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Why would anybody want to read about
these things in a newspaper?

What's so fascinating about old coins,
anyway?

Well, not much to me, but maybe to a
collector.

Yeah.

This was given to me by an old
acquaintance of mine, Weldon Gray.

You ever heard of him?

He's a rare coin dealer, right?

He just bought five of the rarest coins
in the world at an auction in London for

$800,000.

Well,

that's a little out of my price range.

He's given me an exclusive to come over
and photograph the coins.

I thought we might make a feature story
of it. And you want me to cover it?

That's the general idea.

Get over there.

One way or another, I've been fascinated
with coins since I was a small boy.

These don't mean much to you, do they,
Mr. Parker?

Anytime somebody spends close to a
million dollars for a handful of

change... I'm impressed.

Well, it's not just the dollar value
here.

There's excitement, mystery, romance.

If I was wealthy enough, I would never
sell any of these coins. I'd keep them

all for myself.

Most collectors get caught up like that,
I guess.

It's not just the collecting.

I fall in love with each coin.

With some men, it's painting. With other
men, it's money. Of course, with others,

it's beautiful women.

I certainly don't discount beautiful
women.

That's my wife.

My ex-wife, unfortunately.

Yes, well, maybe you could give me a
little of the history of these coins.

Of course.

This one here was minted in 1913.

It's one of only four that were produced
in error by the U.S. Mint.

The other three were just...

What's the matter?

Nothing. I thought I heard a... Lock
that door myself, and I'm the only

one who has a key. Don't move!

Now, turn your backs.

Don't look around if you want to stay
alive.

I get the safe.

It was broad daylight.

You had to see something.

Just before I was hit, I saw that wall
over there. You can check that out.

Peter, how about you?

I saw the same wall and then a terrific
view of the floor.

Look, if I had any information about the
theft of $800,000 worth of coins, don't

you think I'd tell you? Are you insured?

What's that got to do with anything?

Probably nothing.

You saw a hand and a gun.

You heard a voice.

And then the voice was muffled.

This is supposed to be an ordinary
robbery. Why would an ordinary thief

disguise his voice?

Or hers?

Afraid, maybe, that they might be
recognized?

Hi, Lieutenant. Room for one more in
here?

Yeah, let her in.

How did you beat me here? News of the
robbery just came over the ticker.

You're Julie Masters.

I remember you. You covered a coin show
that I lectured at once.

Mr. Parker was here when the robbery
occurred.

Are you okay?

Oh, yeah.

Yes, I am. I just shouldn't nod my head.
It might fall off. Oh, well, don't let

that happen. You may need it again.

Okay, Julie, go ahead and take your
pictures. I have an investigation to

conduct. Right.

Did you get anything with your camera?

Nothing that I think you can use.

I may have gotten one picture of the gun
in the hand.

I want it. I want all the pictures you
took. Something might show up. All

right, I'll process the film and get you
some prints. I'll be at the paper to

pick them up.

Five rare coins were stolen. How would a
thief dispose of the coins?

Any collector would buy them.

That's a big help.

Okay, Pete, get on those prints.

I haven't got much else to go with. Come
here. I'll have them for you in one

hour. Everything on the desk.

How you doing?

Maybe too well.

Come again?

I won't be sure until I run off prints,
but the negatives show I took a picture

I never took.

You know you're not making much sense.

Yeah, well, neither does this extra
frame of film.

It appears to be a picture of a lady
holding a gun.

Hey, maybe that door was open a little
extra, and you got a picture of the lady

who was about to belt you into
dreamland. No, I would have seen her.

And I don't get it.

What does she look like? I won't know
that until I have a print of the

picture.

Well, it'll be good news for the
gendarmes. The lieutenant is in with

Jameson. And one of his troops is
waiting outside the door here to pick up

your evidence.

Don't tell them about the extra frame of
film.

Peter, you're going to hold out on the
cops and not tell them about it? I am

not satisfied with how this picture got
on my roll of film.

Yeah, but you're sticking your neck out
for a lady. You don't even know what she

looks like. It's not the lady, and it's
not me personally. Somebody is trying to

use my job as a newsman to pull a fast
one.

How? I don't know. And I don't want you
to know what I'm going to do.

I just don't want you involved in this.

Okay.

But you're asking for trouble, Peter.

And being in trouble all by yourself is
a lonely place to be.

How's Flash doing?

Coming along.

Coming along.

All right, what gives?

He's still in there. I guess it's taking
him longer than he figured.

Parker, what's taking you so long?

He's in there. He couldn't get out
without me seeing him.

Okay, Peter, you better get your act
together. We're coming in.

He couldn't get out. While you were
awake. I went to the water cooler, but I

kept my eye on the door. Sure.

Whatever game Pete's playing, I set the
rules and he's broken them.

He cut out of here taking his film with
him. That film is evidence in a felony.

I hope the prison newspaper can use a
good photographer.

Not exactly flattering.

As it happens, it is not me.

So I guess I shouldn't complain.

Are you sure?

Would you know the difference if
somebody faked a picture of you?

Yes, I suppose I would, but that is a
very, very good likeness.

It looks as though someone tried very
hard to make it a good likeness, for

whatever reason.

I was about to have coffee.

Would you join me?

Where were you at 10.30 this morning?

I was here.

Can you prove that?

I was alone.

The reason I ask is because it was
exactly at that time that your husband

was robbed of some coins worth $800,000.

Losing coins would hurt him terribly.

Coins to me were simple things that nice
people left me for my smiling when I

served them coffee.

Wish them a nice day.

Please, sit down.

Coins were kind of happy thank yous.

He treated them as though they meant
more than people.

I was taking pictures just before the
robbery.

When I developed my film, that one was
the last one on the roll.

I didn't take it.

I don't understand.

Is somebody trying to frame me?

No, it certainly looks like that,
doesn't it?

Yes, I guess so, but... Who?

Why?

Are you sure this is for real?

Then why aren't the cops breathing down
my neck?

Because I didn't give them that picture.

Thanks.

But you have to, don't you?

Just let me handle that. Now, Mrs. Gray,
how do you get along with your ex

-husband?

I still like him, but not as a husband.

Does he like you?

I'm just asking because I want to find
out who would try to frame you.

Well, we had problems in our marriage.

He didn't want the divorce.

We had a couple of large fights, but
they blew over when he realized I wasn't

going to stay on display like one of his
rare coins.

Okay, well, do you know anybody at all
who is about your size and knows you

well enough to be able to duplicate your
hair and...

Your clothes and... Who hates you.

I never thought I did anything to make
anybody hate me.

But I guess I'm wrong.

Don't have any answers.

I'm sorry.

Don't try to throw your weight around
with me, Lieutenant.

I can only assume that Peter Parker had
some very good reason for leaving when

he did.

I'll keep you advised of any further
developments.

Well, I covered for you.

I am not giving him the pictures.

Turning over those prints could do
somebody a lot of damage.

Not turning them over can definitely do
you a lot of damage.

At least I'll have you in front of a
judge in no time.

And you know what'll happen?

When I refuse to hand them over, I'll be
held in contempt of court. That's right.

And slammed in the slammer.

Look, someone is trying to use me to
frame another person in this coin

robbery. Who?

I can't tell you that.

I mean, right now, you could honestly
tell a judge that you have no

information about this.

But if I tell you, you'll either have to
reveal what I say, or you could face

contempt charges, too.

Well, you're willing to risk a jail
sentence.

Well, Your joining me in jail isn't
going to help.

I don't have any choice.

Not if I intend to back up something I
believe very strongly in.

That a newsman should be protected by
the First Amendment.

I stick to the old-fashioned idea that
newspaper people are honor-bound to

protective sources.

And use their judgment in releasing any
information they've gathered.

I'll back you all away.

I don't appreciate being called out of
my court with a trial in session.

Even without this interruption, my
calendar is very tight.

Please keep in mind I can give you five
minutes at the most.

Your Honor, Peter Parker is an honorable
and honest man.

Forcing him to go to jail is a mockery
of justice and an attack upon the

freedom of the press.

It's ridiculous to treat a man as a
criminal for doing a job that's vital to

society.

Your attorneys have already made those
points, Mr. Jameson.

I'm making them again, Your Honor,
because I feel very strongly about them.

You're wasting my time.

Well, at least Brandt has a stay so that
we can pursue other legal remedies.

Mr. Parker is in contempt of court.

He can remain free if he provides the
material which has been subpoenaed.

Failing that, he will accompany the
bailiff for immediate processing and

incarceration.

This hearing is at an end.

All right, let's get the ground rules
set.

Now, you're a newspaper fan, so you
really think that makes you important.

It's never made me important before. I
don't know why I wouldn't jail.

Well, in here, you're just the same as
everybody else. You get out of line, you

get the book thrown at you.

Somehow, I get the feeling that newsmen
are not your favorite people in the

world.

Do you ever read a story about a nice
prison guard?

I don't remember.

Maybe we could start a new trend.

You use your muscles where you should
use brains.

I don't see you using your brains to
bend this thing.

Yes, I did. I used me brains to get you
to use your muscles.

Now, one of these days, I'm going to bat
your brains down into your belly.

Oh, no. It's Brad's blood.

We're sort of a team.

We're on a win and run.

You wouldn't want to spoil it.

Watch me handle him.

Did an excellent job.

Won't seem like you did.

Seen nothing in the newspapers about
your ex-missus being clapped in the

dungeon for stealing them coins.

That was the fault of that newspaper
photographer. I'll handle that another

way.

Good. I'd hate to waste me star in
performance.

I'd like to talk about me, Alimony.

Take that thing off, you fool. Somebody
will see you.

Keep your hair on, dolly boy. There's no
one around here. I told you to get rid

of that and the clothes. Did you now?
Must have slipped me mine.

Remember anything about that, Wiley?

Nothing.

I never just remember nothing when
money's involved.

Black man.

Well, that won't work.

You guys are getting nailed, too.

Call it insurance.

Anything went wrong, the coppers might
get a package with clothes and hair.

Now, me and Wiley, we'd be long gone.

But you, now you got roots.

You stay in one place, and you'll be
right here to answer them penetrating

questions the coppers love to ask.

We had a deal.

You watching on it? Would I do that? I'm
just waiting here, quiet and peaceful,

till Wiley and me get our money.

When I get it, you'll get it. Oh, that's
nice.

In the meantime, let me have the coins.
Coins?

They're mine.

I want them. Oh, yeah, them, sure.

You'll get them, absolutely. Right,
Wiley?

Quirky says something, I always believe
him. You better, too. As soon as that

money is in my hand.

This hand.

Right here, where I can look at it,
count it, and enjoy it.

The deal was, you give me the coins when
the robbery's completed.

We decided to hold on to them.

I need one coin to do the job that the
photographer didn't do.

You can keep the other four.

Out of the goodness of me heart and
because I'm a trustin' man.

Should I go get one?

Not that trustin'. Don't go near that
stash while he's here to have a look

-see.

But we'll get him in your hot little
hand quick-like.

Sad visiting hours with the press.

Interviewing prisoners manages to get
special privileges.

Nice of you to visit.

Cheater, it's awful.

Well, like the guard told me, have you
ever seen a nice jail?

No. It just seems a lot different when
you're not involved.

It's not the jail.

Seeing you in it.

Okay, so it's not the Waldorf.

Well, I wouldn't visit you if this was
the Waldorf.

After all, I only came here to research
the psychology of hardened criminals

like you.

Well, actually, I'm still just kind of a
fretless criminal. I'm just learning the

trade. Study and work hard. That's the
way to success.

So, did you just come here to encourage
me in my life of crime?

No. I came here to tell you that the
coin robbery that got you in here may be

close to solution, so you might get out
fairly soon.

Give. Okay.

The lieutenant managed to squeeze some
information out of Mr. Gray, and now

there's a prime suspect, Bonita Gray.

No. I know she didn't do it, but I do
have to talk to her.

Well, wouldn't that bring more suspicion
on her?

You're in here for not producing
evidence.

I mean, the police would think the
evidence related to her.

Did it?

Never mind.

But you've got a point about the police.

I've got to find out... What?

The angle at which a photograph was
taken.

Well, I can ask your boss to get the
lawyers to make another attempt to get

you out of here for long enough to see
her.

It's a slim chance.

Try it, would you? Right now?

Peter, really, are you okay?

I hate to see you in here.

Yeah, well...

I'm not too crazy about it myself.

Guard!

I think you're a terrific guy.

Don't put him on bread and water.

We treat everybody the same.

He's kind of a nice guy.

In here, he's not a guy.

He's a number.

Show the lady out.

Shouldn't be seen in my office.

Me mom lets me come and go in the big
city all by meself.

Simmer down.

Nobody knows me.

Don't go out of your way to irritate me.

You don't have that gorilla friend with
you now, and I might just decide to take

you apart in order to get those other
coins.

They wouldn't want to do that, would
you?

Seeing as we've got such a gentleman's
agreement.

Who'd think it?

Worth so few pennies, we're new in so
many dollars now.

Did you know I've got gypsy blood in me
veins?

I'll read you a piece of the future.

This little beauty will be found in the
possession of Mrs. Gray. What was?

As if it was any of your business.

Why are you so anxious to pin it on her?

She was nothing.

She was in a sleazy cafe serving over a
filthy counter when I first met her.

I made her Mrs.

Weldon Gray.

Then she left. She walked out on me.

Shocking. Imagine somebody not wanting
to stay with a loved gentleman like you.

Get out.

I'll meet you next when I deliver the
insurance.

I've heard about Spider-Man, and I
didn't believe it.

Now I've seen him, and I still don't
believe it. Well, I got a look at his

face. Better you than me. He was
probably furry with six eyes.

Don't be a fool. I would swear that was
Peter Parker.

How would you say that's good or bad?

Gives me a chance to get rid of
Spider-Man before he interferes further.

Now that ain't all bad.

Once I've taken care of my ex-wife.

Look, Lieutenant, if I had anything
hidden, I know that your men would find

it. I could give it to you before you
tore my place apart.

Sure. Christmas comes on the first and
third Sundays of every month.

I read the search warrant.

I guess I can thank my ex-husband.

I never would have figured he'd go this
route.

Just for the record, Mrs. Gray, he's
busting his butt to protect you.

He didn't volunteer the information that
you have the keys to his office.

Okay. He's a nice guy.

I don't even know where the keys are.

Anyway, you are not looking for keys.

That's right.

We have certain information, maybe wrong
information, that makes the search seem

like a good idea.

Of course, you're sure we won't find
anything.

Lieutenant, I have not been sure of
anything since I was 15 years old, and

I'm not about to tell you how long ago
that was. Lieutenant.

Tape to the bottom of a drawer.

Recognize this, Mrs. Gray?

Would you believe me if I said I have
never seen it before?

No.

Look around.

There's four more of these somewhere.

I'm afraid we're going to have to ask
you to come downtown.

Anything you say may be used as evidence
against you. You're not required to

answer any questions or make any
comments.

You're entitled to the services of an
attorney.

The way I'm being set up, I don't think
an attorney would do me any good.

Let's go.

I'd like to say I admire your
photographer.

What's his name? Peter Parker. Parker's
ethical stand on not revealing

information, although it probably worked
to my disadvantage.

Well, if he'd known who committed the
robbery, he certainly would have.

He'd have passed on the information.

Well, as a matter of fact, the robbery's
been solved.

I couldn't believe it, but the police
have an airtight case against my former

wife. They found a coin in her
apartment.

Only one?

She had Confederates. They have the
other. How do you know?

Let's say I...

Have reason to leave.

You can do better than that.

Off the record?

Of course.

I won't put a word without your
permission.

I've been contacted to buy back the
other four coins.

Have you told the police?

Of course not.

The important thing now is to get the
coins back.

I'm going to deliver $100,000.

To the old Stimson warehouse in the
Queens tomorrow morning by 7 o'clock.

I consider that a bargain.

Can I use the story in tomorrow's late
edition?

Not unless the police crack the case
first. There's always the possibility

that my wife will identify her partners.

I hope she does.

That way I'll get my $100,000 back.

Why are you telling me all this?

Once the case is solved, Parker will be
let out of jail.

I told you I admire him.

I'd like him to have this story, if
that's possible.

Ray's ex-wife has been arrested.

The police found one of the coins in her
possession.

What happened to the other four?

Ray's buying them back tomorrow morning
at 7 at Simpson's Warehouse.

A police trap?

No, this is off-the-record information.

Ray doesn't want the police to know for
fear he might not get his coins back.

He shouldn't have told you that. That
puts you in the same spot I'm in.

That's a risk I'm prepared to take.

In fact, I don't know any way of running
a newspaper without taking that risk.

Look, do you think there's any chance
you might be able to get me out of here

before any more legal appeals?

We're working on it.

With any luck, we should have some news
tomorrow.

Yeah, by that time, Gray will have his
four coins and Mrs. Gray will have a

conviction for armed robbery.

You sound as if you don't believe she
did it.

I don't.

Well, I'll keep pressuring the butler's
lawyers to get you out of here as

quickly as they can.

You'll hear from me tomorrow.

Okay, six o'clock, eating time.

Oh, it looks delicious.

Why not running a gourmet restaurant?

Ah, listen.

It's not bad once you get used to it.

You finish up, slide your tray under the
door, and I'll come back later. All

right?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Still think that Peter Parker is
Spider-Man. How does that help us?

Somehow he's escaped from jail without
the police knowing.

Get to a phone. Make an anonymous call
that Parker's escaped.

There's no phone here.

I don't need you to tell me that.

Haven't you ever heard of a public
phone? Go to a supermarket or a gas

station. Now, move!

Go on.

How could he escape?

I've been here right along.

I'd say he's locked in his cell.

Sure, I can check.

But it's stupid.

Breakfast was lousy.

Oh, that's a shame.

Well, I'll file a complaint with the
chef.

Yeah?

Of course he hasn't escaped.

What?

Now, wait a minute, wait a minute.

First you tell me that he got out of his
cell, now you tell me you want me to let

him out?

Oh.

Oh, he's being released for 24 hours.

Okay. His cell will be waiting for him
when he gets back tomorrow.

What's the matter with your leg? Oh, I
just twisted my ankle. It's no big deal.

I had to pull every string to get you
even 24 hours. The lawyers aren't at all

sure that they can get the course to
avoid that contempt citation.

If I can't get this whole thing cleared
up in 24 hours, Benita Gray is going to

be in a lot of trouble. What are you
going to do?

I want the bugle to print a special
edition.

Do you realize what that would cost?

I just need one copy of one paper, dated
tomorrow.

What do you want me to do?

You know Mr. Gray's coins that were
supposedly stolen?

Mm-hmm.

Find out who insured.

That's easy.

Then I want you to do an impersonation.

That sounds like fun.

Wait a minute. What are you doing with
my phone?

Using it.

Hi, Julie. This is Peter.

Hi. Look, I need your help.

Say what?

I want somebody to think that the press
is working on a story, and I don't want

it to look like it's just coming from
the bugle.

Is it a legit story?

I'll tell you all about it tomorrow
morning.

Now, you just act like a nosy reporter
from the register.

I think you know how to do that.

It'll give it much more authenticity if
the story's being investigated by more

than one newspaper.

Okay. I'll hang in tomorrow until you
call.

Okay. Bye-bye.

Holden Gray here.

Mr. Gray, this is Miss Conrad,
Adjustment Department on Brewster

Insurance Company.

There seems to be some question as to
the authenticity of the coins for which

you filed a claim.

No, no, there is no question. I bought
the coins myself. They were examined

thoroughly before they were stolen.

They're absolutely authentic.

I'm sorry, Mr. Gray, but the story is
all over the newspaper, and it'll

probably be on the TV news.

We'll be forced to hold up payment on
your claim until we get conclusive

evidence that we are not being penalized
financially for the theft of worthless

coins.

The failure of Congress to approve the
income tax cut must be considered the

top story of this morning.

In other news, the police announced that
they have released Bonita Gray, former

wife of coin dealer Weldon Gray.

The coin, which was thought to be
evidence in the robbery of her former

husband, has proved to be a counterfeit
and the case against Mrs. Gray has been

dropped. In other news, the Child Abuse
Prevention Center...

remember me mr gray i'm julie masters
with the register do you have any

comment on the police report that the
coins stolen from you were counterfeit

they weren't and i have no further
comment how do you explain the fact that

the only one found by police was
definitely counterfeit no comment

Hey, Cork.

Let me see the other coin.

Well, it'd be me pleasure if you have
the money.

Take a look at that.

Well, ain't that the strangest thing
ever I've seen.

Get me the other coin.

Like I said, I'm a trusting man, but it
looks to me like you switched the coin I

gave you and planted a counterfeit.

Oh, come on. Don't you think the cops
know the difference between a

counterfeit coin and a real one?

He's got no reason to plant a
counterfeit. His wife's off the hook.

Then what do you suppose happened?

I don't know, but I want to make sure
the other four coins are real.

Shall I get them?

As soon as we arrange, Mr. Gray doesn't
see where the stash is.

Oh, come on. I don't have time to waste.

Oh, really? Well, maybe you can find
time if you have no choice.

You get off the ship and you wait in the
dock.

Why? Because I don't want you looking
and snooping.

All right, buddy boy, I'll get the
pretty now.

Spider.

Evidence, Lieutenant.

This is Peter Parker. All right, fish
that man out of the water and get that

guy out of the boat. Looks like your man
called it this time.

Yes, it looks as though he did.

Boy, am I glad to see you, Lieutenant.
Some lunatic threw me in the boat,

Lieutenant.

Book him.

Where's Peter Parker?

If those men did anything to him... Did
you get the evidence?

Yes, we got the evidence, all right.

And those men are getting prison
sentences.

And I see the register's getting
pictures of all this. What's the bugle

getting? I guess I got here a little too
late to take any.

No, Peter, you have half the pictures I
have. I wouldn't have any if it weren't

for you.

Well, at least we have nothing to
complain about.

Come on, I'll drive you back to town.

No, I've got my car.

I'll take Julie.