The Blue Gardenia Page #6

the Blue Gardenia were the same girl.

You always meant to turn her over to

the police. You were lying all the time!

Now, wait a minute. Norah!

- Come on, Crystal. I made another mistake.

Your check, Miss.

- Norah! Wait!

Thanks, Casey.

You better go along, Miss.

Hold it, Sam.

- Why?

You've done a thorough

job and we appreciate it.

Norah!

It was a trap, Crystal.

A dirty trap.

You've made a mistake, Sam.

- You made the mistake. Got a cigarette?

You underestimated me.

Well, I may not have been ahead of you, but

I'm here right now and that's what counts.

There's a penalty, and a stiff one,

for aiding and abetting a criminal.

I'm glad it didn't come to that.

You can have credit for finding her, even

if you didn't get that exclusive you wanted.

Bill! Thanks for keeping your ears open.

Thanks.

Come on, Mack! We got deadlines to make!

Okay, she's all yours.

Read all about it!

Blue Gardenia in police trap!

Casey Mayo captures Blue Gardenia!

Read all about it!

Blue Gardenia in police trap!

Paper?

Paper, sir?

No thanks.

Beautiful murderess caught by columnist!

- No sale. Scoot!

Paper?

I was wrong, Al.

She can't mean that much to you?

She might have.

You sense those things from

the first time you meet a girl.

What's that?

Music. Canned.

They can everything these days.

Al...

That's the record that was

on Prebble's phonograph

when the cleaning woman

discovered his body.

So what?

But it isn't the record that was

playing when Norah blacked out!

Where do we go from here?

'Melrose Music Shop'.

- That's not much to go on, casey.

You want the real murderess, don't you?

I've already got one that's confessed and

all the evidence I need to convict her.

Look, Sam. Stay with me a little while

longer. This can be your headline.

Haynes, Homicide.

- Yes, sir.

You ever hear of Harry Prebble?

- Who hasn't? Good customer of ours.

Or, was. -Know anything about

this album he bought here?

Miss Miller handled his account.

I'll get her for you. -Do that.

There's a cop outside to see you, wants

to ask some questions about Prebble.

I'll be right out.

- I'll tell him.

This is a wild goose chase, Casey.

We aren't going to learn anything here.

I'd been walking around...

all evening... in a daze.

I even forgot to take a hat

... or a coat, or a purse.

It started to rain.

When I passed by his apartment at least

the third or the fourth time...

there was a light in his window.

Go on, Miss.

I knew he was home.

I could hear him... moving around.

So, I kept knocking.

Knocking and knocking!

Finally...

he opened the door.

He seemed disturbed about something.

He didn't want to let me in...

but he did.

The lights were turned down.

I was too upset to see anything.

Even the poker in his hand.

I was working on the fire.

Look, I haven't got much time.

I have to finish this job tonight,

there's a lot of money involved.

I can't go through with this alone,

Harry! That's why I'm here!

You've got to give me your word!

Tonight!

Control yourself. Have

a glass of champagne.

I didn't come her to drink!

Are you or aren't you going to marry me?

You heard me, Harry! Answer me!

Rose! Rose, don't get so excited.

Everything will be all right.

Remember the afternoon I bought these?

We came back here.

Let's listen to this. Then you ought to

go home, I have to finish that painting.

He turned to put the record on.

The one he bought me,

the first day I met him.

The one he was using to get rid of me.

Then I saw another woman's handkerchief.

How he was trying to hide it.

And I knew...

what I was going to do.

The record was playing...

And he didn't hear me.

The last time they put my picture in

the paper I had to get bitten by a dog!

I'll take a dozen of each, boys.

Mother keeps asking for a picture.

How about a big sigh

of relief, Miss Larkin?

How's this?

That's perfect!

Now, give the boys a nice smile.

Excuse me!

Excuse me too!

Didn't Captain Haynes explain?

- Oh, sure. He explained.

But you know women... the stubborn sex.

But, take a tip from information, honey...

The phone number is...

Granite...

Yeah.

Crystal, I did what you told me.

I played hard to get.

Yes, but don't be too eager

when he calls you tonight.

Yes, ma'am!

How ya doin'?

You can read all about

it in The Chronicle.

Wow!

Oh, brother!

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