Julie Page #5

You know, this silly elevator

takes forever.

I usually walk down.

Sorry.

Well, here we are.

My date should be

along any minute.

Oh, you'll like him.

He's a dreamboat.

Well, this is it.

It's very cute.

The bedroom's

in here.

Which bed do you want?

Be my guest.

I don't care.

It doesn't matter.

You take that one.

I'll take this one.

The bathroom is in here,

and this is the kitchen.

The refrigerator is full,

so live a little.

I'll be out

till 2:
00.

Oh, by the way, where are

the pots and pans?

All right.

What's the big idea?

I had hoped you'd lead

me right to her door.

I figured it was you.

I'm sorry to let you down, Benton.

But you haven't.

Not yet, that is.

Look, Benton, Julie's not here, she's blown

San Francisco, she's blown it for good.

Not for good.

She's here tonight.

For tonight, at least.

Where is all this

getting you?

Even if she was here,

I wouldn't admit it, you know that.

Men can do funny things

at the point of a gun.

You're driving me there.

Get in.

You mean make it a two-way deal-

Julie and me?

It's a long drive.

Anything can happen.

It's a calculated risk

for both of us.

I'll give you 30 seconds

to make up your mind.

10...

20...

25...

26, 27...

Let's go.

Good.

Uh-oh. There's my date,

wouldn't you know it?

Finish zipping, will you?

You know, he's a real square.

He's always on time.

Ha ha ha!

You look lovely.

Close the bedroom door,

will you?

Yeah.

Hi, Tom.

Hi, Denise.

Come on in.

Thanks, you look wonderful.

Thank you.

Julie, are you dressed?

Tom is here.

Oh, just

a minute.

I can't come out.

Julie, this is Tom.

I've heard a lot about you.

Oh, thank you.

Well listen, we're gonna have to run, okay?

You take care of yourself.

I will.

Have fun.

Nice to have met you.

Thank you, nice meeting you.

Hello?

Is Denise Martin there?

No, she isn't, I'm sorry.

She's out for the evening.

This is the dispatcher at Amalgamated.

Oh. Well, I'm sorry.

I don't think that I could

locate her for you.

I don't know where she is.

Is this

Julie Benton?

Yes.

One of the girls supposed to go out of here

at 11:
45 tonight on flight 36 is ill.

Looks like you're it, Miss Benton.

Oh, no.

Oh, I can't tonight. Really, I can't.

Isn't there somebody

else that you could call?

Please.

Well, I'll do my best,

but I'm about at the end of my list.

I'll call you back.

Get me

the Sheriff's office, quick.

Sheriff's office?

You better send somebody

out here in a hurry.

There's a fella been shot,

and he's in a bad way.

From the looks of him,

he ain't gonna last long.

My name is Ellis.

Ellis. Yes.

4 miles

this side of the mine,

on the Smith Creek Road.

That's right.

Yes. Good-bye.

I got to...

got to reach a girl.

Her name is...

Julie Benton.

The man who... shot me.

He took her address.

He's on his way to San

Francisco to murder her.

What's the woman's number?

I don't know.

She's staying

with a girlfriend.

What's her name?

I can't remember.

I wrote it down,

but I can't remember.

Do you know

the address?

Some...

some kind of

an apartment house.

Something like...

Havenhurst.

No. no,

that's not quite it.

Begins with a...

begins with a "Hav"...

"Have. "

- Yeah, yeah. I'm quite sure that's right.

Have you got

a classified directory?

No. Maybe the San Francisco operator

can help us.

Yeah.

No, he don't know

the address.

Operator...

operator...

just read me...

read me the name

of every apartment house

that begins with "Have. "

Please hurry.

No, no.

No, it's not Havelin.

No.

Yeah, that's it. Yeah. Havemeyer Arms.

Put the call through

right away.

It's urgent.

No, don't stop!

Keep trying.

Hello? Hello?

Operator. Hello?

Hello?

It's no use.

They don't answer.

I don't know...

how much longer

I can hold out.

You better

write this down.

Her name is...

Benton.

Julie Benton.

Havemeyer Arms.

She's staying at a...

girlfriend's apartment.

Call the police,

the San Francisco police.

Tell them they have to

find her right away.

Every second counts.

Hurry. Hurry.

The sheriff's substation at Lodi radioed in

that a man was shot,

as reported.

Did you get

the victim's name?

His operator's license gives

"Clifford Henderson. "

That certainly

completes the picture.

Yeah,

in no uncertain terms.

Ask the Sheriff

to stand-by

in case Henderson

regains consciousness.

We need more dope on the

whereabouts of Julie Benton.

It may save her life.

If anybody ever doubted

that Ellis fella's story, there it is.

There's the place.

Question any man

who tries to enter.

Have him identify himself.

You cover the rear door.

Try the mailbox

just for luck.

Hello?

Miss Benton?

Did you find someone?

I'm afraid I have bad news.

It looks like you're elected.

Oh, couldn't you wait

just a little bit longer?

I've waited as long as I dare. You'll have

to hurry out here as it is to make it.

All right.

I'll be right there.

No one's in.

No Julie Bentons in any of 'em.

Hardly would be

if she's bunking in

with some girlfriend.

There's 64 apartments in this place

if you're interested.

All right. You take

the far end.

We'll work

our way up.

How do you do?

I'm Lieutenant Pringle of homicide.

Do you know

a Julie Benton?

Julie Benton?

No, I don't.

Thank you.

They just

radioed in.

Henderson's off the critical list.

The bullet missed vital organs,

but the doctors won't

let him be questioned yet.

Okay, tell them to stand by.

I just got one more

apartment to check.

Take this end.

I'll take the other.

Yeah.

Take this side.

Excuse me.

I'm Lieutenant Pringle

of homicide.

Do you know

a Julie Benton?

No. Sorry, I don't.

Thank you.

International Airport,

Amalgamated Airlines entrance,

and please hurry.

Hurry.

Mace, come here.

This is it, a note for Henderson.

"The girl who was supposed to

go out on the flight took sick.

I was the patsy. It was

go or lose my job. "

What else?

Just a lot of blah-blah apologies

about standing the guy up.

What about a flight number?

Did she give that?

No, not even the airport.

You suppose Benton

knows she's a stewardess?

No telling what Henderson might have

told him at the point of a gun.

Yeah, but even Henderson didn't know

about this flight tonight.

So where is Benton?

He had plenty of time to get here by now.

Of course, he could have

gotten wind of that flight.

We'd better find her.

The apartment belongs

to a girl named Denise.

Julie Benton left a note

about her leaving. Not much help.

Look, Lieutenant.

Amalgamated Airlines.

Undoubtedly they both work for

the same outfit. -That figures.

We're one step

closer anyway.

Amalgamated.

That sure rings a bell.

Must be one

of those non-skeds.

It leaves from either

International or Oakland.

There it is.

Amalgamated Airlines.

Just a minute, please.

Hello!

Hello!

I've had that

happen to me.

Nothing's more

exasperating.

Hello!

Yes, captain?

Let's go.

San Francisco tower,

this is Amalgamated 36.

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