:01:07
I shall never forget
the weekend Laura died.
:01:12
A silver sun burned through the sky
like a huge magnifying glass.
:01:18
It was the hottest Sunday
in my recollection.
:01:22
I felt as if I were the only human being
left in New York.
:01:28
For with Laura's
horrible death, I was alone.
:01:33
I, Waldo Lydecker...
:01:36
was the only one
who really knew her...
:01:40
and I hadjust begun
to write Laura's story when...
:01:45
another of those detectives
came to see me.
:01:49
I had him wait.
:01:54
I could watch him
through the half-open door.
:02:10
I noted that his attention
was fixed upon my clock.
:02:15
There was only one other
in existence...
:02:17
and that was
in Laura's apartment...
:02:20
in the very room
where she was murdered.
:02:27
Careful there.
That stuff is priceless.
:02:31
Come in here, please.
:02:40
Mr. Lydecker?
:02:42
Ah, you recognize me.
How splendid.
:02:44
Sit down, please.
:02:49
Nice little place
you have here, Mr. Lydecker.
:02:52
It's lavish,
but I call it home.
:02:55
I suppose you're here
about the Laura Hunt murder.
:02:58
Yesterday morning,
after Laura's body was found...