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Mr.

Mannix.

I'm, uh, Vucola.

Conrad Vucola. Sheriff here in Manzana
County.

How do you do, Sheriff?

Subpoena. to appear and testify in the
case of the people versus Harry Barlow.

Moving a little fast for me, friend.

I just came in from out of state to meet
a client, Mr.

Dobby Dobson. He was supposed to meet me
here at the airport.

He won't be here. Let's go.

I received a special delivery letter
last night in Los Angeles.

There was a $1 ,000 cash advance in it,
a round -trip ticket to Manzana, and a

note from a man I never met, a desperate
man asking me for help.

Well, the letter was from the district
attorney. The cash is your expert's fee

for testifying.

You can't subpoena out of state, you
know. The DA couldn't risk your

I came here to meet Mr. Dobby Dobson. I
don't leave until I see him.

Well, you may have a long wait.

The man at whose trial you're supposed
to testify, Harry Barlow, is charged

the murder of Dobby Dobson.

Is this your DA's idea of some kind of a
joke?

Well, you're here, aren't you?

Mr. Mannix, so that the court will know
that you are an expert witness, would

you please state... If the court please.

Yes, Miss Richards.

Your Honor, defense stipulates
acceptance of Mr. Mannix as an expert

Thank you, Counsel.

Let the record so indicate.

You may proceed, Mr. Bartlett.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Mr. Mannix, it is an accepted scientific
fact in the field of criminology, is it

not? Professional criminals tend to
limit their activities to special kinds

crimes, special methods used in
committing these crimes.

In short, they develop a pattern in
relation to the crime.

Modus operandi, a method of operation.

Isn't that correct?

Yes, referred to as an M .O.

Now, I have here three police
photographs.

People's Exhibits 6 through 8.

illustrating the pattern of a specific
burglary.

Now, Mr. Mannix, where there is a
burglary, where the glass from a rear

is cut and a rubber suction cup is used
to remove the glass,

and where the burglar uses white gloves,
cheap white gloves, to

cover his fingerprints, and then he
leaves the gloves at the scene of the

and where distinctive drill patterns are
used, here.

to insert TNT into the safe, and where
foam rubber is used to deaden the

explosion.

Would you say, Mr. Mannix, that from
this method of operation, you could

identify the probable burglar as one
that you previously had apprehended and

caused to be brought to justice for the
crime of burglary?

Objection, Your Honor. The prosecution
may not introduce evidence of a prior

criminal act for the express purpose of
discrediting the defendant's character.

Your Honor.

The question is not an issue of
character, but rather the method of

a burglary. The defendant is on trial
for murder, not for burglary.

Murder committed during a burglary. In
this case, two inseparable crimes.

The district attorney means two answers
to one question.

One question raises the probability that
if the defendant committed a prior

burglary, then perhaps he committed this
one.

And if he committed this burglary, then
chances are that he also committed the

murder. When an expert witness
identifies a probable burglar from his

operation, then simultaneously he
identifies the murderer.

I assume both counsels are arguing this
legal point for the benefit of the

bench. Your Honor, the evidence to be
adduced is totally inadmissible. Not

the answer, but the question itself is
highly prejudicial.

The defense moves these proceedings be
declared a mistrial.

Your motive is good, Miss Richards, but
your law is wrong.

Your Honor... Motion denied.

Objection overruled. But, Your Honor...

Now, Mr. Maddox,

from this method of operation, this
modus operandi, this M .O., could you

identify the probable burglar?

Yes. And in all your years of
investigating, have you ever seen a

operation like this before?

Yes. In more than one person?

No. Now, isn't this true, Mr. Mannix,
that seven years ago you represented an

insurance company, and during that time
you investigated, pursued, and

apprehended a burglar with this method
of operation?

Yes, I did.

And is that man in this courtroom?

Yes. And would you point him out,
please?

The gentleman sitting at the table.

Let the record show that the expert
witness is identifying the defendant,

Barlow.

Further questions, Your Honor?

The defense may cross -examine.

I have no questions, Your Honor.

May I please approach the bench?

Yes, Miss Richards.

Mr. Bartlett?

Yes, Miss Richards?

With the court's permission, I
respectfully request to retire from this

As the court appointed me, it can
appoint substitute counsel for the

defendant.

Why, Miss Richards?

This is my first appearance in court as
an attorney in a criminal case.

If I keep... Making mistakes about the
law, I can only lose a case, but the

defendant could lose his life.

You've placed his life in my hands, and
it would seem that they are not

competent hands.

It takes a great deal of courage to make
an admission like that, Miss Richards.

The same kind of courage that made your
late father, Jack Richards, one of the

finest trial lawyers in this state.

For his sake.

For your own sake.

I want you to think this over.

The defense is granted a 24 -hour
continuance.

Court adjourned.

I'm very sorry.

She doesn't want to talk to you, even
off the stand.

I called and made a reservation for you
on the next plane back to L .A.

You can just make it if I drive you to
the airport now.

Thanks, Sheriff.

It is a little chilly here in Manzana.

That lady lawyer's old man, Big Jack
Richards, ever known him?

I've seen him in court once or twice.

Mr. Advocate.

Fighter? Who?

Me. He was the kind you took your hat
off to even while he was beating the tar

right out of you, which was mostly all
of the time.

In fact, he never once lost a criminal
case.

That's more than he'll be able to say
for his daughter.

Yeah, it's a shame. The girl lives only
for the memory of her father while

they're loading the plane.

Have a nice trip and no hard feelings.

My usual expert witness fee is $300 for
the day.

You can return the balance to the DA.

I changed my mind. I'd like to cancel
off flight 31 after you took it.

Thank you.

Easy, Max.

Just go back the way you came.

You missed one plane to L .A.

There'll be another in about an hour.

Be on it.

I signed resignation from the case.

If you think that's news, Vera, you're
free to print it.

As a newspaper woman, I'll print it.

But as a friend, I've got to tell you, I
think you're making a mistake, Phyllis.

This is an admission of incompetence.

It's a confession.

I failed.

I failed my father.

What about your client, Harry Barlow?

Did you fail him?

What could I do after your testimony?

You know, if you'd been less concerned
with yourself and more concerned with

your client, you might have cross
-examined me instead of passing.

You would have asked questions the DA
didn't and wouldn't.

You might have got the fact into the
record that Harry Barlow, as a burglar

20 years, never once resorted to
violence, even when he was caught in the

You know...

I saw your father argue a case once, and
he was scared.

He could tell the way he fought to keep
his hands from shaking.

The way the sweat stained through the
back of his jacket on a cool day. But he

had guts.

Not because he had no fear, but because
he fought hard, despite the fear.

But you, you're afraid.

So you're on.

Tomorrow morning early.

I want to see your client, Harry Barlow.

You all right?

I'm Vera Hilsman. I write for the
morning news.

Well, do me a favor. Keep this out of
the paper.

It's bad for business.

Put you away once, Harry. You keep that
Colorado face of yours shut now, and I'm

going to put you away for good.

Now, were you in on that Dobson heist?

I... I think so.

You think so?

You don't know?

Not for sure, no.

Some guy, a drifter I ran into, said he
had an easy mark, so I agreed to meet

him out of town and help pull off the
heist.

I... I never met him.

Handsome Harry passed up an easy mark.

Yeah, I passed it up.

Stopped in a bar before I left to have a
drink, and I... You met a pretty face.

She didn't even belong in there.

Pretty all right, but square.

On the level, just all mixed up.

Some kind of family problem.

Okay, so you parked in the hill and
psychoanalyzed your unhappy housewife.

You got back to your place late. What
then?

The cops were waiting for me.

Searched me, the car, found five grand
in bills hidden in my trunk.

Which means you want me to believe that
somebody planted that stolen money in

your car before you left, before the
robbery was committed?

So help me, I never laid eyes on that
dough before.

I wasn't even near this Dobson's place.
Didn't even know who Dobson was.

Now, I swear that you got to believe me.

This woman Barlow says he was with, what
about her?

Well, he gave us her description and her
name, Bonnie.

He turned the town upside down looking
for her.

Mr. Mannix, if it wasn't Barlow, if
there was this woman named Bonnie, then

cash in Barlow's car really was planted
and Barlow is being framed.

Why would anyone want to frame Harry
Barlow?

Because... Because there was another
motive for the murder.

Exactly how do you know that?

You don't know it, you just kind of
smell it.

By setting up an ex -con with an easy
-to -copy M .O. as Patsy, kept anybody

else from looking in another direction
for another motive and another murderer.

That still doesn't tell us who or why.

Yeah.

Just who is Dobby Dobson and why would
anybody want to kill him?

That's got to be it. There's nothing
else that even comes close to adding up.

The Max Taylor Ranch?

How do you add up a piece of cheap real
estate to a utility company and come up

with a murder?

One, old man Max Taylor died.

No will, no heirs, and the state took
over his property, right?

Dig. Two, the late Dobby Dobson was vice
president of the Tri -State Power

Company. Now, the company needed a
location for a new multimillion -dollar

nuclear power plant, right?

Still digging.

Three.

Vice President Dobson finds the old
Taylor Ranch, recommends it to his

his company buys it.

Well, that's it.

One plus two plus three equals murder?

Sorry, I've just stopped digging.

You forgot to add two and a half.

Now, could Dobson have bought the Taylor
Ranch himself at auction, very cheap,

and then sell it back to his company at,
say, 10, 20, maybe 100 times more than

he paid for it?

No, of course he couldn't. That's
illegal in this state. It's conflict of

interest. Dobson would be crazy to try a
thing like that.

Sure, under his own name.

But what if he used a dummy middleman to
buy and sell it for him?

Wow. Illicit profits.

And fraud.

Which could add up to murder.

Yes, but you're still guessing about
this two and a half link in your chain,

aren't you?

Say, girl reporter, do you have any
influence on that paper you work for?

Sometimes.

Now, if Harry, uh... Barlow's attorney
couldn't find this so -called woman,

Bonnie, and chances are the murderer
couldn't find her either.

She's the one witness that can destroy
this frame -up.

She knows that, and she must. She's
hiding to protect her life.

I want you to run a personal ad in the
classified section, carefully worded,

asking this Bonnie woman to contact me
here.

Will do.

Oh, and keep running that every day.
Right.

Now, if you'll take me to the county
recorder's office, we'll see just how

of a pipe dream that number two and a
half is.

Here's what you're looking for.

A Max Taylor ranch sold to the Amos
Smith Real Estate Company with a court

passing title after a share of sale.

Smith Real Estate to Tri -State Power, 1
,500 acres.

Is there an address there for the Amos
Smith Real Estate Company?

Sure thing.

Wilshireville, small town north of here.

Thanks.

Shame you had to waste your time coming
here for the information. Probably got

it all sitting in your files.

In my files?

Well, your father's, I guess.

He was in here getting the same
information about a week or so, I guess,

he was killed in that accident.

As a lawyer, I maintain quite a few
confidence.

The Amos Smith real estate company is
only one of them.

It acted as a go -between for the
purchase and the subsequent resale of

Taylor ranch.

There's no secret about it. We bought 1
,500 acres at $10 an acre.

The land's practically worthless.

Not good for farming or cattle grazing.

Actually good for nothing.

Oh, not nothing, Mr. Smith. It
apparently was an ideal site for a

plant.

Not ideal, sir. It was the only site in
the whole state for that kind of plant.

A power company near this, they
willingly paid the asking price without

an eyelash.

Not only the fattest commission I ever
earned, it was the easiest.

What did the power plant pay for the 1
,500 acres?

Now, that's a matter between the buyer,
the seller, and me.

Mr. Smith, the Tri -State Power Company
is a public utility as well as being a

private corporation.

I don't have to tell you as an attorney
that with a company like that, the

details of any financial transactions
are available on proper inquiry.

$1 ,000 an acre.

Not bad.

Bought for $15 ,000, sold for a million
and a half.

You say you acted as go -between, Mr.
Smith.

Go -between for whom? I don't have to
answer that question, Miss Richards.

As an attorney...

There is, you know, the matter of a
lawyer -client privilege.

A lawyer and a client conspiring to
break the law and hiding it under the

technicality of a lawyer -client
relationship is not my idea of

Just you try to abuse that privilege,
Mr. Smith.

You let me subpoena you, and just you
try it.

Like father, like daughter.

Big Jack Richards.

Pious, mealy -mouthed Jack Richards.

He tried the same thing right here in
this office.

A shakedown.

Negative extortion.

There's nothing illegal about it.
Nothing to hide.

Big Jack Bridges didn't collect a cent
of blackmail money from me and neither

will you.

Tell you the same thing I told him.

Get out.

Both of you.

The county recorder said something about
an accident.

Exactly how did your father die?

An auto accident. He went off the
highway and over an embankment.

Where?

On this highway.

Two miles from here.

He was on his way back from
Wilshireville.

I'm seeing Amos Smith.

Now, shall we go?

You all right?

I know what you think.

My father tried to blackmail them, and
they killed him. And I think we tried to

blackmail them, and they're going to
kill us.

Well, I'll tell you something. My father
never blackmailed anybody.

My father never blackmailed anybody.

Phyllis. No, he didn't. Phyllis!

Any suggestions?

Yeah.

You find some poor innocent slob of an
ex -convict like Harry Barlow and frame

the rap on him.

Now, wait a minute, Mannix.

It's all right.

Miss Richards.

First, Mr. Mannix is assaulted.

Now, the both of you are.

But I can't tell anything from these
facts, which leads me to believe that

assaults had anything, anything to do
with the murder of Dobby Dobson by your

client. That's for the jury to decide
once they get the evidence.

Yes, Mr. Mannix.

All the evidence.

Including this letter.

Mr. Dobson, you promised to call back
and set up an appointment.

You didn't.

I tried to get you on the phone three
times today.

By now I can recognize a stall when it's
tried on me.

You're going to pay.

and pay through the nose.

And the longer you refuse to face that
fact, the more it's going to cost you.

Dobson received that letter on the day
that the man who sent it died.

He turned it over to me, charging
attempted blackmail.

I thought it best just to forget the
whole thing, but I'm sorry, I can't sit

it any longer.

Mr. Richards.

If you enter any evidence regarding the
Taylor Ranch, I shall be forced to enter

this letter as evidence.

Two dead men will be liable for their
reputations smeared.

Your father and Dobby Dobson.

You see, your father sent this letter to
Mr. Dobson.

You still have your father's files?

Thanks.

Here's the...

A copy of all the proceedings involved
in the sale of the Max Taylor ranch.

There's a copy of the letter that
Bartlett read us from my father to Dobby

Dobson. A letter to my father and my
father's reply.

From whom?

Some woman in Chicago.

Cousin of Max Taylor.

I thought the state took over the
property because there was no will, no

Isn't a cousin an heir?

An heir, yes, but...

Too late under the law to inherit.

You mean by the time the cousin found
Max Taylor was dead and got in touch

your father, the state legally owned the
property and had a right to sell it?

In non -legal terms, that's what
happened.

That's what my father told her.

He could only get her the auction price,
$15 ,000.

Would that still be true if he knew and
could prove that the sale of the ranch

was a fraud?

Why don't you ask what you really want
to know?

Did my father know enough to have the
sale set aside? Did he know enough to

blackmail Dobson?

I didn't ask that. You did.

Well, what's the difference who asked
it?

The answer's the same.

Yes, he knew enough to blackmail Dobson.

If he were capable of being a
blackmailer.

Martini's always make you thoughtful.

Yeah, pretty mixed up thoughts this
time.

A little man who wasn't there who
couldn't know.

You're late.

Mannix, has anybody answered the ad I
ran this afternoon about Barlow's

girlfriend, Bonnie?

No, not a word.

Some housefrau who was out on the town
for the first time in her life.

Afraid her husband or family might find
out.

More scared of being heard, I guess.

Oh, I think we can just scratch that
lead for now.

I'm not so sure.

I just got a phone call.

Anonymous. I think I know where she's
hiding.

Wish me luck.

You, uh, tired of living?

But she's a story.

And she's a witness you've got to have.

And she's dynamite that'll blow up in
anybody's face that gets close to her.

Sugar and spice and everything nice.

That's not what girl reporters are made
of. Now, why find out the hard way?

So what do we do?

Call the sheriff?

All right, give me the keys to your car,
the address, and then you go back to

Phyllis Richards' office and keep her
company with the doors locked tight.

To everybody but me.

Thank you.

Don't you think you ought to have a
doctor look at this? Oh, it's just a

scratch. You know, Harry Barlow's
girlfriend wasn't there. Never had been

That so -called newspaper tip was just
bait for you and me and Phyllis, maybe

all three of us. But kill us?

Why? Because we're digging too deep.

Did you get the name of that man out
there?

Driver's license.

Name was Edward Lewis.

Edward Lewis?

You know him?

He used to work for the DA's office.

He got a little rough with his hands and
they fired him about a year ago.

He, uh... He was involved in a couple of
Dad's cases.

Violence, murder for a price.

Well, that doesn't help us. Anybody with
little adult could have hired him.

I went through those files we brought up
from the cellar.

And?

I went through the transcript of the
trial with a fine -tooth comb.

I was looking for mistakes and
inconsistencies and writing them down.

Question, Counselor. When court
reconvenes tomorrow morning, are you

keep on representing Harry Barlow?

I'm not going to just represent him.

I'm going to fight for him.

Even if it means destroying your
father's image?

My father was no blackmailer.

And if he was, I'm still my father's
daughter.

Big Jack or Dirty Jack.

I still love him.

But I'm a lawyer with a client to
defend.

Based on your investigation, Sheriff,
would you please describe to the court

chain of events leading up to and
including the murder of Dobby Dobson

as the authorities have been able to
reconstruct that chain through the

evidence?

Well, after the safe was blown, the
burglar reached inside and took out a

cash box.

Now, Dobson, who must have heard the
burglar earlier, approached the burglar

pointed a gun at him.

The burglar was surprised and turned to
face Dobson, still holding the metal

cash box in his hand.

Dobson stepped closer.

The burglar panicked, swung down with
the metal cash box he had in his hand,

striking Dobson on the head and killed
him.

Thank you, Sheriff.

No further questions.

Mr. Mannix, as an expert witness
qualified to this court, Do you find the

in the sheriff's testimony consistent
with the inference that Harry Barlow

struck and killed Dobby Dobson?

No, I don't.

Why not, Mr. Mannix?

If it's all right with your honor, I'd
like to demonstrate physically to the

court.

Proceed with your demonstration, Mr.
Mannix.

Thank you.

Miss Richards, if you'll take the part
of the burglar, I will play the part of

the late Mr. Dobson.

Now, if you'll turn your back and kneel
as if you were pulling a cash box out of

a safe.

What are you doing at that safe?

I'll take the cash box.

Hold it.

Now, the coroner's report lists as the
cause of Dobson's death, the depressed

fracture of the lateral parietal region,
the right lateral parietal region.

Now, would you hit me on this side of
the head where Dobson was struck?

I can't. As long as I'm holding the box
this way, I can only hit your head on

the left side.

And if you wanted to hit me on the right
side, what would you do?

Right.

Now, would the defendant show his left
hand to the court, please?

Partial paralysis of the left hand.

Harry Barlow can't pick up or even hold
a book of matches. If his life depended

on it, he couldn't pick up anything as
big and as heavy as that metal cash box.

Let the record show that the defendant
has a congenital deformity of the left

hand. You may sit down.

Mr. Mannix, is it possible that Dobson
had his back turned to the burglar when

the blow was struck?

A man with a gun interrupts a burglar,
kneeling before an open safe, and then

turns his back on that burglar?

I don't think that's very likely.

Thank you, Mr. Mannix. You may return to
the stand.

Mr. Mannix, is there any other theory
which you could present at this time

would be consistent with the facts in
this case?

Jackson, Your Honor, counsel is asking
the witness to speculate.

The prosecution called this man to be an
expert witness.

If he has been certified by this court
as an expert to create inference for the

prosecution, he is equally qualified to
do the same for the defense.

Objection overruled. The witness will
answer the question.

Now, Mr. Mannix, is there any other
theory which is consistent with the

this case?

Yes. And what is that theory?

That Harry Barlow was deliberately
framed for a murder that he did not

Is there anything in the record or any
knowledge which you personally have

access to which would corroborate this
theory?

Yes, the facts concerning the
acquisition of the Max Taylor Ranch by

company.

Mr. Mannix, you were with me last night
in the sheriff's office when the

district attorney gave me a letter.

Is this the letter?

Yes.

Your Honor, I'd like to have this letter
marked for purposes of identification

only.

Let the exhibit be so marked.

All right, Mr. Mannix.

Will you please read this letter?

Mr. Dobson, you promised to call back
and set up an appointment. You didn't.

I tried to get you on the phone three
times today.

By now, I can recognize a stall when
it's tried on me.

You're going to pay and pay through the
nose.

And the longer you refuse to face that
fact, the more it's going to cost you.

The letter is signed by Jack Richards.

Thank you.

The district attorney characterized this
letter as an attempt by my father to

blackmail Dobby Dobson.

Is that consistent?

With your theory?

Consistent, but unlikely.

Why unlikely, Mr. Mannix?

Jack Richards was not a blackmailer. He
was a good lawyer fighting for a client,

fighting to dig out the truth.

I believe he was deliberately killed
because he was getting close to that

What truth?

The purchase of the Max Taylor Ranch was
a fraud engineered by Dobby Dobson for

an illegal profit of well over a million
dollars.

Again, as an expert witness.

What about the death of Dobby Dobson?

I believe Mr. Dobson had an accomplice
in the fraudulent sale of that ranch.

The accomplice killed Jack Richards.

But Dobson refused to go along with the
murder and threatened exposure.

The accomplice killed Dobson and then
framed Harry Barlow for that murder.

I have no further questions.

Mr.

Mannix, this, uh...

Excursion of yours into the never -never
land of theory.

Is it not possible that this theory of
yours is based on the fact that if the

defendant is innocent, then somebody
else must be guilty?

Put in those words. Yes, Mr. Mannix, put
in those words.

I suppose so, yes.

And this theatrical demonstration of
yours with the left hand and the right

hand, can you state in fact and in law?

That the defendant couldn't have struck
and killed the decedent by raising the

cash box with both hands?

It's possible.

And, Mr. Mannix, have you any proof, any
tangible shred of evidence that this

theory of yours is anything more than a
figment of your imagination?

It's what I believed happened.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Mr. Mannix.

To your knowledge, is there any such
proof, proof that Harry Barlow was

proof that your theory is fact and not
fiction?

Yes. What is that proof, please?

The testimony of a witness, a woman who
was with Harry Barlow miles from the

Dobson house at the time Dobson was
killed.

Is that witness and her testimony
available to this court?

I hope to have her here in the morning
when the court reconvenes.

Board is adjourned until 10 o 'clock
tomorrow morning.

I'm proud of you, Counselor.

You know, whoever this Bonnie is,
wherever she is, he just made a target

The murderer will kill her if he can to
stop her from testifying.

I know.

I hope you've got a rabbit to pull out
of that hat.

If you'll hold that.

The woman says it's an emergency. Won't
talk to anybody but you.

Put her through.

Sheriff, you call her.

Sheriff, this is Bonnie.

Well, now, the world is just full of
Bonnies, ma 'am. Which one are you?

Say, wait a minute. You're not the woman
who was with Harry Barlow, are you?

Oh, Harry couldn't have killed that man.

He couldn't.

Well, why didn't you come forward and
testify, ma 'am?

Because I'm scared, Sheriff.

I'm scared that real killer's gonna come
after me. I'm scared.

Well, scared or not scared, ma 'am,
you've got to testify.

A man's life depends on it.

Well, that's what Mr.

Mannix told me when I talked to him on
the phone.

I said I'd come in tonight, but I'm
frightened.

Ma 'am, there's nothing to be afraid of.
You just relax.

Supposing that I come and get you now,
you wouldn't be afraid then, would you?

Well, I... Well, where are you?

Well, I...

North of town?

Out by Grace Farms?

Is there some place I could hide till
you got here and be safe?

North of town? There's not much out
there.

Wait a minute. Do you know where the old
Penner house, the one that's half

burned out, is?

Is it safe?

Oh, it's safe, ma 'am. It's very safe.
You just go there and wait for me. And

try to stay out of sight.

All right?

Bonnie? Bonnie?

Bonnie?

This is Sheriff Eucola.

Is it safe, Sheriff?

Well, not as safe as if you'd never
called me.

I'm sorry, ma 'am. I'm really sorry. I
just don't have a choice.

All over, Sheriff.

Well, I figured only a law enforcement
officer would think of framing an ex

with a phony M .O. and an expert
witness.

That could have been me.

But it was Vucola who mentioned the fact
that Phyllis and I had gone to see Amos

Smith, and only Amos Smith knew that.

And Smith telephoned Vucola.

Right.

Vucola and Dobson were partners in using
Amos Smith as a front.

Which gives me a pretty good reason to
pay a call to Mr. Smith.

I'm just so glad it's all over.

You know, I've got a feeling Big Jack
would have liked your style.