Abbott and Costello Meet the Killer, Boris Karloff Page #2

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You have two things in your favor;

one, they found no bloodstains on ya.

- Eeek!

- Two, the gun that killed Strickland is still missing.

That I'm very happy for. On

the other side of the ledger...

all the evidence

points to you.

You were seen fighting with

him, then you lost your job.

That supplies the motive. Sure.

Then you were heard threatening him

and were seen coming out of his room.

What are you doing?

Gotta t-t-take

to laundry.

Laundry?

To the laundry?

Yeah. Wait a minute, come

here. Just a minute here...

Hey, where'd you get

that gun? I don't know.

For the last time, where'd

you get that gun? I don't know.

Where'd you get that gun? That's not fair;

you said for the last time, I answered it.

You're using unfair tactics.

I'm trying to help you out.

There's no doubt this is really his

gun and that they planted it in here!

We've gotta get it back to his room before

the police come, otherwise you're a dead duck.

Why would anybody

put that here?

When we find that out, we'll find

the culprit. Who's the culprit?

The culprit and the murderer

are the same! Oh, they are?

Come on,

shake a leg.

Duck. Duck.

Something sneaky

about that dame.

I think you're right.

I'm gonna question her.

She went that way,

over the other way.

If he's in here, just pretend

we've made a mistake. Shh.

Ahh, the wrong key.

Try this one.

What?

Where'd you get that? Red.

Red who? Red Skelton. It's a Skelton key.

Opens up any door.

Come on.

Hey.

This guy is a messy housekeeper.

This place has been searched.

I wonder if it coulda been

that dame down the hall.

Whoever it was did a

thorough job. I'll say.

Let's plant the gun here and

get out. Hey, wait a minute.

Here's a telegram to Michael

Relia. Get a load of this.

"Am including your case

in my memoirs.

Be at the Lost Caverns Hotel this

weekend. Signed, Amos Strickland. "

This could tie in

with the murder.

I'm gonna check

on this Relia.

See if the coast is clear; I'll plant

this gun in one of his suits in the closet.

Oh.

You didn't see me.

You didn't see me.

I wasn't here.

Okay, I planted the gun.

Come on, let's go. Come...

What's the matter?

I didn't see him.

You didn't see who?

The man who wasn't here.

What man? All I did was open up the

door, see if the coast was clear.

My mind went blank. Your mind's been

blank all your life. Close the door.

I said c...

Come on!

I didn't see him.

I'll have a coroner's report on Strickland

first thing in the morning, Inspector.

That'll be fine, Doc.

Where were we, Milford? You've been

Strickland's secretary nearly 20 years.

Over 20 years.

Any enemies?

Naturally, Inspector Wellman. A big criminal

lawyer is bound to make some enemies.

But I don't know of anyone who

would've resorted to murder.

You're wasting your time. You've got

the murderer... Phillips, the bellboy.

Mr. Melton, if you don't mind,

I'll handle this case in my own way.

Bring that bellboy in. Okay,

Phillips, the Inspector wants you.

Be firm! You just leave 'em to

me. I can handle this two guys.

You can go,

Melton.

Okay, Phillips! I didn't do

it, Inspector! I didn't do it!

Please, I didn't do it! Don't

hit me! Don't twist my arm!

Don't twist my arm!

I'm innocent, I tell ya!

Don't hit me on the head

with a rubber hose!

Please don't hit me on the head with

a rubber hose! Wait a minute! Shut up!

What? The man didn't touch

you with his little finger.

What kind of third degree is

this? I don't give third degrees!

Stingy.

All right!

What's the matter with that guy?

He's been that way all his life.

He's too dumb

to commit a murder.

But why is he always

hollerin' about rubber hoses?

- Casey, show him the telegram.

- What telegram? Are you withholding evidence?

Oh, no, Inspector. I was

going to give you this.

We found this

is Relia's room.

I'll look this over later. I'm

releasing this bellhop into your custody.

He's not to leave this hotel. But

Mr. Melton said I have to get out.

You'll remain as a guest

of the State. A guest?

They pay for everything? Ha!

If you get a chance,

come up and see me sometime.

Thank you.

Good-bye.

Oh.

Excuse me.

Oh-oh. Just a moment,

dear. It's all right.

- Will you bring the phone

over here, please?

Hello!

Yes?

Of course.

I'd be delighted.

Thank you.

We're gonna

have a guest.

Casey, I want you to order

me peasant on the half shell.

Also order me crepes

tied around Suzette...

and my special order of caviar

with bologna on the side.

You're a guest of the State, but don't

you think you're carrying this too far?

California is a big state. If it

was Rhode Island, it'd be different.

$8.55,

Mr. Phillips.

Can you spell "California"? Certainly!

Sign the check, please. And

put a big tip on for everybody.

Oh, thank you very much. You're

welcome! You're welcome! You're welcome!

Good-bye now!

See you tomorrow!

You won't be here tomorrow. Yes, I will.

Wait'll Inspector Wellman sees

the report I have on Michael Relia.

You will be just an ordinary

little bellhop again.

I don't intend to be a

bellhop anymore. Mm-hmm.

Furthermore, I have a date

with Angela Gordon. I...

Ha! That good-lookin'

dame made a date with you?

Yes.

I don't believe it.

Angela.

My Angela.

Ha-ha! Please.

Come in, darling.

Darling?

Here's your suit.

Angela, huh?

Angela! Oh, am I intruding?

No, but he is!

Hmm-hmm!

Angela. Won't you sit down, Freddie?

I think so.

Over there?

Mmm.

Sit down?

Please.

Gee, you're pretty. I bet

you say that to all the girls.

Yes. It don't go over so good

with the boys. You're sweet.

To think that they suspect you of

murdering Strickland. It's ridiculous.

If they give me the gas chamber, they're

hangin' the wrong man, and they'll be sorry.

Have you any idea who

the real murderer is? Yes.

Who?

The culprit.

But who is the culprit?

Well?

The murderer.

Casey has to find out only one thing

before he can put him in jail. What's that?

If he did it.

Who?

The culprit.

Who is the culprit?

The murderer!

Don't you understand?

If you could prove who did it, you'll

be a hero, and I just adore heroes.

Get him to sign a confession. Who?

The murderer. Who's the murderer?

The culprit! Don't you understand? Yes!

If I get the murderer to sign a

confession, that'll prove I'm innocent!

Why couldn't I think of

something like that?

Ooh, if I only had a pencil and

paper, you know what I would do...

Thank you. I'll dictate, you write.

Hmm-hmm!

Start.

I hereby confess.

You did it? Oh, no, Freddie. Write.

I hereby confess...

to the murder

of Amos Strickland.

Now sign it.

Me sign it?

Certainly.

You are the witness.

Then when the real murderer signs it, everyone

will know who got the confession out of him.

Huh! Yeah.

That's right. Hmm.

Freddie Phillips.

Pretty good! Boy, will

Casey be proud of me!

Don't tell Casey.

We'll keep it a secret.

Excuse me.

There's someone at the door.

Ahh!

For me? I took the

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