The Big Clock Page #10

a very serious charge.

I wouldn't be making it

if I didn't have the evidence.

Evidence? Why,

the witnesses have all

seen me, talked to me.

I'm not saying you're Jefferson

Randolph, but nevertheless,

he's the murderer.

Why should I

kill Pauline?

Blackmail.

He's been giving her money

by check. The bank

will verify that.

Ridiculous.

Is it?

Cigarette?

Uh, not now.

Go ahead, Steve.

You need a smoke.

Thank you, no.

You're afraid to open

the box. Why?

Because I found something

in here, hidden away.

The handkerchief that

Miss York got from Randolph

at the Van Barth.

Notice the green stains. Where

would he get it except from

the purse in her apartment?

The maid might have

brought it up here.

The maid's been away on vacation.

She's been gone a week.

Link number three:

the taxi driver who took you

from Pauline's apartment.

I don't seem

to see him here.

He was bribed

to go away. I went to

his home and found out.

But I've got the address

he took you to from

the cab company's files.

And it's 323 Sutton Place.

That's Hagen's residence.

There's your evidence,

Mr. Janoth.

It'll stand up in court.

I doubt that, George.

I think you've had

a brainstorm.

Anybody could've taken

a cab to my address,

or have planted

that handkerchief

in my cigarette box.

As for the maid,

I think I can produce her

if necessary.

Earl saw her this morning.

Didn't you, Earl?

- Of course I did.

- I'm afraid your case won't hold water.

We'll see what they say

about that at headquarters.

Darling, would you ask

Inspector Regan to come in?

All right.

We've just about covered

the floor, Mr. Cordette.

Inspector.

Only the executive

offices are left.

I'm sorry to have to do this,

Steve. There's your murderer,

Inspector.

"Inspector"? Why, I've

seen him cadging drinks

at Burt's Place.

A broken-down

radio actor.

George, I'm beginning

to get an idea.

Maybe some of the witnesses

should take a look at you.

Just a minute, you.

So you've seen me cadging

drinks at Burt's Place?

Well, I just remembered

seeing you at Burt's Place

late last night,

sneaking that sundial

back into Burt's collection.

"Sundial"?

Yeah. Didn't think

we saw it.

Had it under his coat.

The murder weapon,

and witnesses who saw him

try to dispose of it.

That wraps it up, Mr. Janoth.

Now we'll try a real cop.

Well, Earl?

Steve, I know how you

feel about me and about

my organization.

You're the most loyal employee

I've ever had.

I'm not going

to let you down, Steve.

I'll put every resource

we have at your disposal.

We'll fight this through

for you, no matter how long

it takes or how much it costs.

You're not going to be alone.

Every bit of influence I can...

Mr. Hagen?

Mr. Hagen!

Mr. Hagen?

Steve, your office

and Mr. Janoth's are the

only ones we haven't...

The search is off.

Send everybody home.

"Off"? What about

Jefferson Randolph?

Who is he?

Not interested.

You insufferable egomaniac!

You thought you inspired

such adulation that I'd

do anything for you.

George,

Janoth killed Pauline.

You'll say that

in court?

I will.

No!

George, are you

all right?

Sure.

I've been so worried.

Did he get away?

Yeah, he got away.

Get me

the police department.

Where is he?

Elevator shaft.

Aah! It's him!

Who?

Jefferson Randolph?

My fourth husband.

Mike, darling!

Oh, no!

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