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And so long as you do not jeopardize
All right, let's go.
For heaven sakes, doesn't anybody
Mr. Slater?
Just the truth.
Not long enough to give Slater the chance to tell you
Mr. Mason...
SECRETARY: I'm sorry, Mr. Lane.
relieving my clients of all responsibility
and are both represented by Mr. Mason.
Uh, the defendants, Miss Nulty and Miss Martell.
( dramatic theme playing )
Did you just leave police headquarters?
Uh, Miss Martell...
deep into the middle of the refuse can.
When he hits that ceiling, he'll have a phone with him.
and tried to trap him.
Do you anticipate a prolonged cross-examination?
Mine?
I only want to follow her movements
We'll try it.
and got down in the lobby.
Nothing. Except what Eva Martell told me over the phone.
I think it's time we got some advice on that, Eva.
Did you then try to reach him again at that apartment?
All right, Mr. Mason.
No deal, Perry. You just struck out.
That Miss Martell is a doll.
Yes.
How long to take advantage of the gun, already loaded?
Oh, no.
if we go to the beauty parlor and the supermarket
At which time I returned with the manager
and your chaperon $25 a day...
and I had a perfect opportunity of finding out.
But nobody leaves me. Nobody quits me.
did you go to the city morgue?
Oh, no. No, sir.
She's studying music,
You do look a great deal like Miss Martell.
Will they go back to the apartment now?
that the murder took place prior to 1:20,
then pack your things and get out.
he made us put them in a shopping bag
to give the police all the information they had.
And what would you do if he wanted Mrs. Reynolds
I want Mrs. Reynolds to come to my office,
At five after 5,
( dramatic theme playing )
Only a few minutes.
You did that just fine. Who was it?
The one she tried to dispose of.
What?
And I'm not gonna tell you who, Mr. Mason.
Shh! In the bedroom.
Then forget about Eva Martell
"of financial loss of any sort,
I have.
Goodbye, Mr. Mason.
Then one of them took off.
and I went to Wilson's Grill
Miss Nulty's gun.
Without being observed,
but I did talk to him over the phone.
Helen Reynolds' husband?
Oh. They won't let me in to see him.
it's just that--
All right, what lawyer?
Della?