Naked Alibi

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Here.

- Much longer have to sit here?

- That depends.

I told you I didn't do anything.

You were drunk and disorderly.

- So I had a few.

- No identification.

You say your name's Al Willis.

I don't know.

Must have left my wallet in a bar.

It's no crime.

If you're who you say,

there's no need to worry.

- A man's checking on you now.

- Cops!

You guys give me a pain.

You got a license

to shove people around?

I'm respectable.

I've had no cop trouble before.

You won't have any now.

Take it easy.

I'm getting out of here.

Take your grubby hands of me.

Stinking cops.

Nobody socks me around like that.

Nobody!

I'll get even. I always do.

- What happened?

- Brought hi in on a drunk charge.

Asking him about

the East Side robberies.

He got wild and I got careless.

- Have that taken care of.

- Excuse me chief.

He's Albert Wilson alright.

Runs that bakery like he said.

Good reputation. Far as I can tell,

he's never been arrested.

Alright. Tell him he can go.

Ed I wanna talk

about the Foley jewel theft.

- Not too much progress.

- You know what we've had to go on.

I'd like those robbery reports on my

desk, first thing in the morning Fred.

- Working kind of late again.

- Yeah.

Yeah. Lots to do.

You seen this?

What's that Goodwin want anyway?

New chief of detectives?

I'll hear about it in the morning

from the Commissioner.

I'm sorry Lieutenant.

I want to apologize

for what I said and did.

Johnny had a bad dream.

But he's alright now.

- Did you... have a good time?

- Sure.

- Sorry I'm late dead.

- Alan!

- Had a little trouble that's all.

- What happened?

The police. They thought

I was someone else. A mistake.

- But they hurt you.

- It's all over. Forget it.

Go to bed.

I'll run down the shop,

see if everything's alright.

I'll see you in a little while.

She hit me on the head with a plate.

The scar's covered with hair.

- Goodnight Mac.

- Goodnight Lieutenant. See you tomorrow

Attention all units.

Attention all units.

Hold anyone in possession of firearms

for murder of police lieutenant.

Refer any information to

Homicide Detail Central HQ.

No description of suspect.

Here they are.

- .32s, huh.

- Not quite.

A fraction smaller. 7.63s.

Probably fired from a German Mauser.

That's something. A special gun

might not be so hard to find.

that eliminates most of the fish

we were holding last night.

Lots of colts and a few Lugers.

- No Mausers.

- Coffee - No thanks.

- Thanks Stu.

- Right.

He might have been closing in on someone

Give his files a going over.

Somebody could have

been holding a grudge.

Wait a minute.

Come on.

Later.

Al Willis.

Bring him in.

Happy honeymoon.

Bye.

- Albert Willis?

- Yeah.

I'm Captain Kincaide, Homicide.

- We'd like you to come with us.

- What for?

We want to talk to you

about the killing of Lt. Parks.

I only know what I read in the papers.

- I dont know anything.

- We'll talk about it downtown.

I won't go downtown.

They'll beat me.

- Mr. Willis.

- I won't go.

I didn't do it.

I don't know anything about it.

I didn't kill him.

- Give me a doctor will you.

- You'll live.

At least let me get it bandaged.

You'll get it fixed just fine.

When you admit you killed Lt. Parks.

- I didn't do it I told you.

- You ran.

- I was scared.

- Sure you were.

Sure you were.

Because you killed him.

I kept thinking

how they beat me up last time.

- What started that.

- Alright I was drunk, sore.

I admitted I was wrong.

- You swore you'd get even. Now you have

- No!

I know things look pretty bad,

starting that fight and all that.

Being mouthy is one thing,

but killing a guy...

Not always.

- What so anxious to pin this on me?

- Why?

You killed him. Shot him

in the back with a German Mauser.

- What?

- Where did you hide the gun?

I never even seen a German Mauser.

- Leave me alone!

- I will... when you tell be the truth.

Let's start over.

Where were you last night?

I told you. At my shop.

Working, baking.

- All night?

- From 11:
00 on. Ask my help.

Lt. Parks was killed

2 blocks from your place.

You couldn't have slipped out,

killed him and ducked back in.

Not much!

The grocer's attorney

and wife are out there.

My name's Fraser.

I'm Mr. Willis' attorney.

I don't believe you've met Mrs. Willis.

The officers didn't have

to hit him like that.

They didn't.

They were justified.

You husband was resisting arrest.

May I see him?

Please?

Alright.

Chief, you should know that I have

3 of Willis' employees who can

testify he was

in the shop all night long.

Didn't waste any time did you?

And I can produce

a dozen character witnesses.

- You've got the wrong man.

- I don't think so,

Mrs. Willis phoned her council man,

Edgar Goodwin.

And told her what's been happening to

her husband. He's interested.

Naturally.

- Don't you think it'd be wise

to let him go?

No I don't.

He's a killer.

Plummer... Mr. Fraser.

May I speak to him please.

Frank...

Chief Conway would like to speak to you.

- Hello?

- Joe.

What's with this Willis thing?

- Goodwin's got to you already I see.

- Don't sour up Joe.

He's doing his duty,

protecting a constituent.

- Yeah.

- You keep forgetting.

Any public department is answerable to

a lot of people. That's how things work.

- What about Willis.

- I'm going to hold him.

Have you got anything on him?

Anything tangible, evidence?

- No.

- Then I don't see how you can...

He did it. I saw his face.

Proof Joe. What proof have you?

Give me a little time with him.

I'll have all the proof I need.

Look Joe, I like you.

But I don't know what's got into you.

Maybe you're working too hard.

You're getting yourself

a rough reputation.

Take a tip. Change your tactics.

Or you'll find yourself without a job.

Now you better turn Willis loose.

Alright.

Alright, you can go.

I don't know what you're trying to do.

I won't be a fall guy for anyone.

I'm innocent... Honest.

Put a tail on him.

Sgt. Rawlins.

Vic, I want a tracer out on Al Willis.

- Morning George.

- Morning Jane.

George.

- Lawn sure looks a lot better.

- Henry's got a green thumb.

Bye, dear.

- I guess I should have been a gardener.

- Yeah.

I really got the touch.

Well, maybe some day

I'll get a little nursery.

At 11:
45 last night, Willis left his

shop and went to the community church.

I waited across the street to watch

the front and side door.

20 minutes later I began to wonder.

Walked over, looked inside.

No Willis.

Figured he went out the back door

so I scoured the neighborhood.

Nothing!

2:
20 I spotted him

back in the shop, mixing dough.

That's about it, Chief.

Yeah. Go along home.

Nice.

Nice...

Another flower over here.

- No, I don't think so.

- Johnny's going to like it.

Hey, what is this?

Search warrant Mr. Willis.

- What d'you expect to find.

- We're not particular.

As long as it's

a German Mauser or explosives.

Explosives?

I don't know what you're talking about.

11:
45 at night is a strange time

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