Come on, Steve. We're taking off.
Come on, Steve. We're taking off.
Come on.
Come on.
The wing is taking off. This is not much we can do about it.
Well, anyway, I destroyed the sound disintegrator. That menace has been removed.
I wonder where they can be taking the wing.
If we can make Bert talk, we'll find out.
Rise into the stratosphere before you set your course for our number two base.
I tell you, Bert, the law may show more leniency in your case if you give us the information we want.
What can I say when I don't know anything?
What about my brother Gordon Tracy, who disappeared two months ago?
I'll write what about him.
All right, boys. Take him away.
I'd give him a fortune to be able to locate the headquarters of the spider ring.
This is very bad, Gordon.
Bert is yellow at heart, and if they sweat him, he might talk.
Bert knows we have made arrangements to get him out and will keep his mouth shut.
Then we can go ahead with our plans?
They are already underway. This time there will be no interference.
There.
Did you get anything out of Bert?
No, not yet.
Doesn't he know where your brother is?
He does. He isn't telling you.
But it doesn't seem possible for a man like Gordon to disappear without leaving some trace.
Oh, well. It'll work out somehow.
Would like a new radio, Junior?
Oh, gee, Mr. Tracy, get swell.
May I come in?
Certainly, Commander Brandon. Come right in.
Oh, hello, Junior.
I guess we'll have to postpone this, Glenn.
How do you do, Miss Andrew?
Thank you.
Is this a business call or a social?
Business, Dick.
Steamship Morrowvania.
Docs this afternoon. One full day ahead of schedule.
Well, is nothing so bad about that?
No, but the Captain radioed that he expects trouble on his arrival.
What kind of trouble?
First, value to the million dollars.
The Captain believes they're aboard his ship,
and that there will be an attempt made to smuggle them into the country.
I'm afraid I wouldn't be of much help to you, Commander.
You see, that's out of my department.
Besides, I'm concentrating on the spider ring right now.
I'd feel a whole lot better with you on the case.
I hope I have better luck next time.
Thank you, Commander. Thanks for asking me.
Thank you. Goodbye, sir.
Goodbye.
Goodbye, sir.
Someone's asking for contact. Someone's asking for contact.
Sign off now to stand by for any message regarding the Morrowvania.
Do you suppose that was China, Mr. Tracy?
It certainly sounded like it. What does your log chart say?
Well, that's the funny thing about it.
There is a single station list in that wavelength.
Well, that's too low a wavelength for an established station.
Sounds like russian or hog Latin or something.
Maybe it's one of them feed you out on this.
Say, you know that might be Fiji.
I'm Fiji Allen. Do you know whether this is that stance?
Well, Mr. Lockwood.
Nothing turned up, do you?
Yes, this package was sent to the jail for birth, so I brought it right over to you.
Let's examine it in the laboratory.
Can I go with you, Mr. Tracy?
No, that may be an international spy sending a message in code.
You stick by the radio, Junior.
Gosh.
Junior, you better let me help you do that now.
Oh, no, you don't. Mr. Tracy told me to do it.
Gwen, I'd like to examine this in the X-ray.
And I'll start the machine.
Have you got the whistle?
Well, the X-ray doesn't show a thing in any of them, Dick.
No, I guess not.
Hello, here's one that's been opened and re-sealed.
Where?
The fourth one from the right. Let me have it, Gwen.
There must be something wrong here, or the package wouldn't have been tampered with.
You could have used any disappearing ink on these, or it would show up.
Does that mean anything, Dick?
It looks like a small pinhole.
Maybe you're right, Gwen. We'll soon find out.
Moralvania, Alder's plan.
Release you tomorrow.
Moralvania?
That's the letter Commander Brandon was speaking of.
They're planning to free Burke tomorrow. Break jail.
Brandon was right, suspecting the first were on board the Moralvania.
Despite his men will be too busy getting a hold of them to free Burke.
We could only make Burke talk.
Maybe he won't have to talk.
What's the idea of moving me to another jail?
It's orders, sonny boy. Get in.
Well, get out and see what's wrong.
Get out and see what's wrong.
Hurry up, coppers!
I need you there, coppers.
Far as you go, Burke.
Swell. Good work, fellas.
Take this, old boy's guy. Come on.
Off that road, sir. Beat it.
We'll take care of these guys.
That's it.
G-man!
It's gonna work, fellas. It'll look like the real McCoy.
You think we fooled Burke with it?
Well, he's gone, isn't he?
I'll tell you, the spider's expecting me.
What make you think so?
Listen, you don't think the spider would pull a jailbreak if he didn't want to see me, do you?
All right. I'll have that.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right.
All right. I'll have somebody pick you up to him.
See? He's coming out here in a launch.
There's a man with him. He says it looks like Burke.
He's coming out here in a launch.
That jailbreak was slick, Chief. Those G-men were as meek as lands.
We had nothing to do with it. You were not supposed to be released until tomorrow.
You'd better be on the level.
Why am? Something's wrong. Someone's flipped up somewhere, Chief.
Well, Mr. Tracy told me to stay tuned in on that station.
Well, you ain't getting nothing on it.
Just the same. He told me to.
Ouch.
Calling Mike McGurk. Calling Mike McGurk.
That was Mr. Tracy.
Calling Junior. Hello, Junior. Can you hear me?
Now you know.
Well, if it ain't Dick Tracy, we didn't expect to get you this easy.
Now that you've got Dick Tracy, I suppose you intend to keep him prisoner on this...
Sam Steamer in the river basin.
Maybe we won't bother keeping you very long.
Please know all about the abandoned boats in this river basin.
And know all about the Mar-a-Van-ian, the million-dollar fur deal, too.
Mike McGurk is late now telling Steve Lockwood to have the police boats.
Meet the Mar-a-Van-ian before it's dark.
Why you...
Why didn't you let me?
Not yet.
Tie him up.
All right. Steve's going to the docks.
He is, huh?
Say, we've got to get on my motorcycle and get down to that dock before they leave.
Come on.
The Mar-a-Van-ian is landing the harbor.
The wind is just right for a smoke screen.
Get them into the places with gas masks.
Have the smoke machine ready for immediate action.
All right, man. Get to your boat.
Burke. Be right with you.
Come along.
He won't give us any more trouble, Chief.
Start the smoke.
All right. Now, shoot the gas through.
Reduce speed.
Hey, Mike. We're here. Stop it. Stop it.
I can't stop it.
Hey, Benim.
OK, Mike.
What happened, Dick? They're aiding the Moravianians.
Hold speed ahead!
What happened, Dick? They're aiding the Moravianians.
They're aiding the Moravianians. Hold speed ahead!
Police!
You better get out of here.
What about the others?
They can take that.
Come on!
All right, you better get aboard. I'm going down to that lawn.
All right.
You all right?
We can't make it through there. Let me kill them.
Come on!
We can't make it through there.
