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Salinas, five minutes.

Ellen!

Ellen, come back here. I did what I had
to and you've got to go along with me.

No N -O. That's my answer and it's not
going to change.

Ellen, come back here.

Bert, you scream at Ellen. She never
hears you. It's not Bert, it's Mr.

It's not Ellen, it's Mrs. Payne. And
butt out of my business.

Bert, I know better than you, Ellen.

You know, I promised myself that
sometime, somehow, I'd eat breakfast to

scrimmage.

Or hit the road. Or get plastered
without you hanging over me or

my wife.

Oh, Unc, have you got a dime?

Yes.

Thank you.

Operator, this is urgent.

I want to make a collect call to a Mr.
Perry Mason at his residence in Los

Angeles.

Ellen, there is not much time.

Five after 11.

Train leaves in a few minutes.

This is the supervisor.

I'm sorry we're not permitted to give
out unlisted numbers.

But, operator, this is an emergency.

If you'll give me your name and number,
I'll try to contact Mr. Mason and have

him call you back.

I'm Mrs. Burt Payne, Ellen Payne.

Operator, I'm in a train station in
Salinas. There's no time for him to call

back. I'll try to reach Mr. Mason and
see if he'll speak with you.

No more time.

All aboard for Paso Robles, San Luis
Obispo, Surf, Santa Barbara, Ventura,

Oxford, Glendale, and Los Angeles.

All aboard!

Mr. Mason will speak with you.

Hello, Ellen.

Ellen?

Ellen?

Mel?

Well, how about that?

Real Wildcats.

Judd, take a look at the team that's
leading the league.

Wildcats?

You're a bunch of pussycats.

Tame, purring, milk -drinking pussycats.

That'll give you an idea of what the
rest of the league is like, if these

can head the league.

Bert, old buddy, why don't you make
everybody all goose -pimply happy and

drop dead?

Ha, ha, ha.

Two platoon powder puffs.

Back when I used to play ball, we used
to go out there and we busted our head

and our guts for 60 minutes.

We had a coach that'd get us so fired
up.

We're gone, coach.

Haven't hit a soft spot, have I?

You know, the only reason I don't toss
you through that window is because it...

Heaven help me, I feel sorry for you.

You and your whole team of pussycats
couldn't make one man big enough to take

on. You make me sick.

You've been sick of her since 1940 when
they took away your football uniform.

Nothing's going to get you well either
unless somebody can make you 25 years

younger. Give you some muscle to take
the place of that lard. Maybe get a

to send up a cheer for good old pile
driver Payne.

You shut up.

Don't make the mistake of swinging at
me, Bert.

I'm younger than Unc and I'm bigger than
Andy and I got a lot less patience than

your wife.

You really are a sorry slob.

For Ellen's sake, I hope somebody puts
you out of your misery.

My wife mailed me for a PTA meeting
tonight.

You lucked out.

You know it. Hi, Ellen.

Oh, come on in. Doctor, may I see you
for a minute, please?

Sure.

Doctor, I've never willingly taken a
pill in my life.

I'm just exhausted.

I'll give you something that'll help you
sleep.

Now, you take two of these tonight.

If you need them next week before the
game, try one at bedtime.

Don't worry about them. I'll use them.

Thank you very much.

I'm looking for Bert. Is he around?

He's in the lounge car, lapping it up.
Where else?

Right now, Casey, he's over his head in
trouble.

Makes his own trouble.

Ellen, look, I'm the coach of the
Wildcats. I can make myself taken when

sits on the bench and tells me what
plays to run next.

I can make myself taken when he books
train instead of plane reservations and

only tells us the last minute, but I...
I can't make myself taken when he treats

you... Please, Casey.

You have to know how I feel about you.
Not now.

Ellen, honey.

I've been wanting to talk to you.

If Casey don't mind, I'd be obliged if
you'd give me maybe five minutes.

Andy, you could talk Notre Dame into
kicking on first down.

I'll meet you in the lounge.

Oh, and Casey, it's going to be all
right.

It's taken me a long time, but I know
what I have to do now.

And I made up my mind to do it.

Listen, honey.

You and me, we've been catfishing
partners for a long time, ain't we?

Our deal.

I'll drink to that.

And practically anything else.

Hey, Ski.

Ski, do you know my old fight song?

No, I don't, Mr. Payne. Ski, I'm going
to teach you.

Around the field our team is marching,
forward to the prey.

Victory to our alma mater, cheer the
blue and gray.

I'm no cop no more, Ellen. You know, I
was 50 when I got married, and that was

nine years and five kids ago.

And I ain't saved 40 cents.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Andy Bird's not going to fire you.

That's the liquor talking.

No, he says he's made up his mind. When
we get to Los Angeles, he's going to

drop me like a hot potato.

He can't.

Down the field our team is marching.

Forward to the fray.

Victory to our alma mater.

Cheer the blue...

Everybody sings.

Down the field our team is marching.

Forward to the... What's the matter?

Can't you sing?

Oh, you're pros.

Spirit doesn't count, huh?

All you're interested in is a buck.

Casey, would you and Aunt get him to
bed, please?

You and me have to talk, partner.

Casey, get him to take these.

Your husband tell you why I'm here?

He didn't have to.

When I received this telegram from
league headquarters saying that somebody

wanted to buy 10 % of my team, I knew
who it was.

That you were still after Bert's
interests.

No, not me.

The man I work for.

Harvey Scheme.

I have always made it plain that I'd
never sell.

And I'd never approve of Bert selling
his 10%. So why are you here?

You haven't changed your mind?

Well, why should I?

That lousy, no -good, four -flushing...
Wait a minute.

You mean Bert told you I had changed my
mind?

That I approved of him selling out to
you?

He got me to stick my neck out ten miles
with Harvey Skeen.

I even brought the money in cash like he
wanted.

You just don't do that with Harvey.

One goof like this and... What are you
going to do?

I'm going to get to that drunken slob
you call a husband.

Before they can get those pills down
him.

I'll get some straight answers if I have
to shake his head off.

Oh, and you can be sure of one thing,
Mrs. Payne.

Bert is going to pay for this.

Not me.

Says he's a friend of yours.

Good morning, Steve.

Have you covering fires now?

Well, I could ask you the same question,
Perry.

You know the deceased?

The deceased?

Who? Where's Mrs. Payne?

No, it's not Mrs. Payne. It's her
husband.

She's standing over there, taking it
pretty well, considering this is a

mess.

They told me at the L .A. station
there'd been a fire. That's all.

Well, it seems the train was five
minutes out of Glendale. All at once,

was a big flash, and the whole drawing
room went up in flames.

Stopped the train, put out the fire,
they went in, found him.

Accident? Could be. A little too early
to know for sure.

Some kind of a chemical fire.

Was that the extent of it?

No. Found that in addition to Mrs.
Payne's dead husband, there was a

passenger. It may mean something, it may
not. He's Judson Warner, age 40, 45,

black hair. I've got an APP out for him.

Finished with the pictures. Ready to
wrap it up here, Lieutenant.

Listen, I think I'll take one more look.

Mind, Steve?

Sure, come on.

The fire inspector said it went up like
that.

Where was the corpse? In the lower bunk.

From what we can piece together, Perry,
the victim must have been drunk last

night. He could have dropped a cigarette
on the chemical.

His jewelry, cufflinks, tie clasp.

The belt buckle was protected to some
extent by his body.

All found was the remains.

What little there was has gone to the
moor.

The chemical fire caused the primary
damage.

I don't know for sure how much loss or
displacement was made by the high

-pressure hoses.

But for all practical purposes, all we
have to work with is the personalized

jewelry.

Well, why would anyone keep flammable
chemicals in the drawing room?

I don't know.

I'm going to find out.

Perry, two weeks ago, I never heard of
Judson Warner.

What happened two weeks ago?

Well, that's when the phone calls
started coming.

At first, my secretary took them.

Then he began making threats.

So I agreed to talk to him.

What kind of threats?

He said that Burt was in some kind of
difficulties, that damaging publicity

could attract the attention of the
league and... Well, that's when I should

called you.

There's no point in worrying about what
you should have done, Ellen.

Just give me the essence of what he told
you. He said he represented

international enterprises.

That Bert wanted to sell his 10 %
interest of the Wildcats to them.

That they had made a down payment.

But Bert couldn't dispose of his
interest without your approval.

And I told Warner that I wouldn't agree
to it under any circumstances.

Then why did Warner show up in the train
last night?

He said that Bert had assured him I had
changed my mind. That I would agree to

him selling his interest to Harvey
Skeen.

He even brought the cash to pay Bert.

Your husband must have realized Judd
Warner would want it confirmed by you.

So, how could he have hoped to complete
the deal?

I don't know.

Bert was... Well, I guess he just hadn't
figured it out that far ahead.

Maybe that's why Bert got so drunk,
because I wouldn't go along with him.

In a way, that killed him.

In a way, I was responsible.

Perry, she's on the ragged edge. She
should rest.

Ellen. You didn't know Bert when we were
in college.

Before the gambling, before the
drinking.

Before he got to be a rich woman's
husband.

I understand what you're going through,
Ellen.

I'll talk with you tomorrow.

Thank you, Perry.

Oh, like you said last week, I clean up
your father's workshop.

Mr. Mason, I know a long time. He's
friend of your father.

Yes. Oh, one thing more.

Did Lieutenant Drum ask you if you knew
Judson Warner prior to last night?

No. Well, just remember that he will.

I'll show you out.

Remember, Ellen, it's the rent.

Yes.

Yes, they just left.

All right, can we be alone?

Looks like I'm keeping just one step
ahead of you today.

That's the way it looks. A coincidence,
of course.

Of course.

I'm here on business for one of my
clients.

I'm sure you are.

And I'm sure you'll find it all very
interesting.

I have.

I'd like to see Mr. Judson Warner,
please. My name is Mason, Perry Mason.

Mr. Skeen is taking all of Mr. Warner's
calls.

But did you check Vegas?

How do you know, you idiot?

When he gets there, I want to know it.

Before the police do.

Moron.

Yes? Mr. Perry Mason for Mr. Warner.

Send him in.

Mr. Mason?

Yes? Mr. Skeen will see you now.

Thank you.

My name is Mason. I'm an attorney.

I know that.

State your business.

I'm a very busy man.

I'll give you five minutes.

No more.

Good morning, Mr. Skeen.

Uh, what is your beef?

I have no intention of being timed like
a three -minute egg.

All right, Mason. What do you want?

I'm interested in what you want.

The Wildcats.

Sit down, Mr. Mason.

Tell me, do you represent the Wildcat
organization?

That's not Shadowbox, Mr. Skeen.

I think we can acknowledge that the
sparring is a draw and go on from there.

represent Ms. Burt Payne.

Ah, and you already know there's a
matter of two, maybe $300 ,000 I expect

recover. Mr. Skeen.

How well did you know Burt Payne? Well
enough to dislike him.

When did you first approach him about
the possible sale of his interest in the

team? Well, he approached me.

A mutual friend brought him around about
five or six weeks ago.

Payne had dropped over $200 ,000 and the
boys were getting tough on him. He

needed money.

Big money.

You're not going to tell me you handed
him $200 ,000 when you knew he had to

have his wife's approval.

And that every owner in the league would
have to agree to the sale.

You're not going to tell me you trusted
a perfect stranger.

I wouldn't have trusted Bird Payne with
a $2 bet.

But I was willing to take my chances for
league approval.

What about his wife's approval?

Bird agreed to deliver that if Judd
Warner could deliver an additional $100

to him in cash last night.

Did you hear from him in person or only
through Warner?

Yeah, I saw that.

I got it from Judd.

You don't expect to recover $200 ,000 in
cash from my client on the basis of

what you've told me.

I have a contract, Mr. Mason, signed and
notarized.

Bergpain agreed that if he failed to get
his wife's okay, or if I failed to get

league approval, he would pay a 20 %
penalty and return the down payment.

I'll admit that's not a bad bargain.

I don't make bad bargains, Mr. Mason.

Unless the police find Judson Warner,
you have made one.

Or are you as anxious as I am to have
the police find him?

Give yourself five minutes, Mr. Skeen.

Think about that.

Get me Andy Grant.

Harvey Skeen started as a hod carrier.

He built an international business doing
$45 million a year gross.

He's a tough customer, Perry, but his
record's clean.

Anything on Judson Warner?

Yeah, he's Skeen's manager for sports
acquisitions.

He makes $40 ,000 a year and spends $50
,000. He's a hawk up to his ears. He

spends a lot of time in Vegas, and the
ladies love him.

Henry, I... Mr. Mason, they take her
away.

Ellen! The police, they come to the
practice field and they won't talk to

They won't talk to coach. They won't
talk to nobody.

All right, Hunk.

Now settle down.

Now what was she doing at the practice
field?

She won't say nothing.

She's frightened like a little girl.

And so I say to her what they are going
to do to her.

She just shake her head.

And I stand in front of car so she can't
go away.

And the police tell me that...

Ellen Kilburg.

No.

Then why are you behaving as if you did?

Why is the district attorney giving me
information I'm unable to get from you?

Perry, I've told you everything.

Don't lie to me. I'm not lying.

Why was it you could hardly wait for me
to leave your home before you drove to

the practice field?

Well, Casey wanted to talk to...

To figure out a plan.

An alibi?

A lie the two of you could agree on?

He only wanted to help.

I didn't go along with him.

You must have a better explanation than
that for your relationship with Judson

Warner. There was no relationship.

The district attorney thinks there was.

He can prove you were together with
Warner in a motel a few days before the

murder. I checked.

And the police already have their
answer.

You went there to meet with your
husband's killer.

That's not true.

I went there because Judd Warner
insisted.

Unless I agreed to meet him there, he
threatened to go to the league, make a

scandal in the newspaper.

Do you think in my position I wanted to
go there?

I knew how it would look.

I took Unk with me. He waited in the
car.

Perry, what more can I tell you?

Everything you know.

Every relationship, every detail, every
nuance.

This isn't a football game, Alan. You
lose this one, you lose for keeps.

The chemical used in the drawing room
was a peroxide catalyst that burns

and ignites with intense heat. It's
odorless, tasteless, and inexpensive.

It's available in small quantities in
drugstores, hobby shops, and about a

million other places.

Hi, Della.

These guys bothering you?

If they do, Sergeant, I'll call a
policeman.

I'm your man, gentlemen.

With a connection like that, you can
take care of my parking tickets.

Not connections, Paul.

Just beauty and charm.

Now, where were we?

I was about to give you the dope on the
motel.

Judson Warner made the reservation for
his meeting with Ellen Payne. The

interesting thing is, though, that the
same motel was used for other meetings

with Harvey Skeen, Bert Payne, and Andy
Grant, the team announcer.

Who made the reservations there?

A fellow named Stuart James.

I'm checking him out now.

Anything on Casey Banks.

Everybody loves the coach. He has a case
on Ellen Payne, and he hated Burt

Payne's guts.

You know the Stuart James?

No.

Had you ever seen Judson Warner before
Sunday night?

No. Ever hear his name before?

Andy Grant may have mentioned him when
he told me that Burt Payne had dropped a

bundle in Vegas.

You see, Mr. Mason, Burt was betting
against the Wildcats.

We've hit every place from Harvey
Skeen's hotel to the Vegas dive and just

seem to connect.

Finding a bookie in Las Vegas should be
as easy as finding gold in Fort Knox.

Sure.

I'll just check the Chamber of Commerce
directory under bookmakers, find one who

took bets for Judson Warner, and see if
he'd mind testifying he makes books for

a living.

I detect a wee bit of sarcasm there,
Paul.

Anyway, Perry flew up to Oxnard just as
soon as you left for Vegas, and he's

riding the train back through Glendale
to Los Angeles.

Good. Tell him I'll keep in touch.

Wait a minute, Paul. He just came in.
You can tell him yourself.

Yes, Paul.

No leads here yet.

But my man in Oxnard is digging in the
direction you gave him. Good.

If the killer left Glendale, he must
have had transportation.

I may have something from another
direction.

Remember Stuart James, the character who
reserved those motel rooms?

Well, one of my men checked in San
Pedro.

A Stuart James is booked passage on a
South America -bound freighter Sunday

night.

Oh, Stuart James again.

I've got a man on the prowl for him, but
without a description, it's kind of

rough. I'll call you as soon as I have
anything.

So long, Perry.

I'm going to tell you, gentlemen, just
once more, I will not stand for personal

exchanges in this courtroom.

Proceed, Mr. Berger.

Mr. Skeen, will you please tell this
court...

When you last heard from Judson Warner?

Well, he called me from Salinas just to
show he was going to get on the train to

make the deal with Mrs. Payne's husband.

I guess he laughed. He said she was
standing outside the phone booth then.

Well, he had reason to laugh. He was
about to take off with $100 ,000 in

My cash.

And to the best of your knowledge, had
Judson Warner ever met Mrs. Payne

A couple of weeks ago.

It was at a motel.

Now, Mrs. Fry, you testified that as
soon as the defendant arrived at your

motel, she went straight to the room
occupied by Judson Warner.

That's right. She went in and closed the
door after her.

And did you see her again?

Oh, yes.

She was there about half an hour or so.

And then I went to check an adjoining
room, and the door opened, and she came

out. And I could see Mr.

Warner propped up on the bed with his
coat off. And he called out after her,

Come back soon, partner.

Partner. That's what he called her. And
then right after that, the lady, the

defendant, told Casey Banks to get her
husband to take them pills.

And she gave him the whole bottle. The
bottle was nearly full.

Doctor, in all the years you've known
the defendant, has she, to your

ever taken sleeping pills before?

Well, no.

And yet last Sunday night, only a few
hours before her husband was murdered,

asked you for sleeping pills?

Objection. No proper foundation laid.

No evidence that the decedent took any
sleeping pills.

Oh, I'll withdraw the question.

Cross -examine, Mr. Mason.

Doctor, did Mrs. Payne ask you for a
full bottle of sleeping pills?

No, she didn't.

But seeing how tired she looked and
knowing the strain that she'd be under

during the week prior to a playoff, I
gave her enough to carry her through.

Well, the train was just out of Salinas,
and Ellen and Casey, they

was on the platform of talking.

Now, will you tell this court, please,
what you heard the defendant say at that

time?

No.

No, sir, I won't.

Your Honor?

The witness is directed to answer.

Well, Judge, Your Honor, when a district
attorney of me was chewing a fat the

other day, I had the notion I could help
Ellen.

But now he's trying to turn everything
inside out, and it ain't coming out at

all the way I want it. Or did defense
counsel possibly suggest to you it would

be more helpful if you didn't tell us
what the defendant said?

Your Honor, the district attorney's
predilection for baiting counsel has

a point... Mr. Berger.

Because of the close personal
relationship between the defendant and

witness, I have given you a great deal
of leeway by declaring this witness

unfriendly.

However, the allegations that you have
been making have no place whatsoever in

these proceedings.

Now, I'm warning you, and I hope for the
last time, I will not tolerate any more

of it. I apologize, Your Honor.

You'll answer the question truthfully
and in your own words.

Ellen said to Casey, she said, I know
what I gotta do and I'm gonna do it.

Thank you, sir.

Mr. Grant, what was the relationship
between yourself and the decedent?

Bert had a mean streak a mile wide.

Always fighting with somebody.

But I worked at getting along with him.

Were you working at it when you
introduced him to the right people in

When you helped bail him out by taking
him to Harvey Skeen?

When you pretended to the defendant that
you didn't know Judson Warner?

Objection, Your Honor.

Counsel is badgering the witness.

I withdraw the question. Tell me this,
Mr. Grant.

Is it not a fact that on the night he
was murdered, the decedent told you he

going to fire you when you got back to
Los Angeles?

Well, you don't kill a man just because
he's going to fire you.

Answer the question, please.

Well, he threatened to, but he'd been
doing that off and on for a year.

Mr. Grant, did he on that night tell you
he was going to fire you?

Yes. Yes, sir, he did.

Yes, I was in the drawing room with Burt
Payne earlier, right after we pulled

out of San Francisco.

I didn't notice anything out of the
ordinary.

Mr. Banks, I call your attention to
People's Exhibit 7.

I asked if you saw a bag similar to this
in that drawing room.

Yes, I did.

It was on the seat.

And you didn't think it was out of the
ordinary?

No, sir.

Why not?

Well, when Ellen's father was alive, he
used a lot of it for preserving

butterflies. He bought it in a hobby
craft store in San Francisco. I guess

Ellen... Just happened to buy it there.

And just happened to put it on the
train.

And just happened to have it in that
drawing room.

where it just happened to be available
for an accidental fire.

Objection? Sustained.

Mr. Berger, there's no jury here, and
I'm certainly not impressed with these

tactics. I apologize, Your Honor.

Cost examined.

Mr. Banks, did you see the defendant
purchase the chemical?

No, sir.

Did you see her carry that 25 -pound bag
aboard the train?

No, sir.

You said it wasn't out of the ordinary
for that chemical to be there. In other

words, there were other occasions when
you've known that chemical to be

purchased in San Francisco and brought
back to Los Angeles?

Yes, sir, that's right.

Once I, well, last year when Ellen
missed the San Francisco trip, I picked

up for her.

The owner of the hobby craft shop there
was a friend of her father's, and since

Ellen took up her father's hobby, I...
That's all, Mr. Banks.

Thank you. No further questions.

Lieutenant Drum, would you please
describe for us the sequence of events

night on the murder train after it left
Glendale?

Well, at 7 .05, the train pulled out. At
7 .10, according to the conductor's

testimony, he had a conversation with
Mr. Hazikian in front of the closed

drawing room. No evidence of fire at the
time.

At 7 .15, the fire was discovered.

7 .25...

The two cars were on a siding and under
surveillance by the Los Angeles Police

Department. And at 7 .30, they were
boarded by the Los Angeles Fire

and sealed.

Now, Lieutenant Drum, was it possible,
in your expert opinion, for the missing

Judson Warner to have left that train
after the fire was set and before those

two cars were sealed off by the police?

No, sir.

The man had to get off before the train
left the Glendale station.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Cross -examine.

One moment, please, Your Honor.

Your hunch on the car rental was right.

The man who reserved the motel and
reserved space on the freighter out of

Pedro reserved a car just last week to
be picked up early Monday morning at

Glendale.

Stuart James.

Lieutenant.

Lieutenant.

questions at this time.

Now, let me be sure I understand you,
Mr. Hezekian.

Is that something bad with my English?

No, not at all, sir. I simply want to
review your testimony.

You say that you accepted delivery of
the bag of chemicals before the train

San Francisco, that the package was
given to you by the parcel service, and

it was addressed to Mrs. Burt Payne.

That's right.

Perry, I did not order that.

All right, Mr.

Hazekian, now let's go on to the other
events of that Sunday night.

Where were you after you and Coach Banks
assisted the decedent, Mr. Payne, to

retire? To go to bed.

I know what means retired.

I was with Ellen.

I talked, she talked, I talked, she...
Just like when she was a little girl.

I see. But was it customary for Mrs.
Payne to spend the night away from her

husband? No.

Well, all right then. She broke with her
usual custom that Sunday night, didn't

she? Now, you say you were with her and
didn't leave her.

Yes, I stayed.

Except, of course, for that brief period
of time you already told us about.

You testified that you left the car in
Glendale to look for the conductor

because the lights were out.

Now, who told you to do that?

Ellen, how long would you say you were
gone and all?

Maybe only ten minutes.

Ten minutes, but...

That's more than enough time in a
deserted car for a man to arrange that

accident and then leave the car
unnoticed.

And even after the train had started,
there's more than enough time for the

accomplice of that man to drop a lighted
match in that drawing room and then

return to her own, where you then joined
her. Isn't that correct?

Objection, Your Honor.

It's obvious that the district attorney
is not only leading the witness, but

calling for a conclusion.

Jackson sustained.

Pass exam.

Now, I'm interested in the problem with
the lights.

Tell me as well as you can remember
exactly what happened.

We are in Glendale tram station.

The lights go out. I wait.

They don't go on. I go look for
conductor.

Did he return to the car immediately?

He came.

After train start.

And then we go to box where a circuit
breaker, a push breaker, and the

lights go on like poof.

Your Honor, I'd like to recall
Lieutenant Drum.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant Drum. I don't
believe your answer was quite clear.

Well, I'd be happy to repeat it, Mr.
Mason.

We made a complete check of the chemical
origin and the phone order received by

the supplier to the residue found on the
carpet of the train aisle.

Did you determine the properties of the
chemical?

For instance, what would ignite it? Why,
a match would set it off. What about a

spark? Would a spark set it off?

I don't know, Mr. Mason.

It may.

It may not.

All right, let's try a little
experiment, Lieutenant.

Now, with your Honor's permission, will
the bailiff pull the circuit breaker

controlling this part of the courtroom?

Bailiff?

Your Honor, I object to this. Mr. Mason
is simply taking off at another of his

grandstand exhibitions.

Overruled. I want to see this.

Proceed, Mr. Mason.

Bailiff?

to this lamp is off, I'm going to insert
these keys.

I'm going to put the peroxide catalyst
on the keys and

across the asbestos.

Now, will the court reporter read back
that portion of Mr.

Hezekian's testimony relating to what
happened after the lights went out, the

conductor returned to the car?

and the train was underway.

We go to box where is circuit breaker.

Keep push breaker.

The lights go on like poof.

Now, would the bailiff please connect
the circuit breaker?

Lieutenant, is it possible that after
the decedent was immobilized, Judson

Warner spread the chemical, removed a
bulb from a lamp socket, and then when

train was still in Glendale, could the
killer, without help, have pulled the

breaker, stepped back into the drawing
room, dropped the decedent's keys into

the dead socket, and left the train?

Well, I don't... One moment, Lieutenant.

And then when the train was underway
again, and the conductor closed the

breaker,

Couldn't something similar to what just
happened here have happened in that

drawing room where the decedent's body
lay? Could it have happened that way?

Well, it's possible.

No further questions.

Your Honor,

since the... The prosecution's case
rests on the demonstrably false

that the defendant helped Judson Warner
off the train and started the fire.

Your Honor, the prosecution's case does
not rest on any single assumption, Your

Honor. And the prosecution is not
impressed by Mr. Mason's parlor tricks.

Mr. Berger, it isn't necessary to shout.

I'm sorry, Your Honor.

But I will resist any motion by the
defense for a dismissal based on an

exhibition of legitimine and fireworks.

If the district attorney would allow me
to address the bench.

My intention is to request a continuance
of this case. A continuance? On what

possible grounds?

Your Honor, earlier today I received
information which reinforces what is

admittedly my theory of how the murder
was committed.

By Monday, I feel I can bring this
evidence to the attention of the court.

Well, ordinarily, I don't like to grant
a continuance in a preliminary hearing.

However, I can't say where my refusal
would further the cause of justice.

Now, Mr. Mason, you have the weekend to
get your evidence together.

Yes, Your Honor. This case is continued
until Monday morning at 10 .30.

What evidence could he possibly get?

Maybe he's found Judson Warner.

Put a tail on this.

I hope he does.

My friend the bookie is supposed to
deliver under the scoreboard at the

Island.

If he's holding a $100 ,000 bet for the
man who calls himself Stuart James, I

think our Mr. James will be there for
the payoff.

There's going to be a payoff if the
Wildcats can hold.

and our boy Homer Adams pouncing that
ball like a catfish going after a

worm.

All right, get going.

If he shows, we'll grab him and get him
out of here. We'll try to recover the

money and we'll call you as soon as
we're set.

Don't tell me I don't want to know.

I want the money and the story before
the police step in.

Radio them to close.

Well, you've finally gone too far,
Counselor.

Well, Hamilton, imagine finding you
here.

Why the posse?

Your Honor, this crime was committed by
only one person.

A man alone.

Desperate. A man who planned every move
in infinite detail.

Who saw a chance to escape with a
windfall in cash.

Who, like every gambler, had to take one
more plunge to get even.

He had no accomplice, only greed and
fear.

Your Honor, I move for the dismissal of
the charges against Ellen Payne.

She could not have been involved in
murder.

The murder of a man who is not dead.

Oh, no.

I'm toasting myself because my missus
just told me number sixes do come

camp time.

And I make a toast to all the wildcats.

I'd ask Paul to make a toast, but he
learned his in the Marines.

Bella, your beauty is surpassed only by
your good judgment.

I pass to Perry.

All right.

A toast to the things for which there
are no substitutes. Good friends, happy

days, and victory.

For myself, and for Casey, and for all
of us.

To Mr.

Perry Mason.

The twelfth wildcat.