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1:11:02
- Hello.
- Lieutenant Doyle, sir?

1:11:04
Speaking. yeah.
1:11:09
Alright.
1:11:11
I see. Thank you...
Goodbye.

1:11:14
Coffee will be ready soon.
1:11:16
Jeff, aren't you going to tell him
about the jewellery?

1:11:18
Jewellery?
1:11:20
He's got his wife's jewellery hidden
in his clothes in the bedroom there.

1:11:23
- You sure it belonged to his wife?
- It was in her favourite handbag.

1:11:26
Mr Doyle, that can only lead
to one conclusion.

1:11:29
Namely?
1:11:30
That it was not Mrs Thorwald that
left with him yesterday morning.

1:11:34
You figured that out, eh?
1:11:35
It's simply that women
don't leave their jewellery behind

1:11:38
When they go on a trip.
1:11:40
Come on, Tom. You don't really need
any of this information, do you?

1:11:50
As a matter of fact, I don't.
1:11:58
Lars Thorwald is no more
a murderer than I am.

1:12:05
You can explain everything
that's going on over there?

1:12:09
No, and neither can you.
1:12:11
That's a secret, private world
you're looking into out there.

1:12:14
People do a lot of things in private
they couldn't do in public.

1:12:16
Like disposing of their wives?
1:12:18
Get that idea out of your mind.
It'll only lead in the wrong direction.

1:12:21
What about the knife and the saw?
1:12:24
- Did you ever own a saw?
- Well, at home in the garage I had -

1:12:28
How many people
did you cut up with it?

1:12:30
Or with the couple hundred knives
you've owned in your lifetime?

1:12:35
Your logic is backward.
1:12:37
You can't ignore the disappearance
and the trunk and the jewellery.

1:12:40
I checked the railroad station.
He bought a ticket.

1:12:43
Ten minutes later,
he put his wife on the train.

1:12:45
Destination: Merritsville.
The witnesses are that deep.

1:12:48
That might have been a woman, but
it couldn't have been Mrs Thorwald.

1:12:51
- That jewellery
- Look, Miss Fremont.

1:12:53
That feminine intuition stuff
sells magazines

1:12:56
But in real life, it's still a fairy tale.
1:12:59
I don't know how many
wasted years I've spent,


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