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Not usually, but frequently.
to the other employees in the store, were you not?
( dog barking )
binding the defendant over.
and interrupted him taking pictures,
You're positive, then?
and who might be wandering around the estate--
She started to drive like crazy
Why did he kill Borden, Mr. Mason?
and open at 6 in the morning.
Della, get hold of George Andrews.
That's right.
Sometimes he got models through me.
about the dogs always being loose at that time.
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I guess she grew up to be a big one.
Did you report the accident?
Boy, it sure took you a long time
Objection, Your Honor.
whether Mr. Borden could be disturbed.
the gist of the conversation you had with Mr. Andrews
The state has not made such a contention.
That's where I was tonight.
I'm subject to nosebleed.
I told him I felt sure
He's still sleeping it off, Loretta.
I ask you if you recognize it.
Quite a bit.
in the murder of Wilfred Borden.
Mr. G. Andrews.
I tell ya, it isn't my gun.
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Mm-hm.
The witness could not possibly tell who was on the other end.
Well, I just finished that.
Well, while we were waiting in the den
I think you could've rested earlier
Thank you, Mr. Mason.
I'd like to clear up.
I object, Your Honor.
in Mr. Borden's name?
How do you do?
I remember that, Mr. Mason.
However, you don't have to worry about the inspectors anymore.
That's right.
No, not for several months.
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That'll be all.
You've made an accusation that Dawn Manning
I figure about a quarter of 10.
Let's go, hm?
BURGER: What type blood?
I passed out.
but I wonder if I might first call
That's right. But I came back.
No questions.
Besides, I wasn't driving.
FRANK: Hm?
Yes, sir.
would it not?
during the time you and Dr. Callison
Did you wish to put this witness on the stand?
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I don't know that either.
that nothing material has been changed,
An alarm sounded,
She was treating one of the dogs?
( chuckles )
unless he made a deal with Borden.
And what type of blood was it?
DENNISON: I am.
He was lying in there, a .38 slug in his chest.
at the Dorman Apartments?
I call Mr. Jasper Horn to the stand, please.
Uh-huh, Loretta Harper, Apartment 7E.
and I'm all bruised and skinned.
That's right.
Well, the car that, uh, Dawn Manning and I were in,
That's all, Mr. Horn. Thank you.
as being on the other end of that telephone conversation.
I don't know how the gun got in my car.
What did you do while he was gone?
the electric gate started closing,
Please do.
Here.
How do you do?
Just a minute, Mr. Mason.
Yes. What time?
FETTRIDGE: Yes.
slightly to the left of the median line,
He said he would shoot Borden through his conniving heart
Yes, sir, I can.
and she gave our client the name of Beatrice Cornell.