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- Well, couldn't you do it?

- Are you kidding?

- Well, why not?

- Hey, Louise, he wants me to write on a cake.

- You? I'd like to see you try.

- Mm-hmm.

All right then, I will.

What do you want written?

Happy birthday to Danielle...

No. Uh...

Happy birthday

to Dominique and Danielle.

Dominique and Danielle.

You gotta be kidding.

Come on.

Let me show you.

Surprise.

Hey, now you know you're

not supposed to cut the cake...

until you make a wish

and blow out the candles.

No!

Hello? I want to report

an emergency... a murder.

Hello.

I want to report a murder.

A man, about 25, black.

I saw it just now

through my window.

I live in the apartment just across

the courtyard. 36 Hamilton.

Yes. I'll meet you downstairs

right away. My name is Grace Collier.

Yes, the Grace Collier.

I wrote that story.

I'm sorry you feel that way, Detective,

but I have to write it

the way I see it.

Sometimes the police

are wrong.

Look, this is ridiculous. We can't

discuss it now. A man is bleeding to death.

Yeah. Right away.

I'm coming, I'm coming.

Dominique?

Just a minute.

- What's wrong?

- Oh, Emil, thank you for coming,

but, uh, everything

is fine now and I get dressed...

- and go out...

- What happened?

Well, this morning

I felt those pains...

What happened?

Dominique. What have you done?

Dominique is here?

She was.

Watch out.

Someone might look

in the window.

Help me.

Help me!

- Help me!

- Wh-What are you going to do?

It's a beautiful day

here in New York.

This is Windy Craig

on the radio for you.

On the couch.

Help me.

Put on some makeup.

It must look as if

nothing has happened.

- Drop it there.

- I'm Grace Collier.

I just spoke to you

on the telephone.

How you doing, Miss Collier?

I'm Detective Kelly.

My partner,

Detective Spinetti.

- What seems to be the problem?

- You're the man...

I spoke to,

aren't you?

- That's right.

- Well, I imagine we can discuss...

I hope there's not

too much imagination involved here.

You obviously don't think so,

or you wouldn't be here.

Now, I just saw a man viciously

and repeatedly stabbed.

It was in that apartment up there... 3-R.

The name is Breton.

The man's probably dying

if he's not dead already,

so I think the best thing to do

is to get up there.

All right, take it

easy, will you, lady?

These people are

always stabbing each other.

- "These people"?

- All right, all right. Let's just keep calm.

One step at a time.

Your story is that you

looked out the window.

- What time would that have been?

- Your people have this written down.

The thing to do

is to try to get up there...

and try to save

that poor guy.

Miss Collier, our work

is a profession.

- A doctor, for example, doesn't begin to operate...

- You're not a doctor.

I read your article

about police brutality in Stapleton.

And the next time "The Staten Island"

"Panorama" decides to investigate...

- our methods, I hope they send a real reporter.

- I'm going up there.

- And you're certainly not a cop.

- And you're not either...

if you don't do

something about this.

Unless, of course, you'd rather

go beat up a few students.

Ever hear of a search warrant,

Miss Civil Liberties?

Well, you haven't got one,

and neither do I.

You mean you're actually gonna stand

here and ask me idiotic questions...

like some dumb courtroom

drama while a man dies?

I saw it.

Saw it happen.

- Actually saw it happen.

- Calm down, calm down.

Now, you just go back

to your apartment and relax.

And watch you walk off?

You'd like that,

wouldn't you?

That'd make a great story

for your next issue.

"Police refuse to investigate

brutal race murder."

Not a chance, lady.

You stick with us.

And keep

your mouth shut.

I'll do what

I consider necessary.

This isn't

a police state yet.

- Yes?

- Police officer.

- Oh, yes? Can I help you?

- Are you the lady of the house?

- Yes, I am.

- You live here alone?

- Yes.

- Had any company this morning?

- Oh, no. - Two people...

- That will do, Miss Collier.

If there is some information that

you need, I will be glad to help you,

but as you can see,

I am in the middle of dressing,

so, uh, if you excuse me,

I'll finish.

- She's afraid.

- You mind...

- You mind if we come in?

- Just what do you want?

If you don't mind our coming in,

this lady will explain.

Have you the search, um... the search

permission? Have you that?

- You mean a search warrant?

- Yes, the search warrant. Have you that?

- No.

- She's stalling. She's hiding the body.

If you have not the search warrant,

it's not very important.

So if you will excuse me,

I finish to dress.

It'll take me just ten minutes

to get a search warrant,

and while Spinetti here is going

to the trouble of doing that,

- I shall naturally have to...

- Excuse me.

I don't mean to offend you.

Come in.

But you know, I see all the time

on the television show...

the scene of the evil criminal

and the policeman,

and the policeman

knock on the door...

and the criminal,

he ask about, you know,

what you have ask me...

the search warrant.

But you have not

said to me,

"Open in the name of the law."

You have not said that.

- Now, then, Miss...

- Danielle. Danielle Breton.

I'm Detective Kelly.

This is Detective Spinetti,

- How do you do?

- This is Miss Collier, your neighbor...

- "from across the way."

- Hello. How are you?

- Hello.

- "Something very unusual" occurred this morning.

Seems that Miss Collier happened to

glance out of her window...

and saw something which so shocked

and disturbed her...

- that she called the police department.

- I saw a murder.

Thank you, Miss Collier.

Now, then, Miss Breton,

I suppose you can see...

- Miss Collier's apartment from here.

- I really don't know.

You know very well

you can.

Yes, there's my window.

This is definitely the right apartment.

Miss Collier, do you spend a lot of time

watching my apartment?

You saw me.

You know you did.

Lf, uh, I have seen you,

then I would have pulled

the shade and if I do that,

I have to give up

all my life...

- "to have the privacy."

- She did draw the shade.

Obviously once she'd

hidden the body she felt safe.

But it must be here

somewhere.

I can't believe

that this is serious.

He wrote "help"

on this window in his own blood.

And I watched him

write it.

- Here he write that?

- "Naturally she washed it off."

It's all so obvious.

This girl is protecting someone.

But the murderess

is someone this girl knows.

She was shorter

and had a twisted face...

and stringy hair and was having

a terrible fit of some kind.

- You know someone who would fit that description, Miss Breton?

- No.

Good God! I saw the knife!

I saw her stab him!

Could somebody have gotten in here

without your knowledge?

It would be impossible.

I was here all morning.

What about the man

that stayed over?

I was quite alone.

You see, I'm-I'm divorced

from my husband, and still, uh...

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