The Talk of the Town Page #4

He predicts the mills will burn down.

They do. One man is killed.

Here's Holmes' chance.

"It was Dilg," he says.

He lashes this burg into a frenzy,

he rigs this phoney trial.

Dilg escapes because he knows

he hasn't got a chance.

- And the way this town feels now...

- What did you expect me to do?

You, the most distinguished legal mind

in the state, could head a committee...

...and demand a fair trial for him,

away from the prejudice of this town.

Judge Grunstadt is a tool of Holmes

and out to get Dilg.

He's said as much.

You're not buying the idea.

My business is with

the principles of law.

I can't get mixed up

in these little local affairs.

The philosophy behind the deed,

that's my field.

- May I quote that?

- No.

Little squabbles, eh? Personality.

And now what?

- Who lives here?

- Michael Lightcap.

- Take the house, I'll take the grounds.

- Have you got a search warrant?

Dilg escaped.

We're searching every house.

Have you a warrant?

There's nobody here but us.

- Lightcap came here for a quiet summer.

- Listen...

No warrant, out!

That's from the Constitution.

- Well, not exactly in those words.

- Nobody's here but us.

And that's too many.

Please leave, all of you.

Yes, Mother, will you, please?

Donald. Both of you.

- Don't come home in those pyjamas.

- I won't.

Watch it, now. Here we come.

Just put that down there.

I've rented this house and I don't want

a lot of policemen in it, or truckmen.

- Shippers, bud.

- Or shippers bud, reporters, mothers.

Bless you.

You be sure to take them off now

and come home soon.

- So long, Michael.

- I'm sorry, Sam.

You're still wearing it, I see.

It's becoming. You've grown into it.

And what's that?

- It's the coffee boiling.

- Take it off.

You do it, will you?

I've got to speak to Mother.

Do you know who's up in that attic?

Leopold Dilg.

- Who?

- Dilg.

- In that attic?

- Yes.

- Now?

- Yes, now.

He stumbled in here last night

five minutes before Lightcap arrived.

- What's funny?

- "Can't get involved in local affairs."

- There's a local affair in his house.

- Get him out of here.

What's as safe as

a law professor's home?

Are you kidding?

Dilg's life won't be worth a dime

if I turn him back to that jury now.

- Lightcap can help, but it'll take time.

- That's nothing to me. He can't stay here.

- Why not?

- Who'd take care of him?

- You.

- Me?

- Miss Shelley.

- Yes, just a minute.

I can't hang around here.

Lightcap's ordered me out.

I'm here now only because I'm in his

pyjamas. If not, I'd be out on my ear.

Then stay in them.

- Yes, I'm coming.

- I'll keep in touch.

The coffeepot is about to explode.

I'm coming, Your Honour.

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