All language subtitles for The.Gay.Falcon.1941.(George Sanders - Film-Noir).720p.x264-Classics.ENG

Ahead, please.

Goodbye, Miss.

Going up!

GAY LAURENCE, BROKER
JONATHON G. LOCKE, ASSOCIATE

Well, you said to get
an office with a view.

So this is the way you spend your
first day in the brokerage business?

Just getting acclimated
you can't become

a successful broker
in five minutes. No.

You'll wake Mr. Locke, your associate.

Oh, really? You're hopeless.

Why don't you admit that
you're bored already?

That you haven't the least inclination
to settle down to a respectable business.

Here I'll spent the whole day dashing

about trying to get nice
rich clients for you.

- And I come here and what do I find?
- Me. And my spinach juice.

- Have some.
- Thanks I tried it once.

After all, Gay, you
spend your whole life

thus far chasing adventure
around the world...

you've been clever enough
to keep a whole skin.

Surely you're clever enough
to sell a few stocks and bonds.

Darling, that's what I love about
you. Your supreme confidence in me.

It gives me the courage to go on.

And you want me to marry you. Why?

- I'm crazy about you.
- You're not crazy enough to settle down

to a little honest work for
the first time in your life.

Darling I'm even that crazy.

When should we get married?

I'll give you until September to
get two things out of your system.

Other women and crime solutions.

- What month is this?
- June.

- But don't evade the issue.
- I'm not. Crying solutions.

I've lost all interest.
And as to other women

I've already thrown
away my address book.

Darling in three months I'll have a seat
on the stock exchange, you wait and see.

Oh, you're impossible.

Now sign one more armistice.

Oh, about tonight. We're going to

Maxine Wood's Charity Ball.
Vera Gardner's sponsoring it.

Whose Maxine Wood?

Darling she's only the most
famous party-giver in the world.

Oh, I know a little French restaurant
downtown where the wine is divine.

- So you don't want to go?
- I want to go down,

then drink the same wine that
I drank when I first saw you.

Darling, you might let
me win just one round.

Well I thought it'd been
nice just the two of us.

Of course, if you
prefer to have a crowd

around while I'm telling
you how much I love.

All right Gay, you win. As usual.

See you at 8:00.

8:00.

Good afternoon Miss
Bedford. Come right in.

Oh, you're all much too
busy. Some other time.

Thank you very much.

You're number one girlfriend just stuck
her head in the door made a nasty crack.

She dump me before I got clear awake.

You could hardly expect
her to wait that long.

- Huh?
- It's five o'clock.

It's 4:43.

All right, we'll stay 17
minutes overtime tomorrow.

I've been in that office
it's 10 o'clock this morning.

Well what about me?

I ain't even got a window to look at.

Well, you can have my chair
tomorrow at lunch hour.

Come on, let's call it a day.

Okay boss.

You know, for me this
is like being born twice.

when I walked up here
this morning who was I?

Just a guy the cops
called Goldie Locke.

When I go out of here this
afternoon I'm in Wall street.

Jonathan G. Locke.
Just like I was Kristen.

If my old lady could see
me now with her eyes bulge.

Yes, well, talking about
bulges I'm afraid your tailor.

We're in the brokerage
business Goldie.

Tough day at the office Jerry.
You will fix me a large spinach to.

- Someone waiting to see you boys.
- Oh, see who it is Goldie.

Very pretty girl, boss?

Never mind.

- That guy ought to live in a harem.
- He do.

What are we looking for?

Anything in particular?

Why, well yes, the button
that opens a secret passage.

Ah!

You're Mr. Lawrence, aren't you?

I heard so much about you it's like
meeting your favorite mystery author.

Only all the things
really happened to you.

Look sister. He's took the pledge.
No more crimes, no more dames.

That must be your Dr. Watson.
Your faithful and loyal colleague.

All characters like you have a
kind of a stooge, don't there?

I may I present Dr.
Jonathan Locke, my associate.

- How do you do, doctor.
- I'm very pleased indeed him. I'm sure.

He's cute. Well I'm Helen Reed,

secretary to Maxine Wood
you've heard of her of course.

Oh yes, the lady who
gives all the parties.

Yes, well, for several weeks now

every time she gives a party
some valuable jewelry stolen.

- It just vanishes.
- How distressing.

Yes she's giving a war early
fall for Mrs. Vera Gardner.

And Mrs. Gardner insists on wearing
her monsoon diamond. It cost $100.000.

If it would stolen,
Maxine will be ruined.

- Why doesn't she go to the police?
- But she has been to the police.

They've been there before.

You're the only one
that can really help.

Look lady,

we quit all that business. We're in
Wall street now we ain't interested.

Try Ellery Queen.

Spinach juice, very good for both.

For went she was no sucker.

Charming little character, yeah.

Well that's what you
said about Mabel Dover,

right before she bumped off
Morocco for the insurance policy.

- Then the Woods...
- Helen... I mean Elinor...

Listen darling, I've
been thinking things over.

I've been very selfish.

I want to please you. We're
going to Maxine Wood's party.

Sure, but I changed my mind.

What you want comes first, dear.

Well, goodbye.

There we go again.

The joint's dripping with
jewels, ain't it, Grimes?

Yeah. Let's split up
and start circulation.

Cheer up Maxine, you got
nothing to worry about this time.

Anything disappears tonight,
I'm afraid my career has ended.

Oh, we're safe the Falcon is coming.

He's the most exciting
man you ever laid eyes on.

- Who?
- The Falcon.

Well, that's only his nickname.
His real name is Lawrence

And he's there he is
now. I'll bring him over.

- Maybe so, but how long will it last?
- Darling it's over already.

Next time you get hit on
the head with something.

That's a promise.

Mr. Lawrence, I was so
afraid you weren't coming.

Oh hello.

You must think I'm a little silly after
the way you found me in your apartment,

but really I had to see you.

It's not nearly duried as it sounds.

Elinor, may I present Miss Reed?

- and Miss Reed this is...
- Benford.

An aunt of mine from Indiana.

I suppose Mr. Lawrence
told you why he's here.

No. Well, I'm extremely good at guess.

Well, we have to keep it a secret.

I want you to meet
Maxine She's very worried

and should be greatly relieved
to know that you are on the alert.

You don't mind, do you?

Oh, not at all, by all
means, me get on the alert.

Let's dance, make you look casual.

Better not. You may get
12 women on your jury.

Oh, Manuel.

- Will you teach me how to dance?
- Teach you, Manuel.

Isn't exciting of knowing
what's gonna happen next?

- I have a vague idea.
- Oh, really?

See anything significant?
Does anyone make a false move?

No one but me.

I should be like you Manuel.

Play the field and let the
suckers pick the favorites.

Now you're as clever
as your beautiful.

Good evening sir.

Pleased to meet you.
Give me a ticket, sister.

Keep the change for charity.

A dollar doesn't quite cover it, sir.

No. How much?

- $100 a ticket.
- $100?

Give me back the box sister. I
can't finance the war personally.

Hey, Clark Martin, haul it.

I think we'd better keep this
on a strictly business basis.

Where's our hostess?

- You mean Mrs. Gardner?
- Yeah.

She's dancing right behind you.

Look out, here she comes.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Oh, isn't this marvelous?

You know I'm charging 50$ a
dance, for the ambulance fund.

Here's 100. Let's
call it quits, madam.

Aren't you sweet?

You know, I've made $200 this one dance
the men are also marvelously generous.

- Mrs. Gardner, this is Mr. Lawrence.
- How do you do young man?

Oh, what do you mind if I steal
your partner for this dance?

Sort of lend-lease.
For democracy, you know.

- Mr. Lawrence, I'm so nervous.
- Don't mind.

- I suppose you want now.
- Beg you a pardon?

It slips off very easily, but
we mustn't let anyone see us.

Of course not.

You take my hand firmly and hold
the ring, and I'll draw my hand away

- and you put it in your pocket.
- Just as you say.

Oh my, what a relief. Do
you think anyone saw us?

I don't think so.

I wait five minutes and
then I'll discover he's gone.

That's fine.

Now I must go and
greet my other guests.

Do be careful young man. The
place is full of detectives.

I will be careful.

Says something loud and hot professor.

- Here it comes.
- Fourteen, boys.

Boring as...

Do you mind if I cut it
I think this is our dance.

- Oh, of course Mr...
- Lawrence.

- Yeah, see Mr. Retana.
- How do you do?

Excuse me, Manuel.

Oh, Mr. Lawrence, pardon me.

This is Miss Wood. I thought you
might like a few words with a you.

- If you don't mind?
- Not at all.

That's my cousin from Nebraska.
She's having a wonderful time.

- Oh, how nice.
- Dance?

As I remember it, you're always involved
in mysteries with beautiful women.

Well, that's purely a coincidence.
Matter of fact, I'm giving up that hobby.

- What, women on mystery?
- Hein?

- Women or mystery.
- Oh, both.

You only found my secretary
a very insistent young woman.

- That's putting it mildly.
- What?

Let's do something about this.

- Hey, maestro.
- Yes, sir?

Can you play something
soft and smooth?

Sure. Thank you. Hold it.

- I'm getting old.
- Don't say that.

What was that?

Stop, or I'll let you have it.

Stop or I'll shoot!

- Okay, I'm stop.
- Come on up here.

I'll take charge.

- Suicide?
- Yeah.

She shot herself right
through the heart.

And she walked over
there and dropped the gun.

But came back again because
she liked it better here.

Poor Mrs. Gardner. Who in
the world want to kill her?

Elemental ma'am. The
diamond she ain't got on her.

Oh, do you mind?

Oh, sorry not my brand.

Think nothing of it. Come around
when I'm police commissioner.

All right, get in there.

Why it's doctor Locke.

You know this man?

- Well, I... no it's...
- I know him.

He works for me.

Yeah? Then what's he
doing out in that ledge?

Refresh her feet.

He's not the only
fresh thing around here.

I'm coming up the fire escape
where all of a sudden I hear a shot.

I gotta warn you anything you
say can be used against you.

So what?

I figure to save a hundred
bucks by crashing a party

so I'm coming up the fire escape.

Some other time. But take
him down to headquarters.

Get going.

Hey wait a minute. You
bulls can't pin this on me.

All we can do is a try.

- Come on Goldie, humor him.
- What's wrong?

- This is minor.
- You said it. Get out.

- Darling I've got...
- Have we meet before?

This is serious. I've got t
go down to police headquarters.

- Oh, some spinach juice.
- Police headquarters why?

- What kind of juice?
- Spinach.

- They found Goldie out on the fire escape.
- Spinach?

- Listen haven't you got any spinach?
- I guess they do in the kitchen.

Well, just get some and squeeze it.

Yes, squeeze it.

They found Goldie out in the fire
escape when Mrs. Gardner was shot.

Gay, if you're mixed up in this,
and I suspect you'd love to be.

- How could i be mixed up in it?
- Then what was that Lock person

- doing out there in the fire escape?
- I'm dead find out. I've got to learn.

Well.

That's a good girl. You take
a cab. I'll see you Nevada.

Why do I put up with this, why?

It seems pretty obvious that the
murderer got away with the diamond.

You found nothing on
Goldie, so why hold him?

I'm not holding him for murder.

Nobody could invent
an alibi that screwy.

Then what's the charge against him?

I'm holding him as a material witness.

He's the only one who
can identify the murderer.

- May I offer suggestion?
- Why not.

You've been offering them for years.

In as much as Goldie is
the only living witness.

Wouldn't it be very much
to the murderers advantage

to try to dispose of him?
If it were made possible.

I got an idea.

I'm going to release
Goldie and have him tail.

There's just a chance that the
murderer may try to get to him.

- You never miss a trick, Mike.
- Yeah. Are you going to suggest?

- Oh. I forget.
- Bring him in.

I think I'll go along with you, Bates.

Stick around Herman.

We want to sketch the murderer.

I've changed my mind, Bates.

- I think I'll try one of these.
- Oh, slumming, huh?

- Everything fixed, Chief?
- All fixed Goldie. You are free as a bird.

Yeah stool pigeon. Spring him, armer.

We'll be seeing you Goldie.

- You should live so long.
- So should you. Ha ha.

- Didn't you tell us flatfoot off?
- Yeah they believe your story.

Oh getting smart, huh?

Come on Goldie, they want the
description of the murderer.

Well, not for me. I ain't gonna leave
myself wide open for a slug in the back.

That's the point to
let you out, stupid.

Hey, armer. Don't close that gate.

- Oh come on, Goldie. Don't you trust me?
- Yeah, like your girlfriend, with limits.

All right, son. I'm releasing you.

But first I want a description
of the man you saw that night.

- Oh, no, no.
- Goldie?

- All right. You'll get it.
- Take it Herman.

What was the contour of the face?

- The contour.
- White.

Not the color. The contour.

- Break it down buddy.
- The shape of the face.

- Thin, full, square, oval...
- Kind a flat and full.

Go on. Just give the
description. I'll follow you.

Well, he was about 45, maybe. Full
head of hair, parted on the right side.

His eyes were too close
together with glasses.

He had a bent nose,

- Small chin.
- Smooth shaven?

Well. you know, I didn't kiss him.

I know he means did he
have a beard or a moustache.

- Oh, no, no moth.
- Go on. I'll try to contain myself.

Well he had a broad forehead,
narrow shoulders, thick neck

and lines in his cheeks he was about
six foot tall, and weighed around 150.

Oh, yeah, he had a
stogie in his mouth.

There's the dope. See
what you can do with.

Okay Goldie. Thanks.

Come that way, Goldie.

I hope the killer didn't
get a good look at me.

You seem to have got a
pretty good look at him.

Oh, you know me, never remember
remain. Always forget a face.

- Put a tail on, boys.
- Right.

Let's have a look
the murderer, Herman.

Now tell me what the murderer
really looks like Goldie.

Let's get away from here.

Extra, broker held for questioning.

Looks like somebody
else's mixed up in this.

You're a broker, remember?

POLICE GRILL BROKER IN SOCIETY MURDER!

I cooked!

Never-say-die
Goldie.

- Well, hello again.
- Hello.

Did they release you doctor?

I just got the death penalty is all.

He says the cutest things, doesn't it?

No, he's a bit unstrung.
Maybe you better drive.

I'd love to.

Maxine sent me down to ask
you to call on her tonight.

We better circle around a bit, first.

Hey, I got a hunch we're being tagged.

Naturally.

- Step on it sister.
- A couple of Mike's men.

Oh in that case I don't mind
a couple of dicks around.

What's he talking about?

Mike's using him as
bait to trap the killer.

Well, one of the murderer be too smart

to contact the doctor even
new detectives are tailing him.

- Contacts she calls us.
- You're learning fast, Miss Reed.

You want to see if
you can lose those men?

Do I? Hang on!

Now, up the next street, Miss Reed.

Then turn around as fast as
you can in the first alley.

Here we go!

- Switcher lights, Miss Reed.
- Call me Helen, it saves time.

Okay Helen. Get safe.

Let's go.

- Nice work, Helen.
- Yeah, beautiful.

Hey, you stay here Goldie.

- You gonna leave me alone?
- You're safe.

How can the murderer know you're here?

- Yeah, he couldn't know, could he?
- Will give him a shot at us later.

Us? What do you mean us?

I'm in this too, Goldie.

Mrs. Gardner's ring.

- But how did you get it?
- She gave it to me.

- But I don't understand.
- I think I'm just beginning to.

Gee, this is certainly
baffling, Mr. Lawrence.

Call me Gay it saves time.

- Something for you sir?
- No. I'm wating for a guy.

- Just killing time, right?
- Yeah or vice voices.

Not bad, huh?

Very good looks like
I'm gonna get the payoff.

You're a cinch.

Right on the button.

Keep your trap shut and start walking.

How well did you know Mrs. Gardner?

Oh, I'd arranged
several parties for her.

- What about her financial statement?
- She was very wealthy.

Oh there's no sugar.
Fetch it like, dear.

On the contrary. I
think wish we'll find out

that she was having money
troubles, probably badly in debt.

Oh that's impossible, Mr. Lawrence.

Impoverished women don't
hang on $200.000 diamonds.

That's true. Not for long.

She must have been cooperating
with a gang of jewel thieves.

Jewel thieves?

Yes, well, put yourself in her place.

You need cash you have a diamond.

Then one day you get a telephone call.

Hello Miss Wood a voice says,
don't worry about your debts.

All you got to do is to claim the
insurance on that ring you lost.

I didn't lose my ring you say.
Oh yes, you did says voice.

You lost your ring tomorrow night.

- Sugar?
- No, thanks.

But if the ring was insured she
wouldn't want a deal with thieves

She could throw it in a river or...

- Sugar?
- Or collect both ways.

From the insurance company, and
a bonus from the jewel thieves.

Then why did she give the ring to you?

Mistaken identity.

You remember Miss
Benford tossing me this?

Well, yes, the silver carnation.

She might have unwittingly
removed the mark of identification

from the intended jewel
thief and pinned it on me.

But Miss Benton was
dancing with Manuel Ratena.

Yes, what about this Ratena?

Was he ever present at any of your
other parties when jewelry was stolen?

I suppose he was. He's very much
in the social swing, you know.

But he's rich and respectable he
owns diamond mines in South Africa.

- Interesting, if true.
- Oh, but this is incredible.

Even if Mr. Ratena was an accomplice

He was dancing with Miss Bedford
when the murder was committed.

Yes, we've got nothing on him.

I just think that Ratena and
whoever it was killed Mrs. Gardner

must have been working
with somebody higher up.

Somebody went a pretty good brain

for this kind of thing.

But why should they want
to murder the poor woman

if the diamond was to
be taken by arrangement?

I can't answer that. Not yet.

Are you going on with
the case, Mr. Lawrence?

Should I?

I wish you would.

Oh, this is hardly helpful to
my reputation as a party giver.

Then perhaps I better
see you tomorrow.

- Should we say for lunch?
- Of course.

You know I have a great deal more
confidence in you than in the police.

Would you mind driving
me at my apartment?

I should be delighted
Good night, Miss Wood.

Maxine, to my friends.

Gay, to mine.

Anytime you're ready, Mr. Lawrence.

Does everyone wanted to call her by her
first name five minutes out you've met her?

- Why did anybody have to name?
- Well, you certainly don't encourage it.

- So clearly I have.
- I'll be different.

You can go back to calling me Miss
Reed. I shall call you Mr. Lawrence.

Where's the doctor?

Get in quick.

Maybe e got tired of waiting
him and went home, or something.

- Or something.
- I live on Morton Street in the Village.

- Haven't got time to take you there.
- Where are we going?

- My apartment.
- Oh, Gay.

All right down low step through
the hallway to the rear part.

I don't want to have to kill
you for making a mistake.

- Look pal, I don't know from...
- Shut up!

Thanks. Over there.

Now get on that phone
and call your boss.

What I will say?

Tell him to wrap up that
diamond put it in an envelope

and mail to you general delivery.
You'll pick it up tomorrow.

- That ain't smart.
- Guess you don't understand.

Maybe I ought to tell you I can handle
this whether you're alive or not.

- Get on that phone.
- Okay.

Aaaaah!

There he is! Bombers,
fighters, Gangsters. Help!

- He has a gun.
- Open up!

- He has a gun.
- Get back!

I run a
respectable--

Get up!

Well, if it ain't little Goldilocks.

Word was out to keep
our eyes peeled for you.

I'm sitting by the desk.

I'm going to telephone a Falcon
when all of a sudden I hear a shout.

Uh, save it, Goldie.
Keep it for Waldek.

- Maybe is has a date with girl.
- He doesn't have girl.

You should give him a few lessons.

We figured you'd get here eventually

don't bother taking
off your coat and hat.

- What's wrong now, Bates.
- I got Goldie down at headquarters.

That's a relief. What for?

They found him standing
beside a dead body.

Now look, here we've gone all
over that situation once, remember?

This is another situation
and another body.

Again?

This time he said he
was making a phone call.

Now who's the dead man?

- How did you know it was a man?
- Law of averages.

Waldek kinda wonders that maybe you

didn't knock this guy off
the safe Goldie's neck.

He also went this way
you got the diamond.

- What diamond?
- Oh, don't be coy, Lawrence.

Goldie ain't good at keeping secrets.

I think I should go
down and see Waldek.

Ain't that a coincidence? He sent us
here to personally invite you down.

Okay.

And I'll be brave darling.
Don't get hysterical.

Can you faint?

Goodbye.

She's fainted, Bates. Hold on
while I get some smelling salt.

Boy, oh boy! She sure
stayed kissed. What a guy.

He ought to be in moving pictures.

He'll be too old when he gets
out. Go in and keep an eye on him.

- Bates! He got away!
- This is gonna cost us.

Ouch!

Did I do all right, Jerry?

Really good. Has to
look like a real McCoy.

It was, almost.

Could be happen all
the time with my boss.

Hello, darling.

I didn't hear the front doorbell.

- I didn't ring it.
- Well, now what.

Now I'm gonna tell you
how much I love you.

Do not you dare come near me.

- What's the matter?
- Matter? you take me to a party

and then dance with every
female in the place, but me.

I sit around like Miss
Muffet on my tuffet

while you prance off to solve a

matter that doesn't
concern you in the least.

And then you hop
through my bedroom window

at one o'clock in the morning
and ask me what's the matter.

Ask me what's the matter?

- Not so loud.
- I scream, I hell off.

Why don't you go back to your
life of crime and leave me alone.

Very well. I'll give myself up.

Give yourself up?

I'm wanted for murder.

- Oh Gay, not really?
- I just gave two detectives the slip.

Oh, but darling that's stupid.
They can't possibly blame you.

- Why, you were in the round dancing.
- This is another murder.

I think that's for me. Hello.

- Hello, is Miss Benford in?
- Yes, this is the Falcon.

Oh, hello Gay. Are you all right?

Did you throw them off your trail?

Yes Jerry.

I'm okay I managed
to get away alright.

- Oh, I get it, coward.
- Yes, Jerry.

No, Jerry. I don't
got me home tonight.

I'm gonna pick myself out a
nice bench in Central Park.

You can bring me my spinach
juice in the morning.

It's Jerry.

Where are you now?

I'm still at your apartment.

Oh darling next time you
kiss me like that and I faint,

please let me down gently.

I'm still sore where
that flatfoot dropped me.

Lady, could you spare me a dollar
and a half for a steak and mushroom?

Well, the escaped convict
going to a masquerade.

I just traded clothes with the tramp.

- Since I call a cop and turn you in.
- Oh, darling, I thought you'd stand by me.

I'm tired of standing
by, the line is too long.

- Oh, that girl in my apartment.
- Oh do spare me the details.

I had enough on the telephone.

Now, go away.

Listen if you meet m in Central Park
tonight, I'll explain everything.

- I have a date tonight.
- With who?

You tell me of your business
which definitely isn't.

I'm going to a Swan
Club with Manuel Ratena.

Ratena?

He was good enough to
take me home last night.

You keep away from
Ratena, he's dynamite.

Don't worry darling. I
won't swim in his arms.

He's a crook, Elinor.

I thought I made it clear to
last night that we're through.

Now if you follow me one more step

I'll call a policeman
I'll have you arrested.

This mug bothering you lady?

- Oh, yeah.
- Move on fella.

- Thank you officer.
- Ok lady.

Get going buddy.

And don't let me catch you
panhandling around here again.

No officer. And buy yourself a cigar.

Hello. Oh, you again.

- Haven't you got a home?
- I'm waiting for further instructions.

Now the Dr. Locke is no longer
with us you'll need an assistant.

I've got as many brains as he has and I
don't get caught for every murder in town.

Meet me at Turner's cafe on 42nd
Street just off ninth Avenue.

I'll be there in a rear
booth at 7:00 tonight.

- And be sure you not followed.
- Okay, boss.

What a girl.

I hardly recognized
you in that outfit.

- That's the general idea.
- I borrowed Jerry's car.

I was afraid they might be
on the lookout for yours.

Smart girl. You know, all other
pretty girls are just pretty.

Why did you hang up on me last night?

- Someone after you?
- Barely escaped of my life.

Honest?

Elinor took over just as
I asked where you were.

- Oh, goodness.
- Whatever did you say to her?

Well, I guess that's all
it fixes you with her.

We'll settle that later.

It's all settled Gay.
You take my word for it.

Will see.

- Tell me where does man Ratena live?
- Greenwich Village.

But he's never there. He
practically lives in nightclubs.

I know. And but we're just
going to visit his rooms.

- Break him in?
- In a manner of speaking.

Tonight's my night for back doors.

So you go out and drive
the car down the area.

- I'll be there.
- Okay.

And don't attract any more attention
than your loveliness normally invites.

Oh. Shh, shh.

I can feel my heart
beating in my knees.

- Are you scared?
- No.

- What are we looking for?
- Rags and old ones.

Maybe a shotting gun.

You landed him. Noel,
Santa Cruz California, 1932

- Wonder who Noel is?
- Why?

Are you reasoning
something out or something?

Yes. Wondering if I lived here

where I'd hide something if I were
clever and had something to hide.

Elementary Miss Watson.

- We can climb up to the roof.
- Quiet.

This is what we've been waiting for.

What do you suppose he's calling?

I have an idea.

I suspect Noel the man
by the fish. Do you?

No. Can you shut up?

I suppose he should come out here.

- He's got a date.
- Oh, why can't we go?

- You wait here.
- You will leave me?

Yes, I'm gonna take a
peek behind that panel.

Oh, but you can't.

All right, then you go.

Here, hold this.

All right, go on.

- What did you find there?
- A lethal weapon.

Then he did kill Mrs. Gardner.

No man could kill a
woman in another room

while he was dancing
the rumba with my fiance.

You mean, your ex-fiance.

Wht do you keep reminding me.

Serves you right you should
settle down to one woman.

- Whom do you suggest...
- There are a lot of nice girls.

If you could be really faithful.

- Where to now?
- The city morgue.

- This is the morgue, isn't it?
- Oh yeah, sure.

Was a man brought in here tonight,

I think he was murdered in
her apartment on 21rd Street?

Oh him, yeah, he's around.

My uncle's been missing for years.

Do you mind if I take
a look at the body?

No, no. It's all right.

We've got we've got lots
of bodies around here.

- Waiting for somebody, Miss?
- Yes, my sister.

She's been missing for several days.

They just brought a girl and
drowned in the East River.

And we, my brother and I
thought that might be she...

Oh, no that's too bad.

- Did you know the poor stiff?
- No, No, that wasn't my uncle.

I hope perhaps it might be. Thank you.

FALCON EVADES POLICE

She was just a kid.

A chorus girl, but a good girl.

Then and she met Manuel.

You know that kind?

- Yeah, damn right.
- Well,

when he left her stranded there was
there was just nothing left in life for...

She kept saying how
empty meaningless it was.

I told her she had to go on.

For the sake of the one
to come, the little one.

Was it her, Bruce?

- No.
- Thank goodness.

Oh well, then maybe she's okay.

- I hope so. Good night.
- Good night.

You are certainly a wonderful liar.

I always began to believe it myself.

Who did you see in there?

- Noel?
- The man by the fish?

And he's the man they
found with Dr. Locke.

Yes.

What are we gonna do now?

I'm gonna drive to
police headquarters.

Police headquarters? Are
you gonna give yourself up?

- No. You are.
- Me? Well I--

I have fingerprints to check up on
but you're going into headquarters

with this gun and confess.

Are you crazy?

Be quiet. I got to think
of a nice story for Waldek.

On what is Goldie getting on?

I'm sitting by that desk.

I'm gonna telephone the Falcon,
and all of a sudden I hear a shot.

- Why'd you just call to him?
- You're right outside the window, wasn't?

- Look, Goldie. You know me. I got a heart.
- Yeah Michael, I know you had one.

I only wish you had
a brain to go with it.

You saw Weber kill Mrs. Gardner.

You found out where he lived
and then try to make a deal.

Falcon waited outside the window...

Weber wouldn't play board. You
high signed him. Falcon shot him.

You grab the diamond, and
pass him to the Falcon.

That's the story, isn't it?

- I'm sitting by my desk.
- Yeah, yeah, and heard a shot.

Take it easy, Miss... You
got nothing to worry about.

Release that man in there.

He is innocent for the murder.

- Which one?
- The Weber murder.

He didn't do it because I did.

Oh, you did it?

I shot him with his gun.

He came back from South Africa
and tried to blackmail me.

We were married 15 years ago.

- Yeah
- I shot him right to the window.

I am getting myself up
because I cannot stand by

and see an innocent
man pay the penalty

for a crime that I committed
there for which I have no regrets.

There is the gun, you will find
it is the weapon that killed Weber.

Do with me as you will.

Check on it.

Well, young lady, what's your name?

- Helen Germain.
- What is it? Have a seat Mrs. Reed.

Well anyway it's my middle name.

I tell us where you found this gun
and where you left Mr. Lawrence?

When I left him he was...
To whom do you refer?

All right. All right.

When did you first meet this Weber

before you married him
when you were 11 years old?

- Oh it was all about...
- Oh, forget it, forget it.

Hey Goldie, come in here.

Well, Goldie, you ever
seen this young lady before?

- No.
- She knows you.

Must have been some other guy.

Saw his picture in the paper.
Now I remember his face.

- How could anyone forget it.
- Very funny, sis.

Will you two quit clowning
and give me the story straight?

- That's perfect, Mike.
- Then it is the gun.

Yeah you want to use the telephone
and tell to Falcon, it's ok.

Don't worry about Mr. Lawrence.

You will find the ower of gun at the
Swan Club his name is Manuel Ratena.

and he's there with a woman.

- Pick up Retana.
- Right.

Well, if there's ending to
this, it'll put you in the clear.

But don't put me nowhere
while this guy Retana is loose.

I'm standing on my
constitutional rights, see?

So, if you don't mind I'll just sit here
and talk shop till you bring Ratena in.

Go and tell the Falcon
and I want to see him.

Oh, you're planning
to have me followed.

Not unless you insist.

- Now go on.
- We'll meet in spite of you.

- That dame is twisted in the head.
- But you are alright, yeah?

You ain't hung nothing on me yet.

Swan Club? Miss Benford, please.

Angelo, I think I'm
losing a beautiful woman.

Ah, that's just like a peacock
losing one tail feather...

- plenty more, no?
- Thanks, Angelo.

- Call for you, Miss Benford.
- Thank you.

- Excuse me. Hello?
- Hello darling. And I don't hang up.

And above all, don't get excited.

I think the police will be
in there to pick up Ratena.

Excused herself from the table
and go home. I'll see you there.

Tell Ratena that this
is your chauffeur.

Yes, Oscar.

She is?

Well, in that case I'd
better come straight home.

All right, Oscar.

- Something wrong?
- yes, my aunt is very ill.

Is that funny?

Oh, very funny. You see,
I haven't got an aunt.

I don't get it.

That was Mr. Lawrence.

And I think it's only fair to warn
you that he's trying to frame you.

- Frame me. Why?
- Well, you see you're

approaching on what he
thinks is his territory

he refuses to believe that
our engagement is broken.

So?

I think we'd better leave. There's
no telling what lengths he'd go to.

He even tried to scare me by
saying the police are after you.

- A bit of a screwball, isn't he?
- Oh, quite bit...

Uh, where is he now?

He's going home to change clothes,
and then he plans on meeting me.

Wait here, I'll get our coats.

Everything checked?

It was the gun that
killed Noel, all right.

The police are on their
way over to pick up Retana.

That's fine.

I was grilled and I broke down
and they know that I was with you.

That's okay just saw the gun checks.

Well, the case is breaking, all right.

Darling, you've been
absolutely marvelous.

I don't know what I should
have done without you.

Am I getting a brush-off?

No, I just have to change
clothes and see someone.

Oh, a woman, naturally.

- Naturally.
- Do they all fall for you?

All but the clever ones like you.

You buy yourself a
soda I'm taking a movie.

I'll see you later.

I hate men.

Now look Jerry if this is
reaching a bit too far for a gag.

Get your hands up, Lawrence.

Ah, Retana.

I thought my fiance
was a better actress.

She was kind enough to inform
me that the police were coming.

And that was nice of him.

I'll take the diamond.

Now you surely don't imagine
that I carry it on me, do you?

Wouldn't want to be
found dead with it on you.

Come on Lawrence, this is it.

- Ok.
- Hold it.

Just take off the
coat and toss it over.

Tell me why did you kill Noel Weber.

You and he were friends, weren't you?

Yes.

But he had ideas about
getting the diamond too.

That should have
been a warning to you.

Now can you think of one good
reason why I shouldn't kill you?

I shall most assuredly try.

For instance wouldn't it be
very much to your advantage to...

have the police chase me while
you're making your escape.

It's too late for that.

You have already
switched the hunt to me.

I was careful to
notice that there are no

detectives are on when
I entered the building.

Lookout, Mike.

- Am I shot?
- No, you weren't hit.

You're a crazy little fool,
but you saved my life, darling.

Take care of a her, Jerry. I have
to hurry and change my clothes.

I change to. Very much
is sweat sitting here.

Take your grimy paws
off me, you baboon!

- Don't say that, lady.
- Are you this moron superior office.

- Don't say that, lady.
- Shut up both of you.

Goldie, Goldie tell
this germ who I am.

- Hey Michel. This
dame-- - I said, shut up.

Where's Retana?

Well, chief it's like
this. I crashed the club.

They tell me Retana
has took it on a lamb.

- But he leaves this name and when...
- Line talk.

Listen you a detective is
a servant of the people.

Well my ankles up to a table.

And I tells her she's under arrest
and she says "don't be ridiculous".

And when insist, she brings a
plate down on my head with stack.

It's the heaviest thing I could find?

Well, I'm groggy, but I got the
Dame here before she could duck.

After I sat down on a
chair, he overtook me.

So I bring her in oh
she's in cahoots all right.

Very exciting.

You hit Bates on the
head with the plate? Why?

- Why not?
- What's your name?

Elinor Benford is this gentleman
here can verify and furthermore.

What who are you doing with Retana?

I was simply sitting there
waiting for Manuel when this...

- this creature...
- Don't say that lady.

This creature came crashing in.

How was I supposed to
know he was a detective?

What made you think he wasn't one?

Because a certain man
told me that he was.

- You mean told you he wasn't?
- No, was.

I guess I'm just dumb I don't get it.

- Yeah.
- I think I do.

That person no doubt thinks
this is a very funny gag.

- Michael, this Dame was...
- Please, quit calling me a dame!

Alright, alright now
let's take it easy.

- How well do you know Retana?
- May I use your phone?

- Who do you want to call?
- Mr. Lawrence, if you must know.

Phone. Ok, go ahead.

- Hello?
- Again or yet?

- Oh, Miss Benford.
- Oh, give me that.

And now wait darling it's just
a very strange coincidence. I...

Listen, you...

Now, Elinor, please.
Ladies don't talk like that.

Don't call me a lady...

Well, where are you?

It isn't your business,
you top-hatted termite.

Maybe this is your idea of
comedy, but I'm not laughing.

But darling I tried to warn you.

All right, put Mike on the wire.

you're developing into
a major catastrophe.

Oh, hello Mike.

Listen Falcon, it's a serious
offense to obstruct justice.

I'm going to have you jogged on sight.

Now Mike just as I was about
to solve the whole complication.

Nothing complicated to solve.

Weber killed Mrs. Gardner,
Retana knocked off Weber,

with a dragnet out from now,
he'll be picked up any minute.

It's an
open-and-shut case.

Very well Mike. I'll pick up
the leader of this gang alone.

What newspapers shall I turn the carpet
over to? The Examiner or The Record?

All right Mike meet me at 72nd at Central
Park West, as soon as you can get there.

Oh, and Mike, Miss Benford's
okay and I love her.

Would you do me a favor and
lock her up until we get back?

Okay, swell.

- Now, are you satisfied
- Lock her up, Bates.

Why, that skunk. What
did he say to you?

I demand know what he say to you!

Come on, lady.

Goldie, get me a laywer
Get me a habeas corpus.

Some Dame, huh. Highbrow.
The Falcon is nuts about her.

Yeah. That's what he said.

Then why did you
send it to the cooler?

He wants it all nice till we
pick up the brains this job.

- Want to come along?
- No. I'll sit this one out.

Thanks a million.

You better keep outside
until I call you.

Now, you hear me. Falcon.

I already served my apprenticeship
as a stooge to get where I am today.

Do you want to take
it from here, Mike?

Take what from here?

And I got a right to
know what's going on.

You will get your credit, all
right. Just wait here in hallway.

- Who is this?
- Gay.

I'm afraid I'm a little late
for our luncheon appointment.

I understand. I've read the papers.

- Come in, won't you?
- Thank you.

Come and sit down.

- Cigarette?
- Thanks.

- What's wrong?
- I'm frightened, Gay.

Desperately frightened.

- Why?
- My life has been threatened.

- By who?
- I don't know.

I got a mysterious phone call
last night after you left.

And another tonight.

- Did you recognize the voice?
- No.

Whoever it was knows that I
asked you to handle the case.

They threatened to kill me
unless I got you to drop it.

Well, I suspect that when we
find the man behind the voice,

we will find the
brain behind this ring.

Their malicious, Gay. He'll
kill me before you get him.

Why didn't you want police protection?

How could I?

I knew you'll try and come here.

If the police were
around they'd arrest you.

I'm in the clear now.

I'd feel so much safer
if you were around.

Look, Mike Waldek is outside
you mind if I bring him in?

Of course not.

You know we shall both be
here in case anything happens.

I think I'll go to bed now.

- Good night.
- Good night, and don't worry.

I just wondered if you're going to
spend the rest of the night here.

- So I am. Won't you come in?
- She got a friend?

No, but she needs a couple.

- Who?
- Maxine Wood.

We were gonna pick up the
brains of this gang, remember?

I'm expecting Mrs.
Wood to have a visitor.

Come on.

- Listen, Falcon...
- No words, just seat down, please.

Is this one of your tricks?

Well, Maxine.

I told you I'd take care of you.

I'm keeping my word.

- Wouldn't dare
- Wouldn't I.

That's what someon else thought.

You won't get away with it this time.

Don't worry, they won't get me alive.

Oh, wait, wait.

Too bad you didn't
string along with me.

We could have accomplished
things together.

But now...

You murdering devil...

Back away from that bed.
Don't try anything you.

Retana? So you were
looking to the brain.

I told you when we picked this
bird up the case to be shot.

Stupid old man.

Looks like he's kept his word.

I don't think we
were taking him alive.

Hypo needle.

He jabbed himself for the quick acting
poison when he knew he was cornered.

- Just relax Maxine.
- All right. Thank you.

Look out for that glass.

Mike, you better
pick up that tube with

your handkerchief for
some fingerprints on it.

- Fingerprints?
- Yes, and they're not Retana's.

I've been wondering how you'd
accomplish it, Miss Wood.

Very bright idea.

When he lunged at you, you were
ready for him with a hypo needle.

Mike I'm afraid you're gonna have
to arrest Miss Wood for murder.

You'll pardon me if I seem
to button to my own affairs.

But I kind of like to know why?

Well Miss Wood had to eliminate
Retana or will be exposed.

What do you mean exposed?

If you were checked on the
fingerprints of the late Noel Weber,

you would have discovered that he
recently emerged from San Quentin.

So what?

Where he served eight years for
operating with a jewelry ring.

Headed by his wife who escaped.

She's Mrs. Weber.

Brilliant isn't he?

Right Mike. Now when Weber was
detained by the authorities,

his wife came East and built up
a fancy reputation for herself

as a party giver with jewelry
disappearances on the side.

Yeah, yeah.

Then Weber's released, comes back
to wifey, and together they decide to

double-cross Retana on
this monsoon diamond deal,

and live heavily ever
after on the proceeds.

- How is Retana found out?
- Right again, Mike.

So, he kill one just
about to complete job.

- Well, now he apprehended him?
- Exactly.

Get your coat.

In fact if it hadn't been for
one small slip made by Miss Wood.

You wouldn't have solved
this thing so easily.

Just out of morbid curiosity.

- You mind telling me where?
- Not at all.

When you've sent Miss Reed to
bring me over to this apartment

we very carefully through
everyone off our trail.

And then I left Goldie
outside for about 15 minutes

during which time Weber picked him up.

Now you know Weber didn't
just happen to be there.

- Who cares, where's the diamond?
- In his pocket.

- You are shrewd.
- Thank you.

If you would mind your
own business Mr. Lawrence,

my profession would
be quite a good one.

I'm going to take your tip.
From now on, Mike is on his own.

Poor fella.

All right, all right, let's go.

Turn this dame over to armer,
and I will release Miss Benford.

Yes, sir. This way lady.

- Bring him in?
- No.

So you bungle a job, huh?

I'm gonna stay right here
till I see Retana walk in.

Okay.

Go ahead and tell the cop to
lock you up until Retana walks in.

- Where's the Falcon?
- Outside.

Right here.

Well, good luck Mrs. Wood.

I'd advise you to plead guilty
and just keep smiling at the jury.

Hello darling. Nice of
you to wait up for me.

I hope they keep you in here forever.
I hope they throw the key away.

- I hope you're...
- Wishful thinking, my dear.

I am in the clear. How about you?

I'll gladly spend the
rest of my days here

if I can just get my fingernails
into you for one minute.

Very jealous woman.

I think I can get you off,
if you promise to marry me.

Get out of here. I
know when I'm well off.

Spring her, Elmer.

Now listen to me.

I tried to warn you against
hobnobbing with a murderer,

I had you locked up here
for your own protection.

This is the thanks I get for it.

Gay!

Retana almost shot me.

And it wasn't your
fault that he didn't.

I own considerable debt of gratitude a
very nice young lady for saving my life.

I think I should married her. Goodbye.

Darling I didn't know. Forgive
me up been such an awful fool.

Oh, darling.

Darling, we married immediately, I
promise to give up crime and other women.

Hello Mr. Falcon.

- Are you the Falcon?
- Yes?

You must help me. He's innocent.

I tell you my brother's
innocent. He didn't do it.

Don't let them take him a way!

Oh, excuse me darling
I'll be right back.

If you're not doing anything,
how about a game of gin rummy?

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