Man in the Dark

You get prettier

every day.

Tell me about

the beauty contest you won.

Find a place to eat?

I was unlucky. I did.

Where?

If I wasn't a good friend of yours,

I'd tell ya.

How's our boy?

Playing it cool.

How's it, Steve?

Eh. Nice white walls

to mark the days off on.

Maybe I'll draw pictures

of guys with funny faces.

Let's say your face.

You'll be outside soon.

You can forget about going back

to a cell when this thing is over.

That is, if everything

works out all right.

How would you like to have

your lid opened?

I brought you some smokes.

Cops always give me

something I can't use.

I don't have a match.

What did you want me to bring you...

a sack of jelly beans?

[ Door Opens ]

Good luck, Steve.

[ Door Closes ]

Where's the martini

I ordered?

I'm to prepare you for surgery.

I'm on a holiday till Monday.

Take your toys and get outta here.

There's been a change in plans.

Dr. Marston's operating tonight.

I said Monday.

I was born on a Monday.

I might as well go on one,

like dirty laundry.

Miss Millikan,

on the Rawley case,

do you know of any

changes in plans?

I see.

All right, thank you.

[ Handset Settles

In Cradle ]

Surgery's still scheduled

for 8:
00, Mr. Rawley.

Tell 'em not to break up

their card game for me.

I only work here.

Yeah, well, you're not gonna

work on me till Monday.

This sedative will

relax you completely.

Stab yourself with it.

I said no!

You're making this difficult,

Mr. Rawley.

When I say no,

that means get outta here!

Flannigan.

You got trouble?

Yeah. He decided

to postpone his operation.

Bad decision. We don't

upset the doc's schedule.

[ Grunts ]

[ Body Thuds On Floor ]

You shouldn't have done that.

You can get the banana cart.

We'll have him ready for surgery.

[ Nurse ]

Bend your knees, please.

Hey, Doc.

Yes?

I never saw how I

came into this world.

I'd like to see how I go out.

What do you mean?

Give me a mirror.

Let me watch.

You won't see it

for long.

I said I'd like to see it.

Bring him a mirror.

Scalpel.

[ Nurse ]

Sponge count correct, Doctor.

Instrument count correct.

Fine job, Dr. Marston. Fine. Thanks.

You might have made

a little history tonight.

I hope so.

What kind of a night did he

have? He was awake only once.

Complain about pain?

No, sir.

Continue with

the same medication.

A Mr. Jawald

to see you, Doctor.

Jawald? Who's he?

He wants to talk with you

about Steve Rawley.

Send him in.

Dr. Marston?

Have a seat.

I came about

Steve Rawley, Doctor.

How soon can he

have visitors?

Oh, not for some time.

Insurance investigator, huh?

That's right.

People hock fur coats

they haven't paid for,

burn up businesses that

are on the rocks, you know.

I thought we'd kept this

fairly quiet.

How did you find out

that Mr. Rawley was here?

I know a policeman.

Well, what do you want

to see him about?

I heard you were making

an honest man of him.

I thought I might get some

honest answers for a change.

He's in no condition

to talk to anyone.

He's just been through

a very serious brain operation.

Yeah, I can imagine. To make that guy

honest, you'd have to cut off his head.

It's our theory that certain instincts...

in this case, the criminal type...

can be removed by surgery.

Whether we've been successful

or not remains to be seen.

In any case, I doubt whether Rawley

will ever be of much help to you.

What do you mean by that?

If we were successful,

he's lost his memory.

Then I'll refresh it for him.

There's a small matter of $130,000

he stole last Christmas Eve.

That payroll was insured

by my company.

He can't be tried

for that crime again.

And when he agreed to this operation,

he was paroled in my custody.

Right now, Rawley doesn't even

remember his own name.

He believes that his loss of memory

is due to a traffic accident.

It's important

that nothing disturbs him...

and that no one

brings up his past.

I don't think my company will see

eye to eye with you on that.

Good day, Mr. Jawald.

Okay.

But I've got

a one-track mind...

and 130,000 reasons

to stay on that track.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Electric Current Buzzing ]

What do you call

this gadget, Doc?

A polygraph.

Sounds like something

that eats crackers.

It's commonly called

a lie detector.

Oh. You want me

to lie to you, Doc?

No. It's just a routine test.

Well, get your contraption goin'.

What's your name?

James Blake.

How old are you?

Thirty-four.

- How do you know you're 34?

- Miss Quist told me.

Where were you born?

I don't remember.

Where did you live?

I don't remember that either.

What kind of work

did you do?

By the looks of these, I never

did a day's work in my life.

Have you ever been in jail?

No, but I kissed a girl once.

You don't need your machine

for that. Check with Miss Quist.

Any more questions, Doc?

Just one.

Does $130,000

mean anything to you?

[ Exhales ]

Yeah.

That's a lot of money.

Morning, Blake.

Hi, Doc.

How do you like my work?

Very professional job.

Ever do any gardening before?

Not that I can remember.

Well, keep up the good work.

Oh, say, Doc.

I was curious about something.

Yes?

Well, I'm in pretty good shape now. I

eat like a horse, feel as strong as one.

How long do I stick around?

Not very much longer.

Oh? Well, what do I do

when I leave?

What would you like to do? [

Chuckles ] Gee, I don't know.

Maybe I oughta stick around

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