The Amazing Dr. Clitterhouse

Put your hands up and keep them

there. All the way up, if you please.

Now, turn and face the window.

There, now you make a perfect target.

Let me warn you to remain there.

And be very careful not to move,

not even when the light goes out.

Isn't Doris in magnificent voice tonight,

doctor?

Oh, inspiring, simply inspiring,

Mrs. Updyke.

Oh, wasn't it inspiring, Mrs. Ganswoort?

Brandy, sir?

Oh, uh, why, yes. Yes, thank you.

In fact, it does rather nicely.

- Oh, by the way.

- Yes, sir?

- Where's the telephone?

- Right there, sir.

Thank you.

Hello, Miss Randolph?

Anything new on Grant?

Yes, I had a hunch that might happen.

- Yes, you can call me from the hospital...

Help! Oh, help!

Mrs. Updyke. Mrs. Updyke.

Give Mr. Grant an injection

of Dialanoid, 115.

Why, what is it, Celeste?

- Oh, Mrs. Updyke.

- What is it?

Mrs. Updyke. A burglar, your jewels.

He went through the window.

- Are you sure?

- Oh, my God. A burglar?

And, uh, call me at once

if his pain doesn't let up.

Yes, I'll be here.

Police headquarters, please.

Hello, good evening.

- I want to report a robbery...

Call the police, somebody.

At Mrs. Frederick B. Updyke's house...

...13 Sutton Square. Yes, thank you.

He's shot. The watchman got him.

Operator, would you mind sending

an ambulance to 13 Sutton Square?

The name's Updyke.

Thank you very much.

I didn't do nothing. I didn't do it.

I didn't do nothing.

Yes, yes, yes. I believe you.

I believe you.

Now, just be calm.

Put up your hand, please.

- What did you say?

- Just put up your hand, please.

Well, you're a lucky old man.

That bullet just scraped your collarbone.

Three inches over and you'd have

had something stuck in your throat.

Say, didn't you and me meet

someplace before?

I hardly think so.

- Who is this fellow?

- Why, Dr. Clitterhouse, of course.

There.

- Oh, that pain you very much?

- It's all right.

Hello, doctor.

- Oh, Inspector Lane.

Isn't this rather a prosaic case

for you to be on?

It may look like nothing to you...

...but I'm hoping it's the end of

my headaches for this last few months.

- Come on, give me that ice.

- I never saw no ice.

I ain't got no ice on me.

Your dicks will tell you.

That's right. We searched him

before we brought him in...

...just this rod and junk.

I'm telling you, I never saw it.

I never had a chance.

Somebody beat me to it.

- Your men covering that driveway?

- With a fine-toothed comb.

- Who's working with you?

- Nobody. I don't know nothing.

You don't, huh? Just a lone wolf.

What about Rocks Valentine?

I never worked with...

- Rocks, who?

- Don't act dumb.

You slipped that jewelry to somebody.

Come on, spill it.

I tell you, I never saw no jewels.

We've covered the ground, chief,

inside and out.

- The servants?

- I'll start on them now.

- The guests too.

- Everybody?

Everybody. We've got to find that stuff.

All right, sergeant.

Get them all in the living room.

Ladies and gentlemen,

would you all step in the living room?

- Are we to be searched?

- Yes, I'm sorry.

- That's my orders.

- Oh, don't apologize. I think it's thrilling.

It looks as if you mean business,

inspector.

I certainly do.

One burglary after another.

The commissioner's going crazy.

Telephone for you, Dr. Clitterhouse.

Your nurse says it's quite important.

- May I answer the phone, Lewis?

- Certainly, go ahead.

- Connors?

- Yes?

Get the maid and the kitchen help.

I wanna talk to them.

Line up over there, please.

Lady, kindly step aside.

Line up and face this way, please.

Thank you.

Yes?

Well, that's not too good. No, I don't

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