as we get away from this traffic, you ain't gonna talk so cute.

16:27Turn right at this corner. Yes, sir. Now, look, Mrs. Wesley, one man knows the guy in jail isn't me and that's Doc Weaver. I tried to get the doc, but maybe I'd bungle the job. And the paper say your boyfriend, Blackie, has him stashed away. He's hurt bad. And that's why you bought them bandages and junk. What about it? This about it. I fixed Joe Harvey's girl so she wouldn't say the guy in jail was Joe. I'm clean if I can take care of the phony doc. Well, I'm really not him, you know. Stop the car, kid. There's nobody around the neighborhood in this hour, stop the car. I'm not start listening. I want to know where Blackie's got the doc. Not sure. I'm sorry, I don't remember. Oh! Oh, my arm, please stop that. You say nothing to what I'm gonna do? Tell me they had that address. Tell it to me, Frash! No, I won't. I'm not fatally begging for this acid. Okay, it suits me. One more chance before I spill a Soviet kissy. Where's Blackie and Doc Weaver? Don't show that acid at me, please. And Doc's talking. All right.

17:27All right, I... Blackie, at his friend's shorty's hideout, Hanwaterskate. He's there along with Doc Weaver. And he's waiting for me now. Please, please let go of my arm and let me out of the car. I've told you all I know. Yeah, yeah. You're about Boston Blackie's girl. You just as well as any other demon's heart. Go out and get out and scram. Good all I want out of you. You know what was in this puddle? Water, sister. Just plain, ordinary water. What an eye cross you. Larry? That's right, little Mary. Come on, open the door, Blackie. Hi there. Well, I did it. I did it. He was there just like you thought he'd be. He practically carried me off in his arms, and I broke down and told him this address. So then I waited and now, and here I am.

18:28Well, where is he in jail? He isn't here and he's never been here. But... Oh, but he has to be. He had to come here. Everything worked out just as you planned. Wait a minute. Meant to tell me the tape did grab you with the drugstore and you told him I was here and he didn't fall for it? Well, but Blackie, he seemed to. Cute guy. And he had to figure this was a trap, where he intends to wait until the night to bust in here. Or you hop home. I'll call you when he can develop. All right. Only Blackie, if you do catch up with Tate, I want you to know this. He twisted my arm. He did, Eddie. Now just for that, I'm going to personally ring his neck. Oh, wait, wait, wait, just a minute. Can't you just just hold the phone until I get the door open? Oh, everything happens to me. Goodness gracious. Just a minute. Hello? Matthew, miss me? I've been calling you for two hours. Oh, hello, Inspector Faraday. I've been busy. What did you want? Well, not you. I want Blackie. Where is he and where is he hiding that funny dark weaver? Well, gosh, Inspector Faraday. I really don't know. I'm not here. I'm not here. I'm not here. I'm not here. I'm not here. I'm not here.

19:28I'm not here. Well, gosh, Inspector Faraday, I really don't know. Oh. What's the matter? I cost my fingers a little too hard. Goodbye, Inspector Faraday. And don't call back. Please, ever at least until tomorrow. Miss Wesley, I... And that is that. Not quite, Mary. Oh, not, not, not you again. Why not? You didn't want me to walk into a trap, did you kid? Well, yes, there's a matter of fact. I did. No, I figured that. I figured you gave in too easy in the car. So I came here. I came up the fire escape and got in there way now. Get on that telephone, sister. Hurry, you have to. Oh, that's a fine way to treat a sister. All right, what do I do now? Pick up the phone. Okay. And call Blackie. Oh, no. Pick it up. Kid, I'm not fooling. I wouldn't mind killing if I had to. You don't have to. What do I tell him? Nothing. I'll tell him. Don't tell him who it is. I want to surprise him. Oh. Blackie, this is Mary.

20:28Somebody here wants to... I'll say this. Blackie, stay. Say, you heard me, Swellys? For a while. And I'm going to meet you and make a swap with you. What kind of a swap? Your girl for Doc Weaver. And if you deliver him, I deliver her. Alive. Catch him. Play with me. Where will I bring Doc Weaver? Get in your car with a Doc pocket way out on North Woods Drive. I'll come past. You tore a loan of the car I stopped and we switched cars. You get funny, I don't stop and you don't never see a girl again. I don't have very much choice, a chance to get cute, do I? That's right. You better leave now, Blackie. We ought to both be in there close to the same time. You're a little nearer than me, so don't get too lonesome, wait. Just make sure you'll be there, Tate. I've never been so anxious in my life to see another guy. With my girl.

21:36You know, sister, this could be your last five minutes of living. You ever think of that? Not till just now. If it's all the same to you, though, I'd rather it weren't. Oh, oh, that's that Blackie's car up here. Yeah, I've parked and worked. Well, I'm going to drive past to see the Docus in it. The no cops are in it. Take a good look, kid. Maybe you're last. Well? All right. It's black in the dark and no cops. Okay, you stay in here. What are you going to do? Get out and head for that cow or blackie walks up to this one. If any cops do try to stop me once I'm in that cow, they'll have to shoot it out with me. And if they do, they might hit the dark so they won't. Cops are so nice that way. Hey, Blackie. Yeah? Start walking this way slowly on the other side of the road. I'm coming towards your car and I've got my gun out so keep your hands high. Got that? I get it. All right. Start walking.

22:38Nice weather we're having, Dave. Shut up. Well, it was nice weather. I know because I read it in the papers. Wow. So you're here waiting for me, I'd act. And I got to take you somewhere and finish a job I started. Oh, boy. Okay, run. I'm coming. I'm coming. I'm coming. I'm coming. No. I'm coming. I'm coming. Come on, Blackie. Blackie, we're gone. I'm coming. The state isn't far, right? Sure is. Hold on, we're on. Oh, okay, Inspector. Guess we got him. So the other guy in jail is really Joe Harvey. Well, what do you know? Who's this guy in the car here? Who's he? He was Doc Weaver, Faraday. And he's been dead for quite a while. What's his body doing in your car then? Good old Faraday, much mouth, little listen. Try and get this Inspector. Tate killed Weaver. Right after he found out that Weaver had fixed up Bobby's face. Only tape wasn't shot. So? So when the story got in the newspapers that I was holding Weaver,

23:40Tate figured he'd have to find the dark and lock him off. I get it now. Well, Blackie, I'm glad you called me and told me about this little trap. We got Joe Harvey on a last knee wrap and Tate's dead. So everybody's happy. I guess that's right. So I've heard of people getting his trouble because they had a change of heart. But Joe Harvey wound up in jail because he had a change of fate. So Harvey wound up in jail because he had a change of face.