Too Late for Tears Page #7

Not a thing, Mac.

I'm leaving, Kathy. I'd like to

have you come along with me.

No, and I'd like

what I gave you a minute ago.

Well, let's talk about it outside.

I... I've already kept you too long,

Mr. Sharber.

I found out what I wanted to know.

You sure you're all right?

Quite all right. Good night, Mr. Sharber.

- Good night.

- Thank you.

And now I'll take that ticket, please.

The ticket belongs to me, Mr. Blake.

If I have to shoot you to get it,

I'll be quite within my rights.

I'm afraid you won't be.

You can have the ticket.

All you have to do is reach

into my pocket and take it.

Turn around.

Get me the Hollywood police, quick.

It's an emergency.

Hello, I'm calling

from the Chateau Michel.

You've got to send

someone up here quickly.

514. Hurry.

Katherine Palmer. Hurry.

Dr. Adams? Katherine Palmer.

Could you come up to 514 right away?

Hollywood police. Emergency.

This is Katherine Palmer again.

You've got to send a patrol car

to Union Station.

A woman will try to claim something there.

'The Union Pacific City of Los Angeles

train 103 is now arriving.

'The Los Angeles Terminal.

'Union Pacific train number 1

is now arriving.'

- Hello.

- Hello.

You by yourself?

Not any more, if I can help it.

How would you like to go...

How would you like to do a lady

a big favor and earn five dollars?

What kind of a favor?

My... my ex-boyfriend's over there,

waiting for me to claim my bag.

If you get it for me, I can avoid him.

If you like, I'll let you spend

the five dollars on me.

Well, what are we waiting for?

- Here I am.

- I'll, uh... take my fin now, lady.

- What?

- My five bucks.

All right.

Ooh. Ooph.

- How long have I been out?

- You took quite a jolt.

Kathy, did you send the police

down to the Union Station?

I tried to. They wouldn't go.

They said they couldn't hold anyone

unless there was a crime committed.

Isn't cracking skulls a crime?

Don't look at me.

I just drive a patrol car.

Do you want to file charges

against somebody?

Can you get an address from

a license number, this time of night?

Sure we can.

You got a homicide man

at the Hollywood station?

They didn't kill you. You'll live.

Come on, let's go.

Am I coming? I seem to recall

we had a date for dinner.

We did, but I guess you'll have to

settle for that milk after all, Kathy.

Could I have two minutes before you go?

We can cover it in ten seconds.

You were right, Kathy.

I don't know your brother from Adam.

Now, I could expand on that, but I think

Janey still has some unfinished business.

Thanks, Doc.

I found the ticket, Danny. I've found it.

It's all clear sailing now.

Go away. Creep back out.

Lock the door, Danny. Pull the blinds.

What's the matter?

I'm worried. I don't get it.

The money's in that bag, Danny.

We're leaving for Mexico with it.

Like I say, I don't get it. Why we?

I need you. A woman travelling alone

would attract too much attention.

And I've got to know about that

money, where it came from.

That's better. Don't ever change, tiger.

I don't think I'd like you with a heart.

Open the bag, Danny.

It's all ours.

- Let's have a drink.

- In a minute, Danny.

But first of all, I've got to know

where the money came from

and if we can use it safely.

There should be 60 grand in there, tiger.

60 grand. I got to have a drink.

Wait, Danny. Somebody threw

that money into our car. Why?

Because you don't go into a guy's

office in a blackmail payoff, sweet.

Besides, he didn't know what I look

like and I wanted to keep it that way.

- But... but who is it and why did...

- Never mind who it is, tiger.

But it's the kind of a thing you come

across only once in a lifetime.

I stumbled onto a racket.

A big man in town.

Three floors of mahogany

in the Monarch Building.

Big insurance agent. Sells policies

on bridges and aqueducts and stuff.

Whoever heard of anything

happening to a bridge?

So, the policies never went back

to New York.

They're just pieces of paper

my benefactor's been collecting

premiums on for years.

I cut me a slice of last year's premiums.

That's it.

Then...

then the money isn't marked.

We can spend it.

You said it, tiger.

Now...

let's have that drink.

Wait, Danny. We'll make it a toast.

I'll get some glasses.

They're right there on the sink.

Here's to crime. It pays and pays.

Found this in his pocket. Take a sniff.

The whiskey bottle wasn't spiked.

He took it like a good boy,

right in his glass.

Go out and call the lab crew and the

meat wagon. Tell them it's a suicide.

It's no suicide. Your friend Mrs. Palmer

arranged this little tableau.

- Any idea why?

- Yeah. He helped her kill her husband.

If you've got something to tell me,

let's have it.

I think you'll find her husband at the

bottom of the lake at Westlake Park.

Ha-ha. You don't say?

You know, I'm only a cop.

When I checked the lake, I found they

went there the night he disappeared

and they also left it together.

Now, look, when they left the boat,

Palmer was in a great big hurry.

He left the paying to his wife

and dashed up the steps,

and now I think I know why.

Palmer never got off that boat.

This guy did.

Then he drove Palmer's car to San Diego.

I could point out a dozen things

wrong with that, but why bother?

If you're right, the body

will come up in a day or two.

Oh, no. I'm afraid

you'll have to drag the lake.

Jane's a pretty smart girl. If she put

him there, she put him there to stay.

Anyone besides you ever see them together?

Look, what's the trouble?

Don't you want to lick this thing?

Do you know what it would cost the

department to close that lake and drag it?

We'd have to get an OK

from the Police Commission,

and the Bureau of Budget and Efficiency,

and if the lake management

raised enough of a hassle,

we might even have to go

to the City Council.

Hey, Chief. Come here a minute.

- What's the idea? I haven't done...

- All right, all right.

She starts up the walk

and notices the door's open.

Then she sees our car

and decides to go away.

I was just trying to ask her

a polite question.

Polite, he says. How does he act

when he's being crude?

Are you a friend of Fuller's?

- Friend of whose?

- Come on inside.

What happened?

Did you ever see this before?

Was it with that?

You know anyone

who would want to kill him?

He killed himself.

Oh, God have mercy on him.

What makes you think he did it

himself? You got any reason?

He had a big deal on.

50 or 60 grand, he said.

But something went wrong.

I was with him when he got that stuff.

He didn't think I knew

what he was getting, but I did.

Oh, I want to go home.

Parker, take her home, get her name,

and find out where Fuller got that poison.

Right.

And as for you, brother, I'm going to

let you off with a little friendly advice.

Don't ever try to involve the

department in your private quarrels.

If you get any facts, bring them around.

But until you do, Palmer's a missing

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