Murder, My Sweet
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:19:18
He was doubled up on his face...
:19:20
in that bag-of-old-clothes position
that always means the same thing:

:19:25
He had been killed by an amateur...
:19:27
or by somebody who wanted it
to look like an amateur job.

:19:32
Nobody else would hit a man
that many times with a sap.

:19:43
The oftener you go over it,
the sillier it sounds.

:19:46
You know nothing about Marriott, how
much money he had, or what it was for.

:19:50
Trusting soul, wasn't he?
Letting you carry the payoff.

:19:53
Sorry I don't have it.
After I beat Marriott's brains out...

:19:56
and just before I hit myself on the back
of the head, I hid it under a bush.

:20:01
Supposing a jewel outfit got the idea
of using a detective as a utility man...

:20:05
for contacts and payoffs.
:20:07
Suppose they ran out of uses for him.
:20:09
They might try
to hang a murder around his neck.

:20:12
Great.
:20:13
Now I'm a finger for a heist mob.
Also I'm Jack the Ripper.

:20:16
Look, I try to be helpful.
:20:18
I get up off the nice cold ground
and walk five miles to a phone...

:20:21
right after having my head treated.
:20:23
I lead you to the body instead of
letting you find it next Christmas.

:20:27
I tell you all I know, four times!
:20:29
It sounds screwy. All right, it is screwy.
:20:31
Sometimes I'm not smart,
but it's all I know.

:20:34
I'm tired of listening to your bum guesses.
:20:36
Either book me or let me go home.
:20:38
Getting personal,
I don't like looking at you, either.

:20:41
I don't like sitting here.
I'd much rather be home in bed, too.

:20:44
I'd rather dig eggshells out of garbage
cans than pry information out of you.

:20:48
- I get it. You don't like me.
- No. I never have, and I never will.

:20:51
You're a not a detective,
you're a slot machine.

:20:54
You'd slit your own throat for six bits.
:20:56
- Now, look...
- All I want from you is silence.

:20:58
One false move, and you'll be locked up
as a material witness.


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