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Hello? Hello?

Hi, Mary.

This is Arthur.

I want to talk to you.

It's very important.

Can I see you?

Can I come over now?

No, I'm sorry, Arthur. It's Saturday, and the only day I have to shop. Mother

and I are going shopping in about an hour.

I'll only stay a few minutes.

Listen, Mary, I know it's Saturday, and I know you're busy, but I have to see

you.

What do you say? I must talk to you.

I know you're hurt and I know you're angry.

You're right.

But if you'll only let me explain.

Why are you being so difficult?

Look, I promise I won't stay long. Please.

Listen, Arthur.

I just don't want to see you.

I'll only take a few minutes of your time.

You've already taken more than that.

Only for a few minutes, Mary. What do you say?

All right.

Good.

I'll see you in ten minutes.

But remember, only for a little while. Goodbye.

a long time you don't understand please there's just not that much for me to

understand mary listen i want to explain explain you're not interested any longer

when i met you six months ago you must have called me every day i know that and

we saw each other almost every night i haven't forgotten and then suddenly you

stopped phoning so what is there to understand I told Mother you were

coming, so she went on ahead.

If you'd already listened to me.

Oh, what's the use?

I'd better get dressed.

I told you I have to meet Mother.

I don't want to keep her waiting.

All right, get dressed.

I'll wait and go downstairs with you.

If you like.

Listen, Mary, I have something to tell you.

Mary.

It wasn't that I didn't want to see you.

I really did.

I thought of you all the time.

You were never out of my mind for a single minute.

Damn it, Mary, I love you.

With all my heart and soul.

I want us to get married.

I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Oh, Arthur, how I've wanted to hear you say that.

I love you too.

Don't force me.

I'll do anything you want.

I love you.

And if this is what you want, then I want it too.

Don't, Arthur. I'll do it.

I'll do it.

Arthur, poor sick Arthur.

But we'll get you well again.

Don't say that.

I'm not sick. I'm like other men.

Poor sick Arthur.

I better not look so scared.

I better try to act natural.

10th Precinct, Sergeant Green speaking.

Detective Barlin, please.

Who's calling Detective Barlin?

His sister-in-law, Anne Barlin.

He's out of town.

He was due back yesterday. We should be hearing from him very soon. Please ask

him to call his sister-in-law as soon as you do hear from him. It's very

important. I'll do that, miss. Thank you very much.

Oh, Bill.

Is that you, Ann?

Thank God.

What's the matter?

I didn't think you'd be home.

I called the precinct. They said you were out of town.

Yes, I just got in.

Bill, Arthur's in trouble.

What do you mean? What kind of trouble?

The police were just here.

The police?

What do they want with Arthur?

They say he murdered a girl.

Now, you just sit tight and take it easy.

Don't talk to anyone.

I'll be right over.

All right, Bill.

I'm so glad you're here.

Bill. Bill.

All right, take it easy.

Just tell me what happened.

What is this all about? Tell me.

The police say Arthur killed a girl.

Just a minute. What girl?

Mary Thorne. But you know that's impossible.

Arthur couldn't hurt anyone.

Oh, if only his father were alive.

I don't know what to do.

Arthur's a good boy. The only time he caused me any concern was when he went

on a camping trip three months ago and I didn't hear from him for about five

weeks.

Why not?

Why didn't you hear from him?

He said he couldn't get to a phone or a mailbox.

Ah, I see.

Tell me, what do you know about Mary Thorne?

Not too much.

Arthur called her from the house very often.

I could tell by the way he spoke that he was very fond of her.

As a matter of fact, when he left this morning, he said he'd have something

great to tell me after he saw Mary.

You mean he went to see the girl this morning?

Oh, Bill.

He may not have gone there, you know.

Where is he then?

Well, that's what we have to find out.

I'm going to call the precinct.

Now you stop worrying. Everything is going to be all right.

I hope so, Bill. I hope so. You just sit there.

That's it.

Kent Precinct.

Sergeant Green speaking.

Bill Barlin here.

Tell the captain I want to talk to him.

Captain? Now, what a favor.

What is it you want, Bill? I just heard about the Mary Thorne murder.

The boy you're looking for is my brother's kid.

Yes, Arthur Barlin, Bill Barlin.

Captain, I want to be put on the case.

Take everyone else off it. Give me 24 hours and I'll wrap it up for you.

I'm sorry, Bill. You know I can't do that. You know the rules. No relatives.

I want to be put on the case.

I can't do it, Bill. Just forget it.

You don't understand.

He's my dead brother's kid.

You know I'm sticking my neck out, Bill, don't you?

Uh-huh. All right, 24 hours.

Thanks.

Anne?

Yes?

Did Arthur have many friends?

Arthur was pretty much of a loner, you know that.

Ah, well... But wait!

I found this address book in Arthur's desk.

Here. Maybe this will help you.

Maybe it will.

Not many names here.

Just a few girls.

Girls? Arthur?

Look, Ann, I gotta get going.

If Arthur should call, find out where he is.

And I'll keep in touch with you.

Take that extra set of house keys on the chest.

You may need them.

Be careful, Bill. Don't worry, Ann.

Come in.

What do you want?

I was expecting someone else.

Are you Edie Stone?

Who are you?

I'm Detective Barlin.

I want to ask you a few questions about Arthur Barlin.

Mind if I sit down, Miss Stone?

No, of course not.

I just heard the terrible news about Arthur.

I just can't believe it. I can't believe Arthur could do such a thing.

But I suppose it proves you just never know anybody, even when you think you

do.

Radio and TV are just full of the story about the horrible murder he committed.

We don't know that he did commit any murder, do we?

Tell me, how well did you know the boy?

You can give me some information about Arthur.

Might be of some help to me.

Arthur and I went to high school together.

I always liked him. He was so shy and quiet, not like the other boys.

But we used to just talk to each other. No dates or anything like that.

Then in my senior year, I had to quit school and go to work to help my family.

When I told Arthur, he was very sorry.

I thought he would call me, but he never did.

That was four years ago.

And you never saw him again?

No, I never saw him again.

Thanks very much, Miss Stone.

I appreciate your talking to me.

Thanks for seeing me.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

I hope everything turns out all right for Arthur.

you a special bulletin. Just a few hours ago, 21-year-old Mary Thorne was found

strangled to death in the apartment she shares with her mother. The police are

looking for 24-year-old Arthur Barland, who is believed to have been the last

person to see Mary Thorne alive.

Mrs. Sybil Thorne, the dead girl's mother, discovered her daughter's nude

body lying on the bed when she rushed home to see why Mary failed to appear

for a pre-arranged shopping appointment.

Mrs. Thorne told police that she had left her home earlier than her daughter

because Mary was waiting to see an old friend, Arthur Barland.

Mrs. Thorne said that she was not aware of a romance between the victim and

Arthur Barland.

Mrs. Thorne further stated that Mary and Arthur had been friendly for a while,

but to her knowledge, they had not seen each other for the past number of

months. The police, when questioned, were reluctant to discuss the case, but

did reveal that they had found several sets of fingerprints in the dead girl's

apartment. as well as strands of hair which might aid the investigation.

They hope to be able to establish a motive for the murder after intensive

questioning of Miss Thorne's close friends and relatives, but as yet, one

is not apparent.

The dead girl's mother collapsed after identification of the body and was taken

to City Hospital, where she is now under heavy sedation.

We will bring you other details as they become available to us.

Now we return you to our regularly scheduled program.

You Miss Evans?

I am. This is Detective Barland. I want to speak to you. Come up.

Come in.

How do you do, Miss Evans?

Well.

It's a very interesting place you have here.

What is it?

You must do a lot of riding.

That's quite a saddle.

No, I don't ride.

The saddle belongs to a former tenant.

Mind if I sit down? No, please do.

Miss Evans, I want to talk to you about Arthur Barlin.

I'm contacting all of his friends.

What can you tell me about him?

I don't know Arthur Barlin. Your name was in his address book.

Well, I do know him, but I'd hardly say I was one of his friends.

I only saw him once.

Tell me about it.

All right.

I'll tell you what happened. You see, I'm a dancer with the Andrea Ballet.

I came to New York from a little town in Arkansas and sublet this apartment from

a Mr.

Dan Jaffe for a few months.

One day I came home from rehearsal and I found a young man ringing my bell.

He said he was a friend of Dan's.

I told him Dan was in Los Angeles and I now occupied the apartment.

We introduced ourselves and he seemed very pleasant.

I was lonely.

So I invited him in.

Would you like to come in? Yes, all right. I wouldn't mind.

Why don't you sit down?

Oh, thanks. I will.

I didn't know Dan had moved out of here.

I see he left his things.

Well, I only have this place for a few months.

It's very nice, but not very feminine.

Oh!

No!

It was horrible.

He was like a maniac.

He didn't call the police?

No, I didn't want to call the police and tell them what happened. I didn't want

the publicity.

What good would it have done?

I still can't believe it actually happened.

I just can't believe it.

He seemed like such a nice young man.

Is he in trouble?

I can't say for sure yet.

Right now it's important I find Arthur Barlin.

I'm sorry I'm so upset, but it was quite a shock.

Well, thanks for everything, Miss Evans.

Goodbye now. It's all right.

Did you find out anything?

Anything at all?

Has anyone seen Arthur?

Did you check the name?

One of the fellows is in Los Angeles.

Other than that, I checked all the names in the book.

I don't know.

I'm afraid our Arthur wasn't quite the sweet boy we thought he was.

Don't say that.

Okay, and if Arthur murdered that girl... Oh, don't use that word.

Arthur is not a murderer.

You're right.

I'm sorry, Anne. Forgive me. You know I didn't mean it.

I found just one other name in the book that I haven't checked out yet.

And that's Dr.

Mead.

I don't know what he can tell you.

Dr. Mead operated on Arthur for an appendectomy. Don't you remember?

Uh-huh. Yes.

You were in Seattle at the time.

That's right.

Bill, it's for you.

Yes.

Bill, this is Sergeant Green.

A Miss E.D. Sands called you. She said she wanted to see you. Very important.

Okay, thanks. I'll get over there right away.

Oh, where can Arthur be?

Why doesn't he come home?

Or at least call?

I'll try to keep calm. I've got to make a call. I'll see you later.

Come in.

You wanted to speak to me, Miss Stone.

Yes, I wanted to speak to you about Arthur Barlin. Well, go on.

Oh, won't you sit down?

Thank you.

I hope you understand that I wouldn't do anything to hurt Arthur Barlin, but...

Sometimes it's difficult to tell the truth.

I lied to you.

I lied about Arthur.

I see.

Suppose you tell me all about it. I saw him only about a week ago.

Go on.

Well, I have a boyfriend.

Well, he's very jealous.

I just thought it would be wiser for me to keep quiet about seeing Arthur.

But... I just couldn't.

Last Monday, I was waiting for a bus.

A car stopped.

The driver called to me.

It was Arthur.

When he offered to drive me home, I accepted.

Well?

When we got home, Arthur asked if he could come up for a minute.

And, of course, I said yes.

What happened after that?

Well... Oh, it's good to see you, Arthur. It's good to see you, too. It's

been a long time.

I'm awfully sorry. I have to change.

I have a date. Sure.

It's all right with me. Don't worry about it. Excuse me for a minute. Go

ahead.

There's some liquor in the cabinet. Thanks.

You can read if you like.

I won't be too long, but you might as well make yourself comfortable and take

your jacket off.

Well, thanks very much. I will.

I wondered what had happened to you and what you were doing.

I thought of you very often.

I've thought about you, too.

Oh, Arthur, you're a real doll.

I must have you.

I have to have you.

For years I had thought of Arthur making love to me, of being in his arms.

And when it actually happened, I couldn't resist him.

Thanks again, Miss Stone.

And so the dispute between labor and management goes into its fifth day with

no settlement in sight.

University officials at the Tryon campus describe last night's riots as

relatively mild.

One administration building was occupied by a group of left-wing students for six

hours. Several windows were broken, otherwise there was no damage done.

Washington Today announced a further increase in the cost of living for the

month of April.

Index figures show an increase of three-fourths of a percent over the

previous month.

Local figures show an even greater increase over the same period of time.

Arthur Barlin, the prime suspect in the brutal murder of Mary Thorne, is still

missing. The girl's nude body was found in her apartment earlier today.

The police promise prompt action.

Friends and neighbors of Miss Thorne have expressed shock and horror over

the...

Could be important.

You never know, and better.

Yes? Who is it?

I believe this package is for you.

It was left downstairs by mistake.

Thank you very much, Mr, uh... Barlan.

Oh.

You must be Arthur's father.

No.

I'm his uncle.

Would you like to come in and sit down?

That's very kind of you. I will.

I'd like to talk to you.

I see Arthur's in trouble.

Well, that figures.

Say, you know, I think he's crazy.

We're not sure that Arthur is in trouble, are we?

And why are you so vindictive?

Vindictive?

Yeah. Why shouldn't I be?

Let me tell you about your dear, sweet Arthur.

Sometimes I'd meet him in the hallway. We'd say hello, and occasionally we'd

speak for a few minutes.

He was always very polite.

A perfect gentleman. Then one day, I was coming up the stairs to my apartment.

Arthur was coming up the stairs, too.

I heard footsteps, and I looked around.

he was like a maniac he tore all my clothes off he was mad i tell you

I'm getting awfully impatient.

I think I understand why you were so disgusted.

Goodbye, miss.

Come in.

Your housekeeper let me in.

You Dr. Meade?

Dr. Cyril Meade?

No office hours today.

I'm Detective Barland.

I'd like to talk to you.

Sit down.

Thanks. Sorry to bother you.

I suppose you heard about the trouble Arthur Barland is in.

But why come to me? I can't help you.

I found your name in his address book.

Yes, I remember him.

I operated on him about two years ago.

He became very friendly with my assistant, Felix.

I'd like to speak to Felix.

Where can I find him?

Unfortunately, Felix is dead.

Oh? What happened?

He died about three months ago of a very rare virus.

I'm sorry to hear that but tell me What did you last see Arthur about seven or

eight months ago? He was here in the office waiting for Felix. They were

going out together.

Haven't seen him since no I haven't Thank you Sorry to have troubled you

not at all.

I Hope you find Arthur

In his condition, he's really liable to do anything.

Hello there.

Oh, now, don't get up.

What's the matter?

Would you care for some company?

No, no.

I can make you forget your troubles.

I can make you real happy.

Why don't you come home with me?

I live nearby.

What do you say, honey?

Well, I don't know. Come on. Come on.

Let's go.

Why are you so fussy?

You look good to me.

Girl's gotta pay her rent, you know.

Well, it's all I have

What

are you waiting Take your coat off sweetie

Take your coat off and make yourself comfortable

Come

on take your clothes off

Come

on baby

Come on.

Don't you think I have a beautiful body?

Let's forget it.

Maybe we can do this some other time.

You're a shy one looks like I have to do all of the work

What's the matter with you?

I'm sorry, I...

Here.

And you're not getting your money back.

I sure could use a good, strong cup of coffee.

Poor Bill.

You haven't eaten a thing all day.

You must be so hungry.

Oh, if only we would have some word from Arthur.

Isn't there somebody else?

Think, Anne. It's important.

That's all I've been doing all day.

Thinking.

Why doesn't Arthur call or contact us in some way?

If I only knew where he is.

Oh, I do hope he's all right.

I'm so worried, so terribly worried.

If there was only something I could do.

I hope you'll find Arthur. In his condition, he's liable to do anything,

anything, anything, anything.

If the good doctor hasn't seen Arthur in eight months.

How does he know what his condition is?

What did you say, Bill?

I just thought of something.

Goodbye.

I'll see you later.

Come in.

I knew you'd be back.

I was expecting you. You were, huh?

It all started about three months ago.

Let me tell you the entire story.

Let me tell you what happened to Arthur.

Would you like a drink? No, thank you. No drink.

Go ahead.

When I operated on Arthur, he became very friendly with my assistant Felix.

I encouraged this friendship because I thought quiet Arthur would be a very

good influence on high-spirited Felix.

They became friendly, very close, until one day Felix became ill

with a virus, with a deadly virus.

Believe me, I tried everything I could.

I was desperate.

I tried everything medical science had to offer.

But I couldn't save him.

I kept him here at the clinic so that I could be with him at all times.

You see, Felix was like a son to me.

Arthur kept phoning to inquire about Felix.

Finally, I told him the truth.

Felix was dying.

There was nothing more I could do.

That day Arthur came to the office I had left word that I couldn't see anyone I

was too upset but He told my nurse it was very important

Doctor

is Felix really going to die

I'm afraid so.

There's nothing more I can do for him.

Nothing at all.

I've become very close to Felix this past year. I'm going to miss him.

Yes, I know how you feel.

I'm going to miss him too. He was a great help to me and he was a great

comfort too.

It's hard to believe. I just can't imagine Felix gone.

I want to talk to you, Dr. Mead.

What do you want?

Dr. Meade, there's something you must do for me.

Something very important.

What is that?

I want you to put Felix's penis on me.

Listen to me.

You've got to do it. You've just got to do it.

What are you talking about?

Please, Dr. Meade.

You've got to help me.

Are you crazy?

Maybe I am crazy, but I just don't care.

I just don't care.

Do you know I'm a virgin?

I've never slept with a woman.

I want to, but I can't.

You know what it means to be frustrated all the time?

To have to keep away from women for fear they'll laugh at me. Do you?

Well, what can I do for you?

Believe me, Arthur, that operation can't help you. The urge for sex is not

physical. It will help me.

I know it will.

An operation like that is too dangerous.

I would be a murderer.

Why are you so concerned with the danger to me? And why do you worry if anything

goes wrong, you'd be a murderer?

I know about the abortions you performed.

I know about the girl who died right here in this office.

I'm sorry, Dr. Meade. It was Felix.

It was Felix who told you.

If sex is emotional, I'm afraid I don't understand.

Remember how strong the power of suggestion can be.

Arthur truly believed having Felix's penis would enable him to be as sexually

active as Felix was.

I tried to dissuade him.

I didn't want to perform this operation.

It was much too dangerous.

But I had no choice.

I told Arthur I couldn't even have an assistant to help me.

But he insisted that I operate.

That day, Arthur stayed here at the clinic so that he could be here when it

happened.

And a few minutes after Felix died, I operated.

Do you feel anything?

No, I feel numb.

Is there much more to go?

It'll be a while.

How much longer, doctor?

Oh, I won't be too much longer.

How long will I have to stay at the clinic?

Oh, a couple of weeks.

That does it.

You mean you're finished?

Lie still.

This is a very serious operation. Now don't touch.

Do you understand?

This is serious.

And so you performed the transplant.

Arthur, what are you doing here?

I'm going to kill him.

I'm going to kill him. All right, take it easy.

Dr. Meade told me everything. Everything?

What's wrong with you?

Let go.

Give it to me.

Come on, sit down.

Come on, Arthur.

Go on, Arthur.

That's it.

I want you to tell me exactly what happened.

All right, I will.

I suppose Dr. Mead told you that I became very friendly with his assistant,

Felix.

Yes, he did tell me this.

You see, he was all the things I wasn't, but wanted to be.

Oh, how I wanted to be like Felix.

I really envied him, and I told him so.

Hey, Felix, where's the coke?

All the way in back of the fridge.

Did you find it?

You better hurry or we'll miss that football game.

I've got to shave.

You never know what cute little chick I might meet at the game.

Boy, oh boy.

What's the matter?

I wish I could be like you, Felix.

Why do you say that?

You really have a way with the girls.

Oh, I guess I'm just a born lover.

Love and leave them.

That's my motto.

Aren't you afraid that one of the girls might... You mean get pregnant?

Uh-huh.

That's right.

So what?

There are always abortions, and when you have the connections I have, well,

there's nothing to worry about.

But it could be dangerous. A good doctor won't... Do you consider Dr. Mead a good

doctor? Of course, he's the best.

Well, Dr. Meade performed many of these so-called illegal operations.

What? That's right. He stopped a year ago when one of the girls he operated on

died right in his office.

I can't believe it.

You can believe it, all right.

Did he get into trouble?

Oh,

he was able to cover up.

He's pretty smart, you know.

I know I can trust you.

If Dr. Meade ever finds out I told you... Of course you can trust me.

Okay, I'm ready.

Let's go.

I saw Felix whenever he had the time for me.

Being with him made me feel sure of myself Felix would tell me how to make

out with the girls, but somehow I Well one day Felix asked his date to bring a

girl for me He said these girls were the real McCoy and would teach me a thing or

two We were to meet at his house go on When I got there, no one answered the

bell The door was unlocked and I walked in

Felix hadn't waited for me.

He was making love to both girls.

His girl and the girl I was supposed to have.

I was disgusted, but I was fascinated too.

I didn't want to watch but I couldn't help it.

Finally, I left.

And then I met Mary. Mary Thorne.

I think she would have helped me become the man I wanted to be.

I fell in love with Mary.

I decided to see less of Felix.

But then I heard he was ill.

Very ill.

It was only after I found out he was dying that I got this crazy idea.

This crazy...

Transplant idea.

Dr. Meade shouldn't have performed the transplant.

He shouldn't have done it.

Did you kill Mary Thorne? I didn't mean to kill her.

What made you do it, Arthur?

I don't know.

Talk, Arthur.

After the transplant and the things I was doing...

I was ashamed to see her.

But this morning, I made up my mind to tell Mary the truth and hoped she would

understand.

How could I have killed her? I loved her so.

Tell me more about Felix.

Poor Felix. He was a strange one.

Felix said that whenever he saw a girl wearing gold earrings,

He would get terribly excited.

Passionate, you know.

Was Mary Thorne wearing gold earrings when you... and the other girls?

Think, Carter. It's very important.

Yes, yes, Mary was wearing gold earrings. And the other girls, too.

I see. I thought as much, poor boy.

Arthur. Come on, maybe I can help.

I don't know what I can do, but maybe I can do something.

Come on, let's go.