Phantom Lady Page #2

people punch the time clock!

Sometime after 8. - Ask him about her,

she saw the time.

How about the woman that was in here?

What woman?

But I wasn't...

- I'll do the talking!

You sure that wasn't a woman

sitting next to this man?

I'm sure!

She wore a crazy hat!

I've been serving in bars for 30 years.

To me a dame is just another order.

If you remember me, why can't

you remember her?

You were sitting right here! Bring the

dame back and maybe I'll remember her!

But there were only the two of us!

She played the jukebox!

We left here together!

- Alright, alright...

She sat right there! She spoke to you!

- Come on, Henderson.

You must remember her!

- Come on!

Hey, you!

Yeah?

- Is your name Al Alp?

Yeah.

Did you have a haul last night from

Anselmo's Bar to the Casino Theater?

Heck, I picks 'em up and puts them down

so many times during a night that...

Anselmo's to the Casino Theater?

That's about a 45 cent run

on a dry night.

Yeah, I did.

Do you see him here?

I didn't haul no one in that shape

last night! No offense meant.

It was him?

You tell us.

Yeah, him!

- Was he alone?

Yeah, I think so.

- But there was a woman with me!

You must have seen her!

Hacking for 8 years gives a guy

a memory.

If you was with a woman...

I'd have noticed.

- Thanks, Al.

You sure?

Sure.

There was no dame with this guy

in my cab last night.

Come on, Henderson.

We told...

Mr. Sanders, who are these men?

I must change!

This is Inspector Burgess.

He'd like to talk to you.

Miss Monteiro...

Do remember a woman with this man

last night wearing a hat like yours?

A hat like mine?

Really, this is too funny!

No woman wears hats like mine!

But she did!

And you kept looking at her!

No, no! Go away!

This is insulting!

I'm an artist!

I sing, I dance!

I don't look at my audience!

What woman besides Monteiro could wear

those and not look ridiculous?

See the hat?

- No.

Miss Monteiro is only substantiating

what I've told you...

You're lying!

- No, get him out!

Told you not to get pistachio.

How's yours?

You can never go wrong with vanilla.

Why don't you admit there was no woman

with you last night? - No!

If I did that I'd never be sure of

anything again in my life.

She sat at the bar with me...

She liked a certain tune and played it

on the jukebox.

We walked down 46th Street together!

She was real.

She WAS real!

And now you're trying to tell me

she never existed!

Where to now, Chief?

Some place where we can get him

a drink.

We all need a drink!

Then drive back to headquarters.

You better get some sleep...

and a good lawyer.

Youre gonna need both.

Marcella Henderson met her death

at 3 minutes after 8.

Persecution accepts this as a fact!

The defense claims that Scott Henderson

was with a woman!

At Anselmo's Bar 4 miles from his home

at 5 minutes after 8...

on the night the murder was committed.

Very clever!

The defense also asks you to believe

if he was at the bar at 5 after 8...

that he couldn't have possibly been in

his apartment 2 minutes before...

at the time his wife was murdered.

Again I say, very clever!

But not clever enough!

Witnesses at the same places and at

the same time that Henderson claims...

to have been with this woman,

can recall seeing him...

yet not one of them remembers her!

Where is this woman?

Has any of us seen her?

Has she at any time been on that

witness stand?

No!

Of course not!

Because there is no such woman!

There never was!

Mr. Henderson...

you say you were with this woman

for several hours...

What did you call her?

I just called her "you. "

Can't you tell us anything about her?

Was she a blond, brunette, tall, short

or what?

I don't know! I can't remember! Believe

me, your honor, I'm telling the truth!

In a blind rage, he took the necktie

he had in his hands...

dropped it around her throat, and

tightened it with unimaginable cruelty!

Until it was so embedded

in her soft flesh...

that it had to be cut off.

Will the accused please rise

and face the jury?

Will the foreman of the jury

please stand?

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, your honor.

Do you find the defendant guilty

or not guilty of the charge?

I didn't hear the verdict, what as it?

- What did you expect...

guilty!

Hello, Mr. Henderson.

- Hello, Kansas.

I'll give you 5 minutes.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Yes, you can thank the foreman!

I forgot to!

I don't know what to say.

Skip it, Kansas. I'll be alright

now that I know where I stand.

I'll be fine.

Last night for the first time,

I didn't have to count sheep.

I slept like a guilty man.

- But you're going to appeal!

With what?

A set of blueprints

and my grandfather's watch?

If it's a question of money...

Oh, Kansas... no thanks.

It isn't the money.

We've done everything...

hired detectives, advertised in the

newspapers, bought time on the radio...

everything possible trying to find her!

- What about your friends?

Oh yes, remember all my friends?

Well, they aren't.

Haven't you heard from Mr. Marlow?

No, I... didn't let him know.

He's your best friend, looks like...

He'd be the one to help you. - I didn't

want to get him back from South America!

It's his big chance down there.

In any case, what good could he do?

I don't know.

But you need someone to help you

who really wants to!

Someone who just won't be beat!

Stop blowing bubbles, Kansas.

You can't let that verdict stand,

you've got to fight!

I told you, it's no use.

You were at the trial...

I don't blame the jury.

If I was in the jury box,

I'd have agreed with them.

But somebody has to go on looking

for her!

Being shut up alone so much...

I've been thinking.

Maybe there never was such a woman!

It's just my word against theirs!

Maybe I just imagined it!

Maybe she doesn't exist!

- Stop talking like that!

You can't work for a man as long as

I have and not know him pretty well.

You couldn't kill anybody.

Thanks, Kansas.

That makes you a minority of one.

Time's up.

Are you going back to Wichita?

I haven't decided what to do yet.

Whoever you work for will be

a lucky boss.

Keep your bobby pins off the floor and

the seams in your stockings straight.

If you don't, he'll fire you!

Goodbye, Kansas.

If you feel like a train ride,

visit me sometime.

Getting a new address tomorrow.

A big country estate on the Hudson.

On a clear day you can see New Jersey.

Bye, Kansas.

Bye, Mr. Henderson.

Here's the horse I like.

3rd race at Pimlico.

I like Sergeant Mike in the 3rd.

Customer, Mac.

- You crazy...

Sergeant Mike hasn't won a race

this year! - Yeah, but he's ready now.

Yes, Miss?

- Whiskey and water.

Mac, you betting High Girl in the

2nd race tomorrow?

Mac, we're talking to you!

Any money on that filly tomorrow?

Yeah, 10 bucks on the nose!

10 dollars?

- Loads of dough!

Don't you care for your drink, Miss?

Everything is fine.

Mac, another beer!

Okay, I'll play.

Mac, get me my hat and coat will you?

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