Leslie: What charge?Howard: Murder.A stillness falls over the table.Apprehensive that she must be incarcerated before her expected trial for murder, Leslie""s prominent eyes bulge as she anxiously looks over at Howard.The urban-jazzy, sometimes discordant score by Elmer Bernstein (and Chico Hamilton""s jazz Quintet) enhances the swanky, pungent underworld maelstrom of nightclubs and restaurants (the 21, the Elysian, Toots Shor""s), the theatre district, brutish cops, cheap offices, crowded sidewalks, and dead-end alleys.Bugs Watson (Allen Jenkins): How many steers will come through?Kent: Last year, there were 350,000.Now if we charge ""em twenty-five cents a head, that makes...$87,500.Bugs: Now that""s money.Frenchy: We""re rich!Gyp Watson (Warren Hymer): I""ll get my gal""s teeth plugged with diamonds and just set and watch her smile.A place to lodge complaints.In the crowded office of the Judenrat filled with desperate people, one dispossessed Jewish woman complains about the intrusion of Nazis into their private lives and the confiscation of property: "They come into our house and tell us we don""t live there anymore.