:34:04
No.
:34:08
Now, are you convinced?
:34:12
I think so.
:34:14
Well, I'm not.
:34:16
You f orgot my hands. I could scratch
his eyes out bef ore he could kill me.
:34:22
But you didn't. Your instinct
was to try to loosen his grip.
:34:26
That's where you lost,
like Mildred did.
:34:29
-You've given this a lot of thought.
-I've had a lot of experience in this.
:34:34
I've killed dozens of people,
in pictures.
:34:39
No, I didn't do it.
:34:41
I could never throw a lovely body
f rom a moving car.
:34:45
My artistic temperament
wouldn't permit it.
:34:47
No, naturally.
:34:49
Creative artists have a respect f or
cadavers. We treat them with reverence.
:34:54
Put them in soft beds, lay them on f ur
rugs, at the f oot of a staircase...
:34:59
...but we could never throw them f rom
a car like cigarette butts.
:35:04
No. What would Emily Post say?
:35:06
And having conf used you,
I have to go.
:35:09
Don't go. It's only 10:00.
:35:11
It's past my bedtime.
Besides, I have a late date.
:35:14
-May I come again?
-Often.
:35:16
Thank you.
:35:18
Give Lochner a report
on my theory of the murder.
:35:21
-Do you think he would want me to?
-I would.
:35:24
Tell him to look f or a man like me
without my artistic temperament.
:35:29
Which may or may not be phoney.
:35:31
I'll walk down with you.
:35:33
-Next time we'll skip the murder kick.
-Can I depend on it?
:35:37
Sure. Bring a girl.
Give us another chance.
:35:47
-Quite an evening.
-Yes.
:35:51
-What do you think?
-I'm glad you're not a genius.
:35:55
-He's a sick man, Brub.
-No, he isn't.
:35:57
-There's something wrong with him.
-He's like that. He's ex citing.