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couldn't he?
Then I-- And I ran.
Hiya, Gloria.
Johnny Starr.
Why, I... I don't know.
She said if you had anything to tell her,
Yes.
Mr. Horty, after hearing the second shot,
What other side's left? Starr's gone.
and tell them Tic Barton was in your apartment?
Lieutenant Tragg asked me a lot of questions.
You can convince me, Tic...
Got to?
You can take it in the barn extension.
And you heard nothing more?
Hello.
Tracer on the outside, second, two lengths,
You see, Perry Mason was here a couple of minutes ago,
Just packin' my things.
touching on matters not covered in direct.
I do.
You could have heard a door opening and closing.
Hello.
saw you in the company of Johnny Starr
and then on down the stairs he went.
Where is he, Mr. Allen?
Mr. Horty, you saw Barton run down the stairs.
Yes, I will.
about you losing your nerve, eh, Tic?
I'm also sorry you lost your job as trainer.
Does he own a gun, Mrs. Barton?
One with money in it.
He'd kill them.
and I want to know about my wife.
Someone we've done business with for a long time,
If the court please,
Johnny Starr's.
if you saw him?
The colt didn't have it, Mr. Bannion.
I thought I saw him on the rail this morning.
Not even the door
with an ounce of prevention, Della.
Uh, 15 seconds, maybe.
Maybe Tic will be good for something...
Hill down third by two,
and you saw the defendant near the top of the stairs?
I think I know who handled it.
Starts out a gyp at the fairs.
on the $5,000 he got from Mr. Bannion--
of the fight and the facial lacerations.
Now, all you gotta do is ask him,
$10,000.
Can't a horse lose or win without him being doped?
Everything all right, Allen?
We needed the money so badly.
at the Van Nuys Banking and Loan.
I went across to Starr's apartment, and I rang the bell.
in the 48 hours immediately before the race.
Now, look, I don't care what Bannion said,
to throw the race?
Right, Mr. Allen.
What?
( door slams )
When he talked about accepting Starr's $5,000 offer.
Oh, so cheerful and working too, Mr. Drake?
Yes, sir.
Are you, um, married, Mr. Allen?
of making its own interpretation, Mr. Allen.
But you've seen him hundreds of times?
[CROWD CHATTERING]
Didn't you threaten Tic with a divorce
she'll leave me.
I've never thrown a race, Mr. Mason.
He pulls the horse, loses the race.
How long is not long?
No. There's no other way out.
Right to Bob Allen?
Just burning a little midnight oil.
on the night of the murder?"
Oh, I'm sorry, Tic.
that after the race you went to Starr's apartment to collect,
In the paper...
on one person to come through,
Like you could kill someone?
You're crazy. Why should I?
No.
on Bright Magic,
Rumor?
So I blamed everybody. I blamed the whole world.
If he loses the derby? But how?
and a wife who loves me.
How many times did you say "hello" to him
Where'd it start, Gloria Barton?
Hire somebody else.
Was that horse doped?