All language subtitles for El Halcon Maltes 3K.2160.eng

[dramatic music playing]

[knocking on door]

Yes, sweetheart?

There's a girl wants to see you .
Her name's Wonderly.

-Customer?
-I guess so.

You'II want to see her, anyway.
She's a knockout.

Shoo her in, Effie, darling . Shoo her in .

[Effie]
Will you come in, Miss Wonderly?

Thank you .

-Won't you sit down, Miss Wonderly?
-Thank you .

I inquired at the hotel for the name
of a priVate detective.

They mentioned yours.

Suppose you tell me about it
from the very beginning .

-I'm from New York.
-U h-huh.

I'm trying to find my sister.

I have reason to believe that she's here

with a man by the name of Thursby.
FIoyd Thursby.

I don't know where she met him.

We've never been as close
as sisters ought to be.

If we had , perhaps Corinne would have
told me she was running away with him.

Mother and Father are in Honolulu .
I've got to find her before they get back.

-They're coming home the first.
-You've had word of your sister?

A Ietter from her about two weeks ago.

It said nothing
except that she was all right.

I sent her a telegram,
begging her to come home.

I sent it to General Delivery.
That was the address she gave.

I waited a week and no answer came,
so I decided to come out here myself.

I wrote her that I was coming .

I shouldn't have done that, should I?

It's not always easy to know what to do.
You haven't found her?

No. I told her in my Ietter that I'd be at
the St. Mark and for her to meet me there.

I waited three whole days. She didn't come,
didn't even send a message.

It was horrible, waiting.

I sent her another letter.

Yesterday affernoon,
I went to the post office.

Corinne didn't call for her mail ,
but FIoyd Thursby did .

He wouldn't tell me where Corinne was.

He said she didn't want to see me.

I can't believe that.

He promised to bring her to the hotel ,
if she'd come.

He said he knew she wouldn't. He promised
to come himself if she didn't. He--

Oh, excuse me.

Oh, it's all right, Miles. Come in .

Miss Wonderly, my partner, Miles Archer.

Miss Wonderly's sister ran away

with a fellow named FIoyd Thursby.
They're here in San Francisco.

Miss Wonderly has seen Thursby,
has a date to meet him.

Maybe he'Il bring the sister with him .
Chances are he won't.

Miss Wonderly wants us to find the sister,
get her away from him and back home.

-Right?
-Yes.

Now, it's simply a matter of having a man
at the hotel this evening

to shadow him when he leads us
to your sister.

If, affer we've found her,
she still doesn't want to Ieave him...

-Well , we have ways of managing that.
-Yeah .

But you must be careful .

I'm deathly afraid of him,
of what he might do.

She's so young .
H is bringing her here is a serious--

Mightn't he do something to her?

Leave that to us.
We'll know how to handle him.

But I want you to know
he's a dangerous man .

I honestly don't think
he'd stop at anything .

I don't think he'd hesitate to kill Corinne
if he thought it would save him.

Could he cover up by marrying her?

He has a wife and three children
in England .

They usually do, though not always
in England . What's he Iook Iike?

He has dark hair
and thick, bushy eyebrows.

He talks in a Ioud , blustery manner.

He gives the impression of being violent.

He was wearing a Iight gray suit and
a gray hat when I saw him this morning .

-What does he do for a Iiving?
-I haven't the faintest idea.

-What time's he coming to see you?
-After 8:00.

AII right, Miss Wonderly.
We'll haVe a man there.

I'Il look after it myself.

Oh, thank you .

Oh, yes.

Will that be enough?

-Thank you .
-Not at all.

It'II help some if you meet Thursby
in the Iobby.

-I will .
-You don't have to Iook for me.

-I'Il see you all right.
-Thank you .

-Thank you so much .
-Goodbye.

They're right enough .

They have brothers in her bag .

-What do you think of her?
-Oh, she's sweet.

[chuckles] Maybe you saw her first, Sam,
but I spoke first.

You've got brains. Yes, you haVe.

[dramatic instrumental music playing]

[phone ringing]

[Spade] Hello?

[man speaking indistinctly over phone]

Yeah . Speaking.

Miles Archer dead?

Where?

Bush and Stockton?

Yeah .

I n 1 5 minutes.

Thanks.

Hello, Effie?

It's me.

Now, Iisten , precious.

Miles has been shot.

[Effie speaking indistinctly]

Yeah . Dead .

Now, don't get excited .

Yeah . Uh-huh .

Now, you'II have to break the news to Iva.
I'd fry first.

And keep her away from me.

That's a good girl .

Now get right over there.

You're an angel .

Bye.

[dramatic music playing]

-What do you want here?
-I'm Sam Spade. Tom Polhaus phoned .

Oh, I didn't know you at first.
They're back there.

[Polhaus] Hello, Sam. I figured you'd want
to see it before we took him away.

-Well , thanks, Tom. What happened?
-Got him right through the pump with this.

It's a Webley.

English, ain't it?

Yeah . A Webley-Fosbery .45 automatic,
8-shot. They don't make them anymore.

-How many gone out of it?
-Just one.

Let's see. Uh , shot up here, huh?

Standing Iike you are,
with his back to the fence.

The man who shot him stood here.
He went over, taking the top of the fence.

Went on down the hill
and got caught on that rock.

That's it. The blast burnt his coat.

-Who found him?
-Man on the beat.

-Anybody hear the shot?
-Somebody must've. We just got here.

You want to go down
and have a Iook at him?

No, you've seen everything I could .

H is gun was tucked away.
Hadn't been fired .

H is overcoat was buttoned .

I found a $ 1 00 bill in his Vest pocket
and 30-some bucks in his pants.

Was he working, Sam?

Well?

-Yeah , he was tailing a guy named Thursby.
-What for?

What for?

He wanted to find out where he Iived .
Don't crowd me, Tom.

I'm going on down and break the news
to Miles' wife.

It's tough, him getting it Iike that,
ain't it?

Miles had his faults, Iike any of us,

but I guess he must'Ve had
some good points too, huh?

I guess so.

Miss Wonderly, please.

Huh? Checked out? What time?

Oh .

Any forwarding address?

Thanks.

[doorbell buzzing]

[Spade] Oh, hello, Tom.
Hello, Iieutenant. Come in .

Sit down .

Sit down .

Drink?

Did you , uh , break the news
to Miles' wife, Sam?

-U h-huh.
-How'd she take it?

-I don't know anything about women .
-[scoffs] Since when?

-What kind of a gun do you carry?
-None. I don't Iike them.

-Course, there are some at the office.
-You don't have one here?

-You sure about that?
-Look around .

Turn the dump upside down . I won't
squawk, if you got a search warrant.

-We don't wanna--
-What are you birds sucking around for?

Tell me or get out.

You can't treat us Iike that.
It ain't right. We got our work to do.

Why were you tailing Thursby?

Miles was, and for the simple reason
we had a client--

-[Dundy] Who's the client?
-Sorry, I can't tell you that.

Be reasonable, Sam .
Give us a break, will you?

How we gonna turn up anything
if you don't tell us what you got?

Tom says you were in too much of a hurry
to stop and Iook at your dead partner.

And you didn't go to Archer's house
to tell his wife.

We called your office and the girl there
said you told her to do it.

I'Il give you 1 0 minutes to get to a phone
and do your talking to the girl .

I'Il give you 1 0 minutes to get
to Thursby's. Geary and Leavenworth .

You could do it easily.

What's your boytriend getting at, Tom?

Just this, Thursby was shot down
in front of his hoteI

about a half an hour
affer you Ieft Bush Street.

-Keep your paws off me.
-What time did you get home?

Just a few minutes ahead of you .
I was walking around , thinking.

We know you weren't here.
Where did you walk to?

-U p Bush Street.
-You see anybody--?

No. No witnesses.

Well , I know where I stand now.

Sorry I got up on my hind Iegs, but you
fellas trying to rope me made me nervous.

Miles getting bumped off upset me,
and then you birds cracking foxy.

It's all right,
now I know what it's all about.

Forget it, Sam .

-Thursby die?
-Yeah .

How'd I kill him? I forget.

He was shot in the back four times
with a .44 or .45 from across the street.

Nobody saw it, but that's how it figures.

-Hotel people know anything?
-Nothing, except that he Iived there a week.

-AIone?
-Yeah , alone.

Did you find out who he was?
What his game was? Well , did you?

-We thought you could tell us that.
-I've never seen Thursby, dead or alive.

Well , you know me, Spade.
If you did it, or if you didn't,

you'II get a square deal
and most of the breaks.

Don't know as I'd blame you much .
The man that killed your partner.

But that won't stop me from nailing you .

Fair enough .

But I'd feel better about it
if you'd have a drink with me.

Success to crime.

[Effie] She's in there.

I told you to keep her away from me.

Yes, but you didn't tell me how.

Oh, don't be cranky with me, Sam .
I've had her all night.

-Sorry, angel . I didn't mean--
-[door opens]

Hello, Iva.

Oh, Sam.

Darling .

Effie take care of everything?

I think so.

Sam, did you kill him?

Who put that bright idea in your head?

Well , I thought you said
if it wasn't for Miles, you'd ...

Be kind to me, Sam.

Ha!

"You killed my husband , Sam .
Be kind to me."

[Iva sobbing]

Don't, Iva. Don't.

You shouldn't have come here today,
darling . You ought to be home.

You'II come soon?

Soon as I can .

Goodbye, Iva.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Effie] Well?

How did you and the widow make out?

-She thinks I shot Miles.
-So you could marry her?

The cops think I killed Thursby, the guy
Miles was tailing for that Wonderly dame.

Who do you think I shot?

Are you going to marry Iva?

Don't be silly.
I wish I'd never Iaid eyes on her.

Do you suppose
she could have killed him?

You're an angel .
A nice, rattlebrained Iittle angel .

-Oh, am I?
-Thanks, honey.

Suppose I told you Iva
hadn't been home many minutes

when I arrived to break the news
at 3:00 this morning?

Are you telling me?

She kept me waiting
while she undressed .

Her clothes were on a chair where she'd
dumped them , hat and coat underneath.

Her slip, on top, was still warm.

She'd wrinkled the bed ,
but the wrinkles weren't mashed down .

You're a detective, darling ,
but she didn't kill him.

Do the police really think
you shot this what's-his-name?

Do they? Look at me, Sam.

You worry me.

You think you know what you're doing,
but you're too slick for your own good .

[phone rings]

Someday you're going to find it out.
Spade and Archer.

Oh, yes, Miss Wonderly.

Hello?

Yeah , this is Sam Spade.

Where?

Coronet Apartments, California Avenue,
apartment 1 001 .

What's the name? Miss LeBIanc.

Okay, I'II be right over.

Oh, have Miles' desk
moved out of the office.

And have "Spade and Archer" taken off
all the doors and windows,

and have "Samuel Spade" put on.

Oh, come in , Mr. Spade.

Everything's upside down.
I haven't finished unpacking . Sit down.

Mr. Spade, I--

I have a terrible,
terrible confession to make.

That story I told you yesterday

was just a story.

Oh, that. Well , we didn't exactly
believe your story, Miss...

What is your name, Wonderly or LeBIanc?

It's really O'Shaughnessy.
Brigid O'Shaughnessy.

We didn't believe your story,
Miss O'Shaughnessy.

We believed your $200.

You mean that--

You paid us more
than if you'd been telling the truth

and enough more to make it all right.

Tell me, Mr. Spade,
am I to blame for Iast night?

You warned us
that Thursby was dangerous.

Of course, you Iied to us about your sister,
but we didn't believe you .

No, I wouldn't say that you were at fault.

Thank you .

Mr. Archer was so alive yesterday,

-so solid and hearty, and--
-Stop it.

He knew what he was doing .
Those are the chances we take.

Was he married?

Yeah , with 1 0,000 insurance, no children
and a wife that didn't Iike him .

-PIease don't.
-That's the way it was.

Anyway, there's no time for worrying
about that now.

Out there's a flock of policemen
and assistant district attorneys

running around with their noses
to the ground .

Mr. Spade, do they know about me?

Not yet. I've been stalling them
until I could see you .

Do they have to know? Can't you shield me
so I won't have to answer their questions?

Maybe, but I gotta know
what it's all about.

I can't tell you .

I can't tell you now.

I will Iater, when I can.

You've got to trust me, Mr. Spade.

Oh, I'm so alone and afraid .

I've got nobody to help me
if you won't help me.

Be generous, Mr. Spade.

You're brave. You're strong .

You can spare me
some of that courage and strength, surely.

Help me, Mr. Spade.
I need help so badly.

I have no right to ask you .
I know I haven't, but I do ask you .

Help me.

You won't need much of anybody's help.
You're good .

It's chiefly your eyes, I think,
and that throb you get in your voice

when you say things Iike,
"Be generous, Mr. Spade."

I deserve that.

But the Iie was in the way I said it,
not at all in what I said .

It's my own fault
if you can't believe me now.

Ah .

Now you are dangerous.

But I'm not going to be able
to be of much help to you

unless I've got some idea
what it's all about.

For instance, I've gotta have some sort
of a Iine on your FIoyd Thursby.

I met him in the Orient.

We came here from Hong Kong Iast week.
He promised to help me.

He took advantage of my dependence
to betray me.

Betray you? How?
Why did you want him shadowed?

I wanted to find out how far he'd gone,
whom he was meeting , things Iike that.

-Did he kill Archer?
-Certainly.

He had a Luger in his shoulder holster.
Archer wasn't shot with a Luger.

Mr. Spade, you don't think I had anything
to do with the death of Mr. Archer?

-Did you?
-No.

That's good .

FIoyd always carried an extra revolVer
in his overcoat pocket.

Why all the guns?

He Iived by them .

The story is that
he first came to the Orient

as bodyguard to a gambler
who'd had to Ieave the States.

The gambler had disappeared . FIoyd knew
about the disappearance. I don't know.

I do know he always went heavily armed ,
and that he never went to sleep

without covering the floor around his bed
with crumpled newspapers

so that nobody could come
silently into his room.

You picked a nice sort of a playmate.

Only that sort could have helped me,
if he'd been Ioyal .

-How bad a spot are you actually in?
-Bad as could be.

Physical danger?

I'm not heroic. I don't think
there's anything worse than death .

-Then it's that?
-It's that, as surely as we're sitting here.

U nless you help me.

Who killed Thursby, your enemies or his?

I don't know.

H is, I suppose.

I'm afraid . I don't know.

Ah , this is hopeless.
I don't know what you want done.

-I don't even know if you know.
-You won't go to the police?

Go to them? AIl I gotta do is stand still,
they'II be all over me.

I'Il tell them all I know,
and you'Il take your chances.

You've been patient with me.
You've tried to help me.

It's useless and hopeless, I suppose.

I do thank you for what you'Ve done.
I'Il have to take my chances.

-How much money have you got?
-I've got about $500 Ieff.

Give it to me.

-There's only $400 here.
-I had to keep some to Iive on.

-Well , can't you get some more?
-No.

Got anything
you can raise some money on?

-I've got some furs and a Iittle jewelry.
-You'II have to hock them .

There you are. I'll be back as soon as I can
with the best news I can manage.

I'Il ring four times.
Long , short, Iong , short.

And no, you needn't bother
to come to the door. I'II Iet myself in .

Anything stirring?

Did you send the flowers?

You're invaluable, darling . Say,
get my Iawyer on the phone, will you?

[intercom buzzes]

Hello, Sid?

I think I'm going to have to tell a coroner
to go to blazes, Sid .

Can I hide behind the sanctity
of my client's identity

secrets and what-nots
all the same, priest or Iawyer?

Yeah , but Dundy's getting rambunctious
and maybe it is a bit thick this time.

Yeah . What'Il it cost
to be on the safe side?

Well , maybe it's worth it.
Okay, go ahead .

Gardenia.

Quick, darling, in with him.

Will you come in, Mr. Cairo?

Will you sit down, Mr. Cairo?

Thank you , sir.

Now, what can I do for you , Mr. Cairo?

May a stranger offer condolences
for your partner's unfortunate death?

Thanks.

Is there, Mr. Spade,
as the newspapers imply,

a certain relationship
between that unfortunate happening

and the death a Iittle Iater
of the man Thursby?

I beg your pardon. No.

More than idle curiosity prompted
my question .

See, Mr. Spade, I'm trying to recoVer

an ornament that, shall we say,
has been mislaid .

-U h-huh.
-I thought and hoped you could assist me.

The ornament is a statuette.

A black figure of a bird .

I am prepared to pay,
on behalf of the figure's rightful owner

the sum of $5,000 for its recovery.

I am prepared to promise that, uh--
What is the phrase?

No questions will be asked .

$5,000 is a lot of money.

[intercom buzzes]

Yes, Effie?

No, that'II be all . Just be sure to Iock
the door behind you on your way out.

Good night.

Five thousand dollars is--

CIasp your hands together
at the back of your neck.

I intend to search your offices,
Mr. Spade.

I warn you, if you attempt to prevent me,
I shall certainly shoot you .

Go ahead and search .

Will you please come
to the center of the room?

[suspenseful music playing]

Well , I have to make certain
that you are not armed .

[suspenseful music swells]

Look what you did to my shirt.

Sorry.

But imagine my embarrassment
when I found out that $5,000 offer

-was just hooey.
-Mr. Spade, my offer is genuine.

I am prepared to pay $5,000
for the figure's return .

-Do you have it?
-No.

But if it isn't here,

why did you risk injury
to preVent my searching for it?

Why should I sit around here
and Iet people come in and stick me up?

But certainly it is only natural
that I try to save the owner

such a considerable expense,
if possible.

Who is he?

Mr. Spade, you'II forgive
my not answering that question .

I think we'd be better off all around
if we'd put our cards on the table.

No, I do not think it would be better.

You see, Mr. Spade,
if you know more than I do,

then I shall profit by your knowledge.
So will you , to the extent of $5,000.

Well , there's nothing Iike $5,000 here.

Oh, you want some assurance
of my sincerity?

-A retainer? Would that do?
-It might.

You will take, say, $ 1 00?

No. I will take, say, $200.

Let's see, your first guess was
that I had the bird . There's nothing to that.

What's your second guess?

That you know where it is, or at Ieast
you know it is where you can get it.

You're not hiring me to do any murders
or burglaries,

but simply to get it back if possible,
in an honest, Iawful way?

If possible.
But in any case, with discretion .

When you wish to contact me, sir,
I'm staying at the Hotel Belvedere.

Room 635.

I sincerely expect
the greatest mutual benefit

from our association , Mr. Spade.

Oh, may I please have my gun , now?

Oh, sure. I'd forgotten all about it.

Will you please clasp your hands together
at the back of your neck?

I intend to search your offices.

Well , I'Il be. [chuckling]

Why, sure.

Go ahead . I won't stop you .

[dramatic music playing]

-Turn to the right and go up the hill, driver.
-Okay.

Mr. Spade.

Do you bring any news?

Did you manage it so that
the police won't have to know about me?

Well , they won't for a while, anyway.

You are wonderful .
You won't get into any trouble, will you?

[Spade] I don't mind a reasonable amount
of trouble.

Do sit down .

You , uh ...

You aren't exactly the sort of a person
you pretend to be, are you?

Why, I'm not sure I know exactly
what you mean .

The schoolgirl manner. You know,
blushing , stammering and all that.

I haven't Iived a good Iife. I've been bad .

Worse than you could know.

That's good, because if you actually
were as innocent as you pretend to be,

we'd never get anywhere.

I won't be innocent.

Good .

Oh, by the way, I saw Joel Cairo tonight.

-Do you know him?
-Only slightly.

[Spade chuckles]

You're good . You're very good .

-What did he say?
-About what?

-About me.
-Nothing.

-What did you talk about then?
-He offered me $5,000 for the black bird .

U m , you're not gonna go around straightening
things and poking the fire again , are you?

No, I'm not.

-What did you say?
-I said $5,000 was a Iot of money.

It is.

It's more than I can ever offer you
if I have to bid for your Ioyalty.

That's good coming from you .

What haVe you eVer given me
beside money?

You ever given me any of your confidence,
any of the truth?

Haven't you tried to buy my Ioyalty
with money and nothing else?

What else is there I can buy you with?

I don't care what your secrets are,

but I can't go ahead without
more confidence in you than I've got now.

You've got to convince me
that you aren't fiddling around

hoping it'll all come out right
in the end .

-Can't you trust me a Iittle Ionger?
-What are you waiting for?

I've got to talk to Joel Cairo.

You can see him tonight.
He's at the theater. It'Il be out soon .

-I'Il leaVe a message at his hotel .
-He can't come here.

I can't Iet him know where I am.
I'm afraid .

My place, then .

Hello?

-I want to Ieave a message for Joel Cairo.
-AII right.

I never would'Ve placed myself in this
position if I didn't trust you completely.

That again?

Do you know that's true, though?

You don't have to trust me, so Iong
as you can persuade me to trust you .

But don't worry about that now.

He'Il be along any minute.

You get your business with Cairo over with ,
then we'II see how we stand .

And you'II Iet me go about it with him
in my own way?

[Spade] Oh, sure.

You are a godsend .

Well , now don't overdo it.

[doorbell buzzes]

Mr. Spade, there is a boy outside.
He seems to be watching the house.

Yeah , I know. I spotted him .

What? What's that? What boy?

I don't know. A kid .
He's been trailing me all evening.

-Did he follow you to my apartment?
-I shook him Iong before that.

Come in , Mr. Cairo.

-I'm delighted to see you again, madam.
-I was sure you would be, Joel .

Mr. Spade told me about your offer
for the falcon .

-How soon can you have the money?
-The money is ready.

-[Brigid] In cash?
-Oh, yes.

You're ready to pay $5,000
if we turn over the falcon to you?

Excuse me, please.
I must have expressed myself badly.

I did not mean to say
that I have the money in my pocket,

but I am ready to get it for you
on a minute's notice

anytime during banking hours.

That's probably true.
He only had a couple of hundred

when I searched him this affernoon
at my office.

I shall be able to have the money for you
at, say, half past 1 0 in the morning .

But I haven't got the falcon .

I'Il have it in another week
at the most, though .

Then where is it?

-Where FIoyd hid it.
-[Cairo] FIoyd hid ...

And you know where he hid it?
Then why do we have to wait a week?

Oh, perhaps not a whole week.

And why, if I may ask another question ,
are you willing to sell it to me?

Because I'm afraid .
After what happened to FIoyd ,

I'm afraid to touch it,
except to turn it over to somebody.

What exactly did happen to FIoyd?

The fat man .

The fat man .

Is he here?

[Brigid] I don't know. I suppose so.

What difference does it make?

It might make a world of difference.

Or you or me.

Precisely. But, shall we add,
more certainly the boy outside?

Yes. But you might be able
to get around him, Joel,

as you did the one in Istanbul .

What was his name?

You mean the one you couldn't get
to come to--

This is the second time
that you have Iaid hands on me.

When you're slapped ,
you'II take it and Iike it.

[knocking on door]

Who's that?

I don't know. Keep quiet.

[doorbell buzzes]

[Spade] Hello.

You guys pick swell hours
to do your visiting in .

-What is it?
-We want to talk to you , Spade.

-Go ahead and talk.
-We don't haVe to do it in the hall , do we?

-You can't come in .
-Oh, come off it now, Sam .

You aren't trying to strong-arm me,
are you , Tom?

Why don't you be reasonable?

It would pay you to play along with us.
You got away with this and that,

but you can't keep it up.

-Stop me when you can.
-That's what I intend to do.

There's talk going around
about you and Archer's wife.

-Is there anything to it?
-Not a thing .

The talk is she tried to get a divorce so she
could put in with you . He wouldn't giVe it.

-Anything to that?
-No.

There's talk that that's why
he was put on the spot.

Don't be a hog, Dundy.

Your idea that I killed Thursby
because he killed Miles

falls to pieces if you blame me
for killing Miles.

You haven't heard me say
you killed anybody.

You're the one bringing that up.

Haven't you anything better to do

than to keep popping in here every
morning, asking fool questions?

-[Dundy] And getting a Iot of Iying answers.
-Take it easy.

If you say there's nothing between
you and Archer's wife, you're a Iiar.

Is that the hot tip that brought you
up here at this ungodly hour?

-That's one of them.
-And the other?

Let us in .

AII right, Spade, we'II go.

Maybe you're right in bucking us.
Think it oVer.

[Cairo speaking indistinctly]

[thudding]

[Cairo] Help!

-I guess we're going in.
-I guess you are.

[Dundy] What's going on in here?

[Cairo]
Look. Look, officer. Look what she did .

-Did you do that?
-[Brigid] I had to.

I was alone with him.
He tried to attack me.

I couldn't bring myself to shoot him.

You dirty, filthy Iiar, you . It isn't true.

I came up here in good faith ,
and then both of them attacked me.

And then when he went out to talk to you,
he leff her here with a pistol .

She said as soon as you Ieave,
they are going to kill me,

so I called for help
because I didn't want you to Ieave.

And then she struck me with a pistol .

Why don't you make him tell the truth?

-[Cairo] Look. Look what she--
-Behave yourself, sister.

That's no way to act.

I don't guess we'II be wrong
running the Iot of them in .

Don't be in a hurry.
Everything can be explained .

I'Il bet.

Miss O'Shaughnessy, may I present
Lieutenant Dundy and Detective Polhaus?

Miss O'Shaughnessy is an operative
in my employ since yesterday.

That's a lie too.

That is Mr. Joel Cairo.

Cairo was an acquaintance of Thursby's.
He came into my office Iate this affernoon ,

hired me to find something that
Thursby was supposed to have on him .

It Iooked funny to me the way he put it,
so I wouldn't touch it.

Then he pulled a gun on me.
Well , that's neither here nor there,

unless we start preferring charges
against each other.

Miss O'Shaughnessy and I
discussed the matter

and decided to find out
how much he knew

about Miles' and Thursby's killings,
so we asked him to come up here.

Now, maybe we did put the questions
to him a Iittle roughly.

You know how that is, Iieutenant.

But we didn't hurt him enough
to make him cry for help.

-What haVe you got to say to that?
-I don't know what to say.

Try telling the facts.

-What? Facts?
-Oh, quit stalling.

AII you haVe to do is swear out
a complaint and I'II throw them in the can .

Go ahead , Cairo. Tell him you'II do it.

Then we'II swear out a complaint
against you, and he'II have the Iot of us.

Get your hats.

Well , boys and girls,
we put it over nicely.

-Go on , get your hats.
-Don't you know when you're being kidded?

No, but that can wait
till we get down to the hall .

Wake up, Dundy, you're being kidded .

When I heard the buzzer, I said
to Miss O'Shaughnessy and Cairo:

"There's the police.
They're getting to be a nuisance.

When you hear them going, scream .

We'll see how far we can string them
until they tumble."

Stop it, Sam .

That cut on his head .
How did that get there?

-Ask him. Maybe he cut himself shaVing .
-The cut? No.

When we pretended to be struggling
for the gun , I fell over the carpet. I fell .

Horsefeathers.

Take him along , anyway,
for packing a gun .

Don't be a sap. That gun was a plant.
It was one of mine.

Too bad it was only a .25.

You could prove that was the gun
Miles and Thursby were shot with.

-No, Sam. No.
-Well , then get him out of here.

-Get their names and addresses.
-My name is Joel Cairo, Hotel Belvedere.

Miss O'Shaughnessy's address
is my office.

-Where do you live?
-Get him out of here.

Take it easy, will you?
Is that all you want?

-Yeah .
-I think I'II be going now.

What's the hurry, Cairo?

There is no hurry.
It's getting quite late, and ...

Tell him to Ieave the gun .

I hope you know
what you're doing, Sam.

[Spade Iaughing]

You're absolutely the wildest, most
unpredictable person I've ever known.

Do you always carry on so high-handed?

Well , you've had your talk with Cairo.

Now you can talk to me.

Oh, yes, of course.

I'm Iistening .

I'm still Iistening .

-Oh, look at the time. I must be going .
-Oh, no. Not till you've told me all about it.

Am I a prisoner?

Maybe the boy outside
hasn't gone home yet.

Do you suppose he's still there?

Likely.

You can start now.

You are the most insistent person .

And wild and unpredictable, huh?

Say, what's this bird, this falcon
that everybody's all steamed up about?

Supposing I wouldn't tell you
anything about it at all?

What would you do?
Something wild and unpredictable?

I might.

It's a black figure, as you know,
smooth and shiny,

of a bird, a hawk or falcon ,
about that high .

Oh, here.

-What--? What makes it so important?
-I don't know. They wouldn't tell me.

They offered me £500 if I'd help them
get it away from the man who had it.

That was in Istanbul?

Marmara.

Go ahead .

But that's all .

They promised me £500 if I'd help them,
and I did .

Then we found out that Joel Cairo
intended to desert us,

taking the falcon with him
and Ieaving Floyd and me nothing .

So we did exactly that to him .

Then I wasn't any better off
than before.

FIoyd hadn't any intention
of keeping his promise

about sharing.
I Iearned that by the time we got here.

What's the bird made of?

Porcelain or black stone. I don't know.
I only saw it for a few minutes.

FIoyd showed it to me
when we first got hold of it.

You are a Iiar.

I am.

I've always been a Iiar.

[chuckles] Don't brag about it.

Was there any truth at all in that yarn?

Some.

Not very much .

Well , we got all night.

Coffee'II be ready soon .
We'll haVe a cup and try again .

Oh, I'm so tired .

So tired of Iying and making up Iies.

Not knowing what is a Iie
and what's the truth . I wish ...

I want to talk to Mr. Cairo, Joel Cairo.

Oh . Thanks.

Where is he?

-What?
-Where is he?

-Who?
-Cairo.

What do you think you're doing , Jack,
kidding me?

I'Il tell you when I am.

New York, aren't you?

Shove off.

You're gonna have to talk to me
before you're through .

Some of you will,
and you can tell the fat man I said so.

Keep asking for it
and you're gonna get it. PIenty.

I told you to shove off.

Shove off.

People Iose teeth talking Iike that.

You wanna hang around ,
you'II be polite.

Luke.

-Hello, Sam.
-Hello, Luke.

Say, that was too bad about Miles.

Yeah . It was a tough break.

I want to show you something .

What do you Iet these cheap gunmen
hang around for

with their heaters
bulging in their clothes?

What do you want here?

Well , if you don't want anything, beat it
and don't come back.

I won't forget you guys.

-What is it?
-I don't know. I just spotted him.

-Say, what about Miles?
-I'Il see you , Luke.

-Six-oh-three.
-Yes, sir.

Good morning .

-Good morning .
-There you are.

-Let's go someplace where we can talk.
-No, no.

Our conVersations have not been
such that I'm anxious to continue them.

Forgive my speaking so bluntly,
but it is the truth .

You mean Iast night?
I had to throw in with her.

I don't know where the bird is. She does.
How we gonna get it if I don't play along?

You always have a Very smooth
explanation ready, huh?

What do you want me to do?
Learn to stutter?

Dundy take you to the station?
How Iong they work on you?

Till a Iittle while ago.

-What'd they shake out of you?
-Shake out? Not one thing .

I adhered to the course you indicated
earlier in your rooms,

but I certainly wish you would have
invented a more reasonable story.

I felt distinctly Iike an idiot repeating it.

Don't worry about the story's goofiness.

A sensible one would have
had us all in the cooler.

-You sure you didn't tell them anything?
-I did not.

Now, you'II want sleep if you've been
standing up under a police grilling all night.

See you Iater.

No, not yet.

Yes, I'II have him call you
the minute he comes in.

That's the third time she's called
this morning .

-Miss O'Shaughnessy's in there.
-Anything else?

The district attorney's office called .
Bryan would Iike to see you .

U h-huh.

And a Mr. Gutman called .
When I told him you weren't in ,

he said , "Tell him the young man

gave me his message,
and that I phoned and will phone again?"

Gutman , huh?

Thanks, darling .

Darling . Somebody's been in my apartment.

It's all upside down , every which way.

I changed as fast as I could
and came right over here.

-You must have Iet that boy follow you .
-No, angel .

I shook him off
Iong before I ever went to your place.

It might have been Cairo.
He wasn't at the hotel Iast night.

He told me he'd been standing up
under a police grilling . I wonder.

-You saw Joel this morning?
-Yeah .

Why?

Because I've gotta keep
in some sort of touch

with all the Ioose ends of this dizzy affair
if I'm ever gonna make heads or tails of it.

Now we've got to find
a new home for you .

I won't go back there.

I got an idea. Wait a minute.

What does your woman's intuition
tell you about her?

She's all right. Maybe it's her own fault
for being in trouble, but she's all right.

Are you strong enough for her
to put her up for a few days?

-You mean at home?
-Yeah .

-Is she in any danger, Sam?
-I think she is.

Gee, that'd scare Mom
into a green hemorrhage.

I'd have to say she's a surprise witness
you're keeping undercover.

You're a darling .

Oh, Brigid .

Effie offered to put you up
for a few days.

That's very kind .

You'd better start now. Go out the back.
There's usually a cab parked there.

Ride partway with her
and make sure you're not followed .

Change cabs a couple of times,
just to be safe.

I'Il give Mom a ring .

There's time enough for that
when you get back.

I'Il call you Iater.

Hello?

This is Samuel Spade.

Say, my secretary tells me
Mr. Bryan wants to see me.

Yeah . Ask him what time's
most conVenient for him.

Spade. S-P-A-D-E.

Hello, honey.

Yeah .

Two-thirty. AII right. Thanks.

Oh, Sam, forgive me. PIease forgive me.

I sent those policemen
to your place last night.

I was mad , crazy with jealousy.

I phoned that if they went there,
they'd Iearn something about Miles' murder.

-What made you think of that?
-I was mad . I wanted to hurt you .

Did you tell them who you were?

-No. Sam, dearest, I--
-Where'd you phone from?

The drugstore across from your place.

You better hurry home
and think of something to tell the police.

And by the way,

where were you the night
Miles was murdered?

Home.

-I was.
-No.

But if that's your story,
it's all right with me.

Now you run along .

[phone ringing]

Hello? Yeah, this is Spade.

Oh, yes, Mr. Gutman , I got it.
I've been waiting to hear from you .

Well , now. The sooner, the better.
Say, 1 5 minutes? Right.

Twelve-C.

Twelve-C to your Ieft, sir.

[doorbell buzzes]

-Ah , Mr. Spade.
-How do you do, Mr. Gutman?

[suspenseful music playing]

You begin well , sir.
I distrust a man who says "when."

He's got to be careful
not to drink too much

because he's not to be trusted
when he does.

Well , sir...

Here's to plain speaking
and clear understanding .

-You're a close-mouthed man?
-No, I like to talk.

Better and better.
I distrust a close-mouthed man .

He generally picks the wrong time to talk
and says the wrong things.

Talking's something you can't do
judiciously unless you keep in practice.

Now, sir. We'II talk, if you Iike.

I'Il tell you right out. I am a man who Iikes
talking to a man who Iikes to talk.

Swell .

Will we talk about the black bird?

[chuckles]

You're the man for me, sir.

No beating about the bush .
Right to the point.

Let's talk about the black bird ,
by all means.

But first, answer me a question .

Are you here
as Miss O'Shaughnessy's representative?

Well , there's nothing certain either way.
It depends.

Depends on?

Maybe it depends on Joel Cairo.

Maybe.

The question is then which you represent.
It'II be one or the other.

I didn't say so.

-Who else is there?
-There's me.

Ah . Ha-ha.

That's wonderful , sir, wonderful .

I do Iike a man who tells you right out
he's Iooking out for himself.

Don't we all?

I don't trust a man who says he's not.

U h-huh. Now, Iet's talk
about the black bird .

Let's.

Mr. Spade, have you any conception

of how much money can be got
for that black bird?

No.

Well , sir, if I told you,
if I told you half, you'd call me a Iiar.

No, not even if I thought so.

But you tell me what it is,
and I'II figure out the profit.

[chuckling]

You mean , you don't know
what the bird is?

Oh, I know
what it's supposed to Iook Iike.

And I know the value in human Iife
you people put on it.

She didn't tell you what it is?

-Cairo didn't either?
-He offered me 1 0,000 for it.

Ten thousand .

Dollars, mind you , not even pounds.

Do they know what that bird is, sir?
What is your impression?

There's not much to go by.
Cairo didn't say he did , didn't say he didn't.

She said she didn't,
but I took it for granted she was Iying .

Not an injudicious thing to do.

If they don't know, I'm the only one
in the whole wide sweet world who does.

Swell . When you've told me,
that'II make two of us.

Mathematically correct, sir, but I don't
know for certain that I'm going to tell you .

Don't be foolish . You know what it is.
I know where it is.

-That's why I'm here.
-Well , sir, where is it?

You see, I must tell you what I know,
but you won't tell me what you know.

It's hardly equitable, sir.

No, no. I don't think we can do business
along those Iines.

Well , think again , and think fast.

I told that gunsel you'd
talk to me before you're through .

You'II talk to me today,
or you are through.

What are you wasting my time for?
I can get along without you .

And keep that gunsel out of my way
while you're making up your mind .

I'Il kill him if you don't. I'II kill him .

Well , sir, I must say
you have a most violent temper.

Think it oVer. You've got till 5:00.

Then you're either in or out, for keeps.

[dramatic music playing]

-Who killed Thursby?
-[Spade] I don't know.

Perhaps, but you could make
an excellent guess.

My guess might be excellent or crummy,

but Mrs. Spade didn't raise any children
dippy enough to make guesses

in front of a district attorney,
an assistant district attorney

-and a stenographer.
-Why, if you've nothing to conceal?

Everybody has something to conceal .

I'm a sworn officer of the Iaw
24 hours a day,

and neither formality nor informality

justifies you withholding
evidence of crime from me

except, of course,
on constitutional grounds.

Both you and the police
have accused me

of being mixed up in the murders.

I've had trouble with both of you before,

and as far as I can see, my best chance
of clearing myself of the trouble

is bringing in the murderers all tied up.

The only chance I've got of tying them up
and bringing them in

is by staying away from you and the police
because you'd gum up the works.

You getting this or am I going too fast?

No, sir. I'm getting it all right.

Good work.

If you want to go to the board
and tell them I'm obstructing justice

and ask them to revoke my Iicense,
hop to it.

You tried it before, and it didn't
get you anything but a good Iaugh.

-Now, Iook here.
-I don't want any more informal talks.

I've nothing to say to you or the police.

And I'm tired of being called things
by every crackpot on the city payroll .

So, if you want to see me,

pinch me or subpoena me or something,
and I'II come down with my Iawyer.

I'Il see you at the inquest, maybe.

Come on . He wants to see you .

I didn't expect you till 5:25.
I hope I haven't kept you waiting .

Keep on riding me, they're gonna be
picking iron out of your Iiver.

[Spade chuckles]

The cheaper the crook,
the gaudier the patter, huh?

Well , Iet's go.

[suspenseful music playing]

Come on .
This'II put you in solid with your boss.

[doorbell buzzes]

Ah , come in, sir. Thank you for coming .
Come in .

You shouldn't Iet him go around
with these on him .

He might get himself hurt.

[chuckles]

Well , well , what's this?

A crippled newsie took them away
from him. I made him give them back.

[Iaughs]

By gad , sir, you're a chap worth knowing .
An amazing character. Give me your hat.

Sit down .

-I owe you an apology, sir.
-[Spade] Never mind that.

Let's talk about the black bird .

AII right, sir, Iet's.

Let's.

This is going to be the most astounding
thing you've ever heard of, sir.

I say this knowing that a man
of your caliber and profession

must haVe known
some astounding things in his time.

What do you know about the Order
of the Hospital of Saint John of Jerusalem

Iater known as the Knights of Rhodes?

-Crusaders or something , weren't they?
-Very good . Sit down .

I n 1 539, these crusading knights

persuaded Emperor Charles V
to give them the island of Malta.

He made but one condition , that they pay
him each year the tribute of a falcon

in acknowledgment that Malta
was still under Spain .

-Do you follow me?
-U h-huh.

Have you any conception of the extreme,
the immeasurable wealth of the Order?

I imagine they were pretty well fixed .

"Pretty well" is putting it mildly.

They were rolling in wealth , sir.

For years they'd taken from the East
nobody knows what spoils of gems,

precious metals, silks, ivory, sir.

We all know the Holy Wars to them
were Iargely a matter of Ioot.

The knights were profoundly grateful
to the Emperor Charles

for his generosity toward them .

They hit upon the thought of sending him
for his first year's tribute,

not an insignificant IiVe bird

but a glorious golden falcon
crusted from head to foot

with the finest jewels in their coffers.

-Well , sir, what do you think of that?
-I don't know.

These are facts, historical facts.

Not schoolbook history, not Mr. Wells'
history, but history, nevertheless.

They sent this jeweled bird to Charles,
who was then in Spain .

They sent it in a galley commanded
by a member of the Order.

It never reached Spain .

A famous admiral of buccaneers
took the knights' galley and the bird .

I n 1 71 3, it turned up in Sicily.

I n 1 840, it appeared in Paris.

It had , by that time,
acquired a coat of black enamel

so that it Iooked nothing more
than a fairly interesting black statuette.

I n that disguise, sir, it was,
as you may say, kicked around Paris

for over three score years
by private owners

too stupid to see
what it was under the skin.

Then. . . [chuckles]

I n 1 923, a Greek dealer
named Charilaos Konstantinides

found it in an obscure shop.

No thickness of enamel
could conceal value from his eyes.

-You begin to believe me a Iittle?
-I haven't said I didn't.

Well , sir, to hold it safe while pursuing
his researches into its history,

Charilaos re-enameled the bird .

Despite this precaution , howeVer,
I got wind of his find .

[sighs]

If I'd only known a few days sooner.

I was in London when I heard . I packed
a bag , got on the boat train immediately.

On the train I opened the paper,
and read that Charilaos' establishment

had been burglarized
and him murdered .

Sure enough, on arriving there,
I discovered the bird was gone.

That was 1 7 years ago.

Well , sir, it took me 1 7 years
to Iocate that bird , but I did .

I wanted it.

I'm a man not easily discouraged
when I want something .

I traced it to the home of a Russian general ,
one Kemidov, in an Istanbul suburb.

He didn't know a thing about it.

It was nothing
but a black-enameled figure to him ,

but his contrariness kept him
from selling it to me

when I made him an offer.
So I sent him some agents to get it.

Well , sir, they got it and I haven't got it.

But I'm going to get it.

Your glass.

Then the bird doesn't really belong
to any of you , but to a General Kemidov?

Well , sir, you might as well say
it belonged to the King of Spain .

I don't see how you can honestly grant
anyone else a clear title to it,

except by right of possession .

And now, sir,

before we start to talk prices,

how soon can you, or how soon
are you willing to produce the falcon?

-Couple of days.
-That is satisfactory.

Well , sir, here's to a fair bargain .
Profits Iarge enough for both of us.

What's your idea of a fair bargain?

I will give you $25,000
when you deliver the falcon to me

and another 25,000 Iater on .

Or I will give you one quarter
of what I realize on the falcon .

That would amount to a greater sum.

-How much greater?
-Who knows? Shall we say 1 00,000?

Would you believe me if I name a sum
that seems the probable minimum?

Why not?

What would you say
to a quarter of a million?

Then you think the dingus
is worth a million , huh?

I n your own words, why not?

Oh .

-That's a lot of dough .
-A Iot of dough .

-Minimum, huh? What's the maximum?
-The maximum , I refuse to guess.

You'd think me crazy.

I don't know.

There's no telling
how high it could go, sir.

That is the one and only truth about it.

[ominous music playing]

Wilmer.

Hello, Effie. It's me.

Let me talk to Miss O'Shaughnessy.

She isn't there?

What? She didn't show up?

Oh .

You get on back to the office and
wait there till I come or you hear from me.

Yeah , Iet's do something right
for a change.

[sirens wailing]

It started in the hold aft,
in the rear basement.

What insurance was she carrying?

-Anybody burn?
-No. Only the harbor watch was aboard .

-Someone I know came--
-Huh?

Someone I know came aboard
this affernoon

and I haven't seen her since. I'm worried .

No reason to be, mister.
Everybody got off all right.

I wonder if you saw her.
She's kind of small , about 5-foot--

I couldn't tell you , mister. But if
she come aboard, she got off all right.

Only the harbor watch was aboard
when the fire started .

Now you know as much about it
as I do, precious.

Maybe they went down to the ship.
Maybe they didn't.

The part about the bird is thrilling .

[chuckles] Or ridiculous.

[footsteps approaching]

[dramatic music playing]

[Effie screams]

You know...

Falcon .

Lock that door.

Is. . .?

-Is he. . .?
-Yeah .

He couldn't have come far
with those holes in him .

Why couldn't he have stayed alive
Iong enough to tell us something?

Here, here, here, none of that now.
Come on .

-You can't pass out on me now.
-AII right, Sam.

[Effie] Do you really think it's. . .?

-We've got it, angel, we've got it.
-You're hurting me.

[phone rings]

Answer the phone.

Hello.

Yes. Who?

Oh, yes.

Where?

Yes, yes.

[woman screams over phone]

Hello? Hello. Hello.

That was Miss O'Shaughnessy.
She's in danger.

-Where is she?
-Burlingame, 26 Ancho.

Sam, her voice, it was awful .

Something happened to her
before she could finish. Go help her.

You've got to go to her.
He was helping her, and they killed him.

You've got to go, Sam .

AII right, I'II go.

After I've gone,
you phone the police.

Tell them how it happened ,
but don't drag names in.

I got the phone call and told you
I had to go, but didn't say where.

Forget this. Tell them how it happened ,
without the bundle.

Get that straight. Everything
happened exactly as it did

but without the bundle,
and I got the phone call , not you .

-Yes, Sam .
-Okay.

Shut this door and Iock it behind me.
Don't open it till the police come.

Do you know who he is?

Yeah . Yeah, he's Captain Jacoby,
master of the La Paloma.

You're a good man , sister.

-Can I borrow your pencil?
-Sure.

[man whistles]

-Say, Frank.
-Oh, hello, Mr. Spade.

-You got plenty of gas?
-Sure thing .

Do you know where Ancho Street
is in Burlingame?

Nope, but we can find her.

Twenty-six is the number
and the sooner the better.

AII right.

[dramatic music playing]

Keep your motor running.

-Bum steer, Mr. Spade?
-Yeah .

Let's get to a phone booth.

Hello, Mrs. Perine? Is Effie there?
Yes, please.

Hello, precious. What's the good news?

No, no. It was a bum steer.
Are you sure that was her voice?

Well , it was hooey.

Everything go all right?
Nothing said about the bundle, huh?

That's swell .

They take you down to the hall?

U h-huh.

AII right. You better hit the hay and get
a good night's rest. You sound all in .

No, no. Save it till tomorrow.
I'm going on home.

-Thanks. Good night, Frank.
-Good night, Mr. Spade.

[Brigid] I've been hiding
in a doorway up the street.

I thought you'd never come.

Can you make it,
or shall I carry you?

I'Il be all right as soon as I can
get some place where I can Iie down .

Well , sir, we're all here.

Now, Iet's come in and sit down
and be comfortable and talk.

-[Spade] Sure.
-[Brigid] Oh .

-Get away. You're not gonna frisk me.
-Stand still . Shut up.

Take your paws off me,
or I'II make you use that gun .

Ask your boss if he wants me shot up
before we talk.

Never mind , Wilmer.

[Gutman chuckles]

You certainly are
a most headstrong individual .

Well , Iet's be seated .

Are you ready to make the first payment
and take the falcon off my hands?

Well , sir, as to that...

As to that...

Ten thousand? We were talking about
a Iot more money than this.

Yes, sir, we were.
But this is genuine coin of the realm .

With a dollar of this,
you can buy $ 1 0 of talk.

And there are more of us
to be taken care of now.

That may be, but I'Ve got the falcon .

I shouldn't think it necessary
to remind you , Mr. Spade,

that you may have the falcon,
but we certainly haVe you .

I'm trying not to Iet that worry me.
We'll get back to the money Iater on .

There's something else
to be discussed first.

We've got to have a fall guy.

The police have gotta have a victim ,
somebody they can pin those murders on .

Three? But there's only two, because
Thursby certainly killed your partner.

Only two, what difference does it make?

-We've got to give the police--
-Come, come, Mr. Spade.

You can't expect us to believe
at this Iate date

that you're the least bit afraid
of the police.

-Or that you're not able to handle--
-I'm in this up to my neck.

I've got to find somebody, a victim,
when the time comes. If I don't, I'Il be it.

Let's give them the gunsel .

He actually did shoot Thursby and Jacoby,
didn't he?

Anyway, he's made to order for the part.
Look at him.

Let's give him to them .

[Iaughing]

By gad , sir, you are a character.
That you are.

There's never any telling
what you'II say or do next

except that it's bound
to be astonishing .

-It's our best bet. With him in their hands--
-My dear man , can't you see

that if I , even for a moment thought
of doing such a thing . . . That's ridiculous.

I feel towards Wilmer here just exactly
as if he were my own son .

Really, I do. But if I even for a moment
thought of doing what you propose,

what in the world would keep Wilmer
from telling the police

every last detail
about the falcon and all--

Let him talk his head off. I'II guarantee you
nobody'll do anything about it.

[chuckles] Well , well,
what do you think of this, Wilmer?

Mighty funny.

Mighty funny.

How do you feel now?
Any better, precious?

[whispering] Much better.

But I'm frightened .

Well , don't be.
Nothing Very bad's going to happen here.

You want a drink, angel?

Be careful , Sam .

Well?

If you're really serious, the Ieast we can do
in common politeness is hear you out.

Now, how would you be able to fix it
so that Wilmer couldn't do us any harm?

I can show our district attorney

that if he goes around
trying to collect everybody,

he's gonna have a tangled case.

But if he sticks to Wilmer here,

he can get a conviction
standing on his head .

Get up on your feet.

I've taken all the riding from you
I'm gonna take.

Get up and shoot it out.

Young Wild West.

Tell him that shooting me
before you get your hands on the falcon

is gonna be bad for business.

Now, now, Wilmer.
We can't have any of that.

You shouldn't Iet yourself attach
importance to these things.

Then tell him to Iay off me.

Now, Wilmer.

Your plan is not at all satisfactory, sir.
Let's not say anything more about it.

AII right. I've got another suggestion.

It may not be as good as the first,
but it's better than nothing .

-You want to hear it?
-Most assuredly.

Give them Cairo.

[chuckles] Well , by gad , sir.

Suppose we give them you
or Miss O'Shaughnessy? How about that?

You want the falcon . I've got it.

The fall guy's part of the price
I'm asking .

As for Miss O'Shaughnessy, if you think
she can be rigged for the part,

I'm willing to discuss it with you .

You seem to forget that you are not
in a position at all to insist upon anything .

Now, come, gentlemen . Let's keep
our discussion on a friendly basis.

There certainly is something
in what Mr. Cairo said .

If you kill me,
how are you gonna get the bird?

If I know you can't kill me, how are
you going to scare me into giving it to you?

Sir, there are other means of persuasion
besides killing and threatening to kill .

[Spade] Yes, that's...

That's true.

But they're none of them any good
unless the threat of death is behind them .

You see what I mean?

If you start something, I'II make it a matter
of your having to kill me, or call it off.

[chuckles]

That's an attitude, sir, that calls for
the most delicate judgment on both sides.

Because, as you know,
in the heat of action ,

men are Iikely to forget
where their best interests lie

and Iet their emotions
carry them away.

Then the trick from my angle is to make
my play strong enough to tie you up,

but not make you mad enough to bump me off
against your better judgment.

By gad , sir, you are a character.

Six-two uneVen . They're selling you out, sonny.
I hope you're not Ietting yourself

be influenced by the guns

these pocket-edition desperadoes
are waving around .

Because I've practiced taking guns away
from these boys before,

so we'II have no trouble there.

-Wilmer here is--
-AII right.

Wilmer.

Wilmer!

Wilmer!

Wilmer.

[dramatic music playing]

There's our fall guy.

Either you'II say yes, or I'II turn the falcon
and the whole Iot of you in .

Don't Iike that, sir.

You won't like it. Well?

You can have him.

I won't be able to get the falcon
till daylight, or maybe Iater.

It strikes me it'd be best if we did not
get out of each other's sight

until our business has been transacted .
You have the envelope?

Miss O'Shaughnessy has it.
Hang on to it.

We don't haVe to lose sight of each other.
The dingus'II be brought here.

Excellent, sir, excellent.

And in exchange for the 1 0,000
and Wilmer,

you'II give us the falcon
and an hour or two of grace.

Let's get the details fixed, first.

Why did he shoot Thursby and why, where
and how did he shoot Captain Jacoby?

I've got to know all that happened ,

so I can be sure
the parts that don't fit are covered up.

I shall be candid with you , sir.

Thursby was Miss O'Shaughnessy's ally.

We believed that disposing of him

would cause Miss O'Shaughnessy to stop
and think that it would be best

to patch up her differences with us
regarding the falcon.

You didn't try to make a deal
with him before giving him the works?

We did . Yes, sir. We most certainly did .

I talked to him myself that very night,
but I could do nothing with him .

He was quite determinedly Ioyal
to Miss O'Shaughnessy.

So Wilmer followed him back to the hotel
and did what he did .

That sounds all right.

Now Jacoby.

Captain Jacoby's death was entirely
Miss O'Shaughnessy's fault.

[Spade] Tell me what happened .

Cairo, as you must have surmised ,

got in touch with me after he Ieft
police headquarters yesterday night.

He recognized the mutual advantage
of pooling forces. [chuckles]

Mr. Cairo is a man of nice judgment.

The Paloma was his thought. He saw
the notice of its arrival in the papers

and remembered he had heard
in Hong Kong

that Jacoby and Miss O'Shaughnessy
were seen together.

Well , sir, he saw that notice and , putting
two and two together, guessed the truth .

She had given the bird to Jacoby
to bring here for her.

And at that juncture,
you decided to slip me a mickey, huh?

There was no place for you
in our plan , sir.

So we decided to spare ourselves
any possible embarrassment.

Mr. Cairo and Wilmer and I
went to call on Captain Jacoby.

We were lucky enough to arrive
while Miss O'Shaughnessy was there.

I n many ways,
the conference was difficult,

but we finally persuaded Miss O'Shaughnessy
to come to terms, or so we thought.

We then Ieft the boat
and set out for my hoteI

where I was to pay Miss O'Shaughnessy
and receive the bird .

Well , sir, we mere men
should have known better.

En route, she, Captain Jacoby
and the falcon

slipped completely
through our fingers. [giggles]

It was neatly done, sir. I ndeed , it was.

You touched off the boat before you Ieff?

No, not intentionally.

Though , I daresay, we, or Wilmer at Ieast,
were responsible for the fire.

While the rest of us were talking
in the cabin, Wilmer went about the boat

trying to find the falcon .

No doubt, he was careless with matches.

How about the shooting?

We caught up with Miss O'Shaughnessy
and Jacoby at her apartment.

I sent Wilmer downstairs to cover
the fire escape before ringing the bell .

And , sure enough, while she was asking us
who we were through the door

and we were telling her,
we heard a window go up.

Wilmer shot Jacoby
as he was coming down the fire escape.

Shot him more than once, but Jacoby
was too tough to fall or drop the falcon .

He climbed down the rest of the way,
knocked Wilmer over and ran off.

[chuckling]

We persuaded-- That is the word , sir.
We persuaded Miss O'Shaughnessy

to tell us where she had told
Captain Jacoby to take the falcon.

And we further persuaded her
to phone your office

in an attempt to draw you away
before Jacoby got there,

but, unfortunately for us,

it had taken us too long
to persuade Miss O'Shaughnessy.

[Wilmer groaning]

And you had the falcon
before we could reach you .

[dramatic music playing]

Wilmer, I'm sorry indeed to Iose you ,
but I want you to know

I couldn't be fonder of you
if you were my own son .

But, well , if you Iose a son,
it's possible to get another.

There's only one Maltese Falcon.

When you're young ,
you simply don't understand these things.

[Spade chuckling]

How about some coffee?
Put the pot on, will you, angel?

I don't like to Ieave our guests.

-[Brigid] Surely.
-Just a moment, my dear.

Hadn't you better
Ieave the envelope in here?

Sit on it, if you're afraid of Iosing it.

You misunderstand me.
It's not that at all .

But business should be transacted
in a businesslike manner. [chuckling]

For instance,
there are only nine bills here now.

There were 1 0 when I handed them to you ,
as you Very well know.

Well? I want to know about this.

You palmed it.

-I palmed it?
-Yes.

Do you want to stand for a frisk?

You're going to admit it, or I'm gonna
search you . There's no third way.

[chuckles] I believe you would . I do.

You are a character,
if you don't mind my saying so.

You palmed it.

Yes, sir, that I did .

[chuckles] I must haVe
my Iittle joke now and then .

I was curious to know what
you would do in a situation of this sort.

I must say you passed the test
with flying colors.

It's the sort of thing I'd expect
from somebody Wilmer's age.

This will soon be yours.
You might as well take it.

I ought to have more than 1 0,000.

You understand
this is the first payment. Later.

Oh, yes. Later you'Il give me millions,
but how's about 1 5,000 now?

Frankly and candidly,
upon my word of honor as a gentleman ,

1 0,000 is all the money I can raise.

But you didn't say positively.

Positively.

I'd Iike to give you a word of adVice.

Go ahead .

I daresay you're going to give her money,

but if you don't give her as much
as she thinks she ought to have,

my word of advice is be careful .

Dangerous?

[chuckles] Very.

-How's the coffee coming , angel?
-[Brigid] In a few minutes.

It's almost daylight, Mr. Spade.

Can you start getting it now?

I guess so.

[dramatic music playing]

Hello?

Hello, precious.
I'm sorry to get you up so early.

Now, Iisten carefully. Here's the plot.

I n the holland box at the post office
there's an envelope with my scrawl .

I n that envelope, there's a parcel-room
check for the bundle we got yesterday.

U h-huh.

Now, get that bundle
and bring it here, pdq .

That's a good girl . Now hustle. Goodbye.

[suspenseful music playing]

[doorbell buzzes]

Thanks, Iady.
Sorry to spoil your day of rest.

Not the first one you've spoiled .
Anything else?

-No. No, thanks.
-Bye-bye, then .

[dramatic music playing]

[Spade] There you are.

Now, after 1 7 years...

[suspenseful music playing]

[Gutman] It is it.

But we'II make sure.

[Gutman] Fake.

It's a phony. It's Iead .

It's Iead .

It's a fake.

You've had your Iittle joke.
Now, tell us about it.

No, Sam. No.

That's the one I got from Kemidov.
I swear it.

You .

It's you who bungled it.

You and your stupid attempt to buy it.

Kemidov found out how valuable it was.

No wonder we had
such an easy time stealing it. You imbecile.

You bloated idiot.
You stupid fathead , you .

[Cairo sobbing]

[chuckles]

[Gutman Iaughing]

Yes, it's the Russian's hand .
There's no doubt about it.

Well , sir, what do you suggest?

We shed tears
and call each other names

or shall we go to Istanbul?

Are you going?

Seventeen years I've wanted that Iittle
item and have been trying to get it.

If we must spend another year
on the quest,

well , sir, it will be an additional
expenditure in time

of only fiVe
and fifteen-seventeenths percent.

I'm going with you .

[dramatic music playing]

Wilmer.

[Spade Iaughs]

A swell Iot of thieves.

We've Iittle to boast about,
but the world hasn't come to an end

just because we've run into a setback.

-I must ask you for that envelope.
-I held up my end . You got your dingus.

It's your hard Iuck
it wasn't what you wanted .

Now, come, sir, we've all failed .

And there's no reason for expecting
any of us to bear the whole brunt.

I n short, sir,
I must ask you for my 1 0,000.

This'II take care
of my time and expenses.

Now, sir, we'II say goodbye to you ,

unless you care to undertake
the Istanbul expedition with us.

You don't?

Well , frankly, sir,
I'd Iike to haVe you along .

You're a man of nice judgment
and many resources.

Now that there's no alternative,

I daresay you'II manage the police
without a fall guy.

-I'Il make out all right.
-Well , sir, the shortest farewells are best.

Adieu.

And to you, Miss O'Shaughnessy,
I Ieave the rara avis on the table there

as a Iittle memento.

[chuckling]

Hello. Is Sergeant Polhaus there?

Yeah . Put him on . This is Sam Spade.

Hello. Tom? Now, Iisten.
I've got something for you . Here it is.

Jacoby and Thursby were killed
by a kid named Wilmer Cook.

Yeah . He's about 20 years old , 5'6",
wearing a gray overcoat.

He's working for a man
named Kasper Gutman.

Now, you can't miss Gutman .
He must weigh 300 pounds.

That fellow Cairo's in with him too.

They just Ieft
for the AIexandria Hotel .

You'II have to move fast.
They're blowing town .

Watch yourself when you go up
against the kid .

Yes, that's right. Very.

Now, good Iuck, Tom.

They'II talk when they're nailed .
We're sitting on dynamite.

We've only got minutes to get set.
Give me all of it.

When you came to my office,
why did you want Thursby shadowed?

I told you , Sam.
I thought he was betraying me.

That's a lie. You had Thursby hooked .

You wanted to get rid of him
before Jacoby came with the Ioot

so you wouldn't have to split it with him.
Isn't that so?

I thought if he knew someone was following
him he'd be frightened into going away.

Miles wasn't clumsy enough
to be spotted the first night.

You told Thursby he was being followed .

I told him.

I told him.
Yes, but please believe me, Sam.

I wouldn't have
if I thought FIoyd would kill him.

If you thought he wouldn't kill Miles,
you were right.

Miles hadn't many brains, but he'd had
too many years as a detective

to be caught by a man he was shadowing
up a blind alley with his gun on his hip.

But he'd have gone up there
with you , angel .

He was just dumb enough for that.

He'd have Iooked you up and down , Iicked
his Iips and gone grinning from ear to ear.

You could have stood
as close to him as you Iiked

and put a hole through him with a gun
you got from Thursby.

-Don't, Sam .
-The police'll be here any minute. Now talk.

-Why do you accuse me?
-This isn't the time for that act.

We're both of us sitting under the gallows.
Now, why did you shoot Miles?

I didn't mean to at first, really, I didn't.

But when I found out
that FIoyd couldn't be frightened ...

I can't Iook at you and tell you this, Sam .

You thought Thursby would tackle Miles
and one would go down .

If Thursby was killed ,
you were rid of him .

If it was Miles,
you'd see Thursby set up for it.

-Something Iike that.
-When Thursby wasn't going to tackle him,

you borrowed his gun
and did it yourself.

When you heard Thursby was shot,
you knew Gutman was in town .

You needed somebody to fill Thursby's boots,
so you came back to me.

Yes. Oh, sweetheart, it wasn't only that.

I'd have come back to you ,
sooner or Iater.

From the very first instant I saw you ,
I knew.

Well , if you get a good break,
you'II be out of Tehachapi in 20 years,

and you can come back to me then .

I hope they don't hang you, precious,
by that sweet neck.

-You're not. . .
-Yes, angel , I'm gonna send you over.

The chances are you'II get off with Iife.

That means, if you're a good girl, you'II
be out in 20 years. I'II be waiting for you .

If they hang you ,
I'Il always remember you .

Don't, Sam .

Don't say that, even in fun .

[chuckles]

I was frightened for a minute.
I really thought--

You do such wild
and unpredictable things.

Now, don't be silly.

You're taking the fall .

[dramatic music playing]

You've been playing with me.

Just pretending you cared
to trap me Iike this.

You didn't care at all .

You don't Iove me.

I won't play the sap for you .

It's not Iike that. You can't say that.

You never played square with me
since I've known you .

You know deep in your heart that
in spite of anything I'Ve done, I Iove you .

I don't care who Ioves who.
I won't play the sap.

I won't walk in Thursby's, and I don't know
how many others' footsteps.

You killed Miles,
and you're going over for it.

How can you do this to me, Sam?

Surely Mr. Archer wasn't
as much to you as...

[Brigid sobbing]

Listen .

This won't do any good .

You'II never understand me,
but I'II try once and then give it up.

When a man's partner is killed ,
he's supposed to do something .

Doesn't make any difference
what you thought of him.

He was your partner, and you're supposed
to do something about it.

And it happens
we're in the detective business.

Well , when one of your organization
gets killed , it's...

It's bad business
to Iet the killer get away with it.

Bad all around ,
bad for every detective eVerywhere.

You don't expect me to think
these things

-are sufficient reason for sending me--
-Wait till I'm through . Then you can talk.

I've no earthly reason to think
I can trust you .

If I do this and get away with it,
you'II have something on me

that you can use
whenever you want to.

Since I've got something on you ,

I couldn't be sure that you wouldn't
put a hole in me someday.

AII those are on one side.

Maybe some of them are unimportant.
I won't argue about that.

But Iook at the number of them .

And what have we got on the other side?

AII we've got is that maybe you Iove me
and maybe I Iove you .

You know whether you Iove me or not.

Maybe I do.

I'Il have some rotten nights
affer I've sent you over, but that'II pass.

If all I've said doesn't mean anything to you ,
then forget it and we'II make it just this.

I won't, because all of me wants to
regardless of consequences.

You counted on that with me the same
as you counted on that with all the others.

Would you have done this if the falcon
had been real and you'd got your money?

Don't be too sure I'm as crooked
as I'm supposed to be.

That sort of reputation
might be good business,

bringing high-priced jobs and making it
easier to deal with the enemy.

But a Iot more money would have been
one more item on your side of the scales.

If you'd loved me, you wouldn't have
needed any more on that side.

[doorbell buzzes]

Come in .

Hello, Tom . Got them?

-[Polhaus] Got them .
-Swell .

Here's another one for you .
She killed Miles.

Oh, and I'Ve got some exhibits.
The boy's guns, one of Cairo's,

and a $ 1 ,000 bill I was supposed
to be bribed with .

And this black statuette here
that all the fuss was about.

What's the matter with your playmate?
He Iooks brokenhearted .

I bet when he heard Gutman's story,
he thought he had me.

Cut it out, Sam .

Well , shall we be getting down
to the hall?

It's heavy.

What is it?

The stuff that dreams are made of.

Huh?

[dramatic music playing]

[dramatic music swells]

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