- I'm not afraid to die. - That isn't it.
It's dying this way.
I didn't kill that guy, Jim.
You believe me.
Of course I believe you.
I wouldn't be here if I didn't.
We grew up together, David.
If there's one thing I know, it's that you didn't
kill a man in cold blood.
I've been praying.
Maybe you're the answer.
I can't promise anything, David.
There's so blasted little time.
Are you sure, are you sure you never met George Corley?
I never met him,
I-I never saw him, I never even heard of him.
He was already dead when I got to the house.
How did the murder gun get in your car?
Oh.
You're too much, Jimbo, old buddy.
Do you know how many times I've been asked that same question?
Take it easy. Easy.
I'm sorry, Jimbo.
Somebody must have planted it.
Louisa Rojas doesn't back up your story.
Yeah, Louisa.
It was a frame, from beginning to end,
and she was a part of it.
But why?
Jimbo,
is there any way out of this?
The only way out of here is to find out
who really killed George Corley
and we've only got 24 hours to do it.
Interesting face.
Mm.
Let me get right to the point.
I got you here so that we could move fast,
in case you decide that you wanna move at all.
The only thing at stake here is one man's life.
He happens to be a friend of mine.
We'll be improvising all along the way according...
Jim, we're wasting time. Understand, Barney.
This could be dangerous as anything I've put you through.
Jim, I... Willy, let me finish, please.
This problem is purely personal, it's mine.
None of you has to get involved at all.
Are you finished now?
Yes.
Good.
Jim,
not often, but sometimes, you talk too much.
With this lightweight steel,
there shouldn't be any weight problem.
It's a perfect match, Willy.
Jim? Hm?
Jim, what have you got on Corley himself?
Passport photo.
He was an Englishman living here in exile,
supposedly had an income.
He had a house here but spent a deal of time out of the country.
I haven't had a chance to go over his house yet.
Any post-mortem photos?
He was hit in the face with two .45-caliber slugs.
Where's the priest who usually visits the prisoners?
He's in the country. I've been able
to extend his holiday by one day, that's all.
Webster's girl, this, uh, Louisa Rojas.
Now, she's the only link we have with whoever's the real killer.
What if she doesn't give?
She's gotta give, Rollin.
I think that she'll react the way we want her to.
Poor Dave, he had quite a romance going with her
for a couple of months.
He thought she really liked him.
He made quite a mistake, didn't he?
A big one.
Jim, I brought this along. I think it'll do the trick.
It attaches just like a hearing aid.
Rollin?
Yeah, that'll...
That'll be just fine.
I'm going over to Corley's house and have a look around.
The bishop thought it most efficient
that Father Pasco go to his new post immediately.
Yes. Uh, I'm afraid
you'll find it very hard
to prepare Webster for his Maker.
I, myself, investigated this case from the beginning.
He's as guilty as sin.
I see.
But we must try.
Don't try too hard. The execution is at 9:00.
I will stand for no delay.
Diego, take them down.
Yes, Captain Barrera.
Thank you, captain.
Who is it?
Telephone repair.
Good morning. We are having a little trouble
with the trunk line in this area.
We are checking the telephones.
Could I trouble you to, uh...?
Help yourself.
Thank you.
We brought you a priest, Mr. Webster.
My son, you are of our faith, are you not?
I was born to it, Father.
It is almost time. Have you been praying?
I've tried.
Have you felt that sometimes your prayers have been answered?
Yes.
Yes, I have.
Would you like to talk with me?
Very much, Father.
Lieutenant,
we must have privacy.
We're friends.
Thank you.
Put those magnetized ends against the wall.
Just one here and two more down there.
Hurry it up.
Lieutenant.
He wishes to be alone for a few moments.
We will be close by, my son, should you need us.
Open it.
General alarm.
Travis, Jim Travis.
A bulletin has been issued
by the Government Police News Bureau
that condemned killer David Webster
has made a miraculous escape from his cell,
just hours before his scheduled execution.
Captain Vicente Barrera,
commandant of the federal prison,
said that there are no immediate clues
as to the whereabouts of Webster
or the method of his escape.
It is known that the police are also searching for two men
posing as priests, who visited Webster
shortly before his escape.
Where is it?
I'm not going to kill you.
I just want what was in that box.
- No trace of the priests. - I broadcast their description.
Yeah, what about the press?
I couldn't put them off.
They are waiting for your briefing.
Briefing?
And what will I tell them, lieutenant?
What will I tell them that doesn't make us
look like, uh... Look like idiots?
This, my friend, is it.
I do not believe it.
Webster told you where he hid the crown.
Sorry.
I want it.
Come on, fellas. You can beat on me all day long
and I can't tell you anything about any crown.
I'm a private investigator from the States.
I came here trying to find some evidence
that might help Webster.
Now he's escaped.
Was he trying to pull something on me?
I don't like being played for a sucker.
Will Webster contact you, now that he has escaped?
Probably.
Suppose I tell you a secret about your friend Webster.
Are you prepared to do business?
Go.
Webster killed George Corley
for a piece of jewelry worth $10 million.
What, this, uh... This crown thing?
This "crown thing"
was worn by the Empress Theodora in the fifth century.
Six months ago,
it was stolen from the Athens state museum
by George Corley.
Webster has it or knows where it is.
That is why we were watching this house.
We were certain that he would send someone here for it
before he died.
Oh, so, uh, you're thinking
that if he contacts me,
you want me to finger him for you.
Exactly.
All right.
You got yourself a deal.
Mr., uh...?
Constantine.
Edmund Constantine.
Greek, huh?
Do not try to double-cross me.
One, two, three, four.
I had a lot of trouble with the nose.
No, no, that's fine. Fine, Rollin.
So we know Corley was killed for the crown.
The next question is, who did it?
That's the question you have to ask Louisa.
Who is it?
The police.
Agh...!
Don't scream, Louisa.
What do you want?
Just information, Louisa.
The truth.
Yes, David, I'll tell you anything.
Why did you tell the police you didn't know me?
I was frightened.
I didn't want to get mixed up in it.
I didn't think it would matter.
Louisa, of course you knew it mattered.
Without you to back me up, I had no reason
to be at George Corley's house, you knew that.
Why did you send me there?
Why? You know why.
Corley had some work for you to do.
You needed the money. ROLLIN: Louisa.
You knew he'd be dead when I got there.
Oh, no, David, no.
I swear it.
You wanna die, don't you?
Let go of me!
Don't touch me.
I hated it every time you came near me.
Then there was someone else, wasn't there, Louisa?
The man you're trying to protect,
the man with the crown.
Who is he, Louisa?
I don't know what you're talking about.
The Greek crown, Louisa.
Go ahead, shoot me.
- I don't know anything. - I don't know anything.
I would. I'd kill you, Louisa.
But first, you're going to tell me
about the man with the crown.
I'll be back.
Thank God you're there.
I told you not to call me.
It's dangerous and unnecessary.
He was here.
Webster.
He ran because he heard police sirens.
But he'll be back. We've got to go now.
Calm down, Louisa.
You're hysterical.
I'm, huh, not ready yet.
But you don't understand.
He knows about the crown. I'm so frightened.
If he comes back, I don't know what I'll do.
All right, Louisa.
You come over here and we'll talk.
Take the back.
Louisa.
What did you tell Webster?
Nothing.
What makes you think he knows about the crown?
He said so. He said that, all the time we were together,
there was someone else, the man with the crown.
But he doesn't know who that man was, hm?
How could he?
But if he knows about the crown, then so does the police.
Darling, we've got to get out of the country now.
No, Louisa, not yet.
But why? My face.
There's still so much to be done.
It is unfair of you.
I did everything you asked of me.
I helped you plan it.
I provided a scapegoat.
Now I'm the one that's in danger.
Just give me my share so I can go.
We can meet in Paris.
There's no share to give you, Louisa.
Not until the crown is disposed of.
But I don't trust myself.
Don't you understand?
Yes, Louisa.
I'm afraid I do understand.
What are you going to do?
You can't trust yourself.
How do you expect me to trust you?
No.
Jim.
Aaagh!
George.
Why did you kill me?
Don't try to talk.
I loved you.
She's dead.
So is he.
Jim.
His name is Arthur Warner.
She called him George.
Brown contact lens, but his eyes were really blue.
George Corley's eyes were blue.
Willy, let's have a look around.
Jim.
It's crushproof.
How much heat will it take?
Up to and including an acetylene torch.
Heh.
How about the car?
It'll be ready.
Jim, how far along was the plastic surgery?
Well, I only got a glimpse of him as he went over the rail.
His own brother wouldn't have known him.
He was completely different. Completely.
But that doesn't make any difference,
because you have to look like this,
the George Corley everyone knew.
Jim, what if you go to Barrera and tell him what you think?
What have we got to show him?
A body that, even if there hadn't been plastic surgery,
could never be identified after that fall?
No, Barrera staked his whole reputation
on convicting Webster,
and won't back down unless he has to.
Twenty/400, right, 20/450, left.
The same as the contact lenses.
Your credentials, please, Mr. Travis.
Of course.
Hm.
The lieutenant says your business
concerns the Webster case.
Yes, the Webster-Corley case,
and a piece of jewelry my company insured for $10 million.
So you can see what a sensation it caused in Athens.
Yes, well,
my knowledge of Greek is very limited.
Well, we're certain
that the thief who stole the crown from the museum
is George Corley.
What?
Yes, that's right, George Corley.
And the crown was the motive for his murder.
David Webster killed Corley.
If the crown was the motive,
then Webster probably has it.
Ah, that's exactly what my company thinks.
Now, captain, I'd like your permission to let it be known
that I'm willing to pay $1 million
for the return of that crown.
No questions asked.
I think Webster will bite.
Now, the advantages to you are obvious.
And once I get the crown back,
I don't care what you do to Webster.
And you will keep us informed of any contacts that are made?
Of course.
Very well. You have my permission.
Thank you, captain. You won't regret it. Lieutenant.
He is interested in his crown,
not our fugitive, Diego.
Have his phone tapped
and his room wired.
And keep him under close surveillance.
And I want a complete report on anyone who contacts him.
Come in, please.
Close the door, Tom.
Sit down, Mr. Travis.
You lied to me.
It is everywhere that you are an insurance investigator.
You found out about that.
Well, I was afraid to level with you out at Corley's house.
But I said we'd do business and I mean it.
How can we do business, Mr. Travis?
When I get the crown, we split $10 million.
And your insurance company?
Well, they have their problems and I have mine.
You are a very untrustworthy man,
Mr. Travis.
I think Tom and I
will make ourselves comfortable here for a while.
If you are contacted about the crown,
we want to know about it personally.
Come over here and we'll talk.
All right, Louisa, come over here and we'll talk.
Capitán, these are certainly not Webster's.
How's it coming, Barney?
Everything's finished but the gearshift control.
Right eye, 20/400,
left, 20/450.
I cannot help remembering, captain.
The prescription is identical
to the glasses we found next to George Corley's body.
Yes, what about it?
Well, it is an unusual prescription, captain.
The frames are identical to the ones worn by George Corley
in the passport photograph.
Hello.
Are you still interested in the, uh, piece, Mr. Travis?
Yes, yes, I'm interested.
Do you have cash?
- I have a bank draft. - Good enough.
Just outside your door
is the afternoon newspaper.
If you will get it, please.
The voice. The accent.
I've got the paper.
Turn to page two.
You'll find instructions there for a meeting place.
Yes, I see it.
Who is this?
Never mind, Mr. Travis.
Do you wish to meet me there or don't you?
Yes, of course I do.
How soon can you leave? Fifteen minutes.
Burn the instructions.
If you're followed, you will never see me or the crown.
That was George Corley.
Corley? Corley's dead.
No.
He wanted us to think he was dead.
He knew we would kill him if we ever could.
This way he... He can escape us forever,
he thinks. Nobody hunts a dead man.
But he was found dead, right there in his own house.
Who was found?
A corpse nobody could recognize.
C... Could be anyone.
That's an interesting theory, Constantine.
I can check that out this afternoon.
No, no, not you, Travis.
No, the crown belongs to me.
I financed Corley. I brought him to Athens.
He double-crossed me.
Killing him would give me the greatest pleasure.
Uh, Captain Barrera's office, urgent.
Don't turn around.
Drop your guns and raise your hands.
It is Corley.
Quickly.
If the crown is there,
I hope there's something left of it.
What are you carrying, Diego?
Could be the crown.
Is Corley dead?
Quite.
Careful.
As you can see, undamaged.
Well, congratulations, captain.
This should make a great story for the press.
You not only recovered the crown, but you saved a life.
Saved a life?
Yes, Webster, the American.
He couldn't very well have killed Corley.
No, of course not. A mistake.
A sad mistake. Corley must have planned all this.
Now I just have to find out who he killed.
You can take possession of the crown this afternoon.
There'll be some papers to sign first.
Thank you, captain.
Guard?
Do you have any cigarettes?
I seem to have run out.