Boisterous nightclub entertainer Buzzy Bellew was the witness to a murder committed by gangster Ten Grand Jackson. One night, two of Jackson...更多>
[repeated line] Edwin Dingle: Potato salad! Edwin:
I don't want to go to Brooklyn. You can't make me. I don't *want* to go to Brooklyn.
Bus Driver: None of us want to, bud, but we all gotta go sooner or later. Edwin: Do you remember you once told me you wouldn't be found dead in Brooklyn? Buzzy's Ghost: Yeah, I remember. That was the only way they could get me here. Edwin: I'd like a pint of Prospect Park! Edwin Dingle: In fact, I don't think I'm ever going to see Buster again. [he hears the spooky Buster music and gasps] Edwin Dingle: Buster! Buzzy's Ghost: [popping out of a box] I'm a little devil, ain't I? Edwin Dingle: I enjoy it here very much ... uh, I love the smell of leather bindings.