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You're positive, then?
Yes, sir, I can.
He was lying in there, a .38 slug in his chest.
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Here.
to the other employees in the store, were you not?
the electric gate started closing,
Della, get hold of George Andrews.
I call Mr. Jasper Horn to the stand, please.
What did you do while he was gone?
and interrupted him taking pictures,
No questions.
Objection, Your Honor.
and she gave our client the name of Beatrice Cornell.
I don't know that either.
An alarm sounded,
I'm subject to nosebleed.
Well, I just finished that.
The witness could not possibly tell who was on the other end.
I think you could've rested earlier
DENNISON: I am.
whether Mr. Borden could be disturbed.
binding the defendant over.
the gist of the conversation you had with Mr. Andrews
I'd like to clear up.
and open at 6 in the morning.
during the time you and Dr. Callison
at the Dorman Apartments?
That'll be all.
FETTRIDGE: Yes.
The state has not made such a contention.
However, you don't have to worry about the inspectors anymore.
You've made an accusation that Dawn Manning
Well, the car that, uh, Dawn Manning and I were in,
She was treating one of the dogs?
That's right.
She started to drive like crazy
in Mr. Borden's name?
I told him I felt sure
and who might be wandering around the estate--
I object, Your Honor.
in the murder of Wilfred Borden.
How do you do?
Sometimes he got models through me.
Besides, I wasn't driving.
Yes. What time?
as being on the other end of that telephone conversation.
I ask you if you recognize it.
I figure about a quarter of 10.
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Did you report the accident?
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Mr. G. Andrews.
I tell ya, it isn't my gun.
about the dogs always being loose at that time.
FRANK: Hm?
Did you wish to put this witness on the stand?
Well, while we were waiting in the den
I don't know how the gun got in my car.
Please do.
Yes, sir.
That's right.
I guess she grew up to be a big one.
Quite a bit.
I remember that, Mr. Mason.
That's where I was tonight.
and I'm all bruised and skinned.
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That's right. But I came back.
Why did he kill Borden, Mr. Mason?
Boy, it sure took you a long time
He said he would shoot Borden through his conniving heart
I passed out.
That's all, Mr. Horn. Thank you.
No, not for several months.
but I wonder if I might first call
( dog barking )
Uh-huh, Loretta Harper, Apartment 7E.
Not usually, but frequently.
Let's go, hm?
unless he made a deal with Borden.
That's right.
Just a minute, Mr. Mason.
BURGER: What type blood?
He's still sleeping it off, Loretta.
slightly to the left of the median line,
Thank you, Mr. Mason.
And what type of blood was it?
How do you do?
would it not?
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that nothing material has been changed,
Mm-hm.