1:09:01
And the faded newspaper photo of a girl,
with the name torn away.
1:09:05
What the fortune teller could get
from that pile of junk, God only knew.
1:09:11
- Who was in the hunting squad?
- Signor Gilbert not tell me nothing.
1:09:16
- What did Gilbert want with you?
- He wants to know who killed him.
1:09:21
- And the girl?
- I know nothing.
1:09:25
- I say goodbye.
- And I say hello.
1:09:31
- And the girl, Wizard?
- The girl is dead!
1:09:43
She looked like a distant relative
of Rocky Marciano.
1:09:47
Her honour was on the missing list.
So was her cash.
1:09:50
It was too late to retrieve either.
1:09:58
Things were beginning to look up.
I had some leads to follow.
1:10:02
An address and the photo of a dead girl.
That brought me back to the late Preston Gilbert.
1:10:12
- The wake's at our place.
- Preston will be pleased.
1:10:18
His face rang a bell, a warning bell.
1:10:21
I'd seen it staring at me
from a thousand posters all over town.
1:10:25
But I'd also seen it somewhere else.
1:10:27
- Is that Cippola?
- Yes.
1:10:30
That's when it hit me.
1:10:32
Cippola was one of the men with
Preston Gilbert in the hunting photo.
1:10:36
That was only the start.
There was more to come.
1:10:39
Banker, tailor, soldier, sailor.
They were all in the photograph.
1:10:43
- Who are all these others?
- They used to shoot together.
1:10:47
With him or at him?
1:10:50
Now I knew how the princess had
met her prince - on a boar hunt with Gilbert.
1:10:54
Cippola and the film star had been friends
until Betty switched beds.
1:10:58
Preston couldn't have liked that.
Three wives down and two to go.