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Good evening.

This looks like
a hand grenade, doesn't it?

Please don't be frightened.
It really isn't
a grenade, it's a music box.

You see, if this were real,
and I were to pull the pin,

I'd be blown into
bits in a few minutes.

But when I pull
the pin on this one,

we shall hear
the sweet strains of
I'm All Shook Up.

Watch.

There must be something wrong.

Oh, it's all right.
I just got the wrong grenade.

The musical ones didn't have
this inscription on it.

It says,
"Whoever finds this grenade,
I love you."

(SIGHING)

While I stand here waiting
for something to happen,

suppose you observe
as our drama unfolds.

SIDNEY: The Harolds case.
Acquittal.

The Rogers case. Acquittal.

The Williams case...

I fought for a conviction
in every one of them.

Warren,
my dear boy, a Prosecuting
Attorney is like a race horse.

It doesn't matter
how hard he runs.

Either he wins
most of the time
or he's put out to pasture.

And if I can't gallop
into the homestretch

with this case,
it may be my last race.

Warren,
I'm your father-in-law,

I'm deeply
concerned about your future.

But a woman has been
murdered in her kitchen

and you'd think
the circus had come to town.

Sidney, wouldn't you
say that I've proved
Rodman guilty?

Absolutely from
every legal aspect.

But a jury
doesn't want only logic.

They want passion.
The public doesn't want

only argument.
It wants theatrics.

Surely you're not asking me
to put on a performance?

(SIGHING)

It's not up to me
to ask you anything,

my boy.
But I do know one thing.

You send Rodman to the chair
and you insure
your political future.

But I've already been promised
the nomination for
District Attorney.

Warren, there's a large group
of the boys down at City Hall

that would like to see Vance
on the ticket for D.A.
instead of you.

WARREN: Vance?

I know, I know,
he's five years younger,

he hasn't half
your experience.

But he has
charm and assurance.

And he's not afraid to use any
cheap trick to make
a jury laugh or cry.

That is it, isn't it?

People talk about
him on street corners.

How many people know your name
well enough

to recognize it on a ballot
come election time?

Okay, Sidney.

Okay,
if that's what they want,
I'll put on a show for them.

There's...

(SIGHING)

There's one more thing.

It concerns Doreen.

Doreen?

Since the day you
two were married,
I've never interfered in...

(SIGHING)

Go ahead, Sidney, please.

She came to see me last night.
She seemed rather unhappy.

Do you know why?

No, she didn't say.

She'd be furious if she knew
I even dropped a hint.

Sidney, if you have
even the faintest idea.

She loves you
very much, Warren.

Naturally, she has
your success at heart.

But the fact that
you haven't gotten

to the top as
quickly as you'd hoped...

(SIGHING)

That's just
a guess on my part.

Doreen's been
a great help to me.

Perhaps I've said too much.
If I have, I'm sorry.

But this may be
your last chance,
Warren, politically.

You've got to
get a conviction.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

The judge is ready.

All right, I'm coming.

Ladies and gentlemen,
you now have
the incontrovertible facts.

Each of you must look
into his own conscience,

and admit that if
this man, Rodman,

is allowed to leave
the courtroom scot-free,

then murder is being rewarded
by toleration.

And so,
the State demands that Rodman

be punished to
the full extent of the law.

Cold-blooded,
premeditated murder is the
most heinous of human crimes.

This killer of the woman
he promised to cherish.

This slayer of his
mate in life must not be

allowed to seek
the respite of a prison.

So, I demand a death sentence.

You will return one
of three verdicts.

Guilty of murder
in the first degree,

guilty of murder
with a recommendation

for life imprisonment,
or acquittal.

The jury will now retire
to consider the evidence.

(CLAMORING)

Oh, there he is.

VANCE: Oh, hi, boys.

Hello, Mr. Vance.

Oh, no, Charlie.
You can't quote me
in that paper of yours.

Off the record?

Well, off the record,
I have to hand it to Selvy.

He was trying his
best to make a show
during the summation.

A matter of poor timing?

You know,
too little, too late.

Oh, I saw a couple of jurymen
with their eyes open.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

But they were crying when
the defense worked them over.

No, gentlemen, I'm afraid
Selvy has lost again.

Don't be too certain, Vance.

Anyone want to bet?

Give me odds?

Oh, come now, gentlemen,
no gambling in
the Halls of Justice.

But I'll tell
you what I'll do.

I'll buy you both
a drink at Gallagher's.

Follow me.

I think I'd like
the divan covered with this.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

WARREN: Darling.

Warren, what was the verdict?

The jury's still out.

Where are you?

Gallagher's.

The jury may be out for hours.

Doreen, will you come?

Yes, dear.

I'm sorry I'm late.
The traffic was just awful.

What do you want? Martini?

No,
I don't think so right now.

Oh, why don't you relax?
Everything is
going to be fine.

I wish I was sure.

I felt pretty
confident until this morning.
Sidney spoke to me.

What did he say?

He seemed worried about my
nomination for
District Attorney.

He seemed to think everything
depends on this case.

He upset you, I'm sorry.

Doreen, I know I
haven't come up as fast

as you and your
father thought I would.

But please be patient with me?

Now, Warren,
I really believe in you.

Do you?

Do you think I'd be
sitting here if I didn't?

Someday your name's
gonna be important
in this state.

(SIGHING)

All you need is just the

chance to prove
yourself politically.

There's just no
telling how far you can go.

Well, hello, lovebirds.
Oh, Hank.

Hello, Hank.
How are you? Nice to see you.

I've my fingers crossed.

Thank you, Hank.

It's like old times, isn't it?
Sweating it out?

Remember
the three of us sitting
out the Ashley trial?

Seven hours that jury argued
and then let
Ashley go scot-free.

Well, Hank, you know.

I think this time
Warren's jinx is broken.
You just wait and see.

(CHUCKLES) Let's hope so.

If anyone is
obviously guilty, it's Rodman.

Good luck.

Thank you, Hank.

Mr. Selvy?
Yes?

How long before
the jury gives its verdict?

I don't know.

Will it be guilty?

I think I
proved Rodman guilty.
But I don't know.

Selvy,
the jury's sent word it's
reached a verdict.

What do you know,
less than two hours.

Mr. Selvy, I have something
important to say to you.

Mr. Selvy, please.

Mr.
Selvy, it's very important.

Mr. Selvy!

Now listen to this one.

"I am dining on the biggest
black crow in town."

(CHUCKLING)

"Congratulations on
the Rodman conviction.

"Vance."

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

You know, you're going to be
Governor someday.

Delusions of grandeur.

Now, the District
Attorney's office
is the first step to the...

Governor's mansion.

We better make
one step at a time.

There's no harm
in planning ahead.

You'd be the most
beautiful Governor's lady

in history of the world,
do you know that?

Warren?

Mmm-hmm?

Now, before we start your
fall campaign for D.A.,

why don't we take a vacation?

We haven't been
to Europe since...

Since our honeymoon.

Where do you want to go?

Italy? Rome?

How about Florence?

How about

that little green stucco hotel
on the Via Del Sorto.

Do you know how
much I love you?

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Let's not answer it.

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Whoever it is,
I'll get rid of him.

Yes?

You remember me, Mr. Selvy?
Could I speak to you?

Not tonight.
Why don't you come to see me

at the office
tomorrow morning?

Please, only for a minute.
It's very important.

All right. Come on in.

This is my wife, Mr...

Barnes. Ed Barnes.
I'd like to talk kind
of in private, Mr. Selvy.

No, no, no, honey.

Mr. Barnes, anything that
you want to discuss with me,

you can discuss in
front of Mrs. Selvy.

If you'll come to
the point quickly, please.

That man you just convicted.

Rodman? What about him?

I've been in Florida
for a couple of months.

I didn't read a paper
or hear a radio or nothing.

Then when I come back,
he's already on trial.

I didn't know what to do.
You can see that, can't you?

See what?

I should have
come to you sooner
but I was scared.

About what?

Then yesterday, when you was
summing up to the jury,

I made up my mind
I'd talk to you.

Because this guy Rodman, well,
he's kind of young.

What is he, 34?

I'm past 60.
Warren.

Yes, Mr.
Barnes, either make sense
or you'll have to leave.

But I need your advice.
Something awful.

For heaven's sake, about what?

Rodman didn't kill his wife.

I did.

WARREN:
Can I get you another drink?

Please.

Gosh, I'm sorry.
I kind of upset your wife,
barging in like this, huh?

WARREN: It's all right.

(POURING DRINK)

Now, about this
preposterous tale of yours.

It's true.

I can't let another guy die
for something I did.

I proved Rodman guilty
beyond any shadow of a doubt.

Why you wanna come
here with your story,
I don't know, nor do I care.

Because it's a lie
from start to finish.

If it's a lie, Mr. Selvy,
a bright lawyer like
you could catch me.

Why don't you ask
me questions, huh?

That's exactly
what I intend to do.

Let's get to your
story right now.

I was hitchhiking east.

The 14th of July?

The 10th of July.

Go on.

I got a lift into Wilford.

I was walking around
town trying to figure
to get food, a job, anything.

Then I saw this
big fancy house.

A big brick
house on the corner?

A white wooden
house on top of a hill.

Am I right?

I knocked on the back door.

This nice lady answered.

She didn't have no job for me,
but she give me a sandwich.

What was she wearing?

Something blue.

I wondered when you
were gonna slip up.
She was wearing a pink dress.

It won't do no good.
It was blue.

All right.
Go on. Get on with it.

While she was gone,
I looked around the jars
and the cupboard for dough.

She came back,
caught me at it and got sore.

She didn't yell or nothing
but I knew she meant trouble.

That's when I did it.
I went off of my head.

How did you do it?

Just those? Just those?

A black scarf on
the back of a chair.

No, no. I remember now.
It was tan. A tan scarf.

Why were your
fingerprints never found?

I wiped them off.

(PHONE RINGING)

Look, ask yourself.

Would I be
sitting here talking
like this if I didn't do it?

It took a lot out of me
to come here, Mr. Selvy.

I know a big man
like you wouldn't

want to send
an innocent man...

I proved Rodman guilty.

But I killed her.

Warren.

Father's on the phone.
He wants to talk to you.

No, not now, dear.
Tell him I'll call him back.

Darling, it's very important.
Why don't you take
it in the bedroom?

Yes, Sidney?

I see.

Yes, there's going
to be that vacancy
in the Sixth Ward,

and the boys all think
you should run for
US Representative.

(CHUCKLES)

Yes, isn't that fine?

Yes.

No, couldn't we
have lunch tomorrow?

Fine. Good night.

(SIGHING)

Well?

It was the Rodman
case that did it.

I guess when
you won that case,
they could see what

father and I
had been insisting
all along was true.

The people's choice.

That's right.

And when they want you
down at the Hall, you're in.

I can't accept now.

Why not?

Well, you heard that old man.
He killed Mrs. Rodman.

Warren, that's...

That's just an old drunk.

I can't let an innocent
man go to the chair
knowing somebody else did it.

I have got to
ask for his pardon
first thing tomorrow.

Darling...

This is...

This is running for congress.

This is what you have always
wanted, isn't it?

That was before
Barnes showed up.

I can't let
Rodman go to the chair.

Well, he's guilty...

I don't care what
the old man says.

What if he isn't?

Look, Warren.

You see, darling, it's...

It's Rodman or us.

You know, this could
be the beginning of

everything you ever wanted.

All right.

All right.

Well, Mr. Barnes.

You're gonna need
another drink for what
you're going to go through.

What do you mean?

Well, you just
confessed to a murder.

You understand that,
don't you?

I don't get it.
This paper's blank.

That's for your confession.
I'll fill in the rest later.

I don't know.

What did you think you
were gonna get for a murder?

A gold medal,
a pat on the back,
a free ticket home?

I guess I didn't
think about it.

I just kept
thinking about that
guy who's innocent.

What did you think they
were gonna do to you?

Jail.

I'm old. Rodman's young.

It's only right
they should let him go
and put me in jail.

You think you're gonna spend
the rest of your days

playing checkers
in some prison cell?

You're dead wrong, Mr.
Barnes. You're no

better than Rodman.
They're gonna burn you.

Burn me?

Prison, yes.

But not that.

2,000 volts,
and they'd give it to you

for three minutes
just to make sure.

No. I won't sign.

I didn't mean what I said.

Operator, give me the police.

What are you doing?

Putting you in
the chair instead of Rodman.

No. No. Don't do it.

It's not true.
I didn't kill her.

It's a lie. It's all a lie.

That's right, Mr. Barnes.
It's a lie, it's all
a lie from start to finish.

And I never saw you
before in my life, did I?

All right, get out of here.

Thank you.
Thank you, Mr. Selvy.

I didn't know
what they'd do to me.

All right, get out of here.

Yeah, thank you.

Go on, get out of here.

How do you like it, darling?

Well, it's brand-new.
It cost you a fortune.

No, no.

No more elbow lifting,
it's 7:30.

It's time for
you to get ready.

Ready?

You remember,
father's taking us

to the Governor's
testimonial dinner.

I wonder what
Rodman's having for dinner.

Why don't you go and shave?
I'll lay your things out.

I can't go.

Of course, you can go.

Father will cheer you up.
He always does. Come on.

Only an hour and a half left.

Warren, you promised
not to think about that.

You know something?

You really need to shave.

An hour and
a half left to live,
and he didn't even do it.

Now, listen to me.

Rodman killed his wife.

You presented that
evidence brilliantly.

The jury found him guilty,
and you got

a conviction.
And I'm proud of you.

So is father.

Now,
would you please get dressed?

Would you
please go without me?

Darling, I don't
want to leave you alone.

I want to be alone.

I'd rather be alone.

I'll be all right.

Oh, Warren, I...

I mean, I can't keep
father waiting, he's...

He's one of
the principle speakers.

All right.

I'll be home
just soon as I can.

All right.

(TICKING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

What are you doing here?

The door was unlocked.

Every single day
I tried to forget,
but it was no use.

Yesterday, I hitchhiked here.
I couldn't stay away no more.

There's only a few minutes,
Mr. Selvy.

I told you not to come here.

There's only a few
minutes left, Mr. Selvy.

That's right.

At 9:00, it will all be over.

But there's still time.
I thought it all out.

I'm willing to die.
You've got to
call the Governor.

It wouldn't be any use.

I'm going to try.

Get away from that phone.
Stay away from that phone.

(GRUNTING)

(BODY THUDDING)

(DOOR OPENING)

Warren.

What on earth?

SIDNEY: He's dead.

I did it.

But what happened?
What was old
Barnes doing here?

You know him?

Of course.
I'd know old Barnes anywhere.

When I was on the bench,
he was always
confessing to murder.

He'd study the evidence,
and then claim he did it.

Bit touched, but harmless.

Warren, why did you do it?

(CLOCK CHIMING)

Thus, as it so often happens,
a life is ruined.

A promising career
is nipped in the bud.

All because of one mistake
made in
the heat of the moment.

There's a lesson here
for all you good folk.

Just one mistake.

If Warren had only
killed his wife first,

he would have
gotten away with it.

I'm sure you're wondering
what happened to the grenade?

A little gray-haired old lady
came by selling apples,

and I managed to
slip the grenade
into her basket.

By now, she should be
selling apple sauce.

She very kindly gave me this.
However,
I just don't feel hungry.

(EXPLODING)

How shocking.

She gave me a grenade,
disguised as an apple.

It's getting so you
can't trust anyone
these days. At any rate,

we shall be back another time
to explore further

the dark alleyways
of human behavior.

Until then, good night.