TAPE RECORDING NYSNB (NEW York State Narcotics Bureau) 48B-1061 (continuing). Taped at 2:11 P.M., 12 June, 1968, Mama’s Soul Food, 125th Street and Hannox Avenue, New York City.
JOHNSON: Here’s my man, and gimme your han’.
ANDERSON: Hello, Skeets. Sit down and order up.
JOHNSON: Now that I’m here, I’ll have a beer.
ANDERSON: How you been?
JOHNSON: I get some jive so I’m still alive.
ANDERSON: Things going good for you?
JOHNSON: I do this and that, but I don’t get fat.
ANDERSON: Cut the shit and talk straight. You got some time to do a job for me?
JOHNSON: If it’s a crime, I’ve got the time.
ANDERSON: Jesus Christ. Skeets, there’s a house on the East Side. If you’re interested I’ll give you the address. There’s a live-in spade maid works one of the apartments. Every day at noon she comes out to do shopping.
JOHNSON: When you talk a chick, you gotta click.
ANDERSON: Light tan. West Indian. Big lungs. Pretty. I want you to get close to her.
JOHNSON: How close, oh, Lord, how close?
ANDERSON: Everything. Whatever she can tell you about her apartment. Her name’s Andronica. That’s right—Andronica. She’s from Apartment Four A. There may be a coin collection there. But I want to know about the rest of the house, too—whatever she’ll spill.
JOHNSON: If she won’t spill, then her sister will.
ANDERSON: There’s a funny room in the basement. A cold room. It’s locked. Try to find out what the hell it is.
JOHNSON: If the room is cold, then I’ll be bold.
ANDERSON: You on?
JOHNSON: If you’ve got the loot, I’ve got to suit.
ANDERSON: A bill?
JOHNSON: Make it two and I’ll be true.
ANDERSON: All right—two. But do a job for me. Here’s a loner to get you started. I’ll be back here a week from today, same time. All right?
JOHNSON: As a man you’re mean, but I like your green.