Double Indemnity | 1944
Clip Name: Walters-Alibi
Those Fates I was talking about had only been stalling me off.
Now they had thrown the switch. The gears had meshed.
The time for thinking had all run out.
I wanted my movements accounted for up to the last possible moment.
So when I left the office I put my rate book on the desk as if I had forgotten it.
That was part of my alibi.
From here on, it was a question of following the timetable...
...move by move.
I got home about 7:00 and drove right into the garage.
This was another item to establish my alibi.
Hi, Mr. Neff.
How about giving the heap a wash job?
How soon you gonna want it?
I got a couple cars ahead of you.
Any time you get to it, Charlie.
I'm staying in tonight.
Up in my apartment I called Lou Schwartz...
...one of the salesmen that shared my office.
He lived in Westwood, so it was a toll call and there'd be a record of it.
I told him I'd forgotten my rate book and needed some dope...
...on the public liability bond I was figuring.
I changed into a navy blue suit like Dietrichson was going to wear.
Lou Schwartz called me back and gave me a lot of figures.
I stuffed a hand towel and a roll of adhesive into my pockets...
...so I could fake something that looked like a cast on a broken leg.
Next, I stuck a card inside the telephone box...
...so that it would fall down if the bell rang.
That way I'd know if anybody had called me while I was away.
Then I did the same thing to the doorbell in case anybody came to see me.
I left the apartment by the service stairs. Nobody saw me.
I walked all the way from my apartment to the Dietrichson house.
I didn't want to take the bus...
...because there was always the chance that...
...someone might remember seeing me on it.
I was being that careful.
I could smell that honeysuckle again.
Only it was even stronger, now that it was night.