The Man Who Cheated Himself Page #3

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Suit yourself.

Mrs. Frazer will

see you upstairs.

Wouldn't she rather come down?

She's in her sitting room, sir.

This way.

Come in.

Mrs. Frazer?

Yes.

I'm Lieutenant Cullen,

police department.

This is Detective Cullen.

Why?

What is it?

Is anything wrong?

It's about Mr. Frazer.

I'm sorry to have to

break it to you this way.

Your husband was killed

tonight at the airport.

(WHISPERING) The

bullet... no trace of it.

Excuse me.

The plane?

No, he was shot.

Shot?

I'm sorry to have to

question you like this, but...

That's all right.

If I could be of any

help... won't you sit down?

Did you know your husband

was going on this trip?

Of course.

He was flying to Seattle.

Salmon fishing.

He often does.

Do you know what

plane he was taking?

I... I'm not sure.

He left before dinner.

It was still daylight.

ED:
What business

was your husband in?

LOIS:
He wasn't in business.

Just a socialite, all that.

Did he have any... any

enemies that you know of?

LOIS:
Of course not.

Everyone liked Howard.

He was kind, thoughtful.

Oh, I... I just can't believe it.

I can't believe

that anyone would

Do a thing like th... this.

His, uh, wallet was found

near him with no money in it.

But he always carried

a lot of money.

I'm just like that.

I often warned him.

Oh, please, where is he?

Could I see him?

He's... he's in the morgue.

The morgue.

Oh...

Get her on the sofa quick.

No pillows.

Keep her head low.

Feet up.

Is... is she all right?

Should we get a doctor?

No, no.

I told you these

things are tough.

That's it.

That's it.

I'm all right.

Take it easy.

I'm sorry.

Is there anything

we can get you?

No.

It's just... what, oh yes,

about Howard being robbed.

Well, maybe someone wanted

to make it look that way.

Tell me, Mrs. Frazer...

Did your husband mention

an appointment with someone

At the airport?

No.

He didn't say anything

about it to me.

Where does he keep

his correspondence?

Well, any letters or

anything would be in his room

Across the hall.

Mind if we have a look?

No.

No, no.

No need for you to come.

Nice layout.

Balcony out there.

Closet.

He's been burning something.

I wonder what.

Nothing here but some

bills and some invitations.

Hey, this lock's been broken.

Looks as if it's been jimmied.

Doesn't look like a

professional job anyway.

That lock on the French

door, when was it broken?

Oh, uh, it happened last week.

We came home late.

I had forgotten my key.

We didn't want to

wake the servants,

So Howard climbed the

balcony and broke in.

Well, Mrs. Frazer, that's that.

We ought to apologize again for

putting you through all this,

But we had to.

I know.

You'll have to come down

to the morgue tomorrow...

Identification.

Yes, of course.

And if there's anything else...

If you think of any

reason why Mr. Frazer was

At the airport for three

hours, let us know.

Good night.

Good night.

All right, but what does

a guy do all that time?

He didn't eat,

didn't have a drink,

Didn't even buy a magazine.

How did he fill in the time?

Where was he?

What did he do?

Take it easy.

We'll find out.

Say, I felt sorry for

the wife, didn't you?

Uh-huh.

She's sure the type you go for.

Too rich for my blood.

I feel sorry for

the man, though.

Hey, suppose... suppose

the body was moved,

The way I suggested

to Doc Munson.

Then the three hours

would be explained.

Better learn one thing...

Never take a case to bed.

Well, you'd be

tailored to that one.

Look, Ed, I wouldn't ask, but

this is my first time out.

How am I doing?

All right, kid.

Do any better, and

I'll be out of a job.

Both the bullets

are 38-calibre.

I'm not sure, but I'd say

the gun had a short barrel.

How about this?

Hm?

No, it couldn't

possibly be that.

Your gun's

practically brand new.

There's no record of

it in this office.

Well, thanks a lot.

All right.

Well, that got

us nowheres fast.

Come on, we know the

gun we're looking for.

What do you want, a life-sized

picture of the killer?

I want to find out more

about Frazer and Mrs. Frazer.

Why fool around with a gun?

One meet at a time.

Keep your coat on.

Check the gun.

You want me to put

an ad in the paper?

Very funny.

Why don't you get smart

and cover the pawnshop?

Well, I thought

pawnbroker's were

Supposed to report

all deals with guns.

They are, but they

take their time.

We can't afford to waste any.

OK, chief.

Hope this guy was dumb

enough to hock the thing.

Suppose he kept it or

dumped it in the bay,

Mailed it to his mother.

Hey, will you keep out

of trouble till tomorrow?

I've got to deliver

you at the church.

ED (ON PHONE):
Hello?

Ed?

ED (ON PHONE):
Yeah.

Why haven't you called me?

Is everything all right?

I haven't had a chance.

Who do you want?

No.

No, this is 8-7.

You've got the wrong number.

Five minutes.

Where have you been?

To see Janet.

I thought tonight was

supposed to be strictly stag.

Yeah, but I... I had

to ask her something.

We're going to put

off the honeymoon.

Well, that won't be necessary.

You'll only be gone a week.

I can handle things

till you get back.

Look, Ed, this is my

big chance... a good one.

Maybe it is.

Want to postpone

the wedding too?

No, sir.

Where to, Mrs. Cullen?

We got 14 hours.

Paris?

Rome?

Singapore?

Singapore.

Andy, the signal said stop.

Nothing's stopping

us today, baby.

[SIREN]

Our first ticket.

RADIO:
28, 2-8... a

victim from hit and run.

Let's see your

driver's license.

Oh, it's you, Cullen.

Yeah.

I didn't recognize you all

dolled up with a car either.

It's my wife's.

Yeah, I heard you were

going to get married.

Lucky guy.

Congratulations, Mrs. Cullen.

Thank you.

I was talking to your brother

about it the other night

On the bridge.

Oh, when was that?

Saturday night.

Oh, so that's where he was.

Yeah, he was

headed to Sausalito

With a big smile on his face.

Tell me, did he

have a girl with him?

All alone.

Why?

Well, he's been

holding out on me.

Say are you trying to get me

to forget about this ticket?

You're not going to

give us one, are you?

I have to.

I know you're floating on air.

But don't try it

through intersections.

OK.

[CHUCKLING]

You know, I'm very

curious about something.

Me?

No.

No, I know all about you.

I just want to find

out where we're going.

Presidio coming up.

Would you rather go

across the bridge?

Santa Rosa?

No.

Feels wrong.

I want to look at the ocean.

All I want is to look at you.

Aren't you tired of that?

Would you rather be

checking fingerprints?

Guns?

Look, Mrs. Cullen, crime in San

Francisco can take a night off.

[GUNFIRE]

Wanted me, Rush?

Yeah.

Your airport killer's

on the loose again.

What makes you think so?

You know the Martin Liquor

Store hold up last night?

Yeah?

Killed the owner.

Put two slugs in him,

just like Frazer.

They dug one more

out of the wall.

Same gun.

Did they get the gun?

No.

But all three slugs match

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