Nicholas:
It’s beginning to seem as though the dreadful incident aboard the Flying Pussyfoot never even happened.
The passengers are being conspicuously mum about the whole thing and a whole lot of cash is trading hands. [mum: silent]
And apparently these funds trace back to Nebula and Senator Beriam.
President:
In essence you are telling me that to some degree they helped facilitate this incident?
Nicholas:
Possibly. Now let's keep in mind and this part is unconfirmed, but there’s word that Senator Beriam met with Huey Laforet.
President:
Really
Nicholas:
Senator Beriam seems to have something about rivalry going on with Mr. Laforet.
Perhaps this incident was the result of some kinda game or experiment.
President:
An experiment which left a lot of corpses.
What do you think was their objective?
Nicholas:
Huh, beats me. I’m surprised. You two can answer that for me.
President:
There’s no need for the difficult attitude, Nicholas.
Since you are sharing the secret with us, you also share the danger involved.
Whole Vino affair should have taught you enough.
Let us dedicate ourselves to carrying out duties as information brokers.
Just gather the information. Remove whatever personal stake you may have and focus on the task you have.
Nicholas:
Yes, sir.
President:
Now, continue briefing me on the peripheral information concerning the Flying Pussyfoot.
Nicholas:
Of course. Well, Ladd Russo of the Russo Family is continuing to cooperate well enough with the investigation, but he still insists that all of the killing he did was done in self-defense
Ladd:
Tell me, pal. You ever have heard of a guy name of Huey Laforet?
Investigator:
You kidding? Everyone knows who he is.
Ladd:
You happen to know what prison they’re gonna be shipping him off to?
Investigator:
Hmm, don’t think it’s been decided yet, but if I had a guess, I’d say “Alcatraz”
Ladd:
Huh, you don’t say…, thanks for telling.
Nicholas:
As for the group led by Jacuzzi Splot, the delinquent from Chicago, they were introduce to the Genoard family by the head cook aboard the Flying Pussyfoot.
Since then they’ve been hired on as their employees.
Curranty they are holing up in a swanky penthouse on Millionaire Row. [hole up: to hide somewhere for a period of time]
Now Jacuzzi himself, he was recovering from multiple injuries he sustained on the train when he was reinjured in a fight with Graham Spector.
He is currently back in recovery. President:
Any word about Eve Genoard?
Nicholas:
I think it would be best to let Sugar Cube report on that.
Bartolo:
I think there some way we could arrange for her to see her brother.
Senator Beriam:
Since when did you become interested in helping others?
Bartolo:
I don’t see how it could be out of any deed of consequence.
Senator Beriam:
Every information leak has its own consequence.
If the sister has wanted to spend the last of her life closed up with her brother in the research facility, that’s another matter.
President:
I see. Good work, Sugar Cube.
Sugar Cube:
Do you want one?
Nicholas:
No thanks
Sugar Cube:
Sir, you want one?
President:
Don’t mind if I do.
Sugar Cube:
Help yourself.
President:
Sugar Cube, I’d like you to continue keeping an eye on the movements of Miss Genoard.
It’s beginning to seem as though the dreadful incident aboard the Flying Pussyfoot never even happened.
The passengers are being conspicuously mum about the whole thing and a whole lot of cash is trading hands. [mum: silent]
And apparently these funds trace back to Nebula and Senator Beriam.
President:
In essence you are telling me that to some degree they helped facilitate this incident?
Nicholas:
Possibly. Now let's keep in mind and this part is unconfirmed, but there’s word that Senator Beriam met with Huey Laforet.
President:
Really
Nicholas:
Senator Beriam seems to have something about rivalry going on with Mr. Laforet.
Perhaps this incident was the result of some kinda game or experiment.
President:
An experiment which left a lot of corpses.
What do you think was their objective?
Nicholas:
Huh, beats me. I’m surprised. You two can answer that for me.
President:
There’s no need for the difficult attitude, Nicholas.
Since you are sharing the secret with us, you also share the danger involved.
Whole Vino affair should have taught you enough.
Let us dedicate ourselves to carrying out duties as information brokers.
Just gather the information. Remove whatever personal stake you may have and focus on the task you have.
Nicholas:
Yes, sir.
President:
Now, continue briefing me on the peripheral information concerning the Flying Pussyfoot.
Nicholas:
Of course. Well, Ladd Russo of the Russo Family is continuing to cooperate well enough with the investigation, but he still insists that all of the killing he did was done in self-defense
Ladd:
Tell me, pal. You ever have heard of a guy name of Huey Laforet?
Investigator:
You kidding? Everyone knows who he is.
Ladd:
You happen to know what prison they’re gonna be shipping him off to?
Investigator:
Hmm, don’t think it’s been decided yet, but if I had a guess, I’d say “Alcatraz”
Ladd:
Huh, you don’t say…, thanks for telling.
Nicholas:
As for the group led by Jacuzzi Splot, the delinquent from Chicago, they were introduce to the Genoard family by the head cook aboard the Flying Pussyfoot.
Since then they’ve been hired on as their employees.
Curranty they are holing up in a swanky penthouse on Millionaire Row. [hole up: to hide somewhere for a period of time]
Now Jacuzzi himself, he was recovering from multiple injuries he sustained on the train when he was reinjured in a fight with Graham Spector.
He is currently back in recovery.
President:
Any word about Eve Genoard?
Nicholas:
I think it would be best to let Sugar Cube report on that.
Bartolo:
I think there some way we could arrange for her to see her brother.
Senator Beriam:
Since when did you become interested in helping others?
Bartolo:
I don’t see how it could be out of any deed of consequence.
Senator Beriam:
Every information leak has its own consequence.
If the sister has wanted to spend the last of her life closed up with her brother in the research facility, that’s another matter.
President:
I see. Good work, Sugar Cube.
Sugar Cube:
Do you want one?
Nicholas:
No thanks
Sugar Cube:
Sir, you want one?
President:
Don’t mind if I do.
Sugar Cube:
Help yourself.
President:
Sugar Cube, I’d like you to continue keeping an eye on the movements of Miss Genoard.
Sugar Cube:
Uh-huh.