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The Haunting HourThe Hands of Mister Smith
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No, no, stay where you are. Do not break the stillness of this moment, for this is a time of mystery, a time when imagination is free and moves forward swiftly, silently. This is the haunting hour.
SPEAKER_11The hands of Mr. Smith. Midnight. An alleyway, dark and ominously quiet, in the dimly lighted factory district on the outskirts of a big city. In the black shadows, two men wait, their hats pulled down over their eyes, their hands tense in their overcoat pockets. Suddenly, one of the men leans forward in the velvet darkness to peer down the deserted street. I don't see him, Russ.
SPEAKER_09He'll be along. I can hardly wait to get my hands on that doe. Yeah. Hey, look, Russ. My hands. The way they're shaking. Take it easy, Tiny. It's funny. Every time I wait and stick up a guy, my mitts get shaken like this. You keep them paws under control. Oh, sure, sure. I'm not kidding. Oh, I won't do nothing. I won't touch the guy. Remember that.
SPEAKER_00But why don't he come, Russ? Get back here. But where is he? I can see the factory door, but he ain't come out yet. Get back here, I said. Okay, okay, okay. Listen.
SPEAKER_09A car's coming. Cops. Huh? Police car. A couple of lousy cops. Shut up.
SPEAKER_00Well, maybe they'll squat our car. Maybe they'll stop and start looking around. I said, shut up. Look, they're going by. They ain't stopping.
SPEAKER_06Stand still.
SPEAKER_09They turned the corner. Oh. That's better. Gee. Now my hands are shaking worse than ever. I told you to keep them big paws quiet.
SPEAKER_00Don't try and too russ. A guy can't do more now.
SPEAKER_09I'll do it. When this cashier comes along, keep your hands in your pocket. Then you won't be tempted. I remember. I won't touch him, Russ. Here he comes. Are you sure? That's him. He's all alone. He just came out of the factory. He's carrying something. A paper bag. He's got the dough in a paper bag. This is one trip to the bank he ain't never gonna finish. Steady now. Yeah. Okay, mister, get him up. Well. Who are you? Get him up, the man said. Take the bag, Tiny. Don't shoot. I won't yell. He won't yell, he says. Take that bag, Tiny, you sap. I don't like this guy. Keep your hands down, Tiny. Give me that bag. I said I would. How much is in here? $3,000.
SPEAKER_12$3,000? Listen, you punk. Go up and cut it out, Tiny. But only $3,000, he said. Jokey. I don't like him.
SPEAKER_01Let's go with him, Tiny.
SPEAKER_12But I don't like him. He looks like the guard of the big house. Give him the money.
SPEAKER_00Yeah, and I'm giving you something. Stop, Tiny. Let go around like your cold. Yeah, this guy won't stand still. Stop him. Let go. Okay.
SPEAKER_10Okay. I'll let him go.
SPEAKER_09You killed him. Huh? You killed him, you sap. He's dead. But he looked just like that guard that slugged me. Get in the car. We're gonna leave him here? Get in the car, I said. Where's the door? I got it. Get in. Move. Address him laying there.
SPEAKER_12Suppose them cops come back. Shut the door.
SPEAKER_09We're getting out of here.
SPEAKER_13Hey, Russ, where are we going? This ain't the way the apartment. We're not going to the apartment. Oh, why not? I told Claire I'd bring the money home tonight.
SPEAKER_09Keep watching that rear view mirror. There ain't no cops on our trail. But where are we going? The bitch in this car, you dope. Oh, yeah. Sure, we don't need this hot jalopy no more tonight. I thought I told you to keep your hands off that cashier. Oh, now listen, Russ. He had this stick up in the bag, but you had to go and scrag the guy. I didn't mean to kill him, but there was something about him, and once I got my mitts on his throat. I know you can't make those big paws behave. I'm sorry, Russ. I had my rod on him. All you had to do was take the bag, get in the car while I knocked him cold, and we had smooth sailing. I said I was sorry, Russ. We're always sorry.
SPEAKER_13But look. Look, we got the three grand, didn't we? We're in the clear, nobody saw us, nobody heard us. What do you mean, us?
SPEAKER_09I didn't kill him. Hey. What's the matter? Back there.
SPEAKER_12I think a prowl car just turned the corner. Well? Is it? Uh, no. That ain't no prowl car.
SPEAKER_09Just a black sea dan like this one. Just pulled up the curb. We'll turn off at the next corner, Brain. Plenty deserted around here. Why don't we stop here? Go on a little farther along where it's darker.
SPEAKER_13Claire's gonna wonder what's happened. I said I'd be at the apartment by half past twelve.
SPEAKER_09Well, no, soon enough. Yeah. Wait till I show her the three grand we got. Uh uh. Wait till she hears about the murder. Oh, I won't tell her tonight. No, she can read it in the morning papers.
SPEAKER_13Hey, you know, we're getting kind of far out of town. When are we gonna stop? Right here.
SPEAKER_09I'll go off the road. Okay. Leave her here. Yeah, there's a good spot. Not even a house in sight. Uh, give me your gun, Tiny. My gun? Your gap. Give it to me. But what for? To keep you out of trouble. Ah, now listen, Russia. Now we're leaving this car. We're walking to the nearest bus line. If there's a cop on the bus and he looks at you twice, you're gonna start shooting someone. Hand over your rod. Okay, here it is. That's better. And now, Tiny, give me the money. Huh? The paper bag with the money. Hand it over. Hey, what is this? Give me the money, Tiny. Oh, sure. Here it is. Come on, now let's get out of this car. Sit still. You're staying here. What wait a minute. Keep those hands quiet. Hey, Russ, what's that gun? You're pointing it right at me. You said it. I'm washed up with you, and so's Claire. What I Claire? Yeah, Claire, your wife. She's fed up to the teeth. So am I. You and Claire. Oh.
SPEAKER_12So that's why you didn't drive the apartment. That's why you came way out here. You and Claire crossing me up. You're figuring on bumping me off? That's right. Give me that gun. You bet I will.
SPEAKER_01Oh, Russ, I'll get you for this. I'll get Claire and you if I have to dig my way out of my own grave.
SPEAKER_04We gotta beat it, Russ. We've got to pack up and beat it out of here tonight. What?
SPEAKER_09At two o'clock in the morning, man on your life. We're staying here until this whole thing blows over.
SPEAKER_04But that cashier, maybe the cops have found him already. They're bound to find him soon. They're bound to find Tiny.
SPEAKER_09Well, now, but Claire, they can't connect it up with you and me.
SPEAKER_04I'm scared, Russ. Suppose Tiny wasn't dead. Suppose he drove the car back here to the apartment somehow.
SPEAKER_09You must believe in ghosts.
SPEAKER_04He said he'd get us, didn't he? He said he'd get us if he had to dig his way out of his own grave.
SPEAKER_09Oh, I shouldn't have told you that.
SPEAKER_04Come on. Let's get out of here.
SPEAKER_09Nothing doing, Claire. We're staying right here. Come on, baby. Unlock the trunk.
SPEAKER_04The trunk?
SPEAKER_09Sure. We'll hide the dough in your trunk until this whole thing blows over. Come on, honey, unlock it.
SPEAKER_04It is unlocked.
SPEAKER_09This lid is kind of lefty, huh? There we are. I'll shove this three grand under all these clothes.
SPEAKER_04Those are Tiny's clothes.
SPEAKER_09Oh, come on, relax, Claire. Now let me lock it.
SPEAKER_08Wait! What's the matter?
SPEAKER_04You've locked the trunk. Oh, sure. But Tiny has the only key. He always carries it with him.
SPEAKER_09What about it? We'll get another one. I'll have a new one made tomorrow.
SPEAKER_04What was that?
SPEAKER_09Sounded like glass breaking.
SPEAKER_04It was he in the apartment somewhere.
SPEAKER_09Maybe it wasn't.
SPEAKER_04I'm sure it was. It sounded like it came from the bathroom.
SPEAKER_09Well, let's find out. Wait a minute. What for?
SPEAKER_04Have your gun ready.
SPEAKER_09My gun?
SPEAKER_04That window in the bathroom. Maybe Tiny climbed up the fire.
SPEAKER_09Oh, you forget, Tiny. He's dead, I tell you. Come on. Let's find out what that noise was. There, you see? There's no one in the bathroom.
SPEAKER_04The window's open. I closed it and locked it tonight before you and Tiny left.
SPEAKER_08Oh, now listen, Claire.
SPEAKER_04Look. Look, there on the windowsill.
SPEAKER_08What's the matter now?
SPEAKER_04Blood. Blood on the windowsill. Yeah. And here, on the floor, more of it. I tell you, Tiny did come back. He drove that car back here, climbed the fire escape, and he's hiding here in the apartment, waiting to tell us.
SPEAKER_09Quiet, Claire, quiet.
SPEAKER_04I'm getting out of here.
SPEAKER_09Oh, no, you're not. You go flying down the street at this time of night. Some cop will pick you up as sure as my name's Rogers.
SPEAKER_04But that blood on the sill, on the floor, the window open.
SPEAKER_09Oh, wait a second. Oh, this stuff on the floor. This isn't blood. Of course it's blood. Oh, Claire, you're wrong. Look. Look, look, look. There, under the bathtub. What is it? A bottle. A little bottle of that stuff you paint your nails with.
SPEAKER_04I kept that bottle on the windowsill.
SPEAKER_09All right, okay. So the wind is. Something blew it off. That's what we heard. This bottle breaking. That's what made those spots in here.
SPEAKER_04Listen.
SPEAKER_09Police car.
SPEAKER_04Sounded like it. It's up in front of the belly.
unknownCome out of the living room.
SPEAKER_04Suppose they followed Tiny here. Suppose he drove the car back here.
SPEAKER_09Will you stop talking about Tiny? Put out the lights. What for? Put out the lights, Clear.
SPEAKER_04All right.
SPEAKER_09Now I'll peek under this window shade and see where that police car is.
SPEAKER_04Are they out front?
SPEAKER_09Yeah. Yeah, they are.
SPEAKER_08Two cops in front of the building.
SPEAKER_04What are they doing?
SPEAKER_08They're they're looking at a car.
SPEAKER_04What car?
SPEAKER_08A black sedan parked in front of a building.
SPEAKER_04You said the car you used tonight was a black sedan.
SPEAKER_09All right. There's a million black sedan in this country, Mike.
SPEAKER_04But why are the cops looking at the one out front? Why are they putting their flashlights on the running board? Why are they looking inside? How do I know? Because Tiny drove it here. He isn't dead. You didn't kill him. He drove that car back here, climbed the fire escape, and he's in the apartment somewhere waiting to get it. Somebody at the door.
unknownShh.
SPEAKER_03What are you gonna do? Open up. Please.
SPEAKER_12Open up, Smith. Bring one in.
SPEAKER_11Now, back to our story. The hands of Mr. Smith. The midnight robbery of a cashier by two gunmen, Russ Rogers and Tiny Smith, developed swiftly into murder. Tiny, a powerful man with enormous hands, seized the cashier by the throat and killed him. Rogers, furious at his partner's stupidity, then shot Smith and left him in the black sedan in which they had made their getaway. With the stolen money, Rogers hurried to Smith's apartment. There, with Smith's wife, Claire, he hid the money in an old trunk. Suddenly, a police siren sounded outside the building. Then the buzzer to Smith's apartment hummed like an angry bee.
SPEAKER_03Somebody's at the door. Open up, Smith. The police? What are we going to do?
SPEAKER_09Uh-huh.
SPEAKER_03We're going to give yourself up?
SPEAKER_09Let me handle this. Put on the light.
unknownOkay.
SPEAKER_07Open up for that, Mr. Smith. We want in.
SPEAKER_02Well, just a minute. I'm coming.
SPEAKER_07Ah, you folks are heavy sleepers.
SPEAKER_02What's the matter, Obbison?
SPEAKER_07There's a black sedan parked in front of the building with a lot of blood on the running board. Blood? Yeah. All over the running board and a lot more inside.
SPEAKER_09Well, what's it gonna do with us? We don't own a car.
SPEAKER_07You don't, huh?
SPEAKER_09No.
SPEAKER_07Maybe you know whose car it is then. Take a look out the window. I already did. I thought you just got out of bed.
SPEAKER_09I did. I heard the siren out front, came in the living room. Living room. I looked out the window. I went back to put on some clothes to go downstairs and find out what it was all about. Who owns that car out front? I don't know. I never saw it in my life before. Where's the janitor this joint? Janitor? All right.
SPEAKER_07Mr.
SPEAKER_04Monks and his wife live in the basement.
SPEAKER_07There's nobody home.
SPEAKER_04Sometimes the monks stay overnight with Mrs. Monks' sister. She lives over in Glendale somewhere.
SPEAKER_07So the monks own a car?
SPEAKER_04Not that I know of.
SPEAKER_07Who lives in the apartment above this one? Uh uh, let's see. Uh.
SPEAKER_04An old bachelor. A man named Weaver.
SPEAKER_07Maybe that black sedan belongs to him. We wouldn't know. Okay, folks. Sorry to get you out of bed at this time in the morning.
SPEAKER_09Oh, that's all right, officer.
SPEAKER_07I'll go up and talk to this Weaver guy.
SPEAKER_09Uh, maybe that uh stop on the running board ain't blood, eh?
SPEAKER_07Blood, all right. Good night. Good night, officer.
SPEAKER_09You're lying to me, Russell.
SPEAKER_04That black sedan out front is the one you killed Tiny with.
SPEAKER_09Now listen, Claire.
SPEAKER_04Oh, Tiny didn't die. He drove the car back to the up.
SPEAKER_09I tell you, you're nuts. Tiny's dead. That car in front of the building only looks like the one I used tonight.
SPEAKER_04Then how do you explain the blood on the running board? How do you explain the blood inside?
SPEAKER_09I can't explain it.
SPEAKER_04I can't. Because it's the car you shot Tiny in. He came back here. He's hiding in the apartment somewhere, waiting to kill us. He said he'd dig his way out of his own grave to get it.
SPEAKER_09Oh, what a sap I was to tell you that.
SPEAKER_04Let's get away, Russ. Let's beat it out of here.
SPEAKER_09And leave that three grand locked in the trunk. Uh-uh.
SPEAKER_04Why did you have to lock that trunk? I told you Tiny had the only key.
SPEAKER_09I told you I'd have another key made in the morning. I heard it.
SPEAKER_04Somebody's out in the kitchen.
SPEAKER_09Oh, don't be a tap. There's no one in this apartment but you and me.
SPEAKER_04Then what was that noise?
SPEAKER_09I don't know. Probably the cat knocked over something on the kitchen table.
SPEAKER_04There it is again. I tell you, Tiny's here. Tony's daddy's daddy.
SPEAKER_09Hear me. In that car, two miles away.
SPEAKER_04Wait. Where are you going?
SPEAKER_09I'm going out in the kitchen.
SPEAKER_04Don't leave me alone.
SPEAKER_09I'm not leaving you alone. You're coming with me. Maybe you believe in ghosts. I don't. Come on.
SPEAKER_03Look. Look, in the bedroom.
SPEAKER_09Oh, it can't be. That's that's impossible.
SPEAKER_04I knew it. I knew he'd come back.
SPEAKER_09It can't be. It can't be Tiny where it's anything.
SPEAKER_03Why doesn't he say something? Why doesn't he do something? Why does he just lie there on the bed?
SPEAKER_09I'm going in the bedroom.
SPEAKER_03No. Don't go near.
SPEAKER_09I'm gonna get the key to that trunk.
SPEAKER_03Don't touch him, Russia. Don't go near him.
SPEAKER_09But Tiny has the key. You told me I gotta get it out of his pocket. We'll get the money and beat it.
SPEAKER_03He's great.
unknownI can't look at that.
SPEAKER_09All right. Eddie now. I'll slip my hand in his pocket. The key.
SPEAKER_06Hello, Russ.
SPEAKER_02Let's go of my wrist.
SPEAKER_06I said I'd come back, Russ.
SPEAKER_02Let's go of my wrist.
SPEAKER_06Drop the key. Claire. Claire, get the gun out of my back pocket. A gun won't help you, Russ. You ought to know that now.
SPEAKER_09Bring in my wrist.
SPEAKER_06Then drop the key. On the bed.
SPEAKER_09Okay, okay. I drop it.
SPEAKER_06That's my pal. Claire.
SPEAKER_00Don't come near him, Claire.
SPEAKER_06Take the key, Claire.
SPEAKER_00Don't come near him. I tell you.
SPEAKER_06Pick up the key. Come around on the other side of the bed and get it.
SPEAKER_04Yes, Tiny.
SPEAKER_06You've always been a good wife, Claire. Take the key. The money we got tonight all belongs to you.
SPEAKER_04Tiny. With his money, we all can all get away.
SPEAKER_06Sure we can. Pick up the key. Don't be afraid.
SPEAKER_03All right.
SPEAKER_06I will. Now. Now we're all together again.
SPEAKER_03Your hand is breaking my wrist.
SPEAKER_06We're all together again. You and me and Russ.
SPEAKER_03Russ? Why don't you do something?
SPEAKER_06Yeah, Russ. Why don't you do something? I can't even move. These big hands of mine. They're better than a gun. They can hold you two here maybe forever.
SPEAKER_05Go on, monks. Where's the buzzer again?
SPEAKER_07Ah, Dora, it's only eight o'clock in the morning. The Smiths don't get up this early.
SPEAKER_05We'll get him up. I'm gonna find out about this.
SPEAKER_07I'm going back downstairs and finish my breakfast.
SPEAKER_05You are not. You're the janitor of this building, and you're supposed to know what's going on with the tenants.
SPEAKER_07Well, that don't mean I gotta wake him up and ask some foolish questions.
SPEAKER_05I wanna know if the man we've heard about on the radio is our Mr. Smith. It can't be. How do you know? Go on, go on. Push the button.
SPEAKER_07We've had enough trouble last night over to your sister's house. Why go looking for more? This ain't looking for trouble.
SPEAKER_05If it was him, we've got to know sooner or later, and I wanna know now. Sure gonna be mad. I wanna know, that's all. You never can tell with tenants. Who'd think that mild old Mr. Weaver was the kind to go out hunting wild animals? Ah, that's different. All right, all right. Stop the buzzer, monks. You'll buzz long enough to wake the dead.
SPEAKER_07For crying out loud, Dora. This is a fine way to start the day. I haven't. Try the door. I haven't.
SPEAKER_05The door, monks.
SPEAKER_07Go on, try it.
SPEAKER_05Maybe it's unlocked. All right.
SPEAKER_07Hey. It is unlocked.
SPEAKER_05Well, open it. Go on in.
SPEAKER_07Hey. They got the lights in the living room all turned on.
SPEAKER_05I knew it. I tell you there's something wrong with them, Smith.
SPEAKER_07Crying out loud. You see what I see, Dora? Money. It's money laying all over the floor. They must have been storing that money in the trunk. Look. It's open. Yeah.
SPEAKER_05Some money inside of it, too.
SPEAKER_07The Smiths never had so much money.
SPEAKER_05As far as we knew. Ah, there was always something fishy about them Smiths. And their friend, too, Mr. Rogers.
SPEAKER_07Yeah. Hey. What are we gonna do? Someone in the bedroom. It don't sound like Mr. Smith.
SPEAKER_05No. No, that's not Mr. Smith. Come on, let's get out of here. Are you crazy? We're gonna find out what's the matter here. We're going into that bedroom. No, no, no, no.
SPEAKER_07Be careful, Dora. There's no telling who it is. Oh! Wait, wait. Don't go no further. It's Mr. Rogers. Yes. What in the world happened to him? Listen. Listen to what he's saying.
SPEAKER_02With blood all over it. That was Tiny's car. He came back.
SPEAKER_05Oh, he must have seen Mr. Weaver's car outside with all the blood on it. You'd better tell that old gent that he's scared of the other tenants. It's none of our business if he wants to go off shooting wild animals. But to bring them home dripping blood, it's enough to scare the wits out of anyone.
SPEAKER_07Blood, dripping. It was tiny blood. And now, Mr. Rogers, that was deer blood. Mr. Weavers upstairs went hunting yesterday.
SPEAKER_02Oh no, make them let me go. Make them take the cuffs off. Cups? Tiny did it. He clamped me to the bed.
SPEAKER_07You're not clamped to the bed, Mr. Rogers. Your sleeves caught in the rod at the edge of the bed.
SPEAKER_05What happened, Mr. Rogers? What happened to you?
SPEAKER_02Tiny did it. He put his hands around her throat. Tiny did it.
SPEAKER_03Oh, he's out of his head.
SPEAKER_02Dora.
SPEAKER_03It's true.
SPEAKER_07On the other side of the bed, Mrs. Smith. She's on the floor. Oh, maybe. Maybe she's fainted. No. No, no, there's marks on the neck. Say, Rogers, cut the act.
SPEAKER_02Maybe you killed her. Tiny did it. With his hands on her throat. Make him get off the bed. Make him get off the bed and open these cups. Make him get off the bed.
SPEAKER_05There's no one on the bed, Mr. Rogers.
SPEAKER_02Don't lie to me. I can see him. He's right in front of me lying on the bed.
SPEAKER_05But, Mr. Rogers, the bed's empty. The spread hasn't even a wrinkle.
SPEAKER_02Oh, I see him. I see him. It's tiny, I tell you. It couldn't be Mr. Smith.
SPEAKER_05Even if something was there. It couldn't be Mr. Smith.
SPEAKER_07It couldn't? No, he was killed. Police found him with four bullets in him. He was in a black sedan, they said. We heard it on the radio this morning. They found him dead about two miles from here.
SPEAKER_05Yes, they described him on the radio, too. And we knew it was Mr. Smith. He died about half past twelve last night.
SPEAKER_07Yeah, they they said he had big hands. Like Mr. Smith.
SPEAKER_05But the funny thing is, he had a key in his hand. A key? Yes, Mr. Rogers. A trunk key. A little trunk key in one of his great big hands.
SPEAKER_11From shadows and stillness, mystery weaves a spell of strangest fascination, charging the mind with doubts and fear. For mystery is a strange companion, a living memory in the haunting hour.
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