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[nause]

[Music]

I don't think he happened up in there.

[Music]

Murder!

All the time.

You're in the study desk.

Hang on Chief, this will play.

Even Curtis.

Yeah, that's the guy, the playboy.

The killer caught red-handed.

Yeah, only it ain't a him.

It's a her.

Who is she?

What's her name?

My kind of a stupid answer is that.

What do you mean she won't tell?

What about your name is for headlines?

What name do they book around her?

[Music]

The state is demanding the life of this

girl for the death of Steven Curtis.

But I tell you ladies and gentlemen, if

you send Jane Doe to the electric chair,

you'll not be executing her.

She will be committing suicide.

Why?

I don't know.

She has so strongly resisted efforts to

find out who she is or where she came

from, that she must be

tried in this court as Jane Doe.

Even I am here against her wishes, for

she didn't want an attorney.

Yes, I know I'll be accused of asking

sympathy for my clients.

I don't ask sympathy for Jane Doe.

But I do ask mercy.

The district attorney will no doubt--

I warn you against being led into false

sympathy or the silence or

the youth of the defendant.

I ask you to judge her upon what the

evidence shows her to be.

A girl who wanted another woman's husband

so badly, so jealous, that she killed,

rather than let Steven Curtis remain with

the woman to whom he was lawfully wedded.

You'll hear the

testimony of Mrs. Steven Curtis.

Without vindictiveness, she testified

that she heard the shots and entered the

room to find her husband

dead at the feet of this girl.

But Mrs. Curtis asks

only justice, not revenge.

And the state asks only justice.

And justice demands--

Jane Doe found guilty.

Extra, read all about it.

Still he arrives at

Florida in record time.

Extra, read all about it.

Jane Doe guilty.

Fights his electric chip.

Extra, read all about it.

Jane, time is growing very short.

It's life or death.

Help me to help you.

Mr. Horton, I've been born today.

The defendants will

rise and face the court.

Jane Doe, you've been given a fair and

impartial trial as provided by the laws

of the state of New York and found guilty

of murder in the first degree.

The jury made no

recommendation for leniency.

Is there anything you wish to say before

the court pronounces Senate?

No. There's nothing.

No more distaste for duty can be imposed

upon a jury's sin, that which I'm now

compelled to perform.

This has been an extraordinary case.

You've refused to

testify in your own behalf.

You entered this country under a forged

Portuguese passport, bearing the

fictitious name of Annette Fontaine,

making any effort to learn

your true identity futile.

Perhaps your refusal to divulge your

identity and thus shield others from the

shame of your crime is praiseworthy,

but it cannot condone the crime itself.

Therefore, I ordered the person of Jane

Doe be delivered to the warden of the

state senate century at Austin, New York,

and that there, during the week of August

14th, time to be set by the warden should

be put to death in the electric chair.

To make time have must be understood.

[Music]

What seems to be the trouble?

Psychic shock brought on by the strain of

the trial, a shock of hearing sentence

pronounced Greek possibly.

Psychic shock, I assume.

[Silence]

Jane Doe's still in there?

Yeah. I've got an order for

removal of the same thing.

Well, you'll have to ask a doc when he

comes out. He's been

in there a half an hour.

Okay.

[Silence]

Well, that was a very good diagnosis.

Thank you, sir.

As far as it went.

But that shock was not caused entirely by

her court experience.

This girl is going to have a baby.

The doctor reveals the reason for Jane

Doe's collapse this

afternoon. She is to become a mother.

Sure.

Didn't you take enough of a beating

during the trial without listening to all

those gruesome details over the radio?

That's what I've been asking her. Only

more cleverly, of course.

There must be some other way

to spoil an evening, I said.

Stayed just as much

attention then as now.

I'm sorry. I wasn't listening.

Bill, what about that girl?

Well, you can't execute

a woman in her condition.

So it means an automatic stay

until after the baby's born.

Then what?

Jane Doe will see another Christmas and

then figure a debt to society.

And society will have another orphan to

rear in some state institution.

Bill, I need your help.

I want to do something

while there's still time.

For that girl?

Well, yes. For both.

Oh, look, if you were a lawyer once

yourself, you know that's impossible.

There never was a more open and shut case

of premeditated murder.

And a baby won't change that.

Well, one more stop and I'm done.

Done in, you mean. Where is Ed?

Now something for Bill. I wonder why.

Why don't you get him one of those

hand-painted ties, you

know, with the big beautiful?

No? No.

What's the matter?

Senator.

Hello.

Oh, Mr. Skirt.

I, uh, I have no

right to intrude, I know.

But I wanted.

I mean.

Have you had good care?

Good care?

Yes, I guess I've had good care.

But that's what you can get to have.

The doctor says I'll be able to get up.

You won't, Mr. Skirt.

But you should be careful.

Why?

I don't have far too long.

They just call it the last night.

That was very tactless of me, I'm sorry.

I don't want you simply.

And I didn't come here to offer it.

I'm curious though.

Why didn't you tell them

you were going to have a baby?

It might have made a

difference in the verdict, I mean.

I didn't tell them because I...

I didn't want it to be born.

Do you realize you might have taken that

baby to the electric chair with you?

Yes.

Oh, why would you want to kill him?

Because you're crying not here.

He has a right to land just

as he had a right to be born.

Well, he was.

So now, even I have a memory.

A living memory.

Hating our memories

every day of his life.

You say he is innocent.

But have you any idea what the birds

would do to him for our sins?

Oh, listen.

I asked them to bring

him in. Is it all right?

Why ask me?

How does he look?

I don't know.

Well, I'll be here a year.

I'll bet you're anxious

for a peek at this young man.

But he's your baby.

You haven't seen him yet.

I'll take him.

Hello, little fellow.

You want him, don't you?

That's why you came here.

Yes.

Then you'll probably get him.

You're a beautiful boy, Jane.

You look like your mommy. You know that?

You're a beautiful boy, Jane. You look like your mommy. You know that?

Same eye.

Maybe the same hair.

You're going to be the most handsome

young man when you grow up.

Oh, darn shoulder.

But a football player you make.

What's the matter with him?

You're hurting him.

The only thing that's

hurting him is his manly tummy.

He's hungry.

I'll take him back to the nursery.

No, drink.

Look at him. He knows him.

But he couldn't know as good as once.

Most children seem to

recognize their mothers.

He does have my eyes, doesn't he?

Some same hair.

A strong shoulder.

Like my brother.

And he'll go up in this

country where I help my football.

Oh, now look.

Let's just go.

Let's just go.

Help me. Yes?

This is Curtis. Is there you?

We'll send it right in, of course.

Hello, Eve.

Oh, Bill.

Here, let me take your coat.

What's the matter?

There's something invigorating about just

walking into a law office.

It has that legal smell.

You watch your language.

But drop in and enjoy the odor any time.

Thanks.

But I don't think that

invitation's going to stand very long.

Why not?

I'm going back into law practice, Bill.

May I?

Sure.

And I never was on

your side of the fence.

Well, I can't say I'm too surprised, Eve.

It'll do you good to get back and...

Hey, wait a minute.

When are you going back?

I already have.

Ah.

Must be something sensational.

Murder case?

Sensational?

Maybe.

But not murder.

I'm going to reopen the case of Jane Doe.

Well, go and look at your face and I can

tell you're not joking.

No, I'm not.

But you're crazy. I can tell you that.

Oh, now you're talking like a prosecutor.

But why?

Well, you tell me why. Why that case?

Didn't you get enough public attention

during the first trial?

Do you have to drag it

all out in the open again?

Why don't you let Steven Curtis rest?

I want to save that girl's life.

She should never have been convicted.

But she was.

I wasn't the defense attorney then.

And I won't be the

prosecuting attorney this time.

Why not?

You afraid of me?

You don't think I can oppose you and Tord

with everyone knowing we're friends?

I'll have to turn it over

to one of my assistants.

That suits me.

No, Eve, you're being ridiculous.

Supposing you get somebody like Arnold

Matson, then you probably will.

He eats cases like yours for breakfast.

He'll tear you and your client both to

pieces and enjoy every second of it.

I at least tried to

give her every chance.

You thought she was guilty, and so did I.

I didn't think she was

anything except what she is.

A cold, calculating killer who wanted a

man she couldn't have.

You're a man.

You're her husband.

And I can't understand

what's happened to you.

Stained-O has talked, Bill.

She has.

Yes.

Well, what did she say? Let me in on it.

I'm going to.

Good.

In court.

I protest the waste of the state's money

in a new, long, drawn-out trial.

The defendant had her chance.

Did she, Mr. Matson?

No, no. Let's not

waste our time, Vickery.

I have here an affidavit, Mr. Matson,

taken from the doctor

who attended the girls.

He says that her silence and her refusal

to talk could have been another

manifestation of a psychic

shock which caused her to let.

I want to study it further.

We'll have my decision tomorrow.

Is that her?

Yep.

I'm ahead of her.

Tough break.

Tough break, did you say?

I think so. If it was me, I'd rather

place the electric chair any day than

laughing, boy, Matson.

The newspapers have made much of the fact

that Jane Doe didn't talk.

That she offered no defense for her

cold-blooded crime, that

she's a victim of her own silence.

A new trial was granted.

Why?

Because Jane Doe says

she's ready to talk.

Well, ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

the state says that Jane

Doe can talk her head off.

Tell her background, who she is, where

she's from, the life she's lived.

But she can't contradict the fact, proved

in this same courtroom, that with cold

premeditation and with malice in her

heart, she's shot to

death, Stephen Curtis.

Ladies and gentlemen, you are sitting as

jurors in a court of law, but at the risk

of being thoughtful, tried and

impertinent, I'm going to remind you that

it is also a court of justice.

I ask you to forget that the defendant,

Jane Doe, my client, was once convicted

of the accusation under

which he faces you now.

It wasn't a conviction in which the state

can take much pride, but the defendant

didn't fight back. She had no will to

live. She wanted to die.

And so, she stood trial and was

convicted. It was what she wanted.

Life held nothing for her. She had a

reason for dying. But now Jane Doe has a

reason for living, a baby, her baby.

And ladies and gentlemen, I intend to

prove that that baby's mother is not a

murderer, not a criminal,

not sinned but sinned against.

Call Willis Tuttle to the stand.

Who's name?

That's me.

Willis Tuttle.

Raise your right hand. You shall always

swear to tell the truth or the whole

truth of nothing but

the true self to God.

I do.

Be seated.

Take your name, please.

Willis Tuttle.

Will you state your occupation, please?

Atterniate law associated with the law

firm of ease, merit, and courtesy, just

as I was six years ago when

you fell in love with Steve.

I'm certainly going to

object to that, Your Honor.

Sustained. Miss Tuttle, please don't

reminisce unless you're asked to.

Were you acquainted with

the deceased, Stephen Curtis?

Yes, I've known him a lot

of moments. You haven't.

Do you remember when he went overseas?

Very well.

I wanted to tell the court why you

remember the period immediately preceding

his departure as it pertains to Stephen

Curtis and to myself.

Your Honor, I don't think the court's

interested in hearing a resume of the

deceased's life as it pertains to the

counsel for the defense.

He has no bearing whatsoever upon the

guilt or innocence of the defendant, and

it's only intended to.

And I must ask the prosecution to refrain

from speculating on what

I intend or don't intend.

Both of you will please address your

remarks for the court.

This isn't a private argument.

Now then, Mr. Mattson, if you have an

objection, phrase it properly.

Objection on the ground, testimony

concerning the deceased and counsel for

the defense, is

irrelevant and immaterial.

Immaterial when my

client slices its stake?

Well, irrelevant.

Your Honor, if I may be allowed to

present my case in my own way, I'm

certain you'll agree that all of the

testimony I shall place in this court's

record will be relevant.

Objection overruled. Proceed.

I want you to begin with the morning you

last saw Stephen Curtis

before he went overseas.

What if I don't remember?

You remember.

You're under oath.

Yes, I do.

I thought I'd found the

two happiest people on earth.

Hi, Trudy. Good morning, Miss Tull.

Thanks, honey.

Curtis, there?

Yes.

No, no, stop it. Don't get out of here.

No, really.

Thank you.

Hi, Bartha.

Morning, Phyllis. I was just telling him

I've got work to do.

Why doesn't anybody put work like that on

my desk in the morning?

Well, if the place is getting crowded up,

maybe I'd better get back to the base.

Oh, don't let me rush

you. I just love to watch.

Hold this till the night. I'll give you two parts.

Now, Stephen, I'm going to get you some more. Hold this till the night.

I'll give you two parts.

Now, Stephen.

Five.

Four.

Six.

Kirk.

Goodbye, Dreamboat.

Isn't it wonderful, Bill?

That stuff gets worse, doesn't it?

Yep.

The patient shows no sign of recovery.

I don't think the patient

wants to get well, does she?

No.

I should say not.

And you don't want Steve to

be cured of you either, do you?

You really like Steve, don't you, Bill?

Like him? I love him.

But you're always

intimating, "Well, he's a..."

No, I'm not. I'm just intimating he's a

man, and a beautiful man.

And women go for him

like baboons after bananas.

I just don't want you to get hurt.

Steve will never hurt me, Bill.

His days of being interested in...

...babes or baboons

ended when he married me.

I just think he want me to give up the

office and stay home.

Well, I just think he should be either

Eve Meredith attorney

or Mrs. Curtis House one.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury.

Ladies and gentlemen, kid all you want.

I've said it before,

and I'll say it again.

One head with two personalities is as bad

as one personality with two heads.

Both freaks, honey.

Do you want your husband,

or do you want your career?

Yes, the court,

please. Kind of have both.

Sure.

For a while.

And then one day you'll wake up and find

while you were watching your husband

somebody saw your law practice.

Or vice versa.

Never vice versa, Bill. Never.

Mr. Hilton from Miss Meredith.

I'll be with you in a

moment. Take your time.

Mr. Dogen, Miss Meredith caller.

Whom did you wait to see?

Whom?

Miss Meredith.

I guess that's whom.

She's talking on the phone just now.

Perhaps if you could tell me about her...

I would, honey.

But I get so tired of

telling it all run over.

So I'll talk to her direct.

All right, Bill. Bye.

I'm sorry, Miss Meredith.

I'll be sorry, honey.

I've got words for her.

Hello, Miss Meredith.

I haven't much time and I

have to talk to you about a case.

A legal case.

Won't you sit down, Miss?

Margaret Jane Hastings.

Margaret Jane, is that your legal name?

No, of course not.

But where would Sophie Schleppenhammer

get you in show business?

Show business?

Well, any kind of business.

And I think we ought to

talk about my case in private.

Oh, that's all right.

Miss Tuttle's my associate.

Tuttle?

You know, you ought to change yours.

I'm going to. Next week.

Miss Hastings, I'm very busy.

But if you care to tell me briefly...

I'll make it as brief as you want.

But after I tell you, I'll give you odds

you want to hear it in more detail.

I want to find a suit against the guy.

Reach a promise for 200 grand.

He's got it.

And you can cut yourself in

for any part of the 50 percent.

Well, is that brief enough?

You ought to read

something besides the sport pages.

There's news, honey.

Reach a promise, deuter. Outlaw it in

this state, Miss Hastings.

I'm afraid you can't get financial

compensation for it.

And whatever you will promise.

Now, wait a minute.

Let me get this straight.

You mean the guy can take me around? Tell

me he's not married?

Call it either move with

the blue ribbon around it.

Get me to quit my job so I can spend more

time with him and then just

skip me off and not pay for it?

I don't believe it.

It's true. And I'm still not interested.

Well, maybe if I tell you who this

spoon-sicking pirate is, you will be.

Miss Meredith told you she isn't

interested and she

doesn't want to know his name.

She already knows his name.

It's her husband.

Here.

Read those.

Some long winter evenings.

Besides the fireplace.

You've got a three count to get your tail

feathers through that door.

See? I told you I had a case.

Oh, yes.

And like I promised, cut to seven for

fifty percent of what I got.

Ease, darling. You're not going to let

that little gold digger upset you?

I'm going home still.

Call the base and locate Steve.

No.

You come with me. I

don't want to be alone.

[knocking]

The dreaded

personality's a little confused.

Oh, Madam Adel for Momma, dear.

Ollie, go.

Madam Adel for Momma, dear.

Ollie, go.

Oh, Madam Adel for Momma.

Hey, that's you, Ease.

Hey, I've been calling you all over town.

Where you been?

How are you, baby?

Hi, counselor.

Hello, Steve.

Glad you're here. I came home because...

Because?

Because not only do our hearts beat as

one, our minds think as one.

You knew I was home, didn't you?

Ain't it wonderful this stuff?

What's the matter with the judge?

Steve, please listen.

No, first, I want you to listen to me.

I haven't got much time,

and I've got luck, can you?

I haven't got much time?

No.

I've got my orders. I'm

going overseas in three days.

How do you like that?

Overseas?

Yeah. At last I'm going to get a chance

to shoot at something

I can shoot back at me.

Now, it's your turn.

What are you going to say?

Oh, uh, nothing. Nothing important.

In fact, it's so

unimportant compared to your news.

I've forgotten what it was.

Steve, I'm scared.

Oh, no. None of that.

I've got a three days leave.

We can go away from there.

You won't even tell a

shark till they're gone.

Three days, three nights.

Then we'll take one minute.

Now, last.

I'll get scared with you.

Check.

Check.

He went directly overseas

from wherever they were,

and you came home alone. You were happy.

Everything was right

again between you and Steve.

And did that

happiness continue for a time?

You were sure the

fault had been all yours.

So you closed your law

office, quit your practice,

and concentrated on being a war wife.

You thought the war would be over five

minutes after Steve got into action,

and he'd be home.

Then...

Then one day, a wire came.

Not from Steve, but from him.

The War Department regrets, etc.

Shut down action.

Outside of Paris.

If the court please.

This has been a very

sentimental, recital,

and probably to the

specter, the most interesting one.

At least they don't fall as I am.

But I'd be most lax in

my duty to the state.

If I didn't again protest

the waste of the court's time,

it is perfectly irrelevant review of the

life and times of Stephen Curtis.

It's a matter of record

that he didn't die in France,

that he lived to return to this country

and die at the hands of this defendant.

Your Honor, I move the district

attorney's remarks be

stricken from the record,

and that he be reminded this is not the

time for some arriving mistakes case.

The district attorney's remarks will be

stricken from the record.

But, Your Honor, how long is this

raisamé of a dead

man's life to continue?

If the court will permit, I promise to

establish the relevancy

of Stephen Curtis' life,

and if the court please.

Stephen Curtis is dead.

He is not on trial here.

Oh, yes, Stephen Curtis is on trial here.

I'm sure I didn't understand you.

I said a dead man is on trial here.

Your Honor, I'm afraid counsel's

statement will

require further explanation

of the court to permit this type of

testimony to continue.

Your Honor, if I were laying the

foundation of a plea of self-defense.

Is the defense pleading self-defense?

Wait and see.

I am merely asserting that there are

times when the deceased must stand trial

beside the defendant.

If our plea were to be one of

self-defense, or even

of justifiable homicide,

then I submit that it would be necessary

to examine the actions of the deceased

which led to his death, no matter how far

back those actions go.

Very well. Does the

state wish to cross-examine?

No, request.

Call Jane Doe to the stand.

Jane Doe? Jane Doe?

Raise your right hand.

I swear to tell the truth, the whole

truth, nothing but the

truth to help you God.

Yes.

Be seated.

Take your name, please.

Mrs. Stephen Curtis.

Your Honor.

Your Honor, I'm not opposed to a few

theatrics in the courtroom.

Before the witness tries to

convince us that I'm Jane Doe,

Defense Counselor of Arnold Mattson, and

Mr. Hilton here is Napoleon,

I think it's just a

reminder that she's under arrest.

Will you tell the court what this is?

It is a marriage certificate that says if

I am to the marriage of a naked woman,

Stephen Curtis and friends.

I wish to enter the net.

Enter it. Market Defense Exhibit A.

So not knowing Stephen

Curtis was already married,

you thought your name to

be Mrs. Stephen Curtis.

Are you ready now to tell

us your true name, Jane Doe?

Yes. Annette DuBois.

What was the answer?

Annette DuBois.

So Jane Doe is no more.

You're now trying to girl--

Objection.

Sustained. You're questioning a witness.

Oh, I'm sorry. But if

there's no objection,

hereafter I shall refer to the defendant

as Annette DuBois and not Jane Doe.

Proceed.

Tell us Annette.

When and where did you

first meet Stephen Curtis?

It was soon after Ela I

slammed at the Normandy.

I lived with my brother, Gogia, on a

small farm outside Paris.

On the days when I met

him, Americans and British,

invading the tank factory.

I was terrified, but your bear would not.

You were returning from the factory where

my brother and I had to work.

An old injury kept him for their

stupidity and the war.]

Look there. Stay down. Be careful.

Look at this. They're

not being careful up there.

Get into the hurricane!

This one's going up to

the good news like a wasp.

I'm going to get him out.

Go like he's finding smoke.]

I'm going to get him out.

I'm going to get him out.

I'm going to get him out. I'm going to get him out. Come on. Let's go.

We're back.

It's all right.

It's going to be before he comes back.

Are you all right?

Yes, I'm going to knock him out.

But you're finding

he's not doing so good.

My brother. Let's go through here.

Still there.]

You're looking for an American flyer?

Yeah.

Yes, sir.

In there.

He was hurt. He came here.

He came.

Hold him, Jim.

Get up.

Get up!

Get up.

Dead.

Well,

one of us is going to worry about.

Should we take the body?

No, let the very king get help.

That's for being a good collaborationist.

I'd like to go up here.

You always wanted to be at the corner.

And what about Julien,

I think you call him?

Julien?

The photograph you hid

when the Germans came in.

Were you sweetheart

before you met Stephen Curtis?

Well, he's cool.

Well, I've got children you understand.

You always said you were engaged.

Did you see him again?

No.

I heard he was a

prisoner in one of those camps.

Hardly anyone ever came back from there.

I didn't feel like I know.

Well, what is it?

I have a message, Your

Honor, for Mrs. Curtis.

I mean, Miss Meredith.

Your Honor, I should like to interrupt my

client's testimony and ask for a recess.

I object, Your Honor.

This testimony is taking long enough as

it is without

recessing every ten minutes.

The witness seems

perfectly able to continue.

All right, all right. Give Count for a

chance to state a reason.

Mr. Clark, please, I'd

like to state it to Cambridge.

Very well.

Court will recess for five minutes.

All right, Miss Meredith.

Judge Bergeron, I just received word that

an epidemic broke out in

the children's hospital,

and my client's baby is stricken.

Oh, now, that's too bad.

Serious?

Yes.

I'm terribly sorry.

I'd like to ask the New Jersey Miss of

the team to go to the hospital.

That'll mean seven hours delay.

Let's check first and

see how serious it is.

Mr. Mattson, several

babies have already died.

It's not going to

hurt us to wait a while.

Do you hear me?

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Nothing in the world

can bring your baby back.

If grief could mine, then yours would

have brought him back

a thousand times over.

So now all we can do is try to save you.

You've got to go back on that stand and

tell the rest you've got to.

Right now you're not capable of seeking

or protecting yourself,

so you've got to trust

me and that you must.

I'm proud that you'll help me.

You will go back on the

stand, won't you, Enid?

How is it?

Won't talk at all?

She'll have to snap out of it

before the court reconvenes.

She'll have to, but she won't.

Just fix this, dear Enid.

Eve, if that girl doesn't go back on the

stand, you're a dead ducking.

I've tried every argument I can think of.

I don't want a person to agree. She's

paid quite a price already.

I think Judge Bertrand will accept the

plea of second degree.

Put that girl in prison

for the rest of my life.

I'd better than a chair.

Not for her, Enid. She'd

rather be with her baby.

Getting up, Enid.

Never.

Hear ye, hear ye, class of the armed

court court of general

sentences and now incited.

Judge John C. Bertrand

presiding. Be seated.

Is the defense ready to proceed?

Yes, your honor.

Your client is ready

to resume her testimony?

Yes, your honor.

Well, proceed.

I, uh...

My associate counsel.

Your honor, I think the defense counsel

is merely stalling for time.

Her client has no intention

of taking the stand again.

Your honor, please, I...

I think the district

attorney is entitled to an answer.

Are you intentionally

delaying this trial?

No.

Well, in a way, yes, your honor.

Why?

Well, last night, there was a storm.

A storm? Where?

Over the Atlantic.

Your honor, I object. Object to what?

To defense counsel trying to delay this

hearing until the storm

over the Atlantic quiets down.

So stand.

Oh, the storm has

quieted down, your honor.

Your honor, I'm sorry for the

disturbance, and I asked the court's

permission to postpone the reduction of

the defendant's testimony and place

another witness on

the stand at this time.

Is the state object to that?

No objection.

Is Julian O'Bare in the courtroom?

Julian, offer.

[knocking]

I found him. I wanted to bring him here.

I'll let him take it.

Raise your right hand.

You tell him he's where to tell the

truth, the whole truth, and nothing but

the truth to help the guy?

Yes, I do. He's seated, please.

State your name and address, please.

The Judy O'Bare. Sorry. Pause.

You are acquainted with

the defendant, Mr. O'Bare?

Yes. I had known her

since she was a little girl.

Do you know anything

about the trouble she's in?

Only what you told me when you called me

in fine, and what Miss Turtle told me in

the way from the airport.

You were childhood sweetheart.

Is this the end of the question?

Sustained.

What was your relationship with the

defendant before you went to war?

We were childhood sweetheart.

Do you remember giving her a photograph

before you went away?

Yes, I thought. Yes, I

give her a photograph.

Did you write something on it? And if you

did, do you remember what it was?

I told Mama, she... I

mean, wait for me, my dear.

Tell me, Mr. O'Bare, Julianne, are you

bitter because she didn't wait?

Bitter? Bitter that you found someone

else? Of course not.

Remember the fact that someone stole her

from you, married to your sweetheart.

You still love her.

Don't you, Julianne O'Bare?

Objection. The Fence Council persists in

putting words in the witness's mouth.

Sustained. Don't answer.

Don't answer.

But why? Why can't I say that I love her?

Why do you object?

Is it true? I do.

I can't tolerate any more emotional

outbursts in this courtroom.

Proceed.

Thanks, Your Honor.

Why did you fly to this country when I

called you, Mr. O'Bare?

I came to take Addie home.

Do you realize that unless she can be

persuaded to testify on her own behalf,

she'll never return home?

Yes.

Have you any idea why she won't testify

now that you are here?

Of course I know why she

won't testify now that I am here.

She heard me say that I wanted to take

her home, where all this

would be a bad forgotten dream.

Yet she thinks that if she dares talk,

and if I am forced to listen, I wouldn't

want to take her home.

It isn't true. It isn't true, Annette.

Doesn't she realize that I can be heard

now after the war, but after

those years in prison camp?

Doesn't she know that I can understand

about the loneliness that

made her turn to someone else?

I learned about loneliness in prison.

Mrs. Curtis. Mrs. Curtis.

Your Honor, my client is

ready to take the stand again.

Is the state worth the cross-examined?

No. No questions.

Yes, and tell us of the time.

Well, how do you and your

brother rescue Stephen Curtis?

That night, Father

Mostan and I buried for there.

And what did Stephen

Curtis, what did you do about him?

The Allies and the

Germans were everywhere.

There was no chance to get him out, so

Father Mostan and I hit

him, the underground south.

And you fell in love with him.

Well, there was the last of my family.

When he died, when Julie and gone, it

seemed like I had no one.

But one day, Stephen took me in his arms,

and I felt I had everyone.

Happy?

Yes, Steve. I was laughing all the day

when you were

leaving. Go back to America.

Are you kidding? After I cracked up a

$90,000 airplane just to find you?

It hasn't been too bad. I'm hiding all

the time, all these days.

Bad? It's been wonderful.

With me living in my own little chicken

coop, and you, it's kind

of walking over the fight.

Is that right, Jordan? That guy's always

looking at me. Why don't you go away?

He's a very jealous guy.

He's not. He's a very nice guy. Very.

I don't settle for the place, Max. We'll

scratch out the vegetables.

Were you engaged or something?

Yes.

That's the long answer.

Then he was seven and I was five.

Oh. Well, I'll teach you what's wrong

with long engagement.

Well, you know, I've got

to start getting dinner.

Break open a bottle of

wine and drink out of it.

Oh, no. You've talked to me at once. And

I had to lock you on the ticket now.

You thought you could

fly without an airplane.

Well, I flew as high as I could without a

plane, didn't I? How about it?

A bottle of wine.

Besides, Father Max Dan and probably

Marie and Prince were coming for dinner.

And there was

something more than just wine.

[thunder]

New Americans are throwing a lot of the

good Lord's middles in

our direct shows tonight.

They can't do too much to suit me.

Won't be long now.

Flying forward, soften

them up on the last push.

One minute we'll say that

the medic's come too close.

And then, and then I say

they won't come close enough.

[chuckles]

Mother, we've done it.

You must be scared of

the close one before.

I don't think it was

the bomb that was killed.

Not the bomb? Who wants it?

The Americans only a

few miles from Paris.

We'll soon lose a

starboard in our taken cover.

Hey, Annette.

The checkers will miss

me. Annette won't come.

I will miss you when

you go back to America.

- Of course not. - Of course not.

I'm taking you with me.

Or it could be tough on a better friend.

We'd be taking one of

my favorite daughters.

But I need you. New

York, you'll knock them dead.

Watch out for these soldiers

and their doctor and their--

After the last war, twenty girls from the

village came to me and

wanted to become nuns.

But I'm not just talking.

- Did you think that

it gave? - I don't know.

I see.

Of course. What else do I need?

Who wants it, Mother?

Who am I to wear them to?

Oh, now, uh, just a minute.

We just have scares in this factory,

Stephen. Make it soon.

That's a dumb cock in America.

Oh, you're not being cock. You'll be so.

- So as possible. - It cannot be any

sooner than tonight.

Tonight?

Well, why'd you give

the girl a chance to bake?

After all, you might change her mind.

Why?

No, of course not.

Well, um, it's one thing.

You said you can't

get the license tonight.

Oh, well, you can.

But here is a just by print. And for an

ally, anything is possible.

Consider the bands of

links and the proof.

Well, we're going to have a ready.

- Ah, well done. - Well done.

- Aloha. - Aloha, monsieur.

I now pronounce you man and wife.

- Aloha. - Please don't get me.

- Aloha. - I'm sorry.

Let me in.

The Americans are ready to enter Paris. Hi, baby.

They're here. They're here.

It means the end of

the war doesn't exist.

Sure, the 6th floor

must have paved the way.

Oh, darling, don't you

know? It's been so...

You can do that again,

baby. It's been done.

Well, I gotta run.

Only came by for a minute.

- How long? - How long what? Before you got back again. Tonight? - Oh, maybe a little longer than last

time. A couple of days or so. - Don't

look for dust, but I'll be back.

Be good girl.

And did he come back?

No, he didn't.

What was the answer?

No, he didn't.

Did you hear from him?

Yes.

He sent someone.

He was unable to return himself, so he

retained me to represent him.

But I don't understand.

You're sure he's all right?

He's ill.

- Ill? Oh, no, no, no. But you see... -

He said he's having

trouble with the authorities.

Explain for hiding.

That's it. It must be.

Well, not exactly, no. He

is in trouble. That's true.

But it's trouble he caused

himself. Nothing official.

But he wants you to understand that he

blames himself as much as he blames you.

Blames me? For what?

Oh, no. Not for marrying him.

He loves me.

Well, I'm sure he thought of you. But you

know how soldiers are, and...

I mean, if you both had a good time, why?

You should be content

with your happy memories.

- I don't believe it. You're lying. - No,

no, no. No need to

use this stone with me.

I am only Captain Curtis' legal

representative, and I'm just

carrying out his instructions.

Now, now, if you just...

- Should we just sign here? - What is?

Oh, just a little form, you know,

simplify the annulments and everything.

Then you'll have your freedom. He will

have his. Everything

will be all right then.

No harm done, anybody.

No, no. No, no. Must be some mistake.

Please take it, right?

- Ah, that won't be possible. - Ah, he's

gone back to America.

Uh...

Aren't you gonna sign this?

No.

No, he couldn't have done it.

Oh, don't take it so hard.

Uh, there's a lot of

nice young men left at home.

You're not telling me the truth. I don't

believe you. I've got

to hear it from him.

If I have to, I'll go to America. He

expected me to go to America.

He said he was teaching me that I got

there. But he needed him.

Ha! Going to America is not so easily

done this day. Uh, cost a lot of money.

You'd better just forget the whole thing.

I will inform you about any legal action.

I've got to see.

- You better play. - I'll sell the house.

The house?

This house is yours?

Yes.

For a price, you might find someone who

could arrange your passport.

And for a price, I'm available.

Did this person get you a passport?

Yes, after a long time.

Did he tell you where to find my husband?

Mr. Curtis.

Yes, we're another thousand friends.

Yes, he just made money for my ticket.

And he came over here with

no money and no place to go.

Oh, I... I had a place to go.

Yes?

I'm looking for Mr. Curtis.

Mr. Steven Curtis.

Is, uh, this his home?

Well, this is his

apartment, but he isn't here.

Oh, do you know where I could find him?

It's very important.

Well, since you don't know where he is,

obviously today he must be playing golf.

Are you his sister?

No relation. Would it be all right

if I invited for him?

Oh, I'm afraid not.

I... I'm just leaving.

Look, I mean, I don't know what your

angle is, or what Steve's been up to,

but if it's, uh, well, um,

why don't you just forget it?

Forget what? I have to see him.

But he isn't here.

Well, then...

Living Jason.

Ask him to call me at the hotel center.

You understand.

I hope he remembers which step this is

and who he's in them all.

Operator, I'm expecting a very important call.

I wonder... Are you sure?

Who is it?

Steve!

Hello, my dear.

Hello, Steve.

You got my message?

Yeah. I got it, but I don't

get it if you know what I mean.

What are you doing here in New York?

I had to see you. You... You're not here. I'm not here. I'm here. I had to see you. You didn't come back.

Yeah. I didn't get any letters, and...

Well, I decided that you'd lost interest.

But your attorney direct.

He said you were through with me.

He wanted me to sign a paper.

Why did you believe anything

that Bepidle Croke had to say?

I told him to take care of you till I

came back or I sent for you.

But Steve, it was months and months.

Well, it was months and

months. I was fighting a war.

I didn't expect you

to add to my troubles.

So, Bob, I don't want to

cause your troubles, Steve.

I love you.

Well, if you didn't want to cause me no

trouble, you should have stayed where you

were to our sent for you.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

Only you should learn to

trust me more than you do.

All right, Steve. I'll go back.

Well, not just a second.

Now that you're here, why don't you stay?

You didn't stop loving me, did you?

Are you kidding?

I knew it. You don't

want to go back there.

Well, and that...

Everything is all right now. Now that

you're together, isn't it?

Well, not exactly. The few

things have to be ironed out.

But I can take care of them.

How'd you get here?

Oh, I sold a house and did

not get the attack for it.

Oh, he got it.

Let's see.

And that's on... on came.

This thing's poor.

Yes, I know.

Well, what are you so happy about?

I'll take it and see if I

can get it straightened out.

Oh, Steve, I've been here long since.

Oh, look, this is a rat trap.

This is no place for a woman.

Just get out of here.

Back your thing. Let's go.

I was not afraid, I tell you.

I like your... I'm

not talking much better.

Just leave it on the outside.

Well, we're not going there either.

Why?

Well, because I've got a... I've got a

much nicer place for you in the country.

Well, I won't have to show

you, but 7 million New York.

Here, boy. Here, boy.

Isn't he cute?

Yeah, he's cute with his way.

(DOG BARKING)

Yeah.

(DOG BARKING)

Look at it.

(DOG BARKING)

Steve, I want a dog.

You want a dog? I'll make a note of it.

So far, that includes a

list of things you want.

A home, 7 kids, cow, 2 ducks.

Now you want room for a dog.

And a husband.

And a husband don't take up much room.

That reminds me.

I've got to go to town tonight.

All right, I'll get ready.

No, no. I want you to wait right here.

You want to think of the

business about the passport.

Poor people see you walking around New

York and start asking questions.

Oh, no, Steve. I can't let you go again.

Will you be sensible

and let me run the show?

All right, Steve. Only

don't be angry about me.

Well, that's better.

That's not for our last day.

(SIREN WAILING)

Up here.

Come in, Steve. It's over.

Miss Fontaine? Lynette Fontaine?

Oh, I know, I'm...

That's what we thought.

This is your passport, huh?

Didn't it?

Yes.

Where did you get it?

Where are you?

We're from the immigration department.

Integration department?

So, Stephen Curtis made certain this time

that you wouldn't bother him further.

I object.

Counsel for the defense is interpreting

the motors of the deceased as you do so.

So stand.

Where did the officers take

you when they arrested you?

Sullis Island?

Please describe, Mr.

Dewey, what it was like here.

It was a big cage with

the most marble inside it.

It was crowded with women.

All kinds of women,

waiting to be sent back like me.

Blasping, screaming, cursing.

Some were insane.

Others had just come out of prison.

They put me in the

cage with the moral case.

It means someone had to just...

I also be heard on suspicion of morals.

It was horrible.

I was mad.

I couldn't hear myself

screaming like the others.

There was a house, just as promised.

There was our house with the seven kids

and the cow at the top.

There was our...

...pardon me.

[coughs]

Hey, all of you.

[crowd murmuring]

You feel able to proceed, Mr. Bois?

Yes.

You say you went mad, insane,

in yourself at Ellis Island.

Yes.

Insane.

And did you have enough wits about you to

manage to escape, didn't you?

You did escape, didn't you?

Yes, but...

Just yes.

That was my question.

You did escape.

Now will you tell the jury

how you can pride your escape,

so they may judge for themselves whether

or not you've lost your mind?

I don't remember exactly.

But I could hear voices.

Some of those women, dear.

Something about a business man.

They said, "You look so

bird-dressed, you could make it."

I don't remember walking or any...

...just voices.

But you remember why you wanted to get

out, and where you wanted to go.

I didn't know where I wanted to go.

I didn't know where I wanted to go. I don't know where I wanted to go.

I only wanted to go...

Yes, yes, you told us that before.

Did you go immediately to

Stephen Kurt's apartment?

I don't think so.

I don't know where it was.

Lynette.

I must have went from at the beach.

Why did you follow me here?

You gave them my pet. They arrested me.

Arrested you? You're crazy.

Here. Here's the thing I want.

They arrested you? How did you get here?

I escaped.

I have to find out what you gave it.

I don't know.

Something must have slipped. I was going

to try to straighten things out.

Then I was going back

to the beach to you.

Do you have a place to

be advised by the Earth?

Whatever gave you that idea.

Any grace, nothing.

All right.

Okay.

Have it your way.

What are you going to do about it?

I'll kill you, Stephen.

I can't.

Go ahead. Help

yourself. They're all loaded.

Take in a double ceremony.

Solve all our problems.

[siren]

Is this the weapon you

took from that cabinet?

Yes.

Let's see.

Have you asked the court to

believe that you picked it up,

intended to commit suicide,

when actually you had no

thought other than killing him?

Did you?

Wait before you answer.

Miss Mary, don't you wish to object to

the form of the question?

No objection.

Go ahead. Ask the question.

Did you?

Yes, I can.

That's all.

Proceed, Miss Mary.

Call Mr. William Hilton.

Mr. William... Hilton?

Yes. William Hilton.

William Hilton.

Yes, the court, please.

I think the court has been very lenient

in allowing counsel for

defense to present her case

in any way she saw fit.

But I must say...

That's very kind of

you, Mr. District Attorney,

and I'm sure the court appreciates your

approval of a clean easy.

But do you have any

objection to appearing

as a witness for the defense?

I object.

During the progress of this trial,

the defense counsel has made no attempt

to present relevant evidence,

nor to enlighten the court or the jury.

But instead has tried to baffle and

bewilder these patients,

ladies and gentlemen, with a steady

stream of marbling sentiment,

romance in the underground, the whole

world war, everything.

In fact, except the kitchen sink in a

one-armed life drawer.

Speaking of the aptics, Mr. Mattson,

are you stating grounds for an objection

or eulogizing defense

counsel's court procedure?

Certainly, not the last.

I object on the grounds that nothing the

district attorney could say

as a defense witness

could possibly be relevant.

How do you know, Mr. Mattson?

Objection overruled.

Take the stands to Hilton.

Raise your right hand.

You saw him in square to

tell the truth and whole truth

and nothing but the truth self-guided.

Aye, there will be seated.

Take your name, please.

William Hilton.

Mr. Hilton, I'm going

to ask you to recall

something I said earlier in this trial

in defense of my witness's testimony and

its relevance to this case.

That there are times when the deceased

must stand trial besides the defendant.

Do you remember, Mr. Hilton?

Yes. Yes, I do.

I'm going to ask you to remember it again

at the close of your testimony.

Now, Vince, I want you to testify as to

your actions and whereabouts

for, let us say, two hours immediately

preceding the death of Stephen Curtis.

Well, I suppose you

mean from the time Phyllis,

Mrs. Tuttle, that is,

came into my office.

Yes, that's what I mean.

Well, it was late afternoon.

She was pretty upset.

Upset? You think I'm upset?

You should see Eve.

In fact, that's what I want

you to do. Go right over there.

Now?

Yes, I'm worried about

her. Honestly, I am, Bill.

Okay, I'll go over. But

why did you have to tell her?

It just slipped out when I saw this.

I know that girl I said. Ten minutes

later, she had the story.

Maybe you talk too much.

I know, but did you ever

see her work on a witness?

No.

Come in the door is open.

Why, hello, Mr. Prosecutor.

Come in and sit down. Have a drink.

How nice, please.

What's the matter with Eve? Eve?

Nothing. A little upset, I guess.

About what?

Well, not that it's any of the old family

friends' business, but it's about me.

Why don't you go and

talk to her? It might help.

Maybe you better tell me

first what's been up to, Steve.

Why not, is that? She

knows there's nothing.

But you lawyers have a way

of checking up on people.

You know, it's getting so you can't go to

the beach anymore for a weekend.

You'll have to hold

town finding out about it.

Steve, won't you ever grow up?

Uh, yeah, yeah. Now, look,

Bill, you'll be a nice guy.

You go in and talk to Eve

and tell her you talk to me.

Tell her I'm a nice

guy. Tell her I'm a...

Tell her I'm

different. Tell her I'm changed.

Go on, though.

[knocking]

Steve?

Steve?

So, is it?

Bill, may I come in?

Oh, please.

I'd like to talk to

you for just a moment.

Go in, Bill. Please. Not now.

Not now. Are you decent?

Okay, I'll wait.

But only for a minute.

I wonder if I can find you for 50-60.

Here I come, ready or not. I'm ready. I wonder if I can find you for 50-60.

Here I come, ready or not.

Hmm.

You can find it, too.

What's the matter with you?

[gunshot]

Then you admit you took a

loaded revolver for my hand

only a minute before my husband, Stephen

Curtis, was slain by this girl.

Yes, but...

Why didn't you reveal

it at the first time?

I did. Why would I?

Why wouldn't you?

Because the fact that I stopped you from

taking your own life

has no bearing on Stephen Curtis' death.

No. I'm going to ask you

to remember now my statement

that there are times when the deceased

must stand trial beside the defendant.

When the district attorney

took that gun from my hand,

I wasn't going to kill myself.

I was going to kill Stephen Curtis.

Yes, there, there, but

for the grace of God, did I,

facing a verdict of life or death,

if the district attorney had arrived at

my home only one minute later?

[gunshots]

Does the state wish to cross-examine?

No questions.

Your Honor,

counsel for the defense has established

relevancy of all her testimony

to the complete

satisfaction of the state.

It is now this jury's responsibility to

determine whether or not

the moral guilt for this crime rests on

the shoulders of the deceased,

Stephen Curtis.

The state does not wish to summarize.

Be seated.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, have

you reached the verdict?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

Stay seated.

Not guilty.

[cheers and applause]

Your Honor, the state

moves the jury to pose.

On the land from the order

of your state, not guilty.

Not guilty.

Guilty. Not guilty.

Not guilty.

Not guilty.

Not guilty.

Not guilty.