Touch of Evil Page #6
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1958
- 95 min
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Yes, he is!
Hold back that second charge!
Stop that car!
Hold that car! Stop!
There was a complaint
about some stolen dynamite out here.
- I figured you'd ask about that.
A boy named Sanchez?
- Sure.
He's been playing around
with the boss's daughter.
I just recognized somebody.
- The one with the big ears?
We prosecuted him for voluntary
manslaughter. - That's Eddie Farnum.
Get out of here, we're gonna blast!
- How long've you been out?
- Who got you the job?
My lawyer, Howard Cranes.
- Grandi's lawyer.
Suspect now in custody.
- Well, this is it.
Suspect? Is that Sanchez, the one
you've been talking about?
They've located him, right?
- In Marcia Linnekar's apartment.
Stand still, we're gonna blast!
What's wrong, Farnum?
You short of dynamite?
Captain, have you anything definite
on Sanchez? - Not yet.
I'm goin' on my intuition.
- This car belongs to Howard Cranes.
You remember, that slick lawyer
that got Farnum a parole.
He was Rudy Linnekar's attorney, too.
Isn't that Quinlan?
- Quinlan?
I figured we'd have Quinlan
to deal with. You finished packing?
- Say nothing. Let's get your bag.
Remember:
I'll do all the talking.How do we begin? Nasty questions first
or the rubber hose right away?
Take it easy.
Vargas?
Yes, Captain?
I got my orders, Vargas.
I'm to show you courtesy, but that
don't mean you do the interrogating.
I know, Captain.
That's what I told Sanchez.
You're Ed Hansen?
- That's right, Captain.
Go and get me some coffee, Ed.
How about you, Miss Linnekar? Coffee?
No thanks.
I really need it. I'm an old man.
I go a whole night without sleep,
I feel it.
Of course,
it was a lot worse for you.
You've been livin' here
for some time, Marcia. How long?
Four months.
- Marcia!
You have a quarrel with your dad?
- I'm Miss Linnekar's attorney.
I'm Manolo Sanchez,
and I haven't got an attorney!
You two been sharing this apartment?
- I must explain.
My client is moving elsewhere.
- So she's been living with this man?
She'll be available for questions
later. I'll be present, of course.
Of course. Marcia, where was
your friend Sanchez last night?
Later, Captain. Later,
after she's rested. Come, my dear.
Casey, would you look in the desk?
See if there are some letters...
Unless you've already looked.
- We were waitin' for you.
I... I don't speak Mexican.
Let's keep it in English, Vargas.
Fine by me. He's just as unpleasant
in any language. - Unpleasant?
Strange, I've been told
I have a very winning personality.
The very best shoe clerk
the store ever had!
You weren't a shoe clerk on that
construction crew. Stick around.
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