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There's the fur coat I was telling you about, Harry. The one in the window right there. Which one, Janet? The one in the second window that left. So, make, isn't it? And 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 here? Yes, I'm sure it is. OK, baby, then I'll get it for you. But how, Harry? How I'll show you. When? Oh, no. Let me take a couple of days. Couple of days? Yeah. Never took me longer than that to get fur coats before. 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. OK, then, as long as you know.

Well, we need to get that coat as $2,000 for any day and Boston Blacky. And now on to Dick Calmer as Boston Blacky, enemy to those who make him an enemy, friend to those who have no friend. OK, Janet, let's get moving. You got the coat, Harry? The mink? But you think I was doing why you were paying two G's for that Persian lamb? Well, where is it, Harry? Where's the mink? Right here on my arm under the rain coat. Oh, oh. Hey, I'm getting soaked. Yeah. Taxi! Hey, tax! Taxi! That's good. Come on, Janet. Yeah. We're in luck all day today. We've got a cab at the first try. Yes. Come on, get it. Yeah. It's good to get out of the rain. You ain't kidding. Here's the whole west hotel driver. Oh, I'm so excited. I'm so excited. I'm so excited. The west hotel driver. OK. We'll go to my place for a while. We'll dry out, Janet. Anything you say, darling?

Oh, Harry, you're so wonderful. Like me, huh? Love you. Maybe you just love the things you're getting because I'm smart. You know better than that, honey. Doesn't it feel snug with me next to you? Yeah, it feels great. But don't think I'm forgetting to just snug one up to that mink coat I got on my arm. Oh, honey. Now, kid, you can wait to do. You know that? What kind of work? You're going back to Boston, Blackie. There's something else you've got to get him to do for us. Can you do it? Can I? Blackie will do anything, I say. Hello, Blackie. Oh, hello, Janet. Come in. Thanks. Did you get the coat? Yes, I did. You obviously didn't have any trouble. Oh, none at all. Thanks to you. Don't thank me for anything. I was glad to do it for you. Oh, but I want to thank you just the same, Blackie. After all, I couldn't have gotten it without your help.

Well, you can have my help anytime you want, Janet. That's a pretty culture-wearing. Is that the one? It's one of them. The other's mink, and it's beautiful. And Blackie, you're wonderful. I can't thank you enough. Don't look now, but you just thank me very nicely. I'm just so happy to see you. Wonderful and sweet, Sam. Quite a guy. I should say you are. Blackie, I'd like to bring the mink to you. Would you keep it for me, please? Well, sure. But why? Well, I think it's safer with you. I don't like to keep it in my hotel room. Well, I'll keep it in a safe place for you. I'm sure you'll leave town to like it. Well, that won't be for several days yet. Maybe a week or two. And I'll want to get a few more things while I'm here. You'll help me with them, too. You can get on there. I'll do my part. As well as you did this time. You don't worry. You just name the store. I'll do the rest. Blackie, that's all I wanted. No.

Open up, Miss Bersley. Open up. Who is it? Faraday. Inspector Faraday. Open the door, Miss Bersley. Just a second. Come on. Come on. Well, you're going to leave. Wait until I get the door open. What's all the excitement about? I'm looking for something and someone. Well, if it's Blackie, he isn't here. No, I'm not looking for Blackie. Yet. But I'm looking for it now as proof of something maybe you and Blackie did together. Well, let's see. We went to the movies together last night. Would you like to see the ticket stops? No. I'd like to see some stolen firsts. Stolen firsts? Yes. Stolen by a man and a woman. A description of the woman almost fits you. And I have a hunch the man is Harry Barlow, wanted for murder and Kansas. Well, that's fine, Inspector Faraday. But what does that have to do with Blackie? Blackie phoned the stores and recommended some customers. And shortly after they showed up, expensive fur coats were missing. And you think that I was the woman? Yeah. Well, I wasn't. Well, maybe you weren't. But I'm going to search this apartment just the same. Oh, no, you're not Inspector. Oh, yes, I am, Miss Wesley. Not without a search warrant. Oh, you know the law, do you?

I certainly do when you can't search my apartment without a search warrant. That's right, Miss Wesley. I can't. But it just so happens that right here in my pocket I have a warrant to search this apartment. You what? I'm sorry, Miss Wesley. I hope I don't find anything here. But you take a look at this warrant while I take a look at your closet. Oh, my gosh, this is a warrant to search my apartment. You know what, you'll? I'll say I'm not. And I'm looking for a mink coat, an urban cape, but shinshilla coat, and a sable wrap. What? You heard me. Well, you certainly won't find him in there unless that six-year-old camel's hair looks like a brand-new mink to you. Now, even I know mink from camels here. Nothing I'm looking for in there. I'm passing this closet. Oh, be careful. That has my cleaning stuff in it. Yeah. Hmm. Blow them up. Thank you, cleaner. Just come up and groom. I'm a clean one, huh? Sure. So why don't you come clean with me? You have other closets in here, don't you? Yes, yes. There's that one right over there. I suppose you're going to look in that one, too. The warrant says I can search your entire apartment, Miss Wesley.

Well, go right ahead, Inspector, if you can stand in disappointment. Now, look. I don't say you and Blackie stole anything. I just say I think you and Blackie had something to do with all this missing fur. The only fur I have are missing, Inspector. Missing from my wardrobe. Budget, you know. Yeah. See what's in this closet? It looks like it's got nothing in it, but dresses, huh? Well, it's strange that it should look that way, because all it has dresses. Wait a minute, I look behind them. Aha. What'd you find behind them, Inspector? Nothing. Just a wall. Only once this, over on the side of the closet. It was just a box. Yeah. Looks as if it might have a coat on it, a fur coat. It's heavy. Inspector Faraday, don't open that box. No. My warrant says I can search this apartment and everything in it. Yes, but don't open that box, please, you can't. Blackie said that it wasn't to be opened by anybody. And Blackie sent this box to you? Yes, and he warned me not to open it. Please, Inspector, please. Blackie must have a good reason out there. And I think I know what that reason is, too.

Oh. I'm opening this box. Inspector, I don't know why you're... The string is as strong as wire. And it got it. And I'm going to get it, too. Blackie will never believe that I didn't open it. If it has what I'm looking for in it, I'll tell Blackie who opened it. Oh, darling. Well, it's so fun. Miss Wesley. Yes. Wanna come and have a peek? Wow, what's in the box? You know what's in it. And now I do, too. A fur coat. A meme. A stolen mink. Oh, no. Yes. Well, Blackie didn't steal it. So you say. Blackie sent it to you. Blackie asked you to hide it. But Blackie had nothing to do with it, huh? Well, I don't know why he sent me this coat or why he asked me not to open the box. But I'm going to find out why. I'm going to see Blackie. You're going to see him, Miss Wesley. Yes, I am. And I'm going to get a few things good and straight. Well, I'm going to see him, too. Because at last I got proof that boyfriend of yours is crooked.

Hello, Blackie. Oh, Janet, come on in. You're alone? Uh-huh. How'd everything go at the store this afternoon? Not a single hitch. Look at the coat I got at backstance. Like it? Expensive? I got two. This one's the cheaper one. Everything worked out all right, then, huh? Perfectly. Oh, I'm ready to hear it. I tell me something, Janet, did you? Uh-uh. We're not alone anymore. Oh, I'm ready to hear it. I tell you something, Janet, did you? Uh-uh. We're not alone anymore. Oh, dear. Come in. Hello, Blackie. Good-bye, Faraday. Don't you say hello or goodbye to me, Boston Blackie. Well, Mary, I didn't expect you. Mary, this is... I never mind who that is, Blackie, I know. She's the girl you sent to those stores to steal fur coats for you. What? And the nerve of you hiding them in my apartment. You opened that box, Mary. No, she didn't. I did. And I know this girl is working with you. She's wearing a fur coat she got at backstance this afternoon. Blackie, you'd better do something about this. I'll say he'd better miss whatever your name is. He had some explaining to do. He can explain everything to me.

Down at headquarters. Come on, lady. You're going with him. No, she isn't Faraday. You're not taking it anywhere. No. You deny you sent that coat to Miss Wesley? No, I admit it. And I admit I told her not to open the box to you. Oh, why, Blackie? Why did you do the same thing? Ah, let's not worry about why, Miss Wesley. He admits everything. And I think you'll admit this is gonna be my hand too, Faraday. Blackie, put that gun away. Not till I put you away, Faraday. Oh, Blackie, please don't. Quiet, Mary. I know what I'm doing. Getting this cloth, Faraday. All right. But Blackie, so I help you. I'll take care of you. Blackie, you shouldn't have done that. That's all right, Janet. Don't let Faraday bother you. Blackie, what is this all about? You have nothing to worry about, Mary. Oh, I have. And I suppose this is all very funny. No, it's not funny at all. I have Faraday locked in that closet. Now you get into this one. What? Sorry, Mary. Sorry, but you're going to be left in the dark. Where are you going? Where are you going? Where are you going? You're always locking you in a closet too. Can you tell? Blackie? Blackie, what do we do now? Blackie. Janet? Huh? Blackie, please.

Those two are behind locked doors now. But we're not. We're getting out of here. Janet Corning, and a man named Harry Barlow, wanted for a Kansas murder, are stealing furs. And apparently getting assistance in their work from Boston Blackie. Inspector Faraday is convinced that Blackie is working with the thieves when he finds a stolen fur coat hidden away in Mary Wesley's apartment. When confronted with his evidence, Blackie locks both Faraday and Mary in a closet and escapes with Janet. As we return to our story, Blackie and Janet are in Blackie's car driving down the street and remote part of town. All right, Janet. Tell me what this is all about. Oh, Blackie, I'm awfully glad you asked that. I've been almost crazy trying to tell someone. But I've been afraid. And you're not afraid to tell me? No. Because you can help me. Somebody better help me.

I'm kind of trying to help you. I'm really messed up. Well, you'll get out of it, Blackie. You always too. But what about me? What about you? Well, you know who I am, don't you? Of course I know who you are. Nice of my best friend, Shelley Kingston. That's why I went to the trouble of locking Inspector Faraday in a closet. And that girl, why did you lock her in the closet? So Faraday wouldn't know that she's in on this. Now, come on, tell me what kind of a jammy in. Well, Blackie, I'm working with a man named Harry Ballot. Not because I want to, but because he tricked me into it. And Ballot is making you do what? Heal fur's with him. How? Oh, it's all very simple. I go in and ask to look at fur's, and while I buy a cheap one, Harry steals an expensive one. I've looked at, but didn't buy. Blackie, he made me get you to recommend it so that the stores wouldn't hesitate to show us their best stuff. Oh, so that's the racket. Okay. Can I get in touch with the Spinner Ballot? I'll give you his address. In fact, if you want to go and see him, and walk in on him, by surprise, I have the key to his room right here in my bag.

No, never mind about that. Just give me his address. Was he live? At 507 Lane Street. 507 Lane Street? Yes. I think I'll go up and have a little talk with that guy. But, Blackie, please be careful. He's dangerous. Saw my sometimes, and this is one of those times. But he is. Really he is. You're taking an awful risk, and you shouldn't do it. Not for me. I'm not doing it for you alone, beautiful. I'm doing it for myself, too. Fur's is supposed to keep people warm. I can believe that. The ones you and Harry stole certainly have made it hot for me. Well... What is this, Janet? Oh, hello, Harry. Just like that. Hello, Harry. Sorry, I interrupted you packing. Going somewhere? Oh, no, not exactly. I figured we'd have to leave town almost any time now, and I wanted to be ready. Oh, I did that, Jim. You weren't going to run out on me or anything like that.

Well, honey, you know better than that. I did once, but that was before you met Blackie. Blackie? Oh, no, look, Harry. There's nothing between him and me. Well, I just sent him all the way to the other end of town on a phony address. You wanted to find you, honey. Find me for what reason, kid, to knock me off so you and him could be a team? Harry, you... No more lies, Janet. You are ready to pull out and leave me to take the rap roll those fur jobs. You figured we were thrilled, didn't you? Oh, no, no, Harry, I know what I did. Kid, I got news for you. You and I are through, all right, but I decided that just now. I'm packing you in. Hey! You're how does a stupid pistol? You're going to be picked up by any of those sales girls that waited on you. I was going to string along with you in spite of that. But I changed my mind now. I'm leaving town, but you're staying here. Okay, bud. That's all right with me. Is it? Yeah. It better be. And I'll kid you're just a natural, one-double-crosser. You say you sent Blackie on a wild goose chase. Okay, you crossed him. You were going to pull out of here, pick up your loot and scram.

That means you were going to cross me. You can't be trusted, Janet. You just can't be trusted. Now, Harry, you're going, hey, why are you blowing your lip? Uh-huh. I'm thinking good, baby. Very good. I'm getting out of town, and I'm leaving you here. I can't let you spill all about me to Blackie at a cost. No, I won't talk, Harry, honest. I won't. I'll say you won't. This, uh, Persian lamb caught here. Yeah? Lovely, isn't it? Yeah. Can they, baby? Come here. You know something? Hmm? You're lovely, too, Janet. It's too bad you couldn't play anything straight. Yeah, you're not... You're not what, do you? You shouldn't be. Oh, not good, Max. Relax. That's better. You know, I just thought of something. You used to say when we started out in this racket that you wanted all the good things that you could grab. Yeah. You wanted to be loaded with diamonds and smothered in a mink. Yeah, but I... Harry put that coat down.

Put that... Hey, you wanted to be smothered in mink, huh? Well, you're going to have to make a slight sacrifice, darling. You're being smothered in Persian lamb. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. Hey, Psy. You're still in the closet? Where are you think I am? Is Laura there? Well, I'm going to let you out. It's about time. Where have you been? I had a phony address. Oh. Your address is going to be the city jail in a minute. Call it, Psy. I know when I've made a mistake, and I admit it, too. You sure made a mistake? It's locking me in that closet. That's the least of my mistakes. I'll wait like it, Mary, out of her closet. Mary, you're right. Oh, that's fine. I love it in here. It's so airy. And the views give out. Oh, I'm sorry, Mary, but I had to lock you in. I wanted Faraday here to know that you and I weren't working together on this. Forgive me, will you? I don't know.

First I'll have to see what life is like on the outside. My goodness. It's still daylight, isn't it? Well, maybe it's daylight, Miss Wesley. But your friend, Blanky, is going to be in a nice dark cell. Look, Faraday, look. Woo! I told you I made a mistake. I thought that girl was the niece of my friend, Charlie Kingston, and then a jam. So I was just trying to help her. What do you mean you thought she was Charlie Kingston's niece? Didn't it occur to you to check? I tried to, Faraday, but Charlie's traveling in Europe and I couldn't get in touch with him. She had a letter from Kingston, but now I know it was forged. Fine, time to find out. Alright. But that doesn't explain everything. I know. You want to know what I've been doing to help these two? Well, it's nothing really. All I did was to phone the stores and ask that my friends be well taken care of. Apparently, they wanted me to do that for two reasons. One to be sure they saw only the best for us in seconds, so that when they left town, he would be on me. Well, that code in my apartment certainly puts a heat on me. I'm so about that, but I do not... Why can't I explain that to Mary? Janet asked me to keep it for her. I didn't want to leave it here.

Any character in town as long as I would drop in here any time. So I thought the safest spot would be in Europe. Oh, fine. Fine. You keep a fur coat for another girl in my apartment. But Mary, don't you see why? Oh, yes, sure. I see it now. Well, I don't see why you warned Miss Wesley not to open a box. That should be obvious to a school kid, Faraday. If Mary had opened the box, she'd have thought that the coat was for her. And I didn't think it was right to ask her to keep a coat for somebody else. Oh, yeah. I don't get it. I think you're telling the tools, Inspector. I would have thought that coat was for me. I have a birthday coming up soon. Okay. It's beginning to make sense to me now. But when you ran out on us, what were you going to help Janet do? Steal more fur? No, I didn't realize she was stealing fur. I thought she was just being used by someone who was. Now I've changed my mind since she sent me in a wild goose chase, Faraday. I admit I made a mistake. So the great Boston Blackie admits he made a mistake, does he? That's a good one.

I know a high end of the glass, but I'm looking better while he's doing it. Lay off me, will you? I admit I've made a mess out of this, but give me time and I'll straighten it out. I'll give you time, all right? Five or ten years for obstructing justice. I could have naped that girl, except for you. I'm sorry, Faraday. I thought she was an all right girl in the jam. Oh, Blackie, you always were a pushover for a pretty face, wouldn't you? I still am. Aren't you glad of that, Nuri? Oh, I never thought of that. Hey, Faraday, who are you calling? Headquarters. Thanks to you and your stupidity, I'm going to have to send on an alarm for that girl. Look, I'll find her. I'll find her. Sure you will, and your office after I bring her in. If she isn't brought in my office pretty soon, you're going to be there yourself under arrest. Honest, Faraday. Hello, this is Faraday. I'm glad you called, Inspector. We've been looking everywhere for you. And never mind about me. I want you to look everywhere for a girl named Janet Cording. Janet Cording? Five inches, brown hair. Brown eyes on the cutest little temples you ever saw. Brown eyes on the cutest little...

I mean, she has prominent temples. Get it? Yeah, I not only got the description inspector, but I've got the girl. What? Yes, sir. Well, hold her. I want a questioner. Sorry, Inspector, I'm afraid you can't do that. She's on a slab and a wall of dead. Dead? Yep. Mother to dead, we think. Okay, thanks. I'll be right down there. I'm like he. Your girlfriend, Janet, is dead. Dead? Oh, oh, oh. It could be worse though, Mary. You see, I know who killed her. Sure, the guy at the phony address. Now you're going to find him. I'm not going to find him, Faraday. He's going to find me. There's something else he wants. Only I've got it. And I'm going to keep it. Who's that? You ought to know, Blackie. Oh, who are you? Well, you're doing it in my apartment. Maybe you'd like one answer at a time, huh? At this time of the month. I'm going to find you.

I'm going to find you. I'm going to find you. I'm going to find you. I'm going to find you. Well, you're doing it in my apartment. Maybe you'd like one answer at a time, huh? At this time of the morning. One at a time is all I can understand. How are you? Very boil, I'll mean anything to you. Yes. You're, uh, Janet Cornings. Uh, part, well, shall we say, uh, or should I say the late Janet Cornings partner? You know, she's dead, huh? Yeah. Blackie, you were wake enough to see this gun in my hand. I saw that before I saw you. I don't know which of you I'm sorry to see. You mean that kid you won't see either of us in a minute? What kid? You know the kid that Janet gave you, the kid that saved the posit for it, where I got the first hit. All that kid? Yeah. I've got it, but Janet didn't give it to me. I lift it out of a purse. What? Oh, that's a difference. Hey, I got it. I want it. I'm leaving town and I'm not leaving without those firsts. All right. Without gun in your hand, I guess there's nothing I can do,

but let you have a key. It's right there on the top of the drawer. I'll get it for you. Fine, I won't play. Get it myself. What's the matter, don't you trust me? Sure, sure. I trust you, Blackie, as long as you keep your hands right where they are. Yeah, that's the key, all right. Well, if you want to take it, I could argue with you, but now with that gun, man. I'm going to take it, all right. A little present for Papa. Ha! No! I've got something for Papa too, where are you? Oh! Ha! Ha! Ha! And supposing that you're here, I gave you the knock-champ, bottom. But wouldn't you like to know what hit you when you grabbed that key? Busy, Blackie. No, come on in, Farley. Sit down. I was just sitting here with nothing on my mind. You won't change that situation, any. You've got nothing on your mind, but I got plenty on mine. Blackie, we have Harry Barlow called for those fur-hasting jobs, and he's wanted for murder in the Midwest. How did you grab him?

It's a secret, Farley Day. But I'll give you a little teeny hint. He went for a key that I'd planted in my room. And did he get it? He's your dinner. Right across his great big chin. I clipped him, Farley. What was he doing all this time? I'll give it to you slowly, pal. He came into my room with a gun. Yeah. He knew I had the key to the box where the stolen furse were locked up. Yeah. I told him to take the key, but I forgot to tell him that I had wired it to the electric socket. I got it. He grabbed the key, got a shock, and dropped his gun. Yeah, close kid. He yelled at the shock, and I pulled him one for luck. Then I did like it kind of lullaby, because the next thing I knew, he was fast asleep. So that's how you did it, huh, Blanky? I was wondering. He was a pretty tough character, they tell me. So I hear, so I hear. Fertigue fellow sleep, just like a baby. Then I called you, Farley Day, and when he got out of the arms of Morpheus, he was snugginny arms of the law.

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