-
Listen, let me be wrong for once.
Write a new head.
-
Hey, boy.
-
- Yes, sir?
- Did you find Tracy yet?
-
No, sir. He's still out.
-
When you find Mr. Tracy, would you
ask him if he'd condescend...
-
...to undertake a reportorial chore
for me this afternoon?
-
If you don't mind.
-
Oh, no, sir. I don't mind.
-
Don't stand there like an imbecile.
Round him up.
-
Yes, sir.
-
- Well, they're here, Mr. Bostwick.
- Who's here?
-
- The students.
- What are they doing here?
-
Mr. Bostwick, don't you remember?
-
It was a promotion tie... up
to increase circulation.
-
And what did I promise them?
-
Well, they were to work for you
for three days as real reporters.
-
And the one who submits
the best story during that time...
-
...was to receive $50.
-
- And a gold medal.
- Oh, I might have guessed it.
-
I don't know why I let you
talk me into these things.
-
You had the place filled
with a lot of champion potato pickers.
-
Now, the place will be over... crowded
with a lot of crazy cubs.
-
- I won't see them.
- Mr. Bostwick, they're right beside you.
-
Mr. Bostwick,
these are the young people...
-
...you've been so anxious to meet.
-
Nancy Drew from the Brinwood
School for Young Ladies.
-
- I'm very pleased to meet you.
- How are you?
-
Miss Phyllis Kimble of...
-
- How are you?
- How do you do?
-
Are we really going to have
real assignments just like real reporters?
-
- I know all about fashions.
- I'm dying to find out.
-
Can I cover a scandal?
-
Girls, boys.
-
Mr. Bostwick, won't you say
a few words to the contestants?
-
Yeah. Very few.
-
Why anyone is simple... minded enough
to want to work on a newspaper...
-
...I’ve never been able to find out.
-
Why, Mr. Bostwick. Journalism
is a very noble and glorious career.
-
With the adventure, romance and
everything, I should think you'd love it.
-
I do love it, I love every minute of it.
-
I love my employees too.
Here, take one.
-
All right. I won' t look.
-
What did you get?
-
I've gotta write a story about a squirrel
in the park.
-
- Where's the mayor live?
- Why?
-
I gotta find out how many babies
he kissed.
-
"A human... interest story
about a goldfish"?
-
"Ladies' Amateur Poetry Club,
Cozy Nook Tea Room, 1 p.m."
-
- All right, now. Come on. Get going.
- All right, children. Come on.
-
And if it isn't news,
you needn't bother coming back.
-
- Clever idea?
- We'll go into that later.
-
Mr. Bostwick, I don't believe
you take us seriously.
-
My dear Miss Whoosis,
in regard to your supposition...
-
...I see you're not without perspicacity.
-
I still haven't been able to find
Mr. Tracy.
-
Every time I depend upon a reporter,
I'm double... crossed.
-
Oh, all right,
leave a memo on his desk.
-
Tell him to hurry over
to the courthouse.
-
They're holding an inquest
on that woman.
-
- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir. Imbecile school children.
-
Are you satisfied with your assignment,
Miss Drew?
-
Oh, I think it will do, for a start.
-
Dr. Carey, please.
-
Raise your right hand.
Do you swear the testimony you give...
-
...will be nothing but the truth?
- I do.
-
Dr. Carey, as autopsy surgeon, you
examined the body of Kate Lambert?
-
- I did.
- And what did you find?
-
That Miss Lambert' s death was not
caused by heart failure...
-
...as Dr. Hibbard certified.
-
Her death was caused by a poison.
Sodium ferranide.
-
What is sodium ferranide?
-
It's a chemical used in photography.
-
Is such a chemical easily obtained?
-
Oh, no. Only on special order
from the manufacturer.
-
It's a new agent
not yet on the open market.
-
In fact, only those who are well
advanced in photography know about it.
-
Miles Lambert.
-
Mr. Lambert, you're the first to suspect
your aunt had not met a natural death?
-
I was.
-
What aroused your suspicions?
-
For years, Dr. Hibbard had assured me...
-
...that my aunt's heart condition
was nothing to worry about.
-
And when she died so suddenly, I was
naturally very shocked and surprised.
-
But even so, I didn't suspect anything...
-
...until I happened to run across a
scientific magazine in my aunt's library.
-
There was an article, which had
a great deal of significance to me...
-
...in view of the circumstances.
-
The article was about sodium ferranide...
-
...and the portions of it dealing with
the chemical's poisonous properties...
-
...had been carefully marked in pencil.
-
To whom does this magazine belong?
-
It's addressed to Eula Denning.
-
- Did you mark this article, Miss Denning?
- Well, l...
-
- I must have
- Why?
-
I keep a file of all chemicals I work with.
-
Especially poisonous ones
and their antidotes.
-
Then you are interested in photography?
-
Yes.
-
How familiar are you
with sodium ferranide?
-
Well, I know something about it.
-
Miss Denning, what was your
relationship to Kate Lambert?
-
My mother was her companion
for many years.
-
After mother died,
Miss Lambert took care of me.
-
Isn't it true that in Miss Lambert's will,
you were the sole beneficiary?
-
Yes.
-
But I didn't kill her.
-
Why, Kate Lambert
was the best friend I ever had.
-
She put me through school,
treated me as her own child.
-
Yet you coerced her into making a will
leaving all her property to you.
-
- No.
- A will that was made...
-
...less than a week before her death.
- No. I didn't do it.
-
Someone must have taken the poison
from the dark room.
-
Mr. Garrett, if you had the chemical tin,
that would prove I was innocent.
-
How?
-
The murderer's fingerprints
would be on it.
-
- Not if they'd been removed.
- But they couldn't be removed.
-
If anyone touched that chemical...
-
...the ferranide would etch the prints
into the metal.
-
A search has been made
for the poison container.
-
- Lt's missing.
- But it must be in the house.
-
You were the only person connected
with the Lambert household...
-
...with a knowledge of sodium ferranide.
-
You were the only one who had access
to her room the night she died.
-
And the only one who had motive
to commit murder.
-
I didn't kill her, I tell you.
I didn't. I didn't kill her, I tell you.
-
That's all.
-
- What's the verdict?
- The girl's being held for trial. Murder.
-
What's up, baby?
-
Something we didn't figure on.
-
I gotta get out to the Lambert joint
and find a tin can.
-
- Look out.
- Oh, heavens.
-
Come back here.
-
He's gone away. He drove away.
-
Knocked the bumper off.
-
What's all this about a tin can?
-
There's fingerprints on it.
-
If the cops find it first,
we're gonna be in a jam.
-
- A jam? How?
- Never mind how.
-
If Eula Denning isn't set up,
she'll get all that old lady's dough.
-
Oh, I see.
-
And if she is set up,
the money goes to Miles Lambert.
-
Not bad.
-
- How much do you get?
- Oh, Lambert will take care of me.
-
I'll have to start being nice
to Mr. Lambert.
-
Don't you be nice to nobody but me,
lamby pie.
-
Be careful, baby.
-
Officer, did a man come in here?
-
The DA's closed up this joint.
-
No one can get in here
without a court order.
-
I'm here to see to that.
-
Well, the man bumped into my fender
and ran away and...
-
Oh, a hit and runner?
-
Yes. And he must be around here
some place.
-
- Lt's the only place he could've gone.
- You and I will just take a look around.
-
Maybe you'd better go on that side,
I'll go on this one, so he can't escape.
-
Good idea. And if you spot him, yell.
I'll come a running.
-
Hey, what are you doing there?
-
Why, I'm here to read the gas meter.
-
That's the man, officer.
He's the one who smashed my fender.
-
- Oh, a run and hitter?
- Yes.
-
I won't prefer charges
if you pay to have it fixed.
-
Well?
-
Will this square it?
-
It’ll only cost me three and a half
to have my fender fixed...
-
...and about 50¢ for the gasoline
I wasted, so here's a dollar back.
-
All right, get along with you?
-
Thanks a lot, officer.
-
He had an awful lot of money
for a gas meter reader.
-
Maybe I'm in the wrong branch
of the service.
-
Did he say he was
from the gas company?
-
Yes.
-
Gee, that's kind of funny.
-
I got it, Mr. Bostwick.
All about the Lambert inquest.
-
I was delayed on account of a man
ran into my fender.
-
So it was you?
-
You switched those assignment slips,
didn't you?
-
Well, I thought reporters
always did things like that.
-
At least, they do in the movies.
-
It says right in my textbook...
-
...that a newspaperman must stop
at nothing to get news.
-
If she intends to impress the editor
she must do much more...
-
...than what the assignment calls for.
So there.
-
A thing like this would happen to me.
-
I have it. Every word.
Oh, it's sensational.
-
I'll bet you, you never thought
I could do it.
-
The story of the Lambert inquest
was on the street a half hour ago.
-
But that's impossible.
I had it right here in...
-
We were lucky enough to get it
from the DA's office.
-
Oh, dear.
-
And I was so sure I had a scoop
and you'd have to stop the presses.
-
- Stop the presses?
- Or something.
-
My dear little girly, will you please
take pity on a poor, tired old man?
-
If another thing like this happens
to me today, I'll lose my mind.
-
- Good morning, Dad.
- Good morning, pet.
-
How's the star reporter this morning?
-
Don't mention it.
-
You watch. I'll show that Mr. Bostitch
whatever his name is.
-
- I'll get a story yet.
- That's the spirit.
-
- Good morning, Miss Nancy.
- Good morning, Effie.
-
Doesn't that look good?
Effie, you're an artist.
-
Boy, oh, boy. What cuisine.
-
Oh, shucks, Miss Nancy.
That's just plain old cereal.
-
Dad, I have a favor I wanna ask of you.
-
Go right ahead, darling. I'm in
a receptive mood this morning.
-
Go right ahead.
-
Well, Eula Denning needs a good lawyer
and I want you to defend her.
-
No, I wouldn't want that case, Nancy.
-
I've been reading,
I'm afraid the girl is guilty.
-
There's no extenuating evidence.
-
I'll bet she didn't do it.
-
What makes you think that?
-
I don't know. I guess maybe
it's my woman's intuition.
-
She doesn't look the type
who'd poison anybody.
-
You can't go by type.
-
The most charming woman in history
was a murderess.
-
Committed crimes
less than the Lambert estate.
-
That's where the man
with the funny ear came in.
-
Funny ear?
What are you talking about?
-
This man sat next to me
during the inquest.
-
And afterwards got in a car
and ran into my fender.
-
I'm gonna take that car away
if you start having accidents.
-
But it wasn't my fault.
I wasn't even in the car.
-
That's why I followed him.
I made him pay for that fender too.
-
Guess what? He went to that estate
and tried to get in.
-
- Probably another reporter.
- I don't think so.
-
He didn't look smart,
and he acted suspicious.
-
I wouldn't concern myself about it.
-
- Oh, no.
- You want it?
-
Certainly. I'm saving it for last.
-
- Goodbye, darling.
- Bye... bye, Dad.
-
Ted.
-
Oh, Ted.
-
- Where are you, Ted?
- In the garage.
-
What do you want?
-
Come here, will you?
It's something very important.
-
Oh, I'm busy.
-
Well, where are you?
-
Here.
-
What's the matter? What are you hiding for?
-
Somebody tried to blow up my car.
-
Oh, stop it, will you?
It's nothing to get excited over.
-
Nothing to get excited over?
-
How can you say a thing like that?
-
Why, I might have been blown
to bits right before my very eyes.
-
It's just a gag.
-
A whistle bomb.
-
- You mean, it's just a practical joke?
- Sure.
-
It blows off when you press the starter.
-
And boy did you go into a tailspin.
-
I'll bet you put that thing there.
-
Oh, don't be an infant.
-
I got better things to do.
-
Well, fine thing.
It's practically a menace to civilization.
-
Anyone who'd do a trick
like that ought...
-
Pipe down. Pipe down.
-
- We didn't do anything.
- Hey, let me go.
-
I'm gonna tell Ma on you.
-
- They got a load of them.
- Not mine, they're Killer's.
-
Killer Parkins,
you'll grow up to be a fiend.
-
- Lt was Mary's idea.
- Lt certainly was.
-
Mary Nickerson,
you ought to be ashamed of...
-
Ted, aren't you going to speak
to your sister?
-
That gangster? She's out of my control.
-
You're jealous
because you didn't think of it first.
-
- Give me those.
- These belong to my big brother.
-
They don't, now.
Now, go on. Get out of here.
-
Before I lose control of myself.
Go on. Get out of here.
-
You thugs.
-
I'm in my own back yard
and don't you dare come in.
-
Nice going, Nancy.
-
The very idea.
-
Just a nice quiet morning at the Drews.
-
- Well, so long, I'll be seeing you.
- Where you going?
-
Where do you think I'd be going
with tennis racket, to shovel coal?
-
I'll tell you where he's going
for 10¢.
-
I wouldn't pay you a penny,
I'm not interested.
-
Then what are you asking for?
-
You get in the house.
-
I'll tell you anyway.
-
He's got a date with a beautiful girl.
-
Are you going to play tennis
again with that woman?
-
What do you mean, woman?
-
She is only two years older than you are.
-
Well, if you'd rather play tennis,
why all right.
-
But I was sort of depending on you
to help me.
-
Of course, my getting the best story
for the paper isn't important.
-
You know how it is.
The honor would be nice.
-
- Gosh, Nancy.
- Lt's all right. Go right ahead.
-
Don 't mind me. I just...
-
Oh, by the way,
I have something for you.
-
Oh, you have? Well, what is it?
-
It's nothing really.
Just a little birthday present.
-
I spent the four bucks I had
to fix the fender.
-
Well, gee, Nancy, thanks.
-
But my birthday isn't
for two months yet.
-
Is that so?
-
Oh, well. Now that you've seen it,
you might as well keep it.
-
Well, gee, thanks. I don't...
-
Oh, gosh.
-
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
-
Wait a minute, Nancy.
-
Look, I might postpone my tennis date
if you really need me.
-
Don't bother. Don't bother.
-
I was going down to the jail
to interview Eula Denning...
-
...I wanted you
to take your camera along.
-
So far, she hasn't allowed anyone
to take her picture.
-
Then how do you expect me to get one?
-
Oh, I'd think of a way.
-
Then you don't really need me?
-
Well, reporters always take
staff photographers...
-
...when they're on important
assignments and besides...
-
...Dad doesn't like
my going into the jail alone.
-
I'll go with you.
-
A jail is no place for children, Mary.
-
Let her go. Maybe they'll lock her up.
-
I should say not. Now, go on,
change your clothes.
-
Wear your new hat.
-
- All right.
- I'll get your camera for you, Ted.
-
Hurry.
I want to make the noon edition.
-
And besides, maybe you'll have
time to fix my fender.
-
Duped again.
-
- No cameras.
- Well, you see, l...
-
Give the lady your camera, Ted.
-
Well, okay.
-
All right. Over there.
-
That's that. You should have known
you couldn't get a camera in.
-
I did.
-
What was in the case?
-
I took out the camera
and put in a block of wood.
-
I figured something like this.
-
Look, you don't expect me to take
a picture in here after what she said?
-
Of course, silly.
-
And if they catch us we'll stay here.
-
Oh, stop your worrying.
-
Put your hat on.
-
- Inside?
- Of course.
-
You never saw a real newspaperman
without his hat on, did you?
-
They even eat in them.
-
No, not like that. It looks awful.
-
For gosh sakes, what're you doing?
-
- You just gave it to me.
- I know. No, now let me fix it.
-
Fix it is right.
-
Oh, you ruined it.
-
There. Now you look like a real reporter
and not a store window dummy.
-
Yes?
-
I'm Nancy Drew of the Tribune,
and Mr. Nickerson, my photographer.
-
- Hello.
- Oh, a reporter.
-
You seem so young.
-
I guess, I better explain.
We're not real reporters.
-
I want to win a prize in journalism
and that's why I wanted an interview.
-
- What did you say your name was?
- Nancy Drew.
-
Are you related to Carson Drew,
the attorney?
-
He's her father.
-
Oh, I see.
-
Miss Denning, do you know a man
with a funny ear?
-
It's all sorts folded up like.
-
No, I don't. Why do you ask?
-
There was one at the inquest.
-
I was wondering
if he's a friend of yours.
-
I don't know who it could be.
-
Miss Denning,
I don't think you did anything.
-
That is, I mean, I think you're innocent.
-
If it's all right,
I'm gonna ask my father to come.
-
Oh, if he only would.
-
You see, there's...
-
Well, there're so much evidence
against me.
-
Why, it's even worst now
than it was yesterday.
-
Did they find something else?
-
Police checked with manufacturers
and learned...
-
...the only sale of sodium ferranide
in this part of the country was to me.
-
Well, if you only had that tin can,
the one the poison came in.
-
You know, you told about it
at the inquest yesterday.
-
- Lt's disappeared.
- Someone probably stole it.
-
I saw it just the other day
when I was cleaning... out the darkroom.
-
I can't understand
why they didn't find it.
-
- Lt was...
- What's the matter?
-
The tin was empty,
but I didn't throw it away.
-
I wanted to save it because
the manufacturer's address was on it.
-
Think hard. Maybe you can remember
what you did with it.
-
I put some empty bottles and things
in the basement in an old cupboard.
-
The container must've been with them.
-
- Maybe it's still there.
- Yeah.
-
You just leave it to me,
and please don't tell anyone.
-
Oh, I almost forgot. Miss Denning,
may we take a picture of you?
-
- I don't mind.
- Hurry up, Ted.
-
Thanks a lot, Miss Denning,
and we'll let you know what happens.
-
- A bit to your right.
- Look sad now.
-
Hold it.
-
Here, what's the big idea?
What's going on out here?
-
We're taking the quaddle form to porknip
with the ornflarble. Am... skray.
-
- Ls the gentleman with the prisoner?
- Ted, I think we better be leaving.
-
What if you can get in? It's still illegal.
-
Not for a reporter.
-
Reporter has the right to do things
an ordinary person shouldn't.
-
Now go ahead
and do exactly as I told you.
-
Okay.
-
But if anything happens,
don't blame me.
-
- Hello.
- Well?
-
You don't wanna subscribe
to any magazines, do you?
-
- No.
- I didn't think you did.
-
- Are you watching this place?
- Yep.
-
Well, I guess you get kind of
lonesome around here all by yourself?
-
Sometimes.
-
I'm not very busy right now.
-
If you like, I could play
a little game of rummy or something.
-
Say, that's an idea, son.
-
- Draw up a chair.
- Swell.
-
Look, do you mind if I sit over there?
I'm kind of superstitious.
-
Oh, sure, sure.
-
We ought to have something
to shoot at, son.
-
- Say, a penny a point?
- A penny a...
-
Yeah, that'll be fine.
-
I'll keep score for you.
-
Hurry, Nancy
-
Hurry opkay's getting my oughday
Hey
-
Don't do that.
-
It puts me off of my game.
-
Oh, I'm sorry.
-
What was that noise?
-
What noise?
-
- I'd better investigate.
- Well, you were just hearing things.
-
Maybe so.
-
Ted.
-
Your mother wants you
to come home right away.
-
Oh, hello. Glad to see you again.
-
Well, I guess I'll have to be going.
-
- How do we stand?
- I'll figure it up.
-
You got me in a fine mess.
-
I lost my allowance to that rummy shark.
-
Well, it was worth it.
I found the tin can.
-
Yeah?
-
That man with the funny ear
was there.
-
He chased me out of the basement.
-
Gosh, Nancy, we took an awful chance.
-
Maybe we shouldn't have done it.
-
We better get this to the police station.
-
See if Captain Tweedy
can find fingerprints on it.
-
Suffering cats. Look at the time.
My tennis date was at 3.
-
But this is more important than tennis.
-
- She will never play with me again.
- Don't you want to go?
-
You don't need me. You can tell me
about it later. Goodbye.
-
Help. Help. Stop that woman.
She's thief.
-
Look out. She's a thief.
Stop her, please.
-
Thief. Stop her. Stop her. She's a thief.
-
Captain Tweedy, of all people,
it would have to be you.
-
Well, what are you staring at?
Come on, get away. Break it up.
-
- Hi, Dad.
- Hello, pet.
-
- Gee, I'm glad you're home.
- You are?
-
What are you doing up so late?
-
You get back to sleep. Good night.
-
- Oh, but Dad. I can't go to sleep.
- What's the matter?
-
Nothing.
-
No?
-
Come on in, tell me all about it.
-
Now?
-
Dad you've always taught me
to do right, haven't you?
-
I tried to, Nancy.
-
Dad, if I believed in something
I knew was right...
-
...I should always live up to it.
-
More than that.
Don't back down an inch.
-
Supposing you made a promise
that you knew was right...
-
...I bet you you'd keep it.
- Certainly.
-
A person who fails to live up
to his promise is a weakling.
-
You'd never want me
to break a promise, would you?
-
Of course not, Nancy.
-
If you make a promise in good faith...
-
...I’d expect you to live up to it,
no matter what it cost you.
-
And you'd help me live up to it?
-
Certainly. What kind of a father
do you think I am?
-
Then, you're going to defend
Eula Denning...
-
...because I promised her you would.
-
What?
-
You said you'd help me keep a promise.
-
Nancy, you tricked me into this.
-
You're always doing that to me.
Now, I won't have...
-
Well, all right.
-
If you can give me any reason to
believe that Eula Denning is innocent...
-
...I’ll take her case.
-
Oh, Dad, I knew you would.
-
Well, Ted and I went out
to that Lambert house this afternoon.
-
I found that tin of sodium ferranide.
-
The one that could've had
fingerprints on it.
-
You two went out there alone?
-
I know it was important
evidence.
-
That man with the funny ear
chased me out of the basement.
-
And Dad, that's not the worst of it.
-
When I was taking that tin to the police,
a woman stole it from me.
-
That proves other people
are mixed up in it.
-
- You should have gone to the police.
- Oh, I know it.
-
Everything's gone wrong.
I failed all around.
-
- Maybe I'm just not intelligent.
- That's right.
-
- Dad.
- Darling, everybody makes mistakes.
-
Don't you see, Dad?
-
If Miss Denning is convicted,
it'll be my fault.
-
I was foolish and lost the evidence
that could save her.
-
- I'm responsible.
- Well, don't worry, Nancy.
-
I'll see Eula Denning in the morning.
-
Oh, Dad, honestly,
I feel 10 years younger.
-
Don't be too enthusiastic.
-
There isn't a stick of evidence
we could take into court.
-
There will be
if you can get hold of that man.
-
- Would you know him if you saw him?
- With that ear? I'll say.
-
It looked like one of Effie's popovers.
-
- A cauliflower ear?
- What?
-
- I said a cauliflower ear.
- What did you say?
-
I can't understand you, Nancy.
-
Well, how can you expect to splashing
around like a seal after a fish.
-
- That's no way to talk to your father.
- They're stockings.
-
Why don't you take them out?
-
Here's the towel. Oh, dear,
Now I have to start all over again.
-
I said that that man's ear
looked like one of Effie's popovers.
-
I said,
it was probably a cauliflower ear.
-
That might indicate
that he was a boxer or a wrestler.
-
Really?
-
What connection such a man could have
in this case is more than I can see.
-
I felt all along that that man with
the funny ear was a clue.
-
I think you ought to do something
about him.
-
I'm going to do something about a girl
with a funny face.
-
- Come on baby, you're going to bed.
- Put me down. I'm no baby.
-
- You'll always be your daddy's baby.
- I won't be anybody's baby.
-
Everybody loves a baby
That's why I'm in love with you
-
- Pretty baby, Pretty baby
- Oh, Dad.
-
Dad, don't be so silly.
-
Good night baby
Good night baby
-
Good night baby
I'm going to leave you now
-
Oh, Dad,
we've gotta talk this thing over.
-
In the morning, the morning
The bright and early morning
-
The morning
-
Hello.
-
- I'm Nancy Drew.
- Charmed, I'm sure. Draw up a chair.
-
No, thank you.
I've been standing all day.
-
Do you keep pictures
of prize fighters and people like that?
-
You should meet
some of my wife's folks.
-
You came to the right place. I know
them all. What's your guy look like?
-
Oh, you'll know him in a minute.
He has a cauliflower ear.
-
Here. If you recognize him,
let me know.
-
- Ted. Oh, Ted.
- What do you want?
-
Well, don't make me yell. Come here.
-
- Excuse me a second, Helen.
- Okay.
-
- How did you find me here?
- Hello, Ted.
-
- Oh, I get it.
- Where would one expect to find you?
-
- Ted's got a girlfriend.
- Ted's got a girlfriend.
-
Quiet, small fry.
-
- She's not so pretty.
- I'll bet Ted thinks so.
-
- What's on your mind?
- Look at this clipping I found.
-
Hey, let me see.
-
Soxie Anthens. Who's that?
-
He's the man I saw
at the Lambert place.
-
He used to be a boxer. He's at
Maxie's gymnasium on 1 st Street.
-
- How do you know?
- Yeah. How do you know?
-
I just asked myself where I'd go
if I were a prize fighter...
-
...and it would be a gymnasium.
-
I called up all the places in town,
pretended I was Mr. Anthen's girlfriend.
-
Pretty soon I found out he was
at Maxie's. Then I hung up.
-
Yeah. Well, it was nice of you to tell
me about it. L... I gotta get back.
-
- Goodbye, Ted.
- Goodbye.
-
I don't want to keep you.
-
I thought I'd let you know
where I'll be if Dad asks you.
-
You're not going down
to that gym alone?
-
I am. Something has to be done
about Soxie right sway.
-
He's important evidence.
-
You tell me about it so I'll get in a jam
with your father...
-
...for letting you go there.
-
I did no such thing.
You're not responsible for me.
-
We'll go with you.
We just love fights, don't we?
-
- I hope to kiss a polecat.
- You two will not go.
-
- Why not?
- Never mind.
-
Darn it, Nancy. Now you got me
worried. Maybe I better go along.
-
I don't think you ought to.
It's a tough place.
-
- I can take care of myself and you too.
- Well, if you insist. Here.
-
- What's this?
- Your costume.
-
You'll pose as a boxer
by the name of One... Round Loogan...
-
...gain Soxie's confidence. Who knows?
Maybe he'll incriminate himself.
-
Say, you had this all figured out,
didn't you?
-
Why, Ted Nickerson, I did not.
-
Ten cents.
-
- This is an awful joint.
- Ted, there he is.
-
I'm positive the woman that stole the
tin can from me is Soxie's girlfriend.
-
Now all you have to do is get him
to tell you her name, where she lives.
-
Maybe you'd like to know if she's
got any bridge work. How will l...?
-
Remember Captain Tweedy always said,
"Cherchez la femme." Find the woman.
-
- The only smart thing he ever did say.
- Yeah, and he stole that.
-
It's true. You can always get
information from women.
-
They just love to talk.
-
Yeah, I've noticed that.
-
Go ahead now.
I'll wait out here for you.
-
- He doesn't look very friendly does he?
- Remember, you're One... Round Loogan.
-
- Wait a minute. What's the name?
- One... Round Loogan.
-
All right, champ, but don't get sore.
Everything's all right.
-
- Hi, champ.
- I ain't no champ.
-
You sure train like one.
-
I'm kind of new around this break.
-
But I've been putting the boys
on the canvas up in Frisco.
-
- Yeah?
- That'll be enough of that.
-
Didn't I see you
with a nice... looking dame?
-
- What's your name?
- One... Round Loogan. I'll bet that babe...
-
One... Round Loogan.
Never heard of you.
-
Well, I ain't very well known
around here yet.
-
How about sparring a few rounds?
That'll get you attention.
-
Oh, I ain't gonna do any training today.
-
If you're a fighter,
you're in training all the time.
-
Well, well, I didn't bring my clothes.
-
That's all right. I'll get you some.
Hey, Jake.
-
- Yeah.
- Get the guy a pair of trunks.
-
He's gonna show me
how they do things out in Frisco.
-
- Oh, sure. Well, come on.
- But, I'd really rather not.
-
I want some gum, please.
-
Maxie's gym.
-
This is Soxie Anthens' girlfriend
speaking.
-
Will you have him call me back
as soon as he can.
-
Wait a minute. He's right here.
-
Hello?
-
Hey, Soxie.
-
Your girlfriend wants you to call her
right away.
-
Okay.
-
Come on, in here. No, no, not there.
Come on through here. Hey.
-
Get in there, will you?
In you go.
-
All right, Soxie, warm up a little bit.
A little, that's it.
-
No dames.
-
But I've gotta go in there.
I'm his manager.
-
His manager? What...?
-
Ted, what are you doing?
-
Gee, Nancy, I'm in an awful mess.
-
I just learned something that might be
an important clue. I wanna go.
-
So do I, but I can't. I gotta fight him.
-
Fight him? Oh, Ted, you mustn't.
-
I'll get mobbed or something if I don't.
-
Oh, dear. Oh, look.
Maybe he's out of condition.
-
Yeah, like an ox.
-
Okay, One... Round, let's go.
Ready, Jake?
-
All set.
-
Well, goodbye, Nancy.
-
Now folks, we're gonna have
a little excitement.
-
Three... round boxing exhibition...
-
...between Soxie Anthens of Chicago,
who we all know...
-
...and One... Round Loogan,
the Frisco Flash.
-
All right, boys, go to your corners
and come out fighting.
-
Why, One... Round, your glove is untied.
Here, let me fix it for you.
-
Nancy, you're a genius.
-
Now if I can only tag him.
-
Come on, Soxie, come on.
-
Come again, Ted. I mean, Loogan.
-
- Tag him on a whisker, Soxie.
- The kid ain't got no whiskers yet.
-
He has too.
-
Wow, chalk one up.
-
Well, chase him for a change.
-
- How much time left?
- Come on, Ted. Don't be so nice to him.
-
Attaboy, Ted. Come on, hit again,
hit him again. Come on.
-
Come on, Loogan. Come on, hit him.
Do something, hit him, hit him.
-
Attaboy, Ted. Now, you got him.
-
Ted.
-
Ted, Ted. Oh, Ted, speak to me.
-
Speak to me. Ted, what happened?
-
That's what I was just about to ask you.
-
Try three, five, two, four, four, nine.
-
Gee, I wonder what they're doing.
-
I don't know, Killer.
Maybe they're both insane.
-
Hello, this is Soxie Athens.
Is my girlfriend there?
-
No soap.
-
Dear, there's only one more
we can call, and that just has do be it.
-
- Lf you got the rest of them right.
- Oh, I'm sure I have.
-
Yeah.
-
Oh, look at me. I'm ruined.
-
I won't even dare show up
for my tennis lessons now.
-
Tennis lessons?
-
Ted, is that girl you've been playing
with a tennis teacher?
-
Sure. It's Helen Winfield, the champ.
Those lessons cost me one... fifty a copy.
-
Tennis teacher. Oh, that's wonderful.
-
I mean, I'm sorry
about your lessons, but...
-
Hey, what's the matter with you?
-
Nothing. Nothing. Now try that other
number three, five, two, four, four, O.
-
Maybe you ought to be psychoanalyzed.
-
Oh, I'm going home
and getting me a cookie.
-
Get me one too. I'm gonna stay here
and find out what it's all about.
-
Okay, pal.
-
Room clerk, Beldenburg Hotel.
-
This is Mr. Soxie Anthens.
I'm calling my girlfriend.
-
She isn't here just now, Mr. Anthens.
-
- Lt's the place, how do I get her name?
- Be strategic.
-
Yeah. Yeah.
-
Do you know where Miss... went?
-
No I don't, but I'll see
if she left a message in your box.
-
- Soxie lives there too.
- Really?
-
No, there's no message, Mr. Anthens.
Shall I tell her you called?
-
Just a moment. Oh, Joe,
did Miss Lucas take your cab?
-
Yeah. Why?
-
- Her name is Lucas.
- Yeah.
-
She went to the Mandarin Cafe,
Mr. Anthens.
-
Well, thank you ve...
Thank you very much.
-
Mandarin Cafe.
-
Have you any money?
-
- Well, not to brag about.
- Neither have I. Don't eat too much.
-
Oh, boy, a Chinese place.
-
Mary Nickerson.
-
We just love Chinese places. Don't we?
-
- Yeah.
- Where did you hoodlums come from?
-
Thought you'd get away from us,
didn't you?
-
Yeah.
-
- You're going home.
- We are not.
-
We might get lost.
We're going with you.
-
- Over my dead body.
- Mine too.
-
Well, I guess I'll just have
to call up Nancy's father then.
-
Oh, all right, all right.
I suppose we'll have to do it.
-
On one condition, when the waiter takes
your order, you say "I'm not hungry."
-
- But I am. How about you, Killer?
- I'm starved.
-
We haven't enough money.
-
Are you going to cooperate with us
or not?
-
- How about it, Killer?
- Sure, we'll play along.
-
Okay, let's go.
-
Wait a minute. Let's just try this once.
-
Now, I'm the waiter.
What'll you have, pests?
-
Chop suey.
-
- No. No.
- No, No. Look, we're broke.
-
We can't buy you any food.
-
- Would you settle for a glass of milk?
- Well, we might go that far.
-
Okay. It's a deal.
-
Ted, why do you have to have a sister?
-
Ask Ma.
-
Oh, I'm afraid this is a little too close
to the orchestra.
-
This will be fine.
Thank you very much.
-
Ted, did you see?
She's right in the next booth...
-
...with Miles Lambert.
- She is?
-
Something's funny.
-
I'm positive that's Soxie's girl.
-
I think she's stepping out
with Mr. Lambert.
-
- Do you suppose Soxie knows Lambert?
- He might.
-
Let me out.
-
- What for?
- Never mind.
-
Never mind that.
-
Come on.
-
Maxie's Gym. Soxie.
-
- Hello.
- Mr. Anthens? This is a friend.
-
Would you be interested in knowing...
-
...that Miss Lucas is dining
with Miles Lambert...
-
...at the Mandarin Cafe?
- Who's talking?
-
Who'd you call?
-
I phoned Soxie about Lambert
and Miss Lucas. And was he mad.
-
- Suffering cats.
- We may learn something important.
-
When he gets here,
something's sure to happen.
-
Yeah, probably a tong war.
-
What you order, please?
-
I'll have some egg foo young.
-
- And you?
- Just tea.
-
And you too, please?
-
Glass of milk.
-
- And chop suey.
- Yes, yes.
-
Ted, look.
-
- Soxie.
- You cheap little...
-
- Take it easy, Soxie.
- Sit down.
-
You've been planning
to run out...
-
...since you found Lambert
was on that lady's dough.
-
Shut up, Soxie.
-
As for you wise guy,
you want this dame, she's yours.
-
But the moment you and her try a
break, you're gonna get a surprise.
-
I still got the tin can,
with fingerprints on it.
-
- I know what to do with it.
- Why, you...
-
Soxie, Soxie, don't.
-
Hey, what's the matter?
Hey, where you come from?
-
- What you doing? What's the matter?
- Why?
-
- I go call the police.
- No, no. Don't do that.
-
We don't want any publicity.
-
Come on, dolly.
-
- Get the check. I gotta call Dad.
- Sure.
-
- Yes?
- Your daughter's on the phone.
-
Thank you.
-
Hello, Nancy.
-
Dad what happens to the Lambert estate
if Eula Denning is convicted?
-
It goes to Miss Lambert's
nearest relative, Miles Lambert. Why?
-
Oh, I was just wondering. Thanks, Dad.
-
- Come on, Ted, hurry up.
- Give me some dough. I'm short.
-
It's all I have.
-
Sixty... five cents more, please.
-
Look mister, that's all we got.
Maybe you'll trust us?
-
Oh, sure, sure,
you nice people, I trust you.
-
Thank you very much.
Come on, Ted, we've got to hurry.
-
Sixty... five cents.
-
But you just said you trust us.
-
You see, we gotta go home
and get the money from our folks.
-
But we'll come back.
-
Sixty... five cent.
-
Now, look what you got us into.
-
We don't know nothing about it,
do we, Killer?
-
No, they invited us.
-
Look, mister,
we haven't got 65 cents.
-
Got check, no 65 cent?
-
- Yeah. That's right.
- No.
-
You wash dish all day.
Maybe two, three day.
-
Hey, hey, where you go?
Kitchen that way.
-
- Kitchen that way.
- Now, look.
-
- I don't wanna wash dishes.
- I'm awful tired, but I can supervise.
-
You're gonna wash dishes, both of you,
and it'll serve you right too.
-
- Hey, mister, maybe she could entertain.
- Entertain?
-
- Yeah, she's a famous singer.
- I thought you was my pal.
-
- What're you trying to do?
- You must be winging.
-
Honest, sir,
she's sung all over the world.
-
All right, you sing nice American song.
No good, wash dishes.
-
Come on, quick.
-
- What will I sing?
- Anything. "Little Bo Peep."
-
- Oh, oh, dear.
- We'll be in for life after this.
-
Say, mister, can't you help her out?
-
I can't do it, they're just too fast.
-
Oh, phooey.
-
Oh, Miss Drew, now we are all present.
-
Now, here's the $50 and the medal.
-
And now, if Mr. Bostwick has chosen
the best news story...
-
...submitted by our charming...
- Give the prize to this one.
-
About the humane worker
who invented a nut cracker...
-
...for toothless squirrels.
-
That's me. I won. I won.
-
- Lt is with great pleasure...
- Unless Miss Drew has a story.
-
Oh, I have a story, Mr. Bostwick,
but it's very confidential.
-
You see, my father...
-
Well, what is it?
-
The fact is, Mr. Bostwick,
some strange man called my father...
-
...and said he had the missing tin
of sodium ferranide...
-
...with fingerprints on it that would
prove Eula Denning is innocent.
-
And would show up
the real murderer of Kate Lambert.
-
- Ls this true?
- Why, Mr. Bostwick...
-
...you know my father's reputation
and I wouldn't tell a lie.
-
- Go on. Go on.
- Furthermore...
-
...the man's bringing the tin
to my father's office this evening.
-
Terrific.
-
Charlie, stop the presses.
You're wonderful, Miss Drew.
-
Hold page one for replate.
Hottest story yet. Hey, rewrite.
-
Don't stand there like a half wit,
give her the money, she won.
-
- Congratulations.
- And now, Miss Drew...
-
...I take great pleasure in presenting
you the check and the medal.
-
Give the check to the others,
I'll just take the medal.
-
Come on, Ted. We're in a hurry.
-
Remarkable.
-
- Remarkable.
- Isn’t it a whopper?
-
"Well, Soxie Anthens
gonna spill the beans."
-
Well, well.
-
You don't understand Sergeant
Entwhistle, that story isn't true.
-
It's printed in the paper.
-
- Nancy just made it up.
- What they print it for, if it isn't true?
-
That's the trouble with newspapers.
-
It wasn't their fault. I made the editor
think the story was on the level.
-
Why?
-
Oh, dear, Sergeant Entwhistle, are you
sure Captain Tweedy won't be back?
-
Sure, I'm sure. He's in Chicago on
a radio interview on how to avoid crime.
-
He's done it, all right.
-
- Just the same, I'll bet he'd understand.
- Yeah.
-
What's Captain Tweedy got
that I don't?
-
- Well, for one thing...
-
Look, sergeant,
I put that story in the paper...
-
...so the police could trap
the real murderer.
-
Well, that's different. How?
-
Don't you see? That paper'll be
on the street any minute.
-
If Lambert's the murderer...
-
...he'll go after that tin can
the minute he reads the story.
-
He'll think Soxie's gonna
double... cross him.
-
Miss Drew, I'm sort of influenced
to think you've got something.
-
Of course. All you have to do is be
at Soxie's place when Lambert arrives...
-
...and arrest them with the evidence.
-
- Where does this guy, Soxie, live?
- Room 815, Beldenburg Hotel.
-
We'll help you identify them.
-
- You can't come along.
- But I got to go along.
-
I want to get an eyewitness story
about the case.
-
When they read what I write,
you'll be promoted.
-
Yeah? I see what you mean.
-
Promise to keep out of trouble.
-
- Oh, sure, we promise.
- We promise.
-
This is Sergeant Entwhistle.
Send up a couple of squad cars.
-
- Hey.
- Oh, no, no. You mustn't do that.
-
If they see police around,
they'll run away.
-
Or at least get rid of that tin.
-
Yes, I see what you mean.
-
I'll go alone,
capture them single... handed.
-
That will be much better,
but, if they even see you, then...
-
Don't worry. They'll never know me.
-
I'll wear that disguise
in the Cullen case.
-
Here it is, sergeant.
-
Thanks.
-
Thank you.
-
- Oh, careful, Grandma's medicine.
- Clumsy.
-
- Good evening, young man.
- Good evening, madam.
-
Will you register, Arthur?
-
Oh, sure, Grandma.
-
Grandmother would like the same room
she had when she was here.
-
- What was it, Grandma?
- Let's see.
-
My memory ain't what it used to be.
Was it, 815?
-
Well, 815 is occupied, Mrs. Plopper.
-
But I can give you the one
right next to it.
-
- Oh, that would be wonderful.
- Yes, that will have to do.
-
I have to be up high
on the account of my asthma.
-
I see.
-
- Show Mrs. Plopper to 817.
- Come children.
-
Why don't they make these doors
bigger?
-
- Careful, Arthur.
- Yes, Grandma.
-
- Anything else, madam?
- No, thanks.
-
There you are.
-
Thank you.
-
Get those bags open.
-
Didn't I tell you about my disguise?
-
- Out here, sergeant.
- Okay.
-
Did I fool them. Did I fool them.
-
Anything happens,
I'll give you the signal.
-
Right.
-
- Let me do that, will you, Nancy?
- Yeah.
-
This one goes to the wall.
-
- Pull that wire through, will you, Nancy?
- Sure.
-
- Here.
- Okay.
-
I don't like this business, Nancy,
it gives me the whim... whams.
-
I know. Me too.
-
All set here.
If you don't hear me, let me know.
-
- I can hear him.
- Yeah?
-
Why, I'm so sorry.
-
Why, I guess I must be
in the wrong room.
-
- What's your name?
- Why, my name is Mrs. Plopper.
-
Help. Help. Help.
Get the wagon and set it off.
-
Oh, do something. Oh.
-
- Hello.
- Drop that phone.
-
We weren't doing anything. Honest.
-
No, we were merely trying...
-
Shut up. Come on, get up, you.
-
All right, get out of here.
-
Come on.
-
Upstairs. All right, hurry it up.
-
Come on.
-
Mister, what are you gonna do to us?
-
All right, in here.
-
I wonder what they did
to Sergeant Entwhistle?
-
Gosh, I don't know.
-
- We've gotta get out.
- Yeah, I know.
-
- Oh, it's no use, Nancy.
- Let's yell.
-
Yeah, together.
-
- Help. Help.
- Help. Help. Somebody, help.
-
Think, I hope they got machine guns
in this picture.
-
So do I.
-
Say, look.
-
- Nancy's car.
- Nancy's car.
-
- Let's let the air out of the tires.
- We ought to do something.
-
Say, I just remembered.
-
Hey, those are mine.
-
- Let's put them all on.
- Oh, boy.
-
Help, somebody.
-
There's not a chance, Nancy.
Not a chance.
-
With hundreds of people right under
our feet, there must be some way out.
-
- What's that?
- Oh, it's just a fuse box.
-
Say, those are the fuses
to the electric sign.
-
If we turned that off,
we'd get attention.
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They wouldn't notice it for hours,
maybe.
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By that time, it'll be too late.
Beldenburg.
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Wait a minute, I've got an idea.
-
- There, that ought to create a sensation.
- And this will help.
-
Look.
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Bed Bud Hotel.
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Get the engineer to fix it right away.
-
Somebody's coming.
Hurry up. Open the door.
-
- Mister, downstairs, a criminal.
- We gotta catch it.
-
Follow me.
-
So you were gonna double... cross me.
-
- Get the police, quick.
- All right.
-
Give me that.
-
That will hold them.
-
- Ted, hurry up.
- Right.
-
You're punchy, Lambert.
-
- That story in the paper was a phony.
- Yeah?
-
You're still hanging on
to that tin can.
-
In case I have to prove
you killed the old dame.
-
I don't trust you.
-
You'll get your dough,
soon as they convict Eula.
-
If I double... crossed you, you don't
think I'd tie up the law here, do you?
-
- Where did he come from?
- He was looking for that tin can.
-
Say this is a frame.
-
Ted, they're getting away.
-
Help. Help.
-
Come on, let's grab this one.
-
They're getting away
in my daughter's car.
-
Hey. Hey. Wait.
-
Hey.
-
Hey.
-
After them, man.
-
Nancy, get off that car.
-
Stop you idiot.
That's the car I'm chasing.
-
Come on, let's go.
-
Hell, what's this all about?
-
That's the man that poisoned
the Lambert woman.
-
- And here's the proof.
- Hi, Dad.
-
Nancy, how many times
have I told you not...
-
Sergeant, how dare you
allow my daughter...
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Calling car 21, calling car 2... 1.
Proceed to Gem Movie Theater.
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Apprehend two kids,
boy and girl, about 13.
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Didn't like picture. Set off whistle bomb.
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That is all.
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