This is the Inner Sanctum.
A strange, fantastic world
controlled by a mass
of living, pulsating flesh,
the mind.
It destroys, distorts,
creates monsters,
commits murder.
Yes.
Even you, without knowing,
can commit murder.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Relax.
You're tired.
Very tired.
Relax.
Sleep.
She's asleep now, Doctor.
Listen to me.
Listen closely.
You can speak.
You can speak.
You will speak.
Speak.
Frank.
She spoke.
She said something.
Who is Frank?
He is no good.
I'm not interested
in his character.
Who is he?
Marion fell in love with him.
He was a bad influence.
We forced them to separate.
She took the automobile.
They said she drank...
Marion never drank.
And then
there was the accident.
From then on,
she hasn't said a word.
She's a victim
of voluntary paralysis.
It's not uncommon.
Get her and the boy together,
and I'm sure
she will soon speak.
But I told you
he was no good.
He's a bad influence.
Perhaps he is, but at the
moment he's the only cure.
It seems impossible.
Nothing is impossible
where the mind is concerned.
This girl loves that boy.
Let her settle
her own problems.
Don't you see that in order
to hurt you she's hurt herself?
You're very fortunate.
I've known cases, many of
them, one quite recently,
where the girl despised her
mother, wanted to kill her.
She couldn't,
so she killed herself instead.
You might call that
murder indirectly.
This is a milder form.
I'd advise you
to bring them together.
All right, Marion, wake up.
How do you feel, Marion?
Come on, dear.
I'll expect to hear from you
sometime next week.
It's all right.
It's all right.
Neurology.
Neurology.
The results
are beyond imagination.
To penetrate man's mind
intrigues me more and more.
Even after
eight years of practice,
it's still fascinating.
And there's satisfaction
in being successful.
Successful?
Yes, with everyone but myself.
My personal life is a failure.
After two years
of marriage to Maria,
it's no go.
We were terribly in love
from the moment we met.
At least I was.
She certainly fooled me.
So beautiful.
She wore a perfect mask.
I couldn't see beyond it.
Dr. Mark Steele,
eminent neurologist,
can't read
his own wife's mind.
Everybody else could.
Everybody else did.
Even Stella knows it.
She probably knew it
the day I married Maria.
Stella's a fine person.
She's not only a nurse,
she's my co-worker
and confidante.
I depend on her more and more.
5:00.
How I wish the hands
would never move.
My work keeps me occupied,
I don't think of myself.
Now I've got
to go home to her.
I dread it.
But I must face it.
It's bad to run away
from things you fear.
They mustn't be
allowed to beat you.
Goodnight, Doctor.
See you in the morning.
Her grip is so firm,
her hand so cool,
as if she wanted
to tell me something.
Thank you, Stella.
Where is she, Bryant?
Mrs. Steele left word
that she would be detained.
Dining alone.
Large table, six empty chairs.
One man.
No, I'm not alone.
She keeps staring at me
all the time.
I never understood
the modern school of painting.
It was a joke to me.
But now I begin to respect
the man for whom she sat.
He has caught one thing in Maria
that she was able to hide from me.
Those eyes.
Mean eyes, selfish.
They really portray her soul.
Yes? Dr. Steele?
What's wrong?
Why, nothing.
I merely just called
to discuss that Jennings case.
I thought we'd better...
Why should anything be wrong?
Well, it's 3:00, Doctor.
Are you sure you're all right?
Of course, I'm all right.
Oh, I had no idea
it was so late, Stella.
I'm sorry.
I'll see you in the morning.
Goodbye.
For hours
I've been sitting here,
never conscious of the time,
and still Maria
hasn't returned.
I hate her.
Maria.
Oh, it's you.
What are you doing,
spying on me?
Well,
why don't you say something?
Spying. Always spying.
Maria, I want to talk to you.
You must listen to reason.
I know just what
you're going to say.
You poor fool,
do you think I'm stupid?
Stop it.
Stop it!
Stop it!
Take your hands off me!
Maria, we can't
go on like this.
You'd like to get away
from me, wouldn't you?
But you can't.
I like my title.
A doctor's wife.
I have money, position,
and there's nothing
you can do about it.
No, Doctor,
there's nothing you can do.
I'm not so sure.
Not murder, Doctor.
You haven't the courage.
I wonder.
Good morning, Doctor.
Good morning, Stella.
I'm sorry about
that call last night.
I didn't realize
that it was so late.
Oh, I understand.
There's something that I have
to talk to you about, Stella.
I had another row
with my wife last night.
Why are you telling me this?
Because for the first time,
Maria made me realize that...
Oh, Stella, we're adult.
This business of hiding the truth from
one another, that's not being honest.
But there's nothing
we can do about it.
No, I guess there isn't.
Good afternoon, Doctor.
I didn't expect you so soon.
Bryant, where is Mrs. Steele?
I don't know, sir.
Where is she?
Mrs. Steele said something, I believe,
about going away for the weekend.
I'm sorry, Bryant. That's
all right, sir, I understand.
Mark!
What are you
doing here so early?
Oh, just look at yourself.
This is a fine way
to start the week.
The week?
Is this Monday?
Of course it is.
Monday. And I don't
even remember coming here.
Mark, are you ill?
I don't know.
Something must be wrong.
I remember leaving the house
Saturday afternoon.
From then on,
everything is a blank.
You've got to help me.
I guess I must be ill.
Please don't worry, Mark.
We'll work this out.
Now, you sit right down there, and
I'll get you something to fix you up.
Go on, sit down.
Saturday afternoon.
Sunday.
Where was I?
I've got to recall.
I left the house,
got into the car,
I drove.
Drove.
Here, take this.
It'll help you.
Oh, no, thanks, Stella,
I never use them.
Maria?
Must be.
Nothing like this
ever happened before.
We had an argument and...
Stella, do you know that I
couldn't even tie my own shoelaces?
Bryant had to do it for me.
And now all this.
Well, I'm calling off your
appointments for this morning.
You're going to the gym. A good
rub and a shower will do you good.
No, Stella,
that won't be necessary.
I'll be all right. Thanks.
Mark, there are
two men outside.
Detectives.
Detectives?
Yes, and I don't think
it's a professional call.
Well, we'll soon see.
Yes, gentlemen?
We'd like to see you alone,
Doctor.
I'm sorry, but Miss Madden is
always present at my interviews.
Okay. When did you last see your
wife? What are you talking about?
Murder.
Your wife's been killed.
Where is she?
When did it happen?
At your lodge.
Sometime during the weekend.
Better come along with us,
identify the body.
I'll be right with you.
Won't you be seated?
Excuse me.
Mark,
you mustn't say a word.
You were with me
Saturday and Sunday.
That's why Stella
is so worried.
I have no alibi.
Don't even know where I was.
It's horrible.
Oh, this whole thing, it's
ridiculous... Please do as I say.
We'll talk about it later.
All right, Stella.
She's in the house, Doc.
Any statement to make, Doc?
Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm Inspector Gregg, Doctor.
Where is she?
She's in the bedroom.
Must have been
quite a struggle.
Hello, Doc.
You don't remember me.
No.
I worked at the clinic.
Killed
with a blunt instrument.
Skull crushed.
Yeah, acid.
Maria's face,
it's horrible.
I can't recognize her.
Beautiful Maria.
Her mask destroyed.
She must have
suffered terribly.
A button.
Doctor.
I hope you'll excuse me for
questioning you at this time,
but it's important.
Did she have any enemies
that you know of?
Why, no.
There was a man with her.
The gas attendant down the way
gave us his description.
Do you know who he was?
I have no idea.
The description resembles you.
Pretty messy throwing acid
in a woman's face,
then killing her.
Motive could be jealousy.
What do you think, Doctor?
I wasn't jealous of my wife!
No offense, Doctor,
but under the circumstances,
wife, strange man,
the lodge...
If you want me for any further
questioning, you'll find me at my office.
Stella, who?
Who could have committed
such a terrible crime?
Her face!
If the motive was robbery,
why the acid?
No criminal would use...
No, only a person with a distorted
mind could have done such a thing.
The inspector said
something about jealousy.
Stella, I know
he thinks I did it.
But that's impossible.
I found this
near the body.
Why didn't you
give it to the police?
Oh, I don't know. I guess
I forgot in the excitement.
Wait a minute.
This might reveal something.
So that's where I'd been
Saturday and Sunday.
The debacle in the cabin.
I killed Maria.
Mark. Mark.
It's so clear now.
The shoelaces.
My lapse of memory.
Maria drove me to it.
My subconscious had rebelled.
Stella, I killed Maria.
Call the police.
You can't, Mark. You can't.
You can't condemn yourself
without a trial.
You've got to remember.
Think, Mark, think.
Where did you go when
you left the house Saturday?
I can't remember.
I can't remember.
Those two days
are a total blank.
I'll get it.
Hello? Yes.
You've...
Oh, but that's impossible.
What happened, Mark?
They found the man
who murdered Maria.
Yes, Inspector,
I'll be right down.
Goodbye.
I'm so happy.
It doesn't seem true.
They've captured the man.
To think that
I had almost condemned myself.
It's such a relief.
But the button,
how did it get there?
So that's the accused man.
Robert Duval, the architect.
Looks like the man I saw Maria
kiss that night in the car.
His features
are strong and clean.
He doesn't look at all
like a criminal.
It's hard to believe.
Dr. Steele,
you've got to believe me,
I didn't kill Maria.
I loved her.
Maria and I were very much in
love with each other, I thought.
There's nothing in the world
I wouldn't do for her.
Then, suddenly she began
to lie, to lead me on.
She said that she was going
to leave you.
I believed her.
And then, out at the cabin,
it turned out to be
another one of her lies.
She admitted
that she loved me,
but she refused to give up her
security, her position in society.
She was drunk.
We quarreled, and I left.
And that was the last
I saw of her.
After that, I drove all night.
The police didn't believe me.
I had no proof.
They won't give me a chance,
Dr. Steele.
You've got to help me.
I believe you.
Duval, as an individual,
I'm not interested in you.
But as a human being,
I feel it my duty to help you.
All right, Duval.
I agree with you, Doctor.
I don't think Duval is guilty,
either.
You know what I think?
What?
I think you killed your wife.
How could you do it?
Maria was so beautiful.
You robbed her of her life.
You knew my wife?
Now, Doctor,
how would I know your wife?
I'm sorry,
but he's busy.
You'll have to
make an appointment.
I've got to see him.
I'll call you when he's free.
Please.
If you give me your number,
Mrs. Duval, perhaps tomorrow.
Never mind.
What is it, Miss Madden?
Are you Dr. Steele?
This is Mrs. Duval,
Doctor.
I told her you were busy,
that I'd make an appointment.
Doctor,
I've got to see you.
Why, of course.
Now, Mrs. Duval.
Dr. Steele, I had to talk
to you. There was...
That'll be all, Miss Madden.
I'll ring if I need you.
Doctor, you've got
to help my husband.
He told me
he talked to you.
He isn't guilty.
I know he isn't.
I swear it.
I had to talk to someone.
I'm alone. You don't
know what it means to...
Go on now.
Tell me all about yourself.
We'd been married
happily 10 years.
Then he came to me one day and
told me he didn't love me anymore.
There was a woman. He
wouldn't tell me who she was.
He wanted to marry her.
I couldn't give him up, Dr.
Steele. I thought he'd get over it.
He didn't.
He started out of the house,
I ran after him.
When I got to the head
of the stairs, I stumbled.
When I woke up, I was in
the hospital, paralyzed.
I've been this way
for a year now.
Bob and I were miserable.
Saturday,
we talked things over.
He told me
he was going to the woman.
Dr. Willard, my physician, had told me
the day before I wouldn't walk again.
I didn't want to ruin
Bob's life,
having to wheel me
around like a baby.
So I told him
he could do as he pleased.
Then he came over
and kissed me
for the first time
in a long while.
He left and...
The next thing I knew,
he'd been accused of murder.
Oh, Dr. Steele,
you've got to help us.
When this is all over, we'll be
happy again. Just the two of us.
Oh, I know I'm not as
beautiful as your wife, but...
Mrs. Duval, I understand
what you've been through.
And I promise that I'll do
everything in my power to help you.
Dr. Steele, you don't know
what he means to me.
He's all I've got.
I know. You have my word.
Thank you, Dr. Steele.
I'll call you
in a day or two.
Miss Madden.
It was a pure case
of circumstantial evidence.
Duval didn't have a chance.
There are only two of us.
I'm certain he's innocent.
That leaves me the guilty one.
Not murder.
You haven't the courage.
I didn't kill Maria.
Not murder.
I didn't kill Maria.
I didn't kill Maria.
I didn't kill Maria.
Not murder.
I didn't kill Maria.
I didn't kill Maria.
I didn't kill Maria.
Stop it! Stop it!
What's the matter, Doctor?
Nerves or conscience?
What are you doing here?
Oh, I had a hunch.
I believe if you follow
a guilty man long enough,
no matter how he tries, or where
he hides, he's bound to break.
Why don't you confess?
I don't know what you mean.
Oh, you don't, huh?
You've always experimented
with life, Doctor.
You've gone beyond life,
into the brain,
the subconscious.
Pretty dangerous
invading the unknown.
You learn strange things.
You think of strange things.
I understand you even do.
Exactly what do you mean?
An innocent man
is going to die, Doctor.
Oh, you'll confess
sooner or later,
because you can't
escape your conscience.
Already,
it's beginning to bother you.
Why don't you confess now?
You're mad.
Mad? No.
No, Doctor.
Did it ever occur to you
that perhaps you are?
No. Everybody else is.
That's what all of you think.
You know, Doctor, it isn't
death that frightens men.
It's waiting.
Anticipation.
Your conscience haunting you
in your sleep,
in your dreams.
Get out!
It's so easy.
Just a few little words.
That's all it'd take.
Get out!
Sorry, Doctor.
Was it expensive?
Must be your nerves.
I'd check that.
I've got to find out.
Self-hypnosis. Yes.
That's the only way.
I'll attempt
to put myself under.
If I succeed,
you start the recorder,
then question me
about what happened
from Saturday afternoon on.
Keep repeating
and repeating until I reply.
Understand?
Relax.
Relax.
I'm tired.
Very tired.
My eyes are getting heavy.
I'm going to sleep.
Going to...
Think, Mark, think.
You're completely relaxed.
It's all so clear.
Think now, Mark.
You drove.
Then what happened?
Who are you?
Inspector Gregg. You must have heard
of me. Hasn't the Doctor told you?
Please, he's asleep.
Using his own medicine?
He didn't do it. Please
believe me. We have proof.
Wait a minute,
I'll wake him.
You're sending an innocent man
to the chair.
You know
the Doctor killed his wife.
You know how he hated her.
You like him, don't you?
But you'll never be
happy with him.
You'll despise him
after a while,
and Duval will always
loom up before you.
Tell me what you know.
He's innocent. I know he is.
Mark, wake up. Mark!
What are you doing here?
How did you get in?
He's trying to blame you.
He wants me to help him.
Don't try to fight it, Doctor.
It has to come.
Don't listen to him, Mark.
You didn't do it.
You told me so yourself.
It's on the recording.
I told you what happened
last Saturday and Sunday?
Yes.
I got into the car,
drove directly to the lodge.
I found Maria there.
She was alone.
She was drunk.
She accused me
of following her.
We argued.
I pushed her away, ran out.
As I got into my car,
through the rearview mirror,
I saw Duval enter the house.
He must have
hidden behind the tree
when he first
heard my approach.
Disgusted,
I drove back to my office,
took a sedative,
a little too strong.
I began to fall asleep then...
Very interesting.
What does it prove?
You saw the condition he was
in when he made the recording.
He hypnotized himself.
I helped him.
Maybe you helped him
get rid of his wife.
Leave her out of this,
or I'II...
What, kill me?
No. That isn't the solution.
Why didn't you tell me
you were at the lodge?
I didn't know it.
Amnesia, Doctor?
Yes, I found him here, asleep,
the next morning.
Very convenient,
but hardly probable.
However, this interests me.
You'd call that
a subconscious voice, Doctor?
Does it always tell
the truth? Invariably.
You see, Doctor, I disagree
with you. And I'll tell you why.
You don't want to die
for more reasons than one.
I believe in the will to live,
and you want to live.
You're well-trained, Doctor.
I also believe you can
control the subconscious.
No, I'm afraid
you haven't got a chance.
Oh, I owe you
a vote of thanks, though.
You're big game, Doctor.
Makes the chase interesting.
He's mad.
Perhaps,
but not without reason.
But the record.
I know.
But the will to live,
it might be strong enough
to control the subconscious.
Stella,
I'm afraid he may be right.
Duval, you've been hiding
something from me.
You've got to tell me
the truth.
Everything.
Everything that you know.
How did you meet Maria?
What were the circumstances?
All right.
I'd been rather successful.
Then I began to gamble.
I lost everything,
everything I built up.
Fifteen years of success
went overnight.
Then I met Maria.
I didn't pay much attention to
her until your name was mentioned.
Then it suddenly dawned on me
how successful you'd been.
Go ahead.
Maria didn't mean
anything to me.
I was desperate for money.
I'd have done anything.
We went out together a few times,
and then when I was sure of her,
I told her I was in trouble.
It wasn't hard.
In a few months
she'd given me $10,000.
I thought after I got
the money that I'd leave her,
but it wasn't that simple.
She got under my skin.
I kept away from her
for a few days,
and then I realized
I loved her.
Did you return the money?
Half of it.
What about the rest?
How about the rest?
He is obviously
shielding someone.
But who? His wife?
"Governor denies
Duval reprieve.
"Duval must die. "
Stella.
Here.
Here now.
I'm sorry. I...
Stella, you've been working
too hard. You must take a rest.
I don't want to go away.
I want to be with you.
We'll be together
the rest of our lives if...
Oh, you need a rest.
You've been doing too much.
You've been my nurse, secretary,
bookkeeper, that is too much.
Now, please.
Call a girl to take care
of the office.
As a nurse, I'm afraid
I couldn't replace you.
Thank you, Doctor.
I'll have a girl here
Monday morning.
That's fine.
You know,
I've been tired, too.
Thought maybe we'd close up
the office for a few days
and take a run up
to Spring Lake.
They have excellent
fishing, boating, fresh air.
I'd love to, Mark,
but I promised
to visit my family.
I haven't seen them
in months.
Oh, I didn't know that you...
They live in Malcolm Falls,
about 70 miles
above Spring Lake.
Well, that's perfect.
I'll drive you up to Malcolm
Falls, leave you there,
then I'll come back to
Spring Lake for some fishing.
You can return by train, and
I'll see you here on Monday.
How about it?
All right.
Bill, what happened here?
I was coming down the hallway,
Doctor.
There was a blast.
Good thing I was there.
There was a couple
investigators here.
Investigators?
Yeah.
They asked me a whole
lot of questions about you.
I told them you was okay.
Thanks, Bill.
Say, you're lucky, Doctor.
A few minutes more and all
that stuff would have been gone.
I hope you're insured,
Doctor.
I'm not in the habit
of running after fires,
but when they told me at headquarters
it was here, naturally, I was interested.
Think you'll need me?
No.
Mind if I have
a look around?
The investigators
have already done that.
Well, I feel, especially
in a case like this,
that everything is a clue.
Nothing must be overlooked.
Thank you.
Doctor, just a minute. Here's
something might interest you.
You see, I wasn't wrong.
And the most innocent thing.
Acid.
Oh, by the way, wasn't
your wife disfigured by...
Sorry, Doctor.
Now, this particular...
Strange that it should
occur to you twice.
Acid, I mean.
Peculiar place for a chemical,
don't you think, Doctor?
Very clever.
Are you insinuating...
Why not? Perhaps
you had something to hide.
Well,
it was a pretty good fire.
Looks like it took
a long while to get started.
Where were you
the last few hours?
On my way back
from Spring Lake.
And when the train stopped,
you got out
and made a long-distance
telephone call to yourself.
Vibration
of the telephone bell
upset the acid,
causing it to fall.
And your little gadget
did the rest.
I hate to disillusion you,
Inspector, but I drove back.
Besides, why would I want
to burn my own office?
May I repeat myself?
Perhaps you had
something to hide.
Mark!
Mark, what happened?
Just a little fire.
Are you all right?
You're not hurt?
Of course I'm all right.
There's nothing
to worry about.
Is your office all right?
Yes. The fire
didn't get in there.
Oh, I'm glad.
Were you out of town, too?
What's that got to do with it?
A successful doctor
closes his office,
goes away on a vacation.
His nurse, too?
Now, come, Doctor.
Of course,
he needed a rest.
And you?
I went to visit my family.
Spring Lake?
Malcolm Falls.
Same route, isn't it?
Why, yes.
Yeah.
You don't mind if I use
your private phone, Doctor?
Long distance.
Supervisor, please.
This is Inspector Gregg,
headquarters.
Have there been any
long-distance calls to this number
in the last
four or five hours?
Oh, wait a minute.
This is Main 9210.
All right, I'll wait.
Routine.
I hope you don't mind.
Yes?
Yes, there was
a long-distance call.
Where from?
From Spring Lake
early this morning.
Was it a man
or a woman?
I couldn't tell.
The voices were muffled.
I couldn't distinguish whether
it was a man or a woman.
All right.
Thank you, Operator.
What is this all about?
The fire.
Well, you can't suspect us.
We weren't here.
Why don't you explain it
to her, Doctor?
It seems that the fire
started in the telephone box.
There were signs of acid.
An old trick. Should interest
the fire department.
Not hard to track down,
either.
Did the train
stop at Spring Lake?
Well, yes.
I don't suppose you got off,
did you?
On the contrary, I did.
I went to the newsstand
and bought a magazine.
Well, I'm sorry.
My apologies.
Got a match, Doctor?
Of course.
Thank you.
Mind if I keep these, Doctor?
Mark, he frightens me.
Darling, why would anyone want
to set fire to the office?
I wish I knew.
We'd better
look through the files.
I hope the books aren't burnt.
Your personal files,
they're ruined.
Canceled checks.
Home expenses.
The record of all
of Maria's bills
and my personal accounts,
destroyed.
Well, don't worry about it,
dear.
It'll make it just
that much easier for you.
Now you won't have
to break-in the new girl.
She can inaugurate
her own system.
What's wrong with me?
It's three days
since the fire.
I can't keep my mind
on my work.
The least sound
seems to upset me.
I wonder why?
What's going on out here?
Mrs. Duval was here. I told
her you couldn't be bothered.
Weren't you being
inconsiderate?
You know
what she's going through.
But you can't do
anything for her now.
Besides, it brings back
unpleasant memories.
Oh, I guess you're right.
What's the date today?
It's the 28th.
That's why Mrs. Duval
wanted to see me.
Her husband dies
tomorrow morning at 5:00.
How could
I have been so cruel?
Shall I call her back?
No, it would only
add to her injury.
I think
I'll leave early tonight.
Mark, I know how you feel.
You mustn't let it bother you.
It's a man's life.
I once took an oath
that I'd save lives.
If there was only something
I could do in this case.
Stella, I don't want
to be alone tonight.
Would you have dinner with me?
Maybe a show?
Just anything
to pass the time.
Of course, darling.
Thinking of Duval?
Are you?
Yes.
Stella,
I don't want to go home.
Let's go back to the office and sit
there until this horrible thing is over.
Waiter.
Stella looks very tired.
The strain seems
to be too much for her.
Drink?
There you are.
Stella, I don't know what I
would have done without you.
You've been so considerate.
Well, here's to...
I don't want it.
Neither do I.
I know.
I know just how you feel.
What time is it?
A few minutes to 5:00.
The evening's been so long.
Long for us, yes,
but think of Duval.
He only has
two minutes to live.
Now, only a minute and a half.
He's gone.
No more Duval.
You're tired, aren't you,
Stella?
Asleep.
Rest.
Rest.
That's it, Stella.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Stella!
Stella!
Stella!
Stella!
Stella!
I'm returning the money
that Maria gave me.
Don't be a fool.
The Doctor doesn't know
a thing about it.
I fixed the records.
We're in the clear.
Give me back your share.
I'm returning that, too.
I won't.
You've got yours, I've got
mine, and I'm going to keep it.
Oh, no, you're not.
Maria means too much to me.
Even if I have
to tell the Doctor.
Tell the Doctor?
You wouldn't dare.
I love her. I'd do anything,
even tell the Doctor.
Oh, no,
you're not going to tell him.
He belongs to me.
I planned all this.
Don't interfere.
I'll see you dead first.
What are you doing here?
You followed me.
Get out. Get out!
I hate you! Get out!
Get out! Get out!
Listen, Mark. Listen.
You drove to the lodge.
Maria was there.
She was drunk.
She accused you
of following her.
You argued.
You pushed her away
and ran out of the house.
As you got in the car,
through the rearview mirror,
you saw Duval enter
the house. Do you hear?
You saw Duval
enter the house.
Now, repeat what I said.
Do you hear?
Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
Now, please. Get a girl
to take care of the office.
As a nurse, I'm afraid
I can't replace you.
I mustn't let you
go through the files.
I mustn't let you see
the canceled checks
for the money
Maria gave Duval.
Mustn't let you find out.
Mustn't let you see
the canceled checks.
Thank you, Doctor.
I'll have a girl here
Monday morning.
Long distance, please.
Don't let them do it, Mark!
Don't let them. Mark! Mark!
You can set
your watch back now, Doctor.
It's exactly 10 after 4:00.
What happened, Mark?
Mark.
Miss Madden, I hold you for
the murder of Maria Steele.
It's a lie. Tell him!
You can't arrest me.
You have no evidence, no
witnesses. Only your conscience.
You tricked me.
You knew it all the time.
But nobody will believe you.
Oh, no!
My word is as good as yours.
Do you hear? Nobody will
believe you. You have no proof.
We have all the proof
we need.
You have no proof.
Let me go!
You have no proof, I tell
you! Let me go! Let me go!
Let me go!
You have no proof!
Operator, this is Inspector
Gregg, headquarters.
Get me Warden Williams,
State Penitentiary, please.
Why did you suspect me?
I didn't.
I only used you for bait,
because I knew you'd
lead me to the criminal.
She was clever,
almost too clever.
Hello, Williams, Gregg.
Duval's clear. Yeah.
No, the Doctor's nurse.
Yeah.
No, that won't be necessary. I'll
make the report out myself. Right.
Well, Doc, it's been pretty
tough on you, hasn't it?
But do you know something?
I envy you.
How's that?
Well, you've got
something to go back to,
but with me it's different.
You see, some place
at this very moment,
a crime
is being contemplated.
All I can do is sit and wait.
I start with death,
I look for life,
and when I find it,
I've got to destroy it.
Hello? Yes.
Oh, yes, he's here.
Just a moment.
It's for you.
Thanks. Hello?
Yeah.
Stewart Hotel? Murder?
All right,
I'll be right over.
See what I mean?
Well, so long, Doctor.