All language subtitles for Street.Of.Chance.1942.1080p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG

Hey, you!

- Serious?

- No, just badly shaken
up with a little scratch.

He'll be all right.

- Sure.

- Lucky that big piece
there didn't sock you.

All right, it's all over.

Break it up, folks.

- How about standing up?

Come on, get going.

Yeah.

I'm all right. Thanks.

- Like to come with us for a checkup?

- No, I better get home to my wife.

She worries if I'm late.

- Name and address.

- My name is frank Thompson,
169 north rutherford.

- Stick around.

We'll have to pick up a
few names of witnesses.

- Remember now, if you don't feel so hot,

drop in at the hospital and
have yourself looked at.

- I will. Thanks.

- Hey, mister.

Don't forget your hat.

- Oh, thanks.

This isn't mine.

- Sure it is. I seen it
on you when you fell down.

- What?

- Don't you know your own hat, mister?

- Okay now?

- Wait a minute. There's
something wrong here, officer.

This hat and this cigarette
case don't belong to me.

- He had that on when
he fell down. I seen it.

And he took that out of his pocket.

- Beat it.

- Say...

What part of town is this?

- 22nd and tillary.

- What am I doing here?

- Don't you know?

- I've never been here before in my life.

There's no reason why I should be here.

I can't even remember how I got here.

- You sure you don't want to go some place

and lay down for a little while?

- No.

I'm gonna get away from here.

How can I get home?

How can I get to n. Rutherford street?

- That's way uptown.

The I is three blocks over.

The east side subway is
down the street there.

Or you can get the greenline bus.

- Thanks.

Virginia.

Virginia?

Virginia!

- What do you want? Who are you?

Why, Mr. Thompson, what
are you doing around here?

Thinking of taking your old flat back?

It's vacant again.

The last tenant moved out only a week ago.

- What are you talking about?

What's happened?

- I'm sure I couldn't say what's happened.

Your wife didn't take
me into her confidence

when she moved away.

- Moved?

It was only this morning
that I said goodbye to her

at that very door.

- Are you sure you're feeling
quite well, Mr. Thompson?

- Where has she gone?

Tell me where I can find her!

- Please!
- Tell me!

- She's living around at Anderson street.

Second building from the
corner. Apartment 4a.

- Virginia.

What is this?

What's it all about?

What happened?

This apartment.

Your name over the
doorbell. Your maiden name.

What did you do it for?

Why did you move?

What reason?

What possible reason could you have had

to do such a thing without telling me?

- Frank.

Frank.

- Virginia, stop it.

Frank, I...

- I went home. You weren't there.

She told, Mrs. Webb...

Tell me, tell me. There
must be some explanation.

It doesn't make sense.
It's like a bad dream.

- You've come back,
frank. I knew you would.

- Why shouldn't I come back?

Come back?

From where?

Why do you say that?

When I left for the office this morning,

did I say or do anything

that made you think I wasn't coming back?

This morning?

- Yes.

You kissed me goodbye,
you called out after me,

"are you sure you've got
your muffler? It's cold out."

- Frank, what are you
saying, this morning?

I moved here over a year ago.

The weather alone ought to tell you that.

It's warm out.

You're not wearing your
muffler, or even your coat now.

You left me in the winter,
and now it's spring.

We've both read of cases like this.

Amnesia.

On your way to the
office that last morning,

something must have happened to you,

some accident, some blow,

just like what happened tonight.

You just didn't know who you were anymore,

forgot where you were going,
forgot to come home to me.

- What must you have thought?

What you must have gone through.

- Darling, you're back,
and that's all that counts.

- But you...

How did you mange to get along?

- I got a job.

Several.

Modeling, typing in an advertising agency.

I did very well too.

Of course, I haven't been working lately,

but there's enough in
the bank to keep us going

until you get started again.

- Did they ever call up from the office?

- Naturally.

I told them you had a nervous breakdown.

I was too proud to let anybody know

I didn't know where you were,

that you'd left me without a word.

- Oh, poor Virginia.

I wonder if there's a
chance they'd take me back.

- I don't see why not.

You were the head of your department.

Mr. Clark was always terribly fond of you.

I don't know. I don't
know which way to turn.

What to do or what to think.

I can't think.

I can't remember.

- You will.

But don't worry about it tonight.

Just rest.

Hold on to the things you're sure of.

You're home, and you're safe.

- And I'm with you.

- I must say, frank
Thompson, you don't look much

like you've had a nervous breakdown.

- I'm all right now or I wouldn't be here.

- Yes, sir?

Mr. Clark says for you to go right in.

- Thanks.

- Well, well, the return of the prodigal.

Come on in, frank.

You better familiarize yourself

with all these new accounts first, frank.

Then we can pick it up from
there and you'll be all set.

- All right. Thanks, Mr. Clark.

- If there's anything
else you want to know,

just give me a buzz.

Get your paper. Extra, extra.

Paper, read all about it.

- Get going will you? Get going!

Don't stop! Don't stop!

- Sorry, mister, red light.

- You didn't have any
trouble getting organized

at the office today, did you?

Frank?

I said, you didn't have any
trouble remembering today.

I mean people and things.

The way they were before you went away.

Did you?

- Not a bit.

- That's good.

I'm sure you'll be able to recall

what happened in that other time.

- I hope you're right.

- It's so lovely out.

How would you like to take
a little stroll somewhere?

Or maybe go to a picture, huh?

- No.

No, I...

I don't want to go anywhere tonight.

- All right.

Frank!

Hello?

Yes.

Just a moment, please.

It's your office.

- Hello.

Oh, yes, miss peabody.

- I was working a little
late tonight, Mr. Thompson,

and a call came through for you.

Someone wanted your telephone number.

- Who was it?

He didn't give any name.

- No name at all?

- No, he just said that he was
a very old friend of yours.

He saw you coming out
of the building tonight

but lost you in the crowd,

so he came back and made inquiries and-

- you didn't give him my number, did you?

- Well, yes, I did give him the number.

I hope you don't mind.

- No, not at all.

Don't give it another thought.

Good night.

- Frank, there is something
you're keeping from me.

- No, darling.

It's only that I can't remember.

I can't remember.

- I'll go around the back
and watch the fire escapes.

- Virginia! Virginia, wake up.

Now, don't be frightened.

We've got to get out of here now.

No light! They might see us.

- There's no time to talk.

There's not even time
for you to get dressed.

Just get into your shoes and hurry.

I'll get your coat. Where's your handbag?

- In the top drawer.

Frank, what is that?

- There's no time now.

- Frank!

- The fire escape.

You all right? Let's go.

It's locked!

Next building! Come on!

- Frank, you've got to tell
me, what's this all about?

- Not now, keep going.
- We're not out of it yet!

Make a break for the corner.

- I'm sorry, darling, but I'm all in.

- There's what we'll want.

Get in.

I want you to go to your mother's

and stay there till you hear from me.

At least whatever happens,
I'll know you're safe.

And don't try to get in
touch with me in any way.

I don't know who they are
or why they're after me.

I only know that I've got
to keep you out of this.

- Please, frank, I'm not afraid.

Let me see it through with you.

- No, when a man falls in
quicksand, he doesn't reach up

and pull those he loves down with him.

Goodbye for now.

I've got to find out what this is

before I dare come into your life again.

If you love me, you'll do what I ask you.

- I won't have a moment's
rest until I see you again,

until I hear you say that
everything's all right.

- Please god, that won't be long.

- Where to, folks?

Around the park for two bucks.

- The lady will tell you
where she wants to go.

Okay.

- Goodbye for a little.

- Goodbye, darling.

- Here we are.

Tillary street.

Somewhere down here is the answer.

Some place there's somebody
that's got to recognize me,

remember me, say hello.

Nobody I ever saw in my life.

Nobody that ever saw me from
the looks on their faces.

Coffee. That's what / could use.

- Well?

- Say, could you give me any-

- oh, this again, huh?

- Why? Is this the same
place I've brought it before?

I mean, all these pawn
shops look alike to me.

- Three times you've been
in here with this now.

To me, this is the best
known cigarette case

in the neighborhood.

- Say, do you keep the ticket stubs

or whatever they're called

after the article has been once redeemed?

- Sure. What address you
gonna give me this time?

- What address did I give you last time?

- A phony, a vacant lot.

Say, who did you think you was fooling?

I looked it up.

- Nobody.

How much?

- Four dollars.

And I'm losing money.

- Hello.

- Yes, sir. You're next.

- I haven't been in here lately.

- You been here before?

- Sure. Don't you recognize me?

- We get a lot of people here.

Yes, sir, come right in.

Sit down. No waiting.

Come in, mister. No waiting.

- What do you mean, no waiting?

All day long,

walking up and down this cockeyed street.

I'm dead.

Not a peep out of anybody.

I've got to get out of this.

I've got to find something
that'll help me remember.

Maybe if I had a drink.

Something cold, a cold beer.

- Well?

- The usual.

- And what would that be?

- You ought to know by now.

- What do you want, mister?

- Beer.

- Why didn't you say
so in the first place?

- Danny!

Danny, you crazy fool,

what are you doing out on
the open street like this?

- Well, I was...

Watching the fire.

- Have you lost your mind?

Come on inside before somebody sees you.

What are you trying to
do, throw yourself away?

Don't you know crowds are
the worst place for you?

Get in the apartment quick. Hurry!

I'll look around and see
if anyone is tailing you.

Danny, where are you going?

- Well, i-

- what's the matter with you? Go on up.

Hurry.

Danny, better keep away from that window.

What are you doing in
this part of town anyway?

Don't you realize they've
been watching me too?

- I had to come back to find out things.

- Haven't you been reading the papers?

- Yes.

Sure, but you must know more than I do.

- All I know is that Joe
marucci has sworn to get you.

- Joe marucci.

- Oh, Dan.

Dan, darling, you don't
know what it's been like

these past few days.

Aren't you gonna kiss me?

- Why are you so worried about me?

- Why am I so...

Oh, you!

Why do I love you like this?

You're no good and you never will be!

Dan, what are we gonna do?

- You gotta help me.

I know.

I know. I've been racking my
brain trying to think how.

Give me a cigarette.

And let's just be happy together
for a few minutes anyway.

We may never have another chance.

Wait. I wanna make a wish.

There.

Want to know what it was?

That they'll never get you.

That they'll let me keep you
like this to myself forever.

- Forever is a long time.

How long has it been now?

I seem to have lost
track of time a little.

- A week.

Just one little week.

All our plans, all our dreams
gone, simply because...

- Because?

- Oh, let's not talk about it.

- But I want to talk about it.

I want you to go over everything with me

so it'll all be clear,

so I'll know where I
stand and what to do next.

- Danny, what a strange
thing for you to say.

What is there to go over?

- There's a lot of things to go over.

- I think what we both need is a drink.

- Amen to that.

- Help me up.

Have you had your dinner?

Well, I haven't. Wait'll I
see what's in the kitchen.

There isn't a thing to eat
in here or to drink either.

You know how it is using this place

only once a week on my day off.

- Sure.

- I think I'll run down to the corner

and get something and bring it up here.

What would you like to drink?

- I don't care.

Beer?

- All right. I'll see if
they have some on ice.

I better look this after me.

- Afraid I'll get out, Ruth?

- Oh, no, Mr. Nearing.
- Afraid somebody might get in.

- Nearing.

- I heard her come in
but I guess she went out.

- Thanks.

Oh, good evening.

- What do you want?

- You think you're a pretty
smart girl, don't you?

- Meaning what?

- Tipping your boyfriend off last night

when we were gonna move in on him?

- How would I know that?

Besides, if you'll take
the trouble to check,

you'll find that I was in
new Jericho last night.

- Well, if you were then
you can't be living uptown

under the name of Virginia Morrison.

- What?

Virginia Morrison is the
name over the doorbell

where he was hiding out.

You mean, he didn't mention Virginia?

- He doesn't know any virginias.

- Oh, no, rats like Danny
nearing never cheat.

They may carve up helpless
old men and steal their dough,

but they never, never know any virginias

when they're going around
with dames named Ruth.

- Oh, no, I know that one,
that old jealousy gag.

Boyfriend chisels.

Girl, wised up by sympathetic
officer of the law

burns and tells all.

If you've come all the way down here

to shake the moth balls out of that one,

you've wasted your time.

If the commissioner wants to see me, fine,

but off the record interviews are out.

- Oh, this won't take much of your time.

- I know just how far
the law allows you to go,

and this is as far as you're
going without a warrant.

- You're just making
things tough for yourself.

- Good night.

Take your foot out of the door.

- I think I'm gonna have you picked up

as a material witness.

- Fine, get Virginia too.

Here's your beer.

Oh, I see you found the clippings.

I've been saving them for you.

Anything there you haven't seen before?

- Yes.

Quite a lot.

Ruth.

You don't believe that
I killed him, do you?

- Danny, I wasn't there.

- Where were you?

- In the bar mixing drinks
for bill and Alma as usual.

- Bill and Alma?

- Yes, he was in the
sitting room, also as usual.

They swore they heard you and diedrich

yelling at each other
all the way upstairs.

They couldn't have.

I was in the next room and
I didn't hear anything.

Dan, if only you hadn't run away.

But that was my fault. It was
the worst possible advice.

But I thought...

- That I did it?

- Dan, it doesn't matter.

I don't care whether
you killed him or not.

- Then you will help me?

- You don't have to ask me that.

I love you.

I'll help you get away if
it's the last thing I ever do.

- You really mean that?

- With all my heart.

Danny?

Yes?

- Could you hear what
marucci was saying to me

out in the hall?

- Yeah, some of it.

Why do you look at me like that?

- Virginia.

- Who? Virginia, yes, yes, I heard that.

- Whose apartment were you hiding in?

- A friend of mine. I mean a
girlfriend of a friend of mine.

Her name's Virginia.

Oh.

- She wasn't there. She was out of town.

He let me use her place.

That's that name over the
doorbell, Virginia Morrison.

- Is that all she is to you,
just a name over a doorbell?

- That's all.

- All right, Danny.

- You ought to have a
good sock in the jaw.

- Go ahead, sock me.

Danny, I'd go through
anything for you but...

Never lie to me.

- Ruth...

I didn't kill diedrich.

I couldn't have. I'm not a murderer.

The me that's inside
wouldn't let me kill anyone.

I gotta find out.

How?

- I'm going up to new Jericho.

- What? Danny, you're crazy!

- Sooner or later the police
are gonna catch up with me.

I've got to find out what
I can before they do.

- No. No, I won't let you.

- You're gonna help me.

You said a minute ago, you'd
go through anything for me.

All right, prove it.

- But...

But bill and Alma...

Don't you see they're
trying to pin this on you?

- Why?

- Well, you know why.

Because they'll inherit everything

if they can keep suspicion
away from themselves.

- You mean one of them did it?

- I don't know, but who
else could it have been?

It was only you and me and the cook.

- We'll find out whether
they did it or not.

Somewhere in that house
is the right answer,

and I'm gonna find it.

We've got to find it.

- I've just come from there
and tomorrow is my day off.

What'll they say?

- You'll have to think up something good.

What trains are there?

There's one at 9:25 I think but-

9:25

- Danny!

- That's the one we'll be on.

- I don't think I should
answer that question

unless my attorney is present.

- That's your privilege, Mr. Diedrich.

- Bill, don't talk like a ninny.

- After all, this is just an
informal little get together

to help me, as district
attorney of Jericho county,

tie up the loose ends of my
report to the grand jury.

- I have nothing to add to
what I've already told you.

- You ain't told us
very much, Mr. Diedrich.

- No.

For example, I'm still not quite sure

where you all were when
the crime occurred.

- I was getting ready for bed.

- Brushing your teeth and what not?

- Exactly.

- How long has it been your
habit to brush your teeth

in Mrs. Diedrich's private sitting room?

- Look here, stillwell!

- Bill!

- Deposition of Ruth Dillon made in part.

"Young Mr. Bill was with Mrs. Diedrich

in her upstairs sitting room.

They told me to go down to the bar

and mix two bourbon highballs as usual.

They also asked me to look and see

if Mr. Harry diedrich was
still in the living room."

Now surely, Mr. Diedrich, in the light

of what you've just told me-

- she's lying.

- That would be perjury, Mr. Diedrich.

That there is a sworn statement.

- She'd do anything to protect nearing.

She's crazy about him.

- Yes, we have ample proof of that.

At the moment, though,
let us confine ourselves

to the situation in
your home as it existed

prior to you brother's murder.

- The situation?

- He means you and me, bill.

- Alma, you don't know what you're saying!

- Oh, yes I do.

Bill and I have been
in love with each other

for a long time, Mr. Stillwell.

Of course, it's all been perfectly proper.

I was on the point of discussing a divorce

arrangement with my husband when he...

- He didn't know, then.

Oh, no.

No, we've always been extremely careful,

not to hurt him, I mean.

- And yet, the day before he was killed,

he'd instructed his lawyer
to draw up a new will

cutting you off with a dollar.

- I wonder why.

- Of course he was dead
before the new will

could be executed.

- Poor Harry.

- You're familiar, I suppose,
with the amount of the estate.

- More or less.

- More or less about $250,000.

- Really?

- Money, money, money.
- The root of all evil.

- Especially if you ain't got none.

What's that?

- Oh, nothin', not a dern thing.

I was just phlosiphisin' at myself.

- Tell me, Mrs. Diedrich,
have you ever discussed

this matter with your
late husband's brother?

- You don't have to answer
that question, Alma.

- I don't intend to.

I think you're rather
exceeding your authority

at this point, Mr. Stillwell.

We're not in court, please remember.

- You misinterpret my
question, Mrs. Diedrich.

Perhaps from now on,

you better address your
questions to our attorney.

- Definitely.

- As you wish.

And thank you so much for coming.

- Hello, Joe.

I thought you were staying
down at the city tonight.

- They're just the people I want to see.

- It's very late and I'm very tired.

- A couple of questions I want to ask you

about your maid, Ruth Dillon.

- Mrs. Diedrich and her brother-in-law

have just declined to answer
any further questions,

except through their lawyer.

- This is her night off, isn't it?

She's supposed to be in town?

I just saw her down at the
station getting off the 9:25.

Any idea why she'd be coming back?

- Not in the least.

- Good night, Mr. Marucci.

- I still say that dame
ought to be picked up

and held as a material witness.

No!

- Mrs. Diedrich maintains
that if we allow the girl

to move about freely, she
might accidentally tip us off

as to where nearing is hiding out.

There's some logic in that.

- You're the boss.

Got a gun up at the house?

- Yes.

- Keep it handy. And
lock your bedroom door.

- You mean there's apt to be trouble?

- I hope so, quick and plentiful.

I'm getting sick and tired

of the way this case is being run.

- If that'll be all.

- Yes, until I can get in
touch with your lawyer.

- Good night.
- Good night.

- When the Dillon dame got off the train,

she caught a ride to the
diedrich house on a truck.

- So what?

- So I'd like to find out if
she finished the ride alone

or if she picked up somebody further on.

It's all right. They're out.

- Where do you think they are?

- You know them when they go out.

The country club or just park somewhere,

having a little talk about life.

We've lots of time.

- Let me see that light.

- What now?

- I just want to look around.

- Now that we're here,

what do you think you're
gonna find for heaven's sake?

- I don't know.

See, now this would be the
living room, of course.

- You ought to know after all
the months you worked here.

- I get a little confused in the dark.

- That doesn't make any more sense

than some of the other
things you've been saying.

- This the front door?

- Yes.

That's where it's been
for the last 50 years.

The bar and solarium over
and the alcove where...

- Where it happened.

Yes.

You certainly don't want to
go back in there, do you?

- That's just where I do want to go.

You'll go alone.

- Why?

- Only two things would
take anybody in there:

A morbid mind or a
completely hard-boiled way

of looking at life.

I don't happen to have either.

- Oh, I'm hard-boiled.

Or insane!

You wouldn't have come
back here if you weren't.

- Tell you what, Ruth, go to the bar

and get me a shot of Brandy, will you?

I'm not feeling as
hard-boiled as you think.

- Right now I'm not so sure what I think.

No lights, remember.

- Don't go too far and
don't be gone too long.

Ruth!

- What is it? What happened?

- You heard me.

How could I help it?

- Do you suppose if there'd
been anybody upstairs

they'd have heard?

- Naturally.

- Well, you remember...

You said on the night of the murder,

you didn't hear anything from the bar?

But bill and Alma swore they did,

and they were all the way upstairs.

- Proving what?

- Proving that you're right,
that nobody yelled at all.

- Do you mean to say that...

You scared me out of a year's growth...

Just to...

You! You!

- What's the matter with you?

If you're gonna fly off
the handle this way,

you're not gonna be much help.

- What do you expect me to do

when you play tricks like that on me?

Oh, Dan.

Dan, don't do a thing like that again.

- All right, I promise.

You see, I just had to try it.

Now how about my drink?

- I ought to mix you a Mickey.

- Ruth!

There's an old woman in there. She saw me!

- It's only grandma diedrich, silly.

Here.

- Grandma diedrich?

- You're certainly not worried about her?

- She'll tell everybody she saw me.

- Say, what is the matter with you anyway?

Ever since I dragged you in
off the street this evening

you've been making some
of the strangest cracks.

- Well, you know what a
terrible strain I've been under.

- I know, but getting all upset

about a harmless old woman who...

What is it? Tell me
what's happened to you.

I get frightened when you say such things.

It's sounds like you're cracking up.

- All right.

All right, I'll tell you.

I hadn't wanted to tell you,

because it's not easy to believe.

But on the street the other
day I was hit on the head.

- Oh, Danny.

I did. I swear.

It was something from a building.

- And you haven't been able
to remember anything since.

To a certain
extent, that's exactly right.

- Especially about the diedrichs.

- You gotta believe me, Ruth.

- Oh, I do.

- You gotta try to help me remember.

There are certain questions
that'll sound nonsensical.

- Sure, any little thing you want.

- Ruth.

- Too bad you weren't hit on the head

before Harry diedrich was killed.

Oh, Dan, I'm sorry. I
shouldn't have said that.

Forgive me. Kiss me and forgive me.

- I've got to look around some more.

Don't be frightened. I won't hurt you.

Do you know who I am?

Danny nearing.

I want to talk to you.

Harry diedrich was your son, wasn't he?

I didn't kill him. I couldn't have.

I want you to know that.

I've come back to this
house with the police

practically breathing down
my neck to find who did.

I don't know where to start.
I don't know what to do.

I need someone to help me
and there isn't anyone.

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize.

You can't talk.

You would help me if you could.

Is the light too strong?

Sorry.

There.

Better?

You understand everything
I say, don't you?

You mean you do.

One blink means yes?

Two blinks could mean no then.

Well now we're getting somewhere.

Mrs. Diedrich, I'm going to
ask you a lot of questions.

You can answer yes or no just like that.

One blink for yes.

Two blinks for...

- Danny, what are you up to now?

What's that lamp lit for? Are you crazy?

- No, wait a minute. That's all right.

I've drawn the blinds.

I've just made a discovery.

I think I found a way to talk to her.

- What?

- We've worked out a system.

One blink for yes and two blinks for no.

Now watch this.

- Oh, Danny, leave her alone. She's sick.

Would you like me to turn your pillow?

It's a shame the way they
neglect her since Harry died.

She really ought to have a nurse.

I don't know what she'll
do now that we're leaving.

- Leaving?

- Yes.

- No.

- Once you've satisfied yourself

that there's nothing in
this house that can help you

and if the police don't
grab you, we're going away.

- I have-

- I know a place in Colorado that-

what chance have we got to get to Colorado

with every road in the
state being watched?

- We can do anything with enough money.

And I've got some. I saved it for us.

- Listen!

What's that?

There's a car coming up the drive.

- It's Alma and bill.

Now we're in for it.

- I'll put the car away.
- Have you got your key?

- Yes.

- You might have a drink
ready for me when I get in.

- All right.

What's going on in here?

- Oh, good evening, Mrs. Diedrich.

- What are you doing back from town?

- Well, I have something I
want to talk to you about.

- It must be tremendously important

to have brought you
back on your night off.

- It is.

- Well, as soon as you
finish fussing with grandma,

you'll find me in the sun room.

Good night, grandma.

Oh, Ruth...

- Yes, Mrs. Diedrich.

- Ruth, how did this happen to be here?

- Oh, I'm sorry, that's mine.

The reason I came up here tonight

was to tell you that I'm leaving.

- You're leaving?

- Yes.

- I hope you don't plan
to go too far away,

because the police might
not approve exactly.

- I can go anywhere I please.
- They have my statement.

Shh.

I'll sneak you through
the kitchen into the yard

and join you as soon as I can.

Better turn out that light. Be careful.

- We'll it try again later
tomorrow the first chance I get.

- Oh, good evening, Mr. Diedrich.

- Well, I'd heard you came back from town.

- Who told you?

- Joe marucci.

He seems to be quite
fascinated by your movements.

I can't say that I blame him.

- Mrs. Diedrich's waiting
for me at the bar.

- Oh, do you mind if I join you?

- How did this happen?

- Oh, I dropped it.

- Why?

- Well, I was getting a little Brandy

for grandmother diedrich when I...

I heard a noise that startled me.

- What sort of a noise?

- Well, it sounded like a cry,
and it came from the alcove.

- Nonsense.

So you helped yourself to
another drink. Two of them.

- One was for your
mother-in-law, Mrs. Diedrich.

- I see, of course.

You're a clever girl, Ruth.

I always suspected as much.

- What is all this?

- What was it you were saying

a few minutes ago about leaving?

- Oh, just that I'm getting married.

- Married?

- Who to?

- After all, Mrs. Diedrich,

that's rather my
business, don't you think?

- Who's gonna be the
best man? Danny nearing?

- I don't have to take
that sort of thing from you

and I don't intend to.

- Shut up, bill. You're quite right.

- I'd like to go to
bed now, Mrs. Diedrich,

if you don't mind.

- Very well.

As to your leaving, I'll
naturally expect you to stay

until I can make other arrangements.

And if I were you, I think I'd

tell the police where you're going.

- Thank you, I will. Good night.

- Good night.

Maybe you'll give me a short synopsis

of what this is all about.

- Wait.

Bill...

I found this in the hall.
She said it was hers.

- Well, smoking cigarettes
all over the house

and breaking glasses.

She's been having quite an
evening for herself, hasn't she?

- That's not the point.

It's not her cigarette. It couldn't be.

- What makes you think so?

- Because she always
wears a little lipstick

and there isn't any on that.

- I wonder if that's what marucci meant

when he asked me if I
had a gun in the house.

Maybe we better phone the police

and have them search the grounds.

- Nervous?

- I'm only thinking of you.

Give me the sheriff's office.

The line is dead.

- But it can't be. The
operator answered you.

- It's dead now.

- You'd better drive into
town and get the sheriff.

- And leave you all alone?

- My hero.

- If you have any sense,
you'll just go upstairs

and lock your bedroom
door as marucci suggested.

- You'll stand guard outside, I suppose.

- No.

I think I'll take a bath

and curl up with a nice warm revolver.

- Ruth?

Ruth.

Well?

- Danny, they suspect something.

You've got to get out of here now.

It isn't safe for you
to stay another minute.

I'm staying here until
I find what I came for.

- Danny, Danny, please, if you love me,

get away from here before it's too late.

Listen, use your head.
Go back to town and wait.

I'll check out of here
tomorrow and meet you.

We'll pick up a car and start west.

It's what we always wanted to do.

- No, no. Where will I stay tonight?

- Danny, you're a stubborn fool.

- Where will I stay?

- All right.

There's a greenhouse at
the end of the garden.

No one ever goes near it.

- On the grounds?

But you said they suspect something is up.

What if they phone the police?

- They won't. Not tonight.

- All right. Goodbye.

- Danny?

Yeah.

What a lovely day.

- That girl's smarter than
we gave her credit for being.

There she goes, back in her
regular routine with grandma,

just as though nothing at
all had happened last night.

- Yes, all the months
she's been working here,

I've never been able to
get anything out of her

but "yes, Mr. Diedrich"
and "no, Mr. Diedrich."

- Not that you haven't tried.

If you Cherish any fond
hopes of leading me

and the bulk of your brother's estate

down that long red carpet,

you'd better start disciplining
that wandering eye of yours.

- Oh, behave. Behave.

- Has the man fixed the phone yet?

- Yes, he just left.

- Are you gonna telephone the police

or are you gonna drive down?

- I'm feeling rich and
lazy. I think I'll phone.

- There you are, honey,
nice and cozy in the sun.

Dan? Are you there?

- I thought you'd never come.

- Stay back. They'll
see you from the house.

I brought you a sandwich.
It's all I could get.

They've been watching
me like a pair of hawks.

- Thanks.

- Did you get any sleep?

- Oh, sure.

Sometimes for as much as
15 minutes at a stretch,

with my head on a sack of fertilizer

and my feet on a lawnmower.

- What are your plans?

- I'll stay here till it gets dark.

It's the only thing I can do.

- The police are liable to come.

- That'll be nice.

Ruth!

- What?

- Do you think you could
go back to the house

and get me a pencil and paper
without attracting attention?

- What for?

- Never mind what for.

I think I've discovered something.

- What is it, Danny? Tell me.

- I'll tell you later.

Can you get me that paper
and pencil or can't you?

- Yes, I think so if it's
that important to you.

- If it wasn't, I wouldn't ask you.

- All right, Danny.

Now you be a good girl till I come back.

Whatever you do, stay out of sight.

- Don't worry, I will.

Mrs. Diedrich...

Will you talk to me with
your eyes if I show you how?

Listen carefully.

Now, I'm going through the alphabet.

When I come to the letter
you want, you blink once.

We'll be able to spell
out words. Understand?

First...

Do you know anything
about how your son died?

Do you know who killed him?

Would you tell me?

Why not?

You mean you want to
spell out your reasons?

All right.

You mean the first
letter of the word is a.

Second.

Is the word "after"?

No. All right.

We'll try again.

A-f-r-a-i-d, afraid.

You're afraid.

Who are you afraid of?

- Danny, get back!

- Wait a minute.

- Marucci and the sheriff are here.

Did you bring that paper and pencil?

- No, there wasn't time.

I thought it was more
important to warn you.

- All right, you've warned me.

Now leave her here and
go back and get them.

- You're out of your mind.

I've got to take her back to the house.

They might come looking
for me and find you.

- No, no.
- I'll see what's going on.

For heaven's sake, whatever you do,

keep under cover until you hear from me.

- Come back!

A minute or two more won't matter.

She was just going to tell
me the name of the murderer!

Ruth!

- All those shenanigans last
night add up to just one thing.

Nearing's around here some place,
and the girl knows where.

- Why would he be sucker
enough to come back here?

- That's easy. You say she's given notice.

He's got all that dough he swiped

when he knifed your husband.

They figure on beating it some place

and they just think new Jericho

is a betterjumping off
place than the city,

not that they'll get very far.

- No, siree, we'll get out a
posse and surround the grounds.

- No, siree, we won't get out no posse,

and we won't surround no grounds.

We won't do any snooping around here,

and we won't bother our girlfriend
with any more questions.

- Would you mind telling us

just where you intend to go from here?

- We're going back to new Jericho

and we're gonna sit tight until tonight.

Then, about 8:30 tonight...

- Oh, Ruth.

If Mr. Marucci or the
sheriff's office telephones,

tell him we'll be at the country club.

- Yes, Mrs. Diedrich.

- And I hope we don't find
cigarettes and broken glasses

lying around as we did last night.

- You won't, Mrs. Diedrich.

- So far so good?

- So far.

- She didn't get wise, eh?

- What was there to get wise to?

- We're going to a dinner
party at the country club.

- By the way, marucci,

if you'll allow me to make a suggestion,

if you do happen to run
across Danny nearing,

take my advice and shoot first.

- You'd like that, huh?

Okay, folks, get moving.

- Tail them.

- If I'd have had to stay
there another five minutes,

I would have gone stark raving mad.

I know.

- All day long, hour after hour,

sweltering in that shed,
not a drop of water,

every nerve in my body on
edge, and nothing happening!

- Well, darling, something's
gonna happen now.

We're taking the other car
and getting out of here.

Everything's ready. The bags
are packed, dark glasses-

- no, Ruth!

- Danny. Danny, please don't say that.

Believe me, I know what's best for us.

We'll...

We'll talk about it later.

Come on, Danny, please.

There's food in the kitchen,
and while you're eating

I'll get out of my uniform
and pick up my bag.

- There's nobody going to
interrupt us this time.

I want you to tell me who killed your son.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

I promise the moment you
tell me, no matter who it is,

I'll phone the police and
have them move in fast.

I'll give you the letters.

You signal to me, the way
we were doing this morning.

Mrs. Diedrich...

Listen to me.

Open your eyes.

Please. Please.

You're an old woman. You
haven't much longer to live.

Do you want me sent to the
chair for something I didn't do?

I couldn't have done it.

Was it bill?

Did he want his brother out
of the way because of Alma?

No, it wasn't bill.

Then it was Alma.

To be free to get his money.

It was because she wanted a divorce

and he wouldn't give her one.

No? That's wrong too?

You're not telling the truth.

It must have been one of them.

Who else was in the house?

Who else could it have been?

- Well, I hope you're satisfied.

- Ruth?

- You certainly asked for it.

- You didn't...

You?

Why?

- He came in, found me taking
money out of the drawer.

He hit me.

There was a struggle. I...

I reached for the first thing handy.

It happened to be a knife.

- But how did she know?

- Yes, I knew she saw me.

I came running in here afterwards.

The door was open. I...

I knew she'd seen me in the mirror.

- You realized she couldn't talk.

You ran back to the bar.

- Yes, that's right.

Is it...

Is it going to make any difference?

What?

You and me.

- It couldn't.

- Oh, then I don't care what happens!

You love me. Nothing else matters.

I was trying to get that
money for you, for us.

You always said you would never marry me

unless we had some money.

I didn't mean to kill him, Danny.

I'm not bad. I'm not a killer.

- Neither am I.

When the police catch up with us,

who are you gonna let them arrest?

- Danny.

- They're not going to catch up with us.

We'll hide.

We'll get out of the country. We'll...

We'll fool them somehow.

- There isn't a chance.

- We can make a run for it.

- I'm not running. I don't have to now.

- You're going to let them arrest me?

- What else can I do?

I've taken a lot from you, Danny,

because I loved you, and
I thought you loved me.

- I don't love you.

I've only known you two days.

I'm not the man you think I am.

I'm not Danny nearing.

My name is frank Thompson,

and I'm married to Virginia Morrison,

that name over the doorbell.

She's my wife. I love her.

- So that's what you've
been building up to

all along, is it?

This trick memory stuff,
this not remembering things

here at the house and all.

- I tried to tell you.

There was an accident and
somehow I became Danny nearing.

I built up a life as Danny nearing.

And then with that blow
on the head the other day,

I became frank Thompson again.

- What it really amounts to is that...

You met this other woman,

and you're trying to brush
me off with this phony alibi!

Oh, Danny.

After all we've been to each
other, after I stole for you,

killed a man because I loved you.

- What kind of a love
is it that would send me

running away from a crime you committed?

That would have stood by

and let the police take
me to the electric chair?

- All right, Mr. Thompson.

I guess it's my party from now on.

- I'm sorry, I'll help you all I can.

I'll handle it without
any help from you, thanks.

- Ruth.

Ruth!

That isn't the answer, Ruth.

- Do you know a better one, Mr. Thompson?

Danny...

Danny, hold me.

Danny.

Danny.

I'm gonna die, Danny.

- Hello, big shot.

You're a little late.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

- Danny didn't do it.

Ask grandma.

- All right, I'll ask grandma.

- Isn't there something we can do?

- Danny?

- Yes.

- Danny, all that business
about you being married...

You were only kidding, weren't you?

You don't love anybody
but me, do you, Danny?

- No, honey.

No one but you.