:44:37
Fred?
:44:44
- Yes?
- What's the matter? Did you go to sleep?
:44:46
This is McPherson.
Any calls come through?
:44:51
Well, keep listening.
:44:53
No. Nothing new.
:45:01
I happened to see
the lights on.
:45:04
Have you sublet
this apartment?
:45:06
You're here often enough
to pay rent.
:45:08
- Any objections?
- Yes.
:45:12
I object to you prying
into Laura's letters...
:45:14
especially those from me.
:45:16
- Why? Yours are the best in the bunch.
- Thanks.
:45:19
But I didn't
write them to you.
:45:21
Haven't you any sense
of privacy?
:45:25
Murder victims have
no claim to privacy.
:45:28
Have detectives who buy portraits
of murder victims a claim to privacy?
:45:34
Lancaster Corey told me
that you've already put in a bid for it.
:45:37
That's none of your business.
:45:40
McPherson, did it ever strike you
that you're acting very strangely?
:45:44
It's a wonder you don't come here like a
suitor, with roses and a box of candy-
:45:47
drugstore candy, of course.
:45:50
Have you ever dreamed
of Laura as your wife...
:45:53
by your side at the policeman's ball,
or in the bleachers...
:45:56
or listening to the heroic story of how
you got a silver shinbone...
:45:59
from a gun battle
with a gangster?