"13th Precinct, address:" "238 Third Avenue." "Cars 1235, 1236 and 78." "Signal 30." "Authority:" "C.B., Time: 9:03 p.m." "Dispatcher number 79." "73rd Precinct, address:" "171 Hertzel Street." "Cars 1634, 1635 and 89." "Signal: 3 2." "Auto, out-of-town license plates." "Operator, interface with that address." "Authority:" "C.B., time: 9:05 p.m." "Dispatcher number 79." " Hello,jefe." " You're late for the ceremony." " They still up in the squad room?" " Yeah." "Lieutenant Thomas will be in charge of this precinct... and no one else." "So far as you are concerned, he has no superiors." "You'll give him your cooperation... and your obedience." "And I expect this precinct to maintain its present high record with the department... under your new lieutenant." "Do you wish to make any remarks, Lieutenant?" "I'll talk to the men individually." "Good idea." "Dixon, I want to talk to you." "I'll use your office, Thomas." " Yes, sir." " That's all, boys." " Congratulations." " Congratulations." " Good luck, Lieutenant." " Thank you." "Sit down, Dixon." "We've had 12 more legitimate citizen complaints against you this month." "For assault and battery." "From who?" "Hoods, dusters, mugs?" "A lot of nickel rats." "You're a big disappointment to me, Dixon." "You've just seen a man who started out at the same time you did... take a big step up in the department... which is something you'll never do unless you get hold of yourself." "I know what to get hold of, sir." "A little more pull." "Sit still!" "You've gotta learn, Dixon, what's expected of a police officer and what isn't." "Yes, sir." "I'll try to learn not to hate hoods so much." "You don't hate hoodlums." "You like to beat them up." "You get fun out of it." "You like to read about yourself in the newspapers... as the tough cop who isn't afraid to weigh it in anywhere." "Your job is to detect criminals, not to punish them." "Is that all, sir?" "I'm reducing your rank, Dixon." "You're going back to second grade." "Any more complaints against you for cruelty or roughhouse... and you'll be back in uniform pounding a beat." "It's no fun telling you this." "You're a good man with a good brain." "But you're no good to the department unless you learn to control yourself." "All right, you can go now." "Thank you, sir, for the advice." "Hey, Willie?" "Willie!" "How you feelin', Willie?" "Feelin' fine, thanks." "Don't you think you better be in bed, Willie?" "Parole rules allow me till 12:00." "I got 20 minutes yet." "How's Mr. Scalise, Willie?" "What are you tryin' to do, trap me?" "I ain't consortin' with no questionable characters, and nobody can prove that I am." "That's a nice boy." "You'd better get to bed." "It's good for you." "Sure." " Who is it?" " Willie." "It's my point." "Come on." "Eight the hard way." " Two fours." " Seven the loser." "You're very lucky tonight, Mr. Morrison." "Must be the little lady brought me luck." " Your dice, Mr. Paine." " Pass." " Your dice, Mr. Morrison." " Okay, I'll shoot 3,000." " I'll take one." " I'll take 500 of it." "I'll take the rest." "You're covered." " Hello." " Care to join our game, Mr. Bender?" " Sure, sure." " How are things?" " Oh, fine." " Six." " Bumped into a couple of old friends of ours." "Dixon and Klein." "They asked about you." " But I think they're too busy to drop in." " Too bad." "All right." "Come on, dice." "Give it to me." "A six right back." " Here we go!" "Six!" " Ten." "Mr. Morrison is from Texas." "He's very rich." "Here, you breathe on 'em." "Oh, that'll do it." "Now you got Lady Luck riding' with you, dice." "This is it!" "A six!" "Give it to me!" "There it is!" "A six!" " And getting richer." " Six is my lucky number." "I'll shoot the whole 6,000." "You taking any, gentlemen?" " A grand." " Same here." "Four open." "You're covered, Mr. Morrison." "I like your friends, Mr. Paine." "Can't get better action than this in Amarillo." "All right, dice, now we're goin' for the big money." "Well, what do you know-a seven!" "If you don't mind, I'd like to go home, Mr. Morrison." " Morgan." " Ken, you know I have to be at work at 8:30." "Well, that's right." "You can't keep a workin' girl up all hours." "Then I'll take you home, Morgan." "We'll all go together." "I'll get your things." "There you are." " Mr. Morrison?" " Yes, sir." "You're 19 grand into us." "Well, that's all right." "You'll get it back some other night." "I ain't leaving' town for a week." "Tell him you changed your mind." "You want to stay." "No, Ken." "I told you I could only stay until midnight." " But you can't do this to me." " I'm not doing anything to you." "I brought him here." "Oh." "So that's it." "Yes, that's it." "And you're fouling' me up again." "That's all you ever do is foul me up!" "You're telling him to stay!" " No, I'm not." " Why, you" "Morgan." "You heel!" "16th Precinct, address: 43rd Street Hotel... 3 7 2-C West 43rd Street." "Cars 618, 619 and 12, proceed immediately." " That's us." " Hello, Sergeant." " Hi." " Foley." " Hi, Sarge." "Hi." " Vice joint, huh?" " Yeah." "Floater." " Get his name?" " Morrison." "Big barracuda." "He was D.O.A. Knife cut his heart in half." "Nobody did it." "Nobody saw it." "There's a cut on his hand." "Yeah, he hit somebody hard." "Who runs this parlor?" "Tommy Scalise." "He's in there." "Oh, that's nice." "Our dream boy finally stepped into something, huh?" "I've been waiting quite a while." "Should've gone home to bed, Willie, like you were told." "You'd be asleep now, with no parole troubles." "I live in this hotel." "I just dropped in for a cigarette." "How do you do, Mr. Scalise?" "Where did you hide the knife, dream boy?" "Go easy, Dixon." "Keep your hands off me." " Talk." " Wise up, Mr. Dixon." "You made a monkey of yourself two years ago, tryin' to hang something' on me." "Who killed him- you or one of your playmates?" "You find a corpse, and right away I'm a killer." " You've been a killer for a long time." " Have I?" "As I remember it, the jury found me innocent." "And they weren't out more than 15 minutes." "You're still a killer." "What are you always tryin' to push me in the gutter for?" "I got as much right on the sidewalk as you have." "Don't talk to me about rights." "You're a hood and a murderer." "You're a pretty smart rat, Scalise, but this is your off night." "What are you always jumpin' after me for, Dixon?" "Four years,jumpin' after me like I was somebody special." " Why?" " That's right." "Getting you is a special job of mine." " I can't figure you out." "Your father liked me" " Shut up!" " Hello, Lieutenant." "Find anything, Dixon?" "I've been waiting to tell you what happened, Lieutenant." "Take them outside." "We'll question them later." "Congratulations on your promotion, Lieutenant." "Okay, okay, let's have it." "Mr. Morrison was brought here by a fellow named Ken Paine." "Sort of an acquaintance of mine." "There was a girl with him." "I, uh, didn't quite get her name." "A Morgan something." "Mr. Morrison wanted a little friendly play." "How much did he win?" "He didn't win." "He lost." " You're lying, Scalise." " Let's hear his story first, Dixon." "He lost a grand or so, but he didn't care." "He was makin' a play for this girl, showing' his stuff." "Paine was jealous." "He hit the girl first... smacked her hard in the face, and she ran out." "Then Morrison tackled Paine." "Morrison pulled a gun... but Paine had him so he couldn't shoot, and they wrestled into the bedroom." "Before I could call the cops, Paine came out." "He didn't say anything." "Just left." "Then Morrison came out and fell on the floor." "He was dead when I got to him." "What did you do with the knife?" "There wasn't any weapon." "Paine must've taken it along." "You're lying, Scalise." "Let me handle him, Lieutenant." " What is Paine's address?" " I don't know." "K. Paine, 58 Pike Street, Chelsea 3-2099." "Another telephone number:" "Murray Hill 5-997 0." "What's that?" "A pool room on Third Avenue." "I'm sure you won't have any trouble picking him up." "He was blind." "All neat and ready with a fall guy, huh?" " Let me handle him, Lieutenant." " Go after Paine, Dixon." "Come on, Paul." "Keep the change." "Yeah, Ted Morrison." "Kenneth Paine calling." "Don't answer?" "Maybe he's in the bar." "Have him paged." "But I gotta talk to him." "It's important." "Tryin' to get Ted Morrison on the phone, huh?" "Who are you?" "Detective Dixon, 16th Squad." "Get out." "Maybe he's tryin' to win his money back." "Don't give me that." "He was cleanin' up." " How much?" " And he's gotta cut me in." "After what you did to him?" "He started it." "It's all among friends." "Hello?" "What?" "He isn't?" "Well, look, Kenneth Paine wants him to call as soon as he comes in." "No, that's all right." "I said get out." "I don't like cops." "Ted Morrison is not gonna call you back, Paine." "Nobody asked you." "Somebody sunk a knife into Morrison." "He's dead." "Dead?" "You're lyin'." "Scalise is trying to frame you." "Says you knifed him." "Go home." "Look, I'm tryin' to help you, Paine." "Scalise and his boys are hanging a murder on you." "They knocked him off to get their dough back after you left." "Come on." "Go on!" "No cop's gonna touch me!" " Stand up alone then." " I'll stand up when I want to." "Get outta here." "Get out!" "Okay, buddy." "Come on." "Let's go." "Come on." " Hello?" " Hello, Mark?" " Oh, hello, Paul." " Did you find him?" "Mark?" "Mark?" "Hello?" "Hello?" "Operator, there's a bad connection." "Get this line cleared." " Mark, can you hear me?" " Yeah." "I picked up some stuff on him I thought you oughta hear." "Go easy on him." "He's a war hero." "Got a hat full of medals and a lot of newspaper friends." "When he first got out of the service, he wrote a syndicated column." "I thought I'd tell you so you don't muss him up if you run into him." "Gonna wait there for him?" "Yeah, I'll stick around in case he shows up." "So long." "Will you send a cab to 58 Pike Street, please." " Did you call a cab?" " No, not me." " Pennsylvania Station, please." " Yes, sir." "A ticket to Pittsburgh, the first train out." "Seventeen dollars and eight cents." "Hello, Paul." "I covered a few bars in the neighborhood." "I just got here." "See this?" "Slipped in and out after I was here." "Probably watching you." "Nice piece of luck for me." "You can't be everywhere." "Got all his stuff out of this closet kinda quick." "Left his uniform and one shoe." " There's another closet." "Nothing in there." "It's empty." "Maybe somebody saw him get away." "There's an old lady in the window downstairs." "We're from the police." "We'd like to talk to you." "What do you want?" "How long have you been sitting here?" "Since after dinner." "I always sit here at night." " Do you know Kenneth Paine?" " Oh, yes, I know him." " Have you seen him tonight?" " Yes." "He left in a taxi." " When?" " I don't know." "When you get old like me, you don't care what time it is." "Approximately how long ago?" "About 20 minutes, I think." "The taxi man woke me up." "Everybody wakes me up tonight." "Usually I can sleep here." "I always sleep here since my husband died." "It seems less lonely." "Music helps me." "Thank you, madam." "Come on, Paul." "That's all." "Thank you." " He's running for it, huh?" " We'll get him." "You cover the Yellow Cab stand." "See if you can pick up the driver." " I'll cover all the independent garages." " Okay." "Paine!" "Open up!" "I know you're in there!" "Open up, you dirty rat!" "Open" " Where's the lieutenant?" " Sign this." "He's in there." " Right." " Lieutenant?" " Yes?" " We got a break on this." "One of the porters saw Paine stick it in a locker." "Oh, good." "Here's the cab driver's statement." "" Picked up a fare at 58 Pike Street around 1:10."" " Is that right?" " That's right." "Do you recognize this bag?" "Yeah, the guy was carryin' it when he came out of the house." "I noticed the name." "Kenneth something." "Yeah, Kenneth Paine." "He had a bandage under one eye, huh?" " Yeah, piece of tape." " Which eye?" "Under the..." "left eye, like this." "Under the left eye." "Thanks." "You can go." "We know where to get you." "Looks like we have a definite line on Paine, Lieutenant." "A ticket agent at Penn Station remembers selling him a ticket to Pittsburgh." "Evidently trying to throw us off." "He's probably holed up in town somewhere." " No line on the girl yet, Lieutenant." " Well, keep calling, Vincent." "Scalise thinks she was either an actress or a model." " Call the agencies on both as soon as they open in the morning." " Okay." "Call C.B. and have them Teletype Paine's description to Pittsburgh." "Dixon, take yourself a rest." "You too, Klein." " Then get busy on the hotels." " Communication, please." "I'm going home for a couple of hours." "Knock off, Casey, and then report back at 8:00." "Good night, boys." "Teletype the following description to Pittsburgh." " Age about 36." " Give me Communication." "Complexion dark." "Height 6'1", weight 180 pounds." " Hair dark, build average." "You look beat, Mark." "Don't you feel good?" " Hey, Mark,you awake?" " Hey, Mark,you awake?" " Yeah." " We got a line on the girl." "Her name is Morgan Taylor." "Lives up in Washington Heights." "I got her phone number." " What is it?" " Bosworth 3-5098." "Bosworth 3-5098." "All right, all right." " Hello?" " Does Miss Morgan Taylor live there?" "Yeah, she lives here." "No, she ain't in now." "She's gone to work." "Who's calling?" "Never mind." "I'll call her later." "She's gone to work." "Have you got her employment address?" "Here it is." "Friedman and Lyon, 525 Eighth Avenue." "Very nice." "But too high-styled for my customers." "Maybe we could make a little bolero, Oleg." "Well, I'll sketch it." "Mm, I'm not sure." "I'll let you know when I send the order in." "Thank you, Morgan." "It's all right with me." "We have more orders than we can fill on this number." " Did they notice it?" " I don't think so." "Come here." "Let me see it in the light." "It still shows a little." "I better put some more pancake on it." "You know, Morgan, it's your own fault." "Hold that." "You keep thinking of him as a glamour boy." "You won't see him for what he is... which is definitely a jerk." "So he won the war and freed the slaves." "Does that entitle him to spend the rest of his life... drinking barrels of whiskey and punching girls in the nose?" "Don't worry." " I'm not going to see him anymore." " You said that before." "So he rolls his alcoholic eyes at you... and you set yourself up for another left hook." "You can't help him, Morgan." "I guess you're right." " There's someone to see you, Miss Taylor." " Oh, tell him to drop dead." "It's important." "Mr. Friedman said to come to the office right away." "Miss Taylor, this is Mr. Dixon and Mr. Klein." "They are police detectives." " How do you do?" " How do you do?" "Would you sit down, please, Miss Taylor." "We'd like to ask you a few questions." "What would you like to know?" "You were with Kenneth Paine last night?" " Yes." " You were at a so-called "floating crap game"... in the apartment of a man named Scalise at the 43rd Street Hotel." " Is that right?" " Yes." " Have you been in touch with Paine this morning?" " No." " Have you any idea where he might be?" " No, I haven't." "From what we hear, you're pretty well acquainted with Paine." " Yes." " How well?" "Tell us, please." " I'm his wife." " Is that so?" "But, uh, you're living with your father, we understand." "Ken and I separated three months ago." "What happened at Scalise's while you were there?" "May I know why you're asking me all these questions?" "We'd rather tell you afterward, if you don't mind." "Well, Kenneth was drinking, and we had a quarrel." "I understand he hit you." "Yes." " Did you see him hit Morrison?" " No, I didn't." "I left." " Where'd you go?" " Home." "Take a taxi?" "No." "I met my father at his stand a block from the hotel." "He's a taxi driver." "He drove me to the subway." " Did you hear from Paine after you got home?" " Yes, he telephoned." " What'd he say?" " I don't know." "I hung up." " What time was that?" " About 12:30." " Did he call from his house?" " No." "How do you know, if you hung up without talking to him?" "Because my father went down to Ken's place after he dropped me." " What for?" " Really, is this necessary?" "We think so, Miss Taylor." "Well, I" " I didn't want to tell him anything." "But I was crying, and he noticed the bruise." " What'd he say?" " He was very angry." "He told me before that" "What?" "Well, that if Ken ever hit me again, he'd beat his head off." "Morrison was killed last night." "No?" "At Scalise's place, shortly after you left." "He was killed with a knife." "And you're looking for Ken because you think he did it?" "When did your husband start getting jealous of Mr. Morrison?" "Jealous?" "That's silly." "Mr. Morrison was somebody I hardly knew." " But you went out with him." " No, Ken called me up and asked me out to dinner." "You just said you were separated from your husband." "Yes, but he kept insisting, and I felt sorry for him." "When I got to the restaurant, he had Mr. Morrison with him." "Then after dinner, Ken took us to this gambling place." "And then I realized all he wanted to see me for... was to use me as a sort of decoy to help get Mr. Morrison to go there." "That was sinking pretty low, I thought." "Poor Ken." "He must be desperate for money." " Why did Paine hit you?" " Because I wanted to go home." "He didn't want Mr. Morrison to leave." " Because Morrison was winning?" " Yes." " How much was he ahead?" " A great deal." "I think they said about 19,000." "Thank you for the information." "We won't bother you any longer." "Hi!" "Well, hi." "How are you?" " Hello,Jack." " Hello, Morgan." " Night-night, Mary." "See you around." " Night." "Miss Taylor." " Hello." " Good evening." " I'd like to talk to you." " Have you found Ken?" " No." " You think I know where he's hiding and won't tell." " Where are you going now?" " Home." "Would you mind if I came along?" "That's a nice way of putting it when you're out to give me the third degree." "This is no third degree." "This is strictly off the record." "Have you come to nab me as a gambling house habitué?" "I'm not really." "I've never been in one of those places before." "Are you-Are you having dinner with anyone?" " You inviting me?" " Yes." "I take that subway there." "It'll take me a few minutes to change." "That's good enough." " Hey, Dad." "You home?" " I'm cookin" " There's company." " Paine?" "No." "This is my father, Mr. Dixon." " Mark Dixon." " Glad to know you." "You don't remember me, huh?" "I'm Jiggs Taylor." "I'm sorry." "I don't recall." "Excuse me." "I'll get ready." "Well, sit down." "I'll tell you about it." "It's 2:00 a.m. I'm cruisin' through Central Park." "There's a blizzard goin' on." "A detective jumps in my cab and says, "Follow that black sedan." "It's full of thieves."" "So I give her the gas." "Here." "Here's the diploma the mayor gave me." "" For aiding Detective Mark Dixon in a time of danger."" "Oh,yes." "Six years ago." "Say, Dad, let's hear about how they opened fire and riddled your cab with bullets." "Well, Mark can tell you himself." "Can't you, Mark?" "Yes, there were a few shots fired, as I remember." "A few shots?" "Dad always claimed it was a bigger battle than the Argonne." "That's the trouble with the new generation- no respect." " How about a drink, Mark?" " No, thanks." "On duty, huh?" "I suppose you're workin' on that Morrison killing." " That's right." " Cigarette?" "Thanks." "Any other suspects besides Ken?" "That fella Scalise, huh?" "I've heard about him." "The department thinks he's clean on that job." "He's been released on bail on a gambling charge only." "But you got your own ideas, huh?" "In the first place, he lied about Morrison being loser when the game broke up." "Your daughter says he was about 19,000 ahead." "It looks like a cinch he's the guy!" "I wouldn't tell a lot of people about going up to Paine's place last night to beat him up." "I don't care how many people hear it." "He's had it coming to him for some time." "Oh, Dad, please." "Mr. Dixon isn't interested in my life story." "I ask you, what would you do if you had a son-in-law like that?" "You know, it is a lucky thing I didn't find him in last night." "I'd have- Oh, I forgot to ask you." "I've been so excited over meeting' you again." "How about some chow?" "I got enough for three." "No, Dad." "We're going out." "Well, we could talk over old times." "I'll be seeing you, Mr. Taylor." "Nice meeting you again." "Well, at least I'm glad she's goin' out with somebody... who ain't gonna land her up to her neck in crooks." "You're horrible, Dad." " Good night." " Good night, honey." "Have fun, kids." "Good evening, Mr. Detective." "Where've you been hangin' out?" " Hello, Martha." " Good evening." "How do you do?" "You know, I like places like this... that specialize in good food instead of headwaiters." "It's the worst food in town." "But don't worry." "They usually serve a stomach pump with the dessert." "Who invited you to come to my restaurant, Mr. Detective?" " Not me." " Martha's the head of a ring of burglars." "My presence makes her nervous." "Yeah, last night we got a whole basket full of diamonds." "You wanna see?" "Bring us two of your dangerous dinners, Martha." " You know how much I've been offered to poison this man?" " Ten dollars." "That's right." "I'm holdin' out for 15." "Two dinners." "Do you want wine?" " Bring a small bottle." " Huh." "Same old cheapskate." "She adores you, doesn't she?" " She ought to." "I sent her husband up." " Was he really a burglar?" " Wife beater." " Oh, she's wonderful." "But she's under wraps tonight on account of you." "I don't usually eat here with a dame." "Oh, I mean" "Dame's all right." "I imagine you bring your wife here." " There's no such animal." " Oh?" "My dad told me you were married." "Your dad is not a reliable source of information." "You're quite right." "I never knew anybody who tells so many lies." "He does it for fun though." "He's always driving kings and queens or movie stars... and overhearing the most amazing conversations." " Like your dad, huh?" " Crazy about him." "I hope you come here often,young lady." "For five years, this man sits in my restaurant frightening' everybody away." "A detective in the window." "You can imagine how people wanna come in." "But now, with a beautiful lady, he looks almost human." " How's the soup?" " Horrible." " It's very good." " Thanks." "Eat all you want." "Have you been trying to get in touch with Paine?" "No." "I don't quite know what to do." " When were you married?" " After he came back from the war." "But we knew each other before that." "You said this morning you were separated." " Three months ago." " Why?" "It's hard to say why you leave a man... or why you stop loving him." "I always blamed Ken, but I guess it was my fault too- not understanding what made him seem so mean and impossible." "I guess the chief thing wrong with Ken was no job." "And lots of pride." "Too much pride." "A man can usually find work if he wants to." "You're worried about me feeling badly because he's going to be arrested, aren't you?" "Something like that." "I think I'll stick by him if he is." "He'll need me." "I owe it to him." "You still love him, huh, in spite of everything?" "No." "It isn't love anymore." "Mr. Detective, telephone!" "Excuse me." "That must be my partner." "Probably wants to know what I'm eating." "Dixon speaking." "Been tryin' to get you for an hour, Mark." "Big doings." "We found Paine." "Where did you find him?" "River watchman reported to the 6th Precinct down here that somebody slugged him last night." "He just punched his clock at 3:00 a.m." "We sent a couple of men over to talk to him... but they couldn't make head or tail of the slugging- nothing stolen- till the watchman remembered the man held something like a body." "We started dragging the river and brought up Paine a half hour ago." " Who's that?" " Mark." "Mark?" "Thomas." "We found Paine in the river with his skull cracked." "We'll meet you at his apartment in 15 minutes." "Be there." "Okay, Lieutenant." " What's the matter?" "You look sick." " Give me the check." "You gotta leave the beautiful girl just when she's beginning to like you." "That's what you get for bein' a detective." "No fun." "Always chasin' the wrong people." " Did something happen?" " I've gotta go out on a job." "Please finish your dinner." "It's really very nice." " Best chicken and rice in town." " I'm sorry you have to leave." " Thanks." " So long." " Bye." " Good night." "You like him, huh?" " I think he's very nice." " I'm glad." "You know what that fellow needs?" "A family." "He's got nobody." "All he thinks of day and night is his job." "He grabs himself a dizzy blonde once in a while, but that's no life." "A fellow like him oughta be married..." "to a beautiful girl." " Have a home, kids and" " You're wasting your propaganda, Martha." " I'm married." " Buzzin' a married woman." "Wait till I see that dope again." " You got it?" " It's blood all right." "Quite fresh." "I'd say not more than 2 4 hours." " Get it to the lab right away." " Okay." "That clinches it." "Paine was killed in his room." "Somebody came in there and slugged him." "He bumped his head on the floor when he fell." "He had a silver plate in his head as a result of a shrapnel wound in the war." " The fall must've killed him." " I buy that, Lieutenant." "The killer tried to get the body out, but he was surprised by someone." "Probably Dixon when he came through the front door." "He ducked behind the staircase here and hid the body." "That's the reason for the blood stain on the wall." "If it is Paine's blood." "We'll get the lab report shortly." "Now, we can establish the time of the killing... between 12:30, when Paine must've got here... and 3:00 a.m., when the killer knocked out the watchman on the pier." " Hello, Dixon." "You know Mr. Gilruth from the D.A. 's office." " Sure." "How are ya?" " Hello." "A lot of fancy footwork you did last night, Dixon-you and Mr. Paine." "That couldn't be helped, Lieutenant." "I can't understand how you didn't see him." "You came in here at 12:50." "Klein talked to you on the phone." " That's right." " Paine came in and packed and got out at 1:10." "That's when the taxi picked him up." "So you must have practically passed each other." "Well, he wasn't here, so I thought he might be doing some drinking." "I had a look in a couple of bars." "That's a queer way to figure- a guy on the lam is going to be sitting around bars." " What time did Dixon come back here?" " About 1:50." " And you left again right after that?" " That's right." " We started chasing Paine." " It's obvious." "He lays a fake trail, he goes to the Pennsylvania Station... and then he decides to come back and hide in his own apartment." "He figures the police have been there, and they won't come looking again." "What time did Jiggs Taylor say he was here?" " About 2:15." " That pretty well puts the finger on him, I'd say." "Yeah, and he came down here crazy angry, according to his daughter... ready to knock Paine's block off." " You're wasting your time on Taylor." " How is that, Dixon?" "It looks completely definite- motive, opportunity." " Scalise did it." " I don't see that at all, Dixon." "I'm telling you, Scalise knifed Morrison." "Then he was afraid Paine would go to the police with it... so he sent someone after him to finish him off." "That doesn't stand up." "Whoever killed Paine killed him by accident." "He only meant to slug him." "A Scalise hood would have taken no chances on a rumpus." "He'd have knifed or shot him." " Yes, Benson?" " We've gotJiggs Taylor and his daughter outside." "Bring them in, Harrington." "Has he been talking?" "A mile a minute." "Keeps thinking he was going to a picnic." "I think we can wrap the case up tonight... with statements from both of them." " I'm Lt. Thomas." " How do you do?" "How are you doin', Lieutenant?" "I was expectin' this." "As I told the boys on the way down... the minute I heard Ken was murdered..." "I knew I was in for a going over... havin' been at the scene of the crime." "You were already for us with your story, huh?" "Won't take long." "Save you a lot of time." "Give it to you without you having to pump me- everything that happened." "I came down here last night around 2:15..." "Iookin' for my son-in-law." "You were pretty worked up, huh?" "I'll say." "I told him last month... if he ever laid a hand on Morgan again, I'd slap him silly." "Go on." "Go on." "Let's have it all,Jiggs." "Well, that's all there was." "The door was unlocked." "I walk in, look around... nobody home, so I walk out." "With his body?" " Whose body?" " Paine's." "That's sure smart figuring', Lieutenant." " I tell you all" " Never mind the lies,Jiggs." "We've got every one of your moves." "You took the body to the river, knocked out the watchman and dropped Paine in the water." "Oh, so I knocked out a watchman too, huh?" "That's fine." "Okay, now let me tell you somethin'." "I didn't see Paine." "If I had seen him, I'd have taken a poke at him." "I ain't denying' that." "He deserved it." "But I left this place two minutes after I got here... and I picked up a fare three minutes later on the corner." "Congressman Reynolds." "Took him up to the Astor Hotel." " Told me" " Check on that, Klein." " Yes, sir." " Sure, check." "Check all you want." "And what time do you claim you got to the Astor Hotel,Jiggs?" " Around 2:40." " Anybody see you around there?" "Yeah." "Uh, Pat Rafferty and Haime Berg." "They're taxi drivers." "The congressman doesn't answer in his room." "Want me to run him down?" "No." "No, we'll check later." "The pier watchman was slugged at 3:00 a.m., according to the report." " Is that right?" " Mm-hmm, yes." "That gives Jiggs Taylor 20 minutes between 2:40 and 3:00... to come back here from the Astor Hotel and do his stuff." "He couldn't have come back here from the Astor, killed Paine... lugged the body out to the car, driven down to the pier... and slugged the night watchman by 3:00." "Couldn't have done all that in 20 minutes." "It looks like we're on the wrong man, Lieutenant... especially if the congressman backs up his story." "It's not the wrong man." "If Paine was already dead at 2:15... and Taylor came and got the body at that time and stuck it in the back compartment of his car" "Well, that's screwy!" "I told you I picked up Congressman Reynolds." "Sure, you did." "But you were on the way to the river to dump Paine's body when Reynolds hailed you." "He took him to the hotel." "Twenty minutes was time enough... to scoop back the pier, slug the watchman at 3:00 a.m. and drop Paine's body." "Paine was out ofhere at 1:10, according to the old lady downstairs." "We're just wasting time, Lieutenant." "I don't think so, Dixon." "Bring them along." "Did you see anybody coming out of that building... carrying something over his shoulder?" " Like a large bundle." " I didn't see anything like that." " I'll take over, Casey." " She says she didn't notice anyone" "Never mind." "I'm going to ask you a very important question, Mrs. Tribaum." "Are you sure it was Kenneth Paine you saw leaving this house at 1:10?" "Of course I'm sure." "I never heard so many foolish questions." "I'm going to try a little experiment, Mrs. Tribaum." "Taylor, I want you to put on this raincoat and hat." "What for?" "Put adhesive tape under his eye, somebody, to match Paine's description." "Oh, no, wait a second!" "What's all this for?" "Now, don't act dumb, Taylor." "It won't get you anywhere." "Last night, you put on Paine's coat and hat... and carried his bag out of here at 1:10... after you'd killed him and stuck his body away somewhere." "Do you wanna come clean now,Jiggs?" "Well, I told you the truth." " Then put the coat on." " Don't do it, Dad." "They have no right to ask you to do that." "No, I won't." "I ain't goin' in for any of these monkey shines." "All right." "Dixon, you're about his build." "Put the hat and coat on." "Oh, that's comic strip stuff, Lieutenant." "The lady said she saw Paine leave here last night." "Sure, I did." "I saw Mr. Paine out of the window." "No, you saw a raincoat, a hat and a bag." "Go ahead, Dixon." " Anybody got some adhesive tape?" " Here." "Under the left eye." "Mrs. Tribaum, did he walk straight to the car, or did he look down at you?" " He looked down." " Dixon, take the bag." "Just walk to the car and look down once." "Now, is this where you were sitting?" "No, I was standing here closing the window." "A taxi driver had asked me if I'd called a cab." "Are you sure you could recognize a face at that distance, Mrs. Tribaum?" "I can tell that fellow isn't Mr. Paine." "Can you distinguish his face in this light?" "No, but I can tell by something else." "It isn't Mr. Paine." " By what?" " He didn't wave at me." " Did Mr. Paine always wave at you?" " Always." "He went like this." "What about last night?" "Did he wave at you last night?" "Do you remember?" "Yes, I remember." "He didn't wave last night." "You're right." "It wasn't Mr. Paine." "No, never." "He would have waved." "Thank you, Mrs. Tribaum." "That's it, boys." "Take him to the station and book him." " Well, you're kidding." " Nobody's kidding, Taylor." "You thought you were pretty fancy walking off as Paine at 1:10." "Then you came and got the dead body at 2:15... and dropped Congressman Reynolds at the Astor at 2:40... and hurried it back to the pier." " Well, that's screwy!" "I tell you, I" " Take him along, boys." " I'd like to talk to my father." " Go ahead." " May I talk to him alone?" " Can't be done." "He's under arrest." "Dad, please." "Did you see Ken last night?" "So help me." "I swear by your ma I never saw him or laid a hand on him." "I believe you." "Will you take Miss Taylor home, Casey." "We're knocking off for tonight." "I'd rather go alone, if I may." "I've been looking for you for an hour, Mark." "Scotch and water, Bill." "You gotta hand it to Thomas." "He wrapped this one up quick." "His first job too." "I didn't think he had it in him." "Stop talking like an idiot." "He bungled it." "Oh, wait a minute, Mark." "That ain't fair." "Don't tell me what's fair." "I know." "Scalise did it." "Scalise did both jobs- Morrison and Paine." "You can't go against the facts, Mark." "I'll betJiggs Taylor'll confess the whole job in a day or two." " See you later." " Where are you going?" "I'm going to get it out of Scalise." "Wait a minute, Mark." "You're not on that end of it." " You know the boss's orders." "He's got a plant on Scalise." " Let me go." "Look, Mark, I'm gonna give it to you straight like a friend." "I don't like to see you made a monkey of by a girl with a pretty face." "You got a record to protect." "You're as dumb as Thomas." "Come on." "I'll drive you home." "You're driving me nowhere, you dumb lug." "You stick with your boss and his orders." "You let me go, or I'll paste you." "We're closed for the night." " Scalise in here?" " I'll go and see." "Don't bother." "Get your clothes on, Scalise." "When I'm ready, Mr. Dixon." "Hey, cut that out." "Okay, Steve." "I warn you not to touch me." "Why?" "You don't seem to be carrying a knife at the moment." "We found the one you used on Morrison." " That's a lie." " Is it?" "It's always a pleasure..." "to watch a cop four-flushing." "I don't like rats to grin at me." "That's too bad." "Maybe I'd better show you my hand, dream boy." "Tonight I'm not kidding, Scalise." "You're gonna talk." "We found out Morrison had you for about 20 grand and wanted to leave." "So you knifed him." "Then you got worried about Kenneth Paine sobering up and telling about what happened... so you sent one of your mugs down to his place to knock him off." "You trying to frame me for Paine?" "You killed Morrison, and you killed Paine... and I'm going to get a statement out of you." "Outside, you lugs." "He's gonna talk... and talk to me alone." "Go on, I said, outside." "Okay, Steve." "Joe!" "Ernie!" " Better have a look out front, Kramer." " Yeah." "Get your coats." "I oughta finish the job." "This guy's gonna keep after me." "Wouldn't be smart." "They'd put on too much heat for a dead cop." " They still out there?" " They're still there." " Both of them?" " Both of them." " I can't make up my mind." " Don't." "All right, have it your way." "Let's go." "Get the keys, Steve." " Yes?" " Mark Dixon." "If you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you, Miss Taylor." "What's the matter?" "You're hurt." "I could use a drink." "Where the devil am I?" "I keep coming and going." "I don't know why I came here." "I'll go now." "You can't leave like this." "Why did I come here?" "I must have had something on my mind." "What happened to you?" "A run-in with Scalise and his pals." "Shouldn't I call the police?" "Let's leave the police out of this." "I made a big idiot out of myself tonight." "Bigger than usual." "Did I bungle this one." "I'll fix your head." "Come with me." "I suggest you use an ax." "Here." "Come and sit down." "What did they hit you with?" "Various objects." "Why did you fight with Scalise?" "Did it have anything to do with my dad?" "In a way, yes." "You don't think Dad did it?" "You don't think he's guilty, do you?" "What I think doesn't matter a row of nickels." "The most important thing is that you need a lawyer." "That's what I came here for." "You need a big-time lawyer." "Here, hold this." " One that can't lose." " But if Dad's innocent" "That doesn't always help." "Innocent people can get into terrible jams too." "One false move, and you're in over your head." "How much money have you got- you and your father- for a lawyer?" " None." " No savings?" "No." "Paine got 'em, huh?" "Yes." "Thanks for the facial." "I feel a lot better now." "You go on back to bed." "I'll be back in the morning about 8:30." "You wait here for me." "You're not fooling me." "You do believe Dad didn't kill him." "Your dad never touched him." "Good night." "Good night." "I'm sorry to wake you up, Paul." "I won't stay but a minute." "I need some dough." "Who stuck his finger in your eye?" "I've got 7 00 in the bank." "That leaves me 300 shy." "It's for a lawyer." "I thought you wouldn't mind kicking in." "I wanna get Norman Ackerman to handle the Taylor case." "He never lost a murder verdict in his life." "But you gotta slap down one grand, minimum." "Be right with you." " Who is it, Paul?" " Mark." " He wants 300 bucks." " For what?" " For a lawyer for his girl." " Since when does that gorilla-head got a g" "Shh!" "Please, Shirley, don't argue." "After the way he treated you, to have the nerve to come here and ask for" "I told you!" "No arguments, please." "You told me you were never gonna talk to him again." "I don't know, Shirley." "Sometimes, you really get me sore with this kind of nagging." "Three hundred dollars... for a man you were gonna punch in the jaw the next time you saw him." "I" "Yeah." "Take them to the Acme Loan this time." "You'll get more." "Who knows?" "I might even get to wear them someday." " Yes?" " Detective Dixon is here with a young lady." "Have them come in." "Send off that cable, Mary." "I'll call you later." "Hello, Mark." " Hello,Jerry." " Well, what happened to you?" "I'm just fine." "Oh, Mr. Morris, this is Miss Taylor." " How do you do?" " How do you do, Miss Taylor?" "Sit down." " Thank you." "Jerry, I understand Ackerman's out of town." " When do you expect him back?" " He's in Washington." "He's due back around 5:00 this afternoon." "I'd like to make an appointment with him for Miss Taylor." "Her father's involved in the Paine/Morrison case." "I read about it." "Thought you were on it, Mark." "I am." "That's why I'm here." "I like stiff competition." "Here's your retainer for Miss Taylor's father." "It's $1 ,000." "I'll hold it." "Come in around 5:30." "Mr. Ackerman will see you, Miss Taylor." "Thank you." "Thank you very much." "I never heard of anything so generous- what you just did." "Well, my partner kicked in too." "You're an amazing man." "You know something?" "I could kiss you right here." "I'll take a rain check on that." "I'll give you an alibi for your boss." "Tell him you're late because the police questioned you." "Mr. Friedman has dispensed of my services." "I'm the notorious Miss Morgan Taylor." "Bad for buyers." "Might take their minds off Mr. Friedman's creations." "That mug!" "I'll run him in." "I bet you would." " All right." "Good-bye." "There's a phone call for you, Mr. Detective." "Do you wanna answer it?" " No, I'm busy." " That's what I thought." "I told him you weren't here." "It's wonderful the way he looks at you." "He didn't even eat his ravioli." "He just eats you up with his eyes because you're so beautiful." " Cut it out." " What's the matter?" "I'm tryin' to help you." "You don't know how to make love, so I'm makin' love for you." " Bye-bye, Martha." " Bye." "Bye." "It's a wonderful day." "No job, everybody against me... my poor dad sitting in a cell." " And it's a wonderful day." "Isn't that amazing?" " Hey, Mark?" " Excuse me a minute." " Hello, Mike." " There's a forthwith out for you." "Where you been hidin'?" " What's up?" " The skipper's chewin' on the telephone." "Come on." "Do you mind going up to see Ackerman alone?" "It might be better at that." "Then wait for me at my hotel." "230-A East 54th." "I'll be there, Mark." "And thanks for everything." "Let's go." "You wanted to see me, Inspector?" "Come here, you." "Is this one of the men who beat you up last night?" "That was just a personal affair, sir." "Your personal affairs seem to be getting in the way of the department, Dixon." "Take this man out and hold him as a material witness." "You had no business going after Scalise." "You were asked not to." "You were told to lay off by your superior." "I thought I could get a statement out of him." "Well, you didn't." "And now you've driven Scalise to cover with your bullheaded tactics." "It'll take us days to find him now." " I'll find him." " You'll ind nobody!" "I'm not throwing you out of the department, like I should... but I'm inviting you to take one week of your annual vacation... beginning as of now." "I don't wanna see or hear of you for a week." " I want you to go someplace and get hold of yourself." " Yes, sir." "Look at you, all bunged up like a barrelhouse vag." "First thing you better do is get your head fixed up, inside and out." " That's all." " Yes, sir." "He's got a point." "You shouldn't have let Scalise go until the Morrison job was cleaned up." "It looked certain that Paine had done it, sir." "Get on this fella Steve." "I've got a hunch he'll sing if you keep on him." "And try talking to him like Dixon would." "Yes, sir." "Sit down." "You're going to talk." "You were in that crap game with Morrison." " Yeah, but I didn't see nothin'." " Listen!" "I want straight answers, and I want them now." "Hello." "Did you see Ackerman?" "Yes." "You've been crying." "What happened?" "Mr. Ackerman doesn't want to take the case." "He's too busy." "There are other lawyers." "I'll get in touch with Bill Cadwell." "He's as good as Ackerman." "It won't help." "It's no different than it was." "You felt all right this afternoon." "I didn't realize how serious it was." "But now, I know." "I thought because Dad was innocent, nothing could happen to him." " But it will." " It won't." "It's already happened." "He's in jail." "They'll try him, and he didn't do anything." "Somebody else did it, and he's got to pay for it." " He won't be tried." " Don't try and fool me." "Ackerman didn't take the case, because he was afraid of losing it." "That means they might find him guilty." "I'm not fooling you." "Nothing is going to happen to your father." "Why?" "You didn't sound so certain before." "Now you're certain." " Because he didn't kill Paine." " But can you prove it?" " Yes." " How?" "Mark, you know something you haven't told me." " That's right." " What?" "What is it?" "I'll tell you." "Please." "Oh, that's not fair- to stand there without telling me... even if you have to break some police rule." "If you know something, Mark" "I can't stand thinking how he feels." "He's never done anything wrong." "You don't know him." "He's sweet." "He's always felt that everybody was his friend." "Now he's in jail, like a criminal." "You don't know what it is to have your father in trouble." "My father was a thief." "What?" "He's dead now." "He died when I was 17, trying to shoot his way out of jail." "I worked all my life to try to be different from him." "Mark." "Darling." " You'd better go home." " Why, Mark?" "Because you're a sucker for wrong guys, like Ken and me." "You're not wrong." "I trust you with my whole heart." "I'm glad you told me about your father." "You're not like him." "I know it." "Thanks." "I figured out what to do..." "about your dad." "What?" "Don't ask any questions." "I've got to do things a certain way." "You look tired." "Get some sleep." "Thanks." "I'm not afraid anymore." "Everything's going to be all right, isn't it?" "Sure." "It'll turn out all right." " So long." " I'll wait here for you." " Okay, Mac." " You oughta be more delicate, Mr. Dixon." "I almost hit my head on the door." "That's okay, Willie." "The cab's insured." "I wasn't doin' nothin', Mr. Dixon." "I was just standin' there reading' my paper." "I'm not interested in what you were doing." " You're up for parole violation Monday." " I know." " Three more years, isn't it?" " That's right." " Would you like to duck that?" " You can't do nothin', Mr. Dixon." "I can say I sent you up to Scalise's hotel, using you for a stoolie." " Yeah?" " Particularly if you prove it." " Like how?" " Don't play dumb!" "You mean by squealin' about the Morrison job?" "No." "By telling me where Scalise is." "You're gonna tell me, Willie... and save yourself three years and a lot of trouble- bad trouble." " Come on." " What do you call this- good trouble?" " You're asking for it, and you're gonna get it." " Wait, wait." "Wait." " They'll kill me, Mr. Dixon." " Where's Scalise?" "I gotta find out first." "Uh, a telephone." "Let me get to a telephone." " Okay." "Hey, Mac, pull up at that bar." " Okay." " Keep the change, Mac." " Thank you, Mr. Dixon." "Don't push me!" "They'll catch on!" "Get in that booth." "I won't listen." " Hello?" " Hello, this is Willie Bender." "Who's this, Kramer?" "Listen, Kramer, I'm hangin' here by a shoelace." "What do you mean, what do I mean?" "Dixon is on my neck." "Yeah, he's right outside the booth." "No, no, he can't hear nothin'." "He wants to see Scalise." "What's the idea of calling here?" "Ain't ya got any brains in your head, stupid?" "That copper'll grab this number!" " Who is it?" " Willie Bender." "Dixon has glommed on to him." "Give me that." "This is Scalise." "Is Dixon alone?" "It's okay, Willie." "Now, get this straight." "I'd like to see Mr. Dixon, but all by himself." "Now, here's the way I want you to work it." "Get out a pencil and write this down... so if he's watchin' ya he'll know it's on the square." "Hold it." "Just a second." "Okay." "Tell him I'll meet him under the following conditions." "Yeah." "Yeah, yeah." "Yeah." "Okay, I got it." "Yeah, yeah." "What did Scalise say?" "Well, I wasn't conversing' with Scalise." "I was talkin' to Kramer." "He says he'll contact Scalise in an hour... and that you should be on the East River Drive... across the street from Bellevue at 3:00 a.m." "And if everything's okay, he'll pick ya up there." "Oh, and he says you gotta come alone." " What else?" " That's all." " Thanks." " Uh, what about my parole?" "I done everything I could." "Hello, Blue Star Service?" "Send a messenger to the Graystone Hotel." "He'll know where it is." "Have him wait in the lobby." "The name is Dixon- Mark Dixon." "Right away." "Inspector Nicholas Foley." "Dear sir..." "I didn't have the guts to tell you this while I was alive... because I didn't want to end up... like Sandy Dixon's kid." "That's what every hood in New York calls me-Sandy Dixon's kid- and even in the department, behind my back." "I wanted to end up as a cop... and that's what I'm going to do." "I killed Kenneth Paine." "It was an accident." "I went in to pinch him." "He slugged me, and I hit back." "How was I to know he had a silver plate in his head?" "But I covered it up like a mobster... because I couldn't shake loose from what I was." "Now I'm shaking loose." "I'm going to get Scalise for you." "He's a hood, like my old man was." "You won't have to worry about pinning the Morrison killing on him." "You can pull him in..." "for mine... and that will square things all around." "Sincerely, Mark Dixon." "Where's Scalise?" "Scalise ain't here." "He left a message for you." "What is the message?" "He's willing to see you under certain conditions." "What conditions?" "You gotta park your gun." " Where is he?" " We got instructions." "It's " no go" with a rod." "Put it down here." "Anything else?" "We gotta frisk you." "Go ahead." "We're wasting time." " He's clean." " Come on." " It's okay." "Sit down, Mr. Dixon." "I told the boys you'd come alone." "That's because I understand you, Mr. Dixon." "What I don't understand is your reason for calling on me at this time." "I said sit down." "I never saw a man as full of hate as you." "I consider it almost humorous, the way you came hotfooting it after me alone." "I'm in the clear on the Morrison job." "The police are satisfied to let me alone." "But you're still hot on my neck as always." "Sit down, Dixon."