Charlie Chan in Rio Page #5

Listen, you, if you found

one of my handkerchiefs...

I might have dropped it

climbing over the wall as I arrived.

You leave same way, by back wall?

No. He came in

with some of Lola's luggage.

- She asked him to show me out.

- Gentleman speak truth?

I can only testify as to the gentleman's

manner of leaving the premises.

- He left through the front door.

- Thank you.

- Not at all, sir.

- Please be seated. So sorry to have delayed journey.

- I have nothing more to tell you.

- Unfortunately, must ask you to remain.

I suppose it's my turn next

to pull my neck out of a noose.

- Should have little trouble.

- Why?

Employ professional ability...

mind reading.

I'm afraid that has its limitations.

I believe, Mr. Chan, that I...

- You know my name?

- Yes. I've seen you in Honolulu.

And I believe that I can easily

establish my innocence...

by suggesting that you check with

the floor clerk at my hotel.

You'll find I haven't left the room

since 10:
30.

However, I have something here

that might be useful to you.

May I use the phonograph?

Yes, of course. Over here, Mr. Chan.

Watch out, Pop.

He's oily and slippery.

Slippery man sometime slip in own oil.

Shall we begin?

Will you answer my questions, please?

- What is your real name?

- Lola Wagner.

- How long have you lived in Rio?

- Over a year.

- Where did you come from?

- New York.

And how long were you in New York?

About six months.

- Where did you live before that?

- Honolulu.

- Why did you leave there?

- I ran away.

- Why?

- I killed a man.

- What was his name?

- Manuel Cardozo.

He came to Honolulu on a business trip.

Why did you kill him?

I was madly in love with him.

- Didn't you know he was married?

- Yes.

I wanted him to divorce his wife

and marry me.

He refused, and I killed him.

That is all.

Most interesting.

I'm curious to learn how you obtain

confession from Miss Dean.

- I got it by putting Miss Dean in a

semi-comatose condition. - You resort to hypnotism?

No. A combination of caffeine in coffee

and a natural herb in a cigarette.

Oh, Pop, you don't believe

all that stuff, do you?

Quiet. You make record because

you are Mr. Alfredo Cardozo.

How do you know my real name?

Professional ability: Detective.

- You are brother of man Lola Wagner killed.

- Yes, Mr. Chan.

Despite the Honolulu police

and everyone else, I was convinced...

that my brother had not committed suicide,

but that he was murdered.

Agree. I held same conviction.

Proceed.

I spent over a year running down clues...

and they all pointed to Lola Wagner,

or Miss Dean, as she called herself.

Miss Ashby was one of my first patients.

I compelled her to have Miss Dean

come to see me.

- Compelled?

- Yes.

You see, a patient

in a semi-comatose condition...

reveals many things

that they later want kept confidential.

Miss Ashby was very revealing

and, therefore, very obliging.

What you propose to do with record?

In the morning I was going to

take it to the American Consul...

and ask him to have

the local police make the arrest.

When police call on you at your hotel...

they tell you Miss Dean murdered?

- No.

- Then why you bring record here?

Mr. Chan, when a man works over a year

to get a valuable confession like this...

he doesn't leave it in a hotel room.

- Oh, horsefeathers.

- Silence.

I'm sorry, Pop.

It's all a lot of hooey to me.

I might go for everything if it weren't

for this semi-comatose stuff.

If it would help to allay your suspicions,

my young friend...

I'd be glad to prove my ability

to accomplish this semi-comatose stuff.

- You're a bet.

- Have I your permission, Mr. Chan?

Most happy to give permission.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Very well.

May I have some coffee, please?

Yes, certainly. Rice.

- Cigarette?

- Thanks.

- You had better sit down.

- Oh, I don't need to sit down.

No? Just as you say.

Will you drink this, please?

He's all right. I assure you

he'll have no bad effects from this.

You may question him now.

Answer questions, please.

Explain bent fender on parents' car

before we leave Honolulu.

I banged it into a fireplug.

In Honolulu,

you say you not use car that day.

I was lying.

Explain also failure

in mathematics at college.

Mathematics class

is 8:
00 in the morning.

I am too lazy to get up that early.

What is largest interest

in present murder investigation?

Miss Lili.

She sure is cute.

I go for her like flies for honey.

After this, you no longer use parents' car,

then you not bump into fireplug.

Also, you rise very early in the morning...

in order to attend

mathematics class at college...

and keep mind

on present investigation...

and not on pretty Chinese cousin.

Gee, Pop, did I...

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Marana.

I take back everything I said.

That's all right. You're a game boy.

And thank you for helping me

to vindicate myself.

Excuse, please.

Must consult with honorable associate.

Uh, could provide guests

with refreshment?

Why, yes, Mr. Chan. I've already arranged it.

Come on, everybody.

- I'm fairly starved.

- So am I.

I know how you feel, Clarke,

but won't you come and join us?

- Maybe you can persuade him, Helen.

- Come on, Clarke.

Oh, Lili. I hope you didn't mind

what I said about you.

- No, I didn't, Jimmy. I liked it.

- That's swell. Let's go out in the garden.

I'd love to,

but I've got to help the cook.

Okay. Well, come back

when you're through then, huh?

- Won't you join us, young man?

- Oh, no, thanks.

- Oh, Mr. Marana.

- Yes?

- Can I... Is it possible to get...

- Why, certainly.

You can have a cigarette right now.

For the young lady, huh?

How'd you know what I had in mind?

Have you forgotten?

Professional ability: Mind reader.

You think you have found something?

Remote possibility.

Well, considering that thus far

all we have is a large group of suspects...

each with a very strong alibi, even a

remote possibility sounds encouraging.

This possibility very remote.

Number two son call this long shot.

I have played those before

and occasionally have won.

Experience teach,

unless eyewitness present...

every murder case is long shot.

- What is your long shot?

- Observe.

Tip of pin is broken off.

One moment.

Looks like long shot begin

to turn into short shot. Examine.

Observe scratches in floor.

Yes. Oh, then your idea is...

that the murderer crushed

the brooch with his shoe...

and that the broken tip of the pin

still remains embedded in the sole.

- Mmm.

- Well...

Too big long shot for you?

- There is no harm to try. What's your plan?

- Come with me.

When this mess is over, Clarke, why not

come up to my dad's place in Maine?

- Have all guests had refreshments?

- Yes, sir.

Please close door.

Will you excuse us?

This floor has polished surface, no rug.

Suggest we examine floor under chairs

where guests were sitting.

- Lili, come here.

- I'm busy.

- Come here, I tell you.

- Ow!

Shut up! Now remember

what I told you.

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