:09:01
Lake Tahoe. Turn right at Emerald Bay.
Big house on a hill. You won't miss it.
:09:07
You can't.
:09:29
Ann? John, are you letting
her out like this?
:09:33
Are you gonna stand for it, with a man
who won't even come to the door?
:09:40
Don't worry about them.
:09:43
- Darling.
- It's no good, is it?
:09:46
- It doesn't matter. It's just that they...
- Oh, honey, I know how they feel.
:09:50
- Don't worry about it.
- I'm not.
:09:53
- Then don't look so grim.
- No, it's something else.
:09:57
- What?
- That guy that showed up today...
:10:00
Yes?
:10:02
You want to ride with me
up to Lake Tahoe?
:10:04
- Now?
- Yes, now.
:10:06
I want to tell you something.
:10:08
All right, Jeff.
:10:10
You told me once
I'd have to tell you sometime.
:10:13
Well, this is it.
:10:30
Now, the first thing I wanna get off my
chest: My name isn't Bailey, it's Markham.
:10:35
- Markham. Jeff Markham?
- I should have told you before.
:10:39
I meant to, but I kept putting it off...
:10:42
...because I didn't like any part of it.
:10:45
- Please tell me, Jeff.
- Some of it's gonna hurt you.
:10:49
It doesn't matter.
:10:51
Well, our friend Markham
lived in New York.
:10:54
He worked with a sort of stupid,
oily gent by the name of Jack Fisher.
:10:59
We called ourselves detectives.