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I'm sorry, but I really can't tell you. You can't tell me. Well, Rexall brings you Richard Diamond, starring Dick Powell. Well, morning, Mr. Diamond. Morning, Charlie. Now, uh, fix me something, will you? Like that, huh? You look pretty good. Oh, you should have seen me when I got up. Both my heads were hissing each other. I'll fix you my special. You snap right out of it. Well, take it easy. I tried snapping out of it this morning and scattered myself all over the room. You relax for a minute. Just getting to work? Yeah. Helen gave a party last night. I think it turned out to be the finals of the roller derby. Ever swallow a roller skate, Charlie? Once on a dare, a mouse. Oh. Sorry. Charlie! Goddamnit! Oh, that's a horrible machine to have in a bar. Some poor guys will probably end up with a shell shock. Here. Hold your breath so you don't change your mind. What's in it? In your condition, that is a very touchy question. You just drink it. You'll feel better. Okay. Ah, ah, ah, ah. No fudging all the way. Charlie! All the way? What are you, chicken? Oh. Oh, I knew it. I knew it. You can't taste this stuff from a fire extinguisher. Tastes terrible, don't it? What are you going to thaw me out with, a chisel? Now, I know it ain't that bad. No? A mortician would pay good money for the formula. Well, look what came in the front door. Hmm? Oh, yes, sir. Pardon me, but I'm looking for someone. There's nobody here but me and Mr. Diamond. Here's a picture of him. Has he been in here? Oh, lady, a lot of people come in here. No, I mean this morning. Mr. Diamond's my first customer. Oh. Something wrong, miss? I've just got to find him. I don't know where to look. Oh, what made you think he'd be in here? I'm trying every place that's open. I lost him in this block someplace. Lost him? Well, he... Well, he just disappeared. Uh, who is he? My husband. Oh. I stopped to look at some hats in the window. Started talking about how pretty they were, and the next thing I turned around and he was gone. You called home? We're living at a hotel. He hasn't shown up there. I... I've called everyone I know in New York. You're from out of town? Yes. Oh, I'm so worried. Well, honey, from this picture, your husband looks old enough to find his way around. Why don't you go on back to the hotel and then... You don't understand. My husband had quite a shock earlier this morning, and he was acting strangely. So you figure he might have gone looking for a drink? I don't know what I thought. It isn't like him to wander off like that. I'm so worried. Well, if your dad upset, why don't you go to the law? Miss Impersons. I thought about that, but I can't. You can't go to the police? I can't explain why. It just wouldn't be good. Would you mind a completely new remark? What? Haven't I seen you before, Miss... No. Hmm, nice name. Mr. Diamond sees a lot of people. He used to be a cop himself. Oh. Private detective now. Private detective? It seems to me I've seen your husband someplace before, too. Is this an old picture? Yes, I carried around in my wallet. Are you really a private detective, Mr... Diamond, Miss... Like Sam Spade? Well, no, no. Sam drinks and runs around with women. I lead a rather sheltered life. Steady, Charlie. Mr. Diamond, I'm really frightened. I'm sure something awful's happened to my husband. Will you help me? I might, if you tell me two things. What are they? You can't go to the police, and if you can afford, a hundred a day in expenses. Oh, I can afford the money. You should have answered the first question first. Now I'm almost tempted to forget the last one. But I can't go to the police. Ah, dear. Dear, when people can't go to the police, it worries me. Your old man got a record or something? A record? Well, I've seen both of you someplace. You sure you aren't working some kind of a racket? Oh. Oh, now, now, lady, take it easy. I lose my husband. I come in here for help, and you think I'm some sort of a criminal or something. Look, dear, I... I don't know what to do. I don't know where to go. I don't want to go to the police, and it has nothing to do with breaking the law. Shame on you, Diamond. Here, lady, here's the handkerchief. Thank you. Look, I'm sorry. No, you're not. You're terrible. Oh, please, please. Look, I'm in pretty bad shape myself. Okay, okay, I'll help you. Wonderful, Mr. Diamond. Where can we talk? Hey, she turns them off like a hydrant. You'll help me? Oh, yes. A hundred a day in expenses. Certainly. Get her. Yeah. You sure you didn't dip into one of Charlie's specials? I don't drink. This isn't drinking. It's like diving into an active volcano. Where can we talk? One of the booths. Good. I don't want anyone else to know about this. You mean after this buildup, I ain't even going to hear what it's all about? Come on, dear. Thanks, Charlie. Have one of your specials. Who knows? You may be the first one to reach the moon. Is this booth all right, Mr. Diamond? Just fine. Now sit down, dear, and tell me all about it. Well, there's really not much to tell. I took my husband to the, well, to an appointment this morning. What kind of an appointment? I can't tell you. And you can't tell me your husband's name? No. Not even his first name? Well, I guess I could tell you his first name. It's Richard. Richard? Yes. You can't tell me anymore? No. You want me to find him and you want me to trust you? If you will. Will you trust me? Yes. Then I'll try and find Richard, but I'll need some help. I'll try. No, no, no, please. I'll need some outside help. Who? A policeman. Oh, no, I told you. And I told you. You want me to trust you? Okay, that's what I'm going to do, but you've got to trust me, too. But the police... If you and your husband aren't in trouble with the police, you've got nothing to worry about. But the police... A policeman. One man. But he'll find out why Richard disappeared. Well, don't you want to know why? I know why, but I don't want anyone else to know why. You don't want anyone else? You know why, but you... Oh, don't let me do this to myself. I just want to find him. Okay, okay. I promise the policeman won't say anything. I'm trusting that you have a good reason for not telling me any more than you have, but to find a man, this man in the picture and an old photograph at that, to find this man needs a lot of doing. Checking hospitals. Hospitals? Now, don't start crying. Oh, I'm sorry. Go on. When you've got to check hospitals, morgues... Morgues! Look, look, look, dear. You wait here. No, I'm going with you. Good girl. Charlie, thank you for being so patient. A pleasure, miss. Shall we go, Mr. Diamond? Yeah, yeah. And Charlie. Yeah? I'd like to thank you, too. Anytime. Your hospitality and good manners are only equaled by your loyalty and perspicacity. Huh? All in all, you've been a living doll. Being a person who lives out in left field most of the time myself, I realized that these little disturbances in my life were pretty average. So with cute little anonymous tagging along behind, I left Charlie's fancy bistro and headed for the 5th Precinct Police Station in the good Lieutenant Levinson. When we walked into the squad room, we bumped right into the one thing that science had been working 24 hours a day to find a cure for. Well, good afternoon, Sergeant Otis. Oh, how are you, Diamond? Hey. Oh, un-pucker, Otis. Mrs. X will think the Lieutenant uses you to unstop sinks. Mrs. X? What kind of a name is that? You want to meet the lady? That's the name. Mrs. X? How do you do, Sergeant? Oh. Hey. Hey, ain't I seen you someplace before? Otis, haven't I seen you someplace before? Now, what are you talking about, Chalmers? Sure you've seen me before. Mr. Diamond. Yeah, but this is nothing. Stick around him for a whole day sometime. Come on, let's see the Lieutenant. I'll see you later, Mrs. X. Oh, yes, Sergeant. It's been a pleasure. Otis. Yeah? Your eyes are hanging out so far they cover your badge. Oh. Hello, Walt. Hi, Rick. I'm... Ha ha. Ha ha. Yeah. Ha ha. Ha ha. This is Mrs. X, Walt. Dear, this is the mighty arm of the law, Lieutenant Levinson. How do you do, Lieutenant? How do you do, Mrs. X? Oh, let's not go into this thing again. The young lady prefers to be known as Mrs. X. Now, Walt, I want you to do me a favor. Yeah. Young lady, haven't I seen you someplace before? Someplace before. Yeah, Walt. Well, Otis is with us on that one. I said the same thing when she found me in Charlie's bar. Now, the young lady's lost her husband, and I'm gonna help her find him. Here's his picture. See if you got anything. Oh, yeah. Are you sure I haven't seen you? Walt, we'll solve that one later. The picture. Go make like a policeman. Okay. She got a record. Lieutenant. Oh, well, I, uh, I never forget a face. He's been trying to ever since he got Otis. Now, come on, Walt. Get a report from missing persons. Check the hospitals and the morgue. The morgue? Oh! Oh, lady, lady, please. It's a habit. Honey, we gotta do these things just in case. But you think he's... Oh! Give me that picture. Lady, lady, please. Now, now, now, what's your husband's name? Uh, she can't tell you that, Walt. What do you mean she can't tell me that? I can't. Now you look, Diamond, if this is one of your... His first name is Richard. Richard what? That's something I really can't tell you. I wouldn't have told Mr. Diamond the Richard part, but it just sort of slipped out. Oh, wait, what are you two trying to do to me? You come in here and ask me to locate this guy in the picture, and you won't even tell me his last name? Look, Walt, I promise you'll do me the favor without the questions. The young lady seems to have a very good reason for not wanting to give her name or her husband's. Now, all I want you to do is check the morgues. Oh! 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Of course. Thank you very much. But now Mr. Diamond and I have to go and find my husband. Richard. Yes. I think you'd better wait a few minutes. What for? Yes, we've got to hurry. I've got to find my husband before the eight o'clock plane leaves this evening. You're leaving tonight? Who didn't tell me that? Richard has to be in California by tomorrow morning. Got a little job to do? A very big job, Captain. Lieutenant, well, what do you want us to wait for? Because I've got Otis checking on this girl, this Mrs. X. Oh, no. Walt, you promised... I promised nothing, you assumed. Oh, you're a fine buddy. Buddy shmuddy. You might be taken in by her sweet innocence, but not me. You double-crossed it. Mr. Diamond, you promised... But I didn't, lady. I just checked the morgues. Oh... Oh, now you shut up. Walt. Well, I never. I've seen this girl someplace, Rick. And I've got a sneaking suspicion she's wanted. Wanted? You can't cross me like this, fatty. Wanted. Won't tell me your name, huh? No. Won't tell me your husband's name, huh? No. Then you're hiding something. Yes. Yes? Y-E-S, meaning of course. Now you stop that, Rick. Rick. Is your name Richard, too, Mr. Diamond? No, my friends call me Rick. You ever in Chicago, lady? Of course. Of course? O-F-C-O-U-R-S-E, meaning... You stay out of this. You run around with Tony Capone when you were in Chicago? You talking to me? I'm talking to her. Well, I'm glad. Tony never gave me back my elk's tooth. Well, I don't know why you're talking to me, Captain. I never gave Mr. Capone an elk's tooth. It's Lieutenant there. You gotta stop promoting him. You'll get a swell head. Oh, you rat! You call me Lieutenant? No! Y-Y-Well, gee, don't scare me like that. I got something on this picture you gave me. Her husband? Eh, yeah. Heh heh heh. Hello, Mrs. Axe. Hello, Carpereau. Heh heh heh. Hold this. Eh, oh, oh, yeah. Uh, you won't like it, Lieutenant. I won't like what? What I got on this picture. Something's happened to Richard. Now, take it easy. Well, what did you find out? I'll tell you whether I like it or not. Well, I sent it down to the boys in the morgue. No! No! Ahhhhh! Oh, now look what you've done, you mallet head! Well, gee, what did I say? Yes, that morgue! Ahhhhh! Now, honey, honey, listen. This morgue is where they keep photographs. Oh. Ah. Well, what did they come up with, Sergeant? I mean, she sure looks pretty when she cries like that. Oh, there's... Uh, oh. Oh, uh. Well, I shall quote from the report. Ahem. Uh, person in said photograph resembles one Richard Diamond private detective. What did you say? Come to think of it, you do, Mr. Diamond. I shall continue. Member of the New York police force for seven years. Height six feet one. One hundred and ninety. Eighty. Uh, the general confirmation of the head. Note, right ear. Otis, shut up! Oh, it gets real interesting. You didn't tell me about getting mixed up with that fan dancer back in thirty-nine, Diamond. I was simply interested in starting an ostrich farm. Otis. Yeah? Do you think that picture looks like Mr. Diamond? Oh, kinda. Thank you, patrolman Loblo. Uh, for what you owe me. Yes, and if I ever catch you wearing a sergeant stripes again, I'll put you on a beat so far out that I'll have to fly food into ya. Now get outta here! Sergeant Levin, sir. Lady, please, it's lieutenant. Well, I don't care what it is. I think you were just horrible to that nice little policeman. Is that right? It certainly is. And I'm going to write a letter to the governor about you. Now wait a minute. And what's more, I'm going to tell him what a horrible, mean, impolite person you are. But, but... I come in here with Mr. Diamond, and simply because I won't tell you my name, you accuse me of being a mop. Mop? Yes, mop. One of those gangsters girls. Mop? Yes. And just because everyone thinks they've seen me before, I'm accused of all sorts of things. But, lady, I... No telling what's happened to my poor, wonderful husband. Oh, oh, oh. Lady, please, lady. You big bully. Yes. Oh, okay, I'm sorry. I apologize. Can Sergeant Lovelune have his stripes back? Yes. Now, thank you very much. Come on, Mr. Diamond. We've got to find Richard. Goodbye, Major. Well, I was in it up to my neck. Any other time, a client like Mrs. X would have scared me right into four months of hibernation. But she was such a cute little screwball that I just had to go along with it. We took the picture that looked something like yours truly, and started making the rounds. Starting with the last place Mrs. X had seen her husband, we showed the picture to every shop owner within a four-block circle, but no one had seen him. Mrs. X kept checking with the hotel, making me stay at a good distance, so I couldn't hear the conversation. But no one had seen her husband. We ended up right back where I first ran into her, Charlie's. Well, find him? No. Uh, look, dear, why don't you check again with this place that you and your husband went to this morning for his business appointment? Maybe you went back there. Well, I guess I could try it again. Phone on the back on the wall. Thanks, I'll call him. No luck, Diamond? No. How do I get into these things, Charlie? When someone wants to give you a hundred a day in expenses, you get into them. Phone. Brilliant deduction. Hello? A little lady will get it. Mr. Diamond? Yeah? It's for you. Captain Levinson. You've been promoted? Several times in the last hour. You think he's heard something about Richard? Might be. Yeah, what is it, Fatty? I thought you might be there. What made you think of Charlie's? Well, it's pretty obvious you had a hangover. Well, maybe I stuck a bicycle pump in my nose and pumped up my head just to get a laugh out of Otis. You'll have to do better than that. You told me you met the girl at Charlie's. Shrewd, shrewd. Is it something important? Honey, just relax. I'm getting to it. What if it's about Richard? The girl there? Yeah. What's on your mind? Well, I don't know if it means anything, but we just got a report from the Johnson Sanatorium. Johnson Sanatorium? Never heard of it. Over on Andy Fourth Street. The missing husband? I don't know. The report fitted his description, but who knows from that old photograph. Well, it's worth checking. What's the address? 644 East 84th Street. Seems they found this guy wandering around the streets. Johnson Sanatorium 644 East 84th Street, huh? Did he give his name? Amnesia. Loss of memory. Seemed to be suffering from shock. Thought I'd let you get there first. Felt kind of sorry for the girl when I realized her story might be kosher. Okay, well, I'll check it. Thanks. Meet you there. Well, honey, that might be... Hey. Hey. Charlie. Yeah? Mrs. X, where'd she go? Took out of here like she was shot out of a gun. Something wrong? When are you gonna stop asking stupid questions? Well, that torrent. Mrs. X was probably on her way over to the Johnson Sanatorium and with a good head start. So I went out and grabbed a cab for 84th Street. And kicked myself a dozen times for getting mixed up in a situation like that. Why not forget the whole thing and get some rest until my head returned to a normal circumference? Answer. Because I'd wasted the whole afternoon looking for the missing husband and hadn't even got a retainer. Yes, sir. Is something I can do for you, perhaps? I'm looking for the man you reported as... Hello, Rick. Oh, Walt. Have you seen Mrs. X? I just this minute got here. She's been in gone. What about the guy you got the report on? Took him weather. The young lady came in, took a look at the man, claimed it was her husband, paid his bill and left. You let him go like that? I thought the man had amnesia. Well, yes, he was suffering from some kind of shock and had temporarily lost his memory. But you just let him walk out of here with... Rick, Rick, let him finish his story. The minute the man saw the young lady, he snapped right out of it. She said they had to hurry to catch a plane or something. He had a lot of packing to do. Did she give her name? Yes, he signed the release. Here, let me see it. Now, take it easy, Rick. It's signed Mrs. Richard Diamond. She used my name? Is that your name? You're dying right at this. Does she leave any address? Phony, I checked. Oh, swell. I'll come to the airport, something to make you happy. Oh, it'll make me very happy. She did nothing for my hangover. She didn't pay me one red cent for my trouble. And I think I may be getting hives. Oh, I'm going over to Helen's and have a complete nervous breakdown. How do you feel now? Oh, I'm all right, Helen dear, but my ulcer's just had a parade. Any word from Walt? No. Miss Helen? Yes, what is it, Frances? A young lady at the door for Mr. Diamond. I'll get it. I'll bet you will. Wow. Hello, Mr. Diamond. Now, look, I've got something to say to you. I can't stop to talk. My husband's waiting in the car and we have to catch a plane. Now, you look, I... I want to thank you very much for all you've done and I want to apologize for running out on you. But your husband... He's fine, thank you. He just lost his memory for a while. Now, I'm not going to... I haven't got time to tell you anymore. We've got to catch a plane. But you... Oh, I said that. Here's an envelope. But I... It explains everything and there's something in it for you. But you can't... And here's something else because you've been so wonderful. But... Mmm. I hope if you ever get to California you'll look us up. Goodbye and thank you again for everything. You're wonderful. Bye. Well? Mmm. All right, blue eyes. What was that all about? Mmm. Oh. No, that was her. Oh, she. The girl. The girl. Uh, Mrs. X. What's that? Mmm? Oh, it's an envelope. Said it would explain everything. I hope it does. Especially that fond farewell. Oh, that. She was just being grateful. Yeah. Go on. Open the envelope. Uh, pardon, Miss Helen. Now it's the phone. Lieutenant Levinson for Mr. Diamond. I better tell him about the girl. You better read what's in that envelope. Hello, Walt. Uh, Rick, that dame phoned on us. Asked where she could find you. Oh, that's how she's found the place. Yeah, the melon head told her you might be over at Helen's Caverth... She's been there? Just left. And she left an envelope that she said would explain everything. Well, what did it say? I haven't read it. Well, read it. I want to know what this is all about. So does Helen. Well? Well? Whew! Five hundred bucks. The explanation? What about the letter? Well, it says, uh, uh, Dear Mr. Diamond, I know that I've caused you a great deal of trouble. So I wish to take this opportunity to thank you. To thank you for your patience and understanding. As for an explanation, well, here it is. But I count on your discretion and hope that you will keep my secret. This morning, my husband and I went to a doctor because I hadn't been feeling well. We discovered and were overjoyed to find out that I was going to have a baby. Immediately, I informed my husband that I had decided to give up working until after I had the baby. The realization that I wasn't going to make any more money for the rest of the year was too much for him. The shock made him lose his mind and he... Well, he just wandered off. Although he has recovered his memory, the thought of having to support us both for the rest of the year has left him nervous and despondent. So I'm taking him back to the coast to the family psychiatrist. I wish to thank you from the bottom of my heart for all your kindness and help. Signed... Ooooooh... Signed who? Rick! Helen, Helen, what's wrong? He's fainted! What? He looked at the signature on the letter and just flopped over. Well, what about the signature? It's signed... 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