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Francis? Francis, are you here?

Oh. Don't look, Bobby.

What a crowd.

Tonight's the first opening since that
policeman was killed here last month.

Too bad Paul couldn't be here.

Yes.

I imagine he would have some pithy
comments to make concerning the Pop Art

trend.

We should do this sort of thing more
often.

Not all of our clients are as
sophisticated as Francis Klum.

Isn't that a little much?

The price?

I agree.

If Mr. Clune takes that kind of money
for this kind of thing, he may need a

lawyer to stay out of jail on fraud
charges.

I agree with you.

Mr. Clune, my secretary, Miss Street.
How do you do, Miss Street?

How do you do? You know, some of this so
-called pop art to me, too, is nothing

but junk, pure junk.

But you do display it and sell it.

Why take the money from sales such as
this and use it to buy otherwise

unsaleable canvases and sculpture by
other artists of genuine talent?

That's an expensive form of
philanthropy.

Not at all. It's an investment.

I'll put them aside for as long as
necessary until there's appreciation for

genuine work of art.

Then I'll be in a position to turn a
handsome profit.

And now, Mr. Mason, would it be possible
for the two of us to talk?

Certainly. Would you excuse us?

Mm -hmm.

Disgusting, isn't it?

So blatantly obvious.

Of course.

Why should it need a title card? What
else could it be but a naked soul?

I've never seen a naked soul.

You're an artist, Mr... Boyd.

Campbell Boyd.

Probably the only true talent
represented anywhere in this place.

Well, then, this isn't one of yours.

Forbid. You think I could put the true
inner tormented writhings of my creative

being on cheap display for the crude
mawkish gawking of unintelligent apes?

that's been the situation since I did my
duty as a citizen and reported my

suspicions of Sunrise and Sausalito to
the police.

Wasn't there a little more to it than
that? If I remember correctly, you had

some trouble last year concerning stolen
art objects.

I... I was completely exonerated. I had
all my invoices, my receipts all in

order. You know, a gallery owner can't
be expected to investigate personally

every item he displays.

Wouldn't that account for some of this
subsequent difficulty with the police?

They have to be suspicious.

It's their job. Even so, you have
Sunrise and Sausalito on display

Yes, it's in the stockroom and back. And
the police officer, Harry Marburg, who

was killed here last month.

He was the one to whom you reported?

I had an appointment with him here that
night to discuss it with him. Just what

were your suspicions concerning this
masterpiece?

Well, nothing tangible, actually. It was
just that... Well, if I'm any judge of

art, it should have sold for ten times
what my buyer, Miss Dane, paid for it at

auction in North Beach.

So if it were stolen, the thief was
unaware of its true value.

I wasn't sure of that, Mr. Mason.

And after the previous misunderstandings
with the police, I wanted to protect

myself in advance.

And since that moment, my life hasn't
been the same.

The police suspect me of being a fence
for art thieves.

And with Detective Marburg killed here,
they're watching me every move,

constantly. And you want me to do what?

I don't know what you can do. But I need
some kind of legal protection from

police harassment. I'm going out of my
mind.

This buyer of yours, Miss Dane, is she
here tonight?

Yes, she is.

She's probably in the stock room.

Thank you, Perry.

Thank you.

Well, I didn't expect to see you here,
Steve. This isn't social, Perry. This is

Sergeant D. Bradley of robbery.

Perry Mason.

Homicide? Robbery?

I can't blame Mr. Klune.

He does have something to worry about.

He called you in?

Harry, I'd like to give you some advice.

Stay out of this case.

I don't know what you're talking about,
Steve.

But it's clear enough that you're... I
made a promise to Harry Marburg's wife

and two children. If it takes the rest
of my life, I'm going to get his killer.

So I say, stay out of it.

That's good advice, Counselor.

Better take it.

You're suggesting that my client is
somehow involved.

I appreciate that all of you on the
force become more involved when one of

own is killed.

But that doesn't mean the legal bars are
down.

Whether a man is accused of killing a
policeman or any other person, he still

has to be proven guilty in a court of
law.

And that's where you come in. Of course
that's where I come in.

I want an end to this police harassment.

How is he being harassed? Because of the
trouble in the past.

He wasted no time in reporting his
suspicions.

Reporting to whom?

Why, to the police.

The officer who was killed, Officer
Marburg.

Are you sure about that, Perry?

Harry Marburg was the most thorough,
methodical man who ever worked on my

detail. You show me any place where
Harry recorded any report from your

and I'll hand you my retirement pension.

There was no record at all of a call
from Mr. Klune? There was no call.

All right.

If you think Francis Klune is guilty,
book him.

Have the district attorney's office
indict him.

But stop insinuating that he's involved
in murder.

I'm sorry, Perry.

Very sorry.

Next time I talk to Mrs. Marburg or the
kids, I'll explain to them how tough

I've made it on poor Mr.

Klune. This isn't like you, Steve.

You'd better develop a proper
perspective in this case.

Not for my client's sake or mine, but
for yours.

Save your worry for your client, Perry.

When I get what I need for an
indictment, believe me, he's going to

help he can get.

Lawyers.

in here, Bobby.

No!

Get an ambulance.

I'll take care of it.

You got a blanket?

It

was

the same two men who tried to kidnap me
in San Francisco.

Remember, Francis?

Right after the policeman was killed.

The same two men?

You sure of that, Miss Jane?

Well, now, why would they want to kidnap
you?

I don't know.

I don't understand any of this.

Well, let's see.

One of the men chased you.

The other one sitting in a car in an
alley grabbed you. You ran. He fired at

you. Twice, right?

This whole thing, Mr. Clune, has an odor
of a three -day -old mackerel.

I don't care. It's true.

I know it doesn't seem to make sense the
way I tell it, but it did happen.

It was the same two men in both places.

All right, Miss Dane, I'll pull some
appropriate mug shots. When you're

better, why don't you come on down and
take a look at them? I certainly will.

What have you got going on at this
terminal tonight, Deering?

I call you Sergeant Bradley, and you
call me Mr.

Deering. Now, what do you want? I didn't
send for you. No, you didn't send for

me, Mr.

Deering. But I'm going to be here every
time I get a chance.

And when I'm not around...

I'm going to have somebody else watching
you.

Sooner or later, I'm going to find what
I'm looking for. And, Mr.

Daring, I'm going to put you where you
belong.

On the inside looking out.

Get off my back.

Oh, I'll do that.

As soon as I find out why three of your
trucks have been hijacked and no other

truck has lost more than one.

Now, I want to see the cargo manifest of
anything that's going out of here

tonight. The manifest is my business.

It's also the insurance company's
business.

How much longer do you think they'll go
on insuring you when the only trucks

that get hijacked are those with
valuable cargo?

You were rusty on maneuvering, but you
did fine on the road.

Floyd, have your driver sign for the
cargo and let's get him out of here.

We haven't had time to check his
references.

I said sign him out.

Okay, who do you want to send with him?

Nobody. To San Francisco with TV sets
and appliances? A guy we hardly know?

That doesn't make sense.

When you start running this business,
Floyd, I'll ask your advice.

Now get the manifest back from that cop,
Bradley, and get this rig loaded.

I get the idea your dispatcher's kind of
leery about me. He didn't question my

license, but I'm afraid I didn't do too
well. You don't have to worry about

Floyd. It's my partner who's not going
to fall for a snow job.

You check in with her at the San
Francisco depot.

Watch her.

She's tough.

She can handle a rig like this all by
herself.

And she's got eyes in the back of her
head.

You haven't told her about me?

Well, is there some reason you can't
trust her? I don't trust anybody, Drake.

Not anymore.

I've got to know who's been fingering my
trucks.

That cop that was knocked off knew.

And that's at the bottom of all my
trouble.

I still think the same thing to do would
be work with the police. I didn't hire

you for advice, friend. I hired you to
take this load through.

And with nobody on the outside knowing
what it is or what route it's taking.

You take the San Diego freeway out
towards Bakersfield.

Now, I want you to cut back in here.

Take a secondary road here, then head
northwest.

Okay.

Check your cargo, and I want you out of
here no less than an hour from now.

Alternative.

What's your rock plan?

Uh, Mr. Deering has it. Well, will you
get it, please? I have to enter it in

dispatch log.

You better see the boss yourself, Floyd.

You can't come in here. You have to have
permission to see her.

Okay, ma 'am.

I just wanted to surprise her.

You come outside and wait.

Where did he go?

Who? The man who came out of Bobby
Dane's room. The boyfriend, I guess.

I don't know.

Well, that's all we know, Paul.

Bobby Dane has disappeared.

And the nurse didn't see her leave.

Well, the nurse said she was asleep when
she left, and her boyfriend was around,

but he left.

Right after that, we discovered she was
gone.

Well, the nurse called the police. I
went through the clothes in the closet,

I found one thing that might help me.

That's when I took a chance and called
you at the terminal.

There's something you can do for me
while you're in San Francisco.

Okay. This claim check from the San
Francisco bus terminal isn't much, but

all we have.

Well, I'll turn it in when I get up
there and see what they had across the

counter, but Perry...

If Steve Drum finds out about this,
he'll skin you alive.

I'm not going to withhold a thing from
him.

As soon as we see what that is, I'll
turn it over.

But it's all we have to go on.

The guy's driving the gauge -gearing
rig.

That's all I know.

Never saw him before.

Is he driving alone?

Do you know where he's headed?

I just don't believe Bobby Dane would
walk out of the hospital in her robe.

Well, obviously she did.

But did she run or did someone haul her
away?

And if she ran, why? And if she was
forced, why?

I don't know why.

I don't know who took a couple of shots
at her.

I don't know who tried to kidnap her in
San Francisco. I just don't know.

I don't even know if she's still alive.

This is a gun.

Keep your hands on your left. Now start
talking. I was going for my trespass.

I bite cannon. You read my column, The
Cannon's Mouth?

I never heard of it. What are you doing
here?

Put that away, will you?

I'm on to a story. A big hijacking and
cop killing.

And just by luck, you happened to find
out where this truck was going and came

along for the ride, huh?

You don't believe me? No.

Look, pal, you can't drive this rig and
hold that gun and watch me at the same

time. What do you want me to do? Stop
the truck and let you out?

Okay. Okay, as soon as we see a light
where I can get a ride, I'll get out.

put that gun away, huh?

Why are you so anxious to have me stop
this truck?

Then don't stop it. Take me to Frisco
with you.

How did you know I was going to Frisco?

There's an accident.

You better pull up and stop.

What kind of a guy are you? Shut up.

Well, it looks like your friends have
recovered from their accident. Now it

seems they're looking for another one.

They're no friends of mine.

Listen, I came out here looking for a
story.

You're interested in hijacking and
murder?

Well, if that car forces us off the
road, you're going to see the first.

And if you move one inch closer to me,
you're going to be the victim in a

second.

You just bringing the rig from L .A.?
Yeah.

Don't you yeah me.

I run this place.

It's yes ma 'am.

You're Turner, aren't you?

Yes, ma 'am. Well, come on in here.

Deering called me. He told me about your
close call.

You all right?

Yes, ma 'am.

Yeah, you look all right to me.

How about that newspaper guy who stowed
away? Deering said you left him in Paso

Robles. Yes, ma 'am. He, uh...

Filed a story on the accident, answered
the police questions. That cleared me,

and they let me go.

Oh, oh.

Hello. Yes, ma 'am.

All right, wise guy. Knock off the yes,
ma 'am. Well, I thought you said that.

Forget it.

You know, you're fresh, but you're no
mollycoddle.

Turner.

George.

Just between you and me and the
lamppost, who do you think set up that

How would I know?

You're working out of L .A.

I can see you're nobody's fool. You got
your eyes wide open.

And Deering trusts you.

You'd be a good man to watch him.

What makes you think Deering needs
watching?

There was a cop up here from L .A. about
a month ago, nosing around.

I got the feeling from him that
somebody, maybe Deering, is fingering

Well, like I said, I don't know anything
about it.

Well, I know. I've had nothing but
trouble since I merged with him.

I never lost a cargo. I never had
insurance problems. I never saw a cop.

Now, after three hijackings, the
company's on my neck, cancellations from

I've had for years, and truck damage.

You know, you're a bright guy.

I think maybe I can do something for
you.

And you can do something for me.

Have a drink.

No, thanks.

I haven't had breakfast yet. Besides, I
could use some sleep.

Oh, well, we'll fix that. I'll drive you
into town. We can get some chow.

I've got something to do first. I'll
just grab a cab. No, no, you won't.

I'll go with you. Then we can eat and
talk.

Only, don't let her get around that I'm
socializing with the help, huh? Now get

out of here.

Sign in the next room, huh?

Uh, okay, George?

Okay, Estelle.

Get me Los Angeles.

Clinton, 70799.

Mr. Clown?

You were right.

Deering's private detective's here.

Well, I'm taking him to breakfast.

I'll meet you in the coffee shop.

Okay.

Thanks.

We'll take that.

San Francisco Police, mister.

Thank goodness Paul's all right.

He leads a charmed life.

Perry, you've overstepped yourself this
time.

I want an explanation, a darn good
explanation, or I swear I'll prefer

against you.

A closed door suggests that you might
not before you... Don't you stall me.

know why I'm here.

No, I don't know why you're here.

I'm getting kind of fed up with the free
-swinging accusations you're throwing

around.

All right, Steve, what's got you so
steamed up?

I got a call from the San Francisco
police. They arrested Paul Drake. He

claim check that he got from Bobby Dane
to pick up an artist's case. It had a

gun in it, Perry. Harry Marburg's gun.
The murder weapon.

Paul had no way of knowing what was in
that case.

I know that. I had him released. But
tell me that he wasn't on a job for you.

Tell me that you didn't know what was in
that case and that you didn't want to

get hold of that gun.

You have my word.

Your what?

What in the devil do you take me for,
Perry? You found that claim check. Did

turn it over to the police?

No. You're not interested in finding the
killer. You're only interested in

protecting your client.

Steve, how did the police know there was
a claim check?

Now, don't you worry about that, Mr.
Mason. You just start worrying about the

consequences of withholding evidence.

Yes, Gertie.

If you think you can prove that I
knowingly attempted to... I want Bobby

and I want Frances Clune. She
disappeared, and we went to pick him up.

disappeared, too. I want you to produce
them, and I mean by tonight.

It's Mr. Klune.

Mr. Klune, where are you? Well, it's
better that you don't know. Then you

tell the police.

The police just left.

As your attorney, I'm advising you to
turn yourself in.

That's our only hope of clearing this
up. No, no, Mr. Mason, I don't trust

They think I killed a policeman.

What do you propose to do?

Keep running?

Hiding?

In that case, why call me?

Just before I left the gallery.

I got a call from Olaf Deering's
partner, Estelle Gage. She wanted me to

her at Olaf Deering's office at 11
tonight.

Did she say why?

Mrs. Gage couldn't explain too clearly,
just that... Well, she thought if we

could meet at Olaf Deering's office,
without his knowing it, we could compare

notes, inspect the files.

I don't know what she hopes to
accomplish.

But I do know you have all the trouble
you can handle without borrowing any

more. That's why I want you to go to the
meeting with me, Mr. Mason, to protect

me, to give me some advice.

I have to hang up now.

I'll see you tonight. And remember,
above all, don't tell the police.

Deering's office is down this way.

We're late.

Mr. Klune.

Hold it.

Right there.

Mr. Mason, help us.

Us?

Who else is... Oh,

come in here.

Always daring.

You too, huh?

In there, Steve.

Well, you didn't waste any time getting
back from Paso Robles. I got back as

soon as I cleared you in that accident.

And you're welcome.

You'll still have to testify at the
inquest.

Well, isn't this a cozy little group?

All right, that's enough of that now.

What's the matter, Lieutenant? Don't you
feel vindicated?

You got your cop killers and another
murder for a bonus.

These people haven't been charged with
any crime?

Oh, yes, they have. They're under arrest
and they'll be charged with murder as

quickly as I can get them downtown.

What's the evidence against them, Steve?

All right, you.

You get the regular hand out of
headquarters like everybody else.

Believe me, Mr. Mason, I... We didn't
kill him.

We didn't kill anybody.

It's about time we had a little talk
about that, Mr. Clune.

Answer no questions unless I'm with you
and approve.

Perry, stay out of this.

I'll do whatever is necessary to protect
my client's rights.

Paul, you take the car.

I'd better ride down to headquarters
with Miss Dane and Mr. Clune.

That won't be necessary. We don't play
rough.

Sergeant, now you have my word, Perry.

All I'm going to do to these two is
convict them.

I don't know anything about the gun.

When I checked my case in San Francisco,
there was no gun in it. Bobby, the

thing that bothers me about you is that
you keep coming up with logical excuses

for illogical behavior.

From the moment you bought Sunrise and
Sausalito to the time you were arrested,

these strange things have continued to
happen.

Mr. Klune says he reported his
suspicions to the police.

They say he didn't report them. You
bought Sunrise for apparently much less

it was worth.

Didn't it occur to you at the time... It
occurred to me at the time that I got a

goodbye, that's all.

Look, the police are just twisting
things.

They've decided that we killed a
policeman.

That's the same story I just heard from
Francis Klune.

You know, you and Francis have only one
problem with the police.

They think you committed a murder,
perhaps two murders.

While they're trying to prove you did,
we have to convince the judge that you

didn't.

I'm not sure that I've even convinced
you.

Bobby, how did you manage to get away
from the man who tried to kidnap you in

San Francisco?

I was waiting for an artist, Campbell
Boyd, in the bus terminal.

He was late, so I went outside.

It was dark. These two men grabbed me. I
screamed at the top of my lungs and

they ran.

When they tried to kidnap you again in
the gallery stockroom, they couldn't

fumbled that attempt much more if they'd
been trying.

How did you manage to get away from them
in the hospital?

Well, my buzzer wouldn't work.

And the phone wouldn't.

One of them was waiting outside my door.

So I went to the window, hoping to get
to the front of the building to get

But the other one was waiting out in
front.

I couldn't go inside, so I went to a
phone and I called Francis.

Why would they want you so desperately
that they'd make three attempts?

I don't know, Mr. Mason. Honest, I don't
know.

Your Honor, the state will show that
there is reasonable cause to believe

the defendants, Francis Clune and Bobby
Dane, murdered the decedent Harry

Marburg. Motivated by fear that Officer
Marburg would expose certain of their

criminal activities, they killed him on
the premises of the Clune Gallery.

The weapon they used was the decedent's
own service revolver. And after the

murder, that weapon was first concealed
by the defendants and then retrieved by

an agent acting for them.

We will show that both defendants...

evaded arresting officers and were
finally apprehended at the scene of a

murder. And although that crime, Your
Honor, may appear to be entirely

and apart from this case, the state will
prove that there is indeed a pattern

here.

Police officer Harry Marburg was killed
to prevent him from exposing a certain

fraudulent operation that both
defendants were involved in.

And the second murder to which I just
referred was committed for exactly the

same reason.

Your Honor, I object to the introduction
of any evidence of any other crime.

Your Honor, evidence concerning another
crime is certainly admissible where it

goes to prove motivation.

Mr. Berger, I'm not going to allow that
approach.

In this preliminary hearing, you're
seeking to have the defendants bound

for trial on the murder of Harry
Marburg. Now...

You need only show their involvement in
that crime.

But, Your Honor, I can recite a dozen...
I have ruled on the matter, Mr. Berger.

There'll be no further argument.

Now proceed with your case.

Yes, sir.

Harry Marburg was a good man, a good
police officer, and a good friend.

Mr. Cannon, when did you last see the
decedent?

We had dinner together.

Harry and his wife and his kids.

Afterward... We were talking.

That's when Harry mentioned that a big
story was about to break.

He wouldn't say anything definite.

That's the way he was.

He, friend or not, he wouldn't give me a
break over any other newspaper man.

All right, what did he tell you exactly?

That he was going to see Francis Clune
that evening.

That the case involved certain art
objects and hijacking.

He seemed almost sad about it.

He said heads would roll.

And you never saw Harry Marburg again?

No, sir.

They killed him that night.

And now, Lieutenant Drum, I show you
this .38 caliber police special turned

to you by the San Francisco Police
Department, marked States Exhibit 3.

I ask if you can identify it for us
further.

Yes, Mr. Berger.

I was with ballistics at the time this
weapon was checked.

supervised the test myself.

This is the revolver that fired the
fatal bullets.

The serial number shows that it was
Harry Marburg's gun.

Harry Marburg worked for me on robbery
detail.

Sergeant Bradley, did he keep you well
informed on his progress on cases he was

assigned to cover?

Yes, sir.

He was that kind of a guy.

He'd hand me a ten -page report on a $50
breaking and entering case.

To what case was he assigned at the time
of his death, Sergeant? He was tracing

a hijacking fencing operation.

He called me from Frisco the night
before he was killed.

He told me he expected to get evidence
to show that Francis Kloon and Bobby

were involved in both operations.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Cross -examined?

No question.

And when you turned in the claim check
that you had obtained from Mr. Mason's

client... You received in return an
artist's case, is that correct?

Yes, sir. And when you picked up that
case and looked in it, what did you

Mr. Drake?

38 police special.

I show you state exhibit three.

Is this the same gun you found in that
case?

It is.

Cross -examine, Mr. Mason.

Now, Mr. Drake, will you please tell the
court...

Why, you were asked to pick up the
artist's case, the case which contained

death weapon.

Well, I was hired to pose as a truck
driver by Mr. Olaf Deering.

Objection, Your Honor.

The defense counsel has objected to any
introduction of the Olaf Deering murder,

and the court has sustained him.

Therefore, anything on that subject is
certainly out of order here. Your Honor,

in direct examination of this witness,
the district attorney introduced the

subject to the gun.

I contend that anything pertaining to
the discovery of that weapon is germane

the case against my clients.

Well, you did open the door, Mr. Burr.

Overruled. The witness may answer.

Mr. Deering had been losing valuable
cargoes to hijackers, and he was sure

someone was tipping him off as to which
trucks to hijack.

So he decided I'd drive one of his
trucks to San Francisco alone, keeping

route secret.

But the plan didn't work.

Why? Because they were staked out
waiting to hijack my truck a few miles

side of Paso Robles.

I'm due there today for the inquest. How
could the hijackers have known what you

were carrying and have known what route
you were taking?

They had to be tipped off as to which
truck to hit.

Who besides you and Mr. Deering and his
dispatcher knew about the route?

No one. Even the dispatcher, Floyd
Walters, didn't know what route I'd be

taking.

Oh, one final question.

How did the San Francisco police know
you would be presenting the claim check

the terminal so they could have it
staked out?

I haven't any idea.

Thank you, Mr. Drake. That'll be all.

The witness may stand down.

May I have a moment, Your Honor?

Your man's on the phone from San
Francisco. He says he has the

wanted. Perry, I have to get to that
inquest in Paso Robles. I promised I'd

there if they didn't hold me up here.

Adele can handle the call. You'd better
go.

Thanks. I'll call in as soon as they're
through with me.

Your Honor, at this time, I would like
to recall Lieutenant Drum for cross

-examination. Lieutenant Drum, will you
take the stand?

And you're still under oath.

Lieutenant, you heard my final question
put to Mr. Drake.

I now ask it of you.

How did the San Francisco police know to
stake out that terminal? Was it a

request from your department?

No. Now, you're an intelligent
policeman.

Didn't you wonder about it? Of course I
did. They acted on an anonymous tip.

But in order to give the police an
anonymous tip, someone had to know the

was in the case and someone had to want
it to be found.

Well, what difference does it make?
There was a gun and it was the murder

weapon. Lieutenant, it's almost
legendary that when a policeman is

fellow officers regard it as a sacred
trust, literally, to dedicate themselves

to getting his killer.

Isn't that true?

Is there anything wrong with that?

Not with the attitude or the purpose.

But not to the neglect of proper
methods.

When you allow emotions to take over and
think only of pinning it on a likely

suspect... You can't say that. I handled
this case myself.

I left nothing to chance.

Then why, when one of my clients
reported a possible theft of a valuable

of modern art, did the whole department
ignore his story and attempt to make him

out a liar?

That's simply not true.

You're using legal tricks, playing with
Harry Marburg's murder.

There's no trick, Steve.

Paul's men have what we want. I took it
all down.

Your Honor, in order to continue my
cross -examination, may I request an

recess? For what purpose, Mr. Mason? To
bring in important evidence bearing on

the witness's testimony.

Very well.

Court will recess for one hour.

I warned you both that your only chance
was to be completely honest with me. But

I have been honest.

So have I.

I suppose you've never seen this before.

You don't recognize any of the pieces
described?

Why, yes, several.

They're in the stockroom at the gallery.

Where did you get this list?

From the San Francisco police.

It's the same list they made out for
Harry Marburg the day he was killed.

That one will do.

Hello, Sergeant.

You wasted your money sending Paul
Drake's man to Frisco.

Really?

I already had all the answers.

But now you do too, don't you,
Counselor?

Some of them.

I know you killed Harry Marburg because
he'd cracked your robbery and fencing

setup.

You killed all of Deering for the same
reason.

I figured you knew.

The way you questioned Drake about the
hijack setup.

The way you pinned Drum on the anonymous
tip.

You were the only one with access to all
that information.

No wonder your man Marburg wouldn't
write anything down.

You learned he'd found you out that he
was meeting Kloon here.

You couldn't let them get together.

So you killed Marburg and framed Kloon
for it.

I figured you was a guy to watch.

And what puzzles me is your interest in
Bobby Dane.

Why was she important?

She wasn't.

I followed up.

I thought she'd seen me in the car that
night behind the gallery.

That's why you tried to kidnap her in
San Francisco?

When you failed, you used your badge and
planted the gun.

Then the anonymous phone call to the San
Francisco police.

And then Paul Drake discovered the
murder weapon for you.

You had everything figured.

Everything but this.

I tried to wise up Harry Marburg when he
was assigned to me.

But he just wouldn't wise.

So he didn't leave me any choice.

And you don't either, Mason.

You can dismiss all charges, Hamilton.
I'll give you the details in the office.

Right. Thank you.

Well, Perry, it's all fixed.

And I want to thank you.

Thank me?

You saved my life.

Well, let me finish.

The way you handled me on the witness
stand, that was deliberate, wasn't it?

Well, you really squared me away.

After you left, I saw things clearly for
the first time.

It all added up to me, as it obviously
had for you.

Whoever the police would normally have
come up with answers.

Bradley was there, and that meant a dead
end for both of us.

Police officer masterminding a hijack
operation.

Selling stolen property.

Killing a fellow officer.

Seems unbelievable.

Steve, it only takes one bad cop to
undermine the work of hundreds of

In the courtroom, Della told me where
you went.

It's fortunate for me that you asked.

You were taking a pretty good chance.

Not really, Steve.

I had the best thing in the world going
for me.

One good honest cop.