All language subtitles for The.Depraved.1957

(gentle ACOUSTIC music)

( pet CF-eco tuner sound effect)

Laura!

Laura!

So there you are.

What is it, Tom?

A job for you.

(footsteps)

What are we trying to do?

Pulling the records back. Pulling the record

player near where I sit.

Why?

Because I like it that way.

(footsteps)

That's how women should be.

Quite a change for you, Laura.

I've done everything

since the servants left,

or hadn't you noticed?

I'd noticed the

servants don't like it here,

we do without them.

Of course, the faithful Tonyo stayed,

and he had to be fired.

I still don't know why you did that.

Don't you?

Look, my dear, when a

man's wife spends the time

driving around alone on

the sofa, it looks bad,

don't you think?

It has to be stopped.

Come back.

Come back, I said.

Put those damn things down.

(door opens)

Stay with me for once,

you're my wife, aren't you?

I thought you were busy.

I was.

Escaping from reality.

What are you doing?

Reading.

Reading what?

A magazine.

Escape.

Let's escape together, Laura.

The mountain, Spain, Madeira.

I'll call an agency tomorrow.

We'll take a plane to Madrid.

Spread our wings, eh?

Couldn't you mean it for once?

That's right.

I married you to look out to this house.

You stay, little bird.

"E" Docs" )

Oh, I beg your pardon, ma'am.

What do you want?

My car ran out of gas down the road.

Could I use your telephone, please?

Certainly. Come in.

Thank you.

Takes two gallons

just to turn the starter.

Would you mind using the extension phone?

It's in here.

Oh.

Sure.

I wouldn't have

bothered you at all, ma'am,

but I'm attending, Lee, and I'm late

getting back already.

It's no bother.

Thank you.

No, it's just my luck.

My car runs out of gas, and I'm alone.

Better luck next time.

They must have blown a fuse.

Can you fix them?

Oh, sure. It's a cinch.

You got a flashlight?

Look in your drawer under the window.

All right.

Hold it.

Oh, we soon fix that up.

I think the fuse is in here.

Oh, yeah.

There's the fuse wire.

Funny that fuse should go just like that.

Who else is in the house?

My husband.

Excuse me.

[door opens]

Could you come, please?

Are you calling me, ma'am?

Yes. Would you come to help me?

For sure.

Something's happened.

I must have got an electric shock.

It threw him back, and

he hit his head, I guess.

Yes, he was doing

something with the record player.

He-- he's not dead.

No, he's coming around now.

You know, in all the

best first-aid books,

it says you got to give him

a lot of hot, sweet coffee,

but he doesn't look

the type for much coffee.

You better keep him warm

and get him to bed, though.

Can I help you?

No, no. Just show me the way.

You're all right.

I'm all right.

I'm very grateful, Major.

Me, too, for the promotion.

It's Captain, Captain David Dillon.

Laura Wilson.

May I use the telephone now?

Of course, Captain.

Well, I'd be the fair-haired boy.

I've got to ask him to send some gas.

Wait. If you're in a hurry, take my car.

The camp isn't so very far away.

You've had enough

trouble for one night, ma'am.

I'm not using it tomorrow.

My husband has his own.

That's very nice of you.

It's the least I can do.

I'll get the keys.

Thank you.

Does he get like this

often, your husband?

It's his way of escape.

Escape?

I don't get it.

By the way, Captain, would you mail this

letter for me, please?

Oh, yeah, sure.

And there's a live wire hanging loose.

You better get that phonograph fixed.

I'll call someone tomorrow.

I'll show you where the car is.

Oh, bother.

I can find it if you'll

tell me where's the garage.

All right. It's at the end of the house.

Thanks.

Well, it'll be all right to bring the car

back tomorrow night.

Fine.

Good night.

Laura?

Laura?

[horn honks]

Oh, Captain, the lift-out.

Anything else, sir?

No, thanks, Sergeant.

That's all.

Oh, you got any more

of that stuff, Sergeant?

No.

Hi, Roy.

- How's Trix? - You're late.

I'm sorry.

It's after 1, and I'm tired.

You were supposed to

take over at midnight.

I said I'm sorry, Roy.

And cut the Roy

stuff. It's Major Callaway.

Yes, sir. Major Callaway.

I suppose you've been giving

one of the local gals a break.

What do you do as long as

you don't do it in my time?

Well, you have to do

something around here.

Anyway, my car ran out

of gas down the road.

- Is that on the level? - Yeah.

Okay. You're in for an easy night.

Only Copland. He's missing again.

Missing? That's about

the fourth time, isn't it?

Boy, my time. Oh, by the way, the Colonel

set the date for maneuvers.

Oh, great.

Cure for boredom. We're all ready for a

little action, but right

now, me for bed. Good night.

Yeah, well, don't be late in the morning.

Here you are, Captain.

Good luck, yes, Sergeant.

Did you hear about the maneuvers?

Yes, I heard.

Good evening. Captain Dillon.

Oh, yes, Captain. Brought your car back.

Thank you. I'd have been in

real trouble if you hadn't

loaned it to me. They were

pretty sore back at the pace.

Laura! Oh, he sounds okay now.

Who is this Laura? It's the Captain who

helped you last night.

Well, for him, take, bring him in.

Come in, Captain. Thank you.

You're the company's secretary. We want to talk to you. We'll be right back. Thank you. You're the company's secretary. You're the company's secretary. Come in, Captain. Thank you.

You're the company's secretary. What do

you think I'd pay you for? Hold on.

Sorry. I'm on the phone. Come in.

Captain Dillon, my husband. I'm Wilson.

How do you do, sir? How do you do?

I gather we met last night.

I was a bit off-color. Go in.

Yes, Marshal. Don't fuss, ma'am. The

business could not...

What do you think you're doing? Let's go.

Get Mr. Dillon a drink.

The business can run

itself if it's me, sir.

Mr. Dillon, please.

I'll come in sometime.

No, no, not tomorrow.

So you're in the army,

eh? Professional soldier.

Yeah, I stayed in.

Man of war, eh?

I'm a pacifist, you

know. Here's to peace.

Yeah, and all that goes with it.

Marshal, I'll be in later this

week. I'll trouble in the car.

You seen much action, Mr. Dillon?

It's Captain Dillon.

The Italian campaign, mostly.

Italy, eh? How do you like it?

Nice people, the Italians.

Man of opinion. We had an Italian

chauffeur until recently.

Tony, I came from Sicily.

I wouldn't know.

You want to kill a man, Mr. Dillon?

Tom.

Well, did you?

Did my job.

Could I have a little

more soda in this, please?

Only due to all this killing.

I think you'd better forget that soda. I

have to be running along.

Now, sit down, sit down.

I've got a little

theory about war, Mr. Dillon.

You wouldn't run away

from a theory, would you?

Spout your theory, Mr. Wilton.

I believe that when a man learns to kill,

he becomes an animal.

After that, he's never completely human,

completely civilized.

I can't go along with

you on that, Mr. Wilton.

No. You can't even hold a loaded gun

without treating the power to kill,

and with the power,

the wish comes easily.

A soldier waits for his orders.

Really? That's the popular

conception I believe otherwise.

Here's your drink, Captain.

Shall I get you a sandwich?

No, thank you.

See?

Even I feel different.

I've never used a gun.

Is that thing loaded?

Well, of course it is. This is the lonely

part of the country.

Even a pacifist must

protect his own home.

You shouldn't fool with a loaded gun.

What's the matter, soldier?

Perhaps you'd feel better behind it.

You made your point. You'd

better put this thing away.

You know, there's an old Chinese proverb.

You don't make nails with your best

steel, and you don't make

soldiers of your best men.

Why say things like that?

I didn't. The Chinese

did. Have a drink, Dillon.

No, thanks. I have to be on my way.

Perhaps you don't

like a civilized company.

I'll take the animals.

Sleep tight, Mr. Wilton.

Running away, Mr. Dillon?

I can always come back.

Captain.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, I'm sorry, too.

I shouldn't have blown my top

like that, but you needled me.

Are you going to be all right?

I'm used to it.

Look, I'm probably stepping out of line,

but I'd like to see you again sometime.

Laura.

Under different circumstances.

Laura.

Good night, Captain.

Why not call me Dave?

Laura!

Good night, Captain Dillon.

Good night. (Door opens and closes)

(door closes)

(upbeat music)

(yelling) - Take the floor! - And a

transport column, Colonel?

We have a transport column situated about

here, companies C and D,

both to meet the artillery at that point.

Well, I think that

covers everything, gentlemen.

If you know more

questions, you're dismissed.

- O'Calloway, I want to see

you in a minute. - Yes, sir.

This maneuver is not going to be very

popular with the local

residents around here.

Heavy trucks on the move all night, lots

of men on the field.

There's bound to be some

unavoidable inconvenience.

That's right.

I thought it might help to maintain good

relations with the people who live here.

- And if I gave a little party... -

Sounds a good idea, sir.

- Where would you hold it? - The

officer's club, Saturday the 17th.

Now, it's a question

of these invitations.

This is how I want them worded.

I want you to draft out a guest list,

Calloway, and make sure the

invitations go out in time.

Yes, Colonel. I'll get

on with it right away.

- Oh, hi. - What do you

know? We're holding a party.

- We are? - For the local people.

- Keep them happy about maneuvers. - Oh.

I want Westcott to send the invites.

- Get me Lieutenant Westcott. - Yes, sir.

- Roy. - Yeah?

Don't you think that job should be

handled by a little higher rank?

- No, it's not that important. - Oh,

really? I'd like to do it.

Okay.

- Cancel that call to

Westcott. - Yes, sir.

Come on in the office.

All right, Hogan. Roll some

fresh music in that piano.

- We got some work to do. - Yes, sir.

All right, take this down.

Edit "Colonel's Party guest list."

And the first name...

"Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Wilton."

- How's it going, Corporal? - Oh, a

couple of thousand more

should say it finished.

Good.

- You going off duty now, sir? - Yeah.

- Sorry, I couldn't help that. - Oh, I...

But we wanted to put you to...

- Oh, and here's the

ice, the... - What the hell?

Back of the car, shot down on the...

- On the last... - The

ice, sir. I couldn't help it.

You okay? You want to put me on the...

Don't wanna do...

(door opens)

(door opens)

♪ (soft music)

- Anyone home?

♪ (soft music)

(gasp)

- The front door was open.

- Oh that was Tom.

- Isn't he around?

- He won't be gone long,

he's getting the car service.

- Going away, huh?

- Yes.

- Will he be back Saturday, do you think?

- I think so.

- I have here an invitation.

Would you like me to read it to you?

"Colonel John C. Whittaker cordially

invites Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Wilton

to attend an informal

party at Camp Denningley

on Saturday the 17th at 8.30 p.m.

R.S.V.P."

Oh don't you want to see it?

♪ (soft music)

- Are you kinda ready

with those things on?

He's away tomorrow?

I get off at four, what do you say?

- No.

- What do you got to lose?

(tongue clicks)

- We'll see at four.

♪ (soft music)

(knocking on door)

- Thanks.

- Major Kellaway?

Yes sir?

Yes I'll check.

Right away sir.

(door opens)

The Colonel wants to know if we have a

man on the battalion

that knows something about locomotives.

Something to do with the maneuvers.

- It'll be in the 201

file in the other room.

- Let's go see.

- The sorting

machine's still out of order.

Do you realize how many

men there are in this outfit?

It could take hours.

- The sooner we get started, the better.

Okay.

- I got an appointment

in a couple of minutes.

Why don't you let me go?

You can get a clerk to help you.

- Maybe we better do it.

What's your rush anyway?

Truck driver.

- Goodrich.

Hey Roy.

- Yeah?

- Corporal Goodrich,

occupation sighting engineer.

- Sighting engineer?

- It has to do with

railroads, doesn't it?

Railroads means locomotives.

- I guess so.

- Well, that means we got what we want.

- Maybe we should see first.

- Oh see nothing,

that'll keep the current--

- Hey Dave, wait a minute.

- Bye Roy.

(door closes)

(engine rumbles)

(door creaks)

(door creaks)

- Well, that is nice.

Just like the first time, the same dress.

- I'll get you a drink.

- Hold it.

He'll hit you.

(soft music)

You like scotch, don't you?

With lots of soda.

- Laura.

May I ask you a question?

- Why did I marry him?

For money.

- You don't pull any punches, do you?

- I think it's been done before.

- Why do you stay married to him?

- He won't divorce me.

(soft music)

- May I have the pleasure of this dance?

(soft music)

(soft music)

- I don't know how long I

can go on in this house, Dave.

- You still want his money?

- I've earned it.

- That's up to you.

- It's a dreadful thing to say,

but when he was lying

there that night, I...

- You wish he'd never get up.

- There could be another accident.

- What do you mean?

- The way he fooled with that gun,

the way he drives his car,

it could happen so easily anytime.

- When?

- Whenever we liked.

- You got any ideas?

- I never thought of it before.

- Is he made of wool?

- There's no family,

everything comes to me.

- Dave, don't you see

how easy it could be?

Like the other night, all you have to do

is make it look like an accident.

- And you want me to help you?

- I'd be free, Dave, and rich.

- Well, that was fun while it lasted.

- But Dave, I mean it.

- Yeah, I thought you'd.

- Dave!

- You've got yourself the wrong boy.

- Dave!

- Better luck next time.

(door slams)

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

(somber music)

(bell rings)

- Captain Dillon.

- Tell Major Kellaway I'm in my quarters.

- Give me an outside line.

(door creaks)

(clock ticks)

(door creaks)

(door creaks)

- Hi, Dave.

You sick or something?

- No, it's all this night duty.

- You wanna take a break?

- I'll be all right.

- I'll drive you over to

the officer's club later.

- That's fine.

- Take it easy, kid.

(door slams)

(dramatic music)

- Give me a couple of lights, sir.

- Let's see.

This time I'll be lucky for you.

- Brandi, a big one.

Boy, do I need one.

- What's happened to Major Quincy?

- Turner got myself killed.

That's what happened.

- How?

- That side rode by the river.

- Car overturned.

- That where the white fence is.

- That's it, the road turns there.

If it's only doing 30,

Nick him right up and hit me.

- Nearly got myself a free bath.

- Yeah, I know the place.

It got him out of danger.

- Damaged your car much?

Didn't do it much good.

- Could have been worse.

- I'll have a drink, please.

(door slams)

(dramatic music)

(engine rumbles)

(dramatic music)

(knocking on door)

- Can I talk to you?

You knew I'd come back, didn't you?

I've been thinking about what you wanted.

Do you still wanna go through with it?

I've got a plan.

- Sergeant, you know where you're from.

- I'm sorry, Sergeant. - I'm sorry, Sergeant. - I'm sorry. - You know where

you're from if you want me.

- Yes, sir.

Have fun, Major.

- Thanks.

- Laura. - Well, aren't you ready?

I didn't know what time it is.

- I'm not coming with you, Tom.

- Why?

- I'm not coming.

I don't feel well.

- Well, fine time to tell me.

If you always did like uniforms,

then you'll perhaps have stuff as well.

- Take the invitation.

- Well, let me in.

My Cinderella. - Goodbye, Tom. (door opens)

(upbeat music)

- This is Mrs. Beggarone.

I'm the assistant officer here.

- Hello.

- Hello, Colonel.

You Americans are such a good dog.

- Sure we can find your way to some more?

- Oh, why not have a drink?

- No, thank you.

- Oh, come on.

What's the matter with you?

Don't you want a drink with me?

Still running away?

All right.

I'll drink alone.

To the downfall of your profession.

- 20 euros?

- Oh, just some lush.

I never saw this one.

- Come on, kid.

Let's eat.

- I'm hungry.

- You're all this hungry here.

- Something involving a kid?

Does not urinate?

- I guess I'm not a boy, just for.

- I like this.

Come on.

- But I don't know how.

- I'll teach you.

- Okay.

- Oh, Miriam, Harris.

Those two leaders over

there would like to dance.

- Sit there.

- That's an order.

- An order?

- Sorry, honey.

- What if?

- Is that for you why?

- Yes

- No, I thought I missed one.

- No, come out.

- Sorry, Jack. - Long girl.

Hey, Roy, get a load of that drunk.

He's causing trouble. Don't you think you

ought to ask him to leave?

I'll have the next one.

- Hey. - Let's get up.

- Yeah. - He looks harmless enough.

Leave him alone.

- You got a light? - Sure.

See that guy at the end of the bar?

Watch him. He's

getting me a real nuisance.

- What's wrong with my money? -

Everything's overhoused.

- I'd pay my own way.

- I'll take that, sir.

- Come on. What are you going

to have? - I think he has one.

What are you going to have?

He's building up to be a mean drunk.

Colonel isn't going to like

it if there's any trouble.

What am I supposed to do?

Try and ease him out of

here. See where he gets going.

All right.

- Hey, Roy. - Roy.

Yeah, kid?

- Be lucky for me. - What now?

- Yeah, come on. - Oh, tell me nothing.

Oh, anything to make you happy.

Who says I'm leaving?

But it's for your own good.

- I may not be ready to

leave. - Where's your car?

I don't need any military escort.

Dave, we've won. Hey, Dave.

- Dave, come and get the

dough. - Tucker, help me.

Pick it up.

- Hey, Dave. - You're not leaving the party.

I'll be back in a couple of minutes.

You go home, get some

sleep. It'll fix you up.

I've healed better already.

You sure you'll be all right by yourself?

- You want me to drive you? -

I can take care of yourself.

Take it easy.

(SIREN WAILING)

He's on his way.

It'll be all right.

It's gonna be all right.

Make sure he comes to

this side of the road.

Stop, Mr.... Stop, stop!

- Stop! Tom, stop! -

Laura, what are you doing here?

I changed my mind

about coming to the party.

- About my car broke

down. - The party's over.

Will you see if you can fix it?

I'll leave it here. We'll

send someone out in the morning.

- But, Tom... - Come on,

get in. I'll drive you home.

- Well, won't you just look at it? Maybe

you can... - I'm no mechanic.

Get your things and get in.

Well, come on!

(SIREN WAILING)

(SIREN WAILING)

- Have you... - No, he's just

stumped. We gotta work fast.

Stay clear.

(GUNSHOT)

Come on, I gotta get

back before they miss me.

Well, come on!

Move over!

- What are you gonna do? -

Cover up that hole in the fence.

(SIGHS)

Now, you know what to do.

You've been home all evening, and you've

been playing your radio,

so if anybody called, you

couldn't see them. Or here.

And don't forget, you don't know me.

You've never met me, and

I've never been to your house.

But, babe, how are we gonna be in touch?

We'll get in touch with you as soon as this thing blows over. (SIREN WAILING)

(SIREN WAILING)

- Hi, Roy. - How's it going?

How about time? Where have you been? I've

been holding your money for you.

I just wanted to get a bit of air.

Grab a while you can. You

asked Judy a bit, I remember.

How can I ever forget that?

- How about you a drink?

- I ain't talking my life.

I've got you.

They want it right away, sir.

I can't let the crane out of camp unless

the duty officer signs it.

Somebody's had an accident.

- Okay, Sergeant. - Thank you, sir.

(PHONE RINGING)

Captain Dillard.

Laura, are you crazy calling me now?

Dave, I had to.

I'm all alone.

Besides, I had to know

how they found it yet.

Yes, they found it.

Oh, Dave, I'm so

lonely, I can't stand it.

Well, look, if you want somebody in the house,

why don't you get the servants back?

- The servants? - You

can do that, can't you?

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

(SIREN WAILING)

Naturally, we'll give you full

cooperation, Inspector.

Thank you. Excuse me.

Oh, come on, Callaway. Speck By the way, Dave, how about the report in

the company manoeuvre?

You'll get it.

The problem coming

through on the north road.

There'll be truck parking

alongside for maybe about...

Right in, Captain.

For maybe about 50 yards.

Come in.

That is Dylan, that is

Spectral Flynn, Captain Dylan.

- What do you do, sir? - What do you do?

Maybe you'd like to explain, Inspector.

Thank you.

Well, gentlemen, I will be as brief as

possible and come straight to the point.

As you're both no doubt aware, there was

a car accident near here last night.

That car that ran into the river, Dave.

Oh, yeah.

Yes, that's right.

Well, I'm investigating it.

But I thought it was

an accident, Inspector.

I haven't said it wasn't

major. It was merely a routine.

Just where do we come into it?

But I know who's killed. Thomas Wilton

attended our party last night.

So, you see, Major, I've

got to ask a few questions.

- And a formality. - For the record.

- Exactly. - Which is

why you and Dylan are here.

The Inspector wants to question anyone in

the cab who may have come

into contact with Wilton.

The officers who attended

the party, the Gates entry.

Yes.

I promised the Inspector the fullest

possible cooperation.

And I recommended that you

and Dylan should assist him.

I so fully appreciate your help.

I believe in assisting the civil

authorities in any way I can, Inspector.

- Regard, this is a priority

assignment, Major. - Yes, sir.

Let me know if there's

anything else you need, Inspector.

- Thank you very much,

sir. - You're welcome.

That was a big party, Inspector.

- The pleasure would

get started. - Better.

- Say, Chuck, what's going on in there? -

A regular third degree.

Hey, take a tip from me. Don't answer any

questions unless you see a lawyer first.

Lieutenant Mascard, sir.

- Mascard? - Lieutenant

Mascard reporting his order, sir.

I just want to ask you a few questions.

- You attended the

Colonel's party? - Yes, sir.

Mascard.

- While you were there, did you see

anything of Tom Wilton? - No, sir.

- Okay. - I do.

- So you left the

party at 11.30? - Yes, sir.

Can you verify that?

The blonde at the PX

can, sir. She was with me.

Okay, Lieutenant, you can go.

Right, Sergeant. That's heavenly.

Did you meet Tom Wilton?

I don't remember him,

sir. I may have seen him.

Anyone answer to that description?

Did you meet Tom Wilton?

He tried to dance with my girl, sir, but

I didn't see him after that.

- How drunk was he? - Pretty high.

But he's sleeping

near where he's doing it.

Tell all you know?

Okay, Milligan.

Did you see Wilton?

He tried to buy me a drink,

sir. I didn't see him after that.

How drunk was he?

He was pretty high, but

he knew what he was doing.

He don't know any more, do you?

Okay. Thanks, Lieutenant.

Well, we don't seem to

be making much progress.

All right, Sergeant.

Send in the next one.

Morning. What are you

doing here, soldier?

- Hoffman. - You'll see Major Kettleway.

Major's busy. He'll see me. It's about

the accident. The car accident.

Wait here a minute.

Excuse me, sir. Hoffman's outside.

Hoffman?

Claims he knows

something about the accident.

All right. Send him in.

Come in.

All right, cop. Who is

it you have to tell me?

It's about the accident,

sir, after the Colonel's party.

Where were you that night?

Absent. Hey, Wall, you know, sir.

Well, I went to see my girl, see, and her

father lent us his car.

Get to the point.

Well, we drove into town. On the way

back, we came along that

stretch of road along the river.

Just about the time of the accident.

Yeah.

Well, I saw another car.

This car, what about it?

Well, it was parked by

the side of the road.

- Is there anyone in it? - Sure.

Did you recognize anyone?

Well, no. See, it was dark, and I was

driving pretty fast.

But Louise, that's my girl. She said she

saw someone duck down behind the wheel.

Well, did you say the

time did you say this was?

Before 12, because Louise's father don't

allow her out after 12.

Not with Americans, anyway, since he

don't trust Americans after midnight.

Could you tell me the color of the car?

Like I said, it was dark, but I'd say it

was black or dark blue.

- Blue-built. - That's all you know?

Yes, sir. That's all.

Okay, Kaufman. You can go.

- Sergeant. - Yes, sir.

Okay. See, I told you.

- Well, what do you make of that,

Inspector? - Very interesting.

Doesn't mean a thing. He's unreliable.

Dave's right. He's our pitcher late,

Paul. Always breaking camp.

- Well, I didn't see the... - Kaufman's

due for a long stretch

in the cooler, Inspector.

This is his fourth time, AWOL.

He'll say anything or do anything, so

we'll keep him around

as a material witness.

- Suppose he's not lying.

- Well, suppose he's not.

He saw a car. What does that prove?

- For the moment, nothing. - Right,

Sergeant. Send her the next one.

Yes, sir.

Next?

Yep.

That's right, sir. I

left the party around one.

While you were there,

did you see Tom Wilton?

Yes, sir. I showed him to his car.

And he was pretty drunk, eh?

He certainly had a skin full.

He started to make a nuisance of himself,

and that's when Captain Dillon asked me

to persuade him to leave.

Dave, I thought you said

you didn't know Wilton.

I didn't. He introduced himself to me at

the bar, and I exchanged maybe half a

dozen words with him.

I don't call that knowing him.

So you showed him to the

car. That's right, Major.

He was in pretty bad shape. I offered to

drive him, but he

wouldn't accept any help.

Maybe if he had. That's all you know?

Yes, sir.

Okay. You can go, Captain.

My coat, Major.

Would you mind carrying on here one or

two other things I wish to attend to?

Of course.

Thank you.

Sergeant, let's have the next one.

Yes, sir?

Are you in charge here?

Yeah. I'm seeing a clerk.

I understand you were responsible for

sending out the

invitations for the Colonel's party.

That's right.

Have you a guest list?

Yes.

May I see it?

Sure. It's right over here.

What do these red crosses by

the side of each name mean?

Oh, that's just a double check. Shows

they were sent out okay.

May I keep this, please?

Oh, sure. As long as you

let me have it back sometime.

One more thing.

Were you responsible for

dispatching the invitations?

No, sir. That was Captain Dillard.

I see.

Sorry I can't help you, Roy. But you know

how I was the night of the party.

I can't remember anything.

Okay. I know. Dave, I

think I'll take a break.

Roy, where do you

think your friend's gone?

How should I know? Making

like a detective, I guess.

Thank you.

Oh, may I?

Now, these little things will be found in

your husband's pockets.

We shall be needed a bit more.

You'd like to check, then?

Is that sure that all right, Inspector?

Mrs. Wilson, one small point.

There was no notation

guard amongst these things.

Of course, your husband may have thrown

it away, but I wondered

if perhaps you had it.

Yes. Yes, I do have it.

May I see it?

Of course. I'll get it for you.

I think so. Thank you.

No stamp on the envelope.

Was it delivered by hand?

I suppose it must have been.

Oh, you didn't actually receive it, then?

I don't know how it got here. I suppose

it must have been pushed under the door.

I'm sorry, Inspector.

Yes, of course I quite

understand, Mrs. Wilson.

All this has been a

very great shock to you.

I won't
bother you any further.

Thank you very much. Good day.

Never see me out. I'll see myself out.

Thanks for the coffee.

And so you were serving behind the bar

the whole evening, Eddy?

Yes.

Do you remember serving Wilton?

He was there.

Is there anything, anything at all you

remember about him that night?

There was an old note he was carrying.

Was anybody in

particular tagging along with him?

Wait a minute.

He was serving behind the bar.

He was carrying a roll of notes.

Such a chance.

How? I mean, how are these carrying with a loose order and a laugh?

In a wallet.

Can you describe that wallet?

Yes, I think so.

It's one of those folding things.

Light tan color. Fix skin, I should say.

It's funny.

Faces don't mean a thing, but

you never forget their money.

Tell me, do you remember how Wilton

carried this wallet?

Was it in his hip pocket or his jacket?

In his jacket, I think.

Yes, that's right. In his jacket.

Thank you very much.

Okay, Eddy. That's fine.

Thank you, sir.

Can we go to your office, please, Badger?

Sure. What was that all about, Inspector?

If this was a case of murder, Major, the

motive might turn out to be robbery.

Here's a list of things

found on Wilton's body.

It doesn't include a wallet.

Could there be a mistake?

No, Major.

What's all this about a wallet?

The bar, that's all Wilton carried.

Couldn't that have fallen out

at the time of the accident?

Doors were shut and the

windows were rolled out tight.

Couldn't he have lost it before he got

into the car, in the club grounds?

It's a possibility.

Then what do you think?

I think I went
on a trip to the bar.

I think I went across the corner and

turned around and took the English.

Major Killeway.

It's for you, Dave.

Captain Gillard.

Dave, I had to call you. Are you alone?

No, no. That can't be arranged.

Doctor Flim is here asking questions.

Dave, he suspects something something to

do with the invitation.

You will, um... I can't see you Saturday.

Some day, they're always chasing him.

See, I'm pretty busy.

I didn't tell him you brought it here,

but he may have ways of finding out.

Has he, Dave? Has he?

Maybe. I'll try and

see you as soon as I can.

You'd better stay away from here, Dave.

It'll be dangerous if

you're seen coming here.

Okay, I'll be in touch with you.

Sorry about that. Do you need me anymore?

We're about finished,

aren't we, Inspector?

For the moment, yes.

Why? I think I'll go get a cup of coffee.

See you later.

You've known Gillard a

long time, haven't you?

Yeah, we trained together.

Bet again during the war.

Been together most of

the time ever since.

Comrades and arms, eh?

Find his form of friendship.

So they say.

I suppose a lot of women

would find an attractive man.

Is that his moments?

Something on your mind, Inspector?

Oh, just thinking aloud.

Psychology of the female mind. It's

always fascinating to me.

Confounded me a little, too.

Must get back to my office.

Let me know if anything

new turns up, haven't you?

Yeah, I know where to

find you, Inspector.

Incidentally, Major, did

you ever meet Laura Wilson?

May now.

Very attractive woman,

Major. Very attractive.

Back to the station.

Yes, sir. Well, soldier.

Well, I'm sorry, sir.

I thought Inspector

O'Flynn was still here.

Inspector O'Flynn?

Yes, sir.

Why do you want him?

Well, he wanted to know

about the invitations.

What about them?

Well, sir, that invitation to Tom Wilton must have been taken by hand. Come in, soldier. I think you better tell me all about it. Dave.

I had to see you.

Isn't it dangerous?

Look, the police may be onto something.

What's happened?

They're not entirely satisfied that Tom's

death was an accident.

They think he might have been killed for

the money he was carrying.

You see, his wallet is busy.

Yes, wallet. Dave, I have it.

You what?

I picked it up down there by the river.

Here it is. Do you want it?

No, you better burn it.

Destroy it. Do anything as

long as you get rid of it.

Anything for motive is robbery.

Doesn't that help us?

How does it help us?

Look, if the police have any reason to

start digging, they're going to dig deep.

They're already talking about bringing in

an open verdict at the inquest.

O'Flynn isn't

satisfied about the invitation.

Well, what will you say

when he asks about that?

I'll just have to

bluff it out, that's all.

But do you think that'll work?

Huh.

What are you doing?

He hasn't even called yet. You got out

the insurance policies.

But Dave, we've got to bluff.

You just lost your husband.

Now, we can't afford any mistakes. We're

walking a tightrope.

You've got to forget about

insurance policies and money,

and just remember that you're a widow.

Well, don't forget it.

You better go now and stay away until

this whole thing blows over.

I suppose and someone

saw you calling here today.

No, nobody could have.

I left the car in a back road and I

walked across the fields.

Goodbye, Dave.

Goodbye. (TRAIN WHISTLING)

I'd like to see Mrs. Wilton, please.

Come in.

Tell her it's me, Miss Nellow.

Thank you, Daniel.

Thank you, Daniel.

Yes?

I'm from Camp Denningley, Mrs. Wilton.

I know I shouldn't be bothering you to

tell him like this, but

there's something I have to know.

Does the name David

didn't mean anything to you?

No, I shouldn't.

Because the police aren't sure your

husband's death was an accident,

and they believe Captain Dillon had

something to do with it.

What do you mean
it wasn't an accident?

Your husband had a lot of money on him,

and so far it hasn't been found.

In other words,

there's a motive for murder.

Mrs. Wilton, I happen to know David

Dillon has been in this house.

Did you see him when he

brought the invitation?

No.

But he did bring it here.

Who did he give it to? Your husband?

Yes.

So you do know him?

Why didn't you say so in the first place?

Because I didn't want to get Captain

Dillon into any trouble.

What kind of trouble?

He owed my husband some money.

For what?

A gambling debt.

I see.

Did he come here to pay it back?

I don't think so.

Thank you, Mrs. Wilton.

That's all I wanted to know.

Good day.

(PHONE RINGING)

Well, good morning, Colonel.

Well, Major Callaway

just sent for him, sir.

Inspector O'Flynn.

Yes, I'll call him right away.

You wanted to see me, Roy.

Close the door, Dave.

Which is it all about?

Colonel's instructions.

You're confined to

camp. Pending investigation.

Why? What are you talking about?

You've not been telling the

whole truth about the Wiltons.

There's some questions

you've got to answer.

O'Flynn?

No, I went to see Laura Wilton myself.

I hoped O'Flynn was wrong.

What did she tell you?

Plenty.

But what?

That you order her husband money.

She said...

But it isn't true, Roy.

She couldn't have said it.

A gambling debt you never paid.

Did you believe her?

It all figures.

You took the invitation there.

You need them.

On the night of the party,

you've gone on off a long time.

I told you, Roy, that was

just to get a breath of air.

Okay, that's your story.

Wait a minute. Hold it.

All right, I... I lied to you.

I know it. But why?

I did know the Wiltons.

But not him, Roy. Only the wife.

A woman could say that sort of

thing on a spite to get even.

Suppose I told you that she took a shine

to me the first time I met her.

You know, the night when I ran out of gas

and was late getting back here,

she made a play for me, but...

And you said no.

Well, wouldn't that give a woman a reason

to say that sort of thing?

Maybe.

You believe her story,

why don't you believe mine?

Because it's a story, Dave.

When I went to the hustler with the guy

there, a fancy-looking chauffeur,

they were doing fine together.

An Italian?

Yeah, a Tony or something.

I'm sorry, Dave. You'll have to do better

than that with O'Flynn.

Roy, you got to give me some time.

I got to talk to you. There's

something I got to find out.

You must let me, Roy.

I can't.

But, Roy, I've got to find

out the truth for myself.

Don't you understand? I can't.

This is for you, Mary. Thank you, Madam.

And I hope you have a pleasant flight.

Thank you, Mary. Goodbye.

Bye, Madam.

- Tony-O! - Here, sir. Take some.

- Where did he go? - Who, sir?

Captain Tillam.

He took a jeep. I saw him, sir.

Get me the Wilton home.

Is there a car outside?

No, sir.

- Get one. - Yes. Tony-O, you go on and get the car.

I'll be with you in a minute.

(PHONE RINGING)

Yes?

This is Major Callaway. Listen.

Dylan's on his way over

to you. Hold him for me.

Major, does he know I

told you everything?

Yeah, be careful. But stall him somehow.

Hold him until I get there.

(TICKING)

Laura!

Laura!

Laura!

(DOOR OPENS)

Where are you going, Laura?

I'm leaving, Dave.

Don't try to stop me.

Why don't you?

(TICKING)

Why don't you?

Mrs. Woop, is he there?

(DOOR OPENS)

Dave!

Major.

Drop your gun, Dave.

(DOOR OPENS)

We're gonna need some help,

sir. Can I use the phone here?

Sure. Phone?

Extension's through there.

Stay away from the fuses, Sergeant.

(DOOR OPENS)