You
behead. Why don't you look where you're going?
Shut up, you bag of bones. I wish my husband was here. I'll bet he don't.
Will you kindly tell me where you want to go
in there to buy a hat? Me too.
Don't you
want
us
up?
There must be some way out of this.
You go around this way and I'll go that way.
Good day.
Something in a hat for your husband.
He's not mine. He's all yours. Where's the women's department this way, madam.
Did you have something special in mind? Oh,
yes, sir. Yes. You have a hamburg in the window. A career diplomat, sir.
Oh, no, no, I'm a lawyer. Oh,
well, even saw a hat like that will do no harm.
Here. You are dearie. Try this on for size,
don't you think it looks a little dreary dearie? Oh, no, dearie. It's a deer.
You beat me by one deary. I'll take it $10 please.
Yeah.
Don't like it.
Oh, I thought it looked rather nice,
haven't you? Something that looks a little less like the league of nations.
Well, yes.
Now, here's one we call the nonchalant. It's neither here nor there. Oh.
Oh, I'll take it.
That's just $10.
There we are.
Thank you.
Send the old hat to the chronicle.
Ok, Dearie.
Well, here we are again
after you. Oh, no, you don't. There's no telling what you do behind my back.
Say, I, I want to thank you for saving me from that home.
Not at all. It was merely a public service.
Mhm.
I didn't realize you were so little. I didn't realize you weighed 195 pounds.
Say that's pretty good of you. Most people don't guess me that heavy.
Most people don't have you camping on their in step either, huh?
I'm terribly sorry.
Seven,
six,
everyone.
Sorry, I'm late. But I've had a strange young man in my arms practically all morning.
Shut up. You're giving me an appetite.
Did you get that new skimmer for him?
In spite of him?
Is the old man tied up. Arthur Barrett's in there with him?
Uh, oh,
why does somebody always have to make the d a mad before I get to him?
I don't hear anything. Maybe they killed each other
smuggle this in when you get a chance.
Good morning morning.
I have an appointment with Mr Winton. Your name Jones.
Hm. Mr P Cadwallader Jones. Mr Witten's expecting you.
He'll see you as soon as he's free. Oh, thank you.
May I sit here,
please do?
Oh, we're both much safer when you're off your feet.
Would you mind telling me how you spell that name of yours.
Jones. Jones. No, no. I mean, the trick part of it,
it saves a lot of time
by golly. You weren't kidding at that. What does the P stand for, or shouldn't I ask
Prince?
You?
See,
I used my middle name because I'd rather have people laugh at me than whistle for me.
Is that why you're seeing the D A to sue your parents for tacking those names onto you?
It really wasn't their fault. It's a case of ingrown uncle trouble.
One uncle's name was Prince and the other Cadwallader. Oh, of course.
And $5 million plus 10 million equals
P Cadwalader Jones.
Try one a month.
Thanks,
Miss Terry and Mr Jones are here, Mr Winton.
Ok. Keep him happy. I'll be suing him
now.
Fat, oily and expensive. Huh?
Why don't you take off that halo and sit on it?
You know,
the thing I regret most about your visits is that
I always think of my best insults after you've left.
You can phone me any hour of the day or night.
And if I'm not there, you just tell the butler that I am a crook.
I think he knows it.
I wish you'd step out and do something spectacular.
I've got 10 indictments with your name on them. One for each commandment.
The only thing they'll ever indict you for is being a fool.
Why don't you get smart for once? And step down for you. It'd be a soft chair for me.
Even without the halo, you'll have to earn it first. Just my idea.
Come on and get that pious. Look off your face.
You bow to this election and we'll take care of you.
Did you ever hear of a ballot box? Sure.
You mean those things, we stuff on election day?
Now, you're gonna let me win this election honestly, or do I have to steal it?
What do you say?
I'll be with you in a minute, Terry.
Oh Mr Winton.
Yeah,
my name is Jones.
Oh,
yes.
Yes. My uncle wrote you about about seven type written pages single spaced.
He suggested that you might be able to find a place for me.
I know suggestion from your uncle on official stationary from
the state Capitol makes your chance is extraordinarily good.
I know how you feel about it, sir.
I don't blame you. My uncle was wished on me too.
That's Cadwallader N Prince
Groton. Of course. Yes, sir. Harvard law school. Yes, sir. Of course.
You graduated first in your class.
No, second. You were robbed
and of course you graduated summer
cloudy.
Is that anything against a man? It could be.
I had an assistant run with a phd.
He was so clever. I could have blown out his brains with a cream puff.
All I want a chance. That's all you'll get.
Go down to Department seven and see Mr Murphy. My first assistant.
He'll swear you in.
Come on, Youngster, I'll give you about two minutes.
Now. Was that nice?
Well, I had to take it out on somebody, didn't I?
What did Barrett want this time? My job as usual.
Well, by the way, thanks for the note.
But I don't think he can do it.
Well,
what are you gonna do?
Only 23 more shopping days before election?
Oh, I'll put up a battle. All right.
But I'm not kidding myself.
I can't fight Barrett's machine.
You can fight anything but a newspaper or a church and Barrett's no cathedral.
You know, your newspaper has been very kind to me.
I think I'll compose a statement over the weekend. Good.
Take plenty of time.
Make it nice and long and dull
because nobody will have to read it except your wife.
Give me the city desk.
Hello, Bill.
Yep. Sitting right in his lap
here. It is
in a fighting mood.
Tom F Whitton district attorney today literally threw Arthur Barrett out of
his office and challenged his opponent to a battle at the polls.
Mr Whitten said, quote,
I'll win by 300,000 votes if half of them are counted unquote.
That's all. Bill. Thanks.
How was that?
I was magnificent. That's the spirit.
The election's in the bag. Yeah, and I'm gonna be left holding it.
Go on, get out of here, youngster. I'm busy.
Where is Department Seven downstairs until you write.
What was your total income last year? I
object immaterial and irrelevant. Overruled.
The witness will answer the question. Go ahead, Mr Westman.
Or shall I refresh your memory for you? Oh, I don't know nothing about figures.
I can't even tell the time
for your information. Mr Westman, you earned exactly $48,914.
I object,
self incrimination,
overruled
the witness has confessed to gambling. Then there is no self
incrimination on that score. Possible. Proceed.
Well, Mr Westman, how much of that money came from gambling?
Now, what do I say? Never mind. Quit stalling.
How much came from the crap games and how much from the poultry racket objection?
Who are you
Jones? Your honor? I, I shouldn't have, uh, speak up young man and stop muttering
Jones, your honor.
I'm attached to Mr Witten's staff. Your honor.
This young man was just sworn in 10 minutes ago.
I studied law. Mr Jones. I had to, I haven't got an uncle.
So if you'll just trust me, I'll handle this. If you studied law.
Why did you lay yourself open to a motion for a mistrial?
I haven't heard any such motion. May it please? The court? I move for a mistrial.
On what grounds
your learned assistant will inform the court?
All right, Mr Jones.
Suppose you take over.
Well, Mr
Jones, you seem to a start or something.
Suppose you step up here and finish it.
Oh, come Mr Jones.
Surely you wouldn't want these learned gentlemen to groat in darkness
when it is so easy for you to enlighten them.
Come, come Mr Jones. We're waiting.
Well, the defendant is charged with gambling
when therefore the prosecutor by means of an improper question implies
that the defendant is also connected with the poultry racket.
The previous purity of the defendant's character is
impugned in the minds of the jury.
His purity of character,
jumpy catfish,
Mr Murphy,
if you're about to have a stroke, you might go into my chambers and lie down.
In fact, I may join you in a moment.
I suppose you have the precedent for this at your fingertips. Mr Jones. I have sir.
Here it is
in almost the identical case of the state versus Ruggles.
That's in volume six of trial cases. Your honor,
the judge denied a motion for a
mistrial and the appellate court reversed the decision
in law school. It's quoted as a classical bit of stupidity on the part of the trial.
Judge
your honor perhaps is familiar with the blunder.
Yes, I'm familiar with it.
I'm happily very familiar with it.
I made it.
Oh, you did
motion for Mr Ry granted
case dismissed
court's adjourned
Mr Jones.
If you were ambition is to assist a district attorney in obtaining convictions,
you're off to a great start. Thanks Councilor.
Anytime I can return the favor, just let me know that goes double for me pal.
If there's ever anything you want done. Call on Monk Westman?
Well, thank you, gentlemen very much,
but I'm retained by the county and have no outside interest.
Good day.
Grab it high.
Drag it.
Look at that. Look at that,
Mr Murphy won't be in today. He's sick. Yeah.
Well, he's not the only 16 months to build up a case.
And then one minute he tears the whole thing down
the young jackass. He's outside.
What's he doing? Sitting and swallowing his Adam's apple. Send him in.
Save me some of the white meat.
All right, Mr Jones,
Mr Winton. I don't know just what to say to you. My boy,
what you did yesterday as far as I'm concerned is a thing of the past,
a mistake that I'm quite sure you'll never make again.
Oh, well,
well, thank you, sir. I, I thought it more than likely that you'd let me go. Why?
My boy, I couldn't do a thing like that.
Well, your uncle and I have high hopes for you.
Oh, have you? I'm glad to hear that. Yes, indeed.
I'm going to put you in the spot where you belong.
MP.
Be,
get the files in the Hyde case, all
of it, all of it.
I'm going to give you a very special
and important assignment to tackle all by yourself.
Oh, excuse me, please. I'm terribly sorry.
But I couldn't see you over the top of all these paper.
Oh, it's you
collecting for the Salvation Army.
Oh, no, no, this is the Hyde case. Mr Whitton assigned me to it. Well, that's been.
Oh,
congratulations. Thanks, Mr Hyde was quite a man
for this part of his life. He was our respective paving commissioner
along about here. He collected $100,000 in graft and all the rest of it's a mystery
for nobody has seen hide nor hair of HDE since dead or a lot. Yes, I know.
You know, I wish I could solve this case.
Mr Winton had enough confidence to give me this opportunity. And
do you hope to come through by reading? Oh, of course.
I've always found that the tongue is faster than the eye.
Why I talk to people who knew him who went through the case?
Oh, yes, I could do that. Couldn't, I, at
least you could have some fun even if you don't uncover Mr Hyde.
If not, I could, I could read this stuff afterwards. Sure. Sure.
Come on park that load and I'll show you where the boys gather.
There's a wonderful cook there too.
Makes an omelet for six people out of one egg and a bicycle pump.
That must be very good.
Hi, you boys. How's the snipping and snooping
Mr Jones? Meet the bloodhounds and uncle Tom Winton's cabin.
How do you do, gentlemen? Hi,
investigators. E they're very necessary. They're evil. All right.
But I don't know how necessary. Two. Number seven. S
two. Yes. On two plates. What's new
here? You are? Hold off the press. It's all in the chronicle.
There's one good thing about this dark dive. I can't see to read your scandal sheet.
If you spill any more grease on that vest,
you can touch a match to it and read by your own light.
He sore because my paper skinned him alive for letting Hyde get away.
That was a dirty dig and I won't forget it. Neither will
ad when you let Hyde get away,
you took the heat off the rest of the grafters and tied witten's hands.
Why? Talk about it. The Hyde case is closed. I don't know whether it is or not.
A friend of mine saw him in San Francisco.
Oh, why didn't the police pick him up? They waited for him to see the fair.
He went into Zi
brands and
never came out. I wouldn't either if I had $100,000 in my pocket. 100 grand and
Z brand.
That's one chunk of money that wouldn't do you any good Joe.
The district attorney has the serial numbers of every one of those $50 bills.
Hey, how come that?
None of that money never got in circulation because
it's at the bottom of the bay with hide.
Did you look there?
I'm a detective. Not a diver.
I'm afraid I'll have to disagree with you, gentlemen. About Hyde.
I think if we had positive evidence that he were
dead the district attorney would never have reopened the case.
Oh, I forgot to tell you, Mr Jones has been assigned to resurrect Mr Hyde.
Ok.
What's the joke? Here's the laugh of the year.
Whitton dug up the hide case and wh it down to that dope.
Who made a monkey himself yesterday in the park?
Seven?
Well, that's the neatest way to get rid of a pest I ever heard of.
I didn't think Whitton was that smart. Yes, that's very smart.
Nice to have met you, gentlemen.
What's the matter? Can't you take a joke? Not that kind? You gonna quit, right?
But first I'm going up and punch Wynton in the
nose and that'll be another feather in your cap.
What have you got to cry about?
He didn't want you in the first place and you
hopped up on his lap like an organ grinder's monkey.
Then what did you do? First? Crack out of the box? I corrected a flagrant injustice.
Why don't you go to Wyton and confess that you're not very
bright and ask him to try you out on a traffic case.
I'm too busy doing what?
Working on the Hyde case.
Hey, Terry, you're a city editor. Want you?
Hello, Bill. Here I am.
Yeah.
Uh huh.
Yeah, I've got
it, Miss Betty Paradise 201, Knob Hill Terrace.
Sure. I think there's a story in it.
Any working girl named Betty Paradise is a story in herself.
And when she wins 6000 bucks on a horse. She's a moonlight sonata.
Yeah,
I'm on my way to Paradise.
Hello, Normandy Plaza.
This is Miss Elizabeth. Paradise speaking.
What do you charge for? One of your exquisite suits?
I said, suits not sides.
Right. Oh,
I'll check in tonight.
Yeah.
Just to up, brother. You got a tenant.
No,
Martha.
Martha,
here's a present for you.
A
fur coat and this too.
Oh, I haven't any place to keep
a peek and let it romp in your bangs. But what'll you do? I'll do. All right.
Beat it. I'm busy.
Kilometer.
Hi. I
Winkle.
Wasn't that your fur coat?
Violet? How sweet of you, darling. Wasn't it? Betty?
What your best fur coat, the best I could get at the time.
Look Oscar.
When I came along swathed in that skunk,
there was Martha mopping the floor kind of got me.
I said to myself there but for the grace of a skunk goes me.
But I gave you the coat.
That's what I mean. What's this
a chunk?
But where I'm going, they call it luggage. You're going someplace. Look Oscar,
something's happened, whatever it is, I'll help you out, I'll go with you.
You can't,
I've got to get away from everything
for myself. But Betty, darling, what did you do for money?
Don't get personal?
Well, look, darling, if you need a rest here are 4 $50 bills that I,
what? The
Miss Paradise. Yes, I'm Terry Parker of the Crawley
ha ha.
I'm pretty busy right now, Miss Parker. After winning $6000 you should be,
somebody must have given you a wrong steer, aren't you? The Miss Paradise?
Who made a killing on playmate? Yes.
But I was kind of keeping it for a surprise and
the story is too good not to share with our readers.
What do you plan to do with the money? I'm going to perfect myself in my art.
What is your art? I'm a dramatic actress. A good one. Take my word for it.
Are you Miss Paradise's press agent? No, I'm just one of her fans.
May I ask your name, sir? Oh, I'm just a friend of the family.
I don't want to brush you off but I'm rushing and I
think I've got the story.
Have you a picture we may use? Oh, sure. I don't mind.
Thank you.
It's a charming likeness.
Babe Larue. My stage name. Oh, my friend will give you a lift downtown.
That's nice of you.
I'm sorry, I still have something to talk over with Miss Paradise.
I was gonna tell you about the 6000 only.
She came in before I got you could take my last 200. So your 200 to the good.
Do you know how much money I've loaned you? I don't count tips over $2000.
Would you mind calling a taxi for me?
Would you mind calling a taxi? For me.
Yes, ma'am.
But listen,
that money I gave you the money you won with.
I stole from a safety deposit box in the bank.
Why you thief give me enough to put back what I stole? Get away from me.
Get away from me. Would you sell
our body here
as they tore them up?
He
give
me
cut that out. Whats this
week?
You aren't going to put that in the paper? Are you round by round?
What's going on here? That gorilla tried to kill me?
What's the big idea?
I have nothing to say. All right, you can take it to the judge
P
You.
Thanks. How about a little bourbon for you? Ay,
just some ice water.
Well, here's to our absent brother, wherever he may be.
I hope he's dead and stays dead.
But
I'm scared.
Aren't you usually scared?
You know what will happen to us if Hyde is caught, don't you?
The mere fact that the money is in
circulation doesn't necessarily prove that Hyde is alive.
If they find Hyde, he'll talk and we'll all go to prison.
Mrs Hyde would like to see you, sir.
Oh,
ask Mrs Hyde to come in.
Well, this is a pleasant surprise.
Where's my husband come and sit down, won't you?
He's alive and I want to know where he is. I assure you if I had any injury
attorney, you must know where he is. I'm sorry. That isn't true.
You know, he left me penniless. He left several of us in rather a difficult position.
Disgrace. Doesn't matter.
You see, I've been living on the hope that he really was dead,
that he couldn't prevent my being alone
without money. Oh, come now,
I've seen that look on so many faces.
The one you gave me when I came in,
it's been shrieking at me.
She used to be somebody,
she had a place along with other women.
She was pretty.
That's what he's done to me, Mr Barrett.
I won't let people look at me like that ever again.
I'll get back all of it.
That's why I've got to find him,
but we don't know that he's alive. If he isn't, then who's passing that money?
I wish I knew
and have your tellers check the number of every bill that comes in.
Good.
Well, I guess that about covers it.
Send out another description of Hyde over the teletype.
Remember he's four years older.
I was just going to send for you. Good morning, Mr Whitton.
Well, I'm thoroughly familiar with the case.
You see, I stayed up all last night reading it.
Now, if you'd start by having your men check at the racetrack,
we've already taken care of all that.
Oh, you have.
Well, that's fine. Then I might suggest Jones.
You know, this is a pretty heavy job to wish you on a new man.
Oh, don't worry about me, Mr Whitton. It's not being fair to you.
Oh, but Mr wh
so I'm going to put you in Murphy's place in Department Seven.
Here's Murphy's ducking.
Oh, but Mr Winton and I,
well, what's the matter, don't you want? Department Seven?
Yes, sir.
I have extradition papers ready to cover every state in the union.
Better
be
45,000 circulars and send them out air mail,
cover the town with Hyde's pictures and tell the boys that I'll
make a captain out of the copper that picks him up.
All right. All right, get going.
I've got to get a story for the next edition.
What are your plans?
Well, I'll tell you, but it's off the record
that won't do the chronicle much good. But you,
so you think Hyde's news, don't you? I hope to tell you. Well, that's only half of it.
If I can get Hyde, I'll have Barrett in the next cell within 20 minutes.
I didn't know you had anything definite on Barrett.
I will have as soon as Hyde babbles and that's all I need.
Now, all you need is to catch h
that's all you
see. What do you think I'm trying to do? You're doing swell.
But what am I gonna do for a story?
I've got it. I'll hang a feature on Jones Young assistant D A right out of law school.
Getting the hottest case in history. Any objection.
None excepting that I just took him off the case.
Oh, what's the idea, trying to break his heart. So he'll quit.
Say, listen here young lady,
when your newspaper gets a good story, do they give it to a cub?
I don't know why I said that
silly. Yeah,
certainly made a noise like a woman instead of a good newspaper. Man.
Don't you know that sending Jones after Barrett
would be like sending a rabbit after a wolf
read the complaint
disturbing the peace,
assault and battery obstructing traffic resisting
an officer malicious mischief and property damage
to it. Throwing officer mccloskey through
Minsky's window.
I assume the district attorney wishes them hill for trial.
On the contrary, your honor. Why not?
May I point out to the court that the quality of mercy
is not strained it forth as the gentle rain from heaven?
Yes. Yes, I know. And the place beneath this twice made bliss. That's right.
What's your point, Mr Prosecutor? I was coming to that your honor
as we approach this joyous season of the year. It is only natural that our spirits.
Does the district attorney want these men bound over or not?
No, your honor.
May it please? The court, I move that they be admonished and the case dismissed
case dismissed
the State versus Winkle section 317. A
your honor.
From the statement of the arresting officer.
There seems to have been a private brawl
in which no public property was damaged and no
great harm done to anyone except the defendant who
seems to be a mild enough little man.
That's what I say, your honor. Who are you? I'm the lady that got sucked.
But for all of me, you can call the whole thing off your honor.
I move the case be dismissed.
Why do they clutter up the courts for trivial matters like these?
I suppose the dismissal is agreeable to the district attorney's office as usual.
No, your honor.
Mr Jones.
Are you trying to drive an elderly jurist to an early grave? I apologize your honor.
But what's the matter with that dope,
madam?
I must caution knew never to refer to the prosecuting attorney as either a dope,
a nitt
or a confounded nuisance. Sit down
your honor.
This man is not the type who
would enter into physical violence without extreme provocation
and this woman's willingness to drop all the charges.
Hints of something very unhealthy hidden in the background of this case.
Kipling once stated something hidden, go and find it
something hidden or the ranges.
I can do a fair to middle and good imitation of boots if you let me take my shoes off.
But what's that got to do with today?
Your honor. There's something I must make clear.
Do you or do you not want this case remanded for trial? Make that clear, will you?
I move that the defendant Winkle be held for trial.
It is so ordered,
pay $400
corporal recess now
and reconvene at two o'clock
lunch. Well, sure, if you don't mind making a stop on the way
we can tear a stake and the D A apart. At the same time,
I
don't know about that.
Your paper didn't hand the Hyde case to a green reporter, did they?
Well, I'd expect that from the D A but not from you. Nice going Jonesy.
How long was Winkle? Employed here years? He was here when I came.
Ever been in trouble before? Never.
But when he got into the Chronicle and in jail all in
one day there was nothing to do but to discharge him.
He checked his accounts. Oh, immediately
they were right to the penny.
Oh, thanks very much.
After drawing that blank, I should think you'd be hungry. I am.
I've got just one more stop to make. Come on,
I want to see a prisoner by the name of Winkle. Sorry. He's not in right now,
but he must be in. I had him remanded for trial. Yeah.
And somebody else bailed him out not three minutes ago. Who, how should I know
when they put up the dough? We spring him. That's orders. Where'd he go?
Look,
I just run the jail. I'm not chief of detectives yet.
Listen, Junior, you're dealing in terms of human life.
Not a problem in mathematics.
I'm not trying to make a record even for stupidity, but I've got a hunch on Winkle.
Everybody else wants to forgive and forget where's that old holiday Spirit.
I let two Santa Clauses go. Didn't I?
Every all about the
high
tea
extra, extra,
all
about
it.
About
the white
tea
by,
read all about the high K
for
paper.
All
now.
Hi
Mr Winkle.
Yes. I'd like to see you for a moment.
May I come in?
My name is Hyde.
Mr Hyde. Yes.
You seem so nervous, won't you sit down?
What do you want?
How,
how did you know where I was like to ask you a
few questions and a man usually goes straight home from jail.
So
I took the liberty of having you bailed out.
Thanks.
Thanks very much. I think nothing of it.
How much money did you take out of my safety deposit box?
Only
about $2000. But,
but, but I didn't know it was your box, Mr Hyde.
It was in some other name and it hadn't been opened in years and,
and it was comparatively easy to have a duplicate made of my key, wasn't it?
Here it is.
Please keep it.
And uh
when you go to work tomorrow, I wish you would bring me the rest of these
bills.
You see,
they are no good as money. The numbers are listed but uh
I have a use for him.
All right,
I can't go there anymore.
They discharged me.
Oh,
that's very unfair.
That's very unfair. Yes,
a man can go on for years and years being honest and then
some little thing occurs and
his whole life is ruined.
That's a very lovely girl.
I hate her.
We always start hating them. A little too late.
I never took a penny in my life until I fell for her.
I hope you didn't tell your sweetheart where you get this money.
I,
yes, I, I had to, I, my, my, my,
it's too bad
but she won't talk. No,
I'm not so sure you won't talk. Oh, no, Mr Hyde. I wouldn't tell a soul.
Honestly, I wouldn't,
it'd be just as bad for me as it would be for you. I'm sure it would be
when I started out. I didn't mean to commit a crime.
You committed worse than a crime,
you committed a blunder.
Yes, we're looking for Mr Winkle 104. Thank you.
There is such a thing as hounding a man. Yes. But I can't rest until I find out a few.
I smell gas.
Keep clear.
See, what's the idea? Gas? Give me a pass key gas.
Call the police ambulance.
Well, are you satisfied?
Well, I'm not responsible for this. Oh, no, not much.
After making nine different kinds of a jackass of yourself.
You finally won a victory
over a poor little guy who only made one mistake in his life,
a mistake. Everyone wanted to forgive everyone but you
and now Mr P Ca Waller Jones, I've got a real story to write
and if I don't tear their hearts out. I'll throw my typewriter into the river.
Leave him alone.
I'm Jones from the District Attorney's office.
I'd like an autopsy performed immediately.
What for?
I could sign a death certificate of suicide by gas right now. You heard me?
The District attorney's office wants an autopsy.
Ok. Ok.
Get going bud.
I wouldn't print that. Try and stop me. You're making a mistake
if you think you can talk me out of plastering you all
over the front page for just the kind of heel you are.
You're mistaken.
I wasn't thinking myself not much.
I thought you might like to read the coroner's report.
Winkle could not have committed suicide because no gas was found in his lungs.
There is evidence of strangulation before death.
It was murder.
It wasn't enough for you to be right.
But you have to rub it in by
keeping me from making a public fool out of myself.
Let's forget it.
I'd like to see Miss Betty Paradise. You nom de Plume, sir. Jones. Uh, Jones.
Did you say Mr Jones?
Yes, Jones. Jones Jones. And I might add that. I'm here on police business.
Oh,
uh, Mr Jones to see you, Miss.
Yes, ma'am.
Uh,
201.
Just a short time, sir.
Oh, another thing I don't want to be disturbed either.
Yes, sir, Mr Lowe
coming.
Oh,
what do you want? This is a private dwelling house.
Well, I'd like to talk to you if I May. Oh, sure,
thank you.
May I sit down?
Sure. Take yourself on the love seat.
Thanks,
Miss Per
you can call me Betty.
Make yourself comfortable.
Do you want to take off your coat?
Oh, no, no, no, thank you,
Miss Paradise. Had you ever met Mr Winkle before yesterday? What do you think I am?
Then we're safe in assuming that uh
you and Mr Winkle were well acquainted.
Have you ever had what the Frenchies call the Grand Pasang?
Then we'll stipulate that you and Mr Winkle were deeply attached to one another.
Yeah,
we don't stipulate no more.
It's colder than a penguin's beak.
Oh,
I'd like to see Miss Paradise. I'm sorry, Miss, but she ain't in.
Oh, maybe I could wait in her apartment. No, ma'am. You cannot.
Sure
lady, you was looking at a tempted African but it can't be dead.
$10. My mind.
This will keep our tonsils from squawking.
Turn out those lights.
Hey,
ok.
It's you.
What are you doing here?
Well,
I might ask the same question of you.
I came to see Miss Paradise because I thought she might help me in the dark.
We only doused the lights to see who was trying to burgle the joint.
What'd you find out? Nothing yet?
You know, Winkle's dead, don't you?
I,
I didn't have nothing to do with it except to
bail him out so that somebody could kill him.
I didn't bail him out if you didn't. Who did? How should I know?
Say,
are you trying to pin a bird a wrap on me?
We're just trying to get at the facts in the case, Miss Paradise,
who killed Winkle? I tell you, I don't know. I don't know.
And you didn't put up the bail money. No, no, she's lying by the clock.
I'll bet if we search your purse we'll find a bail receipt. Look for yourself.
Think I won't
look here, racetrack tickets on all $50 bets, $50 tickets and 2 $50 bills.
Let me see them.
Why did some of the hide bills? I told you she was lying.
The whole thing's clear. Now
she cleaned out Winkle picked up with Hyde shook him down
for those fifties and bet them at the racetrack you're crazy.
Winkle got wise to the setup and it was Hyde who
bailed him out and killed him to keep him from spilling.
There's your case.
It doesn't seem logical. Horse wretch.
It's the old triangle and you can't make anything else out of it.
I tell you, you're cockeyed. Look, I never knew. I never had no idea. Darling.
Look, Mr Jones. I know where them hot fifties came from
and if I tell you will you lay off me? You know where to hide. Money is hidden.
If them builders hide, go yet where
the stuff's been under your noses right along.
It's hidden in us
Jones. I expected absolutely nothing. Of you when you attached yourself to my staff
and you have exceeded my fondest expectations
with your tendency to be exclusive.
You tried to be a one man secret society, the judge, the jury,
the arresting officer in the car.
I thought I could bring the case to a conclusion. You did.
My two witnesses are definitely concluded and Hyde is still at liberty.
Well, if you'll permit me one
as for you, I'm ashamed of you.
I can condone a congenital idiot, but I thought you were too smart.
I was just trying to get a story, reputable newspaper.
People don't stoop to burglary.
Yes.
Can I go now where to my office to write the story? Not one line.
It really was hard. We didn't want him to know that we even suspected.
And as for you, I forbid you to have anything to do with a high case any further.
Don't even turn it over in your mind.
Shall I go back to department? Seven? No,
go and sit quietly in your office until your uncle dies.
Now there's a man without any troubles. What do you mean? I ain't got troubles.
I should have warned you. He's got ears like a donkey.
I seem to have a positive genius for making people angry.
Why don't you incorporate Hector Golder Heckle and
Jones District attorneys and newspapers driven neatly nuts.
And I'll be your first client
here. I am holding the hottest story of the year down to this
police today,
searched the city without a clue for the unidentified killer who shot to death.
Betty Paradise in her apartment at 201, Knob Hill Terrace.
Sensational. Huh.
I'm afraid my bullheaded stupidity has messed things up all around.
Keep pitching. Counselor. I wouldn't give a nickel for a man who isn't bullheaded
here.
Put that on the city out to spindle.
He always likes a dull story to start the morning
dinner.
Uh, uh,
I'm not hungry.
Neither am I
stop worrying about those people. You didn't kill them.
I didn't keep them alive either.
I feel like I ought to be out trying to catch hard.
I believe I'd give that up if I were you.
Besides the D A doesn't want Hyde as much as he wants. Barrett
Barrett.
If he wants him, why doesn't he go out and arrest him?
There's a little thing in law called evidence.
Whitton has got to prove that Hyde and Barrett are hooked up.
Napoleon said he never waited for things to happen.
He made them happen.
All key. Napoleon start scratching.
What have you got bait for Barrett?
Don't worry, once I get hold of Hyde,
I'm not going to let him go until we've settled all account.
I won't worry. Once you get these, we'll all feel safer.
Hello?
I had to risk calling you.
I want to see you.
Well, the time and place you mentioned in your note is all right.
I'm just leaving what note? I didn't write any note. This is a practical joke.
It's not a very good one.
Somebody's playing cute.
Stop that act.
It's Paul Hyde.
You know my voice? Well,
remember I hadn't heard your voice for a number of years, but it's me Barrett.
Remember that winter's night
up in my cabin in Maine?
Just you and I, and,
oh,
all right.
What do you want?
Listen, the Iroquois is sailing tonight from pier 30
at 1015 and I want to be on it.
Meet me there at 10,
bring $50,000 and
I'll tell you where the stuff is hidden.
I'll be there,
get a couple of the boys and have them keep that date in the alley.
If Barra can resist this, mice don't like cheese.
He's probably received it by now.
Say maybe we should have photographed the messenger leaving
with the note instead of just the note.
He had swell freckles.
I'll bet when you were a little boy, you were an awful nuisance with your brownie.
I hope to be tonight.
All you need now is a bathing suit to be m daily tabloid
and all you'll need is a bulletproof vest. If this doesn't work.
Wait, we better take this along. Thumb. Tacks won't work on a brick wall
will at least give my city editor a thrill.
You'll scare Barrett out of seven years growth when this flashlight goes off.
I hope he doesn't drop dead. We'll need his testimony.
That's just 8 35 25 minutes more.
Hey, you better run along in case he shows up early. What do you mean? Run along?
We're partners, aren't we? And blackmail murder luncheon?
Annoying Mr Winton, but not this. He won't do any shooting.
He'll be too anxious to fade out of the picture.
I won't you go just to please me,
I've never walked out of the story yet and I'm not going to start now.
Oh, but wait a minute, you should be at Barrett's house.
Well, that's where the big news will break.
As soon as I get his picture, he'll undoubtedly rush home to try and cover up
that in the old Irish is what is known as smooth,
but I love it.
Listen, fella
look out for our hat.
It's a great target.
I'll be careful.
Call up Mrs Hyde and tell her her husband
was sailing on the Iroquois 1015 with $50,000.
Mr Jones, my pal. Hello, Mr Westman.
P one on the button and scram,
you're on a spot.
Slug me. You dope.
Thanks very much.
Two.
Ok.
Did you bring the money
right here?
He is a power of attorney and
this is where the money and the records are hidden.
You try to double cross me again. Just use the key and you'll get what you want.
Here is my boat.
Yeah,
I'm on my way
and this time it'll be for Good.
Terry
one meets the strangest people.
Are you all right, Terry darling.
Die
Barrett.
Barret's killed. He,
are you sure I was there. You were, come on.
So.
Mhm.
Any report on Barrett yet? No,
sir, but we're looking
for him. So
am I
PB
H
have you picked up Barrett yet? Not
yet,
but
we
be
here. I am.
I told you to get me the police commissioner on the phone.
It's been waiting on line one for seven minutes.
This is no time to be technical
p
type that indictment and do it right now.
Hello, Commissioner Reed.
And how are you tonight? Commissioner?
And have you any idea where a certain Mr Barrett could be found?
Commissioner.
It's my considered opinion that you and your entire police department are a
collection of fat heads that couldn't find their own noses with both hands.
Goodbye.
This is the first time in 48 hours. He's not mad at us,
Pby.
Where's that indictment? I only got to the first.
Whereas the phone cut in the firecracker then don't answer it. Stick to that typing.
Do nothing else. Do you understand? Got him practically in the death cell
here, sir. Get me the governor on the phone.
He's probably in his red flannel night shirt by now, then get him out of it.
Good evening, Mr.
Good heavens.
I don't think his excellency would enjoy being awakened at this hour. Wynton.
On the contrary,
I think he'll be delighted to learn that at last we've got you dead to rights
Barrett. I'm placing you under arrest
for murder.
Well,
what is this a joke? I don't follow you. No,
but Miss Parker did follow you in the back of your car.
That was the first murder I ever heard. Thanks for the scoop
and my able young assistant here is going to help me send you to the chair.
Well, I am honored.
But may I ask whom I'm charged with having murdered?
You've been obstructing justice in this town for years
and tried to gain control of my office
for your own illegal purposes as district attorney,
I deplore crime,
but as Tom Winton,
I'm delighted to have something more important to
prosecute you for than being a thieving scoundrel.
I'm tempted to let you make more a fool of yourself than you naturally are,
but I can't play in the face of tragedy.
Will you come in, please?
This is Mrs Hyde, my client,
she asked me to bring her to you to confess to the murder of her husband.
But I
heard you shoot him.
You heard a shot Miss Parker, but I did not fire it.
Did parrot talk you into this, Mrs Hyde.
I killed Paul Hyde.
I waited for him and shot him.
I'm glad
I'm good.
I'm sure I can make any jury agree to a plea of temporary insanity.
And now I'd like your permission to take Mrs Hyde to the prison hospital
very well.
Oh, my gosh, my story. I've got to stop that extra
Mr Winton.
This hide moer
sure will wake up the town now, Mr Winton.
And the chronicle is the only paper that's got it.
Holy. You are a central re election now. H to
Mr Winton.
Oh.
Oh,
look what I did.
Well, that's all right.
Well,
they've got a bounty on me at the Chronicle.
Just present my ears to the publisher and get $40
suma. Come lady.
Graduated with the highest honors.
Have you ever been really good and fried?
No, but I have it in mind on the train going home.
I've always wanted to arrive in Boston. Roaring.
Oh,
you're going home. Yep.
Well, I'll be coming to New York weekends probably.
Maybe we can have lunch or dinner sometime.
Sure.
If you don't want to. I shan't mind.
You wouldn't do anything about it either.
You just bow from the waist and say, well, that's that.
What do you want me to do about it? Jump up and down and shout, hooray.
I lose a girl's job for, lose my own cost. The da the election.
You're not the first guy in the world that ever made a mistake, you know.
Thanks for the consolation prize. But I can't quite swallow it.
You could, if you took that silver spoon out of your mouth,
I've had just about enough of that silver spoon stuff.
If you had, you wouldn't be going back to Boston.
Come in.
Uh, I'm from the coroner's office. Come right in, brother and join the party.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, this, here is the personal effects from that Winkle case.
I'm no longer connected with it,
but they told me to give them to you. I don't want any part of it. Thanks,
but they said to give them to you better type. Now, look here, don't yell at him.
He's only obeying orders.
Maybe we can find out where to send them.
All them kind of cases usually. Ain't got no folks,
a bunch of keys, one wallet, one lucky piece. 4 $50 bills, one penn,
4 $50 bills,
4 $50 bills. There wasn't no $50 bills on that body.
What time is it? 10 minutes to 10. What are we waiting for?
You want
that? You, you
little,
you little victim.
So,
so what do you think you're doing?
No
in,
throw out that briefcase. We don't want to be caught with it.
It'll be just as bad if it's calm, all the records are in it.
There's a police car behind us.
That young fool from Winton's office. Can't you go any faster?
I'm gonna try for a tire.
Don't waste ammunition. Hit something.
A bystander
I missed.
Maybe
you're out of
hauling all cars. All cars bank, hold up Maple and Maine
man has escaped and police car going north
Vannes are armed, shoot to kill
shoot to kill
with
the shooting boys. Just keep ahead of and don't hit me
by the tail
if you could only get up alongside.
Are you all right, Mr Barrett.
Yes. But it was a narrow escape.
Well, we'd better escort you home.
Well, thanks. If you don't mind. I, I'm a bit shaken. Well, I don't wonder
losing
to find them.
Is that
let go.
Mhm.
I know what the idea is. But we were
this
fella,
he's the one that stole all our money and that poor
people can prove it to him
with you in a minute, sir.
For distinguished service, Mr First deputy district attorney
Fancy,
I'll say it is.