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...Utica, Schenectady and Albany.

Ok.

I'd like to make connection

with Mexico City.

Two, please, leaving

tonight, possibly.

309,78.

Excuse me.

Noel Faraday?

Yes.

You're under arrest

Come along, puss.

You're not going any place, Regan.

You're under arrest.

Wait a minute. What are they

doing with that girl?

Calm down, buddy, and

don't cause any trouble.

Make it more pretty.

How's it coming, Mike?

What do you think?

- I'm having some photographs enlarged.

But the prints on the gun are

very much like Regan's.

- What about the prints on the safe.

- We're working on them now.

The medical examiner just

came in, lieutenant.

Good.

- Hello, Damico. How's business?

- There's your body over there, Doc.

Oh, lieutenant. We've got Regan

and the girl outside.

- Keep them till I call them in, Joe.

- OK.

Doc.

Ok.

You men are all through here?

You've finished your pictures?

- I'm set.

Well, let's get this body

onto the next room.

- Call the boys in.

- Alright.

Let me know when you get those

prints on the safe, Mike.

Well, Mr. Colby, looks like

you guessed right,

...we picked up the boy and

the girl at the station.

I hope you'll be able to get this over

with as quickly as possible.

I'm not anxious to hang around.

Regan, that was Charles!

Was is right.

You may as well relax.

Damico will call you when he wants you.

What happened to him?

Why are they holding us?

Because I'm the biggest

lunkhead of the year.

It never occurred to me

he'd take it out on you.

- Andrew?

- No other than Andrew.

He's got rid of the last guy that knew

anything of the phoney bond...

...deal and he's stuck

us with the rap.

I am walking around the clouds,

this guy builds a hole down to me.

He couldn't possibly hope

to get away with this.

Why would he want to kill Charles?

Don't worry. With Colby tearing the

evidence it will fit like a bathing suit.

He must have figured

you were in with me.

I'm sorry, Noel.

If I could get loose for five minutes,

I'd kick myself around the block.

Alright, you two. Damico's

ready for you now.

Come along.

Get the lady's fingerprints.

Well, laughing boy, I thought

I told you not to leave town.

Give out, Damico.

What are the details?

Murder and grand theft.

And you haven't a sure

way in getting out of it.

How does she figure in?

Oh, come now, Regan.

Let's not be ridiculous.

Did you find the money?

She had it on her. She was buying

two tickets for Mexico City.

I suppose you wanted to

change of scenery.

You ought to identify this, Mr. Colby.

Yes, that's the envelope.

I assume the 10.000 dollars

is the same.

- Get me a stenographer in here.

- He's right here, lieutenant.

Fine.

Got anything to say yet, Regan?

I'm speechless with your efficiency.

Let's have it, Mr. Colby.

You understand that this is

very difficult for me.

Miss Faraday has been my secretary

for over six years,

...her father was one of

my dearest friends.

I understand.

Well, I...

...I was up in my room doing some

work about an hour ago,

...when I heard a shot.

First, I thought it was

in my imagination,

...but then I decided

to investigate.

I found Charles dead on the floor,

...with Regans gun beside him,

...and the safe was open.

But Damico, that was his gun!

You can't keep quiet?

We'll do this without you!

- I gave it back to him two days ago!

- Who saw you?

- Miss Faraday. She...

- Mh-hm

Go ahead, Mr. Colby.

I realised that Miss Faraday was the

only person besides Charles...

...and myself who knew the

combination to the safe.

Andrew, you had me open

the safe yourself!

A couple of nights ago, I happened

to overhear a conversation...

...between Mr. Regan and Miss Faraday,

in which Mexico City was mentioned,

...so when I called the police

I told them that.

Ok, thanks.

She was buying two tickets to

Mexico City when we picked them up.

You already told me that.

What are you looking for, promotion?

Lieutenant, he knows why I had the money.

He send me for the tickets.

You'll get your chance to

talk later, Miss Faraday.

What are you trying to do, Andrew?

Everyone that's ever meant

anything to you:

...Kroner, Charles,

and now me.

- Lieutenant, this is very awkward for me.

- We're nearly finished, Mr. Colby.

Why do you believe him, Damico?

Only yesterday...

That was yesterday!

I am not interested in that

case anymore.

Personally, I've got one right

here that suits me fine!

Look, what do you want,

the truth or a quick arrest?

- What's your story?

- This is a frame!

You get framed more than

any guy I ever met.

You're supposed to be a lawyer,

take a look at the evidence!

Damico!

You'd better change your charge.

The corpse is still alive.

Alive?

We won't have him forever,

...but I may be able to string him

along through the night.

- Any chance of him coming to?

- If we don't move him.

Let me know the minute

he comes around.

Is it alright if we leave

him here, Mr. Colby?

Of course, Charles is my

very dear friend.

I'll see about having him

moved upstairs.

- Don't let him near that room!

- You still running this case?

I'm telling you, Damico!

Don't let this guy nearer!

Just a minute, Regan!

You're under arrest, you're not

giving any advise around here,

...just get that through your head.

It's been one of my closest

friends for years,

...naturally I'd want to see him

before he dies...

The doctor says

he can't be moved.

With him liable to

pop off any minute,

...I'd better wait around

to have a talk with him.

Maybe we all would better

wait around.

Well. Damico's in his glory.

Two new suspects, fresh

blood on the floor...

- Regan?

- Humm.

Why can't we tell them

about Bruno?

And how do you think that will sound

from the witness stand?

I was trying to find a man named Victor

Bruno because I was convinced...

...that the other killing

I had done was murder.

Colby figured on that one.

Maybe somebody could find...

Bruno's probably dead, too.

Otherwise how could Colby be sure

it wasn't Bruno on the phone?

Yes, I suppose so.

How could I be such a dope?

You?

I've been second guessing

the whole way.

Regan, the boy detective.

He couldn't have put your

life in worse hands...

Come on in, Regan. I want to ask you

a couple of questions.

- What about Charles?

- He's still out.

Don't even bother, Mr. Colby.

He's been dead for two hours.

Ever since you shot him.

You knocked him down.

Pick him up.

Tough break, Mr. Colby.

I really saw this one

from left field

I've had Regan tailed for

the last three days.

I knew he wasn't here tonight.

It's quite a confort to us taxpayers

to find our police department...

...in such competent hands.

Thanks, thanks so much.

Oh, personally, just to keep

the record straight,

...what ever happened to

Kroner's million bucks?

That's funny. That's what

Kroner wanted to know.

Yes, very funny.

Wait a minute.

What do you think you're doing?

He still owes my client 68 dollars

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