Stranger on the Third Floor Page #3

you'd have killed him

as you killed Nick.

No, sir, and I didn't kill Nick.

I swear I didn't.

I didn't kill him.

I DIDN'T. I DIDN'T. I DIDN'T.

What's the matter, Jane?

I just couldn't stand

listening to him.

I know, it's always

pretty awful.

But suppose, for just one minute

that he's telling the truth.

You're just upset. Everybody is

at their first trial.

No, it isn't that. It's you.

If they convict him,

it'll be on your testimony.

What should I do, lie?

I had to tell them what I saw.

Oh, Michael, why did you have

to be there that night?

Pull yourself together, darling.

I've got to call the office

then we'll look

at the apartment.

- No, not today.

- But they might rent it.

- We'll find another place.

- Okay.

Wait right here, and we'll

go out and get a cup of coffee.

Michael.

- Hello, Jane.

- Hello, Martin.

Will you tell Michael

that I've gone home?

- Alright, sure.

- Thanks.

I'll wait for the verdict.

Sure, I'll call right away.

- Where are you going?

- To the drug store with Jane.

- She said, she had to go home.

- Oh.

What's the matter? A little

family row?

No. She got upset by the trial.

Well, that happens.

Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

Funny part is, she acts as if

I were responsible

for the whole thing.

Well, maybe you are.

If you hadn't seen him,

he'd never be caught.

But I did. What was I to do?

Take it easy,

you did the right thing.

What if she's right? He didn't

do it and he gets the chair?

Suppose they do?

What difference will it make?

Too many people

in the world anyway.

What's the use

of talking to you?

- You think everything's a joke.

- My son, it is.

If it weren't,

life wouldn't be worth living.

Mine host, two more of the same.

'Two more. Yes, sir.'

No, thanks. Not for me.

Got to get back

to the courtroom.

That's a good boy. Go in there

and earn your raise.

'All rise,

the Justice of the court.'

Be seated.

The defendant will rise

and face the jury.

Ladies and gentlemen

of the jury.

Have you reached a verdict?

Yes, Your Honor.

We find the defendant guilty

of murder in the first degree.

No!

- Come on, son.

- NO!

I didn't do it.

I-I didn't do it. I..

Let me go. Let me go!

Mr. Ward. Mr. Ward.

I didn't do it.

You know I didn't do it.

- 'Come on.'

- 'Nick was dead, Ward.'

What's the matter, Mike?

Didn't you like the verdict?

That's what you wanted,

wasn't it? Well, so long.

Yes, Michael.

I don't know.

I-I got awfully tired.

What was the verdict?

They have? I knew it.

Well, it's over, anyway.

What say we go to Tony's?

No, Michael, I don't feel like

going out tonight.

Can't you understand?

I-I want to be alone.

I'm tired.

Oh, I can't. I can't forget it.

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