All language subtitles for Perry Mason 1x39.English

Excuse me, please.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Well, who's calling Mr. Scott?

Oh. Well, just a moment.

It's for you.
Herb Walker at the bank.

If he wants you to play cards
Wednesday night, you can't.

- Yes, Herb?
- Listen, Willard.

A woman just walked in the bank with
a cheque signed by your Uncle Daniel.

It's payable to M. Lewis.

It's for $20,000.

Twenty thousand?

There's a girl at the bank with a
cheque from Uncle Daniel for $20,000.

Mr. Walker, this is Mrs. Scott.

Mm-hm.

Don't cash that cheque.

I don't care about
your legal obligations.

Just tell her there's no money
in the account.

Or, better still, tell her the truth.

Tell her Daniel Reed's as crazy
as they come.

Somebody mention my name?

Is that for me?

Thank you.

Hello? This is Daniel Reed.
Who's talking at your end?

I see. You know something,
Mr. Walker?

I don't like the way
you run your bank.

Afraid I'll have to move
my account elsewhere.

Now, you go ahead
and cash that cheque.

I always say it's nice to do business
with an old, established firm.

I may be back soon.

What's keeping that girl?
Bank closed an hour ago.

Relax, Kemp.
Donna knows what she's doing.

Has she ever have her hooks
on $20,000 before?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Trouble with you, Kemp,
is you've got a suspicious mind.

- Did you have any trouble?
- Not a bit.

Ah, did you ever see anything
so pretty in all your life?

There's $5,000 in each
of those packages.

That makes it nice and convenient.

One, two, three, four, five.

- That's for you. Uh-huh.
- Five hundred bucks?

You said we were gonna split 50-50.

I guess I can't be trusted.

- If you're gonna double-cross me--
- I wouldn't do anything foolish, Kemp.

Hey, don't you want this?

What's he sore about?

- Come here, honey.
- How'd I do?

You were magnificent.

You know something, sweetie?
We're going to be on easy street.

- Go on.
- Well, that's all there is to it.

I just felt you people ought to know
the score

before Maury Lewis and his girlfriend

take your uncle
for every dime they have.

- Willard, sweetie.
- I'm sorry.

And just why was Mr. Reed
paying this blackmail?

That I couldn't tell you.
Lewis only hired me to find Mr. Reed.

Naturally, when I found out they were
gonna shake him down, I bowed out.

Well, I certainly appreciate
you coming, Mr. Kemp.

I don't know
what we can do about this.

I do.

How is he, doctor?

You have no need to disturb yourself,
Mr. Scott.

Your uncle's perfectly all right.

I must say he's rather strong
for a man of his age.

And quite obviously suffering
from senile dementia.

You said he's been giving money
to absolute strangers?

- Well, the other day--
MRS. SCOTT: That's right.

A couple of days ago,
he gave away $20,000.

- Well, how did he explain it?
- He couldn't.

He became absolutely violent
when I asked him.

When did you first notice
that Mr. Reed was behaving,

shall we say, childishly?

Well, it's been going along
for some time now, doctor.

Why, for months he's lost his temper
about nothing. Absolutely nothing.

WOMAN: Daniel Reed is
the easiest-going man in the world.

I never saw him lose his temper
as long as I know him.

And that's more years
than a lady likes to remember.

So when I heard that his nephew,
Willard, and that wife of his

railroaded Daniel into a sanitarium,

I figured it was up to me
to do something.

Are you, uh, related to Daniel Reed,
Miss Foster?

Oh, I'm his, uh, fianc�e.
Is that how you say it?

Well, anyway, we was planning
on getting hitched.

Well, why not? I'm no spring chicken,

but Daniel and me got
a lot in common.

We can talk together.

- How many young folks can do that?
- You got a point there.

Tell me, did you speak to the doctor
in charge of the sanitarium?

Yeah, but for all the good it did me,
I could have been talking to myself.

Oh. This Dr. Norris is a real brain.

Any day now,
I expect he's gonna write a book.

He kept posing for his picture
on the cover.

He even smoked a pipe
that would photograph well.

Tell me, what did the doctor say
about Mr. Reed's condition?

He said that Daniel had--

Wait a minute.
I've got it written down.

He said Daniel had "senile dementia
evidenced by arcus senilis."

Whatever that means.

Well, what about it, Mr. Mason?

I gotta spring Daniel out of that coop.

Well, Miss Foster,
arcus senilis, huh?

Della, we'll get out a petition
for a writ of habeas corpus.

I want to present it
to Judge Treadwell.

I'd be interested
in His Honour's opinion.

Uh, Mr. Mason? My name is Lewis,
Maury Lewis.

- I'm an old friend of Daniel Reed.
- Oh?

If there's anything I can do
to spring him, just let me know.

Well, thank you.
Thank you very much.

Hello, Miss Foster.

Now, don't you worry.

Reading the return
to the writ of habeas corpus,

I understand you were the one who
arranged for your uncle, Daniel Reed,

to enter Dr. Norris' sanitarium.
Is that correct?

Yes, Your Honour.

You see, he had exhibited certain
symptoms that led me to believe--

Are you a doctor, Mr. Scott?

No, sir.

Then let's wait for the experts
to testify.

Did you ask your uncle
if he wanted to go to a sanitarium?

No, sir. You see,
my wife and I thought

he was in no condition
to give an answer.

JUDGE: Was he conscious?
WILLARD: Yes, sir.

Uh, did he make any objections
to entering the sanitarium?

Well, yes.

And how was that objection
overcome?

Two male nurses carried him in.

I see. That's all. You can step down.

- May it please the court?
JUDGE: Yes, Mr. Metcalf?

I can understand Your Honour's desire
to question the witness himself.

I certainly don't dispute
your right to do so.

Thank you, counsellor.

However, as attorney for Willard Scott,
I have a showing I'd like to make.

- I feel entitled at this time to--
- Your opportunity is now at hand.

May I see Daniel Reed?

He's not here, sir.

The court order reads
that he be produced.

We understand, Your Honour.

Mr. Reed is physically unable
to attend.

We have Dr. Norris present
to testify on that point.

Very well. Let him testify.

On examination, I found Daniel Reed

to be a man of approximately
71 years of age

and apparently suffering
from senile dementia.

He was incoherent in his speech
and, uh, violent in his actions.

Was there anything else you noticed
at your examination of the patient?

Yes, there was a well-defined arcus
senilis on the pupil of the right eye.

And that is due
to a hyaline, uh, degeneration

of the lamellae
and cells of the cornea.

In your experience, doctor, just what
does an arcus senilis indicate?

In my opinion, it is indicative of
the first stages of, uh, senile dementia.

And it was at your suggestion that
Mr. Reed was not brought into court.

It was at my positive order,
Mr. Metcalf.

The patient in his present
nervous state would be highly excited

and I did not want to be responsible

for the results
following an appearance here.

Thank you, doctor.

Your witness.

Excuse me, doctor, did I understand
you to say the patient was incoherent

- when you first saw him?
- He was.

- And he was excited and angry?
- Violently.

And from that you immediately
diagnosed a senile dementia?

There were other symptoms as well.

I see.

Uh...

Isn't there a similar disease, uh,
called, uh,

dementia praecox?

That is hardly the same
as senile dementia.

Of course.

Of course, in the cases
of dementia praecox,

the patient usually seems
completely indifferent to his fate.

NORRIS: That is correct.
- All right.

Let's see where that leaves us.

A man, 71,

is taken out for a drive
by a trusted nephew,

suddenly finds himself
at your sanitarium,

where he is dragged out of the car
by two male nurses

and taken in hand.

Yet you found him angry
and incoherent.

Now, wouldn't that state of mind
be perfectly natural?

That depends on the circumstances.

Then if he hadn't been angry,
you would have found him indifferent

and diagnosed his condition
as dementia praecox.

You're deliberately distorting
my testimony.

- You have no right--
- Now, doctor, don't you get angry.

Mr. Reed did,
and you said he was senile.

I've already testified that
there were other symptoms as well.

Arcus senilis, for one.

Yes, of course, you did.

Now, uh, doctor,
would you mind describing

that particular condition again
for the court?

An arcus senilis appears
as a crescent-shaped ring

in the outer periphery of the cornea.

"A crescent-shaped ring."

You mean, like the ring
in Judge Treadwell's eye?

NORRIS: Of course, an arcus senilis
is not in itself indicative of a psychosis.

It's just a symptom
to be evaluated with others.

I appreciate that, doctor.

In other words, if I kicked up a row
when I was shanghaied

and you noticed this thing in my eye,
you would have said I was senile.

Are there any more questions,
counsellor?

No, Your Honour.

I think this examination
has gone far enough

and I'm not at all impressed
with, uh, Dr. Norris' reasons

for Mr. Reed's not being here
as ordered.

The court is forthwith
going to Dr. Norris' sanitarium

to examine the patient.

If necessary, we will retain
some reputable psychiatrist

to pass upon Mr. Reed's condition.

Court is adjourned till 2:00
this afternoon

when we'll reconvene
at the sanitarium.

The bailiff will, uh, arrange
transportation.

I can't understand what's keeping them
unless the patient's being difficult.

He should've been down--
Where is Mr. Reed?

- I don't know. He escaped.
- He escaped?

MAN: He told one of the attendants
he had a sick headache at noon.

- It was Walsh.
NORRIS: Go on.

Well, when Walsh arrived
with the aspirin,

the patient was waiting behind the door
and hit him over the head with a sock.

A sock?

- It had a large bar of soap in it.
- How did he get out of the building?

He switched uniforms with Walsh
and he locked Walsh in the room.

- And nobody tried to stop him?
- The receptionist tried to.

He said he was the new laundry man.
Couldn't find the service entrance.

He pulled sheets off the bed
to make his story look good.

If Your Honour please,

call it what they may,
no one can say Mr. Reed

was incompetent in managing
this affair.

I quite agree with you, counsellor.

Writ of habeas corpus is granted.

- Your Honour--
- Doctor, you'll be ordered to appear

and show cause why you should not
be found guilty of contempt of court.

- If you will permit me to explain.
- You'll have your chance, doctor.

But, Your Honour, believe me that
nothing like this ever happened before.

I think we'd better go.

I don't think you'll make Mrs. Scott's
list of favourite people.

[FOSTER LAUGHS]

Thank you so much, Mr. Mason.

Those thanks
may be a little premature.

Have you any idea
where Daniel Reed will go now?

Well?

Let me know
the minute you hear from him.

Holly 2-6231.

Hello? Hello, is this you, Millie?

- Daniel, where are you?
- I can't talk now.

But, honey, you have nothing
to worry about.

Didn't you see the papers?

I hired Perry Mason to spring you out
of that squirrel cage.

You don't have to go back.

- Well, that's good to hear.
- You sound strange.

Listen, Daniel, Maury Lewis
was in court today.

Well, we can talk about that later.

Meet me at our usual place in--
In 20 minutes.

Are you sure there's nothing wrong?

No, everything's fine.

Hello. I'll have your laundry back
on Tuesday, Mr. Lewis.

MRS. SCOTT:
It's all your fault.

If you hadn't convinced the judge that
Uncle Daniel was in his right mind,

none of this would have happened.

They would've stopped him
before he killed an innocent man.

- Now, honey, I--
- Sweetie.

The man's a maniac.
And you let him go.

Now, what are you going to do
about it?

I don't know, Mrs. Scott.
I'll have to talk to my client first.

Have you any idea
where I can find Mr. Reed?

Why don't you ask Millie Foster?

Well, then, sweetie, let's go.

We've got to find Uncle Daniel
a decent lawyer.

Uh, fortunately,
this city has many able attorneys.

[DOOR CLOSES]

I don't think you'll make
her list of favourite people, either.

Whatever gave you that idea?

You know, I'm surprised
Lieutenant Tragg

hasn't been hammering on our door,

demanding to know
where we've hidden Daniel Reed.

He'll be around.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Hi.
MASON: No luck?

Millie Foster has definitely skipped.

She has not been home all night.

- Then she must have gone with Reed.
- But where? That's the problem.

I got ahold of the teller
at Reed's bank.

That $20,000 cheque
was made payable to Maury Lewis.

Then there's our motive.

The district attorney will claim that
Lewis has been blackmailing Reed.

No getting around a--

[PHONE BUZZES]

Yes, Gertie.

- Do you wanna talk to a Dave Kemp?
- Dave Kemp?

He's a private investigator.
At least he used to be.

He lost his licence
about six months ago.

Put him on, Gertie.

- Hello?
- Mason? I got a little tip for you.

You ought to talk to a girl
called Donna Knox.

Donna Knox? Why?

She used to be Maury Lewis' girl.
Or so he thought.

Well, do I have to draw you
a diagram?

Hardly.

You, uh, happen to know her address?

2217 Dennis Road?

Thank you very much.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Come in.

- Miss Knox?
- That's right.

My name is Tragg, Lieutenant Tragg.
I'm with the police.

It's all right.

I'd like to talk to you
about, uh, Maury Lewis.

- Go ahead and talk.
- How well did you know him?

I was his girl.

Would you happen to know
why Daniel Reed gave him $20,000?

He liked him.

I wish you'd cooperate, Miss Knox.

I understand how you feel.

Do you, lieutenant?

You know what it feels like
when somebody suddenly

cuts out your insides?

Well, Maury wasn't the greatest guy
in the world. Far from it.

He was a heel, but he was mine.

Then I'm sure you'd want his murderer
to get everything that's coming to him.

Are you kidding?
You haven't even found him yet.

Well, I will. I promise you.

Can you promise me he'll die? No.

Mason claims Reed was crazy
when he killed Maury.

We know Reed was perfectly sane and
we can prove it, but we need your help.

If Maury Lewis really meant
anything to you--

Shut up.

What do you think I've been drinking
this stuff for, because I like it?

They say it helps you forget.

It doesn't work for me.

Would you talk to Mr. Burger?

I'll talk to the devil if it will put
Maury's killer in the gas chamber.

And I wanna be there
when they drop the pellets.

- Come in, Perry.
- Hello, lieutenant.

This is Perry Mason, Donna.

If it wasn't for you,
Maury would be here now.

They would have caught that lunatic.

You're wrong, Miss Knox.

Get out of here. Get out.

[KNOX SOBBING]

[DOOR CLOSES]

How did it go? Or shouldn't I ask?

Tragg got there ahead of me.

Heard anything more from Paul?

Yes. He's getting together
a complete dossier on Daniel Reed.

He's also waiting for more word
from his contact in Fairbanks, Alaska.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Yes, Gertie.

Personally?

Long distance, Reno.
Mrs. Frank Sebastian?

I don't know any Mrs.--
Wait a minute.

Put her through, Gertie.

Hello?

Mr. Mason? You know who this is?

Yes, I do. Where are you?

Miramar Hotel?

- Is our friend with you?
- Yeah.

I convinced him
that he ought to talk to you,

but he says
he won't go back to Los Angeles

and he won't give himself up.

Get hold of Paul right away.

Book two tickets
on the next flight to Reno.

Mrs. Sebastian,
you stay right where you are.

I'll be up to see you
in three or four hours.

Stop gulping your food like that,
Daniel. You know what it does to you.

I always said no one can pour coffee
like you, Millie.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Daniel.

I'm not letting anyone
sneak up on me.

Mr. Mason, this is Daniel.

It's about time we met.

You're a hard man to keep up with,
Mr. Reed.

You should have seen me
when I was 60.

I'm going to arrange for you
to surrender to the authorities.

- What did you say?
- I want you to give yourself up.

That's what I thought.

- Coffee, gentlemen?
- No, thank you.

Well, looks like I really got myself
into a mess, huh?

Looks like.

Who do you think killed Maury Lewis?

Why did you give him $20,000?

He was an old friend
and he needed money.

Lewis was in court on the day
of the hearing.

He told me he'd do anything
to get you out of that sanitarium.

Well, I said he was an old friend.

No, he wanted you out
so he could bleed you.

Now, what did he have on you?

You've gotta tell him, Daniel.
If you don't, I will.

I mean it.

Well, Lewis knew I was partners with
a young fellow named Monty Sewel,

30 years ago,
up in Fairbanks, Alaska.

That's where I met Millie.

- Go on.
- Well, Sewel and I struck it rich.

When I say rich,
I mean we got ourselves a gold mine.

And that's no joke.

But that wasn't enough for Sewel.
He wanted it all.

Well, sir, one night
when I was pretending to be asleep,

he tried to shoot me.

Obviously, he didn't succeed.

No, I was a little faster than he was.
Now, you know that's how it happened.

What did you do with Sewel's body?

I buried it in the snow and I told folks
he had to go to Seattle on business.

And then, a few days later,
Millie and I cleared out of Alaska.

And nobody questioned
Sewel's disappearance?

No.

It was my disappearance
that confused them.

You see, I bought a boat ticket
in Sewel's name.

I even used his name
when I married Millie.

Then, officially,
you're Mr. and Mrs. Sewel.

Millie walked out on me during
the honeymoon. She got mad at me

because I wouldn't let her go
to the police.

We didn't see each other again
for 30 years.

Well, that explains
almost everything.

Except how Maury Lewis fits
into the picture.

Lewis bought the old shack
that Sewel and I owned up in Alaska.

He found Sewel's body
and figured out what happened.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Am I intruding?

Ah, it seems I'm running into you
wherever I go.

TRAGG:
Yeah. So it would seem.

Now, we realise
that this is the state of Nevada,

but if you want us to waste time
arranging extradition, we...

That won't be necessary.
Mr. Reed will cooperate.

Oh, no, I won't.

We have nothing to hide,
do we, Mr. Reed?

Nope.

Okay, lieutenant.

I guess that won't be necessary.

Take care of yourself, honey.

Okay.

I'd better get ready.

What do you think?

It's amazing.
Tragg showed up right on our heels.

- He also beat me to Donna Knox.
- Maybe he's been reading your mail.

Whatever they're doing, they know
exactly what's going on in our office.

And if Burger is in on this pipeline,
I'm really gonna confuse him.

Paul, I want you to call
your answering service in Los Angeles.

Have them send one of your men out
to see Della tonight at her apartment.

- How about Faulkner?
- He'll do.

He's to tell her I'll call the office
tomorrow morning, 9:30 sharp.

She's not to pay any attention
to whatever I say.

- She's just to answer accordingly.
- I got it.

- You gonna wait for Millie?
- Yeah, sure.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Yes, Gertie. Line 1 ? Thank you.

Hello, Perry, how are you?

Yes, I heard from Paul.

Well, Tragg took Daniel Reed back
to Los Angeles early this morning.

I put Millie on the same plane.

We'll be in on Flight 12.

Uh, Perry, did you find out why
Mr. Reed was being blackmailed

by, uh, Maury Lewis?

Maury Lewis' real name
is Monty Sewel.

Lewis' real name was Monty Sewel?

- Doesn't seem possible.
- Well, it's true.

If you'll notice, Lewis spelled
backwards is very much like Sewel.

Reed and Sewel were partners in
a gold claim near Fairbanks, Alaska.

Sewel was cheated out of his share
of the claim by Reed.

What do you know.

Of course, I don't have to tell you
not to breathe a word of this to anyone.

If it gets out, Reed will go
right to the gas chamber.

Don't worry, Perry,
I'll be as silent as the grave.

Good girl.
We'll be in the office around 6:00.

Well, that ought to keep Burger
going around in circles.

That was my intention. Come on.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

DELLA:
Perry.

Well, what a nice surprise.

- What's the trouble?
- Did you make up that story

about Monty Sewel and Maury Lewis
being the same person?

Why?

Because they are. It's true.
Every last word of it.

Burger checked it out
and Sewel is Lewis.

Or was Lewis.
You know what I mean.

The Alaskan police made positive
identification from his fingerprints.

He served six months
for assault in 1927.

It isn't possible. I was right there
when you made it up.

I know.

I recall one part of my story
in particular.

I said, if it ever gets out,

Reed will go
right to the gas chamber.

Come on.

- Hiya, counsellor.
- How are you, Daniel?

- Couldn't be better.
- Sit down.

- Preliminary hearing starts tomorrow.
- Yeah, that's what Millie told me.

Oh, I had lots of company
this morning.

First, Millie, and then my nephew,
Willard, and his wife.

What did they want?

They recommended another lawyer,
name of Metcalf.

Mr. Metcalf thought I could get off
by claiming insanity.

I told them the only time my head
was addled

was when I went to live with them.

Metcalf's a good lawyer.

Well, like the fellow said to the dealer
when he got himself a royal flush:

"I like what I got now."

And I like you.

But that doesn't alter the situation.

We're in a jam.

I know. It's my fault.

Yes, it is.

Why didn't you tell me Lewis and
Monty Sewel were one and the same?

I just thought
it would create problems.

What have we got now?

Did you actually think
you killed Sewel 30 years ago?

I did.

Till three months ago
when he and that gal showed up.

- Donna Knox?
- Yes.

Monty always did fine
with the women folk.

Did--?

Did he do fine with Millie?

You've got to understand
that 30 years ago,

Millie was a beautiful young girl.

Lots of fellows
were interested in her.

Was Millie present
the night you tried to kill Sewel?

No.

Did Sewel ever tell you what happened
to him after you shot him?

Yeah. Indian trappers found him,
nursed him back to health.

He only lost a couple of toes
from frostbite.

I know it sounds awful complicated,
Mr. Mason.

Daniel,

as far as the district attorney
is concerned,

our only hope is to make it even
more complicated.

The, uh, telephone in the room
had been used at 24 minutes after 9.

How do you know that, lieutenant?

Well, I talked
with the switchboard operator.

And what number was called
from Mr. Lewis' room?

Holly 2-6231.

And in whose name
is that number listed?

Millie Foster.

BURGER: And did you subsequently
meet this Millie Foster?

TRAGG: Yes, sir, when we arrested
the defendant in Reno.

She had rented the hotel room
in which Mr. Reed was hiding.

Thank you, lieutenant.
Cross-examine.

Now, lieutenant,
how did you discover

that Maury Lewis and Monty Sewel
were one and the same person?

Well, we had reason to believe
that the deceased

had at one time been living near
Fairbanks, Alaska,

and we, uh, checked the police there.

Did you check on Mr. Sewel's
movements after he left Alaska?

Yes, I did.

He bought a boat ticket to Seattle
where he married, uh, Millie Foster.

Where did Mr. Sewel go
upon leaving Seattle?

Oh, well, he, uh, travelled quite a bit.

And his last stop before he came
to Los Angeles was Phoenix.

And he lived, uh, at the Waverly,

Waverly Hotel there,
for about six months.

And knowing how thorough you are,
lieutenant,

I'm sure you must have talked
with the manager at that hotel.

Oh, yes, sir.

Did he describe Mr. Sewel for you?

Yes.

Would you please oblige us
with a report of that conversation?

Well, I, uh-- I asked him
what Mr. Sewel looked like

and he said Mr. Sewel was a man
in his late 60s.

About, uh, 5-feet-5.

Weighed around, uh, 140 pounds.

Yet we know the victim
was in his early 50s,

almost 6 feet tall
and weighed close to 180.

Yes, sir.

Seems to me, lieutenant,
that the description you just gave

fits the defendant, Mr. Reed,
far better than it does the victim.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, lieutenant, that will be all.

You may stand down.

I call Victor Kowalski
to the stand, please.

Well, sir, I was carting away
a sand jar on the fifth floor.

Some wise guy broke it.

You see, there's a sand jar
on every floor, right near the elevator.

Yes, I'm sure I understand.

We have the picture very clearly,
Mr. Kowalski.

You were carrying a broken sand jar
down the corridor of the fifth floor.

What happened then?

Well, the door
to Mr. Lewis' room opened

and some guy came out in a white
uniform, carrying a load of laundry.

Is that man in the courtroom now?

Yes, sir.

Him.

Let the record show that the witness is
pointing at Daniel Reed, the defendant.

Do you know what time this was?

Yes, sir.
It was exactly 26 minutes after 9.

Twenty-six minutes after 9?

Didn't you hear the doctor testify that
Mr. Lewis died between 8 and 9:00?

Yeah. Well, I figured out that Mr. Reed
said that about the laundry, you know,

to make me think Mr. Lewis
was still alive.

I object, Your Honour.
The answer is not responsive.

The district attorney asked the witness
if he heard the doctor's testimony.

The objection is sustained.

The reporter will strike
the last response.

Witness will only answer questions
asked of him.

- Sorry, judge.
- Thank you, Mr. Kowalski.

You may cross-examine.

Now, Mr. Kowalski,

are you sure that the defendant

is the man you saw
coming out of the room

that had been occupied
by the deceased?

Oh, absolutely.
I'd know him anywhere.

- The time was...?
- Exactly 26 minutes after 9.

- How can you be so positive?
- I looked at my watch.

You're certain that no one refreshed
your memory on that point?

KOWALSKl: They didn't have to.
I told you I looked at my watch.

It keeps perfect time.

What time it is now?

Twenty-one minutes after 3.

That's right.

And you consulted
this particular watch

right after the defendant came out
of Mr. Lewis' room?

Yeah. I told you that before.

So you did.

However, I would like to know
how you got this particular watch

out of your pocket at a time
you were carrying a broken sand jar

which must have weighed
at least 60 pounds.

Thank you, Mr. Kowalski.

No further questions.

Yes, I knew my uncle
had some trouble up in Alaska

with a man named Monty Sewel.

He told me about it once.

Didn't he also tell you that he thought
he had killed Monty Sewel?

Your Honour, I object.
Counsel is leading the witness.

Your Honour,
this is a hostile witness.

He's the nephew of the defendant.
He's refused to testify.

The objection is overruled.

Thank you, Your Honour.

Mr. Scott, didn't your uncle tell you that
he thought he'd killed Monty Sewel?

Yes, sir.

Did he also tell you
what they quarrelled about?

- I don't remember.
BURGER: But you do remember

that when your uncle returned
to Los Angeles,

- he was a very wealthy man.
- Yes.

- And he'd been partners with Sewel.
- Yes.

- And he thought he had killed him.
- Yes.

Thank you, Mr. Scott. Your witness.

No questions.

Witness may stand down.

I tell you, Perry, they've got to have
this thing bugged.

If they do, it's illegal.

You don't think
that would stop Burger, do you?

Of course I think so.

[PHONE BUZZES]

Careful.

Hello?

All right, Gertie, send him in.

There, that wasn't too incriminating,
was it?

- Paul.
- See you later.

- Who is it?
- Dave Kemp.

- This is Miss Street, my secretary.
- Hello.

- Can we have a little privacy?
- Confidential secretary.

All right. I suppose you're wondering
what I'm doing here.

Well, I have a pretty good idea.

You wanna give me some ammunition
to use against Donna Knox

when she gets
on the stand tomorrow.

You're pretty sharp.

No, it's fairly obvious.
What are you after, revenge?

Never mind what I'm after.

I got some dope that can blow
this case sky-high.

Monty Sewel had $20,000 in cash
on him before he died.

They never found it in his room.

Now, haven't you asked yourself
the question:

What happened to that money?

Several times.

I've also asked myself what you were
doing at the time of Sewel's murder.

Why didn't you ask me?

I was having a couple of drinks
with Mrs. Scott at the Kelcy Club.

- It was business.
- Nice that you can alibi each other.

You got your lumps
coming to you, Mason.

You intend giving them to me?

No, not me. I'm not in your league.

I'm just advising you
to talk to Donna Knox

and find out what she did
with the 20 G's.

Good night, Mr. Kemp.

He has all the warmth and charm
of a cobra.

Did you get any ideas?

Yeah. Several.

I'm not going to cross-examine
Donna Knox.

I'll wait till Burger rests his case,
then I'll put Willard Scott on the stand

as a witness for the defence.

He can testify
to his uncle's incompetency.

- Are things that bad?
- Well, bad enough.

But by putting Scott on the stand,
I may catch Burger off-guard.

After all, Scott was a witness
for the state.

All right, Mr. Burger,
you may call your next witness.

If Your Honour please, instead
of calling Donna Knox at this time,

I should like to recall Willard Scott.

If it please the court?

District attorney has concluded
his direct examination of Mr. Scott.

That's true, Your Honour.
I now know that Mr. Scott

is in a position to testify
on certain other matters

- pertaining to this case.
- Your Honour--

Were these facts
in your possession before?

No, Your Honour.
I discovered only late last night

the importance of this testimony.

Then I will permit you
to recall this witness.

Thank you, Your Honour.

JUDGE:
Is Willard Scott in court?

Will you please take the stand?

May I remind Your Honour
that this is a hostile witness.

Now, Mr. Scott,
on July 25th of this year,

did you drive to a sanitarium
run by a Dr. Norris?

Yes, I did.

And was the defendant, Daniel Reed,
with you at that time?

- Yes, sir.
- Would you tell us, please,

why you took your uncle
to a sanitarium?

We--

I thought he needed help.

What kind of help?

Well, he's not a young man
and he acted very childishly at times.

So you just decided
to have him committed?

Yes, sir.

BURGER:
Only, his attorney, Perry Mason,

presented a writ of habeas corpus
to Judge Treadwell.

- Is that correct?
WILLARD: Yes, sir.

What was Judge Treadwell's
decision?

He granted the habeas corpus.

Which means, in effect,
that your uncle

is responsible for all his acts
and knows exactly what he's doing.

- Yes, sir.
- Thank you, Mr. Scott. Your witness.

You tell us, Mr. Scott,
that you believe now

that your uncle is in complete
possession of his faculties?

- No, I don't.
- And, as his only living relative,

you felt it's your duty
to look after him?

Yes, sir.

And was it your duty
to look after his money as well?

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

- That never entered your mind?
- No.

Then why did you have an attorney
named Richard Rice

draw up the necessary papers?

Oh, it was...

It was just something
I thought should be done.

- Did your wife know about this?
WILLARD: Of course.

Then tell us, Mr. Scott,

if your wife did know
that you had retained Mr. Rice,

why did you permit her to retain
another attorney

by the name of George Metcalf
to draw up similar papers?

She thought Metcalf
was a better lawyer.

Yet you went to see Mr. Rice the day
after your meeting with Metcalf.

And whereas
Mr. Metcalf's petition provided

for you and Mrs. Scott
to be joint guardians of Daniel Reed,

you asked Mr. Rice to make you
the sole guardian.

Well, isn't that true?

Yes.

I now ask you, Mr. Scott,

what you were doing between
8 and 9:00 on the night of the murder?

I resent this. I'm not on trial here.

Answer the question.

- I was at home with my wife.
- No, you weren't.

Your wife was at the Kelcy Club
with a man named Dave Kemp,

discussing business.

The manager there identified her
from her photograph.

Now I ask you once again,
Mr. Scott,

what were you doing between
8 to 9:00 on the night of the murder?

- I don't remember.
- Then I'll tell you.

You drove over to the Quincy Hotel,

where you killed a man
by the name of Monty Sewel.

That's ridiculous.
I didn't even know the man.

But you knew your uncle
would be accused of his murder.

And you decided if you couldn't gain
control of Daniel Reed's money

by having him committed, you wanted
to see him go to the gas chamber.

No.

No, I didn't want him to go
to the gas chamber.

I just thought
they'd put him away some place.

I wanted to get away from her.

I wanted it so bad.

You don't know what it's like
to listen to her nagging day after day,

night after night.

Sixteen years.

Sixteen years
and never a minute's peace.

I just wanted to get away from her,
that's all.

Just wanted to get away.

I have no further questions,
Your Honour.

[MASON CLEARS THROAT]

- Well, it's not out on the terrace.
- It must be somewhere in this room.

[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]

I didn't wait to be announced.

Maybe I can help?

This what you were looking for?

Cute little gadget, isn't it?

That thing will pick up
both ends of a telephone conversation

plus anything else said in the room.

Well, maybe I owe you
an explanation.

Yes, I think you do.

Well, uh, Burger and I knew nothing
about this.

We had no idea
that the place was bugged.

Who was it, uh, Dave Kemp?

I got the story 20 minutes ago.

Kemp, uh, got in here
one night last week, planted it,

and has been feeding information
to an eager beaver in my department,

who told me that it came
from a pet stoolie.

Well, you can see
what Kemp was after.

Sure. He wanted his licence back.

TRAGG: Well, I don't have to tell you
that he won't get it back.

I hope you believe me, Perry.

You know I do.

TRAGG: Now I think you owe me
an explanation.

Who put you onto Willard Scott?

Process of elimination.

Kemp and Mrs. Scott had alibis
for each other,

Donna Knox had no motive.

- She could have taken that 20 grand.
- No.

No, she must have turned that over
to the police.

Burger wouldn't have put her
on the stand if she'd been vulnerable.

You left out Millie Foster?

She had her chance at Sewel,
30 years ago in Alaska.

You mean, she was the one
that shot him?

Daniel Reed was just covering up
for her.

TRAGG:
And that brought us to Willard Scott.

When you told Della you wanted
to call Scott as your witness,

you were just playing that scene
for Burger.

Um...

How did he like the performance?

Loved it.

But just make sure
that you don't invite him

the next time
that you're doing a benefit.

[ALL LAUGH]