Double Indemnity

and maybe he was a little
better than he sounded.

But right then it gave me a nasty feeling
to be thinking about them at all

with that briefcase right behind
my head and her father's signature in it.

And what that signature meant.
He was a dead pigeon.
It was only a question of time,
not much time at then.

You know that big market
up on Los Feliz, Keyes?

That's the place Phyllis
and I had picked for a meeting place.

I already had most of the plan in my head,
but a lot of details had to be worked out.

And she had to know them
all by heart, when the time came.

We had to be very careful from now on.
We couldn't let anybody
see us together.

We couldn't even talk
to each other on the telephone.

Not from her house
or at my office anyway.

So she used to be in the market
every morning about 11 o'clock buying stuff.

And I could sort of run into
her there any day I wanted to.

Sort of accidentally on purpose.
- Walter, I ....
- Not so loud.

I wanted to talk to you
ever since yesterday.

Let me talk first.
It's all set. The accident policy
came through. I've got it in my pocket.

I got his check too.
I saw him down in the oil fields.
He thought he was paying
for the auto insurance.

The check's just made out
to the company. It could be for anything.

But you have to send a check
for the auto insurance, see.

It's all right that way,
because one of the cars is in your name.

Quick, open your bag.
- Can you get into his safe deposit box?
- Yes. We both have keys.

Fine. But don't put the policy in there yet.
I'll tell you when.

- And remember, you never touched it
or even saw it, understand?

- I'm not a fool.
- Okay. When is he taking the train?

- That's just it. He isn't going.
- What?

That's what I've been trying to tell you.
The trip is off.

What's happened?
Mister, could you reach me
that package of baby food?

That one up there!
I don't know why they always have
to put what I want on the top shelf.