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You're killed in sleep. Not until you sign this confession. Sign this confession and we won't bother you anymore. You can lie down on my bed here in my apartment and sleep till you can't look sleep in the face anymore. Come on, Manning, be smart. You know who you are. Well, man, here's his sleep. Well, come on, man. Professor, I'll keep you awake. You'll sign the confession? Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll sign it. Sleep. Put the killer to bed. In just a moment, Mr. Joseph Cotton in the first act of fly-by-night. See, Harlow, I went to a carnival last night and that human skeleton... Thin, huh? Oh, practically transparent. Lives on bread and drinks water only once a week. Once a week? Well, that's nothing, half. Auto-light-stay-full batteries need water only three times a year in normal car use. And they had a strong man who lifted a horse. One horse? Listen, half. The auto-light-stay-full battery can snap up 100 horses in your car's engine without even half trying. 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Admitted you murdered Leo Garvin. Oh, I didn't do it. I didn't kill Garvin. Come on, into the bathroom and shave. Here, Lieutenant Driscoll left this shirt for you to change into. Want you to look nice with a photographer. I didn't do it. Well, I left Garvin. It was 10 o'clock and he was alive. Yeah, yeah. Save it for the courtroom. They'll be real impressed with a signed confession. I'll swear you forced me. Sure. So what? You can't swear Vanoodie out of existence. He saw you leave at 11.30. He'll testify, sir. He's a liar. He's part of the frame. I want to see him. Go on, shave. You'll see Vanoodie in court. Shaving mug, soap, brush. All right, all right, all right. Come on, how much lather do you need? The shaving brush and Kogan's eyes and hitting him with all the strength I had left in me, it worked. And I got out of there out and into the streets. They didn't have to torture me. Lieutenant Driscoll and Sergeant Kogan didn't have to beat me with a rubber hose to make me confess to a crime I never committed. All they had to do was keep me without sleep for 72 hours. After that, a man will do anything just to be allowed to shut his eyes. So I signed a confession because I just wanted to sleep. Now, now I was awake and on the streets outside Lieutenant Driscoll's apartment at 8.15 in the morning. Until the next four hours I walked, trying to recall everything I had known about Vanoodie, trying to figure just one reason why he wanted to frame me. Why, why he said I left Kogan's at 11.30. But it was no use. I, I couldn't think of anything. And suddenly it occurred to me that we're looking at me. The people on the street were staring. Then I remembered it was October and I had no coat. I was in shirt sleeves. I'd left my coat in Lieutenant Driscoll's apartment. Now you got a phone in here. Now down that aisle to your left. All right, Mary, don't worry. I don't know a drugstore downtown. I escaped, Mary. I got away from them. Now listen, Mary, I didn't kill Kogan. I need your help. I need a coat. I didn't kill him. It's, it's all a frame, Mary. All I've got to do is find a guy named Benuti and beat it out of him. Mary, Mary, couldn't blame her much. The shock of finding that her husband was wanted to murder. I had to get to Benuti to prove it was a lie. But now was no time to think about it because it was a few minutes before one o'clock and that was good because I was near Charlie Borden's office. They went out to lunch at one o'clock. Charlie was my lawyer and my wife's cousin. And now he was the man I had to see. There was an alley next to his office building. I waited there. Charlie, Charlie, over here. Give me. What happened to you? Where have you been these past three days? Listen, Charlie, two cops had me in an apartment uptown. Cops? What for? Trying to get a confession out of me. What kind of confession? They say I killed Leo Garvin. They've got a witness named Benuti. He said I left Garvin's place at 11.30. But I left at 10. Well, then you got nothing to worry about. Mickey, Mary will testify. You were home a little after 10. I didn't get home till after 12. Well, after I left Garvin, I walked. We had an argument. I was upset. I spent a couple of hours walking. Well, then you didn't do it. No, no, of course I didn't. They got a confession out of me anyway. You need to say you signed a confession when you didn't do it? They kept me without sleep for 72 hours. I can't do that. That's illegal. Listen, Charlie, I need your help. Of course. Let's go back to my office. I'll arrange to surrender you directly to the DA. And I'm going to raise the roof about that confession. I'm not going to surrender. I've been framed, Charlie. I've got to find this for Newtie. Listen, Mickey, you leave that to me. You can't wander around where any cop might take a shot at you? Got to find me first. Listen, I need a jacket and a coat. Can you get them for me? Sure. I'll phone Mary right away. Where'd you be? Remember that movie you went to last week? The Riverlink? Yeah. I'll be there. Back row. Make sure they're not following you. Okay, give me a half hour. What would you do meantime? I'll give you an hour because I'm going to Newtie's. I'm going to make him tell me who paid him for that lie. Mickey, don't do it. Better leave things to me. Just get me the coat and the jacket. The Newtie is the one thing I can take care of better than you. I caught a streetcar and 20 minutes later, I was walking toward the sway back two-story building where the Newtie had his insurance office just across the street from Garvin's house. I opened the door and walked in. You want something? Drink, maybe? The Newtie. Where is he? Who shall I say is calling? Where's the Newtie? You look like you want him real bad. Come on, come on, where is he? Take it easy, take it easy, slow down. You want to see the Newtie? I'll take you to the Newtie. Come on. There he is. There's the Newtie. Sure you don't want that drink? He was sitting at his desk, gnatty as ever, disinterested as ever. I walked over to him, stopped. There was a bullet hole in his forehead. He was dead. There was a gun lying on the floor. I picked it up, examined it. Two bullets had been fired. And it was my gun. The light is bringing you, Mr. Joseph Cotton, in fly-by-knife. Tonight's production in radio's outstanding theater of thrills. Suspends. Cap, was there a barker at the carnival? Sure was, Harlow. Ah, I can hear him. Right this way to the ninth wonder of the world. Step right up, folks, and see the auto light stay full battery. This sensational specialist of sure starts needs water, not ten, not five, but only three times a year in normal car use. Yep, barker's always a big attraction. Well, not as big as the auto light stay full battery, Hap. It attracts hundreds of thousands of discriminating drivers every year. Plays to a full house, Harlow. You said it, Hap. And no one night stands either. Auto light stay full batteries are always good for a long run. How come, Harlow? Well, auto light stay full batteries have fiberglass retaining mats protecting each positive plate. These mats help reduce flaking and shedding. They get top billing with me, Harlow. Atta boy, Hap. So friends, see your neighborhood auto light battery dealer, and when you pay your money and you take your choice, choose an auto light stay full battery. The battery that needs water only three times a year. Remember, you're always right with auto light. And now auto light brings back to our Hollywood sound stage, Mr. Joseph Cotten in Elliott Lewis' production of Fly By Night. A tale well calculated to keep you in suspense. I told you I'd take you to Vinuti. What do you think of him? What happened? I thought I'm dead when I came in. A couple of minutes before you did. By the way, who are you? Did you kill him? I know who you are. Your name is Manning. How do you know me? Fell in the picture. What picture? Nevermind. You still haven't told me what you're doing here. Vinuti's girl. My name's Irene Conway. We had a cocktail date. Kind of date did you keep with him? Swarie saw me leave Garvin's apartment at 11.30. The night Garvin was killed, he lied. He lied about a lot of things. I came here to get the truth out of him, but someone's been here first to shut him up. He'd never got anything out of my prove it to you. Garvin was shot on Monday night, wasn't he? That's right, why? Vinuti couldn't have seen you leaving Garvin's place. We were together in my apartment on the other side of town, the close to two. And what made him lie? Why did he do it? Why did he frame me? What? Tell me. Someone paid him to say he saw me leave Garvin's house that night. Maybe. Oh, who paid him? Maybe the man. What man? Monday, Vinuti called me to meet him here at about five o'clock. Here's a man with him. They were looking at some pictures. And when I came in, the man put him away in a hurry. Went right out without even saying goodbye. I know everybody Vinuti knows. This man was a stranger. What is name? Didn't Vinuti mention his name? No, he wouldn't talk about him. I asked him what the picture's where he got mad. But I saw one of them. Who was it? You. That's how I recognized you when you came in. Can you describe this man? Here's a blonde man who wasn't pretty. You're pretty. Vinuti was pretty. Vinuti was prettier than anybody. Listen, Irene, you've got to talk to Charles Borden, my cousin. He's a lawyer. You've got to tell him everything you told me. Will you do that for me? Vinuti isn't pretty. Listen, Irene, Vinuti's dead. Somebody's knocking on the door, Mr. Manning. Must be the police. I call the police. Look, my cousin's name is Charles Borden. He's in the Taft building. You go right down to his office and tell him. I know that's the police. Do you think you'd better run? Don't you understand? You've got to do it now, right now. No, no, I couldn't right now. I've got to talk to the police. Just a minute. Charles Borden in the Taft building. Will you do it? You'd better run, Mr. Manning. Run fast. I ran out the back way and into the streets. Not was time to meet Charlie in the movie theater. Get the jacket and coat for me. Tell him about Irene and the man with my picture. I got settled in one of the empty seats in the back row of the movie and waited. And a little while, Charlie came in and sat down next to me. He had the extra coat and jacket with him. Did you find Vinuti? I found him. He was dead when I found him. Shot with my pistol. Here, here, you take your time. Someone's trying to get me, Charlie, and I think I have a lead on it. What kind of lead? A girl named Irene Conway, friend of Vinuti's. She saw the man who paid Vinuti to put the finger on me. If she doesn't come to you, you've got to find her, Charlie. Make her tell you what she knows, then follow it up. I had detectives, if you have to. Eric and sign checks for me. I've got about 1,500 in my account. Don't worry about the money I'll take here. I need some cash now. I used what I had on phones and street colors. I put $25 in the jacket. Thanks, Charlie. I hope it fits you. It's my jacket. Mary wouldn't give me one of yours. I'll keep in touch with you by phone. Okay. I'm going. You stay for another 10 minutes or so. Right, right. Thanks again. Good luck, Mickey. Charlie walked out leaving the coat and jacket on the seat. I waited 10 minutes, then picked up the clothes and started to leave when a woman sitting three seats away carefully closed a bag of popcorn, leaned over and grabbed me by the arm. What do you think you're doing? Pardon me, please. Stop that man. He's stealing the gentleman's coat. He's a thief. Shhh. Wait a minute, you. What do you think you're going? John, I'll let go of me. Let go of me. I'll let him go. I shall then take out with you. Oh, what are you talking about? These are my things. Oh, no, they're not. I saw you come in. You didn't have them then. That other man sat beside you and when he went to the men's lounge, you grabbed his clothes. I saw you. No, you're mistaken. These are my things. Are you sure I don't belong to him, madam? What have I got eyes in my eyes? I'm mistaken. I'll tell you all the police. Let's go to the office and get this straight now. I don't have time. These are my clothes and I'm the man. I remember you came in your shirt sleeves. Come on. All right, all right. Take me to the manager right now. Yes, madam. You want me to come too? I saw him. Yes, madam. And please don't talk too loud. You're disturbing the patrons. Yeah. Mr. Schreier, this woman claims that this man is trying to walk out with a coat and jacket belonging to another patron. She says he's in the lounge. Here's that phone. Go get the gentleman in the lounge. Yes, sir. This is all a mistake. Coat's mine, so's the jacket. It is not. You came in without a coat or a jacket. I don't deny that. The man who brought them was my cousin. I'd left them in his office. And you won't find him in the lounge. He's gone back to his office. You say this coat and jacket are yours? Yes. Can you identify them by the contents of the pocket? There should be $25 in the jacket. In which pocket? I don't remember one of them. Well, we'll soon see. Nothing in this pocket. Oh, here's something. In bill, madam. I told you. Five, 10, 15, 25. He could have put the money there. That's no proof the coast came in. I told you it was my jacket. Now may I have it, please? Just a moment. There's a letter here in the inside pocket. I presume it's yours. Sure, it's mine. And the name on it? If it's your letter, it should have your name on it. Of course. The name is Charles Borden. Yes, it's addressed in care of Charles Borden, but not to Charles Borden. Oh, yeah, I'd forgotten. It's addressed to Manning. Mrs. Michael Manning. Yes, Mrs. Manning is my cousin. And what is your address? 5437 Booth Street, Forest Hills. Well, that's the address all right, madam. I'm afraid you've made a mistake. This man can identify the clothing. This man's a thief. Oh, I don't think he is, madam. My apologies, sir. It's quite all right. I walked out of the theater, lost myself in the crowd and didn't stop until I was 10 blocks away. Then I slipped into a lunch room and had my first meal of the day. While I was eating, I took the letter out of the pocket of Charles Jacket. Why hadn't he turned this letter over to my wife? What was in it? He didn't want Mary to see. I opened and read it. Leeds, full bride and benning, attorneys at law, 1312 Q Street, Sacramento, California, 12 August 1950. Dear Mrs. Manning, this is to inform you that you have been named so beneficiary under the last will and testament of your late uncle, Benjamin Williams. We request that you or your attorney appear in the probate proceedings by means of the enclosed waiver of citation so that we may make distribution. In our opinion, after taxes, your inheritance will be upwards of $200,000. Silly yours, Julius Benning. $200,000. I was stunned at first. Then it suddenly occurred to me Charlie hadn't said a word about it. Charlie hadn't even shown the letter to Mary. Then I took a novel look at the date. August 12th, over a month ago. Then it came into focus. Cousin Charlie was playing the hand alone. He didn't want Mary to have any of that money. Charlie was the one who had framed me. Get me out of the way then, Mary. Then Charlie would be the sole survivor of our late uncle. Charlie had stolen my gun. Then I'd helped him. I'd put my fingerprints on the gun at the nudies and then given it to Charlie. Charlie was the man with the pictures who paid for Nudie to put me on the spot. I paid my check and grabbed the cab outside at 8.30. I was running up the steps of Charlie's house. Talk to you, Charlie. Anyone see you come here? I didn't bother. Look, I want to talk to you. All right, Vicky. You had me fooled, Charlie. Framed me and fooled me. What are you talking about? You knew Mary had inherited $200,000. You knew it. Never told Mary about it. Kill Garvin to get rid of me. Kill for Nudie because you were afraid I'd beat the truth out of him. When were you planning to kill Mary? Oh, you're going crazy, Mickey. Now look, listen to me. Now I'm going to beat a confession out of you, cousin. I swear to you, I don't know what you're talking about. Hey, look. Me, confess, Charlie. I confessed once. Confess. Confess. You didn't confess, Charlie. Well, I'll get someone who will make you do it. Someone who's an expert at it. Driscoll. Driscoll. I stated it. Ah, yeah. Driscoll. Mickey Manning. Charlie Borden's apartment. I've got your murderer for you. Hello, Mickey. Mr. Driscoll called me and said you found Garvin's killer. Have you really, Mickey? Yes. Nudie's too. I told you it was a frame, Mary. Who's the killer, Manning? Cousin Charlie. Now why should Charlie kill them, Mickey? Because he wanted all that money for himself, don't you see? Because he wanted that $200,000 for himself. Is that right? Yes. Wait a minute. How do you know about that $200,000, Mary? I knew it from the day I got the letter from the lawyers. And I said to myself, now there's no sense in sharing all that money when there's a way to get it all to myself. So you frame me, Mary. So I framed you. Driscoll and I framed you. Driscoll killed Garvin, killed Manutti. Now- Driscoll. What's your salary for killing off-duty? Always off-duty killing. Kogan and I don't have that. People like Mary here pay us the play act that we encounter. That confession I made to you is worthless. No, not at all, Mickey. I have it in my purse. It's a confession a husband made to his wife. Well, tell me something, wife. How did you plant that letter from the lawyers so I'd find it in Charlie's jacket? Well, Charlie called me and told me you needed a jacket. I came to Charlie and persuaded him to take one of his own. Then I slipped the letter in the pocket so you'd find it. Had two people kill for that money just to get rid of me. Why did you just kill me and leave the others alone? I like it this way, Mickey. I like testifying at your trial. I like being all broken up because they'll hang you for murder. Driscoll? Yeah. Let's go say hello to cousin Charlie. Hello, cousin Charlie. Huh? Cousin Charlie doesn't answer. Oh my, you really beat him up, manning. Charlie did. No, cousin Charlie is still alive. He'll be able to talk. And if he talks, Mary will be in trouble. Hold this gun on your husband, Mary. All right. Close your eyes if you can't stand this, manning. I'm going to start on cousin Charlie where you left off. Leave Charlie alone. Leave him alone. I'll kill you, Driscoll. Mary. Kill you. Stick of his bone. Drop it, Mary. Oh, Mickey. Now, Mickey. Mary, you go over to that phone. Go over to the phone. All right, Mickey. I call the police. Tell them you're calling for me. Then tell them I know who killed my partner, Garvin. All right, Mickey. This isn't Mary Manning. I'm calling for my husband, Mickey Manning. Tell them how you framed me, Mary. My husband wants me to tell you how Leo Garvin and a man named Vanuity were murdered. It started with a letter I got in which I inherited $200,000. Presented by AutoLite, tonight's star, Joseph Cotton. We all enjoyed your performance very much, Mr. Cotton. Thanks, Hap. Thank you, Joe. We hope you'll return to suspense again soon. I hope so too, Harlow. It's always a pleasure to be associated with AutoLite. We sound like you, Wilcox. 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