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Bye.

Fight, Smasher! Get back!

Stop the elevator.

Let's get down there and make sure it's five times as finished.

Hey, lower.

Harvey, not be cold. Got away.

Why, you... Hey, none of that.

You'll be back with all the cops in town. Let's get out of here.

You guard the hall.

And you come with me.

You reported Spice Masher killed.

But he was.

The paper says differently.

The man who disposed of him is inside.

Have him come in.

Hey, he's come in here at once.

The mask isn't satisfied. Spice Masher is dead.

There's no question about it. He was crushed to death by a freight elevator.

Did Kirby mention it when you interviewed him for the television

broadcast? No, and I couldn't ask him point blank without arousing suspicion.

Hey, something's haywire.

That's a picture of Spice Masher. You're crazy. That's... I tell you, that's

Spice Masher. I saw him without his goggles when I pulled him out of his

wrecked car.

I can understand how he escaped death.

It is just as well that he did.

A signed confession that Spice Smasher is working under Kirby

would enable our Berlin propaganda experts to disrupt

the Admiral's espionage system.

By playing up his operations in foreign countries? Exactly.

After all, the rights of foreign nations must be respected.

Knowing Spice Smasher's identity should make it a simple matter to apprehend

him. It does.

After the broadcast, I overheard him agree to meet Eve Corby at the West Side

Camera shop at 2 o'clock.

You stay here and cover this end. Okay.

Here he comes.

Jack!

Hold it!

Oh, I think it's fine.

What's the idea? Get in that car.

I'll take the camera. Will you check it thoroughly, please?

That's already been done.

Oh, I'm terribly sorry, but it was knocked out of my hand after I'd taken

one picture. Oh, that's different.

Well, I'll look it over and have it delivered, Miss Corby. Thank you.

Oh, and don't forget the picture. I want that.

Yes, ma'am.

Hello, Jack.

What in the world happened to you?

You better make the alibi good.

I snapped a picture of you getting into a car with two men at the West Side

Camera Shop.

Have you the picture with you?

No, I had an accident with the camera, but it's going to be delivered to me

with the picture.

I'll stop by and pick it up.

Right away.

Thanks.

Oh, hello. Hello.

I'm the one who just phoned about Miss Corby's camera. Is it ready? Yes, it's

ready. Thanks.

You can tell Miss Corby there's nothing wrong with it. Oh, that's fine.

Here's a print of the picture she took.

It's perfect. Look at the detail.

You can even read the license plate numbers without any trouble.

2M1483.

License 2M1483 was issued to Ed's Transportation Service.

And the address?

915 West 10th Street.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Something I can do for you? Yes, I'm looking for a car.

There they are. Take your pick.

Thanks.

Find one you like?

The one I'm looking for.

Hold it.

Vice Major.

I thought I left you at... You made a mistake.

Now you're going to tell me where you thought you took me.

Where's the place you thought you took me?

No. Answer me.

Union Pipeworks.

Where is it?

On North Canyon Road.

Why don't you get smart and bitch a spy smasher?

Suppose I did.

What then?

I signed this confession stating it worked under Corby's instructions in

Europe and Martinidad.

So that's the idea.

Let me read it.

Now, now this will make the book as though the United States won a war.

What if it does? Oh, you.

All right, boys, work them over again. This time don't be so gentle.

Either this guy can take an awful lot of punishment or Hayes put the finger on

the wrong man.

If you valued your life, you would sign that confession.

You're scaring me to death.

No, my friend.

That would take too long.

a little demonstration will cause you to change your mind.

Which do you prefer?

To sign the confession or...

Find a chance to speak.

I get it.

Bye.

Thank you.