Car 99

Professor Anthony: I trust there hasn't been an accident?

Trooper Ross Martin: Not an accident, Sir. A murder.

Nan: A murder! Not near here?

Trooper Ross Martin: Right up the road, Miss Anthony. Just a couple of gangsters. They turned on a smokescreen and got away.

Nan: Smokescreen? What's that? Oh, I'm petrified.

Professor Anthony: The modern criminal has become a versatile fellow, hasn't he, Martin?

Trooper Ross Martin: He certainly has, Sir. Uses flop-over licence plates and..

Nan: Flop-over what?

Trooper Ross Martin: Car licence plates. If we're hunting a Michigan car, they sometimes flopover to Indiana plates after the first half mile and sail right past.

Professor Anthony: Gangsters! Up Here! Smokescreen. Smokescreen? Yes. Who would believe that this was anno domini 1935?

Trooper Ross Martin: Well, I'm sorry to go Sir but I have to shakedown all the garages and barns round here looking for that car.

Nan: Shakedown? Oh, that would be thrilling. Think of going back to Boston and telling our friends that we'd been shaken down!

Nan: Oh, my dear Nan do be serious and remember that this is a ghastly business.

Nan: Oh, Daddy, please let him shake us down! Just this once.

Professor Anthony: You see, Martin. My daughter enjoys a thrill. It's probably due to the sheltered life she's led.

Nan: [to Martin] Come on, I'll show you our garage. I can just see the headlines: "Police search Professor's garage." What colour car was it?

Trooper Ross Martin: Light grey. Well goodbye, Professor. And thanks for the use of the phone.