May I have a cigarette?
Thank you.
You should have been at the races Saturday.
Honestly, you will just die when I tell you about it.
Don't bother about a match. Cigarettes last so much longer when not lighted.
Oh, don't stop, Kay. ─ We could listen forever.
We practically did.
Oh my dear, what is that darling little number? It isn't exactly new, is it.
Hardly. It's the first piece I ever learned to play all the way through.
It's still my favourite.
It's great how the way you play it. ─ I love Chopin.
Cigarette, Kay?
No thanks Bob, I'll stick to my own. Want to try one?
What are these?
M A R I C H. Marich? Never heard of them.
For free.
An old friend of Dad's who lives in Cairo sent them to me.
And when she wants a light, it practically starts a prairie fire.
Pardon me, Miss Kerrigan. The telephone. ─ Thanks, Martin. I'll be right back.
"Yeah. It is the city morgue. Think you can identify a body?"
I'll be right there.
Yes, that's my sister.
Why, good evening Miss Kerrigan.
This is a pleasant surprise.
You haven't been up here before, have you?
No, of course not.
I would have remembered it if you had. That's a mortal cinch.
These things that happen unexpectedly are always so much ..
They found my sister's body in the bay.
What?
Oh, that's horrible.
I can't believe it.
She was so young and so lovely.
How did it happen? ─ You know how.
But she couldn't do that. She was too alive.
She did. Technically, it was suicide.
Actually, it was murder.
Now look here, Kay. It's natural for you to be upset but ..
And you murdered her.
I haven't seen your sister for weeks.
So that's why she was so pale and silent.
As lifeless as she was on the slab.
The bay must have been a relief.
That's not true, Kay. It was never serious.
Hers was just a phase, a passing infatuation.
With a man whose father's money can protect him from anything.
Oh, I know. Your name won't even appear in print.
And if she left any letters they will mysteriously vanish.
There mustn't be any evidence to soil the name of Thomas Bruhme the 2nd.
Let's skip the melodrama, shall we?
Let me give you something to snap you out of it. A drink. You could use one.
The only thing I could use right now would be .. a gun.
On you.
That's not a bad idea. At least, it might make you realize what you're saying.
And it wouldn't be murder. It would be execution.
Perhaps my father's money can protect me.
At least it's no use to me now, is it?
So, I'll tell you this. I'm sorry, genuinely sorry.
But I feel no responsibility.
Your sister knew what she was doing. Her eyes were wide open.
Marich cigarettes. I see.
And even her gloves.
Everything here but a signed confession that she did it.
Death from a bullet wound at the base of the skull.
Don't give it another thought, doctor.
I'll have the Kerrigan woman inside of an hour.
Give me the radio room.
[ Police radio ] "Be on the lookout for small, tan roadster."
"License number 6624."
"Driven by young woman known as Kay Kerrigan."
"Blond. Age 25. Height 5 feet, 3 inches."
"Attention, all cars."
"Be on the lookout for a woman known as Kay Kerrigan."
"Wanted for the murder of Thomas Bruhme the 2nd."
"Wearing silver fox coat."
"Blond. Age - 25. Height - 5 feet 3 inches."
"Approximate weight - 105 pounds."
Hello, chief? Blodgett.
Well, she saw we had her cornered, so she committed suicide.
Kay Kerrigan is a corpse at the bottom of the sea. I saw it with my own eyes.
And the case is irrevocably closed.
Yeah.
There you are, that's lovely. Just under two hours.
It is lovely. What an improvement.
Goodbye, Kay Kerrigan.
Good luck, Mary Holden.
But you said it would only cost sixty dollars.
Seventy-five dollars ain't asking too much for a good British passport.
Especially, when you really need it.
Oh well, of course, if you don't .. ─ No, no. I'll take it.
Pawned at Islands Loan Company, Honolulu.
By young woman giving name of Martha Bailey.
Designed for Miss Kay Kerrigan, San Francisco, 1929.
So.
Kay Kerrigan is a corpse at the bottom of the bay, huh?
And you are detectives?
How do you know that Kerrigan did commit the murder?
The woman is obviously lacking in moral fortitude.
She was in a man's apartment in violation of ordinance number 693.
It may seem strange to you, but Colonel Bruhme loved his son.
So .. Colonel Bruhme convicted Kerrigan.
So .. Colonel Bruhme's newspapers convicted Kerrigan.
Consequently, every citizen in San Francisco wants her.
Now.
Well, they're going to get her soon, or they'll be a shake-up.
I have no intention of jeopardizing my position for a lot of incompetents.
Commissioner, that's a routine matter now we know where she is.
Yes, and I suppose she'll wait for us.
When she leaves Hawaii, she'll be out of American territory.
We've got to have someone to go after her. ─ Why don't you send Faulkiner?
Now we're getting somewhere.
There isn't a more upright law enforcement officer in the land that George Faulkiner.
Faulkiner. Faulkiner is in Europe on a smuggling case.
Well.
I would be very happy to undertake the mission myself if ..
There is not one of you.
Not one that could trail a puppy with muddy feet across a white bedspread.
There is not a man in the department.
I have it. Sam Wye.
Wye? ─ If that's a girl, he'll get her.
It's only been six months since you fired him off the force.
Yes, I've had plenty of occasion to regret that.
Anyhow, it wasn't his fault.
How was he to know she was the Sheriff's daughter?
But Commissioner, Wye is not dependable.
He'll find her, but if she's pretty .. ─ Yes, yes. I know. That is unfortunate.
But sooner or later, no matter how attractive she is, he'll bring her back.
Get him in here.
Commissioner, I'm warning you. Why will double-cross you.
I'm not concerned about Wye's morals or his methods.
I am concerned about his ability. He always gets whoever he goes after.
And he won't double-cross me, Blodgett, because you're going along to watch him.
Me? ─ You.
Get the Wye Investigation Service.
Yeah.
[ Telephone ]
A person can't have a minute's privacy around here.
Samuel Wye Investigation Service.
Whom is speaking, please?
Just a moment. I will see if I can ascertain his whereabouts.
Mr Wye?
"Mr Wye?"
"Mr Wye?" ─ Yep?
You're wanted on the telephone. ─ Sorry, I'm in conference.
You know ..
This happens only once to a man.
Only once may he .. he reach up his hand.
And touch the stars.
At first I .. I thought I'd dreamed you.
Help me to understand that I'm ..
That I'm not dreaming.
Take me to ..
To walk with you ..
Among the stars.
[ Buzzer ]
Mr Wye for you, Mr Commissioner.
Hello.
Who?
Yeah.
Yeah, sure.
Yeah, I guess so.
Sure .. sure ..
"Yeah, Kerrigan was seen in Honolulu. Okay, come over and see me right away."
Sure. Right away.
Sam, where are you going?
China, honey. Hold everything until I get back.
You can hang up. There's nothing more you shouldn't hear.
Sam, do you really think Kerrigan murdered him?
I don't try them. I find them.
I've always wanted to go around the world.
Must be a lot of undeveloped territory out there.
Yes. It's a nice assignment for us.
Oh no, I'm going solo.
You leave me here to starve, the rent and the payments on the office furniture?
No you don't! ─ Listen, Jean, honey.
You don't think I'm leaving you because I want to, do you? ─ Hmm!
Don't you know that going away from you is ..
Is one of the hardest things I've ever had to face.
Don't you .. don't you know that, Jean?
Don't you?
Oh, Sammy.
Don't forget to stall my tailor, too.
You big heel!
Small, slender .. and blond, eh?
Any other identification? ─ Yeah.
Well.
Yeah, I see what you mean.
I'll keep this for identification purposes.
Say, I'm not sending you as a delegate to an international love congress.
This is business.
And just to keep it business, I'm sending Blodgett along to watch you.
Blodgett? ─ Blodgett.
Well, tell him to dust off his binoculars as we're leaving tomorrow for Honolulu.
This happens only once to a man.
Only once may he reach up his hand ..
Go on .. I want to hear all about your business.
I've always been interested. Not professionally.
What does a man want to know about a beauty parlour for?
Well it's interesting.
A girl goes in with no eyelashes and comes out looking like Minnie Mouse.
A grandmother goes in, comes out and skips off to kindergarten.
A blond goes in. Out comes a brunette. It's as easy as that.
Not easy. Three hours hard work to make a blond into a brunette.
We did one in two hours last week.
A rush order, huh? ─ Yes, she was catching a boat to Japan.
She was a beautiful brunette.
Shush. Don't say anything about your art to Blodgett. He believes in nature.
Any luck, Bloggo? ─ Not bad.
A small, blond woman sailed four days ago for New Zealand.
Did she smoke Marichs?
Well, they said she didn't do any smoking in public. But that doesn't discourage me.
Once a person acquires a cigarette habit, it's bound to come out.
She claimed to be a missionary.
But it's obvious to me that it's Kerrigan. In disguise.
You've done a remarkable piece of work.
Just sheer deduction.
Well, when do you leave for New Zealand? ─ Tomorrow.
Yeah, but we're going by way of Japan.
You honour my humble place of business.
Why Madame, it's a pleasure.
With the utmost humility, I report failure.
Failure? The Saki is superb and the girls are ..
Here is looking at you. No hardship, either.
For many years I conduct a theatrical agency.
But never before anyone ask for Western girl piano-player.
It is so strange in the East. ─ I don't want her just for the East.
See, if I find the right girl, I expect to take her back with me to San Francisco.
Oh, you should have come sooner. I talk to my honourable competitor in Kyoto.
He telling me a girl of your race there last week look for work. She play well.
Is she .. is she still around?
No. No job. She go Shanghai.
Shanghai, huh?
That's show business for you.
Hey, hey, hey. Right over there, across the square.
There's my singer, now.
Don't say anything to him about this. He will be terribly disappointed.
Hiya Mr Bloggo.
Looking for a blond to say hello to?
Now look here, Sam. This is no place for us to be.
A girl just stopped me outside.
My secretary. She think you seek position.
I got a position already and I intend to maintain its dignity.
Come on out of here Sam, before you lower our standards any further.
This isn't getting you anywhere.
You know .. I have a hunch that even Faulkiner might disagree with you.
George Faulkiner is a very fine character.
And what's furthermore, he'd be on his way to New Zealand right now.
Yeah, well we're going to reverse Faulkiner's method.
We're on our way to Shanghai.
Hey, hey, hey. There's another tobacco shop.
Pall Malls.
I'm sorry. ─ That's alright, ma'am.
No cigarettes for me. I never use tobacco. It dulls the mind.
The law.
Has there been a young woman around here lately asking for Marich cigarettes?
Marich? Why yes, last week. But we don't carry them.
Was she about this size and a blond. You know, with blond hair?
Yes. I said we would order them for her, but she was going away.
And I'll tell you where. New Zealand.
Chop, chop, chop, chop.
You see. That's the one I mean. ─ Sure, we've got it.
But you played the last part wrong. ─ That's why I want the music.
That's a hard one to get straight. ─ Not so hard.
A girl came in last week. She played it very well.
The Chinese like Chopin, eh? ─ Oh, she wasn't a Chinese girl.
She said she was English.
She wanted a job, but there wasn't one.
Oh .. an English girl, huh?
The British Consulate. Chop, chop.
We may have to try all the consulates, so ..
We'll just be patient, my little cherry blossom.
No, no. That was Japan.
Now listen, Sam. This isn't in the best traditions of the force.
This party doesn't even smoke.
I like to see a lady that doesn't indulge.
She's just coming to the dock with us. She's crazy about steamboats.
Where are we going? ─ Over to Saigon and Indochina.
Indochina? ─ Yeah.
But Kerrigan's gone to New Zealand. I verified it.
Well, then. She'll wait there for us.
In the meantime?
[ Singing ] "Nothing could be finer than to be in Indochina in the morning."
Boo!
Oh well. We might as well drink.
Hey Sam. Sam!
I got her, Sam. I got Kerrigan.
I trapped her red-handed in the lobby smoking a Marich.
And furthermore, I grabbed her luggage just in case we want to go through it.
Good for you, Charlie.
Well .. pardon me, ladies.
Business after pleasure. You know.
I put her in my room.
I thought that in the case of trapping a murderess we could defy the conventions.
Take it easy.
She may show fighting.
There.
Ah .. Doctor Livingstone, I presume?
Will you kindly do me the courtesy of telling this love you-head whom I am?
I beg your pardon. I thought you had met.
Dr Livingstone, allow me to introduce Mr Blodgett. Mr Blodgett - Dr Livingstone.
An old friend of mine from San Francisco.
You might as well unleash her. She's nice but she's not Kerrigan.
She was smoking a Marich.
Well, naturally. I was aware if I kept smoking Marichs, you'd find me.
And of course, I'd find Sam.
Hmm.
Very nice. She's nothing but a red herring.
Well .. all of these events prove just one thing to me.
Kerrigan is in New Zealand.
How did you find out about the Marichs?
Oh, you don't think you're the only friend I've got on the Police force.
No, no. How was the Marine Corps when you left?
Off on a cruise.
You know how it is.
One gets so lonely when you are alone.
You're pretty far from home aren't you? ─ Oh, I've always wanted to see the world.
I've heard so much about it. ─ Yeah. There's been a lot of talk.
And this is just a sightseeing trip.
Really? I thought I was getting into rather a rut at home.
No-one happened to offer rather a reward for Kay Kerrigan, did they?
A reward? Not that I know of.
Now there you go talking shop. You haven't changed a bit, Sam.
Oh yes I have, Jean.
At least I've ..
I've found out a lot of things.
You know, sometimes you ..
You have to go away from home to find out who you really miss.
Me .. I've missed you, Jean.
Oh, Sam! ─ Jeanie, you know it.
Your coming here today is the loveliest thing that's ever happened to me.
Oh, Sammy!
How much was it, Jeanie?
A hundred thousand.
How much was what?
I've been in a fool's paradise.
I thought you'd come all this way because you ..
No good dreaming.
Goodbye, little Jeanie. Sorry it turned out this way.
We might have made such wonderful music together.
Sammy! Where are you going?
Out of your way, Jean.
Don't you see?
I dreamed of us working on this together.
Sharing the reward. Going home together.
And then ..
Well.
Who knows? ─ Wait.
Oh, you were right. You got to believe me. I came all this way just to tell you.
Old man Bruhme's offered a hundred grand for Kerrigan and I know where Kerrigan is.
You sure?
Absolutely. A British passport under the name of Mary Holden.
Mary Holden? ─ Yep.
And you're right so far.
And she's booked on the steamer "Hanoi" sailing to Singapore 2:30 this afternoon.
Jeanie, don't try to be a detective.
You're too sweet and feminine.
I checked the Consulate and the Steamship office. Even the guy who took her trunk.
That steamer to Singapore is a blind.
Kerrigan is on her way to a village in the interior.
The Police there will hold her until we pick her up.
All we do is hire a couple of horses. And ride after her through the jungle.
Oh.
We're going horseback riding through the jungle?
Sure. Why, you aren't afraid of ..
Snakes and tigers are you?
No. No, I'm not afraid.
I'm just allergic to them. Tigers give me hay fever.
I tell you what. I'll stay here and take a shower and sort-of rest.
While you go get her.
Well, maybe that is the best idea.
It was just selfish of me wanting to take you with me out in that hot jungle.
I'll be back before you even know I'm gone.
I'll know you've gone, Sammy. ─ Well .. you may at that.
Come on, Philo. We're catching the boat for Singapore.
I haven't got my things packed.
The manager will forward our stuff. ─ What about my pyjamas?
They never use them in Singapore.
Mr Wye leave this for Missy Hutchins. ─ Oh.
Oh, thank you.
It probably means he's been delayed.
A gentleman like him is always being detained.
"Dear Mr Hotel Manager."
"I am leaving in great haste."
"If you present this to my secretary I'm sure she'll be delighted to pay for me."
"She will be delighted to pay for me .."
Hmm.
So I said "reach for the ceiling".
Believe me, if they had been the guilty parties ..
I'd have had the goods on them right then and there.
Well sir, the Chief got wind of it.
And I guess the rest is history.
Timely too, because only the preceding week ..
I'd notified the department that my feet wouldn't stand the pounding anymore.
Come on in.
How do you like my arrangement?
You're playing of Chopin was pretty nice, too.
Oh, he was alright in his day.
After all these ..
Hello.
My name is "Sam".
Mine is "Mary".
Do you mind .. if I show you how it ends?
I hope I know how it ends.
I think it is only fair to present Chopin's side of the argument, too.
I need this. ─ Oh.
Now, what am I expected to do?
Turn the other cheek.
Goodbye. ─ You know, I hate that expression.
I'm afraid it's what you always say when you are leaving somebody.
If you didn't leave, you won't have to say it.
I must. Goodbye. ─ Ah ..
You've got it again. ─ Yeah, I need it this time.
Goodbye.
See you tomorrow? ─ It's a very small boat.
Oh, what about the day after tomorrow?
It's a small world.
I don't understand your method, Sam.
You are wasting your time.
Well, that's one man's opinion.
Why, she don't even look like the girl we're after.
She looks like a girl that I've been after for a long time.
[ Blodgett ] "I tell you Sam, with all the evidence pointing towards New Zealand .."
"There is no logic in dissipating our energies here in Singapore."
This happens only once to a man.
Only once may he reach up his hand.
And touch the stars.
That, I believe was known as "a line".
Oh .. do you ..
Yes, I'm afraid it is.
You read it perfectly. You must have rehearsed it a lot.
I have. On every possible occasion.
I'm a terrible egoist. ─ How do you mean?
Well, I always hoped .. that when I was ready to listen, it wouldn't be "a line".
Or anyway, it would be a line tailor-made for the occasion.
It should be.
Not only tailor made, but ..
Brand-new shiny words .. freshly minted.
Bright words that nobody has ever touched before.
That's "a line", too.
A new one, but it's a line.
Well, I suppose you can't be blamed for sticking to proven methods.
Will I ever learn?
I used a line when I sold papers south of the slot, in San Francisco.
I used a line when I got my first job.
Everything I got, I got by knowing when to turn it on.
And off. ─ That's right.
I'm turning it off now.
I hope it's the right time.
Does that make it sure?
It should. You see, where I was .. brought up.
The kids didn't go for prayer. That was for softies, so I never learned any.
And that is my way of praying ..
When I want something that's going to be beyond my power to get.
You've been really honest with me, haven't you.
Completely.
In the last few minutes. ─ I can't be any less with you.
There is something I have got to tell you.
It isn't going to be easy, but I must. ─ Oh no. No, you mustn't.
Because I don't want to hear it. If it's unpleasant, I won't listen.
We've got a grand day coming up.
You'd be surprised how much I like my sunshine without clouds.
You know, I .. I've got an interesting proposition to make to you.
I'll help you off with your boots, if you'll buy me a drink.
Sold.
You know, you drive a hard bargain, lady.
Two drinks is barely a living wage for this work.
I'm sorry. Rest a while. Jeanette will help me when she comes back.
Jeanette? Aren't you travelling alone?
I was .. but this poor kid was in an awful jam.
Her mother and father were missionaries.
They died in a cholera plague and she was left stranded.
So, what would you do?
Hello. ─ Oh, you're back, Jeanette?
Jeanette, this is Sam.
Hmm.
How do you do? ─ How do you do.
We were just saying what a frightful thing cholera is.
There are worst things.
Thanks. You certainly earned your wages. ─ Uhuh.
I'll change my clothes and Jeanette, order Sam anything he wants, will you?
May I order you a case of smallpox?
Jeanie .. am I glad to see you.
What's the matter? You want another hotel bill paid?
Oh, you'll get a cheque for that next month.
All that matters now is ..
I've found you.
Oh, no you don't. ─ Jeanette!
Can you come here a minute? ─ Coming, Dearie.
Listen, bloodhound. I know that girl is Kerrigan.
A woman's intuition is a wonderful thing.
And so is a hundred thousand dollars. Hmm.
Any luck? ─ No.
You couldn't pawn it? ─ They just kind-of laughed.
You see Dearie, this is the place where pearls start from.
Oh ..
Are things as tough as that?
Things are as tough as that.
But don't you worry, Jeanette. You'll be alright as long as this lasts.
Gee, that makes me feel just dandy.
Hey, maybe you'll win at the races today. Sometimes people do.
You know, I think I will.
I have a feeling Sam is good luck for me.
Hiya. ─ Hello, Sam.
Remember, August. No gambling.
He who games is villain of his wealth, his time, his liberty, his health.
You know I never gamble.
I'm only interested in the types you see.
What's more, gambling is not in accordance with the best traditions of womanhood.
Would you like to see your sister betting on a horse?
My sister is a horse.
I'll get the tickets and be right back.
I can't dull my faculties with a lot of loose living.
A detective has got to be as clean as a hound's tooth, all the time.
You are a ...?
The San Francisco force.
An insignia I'm proud to wear, Miss Holden.
Yes .. I'm sure you are.
Come on in and be lucky. ─ I've got to be.
I've got a hot tip for you, Elmer.
My sister is entered in this race.
[ Tannoy ] "And ladies and gentlemen, here they come around the bend."
I just knew you would bring me luck.
No, no. The last race is the big one. Never stop while you're hot.
The first rule of gambling.
Well, everything you have done so far has been right.
That, Miss Holden, is the story of my life.
Come on, let's look them over.
Here's a horse I like the name of: "Vanishing Lady".
Vanishing Lady? ─ On the nose.
Oh .. you sure this is a good idea?
Give her all I've got, and I've a hunch she'll do as much for me.
She'd be a fool if she didn't.
Miss Holden is a refined type.
I admire refinement in a lady.
I'm crazy after refinement myself.
Hey Mack, fill them up.
You know, Doctor Livingstone, my mind is trained to notice things. ─ Uhuh.
And the first time I saw you, I spotted you for a woman of the world.
Oh .. you noticed that?
I don't miss much. ─ Oh ..
You know, I like a man who's observant of what's doing.
Your Planter's punch, Miss.
Is that an alcoholic beverage, Doctor?
A Planter's punch? It has a dash of rum in it.
For my blood pressure.
Oh, for medicinal purposes? Well that doesn't count.
Hmm.
Come on, it's the last race. ─ No, no. Allow me.
Aren't you hot in those clothes? Why don't you wear white?
I never like to appear conspicuous, Doctor.
Mint? May be a little heavy for you. Double strength.
I can't see the numbers.
Vanishing Lady?
She's diagonal stripes, black and white.
[ Tannoy ] "Vanishing Lady, the favourite, is a little restless."
Why, I see.
Ah, she doesn't want to come up to the barrier.
Poor girl. She's nervous, too.
"And they're off!"
"Vanishing Lady got a bad start."
Who is that horrible big horse out in front?
That is "Sahib", a long shot.
"Vanishing Lady is starting to pull up on the outside."
Look at Vanishing Lady! She's coming up.
Look at her. Look at her. Oh, come on!
Come on, come on!
Come on Vanishing Lady. Come on!
Come on, come on Vanishing Lady.
Come on, come on, come on!
"And here they come around the bend. It's a two-horse race."
Come on, come on. Please don't stop now.
"But wait!"
"Well, Vanishing Lady is out of it, now."
"It is all Sahib by five lengths and the race is over."
"Sahib, the longest shot in the race wins through to pay his backers a big price."
"Blue Jay, second. Golden Boy, third. And Punjab fourth."
Well, I guess that's that. ─ Not quite that.
You see, I switched your bet to Sahib.
You did?
And ..
For a few seconds there, I ..
I died very quietly.
I don't know what to do in a case like this.
Can I .. can I send you flowers?
Or anything?
Hold the phone. I'll be right over.
You can ..
See the Southern Cross from my room at night.
Oh, a room with a Southern Cross exposure? Hmm. Hmm.
Hmm. Yeah.
Well it's a beautiful cluster of stars. Just fashioned for tropic lovers.
I'll show it to you tonight. We'll have dinner. Just the two of us.
Couldn't you arrange for a hidden orchestra?
We'll steal the violins and throw them at the stars. If I hit one, can I have it?
You can have them all. The whole southern sky.
Me, I'd like to polish the Universe darling, and lay it at your feet.
You've already put a high polish on providence.
It's been a wonderful day for me, Sam.
The first in ages.
It isn't over yet, you know.
You see, the days in Singapore ..
Are 24 hours long. ─ Darling.
[ Door knocks ]
Hello. ─ Why, Jean.
I am not.
Those Planter's punches are practically nothing but fruit juice.
Oh .. refreshments. ─ Oh no, no.
This is for Miss Holden's blood pressure.
Now, what about a little rickshaw ride? A little air? Do you a lot of good, huh?
Oh .. you're trying to get rid of me, eh?
Why should I care?
You're giving her a little party, eh.
Three is a crowd. I get it, I get it, I get it.
Miss Holden .. aha!
So that's ..
So that's why you had me there.
Why did you give her the money at the racetrack?
She won it.
Then why didn't you give her all of it?
I saw you put half the winnings in your pocket.
The girl with the camera eye.
Now I can pay you for that hotel bill. How much do I owe you?
Fifty thousand dollars.
The fruit juice has gone to your head.
I get half of that reward. ─ Of course you do, Jeanie.
We split it as soon as we catch up with Kerrigan.
Oh stop that. You know as well as I do Holden is Kerrigan.
Look, Jeanie. I hadn't meant to tell you this soon.
But I think you've got the right to know.
Kerrigan is in New Zealand.
Running a shooting-gallery. ─ Uhuh? Then, who's this?
Buffalo Bill? Even Blodgett will recognize her from that.
And if you don't play ball, mastermind.
That reward will be split between he and I.
You are right, Jeanie. I know she's Kerrigan.
You see, I .. I don't work like other people.
You're giving me information.
From now on, everything is going to be different.
And .. when we get that reward.
Then back to San Francisco.
Uhuh?
You can't blame me for dreaming, Jeanie.
Oh, Sammy .. ─ Here she is, now.
Out this way. ─ I don't want to go.
I don't want to ..
You just remember, that I'm in here pitching for us every minute.
[ Door knocks ]
I breathe again.
Is breathing such an event in your life?
How can I impress you when ..
When you don't make the right answers.
What answers would you like me to make?
"Yes" to everything.
Yes?
Yes.
I'm sorry, I almost forgot.
A little surprise I have for you.
Would you wait here a minute for me?
I won't move. I won't even breathe until you come back.
Hey, that's my story.
I'll see you in a minute.
And I really will think of you while I'm gone.
Send that straight. Right away. ─ Immediately, sir.
Mr Wye wanted me to check the telegram you just sent to the San Francisco Police.
Wye?
Oh, certainly Miss Hutchins.
Ahh ..
Mr Wye's room.
Well, ring again.
Hello Dearie. This is Jeanette.
Now listen, you got to listen to me. This is vital.
Oh!
Start packing.
I've been away for 25 years but you look just as beautiful as ..
Sure, Sam is a detective. Everybody is a detective.
Even Blodgett pretends he's a detective.
And you?
If I was, I'd have nabbed you long ago.
There's a hundred thousand dollars on your head.
So that's all he wanted .. the money.
Oh Dearie, I wouldn't say that was all he wanted.
Well, he's not going to find me.
I'll get away, some way. ─ No, you won't. He'll get you.
He's a terrible heel, but he's awful good at finding people.
When we get to Ceylon, I won't stay in Colombo. I'll hide back in the hills.
He'll find you.
That's why I've got to stick with you to save you from him.
And then there is my half of the reward.
Yes .. there is that.
Oh, you are probably right. He'll find me.
Oh no he won't.
He doesn't deserve any reward.
It's a man's world. That's what it is.
Well, he's not going to get any reward.
Nobody is going to get any reward.
I'm going to help you get away.
Jeanie ..
I'm going to help you get away.
What's the matter?
Oh ..
It's a too-beautiful gesture giving up fifty thousand dollars for a friend.
Oh, it is such a beautiful gesture.
Colombo is a beautiful place, isn't it.
Yeah. Colombo, Ceylon.
It beats me. And I always thought Colombo was in Ohio.
You can have your pick of the bungalows Mem Sahib.
Our pool resort is empty.
Oh .. all this escaping makes one awful tired.
And what I escaped. ─ Yeah, I know.
You are a fugitive from a heel with a line. Coming to bed?
Not yet .. I'm going to stay up awhile to realize I'm really free at last.
From everything.
Yeah I know, Dearie. But don't strain your eyes looking on the bright side.
Night. ─ Goodnight.
[ Piano music. Chopin ]
Alright .. I know you're here.
I know it's a dirty trick to prosecute you like this.
I had to talk to you, Kay. ─ Do your job and get it over with.
I'm going back to San Francisco to report "failure".
I found you, but ..
You are not the girl I want.
You're the girl I want too much.
I want to see that look in your eyes.
You needn't be terrified of me.
It hurts me to feel that you are afraid.
Don't stop!
Keep playing.
By the door.
On the table. Is a gun. Get it.
Quick. Shoot.
Quick! Hurry, get it.
Shoot one of us! I don't care which.
Hurry .. slowly, slowly.
Easy.
Just brush past my ear.
Don't take a chance of missing.
May I join you?
Phew.
But, but .. ─ Master left at dawn.
Jean. Jean, pack everything. We've got to hurry.
Are you completely crazy?
I will be if we don't catch that boat. Driver, can't you please hurry?
It certainly makes a fool out of my beautiful gesture.
This is the last shore-boat. They'll be shoving off pretty soon.
I wonder if that dope forgot to give her the note.
You're taking us off a hot scent, Sam.
Why at that tobacco shop ..
They said there was a blond girl in there buying Marichs just a week ago.
Yeah sure, sure.
And it is significant that she avoided mentioning New Zealand to the clerk.
I deducted quite a lot from that.
Do you follow me?
Yeah, it's a tough grind, but I'm tagging along.
Sam!
Why, it's Doctor Livingstone.
Sam, wait a minute.
Well, Doctor Livingstone. This is a happy coincidence indeed.
Oh .. the coincidence is all mine, Mr Blodgett.
Sam. I'm going with you.
You shouldn't have done this.
Maybe not.
But there are some things that you just can't help.
I'm going a long way.
And I'm going to San Francisco.
I'm going with you.
The long way.
One of us is an awful fool.
If a murder rap is not tough enough.
She's got to fall for Sam Wye. ─ Huh?
You'll understand when you're older, Junior.
But if you hadn't done this, you'd have had a chance.
I know. A chance for my life.
A life of running away and hiding.
Trembling at every shadow.
I thought that was all that was left for me.
When we get back to San Francisco, I'm going to do everything I can ..
Don't, Sam.
We mustn't think about what has happened or what is going to happen.
The only time for us is right now.
But you are making an awfully big decision, Kay.
Are you sure? ─ Oh, darling.
A lifetime of running away .. or ..
Three months, just sort-of ..
Drifting along the trade winds with you.
There wasn't any choice.
You are very sweet.
After all .. three months of perfect happiness.
That's more than most people have in their lives.
A lot more than I deserve.
Psst.
I'd better go see what is troubling the watchdog.
I hope it is distemper.
What's on your mind?
Mary Holden is Kay Kerrigan.
No.
Look.
I'd have ferreted out her identity a time ago, only she didn't indulge in Marichs.
That's alright, Arthur. It's not your fault.
She just didn't play the game according to the rules.
Congratulations.
Blodgett apparently knows who you are.
The San Francisco press must have released the story.
Shush.
We're not talking about that, are we? Look ..
If you were to go and dress and I were to get into my things and stuff.
Do you think by any conceivable chance we could ..
Meet for dinner?
It's a very small boat.
But a very big dinner.
According to regulations. When a pursuit criminal is taken into custody.
It is the duty of the arresting officer to return to headquarters immediately.
How can we return immediately if we keep going the wrong way?
Listen, Junior.
Your mother and I both feel that you are old enough to know now.
The world is round. Like an orange.
If you keep going in the same direction long enough.
You get back to the place you started.
Here, here. Work it out for yourself.
Boy.
Send that collect.
Official business.
Why do I do things like that?
Cheat yourself all you want, Mr Wye.
Just remember when we get back to San Francisco, half of that ..
Half of that reward is mine.
Well, your half is practically in the bog.
Radiogram, Mr Wye. ─ What won't they invent next?
Thank you.
Now, don't you wish you'd learned to read? Hmm?
What's that?
Congratulations from George Faulkiner. He asked to be remembered to you.
Good old George. He never forgets a pal.
Why, I recollect one time .. ─ Well, you go on recollecting.
While I slip into a Scotch and soda.
[ Door knocks ]
Come in.
Come on, Sam. You weren't fooling me. What was in it?
Oh gee, that's tough.
What's tough about it? What do I care what becomes of her?
Oh, for heaven's sake.
So, it has happened to you too.
I don't know what you are talking about. Go on, get out of here will you.
Go ahead Jean, will you. I've got a lot of thinking to do.
Yeah .. I guess you have.
Good luck. ─ Thanks.
Good morning. How do you like Bombay? ─ Good morning. Are we in?
Can you be ready in ten minutes? ─ Make it eight.
I'll be back in seven.
Philo .. how would you like to have your Christmas present now?
What is it?
George Faulkiner is waiting by the gangplank to take charge of Kay Kerrigan.
George Faulkiner himself? ─ Yeah.
There is an operative that certainly gets around.
Yeah, he certainly does.
Say listen, Sam.
I'd like to personally hand Kay Kerrigan over to George myself.
Where is she?
Just this minute, went in there. Guard the door.
I'll bring Faulkiner here to you.
She won't get away from me.
Hi, Jeanie. ─ Hello.
Well it's .. it's done.
Faulkiner is here, and I've just turned Kay over to him.
Oh, Sam. ─ I know how you feel.
I guess you know how I feel, too.
She was a swell girl. ─ Yeah, a swell girl.
Well, I guess all that's left for us .. is to try to forget.
Yeah, I guess you are right.
Are there any good bars in Bombay?
I don't know, but they can't rule us out for looking.
Come on. We'll get plastered for the first time on Indian soil.
Hey. Hey, what is this? ─ Looks to me like a handcuff.
A handcuff? Oh no, you don't that to me, Sam Wye. Let go of me!
If you don't let go of me, I'll scream!
Ahhhh!
Let go of me!
Alright, Wye. I'll take her now.
Faulkiner. Oh no you don't.
I'm not her. You big flat foot.
Listen, Faulkiner. You're not kipping me for any part of that reward.
Well of all the double crossings you ever pulled, this is the double-est.
Pass her over, Sam. ─ Listen, I'm not Kerrigan.
I know. They never are.
How about that reward?
I'm not interested in your reward, Sam.
You've got your orders. ─ Oh well, in that case.
Orders are orders. Mind if I take yours?
Here, tough luck, kid.
Come on.
What do I have to do to prove that I'm not Kerrigan?
Oh not you don't!
Help! Help! Help!
Help!
Yelling isn't going to do you any good.
You only cheapen yourself. ─ Help!
Just a few minutes business and we'll have the whole day to ourselves.
Just sit down. Take it easy. I'll only be a minute.
I've got lots to look at. I'm a stranger here myself.
I'd like to get a double room on the Oriental Prince for Singapore, please.
Very well, sir. Room .. 212.
212 huh? ─ A very nice room. What name, sir?
Name? Uh ..
Mr and Mrs Jones.
Yes, sir. Two hundred and eight rupees, please.
Two hundred and .. eight.
I .. I won't wait for those tickets now.
You can .. just deliver them on board.
Where to?
Just have one more stop.
Then I can close up shop and catch the 5:15 for home.
I'll be down to meet you at the station wagon.
Driver .. stop at the first telegraph office, will you.
What's the matter, Captain?
Your Miss Kerrigan doesn't like her new charm bracelet.
This isn't Kerrigan.
This is a friend of mine. A lady Doctor from San Francisco.
Oh.
I see.
You catch on awful quick.
Captain Faulkiner, shake hands with Doctor Livingstone.
How have you been?
I'd be the last one to blame you for this, Captain.
I've made the same mistake once myself.
Yeah? ─ Yeah!
Room 212, huh?
Thanks. Come on.
It's them alright. Why, it's as plain as the nose on your face.
Yeah .. too plain.
Yeah. "Mr and Mrs Jones". Hmm, nice goings on.
A thing like this is highly un-moral.
But, we can prevent ..
We can capture them before the ship sails if we hurry.
Come on, Captain. ─ I'm not coming.
Why, it's as plain ..
I'm not looking for the nose on my face.
Come on.
Just a moment.
Where do you think you are going? ─ I beg your pardon.
Whom do you think this gentleman is?
My husband "Mr Jones", from room 212.
Oh, I beg your pardon, Mrs Jones. ─ Granted.
Come on, darling.
This is confidential.
You don't eat bullets like I do.
Reach for the ceiling!
They must be in hiding.
Hey. Somebody has pushed the boat. We're moving.
Excellent. Now they can't escape us.
Mr and Mrs Jones? Radiogram for you.
I'll take it.
46th Precinct.
"You romantic rascals. Running off like that. Stop."
"All is forgiven. You have our blessing."
"Sam and Kay."
We've been duped.
Yeah.
Well, Mr Blodgett, what are your plans?
Well, doctor Livingstone,
You've as good as registered that we are man-and-wife.
Oh yeah. ─ Would ..
Would you consider .. I mean .. that is ..
You see ..
I see.
Well, they're awful big and they are awful flat.
But a person would know where to find them of an evening.
Doctor Livingstone, would you be do me the honour to let the Captain make us one?
Oh, Ben. ─ Oh, Doctor.
Wait here just a second.
[ Indian language ]
Come on. In you go.
He'll take you for a little boat ride.
Where to? ─ Oh, some place.
Some place where ..
Nobody will ever find us.
Sam, you're sweet. But you can't do this.
I told you. I've done it.
But don't you realize what it means?
It would be the end of everything for you.
I look at it differently.
I think it's the .. it's the beginning.
If you help me escape, you'll be a criminal, too.
I am already.
Faulkiner was waiting to take you at the dock in Bombay.
Why didn't you tell me? ─ Look, darling.
Out there is a group of islands called the Laccadives.
Where white people never go.
That's where we're going to live.
For the rest of our lives.
I won't let you do it.
I'm afraid you can't stop me.
Look sweet. I'm in a tougher spot than you are.
You've broken the law, but I've double-crossed Faulkiner.
Hey.
It looks as if we're among friends.
Hello folks!
I am Captain John Smith.
Anybody here seen Pocahontas?
I am sorry, I'm fresh out of cigars. But there's my last cigarette. Alright?
All we want is a place to sleep. You know ..
You know. House.
Oh that's wonderful. Do "house" again.
And how about something to eat?
You know. Eat ..
Oh, I know, I know.
You want a needle and thread. ─ No, give me a chance.
They don't understand. Oh well .. Thanks a lot, Joe.
Come on, let's go house-hunting on our own.
Be sure to get one on the right side of the track.
Yes, ma'am.
I think we're going to like it here. ─ So do I.
Of course, at the moment, it lacks a certain privacy.
A million miles from civilization.
Yeah. Well, we'll have to dress for dinner every night.
But that's the white man's burden.
Oh look! There's an empty house. ─ It's ours. I'd know it anywhere.
You know some people might object to a Hindu Captain on an Indian Dhow.
But I think we've carried out the important part of the ceremony.
It's the most glorious threshold a bride was ever carried across.
And the loveliest ring a bride ever wore.
We .. we could use vacuum cleaner.
Oh, there you go. Getting into a domestic rut.
Work, work, work. That's all you think about.
You know, you are growing old, Mrs Wye.
Do you realize that a year from today you will no longer be a bride?
You are wrong. Mr Wye.
Nobody ever grows old in the Laccadives.
Why, a thousand years from today, I'll still be a bride.
I'd believe you if you said a million.
That's an exaggeration. We can't expect too much.
In a million years you might be bored with me. You might even want a divorce.
You know ..
I don't even like to joke about that.
Well, neither do I. It seems sort-of unclean.
It's a funny thing. ─ What?
I was just thinking how we got here.
Like the old sailing ships, and the winds of the Trade Winds.
You know .. over the sea to safety.
There is our highway.
That led us home.
The sea.
Our sea.
Our life.
We'll always be like this.
The sun, the sea and the soft Trade Winds.
And you and me.
Nothing to worry about.
Ever again. ─ Nothing.
Oh, I can't help worrying.
It's too perfect. Tell me I mustn't, Sam.
You mustn't .. you won't.
Tell me.
Sam. ─ Darling.
Do you feel .. sort of ..
Yes, I know.
Although we were in church.
You can almost smell the incense on the altar.
Sam. ─ Darling.
This is it .. eternity.
Eternity.
Sam. There's a man.
A white man.
I've got a gun. ─ You shouldn't.
I get the first shot.
You mustn't. It's dreadful to kill him. ─ I've got to, or we'll never be free.
There is not room for three of us: You, me and Faulkiner's ghost.
He waits for us to make the first move. ─ Sam, darling.
Oh, Sam ..
You are as bad a shot as you ever were, Faulkiner.
Kay Kerrigan. I arrest you in the name of the city of San Francisco.
You are a little late, Georgie. She's my prisoner.
One hundred thousand dollars on the hoof.
Bound to me by bands of steel.
You did all this.
For a reward?
Well, what else?
I know it's tough but ..
Don't you see, I'm losing you in any case.
You can't expect me to pass up the reward, too.
Well, where do I come in on all this?
Well, I'll tell you.
This little gadget got me a hundred thousand dollars.
See what you can do with it?
Let's get going.
Hold it higher please. A little higher please.
Is that in red ink or blood?
I got a headline already: "The guy who made romance pay dividends."
Love them, then collect the reward, eh Sammy?
Gaze plenty, boys. It's the closest you'll ever come to a hundred grand.
It's the closest I'll ever come to selling out my girl.
You've got to get a girl, first.
What's the price on your mother? ─ No quotations. Make me an offer.
What have you got for thirty pieces of silver?
Oh that's small change to you vultures.
By the way, laughing boy, is the late lamented's apartment still vacant?
Naturally. Most tenants don't care for ghosts or scandals.
Well, you've made a deal. I'm taking over the lease.
You know, Sam. I could fix a ring-side seat for you when Kerrigan hangs.
Better make it for two, Mack. I might bring a girlfriend.
There you are. Only don't cash that until this one clears the bank.
By the way, boys, I'm throwing a little house-warming tomorrow night.
In Tommy Bruhme's flat.
Just in gratitude to his memory. Free food and drinks. You're all invited.
That goes for you too, George. And for the mighty intellect.
Don't disappoint me, George. ─ I'll disappoint you. I'll be there.
It's a nice little party, you know. From one heel, to a bunch of heels.
I'll expect all of you.
I'd like to do that to the rat in person. Limb from limb.
It's better than cutting paper dolls.
We won't require your presence until presently.
Official business.
Do I care? Even if it ain't official.
Now, don't give up hopefulness, Miss Kerrigan.
There has only been three ladies hanged in the history of California.
And they were guilty of the most heinous crimes.
Fiends in human form.
Why?
Don't try to figure it out big boy, or your head will ache too.
I'm sorry, honey. ─ I don't want sympathy.
I shot Bruhme and I'd do it again.
If the jury thinks I wasn't justified, I'll take any sentence they to hand me.
It isn't killing Bruhme that I regret. ─ Now, take it easy.
I'd rather hang twenty times than live with this feeling that I trusted, that ..
Oh, I feel so cheap.
There is only one way I can get clean again.
I guess the jury will take care of that for me.
Now don't be too severe on Sam, Miss Kerrigan.
I'll bet right now he isn't feeling any too good himself.
If he isn't, it's because he forgot to kick his mother goodbye this morning.
He hasn't got a mother. ─ How lucky for her.
Why, Miss Kerrigan, Sam is thinking of you right along.
Why, only this morning, he asked me to give you these.
They are not mine. ─ I found them myself.
On Bruhme's desk right next to the Corpus Delicti.
They are not mine.
No? Maybe Sam intended them as a sort-of remembrance for you.
Remembrance?
What is this? A joke?
Yes, that's it.
A joke.
A very funny joke.
Why aren't you laughing? Everybody else is laughing.
Why don't you laugh and have fun? Sam has made a joke and everybody is laughing.
Can't you see I'm laughing too?
Oh now, Miss Kerrigan ..
Her hatred of Sam amounts almost to an obsession.
You dope!
She'll go to her grave loving that heel.
[ Radio ] "Newsflash! We interrupt to bring the news from the Kerrigan murder trial."
"The jury has retired to deliberate on whether a woman shall go to her death."
"For the killing of a man."
"Stand by for further newsflashes from this station."
How'd that happen, Sam? ─ Termites.
What gives?
Kerrigan flatly denies ownership of the gloves and refused to take them as a gift.
I was sure they weren't hers. ─ You were? ─ Yeah.
For me, that is extremely bewildering. ─ Listen, nimble-brain.
If one woman can get into a man's flat, another woman can too.
And if another woman can get in, she can leave her gloves behind.
I don't follow you, Sam.
You don't have to follow me. I'm going your way.
Look, Homer. Try to concentrate.
I'm a self-made All American heel, right?
No doubt, there are those that would concur, but .. for myself ..
I hope they all concur.
Listen. If I've got them convinced that I'd sell out my girl for $100,000.
The real guilty party isn't going to worry very much about me turning him over.
Not if it means giving up that reward.
So your recent questionable conduct was merely a cover-up?
While you hounded the real criminal to earth.
Can it be that lightning has struck?
Ha!
You must have endured untold suffering these past few weeks, Sam.
Thanks, Homer.
You know, sometimes there's evidence of a good egg popping through ..
That concrete shell of yours.
Now, here's the plan. Such as it is.
There were six women. Count them. Six.
Fooling around with Tommy Bruhme when he was murdered.
The gloves fit one of them.
They're all invited here tonight with their husbands.
So, your theory is the murderer will return to the scene of his crime?
My theory is the murderer won't even show up.
Then we go after that one and turn on the heat. You get it?
[ Buzzer ]
That will be couple number one.
Hiya Ben, how are you? Glad to see you.
Hello Mike. ─ Hello, Sam.
I knew you would come.
Freedom of the press, eh? Free food, free drinks.
Have you met my sister? ─ Hello.
Yes, indeed. Yes, I've met your sister.
But who is this young lady?
Well, if she's not my sister I wouldn't know.
Now look Sam, you know how it is.
She and her party were dying of thirst at the Park Sands on Market Street.
Party?
Sure. I'll call them in. Come on, kids. We're in.
How do you do?
I knew you wouldn't mind, Sam.
You see, they are heels too. ─ Ha? Oh, yeah.
Oliver, keep an eye on the silver will you?
Mike, you can drop your hat right down there. And girls, go around to the left.
Thank you.
How do you do? So nice to see you.
Awfully glad you could come. Good evening.
How do you do?
Yes. May I present Colonel Blodgett?
Of the Siamese Air Force.
If you drop your things down there, gentlemen.
And you follow me, right through here.
Will you leave your things in here, please.
I think you'll find everything you need in there.
Come on, Flatfoot, go home before you get contaminated.
There's an awful smell of dead skunk around here.
Doctor, I ..
Don't take your hat off on my account. You're going home.
Jeanie dear, he's helping me. ─ And you want me let him help you?
That's like asking me to put a silencer on a rattlesnake's rattle.
Don't forget your blood pressure.
Come on, where's the dice? What are we waiting for? Let's have a party.
Let's go. Come on ..
I'll get me a drink.
Hit me.
Hello George. Glad to see you. ─ Hello, Sam.
Evening Blodgett. Well, here I am. I told you I'd disappoint you.
No, you're not disappointing me, George. Glad you came.
You can arrest a couple of drunks later, and boost your record.
Just drop your hat and your badge down the end of the hall, will you.
I'll drink to you, Sammy.
And may your breath grow shorter every minute.
Gents down the hall. Ladies in the boudoir.
Thank you.
Gents down the hall. Ladies in the boudoir.
That's five. Now we know. ─ Yeah, but the sixth might ..
No. We'll give them ten minutes and if they don't show up.
You'd better put on your hula skirt and entertain them.
As I slip out and put some pressure on the guilty pair.
No fear. I'll entertain the party like it was my own.
Don't overdo it.
[ Radio ] "Newsflash. The News Of The world."
"Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday night at this hour."
"Consolidated Products brings you the News Of The World".
"Dramatised and re-enacted for you by the staff of the weekly news magazine."
"We go to the Kerrigan trial."
"Courthouse gossip has it the jurors stand 9 to 3 for conviction."
"Stand by for further newsflashes."
Nine to three! That our strong case losing.
And you don't give a hoot any of you! You bunch of dirty pallbearers!
You don't care who is hung, do you! ─ Jeanie.
Here's the little gravedigger himself. ─ Doctor, I resent ..
He'd better start with his gold-plated shovel.
The highest paid gravedigger in the world.
Funny girl.
Very funny. ─ Yeah.
It's a very funny joke, ain't it, Sam?
Sam just made a very funny joke about a girl who doesn't want to live any more.
Why aren't you all laughing? Why isn't everybody laughing?
Go on .. laugh.
Oh now, Doctor. You must ..
[ Buzzer ]
Give me a drink.
Good evening, Miss. ─ Good evening.
So nice to see you. ─ How are you, Wye?
Will you drop your things down the hall. I'll show you where yours go.
You might as well relax now.
I think you will find everything you need here.
Thank you so much.
Hi Sam, how goes it? You don't know me. Jones from the Express.
The boys told me about the party. Ha ha. Listen ..
I wouldn't give those dopes any time when they beef about that dough.
It's like I said to the gang in the office ..
The dame is going to croak anyway, so what's the difference?
Me, too.
You see, it's like I say. Kerrigan is as good as dead already.
She's bound to get it. She ain't got a chance.
They got all the dope they needed.
So I can't see why it any skin off your neck one way or the other.
You got your hundred G's. That's what bothering these mugs.
Old man Bruhme convicted her the night she threw the slug into his kid.
Me to shoot! ─ Let him shoot. Go ahead.
Why don't you keep them?
I meant to return them to you some time ago.
Oh, they're not mine.
I must confess though, they are so lovely I was tempted to steal them.
I'm sure Bannisters still keep them in stock.
They do resemble a pair that I lost months ago.
They are the pair. You lost them here.
The night you killed Bruhme. Don't you remember?
I didn't do it. I swear I didn't shoot him.
Hello, Wye. ─ Hello.
Well .. what have you told him? ─ I haven't told him anything.
[ Radio ] "Newsflash. Late bulletin from the Kerrigan trial."
"The jury has just filed in."
"Its members look grave."
John, don't you think you'd better go? ─ Quiet. I'll handle this.
Why should he go? I'm not going to ask him any questions.
I know the answers anyway.
You killed Bruhme after Kerrigan thought she had done it.
A great break for you, her being here. All you had to do was pin the rap on her.
Kerrigan thought she shot him through the heart ..
When the job was really done with a bullet to the back of the head.
You're not trying to tell me that Tommy Bruhme gave that girl a loaded gun.
The fact she used a blank was proved by the powder burn on his dressing gown,
Not that that's any of my business. I've got my hundred grand.
[ Radio ] "Newsflash! The verdict. Kay Kerrigan is guilty of murder in the first degree."
Well, I guess that settles that.
Sure, I shot Bruhme.
But you can't do anything about it. Not without a witness.
And my wife can't testify against me.
Yes. That's very smart of you, Johnson. ─ I thought so.
Yes, I couldn't prove your confession, even if I wanted to.
Not without another witness.
I knew you would come in handy sooner or later.
George, you've been practicing.
How about my cut of that reward?
The reward was for Kerrigan. Now there won't be any.
Well, I saved your life.
But I'm going to do my utmost to rectify that error.
What a story! Let me get to a phone.
This clears Kerrigan.
So.
He fell for a fake radio announcement and confessed.
Is that all for now, Mr Wye? ─ All?
Don't you think it's enough?
Reach for the ceiling!
Alright, Blodgett. ─ In the nick of time, Homer.
I've been waiting an hour and a half .. how much longer ..
I'm sorry, Mr Commissioner. Mr Wye is in conference.
[ Piano music. Chopin ]
You know, Lammy.
I've just made the most amazing discovery. ─ You're the world's greatest detective?
No, seriously. Really.
This does happen only once to a man.
T-G