The Man Who Cheated Himself Page #2

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The manners of some people.

I ask him a civil question.

He might at least have

told me he didn't know.

Heavens, look!

Look!

60-17, 60-17, 1-4-8...

Hi, Lieutenant.

Hello, Blair.

On a case, or out

for another blonde?

You sound like my brother.

Say, I hear the kid's

going to get married.

I'm going to be best man.

What are you doing here?

Looking for a green coup.

Some guy got knocked

off at the airport.

Lucky you're driving a blue one.

I could disappoint that blonde.

[HONKING]

You wouldn't do that

to me, would you?

She comes across

with bonded Bourbon.

Beat it.

You're holding up traffic.

Howard Frazer, 34, married.

2370 Del Mar.

Driver's license number Z-81976.

OK, that's it, Bill.

I'll have these checked

at the lab for prints.

Send me four copies of

the report, will you?

Sure, Cullen.

Oh, Doc, Doc... just a

couple more questions.

What about time of death?

Not less than two hours

ago, not more than four.

An autopsy might

make it more exact,

But that's the best

I can do right now.

OK, thanks.

Those blood stains

on the shirt, do you

Notice the way they went in

two different directions?

So?

Well, maybe he wasn't

killed around here at all.

It's possible.

It probably happened threshing

around before he died.

Disappointed?

No, no, no, no.

Just checking.

You're as bad as your brother.

Thanks for the compliment.

No more questions?

No, no.

Not for you, Doc.

Oh, here you are, officer.

I must say, we're a little

tired of this waiting,

Aren't we, Ernest?

Yes indeed, dear.

We have every desire,

of course, to assist

In the workings of justice.

But we do wish they'd

work more quickly.

Well, lady, we'll

try and hurry them.

Now, Mr. Quimby,

can you help us fix

The time a little more exactly?

I mean, when you saw the other

car and discovered the body.

Well, let me see

now, I should say

It was in the neighborhood

of 10 o'clock.

What do you think, Muriel?

Yes, dear.

As a matter of fact,

it was exactly 10:00.

You had just looked

at your watch.

We were worried

about meeting Gladys.

Of course.

10 o'clock it was.

We were to see a

friend, an old friend

Of the family's,

a second cousin...

I see.

Thanks.

Now, can you add anything

to your description

Of this other car?

Green coupe, you said it

was, medium sized, not new.

And fortunately, I was on the

far side, wasn't I, Ernest?

Naturally, all I saw was a

dark shape and a headlight.

I'm afraid I can't

help much more.

It was just a car, green

of course, and a coupe.

Now, I had a green

coupe back in 1931.

It was...

It was in 1933, dear.

You see, that was the year...

Yes, yes.

Thank you.

Now, was there anyone in it,

Mr. Quimby, besides the driver?

Well, let me think now.

When I leaned out and asked

my civil question... no.

No, I'm sure there was

only the driver, a man.

What did he look like?

MR. QUIMBY:
Well, just a man.

ANDY:
Oh, Ed.

Uh... Lieutenant, this

is Mr. and Mrs. Quimby.

They saw the...

I know.

Go ahead.

Don't mind me.

OK.

What did he look

like, this driver?

Well, he was just a man.

He had a hat.

It was pulled down.

Was there anything else

you noticed about him?

Was he big?

Small?

My impression... and

mind you, it was only

An impression... was that he

could be described as... medium.

Wouldn't you say

medium was the word?

MRS. QUIMBY:
Well, uh...

MR. QUIMBY:
Well, I'm sorry.

You didn't see him.

MRS. QUIMBY:
No.

What about his coloring?

Was he... would you

say, or blonde?

I'm afraid I really

couldn't tell you.

I suppose it can be

described as, well, medium.

The fact is, officer, I

really didn't see him at all.

Well, we won't need you

and your wife any longer,

Mr. Quimby.

Thanks.

You're sure we can be

of no further assistance?

We're only too glad

to help, you know.

Bye.

Goodbye.

So chief finally

caught up with you, hm?

Yep.

Why don't some of

these characters

Get knocked off in the daytime?

Well, I think I've

covered everything.

Want me to bring you up to date?

No, I got it on the phone.

This fellow... what's his name?

Frazer.

Howard Frazer.

Frazer... was found

outside the parking lot,

His wallet near him, empty, was

booked on the 11:50 to Seattle.

Quimby saw a car

which might have

Been the guys who bumped him.

Right?

No, no.

There's more to it than that.

Frazer parked his

car here at 7:
00.

Now, Doc Munson says the

latest he was shot was 10:00.

That makes it three hours

he was here at the airport.

I can't figure out what he

was doing here all the time.

Eating, having a

drink, meeting a dame.

Well, I don't know about

dames, but I checked

With the bartender

and the head waiter.

Neither of them saw him tonight.

You've been busy.

[INAUDIBLE].

Now, it looks like robbery, but

I can't think why a guy would

Shoot unless Frazer

put up a fight.

And he isn't a bit marked up.

Oh, this is the night clerk.

A telephone call for

Frazer came in around 9:15.

What was the call about?

Well, the fellow said he

was trying to locate Frazer.

He knew he was going

to Seattle and asked

If he picked up his ticket.

I told him no.

He asked what flight he was

going on, and I said 11:50.

I offered to page him for

him, but he said, never mind.

If it [INAUDIBLE],

probably still in town.

Would you recognize the

voice if you heard it again?

I might.

Anything unusual about it?

Well, deep.

OK, thanks.

You can get some sleep.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Well, it looks like you

covered everything so far.

Let's go on over

to Frazer's place.

Maybe someone there

can tell us some more.

You phone there yet?

No, no.

I was waiting for you.

But we'd do better if we

could catch them off balance,

If there's anything to learn.

You're learning awfully fast.

I'm still trying to

figure out what Frazer was

Doing at the airport

for three hours.

Why make it tough on us?

What do you mean?

This is your first case, kid.

Don't build yourself

up to a let down.

But I don't get you.

Look, this job's

like most of them.

You check leads, run them all

down, you hit the right one.

You've been telling

me that for years.

What street?

Was it Del Mar?

Yeah.

Well, this is something

I'll never get used to.

Some of them cry.

Some of them faint.

There are ones who

just look at you.

Well, let's get it over with.

I guess breaking the

news is kind of rough.

Well, think of Janet

and how you'd feel.

You, um... you want to

skip it this time, kid?

I can handle it for you.

Yeah, thanks.

You're sure it's OK?

Sure.

[DOORBELL]

Lieutenant Cullen,

police department.

I'd like to see Mrs. Frazer.

MAN:
It's after 1:00.

It's important.

Very well.

[KNOCKING]

Mary?

ALBERT:
It's Albert, ma'am.

Come in.

How long have you

been home, Albert?

About half an hour.

There's a Lieutenant Cullen

of the police department

To see you.

I didn't want to disturb you.

Police?

Well, see him up here.

Yes, madam.

I can't start by

ducking things like this.

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