All language subtitles for (1944)OneBodyTooMany[ING]

[THEME MUSIC]

Yeah, yeah.

I know but call me tomorrow,
I gotta get out of here.

Hey, Tuttle.

I got a date for you tonight.

Dot's cousin just got
into town and you and I...

I already have an engagement.

I've had it for over a phone
with Cyrus J. Rutherford.

Cyrus J. Rutherford?

The screwball millionaire?

Eccentric.

You can't call a man with
$8 million a screwball.

I can.

All that hocus pocus
about the stars

and building a
private uh... What do

you call it on top of his house?

Observatory.

He just happens to
believe on the influence

of the stars on human behavior.

The only stars that could
influence my behavior

would be Dorothy Lamour
or Veronica Lake.

Say every big company in town
is taking a shot at Rutherford.

How'd you swing it?

Leo.

Leo?

Leo who?

The star.

You see, I wrote and told him I
was born under the sign of Leo.

That's his lucky star.

And he wrote right back
and made the appointment

for the 13th, which is today,
when Leo's in the ascendancy.

You mean to say you
believe in that guff too?

I believe in selling insurance.

Tuttle.

The way you keep that
nose to the grindstone,

you're gonna wear
out the grindstone.

You can laugh.

Wait till I come
back here with Mr.

Rutherford's name
of that policy.

[CHATTER]

[BANGING OF GAVEL]

Quiet, please.

I, Cyrus J. Rutherford,
being of sound mind and body,

do hereby declare
the following to be

the preamble to my last
will and testament.

The disposition of my estate is
of only slightly less interest

to me than it is to
you, my loving heirs.

It has been divided among you.

The largest share
is to be $500,000.

And the smallest $1.50 to pay
for the taxi from the station.

So pay close
attention, all of you.

My sister, Estelle,
who disobeyed my wishes

20 years ago by marrying a
nincompoop named, I believe,

Kenneth and whom I have had the
pleasure of not seeing since.

Cyrus never changed a bit.

MORTON GELLMAN: And niece
Margaret, whom I have never

seen, which is
probably just as well.

I like that.

My nephew, James
Davis, I last saw him

when he was an
impertinent youth of 20.

I do not like impertinence
and I did not like James.

My niece, Carol Dunlap.

Although I despised
her father, turned out

to have somewhat
better intelligence

and a less selfish
interest in her old uncle

than others in the family.

And the last of my
living relatives,

nephew Henry Rutherford
and his wife, Mona.

Henry, at least, has the virtue
of bearing the Rutherford name

and he was a fairly good
investment counselor.

Honest, as far as
I could find out.

Mona wears too much makeup.

I told you he didn't like...

Oh, shut up.

Go on Mr. Gellman.

MORTON GELLMAN: And she
seems to have waited

with undue impatience
for my demise.

My faithful butler,
Merkil, who for 20 years

padded the household bills.

And Matthews, who kept house for
me in a haphazard sort of way.

Professor Hilton, to whom I owe
my knowledge and understanding

of the secrets of the heavens.

And finally, my lawyer,
Morton Gellman... Uh.

Uh, well.

That's about all, folks.

The rest is just routine.

Go ahead and read it.

We're all just one
big happy family.

Yeah.

Let's hear it.

We want it.

Whom I trust implicitly as
far as I can throw an elephant.

As you know, I have been an
ardent student of the stars.

I want to continue to
be exposed to them.

Therefore, I wish to be
interred not underground,

but in a glass dome vault
where they will ever

more continue to
shine down upon me.

You are all to remain
here as my guests

until this vault is completed.

After I have safely
interred, you

may open my will
which is now sealed

in the safe and
the specimen room.

Then you will
learn how I've seen

fit to reward you, one and all.

But should this, my
last wish, be disobeyed

and my body buried anywhere
except in the above mentioned

vault; then the terms of
the will shall be reversed.

And those who are to
get the large bequests

will get the smallest
and vice versa.

Furthermore, should any of you
leave the grounds before I'm

safely interred in
my vault, you will

forfeit all rights
to your legacies.

I know you will find it
difficult to live together,

even for a few days,
but this is my wish.

So with these last words, I
leave you to your squabbling

which fortunately, I
won't be able to hear.

Of all insulting, insane ideas.

It'll never hold up
in a court of law.

Please, please.

It's all perfectly legal.

They'll start work on
the vault tomorrow.

It should only be a
matter of a few days.

Looks as if you and I are
in for the lion's share.

You mean from what
Uncle Cyrus said?

This place gives
me the creepy memes.

I wish it were over with.

You don't have to stay.

Have you read the final will?

Do you know who gets what?

He drew it up himself and
nobody will read the will

until he is properly interred.

[ARGUING]

Let's not stand around in the
presence of Uncle Cyrus' body

and quarrel about his will.

I wouldn't quarrel
either if I spent

20 years stooging
for a slice of it.

I resent that.

I meant you to, dear cousin.

Perhaps you would
all like some coffee.

Very well.

You'll serve it in
the library, Matthews.

Am I taking orders
from you now?

You are.

Do as Mrs. Rutherford
say, Matthews,

until the actual will is read.

What do you mean by that?

Exactly nothing, madam.

Nothing at all.

Excuse me, I'll
straighten the room.

MORTON GELLMAN: Atlas
Detective Agency?

I have a job for you.

What?

You want to hire a
man to guard a stiff?

Yes, I want you to see
that he isn't buried.

Hey, look, is this a gag?

MORTON GELLMAN: His body
must not be disturbed.

That's right.

You want the job or don't you?

We'll keep your friend on ice.

Just pay my man the first
$100 when he gets there.

All right.

I'll be expecting
you in about an hour.

Boo!

Uh, can I play too?

I bet your pardon.

That's all right.

I'm just going to have
a quiet six or eight

drinks if you will tell
me which is to be my room.

Well I could even
show you unless you'd

rather drink alone.

Mrs. Rutherford.

Mona!

Well, well.

What have we here?

Oh, come on, Kenneth.

I've got a headache.

Has anyone seen
Professor Hilton?

He's up in the tour, I imagine,
communing with the stars.

Well just to set
everyone's mind at rest,

I've engaged a
watch man to spend

the night with the casket.

That's a swell idea.

It'll save us the trouble of
watching each other all night.

What have you there, Merkil?

There are too many
rats in this house

that should be done away with.

You haven't put out enough cups.

Mr. and Mrs. Rutherford.

Are they to have it too?

All of them.

Will you open the door, please?

[KNOCKING]

Come in.

I brewed some
coffee, sir, but I

cannot find anyone
in the library.

Well they probably all retired.

Would you care for some, sir?

No, it keeps me awake.

I assure you this coffee
will not keep you awake.

No, thank you.

No, thank you, Merkil.

Very well, sir.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

Call when you want
me to pick you up.

Right.

And don't let the stiff
take a powder on you.

Huh?

[LAUGHS]

Creepy joint.

I hope this job don't last long.

[THUMP]

Oh!

[KNOCKING]

Come in.

I thought you might need
your bag, Mrs. Carol.

You left it in the
hall closet downstairs.

Oh, yes, thank you.

Just put it there.

Yes ma'am.

That was very
considerate of you.

Not at all.

I hope you'll be comfortable.

I'm sure I will.

Good night,

Good night.

[HUMMING]

Leave this house at once
if you value your life.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

That must be the
detective driving up.

Thank goodness for that.

Uh, good evening.

I have an appointment.

Yes, I know.

This way, sir.

Nice place you have here.

Yes, sir.

Oh, I've been trying
to get here for so long.

I'll tell him you're here, sir.

Thank you.

Go!

You're not wanted here.

Hm?

Go!

Go!

I'm so glad you've come.

Say.

I wouldn't have slept a
wink all night if you hadn't.

Well thanks, that's
awfully kind of you.

You don't look a
bit like I expected.

I don't?

No.

I thought you'd be
more rugged looking.

You know that lady... Why
do I have to look rugged?

Well, I don't mean
that you aren't.

I just... I just mean
that you don't look it.

I suppose under your coat
you're a mass of muscle.

Just shows how deceptive
appearances can be.

Oh, I don't think my
appearance is so deceptive.

Now you're being modest.

But then I've heard
that people who

lead dangerous
lives usually are.

Well, it isn't so dangerous
but uh, once in a while

you run into a rough customer
who tries to throw you out.

But mostly it's just routine.

I wouldn't call it routine
to go tracking people down

so they can shoot at you.

Oh, no one's ever
gone that fat.

All thought one
time a fellow tried

to cancel his wife's life.

Oh, how horrible.

What did you do?

I talked him out of it.

Besides that I got him to
take out an annuity for her.

You must be very brave.

Oh, I wouldn't go so
far as to say that.

How do you do?

I'm Morton Gellman, Mr.
Rutherford's lawyer.

Please to meet you.

Your duties have
been explain to you?

Mr. Gellman, I've been in this
business for over 12 years.

Good, then you should
know what to do.

Here's your money.

Oh, I couldn't take
any money yet really.

This is just the first payment.

You'll get the rest
later if everything

goes off satisfactory.

Well I'm quite sure it will.

Of course, he has to be
examined by the doctor.

Well... well. That's
all been taken care of.

You just do your part,
we'll take care of the rest.

Here you are.

Well this is a
little bit irregular

but I guess it'll be all right.

He's in there.

You just sit with him all night.

I'll sit with him?

I'll be upstairs if
you should want me.

May I show you in, sir?

Well I guess so, yes.

Uh, good bye Miss...

Dunlap.

Pleased to have met... Met.

We haven't met yet.

My name is Tuttle.

Albert Tuttle.

I'm Carol Dunlap.

Please to meet you.

- How do you do?
CAROL DUNLAP: How do you do?

Would you care to have
a cup of coffee, sir?

Yes, thanks, I would.

What kind of coffee is this?

The very best, sit.

No, I mean there are two
classes of coffee drinkers.

There the percolated
then there's the drip.

This is percolated.

Sorry, I'm a drip.

Well, excuse me.

Yes.

Good luck, Mr. Tuttle.

Don't worry.

Mr. Rutherford won't get
away from me tonight.

This way, sir.

How's Mr. Rutherford
looking these days?

He never looked better, sir.

Fine.

He's in there.

Thank you.

Good evening, Mr. Rutherford.

Oh.

There you are.

Mr. Rutherford, I'm Albert
L. Tuttle of the... Oh!

Oh, oh!

Help!

Open the door!

Let me out of here!

Help, help!

Tuttle, what's the
matter with you?

Oh, I can't sell a
dead man insurance.

What are you talking about?

He's in there
right in the corner.

I just put my briefcase
right on his face.

What's going on here?

What's the disturbance?

They don't seem to understand.

Mr. Rutherford, he's
in there deceased.

Dead.
What'd you think he was?

Dosing?

You mean you knew
it all the time?

Why else would I hire
you to watch the body?

Watch it?

I came here to sell it.

Him.

Uh, life insurance.

Whoever heard of selling
a dead man life insurance?

I don't want to sell him now.

Say, who are you, anyway?

Albert Tuttle of the
Emperor Life Insurance.

I have an appointment
with Mr. Rutherford.

I've had it for over a month.

I was going to sell
him a $200,000 policy

and get my gold pin.

Why didn't you say so?

What are you doing going
around posing as a detective?

I wasn't posting as anybody.

I came here to see Mr.
Rutherford and I've seen him.

I'm going to get out of here!
Not with my $100.

I'm going to get out of here!
- Not with my $100.
-Not with my $100.
-I don't want your money.

- Not with my $100.
- I don't want your money.

I didn't want it
in the first place!

Here.

Your hat and coat, sir.

I don't want my hat
and coat I just... Oh.

Excuse me.

I hope whatever you're worried
about turns out all right

when the real
detective gets here.

Maybe he isn't coming.

Maybe they just said that.

I wouldn't put it past them.

I don't quite follow you.

I'm afraid to talk here.

Oh.

If you're worried
about staying here,

I'd be very happy to
drive you into town.

I can't.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

I feel quite sure everything
will turn out all right.

I know something's
going to happen.

I wish you'd stay.

What could happen with
all those nice people here?

Well.

Good bye.

Look out!

Get away from here before
you get yourself killed.

Wait a minute,
pal, wait a minute.

You gonna pass up
a bet like that?

Pipe that doll.

[WHISTLES]

You could be a hero.

Go now while you've
got both legs.

This is none of your business.

Don't listen to
that side of you.

Get in there and pitch!

Look at those eyes.

Look at those...

Stop it, stop it!

She's luring you to destruction.

She'll try flattery next.

She'll say, you saved my life.

You're wonderful.

Oh.

You saved my life.

You're wonderful.

What did I tell you?

Eh.

[GROANS]

You're hurt.

Nah.

It was just a bump.

You all right?

Yeah.

Oh.

Well.

Good bye.

Oh please don't go.

Oh it was just an accident.

No it wasn't.

Someone tried to
kill me, I know it.

They said they would and
they'll try it again.

Here, will you read this?

Somebody put it in my bag.

Leave this house at once
if you value your life.

Well.

Good bye.

Hey, that's really on the level.

Somebody tried to...
Whose room is up there?

Oh that's the tower, I think.

The tower, eh?

Somebody tried to kill you, eh?

Well I'll show him he can't
go around throwing rocks

at people.

I'll go up there and
I'll get him in my hands

and I'll... I'll tear him apart!

Now please don't,
you might get hurt.

It's a good thing you
talked me out of it.

Then you'll help me?

Well uh.

Well uh.

Well.

[KNOCKING]

Yes?

This is Mr. Tuttle,
Professor Hilton.

Do you mind if we
look around, Professor?

I'm busy.

Constellations changing.

Venus approaching Jupiter.

That must be very
interesting for Jupiter.

Go right ahead, we
won't get in your way.

Uh, careful.

You might get... Uh,
uh, long way down.

How did that stone get loose?

Stone?

Stone?

Oh yes, stone.

Thought I heard, afraid to look.

Heights make me, um, vertigo.

Uh, Dizzy.

That's fun for an astrologist.

Up, yes.

Look up, I like that.

Down, no.

It... It goes to my
uh, uh, uh dizzy.

Professor.

I was almost killed
by that stone.

You don't seem very interested.

What will be, will be.

It's all in the stars.

May I look at your hand?

Palms?

Poppycock, bugnum.

Don't believe in reading palms.

It depends on
what you see there.

There's dirt on yours.

How did it get there?

Uh.

Well.

My pencil.

Rolled underneath the telescope.

Bit dusty under there.

Very dusty.

Hm.

Well, uh, excuse us.

Thank you.

What do you think?

Well he looked harmless enough
but there was dirt on his hand.

Well maybe someone came
around the Professor

when he wasn't looking
and loosened the stone.

Why should anyone
want to harm you?

I don't know.

Uncle Cyrus left kind
of a peculiar will.

Hasn't been read yet.

But if I'm one of the ones
that get the bigger share,

somebody wants to get
me out of the way.

Could of been an accident.

Accident?

Say, you covered
for falling stone?

I don't think so.

Well if one stone fell,
another could work loose

and it would be a good
thing to be covered.

Lets see now.

Oh, the detective!

I wonder why he didn't show up.

Hm?

Atlas Detective Agency.

Canal 6-0-5-9-8.

[RINGING]

They don't answer.

Maybe they're on a special case.

Something like
murder or something.

What are you doing here?

I thought you'd left.

Well you see, uh...

You wanted someone
to watch the body.

The detective didn't show up.
So Mr. Tuttle said he do it.

The detective didn't show up.
So Mr. Tuttle said he do it.
I did?

I did?

Him?

He.

What?

He not him.

It's a common mistake.

You see him is objective...

I'm sure your grammar's
excellent, Mr. Tuttle.

But I'm afraid you won't
make a very good watch man.

I'm afraid so too.

Well he's better than no
watch man at all, isn't he?

Besides, I think it's very
nice to say he'd do so.

Who?

Who?

Who will?

Very well.

I wash my hands of the
whole responsibility.

From now on it's
on your own head.

On my head?

Now Mr. Gellman, there's
been a mistake here.

It's very kind of you.

I'll be able to sleep now.

Good night, Albert.

- Good night, Carol.
- Good night, Mr. Gellman.

Good night.

I guess it'll be all right.

I'll uh sit here and
make myself comfortable.

In there.

In there?

I don't need everybody
to watch out here?

Uh, but, um.

Mr. Gellman, would you like
to play a little dominoes?

No.

Any game?

No.

Murder At Midnight.

[CLOCK CHIMING]

9, 10, 11.

[CHIME]

[CHIRPING]

[WOLF HOWLING]

The large, gloomy,
house was dark

except for the light by
which McGarity was reading.

Outside a storm was brewing.

Inside, the painful
silence held a promise

of violence and death.

In the distance the first faint
rumble of approaching thunder

was heard.

[THUNDER]

The very emptiness of
the room held menace.

To Inspector
McGarity's alert ears,

no sound was too
slight to be heard.

The ticking of the clock

[CLOCK TICKING]

Almost in rhythm with the
beating of his own heart.

[HEART BEAT]

The wind slammed a
shutter against a window.

McGarity knew that
hour was at hand.

Quietly, a secret panel
opened in the wall behind him.

Two hands with fingers
curved like the claws

of a predatory animal
reached toward his throat.

Feeling vaguely that
something was amiss,

McGarity glanced around
and the hands withdrew.

When they reappeared
they held a handkerchief

to jam down his throat and
snuff the breath from his lungs

before he could cry out.

The hair on the back
of McGarity's neck

began to rise as he had a
premonition of the bloody hand

which had struck
down Sarah Oglebee

would strike again that night.

But McGarity's
premonition was well

founded for at that very moment
the murdered lurking behind him

was preparing to kill him the
famous detective in cold blood!

Ah, trash!

Things like that don't happen.

[WIND HOWLING]

[THUNDER]

[THUMP]

Oh!

Mr. Tuttle, are you all right?

Albert?

Oh!

Oh.

What's the matter
with the lights?

I don't know.

Maybe the wires are down.

[GASP]

Albert!

MERKIL: Is he dead?

CAROL DUNLAP: Well
somebody do something.

He's hurt.

Oh, Albert.

Speak to me.

Say something.

Oh.

Just sign on the dotted line.

The beneficiary...

He's delirious.

Oh.

Oh, Carol.

What happened?

There's blood on your hand.

You're hurt.

Oh, it's your blood.

Oh, my blood.

My blood?

I'm wounded, he killed me.

Oh control yourself,
it's only a scratch.

You should have such a scratch.

Never mind that.

What happened?

Oh, I don't know.

The lights went out
and somebody hit me.

Then the lights went out.

There it is.

What is it?

It's my blood.

That's what I was hit with.

Both doors are locked
from the inside.

It's someone right
here in this house.

Where were you
five minutes ago?

Oh don't be so nosy.

I was with him, why?

What's the matter.

You got a headache?

Maybe you can tell
us whats the matter.

Someone attacked him.

That's my blood.

(slurring)We were upstairs
having a night cap.

Kenneth Hopkins, you promised
you'd only have one drink.

It's cold up there in bed!

Who's this?

Mr. Tuttle was
acting as watch man

to be sure that no
one steals the...

He's gone.

Well maybe he went
off for a little walk?

This is no joking matter.

How did this happen?

Do you realize what this means
if he's buried underground?

I thought you were
getting a watchman.

Somebody knocked him out.

And I thought you were
an insurance salesman.

Well, I am.

I mean, I was.

You see I just
stayed to help out.

There's something
fishy about you.

First you come here with
a story we can't check.

Then you work yourself
in as a watchman.

Henry, if you're insinuating
that Albert had anything

to do with it, well
I asked him to stay.

Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry, Albert.

Suppose you lay off the
third degree with Carol.

Somebody stole
Uncle Cyrus' body

and I'm going to find out
who before it's too late.

But why would anyone
want to steal a body?

Because of my client's will.

He wanted to be interred
in a glass top vault

so the stars would
shine down on him.

He didn't want to be
buried any other way.

If he is then his
bequests will be reversed.

Those who were to
get the largest share

will get the smaller
and visa versa.

Oh, I see.

Then somebody saw
the body so that they

could bury it and
reverse the will.

But that would mean that they
knew what was in the will.

And nobody does do they?

I wonder.

Cut out the wise cracks
or I'll let you have it.

Oh, I think you're taking
a lot for granted, Henry.

No one has read the will.

The body must still
be here in the house

and we've got to find it.

I beg pardon.

With everybody's
nerves on edge, I

suggest that you all
have some coffee.

No.

No.

Oh, yes, Merkil.

I'll have some.

Thank you.

No, I like drip.

Maybe Uncle wasn't stolen.

Maybe he's hiding.

I can see why he
didn't like you.

And I'll tell you
right now what I think.

What?

That you can and Kenneth,
who undoubtedly are down

for the smallest
share, have stolen it!

Why you true bit heel.

I've been wanting to
do this for 20 years!

Oh, Albert!

[YELLING]

Oh, no.

I hit the jackpot.

Uncle Cyrus' body.

Take it away, somebody.

Take it...

Listen, Tuttle.

I've got an idea who we can
catch the body snatcher.

If it works.

Get someone else, my
head is killing me.

You're the only
one who can do it.

Not listen.

Please.

Just let me lie here
quietly and bleed.

All you've got to do is
to pretend you're fed up,

you're scared.

Pretend I'm scared?

What do you think I'm
shaking from, enthusiasm?

You quit.

Then when the coast is
apparently clear whoever it was

might come back and try again.

Then you catch them.

We catch them.

We?

By that time I'll be in my bed.

Oh, no.

You only pretend to leave.

Then you sneak in through
the French Windows

and you wait for them.

Listen.

I'm not covered for
going in through windows.

I mean in case of
glass breakage.

There's nothing to it.

I'll be right here
waiting for you

and you'll be waiting
in the coffin.

Oh, I'll be... Coffin?

Don't you think it'll be a
little bit crowded in there?

We'll hide the real body.

Oh.

I got a better idea.

Let the body stay
there and let me hide.

Look, you want to
help, don't you?

For Ms. Dunlap's sake.

Well I didn't figure
on going that far.

Good.

Now you'll start your act as
soon as we get out in the hall.

Now wait a minute.

I want to talk to
Ms. Dunlap first.

I don't want her to think
I'm a coward, even if I am.

Absolutely not.

You mustn't tell anyone.

If anything went wrong,
she'd be open to suspension.

Oh, I didn't... if
anything went wrong?

Nothing will go wrong.
Why don't you stop worrying?

Remember how, you
pretend you're leaving.

Then I'll let you in again
through the French Windows.

But make it convincing.

I can't stand much more.

That body falling on Albert.

Ugh!

ALBERT L. TUTTLE: I've
had enough of this.

I'm going home!

MORTON GELLMAN: All right.

If that's the way
you feel about it.

Albert.

ALBERT L. TUTTLE: That is
the way I feel about it.

I am going home.

I don't care what you say,
Mr. Gellman, I'm leaving.

After all, I've been
popped in the head

and punched around
and pushed around.

Albert.

Why should I stay?

Next time I might get kill and
I'm too young to get killed.

That's a very
sensible attitude.

A very sensible
attitude, Mr. Tuttle.

After all, it's not my affair.

You said so yourself, Carol.

I came here to sell you
Uncle Cyrus insurance.

And as long as nobody's
interested in insurance,

I'm leaving!

Well, good bye, Carol.

Go... Goodbye, Albert.

I'll... I'll uh.

I. I don't blame
you for going but...

Well maybe we'll meet
again some time in town.

Maybe.

And if we do there'll be
something I want to say.

What?

Goodbye.

[KNOCKING]

What detained you?

I had to pretend to go to
bed so the others would too.

They're all asleep now.

Come on.

Can't I sit here
awhile and defrost?

Come on, we've got work to do.

Pull that.

I don't think we
ought to try it again.

Too risky.

Well we got rid of that
screwball, didn't we?

There's nothing to stop us now.

Do you think we're
doing the right thing?

Suppose we get rid of the
body and find out we've

reversed the will in
somebody else's favor.

Yes.

What about that?

Don't be asinine.

Uncle Cyrus didn't
like any of us

well enough to leave
us a pig's bristle.

I'm for taking my chances
on reversing the will

and getting a good share.

All right, I'm with you there.

But what was the goofy
idea of moving the body?

I thought he was plenty
comfortable in the cellar

where we put him first.

Are you serious?

I thought you and
your pop put him

behind the living room panel.

We thought you did.

Hey, wait a minute.

Either you two are giving me
run around or somebody else

is playing put and take.

I wonder who.

Well stop wondering.

This time we'll
stash Uncle Cyrus'

body where nobody'll
ever find it.

Get your coats.

What for?

We're going to
take a little hike.

A hike?

And stop nursing that bottle.

Come on, Dad.

Come on, hurry it up, will ya?

Think he'll be safe in there?

Of course, you'll be watching.

Yeah, I'll be wa...

Here, hide the key.

Come on.

(whispers) Tuttle.

Get your coat off and get in.

Say, I have an idea.

Supposing I hide in the
specimen room with you.

No, that's no good.

Get in.

It doesn't look comfortable.

Why not?

It's padded.

Yeah, so is a cell.

Come on now, get in.

Now wait a minute.

Don't rush me.

Uh, you sure it's safe?

I'm not worried about that.

You're not worried.

No need of both of us worrying.

Come, come now.

I haven't got very much time.

Don't lock it!

Of course not.

Mr. Gellman.

What is it now?

Could you get me
a glass of water?

[HICCUPS] I got hiccups.

[HICCUPS]

Hold your breath,
that'll cure you.

That's what I'm afraid of.

[HICCUPS]

[HICCUPS]

Look.

What?

I thought I saw
those windows move.

You shouldn't of
had that last drink.

Go ahead, open it.

Well.

Come on, let's get
him out of here.

It's locked.

Guess we'll have to
take the whole box.

You take that other end.

[HICCUP]

Will you stop that jerking?

Who jerked?

You did.

Do you want to make drop it?

If anybody jerked, you jerked.

Oh for heaven's sake stop it.

Come on, let's get
this thing over with.

There, that.

You almost took it out
of my hands that time.

I did no such thing.

Your grip must have slipped.

Look do I have to
carry this thing myself?

Come on, I'm freezing.

Come on, I'm freezing.
Well.

Well.

What do you say to this
for a ready made grave?

Nobody will ever
find him in the pool.

No!

Can't we get this
thing over with?

Let's get out of here.

Help!

Let me out of here!

Stop!

Help!

Let me out of here!

Help!

Oh!

Oh, Albert!

Hey.

Oh, Albert!

Are you all right?

Hey.

Oh.

[GRUMBLING]

Come here.

What did they do to you?

Oh, it was that Gellman.

He's the one that
talked me into this.

Wait a minute
there's something...

Oh, it's a goldfish.

Wait til I get my hands
on that... that lawyer.

You mean you think
that Gellman...

Perfectly safe, he said.

Nothing could happen to me.

Why it's as simple as a
straight life insurance policy.

You know what?

Oh, what's that in my pocket?

Oh.

Oh!

Oh!

Gellman.

Sure it was Gellman.

He knew I wouldn't leave
you here all alone.

So he cooked up that scheme
just to get me out of the way.

Even maybe get in his coffin.

Then after he and
his accomplices

had gotten me on
the way, he thought

he'd have a clear field.

But let me tell you... Uh-oh.

What are you doing?

I want to see if
they had time to steal

the body while I was drowning.

You mean the body's in there?

Yeah it's still in...

[SCREAMS]

It's Gellman.

Rutherford's gone and
he's in there dead.

Well I don't think he could
exactly himself on a coat hook

to commit suicide or would he?

Oh don't leave me!

Hello, hello?

Mr. Gellman.

Dead!

This is dead too.

There, there, there now.

Now don't get scared.

Oh but I am scared, Albert.

Aren't you?

Who, me?

I've been scared since 8:30.

What are we going to do?

There's a murdered
in this house.

Three of them.

Any one of us might be next.

Not if we catch them first.

How?

I'll show them.

I'm through being pushed around.

I've been bopped,
clopped, and clumped.

I'll show them that they
can't drown Albert Tuttle

and get away with it.

I'll call them all down
here and we'll grill them.

Frill.

That reminds me, I'm hungry.

Me too.

I think we oughta... We
oughta fry this and eat it.

Albert.

What about the murderer?

Let them catch their own fish.

I made a joke.

Yeah.

Poor Mr. Gellman.

Why wouldn't anyone
want to kill him?

Never mind that, then what?

Well then we came back here
and we went to the closet

and there he was, dead.

What about my uncle?

Where is he?

We better find the body
before it's buried.

How can you be so cold blooded?

A man's been murdered!

And all you can think
about is your inheritance.

Whoever stole the body
was thinking about it too.

That same person
murdered Gellman.

There were three of them.

I saw them.

You saw them?

Why didn't you say so?

Who were they?

It was dark.

I couldn't tell.

You couldn't tell?

Merkil.

Yes, sir?

Do you always
sleep fully clothed?

Uh.

No, sir.

Then what are you doing dressed
at this hour of the night?

I was waiting for
the next occurrence.

Oh then you knew something
was going to happen.

Well, didn't it?

Having all ready been
aroused once before,

I thought it would save time if
I remained in my room on call.

Is that how the mud
got on your shoes?

Waiting in the room?

I stepped out to let the
cat in out of the rain.

What rain?

What rain?

The rain that's
falling down, sir.

What is the trouble?

I heard the commotion.

Where were you, Professor?

Watching Venus under the rain.

Mr. Gellman has been murdered.

Well you're not surprised.

Surprise?

No.

Not even at murdered?

No such a thing.

All ordained.

Mr. Gellman in the shadow.

An unlucky star.

Very unlucky.

Well if the stars can
tell you all at perhaps

they can also tell
you who killed him.

No.

I am a scientist Mr. Turtle.

It's Tuttle.

Not a detective.

I can tell you this, though.

Do not make too many plans
for a birthday party yourself.

You are under the influence
of a very precarious star.

Very precarious Mr. Tittle.

It's Tuttle.

My car is outside.

I'm going for the police.

You will never get there.

Why not?

Begging your pardon, sir.

The bridge over the
creek was washed

out aside from the power.

No one can get in or out.

Then I'll walk.

Suit yourself, sir.

But the nearest
telephone booth be

about to 10 miles in the rain.

Why do we waste time
answer a lot of questions?

We better start looking
for Uncle's body.

You look for him.

I'm going up to lock myself in
my room til the police come.

Come a long, Kenneth,

Me too.

I didn't come here to spend
all night on a treasure hunt.

Aren't you going
to give us a clue?

While we're on
the subject, where

were you when all this went on?

I was in bed.

Is that right?

I suppose so.

You suppose so?

We have separate rooms.

Well naturally.

I'm going to help them look.

After all I started...

You should get out
of those wet clothes

before you catch your death.

Oh stop using that word!

I'm all right.

There's a vacant
room next to mine.

It was Uncle Cyrus'.

You're going to use it.

Come on.

Would you like some
coffee Mr. Tuttle?

It's Tittle.

Uh!

Tuttle.

No, thank you.

Madam.

I don't need anything
to keep me awake.

None for me, thanks.

No.

If you find anything,
call me I'll be in my room.

That would be a novelty.

That gentlemen business
wasn't at all smart.

Well you don't think
I killed him do you?

If you didn't, who did?

You might of.

Who else?

Me?

Listen you're not trying
to pin this on me, are you.

Oh don't be silly.

We were all together.

Except when you
went for your coats.

Stop it.

Somebody else wants the will
changed even more than we do.

Enough to commit murder.

Open the door!

Open up!

That you, Kenneth?

[SCREAMING]

Oh stop him, stop him!

What's the matter?

What are you...

Oh the murderer, he was here.

Where?

Right here on
the bed beside me.

He tried to choke me.

Go back to sleep,
you had a nightmare.

Oh I didn't, I tell you!

He was here.

He was right in bed beside me.

Wait til I finish
brushing my teeth.

I'll find Jim and
get ya a drink.

ESTELLE HOPKINS: (crying)
Oh Kenneth, please!

It was him I tell you!

It's locked.

I have to get my keys.

Let's get it out of the
way for the time being.

OK.

We'll keep him there
for a few minutes.

Shh!

Here's one with a
couple of snorts left.

Ah and here's a full one.

Just take both of them.

That's just what
I was going to do.

Good.

(mumbling) Albert.

That's got a real kick in it.

Yeah.

Wonder whose it was.

Who cares?

I was going to sing a
song about a murderer.

Shh.

Who are you shushing?

I can sing if I
want to, can't I?

Well this one's a dead soldier.

Better hide the bottle
before they start squawking.

Where did I put it?

Here's the spot.

Nobody will be the wiser.

Well just one more little drink
and then you go make shut eye.

OK.

What's that?

What's what?

I think I've had enough.

Good night.

I thought we put
it in the closet.

I know we put it in the closet.

Did you?

Never mind.

Let's put it where it belongs.

[SCREAMING]

CAROL DUNLAP: Please help!

What was that?

Carol, for heaven's sake.

What happened?

What's going on?

He's in there.

The murderer in the basket.

He is, is he?

I'll give you to til the
count of three to come out.

One, two, three.

ALBERT L. TUTTLE: Don't shoot.

Don't shoot!

Oh, Carol.

I can explain everything.

It uh... embarrassing, isn't it?

[THUMPING NOISE]

(mumbling) Coffin!

The coffin.

Oh!

Oh, don't scream like that.

You scared me.

Mr. Tuttle.

What are doing here?

Well I heard footsteps.

They sound as if they
came from up here.

I heard them too.

I'd of sworn they came
from right over my head.

I guess there's
nobody else here.

Must have been the wind.

We better go back
before someone else

hears us and starts shooting.

Yes, we better.

Now if you get frightened,
I'm right across there.

You call me.

That's a big help.

Thank you, good night.

Good night.

Good evening.

Did you sell any insurance?

Now listen, Carol.

Dunlap to you.

No matter what you're
thinking, I'm innocent.

I was just taking
her back to her room

then I was going to my room.

Oh, you've had a busy night.

You mean when I got
into Margaret's room?

That wasn't my fault either.

Why you Casanova.

Oh you've got me all wrong.

I got into her room
through her mother's room.

I was lost.

Well if you don't
believe me, perhaps

you'll believe Mrs. Rutherford.

Mrs. Rutherford!

You don't have to explain.

I only know what I've seen.

She doesn't answer.

Mrs. Rutherford?

I just left.

We'd better go in.

I'll show you.

Is she awake?

Is she...

[SCREAMING]

What's all the racket?

Pounding on walls, scream...

Oh.

How did this happen?

I don't know.

I was her a few minutes ago.

Mona.

Mona!

I'll kill you for this.

Take it easy.

I'll kill him.

My wife.

Wait a minute.

I don't know what
this is all about.

You don't think I had
anything to do with it?

That's absurd.

I just took her back to her
room and I didn't even go in.

Ask Carol, she saw me come out.

I mean, uh...

I thought you said
you didn't go inside.

I didn't.

I just... I just looked
around to make sure

that there was nobody there.

Then you were inside.

Oh that doesn't prove anything.

Suppose he was inside.

Then he was the last
person to see her alive.

He just admitted it.

I didn't!

Anybody could have
gotten in here.

How?

Through the panel.

There's a spring here.

You just touch it and
this... this panel opens.

There's a secret
passage in back of it.

It's there someplace.

Save that for the police.

Only the next time you
better make it better.

Police?

I came here to sell insurance!

Brother, you better have some.

Oh, Jim.

What right have we got to judge?

Look Carol, a murder's
been committed.

Two murders.

By his own admission
he was the last person

to see both murdered
people alive.

Then he pulls this phony
story about a secret panel,

only there's no panel.

And Uncle Cyrus'
body is still missing.

I'll bet he stole it.

I didn't have
anything to do with it.

I came here to sell insurance.

Why should I go
around killing people?

Well that's something else
for the police to find out.

Let's lock him up
before he has the chance

to kill somebody else.

Come on, you.

You can't do this to me.

I tell you I'm innocent.

Come on, Merkil.

Yes, sir.

ALBERT L. TUTTLE: What
are you going to do me?

We're locking you in here.

Jim, here's the keys.

I wish you'd listen to me.

The real murderer's
still at large.

Sure, we'll listen to you
when the police get here.

Are you sure this only way out?

The only other way
is straight down.

Good.

Should I take him out sir
and push him off the ledge?

We could say it was an accident.
No, Merkil.

We'll let the law take
it's course if he's quiet.

Of course, if he tries
to escape... Well,

that's a different matter.

How's Henry?

Pretty broken up.

I'll see what I can do for him.

Perhaps you would
like some coffee, sir.

[GROANS]

Jim, about Albert.

Sorry, Carol.

I'm afraid he's
just a wrong guy.

CAROL DUNLAP: Albert.

Carol.

They don't know I'm here.

I stole the key.

You better leave before
the police suspect you too.

You believe me, don't you?

Of course I do.

And so will the police.

I'm not so sure.

It's just my word
against the evidence.

Even the stars are against me.

The Professor said so.

Don't get feeling like that.

Everything will turn
out all right some how.

Stars or no stars.

Look.

They're clearing up all ready.

Maybe that's a good sign.

I wonder which one is mine.

You know, the precarious one.

Don't tell me you're
falling for that hooey.

You can't tell.

There maybe something
to it after all.

Aw.

How can those little
pinpoints influence your life?

You can't even tell them apart.

Not even through this
thing, I'll bet ya.

Probably has plain old
fashion window glass in it.

Oh!

What's a matter?
Something in your eye.

Look at it.

Look at it.

That's nothing.

It's him!

It's he!

(yelling) Oh no!

Wait for me!

Jim.

Jim!

Jim!

Henry!

Quickly!

Jim!

Yes, Carol, what is it?

Upstairs in the tower.

It was awful.

It was Uncle Cyrus' body!

Up in the tower?

Henry.

Henry!

He's in the tower.

Where is he?

He's in there,
he looks horrible.

What?

Wait a minute.

It is Uncle Cyrus.

Well you were up
here all alone.

What did you do...

Is something wrong?

My telescope?

Let me see.

Remarkable.

Very remarkable.

I've never seen the
moon's face so clear.

The star... Get him out!

Get him out!

He'll ruin my lens!

What kind of a joke is that?

This is not a toy!

Get him out!

Henry!

Henry?

Oh!

Henry.

Are you all right?

[MUFFLED RESPONSE]

Albert was right.

Someone must have used this
passageway to kill Mona.

Henry!

But who?

Somebody else who got too nosy.

I don't understand.

Oh you don't mean it.

Oh surely you don't mean it.

You killed Mona and Mr. Gellman!

You could have
been alive but you

followed me and
found out too much.

But... But, Henry.

Uncle Cyrus liked you.

He lied, the old hypocrite.

I know.

I read his will.

He didn't think
I'd get anything.

But now I'll get it all.

All of it because I'll kill
everybody who comes in my...

[SCREAMING]

What was that?

Sounded like Carol.

Where did it come from?

Down there.

[SCREAMING]

Come on!

We've got to find her.

This way, men!

Oh, excuse me.

Hurry up, men.

I got him!

It's the killer!

Hurry up, men!

Hurry up, men.

Don't be afraid!

Who are you?

He pulled a knife on me.

I'm a detective.

A detective?

Yeah.

Someone cocked me on the door.

Well then who bopped me?

The murderer!

He's still lose.

Down there.

Hurry, he's got the girl!

Come on, fellas.

Hey, what about me?

This way, fellas!

Come on!

You're going to
have an accident.

You're gonna fall off the tower.

Haha.

ALBERT L. TUTTLE: Come on, men.

We've got him cornered!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Hey, hey!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Stop!

Mr. Rutherford.

It's Henry.

It's him!

I've had enough of
your interference!

He's going to shoot!

Look out!

You killed Mr.
Gellman and Mona.

That's right!

After Cyrus underrated me!

[GUN SHOT]

[SCREAMING]

You all right?

Well, well.

Quite a satisfactory will.

Go on, Jim.

That's all there was to it.

Henry had read the will,
knew he wasn't going

to get much money, so
he tried to reverse it.

Gellman caught him reading
it, so Henry killed him.

Well.

Now that the old boys' resting
peacefully in his vault,

we're all set for life.

Let's have a drink on it.

Would anyone like
a cup of coffee?

ALL: No.
- No coffee for me.

Not for me, thanks.

I'm going to have
something stronger.

Well, Carol I... Well Carol,
I guess my work is over here.

I guess it's goodbye.

I hope not, Albert.

Maybe sometime, some place.

Go on in, pal.

She's waiting for you.

Wait.

You go in there,
you'll never get out.

You'll be hooked for life.

Love her.

Cheers.

Such fine coffee.

Isn't it?

CAROL DUNLAP: Oh, Albert!