Place your bets, ladies and gentlemen. 下注，女士先生们
We sure get a genteel clientele with these charity shindigs. 我们能找到上流社会的客人 在这个慈善舞会
Especially the dames. 尤其是美妞
What class. What refinement. 多么出色，多么优雅
What cultured tomatoes. 多么出色的美女
Get a load of that one. 找到一个
Yoo-hoo.
Boys. 小伙子
In polite society, we don't say "yoo-hoo." We say "yoo-whom." 在上流社会，我们不说"yoo-hoo."我们说 "yoo-whom."
- Nick, hi. - Hi. 嗨，Nick 嗨
You remember Mrs. Charles. 你还记得Charles女士
Hi. 嗨
You took the words right out of my mouth. 你说出来我想说的话
What are you doing at this clambake? You ain't detectiving, are you? 你在这个宴会上干嘛 不是在破案吧，是不是
Mrs. Charles thinks we should cultivate some people who haven't served time. Charles女士认为我们要结交些不需要计时培训的朋友
She wants to create a proper atmosphere for Nicky Jr. 她想为Nicky Jr建立一个好的人际关系
Junior? How is the little squirt? Junior？那个傲慢无礼的小家伙怎么样？
The little squirt is fine. 那个傲慢无礼的小家伙很好
Thanks to your teaching... 谢谢你的教诲
he can crack any safe in town now in 15 minutes. 他能在15分钟内打开城里任何一个保险箱
Thirty-one and black. 三零一 黑色
Thirty-one and black. Mama, that's us. 三零一 黑色，孩子他妈,那是我们的
You shouldn't talk that way to my friends. They're sensitive. 你不能用这种方式和我的朋友说话，他们很敏感
I didn't mean to hurt them. I love them. 我不想伤害他们，我喜欢他们
They're perfect gentlemen, right down to their fingerprints. 他们是绅士，印下他们的指纹
I've got a great idea. 我想到一个好主意
- What is it? - Let's go home. 是什么 回家
What's at home? 家里有什么？
- You, my pipe, my slippers. - I think you're slipping. 你，烟斗，拖鞋 我想你越来越懒了
Darling, give me my pipe, my slippers and a beautiful woman... 亲爱的，给我烟斗，拖鞋还有美女
- and you can have my pipe and slippers. - That's sweet. But we're staying here. 而且，你能拥有我的烟头和拖鞋 真甜蜜，但是我们得待着这里
Ladies and gentlemen, Buddy Hollis and his famous clarinet. 女士先生们，Buddy Hollis和他著名的单簧管
That reedman is really whacked up tonight. 这个黑管手今晚很疲惫
You'd be sporting a whack-job, too... 你也会被训练成一个疯子
if you were carrying a torch like him for that little cookie. 如果像他一样单恋一个“小饼干”
Take over, Maxie. 替我一下，Maxie
What's wrong? Boat rocking too much for you? 怎么啦，船都为你摇晃了？
Or is the reedman's condition a little too tough to take? 或者黑管手的条件你没法接受
The sensational Buddy Hollis. 这个引起轰动的Buddy Hollis.
Sounded more like a kid with a kazoo. And his own tune, too. 听起来像一个小孩吹着小笛子，还用自己的调调
It's bad enough getting on the jumping juice... 已经够糟了，居然还跑调...
disappearing for days, forgetting where he's been. 消失几天吧，忘掉他的存在
He doesn't know where he is when he gets back. 他不知道他在哪里，当他回来的时候。
If you ask me, the guy has blown his top. 如果你问我，这家伙已经神经错乱了
What do you expect after the pushing around we gave him? 你有什么企图，在把我推给他之后
Maybe you'd like to patch things up with him. 或许你喜欢和他修补一些东西
Wouldn't that be convenient for you and the dames you've been chasing around? 是不是不方便你追求你身边的女人
You've been peeking. 你在监视我
I must have blown my top... 我已经神经错乱了
kicking Buddy over for a road-company Casanova like you. 一路上，你把Buddy 当球踢
There you are. Bandstand too crowded for you? 你们在这，对你来说舞台太拥挤了？
Maybe you'd like me to bring the boys out here. 也许你想让我把这个小伙子带出去
Sorry, bossman. 对不起，老板
You mind taking the girlfriend with you? 你介意你的女朋友？
Ex-girlfriend. 前女友
Brings sunshine into everyone's life, doesn't he? 把阳光带到每个人的生活，他不是吗
Stay out in that sunshine long enough, you get a third-degree burn. 待在外面的阳光下太久了，你会三度烧伤。
Where are you going? 你去哪
I can't stand that oily kisser of yours too long without another drink. 我不能忍受你这个油嘴滑舌的人太久，在没有另外喝些酒的时候
- Sit down. - What do you mean? 坐下 你什么意思
I said, sit down. 我说，坐下
Boys, you'd better get on there. Hurry up. Come on. 小伙子们，你们最好过来，快点，来
Buddy, darling. Buddy, 亲爱的
Get him up. He's not hurt. Get him out of here. He's all right. 让他起来，他没受伤，让他离开这里，他没事
You didn't have to hit him. 你不应该打他
I should have let him crease my scalp with that clarinet. 我想他的单簧管把我的头皮弄褶了
He's beat. He couldn't lift it that high. 他打的,他不能抬那么高
- What did you expect me to do? - Just what you did. 你们期待我做什么 做你该做的
- He's through. Get him out. - Wait a minute. 他没事，带他出去 等一会
I don't want any part of him. Get him out. 我不想理他，带他出去
What goes on here? 你要去哪
Trying to turn this boat into a fishing barge? 想把船开进一个打渔船？
Relax. The band is my business. 放松，这是我的乐队的事情
On this boat, it's my business. 在这个船上，就是我的事情
If that's the way you want it... 那你想怎么样
when I finish here tonight, we'll wash up for good. 当今晚结束，我们会变好
I don't like fast shuffles, Tommy. 我不喜欢草率了事, Tommy
Here's a card right off the top of the deck 这是在甲板上得到的一个名片
Mitch Talbin's booked a tour of dance halls for me. Mitch Talbin's 预定我们到他的歌舞团演出
I can make more money with him in 30 weeks than with you in 30 years. 我在哪30周赚的钱比在你那30年还要多
You see, your publicity man did a good job on me. 你看，你的宣传工作对我很有利
That awful smell around here must be your gratitude. 你的感激让这里很难闻
"Gratitude"? 感激？
Remind me to look that word up. 提醒我去查下这个词
- I'll be in your office later for my dough. - "Dough"? 一会，我去你的办公室拿走我的钱 钱？
Remind me to look that word up. 提醒我去查下这个词
I need that money. The bookies are putting the squeeze on me. 我需要这笔钱，我要交订金
If I'm left holding the bag, I'll hold everything that's in it. 如果我左手拿着袋子，我会把一切都放在里面
Remember, nothing foolish. 记住，没有傻子
There he is. 他在这
Get him. 带过来
What's all the fuss, Al? 何必生气那，al
- Heard you were going on tour. - Yeah, first stop, Miami. 听说你要去旅行。 是的，第一站，迈阿密。
I've got a lot of friends in Miami. 我有一些朋友在迈阿密
Want me to have them look you up? 需要我让他们照顾你吗？
I intended to pay you before I left town. 在离城之前我会把钱给你
No hurry. We'll be around till closing. 不着急，我想在今晚关门之前结清
If Mitch Talbin were here, I'd pay you what I owe you right now. 如果Mitch Talbin，我已经结清你的钱了
- I just signed up with him. - There's Mitch Talbin. 我刚刚跟他签了合同 Mitch Talbin在那
Mitch?
Hello, Tommy. You know Tommy Drake. 嗨, Tommy. 你知道 Tommy Drake.
- I feel as though I know him intimately. - Yeah, Baby's quite a fan of yours. 我想我很熟悉他 是的，他快成你的粉丝了
- How we doing, kid? - I finally had it out with Brant. 怎么样，小伙子 我终于可以离开布兰特了
Everything okay? 都办好了？
Yeah. It's all set, except that... 是的，都顺利，只等...
- I gotta have some money. - Sure. Anything you want. 我需要一些钱 真的，多少钱
I need $12,000. 我需要$12,000
$12,000? That's a lot of money. $12,000.？这是一大笔钱
My luck's been a little sour lately, Mitch, but... 我的运气最近有点糟 Mitch, 但...
I'm good for it. I'll sign my tour money over to you. 我都准备好了，等我把钱要回来就还你
I know, but trains get wrecked, planes crash, you might drop dead. 我知道，但是火车会失事，飞机会坠毁，你可能会死。
I gotta think that over. 我以为这件事结束了
You'd better think fast. I gotta have it before closing. 你最好让这事快点结束，我想把以前的事清理干净
I can think faster after I've had a drink. Come on, let's sit down. 我会考虑的，我们先来喝一杯，来吧，坐下
- But this is important. - Come on. 但是这很重要 来吧
Do you want to eat or do you want a drink or do you want to dance? 你想吃点或者喝点什么，要不跳支舞？
I'm sure you wouldn't want to lose this. 我想你不想失去它
- Thank you. - Not at all. 谢谢 别在意
- Thank you very much. - You're very welcome. 太谢谢了 不客气
It's a beautiful thing. The necklace. 它真是个美丽的东西，那个项链
- Mr. Charles. Nora. - Hello.
We've been looking all over for you. 我们一直找你
- You know Mr. Thayar, of course. - Yes. 你当然知道，这是 Thayar先生， 是的
We saved a place for you at our table. 在我们的桌子上给你们留个一个地方
It's at the other end of the room. 在房子的另一端
We're table hopping. Excuse us. 我们先失陪了
- Yes. - Good-bye. 好的 再见
Good-bye. 再见
- Who are they? - Just the people who invited us. 他们是谁？ 邀请我们的人
- You ought to remember the Thayars. - I ought? 你应该记住这个 Thayars 我应该？
He presented the museum with a million dollars worth of antiques. 他捐赠给博物馆价值百万的古董
- He did? - Yes. They're very nice. 他怎么做了？ 是的，他们很好
He seems especially nice for a guy carrying a gun. 他是很好，对一个带着枪的人来说
A gun? 枪？
Yes. I felt it just now when we locked bumpers. 是的，我能感觉到，在我们相撞的时候
If this rampage of respectability persists, we'll have to get you a bullet-proof girdle. 如果这个体面的暴徒还在，我就给你个防弹背心
If you people think a gambler like Brant... 如果你们会认为像 Brant 这样的赌徒
is going to turn the entire evening's proceeds over to charity... 会把整个晚上的收益捐给慈善机构
you're being very naive. 你们就太天真了
- Well, he is. - Janet arranged it. 他会这么做的 Janet整理这些
I don't know how she ever persuaded him to. 我不知道她是怎么说服他的
- That doesn't take much imagination. - Hello, Mr. Brant. 这并不需要太多的想象力 你好, Mr. Brant.
- You know everybody. - How do you do? 你认识每个人 你好
We were just remarking about your generosity. 我们正在讨论你的慷慨
- I'm getting my cut. - I thought so. 我有我的弱点 我想是的
A dance with your daughter. 能和你的女儿跳支舞吗
- May I have that dance now? - Janet has just finished dancing. 我能和他跳舞吗 Janet刚刚跳完
- I'm sure she's tired. - I'd love to dance. 我却对她已经累了 我想跳
- Janet. - David, please.
Maybe, we'd better make this some other time. 我想最好我们另外找个时间吧
Father, if you'll consult my birth certificate... 爸爸，如果你还记得我的身份证…
you'll find I'm of full age and perfectly capable of making my own decisions. 你会发现我的年龄，完全可以自己做决定。
- Phil. - Darling.
I don't think the blue-blooded Mr. Thayar will like... 我想象不到，贵族血统的Thayar先生
the idea of his daughter being married to a guy like me. 看到女儿会嫁给我这样的人会是什么感受
Tomorrow, there won't be anything he can do about it. 明天，他无能为力
You're sure you want to go through with it? Maybe, no dice. 你确定你想这么做吗？也许，不能成功
It's going to be a natural. 顺其自然
I'll go to my office, get my things, and some money. 我将去我的办公室，拿一些东西和钱。
Meet me at the companionway in 10 minutes. 10分钟后在电梯口见。
Rain again. 又下雨了
Thank you, Bertha. Tell Mr. Charles his breakfast is ready. 谢谢, Bertha.告诉 Mr. Charles早餐已经准备好了
Cornflakes before comics. 吃玉米片时别看漫画
- But, Mom. - After breakfast, Nicky. 但是，妈妈 吃完早餐再看，Nicky
- Morning, Son. - Hi, Dad. You look keen. 早餐好，儿子 嗨，爸爸，你看起来很精神
Beautiful day. I've dressed for it. 很好的天气，所以穿的精神些
- You look like a page out of Esquire. - Not the page I saw. 你看起来像封面绅士 我没看到封面
I'm through. 我不管了
Oh, boy! Another murder. 哦，伙计，又一个凶手
How do you like that? 你们觉得怎么样？
- It's a trap. - What? 这是个圈套 什么？
I knew Roy shouldn't have trusted that Arsenic Annie. 我就知道Roy不应该相信Arsenic Annie
She's a man dressed in a woman's clothes. 他是男扮女装
- Annie's a man? - Sure. It's a dead giveaway. 他是个男人？ 是的，真相大白了
A dame would never pass a mirror without looking to see if her slip was showing. 一个美妞不会不在镜子里看裸体的自己
"Dame"? 美妞？
That's what Daddy always says. 爸爸经常这么说
I never say "dame." 我重来不说美妞
I always say "doll." "Dish." 我通常说 美女 美人
Anyway, it's a very shrewd deduction. 总之，这是一个非常狡猾的诬陷
Don't throw the paper away. I want to read about that murder. 别把报纸扔了 我还读读凶手的报道
Maybe we can figure it out. 可能我们能推理出真凶
- Asta. - Father's no longer interested in murders. Asta 你爸爸很久都对凶手不感兴趣了
- Good-bye. - Good-bye? 再见 再见
Nicky, the piano is in the living room. Nicky，钢琴在卧室里
- But I gotta pitch today. - Couldn't he practice later? 我要去球场 他不能回来再练吗？
He's going to the Thayar's this afternoon to meet their youngster. 下午他要去Thayar家见那些年轻人
They might ask him to play and I want him to be at his best. Go on. 他们可能会让他弹一曲，我希望他表现好些，去
Asta, you stay out of this. Asta，离开那儿
Come on, Asta. 过来，Asta
- Come on. - Nicky? 过来 Nicky?
Come here. 到这来
You see why I'm worried? 你看我为什么会生气？
He's been ducking his practicing all week. 他整周都在逃避训练
I think you're going to have to have a good spanking. 我想你好好的打他一顿屁股
- Spanking? - Spanking. 打屁股？ 打屁股
- Very well. - No, I'm his mother. You're his father. 好吧，你请 不，我是妈妈，你才是爸爸
- I wouldn't have it any other way. - Nick. 我不知道怎么做 Nick
Come here, Son. 到这来，儿子
I regret that I am going to have to take a certain corrective action. 很遗憾，我不得不采取一些的纠正措施
I think this is the way they do it. 我想大家都这么做
That was very clever of you, Nicky. 你很聪明， Nicky
As a reward, you'll have no radio for the rest of the week. 作为奖励，下周不许听收音机
- But, Mom. - Your mother is absolutely right. 但是，妈妈 你妈妈做得很对
Go to your room. 去你的房间
Did you know about this glove? 你知道这个棒球手套吗？
- Why, Nora. - Pardon me, Mrs. Charles. 什么，Nora 打扰了, Mrs. Charles.
A Mr. And Mrs. Brant are here to see you. Brant夫妇要见你
Mr. And Mrs... 夫妇...
Janet Thayar. She did it. Janet Thayar. 她这么做了
She told me they were going to elope. Come on. 她告诉我他们打算私奔，过来
The newlyweds. 新婚燕尔
- Congratulations. - Hello, Mr. Charles. 恭喜你们 你好, Mr. Charles.
- What a surprise. - Mrs. Charles. 真是惊喜 Mrs. Charles.
Congratulations, Mr. Brant. 恭喜, Mr. Brant.
If you go out and come back, we can throw some rice at you.
We'd throw some old shoes, too, but we're wearing them.
Please forgive us. We just flew in from Atlantic City.
- When we read the newspapers... - The secret's out?
- This calls for a celebration. - A celebration?
Mr. Charles has been saving his last bottle of Scotch for just such an occasion.
Nicky, where is that bottle?
It's in my red pajamas, in the left leg.
Sit down.
Bertha, let's have some ice and soda. Never mind, we have some.
Hope you don't mind drinking this early.
I could use a drink. I'll be celebrating being elected public enemy number one.
By the Thayars, you mean.
- You found it. - It was in the right leg.
Mr. Charles, I think you have this all wrong.
- Have you read the morning paper? - No.
I haven't gotten to it yet. But, I do know that...
Phil didn't do it.
I know many people heard him threaten Drake. That made it look bad...
but he was just trying to scare him a little.
This is why we've come to ask your help.
Phil wouldn't shoot anybody.
I'm sorry.
I'd like to discuss this matter further, but I'm afraid it'll have to be by telephone.
But, Nick.
Darling, Mr. Brant is wanted by the police.
Our having him here without notifying them...
makes us accessories after the fact.
And I don't think you'd find the prison gray very becoming.
I'm sorry we couldn't have a drink. Perhaps, some other time.
- It's quite all right. - I don't want to appear inhospitable.
Here, take the bottle with you.
I imagine that shot was meant for me.
- No. - A fine way to kill a bottle.
- What goes on? What happened? - Go to your room.
That's the murderer from the paper.
Hold on to him. I'll buzz the cops.
You buzz right back to your room.
What happened?
- Did you pick anyone up now? - I haven't in the last 10 minutes.
Be right back.
Was anyone hurt?
Yes, an old friend of mine went completely to pieces.
What was it?
- Some drunk rehearsing for the Fourth. - In September?
He was drunk.
Did you discover anything?
Yes. Never entertain newlyweds until you've read the morning papers.
There's the Charles' apartment.
Police. Duck in there.
Where is he? We got a flash that there's a maniac running amuck here.
- What's that? Blood? - I wish it were.
Mr. Charles and I were trying to launch our little boy's battleship.
There is something wrong, ain't there?
I'm afraid our son's been listening to too much radio.
- We get that all the time. - Just a minute.
You'd be the fair-haired boys of the force...
if you could bring Phil Brant in, right?
- Phil Brant? - A little surprise for you.
Come in.
Here you are.
Holy hollering cats. Phil Brant.
That's the sweetest double-cross I've ever been handed.
The less you say, the better.
But he didn't shoot anybody. Somebody even shot at him.
You're a witness, Mrs. Charles.
Hand-picked.
Mr. Brant may be able to fool some people with that phony shooting gag...
but I've seen it pulled far too often even to be amused.
Somebody did shoot at him.
By special arrangement with Mr. Brant himself.
A quaint old maneuver to divert suspicion.
As they say in the movies, "They went thataway."
You're right. It's an oldie. A very old oldie.
It's a lie and he knows it.
But he's the great Nick Charles, The Mastermind.
We came over here asking your help...
and you've helped Phil right into the electric chair.
Save it for your lawyer, lady.
Thank you, Mr. Charles. Thanks a lot. Come on.
I could've sworn that shot was on the level.
It was on the level.
- What? Then why did you... - Darling.
With Brant loose, there'd be other shots. One of them might hit the mark.
He'll be safer in jail.
- Then you don't think he killed Drake. - Oh, that I don't know.
I suppose jail is the best place temporarily.
But suppose he's innocent and can't prove it?
Then it wouldn't be so temporary.
- The police do make mistakes. - Yes, that is a cheerful thought.
Just what I've been thinking.
Of course, if you were on the case...
there would be no mistake.
It's positively sadistic the way you drive me to work.
- All right, Mrs. Legree. - My Nicky.
But for the time being, we'll work without the police.
Nothing new. Get going.
- Hey, Mack. How about it? - Sorry.
We got your photos this afternoon with the rest of the news fellas.
Nobody gets on or off that boat without a pass from the inspector.
You decided what kind of gun Drake was shot with?
Ballistics is a little bit puzzled but they'll figure it out.
- Hey, you, got a pass? - A pass?
Since when does a peaceful citizen need a pass to stroll along the waterfront?
There'll be a letter in the Morning Times about this.
What's the matter now, Callahan?
Patrolman Davis is hungry again. Got to get him a couple of sandwiches.
Sitting out on that deck kind of gave me an appetite, too.
What'll it be?
Chowder and be sure it's hot. My rheumatism's killing me.
Cold out there tonight?
Naturally. Whenever there's a job...
involving some slight inconvenience, such as risking pneumonia...
Michael Callahan gets it.
And a couple of hams on white to go out.
No piccalilli this time.
No piccalilli. What's yours?
A couple of hams on white to go out. No piccalilli.
Thirty cents.
Sandy, I wish your chowder was as thick as the fog.
Hey, you.
- Get out of the boat. - Who are you?
Get out of my boat. That's who I am.
How'd you like to make yourself a quick $5?
Get into the boat.
I just want you to row me out to that gambling ship.
Get out of the boat.
- $25. - Get into the boat.
For $25, I'll give you the boat.
Who's there?
I can't see my eyes before me.
It's Captain Kidd. Can't you see the rings in my ears?
It's you, Callahan.
Did that come out of you, Callahan?
You'll be answering questions instead of asking them...
if you can't explain what the anchor's doing up out of the water.
Anchor? Out of the water?
I'll see about it right away.
Lay off there a ways till I call you.
Callahan, that ain't an anchor out of the water.
It's a dinghy. How did that dinghy get there?
Not very neat of the inspector, was it?
What's the excitement, boy?
It's just a razorblade. 是个刮胡刀
Oh, no. 哦，不
It couldn't have been Somerset Maugham.
Who's that?
It's me, bright eyes. Who were you expecting? Admiral Halsey?
- What are you doing down there? - Walking up.
You know any other way of getting on this ship?
Here are your sandwiches.
Where did you get that?
- You brought it. - How? By mental telepathy?
You put it on the box when you told me to go look at the anchor.
- What anchor? - The anchor that...
Look, Callahan, you're past the retiring age.
Why don't you put in for your pension?
If you're insinuating that I gave you that sandwich...
Well, who did? Captain Kidd with the rings in his ears?
Callahan, if you didn't bring me this sandwich...
then we've got uninvited guests.
What is it? Smell something interesting?
The maestro. 你真是大师
"A reminder that I love you. Fran." 我曾经爱过你，Fran
"Unfaithfully, Joan." 不忠诚, Joan.
"To Tommy, you dog, but I can't help it. Alice."
Quiet, Asta.
"Under the Stars, introduced by Tommy Drake and Orchestra.
"Piccolo's part." 高音部分
The fine itchy-fingered hand of Mr. Amboy.
I'll take that piece of music.
If you're afraid of my bursting into song, it'd be a bit difficult with the piccolo part.
- I said, I'd take that piece of music. - Go easy with that knife.
Just one word from me and that dog will tear you to pieces.
- Give me it before I let air in your kidneys. - Wait. You win. 把它给我，在我让你的肾脏透透气之前 等等，你赢了
I'm afraid these old kidneys wouldn't take a very good vulcanizing job. 我恐怕我的老肾胜任不了这项工作
There you are. Get it, Asta. 在这，快拿走， Asta.
Drop it. 放下它
Come here.
Stop!
Get a hold of him.
- There he is. - All right, you!
- That explains the dinghy. - I'll report it to shore. 这回解释了这个小艇的事，我将汇报给岸上
Asta?
Serenade to a heel.
Alias Tommy Drake.
Do you always feel so light-hearted about murder? 你们总是对谋杀案有好心情吗？
With Drake, that bullet was an improvement. 对Drake来说，那颗子弹是一种解脱
- Solid. - Who are you? 实实在在的 你是谁
My name is Nick Charles. 我叫 Nick Charles
- Cop? - Cop. 警察？ 警察
We got a pass from the inspector. We had to get our instruments. 我们已经通过了调查，我们拿回了自己乐器
Let's go fellows. We're packing. 走吧，调查员，我们在聚会
The Constitution says a gate's got a right to earn a livelihood. 宪法规定有权谋生
Well, we ain't so lively without our tools. 看，没有乐器我们就不快活
Do you know anyone besides Brant... 你知道任何人除了Brant...
who might have been interested in knocking Drake off? 什么人会对干掉Drake感兴趣？
Try the phone book. You may find a couple names on every page. 去看电话本，在每一个页你都会找到几个
Solid. 确实
Wait a minute. He was shot, remember? 等等，他被枪杀了，记得不？
What were you doing in Brant's office last night? 昨晚，你在Brant的办公室做了什么
- Me in Brant's office? - You dropped one of those blades. 我在Brant的办公室？ 你掉了一个刀片
Hold the phone.
Every man who uses a reed, uses a blade. 每一个人用簧舌，都有刀片
I ain't the only reedman in the band. 我不是在乐队里唯一的簧乐器乐师
That whacked-up Buddy Hollis was in Brant's office last night.
He was just trying to get his job back.
Did Brant fire him?
Drake fired him. They had a battle over a dame.
- He ain't gonna kill anybody over a dame. - Well, he was in there.
Where can I find this whacked-up character? 在哪能找到这个疲惫的家伙
He's been bouncing around from place to place lately. 最近他四处游荡
You'll probably dig him in one of the jam joints.
Come again?
Dig him in one of the jam joints.
Where the boys go after closing and really ride.
Just for cats and intellectuals.
Rooty-toots and bobbysoxers verboten.
Solid.
I don't wear bobby socks, but would you say I was a "rooty-toot"?
Strictly.
But, I guess I can ace you in.
Considering the resemblance between this blade and the one in Brant's office...
I think you'd better.
- Shall we go? - Go?
The dust don't start rising till deuce-a-bells.
Come again?
He means those jams don't get started till around 2:00.
Come on, get going. You can't stay here all night.
Okay, Cossack.
You know the Park Towers?
- Yeah, sure. - Deuce-a-bells.
Yeah, I'll be there.
Asta, where did you put that piccolo part?
Where did you put it? No, where is it?
You planning to spend the night?
No, I was just looking for my instrument.
- Is it one of them big bass tuba things? - Yeah, that's it.
There it is.
Thanks.
If it was any bigger, it'd bite you. Get it and get.
Solid.
Come in. You're early.
I was getting on a nervous kick, sitting around there waiting. 我已经快神经了，坐在这等
- Darling, this is Mr... - Clarence Krause.
Affectionately known at Local 802 as Clinker.
How do you do?
The first spot we hit is Mitch Talbin, big-band booker.
They really flick the whiskers at his bakes.
I brought along the old licorice stick.
Of course, if the reedman's already riding, I'm nowheres.
Mrs. Charles always wears her mouth open with this outfit. Come along.
No.
Swinging the classics is strictly off the cob.
- Taxi. - A gate who knows his dots...
takes his Beethoven and his Brahms straight.
You know what I mean?
Get in.
No, thanks.
- We don't want to intrude. - Get in.
- I'll be seeing you. - Get in.
I've been waiting for you to come home.
I thought you were still noseying around out on the boat.
No, I didn't care so much for the passenger list.
I've been with the cops all day.
They suspect me for Drake's killing because the guy owed me some dough. 他们怀疑我杀死Drake，因为他欠我一些钱
That's silly.
If a guy owes you money and you kill him, he can't pay you.
Very smart.
Elementary.
I tried to tell them Drake paid off.
I even signed a receipt that was written in Drake's handwriting.
But they couldn't find that receipt.
I sent The Shiv over to see why.
I know you've got that receipt, Nick. I want the cops to get it.
I want you to tell them where you found it.
You should have done that right away.
Yes, I intended to.
I'm a little forgetful.
I don't like people who forget things like that.
See that you don't forget again.
I'll remind him.
- Is that the spot? - Yeah.
Just a minute.
You forgot something.
Yeah.
You needn't wait.
- Man after my own heart. - After my heart, you mean.
And probably get it, if I don't dig up that receipt.
- Dig it up? - Yes.
- I thought you said... - It got us out of the cab, didn't it?
They might not have believed that I didn't have it.
- Oh, Nicky. - Don't worry, darling.
We're on no spot that a solution of the crime won't get us off.
Penthouse, you know.
These Talbin jams are the tops.
But, it's like I told you, strictly for gates and gut-busters.
I'll tell you what.
- You're a slush pump man. - Come again?
Strictly from Memphis.
And you? You're a canary, strictly from Memphis.
- "Canary"? - I could say you pluck a hot harp.
If Mr. Charles doesn't find that receipt, he'll be plucking a harp.
- Mitch-boy! - Clinker.
- I see you brought the pipe. - Ready to light.
I want you to meet a couple of friends.
- Mellow-man McGee and the missus. - How do you do?
- Hottest pump man in Memphis.
- Second hottest. - Do you play an instrument, too?
- No, I'm a mud hen, a bird, a canary. - A canary?
Strictly from Tennessee.
Talbin had Drake and the band booked for a big tour.
Tommy didn't leave enough money for a decent funeral.
Even asked me to square a $12,000 marker for him before he was shot.
I hope you kissed your $12,000 good-bye.
That money never left the station. I always thought he was a bad risk.
- New talent, darling? - This is Baby... Mrs. Talbin.
How do you do?
We met before.
At the Charity Ball? Remember, when you dropped your necklace?
Yes.
Why aren't you wearing it? You're wearing the earrings.
It's at the jeweler's, having the clasp fixed.
- Let's get going. They're starting to roll. - Yeah. Come on in.
What's your name?
Nemo!
Clinkersville. This skin I gotta get.
Put it in the deck. Shuffle it up and shuffle it up.
- Spread some of that friendship. - Bop me.
Bop.
Love it.
Come on. Live a little, Ziggy. Live a little, man.
My body needs lifting. Lay it on me.
I love it.
Hold it, playmate.
Okay, you can save it.
Tommy Drake won't stay dead on me.
From out of nowhere, his broken-down theme song comes back to haunt me.
Sounds rather catchy.
Tune in, man. I'm talking about that broken-down Under the Stars jazz.
- Under the Stars? - Yeah, and the piccolo part, yet.
Piccolo part, what about it? You got it?
Relax man, it's been cremated.
Dig that music. It sends me out of this world.
- Should have sent you a little sooner. - Yeah.
I'm sorry, I don't feel it yet. That ain't it yet. I don't feel it.
That's it.
Yeah. Now I'm getting it. That's more like it.
Come on, you, start mixing, let's flip it now.
Clinker, is he here?
- Who? - The Reed.
No, he ain't here yet. But it's still early.
Hey, come on, get with it. They'll think you're a couple of squares.
That don't sound like the old Hollis juice.
That's Fran. Fran Page. Hollis' old flame.
Unless I got my photographs mixed, she had some fire left over for Mr. Drake, too.
Yeah, the 88-man grabbed her off and then he gave her the Fuller.
The "Fuller"?
The brush.
Well, invite her over to the bar and have a drink.
Okay, order me a double bourbon and better make it the same for Fran.
- Think she'll like that? - She can always give it to me.
- Clinker. - Well, hi-dee-dee! Long time no.
We really rode it high at that shuffle of yours the other night, didn't we?
- Yeah, it was a wonderful jam. - Join us for a drink.
I'll have to take a rain check. I'm with the Nick Charles department tonight.
- Nick Charles, the detective? - Yeah.
I don't care for anything.
I thought you told us he was a pump man.
I didn't want you to think I was loading up your jams with a bunch of squares.
They were the squarest hipsters I've ever seen.
- Yeah. - What are they doing in a trap like this?
They're looking for The Reed. He's disappeared.
- Really? - Yeah.
I didn't know that.
Why, I thought that's what you came here to see Fran about.
No, I came to see her about a job I can get her in Havana.
Well, hi-dee-dee.
Hey, Fran.
Hello, Clinker.
I just caught you. Still the same old Fran.
Still plugging The Reed's tune, too.
That's the least I can do for him, isn't it?
- I've been looking all over for him. - What do you want, lessons?
Why don't you stay off it? You know I've always been in his corner.
Sorry. I've got the jumps.
You need some laughs.
Come on out and meet a couple of friends of mine.
- No, I don't feel like meeting anyone. - May we come in?
Fran, this is Mr. And Mrs. Nick Charles.
How do you do?
Well, you're very jivey. A hep warbler.
Mr. Charles is a bit of a schmo.
I thought perhaps you might be able to help us locate Buddy Hollis.
He seems to have evaporated.
Somebody's been giving you a bum steer. I don't know anything about Hollis.
Where is he?
Why don't you ask me if I killed Tommy Drake?
You probably had good reason to.
Look, your three minutes are up and this line is busy.
- So hang up the phone and get out. - What's the fuss?
Get them out of here.
- Just going. - Okay. Make mileage.
Get lost, you offbeat, rinky-dink. You're nowhere.
Ree-bop.
I don't believe there is any such person as Buddy Hollis.
There must be. Missing Persons Bureau reported him seen...
in Chicago, Denver, Palm Beach and Hollywood, but all at the same time.
Darling, how could he be in all those places at the same time?
A split personality.
Well...
I think I detect a receipt-hunting party of Mr. Amboy's.
Amboy? Nicky!
Asta, get in your own bed.
Now you stay there, Asta.
This wonderful bed. I'm going to sleep for 20 years.
When you get up, don't wake me.
Nicky! What are you doing up, darling?
I heard your voices. I hardly ever get to see you.
- Look at what time it is. - That clock's fast.
Who's going to ride me to school in the morning?
- Your mother. - Your father.
We'll both ride you to school.
Now, you kiss this fiend good night, and I'll plant him.
Come on. Up you go.
Go on. You too, you night owl. Douse the light.
Here we go. The Piggyback Express to Sleepy Town.
How about a story, Dad?
No story for you tonight. You've got to get some sleep.
But, your stories always put me to sleep.
Well, all right, but just a short one.
Now let's see. Yes.
Once upon a time, there was an outlaw named Dangerous Dan McGook.
Now one... Well...
- What's this? - That's protection.
Protection.
I don't think you'd get much protection from an old blunderbuss like that.
That's just an antique.
Antique.
What about McGook?
Son, I think that story is a little too scary for this time of night.
- But I like to get scared. - Well, I don't. It frightens me.
Look, I'll tell it to you the very first thing in the morning.
- How's that? - Okay.
- Good night, fella. - Good night, Pop.
Sleep tight. Good night, Asta.
- What are you doing? - I'm getting dressed.
Dressed?
Well...
- I might as well get up, too. - No, you're tired. You stay in bed.
I feel fine. All I needed was a good night's sleep.
Why all the darkness?
It's dark in here.
Open the curtains and let some daylight in.
- What time is it? - 4:00.
- In the morning? - Yep.
- Same morning? - Same morning.
What are you getting dressed for?
- I'm gonna run over and visit the Thayars. - At 4:00 in the morning?
That's the best possible time to ask questions.
People aren't such artful dodgers at 4:00 in the morning.
- I'm going with you. - You're going right back to bed.
We're in this together. I'm going with you.
If I can ever get into my shoes again.
- Yes, what is it? - Mr. And Mrs. Charles to see Ms. Thayar.
I'm sorry, sir. Ms. Thayar's asleep.
It's very important. You'd better wake her.
- I'm afraid I can't. - John, what is it?
Ms. Thayar, this is an unusual time to come visiting but I've got to talk to you.
You've done enough talking already.
Janet, I tried to get in touch with you. Mr. Charles had to do what he did.
- It was for Brant's own good. - That's a neat switch.
- So now you're his benefactor. - And yours, too.
Unless you'd enjoy being a widow.
Very well.
- Won't you sit down? - Thank you.
Ms. Thayar, I... Well.
- Would you like a drink? - Well, this is my brandy hour.
- Mrs. Charles, would you like a drink? - I could stand some sherry.
The weapon that killed Tommy Drake...
seems to have the ballistics experts rather neatly stumped.
That leads to one of two possible conclusions:
Either the gun was handmade, or it was a pre-ballistics antique.
Probably very early 18th century. Perhaps the property of some collector.
Dear me, I'm terribly sorry.
- Here, use this. - Quite all right. Thank you.
Well, that's very interesting, but not interesting enough...
to come breaking down doors at this hour of the morning.
My husband is neither a gunsmith nor an antique collector.
No, but wasn't the City Museum...
given a million-dollar art collection by your father?
Yes, Father gave the museum his...
Elizabethan and Chippendale pieces.
His...
Georgian silver...
and yes, his Flemish paintings, his Reynolds, and his Rembrandt.
Well, that was very generous of him, indeed.
Your father was a collector of many things, wasn't he?
Coral, coins, jade, and, I believe, quite an assortment of 18th-century firearms.
All the weapons my father had, pistols or guns, went to the museum.
Just a minute, Mr. Charles. Just a minute.
Your father seems to have overlooked a few.
Am I to understand that the gun that hung here was given to the museum?
No, Mr. Charles.
I didn't give that gun to the museum.
It was my favorite.
Originally owned by an 18th-century nobleman.
He used it only once, to destroy a brigand who had certain aspirations...
toward the gentleman's daughter.
You had that gun with you the night Drake was murdered.
Well...
Were you perhaps intending to use it on a brigand...
who had certain aspirations toward your daughter?
Perhaps, but he wasn't the man who was killed.
But he and Drake were just about the same height and build.
In the darkness of a below-decks office, there could have been a mistake.
True, but before Mr. Drake was killed I was relieved of that gun...
by my son-in-law.
That's a fine wedding present for you.
Throwing the whole mess right into Phil's lap.
Here, I want you to feel secure for the rest of your life.
You won't have anything to worry about until they throw the switch.
You're lying and you know it. And you...
Yes? This is she.
I see. Yes, of course. Just a minute.
All right.
I see. Of course.
I'm afraid you'll have to excuse me.
- Well, do you wish to arrest me? - Mr. Thayar, I am not a policeman.
If the police want my testimony, I'll be glad to oblige.
That'll make the police happy.
Now if you don't mind, I'd like to go back to bed.
Darling? Mr. Thayar would like to go to bed.
It's nice to know people still go to bed.
Mr. Charles and I used to go to bed once.
Park Towers.
Apartment F, first bedroom to the right.
Driver, hold it.
I should have worn a sleeping bag.
"125 Prospect Terrace.
"Apartment 3A." Look at that.
We're going home. And I'm not tucking you in bed. I'm tying you in.
If you'll just put your blurry blue eyes a little closer, you'll see it.
It's the impression left by the pressure of a pencil.
Oh, yes.
"125 Prospect Terrace."
A phone call at 4:30 in the morning must be pretty urgent.
I have a hunch our headstrong heroine will be along soon.
Sometimes I even amaze myself.
- Follow that car? - Movie fan.
Yes. Follow it.
That jail doesn't look like 125 Prospect Terrace.
She's probably going to tip Brant off to her father's story.
Your father started threatening me and I took the gun away from him.
- What did you do with it? - I put it on a cabinet in my office.
Never saw it again.
You don't believe me, do you?
- Of course I do. - You'll have to step on it.
- I told you, this is against the rules. - Just a moment, please.
- Honey, what'll I do about this call? - I don't know.
But I guess it's worth a chance. Be careful.
All right, driver. Keep right on her.
Keep going. You're losing her.
Look, the city shelled out over $10 million to install that traffic system.
I don't think they'd have given the job to a guy that spells "go," capital S-T-O-P.
He's right, it's spelled with a small "S."
- That sounds like it. Come on. - No more jam sessions for me.
But that's our clarinet.
Fran Page.
Turn it off, dear, will you?
It must've just happened. That record would've played for about three minutes.
You don't think that Janet...
- How did this happen? - I thought perhaps you could tell us.
She phoned me less than a half-hour ago.
Offered to sell me some information that would help Phil.
Sell or withhold information? About an antique gun, for instance?
It's true, Phil got that gun from Father. But he didn't use it.
He put it on a cabinet in his office and never saw it again.
I see.
We followed you until you left the jail and then we lost you. What delayed you?
The money. She wanted $2,500. I had to go to Phil's place to get it.
Ms. Page didn't strike me as a blackmailing type.
I don't think she was.
She said she needed the money for somebody out of town.
Had to have it in a hurry. She seemed quite upset and nervous about it.
Hollis doesn't seem to be anywhere in town.
- Hello? Hotel Vesta. - Yes, Ms. Page stopped here several times.
- Was she alone? - Now, we don't go snooping on our guests.
Their comings and goings are their own business...
and that applies to your Ms. Page.
She just stayed in her room and kept to herself.
Except about 1:50 she'd go out and get back about 3:10, that's all.
Outside of after dinner, when she did the same thing, only then she'd leave...
about 7:50 and get back about 9:10.
That's all I know about her because we don't go snooping on our guests.
I don't suppose you'd remember whether she ever had any visitors?
No question of not remembering. Just a question of not snooping on our guests.
No concern of ours if some Al Amboy and a couple of his friends come visiting her.
They were nice, polite young gentlemen. Went out with Ms. Page at the same time.
She never called a cab and there was never any outside.
So I just decided she liked to take walks for her health.
If you've come to fish for information, you've come to the wrong place...
because we never go snooping on our guests.
- Mr. Purdy, telephone. - Yes.
1:50, 3:10. 7:50, 9:10. Sounds like visiting hours.
Those are visiting hours.
He latched onto something, teacher.
Are there any public institutions, a jail, a prison, or a hospital...
- within 10 minutes walk of here? - Fast walking or slow walking?
Never mind.
But you're sure there's no Hollis there?
I see.
Unless you want to try the city pound, the dump, or the waterworks...
that just about takes care of all the public institutions in Poughkeepsie.
Maybe he's in some private institution.
Clinker, you're magnificent.
We have to walk 10 minutes in various directions till we find the right institution.
- You've got the nose of a bloodhound. - Don't let him worry you.
The rest of your face looks fine.
Ten minutes right on the nose of the bloodhound.
And we're running out of directions.
- "Valley Rest Home"? - Well, let's have a look.
I'm afraid Mr. Hollis' condition will not permit visitors.
- Exactly what is his condition? - Exactly how does that concern you?
Dr. Monolaw, we're his friends. We have the right to see him.
Unless you produce him, I'll produce the police.
- Bring in nine. - Yes, sir.
Mr. Hollis has not had very many visitors.
His mind has been completely shattered by alcohol.
He sits in his room and plays the same melody over and over without variation.
I must ask you to be very careful with him.
He seems to be suffering from a deep-rooted guilt fixation.
Visitors have a somewhat disturbing effect on him.
Sometimes, an alarming effect.
Buddy, there are some friends to see you. They want to talk to you.
Hi, kingpin.
I see you got the old jute-flute.
I heard you breezing it just now.
Still headman, kid.
Come on, candy-boy.
Don't you recognize me? This is the old Clinker.
Remember how we used to belt it out at those jam sessions?
Well, I just came up here to see how you feel.
Well, I thought maybe there was something you might want. Radio?
Noise box.
Nothing happens. The poor guy is nowhere.
Buddy, the boys at the boat have been asking about you.
The boat?
They think you got a pretty rough deal from Tommy Drake.
Nurse.
It's all right, Buddy. Visiting hours are over.
- Isn't there any way to make him talk? - Lf there is, I don't know it.
Why do you think he kept staring at me that way?
Probably identified you with a Ms. Page.
She came to see him. She was very kind to him.
- Do you think that perhaps if I were alone... - Much too risky.
This has upset him. He may become violent.
I'm sorry, I will not permit it.
Well, we'll have to try something else. Thank you, Doctor. I'll be back.
You apparently have time to waste. I'm sorry, I haven't.
I'm sorry, but I'll be back.
I think maybe he'd open up if we kept coming around or something.
I think I'd rather figure out some "or something."
Darling, I'm not very hungry.
I think I'll go back to the hotel and freshen up.
- Well... - I have half of Poughkeepsie on my face.
I like that corner particularly.
We'll join you as soon as we finish.
- Who gets the bone? - I do.
Well, we'll just send it to the laboratory.
- Have we any report on yesterday's case? - Not yet.
I'm worried about that.
Hello, Buddy. You're not afraid of me, are you?
I'm a friend of Fran's. You remember Fran?
We're doing an act together now. Great little partner, Fran.
We always feature your song. Tears the place apart.
Go on, play it.
It's my favorite tune, too.
I suddenly got a sneaking suspicion that she wasn't going back to the hotel...
so I checked and found I was right.
She didn't come back here to take a second crack at Hollis, did she?
I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Charles. Your wife is not here.
Please.
That's swell, Buddy.
Swell.
- Buddy, I want you to tell me... - Fran always used to come in right on cue.
I'll breeze it again and you try it.
Well, go on. Take it.
I can't. I have a sore throat.
I caught a cold last night.
I'll tell Fran I saw you.
I'll tell her you played the song for me.
- You don't sing with Fran. - I'm trying to...
You never sang with Fran. They sent you to spy on me.
- No. - They told you to say that Fran sent you?
- No. - Yes, I killed Drake. Now I have to kill you.
That's what I hid the gun for.
- No, nobody... Don't shoot. - I have to kill you.
No, Buddy, don't.
- Darling. - I'm all right.
- Take it easy, boy. - How did he come to have a gun?
Don't you search the rooms of your patients?
This is a rest home, not a jail or an asylum. Give him some water.
- And some hand grenades to play with. - That's the murder gun.
- He confessed he killed Tommy Drake. - I see.
- I'll take that. - Just a minute.
I think this may interest the police. Let's go.
- Yes, I'm calling New York. - Darling, why bother to call?
- We'll be home in a couple of hours. - I want to hear my son's voice.
For a moment there, I didn't think I'd ever hear it again.
- Hollis didn't look like a killer. - Maybe he isn't.
- He admitted it, he even took a shot at me. - For a complete miss.
- Meaning what? - Meaning that in his condition...
he couldn't hit the ocean from a rowboat.
And Tommy Drake was shot right through the middle of the heart.
- Then why did he confess? - Cracked minds play funny tricks on you.
And, by the same token, you can play funny tricks on cracked minds.
Now I have a hunch that Fran Page knew exactly who the trickster was.
That's why she was murdered.
I see.
All you have to do to prove your innocence is confess your guilt.
Yes, I'm calling New York.
Hello?
Hello, Mrs. Charles. I just came up to talk to your husband.
No, I can't talk to him on the phone. I'll wait.
- May I talk to her, please? - Bertha?
- Yes, she's here. - May I talk to her, please?
- Hi, Mom. When are you coming home? - Hello, darling.
I'm afraid we won't be able to have dinner with you again.
Yes. You can stay up until 9:30.
We'll come in and kiss you when we get home.
Tell Bertha we'll be home in a few hours.
Okay, I'll tell her as soon as she comes in. Bye.
As soon as... Nicky?
Come on, Mammy. We don't want to settle in Poughkeepsie.
What's the matter?
Nothing. Janet's waiting at the apartment. She wants to talk to you.
Well, it's all set. The hound can ride with us in the baggage car.
Do you always have to ride in the baggage car because of the M-U-T-T?
He understands every word.
- Two spades. - Two no trump.
With a hand like this I should have a finger bowl. I pass.
- Three no trump. - I pass.
What do you think?
He needs glasses.
Yes, either that or he has something in his eye.
- What is it, boy? A cinder? - Here, let me see.
Come here. Hold still.
Say, let me see that.
Why, that's the same... Of course, I remember the lace perfectly.
- Where did you get this? - Eve's Fifth Avenue, I think.
- I mean, is it yours? - I only steal cocktail napkins.
Of course it's mine. No, it's Janet's.
When she spilled that drink last night, I must have taken it.
Yes, I had that bag.
This is exactly like the handkerchief that was lying beside Fran Page's body.
I thought it was odd that Miss Janet got there after we did...
and then burst in without knocking.
Janet's home alone with Nicky.
- What do you mean, alone? - I thought I didn't hear right.
Nicky said Bertha was out. Nick, Janet got rid of her.
She lied to me.
She said that Bertha was there. Why would she lie to me unless...
You know how she hates us. She blames us for everything.
This may be her way of... Nick, what'll we do?
- How long before we get to New York? - An hour, at least.
- Hour? - Yeah.
Now, nobody's gonna hurt a little kid.
No, that's right, Mommy.
No one would hurt a little boy.
Only a few more minutes.
How could you leave him alone with a strange woman?
I thought she was your friend.
She only wanted me to go to the druggist to get her headache pills.
I wouldn't have gone, only she looked so pale and weak...
- I couldn't refuse her, could I? - Why couldn't you refuse her?
- Darling, how could she know? - I'm sorry.
Mr. Charles, not a sign of him.
I've been all over the neighborhood.
The elevator boy remembered taking him down...
and that Thayar chick told him to tell Bertha they'd be back soon.
Two hours is quite a little while.
Your kid. Yeah, we'll get on it right away.
Yes, right away.
Made you some fresh coffee.
- Thank you, Bertha. - None for me.
You'd better have some, darling. It'll calm your nerves.
Check with the police again.
Darling, I've checked five times. They're tearing up the town.
- Lf anything pops, they'll call us. - Hey, Mom, Pop.
Nicky, darling.
I've been pinched.
Where'd you find them, Kramer?
Nabbed them outside the Capitol Theatre.
Darling, would you take Nicky to his room, please?
Come, dear.
Ms. Thayar, I'm afraid I'm going to have to be blunt.
- Just exactly what's the idea? - I'll be glad to tell you.
If you'll just give me a chance to catch my breath.
Thank you very much.
It's a pleasure. I'll report to headquarters.
Well?
While Bertha was out, you had some visitors.
They insisted upon waiting for you. One of them kept playing with a knife.
- Yes? - The other kept eyeing Little Nicky...
and repeating how tough it'd be on you if anything happened to him.
I got worried. I took him to the bedroom and pretended to put him to bed...
and I took him out the bedroom door.
I'm very grateful to you for that.
But I can't understand it making such a fuss.
Well, perhaps this will explain.
That's what I came to see you about.
Yes, I did get to Fran's apartment before you.
She was dead when I got there. I was going to remove the knife...
and then I remembered about fingerprints, so I took out my handkerchief.
But I just couldn't. So I got up and ran...
and I was afraid of being seen and I started down the back staircase.
Suddenly, I remembered the handkerchief. I rushed back to get it and found you.
I don't know why I didn't tell you about it. I guess I just got panicky.
That's the truth. Please believe me.
- You awake? - No, I'm asleep.
- Why are your eyes open? - I'm counting sheep.
I'll bet they're black ones...
like Amboy and his pals.
And Brant and Hollis.
And Fran Page.
Are you sure her murder was tied up with Drake's?
I think it adds up.
Fran Page was going to talk.
If she intended to pin the Drake murder on Hollis...
why should anyone have wanted to kill her?
Hollis is hopelessly insane...
totally unresponsible for his acts.
She was obviously going to pin it on someone else.
And that someone else did away with her.
Then with Hollis in his present condition and taking the blame...
this someone else probably feels pretty safe.
But suppose Hollis regained his senses?
All you'd have to do is perform a miracle and cure him.
The impression that Hollis is cured and ready to talk is all we'd need.
What would happen?
The killer would certainly try to get him before he had a chance to talk.
That might be our chance to get the killer.
Mammy, I think we're going to reopen the S.S. Fortune.
We?
You and I, and the police department.
My Nicky.
- Albert. - Mr. Brant.
- My table. - I didn't know you'd be here tonight.
- The only table I have left is... - Darling, it's a wonderful crowd.
Nick, what worries me...
- Table three, Mr. Brant. Is that all right? - That's okay.
- George, table three for Mr. Brant. - Yes, Mr. Brant.
He promised they'd come. If they do, I want them at our table.
What's all this finger business about?
I'm having the most likely candidates seated where I can watch them squirm.
I hope it goes as smoothly as you expect.
If anything should happen to poor Hollis.
I've taken every precaution. Sergeant, your slip is showing.
Thanks. There's the inspector.
- Everything all right, Nick? - All right.
Now all we have to do is sit quiet and keep our fingers crossed.
I have so many fingers crossed now, I can't lift my drink.
Some shiny eyes in the jungle.
- Albert. - Mr. Talbin.
- Our reservations. - Of course.
Just a moment, please.
- Table four, Mr. Talbin. - Thank you.
- George, table four. - Yes, Mr. Talbin.
- Well, my old friend slush pump. - How do you do?
- Do you attend all the openings? - Naturally. It's my business.
If Hollis has really come out of the fog...
and is half as good as he was, I can book him.
I think he's going to surprise you.
- Stunning jewelry. Those earrings. - Very attractive.
The earrings are higher up.
The charm boys.
Table for four.
- AI Amboy. - Yes, Mr. Amboy.
Table two, Mr. Amboy. Henry, table two.
This way, please.
- Good evening, Mrs. Amboy. - Good evening.
How did you enjoy your trip to Poughkeepsie?
I loaned Fran Page the dough to send Hollis up there.
He's okay now, so I'm here to collect.
Someday I'm going to take lessons from you on how to get blood out of a stone.
I just have my boys break it up into little pieces.
Remind me not to turn my back on that little group tonight.
That Mrs. Amboy, the necklace she's wearing.
- She can afford it. - But it matches Mrs. Talbin's earrings.
- Let's have champagne tonight. - Sure.
I don't feel like dancing, let's sit this one out.
Anything you say, Baby.
How much would a trinket like that cost?
- Darling. - $12,000?
The value is unimportant. It's the thought.
The thought happens to be that $12,000 is just about...
the amount that Drake owed Mr. Amboy.
Well, bossman, everything looks set.
The Doc says the joint's having a kind of a restorative effect on The Reed.
He's even got him convinced that he's never been away...
that all the murder biz was strictly a bad dream.
So he'll play all right.
He'll look good up there, too.
Well, prettier the bait, the better the catch.
Come again?
That's an old saying I just made up.
Look, bossman...
Fishes number five and six are beginning to nibble.
- Five. - I beg your pardon?
Good evening.
I was using my influence to get you a good table.
We're sitting with Mr. Brant.
I didn't think you people could be dragged into this place.
We couldn't very well offend Mr. Brant. After all, he's a member of the family now.
We'll see you later.
Mr. Thayar, I ran across your gun...
at the Valley Rest Home in Poughkeepsie.
The inspector insisted that I leave it with him.
He had some strange notion that since Brant is a member of your family now...
he's trying to shield you.
The inspector is famous for his little jokes.
Hey, bossman, I hate to bring this up but...
I don't know about sitting next to The Reed.
Suppose somebody takes a shot at him and misses.
Would you rather he were hit?
No, but if you miss one thing, well, you're bound to hit another.
And I thought, instead of being up on the stand beside him...
I could, kind of, play off-stage?
Why don't you play at the table? That would be even safer.
Unless our murderer makes a cushion shot.
That's what I like. Sympathy.
If you saw something you knew wasn't there, what would you do?
I'd go back to Poughkeepsie with Dr. Monolaw.
And you saw a blank space where you knew something should be?
I see that all the time. What is it?
Mrs. Amboy's necklace. She isn't wearing it anymore.
- I don't like it. - Sorry, but that's the way it's got to be.
- She isn't. - And Mrs. Talbin is wearing it.
- It matches her earrings perfectly. - What do you get out of it?
A sudden urge to merge with the Talbins.
Come on.
I am sending Johnson to Rio to close the deal. He'll be a sensation.
They've never seen anything like him in this country.
This is not really my racket.
I have to give her one whirl to keep the franchise.
Yes, I know what you mean.
I wanted to ask you to have a drink with us but those tables...
are hardly big enough to hold one.
Have a drink with us when you finish dancing.
We're finished.
Waiter.
- It's a wonderful opening. - Yes, isn't it?
Think Hollis will ever be able to take Drake's place?
Nobody will ever be able to take Tommy Drake's place.
Yes, I know how you folks feel about him.
After all, it was you who cleared up his debt, wasn't it?
I told you I didn't let him have the money.
What difference?
$12,000 or a necklace probably worth more.
- I don't know what you're talking about. - You should.
Didn't you just redeem the necklace?
Mrs. Talbin's been wearing that necklace all evening.
In that case, somebody had better tell Mrs. Amboy she's lost hers.
Wait a minute.
I just redeemed the necklace in the powder room.
- What? - I gave it to Amboy that night.
I didn't want anything to happen to Tommy Drake.
And I nearly threw a $100,000 tour in that guy's lap.
That tour would have meant a lot of money to you, too, wouldn't it?
Of course, but...
But you wouldn't advance him the $12,000...
even though you knew Amboy was preparing a cement kimono for him?
I told you he was a bad risk.
Seems very puzzling.
But I'm sure that Hollis will soon make it all very clear.
Now, ladies and gentlemen, Buddy Hollis and his famous clarinet.
After the number, he will make an announcement...
that's going to throw a bombshell into the Tommy Drake murder case.
- Lf the party gets rough, duck. - I'm practically under the table now...
but not the way I'd like to be.
Well, Buddy, I guess this is it.
Time for that little bombshell.
Buddy, tell everyone how Tommy Drake was murdered...
how the murderer took advantage of your condition...
and planted a gun on you and then worked on you...
till he convinced you you'd killed Drake...
and how, with murder on your conscience, you went to pieces.
Tell them why Fran Page was murdered...
how she came to visit you several times at the Valley Rest Home...
and gradually pieced things together and threatened to talk.
Tell them about the someone who went to her apartment...
to try to keep her quiet and couldn't...
and how he turned on her phonograph, loud...
so that her screams couldn't be heard as he plunged his knife into her.
You told me who he is. You told the police.
Now tell all these people who he is. Tell them.
Come on, Buddy. Tell them.
Never mind, Buddy. I'll tell them.
It's true about Fran. I killed her. I had to.
And I killed Tommy Drake.
I didn't intend to. I wanted to keep him away from Phyllis.
I went to reason with him and when I saw that gun on the cabinet...
I think we know the rest.
I don't think you do.
Everything would have been all right if you hadn't meddled into it.
This is the last time you're going to meddle...
Keep away, all of you.
Don't touch him. You knew about Tommy and me all along.
Weren't you clever?
That's why you wouldn't lend him the money.
You wanted Amboy to kill him.
But I crossed you up by paying Amboy off with my necklace.
I couldn't let him take you away from me.
I thought Phil Brant did it. That's why I took a shot at him...
at the Charles' apartment. But you did it!
Let the police have him.
I swore I'd kill the man who shot Tommy Drake.
Well, I guess you did.
And to think you did it all with your own little hatchet.
- I'm proud of you, darling. - Thank you, angel.
- Now, Nick Charles, is going to retire. - You through with crime?
No, I'm going to bed.
That reminds me.
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