The Mystery Man

THE MYSTERY MAN

BRING IN THE PHOTOGRAPHS

Inter-office Communication

The Staff will asemble in my office at 3 p.m. this afternoon

for the presentation to Mr. Larry Doyle

in recognation of his work in the recent Upshaw Murder Case.

Be on tie E. A. Jonas Managing Editor

Well, it must have broken Jonas's heart to write that word mister.

Yeah. You wouldn't say the Jonas Old Jojo really likes Larry.

No, you would say. He'd sooner eat one of

Larry's eyes out as he would've Cherry.

Yeah, well he certainly chose a fine time to get us up out of bed.

And me with tickets to the opening game. - You'll be there.

Larry won't be on time, and Old Jojo will dynamite the building.

Here's the Jojo, the dog face boy.

Gentlemen, mr Jonas breaks the ritual.

Raz, raz Jo-Jo.

In the words of the immortal poet

i observe thus shines a good deed in a naughty world.

What a mortal poet.

Shakespeare! - What paper is he on paper

He's a fullback on Notre Dame..

Larry you're almost on time.

Mr Doyle, of course you know you're mister today.

Well, where's the tin cup? - The other fella looks all right

I didn't catch the door and I haven't got a mother-in-law.

Jojo will break the other one for me. - I burned it. - Hot gian.

No, a furnace. I was turning on a pilot light.

It seems there was gas.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. Is Jonas going through with this presentation?

Pardon me, gentlemen.

One hour late and he walks right in on the buses.

Where is that Doyle?

Get him for me! - Here I am, chief.

My dear boy. Congratulations.

This is the secretary to the police commissioner. - The new secretary.

Uh uh congratulations, sir. - Sure. And I thank you mr, uh...

Whistler. - At Fulton Whistler. - Whitler? - Whistler.

When you are ready mr Doyle.

On behalf of the police commissioner P. Blindheim Durkin...

I thought his name was just plain Pete Durkin,

since wendy's start partner's name in the middle. - Cut it, Doyle.

Send in the photographer.

On behalf of our commissioner, I'm here to thank mr Lawrence Doyle

for his highly commendable work in solving the recent duckshaw murder case.

I especially extol his zeal efficiency repertorial sagacity and civic spirit.

Mr Doyle though this is by proxy.

The commission of the police department shake your hand.

That's not fair. You read it. I thank you very much mr Whitley.

No, Whistler. - So sorry. That's fine, that's fine.

Eel, Weeks, Dunn. Come in here.

Now than you fellas. Take a look at a real newspaper man.

Larry the paper is proud of you.

Had for me Keith? - That was yesterday.

I just got your messege. - Fine, then get this one.

Take a shot at Doyle and get your check and get out of this office.

You're through. - Yeah, yes chief.

Get it! - Yes, ser.

Wait a minute. Where's the gun?

I upon my soul the gift. Where did I put it?

Oh, thank you very much.

The physical token of the commission is esteemed.

All right Larry. Get the gun up a little higher.

All right. Hold it.

Get that back as fast as you can. - Yes, chief.

Put a rush on it. - Yes. What about my job?

What's the matter with it? - Nothing, I like it.

Thanks, chief.

Give me a half column with that cut for tonight's final.

Get it? - Okay, chief.

Well, what are you waiting for? Get out.

Mr Whistler. Do you have fo go? - Oh, no, no, no, no. - I see.

Well we won't forget you in our story

we'll stress the cooperation showing us

the healthy conditions existing between the, uh...

Newspaper dumb and police official though.

My best wishes to the inspector. - Yes, indeed.

Well, I guess the recreation hour is over with.

well uh my personal solicitations upon your marvelous work.

As a matter of fact you've been doing so many wonderful things.

Oh thanks. But any of the boys could have done it.

I just got the brakes. That's all.

Oh, I'm not surprised at your modesty.

Oh, thank you, mr Puttier.

Whisler. - Oh.

Well chief, I guess I had you all wrong.

I thought you were tough. You're not.

Who put your ways to that?

You. That crack you made about me being a good newspaper man.

Just a crack.

Oh. - You didn't take it seriously? - No. - Don't. - I won't.

Fine.

You're good, when you're good. That's all.

This Upshaw case all right, but what about a couple of others?

I brought him in, didn't I?

After I went nursed you, I'm giving you the breaks. - I see.

Maybe you should have fired me. - Maybe I should have.

And maybe I will someday.

Meantime I'm trying to give you a break mr Doyle.

The nifty gun. Someday I'm gonna use it.

That's your man pick? - Yeah.

I'm gonna get me a city editor. - Wait a minute.

No speeches with this. The boss handed me this to hand to you.

Don't open it in here. A good story might hop out.

And I'd have to get a good man to write it.

It's another joke. A bonus.

As long as you live don't ever give any credit to anybody for anything.

Might keep you awake nice.

I've got the keys to 15 different cities.

And I've got the day off.

Present from Jojo? - No, I'm just taking it.

Say, let's see that gun.

Mh-mm, special 45.

Well, you might as well be armed right.

Here's my contribution.

And here's mine.

Say, what do you think we could get on this gun?

What do you mean, we?

You think I'd pawn this token of a steam from T. Whittier wiffle tree.

Well, we always split, don't we?

This time we don't have to.

The Upshaw case gave us this.

Just what is it? - I wouldn't be any authority.

It says...

that the government will redeem it for 50 $.

When?

Now.

Onward brave musketeers.

# Dam, dam dam, da, dam, dam, dam

we're only playing...

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I recognize the formula but not the particular song.

Well, you have no soul.

He has no soul?

My verse is all right. - Oh, oh, press your button.

Are my stews here? - Who?

Men for my paper, The Record.

No, sir. - Names Eel, Weeks, Dunn and Doyle. - No, sir.

I've covered the town. - They haven't been in here.

Somebody must have opened a new place today.

All right. Thanks.

I thought so.

I'm gonna tell that mismanaging editor just what I think of it.

It's easy to say when it's tough to do.

Not for me. I should have told them today.

Funny we can always think of the things that we should have said... later.

Diplomacy is the best policy

Policy my neck. This is a principle of the thing with me.

And what is more...

It's always a mistake to let a newspaper man get hold of 50 $.

Oh, listen chief... - I may be old-fashioned,

but somehow I like to run a newspaper from a newspaper office.

Maybe I'm wrong. - You've been wrong from birth.

To run a newspaper you have to be a newspaper man.

And you're not. - No? - No. You're just no good.

What do you suggest I do? - Resign.

You three. The office tomorrow morning on time, and sober.

Or a bad newspaper man will show you how to run one without you.

And that goes. - Okay. - You get my point? - Yes.

And your resignation. And this time mr Doyle,

that gouz. - You have done me a favor.

When you want another? Call on me.

And try and get it.

What's the balans? - Everything's paid for the last two rounds. - Okay.

Here you are. Everything's even. - Thank you mr. Doyle.

Grab a cab, pick up my bag, and I'm on my way.

Hey follks, coming with me? - Sure. Let's go.

# If I have my life filled with

Hey, hey, hey, come on, come on, come on.

Sh, sh, sh.

Where are you going?

Anywhere this will take me.

Oh, it's time to get up.

Oh boss. Don't you know it's time to get up?

Boss we're getting into St. Louis. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, Okay. St. Louis? - Yes sir. St. Louis Missouri.

What for? - What for what?

You mean my ticket to read St. Louis? - Yes, sir.

Where'd all this junk come from?

Well, that come aboard with you last night in Chicago.

I see. Well, look there... was I, uh... was I alone?

Oh, no. The bridal party was with you. - I see. A bridal party?

Surely you remember. - No. I drew a blank.

Bridal party. - Well, here we are.

Yeah. I'll have to break a dollar.

Oh that's all right, boss. You took care of me last night.

I give up. - Is the little lady gonna meet you?

I don't know... little lady?

Oh boy, you can't fool me.

I know she was coming to St. Louis to get married.

I am, huh? - Yes, sir.

Mixes everything up just dandy.

Oh! I remember. I guess I won't need this anymore.

Saint Louis... bridal party.

Little... oh...

Hey, son.

Hey, buddy.

Where's the closest place a fella can go

and get something for, uh... that?

You mean... that? - Yeah, that.