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And during that time,
called me at my apartment.
You're not just satisfied
Now, isn't it a fact that the--
Answer me!
I wanna thank you for coming down here, Mr. Mason.
No, they don't.
It doesn't, does it?
and let my company pay off on the policy.
TRAGG: That's correct.
I'm George Beaumont.
to stay out of sight?
If Your Honor please,
was that George's real name was Beaumont
Well, yes.
Do we have a choice? Mm-mm.
But if death was instantaneous, as we've heard,
When a man's in trouble, I'm perfectly willing
With any luck, he should be there in about 20 minutes.
Lieutenant Tragg?
Oh.
Now, he told you that, didn't he?
No, Della. I, uh--
Your friend Perry Mason had better watch his step.
Do you know a man named Harry Folsom?
Did you see the defendant again?
You see, Ruth, most of the trouble between us
Hmm.
Now, Mr. McKay, would you, uh--?
I understand our courts take a very dim view
tell him I can throw with the best of them.
The witness will answer the question.
And then Laura and I will be free
that your husband was not onboard that plane?
He just stopped in to pick up some...blackmail.
I just wanna keep the record straight.
like it was a dagger.
Well, that's one way to dispose of the past.
I object, Your Honor.
Did he say where?
Well, sure, yeah.
A...client of yours, wasn't he?
Your Honor, I object!
Well, I think Glenn deserves the lion's share of the credit.
A little thing like perjury wouldn't stop her
You must have had money once.
It was nice enough of you
Well, you stood to lose a great deal.
It crashed about an hour after takeoff.
he was supposed to fly to Europe on business?
Yes, he was booked on the American Eagle.
No. No, that's where we found the body.
But why should Mrs. Beaumont become involved?
You have my word.
( ominous theme playing )
Then why did you give the court the impression
may call you about one of those check writers.
Seven thousand dollars?
I did this for us.
Hello, Perry, you there?
That's enough, Glenn.
I can't spend my life hiding from the truth.
That-- That was the day
You may stand down.
that went down in the Atlantic three years ago?
when you interrupted this alleged quarrel
Um, may I?
Why should he?
Check it out, will you?
there was anything to it,
that she never saw that letter, that she was home ill.
Ruthie, I tried to get her out of my mind,
What a stupid, pitiful, blind fool.
Oh, what a fool.