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Al said he showed it to Krug. But Krug denies it. He's lying. Well, it's Baker's word against Krug's, and with all the other evidence against Baker, I'm afraid the jury will believe Krug. All right, Mr. Baker, just tell the court your story the way you told me. Now, you've told us that Private Detective Anderson questioned you about the stolen goods in your store. Yes, sir. He asked me where I got the merchandise, and I said from Mr. Warren. But I didn't know where Warren got it. What did the detective say to that? He said he'd investigate Warren. And then what happened? Well, about a week later, I got a letter from Detective Anderson. He said he thought he had the goods on Warren and asked me to invite Warren to my apartment. I was to introduce Anderson to Warren as a friend of mine. Well, then... So, Mr. Baker, Detective Anderson wrote you a letter telling you that he wanted to meet Warren in your apartment, did he? Yes, sir. Where is that letter? I don't know. You don't know? I see. Did anyone besides yourself ever see that letter? Yes, yes. I showed it to Wilbur Krug. Why? Well, I wanted his advice. After Anderson was murdered in my apartment, I was in a jam. I thought Wilbur would help me. I showed him the letter and asked him what I should do. What did he do with it? I don't know. He must have destroyed it. Did you see him destroy it? No, sir. You didn't see what he did with it? No, sir, I did not. Well, wasn't that a rather strange thing to do? To give someone such a vital piece of evidence and then not even notice what he did with it? I was upset and confused. I hardly knew what was happening. Besides, I thought it was my friend. I didn't think it was him. Mr. Krug, did the defendant ever show you a letter to him from Frank Anderson stating that Anderson was to meet Warren in the defendant's apartment? No, he did not. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, this case is very simple. Stolen merchandise was found in the store of the defendant. This is a fact. A man investigating the stolen goods was murdered in the defendant's apartment. This is a fact. Against these facts, we have only the defendant's word and the letter he claims the dead man Anderson wrote him. Very well. Where is that letter? Did anyone but the defendant ever see that letter? No. And why? For the very simple reason that there is no such letter. There never was such a letter. Frank Anderson didn't go to Baker's apartment to see Warren. He went there to see Baker. And it was Baker who killed him. Gentlemen of the jury, have you reached a verdict? We have, Your Honor. We find the defendant guilty of charge. Jerry, I'm just sick. Think of it. Albie Baker convicted of murder. Mule. Such a nice little fellow. Only there was something we could do. Oh, darling, I don't feel like seeing anyone. Well, I'll go send whoever it is away. Ah, Mr. North. Oh, hello, Mr. Krug. May I come in? I have something to tell you. You mean you're ready to tell the truth about that letter? More. I'm ready to produce it. What? Yes. Oh, don't think I've enjoyed playing the part I did. I despise myself. But I'm really a very weak character and in my own way I have to look out for myself. Every man for himself in this dog-eat-dog world, I always say. Skunk would be more like it. But come on in if you really have something to offer. Oh, thank you. Don't be too harsh in judging me. I'm prepared to undo the wrong I've done. Good. But for a price. Ah, Mrs. North. As lovely as ever, I see. Darling, this worm has decided to take a turn for the better. He's going to let us have the letter. Oh, good. But as I mentioned before, for a price. All right. What price? Well, it depends. On what? On Cupid Warren. What's he got to do with it? Well, the letter, while clearing Albee, would convict Warren. Under the circumstances, he'd be willing to bid on the letter too. You mean you're going to give that horrible thug a chance to buy that letter? To practically buy Albee's life? You know we can't match dollars with that gangster. He's big time and I don't have that kind of money. As for Al, the poor fellow sank his last cent on the trial. You have friends. Well, I'll see what I can do. Mr. Krug, you're... you're... Oh, there are no words for you. Well, after all, Mrs. Knopf, I do have to eat, you know. Why? Ah, me. Everyone hates me. Well, it's to be expected. But do unto others and you wind up on the bread line, I always say. I'd much rather be comfortable and well-fed than popular. So let's get down to business. Now, tomorrow you come to the address I'll give you. Naturally, you won't mention this to the police until the deal's off. I'll see to it that you're not followed. You'll go up one flight of stairs, knock on the door three times, and if everything is ready... Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Knopf, I've been waiting. Come in. Mr. and Mrs. Knopf, allow me to present Mr. Cupid Warren. How are you? Why are you locking the door? So we won't be disturbed. Well, now let's get started, shall we? Come over to the table and sit down. All right. All right, bright eyes, where's that letter? In time, Mr. Warren, in time. I ain't got time and I ain't bitten till I see what I'm bitten on. Very well. Just a moment and I'll get it. Knopf, if you and your Mrs. are smart, you're going to keep your mouth shut when I start bitten. Unfortunately, we're not very smart. Well, don't say I didn't warn you. If you wake up in the morgue some morning, you'll know why. All right, folks, here we are. The one and only genuine Frank Anderson letter to Albie Baker. Let's see that. Ah, Mr. Warren mustn't touch... Give me that letter. Oh, a gun? Yeah. Now hand over that letter. Oh, thank you, thank you, Mr. Knopf. You hit him with that chair just in time. And now I have the gun. I was very foolish. I should have seen to it that he was disarmed before he came in here. Get up, Cupid. You're all right. Oh, I'll get you for this, Knopf. Well, folks, shall we start the bidding? Yes, let's get it over with. Very well. What do I bid for this 100% foolproof, perfect alibi for Albie Baker? I'll give you a grand. I beg your pardon. You heard me. A grand, he says. $1,000. Don't you realize your life hangs on this piece of paper, Mr. Warren? Is that all your life is worth to you, a measly $1,000? His life isn't worth a measly 20 cents. I'll bid 2,000. But, Mr. Knopf, Albie Baker's life also depends on this paper. Is $2,000 all you bid for your very dear friend? He was supposed to be your very dear friend, too, remember? Come now. Let's stop this fooling around. I want a real bid. Five grand. And if you open your mouth, Knopf, I'll push your face so far back through your head every time you want to blow your nose, you'll have to turn around. 10,000. All right, wise guy, you'll get yours. 10,000 I bid. 10,000. Do I hear 15? Come, come, gentlemen. What are we waiting for? 15. 20. Why you? Well, now, this is more like it. 20 is bid. Do I hear 30? 30? 30? Do I hear 30? Jerry, where are we going to get $20,000? I don't know. 25. 30. Mr., you're just asking for trouble and don't think you won't get it. Now, I'll give you just one more chance. 40 grand, Krug, and that's positively, absolutely my last bid. And Knopf, if you and the little lady don't want to go swimming in the river with your feet in a bucket of semen... Ignore him, Mr., Knopf. I have 40,000. Will anyone make it 50? 50, do I hear 50? 40,000 then. It's going at 40,000. Going once. Jerry, we can't let him get away with it. I know, darling. Going twice. Okay, Krug, I'll make it 50. All right, brother, if that's the way you want to play... 50,000, do I hear 60? You don't hear nothing. Let him take it. Okay. Sold to Mr., Knopf for 50,000 dollars. How long can I have to raise the money? You don't have it with you? Don't be funny. How about tomorrow noon? That's pretty fast. I'm in a hurry. I want to get this over with. Well, I'll do what I can. All right, I'll call you tomorrow and make arrangements. You better make arrangements for his funeral. Gollies, Jerry, how will we ever get that money? We're not millionaires. We're not even 50,000aires. Well, we'd better be before noon tomorrow if we want to get that letter. I wonder if it really is the letter. That's word for word what Albie told me was in the letter. We've just got to get that money. Can we, Jerry? I doubt it. But you did. What time, darling? There must be some way we can... Jerry, look out, that car! Quick, Pam, come here. Oh, Jerry, you pulled me in at this doorway just in time. Yeah, it seems Cupid's losing no time keeping his promise. Jerry, car's stopping in the next block. It's turning around. Come on, I don't feel like playing target for that thug with a machine gun anymore. Where are we going? We're going down the street. Here we are. Quick, get in. Driver, start going. I don't care where, only make it fast. Jerry, they're coming. Hurry, driver. Oh, golly. They're still coming. Driver, turn again at the next corner. See if you can get away from that car that's following us. Good. Now, if you can shake them, you can name your own tip, but if you can't... Let's not even think about that, Jerry. Well, I don't have a thing to wear to my funeral. Oh, I hope I never have to go through anything like that again. It was a pretty bad ten minutes, wasn't it? If our driver hadn't cut through that alley, we never would have shaken them. Well, what do we do now, Jerry? We can't stay cooped up in this hotel room. We've got to find some way to raise that money. Let's see. Do we know anybody with $50,000 to spare? Do we know anybody with $50,000? No. Oh, there must be some way to get our hands on some money. Either beg, borrow, or steal it. Of course, Jerry, steal it. Oh, now, Pamela, if you think I'm going to rob a bank... Oh, no, no, Jerry, not money, the letter. What? Why don't we steal the letter? How? Well, we could... we could just... I don't know. It does seem like a good idea. We don't even know where he keeps it. It was in the back room. Yes, but you can be sure it's well concealed. He probably expects us to try just what you're suggesting. Well, I know how we can find out where he keeps it, Jerry. You see, when he thinks the house is on fire, he'll go right to the spa. You see, when he thinks the house is on fire, he'll go right to the spa. Wait a minute, wait a minute. Why should he think the house is on fire? Because of the smoke, silly. From the bomb. What kind of smoke are you talking about? A scandal in Bohemia. What? Don't you ever read, Jerry, nice book publisher. A scandal in Bohemia is a story by Sherlock Holmes. A scandal in Bohemia is a story by Sherlock Holmes. You know, when Holmes wanted to find out where something was hidden, He had Watson set off a smoke bomb, So that the woman who had hidden it would go and get it, So that the woman who had hidden it would go and get it, And then he could get it. Only he couldn't because she was very clever. That's all right, darling. I remember the story now. Well, how about it then, Jerry? Well... We can go see Mr. Krug to ask for more time or something, And then we can set off a smoke bomb, And he'll think the house is on fire, And he'll run to get the bomb. All right, sweetheart, all right. You win. That's what happens when smoke gets in his eyes. Now, you know just what to do, don't you, Pam? Yes. Good. Just watch for my signal. I'll get Krug's apartment. We've got to be ready to work fast. Oh, guys, I hope it goes all right. Cupid! You didn't expect to find me here, did you? But I thought me and the boys ought to drop over And pay Krug a visit. And now you come to the party, too. 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Should I give him a once-over lightly, boss? Just so they get the idea he ain't fooling? Not yet, Butch. You're not through with Krug. Leave me alone, won't you? Sure, sure. Soon as you tell us where you got that letter. I'll never tell you. Okay, Butch. Right, Butch. Now, Krug, This is gonna hurt you more than it does me. No, Butch. That was nothing, Mrs. North. Butch is just getting warmed up. You gonna talk, mister? Okay, how do you like this? Stop it. Stop it. I'll tell you. I'll show you where the letter is. Okay, Krug, where is it? I'll get it. Behind this picture. There's a panel. Jerry, he's getting the letter. What do we do? Let's set off the smoke bomb. Maybe in the excitement. Of course, Jerry. Oh, no, you don't. Take that thing. Come on, hand it over. Come on. Okay. Jerry, we're licked. Looks like it. All right. Here's the letter. Good. Bring it here, Butch. Here you are, boss. So I was supposed to top 50 grand for this, hey, Krug? Now I'll just take this cigarette lighter and I'll light this corner of the letter. And there goes the last piece of evidence against Cupid Warren up in smoke. There it goes, Jerry. Yeah, $50,000. Albie's chance for freedom. Well, that's that. We failed, Jerry. Yeah, we certainly did. Is there any chance of doing anything for Albie now? I'm afraid not. I can only hope. How good are you? Ah, hello there, North Old Man. Do you always have to be so blame cheerful? Ah, but I have good news for you. Yeah, what? I'm a liar, a frightful liar. Is that good? But of course. May I come in? Okay. Well, darling, Krug crawled out from under his rock again. He says he has some good news for us. Hello, hello, Mrs. North. Hello. My friends, do you still wish to purchase that letter? What do you mean? It would have been foolish of me to show the real letter, wouldn't it, when I was dealing with a man like Cupid Warren who might pull a gun at any moment? Yes, it would have been insanely foolish. And, Mr. and Mrs. North, I am not foolish. Weak? Yes. Selfish? Yes. But, uh... Do you mean that letter Krug burned was not the original? Exactly, Mr. North. It was a copy. And the original? It's carefully put away where it shall remain until the money is made ready to change hands. Oh, thank heavens. Jerry, there's still a chance. Yes. Well, now, sir, do we do business or don't we? We do. Good. But on different terms. I beg your pardon. You were able to force a high bid from Jerry before by the pressure of Cupid's bidding. But since you can't deal with Cupid anymore... Why can't I deal with him? Because you tricked him so he'd never trust you again. He'd never know whether you were holding back a photographic copy or something. And the letter doesn't do him any good unless he's sure that he's destroyed every last copy of it. That's right, Krug. Ah, me. So it is. So it is. Distressing fact. But we'll do business with you because we only have to worry about one copy, the original. But we'll have to make sure it is the original. And we won't pay you anything like $50,000. What will you pay? Oh, perhaps $1,000. My dear man, you're joking. It wouldn't be worthwhile to bother. You seem to forget, Mr. Krug, that if we don't buy that letter, it's worthless. You might just as well take what we offer as it's all clear profits. And you seem to forget that if I don't take your offer, Albie Baker goes to the electric chair. I can sit tight and wait. I think he'll come across. Oh, you're despicable. I certainly am. I hate you. I hate myself. You seem cheerful enough about it. The answer is because I dislike myself so thoroughly, I enjoy hating me. Oh. The trouble with me is I should have been a poet instead of a blackmailer. I have the heart of a poet, the feelings of a poet, the soul of a poet. Well, then why aren't you a poet? Simple. My poetry stinks. Tell you what, North, let's settle this matter. $10,000. Take it or leave it. Okay. It's a deal. It's a deal. Jerry, do we just stand here on the corner until he shows up? Uh-huh. Now that he's ready to show the original letter, he's being extra cautious. He's not telling us any address. I'm afraid we might send the police there. I only hope this time it is the original. I got some samples of Anderson's handwriting. We'll compare them with the letter. I'm not giving up $10,000 for any phony. I have too much trouble raising it. How will we ever pay it back, Jerry? It won't be easy. 15, 7, a dollar, five, make it a dollar. That's easier. How many weeks are there in a year, Jerry? 52. Why? I'm trying to figure out how much we could save if you give up smoking. Oh, I'm afraid it's not very much. If it's too bad I don't smoke, then I could give it up too and we'd save twice as much. We'll manage somehow, Pam. But it won't be easy. You know, Jerry, people shouldn't be allowed to blackmail anyone, except very rich people. I think that's crude coming out. Hello, Mr. and Mrs. North. Get in, please. Okay. Go ahead, Pam. All right. There we are. Now we'll just drive around for a while. Oh, the OPA's not going to like that. Ah, I have to make sure we're not being followed. Better to be cautious than sorry, I always say. I'm satisfied no one is following. I'll take you to a room I've rented just for this little meeting. Well, Mr. North, are you satisfied that that is the real letter? Yeah, it seems to be. Good. If you'll pay me, we can conclude our little negotiation. Here you are. Ah, thank you, thank you. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Yes, seems to be correct. Well, that's that then. I'll run along now. But just one more thing. You want to wait here for five minutes before leaving. All right. Well, goodbye and please believe me when I tell you I'm heartily ashamed of myself. Goodbye. Well, we've got it at last, Jerry. Yep. I can hardly wait to tell Albie. Do they have telephones at Sing Sing? Not private ones. It'll be a wonderful surprise for him. Miss Cupid Warren's in for a surprise too. Yes. Oh, how I'd like to see his face when he finds out that what he burned was only a copy and that we have the original. What, your sister? Oh. Well, take a good look. Cupid. Yeah, and this time I'm finishing the job. I have had trouble with you two for the last time. What are you going to do? What do you think I'm going to do? Nobody plays me for a second and gets away with it. Oh, but it was Mr. Crue. I'll take care of him later. Right now I've got business with you. I'll fix you so I don't have no more trouble with you. Oh, wait a minute. Can't we talk? No, I won't wait. I'm finishing you now, mister. Oh. What happened, Jerry? Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Niles. Crue, I never thought I'd be glad to see you. I saw Cupid coming down the hall so I hid and then I followed him back here. You saved our lives. I had to. I've entered this room, you see. If you were found dead in it, I'd be suspected, so I couldn't let him kill you. I'm not here. How did he know we were here? I don't know. He must have had someone spying. How is he? Did I... Why doesn't he move? Oh, dear. I'm afraid I've killed him. Looks like it. I only meant to wound him. Oh, dear. Now his body will be found. I'm no better off than if he killed you. Somehow I like it better this way. Look, I was only trying to protect you. That's true, isn't it? Yes. You'll say that, won't you? You're the only witnesses you know. You'll testify that he was trying to kill you, won't you? If you don't, they might make a first-degree case out of it. Please don't let me down. After all, I saved your life. Yes, you did. So you will tell them what happened, won't you? Sure, we will. Don't worry. Thank you. However, it's going to cost you just $10,000. What? Yes. Otherwise we might have a sudden lapse of memory. Isn't that right, Pam? Mm-hmm. Well, how about it? Okay. You win. Here you are. Good. Thanks. Tammy, oh, that's life. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, I always say. However, it is rather annoying to have ventured so far and still gain nothing. Well, it's no more than I deserve, I dare say. It's a lot less than you deserve. You ought to be in jail. However, let well enough alone, I always say. What's that? Cupid. What? But you said... you said... No, I didn't. You did. Oh. Your shot missed him completely, but it startled him just enough to give me a chance to clip him. He was standing between you and me so you couldn't see it. No, no, no. Your gun won't help you. I have Cupid's gun now and I'm ready to use it. Better put yours on the table. Go on. All right. Ah, me. Things I've played every card wrong, haven't I? Well, I suppose there's nothing left for me to do but go back to my poetry. Well, Jerry, we have the letter and it didn't cost us a thing. And we've caught Cupid. Everything's turned out for the best after all, hasn't it? Not quite. What do you mean, darling? Think what we've done to love as a poetry. 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