Murder, My Sweet
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1:01:07
You haven't got a razor, have you?
1:01:09
Never mind. I'll have to stop at my place,
anyway. This suit's beginning to crawl.

1:01:13
I think I've got another one
under the mattress.

1:01:18
- I'm a little beat for this kind of work.
- You know, I think you're nuts.

1:01:22
You go barging around
without a clear idea of what you're doing.

1:01:26
Everybody bats you down,
smacks you over the head...

1:01:29
fills you full of stuff...
1:01:30
and you keep right on hitting
between tackle and end.

1:01:33
I don't think you even know
which side you're on.

1:01:37
I don't know which side anybody's on.
I don't even know who's playing today.

1:01:41
Whatever's happening,
you must believe in Father.

1:01:44
- He's no match for anybody.
- Take it easy.

1:01:46
Randall probably picked up a scent
leading from Marriott to Helen.

1:01:49
He may not have reached your father.
Anyway, we'll know soon.

1:01:53
Skip the water and make that with scotch.
Save time.

1:02:12
He must be in his workshop.
1:02:25
Father.
1:02:27
- What are you going to do?
- I don't know. I was frightened.

1:02:32
- I am frightened.
- The police been here?

1:02:35
- Yes. What's it all about?
- We don't know yet.

1:02:38
Did they talk to your wife?
1:02:40
No. She's not been here
since yesterday morning. I thought...

1:02:44
- Has she been with you?
- What did they have to say?

1:02:48
They seemed interested principally
in our beach house.

1:02:51
It was rented to Mr. Marriott
indirectly through my bank.

1:02:54
That probably held up Randall
a couple of days.

1:02:57
- Okay. Let's have a look at it.
- Don't go to the beach house.


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