Phantom Lady

Give me a liqueur, please.

Thank you.

Double scotch.

Water chaser.

- Yes, sir.

Sorry, after you.

Pack of cigarettes. Any brand.

Are you doing anything tonight?

I'm not trying to annoy you, I thought

maybe you could use these tickets.

They're not good to me. I've been

stood up. - No thank you.

It's a shame to waste them.

It's a hit.

I know.

I thought maybe you could call

a friend.

I'm afraid not.

I don't suppose you'd go with me,

would you?

Another one, sir?

No, never mind.

Well, how about it?

What?

Yes...

Yes, I'll go!

- Let's go. It's late now!

How much do we owe? By the way,

my name is...

No names, no addresses.

Just companions for the evening.

That's the only condition

under which I'll go.

Okay. Suits me.

$1,60. Oh, and a nickel.

Keep it.

- Thanks.

You care to smoke?

No thank you.

You live in New York?

Yes.

Then you are used to this kind

of weather.

Yes.

There's something that gets me about

this town on a hot Saturday night...

Did you ever walk down Broadway

and watch the peoples' face? It's fun.

There's a typical New York character

for you.

Back there in that bar

I felt pretty low, but...

riding along like this I feel

much better.

I'm afraid I'm not going to be

very good company.

Relax.

You shouldn't be alone any more

than I should.

Well, that's better!

Let's just have fun and...

maybe the show's amusing.

- Yes.

I hope so too.

I'd like to laugh.

It would be fun to laugh!

My hat!

Look at her face. She could murder you!

I will never wear it again!

Never, never! Throw it away!

Who is she? Who is that woman?

Well, here we are.

You've been very kind.

Goodbye.

Why can't I buy you a nightcap?

I'd rather you didn't come in.

I must confess, I'd like to know

who you are.

No.

It's better this way.

Marcella!

Marcella, I know you're awake. I saw

your bedroom light from downstairs.

Come on, I want to talk to you!

Who are you?

Well, who are you?

What do you want?

Where's my wife?

Marcella!

What is this? What's up?

Let me go in there!

- Alright, let him go in.

I'm Inspector Burgess.

I have to ask you a few questions.

Just take all the time you want.

I'm okay now.

Go ahead.

How old are you, Mr. Henderson?

Her age?

Married long?

5 years.

Your occupation?

I'm an engineer. Scott Henderson, Inc.

When was the last time

you saw Mrs. Henderson?

Around 7.

Did you have dinner at home?

No.

You dined out?

With your wife?

No. I intended taking her to and the

theater, but she changed her mind.

So I went without her.

- A little squabble, huh?

We had words, yes.

- Nothing serious, though?

No.

For a long time things haven't been

right between us.

It was our anniversary. I thought

maybe we could start all over again.

I came home from the office early.

We had friends in for cocktails.

Who were they? - Tommy Wilson,

a client of mine and his wife...

Jack Marlow, my best friend.

He was leaving for South America.

They didn't stay long, and...

She seemed glad that we were alone.

Let me go ahead and shower and change...

then I noticed she wasn't

getting dressed.

She just sat there and laughed!

She told me she had no intention

of going out with me!

Kept laughing at me!

Nothing makes a man sorer than that.

Then I knew I'd been kidding myself.

I knew it wouldn't work!

So I...

asked her for a divorce.

She refused?

- Yes.

She said she wouldn't be my wife, but...

she wouldn't give me a divorce!

- Making a patsy of you, eh?

Don't say that.

We'd been happy once.

It's just that...

she was too spoiled and...

too beautiful.

In there.

I never saw a man so nervous.

How would you be if you came home

and found your wife had been...

Look what they're doing!

Her hair along the floor!

I thought guys didn't cry.

Thanks.

Where were you around

8 o'clock tonight?

In a bar.

- Alone?

No, I met a woman there.

I wasn't in the mood to be by myself.

I asked her to go to a show with me.

- Who was she?

I don't know.

She didn't tell me her name.

She didn't. Besides, what's that

got to do with it?

You're a neat dresser, Mr. Henderson.

Yes, everything goes together.

Nice tie you're wearing.

Tie?

- Pretty taste.

Expensive.

I wish I could afford it.

What are you trying to do to me?

Marcella's dead!

Give me a break! What's the difference

whether my tie's okay or not?

Makes a great deal of difference,

Mr. Henderson.

Why?

Your wife was strangled

with one of your ties!

Yeah.

Knotted so tight...

it had to be cut loose with a knife.

Good morning, Ruthie.

Mr. Henderson in yet?

- No... no, he's not.

Bring your book, will you? There's

some letters I want to get off.

Carol...

Hello, Kansas...

I won't be in until noon.

I have to get this old body of mine

examined for insurance.

Airmail those blueprints off to Stone.

Call every second-hand bookstore

in town and try to find...

a back issue of "Engineering"

for July, 1935.

Get that? July 1935.

There's an article I want.

I can't think of anything else

right now.

Oh yes, you better cash...

Come on in. It's alright.

I just saw it in the papers.

I couldn't tell you myself...

I was afraid you'd go all to pieces.

That would be too easy.

- They say they're questioning him.

It'll be alright. They haven't

arrested him, Ruthie.

It's horrible, but he'll explain.

I hope so! I'm sick from thinking

about it.

There's no reason to be upset! Just

wait for him to call and go on working.

Let's try not to think about it anymore.

- Okay, Carol.

Let's see... I guess this Stone letter

goes first.

You ready?

- Yes.

Irwin Stone & Co...

Cleveland, Ohio.

Dear Mr. Stone:

Under separate cover, we are sending

you a duplicate of the blueprints.

And we wish to assure you...

Where was I?

- "And we wish to assure you... "

And we wish to assure you...

the original estimate

for the garden terrace...

is a correct one.

As submitted to you...

July 16.

Funny you can remember the bar, but you

can't remember what the woman was like!

We've been over that 100s of times!

Leave me alone, I'm tired!

- You're tired, eh?

Don't you realize this could mean a

long rest cure for you unless...

I told you you're wasting your time

trying to pin this on me! - Yeah, sure!

Remarkable though...

You spent hours with a woman and you

don't know who she is or looks like!

I told you... she was about 30.

She had brown hair and wore a...

funny hat.

It's all I can remember. If you had

asked me sooner, before all this...

I could have told you more about her!

But now she's...

a complete blank.

There he is!

Why get me up at this hour?

I only work the evening shift!

I'm Inspector Burgess, homicide.

Did you ever see this man before?

To me a face is a face.

Take a good look!

Sit on the same stool.

Come down here.

Try again.

Forget about me!

Look at him!

Gloomy Gus! Some time last night,

wasn't it? - There, you see?

What time last night? - I start at 8.

He came in some time after.

How much after 8? - I don't make

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