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Really, Dick. I don't
know why you couldn't have

made a little effort
to get home on time for once.

With the maid's day off
and Phillips gone down

to the village
for the mutton.

-Makes it very difficult.

Mutton?
What's he getting mutton for?

We're going out to dinner.

- We're having mutton tomorrow.
- And I don't like mutton.

I don't know
why you say such a silly thing.

I've seen you eat it
a thousand times.

A thousand times
I've told you I don't like it.

Nonsense.
It's all your imagination.

You can eat anything
if you put your mind to it.

I don't eat with my mind,
I eat with my stomach.

- Is that supposed to be funny?
- No. It is not.

Pete's sake.
What are you looking for?

A bunch of green roses
for my hair.

It was here only yesterday.

- Well, I didn't take it.
- I didn't say you did.

Oh, there it is.

How do you like it?

Not much. It's too big.

That's all you know.
It's very fashionable.

Oh, really, Dick. You might
put your things away.

Just look at that bed.

I've told you once,
I've told you--

Thousand times.

Yet you insist on doing it.

Listen, Kathryn,
I don't insist on anything.

I don't know what's
come over you lately.

You find fault
with everything I do

and everything I say.

What's the matter with you?

Don't stand there
and play innocent with me.

You know perfectly well
what the matter is.

What are you talking about?

Your ridiculous
infatuation for Evelyn.

Oh.

You thought I didn't know,
didn't you?

You must think I'm blind.

The way you look at her
and hang on her every word

is positively nauseating.

I suppose you're gonna deny it.

Why don't you answer me?

You're in love
with her, aren't you?

I thought so.

Well, what are you
gonna do about it?

I'm not gonna do
anything about it.

I haven't said anything
to her, and I don't intend to.

When I married you,
your sister was just a kid.

Now, she's grown up and I happen
to find myself in love with her.

Just one of those things
that can't be helped.

I suppose you'd like me
to step out of the picture.

Well, I'll never do that.

I know that.

It's no use you're
trying to leave me

because she'll never
marry you anyway.

She's too loyal.

I know that, too.

You know, Dick,
it's really rather funny.

This sudden burst
of youthful romance.

And in you of all people.

I wouldn't tell
Evelyn if I were you.

I'm afraid
she'd laugh at you too.

I wish you hadn't said that.

I'm not going to the party.

Oh, yes, you are.
It's our fifth anniversary.

You wouldn't
miss it for anything.

You'll go, and I'll go,
like thousands of others go.

And laugh
at the rest of 'em.

- Who is it?
- Evelyn.

Come in.

Are you ready yet?

Are we, Kathryn?

Certainly.

You know, if you two don't
hurry, you're gonna be late

for your silver
wedding anniversary.

Oh, just a moment, Kathryn.
I've got something for you.

What are you up to now?

Kathryn, can't you guess?

Don't be impatient, my dear.

- All in good time.
- Oh, pick a good one, Mark.

There you are.

Oh, what a beautiful rose!

Isn't it, darling?

Yes, it is.

Is this one you developed?

Yes, it did turn
out well, didn't it?

- What do you call it?
- I call it "The Jenny Bell."

That's suspiciously
romantic, Doctor.

Just who is Jenny Bell?

Subject of the greatest
mistake I ever made.

That sounds
serious, Doctor. Come clean.

Don't jump to conclusions.
The mistake was mine...

in not asking a very beautiful
young lady to marry me.

Why, Doctor?

I was a much younger man.

I'd just received my masters.

About to start teaching my
first class at the University.

Picture me at the same age
and in the same position

as young Prof. Holsworth here.

Like all young psychologists
with brand new master's degrees,

I knew everything
there was to know.

But I didn't know
enough to get married.

And now, ladies and gentlemen,

to the business of the evening.

A toast to the happiest
of couples

on their fifth anniversary,
Kathryn and Richard.

Richard. Kathryn.

To the sweetest
sister a girl ever had.

Thank you, Evelyn.

And Dick, I-I only
hope that someday,

I'll find a husband
as good as you.

Congratulations, old man.

- You're one of the lucky ones.
- Thank you very much.

I assure you
it doesn't seem that long.

Listen...

Our favorite tune.

Isn't it sweet of Dr. Hamilton
to have arranged this for us?

Yes. It certainly is.

I can't thank you
enough, Doctor.

Never having been
married myself,

I've had a warm spot in my heart

for those who
have achieved it.

- Achieved?
- Certainly.

As a psychologist,
I can assure you

a happy marriage
is indeed a rare achievement.

Isn't that rather cynical?

Well, perhaps it is.

But you see, marriage
is a very tricky business.

People have impulses,
compulsions, drives,

let us say, towards escape.
Escape from loneliness.

They seek that escape

in the companionship
of someone else.

And Io, just when they
think they've achieved it,

they find they put on
their own handcuffs.

Despite of what you say, Doctor,
you're a very kind-hearted man.

What do you say
to that, Prof. Holsworth?

Oh, now you've got me
on the spot, Doctor.

Prof. Holsworth says

that the thing
that he admires about me

is in the pursuit
of pure science,

I've learned to put
my heart in a cage.

And is your heart
in a cage, Prof. Holsworth?

Oh, I give it a little birdseed
now and then.

That's very
strong-minded of you,

but I'm not quite convinced.

Neither am I.
I regret to say, Miss Turner,

that pure science
is not the only thing

that the younger
professors pursue.

Just what kind of a doctor
are you anyway?

I know you mess around
with the brain, but how?

Well, I don't do trepanning

or any such vulgar hammering

and sawing of the skull.

I deal with thoughts
and dreams

which no amount
of surgery can handle.

You see, sometimes,

a thought can be like
a malignant disease

that starts to eat
away the willpower.

When that happens, it's my
business to remove the thought.

Before it can
cause destruction.

That's a very
pretty theory, Doctor,

but I-I don't quite see

how you can take a thought
out of a man's head.

It seems to me that
if it's there, it's there,

and there's nothing
can be done about it.

Good old practical, Dick.

Life is so simple
for engineers.

All problems solved
with a slide rule and T-square.

Well, what do you,
eminent psychoanalysts,

think causes
these thoughts, Doctor?

Oh, any number of things,

but I should say love
and its frustration

is the worst offender.

See, Dr. Hamilton belongs

to the Freudian School
of Psychology

that believes love
rather than money

is the root of all evil.

Why, it's nothing of the kind.

I beg your pardon,
Dr. Hamilton.

But love doesn't always
cause unhappiness and trouble.

It's been man's inspiration
for centuries.

Why, it's been the basis of some
of the greatest stories ever written.

Look at Romeo and Juliet.
Antony and Cleopatra.

Abelard and Heloise.

Yes, but look what
happened to them.

Oh, Dick, that's not fair.
You know what I mean.

It doesn't matter
what happens to people

as long as they have
something to live for.

But they didn't live for it,
they died for it.

Evelyn, darling,

perhaps you better leave
the entire subject alone

until you're married.

Dear, I wish I could
express myself better.

I think you've expressed
yourself remarkably well.

- Goodnight.
- It is raining, isn't it?

Be careful,
Kathy, it's slippery.

- Yes.
- Come on now, hurry up.

Thank you again
for a wonderful evening, Doctor.

It's perfectly
alright now.

Goodbye!

Do drive carefully, Dick.

I am driving carefully.

I think
that young Prof. Holsworth

is awfully nice,
don't you, dear?

Oh, I guess, it'd be
alright when he grows up.

The way you talk,
you'd think you are 180.

As a matter of fact,
he's about your own age.

After all, he has a good,
steady job at the college--

Now, listen here.
Don't start marrying me off

before I've made up my mind.

When I marry, I want
it to be something solid

like you and Dick.

Your ears burning, Dick?

Positively.

Oh, by the way, Evelyn, I got
a letter from mother today.

I gathered she was lonely and
that it was time you came home.

She didn't say so in exactly
so many words, mind you, but--

But you felt she wanted
Evelyn to come home.

Yes.

That's funny.
She didn't write me about it.

Oh, she probably knew
you were having a good time

and didn't wanna
spoil your fun.

I suppose
I should go back.

As much as I hate to.

Perhaps, I could make plane
reservations sometime next week.

Look out!

Sometimes, a thought can
be like a malignant disease

and start to eat away
the willpower.

I suppose you'd like me
to step out of the picture.

Well, I'll never do that.

Never.

Never.

Never. Never.

Love has been man's
inspiration for centuries.

You know, Dick.
It's really rather funny.

I hope Evelyn never finds out.

She'd laugh at you too.

Marriage is a very
tricky business.

He's alright now, Doctor.

Well, old man, you had
quite a jolt, didn't you?

How do you feel?

Great.

It's only a broken leg.

We'll have you up
and around again in no time.

- How's Evelyn?
- She's alright.

Just a few scratches.

And Kathryn?

She escaped without a mark.

- Come in, Doctor.
- Thank you.

Well, well, well.
How's the patient today?

- How are you, Doctor?
- I'm fine, thanks.

Doctors can't afford
to be sick, you know?

Only rich people.

Well, now then...

let's see how
we're coming along.

Feel that?

No. I can't feel a thing.

Oh, try your weight on it.

Careful now.

Take it easy.

Ah.

It's no use.

How does it feel?

Well, I...

I can't feel anything.

Just like it belongs
to somebody else.

Well, don't worry, Dick.

The X-rays show the fracture
to be completely healed.

If you just keep on religiously
with those exercises'

I showed you, you'll be walking
again sooner than you think.

That's what I keep
telling him, Doctor.

But for the past five weeks,
he's been grumbling

around the house
like an old bear.

You me give any idea
just how long that'll be?

No. Your trouble's mental now,
not physical.

Well, then neither you
nor any other doctor can tell

from that X-ray just when
I'll be able to walk again, huh?

Unfortunately, we cannot
photograph the nervous system.

Your present condition
is entirely neurasthenic.

Neuronophagia we call it,

and that doesn't show on plates.

Alright. There must be
something I can do.

Just sitting around the house
whole day in a wheelchair

is enough to drive a man crazy.

Well, you might try
swimming in warm water.

That's worked miracles
in some of the cases.

It relaxes the muscles.

Oh, why didn't you
say that, Doc?

That's a great idea.

Hey, Kathy, why don't we put
this contraption in the car

and go up to Mountain Springs
for a week?

- Well I--
- That's a splendid idea.

So long as you don't
over exert yourself.

Ha-ha. Fat chance.

Well, I'll give you a letter
to the house physician.

Tell him to look out for you.

By the way, what did you
hear from Evelyn?

Yes, what did we hear
from Evelyn, Kathy?

Well, as a matter of fact,
they got a telegram

from her this morning.
She says she's very happy

and glad to be home.

I never could quite understand

why she went away so suddenly.

I had an idea
she was rather smitten

with young Prof. Holsworth.

I was uh, hoping...

Oh, well...

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Doctor.

- Oh, Kathy.
- Yes?

You never said
anything about...

About What?

About our quarrel
about Evelyn.

Do you think I'm a fool?
I'd rather die than tell anyone.

I'm afraid, I've hurt you
very much, Kathy. I'm sorry.

It's funny how virtuous a man
can be when he's helpless.

- Oh, Phillips.
- Yes, sir.

Car ready?

Just putting
the last two bags in now.

Are you ready, sir?

What's the matter
with you, Philips?

You seem to be
in a bit of a hurry.

Cook and I thought we'd rather
like to take the morning train

if it is the all the same
to you, sir?

Oh, sure. By all means. You can
go along now if you want to.

But what about you, Mr. Mason?

Oh, Mrs. Mason and I will
manage nicely, thank you.

You two run along. I know
you're anxious to get started.

- Thank you, sir.
- Have a nice vacation.

Thank you very much, sir.

Oh, get me Orchid 3872.

- Richard, Richard.
- Yes?

Are you nearly ready?

494. Yes. I'll be
right with you.

Oh, do hurry,
or we'll never get there.

Can't you ever be on time?

We were supposed
to be ready an hour ago.

Oh, say Freston, I've just been
looking at those core samples

but I'm not satisfied.

Suppose you get down there
and find

you're tying
into a fall cleavage?

I can't afford to gamble
on the job that far away.

You'll have to come
out to the house tonight.

And then take
that 9 o'clock train.

I'm afraid,
there's no other way out of it.

Okay, I'll see you then.

- Who was that?
- Freston.

Kathy, I'm afraid,
we'll have to change our plans.

I've got to see him tonight.

Oh, drat.

Can't be helped. Work's work,
and it's just got to be done.

This sort of thing always
happens when we're going away.

Phillips! Phillips!

Have they gone?

Yes. I told them to.

Wish you'd let me know before.

Well, I only found it out
myself just this minute.

Kathy, I don't wanna
spoil your fun.

Why don't you go ahead,
and I'll meet you up there.

I'll phone Phillips,

and have him
drive me out tomorrow

or the day after.
The very latest.

But I can't drive
up there alone.

Well, certainly, you can.
You're an excellent driver.

Have you got your
key to the safe?

No, I'm afraid I left
mine in the bedroom.

Oh, never mind,
here's mine.

You're not gonna take all
that junk with you, are you?

I only want a couple of things.

We're not going to The Ritz.

This is just
a simple mountain resort.

I only want this
cameo. It goes with the suit.

You do look nice with that.

That's the first compliment
you've paid me in a long time.

I'm not such a bad guy
when you get to know me.

Richard...

Yes?

Never mind.

- Oh, Kathy.
- Yes?

Be sure and drive slowly.

Some of those mountain roads
are pretty dangerous.

- Hello, Doctor.
- Well, hello, Kathryn.

Well, how do you
like the results

- of fertilizer on plumbago?
- It's lovely.

Give me five minutes, and I'll
cut you enough for a vaseful.

Oh, not now, Doctor. I'm
on my way to Mountain Springs.

- Without Richard?
- Something came up at the very last minute.

He insisted that
I go on alone.

I only stopped by to ask you
if you could look in on him

and make sure he's alright.

I'll be glad to. I'll clean up
and go over right away.

Oh, there's no need to do that.
He'll be working all afternoon.

Tonight too,
for that matter.

If you would drop
by in the morning...

I will. I promise.

You see, you and Evelyn

are my very favorite people.

Thank you, Doctor.

At the university,
I spend a little time

in teaching classes
a great deal

in giving advice to individuals.

Distracted husbands,
unhappy wives.

Sometimes,
I almost lose my belief

in the existence
of a happy marriage.

- Then I think of yours.
- We've been very fortunate.

More than anyone expected
five years ago, my dear.

I guess it's quite safe
now to tell you

that I wouldn't have bet
an old umbrella

on your marriage
lasting as much as a year.

It's a very great tribute
to you

to have proved me
so utterly wrong.

Have a wonderful time
at Mountain Springs, my dear.

Don't worry about Richard.
I'll look after him.

Thank you.
Thank you very much, Doctor.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Would you mind
moving your car?

Kathryn.

Richard.

Richard. I was afraid.
I thought...

Why, you're walking, Richard.

You're walking without help.

How did you get here?

Why are you here, Richard?

Why are you... here?

No.

No.

Richard. Don't.

Thank you.

Doesn't seem if anybody's home.

- That you, Freston?
- Yes, where are you?

In the study,
come on in.

- Oh, hello, Bob.
- Hi, Mason.

I meant to leave
the porch light on for you.

Hello, Mountain Springs Hotel?

I'll wait.

Too bad I had to break into
your vacation this way, Philip,

but I'll make it up
to you later on.

That's alright, sir.
I quite understand.

Just a minute.

Hello, Mountain Springs Hotel?

I wanna speak
with Mrs. Richard Mason.

Mr. Mason calling.

I'm sorry I had to drag you
down here on a night like this.

- Oh, it's okay.
- Make yourself comfortable.

- Thanks.
- Hello, yeah.

She hasn't?

Are you sure?

Well, have her call me

the minute she comes in,
will you?

Thank you very much.

Should've been there by now.

Hey, Phillips, do you suppose
you can get us some food?

Yes, sir. I think there's some
nice cold mutton in the icebox.

Mutton, but I...

Yes. That will be alright.

Let's get to work.

This is plate 47.

Are you absolutely
certain she hasn't arrived yet?

Are you the chap
I talked to before?

Uh-huh.

Be sure
to have her call me

the minute she gets in.
It's important.

Bob, I'm really getting worried.

Now, don't get
yourself all worked up.

She might've had engine trouble
or a flat tire or something.

If she'd had difficulty, she
certainly would've let me know.

Well, she might've had
trouble getting to a phone.

After all,
those mountain roads are--

What'd I say? There she is now.

- Hello.
- Hello, Dick.

This is Hamilton.

Kathryn stopped by
on her way out to the Springs.

Asked me to look after you.
I'm keeping my word.

How are you?

Well, frankly, Doctor,
I'm a little worried.

She hasn't arrived,
and it's getting late.

I see. That is something
to worry about.

She came by here
shortly before noon.

You don't hear
from her soon, Dick,

I should inform
the Highway Patrol.

Yes. I guess I better
do that right away.

Well, thanks for calling,
Doctor.

See, Bob, I-I don't think
I can do anymore work tonight.

This thing's really
getting on my nerves.

Aren't we about finished?

There is just the design
for the causeway center.

Hello.

Oh, get me police headquarters.

Where did you
get this idea?

Howard recommends
the pentagon pattern

for loose shale.

Yes.

Yes. That ought to do very well.

Hello, police headquarters?

I wanna report
a missing woman.

Yes.

Thank you.

Now, Dr. Hamilton,

you say Mrs. Mason
stopped by your house

for a moment on her way out
of town. How long did she stay?

Only for a few minutes.
She didn't come into the house.

She said that you, Richard,
were all alone.

She asked me
to look in on you.

I offered to do so at once,

but she said you had work to do.

And this morning
would be soon enough.

Did she seem to be
any different than usual,

or was she excited
or morose

- or anything like that?
- No.

I would say she was
in normally good spirits.

Thank you, Doctor.

Mr. Mason, uh,

you say, she was wearing
a green cameo ring.

That's right.

Did she have other
jewelry with her?

Yes. She had one of
those costume pieces

on her coat, wedding ring,
engagement ring...

oh, yes,
heart-shaped gold locket

engraved "Richard to Kathryn."

She kept my picture in it.

Remember anything else?

Yes. Monogrammed
handkerchief in this pocket.

- White handkerchief?
- Yes, with a green border.

And let's see, I'm trying to
visualize as I last saw her.

She was wearing a rose.
She looked very smart.

I remember I commented on it.

You've done excellently,
Mr. Mason.

If you knew what
we usually have to work on.

- Highway Patrol, sir.
- Well, come in, Roberts.

- Find anything?
- No, sir.

No sign of a crack-up
or skid marks of any kind.

Of course, last night's
rain didn't help any.

Mr. Mason, are you sure

which road Mrs. Mason
took to Mountain Springs?

Pretty sure. Martinez Canyon.
We usually go up that way.

Couldn't she have gone
via Allison Highway

and then cut over
to Martinez Canyon?

No. I hardly think so.

It's several miles longer
that way.

We've combed both roads.

All the way to Mountain Springs
and back.

- Alright, Roberts. You may go.
- Thank you.

I don't understand this,
Workman.

There're only two roads,
a woman and a car

can't just vanish
into thin air.

Mr. Mason, I'm going to say
something that may offend you.

So, I hope
you realize my position.

There can be only two
explanations of what happened.

Either your wife's car skidded
and went off into a canyon

that we've yet to search.

Or she didn't go where
she said she was going.

Exactly what do you mean?

Well, if you'd had a quarrel,
say.

She might have gotten mad and
gone off to visit some friend

without telling you.

Oh, no. I hardly think
there's any chance of that.

My wife and I got
on very well together.

Nevertheless, women are
sometimes very unpredictable.

She might have been nursing
some secret sorrow

or a grudge...
which you were unaware.

Isn't there some intimate friend
or relative of hers

we could question?

Richard, I hope
you won't mind

my making the suggestion.

But don't you think we
should send for Evelyn?

I already have.

Dick, I believe
you're playing on my sympathy.

You can do better than that.

Oh, I thought I was
doing pretty well for a guy

who has only been out of his
perambulator a couple of days.

Of course, you are.

Dr. Grant will be very pleased.

Not half as pleased as I'll be

to see the last
of Dr. Grant and this.

I've admired you
so much this past week.

I know what a terrific strain
you've been under

and yet you've been wonderful.

You're such a help to me.

You've been a great help
to me just by being here.

Dick, I...

I'm going to ask you
a question

I've wanted to ask
for some time.

Go ahead, shoot.

Did you notice anything
unusual about Kathryn

before she disappeared?

What do you mean?

Before I left, I-I felt there
was something worrying her.

Something she
was trying to hide.

Yes. Well, now
that you mentioned it,

I may as well tell you
that I felt the same thing.

I guess I should
have told you before.

Perhaps, if I had,
this wouldn't have happened.

She had been acting
strangely for sometime.

She even started
imagining things.

What sort of things?

I don't think there's
any reason to go into them.

Just the results
of an over-wrought condition.

No, Dick. I think
I have a right to know.

Well, for one thing...

she imagined
I'd fallen in love with you.

- Me?
- Yes.

Where on earth did
she get that idea?

I don't know.

May I come in?

Of course, Doc.
We've been expecting you.

I was just admiring
your roses.

You better go around to the
front door unless, of course,

you wanna put a beard on
and come down the chimney.

I guess I'm too old
for that sort of thing.

Funny things happen inside
people's heads, don't they?

Dick, please don't say
anything about this to anyone

for Kathryn's sake.

I won't.

- Good evening, Doctor Hamilton.
- Good evening, Phillips!

I didn't hear you
drive up, sir.

Oh, I left the car home.
It was such a beautiful evening,

I thought the walk
would do me good.

Hello, Doctor.
How are you?

Fine, Dick.
It's good to see you

up and around again.

- Hello, Evelyn.
- Good evening, Doctor.

- I hope I'm not late.
- Not at all.

- How about a cocktail?
- Excellent idea!

Yes. Yes, it's Mr. Mason.

What? Alright,
I'll be right over.

Sorry, Doctor. I'm afraid

we'll have to postpone dinner
for a while.

It was Police Headquarters.

They found a clue.

This may be
the end of our waiting.

Well, this is what
we found on him, Mr. Mason.

You recognize it?

Yes, it's Kathryn's
or an exact duplicate.

What do you say, Miss Turner?

- It is Kathryn's ring.
- You sure?

Positive.

Hey, you.

Take your hat off.

Where did you get that ring?

Out of a lady's pocketbook.

Snatched the pocketbook?

Uh-huh. Just dug in my hand
and come out with it.

Come on, make it clearer.
What happened?

Well, we was waiting
to cross the street, see.

A big crowd, see.

The red light was holding us up.

This was in downtown traffic?

- Yeah, that's right.
- When?

Uh, couple of days ago.

Go ahead.

Well, this lady is standing
right next to me, see.

Just the people next to her must
have been pushing or something

'cause she changes
the pocketbook

to the hand right along the side
of me.

So, I unlatch the bag,

stick my hand in,
come out with the ring.

Do you remember
what the lady looked like?

Uh-huh.

So?

Just a minute.

- Mind if I ask him a question?
- No. Go ahead.

This lady wearing a hat?

Yes, sir.

What color was it? Was it green?

I think so.

Just a plain hat?
Nothing on it?

Nothing.

Yeah.

Yeah, there was one thing on it.

- What?
- A feather.

Kind of a big feather.

You're lying. You either
kidnapped her or killed her!

Oh, don't just stand there,
staring at me. Do something!

Make him tell where she is!
Beat it out of him!

- Take him outta here.
- Come on, let's go.

Sorry, I blew up.

It's the strain of waiting.

Not knowing
what's happened to her.

Come on, Evelyn.

I think that man knows
a lot more than he's admitting.

Well, if he does,
you may be sure

they'll get it out of him.

It's just a matter of time.

Meanwhile, Richard,
I'd like to offer a suggestion.

- Go ahead.
- You should get away

from all this for a while.
Get out of that house.

Too many associations.
Too hard on the nerves.

- My nerves are alright.
- Are they?

How would you
expect me to feel?

Precisely as you do,
and t's time

you did something about it.

I'm leaving tomorrow
for Rainbow Lake

to spend my spring vacation.

Why not come up there
with me?

There's room and service
at the lodge.

Lakes, mountains,
and good fishing.

It'll do you good.

I think you should go, Dick.

It's exactly what you need.

How about you?

You've been under
as much strain as I have.

Why don't you
come along too?

Well, I'd like to
if Dr. Hamilton doesn't mind.

Mind?
Oh, I'd be delighted.

Let's consider the matter
settled then, huh?

Goodnight, Dick.

I'm glad you decided
to come with me.

So am I. I think
it'll do us both good.

I'm afraid I'm depending
a good deal on you.

That's alright.

I like to be depended on.

Goodnight.

Night.

Come in.

Yes, sir?

Has anyone been
in this room tonight?

No one except myself, sir.

Someone else has.

Someone wearing
Mrs. Mason's perfume.

Can't you smell it?

Yes. I think I can, sir.

But I don't understand it.
Unless, Miss Evelyn...

No. It couldn't have
been Miss Evelyn.

She's been out
with me all evening.

That'll be all.

Can I assist you, sir?

No. I'll manage alright.

Goodnight, sir.

Goodnight.

Get me Police Headquarters.

I wanna talk to Lt. Egan.
This is Richard Mason.

Hello, Egan. This is Mason.

Somebody's been
in my house tonight.

No. Nothing has been taken.

Something has been added.

Wedding ring my wife
wore when she went away.

You know, Dick, it's like
a different world up here.

Makes everything that happened
back home seem like a bad dream.

Yeah. I know.

- Ship ahoy!
- Hiya, Doc.

- Hello!
- Any luck?

Well, if you call this luck.

I could
use that for bait.

I caught one bigger than that,

but I didn't like the way
he looked at me.

So, I threw him back.

I don't really
fish for fish anyway.

I just like it as an excuse
for doing nothing.

Same time in the morning,
Doctor?

Same time, Bill.

So, you two should come out
where there really are fish.

Hey, you did alright!

I know what we're
going to have for dinner.

- Did you have a good day, Doc?
- Fine. Look.

No, Evelyn. Go this way.
The boatman says it's shorter.

Must be a little dull
for you, my dear,

to be up here
with two old fogies

like Dick and me.

Oh, speak for yourself, Doctor.

I'm neither old nor a fogie,

whatever that is.

Nevertheless, I thought

that Evelyn needed
the companionship

of someone her own age.

So, when we get
back to the hotel,

I'm hoping she'll find
a very agreeable surprise.

- Who?
- Professor Holsworth.

Really, Doctor,
you shouldn't have done that.

- What will he think?
- Put your mind at ease, my dear.

Prof. Holsworth
is under the impression

that I wish to consult him

in regard to our work
for the next semester.

You're quite a matchmaker,
Doctor.

Why don't you let the girl
make up her own mind?

Don't worry, Dick.
I will.

Well, there you are!

I try to play Cupid,
and that's all the thanks I get.

What's that?

- Oh, that woodpile?
- Yes.

Oh, that's for
the outdoor bonfires.

They make a nice-looking
couple, don't they?

What?

I say, they make a nice-looking
couple, don't they?

Yes. I suppose they do. I
haven't really thought about it.

Young Holsworth has a very
brilliant career ahead of him

if he watches his step.

And I think Evelyn is the girl
to see that he does just that.

Along distance
call for you, sir.

- Well, I'll be right there.
- It's probably Egan.

Maybe he's got
something out of that hobo.

Yes. I've been
waiting for him to crack.

What would you say
to a walk on the terrace?

I'd rather do that if
you're sure you don't mind.

Oh, come along then.

One moment, please.

You can take it
in the second booth.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello! Hello!

What's the matter with the call,
operator?

I don't know sir.

Hello. Hello?

The line seems
to be disconnected now.

Or he didn't even answer.

Get me the city main, 2020.

Yes, sir.

Main, 2020.

One moment, please.

Hello, police headquarters?
Gimme the homicide bureau.

Homicide.
Workman speaking.

Just a minute.

Hey, Egan.

Egan!

- Yeah?
- Richard Mason for you.

Egan speaking.
Hello, Mr. Mason.

No. No, I didn't call you.

We've got nothing
to report right now.

I'll let you know
if anything happens.

Okay. I'm sorry to have
bothered you. Goodbye.

Did the party who called
give his name?

It was a lady, sir.

- A lady?
- Yes, sir.

Well, did the lady
give her name?

No. No, I thought that...

No, I'm sure
she didn't give her name, sir.

Just what did she say?

Well,
if you'll excuse me, sir.

I've read about you
and your wife in the papers.

This lady said, "I'd like
to speak to Mr. Mason."

And I said,
"Who's calling, please?"

And I thought she said,
"Mrs. Mason"

but she probably
just repeated "Mr. Mason.

The connection
wasn't a clear one.

Is there any way
to have the call traced?

I'm afraid not, sir.

I'm certain
I heard her incorrectly.

Yes, I guess
it must have been a mistake.

Rainbow Lodge.
One moment, please.

- What news, Dick?
- I don't know.

By the time I got there
the phone was disconnected.

Well, if it's important,
they'll call back.

I guess so.

Doctor,
you're a pretty smart man.

You've had a lot of experience
along these lines.

What do you think
about that hobo?

Think he's told us
all he knows?

Yes. I think
he was telling the truth.

He's just a common
or garden variety of pickpocket.

You see, Dick,
it takes a man of violent mind

to commit a major crime
like robbery or killing.

Then you believe all killers
are one particular pattern, eh?

All those who commit
premeditated murder

they're all egotists
to the point of egomania.

That's a pretty
broad statement.

But based on an obvious
premise, I'm afraid.

Only a supreme egotist
who would hold his desires

above the life
of another person

could feel capable
of achieving a perfect crime.

Now, that's open to argument,
doctor.

Since there've been
unsolved murders

there could've been
perfect crimes.

The laws of chance
are overwhelmingly against it.

So are the laws
of human nature.

You see
a murderer's whole safety

depends upon
a complication of lies.

If he had no motive, no access
that his alibi's perfect.

Even if he feels no remorse,
think of the strain he endures

in knowing that one error
will be his undoing.

That if he is forgetful enough

to contradict
one of his statements.

If his act of innocence
is unconvincing in any detail

if he so much
as talks in his sleep...

I wonder
what's become of Evelyn.

You know, that's probably the
same moon they have back home.

- Looks better here somehow.
- It is beautiful.

Evelyn, ever since
you've come back

there's something
I've been wanting to ask you.

It's been on my mind
ever since you went away.

I didn't realize how much
I wanted you to be here

until you did go away.
If you know what I mean.

Yes, Norman, I believe
I know what you mean.

I've been thinking.

Although I'm pretty well set
with my teaching at college

I have no background.

No home life,
if you know what I mean.

Oh, I know
this is all very sudden but--

No, Norman.

I've had the feeling that you've
liked me for quite some time--

- Don't you like me?
- Yes.

Yes, I do.

What's the matter?
Is there some other man?

No, of course not.
Who would there be?

I don't know.
You say you like me and yet...

Norman, please don't ask me
to give you an answer right now.

I-I'm so confused.

I'd like to give you a reason,
but I can't.

I can't explain it.

Aren't you cold out here?

Maybe,
I'd better get you a wrap.

I'm alright, Dick.

Nevertheless, I think
you should have a wrap.

I'll get it.

Seems to be
very fond of you.

Yes. In fact,
he just asked me to marry him.

Oh.

What did you say?

I told him I couldn't
make up my mind just now.

Why did you say that?

- Because it's true.
- Why is it true?

Why couldn't
you make up your mind?

I don't know, Dick. I couldn't
give him an answer, that's all.

I'll tell you Why.

Because you feel about me
just as I feel about you.

- That's not true.
- It is true.

It's always been true.

How do you feel about me?

- What do you mean, Dick?
- Here's your wrap, Evelyn.

How about us all walking down
to the campfire by the lake?

Oh, count me out.

What's the matter with him?

I don't know.
I have to find out.

Will you excuse me,
please, Norman?

Sure.

Dick?

Dick?

I want to talk
to you a minute.

Alright. Go ahead.
What is it?

What did you mean just now,
when you said

"I feel the same way about you
as you do about me."

You know perfectly well
what I meant. I love you.

You shouldn't have said that,
Dick.

- Even if it is true.
- Why shouldn't I have said it?

I'm past pretending either
to myself or to anybody else.

Kathryn was right then?

Yes. Kathryn was right.

Did you tell her
you were in love with me?

No, but she seemed
to sense it in some way.

I sensed it too.

Made me very uncomfortable
at times.

The situation became impossible.
That's really why I went away.

And now?

It's still impossible, Dick.

Why? Why is it impossible?

Because we don't know
what's happened to her.

We don't know whether
she's dead or alive. We...

I'm not talking about her.
I'm not talking about us.

How do you feel about us?

But it can never be, Dick.

She'd always be there
between us.

- Then you do love me.
- I didn't say that!

That's what you meant, isn't it?
You love me, but you haven't got

- the courage to face it.
- No, Dick, I don't love you.

Then why did you come back?

- What do you mean?
- Exactly what I said.

Why did you come back
the minute you heard

Kathryn was gone?

I worried about her, I wanted to

be here
in case I could do anything.

You came 'cause
you wanna be with me.

- Yes, but I--
- Kathryn was gone.

And you could be alone with me.

But you sent for me, Dick.

Why did you come up here
tonight?

Why are you here now?

To know what you meant.

You know perfectly well
what I meant downstairs.

There wasn't anything
subtle about it.

If you hadn't wanted
to hear no more

you'd have gone with Holsworth.

But I wanted to have it
out in the open.

I had to discuss it with you.

Alright. We are discussing it.

What would you do
if Kathryn came back now?

- I don't know.
- Uh, you see.

You prattle along
about Romeo and Juliet

and all those romantic
storybook characters

who died for love
yet you run away from it.

- But I don't feel that way.
- But you do.

- No.
- That's why you came back.

That's why you couldn't answer
that professor.

That's why
you're sitting here now.

You just haven't courage
to say it.

Dick, stop it!

Better dry your eyes.

It's Kathryn's.

That's what I meant
when I said

"She'd always be there
between us."

Are you sure this
is the identical handkerchief

that she were
when she went away?

Of course I'm sure.

Otherwise, I wouldn't
have brought it to you.

I even asked the maid
at the house.

She says
she distinctly remembered

putting it in the pocket
of my wife's suit.

In fact,
it was made for the suit.

There's no other like it.

Mr. Mason, I've come across

a lot of screwy
things in this business,

but this beats them all.

Now look, Egan,
the ring, the key

and the handkerchief
could mean one of two things.

Either she was murdered,
and her body's been found

or she was kidnapped.

If it's ransom they want,
I'll pay it.

Have you received
any anonymous letters?

Not so far. I expect that
to start any minute.

What about that tramp
you caught?

What have you done with him?

We're still holding him.

On a pickpocket charge.

I'd like to get my hands on him
for five minutes.

- I'd make him talk.
- Sorry, Mr. Mason.

But that's absolutely
against regulations.

Regulations?

I imagine it's also against
the regulations for you

to sit
on your finely-upholstered,

plush-bottom
swivel-backed chair.

Taking the tax payer's money
without delivering the goods.

I warn you, Egan.

Unless I get some decisive
action out of this office

I'm gonna hire
my own detective.

- Good morning, Mr. Mason.
- How are you, Miss Crowley?

You tell Mr. Harris
I'd like to see him.

Yes, sir.

Welcome back, Mr. Mason.
We didn't expect you so soon.

Oh, yes. Well, I just happened
to be in town for a few hours

and thought I'd drop in,
and see if everything's alright.

- Any news?
- Uh, no, sir.

Mr. Claiborne and I opened the
business mail as you directed.

We've attended to everything.

Uh, those seem to be personal.

We were going to forward
them to you but...

Oh, that's alright.

Yes, I knew, Freston
was gonna run into trouble.

Were you able
to send him the parts?

Yes, sir. They went out
in yesterday's clipper.

Mr. Mason, uh, several...
all of us have been wondering

whether you've had
any news of Mrs. Mason.

No, not yet.

We're very sorry, sir.

If there's anything at all
we can do?

Thanks.

Yes, sir.

- Wait for me.
- Yes, sir.

- This your ticket?
- Yeah.

- You wanna redeem it?
- Yes.

2-2-7-8-7.

2-2-7-8-7.

2-2-7-8-7.

2-2-7-8-7.

- Who pawned this locket?
- Didn't you?

No. Who did?

2-2-7-8-7.

A lady,
Mrs. Richard Mason.

Let me see that book.

When was this?
How long ago?

Night, day before yesterday.

Remember her?
What did she look like?

Yeah, I remember.
Kind of a nice-looking lady.

Sorta tall.
Wore a green outfit.

One of them suits,
you know?

Everything green.

Her handbag,
her suit, her hat.

All but a feather
stickin' up, sorta.

- Day before yesterday?
- Yeah.

I'll redeem it.
How much?

Nothin' doin'.

Come back in 90 days,
and you can buy it.

- What do you mean?
- New state law.

Only the party of the pawned
stuff can redeem it.

- But I have the pawn ticket.
- That's only half of it.

You gotta duplicate
the signature,

or else bring a letter
from the lady that pawned it.

I'm her husband,
Richard Mason.

I've all sorts of identification
in my wallet.

It's no good, mister. Not unless
you get a letter from her to me.

Of course, if she don't show up
for 90 days, goes on sale.

Ninety days?

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey, sweetheart.

Remember me?

Yeah.
How much do I owe ya?

Dollar seventy-five.

Dollar seventy-five?

Well, drive me
to police headquarters.

Are you sure the book
was signed "Mrs. Richard Mason?"

- I'm positive.
- Doesn't seem possible.

It didn't seem possible
that her wedding ring

would turn up in my safe.
But it did.

- What's the address?
- 17 Bay Street.

17 Bay Street.

Thank you very much.

Yes, gentlemen.

We wanna see the gold locket
Mrs. Mason pawned.

Gold locket?

I think there must be
some mistake, mister.

I have no gold lockets.
Nobody buys them anymore.

The few I had left,
I sold just for the gold.

Oh, don't gimme that. It was right
here in this tray half an hour ago.

You must have seen it
in some other pawnshop, sir.

- It was here in this pawn shop.
- Let's see that locket.

Honestly, gentlemen, I haven't
had any gold lockets in here

for more than a year.

- Where's your partner?
- I have no partner.

Alright, your clerk,
your helper, the big fella.

He's making a mistake,
Mr. Detective.

I have no partner
or help of any kind.

This is my shop.
I run it myself.

You sure
this is the right place?

I'm absolutely positive.
I remember those clocks,

the guitar, the whole place.

It was right here
in this case, number 22787.

- Have you got the ticket?
- Yes...

No.
He kept it, the big fella.

- Believe me, Mr. Detective--
- Hand me that ledger.

Yes, sir, anything you say.

Show it to you, right there in
the book in her own handwriting?

Uh, let's see, 22787.

22787, uh, 22...

You switched books, you've
hidden the locket. Where is it?

Get a hold of yourself.
It won't do any good.

Come on,
let's get out of here.

Of course it's possible

you might be mistaken
about the pawn shop.

- They're all similar.
- I tell you I'm not mistaken.

It was that pawn shop
at that address, 17 Bay street.

I walked into the shop.

I gave the ticket to the man
behind the counter.

He handed me the locket. I kept
it and I held it in my hands.

I saw my wife's signature in the
book alongside the number.

The same number that was
on the pawn ticket. 22787.

If we only had the ticket.

I told you he kept it,
the big fella.

- No reason to get excited--
- No reason?

How would you feel
if all this had happen to you?

Well, I... I guess I'd feel
as if I'd gone soft in the head.

Now, look here, Workman.

We've had half a dozen clues

and nobody seems to be able
to do anything about them.

I warned Egan unless
something was done and quickly

I'd have to take matters
into my own hands

and that's exactly
what I'm gonna do.

Well, professor,
What do you think?

Are they written
by the same person?

Apparently, yes.

But it's possible that certain
similarities as appear now

may be the result of certain
family characteristics

that sometimes appear on the
writing of brothers and sisters.

Are such cases common?

No, but you do run
across them now and then.

But for a positively
accurate comparison

I shall have to enlarge
both specimens

analyze the individual letters

and study the basic angles
and group couples.

Oh, I'm sorry to put you
to all that trouble, professor.

Oh, not at all. I'm only too
delighted to do anything I can

for a friend
of Dr. Hamilton's.

And he'll enjoy
every minute of it.

Give Professor Berens
a comparison microscope

and he's as happy as a little
boy playing "Sherlock Holmes."

Well, I-I only hope
I can be of some help to you.

Thank you.

Oh, Richard.

Are you gonna leave Evelyn
up at the lodge?

Yes. I don't see any need

in dragging her down here
for all this.

Good. As long as
she is with Professor Holsworth

you can be sure
she's in good hands.

Well, Mr. Mason,
I didn't hear you come in.

Well, that's alright, Phillips.

I thought you were still
up at Rainbow Lodge.

Well, I had some unexpected
business here in town.

Mrs. Mason used to keep her
stationary here in this desk.

- Yes, sir.
- Whatever became of it?

- Do you know?
- Miss Evelyn took it, sir.

Oh. Miss Evelyn.

Yes, sir. When she went up
to the lodge.

Sisters have a way of borrowing
each other things, sir.

I should know.
My wife has two of them.

And that reminds me, sir.

Do you remember the night
we smelled the perfume?

I found that
Miss Evelyn had a bottle, sir,

just like her sister's.

Well, goodnight, Phillips.

Shall I turn
your bed down, sir?

Eh, no.
I'm driving back to the lodge.

Who is it?

- Dick. May I come in?
- Yes.

The clerk downstairs
tells me you're leaving.

- Yes.
- Where you going?

- Back to town.
- Why?

I've decided
I can't stay up here

any longer after last night.

You're going
without telling me?

I've written you a note.
It's there on the desk.

What's the matter, Dick?

I was just thinking

how much your stationary
looks like Kathryn's.

Oh, it is Kathryn's.
I didn't bring any with me

when I left home,
so I borrowed hers.

I didn't think you'd mind.

- Strange.
- What?

How closely your handwriting
resembles hers.

Oh, I hadn't noticed it.

Yes, it would only take a few
slight strokes of the pen

to make them
absolutely identical.

- What's wrong, Dick?
- Is there something wrong?

Yes. You seem to be...

Why are you looking
at me like that?

Odd. I was just about
to ask you the same thing.

Why do you look at me
as you do?

- Oh! You're imagining things.
- Am I?

I'll answer that.

Hello. What?
Miss Turner's car?

Oh, uh, well, cancel it.

Yes, I'll drive Miss Turner
to the station.

Send a boy up
for the rest of the luggage.

You shouldn't have
done that, Dick.

Why not? I might as well drive
you down as long as I'm here.

But you must be tired.

It's a hard drive
especially at night.

I like driving at night.
Come on, we better hurry.

- Just put it in the back.
- Yes, sir.

- Here you are.
- Thank you, sir.

Do drive carefully, Dick.

These mountain roads
are so dangerous.

Trust me,
I've heard that before.

Mr. Mason! Mr. Mason!
You're wanted on the telephone.

You're wanted
on the telephone.

Wait for me.

Hello.

Hello, Dick,
I tried to get you at home.

Phillips told me
you'd gone to the lodge.

Oh, yes.
Well, I changed my plans.

Now what's the verdict?
What did Berens find out?

Same handwriting, Richard.
It's Kathryn's writing.

- But it couldn't be.
- There's no doubt about it.

Professor Berens says
he'd stake his reputation on it.

- What does that mean?
- I don't know.

I think it means
that Kathryn is still alive.

Dick?

Dick?
Are you still there, Dick?

Are you still there, Dick?

Well, thanks for calling.

Oh, Holsworth.

Holsworth.

Hello, Mr. Mason.
Sorry, I didn't see you.

I don't know
whether I'm comin' or goin'.

Did you ever tell a girl
you loved her

and were given
your walking papers?

Well, I don't know. I guess so.
I can't remember.

Apparently not. From what I see,
you'll be good with women.

- What did Evelyn say to you?
- She was very nice.

Said she wanted me
to be her friend.

Evelyn is the only girl
I'll never have for a friend.

It's amazing
how much I love her.

I love her so much
it is unbelievable

that she doesn't love me.

I think
I know what you mean.

Said goodbye though.
Going back tomorrow.

I wouldn't do that.

If I were you,
I'd have another try.

I think you'll find
she's changed her mind.

Where is she?

Outside, in my car.

- Oh, Holsworth.
- Yes?

You're a nice fella.

It goes both ways,
Mr. Mason.

- Good luck.
- Thanks.

I'm sure you'll appreciate

the splendid construction
of this, sir.

It's twice as strong
as an average wardrobe case

but only a fraction
of the weight.

Yes, I'll take it.
How about a smaller one?

Yes, sir. I believe I have

an excellent one
in the same matched set.

Doesn't have to match.
Anything will do.

Oh, but I'm sure
you'll like this one, sir.

If I can only
lay my hands on it.

I saw it here.
Oh, here it is.

- Right here.
- Yes. That'll do.

Yes, sir.
I knew you'll like it.

You know,
I always think it's much better

to have luggage that matches.

Anything wrong, sir?

Hey, you.

Kathryn.

Are you looking
for someone, mister?

Oh, yes. I-I want to see
the lady who lives here.

You got the wrong flat.
No one lives in there.

It's for rent.

Are you the manager
of this building?

No, I'm the owner.

Oh, well, uh...
May I see this flat?

Why, yes.

You'll find it
a real nice flat, mister.

I just had it all done over
with new wallpaper.

The floor's all redone.

It's a nice light flat

and real handy to the markets
and shopping center.

This is a studio
if you paint.

That's practically
a new stove I got there.

Put it in
for the last tenants.

Double drainboard sink
and plenty of cupboard space.

That's a closet.

- Where does that door lead to?
- The fire escape.

- Is it always kept locked?
- Yes.

- Where's the key?
- I have it.

I never leave keys
in locks.

There's a trick some people have
of pushing them off.

And then fishing them through
the crack under the door.

- Where is she?
- Who?

- The woman who just came in.
- There's no woman came in here.

I saw my wife
come in here just now.

Unless you tell me where she is,
I'll call the police.

Please, mister.
This is a respectable apartment.

She's supposed to be dead.
You understand?

She is supposed
to be murdered.

- Murdered?
- Yes, murdered.

- You know what that means?
- Yes, sir.

- You don't like that. Do you?
- No, sir.

Yes, sir. No, sir.
Yes, sir.

Cats come back sometimes,
but women don't.

You put cats in a bag
and throw them in a river,

but sometimes they get out
and they come back.

- No, sir--
- Even if they do come back,

you're not supposed
to harbor them.

It's against the law.
It's against the housing law.

Yes, sir.

Especially,
a person who's been murdered.

Murdered! Help!

The doctor will be with you
in a few moments, Mr. Mason.

Well, thank you.

Well, Richard. I didn't expect
you back so soon.

- Busy?
- No. No.

I'm not expecting my first
patient for half an hour.

What can I do for you?

Well, I hardly know
how to begin.

Just a moment, Richard.

Are you about to consult me
professionally or as a friend?

Both, I guess.

I'm sorry,
but that's impossible.

You see the proper application
of pure science

admits of no such
human frailties as friendship.

One cannot continue to treat
human suffering efficiently

if one must also be forced
to share it.

Alright, then, consider
this visit anyway you please.

- But I need help.
- Really, Richard?

That's an unusual admission
coming from you.

You've always seemed
so efficient, so self-reliant.

80, shall we say clever?

What do you mean by that?

Just making
a simple statement of fact.

If you're beginning
to doubt yourself

it must be something
of a very serious nature.

Doctor,
I don't believe in ghosts

and I don't believe
in the supernatural.

I don't believe people live on
in life after they've left it,

but I saw Kathryn today,
or someone who look like her.

- Where?
- Downtown.

She passed me in the street,
I followed her

but I couldn't catch her
on account of this leg.

She disappeared
into an empty house.

How do know
it wasn't Kathryn?

- Oh, but it couldn't be.
- Why couldn't it?

Well, if it was, why didn't
she stop when I called her?

Why didn't
she speak to me?

She may be a victim
of amnesia.

I've thought of that possibility
for some time.

I've been hoping
she might be picked up

and identified, some card
or letter in her purse, perhaps.

Whereby,
she could be returned to us.

Then if that was true, she
couldn't have left

the key and the ring
at the house.

In a sleepwalking state,
she may have returned them

a subconscious desire to
renounce her marriage, perhaps.

Yeah, but the phone call...

Could have been a mistake
on the part of the operator.

Well, what about
the handkerchief?

Accident.
Laundry often gets mixed.

But the pawn ticket,
the locket?

She'd need money, Richard.
It'd be a natural thing to do.

Doctor, these things
may seem natural to you

but they seem
unnatural to me.

You sit there complacently
droning on

trying to give me
logical explanations.

Trying to make me think
I'm crazy.

I'm not trying to make you think
you're crazy, Richard.

Then, what are you doing?

I'm just trying
to understand you.

Something else
is troubling you, Richard.

Something
you ought to tell me.

I haven't anything to say
I haven't already said.

Then why don't you accept
my explanations?

Why do you go on torturing
yourself with these doubts?

I don't know
what you mean by "doubts?"

- What is there to doubt?
- I don't know.

That's what I'm asking.

What are you getting at?

Nothing apparently.

I want to recall to you,
Richard,

something I said at the party.

Evelyn asked me exactly
what I did as a doctor.

I replied that
sometimes a thought

can be like
a malignant disease.

That it was my business
to remove these thoughts

before they could
cause destruction.

You have refused to give me
your confidence.

Therefore, I'm helpless.

Nobody can help you now,
Richard, except yourself.

Whatever is troubling you
must be faced by you.

Whatever doubts may haunt you

can be laid to rest by you
and you alone.

Then... you can't help me?

No. I'm afraid I can't.

Doctor, you've had a lot
of experience with mental cases

assuming that I'm a mental case.

Have you run across
anything like this before?

Only once. Many years ago,
when I was a student in Vienna.

- What was that?
- Man who murdered his wife.

Oh, Richard.
You've forgotten your hat.

She's not there, Dick.

Come out now, Mason.

Don't try to get away.
It's no use.

Better go.

Where's Kathryn?

Where is she?

We took her body away
the day after you killed her.

But I saw her today.

That was a policewoman
impersonating your wife.

Then, she really was dead
all the time.

Yes.

What are you doing here?

What have you got
to do with all this?

I caught the one slip you made.
The rose.

You see, Kathryn was wearing it
the last time you saw her.

She was.
It was penned to her coat.

I gave her that rose
when she stopped at my house.

A rose you couldn't have seen
when you were supposed to

be helpless sitting at home.

Come on.

Then I haven't been imagining
things all these weeks.

- You staged them.
- Yes, Dick.

The police had no evidence
that would convince any judge.

We had to drive you back here.
We had help, of course.

The handwriting expert,
the hobo,

the man in the pawn shop

but most of all,
your conscience.

- Evelyn... is she helping you?
- No, she knew nothing about it.

I hope she didn't.

Well, it's all over.

The end, doctor.