While the City Sleeps Page #6

with-They're engaged, huh?

What's her name? Liggett, or something.

No, that's somebody quite different.

Oh, I hate kissing in taxis.

You do?

It's much more fun at home.

Didn't realize you

graded things like that.

Sure you do.

Your hands are cold.

Madame, I'm blasted.

The movement of this cab

is slightly inimical to me.

The fact that I can say "inimical"

proves just how drunk I am.

Oh, darling, I'm not just

doing this for mark, believe me.

And not out of any sense

of honesty or principle

Or faithfulness

to the bride-To-Be.

I have to tell you this.

I didn't get any sleep last night

and darn little the night before,

And on top of everything

else, I'm getting sick.

I'm human, and human beings get sick.

Oh. I'll make you some coffee when

we get home. I make marvelous coffee.

I wonder what the nice

people are doing tonight.

Did Mildred tell you, too?

Mildred's told everybody.

You ought to feel pretty good today.

Your telecast was picked up by nearly

Every paper in the country.

Of course, if this whole idea of

provoking the killer doesn't pan out,

You and I are going to

be way out on a limb.

My limb got sawed off.

Griffith:
how is Mildred?

Everybody knows my business.

Nancy, too?

I called her in the middle of the night.

Mm-Hmm. You wanted her

to be the first to know.

I wanted her to hear it from me.

Everybody around here

has heard it from Mildred.

Oh?

She says now she knows you won

the Pulitzer prize for writing.

It's not the way it was at all.

If I'm going to be hung,

don't hang me for a sheep.

Come to papa and confess.

I'm going to check with the

accounting department for this.

Mr. Loving's office.

I'm getting pretty sick of

your unreasonable attitude.

Heh heh heh heh heh heh!

Walter Kyne will fall off his chair.

Congratulations, Mr. Loving.

Thank you, my dear. Make 3 copies of it.

Send copies to Griffith and to Kritzer.

I'll show the original

to Walter Kyne, myself.

To Mr. Griffith and Mr. Kritzer.

Ok.

Mr. Loving's office.

Walter Kyne's not in. Try him at home.

"M. Loving, Kyne enterprises,

New York, New York.

"Dear mark, your scoop on Mobley's

sensational telecast was the clincher.

"You may regard the Midwest

television deal as closed.

Congratulations. Joe. "

You're kidding.

That's what you get for being honest.

Where is Mobley?

I saw him go out a little while ago.

Try Mobley at the dell. If

he isn't there, find him.

Operator, is the Kyne

residence still busy?

He would be.

Well, I'm glad you're

pleased, Walter. Very glad.

Fine. Fine, mark. Yeah.

Yeah, we'll talk about it

when I come down to the office.

Right.

Oh.

What is it, dear?

Ah, I'll tell you later.

Something worries my boy?

It's that darn race I started.

Oh, that.

Come over here, darling.

You're so far away.

I wish I could help you.

Don't you worry your-

Empty little head. Fix my back, huh...

and tell me your troubles.

Are you sorry you started it?

Of course not. I just don't

want to make a mistake.

You won't.

That was mark loving on the phone.

He brought in the big Midwest deal.

It's worth half a million

if it's worth a penny.

Just when I'd begun to favor Griffith,

Much as I personally dislike him.

Don't tell me you've narrowed

it down to just those two.

Ah, they're whaling away, but it's

the third one that worries me the most.

Did I hurt you?

No, darling. Nobody has such hands.

How do you know?

Well, certainly not from experience.

That I'd bet on.

Harry worries you?

Doesn't he want the job?

He's doing nothing. He's

just going on, doing his work.

Well, maybe it's just as well.

I'd more or less ruled him out.

Oh, I wouldn't do that.

I mean, angel,...

well, now, isn't that exactly

the faithful kind of man you want?

Did Harry write that speech for you?

You got a crush on this guy?

Did I tell you to invite him?

You're the one that brings him around.

Oh, I'm kidding, of course.

Oh, I'll get it. Your hands are oily.

Kyne:
funny thought, though-

That duck-Legged

so-And-So Kritzer.

If the reason he doesn't seem

to be fighting like the others

Is because he's working

on me through you.

Oh, too funny for words.

If that's the office, I'm

staying here until late afternoon.

Hello?

Dorothy, the roof's falling in

down here. I've got to see you.

Why, Mary, darling.

How nice, but I can't.

Walter's staying home with me today.

Oh, I'd love to go to the fashion show,

But Walter won't be going to

the office till late afternoon.

Get away. Use the old excuse.

Everything depends on it.

I know I promised, and

it would be divine, but...

call me in an hour or so, huh? Bye.

I wouldn't mind too much,

if it would be fun for you.

Oh, you don't want me to leave you

For a silly old fashion show, do you?

Buy things I shouldn't have.

Oh, go ahead, dear. I like you

to have nice things. I insist.

Well, darling, when

you put it that way...

if you insist, of course I'll do it.

Haven't you located Mobley yet?

Try It. Kaufman. Maybe he'll know.

The whole thing was a snide scheme.

You made Burt call me for lunch

just so you could get at me.

Nancy...

look, I may be a snide, doubled

in spades, but I didn't...

Mobley:
there comes Burt, now.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Lover's spat?

Eh, she just called me a dirty name,

And not in a very

admiring tone of voice.

Ahh. Eddie was a bad boy, huh?

In a taxi cab.

I told you I got sick and went home.

Ask him what he was doing

there in the first place.

All right.

What were you doing

there in the first place?

I was seduced.

Loving sicked his dame on me.

I had a few drinks with

her, let her kiss me,

Told her "no" on mark loving,

And dropped her off

in front of her hotel.

I didn't even go up for a cup of coffee,

Invited though I was.

Another time.

Yes, sir?

Brandy.

And a hemlock for me.

Burt, it's not what he did or didn't do.

He just doesn't know how to say no.

The night we got engaged, I

told him he didn't mean it.

He said I was crazy.

The next thing I know, he's caressing

Mildred Donner in a common carrier.

If he wants to marry me,

why does he have to do that?

Stop the world and let me off.

Work your beef out later, children.

Let's get down to business.

Now, what I've got to say is strictly

Over this table, all right?

Mobley:
sure.

Ok. The two murders

and maybe some before-

Were not committed by the same man.

They were.

We went back into the

Felton girl's place

And found a strand of hair,

Which matches the hair

from a second murder.

Well, what's the big secret?

I got more for you,

equally confidential.

Everything is confidential,

Except me and Mildred.

Now, listen.

We've run onto the record of a

string of unsolved burglaries,

Committed months ago.

We think that's the way

this boy may have started.

He steals only ladies' things,

from lone, unprotected girls.

This guy's a real nut on dames.

And this description

begins to fit Mobley.

Now, Burt, I know our next move.

Put Nancy's picture in the paper or-

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