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("Alfred Hitchcock" theme music)

- Good evening.

I am now engaged in a new
business.

As you can see, I am the
resident barber

specializing in bloodletting.

I think it's a sad commentary on
our times

that barbers have concentrated

so on the mere appearance
of their patients

that they've neglected their
health.

In fact, they've so
forgotten their true calling

that today when one of them
nicks you

while shaving, he apologizes.

The only thing they do
that is vaguely medical

is to amputate a beard now and
then.

I haven't heard of a good
bloodletting in years.

Oh, occasionally a
gangster may be shot down

in a barber shop, but
that's not the same thing.

But enough of the miracles
of medical science.

I'm sure you are anxious to get
on

with tonight's commercials.

Here's the first one.

(gentle music)

- This is a nice quiet place.

It'll be cooler over by the
water.

- [Laura] Fine.

(birds chirping)

(tires squealing)

- You all right?

- I think so.

Oh, come on, darling, don't
let this spoil our day.

Why bother?

Look, there are no bones broken.

Come on, let's eat.

(gentle music)

(Mark sighs)

- You're not going to sleep, are
you?

- [Mark] Mm, why not?

- Food.

- Mm?

I'm not hungry.

I'll eat after I take a
well-earned rest.

- Well-earned indeed.

What about me?

- Well, you can sleep too, if
you like.

- No thank you.

I'm gonna go exploring.

What's the point of coming
all the way down to Mexico

if we don't even see the place?

- Yeah, well don't get lost,
good wives

are hard to come by, you know.

- Why thank you, sir.

- Not at all.

(gentle music)

Laura?

Pardon me, Senor, did
you see a lady up the...

(speaking foreign language)

- Ah.

No, Senor.

- Laura?

Laura?

Laura, what are you doing?

I thought you...

(dramatic music)

I've answered enough questions
now.

Are you going to let
me out of here or not?

That's all I wanna know.

- Certainly, that's what I have
come for.

- Sure, and while I've been
sitting here,

the murderer, the man you
should be looking for,

could be 100 miles away.

- He could indeed, but
I don't think he is.

- Well what about the man on the
road?

He just appeared out of nowhere

and then disappeared again just
as fast.

- People have the habit
of doing that in Mexico.

He has no particular
significance.

In any case, I have spoken to
the man.

He's not the one we're looking
for.

- Well, what makes you so sure?

- Apart from anything
else, he has only one hand.

In order to strangle
a woman, you need two.

I can assure you that
the person responsible

will be punished.

- [Mark] When?

- It'll take time, but it will
be done.

(speaking foreign language)

- Excuse me, Father.

My name is Louise Trevor.

This is my husband.

- Father.

- Laura was my sister, we
came down from New York.

- It seems to me that Mr.
Needham

is determined to seek
some kind of vengeance.

A vengeance that is not his to
take.

I think for his own sake, you
should

persuade him to go home with
you.

- Well, we tried, Father.

- If there is anything I
can do, you come and see me.

- Thank you, Father.

- Thank you, Father.

- Alec.

- Have you decided what
you're gonna do yet?

- I'm staying here.

- Mark.

Darling, he shouldn't be
by himself, not today.

- He's better off by himself
today.

- For Laura's sake, we've
got to see him home safely.

- It may mean we'll have to
stay here a couple more days.

If you think you're up to it.

(somber music)

- I suppose you're
surprised to see me again.

- Not really.

But you're lucky to find me
here.

I only come over from the state
capital

once or twice a week.

What can I do for you?

- I want to find out if
you've made any progress.

- If we had made an arrest,
I would have informed you.

- Well, I just can't sit
around the hotel waiting,

knowing that the man who killed
Laura

is probably going on with his
life

as if nothing had happened.

- Oh, I can promise you
he's not doing that.

In fact, I think I can say he
is now a very frightened man.

- What do you mean he's
frightened?

Who?

Who do you suspect?

- Calm down, Mr. Needham.

Please sit down.

Tell me, are you a gambler?

- Sometimes.

- I think perhaps on this
occasion, I will be too.

You see, there is a way in
which you could possibly help.

It will have to be entirely
unofficial.

I could hardly expect
my superiors to approve.

So if you get into any kind of
trouble,

I might not be able to help you.

Is that understood?

- Well, what do you want me to
do?

- I want you to find someone.

- Who?

- And in order to do
this, I think you should

spend some time down by the
harbor.

- What does he look like?

- That I cannot tell you.

Or rather, I prefer not to at
the moment.

- How am I supposed to recognize
him?

- The important thing is
that he recognizes you.

- And if he does?

- Then you make some reasonable
excuse

for being wherever it is that
you happen to be at the time.

Then you come and tell me.

Do not come here.

Call me at this number.

And then we shall meet
somewhere.

(gentle music)

- Excuse me, I'm making
some inquiries about...

About renting a boat.

- We don't rent boats.

- Theodore!

- Just a moment, Mother.

We don't rent boats, we just fit
them out.

Accessories.

You'll have to try below.

- Thanks, I'll do that.

(somber music)

- Come along now, dinner's
getting cold.

- Yes, yes, yes.

(suspenseful music)

(ominous music)

(gunshots banging)

- He's an American.

- Mm-hmm.

- I think he recognized me.

I remembered him right
away, he's the fella

that nearly ran us down
on the road that day.

- He's the man who killed your
wife.

- You've known all along?

- More or less.

- But you haven't arrested him?

- The fact is, Mr.
Needham, I have no proof.

- [Mark] Well then how do
you know that he's the man?

- Please, please, bear
with me a few moments.

I will try to explain.

His name is Theodore Bond.

That family has been living
in the town for several years.

No one knows exactly where they
came from.

The father is dead and Bond
claims

his family's an old and highly
respected one in the East.

He lives with his mother and
sister

and has had no sweethearts.

- That's no crime.

- I know, it's a shame, but not
a crime.

Nevertheless, it is interesting.

At least I found it so.

And I've been watching
him for a number of years.

Three to be exact.

One day about three years ago,

a woman was murdered in
Cosarito, a town down the coast.

It just happened that Bond was
visiting

the town at the time.

He had good reason for being
there,

but we questioned him anyway.

He didn't object to being
questioned.

That's what I found so strange.

It was almost as if he
expected to be accused.

- Is that all?

I mean, that's hardly enough.

- Your wife was killed by the
same method

as that woman in Cosarito.

- What do you want me to do?

- I think Theodore Bond needs a
friend.

(Mark scoffing)

If you were his friend, you
could find out more from him

than I could hope to discover
in 100 interrogations.

Besides, you're both Americans
in a foreign country,

what could be more natural?

- When he finds out who
I am, he'll run a mile.

- On the contrary.

To run would be an admission
of guilt, and he knows it.

Besides, he doesn't know
whether or not you suspect him.

He'd want to find out.

- All right.

- Good.

Be careful.

Very careful.

(gunshots banging)

(somber music)

- [Alex] Renting a boat, eh?

- Alex.

I don't know, I haven't decided
yet.

I thought you were going back to
New York.

- Oh yeah, we were.

Louise thought we might stay
on here a couple of days.

- Keep an eye on me?

- No, nothing like that.

- That's not necessary, Alec.

- I'm sure it's not.

What are you up to, Mark?

- I'm looking for Laura's
murderer.

- That's a job for the police.

- I know, they put me up to
this.

- To what?

- I can't tell you, Alec.

- Okay.

Look, why don't you have dinner
with Louise and me tonight?

Since we're in the same town,
it's silly

we don't see each other.

- All right, sure.

- Come on.

- Well look, I'll tell you what.

I'll meet you at the
motel, there's somebody

I've got to see now.

- Okay, we'll expect you.

(car engine turning over)

- Hey, I wanna talk to you.

- What do you want?

I told you, we don't--

- I know you don't rent boats.

The fact is I just wanted to
thank you

for that bit of advice
about where to get one.

I picked up a beauty this
morning.

- You'll have to excuse me,
I have to go in the back

for some supplies.

- Haven't I met you somewhere
before?

- No.

I don't know you, I don't--

- Oh no no no, I never
forget a face, never.

- No, please.

- Wait, it's coming back to me.

I know who you are.

You're the one who nearly ran us
down.

(Theodore chuckling)

- Ran you down?

- That's right, about a week
ago on the road by the beach.

Remember?

- No, you're mistaken,
I've never seen you before.

- No, I recognize your car.

And what's more, I recognize
your face.

Are you gonna admit it or
do we go to the police?

- No, wait.

Just let me think.

What day was this?

- What's the difference?

- I do remember.

10 days ago, I was on the coast
highway,

I was there on business,
and maybe it was me.

I was in such a hurry.

I remember passing a
young couple on the road.

If that was you, I'm very sorry.

(Mark chuckles)

- Now that's better.

I like a fella that admits his
mistakes.

It takes guts to do that.

My name's Mark Needham.

- Theodore Bond.

- Theodore.

I'm sorry I had to shout at you
like that,

but that was kind of a careless
piece of driving, you know.

I'll tell you what, to make up
for it,

I'm gonna buy you a drink, how
about that?

- Fine, when the store's
closed--

- No, nonsense, we go right now.

You're the first American
I've met in this place.

That calls for a drink if
nothing else.

- No, really--

- Are you trying to tell me you
don't want to drink with me?

- No, I would like--

- Well then come on, let's go.

Come on.

Come on.

- I'll ask my sister to
take care of the place

while we're gone.
- Fine.

(somber music)

- Margaret!

- Come on in, Theodore.

Have a seat.

Well now.

What are you gonna have?

- Whatever you say.

- Scotch?

12 years old.

Say when.

- Oh, when.

Aren't you drinking?

- Oh yeah, sure, sure,
but don't wait for me,

go ahead, drink up.

You know, anybody'd think
you were gonna be shot.

You look uncomfortable.

Why don't you just relax?

Would you rather have gone
to a bar or something?

- No.

- Why not?

- How do you mean?

- I mean why wouldn't you
rather have gone to a bar?

- Oh, I don't know, it's
cheaper drinking this way.

- Why?

- Well, I don't mean that it's
cheaper

drinking your whiskey, I mean
you're liable to be cheated

in bars around here, they
short-change you

if you give them half a chance.

- Really?

- Oh yes.

They're very sharp.

You see, they're very sharp,
but they don't fool me.

You see, that's why they don't
like me,

because I can see right through
them.

- I guess this must be a pretty
dull place

to spend your life, huh?

- Oh, no, I manage, I get by all
right.

- Of course you do, of course.

But it must get a little
lonesome.

Aren't there any girls?

- There are plenty of
girls, but they're no good.

- Surely some women must
be capable of real love.

- I've never met one.

- Weren't you ever in love
yourself?

- Once.

It was a long time ago.

You see, they're just out
to get what they want.

They're not serious.

I think people like
that should be punished.

- Do you?

Well now, what kind of
punishment would you suggest?

(liquor pouring)

- Where's Theodore?

- He went out, Mother.

- I can see that, but where did
he go?

- There was a man came to see
him, I don't know who it was.

Seemed very friendly.

It's nice for Theodore to
have someone to talk to.

(speaking foreign language)

- I thought we agreed it would
be better

for us not to meet here.

- Yes, but it doesn't matter
anymore.

We've got him.

I just spent the whole
afternoon drinking with him,

you can pick him up whenever you
want.

- You mean he signed a
confession?

- No, but that's not the point.

The thing is, he's about
as crazy as you can get,

and he obviously hates women.

- [Ortiz] Did you talk to
him about the case at all?

- No, I thought you'd want to do
that.

Now, do you want me to
come down there with you,

or shall I wait?

- Please, Mr. Needham, look.

We cannot hang a man for that.

- But you're gonna bring
him in, aren't you?

- What you have told me would be

quite useless in a court of law.

What we have to aim at
is to break him down.

- Well, that could take forever.

- It will certainly take time,
yes.

- Well, I'm not sure I can wait
that long.

- My superiors are anxious to
know

why I'm putting in so much time
here.

I have to leave for the
capital for a few days.

- Leave?

- When I come back, we can meet
again.

I hope you will not be so
foolish as to try to take
matters

into your own hands while I'm
away.

That could be a very grave
mistake.

(somber music)

Do you hear me, Mr. Needham?

- Hmm?

- Oh, yes.

Yes, I hear you, Inspector.

Adios.

Morning, Theodore.

How are you feeling today?

You sorta had one too many
yesterday, didn't you?

- I hope I didn't make a fool of
myself.

- Oh, I wouldn't say that,
Theodore.

- Well, what is it I can do for
you?

- Well, you could let me have 10
fathoms

of quarter-inch line.

- Done.

- And a winch handle.

- A winch handle?

- Mm-hmm.

The boat I rented has a few
items missing.

I should think this would do
nicely.

That's fine.

Fine.

- Anything else?

- Yes.

Yes, as a matter of fact, there
is.

I'm thinking of taking the
boat up the coast for a bit,

a few things I'm going to need.

I was hoping to get your expert
advice.

- Of course.

- Thank you, that's very
kind of you, Theodore.

Now, I've got to see someone
today,

but I thought maybe you could
come over

and sort of go over it with me.

It's the Nina, right
down here in the harbor.

- I suppose so.

- Fine, fine.

About 9:00 tonight.

(somber music)

- Mark.

Mark, what's the matter?

- Sorry Louise, I didn't want
that man to see you with me.

- What's been happening
to you since last night?

Where did you get to?

We waited.

- I know, I'm sorry about last
night,

I just couldn't face seeing
anyone.

I found who killed Laura.

That's right, Theodore
Bond, the man up there.

- Do the police know?

- Sure they know, they won't do
anything,

they just want to wait.

- Mark, this is their job.

They know what they're doing,
you let them handle this.

- What, and let that man
continue to run around loose?

- Well what are you gonna do?

- I'm gonna kill him.

(dramatic music)

- In case you didn't know, we
part our show in the middle,

and that is precisely
where we happen to be.

I now turn you over to your
local station.

Welcome once again to The
Alfred Hitchcock Hour.

The second half of our
story begins in a moment.

First, however, here is another
bald spot

on the toupee of television.

(ominous music)

- [Theodore] Mr. Needham?

- Down below, Theodore, I'm down
here!

- Well, here I am.

- Well, welcome aboard,
Theodore,

welcome aboard, have a seat.

Have a seat.

Yeah.

- Oh, oh no, none for me,
I had too much yesterday.

- Oh no, just one to please me.

- Well, just one.

What is it you want me to look
at?

- Oh, plenty of time for
that, plenty of time.

There's something I want
to tell you about first.

I think you'll find that
it's an interesting story,

because it's one that
could happen to anyone.

Though in fact it happened
to a friend of mine.

Or perhaps I should say someone
I used to know very well.

He was an ordinary sort of a
man,

I guess you'd say he led quite
an ordinary sort of a life.

He had friends, and
while there were probably

some people who didn't like him,

he didn't really have any
enemies.

And then one day he fell
in love and he got married,

and there didn't seem to be any
reason

why he shouldn't live happily
ever after,

as they say in the fairy
tales we used to read.

You're not drinking.

What's the matter, don't you
like it?

- Oh, yes.

It's very good.

- Ah, that's better.

Now where was I?

Oh, yes.

But you see, my friend didn't
live happily ever after,

because someone, a complete
stranger,

came along and destroyed his
happiness.

Broke his life into
little pieces, like that.

You see, this man
strangled my friend's wife.

Murdered her, what do
you think about that?

No, no, no, don't leave yet,
don't leave.

You haven't heard the end of my
story.

String along with me,
the best is yet to be.

Now you see, my friend didn't
know

the man who had done this thing
to him,

but he used a lot of time
and a lot of patience,

and eventually he found out,
found out everything about him.

Now, ironically enough,
this man kept a store

where my friend bought some
things

that were gonna be very useful

for the thing he was planning to
do.

Some rope, and an object
they call a winch handle.

And one night he got this man to
a place

where they'd be all alone.

And you know what he did then?

He killed him.

Oh.

So it's gonna be a hunt, is it,
huh?

- Oh, hi, honey.

Thanks a lot, I'll see you in
the morning.

- Darling, I've been
looking for you all day.

We've gotta find Mark.

- Why, what's the trouble?

- He's found the man who killed
Laura and he's after him.

I tried to stop him, but
he wouldn't listen to me.

- Well, where is he now?

- I don't know, I called his
hotel,

but he's been out all day.

- All right, come on, let's try
his boat.

(somber music)

- You stay here, I'll go down
and check.

(tense music)

- [Louise] What is it?

What's happened?

- I'm afraid we're too late.

There's been a fight
onboard down in the cabin.

There's a couple of scratches
up there on the deck,

like he dumped the guy over the
side.

Suppose he used this to do it
with.

- What do we do?

- We'll try and find Mark
before the police do.

Check some of the bars.

(engine turns over)

(somber music)

- He must be around here
somewhere,

unless he's gone back to New
York.

- Let's try the bar across the
street.

(people laughing and chattering)

- Something, Senor?

- I was just looking for
someone.

(dramatic music)

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

- Boyle.

- [Alex] Mr. Bond?

Mr. Bond.

- Yes, who is this?

- [Alex] I'm a friend of Mark
Needham's.

There are some things I
have to discuss with you.

I thought we ought to meet.

- Who is this?

- [Alex] Nevermind that.

I want you to come and
have a talk with me.

Otherwise I'll have to come
down and see you at the store.

- No, no, that won't be
necessary.

- [Alex] Would you prefer
I go to the police?

- When can we meet?

- [Alex] In half an hour.

- Where?

- I think the cemetery
would be appropriate,

don't you?

(phone line clicks)

(somber music)

Hello, Mr. Bond.

- Who are you?

- My name is Alec Trevor,
but you can call me Alex.

You have no idea what a
pleasure it is to meet you.

You see, I'm an old
friend of Mark Needham's.

He used to talk about you quite
a lot.

Tell me, was he actually dead
when you pushed him overboard?

Or just unconscious?

- What do you want?

- Well, that's a difficult
question.

How nice of you to ask.

Naturally I'd like to see
some kind of justice done,

but it's quite difficult to
think just how, isn't it?

Smoke?

(Alex laughs)

That's a nasty accident
you had on your hand.

- Why, it's nothing, I
cut my hand on a can.

- Well, you should take care of
it.

A thing like that can
cause a lot of trouble.

- What is it you want?

- You give me something,
I give you something, eh?

- How much do you want for that?

- $5000.

- No.

I can't, I don't have that much.

- Then I think you'll have to
get it.

I'll give you until tonight.

Say, the Florida bar?

- No, I can't, I--

- Come now, Mr. Bond.

Maybe your mother could help
you.

- You leave my family out of
this.

- 8:00 sharp.

(somber music)

- Senor Bond, this was left here
for you.

He said you could have all
you wanted, on him. (chuckles)

- Oh!

- Oh no, it's not bother.

I'll get it.

- Oh, sorry.

I am sorry.

I just can't remember a word
of Spanish when I need to.

In an emergency, I'm just lost.

- Well.

There you are.

- [Louise] Thank you.

- I'm glad to be of service.

- I think it's just
wonderful to meet someone

who speaks English in a
little place like this.

None of the other girls on the
tour

would even come this far.

Where are you from?

- I live here.

- How exciting.

- At times.

- Doesn't your wife find it
lonely?

- Oh, I'm not married.

- No kidding.

- Would you like a drink?

- Thank you.

(speaking foreign language)

(Louise laughing)

- I guess we should be doing
something about dinner,

but I'm not hungry.

How about you?

- I'm fine.

- Good.

Only one thing wrong, I
don't like this place.

- Do you wanna go somewhere
else?

- Yes!

Oh, but I wanna change.

Why don't you walk back
with me to my motel?

- Now?

- Why not?

(Louise laughs)

There.

Now.

Come on over here.

Sit down.

Make yourself comfortable.

I'll fix us some drinks.

- Don't be long.

- Do you boss all of your
women around like that?

- Don't you like it?

- I don't know.

We'll have to wait and see
how it develops, won't we?

There.

I bet you don't often
get service like that.

- Thank you.

- Is there anything
else I can get you, sir?

- A kiss.

- Oh.

Now that's gonna take some
thinking about, isn't it?

Why don't you just finish
your drink like a good boy.

- Give me a kiss.

- You're making me spill my
drink.

- But I thought that you liked
me.

- You're making me laugh.

- Come on now, just stand still.

Can't you see I'm serious?

- I know you're serious,
that's what's so funny.

- Funny?

- Yes, fast and funny.
(laughing)

(dramatic music)
(Louise shouting)

- Now we can start talking.

- No, no, please.

- You've never put on an
exhibition like this before

in front of a witness, have you?

Well, that's very cooperative of
you.

It's just what we needed.

You all right, honey?

- Yes.

- Just enough of a bruise for
evidence.

- You got her to bring me here?

You won't get away with
it, I'll... (grunting)

- No rudeness, please, Theodore.

Remember you're supposed to be
civilized.

- It wasn't my fault, she
made me lose my temper.

I'm sorry.

- Well, you may be telling the
truth,

but somehow, I don't get that
impression.

Nor, I think, does the lady.

Do you, Louise?

- You saw what happened.

- I did.

I'm afraid we have no
choice, this has to be

handled by the police.

Call them, will you, Louise?

- No please, there's no harm
done.

I told you, I lost my temper,
I've been

drinking this evening, I'm
sorry.

- That will do it, this has gone
too far.

- You don't want any trouble
with the police either.

I can get you for blackmail,
$5000.

(Theodore grunts)

- I told you before, be
careful what you say.

Maybe you'll remember this time.

- I don't understand what you
want.

I don't know what you want!

- Don't you?

You remember Laura Needham?

And that luckless girl in
Rosarito?

That's why you don't want the
police.

This is just the bit of
circumstantial evidence

they've been looking for.

This will give them the excuse
they need.

The excuse to keep you under
arrest,

to try and break you down.

Now, can you think of any reason

why they shouldn't have that
chance?

Call Inspector Ortiz.

- No, wait!

There's been no harm done.

I'll do anything.

I'll do anything, don't
let her call the police.

- Well, there's one way in
which you could avoid arrest.

There may be a small scandal
involved,

but nothing I think that would
worry

your sister or your mother very
long.

The chances are that the
newspapers

would never hear of it at all.

That is the way you want it,
isn't it?

I want you to write a letter.

(somber music)

I'll tell you what to write.

Dear Mother.

Dear Mother.

I'm afraid that what I'm going
to write will distress you.

I hope you will understand and
forgive.

I've not felt well for some
time.

You'll guess, as I did, the
cause

of the pains that I've been
having.

I'll not put the burden of
caring for me

on your already overburdened
shoulders.

I shall not have long to live in
any case.

But this is a cleaner, more
humane way for us both.

By the time you receive this
letter, I shall be dead.

- That's very clever.

- Sign it any way you'd like.

- Of course, it will be very
difficult for me to hide.

I need to disappear.

The 5000.

I don't know where to go.

- Well that isn't difficult.

You see, this latter means what
it says.

By the time your mother
gets it, you will be dead.

- No.

You're gonna kill me.

No, no.

No, don't kill me.

They'll only catch you.

No, give me back the letter.

- I'm not going to kill you.

You're going to kill yourself.

- No, you must be mad.

No, you can't mean it.

No, no, no!

- Now come on, pull yourself
together.

Now listen to me.

These are the only choices
you have left open to you.

You've killed three people.

They have enough evidence
now to bring you to trial.

And you're certain to be
convicted.

Now they'll either execute you,

or you'll die slowly in prison.

You won't like prison,
and prison won't like you.

And if you're sent to an asylum,

you'll die just as slowly as in
prison.

You'll die, but your memory will
live.

Your memory will live in
the minds of your neighbors,

your sister, your mother.

Theodore Bond, the respectable
citizen,

the affectionate son and
brother.

The strangler, oh yes,
your memory will live.

But if you kill yourself,
because you imagine

that you're incurably
ill, because you don't

want to be a drag on your
family, what an obituary.

Bond, the devoted brother and
son,

sacrifices himself, et cetera et
cetera.

Huh?

- How?

When?

- Now.

In the town hall.

(somber music)

- Alec.

You're gonna kill him.

(tense music)

- Move.

Go on.

You'd be surprised how civilized
it is.

You just put on your little
noose.

And now you jump.

- No, no, please!

- [Louise] Alec, Alec, stop!

(Theodore screams)

- Don't let him touch me!

He's going to kill me!

He's gonna kill me!

I killed them, I killed them!

- I'm sorry, I had to call them.

- I hoped you would.
- I killed them!

I killed them, help me!

I murdered them!

(speaking foreign language)

I killed them.

I killed them, I killed
them, I killed them.

I killed them!

I killed them!

I killed them!

I killed them.

I killed them.

- I know there's always more
than one way to skin a cat,

but what you have done
is highly irregular.

- You heard him, you got your
confession.

- I appreciate your help
in apprehending him.

But it's neither up to you nor
me

to decide when he must die.

- Well, the confession was all I
wanted.

I wasn't gonna kill him.

I admit, I was tempted.

I couldn't do it.

(gentle music)

- That concludes tonight's
story.

Next week we shall present
another one for your approval.

By the way, before tonight's
case was completely closed,

Alex learned to his sorrow that
one can't go beyond the law

no matter what the motive.

Before we have our final
commercial,

I would like to tell those of
you

who are interested in my
services for bloodletting

that I do not make house calls.

However, I have a trained
bat who will go anywhere.

Good night.

(mischievous music)

(dramatic music)