All language subtitles for Beyond A Reasonable Doubt

I pronounce this man dead.

Another one for Thompson.

You don't think much of the D.A.,
do you, Austin?

On the contrary.

He is an extremely able man.

Then why are you always attacking him
in your editorial page?

Because I think he is trying
to reach the Governor's chair

over the bodies
of executed men.

I'm fighting against
the capital punishment.

That's why I wanted you to witness
that execution.

After you've seen one, you...

Ever meet Thompson?

No.

He just came in.

Good.

Guess I'd better go and
say hello to Austin Spencer.

You're looking for trouble?

Why wait for tomorrow's editorial?

Might as well hear it now.
Join me?

No thanks. I'll read it
into tomorrow's paper.

Hello, Roy.

Good to see you, Austin.

I'd like you to meet Tom Garrett.

Here is our District Attorney,
Roy Thompson.

- How do you do?
- Join us for a moment?

Thanks.

- Will you have a drink?
- No, not now.

I enjoyed your novel very much,
Mr. Garrett. Congratulations.

Thank you.

I guess you're very pleased
with yourself.

Not particularly.

Why should I be?

Peters committed a murder.

And it doesn't bother you
to send him to the electric chair?

I presented certain facts to the jury.

They decided, beyond a reasonable
doubt, that he was guilty.

The law says he must be executed.

There were no eyewitnesses,

no direct testimony establishing
his guilt.

Only circumstantial evidence.

Which you handled masterfully.

You don't mean to say
Peters was innocent, do you?

He might be.

The jury didn't think so.

Roy, I've sat in too many Courts

not to know than an able and persuasive
prosecutor like you

can make a jury believe something
is a fact when it isn't.

Especially as the defense attorney
wasn't as capable as you are.

Would you have Mr. Thompson
ignore circumstantial evidence?

No, not at all.

I just think the State shouldn't
take a man's life in such a case.

In fact, I'm not sure life should be
taken in any event.

There are six States in this country
that don't have capital punishment.

But this State does.

And I'm sworn to uphold
the laws of this State.

Good to see you, Austin.

I'm very happy to have met you,
Mr. Garrett.

My pleasure, sir.

He is friendly enough.

Why not? I've always been fair to him
personally in the paper.

We just don't agree on capital
punishment, that's all.

Well, let's face it, Austin.

This argument has been
going on for centuries.

And I doubt that you or Mr. Thompson
are going to settle it.

I think I can

but not just by talking about it.

I've got to be getting back
to the office.

Joe?

- Can I drop you?
- No, Susan promised to meet me here.

You two are beginning
to sound serious.

Any objection?

If I had, I wouldn't have let you
leave the paper

when you wanted to write that novel.

What has that got to do with it?

My daughter has expensive tastes.

I don't think you'd have made much
progress on the salary you got from me.

Hello.

Hi.

I couldn't reach the top of his head.

You didn't try very hard.

If you two can spare me.

We'll manage.

See you later.

Thank you.

Would you like a drink?

No thanks.

Thank you.

Well...

What would you like to do?

I feel like dancing.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon?

- I'll take you dancing tonight.
- I feel like dancing now.

All right.

Where?

I've never been to your apartment.

Aren't we all little mixed up?

That's supposed to be my line.

But you never used it.

Next month, we'll make you
a June bride.

- Let it ring.
- Go ahead and answer.

I'll go home and get ready.

- I'll get rid of this and drive you.
- Never mind, I'll take a cab.

Hold on a second, will you?

What time shall I pick you up tonight?

About 8.

And tell her you're spoken for.

Hello?

Yes.

It works too!

I couldn't spend the rest of my life
watching you search for matches.

Beautiful.

And so are you.

I'm glad you two finally set a date.

I'm afraid we might have
to postpone for a while.

That telephone call was my publisher.

He hit the ceiling when he found out
how much progress I hadn't made.

What has it got to do
with your being married?

He wants the book right away.

So I'll have to bugle down
and get it written.

It might surprise you to know that there
are successful writers who are married.

But I'm not a successful writer yet.

One book doesn't prove anything.

That's why the second one
is so important.

I'll have to concentrate on it.

You can understand that,
can't you, Austin?

Yes, you can't afford to let down
after your first book.

I hope you understand.

Of course I understands.
I wouldn't dream of forcing you

to do anything you obviously
don't want.

- Susan!
- Yes?

Darling, I love you very much

and I want our marriage to start right.

And the only way is to finish
the book first.

I couldn't write if I were distracted.

And being married to you
should certainly distract me.

Are you trying to tell me that,
if we were married,

you'd be too distracted to write.

I should certainly hope so.
But I'll try to get used to it.

All I'm asking you is to postpone it
for a little while.

I'll finish the book,

and then we can start together
with nothing on our mind

but ourselves.

Write fast, will you!

I've been thinking about what
you said at the club today

about death penalty.

You get engaged to my daughter and all
you can think of is capital punishment?

I'm serious, Austin.

I haven't been able
to get it out of my mind.

You mean that you agree with me?

I'm not sure about that

but the idea that an innocent man
could be executed

bothers me.

That could be a good story
for a book.

A fictitious story wouldn't
prove anything.

It could only be proven by a fact
that no one could deny.

How?

By having someone whose innocence
I knew and could prove

arrested, tried and convicted
for a murder he didn't commit.

It wouldn't be possible if the police
had any real suspect.

In a big city like this,
homicides occur quite frequently.

Sometimes the police is
completely baffled.

They have no clues,

no suspects,

nothing to go on.

I believe in such a case
it would be possible

for an innocent man
to plant evidence

that would lead to his arrest,
trial and conviction.

A case like that doesn't come up
once in ten years.

You say a case like that doesn't
come up once in ten years.

Yet, here it is!

A burlesque dancer found strangled
with a stocking

in a ravine,
just outside the town.

The police apparently have no clues.

And you think we could have
someone who's innocent

arrested, convicted and
sentenced for this?

Don't you?

I don't know.

But I admit that if we pulled it off,
that'd make a great story.

Who could we get for a guinea pig?

You.

Me?

Why not?

It requires someone with
imagination, ingenuity,

someone who would be believable
as the unwilling victim of circumstances.

You could do it.

That's a weird, crazy idea.

But maybe that's the reason
it intrigues me.

What about the risks?

There wouldn't be any.

Of course you might be acquitted.

But if we're lucky,
you'll get the chair.

That's the part that bothers me.

That is where I would come in.

After you're convicted,

I would reveal the details of our plan.

I have some standing
in this community.

You would be pardoned automatically.

You make it all sound very simple.

It would be.

Everyone knows that I've been trying
for years

to have that law on capital
punishment changed.

Of course, we might be criticized
for the way we do it

but that wouldn't bother me
if we accomplish something.

How can we be sure
the police have no suspects?

That's easy.

Charlie Miller.

Yes Sir.

Just a moment.

Yeah, the Patty Gray case.

Lieutenant Kennedy has got it.

Looks like a good story.

Can you find out what they really
have on it, if anything.

I think so but Kennedy will go
off the record for the time being.

That's all right. We'll cooperate.

But I want to know
step by step what they're doing.

Yes Sir.

If they haven't got a suspect,
we'll give them one.

We've got fifty suspects.
That gal kept pretty busy.

The guy at the stage door
couldn't keep track of them.

Any prospects among them?

It doesn�t look too good.

We've got a few descriptions
we're checking out now.

The only thing we really know is that
she lived alone in a rooming-house.

- There's a strange thing about that.
- Why?

After her body was found,
we went over her room.

It had obviously been ransacked.
We couldn't find a thing.

No letters, no papers,
no address book.

No fingerprints. Nothing.

The girls from the club
are here, lieutenant.

Send in...
Joan Williams first.

Miss Williams.

Sit down.

At one time, you lived
with Patty Gray. Correct?

- You two were pretty good friends.
- I hardly knew her.

How did you come
to be living with her?

When I came to town
to work at the club,

a few weeks ago, I didn't have
any place to stay.

Patty offered to let me live with her
if I paid 15 dollars a week.

I think she needed the money.

You moved out a few days
before she was murdered.

Why? You two have a fight?

Oh, no.

She just came home one night
and told me to get out,

just like that,
for no reason.

- I thought she needed the money.
- That's what I thought too.

I asked her about it.

She just laughed and said
she didn't need my...

my lousy 15 bucks any more.

She had an awful lot of money
with her that night.

Did she say where she got it?

She didn't say anything.

She just told me to get out.

Is there anything you can tell me
that would help us to find her murderer?

Oh gee, I wish I could

but I'm afraid I can't help.

Like I said, I've only been here
a couple of weeks.

This is only my first job.

Thank you for coming in, Miss Williams.

Send in those two other girls.

What do you want with us?

I'd like to ask you girls
a few questions.

- In the middle of the night?
- It's a quarter to three.

We are artists,
we need our sleep.

Yeah, we've got to keep in shape.

- You�re doing a very good job.
- Thanks.

What about some breakfast?

Yeah, what about some coffee?

What? no doughnuts?

- No doughnuts.
- Thanks.

For this, you need a knife and a fork.

You girls shared a dressing-room
with Patty Gray.

What sort of a girl was she?

- All right, I guess.
- All right? She was a creep.

What d'you mean, a creep?

A creep, a conniver, a tramp.

What about her private life?

Nobody knew much about that, but she
wouldn't have won no popularity contest.

If nobody knew about her,
why was she so unpopular?

It was like this, she was that kind
of people,

when you knew her a little,
you didn't like her.

You had to know her real good
to despise her.

We're trying to find out
who killed Patty Gray.

If there's any cooperation
you can give us...

For Pete's sake, tell him. I can't stay
and have any more of this coffee.

There's nothin' to tell.
I didn't even have a good look at him.

- Who?
- The guy who picked her up

- the night she was bumped off.
- Somebody picked her up?

Yeah. Patty and me left the club
together that night.

There was a fellow waiting for her
in a car. They drove off together.

What did he look like?

He was sort of average build.

He had a grey tweed topcoat
and a brown hat and

he was smoking a pipe.

Did you see his face?

They drove off too quick.

What kind of a car
was he driving?

It was sort of a
dark, new

sedan. I don't know what kind.

Did you get the license number?

What for?

Well, it's six days.

And the police apparently don't have
more now than when they started.

Only a vague description of the man
who picked her up that night.

You think they'll be able to develop
anything from that?

I doubt it.

That's not very much
of a lead to work on.

Well, I think I'm ready
to risk it now.

What about you?

I can easily make myself the man
in the grey coat and the brown hat.

I even drive a dark, late model car

Now we must remember this:

any evidence we plant

must be things that could happen to
any innocent unwitting suspect.

What about Susan?

Do we let her in on this?

I'd rather not.

If you're arrested,
the police is certain to question her.

Under pressure,
she might let something slip.

Seems like an awful thing
to do to her.

She loves you, Tom.

- She'll never believe that you did it.
- I hope you're right.

If I know Susan,
she'll even try to help.

Then you'll see that she won't try
to help too much.

If she starts to fight for me,

we might a little difficulty
in getting me convicted.

So, what's the next move?

What about an evening
of cultural entertainment?

Didn't a couple of these girls share
a dressing-room with Patty Gray?

Yes, that one, Terri LaRue
and this blonde, Dolly Moore.

How do you know?

Charlie Miller said so.

May I take your things?

Any time.

The hat!

What impression did you get
about this girl from Charlie?

So-so. No genius,
but not too stupid either.

What will you have?

Do you have a suggestion on how
I may meet miss Moore?

The artists don't date
with the customers.

The artists eat in the joint
across the street.

Scotch and soda please.

Oh, I'm sor...

Drunkard!

Terribly sorry.

Having a good time?

I'm sorry. Really.

- I was only trying to help.
- Who? You or me?

Could I pay for the damage
I've done?

That's the least you can do.

It's very embarrassing.
I don't have much money with me.

What did you know!

I'm sorry.

Could I get in touch with you?

You've touched enough already.

I apologize for the trouble
I've caused you.

I think he is a doll.

Crum!

Grey tweed looks particularly
well on you, sir.

That's fine.
I'll take it.

How much is it?

- That'll be 39.50
- I'll just wear it.

There you are.

Thank you, sir. I'll have your change
and receipt in a moment.

It's okay?

Wait! Why don't you get yourself
in the picture? In the mirror.

That's a good idea.

This ought to be about right.

Can you direct me to miss Dolly
Moore room, please?

- Room 2.
- Thank you.

All right, girls. On you go.

Hi.

- I'll be back in a couple of minutes.
- I'm looking for Dolly Moore.

You again!
Get lost!

I hate to bother you.

But I told you I want to pay
for the outfit I ruined.

So, if you told me how much it cost.

I don't remember but it was a very
expensive outfit, of course.

Of course.

Would a hundred cover it?

It probably cost more

but I'm not greedy like some girls.

I'm sorry I lost my temper but...

my performances are very tiring.

I can imagine.

Just to show there are no hard feelings,
will you let me buy you dinner?

Well... I mean... I don't usually...

I understand.

Have you ever been
to the Continental?

Hey... I heard it's a very classy place.

It's very nice.

Would you like to go tomorrow night
after work?

Say... you're all right.

So are you, Dolly. I'll pick you up
after the show tomorrow.

Good night.

Goodbye.

- Hello, darling.
- Hello.

Darling, you look
absolutely wonderful.

You've been neglecting me. I want to
show you what you've been missing.

What can I fix you to drink?

Oh... Sherry?

- How is the book going?
- Coming along!

But there's an awful lot
of research involved.

I'll try to take your mind off it.

What would you like
to do after dinner?

I know what I'd like to do

but, unfortunately,
I've got to get back to work.

You asked me to write fast,
remember?

- I wish it were finished.
- So do I, darling,

I don't enjoy it any more than you do.

Do you believe that, father?

I would hate to think
he was having a good time.

Hello!

Oh, hi!

May I wait in here for Dolly?

If you're in a hurry,
I'm ready to leave.

- Thanks for the offer.
- Any time.

- Cigarette?
- No thanks.

What's this?

Body make-up.

Do you all use the same kind?

Why?

I just wondered
if Patty Gray used this kind.

- Yeah. Did you know Patty?
- No. I was just curious about it.

Her hair wasn't the same color
as yours and Dolly's.

How do you know it wasn't?

Her pictures were all over the papers.

Lot of good that publicity
does her now.

- Give me a hand, will you, honey?
- Sure.

It's more trouble getting into this
than getting out of it, eh?

That's true.

- Hello Dolly.
- You two havin' a good time?

I was just entertaining him
while you were gone.

I can do my own entertaining.

Can't I?

Quote- A rising young author
whose initials are Tom Garrett

has been seen lately in several spots
with a dazzling blonde.

He was at the Continental
the other night.

We wonder what Susan Spencer
thinks about this.

Unquote.

Is that your idea of research?

Nothing for you to get upset about,
believe me.

No. It's perfectly natural for you
to celebrate our engagement

that dazzling blonde.
Did you two have a good time?

I'm trying to write a book.

About women?

Actually, that's part of my work.

Oh, Tom, I'm hardly a prude and
I think I'm reasonably modern.

If you're giving your ego
a workout having a flame,

have fun.
But dishonesty, not with me.

Susan, this is something
I have to do.

Give me one good reason why.

I can't explain it now

but you'll understand later.

Just trust me.

You were on page four
three weeks ago,

and you're on page four now.

You're not a slow writer,
you just don't write.

You must listen to me,
there's a point to all this.

I've just gotten it. You�re obviously
distracted enough without me.

So I'll make things easy for you.
You wanted a postponement?

Well, dear boy, you've got one.

She was pretty sore.

It's no fit of temper,
she means it.

I know, but what can I do?

We agreed not to tell her about this.

True, but I don't to see your happiness
or yours jeopardized.

Neither do I.

I think it will be all right
when we tell her what we're doing.

Are you sure this where
they found her?

Oh, yes.

Enough pictures of it in the papers.

They found the girl's body down there.

I hope the police finds it.
I'm sentimental about it.

Can you see the date of the newspaper?

If I get close enough.

Let's see...

They ought to find it in there.

When shall we start
working on the car?

Tonight,
after I've had dinner with Dolly.

Has she seen you in the coat
and the hat yet?

She will tonight.

There you are.

Pretty good.

Thanks for dinner.
Sorry I haven't got more time.

What about later? The night's nice.
We could go for a drive.

- Sounds great.
- Hey you two, break it up.

We gonna be late.

Go along!
I'll pick you up later.

- Good night, Terri.
- Good night.

Want a candy?

Hey Terri,
quit digging the scenery.

I thought we were late.

How much do you know about that guy?

He's the best score I've made
in a long time.

Maybe you shouldn't get so

so chummy with him.

And give you a chance to move in.

I'm not kidding.

You ought to be more careful.
Remember what happened to Patty.

Oh, come on!

Notice what he was wearing?

A grey tweed topcoat.

A brown hat.

And what about that new
black car he drives?

Now you ???

This guy got a lot of class.

If he's got class,
what is he doing with you?

There's something wrong with me?

I didn't mean it like that, Dolly.

No?

Oh honey, you figure it out.

A guy shows up out of nowhere.
Goes on the make.

With his looks, what's he shopping
in the basement for?

- Why, you...
- He's the two aspirins I owe you.

Now my credit's good.

You're seeing him later?

He did ask me to go for a ride later.

Yeah... Just remember
the last ride Patty took.

I guess it won't hurt to play safe.

But if you try to move in,
I'll put you in bandages.

I'll call that lieutenant Kennedy.

The police will surely look for
Patty Gray's fingerprints.

As we can't get hers,
it should make them suspicious that

they can't find any fingerprint at all.

It will give them
something to think about.

I bought this body make-up today.

Here's a dated pay slip.

Keep it with the pictures.

Ready?

Just a second.

I'll rub most of this stuff off.

I'm sure enough will stay in the seams.

All true?

Not quite.

It's pretty good.

Here's a very important little item.

I hope it's the right size.

Hold it.

Well...
That should do it.

You'd better take that
bottle of make-up, that rag

and those gloves when you go.

I can't have them found around here.

Okay?

Tom...

Are you sure you want
to go through with this?

We're into it too far.

I couldn't back out now.

Lieutenant, if the guy is o.k.,

I don't want him to get sore at me.

We'll be as discrete as possible.

You just act normally
and don't be afraid.

we'll be watching you every minute.

What are we doing here?

It's a nice view from up here.

I thought you might like it.

Yes, it's very nice.
Let's go back.

What's your hurry?

I'm tired.

Just relax, you'll feel better.

I don't want to.

You will.

Stop it!
Let me go!

All right, unwind.

What do you want?

Lieutenant Kennedy, Homicide.

You've been asking me questions
for four hours now.

We're investigating a homicide,
Mr. Garrett.

I've been telling you I didn't know
that girl or anything about her.

What were you doing Wednesday evening

the 9th of this month?

That's almost three weeks ago.

Not a very long time.

Can you remember what
you were doing that night?

I am asking the questions, Mr. Garrett.

I can't recall what I was doing.

Try.

- I think I went to the movies.
- At what time?

I went to the late show,
at about 11 o'clock.

Then I got home and went to bed.

What has it got to do with all this.

Did you go alone?

- Yes.
- Can you substantiate this?

I told you I went alone,
how could I substantiate it?

You will have to take my word for it.

Thank you, Mr. Garrett.
Please wait outside.

- Are you through with Dolly Moore?
- You can send her home.

Watch your step on this case, Roy.

Meaning what?

Garrett is Spencer's
future son in law.

Everybody knows Spencer's been opposing
you on capital punishment.

If the idea ever gets started
that you're prosecuting Garrett

to get at Spenser...

This case can be the biggest step
I've ever made if I handle it right.

And I will.

I'll get you coffee if you want some.

Thanks, I don't expect
to be here that long.

Take him downstairs, Joe.
Pete's waiting to book him.

- You're booking me, Thompson?
- That's right, Mr. Garrett.

- For what?
- Suspicion of murder.

I wear a grey topcoat,
drive a black car,

and a burlesque dancer gets suspicious

and for this,
you're booking me for murder.

- There's more to it than that.
- What more could there be?

I'm not going to try the case here.
I'll do that in Court.

Let's go, Garrett.

x

You know
that Tom has nothing to do with this.

If you're honest, you'll insist that
the police finds the real murderer.

No newspaper can do that.

Once a case starts,
we can't take sides.

We just report.

- I don't understand your attitude.
- It's quite simple.

I don't want to prejudge this case.

That's what trials are for.

Did you run down his background?

Yeah, went to college in Michigan.
Good record.

Ran out of money and had to quit.

Worked in a Chicago newspaper
before he worked for Spencer.

Quit to write a novel.
Hit big with it.

None of this helps us much.

Maybe you ought to have a talk
with Spencer and his daughter.

I wish you'd ask someone else
to do that, Roy.

Why?

I used to know Susan Spencer.
We went together for a while.

- What happened?
- Nothing happened.

I guess she wasn't interested.

Were you?

And still?

Well, she'll understand.
You're just doing your job.

Sure.

This is very difficult
for all of us but

if you can shed any light on this case.

Did you have any reason to suspect

Garrett's relationship with Patty Gray.

- Certainly not.
- I know nothing about it, Bob.

I know you think I'm trying
to protect Tom

but I have no reason to do that.

You're engaged to him.

No, we broke it up
long before it happened.

Why?

Nothing to do with the case,

but I realized
he wasn't the man for me.

What reason could he possibly
have for such a crime?

Thompson believes that Garrett had
a clandestine affair with this girl.

She resisted or he couldn't get rid
of her and he strangled her.

That's ridiculous.

I admit I'm disillusioned about Tom
for personal reasons but

he's certainly no murderer.

I must tell you that a gold lighter
with the inscription "From Tom to Susan"

has been found near the ravine
where the girl's body was discovered.

Do you know anything
about this lighter?

I gave that lighter to Tom.

Will you help me if you can?

Neither Susan nor I
have any information

that would substantiate
Tom Garrett's guilt.

Forgive me for troubling you.

I'm sorry, Susan.

Goodbye.

Murder, after all,
can be committed by anyone,

rich or poor,

successful or unsuccessful,

famous or unknown.

I will demonstrate to you
that Tom Garrett,

successful author,
is in fact a murderer.

That beneath his intellectual
and cultured exterior,

he was moved by brutal impulses

which induced him
to commit,

deliberately
and premeditatedly,

a particularly vicious murder.

I shall prove it,
as the law requires,

beyond a reasonable doubt.

Before Patty Gray
was murdered, she told you

she didn't want you
to room with her anymore.

You also testified that she had
quite a bit of money with her.

- Is that correct?
- Yes, Sir.

She took it out of her purse
and flashed it around in front of me.

How much money would you say she had?

I couldn't say for sure,

but there must've been
at least 2 or 3,000 dollars.

- Did she say where she got the money?
- No.

All she said was:
"Wouldn't you like to know?"

I told her I would,
but she still didn't tell me.

There you are, my dear.

Things didn't go too badly today.

Particularly when I made it
clear that Tom's gray topcoat

is a popular, ready-made model
worn by thousands of other men.

And those two dancers
didn't help Thompson's case, either.

I tried to point out that
Terri Larue's description of the man

who picked up Patty Gray
could apply to a lot of men.

I think you made your point.

They're showing highlights
of the trial every evening.

Let's see how it looked today

following the testimony of Terri Larue,

the last person to
see Patty Gray alive,

District attorney Thompson
put John Higgins,

a police laboratory
technician, on the stand.

I ask you, as an expert
of the subject of fingerprints,

If it is likely that in
the ordinary cleaning of a car,

all fingerprints would be removed

from the interior
and exterior surfaces?

I think that would be very unusual.

In other words,

cleaning a car in such a manner

would indicate
a desire to remove fingerprints

rather than any passion
for cleanliness. Is that correct?

I object, your honor.
This is not proper examination.

The district attorney's attempting
to draw a conclusion from the witness

I withdraw the question, your honor.

This is a conclusion
which should be made by the jury.

Thompson has a great talent for making
minor points seem important.

Later in the day,

Thompson recalled
Dolly Moore to the stand.

The technician of the
police department

has testified that traces of makeup

were found in the seams
of the upholstery

of the defendant's car.

This makeup has been identified
as Foster's makeup number 9.

Do you know
what brand of makeup Miss Gray used?

Foster number 9.

To your knowledge,
did she ever use any other kind?

No, sir.

We have presented
highlights of today's session

of the Garrett trial.

Seems to me that Thompson didn't
make very much of the body makeup.

Yes. That worries me.

I didn't expect him
to make so little of it.

He must have something up his sleeve.

And when did you give
this lighter to the defendant?

May 7th.

Well, only two days
before the murder of Patty Gray.

What did the lighter cost?

275 dollars.

Do you recall when you
last saw this lighter

in the possession
of the defendant?

Miss Spencer, I ask you again,

when did you last see this lighter
in the defendant's possession?

I...I don't remember.

I don't know how it got up there.
I'd lost the lighter.

Whoever found it must
have dropped it up there.

It has been testified that Patty Gray
wore a brand of makeup,

particles of which were found
in your car.

Was Patty Gray ever in your car?

She was not.
I never met her in my life.

Dolly Moore has been
in my car several times.

She's a performer,
wears body makeup.

I guess the makeup
must have rubbed off her.

I'm sure that explains it.

It has also been testified

that the man seen
driving off with Patty Gray

that night was smoking a pipe.

Do you now or have you
ever smoked a pipe?

I have never smoked
a pipe at any time.

Then you want us to believe

that you lost this
gold cigarette lighter

between the time
Miss Spencer gave it to you

and the time Patty Gray was murdered.

- The space of only two days?
- It's true.

And am I right that
you and Susan Spencer

became engaged two days
before the murder of Patty Gray?

I don't see what one thing
has to do with the other.

Oh, might there
not be a connection,

if, for instance,
you had to get rid of Patty Gray

in order to fulfill
your commitment to Miss Spencer?

Your honor, I object strongly to this.

All right, Mr. Wilson.
I withdraw the question.

Did you file a claim
with the insurance company

for the loss of this valuable lighter,

which you now allege to
have lost so innocently?

No, I guess not.

Yesterday's transcript.

Mr. Garrett...

Yesterday,
in attempting to explain

the absence
of fingerprints in your car,

you testified, and I quote...

"What is so unusual about that?

"I am very fussy about my car,

And I keep it clean
at all times." Unquote.

That's true.

Well, Mr. Garrett,
with such a fetish for neatness,

how do you explain the fact
that a woman's stocking--

One stocking--was found
in the glove compartment of your car?

Some time ago, a lady friend of mine

got a bad run in her stocking.

She took it off and put it
in the glove compartment.

Who was the lady?

I don't remember.

I believe it was someone
I met at a party.

I merely drove her home.
I didn't really know her.

You've testified, Mr. Garrett,

that you never smoked a pipe.

- That's right.
- You sure?

You may have forgotten.

I'd certainly remember
whether or not I'd ever smoked a pipe.

Really? Perhaps not.

You can't even remember
what you were doing

the night Patty Gray was murdered.

I told you what I was doing.
I went to the movies.

Oh, of course.
You went to the movies, alone.

- That's your claim, isn't it?
- It's the truth.

Is there a pipe smoker
among the gentlemen of the jury?

Will you please fill and
light your pipe for us?

Stand up so they can all see.

Oh, one moment, please.
May I?

You'll recall it's been testified

that the man last seen
with Patty Gray on that night

was smoking a pipe.

Now, please note
the circular brown stain

On the back of this match cover
just used by your fellow juror here.

You'll also notice similar
stains on these match covers,

which were found by the police

in the home and the garage
of the defendant after his arrest.

And you have never
smoked a pipe, Mr. Garrett?

I told you that.

I do have visitors
occasionally, however.

Some of them smoke pipes.

I guess that would explain
how the match covers became stained.

I doubt it, Mr. Garrett.
I doubt it very much.

Now, Mr. Garrett,
miss Williams has testified

That Patty Gray had a considerable
sum of money with her,

Perhaps as much as $3,000,
two days before she was murdered.

Have you any idea
how she might have obtained it?

How would I know?
I've told you a hundred times,

I don't know anything
about Patty Gray.

But our investigation
of your bank records

discloses that two days
before Patty Gray was murdered,

You withdrew
the sum of $3,000 from your account.

Did you give that money
to Patty Gray?

I certainly did not.

Then why did you withdraw the money?

Not that it's any concern of yours,

but I withdrew the money
to purchase an engagement ring.

How do you explain
that three days later,

you redeposited $2,800?

Did you purchase
an engagement ring for $200?

I didn't purchase an engagement ring.

My engagement was...

postponed.

Are you sure you didn't withdraw
that money to give to miss Gray?

and after murdering her,
ransacked her apartment,

Reclaim what was
left of the money, and redeposit it?

That's absolutely untrue.

It was just an awful coincidence.

Another coincidence, Mr. Garrett?

Apparently, that's your explanation
for all the evidence in this case.

Well, now, let's
move on to another, uh, coincidence.

Other than Patty Gray
and Dolly Moore,

Can you tell us what other
female theatrical performers

have recently been in your car?

Patty Gray was never in my car.
I told you, I never even met her.

Ah, yes, yes, you did
say that, didn't you?

Well, other than Dolly Moore,

what other female performers
have recently been in your car?

There were no others.

With the court's permission, I would like
to excuse this witness temporarily

and recall Miss Moore
to the stand.

You may do so.

Miss Moore, please.

You realize, Miss Moore,
that you're still testifying under oath.

Yes, sir.

Miss Moore, the defendant has testified
that the particles of body makeup

which were found in his car
must have rubbed off you.

Don't you believe it.

I always take my body makeup off
before I leave the club.

I see.

Was this Miss Patty Gray's habit also?

No, just the opposite.

She always waited
till she got home to take it off.

The body makeup, I mean.

Thank you, miss Moore.

The jury has been out
since early yesterday.

After being locked up
for the night,

They resumed their deliberations
early this morning.

Although there
has been no indication

when they will be ready
to render their verdict,

it is the feeling of most observers
who have followed the trial

that a decision may be
expected some time this morning.

Court sessions
usually open at 10:00,

But before 9 a.m.,
spectators and the press

had already begun to
congregate at the courthouse.

The trial of Tom Garrett has attracted
increasingly wide attention.

At the time of his arrest,

Garrett was at work
on his second novel.

And so, the fate
of Tom Garrett today

rests solely in the hearts
and minds of 12 jurors.

Hello, Jonathan.

Hello, Tom.
Don't get up.

- The jury still out?
- Yes.

Relax, Jonathan, you're not on trial.

Getting upset's not
going to help at all.

They've been out two days now, almost.
I'm worried.

So am I, but I can't do
anything about it.

Neither can you, so take it easy.

What's the trouble, Jonathan?

I've never seen you like this before.

You've got enough troubles.

Come on, something's on your mind.
What is it?

I didn't want to bother you with this.

But you'll have to know sooner or later.

Something terrible has happened.

Austin Spencer was killed
this morning in an automobile accident.

That's impossible.

It's a great shock to me, too, Tom.

He's got to be alive.

I wish he were,
but we just have to face it.

He can't be dead, Jonathan!
Everything depends on him.

- I don't understand.
- Austin's the only one who knows

I didn't kill this girl.
He knows the whole story.

What are you talking about?

He was in on it from the beginning.

We planted all the evidence together

after the girl was killed.

The lighter, the makeup,
the stocking, everything.

It was all part of a plan we had...

And in view of this extraordinary
revelation by Mr. Garrett,

I respectfully move
that this case be reopened

for the submission of new evidence.

Your Honor,

This is obviously the frantic effort
of a desperate man.

It is highly significant that
the defendant comes up with this incredible,

fantastic story of an alleged plan now,
after Mr. Spencer's death.

To reopen the case now,

on the grounds presented by Mr. Wilson

would be a travesty
of our judicial process.

The state vigorously
opposes such a motion.

I'm inclined to agree with
the district attorney, Mr. Wilson.

However, the court
is deeply cognizant of the fact

that a man's life is at stake here.

I'll give the defense an opportunity

To present tangible, corroborative
evidence in support of this motion.

The verdict of the jury will be withheld

until I make final ruling
on this motion tomorrow.

He said the pictures would be here.
There's no reason for him to mislead us.

Are you sure he said the safe?

He said he'd seen your father
put them there.

Austin may have taken them to
the office. Let's check there.

Let's check his desk first.

Rise!

This court is now in session.

Be seated.

The defense has failed
to indicate to the court

that it is able to present
any further testimony

which could properly
be considered new evidence.

The motion to reopen is denied.

Bring the jury in.

Have you reached a verdict?

We have, your Honor.

What is your verdict?

We find the defendant guilty
of murder in the first degree.

Tom, I've got to know the truth.

I can't take any more lies.

I'm not lying, Susan.
There were pictures.

Your father even wrote dates and places
on the back of the pictures.

This plan, whose idea was it?

I believe he mentioned it first,

And then the idea began to intrigue me.

Don't you believe me, Susan?

I don't know what to believe now.

Do you think I could
have killed that girl?

No, I never thought so, but...

perhaps I can't face the possibility

that someone who had been so close to me
has done such a thing.

I've never done anything
to make you doubt me.

There were pictures.

Find them, and then you'll know
I'm telling the truth.

I hope so.

Come to think of it,

Father did behave rather strangely
at the time of Tom's arrest.

He was very fond of Tom, and...

and yet he...

He didn't seem as surprised or disturbed as he should have been.

as he should have been.

If was almost as if...

as if he were confident,
as if he knew something.

If what Tom says is true,

that could explain it.

Might be.

But if it is true
and there were pictures,

what happened to them?

You've searched the house, the office.

Father would never
destroy the pictures.

Unless...

Unless he had them with him in the car
at the time of the accident.

They were photographs, all right,

But they're charred beyond recognition.

The lab couldn't
determine what was on them.

But there must be negatives.

My father always used one
of those self-developing cameras,

And there are no negatives.
But, surely, isn't this enough?

No, they're just
remnants of photographs.

But now we know he's telling the truth.

They could be pictures of anything.

Tom's always been
insisting that there were photographs,

But he couldn't possibly have known
about the pictures in the car.

That's more than
just a coincidence, Bob.

You might be right.

But, officially,
the situation hasn't changed.

You still don't have any real
evidence to back up his story.

If you love someone,
you must believe in him.

I understand how you feel, but

But these charred photographs do not
prove Garrett's innocence legally.

They do for me, and
I'll start from there.

I must see him, Bob.

I'm afraid you can't now.

He's being transferred
to the State prison.

But that's less than an hour from here.

A new prisoner in...death row

can't have visitors the first week.

You didn't run much of a story
on the denial of Mr. Garrett's appeal.

What was there to say?

We can only report that they denied it.

Oh, but I want more than that.

Use the newspaper
in every way you can:

editorials, feature series,

anything to arouse public opinion
in support of Mr. Garrett.

Miss Spencer, your father
told us to handle

this case the way we would normally.

I don't know how he would
have felt about our taking sides.

I own this newspaper now.

Not that I'm qualified to run it,
I don't intend to.

My father made provision in his will
for a committee to run it.

But the executor is in Europe
and won't return for some time.

Meanwhile, the will can't be probated.

That leaves things pretty much
in my own hands.

I'm willing to take
the responsibility but

I must insist you do as I say.

Well, that's quite an editorial.

Even Austin Spencer
never went that far,

and that's the girl you
were once interested in?

- I still am.
- After this?

Don't you have any doubts
about Garrett's guilt?

None at all.

I've never doubted it,
neither did the jury.

They do now.

I read those interviews
with the jurors.

I know all about
the petitions and telegrams

pouring in for Garrett.

But that's because that girl

has used the paper to arouse
everyone's emotions.

And she's even got you all steamed up.

What's more important, she may even
get under the governor's skin.

I understand he's been following
the case quite closely.

That's why I can't let myself
be swayed emotionally.

Whatever happens in this case

has got to be based
on facts and the law,

not on how people feel.

Yeah, that might be.

But it might also be that you're hanging
yourself politically.

You could end up as popular
as poison ivy at a picnic.

I can't help that.

If I retreat now just because
of public pressure, I'm dead.

Wounded, maybe.

You're not dead till
the governor pardons him.

We've still got another
week before the execution.

I want to know more about Patty Gray.

Her last job was in Kansas City.

Start there and work back to
her first job in Miami if you have to.

Why?

If we could find
any possible connection

between Garrett and
Patty Gray in the past,

the governor couldn't
possibly pardon him,

in spite of all the artificial emotion
Susan Spencer's stirring up.

You're beating a dead horse, Roy.

Nothing about this case
will be dead until Garrett's executed.

Get started.

I've tried everything.

I talked to
the governor personally.

He wouldn't do anything?

He'd like to, but

he says he can't without new evidence

Or some other valid reason
for him to step into the case.

I even tried to get him to postpone it
to give us more time.

But he won't do it without
a recommendation from Thompson.

Thompson!

He wouldn't lift
his little finger to help me.

Maybe Susan can do something
through the paper.

I'm afraid not.

Allen Kirk, her father's executor,
has returned from Europe.

He's in charge now.

Tomorrow night.

What time?

11:00

A little out of your territory
in Miami, ain't you?

Yeah, a little.

You remember a girl
by the name of Patty Gray?

There are lots of girls.

Why expect me
to remember their names?

Well, this one worked here
for you some time ago.

What did this mouse look like?

All right, girls.

Oh yeah. Her!

Six, seven years ago.

Some dish.

She sure could throw it around.

What did she do?

She was a waitress.

But with a build like hers, she was
wasting her time waiting on tables.

Gave her a chance to show what she had.

Worked out great.

Guys were drooling
all over the place.

Yeah, Patty Gray.

Then this was her first
dancing job, huh?

Sure. I gave her her start.

I even named her.

You mean her name wasn't Patty Gray?

You kidding?

You know what this cookie's
real name was?

Emma Blucher.

How about that?

Burlie queen named Emma Blucher.

She have any family?

Nah, she was an orphan or something.

What about her friends?

Friends? Emma?

She was out to take everybody.

She didn't miss an angle.

She even tried
to put the squeeze on me.

I gave her a fast brush.

Served her right, getting mixed up
with Mike Robinson.

Robinson?

Who is he?

Played the drums in a band
I had working here.

Emma tried to play him for a sucker.

But he was too much for her to handle.

He gave her a real rough time.

In what way?

Oh, if he didn't like something,
he'd rough her up.

Sometimes he'd rough her up for nothing,
just to keep in practice.

She finally beat it out of here
one night, to get away from him.

Leave it Emma.
She took off with all of his dough.

Mike was really fried.

Said he'd get her
if it was the last thing he did.

Uh, rum and coke?

No, just coke, thanks

Did he ever find her?

Don't know.

Never heard from him again.

Is this Robinson?

Nah.

Mike was kind of blond.

Little skinny guy.
But real rough.

Do you ever remember
seeing this man at any time?

Nope, never seen him.

- Say, what's this all about?
- Oh, just curious about Patty.

Is the kid in trouble?

Not anymore.

As far as Garrett's concerned,

I couldn't find any connection
between him and this girl,

Either when she was Patty Gray
or Emma Blucher.

Then does this mean
the governor might postpone the execution?

If Thompson recommends it, he will.

After all,
this is the first possible suspect

we've had with a motive.

But that doesn't mean
Tom will be set free.

No, but it'll give us time
to run the thing down.

Thompson started a tracer
on Robinson yesterday,

as soon as I phoned him from Miami.

You know, it's strange,

I never thought I'd be leaning on you,

relying on you like this.

I'm not sure I deserve it.

I'm very grateful to you.

Forget it.

Yes?

Are you alone, Bob?

No, Roy, Susan Spencer is here.

What is it?

Mike Robinson died 4 years ago
in Chicago.

I'm sorry, miss Spencer.

Excuse me, Mr. Thompson

but Jonathan Wilson
is very anxious to see you.

You must forgive me,
Roy, for barging in.

Allen?

Oh, Susan.
I'm glad you're here.

This is Allen Kirk,
Austin Spencer's executor.

He's preparing the will and

Well, Allen, maybe you'd better
tell him about it.

Mr. Spencer's personal
and business affairs

were quite considerable
and involved, as you may imagine.

We had to get Court orders
to open his various deposit vaults.

In one of them,
we found this envelope.

It's addressed to you.

"This document is hand-written by me

"For delivery to you in the event that
Tom Garrett shall have been convicted

"for the murder of Patty Gray,
subsequent to my death."

"...under oath."

Is there any question about this being
the handwriting of Austin Spencer?

Absolutely none.
It's definitely his.

Well, it's all here.

The dates, the places,
the explanations.

He kept a written
and photographic record

of everything he and Garrett did.

Garrett has been telling the truth.

He sent a recommendation to the governor
for pardon immediately

and notified the press.

Trying to save face at the last minute?

Oh, no, I'm sure he was sincere.

He even made arrangements
for us to meet here

so I could tell you about the party.

Very big of him.

Oh, don't be bitter.

Don't be bitter?
If Thompson had had his way,

He would have kept
this thing pinned on me.

But it's all over now.
Be grateful, darling.

I told him from the start
I'd never even met this girl

If Thompson hadn't been trying
to make a name for himself

over my dead,

He would've admitted
he was wrong a long time ago.

He should've been trying to find out
who really killed Emma,

instead of putting me
through all this.

I don't have anything
to be grateful to him for.

How did you know the girl's name was

Emma?

I read it in the newspaper.

It hasn't been in the newspaper.

I must've heard it from someone.

You killed that girl, didn't you?

Look, this girl,

A long time ago,
I was just a kid... We...

I had to marry her.

I found out later
that it was just a trap.

I never lived with her.

I gave her all the money
I could raise,

and she promised to go
to Mexico and get a divorce.

I never saw or heard
of her again.

Until she came back,

after my book was published.

And then I found out
she hadn't divorced me at all.

But all you could
think of was murder?

I didn't, at first.

I didn't even think about it.

And then your father started
talking about capital punishment,

and all of a sudden, I realized

he was showing me a way
I could get rid of her

without any risk.

We had our whole lives ahead of us

That's what I was trying to save.

And I did.

I thought you were innocent.

You would've fought for me anyway,

if you'd known why I did it.

I... I don't know what I would've done.

Darling.

I know what you've done for me,
what you've been through.

Please. Please let me go. I...

I can't think.
Please let me go.

I called the prison,
but they said you'd left.

I thought you'd want to know...

the governor has called
a press conference at 9:00.

He'll officially announce
and sign the pardon then.

In less than an hour,
it'll all be over.

How did he take it?

I'm glad you're here, Bob.

You've done a lot for me.

I wanted to help if I could.

Why?

I guess for the same reason
that you wanted to help Garrett.

You know how I feel about you.

If I were accused of a crime

and you thought that I might be guilty,

that I wasn't the same person
you thought I was,

would you still help me?

How could I love you
and not do anything I could?

Anything?

Even if you believed

that I committed murder?

What is it, Susan?
What's wrong?

You've helped save the man you love.

This should be
a very happy moment for you.

The man I saw in prison
wasn't the man I loved.

He was a stranger,
someone I never knew.

What happened at the prison, Susan?

If something important happened,

you can't keep it to yourself.

Oh, please, Bob, please.

In half an hour, Garrett will be free.

If he's pardoned, he can never
be tried again, nor punished.

If you know something,
you must speak now,

no matter how much it hurts.

State prison.

I can't. I can't.
I can't do it. I can't.

State prison.
Hello.

Hello. This is the State prison.

Nice smile, Governor.

Are you going to resume
with your writing, Mr. Garrett?

Well, I suppose so.
That's the way I make my living.

What about you and Miss Spencer?

Hello.
Yes. Who is this talking?

Just a moment.

It's for you, Governor.

Hello?

Are you quite sure about this?

Is Miss Spencer with you now?

I see. Thank you.

Warden, have Mr. Garrett
taken back to his cell.

There will be no pardon.

Guard, take Garrett back to his cell.