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Hello?
Yes, this is the Falcon speaking.
Okora.
Thanks for the call, but I can't make it tonight, Angel.
I'm working on a case.
Seems a fellow is disturbed in the middle of the night and didn't get any sleep.
So by the next morning, he was dead tired.
The adventures of the Falcon dedicated to private investigators everywhere.
Those hard-hitting detectives who like Mike Wirling risk their lives to aid law enforcement agencies.
So join him now when the Falcon solves the case of the missing patient.
It's late Sunday night as two figures move cautiously among the packing boxes piled in a darkened pier on the New York waterfront.
The taller of the two figures carries a flashlight and runs its beam over the faces of the boxes as he moves slowly down the pier.
It should be somewhere right along here, Decker.
You have a wife. Why don't we come to it?
Patience, fellow. We will.
Crain you.
I think there's a chance that maybe we made a mistake?
A mistake?
Wanna street peer sectioned cargo from the Golden Star. There's no mistake unless they made one at the other end.
And we ought to come to it.
My news for you, Decker, we have...
Huh?
Feast your eyes on that, fellow.
A beautiful little crayon cross.
Lovely sight, wouldn't you say?
This is it. This is it.
Don't tell me.
Let's get it open.
Well, you have the crowbar, remember?
Oh, here, Crain.
Guess I'm kind of excited and try to control yourself. We have work to do. I'll hold the light.
Okay.
Can you see?
Yep.
You only have to take off two boards. It's supposed to be right on top.
Right?
All right, now look at how I'll reach in.
Okay, you got it?
Just a circle from it.
Yep, but I have something that's a bag. And it feels like...
Yeah, you hold the light.
Okay.
I'll open it and pour out what's in it.
Brother, look at them rocks.
Well, Decker looks like we've hit the jack.
All of you, too.
Crain, I'll be here in this case. Quick. Click off the light.
Come on out of there, both of you.
What are we going to do?
Sit tight and shut up.
I thought we left that watchman get for us.
It's not the watchman that's cops.
You don't come out or come in for you.
What do we want to do? They got the light on us.
I don't think they can see to the right of this box from where they are.
I look, I'm going to try crawling over to that next row of boxes.
If nothing happens, you'll follow.
Okay. You can see.
Got you.
And the shoulder itself.
You're asking for it.
Are you going to come out, peaceful?
All right. Let's move in.
Looks like they got it.
No.
Let's stay low and make a run the other way for the ship.
Maybe I could, but you'll never make it. They wouldn't do it.
I'll stay here, you go.
Never could.
Who would I say?
If you're lucky, you can make this ship that'll draw them off me.
You still want it the hard way, boys?
He's close, so I can get going while it's time.
If you make the ship duck down behind the rail, they'll lose you.
Run for the ball. There's a rope where she's tied up.
You can slide down it and you'll wind up near the car.
You'll have to be able to make the car before they realize what's happened.
Yeah, but how about you?
Maybe you can't get away while they're after you.
I'll keep the stone, so if they do catch up with you, you're clean.
If they don't catch up, go to my place.
I'll be there as soon as I see a duck.
I don't know.
Clean it, man. I'll work.
I'll get going.
But I'll go on.
Okay.
All right.
Oh, Carl.
The door.
Oh, sorry. I hear it.
You want me to go?
No, no, I'll go with.
As soon as I find my sleeper.
Ah, here.
Coming, coming.
Oh, I hear it.
You want me to go?
No, no, I'll go with.
As soon as I find my sleeper.
Ah, here.
Coming, coming.
Yeah, you're the doctor.
Yeah, good on the patient.
So I see all that blood.
Come right in here.
Yeah.
Sorry to disturb you this time of night, but it was an emergency.
No.
No things happen.
Actually, then.
Not exactly.
This was intended for me.
A bullet.
Oh.
Well, sit right here.
Right.
Now, if you can get off this jacket.
Or you can't lift arm.
No, no.
Well, here I'll help you.
Now, easy, easy, easy.
We slip the jacket down.
All right.
Yeah, I'm all right.
Thanks.
Now we see.
Well, I have to tear the shirt.
Go ahead.
Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
It's very bad.
Mm-hmm.
Not too bad.
I think I can with not too much difficulty get it out.
Well, I'll get Elsa to help with anesthetics.
All of that.
No anesthetics.
What?
I want to know what's going on.
It will hurt.
I'm not a professional hazard.
I'm prepared for it.
Well, as you wish.
What happened?
I'm not prepared for it.
Well, as you wish.
What I don't like to hurt.
Short of snops, perhaps.
If you let me watch you open a bottle, I don't want anything in it.
You're not a very suspicious man.
I have to be.
I get it there.
You've already guessed how this happened to me.
I haven't given it much thought.
It's my job to cure people, not to judge them.
I know it also happens to be a job to report any shooting.
Hmm.
Formality, the law requires...
I know what the law requires.
It's the expense with the formality.
That's why I'm not going to be put to sleep.
I want to be sure.
Zett.
Elsa, my wife.
Tell her to stay out of here.
She could tell her to stay out.
One minute, Elsa.
It's all right, Elsa.
As a patient, I can take care of it.
But don't you want me to help?
No, no, no, no.
Go back to bed.
Well, I'll put on some coffee.
It'll be on the stove.
All right.
Thank you, Elsa.
Oh, you shouldn't be so alarmed of Elsa.
She wouldn't harm anyone.
I told you I have to be careful.
Yeah.
Is it worth it?
I wonder.
What's worth?
Water, field, paint.
I'm not complaining.
I come on, how about getting a work?
Yeah.
Now we get to work.
Carl.
Are you sure you don't need me?
It's nearly three o'clock.
How much longer you're going to be?
Carl.
Carl.
Carl.
Carl.
Carl.
Carl.
Carl.
Carl.
Carl.
Carl.
Yes?
Hello.
Do I have the right apartment?
Well, I don't know.
What apartment do you want?
Oh, excuse me.
I'm looking for Michael Wearing.
He's a detective, sometimes called a fork.
You have the right apartment, come in.
Thank you.
Now, what can I do for you?
Are you the fork?
Now, who did you think I am?
Well, I wasn't sure.
Friend, perhaps a secretary or something.
I mean, well, I guess I expected someone...
Well, not quite so polished.
Well, the polish is on his skin deep, believe me.
I don't need as a perfect example of a private eye.
Knows of steel, muscles of iron, and rocks in my head.
I suppose you tell me your name and we'll go on from there.
Oh, yes.
I'm Mrs. Carl Eberhardt.
Mm-hmm.
And just why do you want a detective, Mrs. Eberhardt?
My husband has been murdered.
Oh, I'm sorry.
That comes easy, doesn't it?
What?
I'm sorry.
Like, good day or how are you?
Figure of speech.
Who didn't even know Carl?
What do you want me to say?
I'm being difficult, aren't I?
You'll have to forgive me, Mr. Wearing.
It's been such a shock.
You were so happy.
Carl was a good man.
Kind.
I don't worry.
Mr. Wearing, I'm not going to break down.
That's all right. Go ahead.
If it'll make you feel any better.
No, I've been through all that.
I want you to find out who did this thing.
Why not leave it to the police?
I've seen to have an idea. I did it.
It was quite unpleasant.
At least they didn't lock you up.
Not yet.
Why should they suspect you?
Because they don't know who else to suspect.
Carl had no enemies.
I told you he was a good man.
Everyone who knew him liked you.
Including you.
Yes.
But I'm considerably younger than Carl.
I think the police hope to make something of that.
They're looking for the other man in your life.
Yes.
Is that one?
You have the same sort of mind, I see.
Well, if you mean one that considers all possibilities, yes.
If I'm going to help you, I have to have the facts.
You have them.
I told you the truth.
All right.
Then there's no triangle and your husband has no enemies.
That's right.
And you have no idea who might have killed him.
Oh, but I do.
Well, I thought you said you didn't.
Well, I don't know his name.
But a man came in the middle of the night.
Carl said it was a patient.
Did you see him?
No, no, he took him in the office.
After more than an hour when Carl didn't come back to bed,
I went in the office.
The patient was gone.
Carl was dead.
Could it have been one of the regular patients?
I don't think so.
Carl would have mentioned his name.
Total stranger, no connection with your husband.
Nobody saw him.
I guess I'm asking me impossible, aren't I?
Maybe I'd better forget the whole thing
and let the police think what they want.
No, Mrs. Everhart.
I'll find the man for you.
You really think you can?
Yes, sure.
I don't you worry.
Everything is going to be all right.
I promise.
You know, wearing even a firearm on the police floor,
I'm homicide, not traffic.
So if you get a ticket, don't expect me to fix it.
All right, Corbett, you don't like the way I drive?
Get out.
Well, don't you a little ray of sunshine today?
I ought to give you a lift ahead, Corbett.
Yes, sir.
I'm going to get out.
I'm going to get out.
I'm going to get out.
I'm going to get out.
I'm going to get out.
I'm going to get out.
I'm going to get out.
I'm going to get out.
I ought to give you a lift ahead, Corbett.
Yes, wearing.
So you could pump me about the Everhart case.
Well, a lot of good as did me.
I told you all we know wearing.
Which adds up to a big fat zero.
You haven't any more of the missing patient than I have.
If there is a missing patient.
There is sergeant you know there is.
Oh, no, no, no.
Just because you stuck your neck out, don't expect me to follow.
Look, I said I'd find that character for a Corbett and I will.
More power to you.
After all, there are only 10 million people in New York.
That's right.
I couldn't at least one of them have seen this guy.
Still assuming there is such a guy.
Oh, why couldn't he have left the clue?
Why isn't there something one measly lead with identity?
Oh, why can't I keep my big mouth shut?
Oh, that wearing is the question.
I'm missing Mrs. Everhart.
I'd find the guy when there's not a single thing to go on.
Don't worry.
Just leave it to me.
Everything is going to be all right.
You know something, Corbett.
I must be nuts.
Wearing.
For the first time in my life.
I'm inclined to agree with you.
And now back to the adventures of the falcon.
A few days have passed since Mike wearing promise to pick a man out of nowhere.
Now Mike is cooled off, gone to work on it.
And he seems a little more cheerful as he enters Sergeant Corbett's office at headquarters.
Hello, Corbett.
You're wearing.
You look a little more human today.
For you, that's quite a feat.
Well, I'm feeling better, Corbett.
What happened, Mrs. Everhart fire you?
No, and I don't think she will.
I hate to spoil your fun, Corbett, but I'm on the track of the missing patient.
You don't...
Don't say.
Oh, I do say.
I've been checking.
Two fellas were spotted looting cargo on the waterfront the night of the murder.
Yeah, I heard about it.
I expected to be in front of a smuggling ring.
So what?
So the two guys got away, but they were shooting.
The cop who spotted them is sure he hit one.
Oh, you think?
Everhart isn't far from the pier.
And if the fella had a bullet in him, he'd need a doctor.
And then he might want to shut the doctor up.
Yeah.
Could be.
But if the guys got away, you still don't know who they are.
You should keep in touch with the other departments, Corbett.
Joey Decker was identified as one of the men.
One who got hit?
No, the other one.
If they could decker up the next day, he denies any part of it.
Denies he was ever at the pier.
But he has no alibi, and they booked him. He's out on bail.
So if we could crack Decker?
That's right, Corbett.
If we can make him name this partner, I'm willing to bet we'll have our missing patient.
What are we waiting for?
Who's waiting?
Okay, wearing.
Only this time I drive in a squad car.
Hope Decker's in.
No, he wouldn't be if we announced ourselves that we can only take a chance.
Yeah.
Well, now.
Sounds like trouble.
Yeah, come on, proper scout.
His deck is a popular place, coming from camp.
Decker!
Decker, what's going on in there?
Come on, we better try to break this door in.
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
They've stopped.
Maybe now they'll answer.
Come on in there!
Open up!
Where is it?
Police!
All right.
All right, just a minute.
Well, make it a short minute.
What was going on in there?
Just a nice friendly argument.
So if one of those friends doesn't open this door pretty quick, I'm still going to kick it in.
I think somebody's coming.
Well, what do you want?
Catch him, wearing.
I've got him.
Here, I'll bag him to this chair.
There.
Brother, our cold.
Yeah.
Way his face is pushed out of shape.
He wasn't playing solitaire.
Which means whoever did this is probably still in the apartment.
I better have a look.
Yeah, go to it, wearing.
I'll see if I can bring this fellow around.
Right.
Hey, Corbin.
Yeah, what is it?
It's a back door and it's open.
Whoever we're looking for is probably left.
Well, it can't be far.
Maybe you can catch him.
Right, I'm on my way.
I'm a side, Sergeant Corbin.
Hello, Corbin.
Wearing.
Where in blazes are you?
You've been gone 15 minutes.
I went down the back way to the street.
The fellow is just getting in a taxi, so I followed.
The spot you?
No, he went to the bus station on 34th and picked up a package from a baggage locker.
Then he went down to Penn station.
He's eating out a lunch stand in the station.
I'm calling from a booth where I can watch him.
Are you sure he's the guy we're after?
Well, he was at Decker's.
His left arm's in his sling.
Seems to add up.
Well, stick with him.
I've got an ambulance here for Decker.
They don't need me, so where do I find you?
Public phone with the operators on duty.
Long Island side.
Penn station.
If I'm not here, that means our friend finished his meal and shoved off.
But don't worry, Wearing.
I'll be there before his coffee cools.
Hello, Wearing.
Is he still here?
Yeah, Corbett, you made it just in time.
He left the stand.
He's headed for the subway.
Come on.
Right.
There he is.
Passing the newsstand.
The tall guy, the tan topcoat.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I see the sling.
But gets me the Wearing is how we could do the job on Decker with one arm out of commission.
I guess he can still hold a gun in his hand.
That way he could keep Decker from fighting back and he could slap him around with his gun arm.
Hey, going through the turnstown.
Yeah, I thought he might.
Sorry, I had a good time, Freddie.
Let's hurry it up.
You want him to hop a train that we can't catch.
Right.
All right, I'll put the diamond.
Corbett, going through.
Okay.
Over here, Wearing.
These are the stairs he took.
Yeah.
It is a train on the platform.
Come on.
Quick.
You see him, Corbett?
Yeah.
He's getting in the last car.
Hurrying up.
Hurrying up.
Hurrying up.
Hurrying up.
That's a door.
Come on.
Get in.
That was close.
Woo.
Hey, now I see his face.
I know that guy, huh?
He's earning crane.
I questioned him on another tape.
Oh, he sees me.
And he knows me.
Look, he's pushing towards the back.
That's all right, the doors are closed.
You can't get out and get out the back door to the tracks.
Yeah.
He's opening it.
Come on.
Yeah.
Excuse me, please.
Let me through here, please.
Piping, please.
Tom Kennedy, jump to the train style.
Don't keep going.
He's up so much pain.
I'm sorry, lady.
I didn't know you were here.
I'm here.
I'm here.
Come on, let's go here.
Here we are, we're wearing.
But we're going pretty fast.
Will I be Mr. Mabana from us?
Or I'm keeping it so long, moment, hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
Hurry.
These openings in the tunnel wall make Danny Foxhole.
So you and I can keep shooting it out until Corbett comes back with help.
You're not getting anywhere.
Why don't you give yourself up?
Well, I guess that's my answer.
It's no matter crane on a bullet.
Now here's where we get together, then.
Hey.
All right.
Can you stop pumping with that clip?
You should've known you couldn't get it in fast enough with that bum arm.
If I can't get it, my gun maybe it'll do some good in your face.
No.
No, you don't.
You're not going anywhere.
Let's go.
I don't know what you're trying to prove.
But you can't put up a fight with that arm.
I told you.
I wanted to quit.
Look out.
Just come against that third rail.
It's certain it's for both of you.
They're not taking me.
This is the way you want it.
Here it is.
All right.
All right.
I'm not getting up.
Hurry up.
It's a train coming.
I can't hear.
I'll help you.
Hurry up.
Sorry, but if we don't move fast, come on, train.
And I just managed to drag him out of the way in time, Corbett.
Yeah, good that you did wearing.
Treasury boys hoped to pump him about the smuggling outfit,
and they couldn't very well if he was mangled.
And I don't know how far they'll get.
He doesn't seem to want to talk.
He'll talk.
And that package of rocks he had with him would do a lot of talking for him.
A couple of diamonds in there.
There's this size of golf balls.
And what a main thing.
As far as I'm concerned is that I've proved Mrs. Everhart's story about the Midnight Visitor.
Oh.
Yeah, I'm calling her now to tell her the good news.
Hello.
May I speak to Mrs. Everhart, please?
What?
When?
Let me see.
All right, thanks.
No, goodbye.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.
All right, thanks.
No, goodbye.
Well, how do you like that?
Well, seeing as how I'm not a mind reader, I wouldn't know.
How do I like what wearing?
That was a nurse, Mrs. Everhart is unconscious.
Huh?
Yeah, it seems she was beaten up this afternoon, too.
And now, back to the adventures of the falcon.
Half an hour has passed since Mike Wearing learned that Mrs. Everhart was beaten unconscious.
He's gone to see her and now she opens her swollen eyes.
Is that you, Mr. Wearing?
Yes, Mrs. Everhart.
Now, don't try to talk yet.
Oh, I want to talk.
I saw the man this time.
I can give a description.
Well, good.
I hope it fits the man we caught.
Oh, you've caught him?
No, we caught somebody.
Now, if we can tie him to you, the whole thing will fit together.
Well, this man was tall or a tan topcoat.
A long face, long shot nose, thin lips, and his left arm was in a slain.
Well, I guess that does it.
Is it the same man?
Yes.
What did he want with you?
Well, I'm not sure it was so confusing.
He said, I knew.
But I didn't.
He held a gun in his left hand and hit me with his right hand.
He told me to talk, said, I killed Carl.
You killed Carl?
That's what he said.
Did he mention the diamonds?
Diam?
What diamond?
Oh, oh, maybe that's what he meant.
Stones, he said, something about stones.
That could be diamonds.
Yes, it could.
But I don't understand.
Carl didn't have any.
No, it's all right, Mrs. Eberhardt.
Don't try to talk anymore.
But that may.
Well, don't you worry about him.
We've got him where we want him.
And he had the diamonds on him, so that angle is taken care of.
But the murder was another matter.
However, now that you can identify him, I think we can take care of that, too.
Right now, Crane, are you going to talk or aren't you?
I hate to disappoint you, Sergeant, but I can't think of a thing to say.
Waring, I'd like to give this character a dose of his own medicine.
He likes to rough up people.
I don't think it's necessary, Corbett.
Diam is on him definitely time to the smuggling mob.
That's right.
And Mrs. Eberhardt's identification will time to Eberhardt.
And finally, he's beating up Decker, who's as if you don't know.
Oh, you'd be surprised how many things I don't know, Sergeant.
You're too modest, Crane.
Rizzo.
Yes, Sergeant?
Send Decker in.
Right.
All right, Decker, inside.
OK.
What do you want with me, Sergeant?
We have a friend of yours here.
Huh?
Him?
Yeah.
I don't know him.
You don't know, Crane.
I have a song before my life.
You mean he's not the guy who did that job on your face this afternoon?
I told you I never saw him before.
OK, put it up, Sergeant, you don't find.
Now you might have expected this, Corbett.
Decker's been denying any partner jewel smuggling.
Naturally, he's going to deny any tie-up with Crane.
Yeah.
Still, I don't see why he's so worried about a smuggling charge,
and we've got a murder rap to hang on him.
What's up, Warren?
You heard me, Decker.
You're the one who killed Dr. Eberhardt.
I never even heard of a Doc Eberhardt.
He's the Dr. Crane went to after the shooting on the pier.
You must have followed him there.
I didn't.
I wasn't on the pier.
I didn't go to the doctors.
Now Crane must have passed out while the doctor was working on him.
The doctor was going to phone the police.
That's when you showed up.
You killed him to keep him from calling the police.
Oh, you're crazy.
Crane had the rocks.
Crane went to the doctors.
Why do you try to drag me in?
How do you know Crane had the rocks unless you were with him on the pier?
Well, I mean, all right.
Sorry, I was on the pier.
Crane got me into it.
But he took the rocks and him and me split up.
I didn't even see him again until this afternoon when he tried to scare me into shutting up
that's why he beat up on me.
You're the rat.
Wait!
That's enough.
I am.
All right, Murray.
And on your face.
It's Dr. Crane.
All right.
Hold on.
Yeah.
Now the doctor is talking, Corbett.
I think you can wrap up the case.
You'll bet I'm talking.
Crane took the rocks.
That's right, Decker.
And he killed the doctor.
No, that's wrong, Decker.
I still nominate you for that.
So just keep talking and you'll prove it.
Well, hello.
Oh, hello, Mr. Waring.
Come in.
Thank you.
Now, how do you feel today?
Better thanks.
I hear you sobbed the case.
Uh-huh.
And I understand the man who attacked me wasn't the murderer.
Well, that's right.
It wasn't Crane.
It was his partner, Decker.
But how did you know?
Well, I was sure the murderer had the diamonds.
Mr. Crane was looking for them.
Well, that's right.
Well, I was sure the murderer had the diamonds.
Since Crane was looking for them,
he obviously wasn't the murderer.
I see.
And he thought you might have them,
but you couldn't tell him anything,
or he wouldn't have had to try Decker.
That meant you weren't the murderer.
And that leaves Decker.
That's right.
Crane was able to go directly to the diamonds
when he left Decker,
so Decker must have told them where they were.
Mm-hmm.
Well, I don't know how to thank you for clearing this up, Mr. Waring.
You hired me to do a job?
I did it, that's all.
And risked your life doing it.
Don't minimize it.
Well, it would have been a bigger risk if I hadn't.
What do you mean?
If I hadn't cleared things up after the promises I made,
Sergeant Corbett would have rares the life out of me.
Good night, Mr. Decker.
