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Luís Filipe Bernardes

It's a most outrageous infringement...

...on my patented process
for dehydrating tomatoes.

And I want you to institute a suit
immediately for $1,000,000 in damages.

Something wrong, Mr. Warren?

Huh?

Oh, no, no, I've been listening
to every word.

In my estimation they haven't
a leg to stand on.

What do you think, Warner?

Hm, it's as old as the bible.

The idea originated in Mesopotamia.

What, my package?

No, no, I was referring to this.

You know, this might be the very key
that old Nebuchadnezzar...

...used to lock up Shadrach,
Meshach and Abednego.

You don't say!

Yes. Why, intricate lock and key designs...

...have been found that are
as old as the pyramids.

Here, let me show you something,
come here.

- What about my lawsuit?
- Oh, we'll talk about that later.

First I want to show you some locks
that are practically ageless.

Come in here.

Confounded, Warner, I gotta have
some action.

I can't waste all day looking
at these things.

Get that lock cleaned up, Tuffy?

- I just finished it.
- Good.

Oh, Mr. Smith, I'd like you
to meet Tuffy, my protege.

Tuffy has a natural aptitude
for this sort of things...

...so I invited him over here
after school hours.

Now he's doubling brass.

Office boy to William Warner,
attorney at law.

Apprentice to William Warner, authority...

Ahem... authority in locks and keys.

My, my, where in the world
did you get all these things?

- Collecting is my hobby.
- A rather strange one, I must say.

Oh, I don't know.

Most of the history of the world
can be told through locks and keys.

For instance.
This is a rare old Turkish lock.

Used by in medieval times by a sultan
to lock up his, uh... zenana.

Lock up his what?

His zenana, his harem.

Keep his wives where he wanted them.

He didn't have to contend with my wife.

Nor mine.

And this lock here belonged to, uh...

Maximilian in Mexico.
It was in his palace.

It was also used to keep him
a prisoner before his execution.

This one here is a rare old lock that
belonged to Catherine the Great of Russia.

And this key belonged to Napoleon.

And the only other one like it
belonged to Josephine.

Oh, boy, if only these keys
could talk.

Look, the boss can make
any key talk.

There ain't a lock in the world
he can't open.

I know what this is. It's a pillory.

- How did he guess?
- Right! During the puritan days,

offenders were punished by being
locked in there for public ridicule.

How well I know.
My ancestors are puritans.

- Is that so? Mine too.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

You know, they tell me that my
great-great-great-uncle was quite a cutup.

Yeah?

Can you imagine him putting
his head in here like this?

And putting his hands
in here like this?

Say, can you imagine my
great-great-great-uncle...

...closing it down on him like this?

And I bet your great-great-aunt
couldn't wait until she locked him.

Like this.

Eight o'clock and all is well.

Oh, darling!

- "William, where are you?"
- Yes, maybe I spoke too soon.

That's my wife.

Excuse me, I'll be back in a minute.

Tuffy, find the keys
and let Mr. Smith out

- Hello, darling.
- Hello, dear.

I hope I'm not late for our date.

No, no, not at all, you're right
on time, uh...

What date?

We're going shopping for my
anniversary present, remember?

Of course.

Happy Anniversary, my pet.

Hey, come here.

Silly, it's not until tomorrow.

Oh, I forgot.
Well, I'll take it back till tomorrow.

Come here.

All right, you can go now, honey.

Oh, by the way, has Mr. Smith
been here yet?

Mr. Smith?

Oh, yes, yes, Mr. Smith.
Hey, how did you know?

His wife told me he needed an attorney
and I persuaded her to send him to you.

Well, how thoughtful of you, dear.
I'll see that you get a commission.

Now don't lose this client like you did
all the others Mr. Locksmith.

Don't worry about that, my pet.

He won't get away.

Honey, I'm a changed man.

From now on, no more locks and keys.

No, sir, I'm going to settle down
with the law business for good.

Good.

Hey, chief, I couldn't...

Oh, hello, Mrs. Warner.

Hello, Tuffy.

Yes, I'll be there in a minute.

- All right, get going, dear, come on.
- Some day I'm going to learn that code...

...and find out what you two
say to each other.

I'll teach you all about it,
my darling.

I'm locked in here! Get me out of here,
get me out!

- Who's that?
- It's the man who wasn't there.

Up to your old tricks again.

Now Myra, Myra, listen, you...
I... the...

Myra, Myra...

Why, Mr. Smith, what are you doing
in that thing?

I came in here to give your husband
some business.

And he gave it to me instead.

So this is the way you've settled down,
by giving other people the business.

Oh, now, don't jump to conclusions, dear,

Mr. Smith's forefathers were
Puritans and he was just...

...trying to demonstrate what they did
in those days.

Oh!

- Myra, where are you going?
- Doing a little demonstrating of my own.

You and your silly hobby.
I'm going out and get myself a hobby...

...collecting the most expensive
things I can buy.

And it won't be keys.

- Very simple, my dear.
- Locksmith!

- Good afternoon, madam.
- Good afternoon.

I'd like to see some diamonds,
good-sized ones.

Certainly. Please be seated.

- Thank you.
- I'll be back in a moment.

There's the signal.

It's about time. We've been following
that dame around for a week.

Yeah, get the whipped cream.
Give it to him.

This side, that's it.

Hold it, boy, hold it.

Here we are, madam.

And I may add, the finest we have.

He spends all his money
on locks and keys.

I'll show him where to spend
his money.

I beg your pardon.

Oh, nothing, I'm just drumming up
a sale for you.

This is a lovely stone.

One of the finest.

Mad dog!

Watch out!

Mad dog!

Nice doggie, nice doggie.

You wouldn't bite me, would you?

Or would you?

Look out!

Get him out of here!

Get him out of here!

Are you all right, young man?

And the young lady, where is she?

In the excitement I must have
pushed her into the vault.

That's good. What?

Heavenly days!
The safe has a time lock.

It can't be opened until
tomorrow morning!

She'll suffocate by then.

Well, somebody tell somebody
to do something!

It takes an expert to open
that vault.

- Well, then get some.
- I know who can do it.

Be patient, Mr. Smith.
Patience is a virtue.

It pays off in dividends.

Hey, chief! Chief, it's important!

- And what do you think I am?
- Easy does it.

Hello?

What?

In a vault?

Where?

Hobarth's?
Well, I'll be right over.

Grab the stuff, Tuffy,
we're on our way.

Oh, no, please don't leave me,
not like this!

Here, amuse yourself till we get back.

You can get her out, can't you?

If he can't, nobody can, mister.

- Who is this woman?
- I don't know.

She asked to see the most expensive
diamonds in here.

Oh, the ultra rich.
Give me that drill, Tuffy.

Okay, chief.

Give me a new drill, Tuffy.

It's no use. It's manganese.

You mean you can't open it?

Not soon enough. Unless I can
communicate with the girl in the inside...

...and get her to pull that tripper from
the inside, this whole thing is useless.

How can we communicate with her?

There's no phone in there, you know?

- We can slip her a note under the door.
- Young man, this is no time for jokes!

What's that?

It's the same kind of an instrument used to
communicate with men in sunken submarines.

Here, chief.

What does that do?

It focuses the listener's attention to a
point at which I want her to put her ear.

Unless of course she's too dumb
to get the idea.

You in there, can you hear me?

If you can hear me, rap three times.

She heard me.

Now listen to my instructions carefully.

"Close to where you are listening,"

"...there is a time box."

"Over this time box..."

-"...you will find a tripper."

"Rap when you find it."

"Rap when you find it."

Now just turn the tripper to the left.

No, no, to the left.

To the left.

"Don't touch anything else.
Signal when you're through."

She answered.

Well, this is it, I hope.

It's Mrs. Warner!

- My pet!
- My heel, I broke it!

- Does he know her?
- Does he know her, that's his wife!

Darling, speak to me, say something.

Say something, darling.

Say, you've got a crazy man
in there, Mr. Warner.

- I know.
- Never a dull moment.

When I get out of this thing, Warner,
I'm gonna wrap it around your neck.

Now, now, Mr. Smith, don't get excited.

It's been open all the time.

I'm gonna sue you for this, Warner!

I'll have you put behind a lock
that you can't open.

Talk him out of it, Tuffy.

Who, me?

I'll see you later, chief.

Some days it doesn't even pay
to get out of bed.

Well, how about a drink, everybody?

- Thanks, I'd love one.
- All right.

There we are.

Here, sit down.

- Thank you, Mr. Rockwood.
- No, right here, dear.

- Thank you, Mr. Rockwell.

Well, what'll you have?
I'm drinking milk.

Make mine a coke.

Double brandy, please.

Double brandy, huh? Well.

How do you feel now, my pet?

- Only a little better, my sweet.
- Splendid.

I don't know how we can ever
repay Mr. Rockwood.

First he rescues you from a vicious dog,

then he has the presence of mind
to call me up to open the vault.

How did you happen to call me?

Oh, I've heard about you.
Read your articles.

You see, I'm sort of interested
in locks and keys myself.

There you are, Myra.
I'm not the only fool in the world.

Besides, if it wasn't for my hobby,
you'd have been a dead pigeon by now.

I think you sort of underestimate
your husband's reputation.

- He's really famous.
- You see, little woman?

I'm the most potential criminal
in the world.

With honest intentions, of course.

Say, I have something that might
interest you. I, uh...

picked up an old steel chest at
a blind auction the other day...

...with an unusual lock on it.

- Oh, really? What sort of a lock?
- I don't know.

I haven't been able to open it.

I've called several locksmiths,
but they were even just as baffled.

Say, do you think...

- Oh, it would be imposing.
- Imposing?

Oh, Tommy, you could never impose on me.

- Could he, dear?
- Well, it all depends, dear.

What's on your mind?

Look, suppose we go out
and have some fun...

...and then if you feel up to it,
we might take a look at that lock.

Oh, of course we feel up to it.

That's the least we can do after all
you've done for... for us.

Would you?

-Well, it seems we've already
been spoken for.

Gotta get that shoe fixed.

It's about time you did something
about that...

...heel.

Here we are.

Oh, Tommy, this has been
the most exciting evening.

I'm tingling all over.

Aren't you, dear.

Well, not exactly all over.

My legs are asleep.

Beautiful! Beautiful, Tommy.

All my life I've wanted a home like this.

You're life isn't over, dear.

Yet.

Let's have some music.

Incomplete past, dear.

How about a drink?

Just a glass of milk if you have any.

Double brandy for me, please.

I'll only be a minute.
Make yourselves comfortable.

Oh, pardon me.

He's not only rich and good-looking,
he's also single.

He seems to think you are too.
- Don't be a jealous c-h-i-l-d.

I think I'm just a c-u-t-e.

You must admit he's a bit younger.

Since when does experience bother you?

You've got something there, Mr. W.

Shall we waltz?

That's sweet of you, my pet.

To be in the arms of a man like you
is an experience.

Honey, you'll never win me by flattery.

Are you ready?

One-two-three,
one-two-three.

One-two-three,
one-two-three.

One-two-three,
one...

Sorry, it's my fault really.

You've got both your left-foot
shoes on, dear?

One-two-three,
one-two-three...

Say...

Say, say, don't...

Don't you think it's about time
you brought that chest in?

Oh, the chest.

It's much too heavy.
We couldn't lift it.

- It's down in the cellar.
- Well, what are we waiting for?

All right.
Come on, follow me.

- You're so impatient.
- Oh, come on, come on.

There it is.

Where?

I'll be awfully disappointed
if William can't open it.

Let me see now.

I'm afraid you're going to be
disappointed, dear.

It's a ... it's an old Danish lock.

And I can't open it without my tools.

But you haven't even tried.

Tommy's right. Here, try a hairpin.

You better use something, brother,
and don't make any noise.

The man said not to make any noise.

- Say, what's the idea?
- Shut up!

You open that lock,
you don't need any tools.

Go on, do as the man says.

All right, give me that hairpin.

But it won't do any good.

- What do you want with that chest?
- You'll find out when it's open.

What did you do,
leave your laundry in it?

Alright, you big bad men.
Drop those guns.

Alright, boys, hand them over.

How did they get here?

Warner called me.

Good old Malloy.

You see, Malloy's a sort of
a left-handed precaution...

...that I always take when I go
into strange places.

Sometimes criminals who know my hobby,
like these two men here,

get funny ideas.
You don't mind, Mr. Rockwood.

Why, no, not at all, I...

Here, take these, dear.

Ouch!

Here, I don't want these.

Hey!

- I was only trying to help.
- Yeah, great help.

Take that to the inspector.

It's important. See?

Boy, was that important.

I don't know why they hand out those
honorary police badges to guys like you.

Now, Malloy, be a good boy and run along.

Mr. Rockwood will be down
in the morning to press charges.

- Okay?
- Yes, yes, of course.

Somebody ought to press you.

And give you a good dry-cleaning too.

Alright, get going.

So long, Sherlock.

I'll be seeing you, I'm afraid.

I don't know why we had to leave so early.

- I think he had designs on you.
- You really think so?

Don't feel flattered, my pet.
He had designs on me too.

On you?

What do you mean by making a crack
like that that Tommy had designs on you?

Simply that there's
something phony about him.

Are you implying that only a phony
person can be attracted to your wife?

Not at all, my darling,
after all you attracted me.

But I still say there's something phony
about that Tommy Rockwood.

Well, listen to me, my impulsive mate,

I resent your slur about a man who helped
save the life of your devoted wife...

Unhook me.

That's why I suspect him.

He just happened to be there in time
to protect you from the vicious dog.

And he just happened to be the one
who thought of calling me.

And he just happened to have a chest
with a lock that only I could open.

- Do you happen to know you're pinching me?
- Oh, I'm sorry, darling?

Doesn't it seem strange that he just
happened to wrestle with a vicious dog...

...without even being nipped?

Perhaps the dog happened to remember
that he was a vegetarian.

Oh, darling, that gag went out
with buttoned shoes.

- It did not.
- Did too.

But all joking aside, he's too
innocent looking.

That's silly.

Why don't you admit you dislike
him because he showed an interest in me?

Darling, I'd hate him if he hadn't.

Double brandy, please.

Gee, chief, I knew it was something
important when you got me up out of bed.

Tuffy, I've got to find out
what's in that chest.

- I recognized the lock immediately.
- You did?

Yep, I opened one like it several years ago
at the German Consulate.

German Consulate? Wow!

Yes, that's what I say.
Give me that.

- You stay here and watch.
- Okay, chief.

What are you doing here
at this hour of the night?

Oh, I was, uh...

I was just waiting for my pop.
He works in a swing shift...

Well, I hope your pop gets here
pretty soon.

Kids like you shouldn't be out so late.

Oh, if he don't get here in a few minutes,
I'll go home and walk by myself.

- Well, see that you do.
- Okay, officer, thanks a lot.

If I could only remember my chemistry,
I might be able to figure it out.

What do you make of it, Fred?

Where in the world did you get this?

That doesn't matter, um... what is it?

It's a chemical formula all right.

But I've never seen a compound
with so many contradicting elements.

- Suppose you let me take it along...
- No, no, no, I'll need it. Um...

- I'll send you a copy later.
- All right, send it to my lab.

I'll call you as soon as I analyze it.

- Give my best to Myra.
- I will. Thanks, Fred.

Now remember, when I open that chest,
you attract Mr. Rockwood's attention...

...and I'll slip the formulas back
in the envelope.

Leave it to me, I'm the best slipper-backer
in the business.

Well, you're not the best slipper-upper.

- Yes, sir?
- Is Mr. Rockwood in? He's expecting me.

Mr. Rockwood?

I'm sorry, sir, there's no one
by that name living here.

What do you mean no one
by that name? Since when?

To my knowledge there's never
been a Mr. Rockwood living here.

Are you kidding?

Why, he took me down
to the basement yesterday.

- You do have got a basement, haven't you?
- Yes, sir.

Well, there's a chest down there...

...and I have an appointment
with him right now to open it.

You must be mistaken.

I was here all day yesterday
and no one came in.

Are you trying to tell me
that I'm crazy?

I'm sorry, sir. You'll have to visit
a psychiatrist for that information.

- Good day.
- Just a moment.

Where can I find Mr. Rockwood?

I haven't the least idea.

This is the residence of Mr. John Heyser.

John Heyser. Well, I'll see him.

I'm William Warner.

Mr. Heyser is not at home.

Now, if you'll remove your foot, please.

My foot?

Oh, I beg your pardon, sir.

Come on, Tuffy.

The little man who wasn't there.

Say, maybe we weren't there.

I'm beginning to wonder.

John Heyser.

Mark that down for posterity.

Okay, boss.

William Warner.
Attorney at law, 585 Fifth Avenue.

Apparently Mr. Rockwood's been up
to his old tricks during our absence.

Yes. And perhaps a few new ones.

Well, Roberts, when did you get back?

This morning. I wouldn't remain here
if I were you.

Mr. Heyser will be very angry.

Hello.

I told you never to come here again.

I got lonesome for the old place.

Is that why you brought
Mr. William Warner here yesterday?

Warner? I never heard of him.

He was at the door five minutes
ago asking for you.

Said you brought hem here last night
to open a chest.

Say, what is this?
What are you talking about?

Perhaps that will explain.

What did you do with the papers
that were in there?

Oh, but I told you, I...

All right, so I have got them.

I want them back.

Sure, you can have them.

For $25,000.

I see.

I wouldn't do that.

Because I might have to turn them
over to the authorities and...

Oh.

A little more of your blackmail, eh, Tommy?

That's right, pop.

Come into the study.

Hey, what goes on here?

Well, looks like the house-wreckage
union just held their annual convention.

- Now we've got to fix it up, Tuffy.
- Okay, chief.

I beg your pardon.

Myra! Myra, what are you doing here?

Hey, look, chief, I got a clue!

T.R.

T.R.

- Don't that stand for Teddy Roosevelt?
- Yeah, or Tommy Rockwood.

But why should he search this place?
He doesn't know I have the formula.

Ow!

Now, now, Myra, no more
baby talk, dear.

We'll get you out of here, dear.

It's a good thing they didn't
gag me with the newspaper...

...or you'd have read the funnies
before untying me.

Now, my darling, my love,

my sweet, my baby, my pet...

Don't you try to pet me.
If I didn't have a husband like you...

I wouldn't have been shut in
a closet by a couple of mugs.

Those same two mugs who tried
to hold us up at Tommy's last night?

How could I know, they did it so fast,
nobody introduced us.

William, you said something
about some formulas.

Is that what they were after?

You mean is that what
Tommy Rockwood was after.

Trying to blame it on Tommy.

Will you listen to me, Mr. W.?

We never laid eyes on
Tommy Rockwood until yesterday...

...and ever since I've known you,

I've been chased by thieves, kidnappers
and fortune-hunters.

And I've always gotten the worst of it.

I've had my hair pulled, my eyes blackened,
and my shins kicked.

Move over.

I look like an old hag before I'm thirty.

And what a beautiful old hag.

What a beautiful hag.

Don't change the subject.

You give me one good reason
why you suspect Tommy.

Because I went to Tommy's last night
and took some papers out of that chest.

While you were asleep.

Now you take those papers
right back to Tommy.

Oh, he would, Mrs. Warner, if he
knew where Mr. Rockwood disappeared to.

Disappeared?

Where?

If I knew where he'd disappeared to,
he wouldn't have disappeared.

That's right. Deliberately trying
to confuse me.

Oh, honey, I wouldn't do that.

- Not on our anniversary.
- If you think you can soft soap me...

- Our what?
- Our anniversary.

Oh, William.

Why can't we live like regular married
people in complete boredom?

I'd love it so.

Happy anniversary to you, dear.

Happy anniversary to us, dear.

Come here.

Oh, honey.
I've got a swell idea.

Now suppose you go have
your hair done and I'll, uh...

Well, I'll even buy you a new dress
so we can celebrate.

Oh, really? A night all to ourselves
like regular married people?

Yeah, just us two.
You know, I think every married couple...

...should do the town once in a while,
don't you? Don't you, honey, huh?

All right, I'll see you at 5:30.
Come on, honey.

I'm so happy.

Promise me you'll get rid of whatever
you found in Tommy's house.

Yes, and I'll wash my hands of
everything but the law, business and you.

From now on my hobby is going
to be confined to one key.

They key to your heart.

Run along now, darling.

Oh!

Goodbye, Mr. W.

Goodbye, Mrs. W.

Hello? Yeah.

Oh, yes, Fred.
What did you find out?

This is a formula for a most
powerful explosive.

To my knowledge there's no record
of anything to equal it.

What are you doing with it?

Oh, I'm handling it for a client.

Well, you'd better handle it with care.

Yeah, don't worry, Fred old boy.
Yeah, I will.

That's right.
Yes, thanks a lot.

Well, now I know why they turned
this place topsy-turvy.

Who's they, boss?

- Yes?
- "John Heyser to see you."

Mr. Heyser? Send him in.

- Who did you say?
- "Mr. John Heyser."

John Heyser?

Well, send him in.

All right. I think I can handle
this alone. Scram.

- Okay, chief.
- Okay, chief.

Why, Mr. Warner, what happened?

I was looking for a book on surtax.

Surtax?

How do you do, Mr. Heyser.
Come on in.

How do you do?

Oh, somebody had a funny idea
that I had something here of value and...

Tommy Rockwood, no doubt.

Tommy Rockwood?

Why, Mr. Heyser, your butler gave me
the impression you didn't even know him.

Unfortunately we are related.

- Tommy Rockwood is my stepson.
- Oh.

- Well. may I take your hat and coat?
- No, thanks.

- Will you have a cigarette?
- No, thanks.

Well, won't you sit down?

No thanks.

Tommy has caused me no end of trouble
since the death of his mother.

And I came here to warn you against him.

Well, that's very nice of you, Mr. Heyser.

Oh, um...

Would you return this to Tommy
when you see him?

I don't intend to see him.

Mr. Warner,

I know that you're a lock and key expert.

And I know that Tommy induced you
to open an old chest in my home.

There are some formulas missing
from that chest.

Yes, I know. I took them.

I suppose you know that
constitutes burglary.

Yes, I do.

But I was a bit suspicious of Tommy and...

Well, don't worry, I won't proffer charges,
the formulas are of no value.

They're merely some old notes
on an unproved process...

... for the manufacture of synthetic
rubber. It didn't work, cost me a million.

But the formulas are still my property.

- I want them back.
- Oh, yes, yes, of course.

You shall have them, Mr. Heyser, I...

They're not here at the moment.

- Where are they?
- In my apartment.

Oh, well...

- See that you get them to my office.
- I surely will. Thank you.

Or better still...

I'll send someone for them.

Oh, fine, fine.
Here, I'll give you my address.

Very well, Mr. Warner.

I'm sorry you can't
stay longer, Mr. Heyser.

You know, I have a cute little
bar over there. I pull it right out...

...and it's swell. We might hoist
a couple, you know?

Yes, yes. And, uh...

Just another word of advice.

Stay away from Tommy Rockwood.

He might get you involved with someone
who will not be so lenient.

Good day.

Good day.

Hey, chief.

Chief, you mean you're really going
to give him back the formulas?

You're right again, Tuffy.

Is Mr. William Warner in?

Warner? Oh, yeah, Warner.
Come right in.

Thank you.

All right.

Hay, chief, there's someone to see you.

I presume it's all your...

Oh, excuse me.
I'll be back in a jiffy.

- Won't you sit down, please?
- Thank you.

That's fine.

- Cigarette?
- No, thank you.

These collars.

Well, I... I guess I'll get going now.

So long.

So long.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Bye.

Well, I can't understand why Mr. Heyser
should send anyone like you, Miss...

- Miss Manners. Sylvia Manners.

- How do you do?
- I'm Mr. Heyser's personal secretary.

- He sent me for an envelope.
- Oh, here it is.

- Thank you.
- You're very welcome.

Oh, how stupid of me,
I'm always doing that.

Oh, that's all right, I'm used to it.
It's one of my wife's favorite habits.

- Thank you.
- It's quite all right.

I can't understand why you women carry
all that junk around in your purse.

We don't need it, but if we
didn't have it, we'd simply be lost.

While I'm down here, I might as well
wax the floors.

Oh, look, I haven't had a chance
to dust this place in days.

- Oh, my stockings!
- Don't tell me you lost those too.

No, but look what I've done to them.

I simply couldn't go out
in the street like this.

Have you an extra pair that I could borrow?

Yeah, but I don't think mine would fit.

I don't think they would.

But your wife's might.

Yeah, they might at that.

Come on.

- Pardon me.
- Thank you.

Sorry about that.

- Oh, sit down, sit down.
- Thank you.

- This is so sweet of you.
- Oh, that's nothing.

- If you don't mind.
- Hm?

Oh, I beg your pardon.

Yes?

Hey, chief, your wife's coming!

Well. stall her, stall her...

...till I get this dame out of here.

Hello, Tuffy.

How are you? I was just going home.
Can I help you with those?

Oh, thanks, Tuffy, that's nice of you.

- You got a lot of packages there, eh?
- Oh, I had a lot of fun.

Come on, let's go.

Oh, I'm so sorry!

My hat, Tuffy.

Now won't you hurry, please?
My wife's on her way up.

- Let me get that.
- Sorry.

Tuffy, don't forget you have to stall her.

Hello! Yes!

Tuffy, be sure to stall her!

So that's it!

He's only kidding you.
He's got a great sense of humor.

Come here! Don't go...

Please! Won't you come out, please!

They're lovely, aren't they?

I'll say they are.
Well, goodbye.

- You don't know how grateful I am.
- That's quite all right.

- What shall I do with these?
- Oh, I'll take care of those, thank you.

Well, goodbye.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

My best black nylons!

Your nylons? Can't a lady come
to this apartment...

...without you suspecting her
of stealing your stockings?

I know. You were listening in that keyhole
just like a wife in a cheap melodrama.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself
thinking such thoughts.

Just for that I'm going to cancel all
our engagements at the club tonight.

Now listen, don't try and talk yourself
out of it because it won't help.

- Hm, I like that!
- Ah!

Silly, it's just a remodelation of the one I
was wearing the first time I picked you up.

My you were frightened.

Well, after all, dear, I wasn't accustomed
to getting the wolf call from young ladies.

Well, here we go.

I can just see the society columns
tomorrow morning.

"Mr. and Mrs. William Warner..."

"... celebrating their fifth anniversary
at the swanky Savoy..."

"...under the table."

"Open up!"

- Going anywhere?
- Yes, we were just about to go to sleep.

Why they're fancy pajamas you're wearing.

Well, you see, we meet a better
class of people in our dreams.

Well, wake up, my sleeping beauty.

Come on over here,
I want to show you something.

You see that?

Right in the middle of that fire is
the Intercoastal Oil Company's warehouse.

It's threatening this whole section
of the city.

We need your help.

What do you want us to do,
blow it out?

But you don't understand.

That warehouse is loaded with gas.

Send it some bicarbonate of soda.
Come on, dear.

Stop being funny, Warner.

That warehouse is loaded
with drums of gasoline.

There's a trick lock on the door.

We can't break it down because
it's solid steel and concrete.

- And I'm the only one that can open it.
- You catch on quick

No, you can't go, dear.
It's too dangerous.

Oh, can't I?

From now on, Mr. W.,
I go everywhere you go.

Remember?

Be care of yourself, dear!

You'll have to work fast.

If this wind keeps up, this place
will blow up like a matchbox.

What happened to this lock?

One of the boys tried to bust her open
with a sledgehammer.

Do you think you'll be able to make it?

- I hope so.
- I hope so too.

Hey, turn that steam
on that building over there!

How's it coming?

I don't know yet.

It's a tough one.

Any chance?

It's coming.

- This blaze is making headway.
- I know.

I can sure feel it.

- You can, eh?
- Uh-huh.

Your hat! Darling, your hat!

There! There she is!

Come on, man, let's go.

I still say you did it on purpose.

It only proves, darling, it doesn't pay
to be hot-headed.

I suppose if I'd fallen down and broken
my legs, you'd have been in hysterics.

- Eek!
- Sorry.

Hey, give me a hairpin.

This is one hairdo that won't last
a lot of hairpins.

- Good evening, sir.
- Good evening.

Good evening. Do you mind
if I borrow a hairpin?

Wha...

Ah, rats.

Rats to you too!

It was open all the time.

That's funny, it was locked when we left.

- What's that?
- What's what?

How did that get in here?

It's addressed to you all right.

So it is. That's strange.

I wonder what's in it.

It is heavy all right.

- Why don't you open it?
- Not a bad idea.

Atchoo!

You'd better get out of those wet clothes
before you sneeze again...

...and knock yourself out.

Who has more fun than people
who play with keyholes?

- There!
- What's in it?

Well, what's in it?

Tommy Rockwood.

Oh, Tommy Rockwood.
Silly, what would he be doing in there?

What?

Give me that tray before you drop it.

Let's call the police.

"Police! Open up!"

You had to open your mouth!

- I'll let them in.
- Are you crazy?

We won't be able to explain this.
We got to get him out of the way.

Will you open this door?

"Warner, will you open this door?"

- Do those people carry on!
- I wish they'd move out.

We had more peace and quiet around here
when the Armistice was signed.

Oh, look! A man!

Someone's peeping at us.

Open the door!

Won't he catch cold?

"Come on, Warner, open up this door,
will you?"

Well, it certainly took you long enough.

All right, boys, search the joint.

Start in the bedroom.

Malloy, this is getting irksome.
What is it now?

Being a man of few words, sit down!

- Don't you talk to my husband like that!
- You, sit down too!

- Do you know what you're doing, Malloy?
- Do you?

- Search me.
- That's what I'm doing.

Show me your warrant or hit the road.

Here you are. Search warrant.

- And there's one to go with it.
- Arrest?

Sit down.

- John Heyser.
- Just who is John Heyser, dear?

He's the man I told you about,
Tommy Rockwood's stepfather.

- The one who sent that girl here.
- Oh, the girl in the case.

What are you doing, collecting antiques?

- All right, Warner, where's the dough?
- What dough?

The 25 grand you and Tommy Rockwood
extorted from Heyser for those formulas.

You're crazy.

I turned over those formulas
to his secretary for nothing.

For nothing?
For my best black nylons!

And I'm going to get them back
if it's the last thing I do.

If you can find any dough of Heyser's
around here, I'll eat your hat.

That's a... very nice hat you're...
you're wearing... you got on there.

Oh, you like it?
The wife bought it for me.

This is silly. If you believe my husband
has the money, go ahead and search him.

Yes, I dare you to. Go ahead.

Search me.

You wouldn't be dumb enough
to have it on you.

Then go ahead, search me.

Although you don't think my husband would
be dumb enough to give it to me, do you?

He hasn't that much brains.

Find anything, boys?

What are they doing in there?

Put down my girdles!

Get out of here!

I've had enough of this!

All right, Warner.

What did you do with the dough?

I spent it on left-handed marbles.

Ah-ha, your police badge.

I'll take it with me.

You won't need it where you're going.
Listen, Warner!

I'm gonna find that dough if I have
to stay here and search all night.

Sit down, boys,

since you're going to stay all night,
you might as well be comfortable.

You too.
How about some tea?

You're perfectly comfortable, boys?

Flies.

Shoo! Shoo!

Shoo! Shoo!

Darling, I think the tea is cold.

No, I just made it, it's hot.

It's hotter than I thought.

I think I'll take it out
and blow on it awhile.

You and your big feet!

Sorry, darling. Forgive me, please.

Well, how did that get there?

Ask the tea leaves.

Yeah, it's marked all right.

I guess it's all here.

$25,000.

Malloy, I never saw that roll of bills
until a few minutes ago.

I just put my hands in my pockets
and it was there.

I should have pockets like that.

Come on, Warner, let's get going.

See you later.

Come in.

Officers too, Millie.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself
permitting such things.

What things?

There's a peeping Tommy
on that fire escape.

Peeping Tommy on the fire escape?
Where?

Oh, they...
They must be talking about me.

You see, I often go out
in the fire escape to... kind of, you know,

look around.

You ain't that desperate yet.

Now, just a moment.

Don't bother.

I'll look for you.

I don't see anyone.

Then who's he?

Tommy Rockwood.

- Is he dead?
- He is.

Peeping Tom is dead?

This is extortion and murder.

You'll get about 175 years for this.

All right, boys, bring the body in.

I'll take this one out.

- Well, has he been behaving himself?
- Ain't heard a word out of him.

Oh, he must be taking this
worse than I thought.

This is it.

He's gone!

He's gone.

How did they expect me to keep him
under lock and key?

So help me if he ever gets
out of this scrape...

...and ever mentions a lock to me again,

I'll knock his brains out
if I can find him.

Get him! I got him!

- Hey! Hey!
- I got him! I got him!

Cut it out! Cut it out!

Wait a minute, it's the chief.

Oh, William, darling, did I hurt you?

Well, you didn't do me any good.

Myra, I don't like to complain, but if
this keeps up, we won't have a vase left.

Why didn't you come in through the door?

I'm an escaped convict, a fugitive
from a phony murder charge.

I didn't know you were a kidabout, chief.

Is that what the well-dressed
locksmith was wearing?

Oh, just a little wing thing...

...with the reed pleat that I picked up
in front of the second hand store.

Remind me to send them a check.

But you didn't do anything, chief.
Why do you want to escape for?

I want to find out why Heyser
had me arrested.

You suppose it's because of those
formulas you found?

I don't know.

I had photostatic copies made
and sent them to Washington.

But I haven't heard anything yet.

Say, chief, this is like a mystery
story I read.

You know, when a guy is charged with murder
and escapes so he can prove his innocence?

Yeah? How did he do it?

He didn't. He was guilty
and got the chair.

Oh, you're a great help.

Well, I'd better get out of this booby suit
before some kids in bobby socks pick me up.

Hey, chief!

- Some lawyer and some cops!
- Oh, I'm getting out of here.

Tell them you haven't seen me
since you last saw me.

- Where are you going?
- To Heyser's house.

- I'm going with you.
- Oh, no, you're not.

- Oh, yes I am!
- Mommy, I hate to do this,

- but poppy says no!
- No!

No! get me out of here!

Get me out!

Help! Help! Help!

Get me out! Help!

Come on, boys!

Help! Help! Get me out!

Help!

- What were you doing in there?
- Developing pictures.

I suppose you stepped
in that closet by yourself...

...and locked the door from the outside.

A trick I learned when I was a child
from an old Indian faker.

You're married to a bigger faker right now.

The only reason I put him in jail
was to save his life.

What are you talking about?

Look, we know all about Heyser.

I'm just waiting for the right moment
to spring a trap on him.

That's why I arrested your husband,
to get him out of the way.

If he gets in Heyser's hair,
Heyser will kill him.

- Kill him?
- Yes!

Worse than that he'll spoil
everything for us.

- It isn't a trick is it?
- This is the truth so help me.

I know Warner didn't kill Rockwood.

How could he when he faints
at the mere sight of blood?

Now will you tell me where he is?

He went to Heyser's house.

- In a bathrobe?
- Oh, no, he's not that stupid.

He's wearing a zoot suit.

That's more like it.

Zoot suit?

Come on, boys.

There was a pan!

Wait, you go upstairs and look around.

Atchoo!

- Gesundheit, chief.
- Thanks.

Shh!

What's eating you? Can't you talk?

Well, let's scram.

There's no use just hanging around
here, there's nothing in this room.

Peek-a-boo!

- Where's Heyser?
- Attaboy, chief.

- You knocked him out cold.
- I ought to have my head examined.

Now I'll never find out where Heyser is.

- Maybe he's at that chic's house.
- What chic?

Mr. Heyser's secretary, Miss Manners.

I followed her after she left your place
and I saw her meet Heyser.

Good work, Tuffy. Where did they go?

- An apartment house. The Crescent Arms.
- Tuffy, you'll get a raise for that.

From no on you salary's $10,25 a week.

Gee whiz, 25c raise?

- Thank you, chief.
- That's all right, you deserve it.

Now listen, you'd better go to my home
and let my wife out of that closet...

...before she stops breathing.

Hey, wait a minute, can't I go with you?

You want me to have another
murder rap on my hands?

- All right, I'll go.
- Attaboy.

- What's the matter?
- It's Malloy.

That guy's father must have been
a bloodhound. Get over there.

All right, boys.

I'll make arrangements for you
to leave the country at once.

Henry will go with you, he's
known at the consulate there...

...and he'll arrange for you to
turn over the formulas to them.

When can we expect you?

Oh, Steve and I will join you
in a week or so.

All right, darling. It'll only take me
a few minutes to pack.

Somebody get the police!

I'll get them!

Yes. Two tickets on the first plane out.
Most urgent.

Yes, I understand.
This is John Heyser speaking,

president of the Ajax Corporation.

Yes, I'll hold on.

Goodbye.

You haven't much time.
Get packed and meet us at the airport.

Hell, if Heyser gets a hold of him,

I won't see him again until I act
as pallbearer to his funeral.

How can a guy be such a dope
on a milk diet?

"Calling cars 12, 19 and 22."

"Calling cars 12, 19 and 22."

"Proceed to Crescent Arms."

"Man in zoot suit threatening
to jump from fifth floor."

"Man in zoot suit threatening
to jump from fifth floor."

Zoot suit?

Step on that gas!

He's gonna be awful mad at me
for telling you he came here.

He's going to be awful mad? What do
I look like, Miss Good Nature of 1941?

I wonder what's up.

Someone's trying to commit suicide.

- It's the chief!
- What's he doing up there?

William! William, you go
right inside, you hear?

He's acting kind of wacky.

Maybe he's having a nervous breakdown.

That's a fine place to have on.

Open the door!
Open the door at once!

I got a better idea.

The chief taught me this trick.

Yeah, and some day you may get
20 years for it.

What's the matter with you?
Have you gone crazy?

Come in here at once before something
happens to you.

What do you mean by standing out
there in that zoot suit with a mad plaid?

Sometimes I think your brain
is really off the beam.

Darling, do you know
who's apartment you're in?

Of course I do. It belongs to that woman.

The one you gave my stockings to,
and if I ever...

Oh, that isn't all, dear. Look.

Hiya. Mr. Heyser, glad to see you again.

So that's Mr. Heyser!

You're the one who's responsible for
getting my husband into all this trouble.

Well, let me tell you something!

Shh!

Don't you shoosh me!

Just keep it up, darling.
You're building me a beautiful coffin.

Coffin? What are you talking about?

I don't think you appreciate the fact I
came all the way up here to save your life.

As for you!

You needn't think
I'm going to save your life.

Detective Malloy has a trap
all set for you...

...and I wouldn't be a bit surprised
if you didn't get caught in it.

My black nylons? Hold this!

Hold him, Tuffy, I'll call the cops.

Operator! Operator!

Never mind, operator.

- How are you doing, honey?
- Fine!

How are you doing, honey?

Fine!

Nice going, Heyser.

- She's doing all right.
- Okay!

Well, it looks like you're the new
champion, Mrs. Warner.

- Raise her army, Tuffy.
- Okay.

Those are the two men who locked me
in my husband's office.

Oh, just a minute.
And what's the meaning of this?

You can cut the act now, Heyser,
we know all about you.

And you, Warner.

- Where is he?
- Yeah, where is he?

He was here a minute ago.

Oh! Help! Help!

Help!

- Help!
- Hang on, honey, hang on.

Oh, I don't know why I didn't
put you in a straightjacket.

And man, how you can
gum up the works.

I thought you'd never quit messing up
this case for me.

- Here.
- My police badge.

Yeah. You don't really deserve it
except for one thing.

By sending those photostatic copies
of that formula to Washington,

you helped clinch the case
against Heyser...

...and a lot of other heinies
he's mixed up with.

Not bad, huh. And I'm gonna tell
you a lot of other things.

Oh, you don't have to tell me about
his killing Tommy Rockwood.

I figured that one out for myself.

With the help of the Department.

But I'm warning you.
From now on, Warner,

you're not going to stick your nose
in anything except your law books.

Take him away.
That too, minus the stockings.

And that goes for me too.

Either you give up your hobby
or you give me up.

Oh, honey, a fellow can get
a new hobby any time.

No, honey, I mean it this time.

I'll never pick a lock as long as I live.

- Honest Injun?
- Honest In...

Are you having trouble, miss?

I wonder if you could help me out.

I lost the key to my apartment
and I can't get in.

Oh, I'd be delighted.
Allow me.

What a strange way to open a door.

Never again.

Honest Injun.

- Subtitles -
Luís Filipe Bernardes