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I like roses, I like the way they smell.

There are smells and smells. Now you take a stiff.

My mother used to raise them. Crazy about them.

- Stiffs? - Roses.

Where'd she come from?

Where do any of them come from?

I don't pry.

Didn't she tell you anything about herself?

I didn't ask.

She paid a week's rent in advance.

Too bad she wasn't here long enough to get her money's worth.

Well, if we dig up some of the heirs, you can give them a refund.

What's the verdict, doc?

Dead about 10 hours. Strangulation.

- Possible fracture of the skull. - Is that all?

What more do you want? No matter how you slice her, she can't be any deader.

- How right you are, doc! - She had a rose in her hand.

That oughtta rate the front page.

I'll call you later, lieutenant.

- Okay. - Picking up any print?

Plenty. The question is whose.

It can all be hers.

No, it's probable a few were left over

for the last 100 people who occupied this room

- Something burning? - Oh, my pot roast!

Maybe we'd better stick around, lieutenant.

It's getting close to chow time.

A burnt pot roast isn't exactly my dish.

It's funny the junk a dame will carry around.

- Any letter? - Yeah.

5, 6, 7, 8, 9 bucks, 11 cents and a bus token.

Looks like she won't need it.

The next ride will be on the City.

County!

- Well, what do you know? - Whose is the picture?

Look familiar?

- Say, that's.... - Let me see!

Don't grab!

Well, I'll be... it�s him, all right, isn't it?

What do you think?

Just a copper, boys, not a politician.

I can't afford to think until I know...

I do solemnly swear that I will faithfully discharge the duties

of the office of the District Attorney of this County

to the best of my ability.

Congratulations, Mr. District Attorney.

- Now it's official. - Thank you.

Best of luck.

- Congratulations. - Best of luck.

Here you are, Mr. Thorne. And do a good job.

This ought to help.

Good-bye.

Hello, Jack.

- Hello, Martha. - Hello.

Hey, look at what I�ve got!

Know where I can start using it?

This might give you an idea.

I'm not worried about Thorne, I've seen District Attorneys come and go,

some honest, some I picked myself.

Whether I picked them myself or not,

sooner or later they all wound up in Jim Locke's pocket

or tanked if you will, along with the rest of the fish at feeding time.

And Thorne is no different.

I don't know, Jim, he's a pretty ambitious character.

This is only his first step of the ladder.

He made a lot of promises to the voters and threats too.

I get what he's doing and I think he means to keep them.

I'm not so sure you can buy him off.

Maybe not with money. But there's always a price.

With men or fish, the trick is simply find out what it is.

Come in.

What is it, Frank?

Mr. Oliver is here. He insists on seeing you.

Did you tell him I was out?

Yes, sir. He says he'll wait until you return.

I can't get rid of him.

That is without using force.

Duke, take care of it, will you?

Sure.

Hello, Ace. What are you doing here? Did you get the wrong house?

I came here to see Locke. Where is he?

He's out to you, you know that. Don't slam it too hard.

I won't. I'm not leaving yet.

If Locke is here, I'm gonna see him.

You know, Ace, a lot of guys would've called you pretty lucky.

You can walk out of that door under your own power.

Get on a train or a plane, go as far as you like.

I'd call that a break.

I'd call that a brush and I'm not buying it.

Locke isn't through with me yet.

He only thinks he is and I'll tell him that myself.

You're not telling anybody anything. I'm telling you.

I don't ever wanna see you around here again.

I don't ever wanna see you. Period.

Disappear.

You'll see me.

- Any trouble? - No.

What's his beef?

I figure he's got a rough shuffle, he's just squeaking.

Do you think he'll turn canary?

I got a new boy, I'll put on him.

This kid doesn't like music. I don't think Ace will sing.

Good.

Hello, Frank! Locke!

I thought you'd like to see this before it hits the front page.

Where did you get this?

Of a dame with the name of Peggy Ford.

Found her dead in a room on Lee Street.

- You know who did it? - Not yet.

Scotty picked up a flock of prints. I'm waiting for the report.

Have you talked with Thorne yet?

I'm waiting for the report.

Who is it?

The ice man.

Don!

I'm all out of ice today, lady. Will you settle for roses?

Missed me?

A little.

You've been away too long. It's good to have you back.

It's great to be back. Two years is a long time.

Don, why didn't you tell me you were coming?

I thought it would be at least six months.

I couldn't wait.

You... You didn't just take yourself a walk.

Until they handed me my walking papers for being such a good boy.

When the old man presented me with my discharge,

he said I was the best behaved prisoner the State Pen ever had.

Come on, sit down by me.

It's been a long time since I had pleasant company.

Speaking of pleasant company, have you seen Peggy Ford lately?

Peggy F...? Huh!

I haven't seen her in years, not since I met you.

Are you sure?

Hey, wait a minute, this is my picture!

They found it in her purse. And a rose in her hand.

You don't think I did it.

Besides I couldn't. I just got out this morning.

This thing happened yesterday.

It says here it's the D.A. picture, it couldn't be mine.

It also says he denies it.

He claims he never even heard of Peggy Ford,

much less know her.

Yeah� Could be my picture.

If it looks so much like this D.A., they took it for him.

I'd like to meet this guy Thorne. He interests me.

Well, I don't think there's much danger of you tripping over him.

Not unless it's worth going a couple of thousand miles out of your way.

Might be at that.

- Don? - Yeah.

Have you made any plans?

You said something in your letters about

deciding to straighten out and live like a tax payer.

You haven't changed your mind, have you?

There's all kinds of tax payers, honey.

There's no percentage in it unless you're in the right bracket.

How about trying a bracket that will keep you out of jail?

We'll see, baby. I'm not crazy about going back to jail either.

It's too confining.

Anyway, you were not there.

Do you greet all of your visitors that way,

or do some of them get a chance to take their hats off first?

It all depends on the hat. No, I like it, leave it on.

You do? Darling, you're wonderful. You even like my hat.

You know, I believe I'll marry you after all.

Wait a minute, I haven't asked you yet.

Well, whenever you get around to it, the answer is 'yes'.

It's a good thing to know, I'll keep that in mind.

- Are you doing anything this evening? - I'm not, but you are.

- I am? - You're meeting Ace Oliver.

Ace Ol� Is he ready to talk?

He's ready to shout. I had to promise I wouldn't print a thing in the paper

until it was safe and that you'd protect him.

I arranged a meeting tonight at my apartment.

- Good, what time? - 8 o'clock.

Hell, that just about gives us time for dinner.

Or have you other plans?

When I can get you to take me? Don't be silly.

And don't think you can get away with Joe's one-armed special again.

And what's wrong with Joe's one-armed special?

Not a thing the Penicillin won't cure.

I wonder what's keeping him, Bob. He's late.

Give him time, he'll be here soon.

Right in my lap. Just to assure they're not fooling.

Captain Sharkey, Homicide. Just a minute.

A pound of butter, a dozen eggs,

potatoes, pork chops?

Oh, why can't we have something different for a change?

Well, I� I� uh... Yes, dear, all right.

Corn plaster, cod liver oil. How's Isabel's cough?

Why did you let her?

Besides, she's too young to have dates.

I don't care what the teacher said, I'm her father and I� I�

I...

Yes, dear. All right.

Would that be all?

And soft bleach. No, dear, I won't forget.

Yes, dear. Good night.

Good night, captain.

Hi, Rocky! Are you married?

- Not yet! - Stay smart.

I aimed to. Got anything on the Peggy Ford case?

Yeah, we've got a check on the record room. Guess who they make?

Buster Cooley!

Yeah, the minute we got it we put it on the air.

Right away we've got a break. He was spotted at the bus terminal.

Did they bring him in?

Scotty and Zeller picked him up. They oughtta be here any minute.

What's the matter?

- What's going on here? - He's broke through the handcuffs.

You oughtta know better than that, Cooley.

Bring him in.

What's the matter, 'Buster'?

Don't you like it here? I heard you were leaving town.

I didn't even know you were in town.

Why didn't you let us know you were coming?

We'd have met you at the station.

If you had, we might have kept you out of trouble.

As it is, it's a tough rap, 'Buster'. You can't beat it.

Cliff, I believe Mr. Cooley would like to make a statement.

You really don't need it, Busty, you made it too easy.

You might just as well have mailed in a signed confession

and save yourself the trouble of dictating one now.

What are you guys trying to hang on me?

I'm clean as a laundry.

I just blew into town, and I'll blow right out again. I didn't pull nothing.

Except Peggy Ford's neck.

Peggy Ford!

What's the matter? Isn't her name familiar?

I've never heard of her. Who is she?

Just a little number you choked the other night, remember?

Who are you kidding? I wasn't even in town.

That's a pretty long reach you have then.

You placed your prints all over everything but the ceiling.

The greatest collection of fingerprints we have picked up at a crime.

What were you trying to do? Help us out?

You don't have to say a thing. We've got everything we want.

But if there's anything on your mind,

we've got nothing else to do, we don't mind listening.

- I don't know, I... I think� - Come on, come on, let's have it.

I was drinking, we... we were both drinking.

I picked her up at Louie's place.

I'd never seen her before.

After Louie closed, we bought us a bottle and went up to her place.

Go on, 'Buster'. It's just beginning to get interesting.

We had some more drinks and I just don't remember.

Let me refresh your memory. Then you choked her.

I did not!

How do you know what you did if you don't remember?

Maybe I did, but� If I did, I don't remember!

We'll let you think it over. It may all come back to you.

See that he gets a nice private room, boys.

Cheating again. Don't you know honesty is the best policy?

Am I going someplace?

You got company. In the parlor.

Hello, Cooley. My name is Lipton.

Yeah? So what?

So I'm your attorney.

Who says so?

I didn't send for you. If I want a mouthpiece, I'll get me one.

Go on and chase yourself an ambulance.

I'm afraid I'm a little out of practice. I haven't done that for years.

Not since I've been handling the affairs of our mutual friend, Mr. Arno.

Duke sent you?

When do I get sprung?

Well, is not as simple as all that.

You've managed to involve yourself in quite a predicament.

Cut out the double talk and give it to me straight.

Do I get sprung or don't I?

If you mean "do I get you out of here tonight?", the answer is no.

Much as I hate to admit it, you have to face it.

They can undoubtedly prove that you may be on the unfortunate error

of taking the life of the young lady in question.

But I don't believe they can prove any premeditation.

Therefore, it might be wise than you plead guilty to a lesser charge.

That's out, brother. I don't cop no plea.

I just got through sweating out one stretch.

- I don't wanna go for another one. - It still might be better--

It's not good enough!

Tell him he'd better get me out of here fast, before I start talking in my sleep.

The guards around here got big ears.

And if they ain't, the D.A. has.

All right. I'll tell him.

No matter how you stack the jury, you'll come up with the same answer.

Even his own mother would call him guilty. There's no way out.

You've done it before.

Not with Mr. Thorne in the District Attorney's office.

That's why you got to get him out. One way or another.

Cooley is a three time loser.

If he has to go up on one rap, he'll do as he says, and sing on another

to make himself a better deal with Thorne.

And when he starts singing about Oliver--

The words will all be Duke.

Duke hired me. Duke is the only one he knows.

And when they pick up Duke and he starts to sing, the words will all be Locke.

Why do you say that?

That's what you're thinking, isn't it?

I'd do the same thing in your place to save my neck.

The situation is obvious.

To protect myself, I have to protect you.

And to protect you, I have to protect this Cooley.

The question is how.

Come.

Mr. Thorne is here, sir, and wishes to see you.

Thorne?

How do you like that? Did you know he was coming?

I had no idea. You?

I wonder what goes.

Anyway, I don't think I wanna meet him� right now.

We'll wait in the other room.

Have him come in.

Pretty. What kind of fish are they?

Siamese fighting fish.

Fighting fish? They don't look very ferocious.

Not for the moment perhaps, but--

He doesn't like himself, does he?

He thinks it's another fish.

Put two of them together and they'll destroy one another.

- Friendly little creatures. - Just like people, Mr. Thorne.

However, I don't suppose you came here just to admire my fish.

It's an unexpected pleasure. May I enquire the reason?

- Oh, pardon me, would you sit down? - Thank you.

And now, Mr. Thorne�

Well, I've been thinking, Mr. Locke,

and it occurred to me that we're both in a position to be useful to each other.

- Useful? How? - Haven't you any idea?

Well, I must admit that I have one or two.

But if I remember correctly,

from some of the things you said when you were running for office,

you didn't have much use for me.

As you said, it was during my campaign for office, but

now that I'm in office, I'm beginning to see things in quite a different light.

To be perfectly frank with you, Mr. Locke, I'm an ambitious man.

You can help me.

And to political officers, you know, well... well, richness and prestige

is rather disappointing as the more material rewards.

Oh, not necessarily. It all depends.

You're a brilliant lawyer, Mr. Thorne, and you have all the makings

of a successfully statesman.

I believe I can help you to attain some of your ambitions.

On the other side of the picture,

I can, as you suggested, make use of your talents and position.

I wonder, therefore, if you'd be interested in an arrangement,

whereby for an annual retainer� to be held strictly confidential, of course,

you would supply me with any legal or other assistance

I might need from time to time.

It's an excellent proposal. I'd be very interested.

How would you feel about a figure of say... 10,000 dollars?

Not very happy.

- What would make you happy? - 25 to start.

You value your services rather highly.

As you say, I'm a brilliant lawyer, Mr. Locke.

They come rather high.

- You're not a bad businessman either. - Which makes me worth all the more.

Very well.

- I know we'll be very happy. - I know we will, Mr. Carney.

Carney...

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PROTAGONISTA: DON CARNEY PRISIONERO N� 8376542

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I understand you gave an excellent performance.

A friend of mine was in the audience.

I thought I gave a pretty good performance just now.

Where did I slip?

You didn't. You were most convincing.

How would you like to continue in the part permanently?

That's why I came here.

I figured I need some help to make some arrangements.

You'll have all the help you want. I'm glad you came.

It saved me the trouble of sending for you.

- Tired? - A little.

- Did you have fun? - Uh-huh.

- Love me? - Sort of.

Sure?

We interrupt this broadcast to bring a news flash.

The sensational rose murder has been solved

with the arrest this evening of George 'Buster' Cooley,

a well-known criminal character as he was about to leave town.

Police captain Sharkey of the Homicide Squad

asserted he is confident of obtaining a confession soon.

We'll bring you further details in our newscast at 12

and until then we return you to our regular schedule program.

Well, that's a relief.

Really? I didn't know you were worried.

- Oh, I was... about you. - You mean I was under suspicion.

Well, after all, darling, when you picture is found

in the purse of a woman who was murdered�

Can I help it if I'm so popular that women are carrying my picture?

Even women I've never met.

When it goes that far, the answer is 'yes'.

All right, dear, I'll see to it my picture is never found

under those circumstances again.

Feeling better?

No, you're not seeing double. I'm real, all right.

You can pinch me if you don't believe it. But not too hard, I'm sensitive.

Who are you?

Don Carney. If you never heard of me, it won't hurt my feelings.

I never heard of you either until a short while ago.

Funny isn't it?

Very. The funniest thing I've ever heard.

Would you mind telling me how I got here?

I hope we didn't hurt you too much.

We didn't have time to try to persuade you.

How are you feeling?

Rotten. What's this all about or is it a big secret?

Not at all, you've been working too hard, you need a vacation.

While you're taking it, I'll take your place.

Fortunately, nature's arranged it, so no one will be able to tell the difference.

It gets funnier and funnier. What am I supposed to do? Laugh?

If you feel like it, go right ahead.

That's why you're here, so I can watch you in action and learn to do likewise.

How you laugh, walk, talk, eat...

anything that'll help me give a better performance.

- You're crazy. - Am I?

You don't think you can get away with it.

You think you can step into my shoes tomorrow and--

Not tomorrow. Give me a chance.

I'm a fast study, but not that fast.

Give me a week.

What happens to me?

We'll go into that later.

- When? - In about a week.

Knuckle, take care of our guest.

Sleep tight, Mr. Thorne. Pleasant dreams.

In case you need anything, just help yourself.

Might as well make yourself at home, you'll probably be here for quite a while.

And if you get any ideas, don't.

Extra! Read all about it! D.A's disappearance!

Extra! Extra! D.A.'s disappearance! Read all about it!

As I told you before, we haven't got a thing.

We're making every effort, but so far, nothing has panned out.

If he had an accident, we should've picked him up by now.

If it was a snatch, well... who or why?

Maybe he just got tired of being District Attorney,

took a walk, maybe he's got amnesia, who knows? It could be a lot of things.

And in the meantime, captain?

We're trying to find him.

How hard are you trying, captain?

Maybe you could do better.

Maybe I can, captain.

All right, go ahead, it's a free country.

Captain Sharkey, Homicide.

Vitamin tablets, liver pills...

Aspirin? Hey, that's a good idea; I could use some of that myself.

Here's your food. Eat it before it gets cold.

Supposed I like it cold.

You kill me!

- Mind if I watch you eat? - Yes.

Just thought I'd ask.

Not that it makes any difference.

- Anything wrong with my manners? - No.

- You seem pretty interested. - I am.

- Studying your part? - That's right.

You've got a lot to learn.

Well, I made a pretty fast start.

For example: your father ran a hardware store, his name was Tim.

Your mother died when you were born.

You've got an aunt, maternal in Chicago, name's Stella.

No other relatives.

You won a medal for elocution in your junior year at high school.

Major letter for track, State University.

You ran the high hurdles.

You fell and broke your ankle in your senior year.

Still gives you trouble. Not enough to keep you out of the Navy.

You went in as a JG and came out as a full commander.

Anything else you'd like to know about yourself?

Yeah, which side do I sleep on?

Neither. You sleep on your stomach.

Yeah, and you've got a habit of rubbing your neck like that

every time you're thinking or worried.

You love spinach creamed, can't stand any kind of fish.

You're a rotten dancer, but you like to dance.

Player of ping-pong, never play cards.

You have one drink before dinner, occasionally two, never get tight.

You have a habit of saying hello to everybody you meet on the street,

whether you know them or not.

And you... you tie a Windsor knot in your tie.

You write southpaw, making tracks something like this.

Look familiar to you?

You're not a forger by any chance?

Among other things. I also got a law degree.

Ever practiced?

I did alright for a while, until one day I got hungry for more

and started bending the law and it broke.

So I went ahead and took up a new profession in jail.

Little did I dreamt it will bring up to my old career

and the office of District Attorney.

You're not in office yet.

Well, let us say I've been elected

and waiting to be inducted as soon as I'm ready.

I won't be if I don't get back to my homework.

Let's see: born May 25th, had a dog in high school named Champ.

It was a terrier or a bull. Never mind, I'll check my notes.

Hello, chicken. How's our race reporter?

Oh, stuck, Pop. I need some help.

Anytime, sweetheart. Just tell Pop all about it.

- The missing Mr. Thorne. - Is it?

Well, isn't this the pic they found at the rose murder?

How did you get it?

A good newspaperman never divulges its sources, Pop.

Well, if it isn't mister Thorne, who is it?

That's just the point.

- I don't get it. - Neither do I yet.

But I'm awfully curious to have it settled just whose picture it is.

Is there any way we could find out?

I'm afraid not. It's a commercial portrait.

And whoever trimmed this print,

cut the photographer's name right off the bottom.

Yeah.

She probably did that cutting it down, trying to make it fit into her purse.

Isn't there any other way to find out who made the picture, Pop?

I'm afraid not.

Wait a minute.

This is a pretty fancy paper.

Pre-war stuff. QZR3. You couldn't even get it.

And even when you could, hardly anybody ever used it. It's too expensive.

Could we find out who did use it, Pop?

Sure, I could tell you that myself.

The regulars that use it I can count off on my fingers.

There's "Harrison Kyle" in Chicago, "Martin Jones" in New York,

and "Buddy Longworth" in Los Ange--

Wait a minute, don't go so fast. I want to write these down.

What are you gonna do? Visit them all?

Sure, why not.

Haven't you heard the latest, Pop? They've got a new contraption.

They call it the airplane.

I'm sorry, miss, but we don't have it filed.

I'm afraid it's not ours.

Thank you.

- Hi, Chief. - What's on your mind?

Cooley is getting restless.

Let him learn patience. It's an admirable virtue.

- When will Carney be ready? - In a couple of days he says.

Worried?

Why?

Smart boy.

Yes, we made it, all right, a few years ago.

Do you have the name?

Carney. Donald Carney.

His address at that time was 218 North Elm Street.

Carney, 218 North Elm. Thank you very much.

Oh, I beg your pardon; I couldn't help hearing the buzz.

Miss Carney isn't at home; she went out about an hour ago.

Oh, do you know when she'll be back?

No, I couldn't say. Was she expecting you?

Well, no.

I'd be glad to give her a message. Are you a friend of hers?

Not exactly, I'll be back later.

Oh, you might miss her again.

Are you sure you don't want to leave a message?

- I'm positive, thank you. - Not... not even your name?

Well, you see, I'm looking for Mr. Carney.

- Mr. Carney? - Yes.

- Her husband? - Uh-huh.

I didn't know she had a husband.

I... I mean, I've never seen him.

I'm sure if she had a husband I would've seen him.

Yes, I'm sure you would.

You don't wanna leave your name?

Well, no, you see, the reason I don't is because the FBI is after me

and if the Indians knew I was blowing up the ship, they'd never let me--

Oh, miss... miss Carney...

You have a visitor. I was just telling her you were out.

- Miss Carney? - Yes?

I'm Martha McCormack, could I speak to you for a few minutes?

What about?

Well, it's rather private.

All right, come in.

Well, now that you're in�

It's a good resemblance.

I'm glad you like it. Is that all you wanted to see me about?

No. I'm looking for your husband.

May I ask why?

I have something that belongs to him. A picture.

- Where did you get this? - From a friend of his.

Peggy Ford.

- Who are you? Police? - Newspaper.

What do you want?

I just wanna see your husband, ask him a few questions.

Hello, Mrs. Carney. Mind if I come in?

Who are you?

You don't remember me? The name is Weston.

I can't place the face, but... the feet are familiar.

- Looking for something? - Yes, your husband.

Seems to be catchy.

What do you want him for?

Violation of parole. Where is he, Mrs. Carney?

Didn't he tell you? He got a job on a ranch.

Sawyer's B bar S.

That's what he told me,

but I just talked to Sawyer on the phone.

He never heard of Don Carney.

But if he didn't go there, where did he go?

That's what I'm here to find out.

Have you talked to him at all since he left?

No.

Do you have any idea where he might be?

None at all.

- Well, I have to catch a train. - Just a second, miss.

McCormack. Press.

Are you looking for him too?

I certainly am.

- If you find him, let me know, will you? - Oh, I will.

Bye.

Taking it easy, huh? Now you're playing it smart.

You know, Thorne, it's really funny how we're looking so exactly alike.

What's so funny about it?

Nothing for you.

Well, I've been here a week. Are you up on your homework yet?

- Enough. - What happens now?

What do you think?

How long do you think you can get away with it?

Why don't you use your head?

I am.

As long as I'm stuck with one that looks like the D.A.'s,

I may as well make use of it.

How does it feel to look like a crook?

Strange feeling, isn't it? You know, I can't get over it.

Every time I look at you is like looking into a mirror.

Almost as if you were me and I were you.

Or as if we were brothers. Twins.

Ever had a brother?

No.

Neither did I. We're probably not even distantly related.

Just an accident.

Nature got careless and used the same mold twice.

Yet it's a funny feeling, all right.

In a way, I'll hate to see you bumped off.

That's nice of you!

Hey, what are you doing here in the dark?

What happened?

Thorne tried to jump me.

Quit outside.

What are you gonna do about the body?

I'll take care of it after I get through with you.

Yeah, here we are.

Come on. Get to earn out your fee. We're wasting time.

This will do. Come on, give me a hand.

A little shove's gonna do it.

Watch it. There she goes!

Well, that does it.

Are you ready? I'm gonna mash you up a little bit,

just enough to make it look good when they pick you up.

Just lay still, pal, don't go away.

I'll have them here for you in a few minutes.

Hey, babe, you'd better get an ambulance out here right away.

I've just seen a bad accident.

Highway 3, half mile west of Knicks.

Who? Me? Just passing by.

A good Samaritan, you might say.

You've got a pretty bad bump, but no bones broken.

If you take it easy, you'll be okay.

If there's anything you want, just holler.

We have some beautiful nurses.

After I get rid of the police force here. I don't want any competition.

Oh, he's just here on business, he says.

- I see you later. - Yeah.

Well, lieutenant?

Hi, Carney. Or should I say Mr. Thorne?

How does it feel to be D.A.?

It hurts. Your boys play rough.

Huh, it couldn't be helped.

But I guess Knuckle told you.

We had to make it look real. It's no sense to fool a doctor.

Or anyone else.

That's right. And that's where I come in.

You may know a lot about Thorne, but not enough.

Anytime you get stuck and need some help,

I'll be around to feed you the right answers and help you to cover up.

Right now there's a batch of reporters waiting to see you,

including a chick by the name of McCormack,

that you're supposed to have a yen for.

Yeah, I know, little Martha. I've been doing my homework.

What's she like?

Not bad. You can give her a big pitch.

She's been plenty worried about you.

She's probably so glad you're still breathing, she won't notice anything.

Or if she does, she'd think it's because you're in pretty bad shape.

Not that bad. I think I can fool her.

Oh, if you can fool her, you can fool anybody.

Except you.

That's right.

And don't you forget it.

From now on in, brother, you're taking orders from me.

What about Locke?

You've never seen him. And you'll never gonna see him again.

Nor anyone else. Except me. Get it?

Got it.

Okay, I'll let her in now.

In case you get stymied and need some help,

remember you've just been in a bad accident

and you don't remember too good.

Any time is convenient, my mind is a blank.

That's the idea.

Come in now, but take it easy.

Mr. Thorne is still in a pretty weak condition.

Bob!

Hello, Martha. Where have you been?

I was beginning to wonder when I'd get company.

Now it looks as though I hit the jackpot.

If it's not too much for you, we'd like to ask you a few questions.

Do you feel up to giving us a story?

I'm afraid there's not much to tell.

I understand from lieutenant Wall you've been told about the kidnapping.

They jumped me just as I got to my car.

How many of them were there?

I didn't see anyone. They socked me from behind.

Where did they take you?

To a house.

Where it is or what it looks like from the outside I have no idea.

I didn't regain consciousness till I found myself in a room

where I spent the entire time.

Were there windows in the room?

No, I couldn't see outside.

How about the kidnappers? Didn't you ever see them?

Yes, but they were masked.

I don't believe I can identify them.

What was their purpose in kidnapping you?

If they were gonna kill you, why hold you a week?

I don't know.

They must've had their reasons.

Whatever they were, they never explained them to me.

They just kept me locked in that room all week.

Then, they blindfolded me, put me in a car,

they drove along for a while and the car went into a skid on a turn,

thought they go off the road, we were falling.

Next thing I knew, I woke up in this bed.

If that's all, Mr. Thorne, we can't give you much help.

Do you think you've got anything to go on?

We're working on it.

You didn't see or hear anything that would give us a clue?

Maybe I did, but I can't remember.

Since the accident, things are sort of fuzzy.

I find myself forgetting things I should know.

Maybe they'll come back to me later.

- What if they should-- - I'm afraid that would be all.

Mr. Thorne is getting tired.

- So long, Mr. Thorne. - Take care of yourself.

That means everybody.

Bob, can I see you alone?

Well, I...

Some other time, miss McCormack. Doctor's orders.

All right, doctor.

Nice going, Mr. Thorne.

Hello, Martha!

What's this for?

What did you do with Bob Thorne?

Who do you think I am?

- Don Carney. - Sure?

Well, if you're not, what about that story at the hospital?

What about your behavior?

That was for Wall's benefit, Mr. Locke is...

It's a little game I'm playing till I get the evidence I need.

Go ahead. I'm listening.

I was kidnapped and brought here by John Jones,

alias Joe Turner, otherwise known as "the Knuckle",

one of Locke's boys who killed Carney by mistake taking him for me.

I could pick him up for that murder,

but not without tipping the fact that I'm not Carney to Mr. Locke and Mr. Wall.

Both of them are much more important to me at the moment,

especially Mr. Locke.

Will you be a good girl and put away that gun before you kill your husband-to-be?

Why should I believe you?

That's a good story you're telling if it's the truth.

It's a better one if you're lying.

Now, wait a minute. Remember our first date?

I brought you orchids and you were allergic.

If you're Don Carney, you... you could've found that out.

And on our second date, we went dancing.

You were teaching me the jitterbug and your heel came off.

You could've found that out too.

And on our third date�

Oh, Bob!

- Sure is not Don? - Positive.

Would you give me that gun?

Come on, let's go.

And we just want you to know how happy we are that you're back with us again.

I'm happy to be back again.

You're a swell bunch of girls and I wanna thank you very much.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a lot of work to catch up on.

- Will you take up this for me? - Yes, Mr. Thorne.

- Good morning, lieutenant. - Hello.

- How am I doing? - You're in.

As a matter of fact, I don't think you're gonna need much help from me.

Just play it safe.

"I hereby request the transfer of lieutenant Wall

to the office of the District Attorney for special duty."

Put your John Henry on that and I'll move in

where I'd be handy all the time, without anybody getting nosy.

Smart idea. Whose was it? Locke's?

I get a few ideas myself now and then.

Like knocking off Ace Oliver?

What do you know about that?

Only what I read in the files.

Anything in there?

Not much, but it's easy to figure.

Locke dealt Oliver out, so he decided to turn canary.

Before he could sing a note, somebody shot him up for good.

A friend of yours maybe.

You start earning your dough. I've got a little job for you.

Call it.

There's a lug in the clink by the name of Cooley.

The rose murder? What about him?

He needs a change of climate. See that he gets it.

What's the heat? Can't be for just for bumping off a dame.

Oliver?

Look, Carney, that's a bad habit you're getting into.

And don't be making noises like a D.A. when I'm around

or you won't be playing D.A. much longer.

Just do as you're told. Don't ask why or whose idea it is.

Understand?

Six languages. Mr. Cooley takes a walk.

- Mind if I ask one question? - Go ahead.

How?

After all, it's no secret there's enough against Cooley

to convict him if the jury was all deaf, dumb and blind.

Might be a little difficult to explain

my... my suddenly dropping all charges against him.

What'll I say? He was really a good boy at heart and didn't mean any harm?

That's your problem. You have a better way?

Maybe.

- How are his teeth? - His teeth?

Has he been having any trouble with them?

If he has, perhaps he should see a dentist.

Of course, there's no dentist on the premises of our local Bastille.

But there's no reason why a visit to him couldn't be arranged.

Yeah. Then anything could happen. Cooley could escape or�

Get a bullet in his back� for attempted escape.

You've figured out all the angles, don't you?

I have to.

Okay, I'll get a request from Cooley to be taken to the dentist.

You'll have to sign the order.

By the way, you do all right with that signature.

That even passes on a check.

So at the bank. They did this morning.

Uh-huh. That will do it.

Forgery is a mean rap. Well, see you in jail, brother.

Well, any luck?

They want Cooley out of the way for some reason.

Can't be just the Peggy Ford deal.

You think it's Oliver?

I tried to get it out of Wall, but he wouldn't give.

Oh, he's already given plenty. Isn't that enough?

It's all hearsay.

It's not direct evidence. It wouldn't stand up in court.

Anyway, Locke's my pigeon. The rest are just stooges.

- It might work at that. - What?

I've got a pigeon on my own.

Why don't you shut up?

I'm dying. This tooth is killing me!

Hush! Drop dead!

All right, you can give it a rest. You're going to the dentist.

Here are you togs. Let's see how fast you can get into them.

Hey, wait a minute.

- You're taking me? - Yeah.

We're going for a ride, just you and me.

What do you wanna do? Hold hands?

- You're not gonna cuff me? - What for?

I couldn't lose you if I tried.

Come on! What are you waiting for?

I� am all right. It don't hurt no more.

What are you trying to pull? You said you wanted to see a dentist.

What are you afraid of? A tough killer like you afraid of a dentist?

I'm afraid of no dentist.

And what are you afraid of?

Come on.

- What are you worried about? - Nothing.

As soon as we get out where there's less traffic, you can make your break.

Pull over!

You remain there and just listen.

Cuff him.

Get him out of there, he's coming with us.

- What is this? - Come on!

Get the keys.

Suppose something happens.

Like what?

It's playing with fire.

Not playing with fire; Fighting it with fire.

Oh, either way. Somebody's liable to get burned.

We'll soon find out.

Ray!

Hello, sis. Well, here's the package you asked us to pick up.

In perfect shape, too. Not even a scratch.

Had much trouble?

Not a bit. This character here has been real nice and cooperative.

What about Wall?

He was another well behaved boy. He was resting quietly when we left.

- Hey, aren't you the D.A.? - That's right.

Sit down, Cooley, I wanna talk to you.

Now move.

What's the idea? I don't get it.

Are these guys coppers?

- For the time being. - Well, then... what about Wall?

What about Wall?

Why don't you use your head, Cooley? Where do you think he was taking you?

He was taking me to the dentist to get my tooth filled.

Not by the dentist.

He was gonna do the filling himself. With lead.

You know that, don't you?

Yeah, sure you do. You know a lot more. Too much.

That's why Wall had his orders to plant one in your back.

You're too hot in jail or out.

Wherever you are, they're gonna get you, unless you get them first.

If we hadn't grabbed you from Wall,

you'd be spread out right now on a nice cool slab in the morgue.

If I send you back to your cell,

they'll find another way of putting you on that slab.

Why don't you get smart and give yourself a break?

I make my own breaks.

On a slab in the morgue?

How about letting us take over?

I've got an idea he'll talk to us.

Let him think it over for a while first.

I'm gonna leave you with the boys.

As soon as you feel like talking, they'll give me a call.

Let's go, Martha.

So then one of the bicycle boys came along and got me loose.

By that time it's too late to go after them.

I don't know who they are, I never saw them before.

But I'd sure know them if I ever see them again.

If you see them.

The reporters are here.

Bad news travels fast. Send them in.

It's your story, bud; I'll let you tell it.

- Hello, Mr. Thorne. - Hello.

Rocky, you're the man we want to see.

What's the deal on this Cooley kidnapping?

Where were you taking him anyway?

- The dentist. - At night? How come?

He had a bad tooth. It was so bad that he couldn't wait until morning.

How does he feel now? Better?

That makes a great lead. Cooley loses tooth, cop loses Cooley.

Where did it happen?

Fourth and Maple, about 10:30.

I had a signed order from the District Attorney

to pick him up at the County Jail and take him out to a dentist.

Isn't that a bit irregular?

Not at all.

It's a customary routine, since we have no dentist at the jail.

On Fourth and Maple, three guys in a car forced me off the road.

Hold guns and took Cooley.

I didn't have a chance.

What did this jokers look like? Did you recognize them?

No, they were pretty young.

I never saw them before. At least not in this town.

But then Cooley had a lot of friends out of town.

And a few in town too.

Meaning what?

I'll let you read about it in the evening edition.

If you ever catch up with Cooley be sure to let us know.

So long, Rocky. I'll see you in the headlines.

Yeah.

When Locke hears about this� Have you already told him?

If you haven't, you'd better do it before he reads it in the papers.

You know, Carney, if there's one thing I don't care about

it's going to funerals, even yours.

Yeah?

- There's a lady here to see you. - A lady? Who is she?

She won't give her name. Says it's personal.

Tell her I'm sorry, but she'll have to state her name and business

and make an appointment.

- Yes, sir. - What gives?

Search me!

Yeah?

She says she's Mrs. Carney.

Get her in.

- Ask her to come in. - Yes, sir.

- What's she doing here? - I don't know.

Did you sent for her?

Of course not!

Darling!

What's the matter, darling? Aren't you glad to see me?

Honey, this is Rocky Wall. He's in on the deal.

Rocky, my wife.

Hello, Rocky. It's a pleasure to meet you.

I wish I could say the same. What are you doing here, anyhow?

- After all, we are married. - He's not.

He's not Carney anymore. He's Thorne, the D.A.

Mr. Thorne, for your information, is supposed to be a bachelor.

So if you got any ideas about moving in--

But I just want to be near him, nobody has to know.

I'll keep out of sight.

Except maybe once in a while we can get together.

It'd be better if you got out of town.

Oh, darling, I've been awfully lonesome. Haven't you missed me?

Sure I have, honey, but� you see how it is.

It's liable to blow the whole set up and we can't afford to take the chance.

I'm afraid Rocky's right; you'll have to go back.

You've got any dough on you?

A few bucks. Why?

Get her a couple of G's and put her on the train.

You seem awfully anxious to get rid of me.

Is not that at all, honey, but you underst--

Why can't I stay? Just a while.

Do I have to leave right now? This minute?

I'm afraid you do. It's too big a risk.

Then, when will I see you?

It won't be long, honey.

As soon as I get an arrangement we'll get together, I promise.

Can I rely on that?

Oh, honey, you ask the silliest questions.

Oh, darling, it was so nice seeing you.

To the station, James.

Oh, darling, the next time I see you, we'll have to work on that kiss.

You're pretty rusty. I guess you haven't had much practice� lately.

- How did it go? - All right, I think.

Well, you oughtta know.

Personally I don't care for that shade of lipstick. You?

It tasted fine. It was all in the line of duty.

Hello?

Yeah, Ray. He has?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Meet me at the corner of Fifth and Charles in five minutes with Burt.

Leave Stan with Cooley.

Has he talked?

Yeah, Duke Arno is our boy all right.

We're gonna pick him up right now.

What about Wall?

You stay with him, I'm going after Duke.

Am I going to have trouble with you too?

On your way, woman!

What happened to my husband?

Your husband? I don't get it.

Neither do I. Where's Don?

Don Carney? You just left him.

I don't know who that is, but he's not Don Carney.

- Are you sure? - Positive.

It has to be. If it isn't Carney, then it--

Look, Mr. Wall, I should know Don Carney after all these years.

Well, I could tell him blindfolded. Where is he?

I don't know, sister, but we're gonna find out.

- Hi, Carney. - Hi, Knuckle.

These guys... Friends of yours?

That's right.

What are you doing here? Checking up on me?

Don't you think I can give me a permit without any help?

What do you mean?

- Didn't Locke tell you? - Tell me what?

It'd be better to ask him yourself.

Not the three of us, surely.

It can't be done.

Let's go inside and call Locke.

Now we can scratch Duke.

That was pretty neat of Mr. Locke, only not neat enough.

We don't need Duke anyway now that we've got you.

Come on, let's go. We've got one more stop to make.

So Mr. Thorne outsmarted us, huh?

All these weeks he's just been playing with us. Or rather with you.

How was I to know?

Had everybody else fooled, didn't he?

She showed him up.

You were in daily contact with him. The only contact.

You know, Rocky, things may not be too bad after all.

So far he hasn't a thing on anyone except you.

Your contact with him is the only evidence of conspiracy that he could prove.

So if you were to be called away on a nice long trip, let us say,

there isn't a thing that Mr. Thorne could do

that would cause us the least concern.

I'm afraid Mrs. Carney would have to join you.

Suppose I don't want to.

That wouldn't be good business.

I intend to make it very profitable for both of you.

What do you say, Rocky? Can you leave immediately?

Where's the dough?

If you don't mind, I'm taking over from here.

Stay where you are!

What do you mean?

It was a good idea you had, but I like mine better.

You don't think I was sucker enough to go for that gag, do you?

The spot I'm in, there's only one out.

For you. The same out that you handed Duke and Oliver.

But there's one thing you've forgotten.

There's another out for me, and this is it.

You're going, baby, not me.

And what do you suppose it will happen to you?

Oh, not a thing. I'm a copper, remember?

I'm just doing my duty.

I'll probably get a promotion.

Plus a nice fat bonus that I'll collect from you.

You don't really think that you can get away with this, do you?

Why not? My story is as good as Thorne's.

Better. I've been working on this case all along.

Finally got the goods on you, came up here to make the pinch,

you resisted arrest, and I had to do this.

Look out!

Now, if you'll just sign this.

Will that be all?

We'll want your testimony at the trial, of course.

Certainly.

We appreciate your coming here to cooperate with us.

That's a mighty fast-talking girl you've got here.

You can thank her.

I will.

I made arrangements for you to stay at the hotel

where you'll be well taken care of.

- Sergeant James will take you there. - Thank you.

- Good night. - Good night.

Oh, by the way, there's one thing I wanted to ask you.

Yes?

How did you get convinced that Bob wasn't your husband?

Very simple.

By the way he kissed me. It couldn't have been Don.

Your man needs a little practice.

How... how did you kiss her?

Very simple. Like this.

Oh, pardon me, I... I didn't know you were still working.

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