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I wanna see him. I don't care. I wanna

talk to him. But you can't just come

barging in here, alright? What's on your

mind, Mike? Murder. Did you really have

to ask? Professor Wileyk? Murder.

Professor Wiley, The guy who got himself

blown up in his car with the university

last night?Ohh, yes. Well, what about

him? This is about him. What's the story

doing on page 2? I don't know, Mike.

After all, Thompson is the managing

editor, and you're the publisher. So I'm

asking you to hold you. Careful. Me, Miss

Case. I was with Henry Reed when he

started this newspaper. I figure I've

earned the right to speak my mind. And

I'll tell you this. Your father. To what

Sold newspapers as he did, Mike. But

times have changed. We now have a

television station downstairs, as well as

the prices. Murder is still murder and

still rates. Page one in my book. And

he'd say the same if he was here. He was

a battler. He was fighting crime in the

city when everybody else was sticking his

head in the sand. And what did it get

him, Mike? Framed for murder by the

syndicate. Death from a broken heart in a

jail cell. He never complained, did he?

No, no, I didn't. But we all fight in our

own way. Mike, my father, fought in his

way. I fight, mine fight.

That's it. You don't fight. Ohh. Come on,

Mike. Just because Wiley's story didn't

appear on page one, what if it turns out

the Green Hornets involved in thiskilling?

The Green Hornet. What makes you

say that mate? I just got a hunch.

Nothing more than that. Well, no, I

might. You see, I think there's green on.

It is becoming an obsession with you.

Ohh. There's no denying that the man is a

menace, and the sooner he's caught the

better. But I don't think we can lay

every crime at his doorstep.

Now I gotta run. I have a luncheon

appointment.

See you later. Bye.

If something should come up, where will

you be?

No need to panic, Mr. Smith. After all,

we are both on the same sides of the law.

Just cut us in on your racket. That's all

we are after. Racket. Ohh, gentlemen,

what racket? Ohh. Come on,

Smith, don't let's waste time.

The setup Professor Wiley accidentally

invented for you. Brainwashing. Yes.

Well, there's one name for it. Subliminal

instruction as the other. But instead of

teaching people French while they sleep,

you had the idea of mixing other forms of

information with the music. Like all

those for very bad stock market

transactions. And it's very bad for them.

Very good for you, and very inventive.

And then when your plan started to sour,

you came up with the idea of hypnotizing

them into committing murder. Take me to

Vain. We just talked. When the man says

zombie, he hasn't the slightest memory of

what you're hypnotized him into doing. I

don't know what you're talking about.

Ohh. Come now. Come now. Mr. Smith, if

you and I are going to be partners, there

should be no secrets between us.

Everything on a table where we can all

see it. And it's like the murder of

Professor Wiley. You killed him. And he

discovered how you were using his

invention. And he was going to blow the

whistle next. Jennings. Ohh. Jennings.

You think I killed Jennings too? No, no,

not you. One of your zombies knocked him

out in the office to throw off suspicion.

It's getting late, boss. Give him the

contract. Contract.

Ohh what contract?

50% of your take to us or

else. Or else what?

You go to the police? You, not

me, Manny Maxford, reporter on the Daily

Sentinel. I've written him

a complete account of your recent

activity. What? And the messenger's

waiting to deliver them to Axford

in exactly 4 minutes. He'll be

on his way. Unless he gets

other instructions from you. Ah, you're

blind. There's one way to find

out.

Hey. I stopped

trying to prove your brave man. Mr. Smith

signed the contract. Umm.