The Man Who Cheated Himself Page #3

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Notice the way they went in

two different directions?

So?

Well, maybe he wasn't

killed around here at all.

It's possible.

It probably happened threshing

around before he died.

Disappointed?

No, no, no, no.

Just checking.

You're as bad as your brother.

Thanks for the compliment.

No more questions?

No, no.

Not for you, Doc.

Oh, here you are, officer.

I must say, we're a little

tired of this waiting,

Aren't we, Ernest?

Yes indeed, dear.

We have every desire,

of course, to assist

In the workings of justice.

But we do wish they'd

work more quickly.

Well, lady, we'll

try and hurry them.

Now, Mr. Quimby,

can you help us fix

The time a little more exactly?

I mean, when you saw the other

car and discovered the body.

Well, let me see

now, I should say

It was in the neighborhood

of 10 o'clock.

What do you think, Muriel?

Yes, dear.

As a matter of fact,

it was exactly 10:00.

You had just looked

at your watch.

We were worried

about meeting Gladys.

Of course.

10 o'clock it was.

We were to see a

friend, an old friend

Of the family's,

a second cousin...

I see.

Thanks.

Now, can you add anything

to your description

Of this other car?

Green coupe, you said it

was, medium sized, not new.

And fortunately, I was on the

far side, wasn't I, Ernest?

Naturally, all I saw was a

dark shape and a headlight.

I'm afraid I can't

help much more.

It was just a car, green

of course, and a coupe.

Now, I had a green

coupe back in 1931.

It was...

It was in 1933, dear.

You see, that was the year...

Yes, yes.

Thank you.

Now, was there anyone in it,

Mr. Quimby, besides the driver?

Well, let me think now.

When I leaned out and asked

my civil question... no.

No, I'm sure there was

only the driver, a man.

What did he look like?

MR. QUIMBY:
Well, just a man.

ANDY:
Oh, Ed.

Uh... Lieutenant, this

is Mr. and Mrs. Quimby.

They saw the...

I know.

Go ahead.

Don't mind me.

OK.

What did he look

like, this driver?

Well, he was just a man.

He had a hat.

It was pulled down.

Was there anything else

you noticed about him?

Was he big?

Small?

My impression... and

mind you, it was only

An impression... was that he

could be described as... medium.

Wouldn't you say

medium was the word?

MRS. QUIMBY:
Well, uh...

MR. QUIMBY:
Well, I'm sorry.

You didn't see him.

MRS. QUIMBY:
No.

What about his coloring?

Was he... would you

say, or blonde?

I'm afraid I really

couldn't tell you.

I suppose it can be

described as, well, medium.

The fact is, officer, I

really didn't see him at all.

Well, we won't need you

and your wife any longer,

Mr. Quimby.

Thanks.

You're sure we can be

of no further assistance?

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