Charlie Chan in Rio Page #7

He isn't going under.

Slip him a Mickey and he'll go under.

Do something, Senhor Souto. The cigarette's

made Pop wacky. He's acting awful funny.

Practically laying us in the aisles.

Quiet, Joan.

You're watching a master at work.

You're quite right, Mr. Kellogg.

He is a master.

You can stop smoking

that cigarette now, Mr. Chan...

and you can stop worrying

your devoted son.

I killed Lola Dean.

- I knew it!

- I still think Grace bumped her off.

- Arrest him!

- One moment.

Obviously Marana was implicated.

As soon as I saw the cigarette didn't affect

Mr. Chan, I realized... Wait a minute.

Mr. Chan, you smoked the same cigarette

that Helen did, didn't you?

Then why did it affect her and not you?

Oh, that's a cinch.

Pop's got a stronger constitution.

No. Miss Ashby merely pretend

cigarette affect her.

Was willing to undergo questions...

because she knew Mr. Marana

would not give her a potent cigarette.

Then Helen must be Marana's accomplice.

Wait a minute. That's stupid.

I killed Miss Dean to avenge my brother.

The butler caught me in the act and I had to

kill him in order to keep him from exposing me.

Miss Ashby had nothing to do with it.

- She killed Lola Dean. Also Rice, the butler.

- No. No.

Very noble of you

to defend wife of dead brother...

Mrs. Barbara Cardozo.

- All right...

- Wait a minute. They can't make you talk. Don't you talk.

No, Alfredo, it's over. I'm glad it's over.

For one whole year, I've thought

of nothing, lived for nothing...

but to find the person

who killed my husband.

And tonight I found her.

Yes, I killed Lola Dean.

I killed the butler too.

- Barbara, stop it!

- I've got to go on. I can't pretend any longer.

Mr. Chan,

after Lola left Alfredo's tonight...

- he telephoned me and told me about her confession.

- Yes.

He said he was going to turn her over

to the authorities in the morning.

- Go on.

- When I got home, Lola was packing.

She told me that she was eloping

with Clarke, tonight.

I asked her

why the sudden change in plans...

and she said that Marana had advised it...

I knew she was lying.

She was guilty and afraid.

Afraid Marana wouldn't keep her secret.

She went on to say that I might not

hear from her for some time...

that she wanted to be alone with Clarke.

Something about the way she said it...

made me realize that if she left tonight,

I'd never hear from her again.

Nor would anyone else.

The thought of Lola and Clarke

living in happiness when I...

Please continue.

The next thing I knew, I'd killed her.

Why you kill butler?

Rice came in

when I was preparing the clues.

He threatened to expose me,

and to silence him I gave him Lola's jewels.

When he was caught with them...

and was about to accuse me...

I shot him.

Understand.

To one who kill, life can suddenly

become most precious.

Your prisoner, Senhor Souto.

- Senhor Marana is free.

- S, senhor.

Miss Ashby, you're under arrest.

- Thank you all for being so patient. You may now go.

- Thank you.

Congratulations, Senhor Chan,

on a remarkably fine job.

Fruits of labor sometimes very bitter.

Gee, Pop, it's too bad you didn't

get woozy on that cigarette.

I had a very important question

I was gonna ask you.

- May ask now.

- Okay.

If Lili will consent, may I take her

back to Honolulu with us?

- No.

- Oh, gee, Pop, I'm crazy about her.

So sorry. I forgot to tell you.

Have received cable

from your honorable mother.

You have been drafted

in United States Army.

Well, how do you like that?

Now I got a war on my hands.

- Not wish to go?

- Sure. With me in it, Pop, the war's in the bag. It's a...

I know, I know. It's cinch.

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