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Hello.
Oh, let's see.
I'll have, um, oh, a turkey sandwich.
White meat only on white bread and, uh,
slice the bread down the middle.
You know, thinner.
And Russian dressing, of course.
Harry!
We got a fancy customer out here.
You take care of her.
I want to finish these glasses.
Look, miss, we got ham, liverwurst, and cheese.
And the bread, it comes already sliced.
All right, a ham on white toast.
You'll cut the fat off, of course.
Of course.
My husband, they, uh, they didn't teach him
how to make sandwiches in college.
Oh, a backward school.
Very sad.
Look, maybe you better go someplace else,
a nice fancy place, to go with your fancy clothes.
Why, I like it here.
It's so clubby.
I do like music, though.
Have you got a jukebox?
This is a drugstore, miss, no entertainment.
Oh, I wouldn't say that.
Like I said, maybe you better go someplace else,
a place with a band, a floor show maybe.
A girl as fancy as you, she should have a floor show.
Oh, you're a funny woman.
Did you know that?
I didn't know that.
You better go.
As a matter of fact, there was someplace
I was supposed to be tonight.
Well, it doesn't make any difference.
Pierre, my sandwich.
Ham on white toast.
Merci beaucoup.
Mm, sweet, Pierre.
The name is Sawyer.
Sawyer, will you give me some change, please?
I've got to make a telephone call.
This is a 10.
Do you figure to call Africa?
You know, I did once.
I had a real nice chat with a friend of mine named Freddy.
Freddy Bancroft, you know, the band leader.
Oh, yeah, Freddy.
Do you have something smaller?
How about a quarter?
A nice new one, hm?
I think I can handle a quarter.
Hello, Martha.
This is Miss Morrison.
Uh, I know I should be at home.
Who's there with me?
Oh, that's Mr. K.
He's in the office.
I'll be right back.
Goodbye, Miss Morrison.
Goodbye.
Goodbye, Mrs. Morrison.
Goodbye.
home who's there my. Oh well over put my friends.
Great great how did he come I guess I mean even I never before invited ten people
to my house for dinner and forgot all about it but where am I in the drugstore
darling you know the last of the apothecaries or something you really should say
a great. You tell everyone to come down here at once because I'm going to give
a drugstore dinner party and she's never worth just take your time. Just
passing the storm Mr. Yes sir almost seem like fate usually we get down for
we were going to see our son Eugene junior he's
a graduate of. You'll never know what happened to us you'll never figure on all
this excite you're sure sure but just what did you see well we've seen this from
a right away I knew he was no good did die so the old Mr.
Crown she's very good with people never got stuck on credit once in our heart we
know this man just don't want to be Mr Kron's Paul he'll tell it in his own way
going to cry well this fellow jumps into a car and drives away but he did sixty
the car a Chevy nineteen forty and one once myself. Give you
a real good clue the right rear fender it had a bump in it.
That. This man what did he look like I really like all they probably couldn't see
my oh sure we did we look real careful the man well he was average looking and
his hair is kind of dark.
I'm sure. I'm sorry. Maybe you can describe this man. Don't
have me again. I'm going to tell. You.
Very. Very.
Long. You usually dress like this to run out to
a drug store I don't usually run out to a drug store you don't live in this
neighborhood that's right I don't live in this neighborhood I skip the wisecracks
what were you doing here having dinner and sandwich I'm on a diet that's book or
Paul maybe she wants to ride in
a proud car now I've been in
a proud car some of my best friends used to be cops what we doing here I was
driving around killing time I'm using myself watching the other half living why
because sometimes I like to be by myself. My psychiatrist says it's good for my
personality to meet all sorts of people what do you do with your personality the
things in skirts that call themselves ladies Ellen Morrison seems I know that name
well it seems I get it wrong. Drink some water.
Ellen Morrison name in the papers that Ellen Morrison you read the tabloid. You
know I had you figured for
a New York Times time I read the tabloids you and that Brazilian diplomat diplomat
Paul I think we're currently are involved with the actor Tom Evers how is that
going to come out well I'll save you for that romance is over thanks you think
you can identify this man certainly it was tall dark not very attractive not your
type you're my type I love she can identify him so I can identify him what are
you going to do about something is right up your alley you start combing the city
looking for a man Oh well that being the case we'll probably be running into each
other again. I see your picture in the paper I thought it was
a really good one. If you want an extra copy of all you Jean Junior he bought
about twenty papers. You know they took our picture to that's what you do was
looking for but I think they didn't run you Jean was disappointed I don't think
we can wait any longer Sergeant Cochran is out looking for Miss Morrison now
let's get along without her anyway the most important people are here now Sergeant
Cochran and I have checked our files we have several men all with records all
fitting the same general description one of them we think is our man. Oh I knew
this might be hard on you. You want me to sit next to it. All right bring them all
on. Which
one was the one on the end him you don't believe that step forward.
What is this I was. Taking another look at the site I don't need another look at
the one you want to have the killer. Killer the crazy. Killer.
Sorry I can't say for sure. You weren't at the lineup for the crisis and this is
a story of positively identified police oh now my dear angry Sergeant. You took me
into a room and showed me this police boy didn't you and I looked at him with my
nice brown eyes didn't I. You blow your nice black Irish.
Sorry I can't positively identify him. Happened you were feeling pretty gay I
always do I mean if the drug store maybe just didn't look too closely. Now I always
look closely at men and you seem to have heard. About the girls. Do you look them
over closely. Miss Morrison this business of a hood killing a little drug us you
know this isn't like table hopping or playing hide and seek with some Broadway
columnist a man is
a killer he's got to be handled I know you like to laugh and all that but this is
not
a funny situation some of the characters are pretty funny look with the publicity
you might get for refusing to identify this man be worth having
a killer on the loose I don't think I'd like that story very much when you have
meant so particular in the past thanks for following my career not yours you're
a type the police blotter is full of young women too much money too little to do
like to play games oh I'm hurt here I thought you found me.
Tell me about my little rich girl it varies sometimes sometimes they end up
murdered and some off limits joy or I'll get mixed up in other people's divorce or
sometimes they try suicide after leaving lots of little notes around and calling
the papers a headache anyway you look at why because they think they run the world
that's why I just got a report my guy in the drugstore killing Joe Polica anyway
the night of the murder he was driving a black Chevy sedan nineteen forty model
and it had a dent in the right rear fender now would you care to identify him
tell me Sergeant Cochran what are your statistics about the deaths of offenders
of nineteen forty Chevy.
All right.
OK over there.
Down there you said it wasn't me thanks.
Thanks. And the mothers they're wrong and I'm telling them that they'll believe you
but I did. Well it's not that they can do anything to me.
You're innocent you're innocent. It's a trouble you know who wants all this
trouble you see what I mean. Can I go now certainly Miss Morrison we won't need her
this one's easy Oh Sergeant about that publicity don't worry just remember your
police blotter the life story of Ellen Morrison on the bridge.
It's the time I lose on my job.
All right.
Well they can. Five years ago you had a grand larceny conviction.
With some other guys I stole a car got my parole.
Parole. Mr Williams out the parole board he says he's proud of. That was five years
ago ever do any work. Kidding. I work all the time.
I'm a cutter J.
Strauss. And I the drug was killed Saturday night.
Over you going. What do you think I was doing on Saturday night I was out riding
on my girl and. The
car. For the Chevy. Yeah that
a crime. Go on.
Angela and me we we had
a fight. Her own man don't like me because I don't have enough money to marry his
daughter. And you see she doesn't want to marry unless it's
a new church and with her family bond kiss and everybody else.
A religious girl. A guy loves her you can go crazy well we had a fight you had a
fight go on. Look do you need all this can I go back to my job.
Like. You're not going back to your job. Go on.
Sure. Jumped out of the car the red light and then I just drove around for
a while. And then I parked and I started walking I remember I was just walking.
On a place in particular. Yeah oh yeah there was this penny arcade it's like it's
always used to be you know you put in
a penny in your poor 11 saying everything lights up your great guy. No problem I'm
on the murder and then what we're doing. So OK I was right there downstairs as
they got
a television screen it's. Sixteen inches I was watching a fight between ten and
eleven. Lots of people. Lots of people talk to anybody in particular.
One old guy. Yet he had.
A white mustache. Nice old guy. Oh you'd remember me said that I said it was his
heart beat. And his address.
His name. Oh man with white mustache no name.
No address. It won't fly. You're
a no. You're not the type that would make any trouble. No I don't want any trouble
that's a smart boy. Watching television screen. You'll have your chance to talk to
the jury. To tell your story. I can't. Take him over the.
The. Old man with
a white mustache. Oh no dress. That kids been reading
books. And I. Think that
political might be telling the truth. Look Paul I've been doing this a long time
I've got a rule my case is cold it's cold this one fits.
We did our job the D.A.
Has it now. Is innocent but his lawyer getting. You know what kind of lawyer the
kid is going to get one of those boys from out in the car or appointed by the court
all right boy and you buy him
a lawyer. No I guess not.
Drug a slayer gets chair twelve good men and true agree that there is
evidence beyond reasonable doubt when did he get it six weeks. An old guy with
a mustache. But jury believe a story like that poor slob Hey
there's your girlfriend of the road tricks the champagne and caviar set have moved
the third Avenue and leading them as
a dizzy darling of cafe society Miss Ellen Morrison now isn't that touching and you
were burned up because this is a thing couldn't positively identify police. Well
she looks like she's having fun. That's not bad is it Tommy where are you.
Well you can see I'm not. That's it that's all you have to say say what I say that
you were lonesome I wish you'd get lonesome for me more often. That's against the
rules the third Avenue rules OK here's your money lady.
A way to. You want to stay here. Yeah but I thought we might try to place
a class three. Of course I've been bored for years haven't you well you just name
me anything. I'm Tommy give me
a nickel for the jukebox. And
goodbye I don't know if. I've been social don't I know you from somewhere.
OK OK OK no offense I'm not looking for any trouble. I mean by the time you better
serve it up the end of the bar. People are. What's wrong
Shut up.
What'd I do?
That man down there, do you see him?
Yeah.
Tommy, look, don't let him out of your sight, will you?
This is very important.
Do you understand?
You mean understand?
You going crazy?
Keep quiet and do as I say.
Now, I've got to make a telephone call.
Will you watch him?
Sure.
Good old Tommy.
I'll watch him.
McReynolds.
Say, can you talk any louder?
Some dame, I can't hear her.
Hello.
Who is this?
Oh, Miss Morrison.
Well, we were just talking about you.
Where are you?
Third Avenue, huh?
Having fun?
You saw who?
The murderer.
I saw the real murderer.
Uh-huh.
You're having a little party, huh?
Maybe you're feeling pretty good, huh?
All right, all right.
You stay there.
I'll be over there in a little while.
Goodbye.
Where is he?
My rival?
Dead.
Oh, now, Tommy, don't be silly.
I told you to watch him.
Well, I did.
I watched him walk right out that door
while you were phoning.
Out the door?
Now, wait a minute.
He's not your type.
Here's your nickel for the jukebox.
Now, come on.
You fool, that was important.
Well, so am I. Now, wait a minute.
What's all this about?
The party's over, Tommy.
What does that mean?
It means so long.
So long.
I'll see you all right.
Now, Miss Morrison, I don't like
to be dragged out of my home in the middle of the night
for some irresponsible whim.
I'm not used to it.
This is a serious matter.
A man has been arrested, tried, convicted, and sentenced.
And you expect me to believe a story such as this?
Miss Morrison, the district attorney's office
is interested in justice.
But in order to administer justice, we must have facts.
The facts are plain, Mr. Lukash.
I saw the man.
If you'll pardon me, Miss Morrison, you think you saw him.
I'll pardon you, but I saw him.
A dark bar, a party mood, a man with
some superficial resemblance.
No, these mistakes in identification
often happen, Miss Morrison.
People mean to help us.
They just get excited, that's all.
Now, Miss Morrison, will you answer me one question?
Why the sudden concern about Palika?
The last time I talked to you, I wasn't particularly
impressed by your interest.
Sergeant Cochran, that man was standing
closer to me than you are.
He didn't seem to care about what he had done.
He didn't even seem to remember it, or remember me.
But if he ever does remember and finds me.
Well, if you're worried about your safety, why, we'll have to.
Well, why don't we leave it at that?
Well, I've got to hand it to you.
You're consistent, inside and out.
It's very simple.
We'll put a detail on that bar.
Watch it very closely.
If any suspect shows up, we'll get in touch with you.
No, that's not enough.
This boy, Joe Palika, is going to die in a month.
Now, he's the wrong man.
What are you going to do about it?
Now, Miss Morrison, you're making
some extreme statements.
You don't want to put yourself in a ridiculous position.
I've been doing that for years, Mr. Lugash.
The newspapers make fun of me, gentlemen,
but they always print what I have to say.
Miss Morrison, this is nothing for the newspapers.
After all, if there is another man,
well, we don't want to tip him off, now do we?
You're so right, Mr. Lugash.
We must do this quietly.
Go on.
Now, you may think we're conservative, Miss Morrison,
but we've got to be sure.
Now, the first thing you've got to do is see Joe Palika again.
Now, you saw this other man again tonight.
Look at Palika.
And be sure.
Very sure.
I'll have McReynolds take you up to Sing Sing in the morning.
I'll make the necessary arrangements.
I'd like Cochran to go, too.
Certainly.
We'll pick you up at 11, if that's not too early.
I'll be ready by 9.
Now, that's the way to do things,
everybody working together.
Nobody going off half-cocked.
Now, you better go home and get some sleep, Miss Morrison.
Tomorrow is very important to us.
And to Joe Palika.
I don't like this, boys.
We're not wild about it ourselves.
He gave us a case, three witnesses,
all fingering Palika.
It was a nice conviction.
It's in the annual report already.
I told you about the Morrison girl.
You told me.
So what?
An unbelievable witness that even that jerk lawyer
for the defense wouldn't use.
All right, so what do we do now?
That's a hard question to ask me, Cochran.
It's your case. Work it out.
Yeah, work it out.
But don't get your boys into trouble.
I didn't say that.
Naturally, we all want to do the right thing.
Yeah, naturally.
Yeah.
Now, fellas, there's no need of us
to quarrel among them ourselves.
You know that Mr. Lugash wants to do the right thing.
Yeah.
Of course.
I'm going home.
Let me know how you come out after you take
her up to Sing Sing tomorrow.
Now, Paul, you know what to do.
Miss Morrison's outside at the peephole.
You keep Palika talking.
But the main thing is, don't get his hopes
up or anything like that.
This is just one of those things.
Right, Mac.
I know what to do.
Sure, sure you do, Paul.
Well, might as well bring Palika in.
All right, Palika.
See me.
Hi, fella.
Remember me?
I'm Cochran.
Oh, yeah.
It's nice to see you.
How you been?
Fine.
Sit down, Joe.
You got some news for me, huh?
Oh, no, no, no, no, Joe.
This is just a routine checkup.
We do this all the time.
Sure.
Well, it's nice to see you.
Yeah.
How have they been treating you, Joe?
Oh, OK.
All of them, right?
Treating good.
Mr. Cochran.
The fellas, they say I need an appeal.
I haven't seen my lawyer since before the trial.
I know he's busy.
Joe, I mean, look, see, you have to have evidence, see?
New evidence.
You still on the case, Mr. Cochran?
I guess so.
You remember my girl, Angela?
Oh, sure.
Yeah, well, she wrote me a letter.
And she's going to get engaged.
She's going to marry a wholesale grocer.
Sorry, Joe.
Oh, no, that's OK.
That's OK.
Angela, she's a good girl.
She always does right.
Smoke?
Oh, no, yeah, it's a funny thing.
I never did pick up the habit.
Thanks.
Well, I guess that's all for today, Joe.
I just wanted to see how you were getting along.
I, uh, getting fat.
Yeah, I'm getting fat up here.
The guys, they all kidding me about it.
No.
No, what does that mean?
If you got something to say, say it.
I mean that Joe Palika isn't the one who shot the druggist.
The man I saw last night, he's the one.
Why couldn't you give us a definite no before this?
The newspapers will really ride you now.
Even so, it wasn't Joe Palika.
Mr. McReynolds, may I see Mr. Cochran alone?
Certainly.
Pal, McReynolds, I certainly don't trust him.
Why not?
I don't know, but I just don't.
Now, look, right now, it's more a question
of Matt trusting you and making sure you're not
off on another one of your larks.
And how about you?
Ditto.
Listen, Cochran, I want to ask you something.
What's it like here for Joe Palika now, waiting to die?
It's not like the movies.
It's clean and it's quiet here.
These men, they wake up every morning
and they brush their teeth.
They follow the ball games.
They don't think they're going to die.
Even the ones who haven't got a chance,
those rotten little cop killers, they go right on acting
as if they'll be out soon.
And they write letters.
Dear Mary, I'll see you in July.
We'll go out to Jones's Beach on a hot day.
Oh, Mary, you've always been a good kid,
always gave me the best hello and goodbye.
That's what they write about.
And near the end?
Near the end, it's fear.
All of a sudden, it just sinks in.
They're nice.
They're so nice to everyone.
They crawl at the end, the guard who brings them the food
and the barber who shaves their heads.
They think if they're nice to somebody, why, somebody's
going to keep them alive.
You know, they say it's easier to walk a man to the chair
than it is to take him into a night court.
And I always say they just kind of float right along with you
and smile and call you mister.
More, there must be more.
More what?
More that you can do.
Like finding a man you may never have seen?
Finding the old man in the white beard
would be easier than that.
Miss Morrison, I imagine this has been a strain on you.
You better go down to the end of the hall.
There's an office there.
You can rest a minute.
We have a few matters to talk over.
It wasn't Joe Palica.
Just go ahead, please.
I need a shave.
Mac, what are we going to do, huh?
Her word, her saying she saw a guy, it won't mean a thing.
I mean, officially.
All right, all right.
Unofficially, what are we going to do?
Nothing.
Nothing?
Nothing, this dizzy dame all of a sudden
pulling the big reform act.
You want us to look like idiots in the department
because suddenly she claims she sees things?
But Palica.
Guilty.
Now look, Paul, Palica is guilty.
You want to make a big mess.
You want 100 guys in the department
mad at you for nothing.
Mac, I'm going ahead with this.
Then you'll go alone.
Yeah, sure.
See, but I've been alone on this for some time now.
I'm sorry, Paul.
Yeah, so am I.
Well, we might as well get back to the city.
Sure.
Why not?
Oh, hi.
Hi.
I'm sorry I'm a little late.
There was a little trouble uptown.
Oh, that's all right.
You shouldn't be in here alone.
How about that friend of yours?
Tommy?
Never showed up.
I guess Tommy just doesn't think I'm much fun anymore.
Oh, isn't that sad?
I'm not complaining.
I'm just a little sad.
I mean, I'm sure you're a little sad.
I'm just a little sad.
I'm not complaining.
Complain?
Who cares?
Look, Cochran, I know you're sitting in this bar
here with me on your own time.
I know that you haven't had much sleep in three days.
And I know that you're not even sure
that there is another man.
But as long as we're here, we might as well be sociable.
All right, so I'm sociable.
What's new in Charlie Knickerbocker today, huh?
Who's the queen of the ball?
All right, forget it, Cochran.
Let's just stick to business.
Well, your friend, Palika, is getting fatter
and is getting closer to the chair.
I haven't had a chance to see the Krantz's.
Mrs. Sawyer is out of town.
She'll be expected back tomorrow, I hear.
Maybe I can soften up one of them, but I doubt it.
Cochran, do people ever soften up on other people?
Look, if you mean me, I only soften up on this for a reason.
You know, I wonder which way you'd hate me more,
if we find the man or if we don't.
No, I can't get the prescription over there
any sooner.
Look, the man who fills them for me, he's sick.
Yes, I've been away.
Well, I don't care if you go to the drugstore
down the street.
You think this has been easy for me?
You want to trade places?
Hello, Mrs. Sawyer.
Remember me?
Is that a day to forget?
I'll have a cup of black coffee, please.
Forget it.
Do you want a sweet roll?
No, thanks.
I saw Joe Palico the other day.
Him?
He's still alive?
Yeah, for three more weeks.
I didn't ever want to hear his name again.
I know how you feel, but things were pretty hectic that day.
Hectic?
It's a great word to describe your husband murdered.
Well, you see, we just have to make sure of things.
Look, I've had a lot of aggravation today.
Just what are you trying to say?
I was wondering, are you positive Palico
was the man who shot your husband?
What is this?
You crazy.
You trying to make me crazy?
It could have been a mistake.
I've seen it happen before.
You wouldn't want the wrong man to die.
Get out of here.
Arrest me.
Kill me like Harry was killed.
I'm sorry, it's very important, Mrs.
Look at Palico, his face, those little eyes.
Do you want me to remember every second again?
You get fun out of this.
Get out.
I didn't mean to upset you.
It's my job.
I wish you were doing your job the night
that Palico was walking the streets.
Maybe Harry would be alive now.
Hi, Ellen.
Oh, hi.
Still want to be alone?
Yes, Tommy, but sit down if you want to.
Thanks.
Brian Wood.
Well, I guess they'll be up at the Cape by now.
Who?
Dick and Maxine.
It'll be a wonderful weekend.
Oh, I don't know.
Oh, come on, Ellen, snap out of it.
Third Avenue used to be fun, but nobody comes here anymore.
Now look, Tommy, I didn't ask you to come here, did I?
If you want to stay, all right, but I'm busy,
so please don't make me talk.
Hello, Miss Morrison.
Still looking for Mr. X?
Just like this place.
Tommy and I, we come here often.
Sure.
Say, do you play shuffleboard?
Sorry, I don't.
Expecting anyone else?
No one.
Isn't Tommy and I enough?
Sure is.
Seen Cochran?
Oh, once in a while.
He's a fine young man.
He could have a big future.
Speaking of young men with futures,
are Mr. Palico's down to two weeks?
12 days, to be exact.
Oh, I didn't know you kept track.
I keep track of a lot of things, Miss Morrison.
Well, if you'll excuse us, Tommy and I
were sort of having a tete-a-tete.
Oh, excuse me.
Goodbye.
Goodbye, sir.
I hope you'll get in some shuffleboard.
Sure.
Who's your friend?
No friend.
Cop.
You in trouble?
Nothing you could do anything about, Tommy.
You want me to go?
Oh, I really don't care.
Hi.
Oh, hello.
Mr. Elliott, Sergeant Cochran.
Sergeant?
Yes, another policeman, Tommy.
I think you'd better go.
I'll see you around, Mr. Elliott.
I doubt it.
Bye, Ellen.
Bye.
You know, I've known him for years,
and that's the first time I ever knew he could be hurt.
All of us can.
Things I learn.
Yeah, me too.
Well, Mac Reynolds was here.
Yeah, I know.
I just saw him leave.
What does he mean, Paul?
I'm not sure.
He's very peculiar lately.
We hardly speak at the office.
We used to be a team, and now we split up on assignments.
I don't know what Mac is up to.
You really like him, don't you?
Yeah, a lot.
I guess maybe that's what's so sad.
I guess I believed in him, maybe even looked up to him.
I understand, Paul.
Do you?
I don't.
Oh, come on, it's magazine time again.
Yeah.
I've read this one four times, so I guess it's my choice.
Oh, sorry, it's mine.
I've only read it three.
Well, I guess I'm stuck with McClellan's C Catalog again.
Hey, did you ever plant giant gladiolas?
Oh, always.
I always planted them right next to the hollyhocks
to keep them from feeling so superior.
What about the zinnias?
Yep.
Violets?
Oh, no.
Forget-me-nots?
Yes.
And your next question is, what is it
you're trying to forget, Alan?
How'd you guess?
During our nightly sessions, I've
watched you slowly trying to salvage
a name in the paper Morrison.
I admire your effort.
I even applaud it.
But that's not exactly our purpose here, is it?
And you have always evaded it.
Oh, not always.
No?
All right, then what are you trying to forget?
Oh, you should have been a cop.
A lawyer, not a cop.
Then you should have been one.
Yes.
Skip it.
Once upon a while ago, there was a girl, Paul, a young girl.
Pretty girl, her mother said.
And she fell in love.
Oh, she was well-loved in return, not only by the boy,
but by just a share of people.
Her life rolled out before her just like a clear morning.
Then one morning, the boy went sailing.
It was a morning like any other morning.
But by evening, all those nice things
had gone with a boat that never came back.
Is that what you want to hear, Paul?
You're lying.
All right.
There is no one thing or one incident that makes
a person's life what they are.
So why don't you ask me outright why I spend my life
in nightclubs in my day sleeping?
Why?
Well, because you wouldn't know how to answer.
Oh, so the good detective takes the classic approach
and collects little things and hopes to make a full picture.
But he tries.
And he evades the issue.
Paul, I'm not sitting here with you
or without you out of boredom.
I'm just trying to make a nightmare end.
Now, look, Ellen, look, will you say to yourself,
and believe it, that that man is not
going to walk through this door and the nightmare
is not going to end.
You're doing exactly what you told me not to do.
You're basing Polika's life on one small incident.
Ellen, look, he won't come.
He must come, Paul.
No, Ellen, no.
Well, then you've got to go to the Krantzes
and break their story.
Paul, you've forgotten about Joe Polika.
He has two weeks while you sit here
and you waste your time with me.
All right, I'll go.
Look, I'll go for every single one of the 12 remaining days,
if it'll do any good at all.
Paul, it was such a short morning.
Look, a morning is just one half of the day, you see.
Now, Mr. Krantz, you're sure about Polika?
Absolutely.
Mrs. Krantz?
Just as sure as Eugene is that Polika was the one all right.
You know, just before a man is going to be executed,
all of a sudden, a lot of people get interested in him,
start raking over dead coals. As long as you were here,
I just thought I'd go over the story with you.
Well, you can count on us.
Nobody can convince me it wasn't Polika.
You've been fine witnesses, both of you.
You'd be surprised the number of fellas
come into my store now who never did before.
I guess it's because they figure a man who can be a witness
in a murder trial, he knows how to handle himself.
That's right.
You fellas certainly work late on this detective business.
It must be 11 o'clock.
This is kind of special.
Oh, there you are, Sergeant Cochran.
We've been waiting for you.
Oh, really?
And you've been to where McReynolds came in.
Oh, a real reunion, isn't it?
Yeah, it sure is.
I thought you were off for 48 hours.
Well, as a matter of fact, I am.
I just dropped by and found our friends the Krantzes
waiting for you.
Oh, and we thought everyone had forgotten all about us.
Oh, no, not Mr. McReynolds here.
He's the sentimental type.
You been talking about anything special?
Just reviewing the case, as you fellas say.
The Krantzes seem to have pretty strong memories.
Yeah, well, I was hoping I'd get a chance
to find that out for myself.
Oh, I just thought I'd help you out, kid.
Oh, uh, Paul, when you try any tricks,
remember who taught them to you.
Fine gentlemen.
You bet.
Oh, would you folks mind just stepping inside here?
Yes.
Thank you.
Sit right down, sir.
Oh, Sergeant, you gentlemen work so hard.
You look tired.
No, I'm OK.
Oh, we have a son.
Yes, I know, Eugene Jr.
Oh, that's right.
He works hard, too.
And we keep telling him, don't work so hard.
Somebody ought to tell you that, Sergeant.
You look bad.
You ought to get more rest.
Sure.
Just like Eugene Jr. That's what he says, sure.
And he doesn't mean it either.
Now, what was it you wanted to see us about?
Well, I saw as McReynolds seems to have gone over it all already.
You wanted to review the case?
Well, I just wanted to make sure there were no doubts.
Oh, none whatever.
We told Sergeant McReynolds that, didn't we?
Yes, and he was so pleased about our memories.
He's such a nice gentleman.
Yep, he sure is.
Now, you are very observant, Mrs. Krantz.
He is a gentleman.
Oh, yes.
And such taste.
The way he dresses, do you notice that tie?
Oh, yes, indeed.
Now, I never could tie a bow tie myself, you know.
I can never wear one either.
Oh, but that one cost eight bucks.
Eight?
Well, it's real silk, you know.
I knew it was expensive.
You wouldn't think a cop could wear polka dots either, could you?
White polka dots on blue.
Personally, I like them.
I thought it looked quite masculine.
Oh, well, sure.
Well, I just want to thank you folks for coming in.
Well, it was a pleasure to see you again, to talk to you.
And goodbye, Mrs. Krantz.
Now, you keep on noticing things, huh?
It can be a big help.
Oh, I do, I do.
Goodbye, sir.
Goodbye, goodbye.
Goodbye.
Hello there.
You here every night?
Is there a law against it?
Alone?
Doesn't it look like it?
Expecting anyone?
I don't know.
Do you have to ask questions?
No, just curious.
How does it happen you're here so often, Mr. McReynolds?
Oh, I get around.
Oh, hello, Mac.
Just passing.
Well, I'll see you around, huh?
Listen, did you see the Krantzes?
Yeah, I saw them, but Mac got there first.
What does that mean?
I'm not sure.
When I walked in, he seemed to be briefing them on their story.
And they were being so positive about Palika,
and he was complimenting them on their memories.
Oh, you couldn't break them down, then.
I didn't try to break them down, Ellen.
I tried something else.
Ellen, I know we're right now.
They were so positive, they couldn't be shaken.
So then I started to talk to them about the tie
that Mac was wearing.
And they agreed with me that it was a bow tie,
blue with white polka dot.
Well, you just saw it now.
I didn't notice it.
It's a plain brown four-in-hand, of course.
These Krantzes, you can tell them anything
if you're positive enough.
Mrs. Sawyer was positive it was Palika,
so they agree with her.
But then Paul would get it.
But you can't build a case on a mythical bow tie, Ellen.
You can't.
Oh, well, I'll go out and get us some magazines, huh?
All right.
Wait here.
Yeah.
Watch your step, buddy.
Sorry.
Take a shot, man.
Hello.
Where's your boyfriend tonight?
The unsocial one, I mean.
Oh, he'll be dropping around any minute, I hope.
You know, I'll swear we met somewhere before.
I know you, but I can't think of it.
Do you know me?
No.
No, no, I don't know you.
It's just one of those things, I guess.
I guess you could call it that.
Yeah.
Now I know.
Now I remember where it was.
Oh, now, now, now, don't you go doing
anything you'll be sorry for.
It was Corky Snyder's wedding.
You were one of the bridesmaids.
Oh, no, I'm sorry.
It must have been someone else who looked like me.
It was positive.
Well, nice seeing you again.
We'll probably run into each other sometime.
You never can tell.
Yeah.
Well, I've got to be running along.
The little woman hates for me to be late.
So long.
Paul, going down there, that way, the man, that's him.
Come on.
Baby, I brought donuts.
Got coffee?
That's the man.
Coffee and donuts, are you sure?
Yes, that's him.
He didn't look any more like Palika than I do.
Paul, I never said he did.
It was the other man.
He was the one who was looking at me.
I never said he did.
It was the others who said it was Palika.
But that was what we wanted.
He would look enough like Palika so that we could have our children.
Paul, will you cut it out?
All right, I'll go myself.
You go around the corner.
I don't want him to see you.
Oh, sorry.
Thought it was the paperboy.
Police.
Sorry you caught me eating.
What's wrong?
My car parked on the wrong side of the street?
No, no, no, just, uh, there's some burglaries
around the neighborhood.
We, uh, just checking up.
Good idea.
Want some coffee?
No, thanks.
You live alone here?
No, me and my wife.
She's sleeping.
You always keep your doors good and locked?
Sure.
The wife, she's the nervous type.
Oh, well, it's good to be careful.
Yeah.
You.
All right, Mrs. Sawyer, no more phony hysterics.
He.
Yeah.
It was all his idea.
I should have guessed.
He had it all worked out.
I was afraid.
He made me do it.
Yeah, it almost worked, too.
You and your boyfriend had it all figured out, didn't you,
huh?
He shot your husband, and he grabbed a 10 spot
out of the cash register just to make it look good, huh?
And all you had to do was to go along with the crosses
on their big description and pick some poor sap like Palik
out of the lineup, huh?
I never wanted it, Father.
Only you never caught it on Ellen Morrison
and her ham sandwich, huh?
Otherwise, such a neat idea.
Neat enough to fool a young punk.
And an old cop like me, I should have guessed.
How did you get the idea?
I've been following you for a couple of days.
There are ways of doing things.
I'm glad I haven't forgotten them.
Yes, all right.
I would like to be with you when you go up to talk to Palika.
Sure, Mac.
I'll take care of these two.
Oh, uh, you have a friend waiting for you in the hall.
Huh?
Oh, yeah, I know.
I'll get the wagon.
Hey.
Now, what is this now, tears?
Paul, all right, Sergeant Cockburn,
let's not have any conquering hero routine.
Excuse me, Miss Morrison.
Oh, Paul, I, well, it's just that I want a little time
to investigate this character named Ellen Morrison
and see if I can't make a person out of her.
All right, OK, but just don't take too long,
because, well, I might have to come looking for you.
It's what I'm hoping for, Paul.
More than anything, I'm hoping that you'll
be more than anything else in this world.
I'm hoping for that.