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Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen.

This is an associate of mine,
Mr. Lloyd.

-Mr. Lloyd will introduce
tonight’s show.
-[squawks]

I paid a great deal of money
for this bird,

but, of course,
it will be worth it.

He may even take over
my work permanently,

thus freeing me
for other duties.

Go ahead, Mr. Lloyd.

Come now.
"Good evening, ladies..."

"Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen."

I don’t understand it.

He’s been working regularly
on a local radio station,

-had a program of his own...
-[squawk]

...as a news commentator.

"Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen."

I’m afraid I’ll have
to do it myself.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to
Alfred Hitchcock Presents.

Next on view is
tonight’s story, "Ambition."

Hello, Cliff.

The cat’s out of the bag,
Mr. Cox.

-What?
-They know we’ve got Lou Heinz.

Who? Who knows?

Everybody. The story’s
all over the courthouse.

How can they know?

We just put him
on ice last night.

The boys downtown
aren’t stupid.

After all, you sprung
him from jail.

They know he’s still involved

with Mac Davis
and Ernie Stillinger.

You had any calls
from the press yet?

-No.
-You will.

Why did this have
to happen now?

First decent break I’ve had

since I became D.A.,
and some loudmouth tips it.

Well, it’d come out
by Monday, anyhow.

By Monday I would’ve had
indictments

against Davis and Stillinger.

If Heinz holds up
before the Grand Jury.

You know what?
You should’ve left him
in jail.

He wouldn’t have talked,
that was part of the deal.

He’s gonna testify
against two top racketeers

to get out of a 90-day sentence
as a habitual drunkard?

Cliff, will you just let
me handle this?

It’s not me you have
to convince, boss.

It’s the mayor.

He’s waiting to talk
to you.

Where is he?

Third floor front,
right side.

Where’s Heinz?

Where would he be?
The bar up the street.

Park around the corner
and wait.

Take Ernie’s car, circle
the block and watch for Heinz.

OK.

[steps approaching]

How’d you get here?

You’re bright.

A real genius, Ernie.

Charlie told you.

Which makes him
twice as smart as you are.

It’s a good thing it’s me
instead of Heinz, isn’t it?

I wish it was him.

Now, get out of here
before he comes back.

Not until I get
what I came after.

What are you looking for?

His records.

There aren’t any records.

They’re all in his head.
That’s why I hired him.

Yeah.

You did, didn’t you?

A rum hound!

You want the landlady
to hear you?

She went out, we saw her.

She could come back
and so could Heinz.

Now, get out of here!

-I wanna wait for him.
-Why?

To get rid of the evidence,
Mac.

You would, wouldn’t you?

I’m not going to jail!

You will if you kill him.

I’ll take that chance.

Go on, you get out
and look after yourself.

Ernie,

it’s his word against ours.

His nerves are
so shot from drinking,

he’ll need a couple of belts
to brace him.

Our lawyer will tear him apart
at the trial.

There’s not gonna be
any trial.

You’ve never done time, Mac,
I have!

I sweat
when I think about it.

I wake up at night and I’m--

I’m not going to jail.

All right, Ernie.

But let me play my cards first.

What cards?

-The D.A. owes me a favor.
-What for?

-Something happened--
-[horn blare]

That’s Charlie.

Someone is coming.
Now, clear out.

Are you sure, Mac?

I said I’d fix it tonight.
Now, come on.

You better fix it.

And who is this witness?

His name is Lou Heinz,
Your Honor.

Is he in protective custody?

No, sir.

Why not?

-Well--
-That was part of the deal,

that he wouldn’t be confined.

How did you locate him?

He asked to talk to me.
He was in a...

drunk tank
at the city jail and...

-wanted to get out.
-Drunk tank?

What kind of a witness
is that?

Well, he was key man
in the organization

till a couple of years ago.

-A hoodlum?
-[Cox] An accountant.

He knows the whole operation,
then.

You have copies
of the records?

No... sir, no records.

Well, you don’t expect him
to keep books, do you?

What evidence do you have
without records?

He has it all in his mind.

He’s a sort of
a mathematical wizard.

[mayor] You and Mac Davis
are old friends.

Who told you that?

Oh, I have my informants,
too.

Care to deny it?

Your Honor, I haven’t seen
that man since I became
district attorney.

Since you took office,
we’ve uncovered very few
major crimes in this city.

Maybe there haven’t been any.

In a city this size?

Let’s not kid each other,
Rudy.

You used the word yourself.

-Organization.
-[Cox] All right.

Why does it word
so smoothly?

Because Davis
isn’t a cheap racketeer
from the prohibition era.

-He’s quiet and he’s smart.
-[mayor] Smart?

Or "protected"?

I don’t think I like
what you mean, George.

This is my question, Rudy.

It’s one that’s beginning
to come from a bunch
of disgruntled voters.

A reform group that may set up
a third party in the next
city and state elections.

Good. Good.

Let them run a magician
for district attorney.

See if he can get
convictions without evidence.

[chuckles] I-I just don’t
understand you, Rudy.

When you took office,
I thought you were bright,
ambitious.

That’s the impression
you gave the whole party.

Just as ambitious
as the next man.

And you haven’t shown it.

Why? Because I haven’t got
an indictment against Davis?

Let’s not forget Stillinger.

He’s not as smart as Davis,
or as quiet.

Mac keeps him under control.

Mac?

Your friendship is showing.

Do us both a favor,
will you, George?

Don’t mention that again.

I can’t help it.

You see, I’m...
not running for office again.

With any kind of a showing
you could be elected
mayor next year.

You’re still a young man.

A good job here might put
you in line for governor.

Now, don’t you think
I know that?

Rudy... there’s another way.

One that will protect
all of us.

Like what?

Step aside. Make a public
admission of your friendship

and disqualify yourself
from the case.

Let the governor appoint
a special prosecutor.

No.

Be sensible.

People will admire
your loyalty to a friend.

If he’s convicted,

you’ll get credit
for not helping him.

The answer is still no.

I’ll do my own job.

I hope you know
what you’re doing, Rudy.

But if you don’t get
an indictment

and a conviction this time,

you’re through.

I’ll just be
a couple of minutes.

You wait here for me,
all right?

That mayor’s got you jumpy.

The whole case
has got me jumpy,

if we got a case.

I just want to check and see
if Heinz is OK.

[footsteps approaching]

[knocks on door]

[Cox] Heinz?

Heinz.
It’s Mr. Cox, let me in.

Talk again.

[Cox] It’s me, Mr. Cox.
Open up.

J-Just a minute, Mr. Cox.

What’s the matter with you?

I-I thought it might be
a trick.

I thought it might be
Mac Davis.

Now, listen, don’t you go
getting yourself worked up
over nothing.

We just moved you
in here last night.

-He can’t possibly know--
-H-He can’t, huh?

That’s very funny,
Mr. Cox.

That’s real funny.

Take a look.

"To M.D.
With gratitude. 1944."

Where did you find it?

On the table.

How...?

You went out, didn’t you?

Well, I had to have
a drink tonight, didn’t I?

You didn’t leave me anything.

And one of his runners
must’ve spotted you.

You gotta help me,
they’re gonna get me,
I know it.

Calm down. Calm down.
That’s not Mac’s way.

But he’s not alone.
There’s Ernie Stillinger.

Ernie Stillinger is no--

Oh, I gotta get out of town.

Listen, that is all
you have to do,

and you will get yourself
killed.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Now, listen to me.

Look, maybe you’d better come
down to the city jail with me.

No.

You’d risk your life
for that booze, wouldn’t you?

Well, you go out
on the street again,

and it will be
your obituary.

What am I gonna do?

You are going to stay
right here where it’s safe--

-Uh.
-Get yourself locked in.

I’ll call and have guards
based around the house.

Will you?
W-Will you do that?

And don’t you go out.

If you need anything,

you send the landlady.

All right, Mr. Cox,
anything you say.

Are you going to be
all right now?

[scoffs]

And don’t open this door
for anyone except me.

Right. Anything you say,
Mr. Cox.

How is he?

He’s drunk.

[engine starts]

[Cox] Well, have
a good weekend, Cliff.
What’s left of it.

[Cliff] See you Monday.

[car driving away]

Hi, beautiful.

Are you going someplace?

It’s the club dance tonight.

Don’t tell me you forgot.

I’m afraid I’ve had
too many things on my mind,
dear.

I don’t think you have
to shave again, do you?

And the Appersons have been
waiting for us since 8:30.

Honey, could we possibly
skip this one?

Oh, Rudy,
it’s Madge’s birthday.

Honestly I am... just beat.

Between this gardening
and this thing downtown...

Goodness, can’t you ever get
a weekend off?

Why don’t you go ahead and say
I’m stuck with work
or something?

Oh, no, darling.

What? They’d believe it.

You work twice as hard
as you have to.

[chuckling] Got an argument
about that from the mayor.

He says I am
"not ambitious."

Are you sure
you don’t mind if I go?

No.

Wake me when you come in.

[Cox] Have fun.

[doorbell ring]

Hello, Rudy.
Long time no see.

What do you want, Mac?

A little talk
with an old friend.

I’ve got nothing to say
to you.

I have something
to say to you.

-What’s the matter with you?
-Open your jacket.

Open it!

[giggling] I haven’t used
one in years.

I wouldn’t even know
where to look for it.

Yes.

You hire boys to do that
for you nowadays, don’t you?

[Mac] I’m alone.
I even parked my car
around the corner.

[Cox] Why?

In case you have
nosy neighbors.

[chuckles] That’s better.

Where’s your wife?

She’s out for the evening.

How about a cup of coffee?

Sure. I was just fixing
a sandwich.

[Mac] Good, I’m starving.

What do you want, Mac?

I want you to drop it, Rudy.

I can’t.

Why not?

You haven’t got anything.

No?

Is that why you tore
Heinz’s room apart today?

You’re dreaming.

[Cox] Am I?

Got a match?

What happened to that lighter
I gave you?

I lost it.

Not up at Heinz’s,
by any chance?

OK, I was there.

But only to get Stillinger
off his back.

-You got the lighter?
-No.

Why not?

I didn’t think I should take
property that wasn’t mine.

Yeah.

I remember when you gave
it to me.

All right, I’ll say it
for you, Mac.

For saving my life.

It was a memento.
I appreciated it.

I’ve often thought
of that night in Germany

when you dragged
me across that field.

-We were lucky.
-You had guts, you--

you didn’t have to do
what you did.

So, I did it.

That was then.

But now I’m tired.

I’ve come a long way
since those days,

and so have you, Rudy.

But, as I say,
I’ve had it.

I know you don’t have
much of a case,

but Ernie’s scared silly.

He’s all for getting
rid of Heinz.

-You want that heated up?
-No.

The thing is this.

There’s a reform element
in this town that’s howling
for my scalp.

It’s a big vote, Rudy.

Enough to get you into the
governor’s mansion someday.

Maybe.

So you’ll keep on trying,

and maybe one day
you’ll get a case.

But I’m getting too old

and comfortable
to do a stretch.

I’ve made my pile.

I’m fixed for life.

And I want to get married.

You’ll never get married,
Mac.

You’ve been a bachelor
too long to submit now.

A laugh, isn’t it?

No, this is the real thing.

She’s different,
she’s got class.

She’ll marry me
if I get out of the rackets.

What do you mean?

I mean I’m getting out.

I’m dumping
the whole organization

in Ernie’s lap.

Washing my hands
of the whole thing.

-Isn’t it... too late?
-Not if you lay off.

I’m getting out,
That’s what a good D.A. wants,
isn’t it?

Yeah, yeah.

So it won’t benefit
you politically

because you won’t have
the chance of sending me up.

But that’s not gonna stop
you from being governor.

You’re gonna make it.

-I know.
-Thanks, thanks.

But on somebody else’s back,
eh, Rudy?

For old time’s sake.

[sighs]

[chuckles]

I told you, Mac,
I owe you my life.

I’d appreciate it
if you got me that lighter.

Kind of a memento,
like I said.

[laughs]

Glad to.

Good night.

[Mac] Oh...

I’d invite you to the wedding,
but it wouldn’t look right.

You know what I mean.

Good luck just the same,
Mac.

So long, Rudy.

Regards to the bride.

-Morning, Ms. Cox.
-Hello, there.

Sorry to bother you
on a Sunday, Mr. Cox,

but something’s happened

I figured you’d want
to know about right away.

Well, I want to get
this weeding done today,
lieutenant.

You like begonias?

Oh, yeah.

Dear, would you excuse us?

[Mrs. Cox] Officer,
would you be so kind

as to turn the water off
for me?

Thank you.

What I came about is
that witness of yours

in the vice case
involving Mac Davis

and Ernie Stillinger.

-You mean Heinz?
-Yes.

He’s dead, Mr. Cox.

They shot him last night
about 10:00.

He was in his room.

You sure about that time?

No doubt about it.

His landlady went out
to get him a bottle of gin.

When she came back
15 minutes later, he was dead.

So Ernie Stillinger
finally got trigger happy.

Well, we figured it was
either bound to be Ernie
or Mac.

But it looks like Mac.

We found Mac’s cigarette
lighter in the room

with his name engraved
on it.

And the bullet
we dug from Heinz

came from a gun
owned by Mac.

Well...

Ernie could’ve used
Mac’s gun.

Sure, that’s circumstantial.

But there’s the matter
of the alibi.

Ernie has a couple of boys
who’ll swear

they were playing cards
with him last night.

What about Mac?

Well, that’s the only thing
that’s got us stumped.

Either he’s bluffing,
he’s crazy,

or he’s got the best alibi
in the world.

Mac said he was in your house
with you last night

at the time Heinz was shot,
Mr. Cox.

And...

wha-what time do you say
that was?

[lieutenant] 10:00.

-Are you holding Mac?
-Certainly.

He must be
out of his mind to think

he could get away
with an alibi like that.

You know something,
lieutenant?

I haven’t seen that man
since I took office.

Then we’ve got him
this time.

Dead to right.

Yes.

Yes. I believe we have.

Thank you, Mr. Cox.

-Lieutenant.
-Yes, sir?

Uh, don’t... step on
the begonias on your way out.

Yes, sir.
Goodbye, Mrs. Cox.

I’m afraid we didn’t show you
all of that story.

Unfortunately,
Helen discovered

that two coffee cups
had been used

the night before
and became suspicious.

And to save his marriage,
poor Rudy had to tell
the truth.

Of course,
his career was ruined,

but that’s the way life is
on television.

Have you ever observed

that catastrophes
usually come in threes?

If this is true,

another commercial
must be on the way.

I shall rejoin you as soon
as it seems prudent.

Thank you
for your kind attention.

The garrulous Mr. Lloyd
is no longer with us.

He has answered
a higher calling.

Next week we shall return
with another story.

Until then... goodnight.