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If he can do it, yes.
Why, certainly he can. Matt, now all you've got to do is tell them where you were last night, between twelve and twelvethirty, and everything will be all right.
That's what he says. I got a man from headquarters checking up on it now.
Good. You've got nothing to worry about. Soon as the report comes in, you'll be released. And listen, don't talk so loud. Take it easy. Coast a little.
All I know is the bank's been robbed and a murder's been committed. The way I see it, Brown here looks guilty.
What are you talking about? He had no more to do with it than you did.
Maybe. But I'm taking no chances. Why, this kid's got a record.
So have you. So have I. So's everybody got a record. What difference does that make? You can't go around pinning crimes on people just because they
Of course it's true and he knows it.
Listen, Matt. If you don't tell the truth, I can't help you. Where were you last night?
You were right, Mr. Dickson! Brown didn't have anything to do with it. Here's your man.
Why, you must be crazy. I've known this man for years.
He's just confessed. He's been mixed up with the toughest gangsters in town.
My wife? What's she got to do with you?
No wonder he didn't want to mention her name.
You're lying!
Don't worry, Mr. Dickson. We'll find out whether he's telling the truth. I'll have a man from headquarters check up on it right away.
You don't want to check up on anybody. I'll do all the checking up. Wait a minute.
It's all right. Thanks.
And what's more, keep up the good work and who knows some day you'll be the fellow sitting behind that desk . . . Not a bad thought, eh?
What's the matter? You don't seem very excited about it.
Sure, I think it's swell.
Say, come on. Show a little enthusiasm. What's the matter? Are you sick or something? Go on, fake it even if it isn't real.
Aw, I'm sorry, Mr. Dickson. It's just kind of sudden, that's all. Sure, I'm excited. I think it's great. Only, well, you've done so much for me already . . . I'll never be able to thank you enough.
Aw, go on, forget it. You came through, didn't you? That's all I wanted. A lot of them didn't think you would. You don't know how much satisfaction it's been to me. It's been swell. Well, when are you and Helen going to get married?
Well, I
I suppose you want me to fix that up for you too, eh?
I already told him I was home.
There you are.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Matt, do you realize you're up against something? You're being charged with murder. It's serious, son. Now come on, I know you didn't do it. But we've got to make them believe it. Come on, tell the truth, where were you last night?
I can't tell you.
No. I won't.
You're protecting somebody.
No, I'm not Mr. Dickson!
Yes, you are. You're protecting somebody. Now listen, it doesn't make any difference who it is. It can't be as important as this. Now come on, tell me. Where were you last night? Come on, don't be a fool. Matt, you trust me, don't you?
We haven't got much time left, Mr. Dickson. We've got to do something quick or it'll be too late.
Why wouldn't you tell me where you were last night?
You're not giving up, are you, Mr. Dickson?
Were you in Cluett's apartment?
Oh, I can explain about that later. You're losing your bank don't you realize what that means?
Was Mrs. Dickson there?
Listen, Mr. Dickson, don't let them lick you just because a couple of big shots turned you down. You've got more friends than anybody in this town. Little guys guys who wouldn't be in business if it weren't for you. All you've got to do is
Wait a minute. Answer my question. Was Mrs. Dickson there?
Well . . . uh . . . I . . .
She was, wasn't she? How long has this been going on? Do you know?
Aw, I don't know what you're talking about. All I know is that you're losing your bank and
All right. That's all. Please, Matt.
I want you both to take the day off. Go downtown and get a license and get married right away!
But I haven't . . .
I don't want to hear any more about it. If you don't get married, I'll fire both of you.
Helen, while you're downtown, you might stop in and make reservations for the bridal suite on the Berengaria sailing next week.
Gee, thanks, Mr. Dickson
Wait a minute. Where's your uniform?
I haven't any.
You haven't got a uniform?
No, sir.
My goodness, you ought to have a uniform. How much does one cost?
Why, I don't know.
You see Sampson. Tell him I sent you. You've got to have a uniform.
Oh, make that uniform blue.
Yes, sir.
Well, well, well got your uniform, eh?
Yes, sir.
Looks good. How much did it cost?
I don't know. Mr. Sampson bought it for me.
Good morning, Mrs. Pembroke.
Good morning, Mr. Dickson.
Got my letter?
Yes, thank you.
Hello, Helen.
Mr. Dickson?
Ah, Mrs. Pembroke. I spoke to Mr. Schaffer at the Guaranty. He's going to take care of that mortgage for you . . .
But, Mr. Dickson, I thought you were going to take care of the mortgage. I only want ten thousand. The property is worth sixty.
Mr. Schaffer will take good care of you. He'll give you fifteen maybe twenty . . .
Yes?
Helen, I'm going to Philadelphia, just as soon as the bank closes. Make all the arrangements, will you?
Yes, sir.
Yes?
Mr. Sampson . . .
All right. Send him in.
Helen!
Yes?
Get Mrs. Dickson on the phone.
Good morning.
Helen, you're becoming more beautiful every day. What are we going to do about it?
I don't know.
Guess we'll just have to sacrifice the bank. When are you and Matt going to get married?
Why well, I
Ummm. Stalling, eh? Anything new?
Why, the directors are waiting for you in the board room.
Directors, eh? Long faces?
Longer.
I haven't got any new stories for them this morning, either.
Helen, tell Matt I want to see him.
Yes, sir.
Oh, Mr. Dickson they're going to arrest Matt. They think he did it!
Where is he now?
In Mr. Sampson's office.
Now don't you worry about it.
Come on in here, Helen. Bring your book. I want some numbers to try to get some action. Get Parker at the UnionLeeds the Exchange . . . Winslow and old man Harris at the Home Mortgage. Snap into it, Helen. Just as quick as you can.

If he can do it, yes.

Why, certainly he can. Matt, now all you've got to do is tell them where you were last night, between twelve and twelvethirty, and everything will be all right.

That's what he says. I got a man from headquarters checking up on it now.

Good. You've got nothing to worry about. Soon as the report comes in, you'll be released. And listen, don't talk so loud. Take it easy. Coast a little.

All I know is the bank's been robbed and a murder's been committed. The way I see it, Brown here looks guilty.

What are you talking about? He had no more to do with it than you did.

Maybe. But I'm taking no chances. Why, this kid's got a record.

So have you. So have I. So's everybody got a record. What difference does that make? You can't go around pinning crimes on people just because they

Of course it's true and he knows it.

Listen, Matt. If you don't tell the truth, I can't help you. Where were you last night?

You were right, Mr. Dickson! Brown didn't have anything to do with it. Here's your man.

Why, you must be crazy. I've known this man for years.

He's just confessed. He's been mixed up with the toughest gangsters in town.

My wife? What's she got to do with you?

No wonder he didn't want to mention her name.

You're lying!

Don't worry, Mr. Dickson. We'll find out whether he's telling the truth. I'll have a man from headquarters check up on it right away.

You don't want to check up on anybody. I'll do all the checking up. Wait a minute.

It's all right. Thanks.

And what's more, keep up the good work and who knows some day you'll be the fellow sitting behind that desk . . . Not a bad thought, eh?

What's the matter? You don't seem very excited about it.

Sure, I think it's swell.

Say, come on. Show a little enthusiasm. What's the matter? Are you sick or something? Go on, fake it even if it isn't real.

Aw, I'm sorry, Mr. Dickson. It's just kind of sudden, that's all. Sure, I'm excited. I think it's great. Only, well, you've done so much for me already . . . I'll never be able to thank you enough.

Aw, go on, forget it. You came through, didn't you? That's all I wanted. A lot of them didn't think you would. You don't know how much satisfaction it's been to me. It's been swell. Well, when are you and Helen going to get married?

Well, I

I suppose you want me to fix that up for you too, eh?

I already told him I was home.

There you are.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Matt, do you realize you're up against something? You're being charged with murder. It's serious, son. Now come on, I know you didn't do it. But we've got to make them believe it. Come on, tell the truth, where were you last night?

I can't tell you.

No. I won't.

You're protecting somebody.

No, I'm not Mr. Dickson!

Yes, you are. You're protecting somebody. Now listen, it doesn't make any difference who it is. It can't be as important as this. Now come on, tell me. Where were you last night? Come on, don't be a fool. Matt, you trust me, don't you?

We haven't got much time left, Mr. Dickson. We've got to do something quick or it'll be too late.

Why wouldn't you tell me where you were last night?

You're not giving up, are you, Mr. Dickson?

Were you in Cluett's apartment?

Oh, I can explain about that later. You're losing your bank don't you realize what that means?

Was Mrs. Dickson there?

Listen, Mr. Dickson, don't let them lick you just because a couple of big shots turned you down. You've got more friends than anybody in this town. Little guys guys who wouldn't be in business if it weren't for you. All you've got to do is

Wait a minute. Answer my question. Was Mrs. Dickson there?

Well . . . uh . . . I . . .

She was, wasn't she? How long has this been going on? Do you know?

Aw, I don't know what you're talking about. All I know is that you're losing your bank and

All right. That's all. Please, Matt.

I want you both to take the day off. Go downtown and get a license and get married right away!

But I haven't . . .

I don't want to hear any more about it. If you don't get married, I'll fire both of you.

Helen, while you're downtown, you might stop in and make reservations for the bridal suite on the Berengaria sailing next week.

Gee, thanks, Mr. Dickson

Wait a minute. Where's your uniform?

I haven't any.

You haven't got a uniform?

No, sir.

My goodness, you ought to have a uniform. How much does one cost?

Why, I don't know.

You see Sampson. Tell him I sent you. You've got to have a uniform.

Oh, make that uniform blue.

Yes, sir.

Well, well, well got your uniform, eh?

Yes, sir.

Looks good. How much did it cost?

I don't know. Mr. Sampson bought it for me.

Good morning, Mrs. Pembroke.

Good morning, Mr. Dickson.

Got my letter?

Yes, thank you.

Hello, Helen.

Mr. Dickson?

Ah, Mrs. Pembroke. I spoke to Mr. Schaffer at the Guaranty. He's going to take care of that mortgage for you . . .

But, Mr. Dickson, I thought you were going to take care of the mortgage. I only want ten thousand. The property is worth sixty.

Mr. Schaffer will take good care of you. He'll give you fifteen maybe twenty . . .

Yes?

Helen, I'm going to Philadelphia, just as soon as the bank closes. Make all the arrangements, will you?

Yes, sir.

Yes?

Mr. Sampson . . .

All right. Send him in.

Helen!

Yes?

Get Mrs. Dickson on the phone.

Good morning.

Helen, you're becoming more beautiful every day. What are we going to do about it?

I don't know.

Guess we'll just have to sacrifice the bank. When are you and Matt going to get married?

Why well, I

Ummm. Stalling, eh? Anything new?

Why, the directors are waiting for you in the board room.

Directors, eh? Long faces?

Longer.

I haven't got any new stories for them this morning, either.

Helen, tell Matt I want to see him.

Yes, sir.

Oh, Mr. Dickson they're going to arrest Matt. They think he did it!

Where is he now?

In Mr. Sampson's office.

Now don't you worry about it.

Come on in here, Helen. Bring your book. I want some numbers to try to get some action. Get Parker at the UnionLeeds the Exchange . . . Winslow and old man Harris at the Home Mortgage. Snap into it, Helen. Just as quick as you can.