Green for Danger Page #9
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- 1947
- 91 min
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- Good heavens!
- Mmm. That's where they got the paint.
- [Linley Moaning]
- She's coming round.
Freddi.
If I were you, I'd walk her about the theatre for
a bit. The poor girl must be feeling the strain.
- What?
- With a fractured skull?
It may possibly disappoint
you to learn that
the young lady's cranium
is at least as sound as yours.
Hello, Barney.
It's all right. You're safe.
Yes. Her life
is no longer in any danger.
But of course, she told me yesterday
what she was going to say about that gown.
What was it?
She said the hole
the knife made was too big.
Almost as if something had been cut out.
She was quite right.
- Something had been cut out?
- Of course.
But I couldn't
for the life of me think what.
Until just now, when I noticed this smear
of black paint on Nurse Woods's gown.
Nurse Woods, have you any idea what it was
that Sister Bates had hidden in this theatre?
- No.
- It was this.
Thought you might know,
because it happens to be your gown.
Mine?
Mmm. The one you wore last time,
when Higgins died.
And look. Just here...
curiously enough, there used to be another
smear of black paint from the first cylinder.
- The one that killed Higgins.
- [Barnes] And Sister Bates spotted it.
And jumped to the right conclusion.
You see, one thing
the murderer couldn't control
was the time the paint took to dry:
About 12 hours.
But why dress Sister Bates up in the thing
and stab her again?
To distract attention from the tear
where the paint had been...
by sticking the knife... through it.
It's all right.
Do you think I could sit down?
Of course, Nurse Sanson.
Yes. It must have been
a terrifying moment for the murderer...
alone here in this theatre
with Sister Bates dead at his feet.
In the moonlight,
with the wind screeching outside...
and the window slamming
and opening.
Slamming and opening...
with the gown clutched
in the dead woman's hand...
with its telltale streak of paint...
and time pressing...
so that any action was better than none
and first thoughts had to be best.
- Can't you see it?
- For heaven's sake, come to the point.
Ah, but that is the point. Time.
Each of you had a motive for killing Higgins
after you'd recognized him...
but which of you had time?
Was there someone you thought
would be incriminated...
if Nurse Linley had been allowed
to speak yesterday?
- I don't understand you.
- I think you do. Who was it?
I don't know. Nobody.
- I can't tell you anything. I don't...
- Can't you leave her alone?
I told you before.
She's in no state...
Why, on the day before Higgins's death,
did Mr. Eden urge you to leave this hospital?
I don't know.
Because this was the worst possible place
for her. I've explained that before.
I warn you. She's in no condition
to be questioned,
and you can place no reliance
on her answers.
Oh, can't I, Mr. Eden?
That's most illuminating.
What time did you leave the ward after
examining Higgins the night before he died?
- What's that got to do with it?
- Answer my question.
- About 10:
30.- Where did you go?
- Back to my room.
- Did you pass the paint store on the way?
Probably.
that were taken from the poison cupboard?
How should I know?
- Nurse Linley, do you feel well enough to talk?
- Yes.
- If I can help.
- Now please think very carefully.
What time did you go on duty
on the night before Higgins died?
I was a bit late.
About five past 10:00.
Whereupon, presumably,
Nurse Sanson left.
- Yes. As soon as I got there.
- Say about 10:
10.What time did Nurse Sanson
reach your quarters?
It was late, wasn't it?
- Yes. She said Freddi had overslept.
- What time was it?
Oh, well, uh, quarter to 11:00.
But... But I'm sure she...
Thank you. It should have taken you
five minutes, yet it took you nearly 40. Why?
- I don't know. I didn't feel very well.
- Did you pass the paint store?
[Sanson]
Yes. I suppose I did.
[Cockrill] Did you see anyone or anything
in there that made you pause or stop?
- [Sanson] I can't remember.
- Try. Was the door open?
- It may have been.
- Was there a light on inside?
- I don't know. I can't remember.
- Did you see anyone or anything in there?
[Shouts]
Did you?
- Or were you there alone?
- Can't you see she's had enough?
I've warned you, Inspector.
Mr. Eden, why do you keep on interrupting?
Are you afraid of something she might say?
- I've given you my reasons.
- [Cockrill] This time I'd like the truth.
- May I speak to her alone?
- No! Are you going to answer me, Mr. Eden?
[Cockrill]
Stop him!
Eden! Eden, open this door!
[Banging]
Eden!
I'm sorry, Esther. I've got to.
Look out!
[White]
Eden!
Esther Sanson, I arrest you
for the willful murder
of Joseph Higgins and Marion Bates...
and for the attempted murder
of Frederica Linley.
I must warn you that anything you say
may be used in evidence.
- Esther.
- What?
- It can't be.
- [Cockrill] It is.
- Eden.
- It's not true. How could it be?
She got me out of my room
when the gas...
Oh, yes. She intended to make
a dramatic rescue.
Just too late.
But she arrived back a bit too early.
Then she saw me approaching,
smashed the window and dragged you out.
And saved my life.
And contrived to let you
fall headlong down the stairs.
By that time she had to be content
with second best.
Esther. You didn't do it, did you?
I did.
You knew, didn't you?
I was almost certain,
but I didn't know how.
[Barnes] But why should she want to
kill Higgins? What had he done?
Tell them.
Higgins was head of the rescue
squad that left her mother to die.
- [Woods] What?
- That was how it seemed to her.
They had no choice,
but she couldn't see it that way.
She transferred
her obsession of guilt to Higgins...
the blame she attached to herself
By punishing him,
she was relieving herself.
I don't understand that.
I was quite right, of course.
Could I have a drink of water, please?
- Purdy.
- But Freddi and Sister Bates.
Yes. That was bad.
But I couldn't let them talk...
otherwise I should have been found out
and punished for something that was right.
- Esther, I'm sorry.
- You understand, don't you?
Water, quick. She's fainted.
She's dead.
What?
She can't be dead.
She can't be dead.
- Can't you do something?
- It's too late.
Mr. Eden, you have deliberately
connived in her death.
Have I? How?
You followed her in here
with that hypodermic.
Quite true.
There is a penalty for helping a
criminal to evade the consequences.
Aren't you being a little rash?
You don't know yet how she died.
- Well?
- Have you forgotten those tablets?
I have not.
And neither, I imagine, did you forget them.
They killed Esther.
A lethal dose self-administered.
- Self? Then what...
- When I realized it must be Esther...
I knew she was definitely insane
and that she had the tablets.
I wanted to be ready, but you came over to me,
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