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In the words of our Lord,

suffer the little children to come unto me.

God loves you.

Not just today

when you celebrate your First Holy Communion,

but every day,

from the day you were born.

He looks after you...

What kind of man are you?

A priest!

I didn't believe it.

Oh, no, no, wait, I-I'm not who you think I am.

How can you do this?

It's evil, it's...

This man, your priest,

told me he loved me.

He made love to me, and then he swindled me out of $50,000.

I hope there's a special hell for you, Edward.

No, uh...

It's Blaine, and this time I can't forgive him.

Father Dowling, you must explain this. Who's Blaine?

Frank has a twin brother who is a crook and a con artist.

I'm used to Blaine breaking the law,

and I'm used to being blamed for what he's done, but this time

he's caused a scandal in my church and in the parish.

You have a twin brother?

God help me, I do.

And he looks like you?

Dead ringer.

Hard to believe isn't it?

Not as hard as Father Dowling the Casanova.

Then it wasn't you who defiled that poor woman?

Of course not.

Oh, what a relief.

I mean, not that I ever thought...

Frank, what are you going to do?

Well, the first thing I'm gonna do is to try and find that woman

and prove to her that I am not my brother.

She's Daphne Dumont.

How do you know?

Well, her picture's in all the advertisements.

It's on every product she makes.

She's Dumont Cosmetics.

She's very rich and famous.

And she fell for Blaine?

Are you sure he looks like you?

My bro...

My brother attracts women.

I don't know why and I certainly don't want to know how.

Well, when you meet her, would you ask her?

Oh, dear!

The Bishop will hear about this, if he hasn't already.

Don't panic, Frank.

Don't panic. I'll get to the Bishop before anyone else

and I, I'll tell him that no matter what he hears

you are not the lothario people think.

I'll tell him that it was all a mistake,

a dreadful, but plausible, mistake.

I've got to go see Miss Dumont.

Well, do you think she'll believe you?

I don't know, but I gotta try.

SECRETARY: Dumont Cosmetics.

Oh, no, she's in a meeting right now.

Can I take a message?

Uh, well, try back in about two hours.

Ladies, ladies, please! Please.

You will be auditioned in the order in which you signed in.

Just sit down and try to relax.

Mr. Halliday, you're here.

I'm Father Frank Dowling of St. Michael's Parish.

I want to see Miss Dumont, please.

Does Miss Dumont know that she's seeing you this morning,

Mister..?

Dowling. Father Dowling.

No, she doesn't.

Would you please tell her I'm here?

You got a lot of nerve coming here, Halliday.

I am not Halliday, and I came here to prove it.

Now, I must see Miss Dumont.

Oh, she's in conference.

I'll wait.

Who are you?

You know who I am.

What are you trying to take her for this time, Halliday?

Why don't you take the money and run?

I'm gonna stay here until I see Miss Dumont.

Suit yourself. Take a seat.

It's bad enough that you develop a product without consulting me,

but how dare you ship it?

It's just a small amount for limited test markets.

I'm sure I mentioned it to you, Aunt Daphne.

I guess you were so preoccupied with Mr. Halliday...

Don't mention his name.

And don't try to distract me.

Now, I have found this company.

I am running this company,

and I will decide what products we develop, understood?

Perfectly.

It's powder, Aunt Daphne,

talcum-based with a pearl finish.

We already have a pearl essence powder.

Why would you develop something... what is it, Kevin?

Uh, Edward Halliday's outside waiting to see you.

Edward. Here.

I'll throw him out.

Um, no, there's something I'd like to say to him.

Please send him in.

I'll catch up with you later.

- I want a development report and a product sample, pronto.

All right.

Thank you for seeing me, Miss Dumont.

Still posing as a priest?

Lightning should strike you.

Miss Dumont,

a terrible wrong has been done you,

but I am not the man responsible.

It's not the money.

I would have given you the money.

It's the lie.

I have a twin brother, his name is Blaine Dowling,

and he's the one who deceived you.

Oh, God, still lying.

How could I fall in love with a man so twisted?

Look, if-if-if you would just take a-a look

at this family photo album.

It's got pictures of Blaine and I growing up.

We're identical.

What is it?

Are you afraid I'll have you arrested?

Look, do you think I want this to get into the papers?

Do you think I want the whole world to know?

Then why did you come to the church?

I had to see for myself.

Please, take a look at these photos.

And the worst thing is I feel such a fool.

I loved you ever since that night at the Meadowbrook Club.

I believed you.

I would have done anything in the world for you.

And all that time, you were using me.

Oh, this isn't working.

Look, I'm going to find Blaine

and I'm going to bring him back here.

Stop lying to me!

Get out!

Daphne?

I hate you.

I'm sorry, Miss Dumont,

but this isn't over.

I'll be back.

What are you two staring at?

Well, now, how did she get at distribution?

I don't know, but she did, and now she's asking questions.

All right, look, we'll tell her we recalled the product,

that it wasn't ready.

Come off it. She's not gonna buy that.

She's too smart and too tough,

and madder than hell.

Ugh, the best thing that ever happened to us

was her romance with Halliday.

For awhile there, we were running the show.

Awhile wasn't long enough.

Kevin...

we've got too much at stake here.

Aunt Daphne's a problem.

We need a solution,

a safe, permanent solution

What are you thinking of?

Perhaps Mr. Halliday can help us again.

Hello, Frank.

Blaine.

I heard Daphne came to one of your services.

I need your help, Blaine.

That poor woman thinks it was me that seduced and swindled her.

Oh, I didn't set you up, Frank.

You're not gonna straighten this thing out for me, are you?

Of course not.

Then why did you come here?

To tell you to relax.

This will blow over.

One of the nice things about scamming rich women

is that they get so embarrassed.

Oh, you'll glance over your shoulder for a week or so.

Some of them will have little guns in their purses, but...

then they begin to worry about their friends finding out

and laughing at them.

So they drop it.

You've got nothing to worry about, Frank.

It's not that simple.

Oh, but it is.

Don't try and find me, Frank.

I've got heavy deals pending.

Oh, no. For once you're going to do

something in your life that's right.

You're going to come to the rectory with me, right now.

Frank? Dinner's ready.

Steve, I want you to meet my bro...

brother.

I know things look bleak, Father Dowling,

but you must have faith.

The truth will out.

Please pass the potatoes.

Your reputation is impeccable,

and when word spreads through the diocese

that you have been accused of a heinous crime...

And it certainly will... Who will believe it?

Are those the string beans?

Thank you, Marie.

Oh, just wait, Frank.

People aren't going to call you "rogue priest."

You're not going to be shunned by your ecclesiastical brethren

or be driven from your parish.

As long as we can get this matter straightened out.

The roast seems a little dry, don't you think?

Ah! Muffins.

Where was I?

Having a second helping.

That was Miss Dumont's secretary.

Miss Dumont would like to see me immediately.

Ah, she's ready to listen to reason.

Let's go.

Right now it's very important

that we keep Father Dowling's spirits up.

And you were doing one heck of a job.

You wait here, Sister.

Are you sure?

Ah, Miss Dumont might want to unburden herself about Blaine.

Personal, I-I understand.

I'll be here.

Miss Dumont?

Oh.

In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Father Dowling, we got a call to investigate a disturbance.

Oh, oh,

something tells me I've been set up.

I know what you're gonna find on that,

everything but my initials.

Do you think Blaine could have killed her?

I can't imagine why.

My brother’s larcenous by nature,

but I don't believe he's a killer.

Well, who do you think called you to go over there?

I don't know,

but at least we've narrowed the field

down to someone close to Daphne's business.

Only your prints were found on the murder weapon, Frank.

Oh, Clancy, you don't really think that he did this, do you?

I can't ignore the evidence.

Sergeant, somebody called me down to the plant.

Somebody called you.

Now, obviously, it was the same person.

Who called you?

Well, I checked the 911 tape.

It was a man's voice, but he didn't identify himself.

But this is an obvious frame.

Maybe, but it's a pretty good one.

Look, Clancy,

if you arrest me for this crime,

the scandal's gonna hurt the church,

our parish, everyone,

regardless of the ultimate outcome.

Please, take a little more time.

Try to find the man who called.

All right.

I'll give it another 48 hours.

But if we don't come up with anything new

by then, Father, the DA will want to press charges,

and I won't be able to stop him.

I understand.

Thanks, Clancy.

You won't regret this.

I hope not.

I've got to find Blaine.

He's our only lead.

So we go pub crawling, huh?

No, no, I think he's working

the other side of the street these days.

I don't know, Steve.

It's gonna work, Frank.

Well, I'll give it a try.

By the way, where did you get the money to rent this tux, huh?

Well, I borrowed Marie's Christmas rum cake money.

Sister, when was the last time you had confession?

Let's go, Frank.

Oh, wow.

Oh, there you are, Father Dowling.

Um, any new developments in the, uh, situation?

Not yet, no.

We'll keep you posted.

Dressed for a special occasion?

Surprise.

This had better work.

Go get 'em, Frank.

How are you today?

My, we're looking lovely, aren't we?

Hi.

Hello.

Do, uh, do you recognize me by any chance?

I'd know you anywhere.

You would?

Who wouldn't know...

Fred Astaire?

Fred Ast...

Uh, seriously, do you know who I am?

I've waited for you my whole life.

You're the man I've spent $50,000

in dance classes to meet one day.

Oh, no.

Ooh, let's get down.

- Fraud. - Hmm?

Oh.

Um, excuse me, who was that guy?

Harlan Sinclair, or so he says.

Why'd you punch him?

The man is a fortune hunter.

Do you know where I could find him?

Well, of course.

Hello, Blaine.

I'd like you to meet Sister Stephanie.

I've heard so much about you.

Oh, really?

I'll bet you have.

Well, you're here.

You might as well sit.

Just what is it you want, Frank?

Blaine, I'm very close to being charged

for the murder of Daphne Dumont.

Really?

Well, you ought to be more careful.

Well maybe we're looking at the guy who iced her right now.

Who is this girl, Frank?

Some sort of urban development project of yours?

Sister Stephanie cares about people besides herself.

Now, I realize that makes her a curiosity to you.

Now, who killed Daphne Dumont?

I'm not sure.

But you can guess.

If I tell you what I suspect,

do you promise not to come back here?

Well, if I were you,

and sometimes I am,

I'd take a close look at Daphne's second in command,

- Bill Taylor. - Why him?

Well, the last time I saw her,

she was muttering something about him

and making notes in her secret file.

She was really upset about something.

Where did she keep that file?

Well, she kept it in a tan designer folder.

She had it with her all the time.

We better get our hands on that file.

Yeah, if the killer hasn't gotten it first.

I like her, Frank.

She's cute.

Let's go, Sister.

You, uh, haven't actually said that you wouldn't come back.

No, I didn't.

But I won't.

Good-bye, Blaine.

Good-bye, Frank.

If any of you, or your staff,

might know who called the police last night,

please let us know immediately.

Please, make sure that everyone

in all departments understands this and cooperates fully.

Anything else, Sergeant?

Not for now.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Before you all go, there is something I'd like to say.

You all know that my aunt was a great fighter,

a great competitor,

and I know that she would want us to continue on,

business as usual.

Pay our respects certainly,

and then get on with it.

There will be a brief memorial service Friday at noon.

Thank you very much,

and let's get back to work.

How come they haven't arrested that priest?

I don't know, Kevin.

Perhaps if things had been handled a little better,

they would have.

What's that supposed to mean?

What it means is that I'm selling out

our interest in Dumont Dust.

You're what?

What am I supposed to do?

Thanks to you,

this place is crawling with police

and that priest is still running around loose.

We'll be giving up millions.

Wages of sin, Kevin.

Just be happy they're not arresting you.

Hey, now, look, come on.

I did your dirty work for you.

So now you got the company; what have I got?

My undying gratitude.

Get the other two.

I got it.

Let's go.

Get inside.

I'll get the tripod.

Maybe the killer has the folder, Frank.

Maybe.

What was that?

I'll go see.

It-it was nothing.

I'll keep a lookout.

No, I don't like the deal.

You look like somebody who's looking for somebody.

Won't I do?

Yeah, you'll do.

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Steve, I found it.

Steve?

How'd you do, Frank?

Steve?

The new and improved version.

What happened?

Well, I was standing lookout, right?

And these guys come and they find me.

Well, for a second, I figure,

okay, that's it, it's over, you know, I'm history.

And they take me and they hustle me downstairs

and they put me in this little room,

and there are all these lights, you know,

like-like when you're gonna get the third degree or something.

Well, it turns out... Now this is the funny part...

It turns out, they think that I am a contestant

to be the new Dumont girl.

So, so, all of the sudden, they're attacking me with

the hair and the makeup and the things, you know.

It was torture, Frank.

But I couldn't say anything, could I?

Well, what happened then?

Nothing. I'm a finalist.

They're gonna shoot me tomorrow.

Shoot you?

With a camera, Frank.

They told me to wear this gown.

They said that I need the practice.

It's nice, huh?

Who's there?

Nobody.

Oh, may I help you, miss?

I don't think so, Phil.

Thanks, anyway.

Oh, do I know you?

Coming, Sister?

Yeah.

That's very clever, masquerading as a woman.

Father Prestwick, you're not planning

to stay over, by any chance?

No. I was just waiting for you to get back,

in case there was anything I could do.

I could make some tea.

Stay out of my kitchen please, Father Prestwick.

What's going on?

Nothing, Marie. Go on back to bed.

Father Prestwick was just leaving.

Wash your face, Sister Stephanie.

Good night, Marie.

Good night, Father Prestwick.

So what do you make of it, Frank?

Oh, it's mostly appointments,

couple of notations on investments.

Hello, what's this?

I can't figure it out.

Some kind of a list of deliveries.

And it's got some notations in her own hand.

It's hard to read her writing, huh?

Yeah.

Dumont Dust.

I never heard of it.

Here's the phone number.

Must be some kind of special deliveries

of this Dumont Dust, whatever that is.

I'm getting a recording.

Whose number is it?

It's Paladino and Sutherland Investigations,

who say that they're in Bangkok until the end of the month.

Hmm. I wonder if Daphne got through to them,

or more importantly, what she wanted them to do.

Is there anything else in there?

No, I'm afraid not.

We're no better off than we were before we had this.

You know, Frank, I went through their entire brochure

and I don't remember anything about Dumont Dust.

Who could be getting those deliveries?

The competition?

Steve, you don't think maybe we're onto

some kind of industrial espionage, do you?

You're flat on one side.

Admit it, you slept on your hair.

I slept lying down.

With your head on a pillow?

Yeah, a big one.

Oh, how could you do this to me?

You were perfect when you walked out of here yesterday.

I need a miracle.

Where's the spray gel?

I feel like a criminal.

Next time, wrap your head in toilet paper

and sleep hanging over the end of the bed.

You do that?

Yes. And you better, too,

if you want to get anywhere.

Remember, we're like athletes.

Only got a few years.

Even Kareem lost his sky hook.

Uh, no, no, no, no, no.

Hey, hey, we're not done yet.

Yeah, well, thanks, but it's really not me.

Honestly.

Wait here.

Ta-da.

For God's sake!

You got it.

See ya.

Models.

I'm a shoo-in.

Ah, there you are, Father.

Out of my way.

Well...

All right, where is he?

Where's who?

My brother.

Frank?

Right, my brother.

You're not Frank, are you?

Of course I'm not Frank.

Do I look like a stupid priest to you?

No, I suppose not.

Look, what is it gonna take for you to tell me

where my double-crossing brother is?

I'm not sure.

Oh, why don't you try the church.

I don't need you to tell me that.

I'm making my special ham casserole for you.

Smells awful.

He's certainly not himself.

You have no idea.

Frank.

Beg pardon?

You should,

after telling the cops where to find me.

What choice did I have, Blaine?

I've been accused of murder and you refuse to help me.

I had the deal of my life going down.

Suckers right there, reaching for their wallets.

And then in walks your Sergeant Clancy to ask me

if I had an alibi for the time of Daphne's murder.

I did.

Then there's no harm done.

You owe me a million bucks, Frank.

That's what I would've got for that deal.

Listen to me, Blaine.

Sometimes, God has a way

of stepping into our lives when we least expect it.

He gives us a chance to look at ourselves.

Oh, are you trying to save me again?

I'm only trying to help, if I can.

Well, I don't want your help and I don't need to be saved.

I like what I do. I'm good at it.

There's nothing I want to change.

I can't believe you mean that.

Well, it's true.

I'm a very happy man.

And you know it and you hate it, Frank.

I know you better than anyone in the world,

and I know that you're not a happy man.

Cheating and lying... You couldn't be.

Happiness is-is something you earn,

it's not something you steal from others.

And you know that, don't you, Blaine?

Blaine?

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Train 347, the Illinois Zephyr,

with coach service to La Grange, Naperville,

Plano, Mendota,

Princeton, Kewanee,

Galesburg, Macomb, Quincy,

West Quincy, North Madison...

Cynthia! Get over here!

And Kansas City, Missouri.

All aboard, please, train 347,

the Illinois Zephyr.

Sorry I'm late.

What's going on?

- We're waiting. - For what?

For somebody to come along and open up the locker

on the top row, second from the right.

See, I was poking around at the factory,

and I ran into Bill and that-that goon

- that works for him. - Mm-hmm.

Well, I saw them picking up some boxes

of Dumont Dust from the lab, so I followed them.

Here?!

Yeah, but they're over there somewhere.

Don't worry. They can't see us.

Oh.

But they left the Dumont Dust in that locker.

And we're waiting to see who's gonna pick it up?

- You got it. - Oh.

Try and look like you're waiting for the 6:15 to Flossmoor.

We might be here a while.

Yeah.

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Drugs.

They're testing the product.

Guys in that business can tell with one taste.

Oh, just coffee.

- Ma'am? - Uh-uh.

Everything

seems to be in order.

Service from Los Angeles,

Flagstaff, Albuquerque...

It's all there.

Very good, gentlemen.

It's been a pleasure doing business with you.

Let's get out of here.

Adjacent to track number seven.

Well, it looks like

they're satisfied with the product.

All we need now is proof, Frank.

We got to get a sample of that stuff.

How? They don't look like they're willing to share.

Well, then we got to go to the source.

They got the stuff out of this lab.

How we gonna get in?

Why do I ask?

Bingo!

Hmm.

Mm-hmm.

♪ Hello. ♪

Mm.

- Here. - Frank?

Use this.

What's that?

They didn't have a clue what I was talking about.

What do you mean, they didn't have a clue

what you were talking about?

- I don't know. - He's just being...

They're coming.

Call Clancy. I'll keep 'em busy.

Well, good afternoon, gentlemen.

What the hell are you doing here?

Search him.

I'm afraid you arrived a little too soon.

No.

I think we arrived just in time.

May I help you?

I'm Sergeant Clancy, this is Sister Stephanie,

and we are looking for Father Frank Dowling.

We don't have anyone by that name.

Yes, you do. They're hiding him around here somewhere.

We want to see Bill Taylor right now.

I'll ring him.

Yes, Father Dowling was here, but we had to ask him to leave.

He was trespassing.

Perhaps he's in church.

I saw you grab him.

He is lying, Sergeant.

Uh, would you mind if we had a look around, Mr. Taylor?

Of course not.

Just look in there.

What? You think Father Dowling is hiding inside this cabinet?

No, but there is enough stuff in there to powder the nose

of every junkie in Chicago, and I happen

to have a sample of it right here.

You just wait until the police lab analyzes this.

You know, you're gonna be laughing out

the other side of your face.

Now, I don't know what that is, or where you got it,

but if it's what you say it is, it certainly did not come

from Dumont Cosmetics.

Any sign of him, Williams?

Sergeant?

I've been very patient so far.

I appreciate that, Mr. Taylor.

I guess we're through.

Clancy, you can't just leave him here with these people!

What if they kill him?

Steve, we have done everything that we can do.

Yeah, but they're hiding him around here somewhere.

You don't know that for sure.

Besides, I can't get a search warrant without probable cause.

I'm sorry.

Your friend, the nun, just dropped by with the police.

They seem to think you might be on the premises.

Fortunately, I was able to straighten them out.

They'll be back.

Not in time to do you any good.

Yeah, suppose they get a warrant?

So what?

Once we get rid of him, we're clean.

I'm going back to the office.

Wait until we close, and then get rid of him.

It's been a pleasure.

Mm-hmm.

You gonna kill me, Kevin?

Shut up.

Did you kill Miss Dumont, or was it Bill?

I said, shut up!

You can't intimidate me anymore, you know.

I'm already in as much trouble as I can be.

Yeah, well...

there's nothing else we can do.

Things have gone too far.

How much does he pay you to kill for him?

Is it worth it?

I'll let you know.

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How did he get loose?

What are you talking about?

I just saw him on the security monitor.

Oh, thank God you're here.

I just found Father Dowling.

- What? - Frank?

Are you okay?

Barely. How did you find me?

Well, we just fished around, and Blaine was the bait.

Just keep your hands where I can see them.

Just keep on walking.

You know, I don't blame Bill for falling for that trick.

I can barely tell the two of you apart myself.

How did you ever get Blaine to do it?

Well, you know, Frank, he is your brother,

and I-I think that deep down, he really does care about you.

- Hmm. - I'm gonna go get the car.

Yeah.

I usually like to have more time to prepare,

but, uh, went pretty well, wouldn't you say?

Blaine... I don't know what to say.

You saved my life.

Don't spread that around, Frank.

I got a reputation to protect.

Oh, no, I'm not gonna let you make light of this.

You placed yourself in danger for my sake.

What you did was selfless and beyond generosity.

Selfless?

Look I told you, I like what I do.

I also told you I'm good at it.

I just proved it.

It was just another scam, Frank, another con.

But you got to admit, I'm the best.

I don't care what you call it.

I won't forget this.

I won't let you.

You owe me, Frank.

You owe me one.

You okay, Frank?

Mm.

Let's go home.