The Falcon - The Case Of The Practical Joker

It is Sunday afternoon in New York, and in a parked car outside the Club 91, a bad actor named Chuck Morgan and a blonde named Linda Stewart are rehearsing a new comedy routine.

And although Mr. Morgan's ideas of humor may be overdeveloped, still he obviously believes this act could kill his customers.

Now, I understand what you're supposed to do, Linda.

I- I'm not too sure, Mr. Morgan.

What's the matter with you anyway? Your agent told me you were a hep dame.

Look, Mr. Morgan, I don't need a job that badly.

All right.

I'm sorry, baby.

I didn't mean that.

You see, I want to play a joke on this guy, and I want to make sure that it goes off as scheduled.

Well, the more I hear this joke, the less I like it.

I told you there's nothing to worry about.

This fella's a good friend of mine.

Then why do something as silly as this?

Just to settle a bet.

Now, he thinks he's a great little guy with the ladies, and I bet him 50 bucks he was wrong.

But you promised me $100 for this job.

How can you come out ahead?

You don't understand, Linda.

It's not the money, it's the principle of this thing.

I just want to make a sucker out of Davis.

Davis?

Yeah, his name is Red Davis.

Now, he's a skinny little guy with red hair and pop eyes.

You won't have any trouble spotting him.