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Mr. McQueen.
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Since our last conversation,
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I have learned the true identity
of your late employer.
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You don't say.
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Ratchett was, as you yourself
suspected, merely an alias.
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He was, in fact, Cassetti.
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The gangster who masterminded
the kidnapping and killing
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of little Daisy Armstrong.
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You had no idea of this?
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Oh, no, sir.
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If I had, I'd have cut off my right hand
so I couldn't type his lousy letters.
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And I'd have killed him with my left.
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You feel you could've done
the good deed yourself?
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It seems like I'm kind of
incriminating myself.
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I should be more inclined
to suspect you, Mr. McQueen,
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if you displayed an inordinate sorrow
at your employer's decease.
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Sorrow?
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My dad, my father,
was the district attorney, yeah,
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who handled the Armstrong case.
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Mrs. Armstrong and her husband
came to our house twice
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for advice about the ransom money.
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She was gentle and frightened.
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But not too frightened to take
an interest in a young man
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who wanted to go on the stage.
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She even said she'd write to...
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She died before
she got around to that.
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She was as helpful
to me as a...
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Well, a mother.
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Forgive a Freudian question.
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- Do you love your mother?
- I did.
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She died when I was 8.
An impressionable age.
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- Why do you ask?
- We shared a compartment
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on the first night of our journey.
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You cried out to your mother
twice in your sleep.
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Did I?
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I still dream about her.
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Go on. Tell me.
I'm emotionally retarded.
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Tell me that's why
I never married.
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I am not here to tell you anything,
Mr. McQueen. You are here to tell me.