Neil: Sir! I have reason to believe Lee was murdered! I also believe he was operating some kind of gambling den at Bloom’s store! Heck: Your point? Neil: Christine found a box in Bloom’s basement. Hidden behind some bricks. There was $42,000 in it. Heck: What! Neil: In bills of all denominations. Heck: How much? Neil: Forty-two grand! Heck: No slang, Kid. What’d she do with it? Neil: She took it. Finders keepers. Heck: Finders keepers is for when you find a quarter on the sidewalk. Neil: That’s how I felt. I told her we could go see a lawyer, but first she should put it back. Heck: Has she? Neil: She tried yesterday, but Bloom sent her home before she had a chance. I’m going with her tonight to return it. Sir—doesn’t all this seem odd to you? Heck: I don’t pay you to play detective. But I do pay you. And right now I want a follow-up on the purse thing which includes Mrs Gillespie’s full embrace of Jesus, Mary, Joseph and the twelve disciples. Get lost. Heck turns to talk to someone on the phone. Forty-two thousand! Be a nice story if it wasn’t such a can of worms. I told the Kid to put it back. Imagine his girlfriend finding that kind of money in someone’s basement and thinking she can just waltz home with it. Now give your sugar poppa a big phone kiss. Betty: (Turning to tell someone.) The silly git finds the money; turns out Bloom’s been hiding it behind a rock or something in his basement! So what does she do? She walks outa there at midnight and takes it home! Terry appears on other phone. Terry: So that’s where it is! How much did you say? Forty-two thousand! Where does she live? Oh—her boyfriend’s returning it to the store—tonight? Terry turns to someone in shadow. I’ve located the money. But my share’s two-thirds now.