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Well. now who's holding up the caravan?

Now who's holding up the caravan?

Asta. fall in.

My gosh, we'll never get
this voadwovk done.

HeY. Nick. how about
taking the chain off?

Yes. Have you disappeav
like you did yesterday?

What's your mother going to think?
Look. l tell you what.

Let's sit down, huh? You've tired.

I'm not tired. You've tired.

Look. if you'll fall off the voadwovk,
I'll read you a new faivy tale.

- Oh. no. I've heard all those, Nick.
- No. no. This is a brand-new one.

This is one you've never heard before.

OkaY. Asia?

OkaY. Nick. You've on.

All right, now. you fellas hop right up
here on the bench.

- Heve. you be leash holder.
- All right.

Now. hold on to your bench...

...because this one's gonna be a wow.

Now...

Once upon a time, there was a horse.

There were hundreds of horses. White ones,
black ones, brown ones, beautiful horses.

And how they could run.

Mrs. Charles. Mrs. Charles!

Yes. Stella?

- Baby's lunch is waiting, ma'am.
- Oh. of course.

They should have been back
10 minutes ago.

But you know how men ave.
They like to stay out Iate...

-...to show their independence.
- They sure do.

I'll see if they're still in the park.

L see them.
They've sitting on a bench.

- You mean, Ml. Charles is sitting down?
- So is Nicky.

You mean, they ain't walking at all?

The boss musfve done some tall conniving
before that baby let him squat.

They've such great pals. He's getting
move like his father every day.

He sure is. This morning he
was playing with a covkscvew.

The darling. He's reading
the baby faivy tales.

"Foxy Gent, who steps in the stvetchn"

"hasn't a chance to win.
but he's liable to come in first...

...in case he fovgets to quit.

Nick. why don't you just put down
the book and read the racing form.

Nicholas, you know, you've getting
move like your mother every day.

All right. Son of a Gun is 40-1.

Nicky. something tells me that something
important is happening somewhere.

And l think we should be there.

He's up on his feet!

He's heading this way!

Ma'am. did he hear that.
or did he smell it?

- Thafs Mv. Charles, isn't it?
- Yes'm.

- This is a cocktail, isn't it?
- Yes'm.

They'll get together.

Yes'm.

Must be tele... Telescopem.

In the old days, they put a lamp
in the window.

Stella, the lost patrol has returned.
finally.

Well. Mommy. we had to get Jack
down off the beanstalk.

- Hi there.
- Mommy!

Hello. darling.

- Did you have a good time?
- Yes.

- Did Daddy read you a story?
- Yes.

Tell Mommy the story.

Son of a Gun is 40-1.

Don't you think we should have a vug
over there to cover that bave spot?

Someday. when you've president...

...you've going to be able to say.
"My daddy was a tout."

You'd better huny up with your lunch.
Your baked potatds waiting.

Come on, Long Shot.

Swing it, sugar. I've got a sleepev
in the first...

...and l don't wanna miss it.
It's a honey.

I'll be with you in two Shakes
of a cocktail.

Cocktail? Cocktail.

L think I'll try one of those things.
Estvellita!

Estvelli--

Yes. sir. Here it is.

What do you know?
Must be telepathy.

Doggone! That's the word
l was looking for.

A govgeous gal, a cocktail, seven winners
this aftemoon. Am l in a vut.

Seven winners. Let's see if you can
pick one winner fo¡ me right now.

What, a dress?

Sugar, Winners ave what l pick
nothing else than.

Of course, there you ave, light there.
That's my favorite.

Oh. Nicky. that's a nightgown.

- It's still my favorite.
- ML Charles!

Here it is. That telescope
is working regular now.

And not a moment too soon.

0h, give me the road
The wide country highway

0h, give me a gal who's going my way

0h, give me the road, the wide open spaces

And give me a wife who's guingmplaces

That's very touching, deal.
but l wish you wouldn't drive so fast.

I don 't tell you how to run the house

0h, give me a hole
I'm just a mouse

Well. what's new?

Thank goodness neither of us was driving.
We don't know a thing about it.

L know, l know.

You were just hunying downtown
to cash a relief check.

Officer, that's a very funny line.

You mean, it was, five years ago.
Your license, please.

L realize that you've the guavdian
of our safety...

...but this was
an extenuating civcumstance.

Now. now. just open up your license.

Come on, open it up. Widev. Widev.

Now. don't wony.
This isn't going to hurt a bit.

Deal, if you went to the dentist
when you should...

...he wouldn't have to follow you
around on a motovcycle.

March 231d.

Nick...

Charles.

Nick"? Nick Charles, the detective?

Say, MI. Charles.
this sure is a pleasure!

L should have recognized you.
seen your pictures in the papers.

L follow all your cases.

We still talk about the Thin Man job
and the Landis case.

- Yeah?
- WhY. it's the slickest detective work...

...in 50 years. Nick Charles. The last time
l read about you, MI. Charles...

-...you was in New York, you was.
-l were? l was?

Yes. you was. Say, Nick.
you working on a new case?

- Well...
- You can tell me, Nick.

What kind of a job you on this time?

I'm trying to fix a speeding ticket.

Well. you could do it if anyone could.
What's the address?

We've staying at the St. Cloud Hotel.

St. Cloud Hotel. Say, isn't this
a great day to get out of the city?

- Yeah.
- Especially in an open car.

When you go 80 miles an hour
in this job, l bet you don't even feel it.

He's feeling it now, aren't you, Nicky?

BOY. oh. boy. Wait till l tell the family
l met Nick Charles and Mrs. Charles.

This is Mrs. Charles, ain't it?

Well. that's the way we check in
at the motels.

No one will get a word out of me, Nick.
It's okay. honey.

Just sign it, Nick.

L made a carbon copy fo¡ the kids.
They save autogvaphs.

I'm flatteved.

Where you heading, Nick? The track?

Yes. But we'd just as soon sit here
and talk.

No. thafd make you Iate.

To show you how the force feels
about you, I'll escort you to the track.

Oh. boY. wait till the gang hears
about this.

Follow me, Nick. I'll get you there!

Now what?

Scads of police cars and motovcycles.

And l see an ambulance too.

Keep an eye on that.
lt may come in handy.

Well. not bad. Get second money.

You almost got insurance money.
What's happening? Looks like a viot.

Maybe somebody hit the daily double.

Hi. Nick. How ave you, pal?

What do you know?
If it ain't Nick Charles.

Hiya. Nick, it's good to see you!

How've you been, Nick?

Nick. how'd you get here so soon?
We only got the flash a couple minutes ago.

- We were swept into it.
- Don't let us keep you, boys.

- Theve's no huny, Nick. We were--
- So there's no huny, there isn't, huh?

- Lieutenant Abvams.
- Hello, lieutenant.

You flannel-headed playboys!
There's been a murder.

You've on the scene of the crime.
and you've here jawing.

Get to work before l hand out a flock
of suspensions! Come on, shake it!

Hello. Nick. Hello, MIS. Charles.
What's the good word?

Did l hear something said
a minute ago about speed?

- Thafs disciplina.
- You said a man was muvdeved.

Don't wony. He won't get away. You know,
l haven't seen you and Nick in ages.

- What happened?
- You know that jockey, Goldez?

The one caught thvowing
the founh race yesterday?

- He was shot.
- MY. they're strict at this track.

What?

L don't think the track otticials shot
this one, do you, lieutenant?

He was undoubtedly bumped off
to keep him from talking.

Sounds exciting. Who did it?

Person or persons unknown did the job.
and it's my job...

...to see that they don't stay unknown.

Well. so long. Nick.
Goodbye, MIS. Charles.

- L gotta see a man about a murder.
- Good luck, lieutenant.

With luck, we'll be out of here by
the last race. There go my seven winners.

The body's back in the Shower,
lieutenant. This way.

All right, one side. Heads up.

All right, boys. Heads up.
Coronel, heve's Lieutenant Abvams.

Nice of you to come over, lieutenant.
The DA thought you'd better be in on this.

- Pvobably be laid in your lap anyway.
- OkaY. okay. What's the score?

Death was instantaneous
from a bullet wound...

...penetvating the left eye
and then the brain.

A .38-calibev bullet, or maybe
a little bigger. I'll get it fo¡ you later.

Would the angle of five be okay
if it was filed from that window?

Mind your own business, Clarke.
I'm running the Homicide Squad.

Not you and your paper.

A couple guys get out there and beat
through the gvounds fo¡ the gun.

Come on! Okay, you guys.

You took enough pictures
to paper a house.

- Well. Nick Charles! What's Cooking, kid?
- Give us the lowdown.

- L've got nothing to do with this case.
- Oh. come on, Nick.

- I'm looking fo¡ Lieutenant Abvams.
- Come on, Nick.

You've only wasting your film.
I'm just a bystandev. Hello, Paul.

Will you call these newshawks off?
I've got nothing to do with this.

I'm looking fo¡ Abvams.
He been around?

L thought l told you guys to beat it.

Mv. Charles has got no connection
with this case.

What did l tell you? Lieutenant,
have you any influence with the police?

- Suve. l got great Connections.
- Maybe you can help me out.

My car is completely sunounded
by your mechanized division.

Sure. Say. get some of those Squad cars
out of Mv. Charles' way.

- RighL
- Thanks, lieutenant.

Nick! Nick, l wanna ask you something.

- But--
- Just a minute, Nick. I'll be right back.

L room with Goldez, and last night
he didn't sleep a wink.

He was scaved. He knew they
were laying fo¡ him. Poor Goldez.

He never kept a horse from winning
till they made him do it.

Is it all right with you
if l question these witnesses?

Get back in there, kid.
Get him out, and keep him out!

The gamblers, they muvdeved Goldez.

They were afraid he'd squeal at the inquivy.
They laid fo¡ him, and they got him.

Get it, quick!
Let him get the picture.

- OkaY-
- DrY up!

All right, let's go.

Clarke, how about splitting
with us on this picture?

- SonY. Banow, that's exclusive.
- Don't be like that.

Let me take it.
I'll have prints made fo¡ all of us.

L wouldn't trust you with that plate, Whitey.
Something might just happen to it.

WhY. you punk newshog.
Another crack like that, and l'll--

Fight outside, you scvibblers!

Go on. get outside and kill each other.
See if l cave.

Get them out of here!
Wait a minute, Ml. Charles.

- Look, they're almost at the post now.
- We've old friends.

So l don't mind letting you in on the dope
before the papers.

Every time l miss a race.
I'm losing dough.

The muvdevev couldn't get in
from this side...

...and there ave no footpvints
on the outside.

There's no gun, no clue, no nothing.
Very interesting, huh?

- Yes. very.
- Of course, l know just what to do.

- Oh. of course you do.
- BuL Nick. what would you do?

- Well, if l were you...
- Yeah?

-...and l was in the spot you've in...
- Yeah. yeah?

...I'd take a Shower.

All right, there we ave.

Did Daddy win at the vaces today?

Darling. just keep quiet.

- Doesn't Daddy ever win at the vaces?
- Davling. don't ask questions.

Daddy go to the vaces tomorrow?

No. dear. Daddy goto court
on speeding rap.

Reference to the fathefs police record
may tend to undermine...

...the child's parental respect.

Pevhaps you've right, dear.

Asta. ave your hands clean?

That's fine.

Daddy. drink.

Thanks, pal.

Mommy. he's a great kid.
I'm much obliged.

It was nothing. Any time.

Daddy. drink milk.

- Daddy doesn't like milk.
- Stella, bring MI. Charles a glass of milk.

But. darling. we mustn't let him
become headstvong.

Daddy. drink milk!

He's made up his mind.
He won't drink it unless you do too.

But l can't drink milk.
I'm a big boy now.

L wear long pants. l go out with girls.

No. Drink milk.

If you let him down now.
you'll kill all his respect.

Stella, take the shaker away.

Well?

It's awfully white, isn't it?

You wanted to be a father.

Drunk, dear?

L keep seeing purple cows.

Mv. Charles, there's some gentlemens
to see you.

A Mv. Paul Sculley and Mayor Clarke.

Paul--? That could be Paul Clarke
and Major Sculley.

L think perhaps I'd better see them.

Can't they wait
until you've finished dinner?

This may be very important.
l hate to tear myself away.

- Well. hello. Paul. Hiya, major.
- Hell0. Nick.

You don't know how happy
l am to see you.

- You ave?
- You got here just in time.

My son just put me on the milk wagon.

- Will you have a snort?
- Not a thing.

No? Well, sit down. I'll have just
a short antidote. What's up?

Well. l suppose we might
as well get down to cases.

L hope you don't mean murder cases.

Nick. when they appointed me
special deputy fo¡ the State Legislatura...

...they handed me a headache.

This gambling vacket
getting you down, major?

That jockey was our first real Witness.

Goldez might have talked, Nick.
so they shut him up with a bullet.

- And we've right back where we started.
- Thafs a luckiev break than Goldez got.

The Syndicate responsible fo¡ this
has gotta be smashed.

But we've helpless unless we get
actual evidence to convict them.

L can think of pleasantev pastimes
than tangling...

-...with the Stephens-Macy Crowd.
-lt's not who they ave, Nick.

- It's how to nail them.
- You've the one man who can do that.

He can do anything.
If he'll get to work.

WhY. gvandma.
what long ears you've got.

- Good evening, major.
- Mvs. Charles.

Hello. Paul. How's my favorite reporter?

Not doing so well at the moment, Nova.
That's why I'm here.

Shall l get your hat?

What, me goto work?

WhY. I'd feel like a cad, leaving you
to spend dull evenings alone.

Dull? I'd just love to see
you catch those CIOOkS.

- Good.
- Well. Nick. we've a united front.

Well. thanks, major.
but l really haven't the time.

Mrs. Charles has to be taken places.

Dances, pvizefights, nightclubs.
wrestling bouts.

You never take me to wrestling bouts.

- Well. you've always asking me to.
- Theve's some tonight. Will you take me?

Well...

- Too late to get tickets now, dear.
- Nick. you can have my press pass.

Oh. thanks, Paul.

Saboteuv. Well, you see?

Yes. Nick. l think l do.
Well, it was a good idea while we had it.

Nova. if you ever get tired of wrestling.
lend him to us, will you?

What will l wear fo¡ the wrestling?

The little girl
has never wvestled before.

They've wearing tights this season, dear.

Yeah. lights. You know.

Joe! Joe!

Oh. excuse me, lady.
Gee. that's a scvewy-looking hat.

HeY. Joe!

Two. please.

Tickets fo¡ Paul Clarke.

Yes. sir.

Nick Charles, alias Paul Clarke, huh?

Hello. Macy. Yes, Clavke's letting us
use his tickets tonight. All right with you?

Sure. l didn't know you were
a friend of Clavke's.

Oh. bosom pals. He's a smart reporter.

Is he? l never read his stuff.

You should. It's tellas like you that
help him write it. Thank you.

- Nick Charles, glad to see you.
- Oh. MI. Stephens.

You've gonna see
some great wrestling tonight.

How do you know? You at the vehearsal?

My mistake. Sony, dear.

That's one of the babies
Sculley wanted me to tackle.

Which one? The man
or the fui-hearing animal?

That's right.
Study the case from all angles.

- Hello. Whitey.
- Hello, Link.

- How do you do, Miss Porter?
- How do you do?

Link. l wanna see you
about something important.

Sure. Always glad to talk to the press.

Drop up to the office later, Whitey.

Link and l got something
to talk over first.

Honey. you wouldn't mind sitting alone
fo¡ a while.

Darling. of course not.

May l see you to your seat, Miss Porter?
Big cvowd tonight.

You needn't bothev.
Thank you, Ml. Banow.

It'll be a pleasure.

Whitev. l haven't seen the papers.
What's new on the jockey?

Police got any leads?

No. they don't know any move
about it than you do, Fved.

L think it was sweet of Paul to let us have
his tickets after you turned him down.

Hot dogs! A pound of meat
and a loaf of bvead fo¡ a dime.

Hot dogs! A pound of meat
and a loaf 01--

Well. I'll tum in every cent l collect
if it ain't old Nick Charles.

Hiya, Nicky boy.

Hiya. Meatballs. Honey, meet
an old pal, Meatballs Murphy.

I'm Charmed.

- The girlfriend, Nicky?
- No. the wife.

Well. what do you know!
Here you ave, baby. a wedding present.

L wouldn't take a dime
if it was offered to me.

Well. l don't know what to say.
Mv. Meatballs. You've too kind.

Not at all. Not at all.
Hot dogs! Last call!

Positively none sold during the contest.

It's gonna be a great fight tonight.

- Got the 5000, Miss Porter?
- No. not yet. Whitey, I'm afraid to ask Link.

That's rich. You, afraid to ask fo¡ dough.

L gave you until tonight.
Now I'll see Stephens.

- He'll be glad to hear my story.
- Whitey. listen to me, please.

- Make it fast. My time's valuable.
- Link would never give me that much money.

WhY. you've got him eating out
of your hand.

You know, I'm a sony myself
when it comes to women.

Forget about the money.
I'll take this instead.

No. you don't. Link would find out.

Not unless you tell him.
And you won't.

Just say you lost it.

Presenting the Irish Thvush at 365...

...Mike Michael!

Presenting the Hindu Champion...

...at 333...

...Gunga Dean!

Hiya. Nick.

Hiya. Spider.

Where you been?
l ain't seen you around.

- L've been around. Where you been?
-l ain't been around.

No? ln stiv?

L was a victim of civcumstances.

The DA framed me, not knowing l
was guilty. Ain't that a coincidence?

Yeah.

Spider, l want you to meet
Mrs. Charles.

Deal. this is Spider Webb.

- You've Nick's wife.
- Yeah. ain't that a coincidence?

Baby. meet Mv. and Mrs. Charles.
Folks, meet Lana.

Any friend of Spidefs is a friend of mine.

Baby. you've anived.

- Says who?
- Says me.

You've nuts.

What ave you talking about?

Sit down! Sit down!

Sit down! Sit down!
You wanna fight? Get in the ring!

HeY. look at the scvewy hat
on the dame.

Enjoying the wrestling, dear?

- Ave they there?
- WhY. yes. Benny. What kept you so Iate?

Too many cops. They got nothing
on me, see? But l don't like them.

Any divt about the jack?
The one that got dvilled?

- L only know what l read in the papers.
- Yeah? Well, that ain't much.

I'll tell Mv. Stephens.

- Yea/I?
- Rainbow Benny's here.

Send him in.

So you got here at last.

What's loose?

What's the matter?

Something gone scvewy?

Pull yourself together, Benny.

Oh. sure. sure. Fred. I'm all right.
It's been a heavy day.

- How heavy?
- Fifty G's, no less.

And spread from the pine-clad hills
of Bangov to the Golden Gate...

...with stopovers at Pittsburgh, Chicago--

- Let's see the list.
- Suve. sure.

Yeah?

Tell him to wait.

Get in the other room.

- You don't seem glad to see me, kid.
- ML Stephens said you were to wait.

Okay.

Oh. let me by.

What's going on here?

Come in.

You don't have to stand fo¡ any guH
while you've working fo¡ me.

Thank you, MI. Stephens.
Heve's the figuras on tonighfs sales.

- Thanks.
- Good night.

Good night.

What's on your mind?

L don't like dead jockeys, Link.
That's what's on my mind.

What's it to us what you like?

It's like this. I've done the best
l could fo¡ you up till now.

I've whitewashed you plenty
in all the papers.

So now you've losing your nevve?
Too bad.

But it's getting hot around here.
l need a change of air.

L suppose you need cavfave?
Would 500 help you out?

I'm not going fo¡ a weekend, Link.
This is fo¡ good.

L need 10,000.

WhY. that's cheap enough
fo¡ all the fixing I've done.

That's a lot of dough, Whitey.
Move than I've got on me.

Just stick around downstairs.
We'll see you later.

- Yeah. later. Whitey.
- Okay. Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Looks like we could use
a new whitewashev.

Yeah. Suits me.

Say, boss. On the level.
Is Whitey taking a powdev?

Is he leaving right away?

Suppose he is. Will you miss him?

L hope to kiss a pig, l will.
He owes me dough.

Eight G's. Eight. Eight G's.

And he never said a word
to me about leaving.

You can't trust nobody, fellas.

- MollY. darling.
- Hello. Paul.

Darling. You sounded wonied, though.

I've been anxious
ever since you phoned.

I've gotta get action right away.
Have you read the papers?

They'll stop at nothing.
That's why I'm frightened, fo¡ you.

L can't get the goods on those CIOOkS.

Tonight l asked Nick Charles
if he'd help. He turned me down.

Well. you can't blame him.

- Waited on, sir?
- Give me some tea.

Yes. sir.

Help yourself until payday.
No longer, mind you.

Paul, what ave you doing?
Paul. you mustn't!

I'm going to search that office light now.
tonight. l made up my mind.

Those vacketeev bosses of yours
will be somewhere down in the arena.

- They must keep records somewhere.
- But what would happen if we've caught?

If we've caught, did you say?

What kind of a heel do you
think you've going to many?

Sit tight. Have a drink.
I'll be back in a jiffy.

L can't let you do that.
Mv. Stephens' desk is locked.

- L haven't got a key to that.
-l'll find a way. Now, take it easy.

Wait. Wait, Paul. You mustn't. I'm afraid.

Back up. Keep moving.
Back into that office.

- Now. see here, Whitey. let's--
- Let's not.

L could drop you right on that floor
and collect a vewavd.

You've a pvowlev. You bvoke in here.

Well. what were you looking fo!,
a stamp? Get you hands up! Up!

So you found the family archives.

You know, l can use that little book
in my business.

I'll make a bavgain with you.
I'll see that you get--

Get up by the window.

Hey there.

- Whafs the matter? What is it?
- Get a doctor, quick. Call the police!

L hope you get out of it all right.

Thanks, lady. Good night.

Good night.

- Hiya, Nick!
-lf it ain't Nick Charles.

Nicky. pal. how's tricks?

- You certainly got on the spot quick.
- How come you beat us here, Nick?

We took a shoncut. Don't let us
keep you, boys, if you've busy.

- We've got plenty of time.
- So you've got plenty of time, huh?

WhY. you anemic pack of bloodhounds.
there's been a murder.

Rigor monis is setting in.
and you lounge here gabbing!

Come on, upstairs!

Well. folks, here we ave again.
and heve's another murder.

Say, did the Irish Thvush win?
He's my cousin.

Eithev I'm dveaming.
or I've lived through this before.

- L meet you at all my homicides.
- We won't be at this one long.

Maybe not, but a fliend of yours will.

Two newspapermen just had it out.
One of them is now dead.

The other is Paul Clarke.

Paul? Come along, Nick.

L don't know what happened.
We had a fight. l was knocked cold.

You were knocked cold? l suppose
Whitey's just taking a nap in there.

- I didn't kill him.
- HeY. come back here, you!

- Paul. l thought you'd been killed.
- You shouldn't have come.

- L told you to keep people out.
- She busted right by me.

- Pavdon me.
- That key's mine.

It wasn't Paul's. l gave it to him.

Oh. so that's how you got in here.
This girl was in it with you. Who ave you?

- L work here.
- Nice work.

He came to get evidence.
That's all. l helped him.

L knew it was wrong.
but it isn't murder.

Nicky. do something before they both
convict themselves.

- Is this your gun?
- No.

No. it was Whitey's.
And it hasn't been filed.

So it hasn't been filed.

Then it's using a new perfume.
Bumt Powder.

L didn't five it. l came up here
to get Stephens' records...

...and l found them in his desk
in a black book.

- Wheve is it?
- Banow took it. Why, he had the gun.

There's no book in Stephens' desk,
on you or in Banow's pockets.

Paul's telling the truth. There was a book.
Ask Mv. Stephens. Or Mv. Macy.

When l get to them.

L sure wish that watchman could
describe the guy he almost caught.

Almost caught?

Someone was running down the stairs
right after the shot was filed.

It was too dark to get a description.
Let's take another look inside.

Keep those lovebivds apart.
They might try to cock up a story.

What if they do?
You didn't cave fo¡ the first one.

Nicky will get you out of it,
just like that.

Well. doc?

Shot.

No kidding. l thought maybe he dvowned.

Can you tell us when he left
this nice peaceful world?

Dead approximately half an hour.

There's quite a lump
on the back of his head.

- They tap hard in his fratemity.
- A large bvuise, not serious.

- Well, lucky fo! Barlow it isn't serious.
- But he isn't supposed to have a bvuise.

- Clavke claims he bumped his head.
- No contusion on Clarke.

He may have stvuck his head
on the desk, but no mark.

Which often happens. What about
the angle of the bullet? Downwavds, huh?

- How did you know that?
- Vevy simple.

Paul is only a little tallev
than Whitey...

...so l figure he must have been
hanging on the chandeliev...

...when he shot him.
or standing on a chair.

Any footpvints on the chairs?

- What ave you driving at, Nick?
- Me fo¡ downtown.

It looks to me as if Whitey must have been
lying on the floor when he got it.

Clavke's a fine spovtsman.
He could've at least shot him on the vise.

I'll send the boys fo¡ the body.

Let's suppose, fo! the moment.
that some third party...

...saw Paul and Whitey fight.

Let's assume that the third party
saw Paul go down. Out cold.

The gun had been kicked right
at his feet, let's say.

All right, let's say.

Our third party could have picked up
the gun, slugged Whitey from behind...

...which accounts fo¡ that bvuise
on the back of Whitey's head...

-...and taken the book from his pocket.
- SonY. Nick, it won't jell.

Why should this party
of the third party shoot Whitey...

...after he knocked him cold and took
the book? If there was a book.

I'll say that Whitey came to
and recognized him.

Our third party had to shoot him.
leaving Paul to take the rap.

As far as I'm concevned, there isn't
any third party and there isn't any book.

I'm sony to pick on your friend.
but I'm booking him.

If I didn't, I'd have the DA
down my thvoat, and is he a pill.

I'd like to have a look at that stuff
Whitey had on him.

Sure. out here. It's just the usual junk.
Help yourself.

But what was Whitey doing in here,
and how did he get in?

Hello. lieutenant.
What's going on here?

Evening. Nick. Hello, MIS. Charles.

Can you figure heads or tails
on this affair?

- L just walked into the arena--
- I was in the ticket office.

What move do you want?

Relax. Relax, Fved.
They won't keep us long.

Hello. lieutenant. Oh, you here too.
What's this, a Convention?

Cheer up. maybe the lieutenant
will let you sell tickets.

All right. All right.
This is all we found on Banow.

If there was a record book.
It crawled away.

Well. what record book?
There's no record book.

We'll take you first, since you've so upset.
Where were you from 9 to 10?

L was in the ticket office.
l never left it. Ask Maguire.

Right. He was in the ticket office.
He never left it.

- Doing what?
- Checking up on the ticket sales.

He was checking up
on the ticket sales.

At 10, l went out to¡ a Sandwich.
then took a little drive.

- Any law against that?
- Not if you got a dvivefs license.

By the way, Macy.
what was the total ticket sale?

Why...

l should have telegvaphed that one.

Mv. Stephens, do you mind telling us
where you were from 9 to 10?

L was with a lady, a Miss Porter.

Nicky. do you see this laundvy list
from Banow's pocket?

- Yeah. we'll get to it later.
-lt's a woman's laundvy list.

- Well. maybe he had a wife.
- Twenty-five kimonos? That's a havem.

I'd like to run along. lieutenant.
If you've through.

Oh. just a minute. Bloodhound.

Lieutenant, l think this laundvy list
ot Banow's might interest you.

Three bloomers, 25 kimonos, 10 slips...

...five panties, 15 chemises.

Sounds like washday at Vassav.

That's the list that was
in Stephens' ledgev...

...the one l found in the dvawev.

Appavently the slip and the ledgev
paned company somewhere.

Just a minute, major.

What did Hotbox pay in that race
you've investigating?

Seventeen to one.

See here, lieutenant.
The laundvy mark is GP.

- Now. that could stand fo¡ Gveenway Park.
- Go on. Nick. I'm listening.

The weight of the bundle, 17.

Well. either that's a lot of laundvy.
or it's the odds on Hotbox.

Seventeen to one.
Twenty-five kimonos.

K. K. Maybe K fo¡ Kansas City, 25.000.

They got some big bookies there.

Fifteen chemises. C fo¡ Chicago?
Fifteen thousand bet there?

- Say, now we've getting somewhere.
- Yeah. up click.

- ML Stephens.
- Yeah.

Could this, by coincidence, be your list
of out-of-town bets on that race?

- Keep swinging. lieutenant.
- I'd like to look into this, Nick.

It may help the Committee in its work.

- What work?
- Wovk that'll put an end...

-...to your kind of vermin.
- Theve wasn't a book...

-...so Clarke never saw one.
- Thafs not true.

I've seen him making entries.

He and Whitey had an argument
in there tonight.

She's Clavke's girl
and obviously a double-cvossev.

Took salavy from me
while she was spying fo¡ him.

- Miss Porter is your girl, isn't she?
- Yes.

Does that let her out?
She's your alibi, your only alibi.

L don't think I'll say any move
without my lawyev.

All right, you can go now.
You too. But stay where l can find you.

Good luck, Nick.

- What really wonies me is that jockey.
- Yeah. Still dead, huh?

But since I've got two muvdevers to catch,
it's nice to have one in the bag.

Five dollars will get you 10
there's only one muvdevev.

- Theve's no connection.
- I'm still betting there's one muvdevev.

Well. this is one bet I'll win.

Sony. Clarke, I'll have to take you
downtown. You too, Miss Ford.

You can't anest her.
She's done nothing at all.

She let you in, son.
That gives her credit fo¡ an assist.

- Riley!
- Yes. sir?

Stay with the body until they take it away.
Come on, folks.

- Chin up. I'll split that 5 with you, Paul.
- Nick. you can just mail me the 10 bucks.

In a way, I'm responsible
fo¡ Paul's being in this jam.

He was helping me. If there was
something l could do to help him--

-l'll call on you.
- Good night, Nick. Mrs. Charles.

Good night. Nicky, do you really think
there was only one muvdevev?

- Why?
- Hunch.

- About what?
- ShoweL

- Wheve the jockey was shot? What about it?
- Don't know yet.

You gonna examine it?

- OkaY. let's go.
- Mama goes home.

Oh. Nicky. you know you click better
when I'm around.

Not in a men's Shower.

I'll tell you what. You go home.
cold cream that lovely face...

...slip into an exciting negligee...

- Yes?
- And I'll see you at breakfast.

- Hiya, Henry.
- Hi. Ml. Charles.

I've been waiting fo¡ you.
Evevything's open.

All right, fine.
I'm very much obliged to you.

Gee. that's a nice pup you have there.

Not too loud.
He could get a swelled head.

He's a bvave little fella, isn't he?

Say, they don't come any bvavev.

That dog would fight tigers fo¡ me.

Asta.

You bully.

A clue?

Well. good boy.

L think this will work, Asta.

Now. if our hook just holds.

There we ave.

What do you think of that?
And without any bait.

Asta. not a word of this.

- Stick them up, or I'll blow you in two.
- Don't shoot, Nicky! It's me!

WhY. MIS. Charles.

Well. followed me, huh?

- NickY. help me.
- WhY. sure. sure. I'll help you.

Well, is that what you were
trying to do fo¡ me?

L was just trying to show you
you can't neglect me.

L mighfve shot you.

Even that's better than staying
home alone. Here, hold this.

L like the way you sneaked up on me.

L was doing all right
until the wind closed the door...

...and everything went black.

- NickY. whafd you find in the Shower?
- Evidence.

Really? Then you know
who killed the jockey?

Who?

Stephens, MacY. Claire Porter.
Maguire, Molly. Paul Clarke...

...Lieutenant Abvams, Asia. Nicky.
you. me.

What ave you doing, young fella.
Chasing a tiger?

Say, MI. Charles.
you done all right in there.

Oh. it's you, MIS. Charles.

Gee. Mrs. Charles.
that's quite a hat, ain't it?

Where did you get a hat like that?

- You like it?
- You bet. Scvewy, ain't it?

You can have it!

You don't know nothing.
Nobody knows nothing.

People ave getting muvdeved.
but nobody knows nothing.

Benny. Benny, after you saw Stephens
in the office last night...

...did you go back again?

No. sir. Honest, l told you all l know.

That's the truth, so help me, Captain.

Flattevy won't get you anywhere.
I'm a lieutenant.

But I'd like to be a Captain.
Now. think. Think.

What connection did Whitey Barlow
have with Stephens and Macy?

WhY. none. None that l know of.

On the level, l seen him around
once in a while...

...but they always got newspapermen
around.

- Hiya, Nick.
- Hello. Ml. Charles.

Lieutenant. Hiya, Benny.

L can go now, huh. Captain?

Yeah. But stick around.
Don't get any notions to travel.

Not me. No, sir. Thanks.

- So long. So long, Ml. Charles.
- So long.

You'd think Stephens' betting commissionev
would know about the inside...

...but that guy's like a clam.

Lieutenant, how would you like
to buy a gun?

Say. fo! $5?

L got a gun. Five doll--?

Say, what is this, Nick?

- Thafs the gun that killed the jockey.
- Nick! That's great!

- Wheve did you find it?
-ln the dvainpipe in the Shower.

L should have found that.

But that's all right. We'll trace the gun.

Nick. how did you know
where to look fo¡ it?

Well. the angle of the bullet was peculiar.

It entered his eye and went upwavd
toward the top of his head.

Well, if he'd been shot
from the window...

...he would have had to be holding
his head back like this, which is unlikely.

The most logical place the bullet
came from--

- Was below.
- You've got it.

Sure l have. What have l got?

Lieutenant, the jockey wasn't muvdeved.

Suicide? You mean, he killed himself
and then hid the gun?

No. he hid the gun
and then killed himself.

He may have been thinking of suicide
when he went into the Shower.

Pevhaps he lost his nevve.

At all events, he wanted to get vid
of the gun.

So he opened the cover
of the dvainpipe...

...dvopped the gun down, butt first.

The hammer of the gun hit a cuvve
in the dvainpipe, and the gun went off.

And when the body fell forward.
It closed the dvainpipe.

Lieutenant, you've solved it.

Well. you've helped me. Nick.
this is one bet l don't mind losing.

Thanks to you, I've only got
one murder on my hands.

Will l be glad to tell that
to those newshounds.

If there's anything l can do--

Just one thing. Let me give the story
to the veponers...

-...and let me do it in my way.
- Pal. your way is my way.

- Whafs Cooking?
- Did Paul Clarke crack?

Gentleman, there's the gun
that killed Goldez.

Lieutenant Abvams found it
in the dvainpipe of the Shower.

Yeah?

Whoevev shot Goldez hid it there, light?

Right! And when we find the muvdevev
of Goldez...

...we'll find the muvdevev of Barlow too.

Both were vubbed out
by the same guy.

Both of them knew too much
fo¡ somebody's safety...

-...so they had to be silenced. Right?
- No-- Yeah.

- What about Paul Clarke?
- Paul's innocent.

- He'll be released. Right, lieutenant?
- Yeah. light. No! Yeah.

- Thafs all, boys.
- Thanks fo¡ the story.

HeY. Nick. What is this?

Lieutenant, look. Everybody but you
and me thinks that Goldez was muvdeved.

Whoevev killed Barlow thinks so too.

Now. when he leads that we think the
jockey's muvdevev committed both crimes...

...he may try to help us find
that muvdevev.

You mean he'll try to frame
a substituta for Paul Clarke?

Well. that's what I'm hoping.

Now. if he snaps at our bait.
that's where you come in.

Sure l do. Sure l do.
Where do l come in?

WhY. don't you see? You'll be
the first policeman in history...

...to use a fake murder
to solve a real one.

What?

Sure.

I'd like to talk to Mv. Charles.

- He ain't here. Who's calling?
-lt's very important.

Who is it, Stella?

Hello there. Come in.

L gotta see Mv. Charles.
l got some information.

L only got a couple of minutes.

Mv. Charles isn't here.
Can you give it to me?

No. l gotta give it to him. I'm going
away. see? And l gotta give it to him.

All right, you wait.
I'll get him on the phone.

Hello? Mv. Charles?

Oh. hello. Nicky. darling.

Mv. Maguire is here.
Yes. from the arena.

He's got some important information
tor you.

- He has to give it to you right away.
- Let me talk to him.

Yes. I'll be sure to get
the information correctly. Bye.

Mv. Charles wants you to talk to me.
So you sit right down here.

He's very busy
in a very important conference. Now.

Okay. Now, this is what
l want Nick to know.

Last night, l was in the ticket officem.

- DaddY. get another ring.
- Anothev one?

- Heve you ave.
- DaddY. get another ring, fo! this finger.

HeY- "m gloggy now.

Go on. Daddy. You vide that one.

Not me. Daddy go so fa!,
but no further.

He's afraid. Fvaidy-cat! Fvaidy-cat!
Big man's a fraidy-cat!

Look! Look!
He's scaved to get on the dragon!

Look at that big scavedy-cat!
Afraid to get on the dragon!

He is not! He is not afraid!

You've not afraid, ave you, Daddy?

Sure.

No. no. I'm not a fraidy-cat.
l was just fooling.

Yeah. fooling.

HeY. you. let go of my tiger.

- Get off our boat.
- Get off our boat!

- L told you he was afraid!
- Big guy's a cowavd!

Fraidy-cat, Íraidy-cat!
The big man's a fraidy-cat.

Fraidy-ca t, fraidy-ca t!

There, who's a fraidy-cat?
Who's a fraidy-cat?

Who's a fraidy-cat?

Enjoying the meny-go-round, darling?

Nicky. I've got to talk to you.

Nicky!

Nicky. I've got to talk to you.

What's up?

It's stopping. It's stopping.

Would you like some nice raw oystels,
deal, or a dish of salt park?

It's nice sleuthing, Mommy.

Thank you, darling.
Ave you going to see Macy?

No. Claire Porter.

L had a feeling you'd be working
that angle before long.

All in the line of duty.

Gee. you were swell, Daddy.

Thank you, Sonny.
Tomorrow I'll buy you an eanhquake.

Come on, let's get away
from that Mickey Finn.

- Wheve's Asia?
- What?

I'm very flatteved at your visit.
Mv. Charles.

But if it's about the case.
l don't think l can help you.

You see, l havdly knew Mv. Banow.

You didn't miss much. He wasn't
exactly one of natuve's noblemen.

HeaHy?

Well. how nice.

- A camellia doesn't have any fragvance.
-lt doesn't need any around you.

I'm glad you like my perfume. It's new.
It's called Out of This World.

Out of This World. Well, that brings us
back to Whitey Banow.

He was talking with someone.
having an argument in a corner...

...at the arena last night.

That's rather important
in a murder case.

L see. And you thought
it might have been me.

Well, it was a girl about your size.
l thought it might be well to run down...

...the lead without checking
with the police first.

L can't imagine
why you should think that--

Do you know, l think
it might have been me.

L was standing in the lobby
with Mv. Stephens when Whiteyn

Mv. Barlow came along.
and he took meto my seat.

- On the way, we stopped to chat.
- Oh. well.

I'm glad you vemembeved.

It was silly of me to forget.
But it wasn't an argument.

On the contvavy, we just...

We just chatted about--
About a mutual friend.

Don't we all?

Well. I'm glad we cleaved it up.

Now l can forget about it
and concentvate on pvettiev things.

You know, you've really not
like a detective at all, Ml. Charles.

You don't pound the table
or shout or thveaten.

I'm not really a detective.

L just use that as an excuse
to get out of the house at night.

L don't suppose you enjoyed
those wrestling bouts very much last night.

- You left quite early, huh?
-l found it a bit too brutal.

It gave me a headache.

Yes. especially when that fat clown
bvoke his arm.

That was dveadful.

But that was next to the last bout.

Then Mv. Stephens didn't take you home
before the murder.

Yes. he did. l didn't see that bout.
l read about it in the morning papers.

You ave a detective after all.

Why did Whitey Barlow have
to take you into a secluded comer...

...to chat about a mutual friend?

We just happened to meet
in a secluded comer.

Really. MI. Charles, this class-examination
is becoming a bit tivesome.

I'm sony. but you said that Barlow
was taking you to your seat.

- Why the detouv?
- None of your business!

I'm not on trial.

Not yet.

That's what l deserve fo¡ letting
a double-Crossing cop in the door.

Get out.

Get out.

- Thanks fo¡ the camellia.
- And don't come back!

Don't look now.
but your accenfs showing.

Baku. did you hear what he said?

Get the car while l get dvessed.

Murder Time, with the cumpliments
of Dr. Fang, your friendly dentist.

Fulks, do you have shabby teeth?
Du you have aehing teeth?

Du you have teeth? You don't?

How do you do?

What's your vacket, buddv.
brushes or magazines?

L have police permission to look over
Mv. Banow's apartment.

- You wanna case the joint, eh?
- Yes. I'd like to glom the layout.

But the coppers snooped
all through there this a.m.

But this is the p.m., and I've got
another angle on Banow.

That gviftev owed me two months' rent.

The slug he got saved me the trouble
of tossing him out on his eav.

Yeah. that's always such a bothel,
isn't it?

After you, mother.

And now, before you die,
my pretty one, I shall tell you...

...I am not Professor Fetluck,
the astrunumer, I am Baggu the Bat!

Mothers, do your kiddies knock
each othefs teeth out?

Do you figure it was the mob
that blitzed Barlow? Or a solo job?

I'm just a little bit in doubt.
What do you think?

I'll lay you 6-2 and even
it was a dame.

- Do you think...
- Visit Dr. Fang...

...that your star boavdev was--?

I've got that commercial timed
so l never have to hear it.

Now. you were saying
that Mv. Barlow was--

- Have/Ii, have you packed the Tommy guns?
- Yes, CÍIÍBÍ.

- Have you got the poison gas?
- Yes, CÍIÍBÍ.

- The tickets for the train?
- Yes, super, CÍIÍBÍÍ

Then I go! Quick! My shurtwave hat,
my invisible capa...

...and my six-fingered gluves.

Nuw we shall see
who is the master 0!--

- The battery.
- Oh. you double-cvossev.

Holy smoke. I'll miss
my Barrel of Blood program.

Asta. shavpen up your nose.

Well. we've got a little work here.

Not much work.

What's the matter?
Don't you like Out of This World?

Whitey Barlow did.

Come on.

Well. come on.

What ave you trying to do.
give yourself a hot foot?

Oh. frostbite, huh?

Well.

Asta. that's the hottest vadiatov in town.

Won't you come in?

No?

Well. then I'll come out.

- How did you get in here?
-l was on a tveasuve hunt. Same as you.

But l was the early bird.
Look what l dug up.

- Youvs?
- Yes.

Now. how did that get in here?

And while we've at it.
how did you get in here?

I've been here quite a lot before.

Did Stephens knows
about you and Barlow?

No. l don't think so.

What about this?

Whitey was in trouble.
He owed $8000 in gambling debts...

...and he was being pvessed.

- By whom?
- Some bookmakev.

- What bookmakev?
-l don't remember.

Was it...?

Sony. Was it Rainbow Benny?

Yes. that was his name.

L couldn't vaise the money, so l gave
Whitey the bvacelet to use instead.

L took the risk of Stephens finding out.
l couldn't do anything else.

Whitey musfve had something.

He did.

That's how it goes.

Mv. Charles, you can help me.

Give me back the bvacelet.

If the police get it and Stephens finds out,
l don't know what might happen.

It won't help you to ruin me.
Now. l told you the truth.

I loved Whitey. I didn't kill him.
and l wouldn't protect his muvdevev.

L can't give it back to you now...

...but I'll try to see that the police
don't bothev you.

Thanks.

Asta! Don't run after her.
We did all right.

Come on, get away. Fast.

Good evening, Ml. Charles.

Valentine.
Open any interesting doors lately?

- Just autos, no banks. Evening, ma'am.
- Good evening.

- Good evening, MIS. Charles.
- Mavio.

Good evening, Mario.

Well, if you strike oil.
don't forget your old pals.

The lady would like to check
the dog, no?

I'm afraid he'd vesent it tenibly.
Stop it, Asta!

We'd like to be introduced
to the handsomest lobstev...

-...in the establishment.
- This way. please. This way.

- Hiya, Nick.
- Well. Nick. Glad to see you.

Sure you won't put the feedbag on
with us?

I'd like to, but l got a party there.

- Come on, Nick.
- Come on, Nicky.

What's going on? A Celebration?

Yeah. it's a birthday party
fo¡ Lefty Rogan's kid.

The little tomate.
You know Lefty's missus?

- How do you do?
- He's exactly a year old today.

Yeah? Well, that's fine. Wheve's Lefty?

- He's been in jail fo¡ five years.
- Yeah. he bvoke out once.

Well. l hope you get all the breaks.
Both of you.

- See you later, Nick.
- Come back again.

- Boys and girls.
- Well. hi. Nick.

Hiya. Paul. Molly.
A little Phi Beta Kappa Convention.

Well. very nice timing, Mommy.

It was nice of you
to ask us to dinner.

Even nice¡ to anange
this coming-out party.

Well. the main point is that thanks
to Nick, we ave out and together.

Hello. Ml. and Mrs. Charles.

Luis. we've famished.

Well. what is it gonna
beto eat tonight?

- MollY. what would make you happy?
- Well. could you suggest something?

If l no work here, if l just come in
like you, l order one thing. Sea bass.

- I think I'd like that.
- One sea bass.

L think shad voe will be my dish, Luis.

The sea bass, she's very good.
She's A-numbev-1.

- But the chef vecommends shad voe.
- The chef!

- L'll take sea bass.
- Two sea bass.

- How's the Cracked cvab?
- You ave Nick's friend.

For Nick's friend.
the good is none too best.

Sea bass?

Three sea bass.

- Bvoiled lobstev.
- You no want sea bass?

- Bvoiled lobstev.
- But they all order sea bass.

- They ave easily led.
- The sea bass is a filet. No bones, almost.

- Bvoiled lobstev.
- The meat, it is white.

The skin is cvispy.

The buttev is as yellow like the sunshine.
l serve it steaming hot.

It tastes something like you never taste
in your whole life.

I'm talking about--

- Sea bass.
- Fouv sea bass!

Asta. Asta's gone.

He's probably gone to the bar.
Excuse me.

Asta!

Well. hello. Rainbow.
What's the matter, nevvous?

Yeah. Yeah. That's it. Nevvous.

The horses ain't been running right
fo¡ me.

L see. How were they running when
Barlow lost that 8 grand to you?

Oh. Nick. you've too smart to get sold
on a pipe dream like that.

It l gave the police a drag on that pipe.
they might get dreams about you.

Nick, it ain't like you to tum the cops
on a guy who's clean.

- Heve's your coffee.
- Give me my check.

- Yes. sir.
- Double.

Just like l was telling Abvams.
l was nowheve near the office...

-...when Whitey got bumped.
- Really? The watchman says diffevently.

The watchman saw you running away
right after the shot.

You've kidding, Nick. You--
You don't mean that.

Benny. relax! Bela--

Well. bulletpvoof vest, huh?
Who makes those fo¡ you?

- Youv check, sir.
- Okay.

Thank you.

HeY. break that up!

With the $2 dinner.
you get machine guns.

Throw them out! Throw them all out!

Of course, you wouldn't know
how it started, would you?

- No.
- Asta!

Asta!

Look. l won't say a word about this
if you'll do as much fo¡ me sometime.

- Asta!
- You can't find him.

- You'd better get back to the table.
- Ov under the table.

No wonder we husbands stray from home.
They leave us alone all the time.

Say, did you ever hear of a gal
by the name of Claire Porter?

It was quiet
until you two went to the bar.

Well. you've back.

Say, what started that cyclone out there,
l wonder.

L wonder.

That was Rainbow Benny, wasn't it?

- Shall l call the police?
- No. no.

Abvams will be here any minute. Besides,
l don't think Rainbow will go very far.

Why'd he run out?

L don't know. Maybe he went home
to change his conscience.

- You mean, he killed Whitey?
- Well. he had a reason and the chance.

You know, il we only had
a little move on Rainbow...

...we might get him to sing
a very pretty song.

Maybe l can get you that little move.
Excuse me.

Well. what is gonna beto eat tonight?

No sea bass.

Hello. Major Sculley, please.

Who's speaking, please? Just a moment.
Paul Clarke.

Thank you. Hello, Paul.
It's great to hear from you.

- L wanna see you. Where ave you?
- I'm at Mario's with Nick.

Major, Nick just had a run-in
with Rainbow Benny...

...but he got away. Some records
on Rainbow would help Nick.

Yes. Paul, of course.
Sure. I'll go through the files myself.

I'll see that you get them. Right.

There they go!

- Come on, Rusty!
- Go on. boy!

Come on, get those flippers out there!

- Come on.
- Come on.

- Come on!
- Come on.

- You got them!
- Come on, boy. Come on.

- Look at them go!
- No. no! Get over here, get over here!

You dope! What's the matter, you dope?
You've got all the luck.

What did you do, swallow a horseshoe?

- Thafs 240 maninis you owe me.
- You tell him, MIS. Charles.

Don't worry, she'll tell me, all right. Hiya.
lieutenant. Pull up a tunle and sit down.

While you been panying.
I've been leveling on this case.

You missed the excitement. Rainbow Benny
van out just as the cyclone came in.

- What?
- You know the fella that the watchman...

...saw running from Stephens' office?
Rainbow Benny.

- He told you that?
- No. but when l suggested it...

...he scooted out like a scaved lizavd.

- Nick. Nick, do you mind? l wanna...
- No.

Paul, come and play with the boys.

Heve's your cigavette case.
Minus Miss Ponefs fingevpvints.

- Did they make interesting reading?
- And how.

That swanky dame of Stephens'
is a career girl.

Her right name is Clara Peters.
Sevved three months fo¡ shoplifting...

...served one year fo¡ playing
in a badgev-game setup.

- Heve's the record on her.
- Good work.

- And who do you think was mixed up?
- Whitey Banow.

Do you mean Whitey
was blackmailing Claire?

Sure. sure. That's what he means.
Nick, it's an open-and-closed case.

Whitey was making the Porter dame
pay off.

So she shut him up fo¡ good.
l pick her up. she confesses.

No. no. but wait a minute, lieutenant.

True enough, you've established
a great motive fo¡ the lady...

...but we've got one equally good
against Stephens, Macy...

...Rainbow Benny and...

Oh. here comes Major Sculley.

L think he'll have some dope
on Rainbow.

Plenty of it. Paul, I'm delighted
to see you. l can't tell you how bad--

We've got work to do.
Hold the veunion later.

Yes. of course, lieutenant.
Well. here it is.

We Checked the bets
indicated on that laundvy list...

...and Rainbow Benny
was behind every one.

- Thafs enough.
- My cav's outside.

Benny doesn't live far away.

- L think Paul's entitled to be in on this.
- Suve.

HeY. what about me? l mean, us?

This is a stag. Look, Mommv.
you drink up some of your winnings.

Bavkeepev, bving Mrs. Charles
240 mavtinis. We won't belong.

I've heard that before. Come on, Molly.

- Follow that cal, quick.
- Yes. ma'am.

This way, lieutenant. l know where it is.

I've been to see Rainbow before.
He lives upstairs.

Just to the right here, gentlemen.

- Nick. maybe he skipped.
- Let's hope not.

Let me take a look at that.

No key in the lock. It's a cinch.

Paul. Come here, Paul, will you?
Give me a lift.

That's it, gvab hold of him. Lieutenant.
see if you can cut him down, will you?

Got it.

That's it. Now let's get him over
on the bed. Here we go.

Just drop him on the bed.

This is the worst yet.

- It's awful.
- Phone the coronel.

- Yes. sir.
- Rigov monis already setting in.

L guess he knew we had him concemed
and decided to do it himself.

Look here, Nick. ls this anything?

- Whafs this?
- Thafs the book!

The book Whitey took away
from me in Stephens' office.

What? Nick! Nick, this is the evidence.

Rainbow might as well have signed
a confession before he hung himself.

- Majon we've got it.
-l hope so.

Lieutenant, I'm afraid the suicide theory
doesn't quite stand up.

But. Nick. there's no sign
of anything but a suicide.

Look. he got up on that.
hung himself on the chandeliev...

...jumped and kicked the chair over.

Then he used his own bathvobe sash
as a vope.

L think that's all window dvessing.
Look here.

Look at the sash.

Silken, Smooth. Now look at his thvoat.

Well. he was hung.
There's bound to be mavks.

Yes. but not raw lacevations like that.

L think he was stvangled first,
with a vough, heavy cold. A vope.

And then the stage was set
with this ovevtumed chair...

...and the chandeliev and the sash.
And another thing.

When Benny skipped out
of Mario's tonight...

-...he was wearing a bulletpvoof vest.
- What?

- It's not on him now.
- Maybe he took it off.

- Ov it was taken off.
- By who?

By whoevev hung him there.

A muvdevev didn't want us
to know that Benny...

...had been living in fear of his life.

Nick. who could that have been?

L don't know yet.

Lieutenant, l think perhaps we'd
better have a little powwow...

...in your office tomorrow.

Keep your hands off!

- Heve we ave.
- Hold it a minute, will you, Macy?

Snap Dick Tracy.
He'd look good in the comics.

You and Nick Charles can't push me
around. Dvagging me here is illegal!

So is killing people illegal in this state.

- Ave you accusing me of"?
- Yeah! Of spoiling my lunch!

- L wanna call my lawyev.
- That'll be a nickel.

Hello. lieutenant. Heve's laughing boy.

Sit there, Macy. Thanks, boys.
Wait outside.

Hello? Fenstev? This is Stephens.

Come down to Abvams' office
at police headquaners right away.

L don't cave how busy you ave.
Right away.

- Oh. hello.
- Hello.

Just sit there.

What do you want Clarke here fo!?
He don't know nothing.

He was just standing over Banow's body
with a gun.

If l was you, Macy.
l wouldn't talk too much.

Is it all right if l tell Mv. Stephens
that company is coming?

- Whafs the idea of bringing Porter here?
-l want her here. ls that all right with you?

- Wheve will you be, Baku?
-l'll be here.

No. please.

Honey. I'm sony
you've being dvagged into this.

It's quite all right, Link.
l want to be here if you need me.

Fred. let Miss Porter sit here.

Let her sit there.

Thank you.

Hello. Maguire. Glad to see you.
Just sit over there, will you?

We flew Maguire in just fo¡ you, Fved.

Now. Mommy. if any trouble starts.
you dive right under the table.

- Majov Sculley and l will join you there.
- What kind of trouble, Nick?

Fvankly. l don't know. But I'm going
to do my level best to stiv it up.

Well. I'm Counting on you, Nick.
Good luck.

Thank you.

Hello. MIS. Charles. Hiya, Nick. Major.

Lieutenant, Molly. Paul. Miss Porter.

Well. the condemned man ate
a heany breakfast.

This is yestevday's breakfast.
On this job, l don't get a chance to eat.

- Sit down, MIS. Charles.
- Thank you. Go get them, Nicky.

Asta. you keep Mommy quiet.

- L invited you all here to meet a muvdevev.
- Good aftemoon, Macy.

Have your fun, Charles, but make it
quick. l ain't got much time.

Then maybe the state will give you some.
Now. nobody speak until he's spoken to.

Quiet. Asta. You've in contempt of court.

Now then, MI. Stephens.

I've told you everything l know
about this.

Good aftemoon, gentlemen.

The movgue is the floor below.
Isn't it?

He's my lawyev.

Mv. Fenstev, you've just in time
to hear your client tell...

...why he visited Rainbow Benny
last night.

If you wanna deny it, l can get
the cab driver who took you.

What of it? That was four hours
before Rainbow was killed.

If l was going to murder him, do you
think I'd want a cab driver to know?

No. l--! No, l don't.

Pavdon me, lieutenant.
but speaking of drivers...

...is Miss Ponefs chauffeuv here?

WhY. yes. He's downstairs in the car.

- Why?
-l thought he might enjoy the view up here.

On a clear day, you can see the jail.

- Larsem get Miss Ponefs chauffeuv.
- Yes. sir.

Now l want a word from Maguire.
One word.

Was Macy in the ticket office with you
when Whitey Barlow was killed?

- No.
- You double-Crossing sneak!

L thought it was Macy all along.

Why did you want an alibi so bad, Fved?

Because l didn't want any
thick-headed cops setting me up...

-...fov suspect number one.
- Don't you call Nick a thick-headed cop!

Oh. yeah?

And l didn't mean him.

Oh. yeah?

L suppose you wanted an alibi
fo¡ the same reason, MI. Stephens?

We'd like to weigh that question.

L didn't need any alibi. l was out
of the arena before Whitey was killed.

You"?

You dvove Mv. Stephens and Miss Porter
home from the arena night before last?

- Does he have to answer that?
- I'm just thinking that over.

Did you drive them home, or didn't you?

Yes. l drive them home.
Leave arena 9:45.

How come you remember the exact time?

What do you do when you get
into that car? Punch a clock?

- You'll verify that, no doubt?
- Yes.

Mv. Stephens, was it your idea
that Barlow and Miss Porter...

...were mevely casual acquaintances?

Link. be caveful.
He's trying to tvap you.

Sit down.

Mommy. let me see that present
l gave you last night.

- L wanna give this to another girl.
- Nicky!

Hound this hidden
in Banow's apartment.

While l was there, Miss Porter came in.
She'd been there before.

That's a lie! Whitey stole it from me.

What ave you getting at, mister?

Maybe you and your partner, Macy. were
velieved when Barlow was found dead.

But to Miss Portel.
It was really glad tidings.

Whitey had been blackmailing her.
He knew who she was, all about her.

At first she Charmed him into silence.

Then she had to use money
and. finally. her jewelvy.

Why. you cheap phoney.

And l was using you fo¡ an alibi. That's
a laugh. You needed it a lot move than--

So neither of you had an alibi.
I'd think that over if l were you.

L didn't have anything to do with it.

L was afraid the police would find
the bvacelet and trace it to me...

...then they'd be sure l killed him.
But I didn't!

L didn't know Whitey was dead
until he told me.

You muvdevous tvamp!

He told me Whitey was dead
before he took me home.

That's a lie!

Hey! Hey. that's enough of this!

- She can't do that to you!
- Oh. that's fine!

Any move of this, and you'll both land
in the cooler.

- Maguive.
- Yes. sir?

Where did the police pick you
up this morning?

- Treepovt
- Thafs right. l picked him up.

Tveepovt, huh? That's only a couple
of hundred miles from here.

If you left town last night
before Benny was killed...

...how does it come you weven't
further away?

My car bvoke down.
Honest, MI. Charles, l ain't in this.

That's the truth, so help me.
l lied once, fo¡ Macy. but l ain't lying now.

Barlow had nothing on me.

Supposing Barlow did have something
on us. I've been in plenty of scandals.

That didn't mean enough
fo¡ meto kill him.

WhY. you yellow welshev! Ave you
hinting that maybe l killed Barlow?

Save this fight fo¡ the arena, boys.

But if l was milking a rich guy and
Barlow was making me sweat fo¡ it...

-...maybe then l'd--
- Suve. l looked fo¡ Barlow that night...

...to get my bvacelet back.
But l sweav l didn't find him.

Even il l did, even il l killed him.
would l take that book?

- It didn't mean anything to me.
-lt might have, as a hold on Stephens.

Blackmail, l think it's called.

Yeah? And l suppose l could stvangle
Benny and hang him up.

- No. but your chauffeuv could.
- Baku. he's trying to frame us!

Hold it, son.
Let the big boys play with your knife.

Maybe they'll give you
a nice little pair of cuffs.

Well. now. where were we?

Benny was hanging from the ceiling.

Oh. yes. Yes.

Because Benny had seen
who killed Banow.

Macy. you said you were not distuvbed
about Banow's quitting.

Why did you thveaten him?

- You did hear that, Molly?
- Yes. I did.

She should talk. l caught Barlow pawing
her that night right in my office.

- And she was sore.
-ls that the truth?

Well. yes. Barlow always said things.

He was angry because l wouldn't
pay any attention to him.

Isn't she sweet?

Did Paul know that Barlow
was annoying you?

No. l didn't tell him. l was afraid
he might do something vash.

Is this all news to you, Paul?

But Molly did tell you that Whitey had
had a falling out with his bosses?

Well. why didn't you try talking to him?

Nick. l didn't think it'd do any good.
Whitey and l were enemies.

L told Major Sculley.
hoping he could do something.

But Whitey was killed
before anybody could get to him.

Except the muvdevev.

Mv. Stephens, Benny was
your betting commissionev, wasn't he?

Yes. Nick. he was.
and we can prove that.

And vepvesenting Stephens, he did do
some bvibing of jockeys, didn't he?

If you've trying to hang the jockey's
murder on me, save your breath.

You and the llatloot claim whoevev
killed the jockey killed Banow.

All right. You can rule me out
of that too.

L didn't go near the track that day.
and l can prove it.

And l haven't killed a jockey
in weeks, really.

- When did you see Rainbow last?
- He saw him last night.

L went to his apartment.
but l didn't see him.

- Wasn't he home?
-l don't think so.

L vang his bell a long time, then l saw
somebody coming up the stairs...

...and l beat it.

Who was coming up the stairs?

Some kid deliveving papers.
l didn't wanna be seen there...

...so l ducked away from the door.
When the kid went up. l left.

Lieutenant, that apartment house
where Benny lived...

- The Embassy Arms.
- Yes.

Would you mind getting the janitov
on the phone?

Get me-- Get me the janitov
of the Embassy Arms apartments.

There's one thing about a murder case.

If you just let people talk long enough...

...soonev or later.
somebody will spill the beans.

Well. somebody has.

Mv. Fenstev, where were you last night
at 10:00?

WhY. l-- l was at home.

No. l mean, l was out. ln bed.

No. l was home, but l was in bed.

Ave you sure you were in bed?

I'd like to sleep on this.

Hold it. This is the police depavtment.

Oh. come on. The janitov, Nick.

Yes. please. This is the supevintend.

L wanna know something
about apartment 25C.

What l wanna know is, how long did
Rainbow Benny live in that apartment?

Not long. He's move in last night at 7.

And he's dead at 10. The thvoat.

I'm sony. you gotta speak
move noisy. please.

L said. where did he live before that?

He live in apartment 32A.

That's right, at the top of the stairs.

Well. gentlemen and ladies...

...we have our muvdevev.

Nicky. l can't stand it! Was it me?

Yeah. Nick, is it her?

Nick. who is it?

You. major.

Nick. you've joking.

No wonder the Stephens-Macy Syndicate
was viding high...

...with a special deputy
fo¡ the state Legislatura as a silent partner.

You were in a beautiful position
to cover up the syndicate's vacket.

Nick. what ave you saying?

Then you found your golden harvest
was in danger.

Whitey Barlow was scaved.
Thveatened to talk.

That would have meant exposure
fo¡ you. Ruin.

So to protect yourself
and your fellow thieves...

...you caught up with him
and killed him...

...leaving your friend Paul Clarke
to take the rap.

You can't mean this, Nick.
It's nonsense, every word of it.

You were clicking beautifully
until we released Paul...

...and used the accidental death
of the jockey fo¡ bait.

Accidental death?

Yes. Goldez wasn't muvdeved.

He shot himself by accident.

But we let it stand as a murder.

And we spread the news
that whoevev had killed Barlow...

...had also killed the jockey.

We said we were looking
fo¡ one muvdevev.

Then. major, you did just what
Lieutenant Abvams said you would do.

Yeah. What was that?

You tried to frame someone else
to fit that picture.

So you picked
on poor little Rainbow Benny...

...because he'd been mixed up
with jockeys and cvooked vaces...

...and to the police, he might seem
like the double killer.

You stvangled him. And in his fiveplace,
you planted Stephens' ledgev...

...which contained the records
of the syndicate's cvooked deals...

...included your lake-off.

Of course, you cavefully bumed the ledgev
so that only the cover vemained.

You removed Benny's bulletpvoof vest...

...so the police would never know that
he'd been living in fear of his life.

And then you stvung him up to make it
look like a suicide...

-...which would have closed this case.
- Nick. you must be mad.

You can't prove a word of this.

Major, you said last night
that you'd visited Benny before.

Why. yes. I did.

- When was the last time you visited him?
- WhY. a week ago.

A week ago. Then that's how it was
that last night you could lead us...

-mdivectly to his apartment?
- WhY. yes. l Iemembev the way.

But that wasn't the way a week ago.

That was the way
only after 7:00 last night.

L don't know what you've talking about.

Rainbow Benny moved
from apartment 32A to apartment 25C...

...at 7:00 yesterday evening.
The janitov just said so.

If you hadn't visited Benny fo¡ a week,
how did you know...

...that he was in 25C
when you led us there last night?

Your partner, MI. Stephens.
settled this case...

...when he said he stood outside
Benny's apartment and saw the stairs.

Well. you cannot see the stairs
from apartment 25C.

You made only one misstep, major.
but you left a big, bloody footpvint.

Well, lieutenant, l should say--

- Stop this Shooting, or I'll drop Charles!
- No. major!

Nick! Nick, look out!

So that's what became
of the bulletpvoof vest.

That. MI. Charles.
will be your last deduction.

Yes. l almost closed the case
with Rainbow Benny...

...but now I'll close it with you.
Paul. you've got your scoop...

...but you won't be able to write it.
I've got two move bullets.

One fo¡ each of you. We'll dissolve
our pannership right now.

You've the smanest, MI. Charles.
so you've first.

- Run. Nicky. run!
- Gvab him, men!

Let go of me!

- Run. Nicky! Run!
- Gvab him!

Get off me!

- Run. Nicky!
- Get out of the way!

Nun!

Run. Nicky. run!

- Ave you all right?
- Oh. Nora. you were wonderful.

She certainly was.
Mommv. you've a hevoine.

- What happened? What did l do?
- Do? Why. you saved all our lives.

You jumped right
into the muzzle of the gun.

Idid?

Nick. this gun isn't loaded.
When did you empty it?

Oh. about three years ago.
When Nicky was cutting his teeth on it.

Well. then I'm not a hevoine.

Oh. yes. you ave. Mommy.
You've the bvavest gal in the world.

Wait a minute. Almost forgot something.

For valor.

Oh. Nicky.

Is this one fo¡ keeps?

So is this one.

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