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George, help her.

When?

And the second printing of the book will
be ready by October in time for

exploitation.

Yes? Mr. Mannix is here to see you. Yes,
good. Send him in.

Mr.

Mannix?

Mr. Diamond? Good, good. Come in. Sit
down.

Uh, this is the young lady I telephoned
you about.

Her name is Winifred Hills. She's my
private secretary.

Very pretty.

How long has she been missing?

Since Friday.

I was at my beach house. I was going
over some galley proofs.

And Lynn was supposed to come down to
the house and bring me some contracts to

sign. The office staff said she left
here about 12 o 'clock.

Mr. Mannix, you've got to find her for
me.

I assume you've checked out her family,
friends?

I have contacted everybody, every place.
I even called the hospitals.

Were you at your beach house all day?

No, I had to take my wife to emergency
hospital. There was an accident.

Your wife?

We've been separated for some time. As
soon as I can get her to give me a

divorce, I'm going to marry Winifred.

But your wife was at your beach house.

She has a habit of dropping in on me
uninvited.

She knows I don't like it, but she does
it anyway.

George?

Hi. Come on, let's go for a swim.

What are you doing here?

Oh, just visiting the Pattersons up the
beach.

Come on, I'll race you to that boat.

Not a chance. We've had riptides all
week.

Besides, I've got work to do.

Well, the least you can do is invite me
up for a drink.

I knew it was the only way I'd get rid
of her.

So I went in and built us a couple of
drinks.

But when I came out again...

I told her there were reptiles, but
she's stubborn to listen.

Anyway, the young man pulled her out of
the water.

Yes, come in.

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were
busy, George.

Oh, it's all right. Come on in, Clay.

Winifred still has those contracts, so I
drew up a new set this morning. Oh,

thanks. Could I see those?

Yes, of course. Mr. Mannix, this is Clay
Regals of our legal department.

How do you do?

Mr. Mannix is a private investigator.

I've retained him to find Winifred for
me.

Fine winter... Oh, come on, George.
She's only a few hours late for work.

Nobody's seen her since Friday, Clay.

Well, there's nothing to get into a
panic about. You'll be hearing from her.

When did you last see her, Mr. Regals?

Friday morning, just before she left for
the beach house.

Around 11, I guess.

Did she mention any weekend plans?

No, not to me, anyway.

Why, thanks, Clay.

Mr. Diamond, why didn't you go to the
police?

Mr. Maddox, I'm still a married man.

Any publicity would mean a scandal for
me and for Winifred.

I don't mind for myself, but... Well, I
can't let that happen to her.

I can't let anything happen to her.

Well, I'm glad someone's looking for the
poor child.

Why poor child?

Well, you should have seen her when she
left here.

Face swollen, eyes red.

As if she'd been crying her heart out.

When was that?

Friday night.

Friday? Are you sure?

About 8 .30.

I didn't ask any questions because I
don't pry into my tenant's business.

Is she in trouble?

Tell me, does your switchboard operator
keep a record of outgoing calls?

Total calls, yes.

That's my number, all right, Mr. Mannix.
Why do you ask?

Winifred Hill called here three or four
times on Friday. I understand she

finally got through about 8 p .m. My
husband's secretary?

How very sweet of her.

But I don't remember any calls.

Jerry, come here a moment, will you?

Why so interested in Miss Hill?

She seems to have disappeared.

Oh, now that is serious.

I'll bet my husband's absolutely lost
without her.

Hi, you want to see me?

Mr. Mannix, this is Jerry Smith, the
young man who saved me from a watery

I heard about that.

How did you happen to be there?

Well, I was just walking down the beach.
I heard her yelling for help.

And the foolish boy refuses to accept a
reward.

Job was all I needed.

Now I've got one.

Mr. Mannix would like to know if anyone
called for me here on Friday night.

Yes, Chick buzzed.

Said she'd heard about your little
donkey.

Little donkey?

Did she leave her name?

No. When I said Mrs. Diamond was okay,
she hung up.

Thanks.

Run along now, lifesaver.

Imagine Miss Hill being so concerned
about my little dunking.

Coffee? No, thank you.

Sweet, dewy -eyed Winifred Hill.

He has my husband acting like an
oversexed schoolboy.

I keep hoping he'll come to his senses.

In fact, that's why I stopped at the
beach house on Friday.

Was he expecting you?

No,

I was visiting friends up the beach.

I just thought I'd stop in and...

Talk things out with George.

He was busy as usual.

Probably up to his earlobes in galley
proofs.

When I mentioned that magic word
divorce, he sent it to take a walk with

I told him how much our marriage meant
to me.

I promised I'd forget this little fling
he's having.

What do you mean by fling? I want to
marry her.

George, you're acting like a schoolboy.
All she cares about is your money.

Stella, are you going to give me a
divorce or not?

No. I won't let you make a fool of
yourself.

Stella, I'm warm. George!

For the last time, you listen to me.

Stella! Let go of me, George. Let go,
George.

I don't know if it was an accident or
not.

I'm not sure if I fell or if I was
pushed.

Are you saying your husband was trying
to kill you?

I don't know, Mr. Mannix, but my death
would have simplified his life

considerably.

Oh, yes, just a moment.

It's your secretary.

Thank you.

Yeah, Peggy.

Hi.

Dorothy, you know, in traffic downtown?

Well, she ran a check on Winifred Hill's
license, and she found out that the

police put a tow -away sign on that car
this afternoon.

Where is it?

On Sycamore Street, outside of a place
called Belmont Towers, where Clay Regals

live.

Bye.

Well, Mr. Mannix, what can I do for you?

Hey.

Just what the devil do you think you're
doing?

All right, Regals, where is she? Where
is who?

Winifred Hill. How would I know? You can
just get out of here. Sit down.

What's going on?

Her car is parked outside your
apartment. How do you explain that?

I can't. I don't know.

You've seen her since Friday morning,
haven't you?

No. Those contracts you gave George
Diamond this morning, you said you drew

new set.

Yet the date on the contract is Friday
the 18th, so Winifred must have given

them to you.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Okay.

Operator, give me the police.

Wait a minute. Now, that isn't
necessary. Now, look, you're mixed up in

somehow, Regals. If anything happens to
that girl... All right. All right. Just

hang up, will you? Nothing's happened to
her.

Hey, operator, forget it.

Oh, man, it never fails. Try to be the
nice guy, and I always end up the heavy.

Okay.

Winifred came by here Friday night,
about nine, to drop off those contracts.

She'd been to the beach house that
afternoon.

Yeah, I know.

I don't know what happened down there,
but she looked like she'd been through

earthquake. I fixed her a drink and...
Well, she started to cry.

Said she had to get away for a few days
to think things out.

And she didn't want George to know where
she was.

And she left her car here?

She asked me if I'd trade cars with her
so George couldn't track her down.

He's like that, you know.

Everything has to be on his terms.

I'll need a description of the car she's
using.

Oh, come on. Mannix, give her a break.
She's a nice kid.

George is just using her to feed his
ego.

She doesn't want him to find her.

But not for the reason she gave you.

What do you mean? I know Winifred. She
wouldn't lie about a thing like that.

Why not?

Everybody else is.

Your car regals describe it.

Blue convertible, license number XXM582.
Got it. I'll call my friend down in

traffic. You're going to have to do more
than that, Peggy.

I want you to try every hotel and motel
in this area.

Oh, fine.

Now, look, the girl's in trouble. She
may have seen something she shouldn't

seen. For instance?

I'm not sure.

I'll have to ask my client.

Diamond? Is that where you're going now?

Yeah, I tried his home. He wasn't there.

He's probably working late.

Look, I'll check with you later.

You all right?

No, I'm not all right.

I feel like somebody put a pleat in my
head.

Did you see who it was?

No.

I was standing over at the bookcase.

I heard somebody at the door before I
could turn around, though the lights

off.

Hey, that ought to help.

Thanks. I came over here to get my
revolver.

I keep it in this drawer.

Right here, that's when I got clobbered.
Whoever it was must have stolen my gun.

Yeah, and he used it on me.

You mean he took a shot at you? That's
right.

Oh, look, Mannix, this is more than I
bargained for. I just hired you to find

Wynn. Now they're hitting me on the
head, somebody is. They're taking a shot

you.

Do you realize Wynn could be in danger,
too? You've got to find her for me,

Mannix. What kind of a gun did you have?

It was a Pearl Handle .32 caliber. Well,
it was kind of a collector's item.

Had it around here for years. I've never
had any reason to use it.

Give me the police.

Wait a minute.

No police.

Look, Mr. Diamond, this is not just a
missing person case anymore. I told you

didn't want any police when we started
all this. You told me a lot of things,

Mr. Diamond.

Including a pack of lies.

I want to know what really happened on
Friday.

I told you that this morning.

This time you're going to tell me the
truth.

I wonder if it was at your beach house
on Friday, wasn't she? You saw her

Yeah, I did.

And she saw something that made her run
away.

I want to know what it was and how it
happened.

I didn't tell you this before.

Because I was afraid that you'd
misinterpret it the way Wynn did.

Try me.

All right.

I was working on the sun deck.

Stella came by.

I didn't want to see her, but she said
we'd discuss the divorce, so I took a

walk down by the rocks.

We've invested nine years in each other.

Doesn't that mean anything to you? Not
anymore. I'm sorry.

What if I told you I loved you?

That you mean everything to me.

Would you believe me?

Let's just say I think you'd be a little
out of character, Ben. Well, it's true.

If I lost you, George, I really don't
know what I'd do.

You'd model through.

I'm not sure I'd want to.

What's that supposed to mean?

Oh, George, do I have to say it? I'm not
very much at melodrama.

Come on, Stella, you're not exactly the
suicide type.

Then you won't reconsider.

You go ahead. I'm going for a swim. Now
don't be ridiculous.

Would it make any difference to you if
something did happen to me?

Will you stop being difficult?

Stella!

Why didn't you go in after her?

Well, I started to, but... Something
stopped me.

Suddenly, I had the strange feeling that
she wanted me in that water.

Stella's always been a good swimmer.

Just wasn't like her to panic that way.

And then I saw the young man swimming
toward her.

She'd be all right.

So I started back to the house.

Called the lifeguard station and zoomed
in.

In case she needed emergency treatment.

And that's when I saw Winifred.

I could tell from the way she acted, she
had the wrong idea of what happened out

there.

That's why I hired you to find her,
Mannix. She's got to know the truth.

This strange feeling you had while your
wife was in the water, how do you

explain that?

I think Stella was faking me. I think
baiting me. I think she wanted me in the

water.

Look, as a widow, she'd have the whole
estate.

Um, I think she'd have a pretty tough
time doing that job alone.

Yeah, but what about that beach boy who
just happened to be there? Between the

two of them, I wouldn't have stood a
chance.

You think he was involved in all of
this, huh? I don't know. I don't know.

be. Stella's always got some kind of
young Adonis hanging around.

Believe me, she can be very persuasive
when she puts her heart into it.

It's very funny.

She claims you tried to kill her.

Well, that doesn't surprise me.

But why?

What am I supposed to gain by that?

You'd be free.

That's what you want, isn't it?

What about tonight?

You think I...

Took a couple of shots at you and then
hit myself on the head?

It's been known to happen.

Set up an alibi.

All right, all right. Let's... Just for
the fun of it, let's say that I shot at

you and then I slugged myself on the
head.

What about the gun? I wouldn't have had
time to hide it.

Where is it?

Look, Mannix, all of my life... I've
gotten what I wanted to. I have never

to commit murder to do it.

Mr. Diamond, do you have somewhere that
you can stay tonight?

Someplace where you'd be safe?

Yeah.

Yeah, I have a... I have a membership
card at the Brantwood Athletic Club.

I'll drop you off.

All right, good.

Mannix, this is important to me. I've
told you the truth.

All of it.

I want you to believe me.

Maybe I will.

When I hear the same story from someone
else. Who?

Jerry Smith.

Your wife's beach boy.

Operator, get me homicide.

Bullet. 32 caliber, I'd say.

I'll have ballistics check on it.

Her husband's gun.

It was stolen from his office.

When?

Tonight, about 8 o 'clock.

By Jerry Smith?

Possibly. Did you see him use the gun?

No.

But he was in the house when I got here.

So was this.

A cufflink.

Initials GED, George Edward Diamond.

Where'd you find it?

Under the body.

Maybe his gun wasn't stolen after all.

Wait a minute, Joe.

How do you fit into all this?

When I find out, I'll let you know.

Put out an APB on George Diamond.

Do you know where I can find him? It's
very important.

Oh, never mind. He just walked in.
Thanks anyway.

Where have you been? I've been calling
all over town for you.

Trying to locate a client.

George Diamond?

Yeah.

Wasn't at the club. And he's not at his
apartment in town.

He was at the club a half hour ago. Just
talked to him.

Thanks.

I wonder where he went.

Probably to see Winifred Hill.

Winifred? That's why I was trying to
call you. I located that blue

she was driving.

You didn't tell Diamond where she is.

Of course.

That's what he's paying us for, isn't
it?

Peggy, the man's wanted for murder.

Murder?

Winifred may have seen him trying to
kill his wife at the beach. Now, if he

to her before we do...

Oh, Joe, I'm sorry. I didn't know.

Yeah, I know, I know.

He had me fooled, too. Somehow he must
have staged that shootout in his office.

Where is she, Peggy?

Holiday House, room 11.

On the coast highway.

The manager.

Miss Hill, I'm sorry.

Go away. You're not the manager. Get out
of here.

Just relax, Miss Hill. I'd like to help
you.

Who are you? What do you want?

My name is Mannix. I'm a private
investigator. George Diamond hired me to

you.

All right.

You found me.

Now what?

Well, first, I think we'd better get you
out of this place. No.

He knows you're here.

He couldn't possibly know.

You didn't know yourself till a moment
ago.

You don't have to tell him, do you?

I mean, I can pay you. I have some
money. Miss Hill.

I don't want your money.

What do you want?

I want to know exactly what you saw down
at the beach house on Friday.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Now, look, Miss Hill, if George Diamond
is a killer, we're both in trouble.

Now, you tell me exactly what you saw
down there.

George called me at the office.

He said he wanted me to bring out some
contracts.

I went around the side of the house,
down to the sun porch, and then I heard

woman's voice, a shout like a cry of
fear.

I could see George and his wife. They
were on the rocks, struggling, fighting.

The next thing I knew,

Stella was in the water, screaming for
help.

Would you say she was pushed, or did she
fall?

I couldn't see clearly enough.

The sun was glaring in my eyes.

But if she had fallen, George would have
tried to save her, wouldn't he?

He didn't.

He just stood there, watching his wife
drown.

Did you see anybody else at all?

There was a motorboat out there
somewhere.

And the boy who rescued Stella, he
seemed to appear out of nowhere.

It's a good thing he did or she would
have drowned.

Obviously, George had no intention of
saving her.

When he saw the boy, he ran away.

That's when he saw me.

And I've been running ever since.

Miss Hill, could you maybe have
misinterpreted the whole incident?

Did George pay you to tell me that?

Then you honestly believe he would try
and kill you?

I don't know what I think anymore.

I only know I'm afraid.

I'm afraid of George.

Of myself, of everything.

fallen in love with a murder.

We got our way.

Homicide, Crawford.

Pete, I'm at the Holiday House.

I finally got a lead on George Diamond.

What kind of a lead?

Well, I caught up with Winifred Hill. He
took a shot at us and then took off.

Took her with him. He got away.

I found his gun.

A .32 caliber.

All right, stay put. We'll be right
there.

Mr. Diamond, you may as well come along
with us. We may need your help.

Took a shot at us through that window.

He must have dropped his gun when he
ran.

George Diamond.

Check it out.

I will.

Oh, don't forget, that's my
handkerchief.

Mr. Diamond, would you come in here,
please?

Nice. Where's Winifred? I'll ask the
questions, if you don't mind. First of

is this your gun?

Yes, that's my gun. It was stolen from
my office last night.

Thank you.

Where is she? We'll find her, Mr.
Diamond.

Now, if you'll just wait outside,
please.

Mr. Diamond was in custody when you
called, Joe. That's why he couldn't

have fired that shot.

And incidentally, he didn't kill his
wife either.

How do you know?

Coroner's report.

She'd been dead at least two hours when
you found her.

That would place the time of death at 8
o 'clock.

Do you have any idea where Diamond was
at 8 last night?

Yeah.

Yeah, he was with me in his office
nursing a headache.

Exactly.

You're his alibi.

Cuff link.

Stolen gun.

Killer's trying to frame Diamond.

And murder Winifred and try and hang
that on Diamond, too.

Not if we find her first.

Now let's start with a description of
the car.

Wait a minute, where are you going?

If you wanted to kill a girl and pin it
on diamond, where would you take her?

You tell me what's going on.

Mr. Diamond, that beach house of yours,
is there anybody there?

No.

Well, there's going to be.

Stay here and wait for the lab man. Show
us how to get there. Come on.

He... He tried to kill me.

In the water.

Take it easy. You're safe now.

Where'd he go?

He heard your car and he ran away.

Maddox, is she all right?

Is she all right?

I'll let her tell you.

It's all right, it's all right, it's all
right.

I was so wrong about you, about
everything.

No, Shino, come here.

Here, Mannix.

I almost got him, Mannix.

He was too quick for me.

Who? George.

George. George Simon.

He was going to drown Winifred over
there.

He'd have made it, too, if I hadn't come
over.

Nice try, Clay.

But it won't work.

What do you mean? It's the truth.

No, I've heard the truth from four
different people, each one telling it

way. Would you like to hear my version?

Your version?

Yeah.

It happened on Friday, remember?

Right out there on those rocks.

Do you remember, Clay?

Stella?

Relax, Clay.

That's the way you and Stella planned
it, wasn't it?

It's all in the point of view, Clay.

See?

Just keep looking.

Remembering.

He's gonna save her.

The boat was there in George's story and
Winifred's.

The only one who didn't mention the boat
was Stella.

That's your boat out there, isn't it?

Where'd you get that idea?

There's a trailer hitch on the back of
your car.

Oh, yeah, Clay.

That's you out there.

You can't see from here.

No.

But Winifred could.

That's why you wanted to kill her.

She didn't see me? That's right, Clay.

But there's still one gap in your story.

You were so close to Stella, you were
even ready to help her kill her husband.

And controlled it all.

Why did you kill her?

That's why.

Not there.

slobbering over each other.

Ever since Friday, it's been like that.

Anywhere, anytime.

Even the other night.

Jerry took off because he was getting
involved in something he couldn't

You understand, don't you, Mannix?

I had to do what I did.

Yeah.