Too Late for Tears Page #4

- What else?

- Almost anything else.

Where did that money come from, Danny?

Why was it being paid to you like that?

I'll tell you when I see the dough, maybe.

I hope you're not planning to

pull a fastie. It won't pay off.

Don't quarrel with me, Danny.

We're not out of trouble

until I get back to my apartment.

Well, slow down

or you'll never get back. Look out!

Not this time, tiger.

You didn't bury that dough and I know it.

I'll see you some time when there's

daylight and a million people around.

Danny! Danny, come back!

The...

the ticket's in that coat.

Danny!

- Nobody here.

- Yeah. Keys in it too.

- Your feet hurt?

- You kidding?

What are we waiting for?

Hello.

Jane, Alan's home, isn't he?

- 'No.'

- But I'm sure I heard the elevator.

No one came in, Kathy. It... it must

have been someone across the hall.

Oh.

Well, I'm sorry I disturbed you, Jane.

Good night.

- Who is it?

- It's Jane, Danny.

Like you said, honey,

this should have been put back.

What did you do with the coat?

Alan's coat.

- How did you get here?

- In a cab.

You know what I mean. How did you find me?

I found the place where you eat.

You can guess the rest.

What did you do with Alan's coat?

Forget it, tiger. I took care of the coat.

Let's talk about the money.

Isn't that why you're here?

How? Just how did you take care of it?

Don't you see? If the coat turns up

in the wrong way, we're lost.

What did you do with it?

Why just the coat, tiger? Why not

the hat too? It had his initials in it.

Yes, and the hat too.

What did you do with them?

Not a thing, angel.

I'll let you get rid of 'em.

All I did was take the labels out of the

coat and the hatband out of the hat.

- You want to take 'em, huh?

- Yes.

Sit down, honey.

Sit down, honey, on the bed.

Sorry it isn't tidy.

I didn't know you were going to drop by.

- Please, we haven't a minute to lose.

- I know.

All I want is time to look the coat over.

Time to find out

what's so special about it.

Sit down, honey.

There's a hole in that first pocket.

Maybe there's something in the lining.

Shall we look, tiger?

Yeah, what do you know?

Something is in the lining, tiger.

There's no one home.

Well, that's hard to believe.

Could I just touch you, to make sure?

I mean, were you looking

for anyone in particular?

A man named Palmer.

But I can hardly remember why.

Are you a friend of Mr. Palmer's?

- Are you?

- Well, I asked you first.

We flew together in England.

In a weak moment, he asked me

to drop by if I ever got to Hollywood.

Oh.

I live across the hall. I'm Alan's sister.

I was pretty sure you weren't Jane.

- Oh, you've met Jane?

- Well, I've seen pictures of her.

Mother told me there'd be times like this.

- I don't know what to say.

- Well, why say anything?

We could wait until they're gone

and I could just leave, maybe.

- They?

- Or whoever it is we're avoiding.

Jane, I gather. What's it all about?

- It's Alan. He's missing.

- Missing? Since when?

Last night, about ten o'clock.

What did you expect to find

with your passkey?

I suppose I had to expect that question.

That's why I pulled you in here.

I didn't want Jane to know

where you ran into me.

I gathered that.

I had ten days coming to me,

and I looked forward to going into

a happy coma on one of your beaches.

- But if there's anything I can do...

- I don't know. I just don't know.

Where is Jane?

She went down to the Missing Persons

bureau. She hasn't come back.

Why the passkey? Why couldn't

Jane know what you were looking for?

You didn't tell me your name.

Ha. Don Blake.

Do you know my name?

Well, Alan mentioned it a few times

but I'm not quite sure. Elizabeth?

No, it's Katherine.

I know what you're thinking. I can

almost hear that mind of yours churning.

You're wondering why I'm so eager to help.

Or maybe you're wondering why I'm

so willing to believe the worst of Jane.

Well, I... I never met Jane,

but I never liked her either.

You know her first husband killed himself?

Jane had nothing to do with it.

The man had had money once

and he just couldn't stand being broke.

Uh-huh.

Well, anyway, getting back to Alan,

you obviously think

there's something wrong.

And I wouldn't like to feel

I walked out on him.

So, if there's anything I can do,

or anything that ought to be done,

I'd appreciate you telling me about it.

All right, Mr. Blake.

Better? Feel like talking now?

It's cold in here.

I'll turn on the oven.

Maybe I shouldn't bother

to light it, huh, tiger?

So, hubby pulled a cross-up, is that it?

The dough is checked somewhere, I gather?

Yes.

Where?

Is it possible to get the bag

without the ticket?

I know exactly what it looks like.

Sure, all you got to do

is describe the contents,

then the cops come and take you away.

The ticket's some place

in the apartment. I know it.

I've got to get back.

- And I've got to have that gun.

- Sure, I'll give you your gun.

All you got to do is ask and Danny give.

Remember the ride

we took last night, tiger?

The money was buried up in the hill.

You were taking me up there

to give me my half, remember?

You were taking me up there

to kill me, tiger.

You were going to kill me.

And now I give you back the gun?

Sure, I'll give it to you.

But first I'm going to

get to know you better.

I think probably some day

you will kill me.

And I wouldn't want that to happen

unless we were good friends.

Go ahead, scream. Get the cops

in here. That's all we need.

Where have you been, Jane?

Is there any news?

No.

Why aren't you at work?

Work? With Alan just swallowed up

someplace? Where have you been?

Walking. Thinking.

Trying to figure this thing out.

Jane, I thought of something this morning.

If Alan just... well,

just went away, don't you...

What do you mean, if he just went away?

What else could have happened?

I don't know.

Nothing seems to make any sense.

Does it ever?

I thought of a way we might

be able to tell. Alan's gun.

He loved that gun. It was the only

thing he saved from his army days.

If he'd known he was going away,

I think he'd have taken it with him,

don't you?

We can easily find out.

- What's the matter with you?

- Nothing, I...

I think I know who it is, Jane.

It's a friend of Alan's.

I ran into him in the hall.

He said he'd be back.

Are you Mrs. Palmer?

Lieutenant Breach, Homicide Division.

May I come in?

You don't seem to have expected me.

- Should I have?

- Well, didn't you report a...

Oh, my apologies, Mrs. Palmer.

I see what's wrong now.

The Missing Persons detail

is part of the Homicide Division.

I've been assigned

to the case you reported.

Oh, I'm afraid you frightened me

for a minute, Lieutenant.

I was afraid something had happened.

I'm sorry.

Oh, Lieutenant Breach,

my sister-in-law, Miss Palmer.

Won't you sit down?

I've been trying to get you by phone,

Mrs. Palmer.

I have some information for you

you might prefer to discuss privately.

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