So let me ask you, straight-out- no beating around the bush- okay? How much- you know-GK: How much money?SS: Right. Lots of properties coming onto the market. (SFX) SS: So- you're coming at just the right time, Mr. We got in her car and drove into the city. So when the tall raven-haired woman walked up to me at baggage claim -SS: Need an apartment, sir?GK: I said sure. Good luck comes in threes and I was waiting for the third (BRIDGE). (STING)GK: He offered me eighty-five grand a year to open an office in New York and promote the fish and that same day I packed my bag and headed for New York City. So we're calling them freshwater grouper. GK: But why?TR: 'Walleye' sounds like there's something wrong with the fish. I checked the Wall Street Journal and World Wide Walleye - GK: I thought you were promoting walleye.TR: We changed the name to grouper.GK: But there already is a fish called grouper.TR: Who cares? Fish is fish.

World Wide Walleye is the security of the year. SS (SUGAR): Walleye is thought to contain an enzyme that reverses the aging process. You didn't read the article in Golden Twilight magazine? GK: I don't read Golden Twilight, Sugar. He owed me money and he didn't have any so he gave me this worthless stock. SS (SUGAR): Hey- what's this? A thousand shares in World Wide Walleye? Where'd you get these?GK: Aw. (THEME UNDER-.) GK: It was November and I was in New York, which is a long story, starting a couple months ago when my ex-girlfriend Sugar came by to return my snow shovel and she noticed something on my desk. But on the 12th floor of the Acme building, one man is still trying to find the answers to life's persistent questions: Guy Noir, Private Eye. (THEME)TR (ANNC): A dark night in a city that knows how to keep its secrets.

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