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("Alfred Hitchcock" theme music)
- Good evening.
This is the latest in private yachts.
I bought it at a war surplus store.
It has many advantages over the normal yacht.
I find that fewer of my friends freeload,
and then of course, the fact
that my little craft came with torpedoes
adds zest to yacht racing.
I am not merely the first to cross the finish line,
I am frequently the only one.
Tonight's story is about the battle of the sexes.
Actually in the case of this couple,
open warfare would be a better phrase.
I believe I am directly on target.
Suppose you take a look.
(dramatic music)
- You're late, Baines.
- I was working on your zoning difficulty, Mr. Brisson.
- Just tell me, am I in the clear?
- Oh, the council votes tomorrow afternoon.
- Yes, I know.
- Oh, I think so.
It's just a formality then.
- Baines, I'm paying you to--
- Yes, Mr. Brisson.
That's my money.
- [Joe] Shut up, Baines, start walking.
- But what are you worried about?
You'll get your yes vote tomorrow.
- Pick up your case and walk away.
We've been followed.
- I don't see anybody.
- [Joe] Get lost.
- But what about my money?
- Tomorrow, Baines.
- No money, no vote.
- We'll see about that.
(ominous music)
Tough guy.
- I get paid, Mr. Brisson.
- Which one of my competitors is gonna know what I'm doing?
- Your wife.
- Thank you.
Would you pass the hors d'oeuvre tray
to Miss Lawrence please?
- [Walter] Thank you.
- Walter, just where is my husband?
- Well, I know that he has a late business appointment.
- Business appointment, it's after eight o'clock.
- Joe sees people at all hours.
- All on business?
(ominous music)
- Ask him yourself, Lisa.
- Put this on my desk, will you?
What's that woman doing here?
- It's a little surprise party, darling.
- I don't like surprise parties, big or little.
- Well, how'd it go?
- No good.
I was followed.
- Why do you take chances, Joe?
Just give me the word, and I'll see that Baines
or anybody else is paid off.
Think about it.
Just give me the word, Joe.
- Better catch up, darling.
You're only an hour late.
- You know I can't stand Betty Lawrence.
- Oh now Joe, she's our friend.
- Your friend.
- Joe, don't be so hard on her,
and please try to smile.
- I don't smile without a reason.
- They're not going to see you for at least two months.
And don't you know, they think it's awfully important
to be in close touch with Joe Brisson?
Whenever you leave for Europe or South America
or wherever they're selling land cheap,
it's "Bon voyage, Joe."
And when you come back home, it's "Welcome home, Joe."
You know perfectly well,
if I had told you that Walter was bringing her to dinner,
you probably wouldn't have even come home
to change your clothes.
Am I right?
- I had a business appointment this evening.
I've got another one.
- Oh yes, I am sorry about Anna.
She's going to miss your way of saying goodbye.
- Hannah?
- Anna.
Would you like me to phone her and tell her
that you're sorry you won't be able to see her tonight?
Unfortunately, Joe must eat and run.
It seems that there's some other people
that he must see tonight
before we buzz off to London together. (laughs)
Business appointments.
- Walter never likes to discuss his business affairs
of his clients outside the office.
- Well you see, I am a part
of Joe's business 24 hours a day.
I'd say half, wouldn't you Walter?
We don't have any business secrets,
do we darling?
- Nothing but confidence in each other's ability.
To you, my business partner,
my business inspiration, dealer in private detectives.
To you, my wife.
You will excuse us.
- At it again.
- Yeah.
- You can't push me about like your lady friends.
- What about Anna?
- What did you say about private detectives?
- You hired one to follow me.
Get out of here.
Now!
- I should think you'd like to lower your voice.
- I'll talk as loud as I want in my own house.
- Get my wrap, we're getting out of here.
- I agree with you, darling.
- [Joe] What about Anna?
- I've broken one of our rules, haven't I?
I said another woman's name straight
to your tired business man's face.
Am I awful?
Can you ever forgive me?
- Lisa, you're a woman, but you're sensible.
You're an understanding wife,
who's all wrapped up in my position in this community.
And believe me, Anna or no Anna,
we're going to keep it that way.
- Oh no, we're not going to keep it that way.
- Well, what will shut you up about Anna?
- A divorce.
- I didn't hear you.
- A divorce.
- Because of Anna?
- Is there another woman?
- What about London?
- I'm not going to London.
- Fine.
- What? - Divorce.
You got one.
- I want a settlement.
- Get in there.
- That's right, darling.
Why don't you just hit me in public
and then I'll get every single thing you've got?
- I said get in there!
- They probably think we're going to kiss and make up
or something unusual like that.
- What kind of settlement?
- A big fat settlement.
- Sure, like most of your rich girlfriends.
- 3/4.
- 3/4 of what?
- Of the Brisson Land Development Company.
- Oh no, that's mine.
- Our Brisson Land Development Company.
- Never.
- My Brisson Land Development Company.
I helped you build it all.
If it hadn't been for me,
you'd have nothing but an empty lot
that you blackmailed from the owner.
Oh darling, you really mustn't look like that.
I mean, you're not a goon anymore, remember?
That was 20 years ago.
Now you're a civilized pillar of society.
You really need a face to match.
- Can't you shut up?
- I'm awfully sorry that I'm not able
to go to London with you.
I know how much you rely on my social touch
for all that drawing room business.
- I can hire a hostess.
- Exactly, and that's why I want out.
But I don't just want out, Joe.
I want to take it with me.
Oh, you'll be able to make it again.
Even if I leave you with nothing but an empty lot
for a stake, you have what it takes, Joe.
For making money that is.
- You can take the empty lot and the divorce.
- Just give me 3/4 of the Brisson Land Development Company
without any trouble, won't you?
- I'll give you nothing but trouble.
50% is all any lawyer'd get for you.
- You forget my lawyer has hired
that marvelous private detective that's been focused on you,
Joe, for six weeks.
- Maybe he'll forget.
- Oh no.
But he is so sick of your face
and your voice and your movements
that his fee is extraordinarily high,
but then I wanted extraordinary evidence.
- I said I'd give you a divorce
and a fair settlement.
- The detective has given us your letters to Anna.
Poor Joe.
Did I really inhibit you so?
- I'm glad you understand me better at last,
if only at a distance.
- But the world needs to know you better, Joe.
I have the makings of a best-selling novel.
I wanna write the story of Joe Brisson,
real estate operator.
It'll be a serial that'll tantalize the public
first in court,
when they read your letters to Anna, then (laughs).
- You want a divorce to marry Bobby Davenport,
control his land, use his big name.
You wanna be a Davenport, don't you?
- I don't know what I wanna do with all your money
and my freedom.
No doubt many impoverished names will call me,
the Davenports, the Spriggs, the Woodridges.
I'm still somewhat of a dish, you know.
- 50% and no publicity.
- No deal.
Oh, now Joe, your background is showing.
Joe, you're going to throw it all away,
everything we've built up together, your precious image.
(ominous music)
Creep!
(doorbell rings)
- You're early.
- Should I come back in an hour?
- Certainly not, come on in, will you?
- [Lisa] You sure?
- I'm alone, you can see for yourself.
- I'm not checking up on you, Bobby.
Be glad I'm early.
Hello, Mr. Davenport.
- Hello, Mrs. Brisson.
Did you tell him anything?
- I told him everything.
- What?
- Enough to kill him.
- I need a drink.
Do you need a drink, Lisa?
- Bobby, you're all tense.
I think you better sit down.
- I need a drink first.
- Bobby, sit down.
I'll rub your neck.
That'll be better for you.
- I know you're practically Joe's business partner,
but I thought you were on my side.
- Now look Bobby.
Let's get this straight.
I do not want your land.
- That land's been in my family for years, Lisa.
The Davenport family.
Now, your company can't call in the loan
and use the property for a housing development.
And the loan you asked Joe to give me,
it wasn't a 1/3 of the land value.
- But you said you were sure to pay back the money
from your winnings.
- I said it.
Nothing's completely foolproof.
Can't you tell me what Joe's going to do?
Is he giving me more time to pay?
- I don't know.
- Are you lying to me?
- Yes, I am.
- Why?
- I want you to win, Bobby,
and beat out Joe.
I want you to get your hands on that money,
keep the land and make Joe the loser.
But not to win and then turn against me,
because I helped you.
Then I'd be the next loser on your list.
- Do you love me?
- Darling,
why else in this world would I be here now?
- Bugged, bugged!
Every word.
- Oh Joe.
- Will you forget about those letters?
They got her everything she needs.
- I know they're here.
I hid them so well.
Haven't you got any letters of hers?
- No.
- [Anna] To anyone?
- No, no letters, no nothing.
- Well, I'm so sorry for your trouble.
What can I do to help you?
Joe.
Oh Joe, look at your Anna.
- Why did you keep those letters?
- I couldn't throw them away.
- You don't keep letters like that.
- I only keep them,
because I have just a small part of you for myself.
And your letters are very precious to me.
Don't you want your letters to be precious to me?
- My business is what's precious to me, my reputation.
- What can I do?
- Are they paying you?
- For what?
You've given me everything, Joe.
- They'll pay you to testify against me in court.
- I'll never say anything to hurt you, Joe.
- Of course you won't.
- Brisson, Brisson, who and what is a Brisson
in this part of the country, in any pat of the country?
You new people think you can buy up anything,
put up anything, condemn houses,
run people off, build ballparks.
- Since when do you care about people, Bobby?
I thought it was horses with you?
- You're both out to wreck me,
and I know it.
- Me Bobby?
You know, you better listen to what you're saying,
because I'm listening to you.
- The Brisson Land Development Company
is half your business, isn't it?
- 75% actually.
- You're asking Joe for 75%?
- Not asking, demanding.
- [Bobby] He'll never give it up.
He'd be crazy to do that.
- He'll give it all up before I'm through with him.
- I'm with you.
We'll work it out together, right Lisa?
- Bobby, let's not drink like that, dear.
- Never see me again.
If we pass in the street, look straight ahead.
If we're introduced in public, not likely,
but say, "Hello, Mr. Brisson"
without running your hand up and down my shirtfront.
- Yes, Joe.
- Mr. Brisson to you.
- Yes Mr. Brisson.
- Deny everything anybody ever asks you about me,
admit nothing, you never knew me, understand?
- I never knew you, Joe.
- Mr. Brisson!
- Yes sir.
- Yes sir what?
(soft music)
(water trickling)
- You're so quiet, Joe.
No questions?
- Oh, where were you?
- I don't ask you, and you don't ask me.
Remember the rules.
- Where were you?
- Out.
- Sit down.
- When I'm ready.
- The rules are off.
Remember, you said so yourself.
- Anarchy Joe, everybody for themselves,
winner take all.
- Why can't you sit down?
- I can do anything I want.
When I'm ready.
- I'll give you the settlement you asked for, Lisa.
- Of course you will.
- Right, I can make more money for myself.
You can't lose in land out here.
- How reasonable you've become.
All in one evening you've become so reasonable, Joe.
Did Anna-- - Shut up about Anna.
There's no reason to go to court, rough each other up
and the business.
- And the business, of course not.
Just as long as you sign all the papers
my lawyers give you to sign,
then I'm off to Nevada for a very quiet divorce.
- Oh, I'll sign the papers
if Walter says they're reasonable.
- And while our lawyers fight, we can be friends.
Is that the way you want it, Joe?
- I don't mind being friends.
It's the way we started out.
- Did we?
- Can't you agree to anything?
- Don't I look agreeable to you, Joe?
- Yes, Lisa.
You're attractive and you know it.
- Just as long as you know it, Joe.
- [Joe] I've always known it.
- So I've noticed.
- Anna meant nothing to me.
- Just a little pickup, is that it, Joe?
- Yes, all right.
- Say it, Joe.
Tell me what Anna is.
- I'm not going to see her again,
if that means anything to you.
- Joe.
Dear, dear Joe.
You know if I had known that a divorce
would make such a nice person out of you,
such a sugar person,
I would have suggested divorce years ago.
I'm tired, Joe.
- You don't look tired.
- You must be tired.
You look tired.
Oh and when I think of that long trip
you have starting for you tomorrow night,
all the way to London and all alone,
who in the world's going to look after you, Joe?
- You could still come with me.
We're partners.
Get the divorce a month or so from now.
- Is that business offer?
- [Joe] Yeah, it's business
between business partners.
- Equal partners, Joe?
Colleagues?
- It'll be more your business than mine.
- I want the Bobby Davenport promissory note
and the deed he put up for collateral.
- And I want $300,000 for 'em.
- I'll give 5% of the business back to you.
- [Joe] 10%.
- Leaving me with only 65%?
- And the Davenport note, which he can't pay.
Have you any idea what that land's going to be worth?
- All right, agreed.
65% and Bobby's note and deed.
- How are you going to use them, Lisa?
- Use them?
I just want them.
Maybe I'll give them back to him.
- You won't.
- Joe, you're so persuasive,
so all business man when you need to be.
- All right, you don't come.
Get your divorce starting tomorrow.
- Bobby Davenport's in town, you know?
- No, I didn't know.
- He wants to have lunch with you tomorrow.
- You saw him tonight?
- I see my friends at night, yes.
Not business acquaintances.
- I thought you weren't interested in Bobby Davenport?
- I wasn't, I am now.
- You're still my wife, Lisa.
- Oh yes, yes, legally.
Definitely.
I wouldn't have it any other way for the moment.
You've lost me, Joe.
- No, not yet.
- Forever and forever and forever.
Because you never found me in the first place.
- But you married me.
- For money.
- No, that's not true.
- Oh, that's right.
I thank you for that, Joe.
I salute you.
I could even kiss you.
I really haven't done too badly
for a woman that is.
- You're getting everything you want.
- And you're not, are you Joe?
And you know why?
- Come here.
- Why Joe, I didn't know you were a European husband.
- I'm a husband all right.
- My Joe, darling.
I never knew you.
I thought you were somebody else.
- Stand still. - And be crushed?
Oh no, Joe.
I want to live, and you don't want me to live.
I can see that, Joe.
I can see it in your eyes.
Your eyes hate me.
- I don't hate you, Lisa.
- [Lisa] Your eyes tell me everything.
(dramatic music)
(Lisa laughs)
- Most peculiar.
I see nothing but mud.
Perhaps that's because we're approaching a station break.
Following the stop, we shall proceed
with the second half of our journey.
- I prefer to see people
by a previous appointment, Mr. Brisson.
But in your case, I'm making an exception.
- You're very generous with your time, Mr. Foyle.
- Generous?
I am not generous.
Time is money as you well know.
- And bad times cost more money.
- You understand as a professional private detective
as opposed to less professional operators in my business,
I will not be able to discuss your case
in any substance, any more
than I unfortunately already have.
- I'd like to hire you, Mr. Foyle.
- [George] You mean engage my services, don't you?
- Give you money to do something for me.
- Well precisely what is the nature
of your problem, Mr. Brisson?
- Since I don't want to compromise you, Mr. Foyle,
you are a very scrupulous man.
Have you finished with Mrs. Brisson's case?
- As far as I'm concerned,
the case is closed and I'm no longer being retained
in any capacity, if that's what you mean.
- Good, then you can work for me, right?
- [George] It's a possibility.
- I'll give you $5,000 to return certain letters
and other evidence to me.
- And if I say no?
- [Joe] 10,000.
- You're very persuasive.
- How much, Foyle?
- Good day, Mr. Brisson.
- All right, keep your lousy evidence.
- I no longer have any evidence, Mr. Brisson.
And I never form a private judgment.
- Except how high the bill should be.
- Ah yes.
- How would you like to earn $25,000?
- Well just what is it you wish me to do, Mr. Brisson?
- Deal with my wife.
Do whatever is necessary.
- Now I understand you.
Murder is the operative word.
Well, I'm gonna tell you something, Mr. Brisson.
There is not enough money in the Mint
for you and me to make any deal
that might prove to your benefit.
I don't like you.
Get it?
- I get it.
- I haven't forgotten that beating in the parking lot.
- Oh, I should have finished the job there.
- Ah, murder's really on your mind, Mr. Brisson.
- How would you like me to inform the police
about your proposition regarding Mrs. Brisson?
I think you'd better get out of here.
Now.
(dramatic music)
Hello, this is George Foyle.
May I speak to Mrs. Brisson please?
- Eat, Bobby, eat.
- [Bobby] No, thank you very much.
I've had enough.
- Food's good here, right?
Good club.
- I don't pay much attention to food.
- [Joe] Hung up on horses, right?
- Right.
- Lisa thinks horses are first class.
Dreams about 'em.
Can you tell me why?
I mean, I really don't know, Bobby.
But you know about horses and women,
promissory notes, upper class stuff.
- Let's not discuss that, Joe.
- Why, because I don't have any?
You mean, I'm not the equal of you natural landowners?
Oh, that's crude, Bobby.
Like me, not high class like you.
No, Joe Brisson is if anything, middle class,
having climbed a long way.
But he still, you say, isn't the equal of Bobby Davenport?
Yes, no?
- Are you calling in the loan?
- Eat your lunch.
- I want an extension.
- [Joe] Extensions are bad business, Bobby.
- Is that final?
- Nothing's final until I make up my mind.
Yes, no, bang bang.
Then you'll know whether being a Davenport means anything
in North Bay anymore.
- When will that be?
- A couple days, couple weeks, maybe months when I get back.
- Are you sure you'll make the decision?
- [Joe] I'm president of the company, right?
- What is Lisa?
- I wouldn't mention her to me
while you're eating my lunch.
- [Bobby] She talks about you incessantly.
- Talk about her incessantly.
What does she say?
- Well for starters, she's very excited
about gaining control
of the Brisson Land Development Company.
Have you actually agreed to that?
You must want a divorce like nothing else, Joe.
No other way?
- Lisa's earned her share of the company.
She's got some good ideas.
In fact, when it comes to taking over defunct companies,
Lisa's my expert on jugular veins.
I'll miss her.
- Perhaps I'd prefer to be taken over by Lisa.
- You know Bobby, if you weren't a Davenport,
you'd be a nothing.
A nothing is a Davenport without his land.
- Lisa will take good care of the Davenports.
She knows how to do business.
- [Joe] When did you talk to her last?
- Last night.
- I was with her early this morning.
Let me tell you something, Bobby.
Lisa doesn't wanna marry you
or keep you in gambling money
or save your precious estate
or anything else.
Who knows my wife better than me?
What kind of cheese, Bobby?
- Lisa, I asked you to marry me.
- [Lisa] I did hear you the first time.
- Then answer me.
- You're shouting at the wrong person, Bobby.
- Lisa, I'm sorry.
It's just that I--
- Do you really want me, Bobby?
- Yes.
- Do you really need me?
- I do.
- How?
- I love you, Lisa.
- All right.
- [Bobby] You don't believe me.
- I don't know whether I believe you or not, Bobby.
Let me see, how long has it been?
- Been?
- Yes, we met in Miami
about three years ago, didn't we?
Now, all of a sudden you want to marry me.
Why?
Did Joe say something about the promissory note
that helped make up your mind?
- I said I love you.
I wanna marry you.
I wasn't talking about notes.
- You aren't?
Well, I am.
I must.
You see, I've got to start thinking
more like a businesswoman, Bobby.
I mean, you can understand that.
- Lisa, I thought you wanted to marry me
if I asked you.
- You see Bobby, I've had to do some very serious thinking.
Now that I'm going to be in control of the company,
I'm not going to be able to make any personal decisions.
Every decision I make must be for the good of the company,
the stockholders, the employees.
That's my responsibility.
Your note is past due.
And your land is quite marketable.
- Well, you can have the land.
If we're married, it won't make any difference.
We'll call it a wedding present.
My family won't mind if I'm married.
- I've also had to do some serious thinking about you,
Bobby, your whole character.
You are a gambler,
and worse yet, a bad gambler.
Unlike Joe, you usually lose.
- I've won.
- [Lisa] Not since I've known you.
- Lisa, I thought you cared for me.
We could have a life together.
- Darling, we've had some very interesting times together.
- I'll give up gambling.
You have my word.
- Look what you did with that land you held in trust?
You signed it over for a quarter of its value.
- I'll sign any papers you want,
no claims, no controls.
- It just won't work out, Bobby, business-wise.
- What do you mean?
We can try.
- I mean, I don't want to get married.
I'm not even divorced yet.
Why in the world
should I even be talking about getting married?
To anybody.
- All right, Lisa.
- Oh darling.
I am sorry.
I did think we might be able to work out something together.
- What changed your mind?
- The way you are.
Oh, I mean you're terribly charming,
and I adore you.
But I know you better now.
You are in a trap, Bobby.
- What trap?
- I know for a fact Joe is calling in your note immediately.
- Did he tell you?
- Oh no, no, not directly.
I just know my husband rather well.
- Well, I just had lunch with him.
He said it might be months before he'll decide.
- Hours.
Joe is a great cat and rat man.
And you are his private little rat, Bobby.
He'll never forgive you for seeing me.
If I were you, I'd phone my lawyer.
I'm afraid the land is as good as Joe's now,
Brissonville Estates.
- Won't you change that when it's your company?
- Afraid it'll be too late by then, Bobby.
- Will you give me the money I need?
- Oh, of course I will.
As soon as I get my hands on it, darling.
Just because we're not getting married,
that doesn't mean I don't care for you.
It's just that everything's going to be frozen
for the next six weeks with the divorce settlement
and everything, and by the time
Joe and I get everything settled,
I'm afraid you're just going to be wiped out.
- Don't you want to help me at all?
- Oh Bobby.
Darling, of course I do.
If you're not wiped out, come and see me in six weeks.
In the meantime, I'm afraid only Joe can help you.
And he wants to get you.
And he will get you, Bobby.
He'll get you good.
Unless of course you can persuade him to change his mind.
You can be pretty good at persuading, Bobby.
- [Bobby] Will you shut up?
(ominous music)
(soft music)
- Do you have an appointment, Mr.--
- Davenport, no.
- Mr. Brisson's awfully busy.
He's leaving for London soon.
But I'll check.
- Thank you.
- [Joe] I said no calls until I ask for them.
- I'm very sorry, sir.
Well you can't go in there!
- What's the big idea?
Get out of here.
- I couldn't stop him, Mr. Brisson.
- What do you mean you couldn't stop him?
All right, all right, that's all.
- Yes sir.
- Come to pay your debt no doubt.
- I have no money, you know that.
- Good, then I'm glad you're here,
as you should hear this from me
rather than my lawyer,
as I've just reached an unpleasant decision
you should hear.
- Go ahead.
- Oh, it's nothing personal, if that's what you're thinking.
Lisa's no part of this.
Just business between us, good business.
I can't give you an extension.
So I'll be claiming your land.
- I know, Lisa told me.
- What does she know?
- [Bobby] She said you were out to get me.
- I never thought of it
until I saw you come through that door.
- Lisa was right.
- Put it away.
I know how it feels to grab the short end of the stick.
- I want my deed and my note.
I'll pay you the money when I can.
But you can't take the land.
- I'll take the land.
- [Bobby] Stand up.
- Listen, you made a bad deal.
That's too bad.
But you wanted money and you got money from me.
- I said, stand up.
- No.
And I won't put up my hands either.
Why didn't you shoot if you were going to?
You better be accurate or you'll never reach the street.
You get one shot, that's all.
- Keep talking if it makes you feel better.
- Look, I admit I was sore about you and Lisa.
What husband wouldn't be?
- On your feet, let's go.
- [Joe] Where?
- Out.
For a ride.
- You'll have to carry me out.
- If you walk out with me quietly,
you'll have maybe 20 minutes longer to live.
And in those 20 minutes, you might think of something
like giving me my land back.
Or maybe I'll make a mistake.
I doubt it, but if you don't walk out with me,
you'll never know what might have happened
to keep you living a little longer.
- They'll get you, you know that.
- I don't care about that.
And you won't know about it.
I'll chance it right here if I have to.
Now or later, Joe?
- Why me?
- Speak longer sentences, Joe.
I wanna catch you right in the middle of one.
- Bobby.
- [Bobby] Start a paragraph.
- What did Lisa promise you?
- I don't need promises from her.
- Is she going to marry you?
Did she change her mind about you?
She did, didn't she?
- Lisa and I are still friends.
- She changed her mind about you,
because she thought I was going to call in your note
and wipe you out, right?
Do you think she'll marry you
if you get your note back?
If you kill me?
- She might.
I'm going to find out.
- Let me tell you about Lisa.
- You don't know her.
- I know how she feels about you from the beginning.
Will you read her letters to me about you?
I was going to use them in court.
They're right here. - Where?
- In the desk, top drawer.
- Stay away from the desk.
- Sure.
- Just you read them carefully.
Do you think she cared about you?
Do you think she cared-- - Where are they?
- Keep looking.
There, the first letter.
It's from Lisa from Miami
when you two met at a racetrack, remember?
At first, you were just for laughs.
You thought you got lucky with Lisa, didn't you?
But when the horses took all your money,
Lisa gave you pocket money,
small loans you never paid back.
It's all there.
Something about, "We'll have this Davenport singing
"for his freeloading supper."
And about you controlling a large land tract
out here in California
and how I should loan you lots of money,
so you'd have a big stake and lose that too.
Then, we'd get the land.
Us, Lisa and me,
which is the Brisson Land Development Company.
- I asked her to marry me today.
- And you're lucky she isn't going to,
because she's even harder on husbands
than she is on suckers.
And believe me, you were her private sucker
from the moment she saw you.
I'll get you out of this, Bobby.
Don't you hear me?
I'll get you out of this.
Lisa can't do a thing for you, but I can
while I'm still in business here.
- [Bobby] What can you do?
- The note and the deed to the land,
I'll give them back to you.
Be able to start off fresh.
Find yourself a rich widow, who wants to marry you.
She'll keep you in the chips.
That's worth working for, isn't it?
What do you say?
- What do you want?
- I need a little job done, Bobby,
while I'm away.
A little troubleshooting.
- Do you mean what I think you mean?
- [Joe] Yes.
- You want me to kill her?
- Yes, I do.
- [Bobby] Why should I?
- This says that on a certain date
after you've fulfilled certain obligations,
I'll return to you the note and the deed to the land.
Now there's nothing incriminating here.
So don't think you can double cross me.
You'll get the rest as soon
as you've fulfilled those certain obligations.
(ominous music)
- What do you want me to do?
- On Thursday, I'll be one day out of New York
on-board the Princess Alana.
I'll place a phone call to my home here.
- [Operator] May I help you?
- Yes, this is Joseph Brisson in 1204.
I placed a call to my home in California.
- [Operator] Yes sir, we have your booking.
- Will it be put through?
- [Operator] Yes sir, conditions are quite good.
It should be coming along right on time.
(phone ringing)
- Hello.
- [Operator] You have a call from the Princess Alana
in the Atlantic.
Go ahead, please.
- [Joe] Hello?
- Hello, hello what is it?
Has something happened?
- [Joe] Hello, Lisa.
- Joe, is that you?
(intense music)
- [Joe] Yes, Lisa.
- Has something happened?
- [Joe] No no.
I just called to see if you're leaving for Reno tomorrow.
- [Lisa] What?
- [Joe] Reno!
- Oh, yes, yes.
I'm just surprised to hear from you before London.
- [Joe] Oh, I thought I'd phone you,
see how you were, where you'd be staying.
Lisa?
Hello, Lisa?
Now listen, you take care of yourself, you hear me?
Now, let me hear from you.
(phone ringing)
Hello.
- [Operator] This is your ship's operator.
Were you cut off on your call to California?
- Oh no.
No operator, we were finished.
- [Operator] Thank you sir.
- Thank you.
Foyle.
- Mr. Brisson.
- Listen Foyle, we can do business.
I'll pay you.
- Mrs. Brisson has already made a better offer.
- [Joe] Well, I'll pay more.
- Well, I never change one client for another
unless I've satisfactorily completed
my assignment, Mr. Brisson.
- Oh, no.
- Your wife sends her regrets.
(intense music)
- The sea of matrimony is not without its storms.
Of course, the hired killers received their just desserts,
just as their victims had.
I realize that opening an umbrella indoors
is considered bad luck,
but I think this will be just the opposite.
Some leaks have appeared.
However, the umbrella should put a halt to that.
Next week, we shall return with another story.
A few of the scenes have arrived a week ahead of time.
So we might as well show them to you
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