I beg your pardon, but aren't you Guy Haines?
Oh, sure. I saw you blast Faraday right off the court...
...in South Orange last season.
Made the semifinals, didn't you?
I certainly admire people who do things.
By the way...
...my name is Bruno. Bruno Anthony.
See?
I suppose you think it's corny, but my mother gave it to me...
...so I have to wear it to please her.
I don't talk much. You go ahead and read.
It must be pretty exciting to be so important.
A tennis player isn't so important.
People who do things are important.
Me, I never seem to do anything.
I suppose you're going to Southampton for the doubles.
You are a tennis fan.
Gee, I wish I could be there to watch you.
But I've got to get back to Washington tomorrow.
I'm from Arlington, you know.
Cigarette?
Not now, thanks. I don't smoke much.
Me, I smoke too much.
Here.
Thanks.
Elegant.
" From A to G. "
I bet I can guess who "A" is.
Anne Morton.
You see, sometimes I turn the sports page, and I see the society section.
And the pictures. She's very beautiful.
Senator Morton's daughter.
You're quite a reader, Mr. Anthony.
Yes, I am. Ask me anything. Anything from today's sports news...
...or stock report, to Li'l Abner. I got the answer.
Even news about people that I don't know. Like...
...who would like to marry whom...
...when his wife gets her divorce.
Perhaps you read too much.
Oh, there I go again! Too friendly.
Always happens. I meet somebody who I like and admire, and...
...I open my mouth too much.
I'm sorry.
That's all right, forget it. I guess I'm a little jumpy.
There's a new cure for that. Waiter.
Scotch and plain water, please. A pair. Doubles.
The only kind of doubles I play.
You'll have to drink both of them.
And I could do it.
When is the wedding?
What?
The wedding. You and Anne Morton. It was in the papers.
Well, it shouldn't have been. Unless they legalized bigamy overnight.
Oh, I've got a wonderful theory about that.
Some day I'd like to tell you about it.
But right now, I suppose that divorce is the simplest operation.
It's wonderful, you know, having you as company all the way to New York.
As a matter of fact, I'm not going direct. I'm stopping off at Metcalf.
Metcalf? Who would want to stop off at Metcalf?
It's my hometown.
Oh, I get it. A little chat with your wife about the divorce?
Close enough.
Thanks, I think I will.
Here's luck. Drink up...
...and we'll have lunch sent to my compartment.
Thanks very much, but I think I'll go to the dining car. Waiter.
Do you know if there are any vacant seats in the diner now?
Not for about 20 minutes, I'm afraid, sir.
You see? You'll have to lunch with me. Waiter!
Bring me some lamb chops, french fries and...
...chocolate ice cream. Compartment B, car 121.
-Oh, and waiter-- -Yes, sir.
-Guy, what'll you have? -No, thanks just the same, but--
Oh go on, go on, order!
I'll just have a hamburger, and a cup of coffee.
Here's to the next Mrs. Haines.
Sure, I went to college. Got kicked out of three.
Drinking and gambling!
Not like you, eh?
All right, so I'm a bum.
Who said you were?
My father.
He hates me.
With all the money he's got, he thinks that I ought to catch...
...the 8:05 bus every morning, punch a time clock somewhere...
...and work my way up selling paint or something.
Now, what do you think of a character like that?
Well, I think possibly--
I hate him, too.
I tell you...
...I get so sore at him sometimes, I want to kill him!
I don't think you know what you want.
I want to do something.
And everything!
I've got a theory that you should do everything before you die.
Have you ever driven a car blindfolded at 150 miles an hour?
Not lately.
I did.
I flew in a jet plane, too.
Man, that's a thrill! Almost blew the sawdust out of my head.
I'm going to make a reservation on the first rocket to the moon.
What are you trying to prove?
I'm not like you, Guy. You're lucky. You're smart.
Marrying the boss's daughter, that's...
...that makes a nice shortcut to a career, doesn't it?
Marrying the senator's daughter has nothing to do with it!
Can't a fellow look beyond a tennis net without being out for something?
Take it easy, Guy. I'm your friend, remember? I like you!
I'd do anything for you.
Sure, Bruno.
We'll be pulling in soon. I've got to change trains.
What did you say her name was? Your wife's?
-Miriam. -Miriam, that's it.
Miriam Joyce Haines.
I suppose she played around a lot?
Let's not talk about it anymore.
A woman like that can sure make a lot of trouble for a man.
Skip it, Bruno!
It's kind of painful for a man to discover he's been a chump.
Want to hear one of my ideas for a perfect murder?
You want to hear the busted light socket in the bathroom...
...or the carbon monoxide in the garage?
Neither one.
I may be old-fashioned, but I thought murder was against the law.
My theory is that everybody is a potential murderer.
Now, didn't you ever feel like you wanted to kill somebody?
Say, one of those useless fellows that Miriam was playing around with.
You can't go around killing people just because you think they're useless.
What is a life or two, Guy? Some people are better off dead!
A little like your wife and my father, for instance.
That reminds me of a wonderful idea I had once!
I used to put myself to sleep at night, figuring it out.
Now, let's say that you'd like to get rid of your wife.
-That's a morbid thought. -No, no, just suppose.
Let's say you have a good reason.
-No, let's-- -No, let's say.
Now you'd be afraid to kill her, you know why? You'd get caught.
And what would trip you up?
The motive.
Now, here's my idea--
I'm afraid I haven't got time to listen.
Listen, it's so simple, too.
Two fellows meet, accidentally like you and me.
No connection between them at all.
Never saw each other before.
Each one has somebody he'd like to get rid of.
So, they swap murders!
Swap murders?!
Each fellow does the other fellow's murder.
Then there's nothing to connect them.
Each one has murdered a total stranger.
Like you do my murder, I do yours.
We're coming into my station.
For example: Your wife, my father....
Crisscross.
What?
We do talk the same language, don't we?
Sure, Bruno. We talk the same language.
-Thanks for the lunch. -I'm glad you enjoyed it.
I thought the lamb chops were a little overdone, myself.
Nice meeting you.
Now...
...you think my theory's okay, Guy? You like it?
Sure, Bruno, sure. They're all okay.
Crisscross....
-Hiya, Bill. -Guy Haines, good to see ya, boy!
You'd better win in Southampton tomorrow, hear me?
I got two bucks on your nose.
Park these in a lucky spot for a few hours, will you?
1.50, 2, 3, 4, 5.
There you are, thank you very much.
-Hello, Guy. -You're looking well, Miriam.
So are you.
You got a nice tan, playing tennis with all your rich friends.
What time do we meet your lawyer?
What's your hurry?
My hurry? That's funny, coming from you.
You're the one who's in a hurry, aren't you?
When you wouldn't give me the divorce right away...
...I sort of hoped maybe it was because you were a little bit jealous.
I got over being jealous a long time ago, Miriam.
Let's talk in here.
This is cozier. Sort of like old times, isn't it Guy?
It's pretty late to start flirting with a discarded husband.
Especially when you're going to have another man's baby.
You know I think you're handsomer than ever?
Let's see your lawyer and get this over with.
Did you bring me the money? Lawyers are expensive.
Here it is.
If I had known what all that tennis nonsense of yours...
...was going to lead to, I wouldn't have run out on you.
What are you trying to say, Miriam?
I'm not getting a divorce.
You little double-crosser! I didn't want this divorce, you did.
That's what you've been harping about for the past year.
It's a woman's privilege to change her mind.
Now I can buy me some pretty new clothes.
I wouldn't want you to be ashamed of me in Washington...
...when we go to all those dinners and swanky parties.
What do you mean by that?
Don't look so mad, Guy.
You always smile when you have your picture taken for the newspaper.
Especially when you have Anne Morton hanging on your arm.
Let's not talk about Anne Morton.
It's serious between you two, eh?
You can throw all your little dreams about her right into the ashcan.
I'm coming to Washington.
What for?
To have my baby, and be with you.
Why me? It's not my baby.
But people don't know that, do they?
It'd make a pretty story: The Senator's daughter involved with a married man.
Especially when he's about to become a father.
-You conniving little liar! -Keep your voice down.
What happened? He run out on you?
No man runs out on me, Guy. Not even you!
Now look, Miriam. You've been trying to get rid of me long enough.
Now I'll go you one better!
I never want to see or hear of you again!
I could be very pathetic as the deserted mother in a courtroom!
Think it over!
And who would believe you?
I'm warning you--
Break it up, folks. This isn't the place for a family quarrel.
I'm sorry.
I'm leaving.
You heard what I said, Guy Haines.
You can't throw me away like an old shoe.
I'm coming to Washington to have my baby. Tell that to the Senate!
Yes, I'm in Metcalf.
No, everything didn't go smoothly.
She doesn't want the divorce. Not now.
It's unbelievable.
Yes, I know how you must feel.
But you sound so savage.
Sure I sound savage. I feel savage. I'd like to break her neck!
I said I'd like to break her foul, useless, little neck!
I said I could strangle her!
Try to keep your hands quiet.
You're so restless lately.
I like them to look just right.
Did I file them too short?
Oh, no, Ma. They're just fine. Thanks.
What's the matter?
I'm all right. Don't worry about me.
But you look so pale, dear.
Are you out of vitamins?
I took a bottle yesterday, Ma.
A whole fifth!
But you have that look, dear. I always can tell.
You haven't done anything foolish?
I do hope you've forgotten about your little plan.
Which one?
About blowing up the White House.
I was only fooling!
Besides, what would the president say?
You're a naughty boy, Bruno.
But you always make me laugh.
Get shaved before your father comes.
I'm sick and tired of bowing and scraping to the king!
Now, let's not lose control.
Come and see my painting.
I wish you'd take up painting.
It's such a soothing pastime.
Mother, you're wonderful!
That's the old boy, all right!
That's father!
Is it?
I was trying to paint St. Francis.
Excuse me, sir. They're ready with your call to Southampton.
Come here, I want to talk to you and your mother.
Sorry, Father. Long distance.
What? Who did you say this is?
Bruno, Guy. Bruno Anthony.
Don't you remember? On the train!
Are you getting a divorce?
So she double-crossed you. Are you going to see her again?
If it's the last thing I do, I'm going to have that boy taken care of.
If necessary, put under restraint.
-Three cones! -What flavors you got?
-Vanilla? -Vanilla, swell!
I think I should have had a hot dog before I had this.
-A hot dog?! -To satisfy my craving.
-Craving for what? -I never saw a girl eat so much.
-I don't know where you put it all. -Hey, this is good!
Hey, are we gonna go to the "Tunnel of Love"?
Sixteen hundred! Who else wants to take the chance to win the Kewpie doll?
Sixteen hundred! How about you, sir? Thank you!
Seventeen hundred! You did not win the Kewpie doll that time.
Will you try it again, sir?
Here we go, watch it now.
Sixteen hundred! Will you try it again, and win a nice Kewpie doll for the lady?
Try your luck, mister?
Here we go!
You've just won a Kewpie doll. Why, he's broken the thing!
Let's go on the merry-go-round.
Hey, let's sing, come on!
Let's go for a boat ride.
How about some popcorn?
Not now!
Oh, it's no fun neckin' with a mouth full of popcorn!
Is your name Miriam?
Why yes how did you--
Miriam, where are you?
-Miriam, come on, stop fooling. -Think you can give us the slip, huh?
-Come on, stop hiding. -Miriam, where are you?
Hey, here she is!
Look! She has fainted. Come on, Miriam! Get up!
What's the matter?
She is dead!
Help! Help! Somebody send a doctor!
Go get a cop, I don't know what's goin' on over there.
" He loved that goat.
" lndeed he did.
" He loved that goat.
"Just like a kid. "
What's your opinion?
You'll never make the Metropolitan.
My name is Collins, on sabbatical, Delaware Tech.
Glad to meet you.
I just made a speech in New York, on integration.
In differential calculus...
...a function is given...
...and the differential is obtained.
You understand?
Yes, I understand.
You do?
"There was a man...
"...who had a goat..."
Over here, Guy.
What are you doing here, at this time of night?
You don't seem very pleased to see me. I brought you a little present.
What do you mean?
What's this all about?
Recognize them?
It was very quick, Guy. She wasn't hurt in any way.
It was all over in no time.
I knew you'd be surprised.
And Guy, there's nothing for us to worry about. Nobody saw me.
Only Miriam.
And I was very careful, Guy.
Even when I dropped your cigarette lighter there...
...I went back to pick it up.
Are you trying to tell me--? Why, you maniac!
But Guy, you wanted it!
We planned it on the train together, remember?
Where are you going?
Where do you think I'm going? I'm gonna call the police of course.
But you can't Guy. We'd both be arrested for murder.
We'd both be arrested for murder?!
You're just as much in it as I am.
We planned it together. Crisscross.
You crazy fool! Do you think you can get away with that?
Oh come now, Guy. Why should l go to Metcalf to kill a total stranger?
Unless it was part of a plan, and you were in on it.
You're the one who benefits, Guy. You're a free man now.
I didn't even know the girl.
I had nothing to do with this! The police will believe me.
If you go to the police now...
...you'll just be turning yourself in as an accessory.
You see, you have the motive.
-What is it? -My telephone.
Someone has some news for you, Guy.
It's the police.
You've got me acting like I'm a criminal.
Why you crazy fool!
Don't you call me that!
You must be tired. I know I am.
I've had a strenuous evening.
But now, about my father....
You see, I've got the plan of the house already made.
And I have an old Luger pistol, which I picked up in a pawn shop--
But Guy, wait a minute. We have to talk, we have to arrange things.
Get away before I give you what you gave Miriam.
You're tired, Guy. Think things over and you'll see I'm right.
I don't know you.
I never saw you before! I never want to see you again!
I'm sorry, darling. I just came in.
Yes, I'm all right. But you sound upset.
Is anything wrong?
All right, I'll come right over.
Anne darling, you're trembling.
Do you know how much I love you?
Brazen woman, I'm the one to say that!
I wanted you to know before....
Father wants to see you.
Good evening, sir.
Hello, Babs.
Something dreadful happened.
Sit down, Barbara.
There seems to be no way of diplomatically breaking tragic news.
I'm sorry to be the one to tell you.
It concerns your wife.
She has been murdered.
The police have been trying to locate you everywhere.
You're to call headquarters in Metcalf.
Miriam murdered?!
She was strangled.
It happened on an island in an amusement park.
It was sort of a lover's lane, I believe.
Evidently a sordid atmosphere.
Miriam went there with two boys, they're the ones who found her.
So they're not suspects, but you probably will be.
Young lady, there's no overlooking the fact that murder is at...
...our doorstep, but I wish you wouldn't drag it into the living room.
Well, let's not fool ourselves. The police will say...
...Guy wanted Miriam out of the way so he could marry Anne.
A crime of this sort, the police first go after the husband anyway.
And Guy had every motive.
Motive?
Well, she's right. Whichever way you look at it...
...I'm in a spot.
Oh, come now, my boy, I'm sure you've got nothing to worry about.
If he hasn't an alibi for 9:30 tonight, he has plenty to worry about.
You can tell them where you were?
Can't you, Guy?
At 9:30, I was on the train from New York to Washington.
There you are.
Who saw you?
Did you speak to anyone? You need a witness.
Yes, I did speak to someone.
Someone you know?
No.
His name was...
...Collins.
He's a professor.
Harvard?
Delaware Tech.
Then everything's all right.
Not quite. He'll still have to answer questions.
Routine. Pure routine.
I'm afraid there'll be many reporters at your front door in the morning.
Oh, Daddy doesn't mind a little scandal. He's a senator!
It can't be helped, darling. It's not your fault.
It's not as though anyone can say you had anything to do with it.
Someone might say it.
I'd do anything to keep you all out of this mess.
Be guided by my experience...
...never lose any sleep over accusations.
Unless they can be proved, of course.
Dreadful business! Dreadful! Poor unfortunate girl!
She was a tramp.
She was a human being. And let me remind you that even...
...the most unworthy of us has a right to life and the pursuit of happiness.
From what I hear, she pursued it in all directions.
Father, it's getting terribly late. And Guy looks so tired.
Of course! Go back to bed, Barbara.
Well, you two, nothing stands in your way now.
You can be married right away. Think of it, you're free!
One doesn't always have to say what one thinks.
Father, I'm not a politician!
You won't forget that call, Guy. Captain Turley.
I still think it'd be wonderful to have a man love you so much...
...he'd kill for you.
I kept saying over and over I was being silly...
...but there was one horrible moment tonight when the news came through....
I kept remembering what you shouted on the phone from Metcalf.
That I could str--
Don't even say it.
Forget you ever said it!
Even more terrifying than the murder itself was...
...the horrible thought that if you had had anything to do with it...
...we would have been separated, perhaps forever.
I couldn't stand that!
I couldn't bear it!
Captain Turley is expecting me. Guy Haines.
Just a moment, Mr. Haines.
Would you come in, please?
Good of you to be so prompt, Mr. Haines. This is Lt. Campbell.
I know you're a busy man, so we won't detain you any longer than necessary.
You've already been good enough to tell us where you were last evening.
We've managed to locate the gentleman whom you spoke with on the train.
Yes, I saw him outside.
Will you come in please, Professor?
This is Mr. Haines.
He was with you on the train last night.
I'm terribly sorry, but I really don't remember meeting this gentleman.
Unfortunately I remember very little of our trip from New York.
You see, we had a little celebration.
We were sitting opposite each other in the observation car.
You were singing a song about a goat.
A goat?
And calculus.
You were going over a speech you'd made.
I was?
I'm very sorry, Mr. Haines. I certainly must've been celebrating.
Is it so important whether Professor Collins remembers me?
Surely the important thing is I've been able to name a man...
...who was on the train with me. You've been able to find him.
Isn't that proof of where I was at 9:30 last night?
-Hello, dear, Senator, Babs. -Hello, darling.
-Have you had dinner? -On the train.
Well you haven't been in Metcalf all this time.
We expected you hours ago.
I didn't.
They sometimes throw a suspect in the can and leave him there all night.
Sit down, Guy. Sit down. Barbara, some coffee.
You had no trouble of course, with the police...
...once they verified your alibi.
When an alibi is full of bourbon, sir, it can't stand up.
You mean the professor was boiled?
Completely.
He didn't remember me.
But you knew he was on the train.
Wasn't that enough to prove that you were on it, too?
Apparently not at the right time.
They suggested I could have caught the train at Baltimore...
...after Miriam was murdered.
They had it all worked out in their little timetable.
But that's ridiculous! They're acting as if you were guilty.
Oh, everything will be all right, Anne. The police were just being thorough.
Weren't they, Daddy?
I certainly hope so. What's your next move?
Whatever it is, the police will know about it.
They gave me a present.
Take a look.
My guardian angel!
You're being tailed.
That's Leslie Hennessy.
He works sixteen hours a day.
Somebody else takes over for the next eight.
As a matter of fact, Hennessy is a very nice fellow.
I'll have him called off immediately.
Obstructing the wheels of justice, Daddy?
I'm afraid where I go, Hennessy goes. Even to the Senate.
Is he likely to picket my office?
Very likely.
I would suggest, Guy, for your own peace of mind, of course...
...that you work here at the house for a few days.
It would be less embarrassing for you.
But then what about practicing?
Perhaps I'd better forget about Forest Hills.
My dear boy, wouldn't it look rather awkward...
...if you cancelled all your plans?
He's right, Guy. You mustn't do anything that looks suspicious.
You've got to go on acting as though nothing had happened.
Escorted by Mr. Hennessy.
A call for you, Mr. Haines. They say it's urgent.
Thank you.
Excuse me.
It must have been some mistake. It wasn't for me.
Well, I suppose I was pretty lucky being seeded fifth, really.
I never saw a Forest Hills tournament before.
I'm kind of looking forward to it.
You mean we'll go there together?
Don't worry about it. By that time, this thing will be all cleared up.
Will you turn professional?
I don't have to do that.
When I'm through with tennis, I'll go into politics.
I hope.
Politics.
It's a good thing for you I don't report that to the Chief.
If he knew you were getting into that rat race...
...he'd put ten men on your trail.
-He says that-- -Let's take this cab. It's late.
The Pentagon, please.
Oh, no, not there, I always get lost--
We'd better be getting back.
We've actually been alone for an hour.
It seems almost indecent.
You like?
I like.
I was beginning to feel like a goldfish.
Will you stop pestering me?
You're spoiling everything! You're making me come out into the open!
I tried calling you on the phone. Didn't you get my note?
Why didn't you call me?
My father is leaving for Florida at the end of next week.
Now listen there's a detective outside. He'll see us together!
Isn't that Anne Morton?
A slight improvement over Miriam, eh, Guy?
Stay away from me, I'm telling you.
Who is he, Guy?
I never saw him before. Just a tennis fan.
Here's a special delivery, Mr. Haines. It's marked " personal."
Thank you.
You getting any practice today, Guy?
Yes, if I can get a court at the club.
Barbara, who are you waving at?
Mr. Hennessy.
I think it's a shame Daddy won't let us have him in to sit down.
-Have you met him yet, Louise? -No.
He's awfully cute.
Are you ready, Guy?
This is Mr. Anthony, a friend of Monsieur and Madame Darville.
I've been a fan of yours for a long time, Mr. Haines.
In fact, I follow everything you do.
Mr. Anthony has been telling us some charming stories. Very funny!
I've just been talking to your shadow. Guy, did you know Mr. Hennessy...
...helped crack that ax murder I was reading about?
The one where the body was cut up and hidden in the butcher shop.
He was locked in the icebox with the left leg for six hours!
Oh Babs, he pulls those things out of his hat.
Who is the interesting looking Frenchman with the Darvilles?
His name is Anthony. He is not French.
Bonjour Madame, Monsieur. How are you?
Delightful to see you, Miss Barbara. How sweet you look.
I hope you aren't forgetting our little party on Thursday, Madame?
-We're planning on it! -But, of course!
This is my sister Barbara. Barbara, this is Mr. Anthony.
How do you do?
Is your name Miriam?
Won't keep you out late, tonight.
With Forest Hills coming up tomorrow, I've got to get some sleep.
That's too bad. Hammond will be on duty in a few hours.
I'd like to see him earn his salary.
Doesn't that bloodhound ever relax?
He sticks so close, he grows on me.
Like a fungus.
He thinks you're a very suspicious character.
But then he doesn't trust anybody. Not even himself!
Come on, Hennessy. Don't forget your sleeping bag.
If I wait too long on the sidewalk, my feet get cold.
And if I have to sit too long on those stone steps, my--
Don't worry. Ever since you told Barbara Morton about that icebox...
...you've become her favorite charity.
She'll send the butler out to defrost you.
Cute kid!
Good evening, Miss Morton.
This is Mr. Anthony, Father.
-Mr. Anthony. -How do you do, sir?
I'd like to talk with you sometime, sir, and tell you...
...about my idea for harnessing the life force.
It will make atomic power look like the horse and buggy.
I'm already developing my faculty for seeing millions of miles.
Imagine being able to smell a flower on the planet Mars!
I'd like to lunch with you some day soon, sir...
...and tell you more about it.
I don't remember inviting him. Who is he?
A friend of the Darvilles.
An unusual personality.
Aren't you Judge Donahue?
What is he doing here?
I don't know!
After you've sentenced a man to death...
...don't you find it difficult to eat your dinner?
When a murderer is caught, he must be tried.
When he is convicted, he must be sentenced.
When he is sentenced to death, he must be executed.
Quite impersonal, isn't it?
So it is. Besides, it doesn't happen every day.
So few murderers are caught.
You seem interested in the subject of murder.
No more than everyone else. No more than you, for instance.
Me? I'm not interested in murder.
Oh, come now. Everyone's interested in that!
Everyone has somebody that they'd like to put out of the way.
Oh now, surely madam, you're not going to tell me...
...that there hasn't been a time that you didn't want to dispose of someone?
Your husband, perhaps?
Good heavens, no!
Are you sure?
You want to tell me there wasn't a tiny moment...
...when he made you very angry?
And what did you say?
There you are, you see! There you are!
Now...
...you're going to do a murder.
How are you going to do it? That's the fascinating part.
How will you do it, I didn't get your name....
Mrs. Cunningham.
How are you going to do it?
Well, I suppose I'll have to get a gun from somewhere.
Oh, no, Mrs. Cunningham. Bang bang bang, all over the place?
Blood everywhere?
How about a little poison?
That's better, much better, Mrs.--?
Anderson.
Oh, that's better, Mrs. Anderson.
But you see, Mrs. Cunningham is in a dreadful hurry.
Poison could take anywhere from ten to twelve weeks...
...if poor Mr. Cunningham is to die of natural causes.
You know, I read of a case once! It would be a wonderful idea!
I could take him out in the car, and when we get to a very lonely spot...
...knock him on the head with a hammer...
...pour gasoline over him and the car, and set it all ablaze!
And have to walk all the way home?
I have the best way and the best tools.
Simple, silent and quick.
The silent part being the most important. Let me show you.
May I borrow your neck for a moment?
If it's not for long.
When I nod my head, try to cry out and I bet you can't do it.
Just wait for the nod of my head.
Mr. Anthony! Help, help, help! Somebody, come quick!
Bring some water!
Let's get him out of here.
Will you help me take her upstairs, please?
-What happened? -He seems to have fainted.
-What was the matter with the lady? -She was just frightened.
I think they were playing a game of some sort.
I thought he was weird. Who is he?
I hardly know him, sir.
Get him out of here as soon as you can.
What an item for the gossips! They'll be talking of orgies.
I'd better get back.
Yes, sir.
What happened?
I was on a merry-go-round, and I got dizzy.
You mad, crazy maniac! You ought to be locked up!
Will you get out and let me alone?
But, Guy, I like you.
You shouldn't have done that.
Come on, pull yourself together.
Here, let me.
Is your car here?
The driver is outside.
All right, come on.
What's the matter?
You saw it happen?
He looked at me!
His hands were on her throat.
But he was strangling me.
What do you mean?
He was looking at her first. Then he looked over at me.
He went into a sort of trance.
Oh, it was horrible!
He thought he was murdering me!
But why me, Anne?
What did I have to do with it?
Do you know where Guy is?
He went out with that man.
You didn't meet him for the first time the other day, did you, Guy?
You mean when you introduced us at the club?
Did you notice how he stared at Barbara then?
No, I didn't particularly.
He stared at Barbara the same way tonight.
While his hands were around Mrs. Cunningham's throat.
What did Miriam look like?
Why do you ask me? You've seen her picture in the papers.
I want you to tell me.
She was dark, not too tall, rather pretty.
What else?
What else is there?
She wore glasses, didn't she, Guy?
She looked something like Barbara, didn't she?
How did you get him to do it?
I get him to do it?
He killed Miriam, didn't he?
Tell me! Didn't he?
He is a maniac. I met him on the train going to Metcalf.
He had some crazy scheme about exchanging murders.
I'd do his murder. He'd do mine.
What do you mean, your murder?
He read about me in the papers. He knew about Miriam, about you.
He suggested that if he got rid of Miriam for me...
...I should kill his father.
You must've known he was talking nonsense.
But he wasn't! Of course, I didn't give it another thought.
And now a lunatic wants me to kill his father.
It's too fantastic!
Yes, isn't it?
You mean, you've known about Miriam all this time?
Since the first night. He gave me her glasses.
Why didn't you call the police?
And have them say what you did:
"Mr. Haines, how did you get him to do it?"
And Bruno would say we planned it together.
Oh, Guy, what are we going to do?
I don't know, Anne, I don't know.
We'd better go inside. Your friend Hennessy is watching us.
You see, Anne. This is why I didn't want you to know anything about it.
I wanted to protect all of you. Barbara, your father!
Now that you know, you're acting guilty too!
If we could only talk to Father, or to someone--
It's not good, Anne! I mustn't drag anyone else in this.
Come on, let's go.
What's wrong? You look worried.
You better keep on your toes. Something funny's going on.
I have decided to do what you want. I'll visit your father.
How about tonight?
I want to get it over with. Does anyone know you're home?
Better slip out again and stay out till after daylight.
Mr. Anthony, don't be alarmed.
But I must talk to you about your son.
About Bruno, Mr. Anthony.
Yes, Mr. Haines?
My father isn't home tonight, Mr. Haines.
I meant to tell you on the phone, but you made such a sudden decision.
I wondered why.
Since you sent me the key, I decided to use it.
To make a little social call on your father.
I thought he'd be interested to know he has a lunatic son.
Well then, am I correct, Mr. Haines, in assuming that you have...
...no intention of going ahead with our arrangement?
None whatsoever!
I never had.
I see. Then you'll have no further use for my key.
Nor this.
Look, Bruno, you're terribly sick.
I don't know much about these things.
Go some place where you can get some kind of treatment.
Not only for your own sake.
You can't go on causing destruction to anyone you meet.
I don't like to be double-crossed.
I have a murder on my conscience. But it's not my murder, Mr. Haines.
It's yours. And since you're the one to profit by it...
...I think you should be the one to pay for it.
Well, I guess it's no use, Bruno.
We seem to have nothing further to discuss.
Don't worry. I'm not going to shoot you, Mr. Haines.
It might disturb mother.
I'm a very clever fellow.
I'll think of something better than that. Much better!
He came back at 3:25. I didn't even know...
...he'd given me the slip, until I heard his phone ringing...
...for about half an hour. Nobody sleeps that sound.
So I got the janitor to let me in. No Haines.
-I wonder where he went. -You'll hear of another dame murdered.
Shut up.
I'll contact Metcalf. This calls for additional questioning.
Questioning? Let's take him in.
I have told you that we have nothing conclusive against him!
There's no evidence that he ever was at the scene of the crime.
Now can't you get that into your thick head?
Stay here till I come back.
I know Bruno has been in some very awkward scrapes...
...but nothing so ridiculous as a murder!
You must make him do something about this.
One word from him would get Guy out of this dreadful situation.
I'm sure the whole thing is just some practical joke.
You know, Bruno sometimes goes a little too far.
I shouldn't say this to an outsider...
...but sometimes he is terribly irresponsible.
And he gets into all kinds of escapades!
Don't you understand, Mrs. Anthony?
Your son is responsible for a woman's death!
Did Bruno tell you this?
Of course not, Mrs. Anthony.
Well, there you are!
It was nice of you to call.
But I must return to my painting.
Do you like painting, Miss Morton?
I find it very soothing.
Come and see us again sometime.
I'm afraid Mother wasn't much help.
She hasn't been well for a long time.
She is a little, how shall I say? Confused. Poor Mother!
I'm very upset with Guy.
He shouldn't have sent you on this errand.
Guy doesn't know I'm here, Mr. Anthony.
He's been leading you up the garden path, I'm afraid.
He must be very desperate to try to involve me.
I've been protecting him ever since that conversation on the train...
...when he told me how much he hated his wife.
But do you know, Miss Morton, that he tried to get me...
...to go back to the island one night after dark...
...to pick up his lighter? So that the police wouldn't find it.
He dropped it there you know, when...that night.
You see, all the police are waiting for is one piece of evidence...
...to convict Guy of the murder.
It's had me so worried.
But of course I couldn't do it. You understand, I mean...
...it would be too risky!
Besides, it would make me an accessory!
Oh, Miss Morton, I understand how you feel!
And now, if you'll excuse me, I have an urgent appointment.
I really must go now.
He said if the police ever found your lighter there...
...that's all they'd need.
Something to prove that you were at the scene of the murder.
That lie about my wanting him to get it back...
...means he's going to put my lighter on that island.
I wanted to help, but I fear I made matters worse!
My going there right after you did only made him more furious.
No, darling, he said last night he'd think of something.
And he certainly has!
You must get to Metcalf before he does.
You haven't time to play.
If that loudspeaker announces I'm not going to play...
...Hennessy's bound to be suspicious.
He'll keep me from ever getting near Metcalf.
Then I'll go.
No, Anne.
You stay right here and help me give Hennessy the slip after the match.
But darling, that'll be too late.
Didn't Bruno say I wanted him to go there one night after dark?
That's what's in his mind now. He won't go in broad daylight.
If I can finish off the match in three sets--
You're on in a few minutes, Guy. How are you, Miss Morton?
Okay, Tillo, I'll be right there.
Look, this is what I think we'd better do.
Well, if Turley said to pick him up for questioning, let's pick him up.
Oh, let him have his game, Hammond.
This is the first time I ever waited for a murder suspect...
...to play tennis before I pulled him in.
The boys at headquarters hear about this, they'll send me orchids.
Good luck, Guy.
Thanks.
You got it straight?
Make sure Barbara has everything ready when the third set starts.
Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please.
This men's singles match...
...will be between Mr. Guy Haines, and Mr. Fred Reynolds.
Guy Haines is a quiet, methodical player.
As a rule, he plays slowly between points, well within himself.
Linesman ready? Play!
Fifteen, love.
Thirty, love.
Thirty, fifteen.
Forty, fifteen.
Game to Mr. Haines. He leads. One game to love, first set.
Union Station.
Guy Haines is hitting harder, taking risks I've never seen him take.
This is a complete reversal of his usual "watch and wait" strategy!
Forty, thirty.
May I have a light, please?
Thanks.
Game Mr. Haines. He leads, one game to love, third set.
Haines won the first two sets easily.
And if he keeps going, it'll be a straight-set win for him, sure.
If he wins this next set, you better have everything ready.
Give the driver these ten dollars.
I wish I understood what this is all about.
I'll tell you that later. Please hurry.
Forty, love.
Game, Mr. Reynolds. Advantage, Mr. Reynolds.
Game, Mr. Reynolds. He leads.
I spoke too soon when I said the match appeared almost over.
Reynolds is up there right now, knocking on the door.
Game, Mr. Reynolds. Mr. Reynolds wins the third set.
Mr. Haines leading, two sets to one.
The set score is now two to one, Guy Haines leading.
We're ten all in the fourth set.
This match, from a quick victory for Haines, has turned into a dogfight.
Thirty all.
Down there.
My cigarette case. It's very valuable.
Down here?
You must get that grating up at once!
What's the problem?
Why, can't we do anything? I dropped my cigarette case.
It might not be any good, mister.
It probably went down the storm drain.
Storm drain?!
On the other hand, maybe it lodged on the edge.
Don't they have a trap down there, like under a sink, you know....
Don't just stand here, do something!
Well, I guess we could call the city engineer, all right.
Worst he could do would be to tell me to go take a running jump--
-Now look, mister-- -Relax, mister.
I don't want to relax!
Game, Mr. Haines.
Guy Haines is mighty grim and determined.
He needs one more game for the match.
Forty, thirty.
Just one point between Haines and the match!
Deuce.
Advantage, Mr. Haines.
Deuce.
Advantage, Mr. Haines.
-You must think a lot of that thing! -Whatever it is.
Game, set and match, Mr. Haines.
The taxi is waiting at the entrance.
Isn't he wonderful? He won! This calls for a celebration.
-Oh, I'm so sorry. -It's all right, let me get it.
Oh no, please! Anne says you must have dinner with us tonight.
Just the family, and you and Guy.
-I'm afraid I may be out of town. -But you'll be with Guy surely--
-Hennessy! -I'm sorry, I wish I could.
You waiting for me? Penn Station!
Excuse me, madam, we need your help, we're chasing a man.
Really?
How exciting!
Where did that last man buy a ticket for?
Metcalf.
Let's get him.
That's exactly why we're not getting him.
Let him go there. This may lead to something big.
Come on, we'll phone Metcalf and let them take over at that end.
What time does it get dark around here?
What's the hurry?
"What time does it get dark?", I said.
Oh, soon enough.
-Excuse me. -It's quite all right.
Do you know what time we get into Baltimore?
In about 30 minutes, I believe.
Late again.
Nice business he's doin' over there, since the murder.
People want to see the scene of the crime.
I don't think that's a very nice way to make money.
Well heck, boatkeepers gotta eat too, ain't they?
Business fell off somethin' terrible for a while.
Smoochers wouldn't go near the place.
I'm afraid I don't know what a smoocher is.
Okay. So I ain't educated.
The amusement park, quick.
He's gone to the amusement park.
561-F, reporting Guy Haines' arrival at railroad station.
Suspect bound for amusement park in taxi.
There he is now!
You pick up Johnny there, and the two of you follow him down.
We'll go the other way.
The minute you see him let us know.
Any more boats?
It'll be a few minutes' wait.
Bruno! Give me that lighter.
Everybody stay back. Stay back, please!
He's on there, sir. That's him.
He's the one! He's the one who killed her!
Of course he is. We know that.
-Get someone to stop this thing. -I can handle it.
Be careful! Stop!
Will you go yourself?
No, I guess he can make it, all right.
My little boy!
Are you all right, Haines?
I think so.
Captain Turley! He says this isn't the man we want.
It's the other one. The one he was fighting with.
What do you mean this isn't-- Not Haines? But you said it was.
You pointed him out.
No I didn't, sir.
I've never seen this man before in my life. I meant the other one!
What's this all about, Haines?
He has my cigarette lighter. He wanted to plant it...
...there on the island, to pin the whole thing on me.
Let me talk to him, let me show you.
-Where is he? -Over here.
Can't you get that stuff off of him?
They've done everything they can until the crane comes.
Hello, Guy.
Who's this?
This is Mr. Turley, chief of police.
So they got you at last, eh, Guy?
Can you talk a little?
Can you tell the chief you have my lighter?
I haven't got it.
It's on the island, where you left it.
Bruno, don't keep it up. Not at a time like this.
I'm sorry. I want to help you, but...
...I don't know what I can do!
Can't I go through his pockets?
No, Haines, of course you can't. Besides, he says he hasn't got it.
I think he's going.
He's finished.
Is this it?
Well, you were right.
I'd better keep this for the time being.
We'll clear the whole thing up in the morning.
How about staying overnight, Haines?
I imagine there's a lot you want to tell me.
Is 9:00 all right?
Okay, Captain Turley.
Thanks.
Can you tell me where there's a telephone?
There's one up near the entrance.
Who was he, bud?
Bruno Anthony.
A very clever fellow!
Yes, operator, yes.
Yes, darling, yes....
Of course, I'll be there!
Guy will be back tomorrow! He wants me to bring him some--
He says he looks silly in his tennis clothes.