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Oh.
You know, l-- l think l have one of those faces you can't help believing.
- Is anyone at home ? - No.
Oh ? There's somebody sitting in the window.
- N-N-No, there isn't. - Sure. Take a look.
Oh, th-that must be my mother.
She's an, uh, ''inavlid--'' an invalid.
Uh, it's practically like living alone.
Oh, l see.
lf this girl, Marion Crane, were here, you wouldn't be hiding her, would you ?
- No. - Not even if she paid you well ?
No. [ Chuckles ]
Let's say, for the sake of argument, she wanted you to gallantly protect her.
You'd know you were being used.
- You wouldn't be made a fool of. - l'm not a fool.
And l'm not capable of being fooled, not even by a woman.
- This is not a slur on your manhood. - Let's put it this way.
She might have fooled me, but she didn't fool my mother.
Then your mother met her. Could l talk to your mother ?
No. As l told you, she's confined.
Just for a few minutes. There might be some hint that you missed out on.
Sick old women are usually pretty sharp.
- l wouldn't disturb her. - Mr. Arbogast, l-l think l've--
- l think l've talked to you all l want. - Yes, but just for--
lt'd be much better if you left now. Thanks.
Well, all right.
You sure would save me a lot of Ieg work if you'd let me talk to her.
- Would l need a warrant for that too ? - Sure.
All right. Thanks, anyway.
[ Car Door Opens, Closes ]
[ Car Engine Starts ]
[ Car Pulls Away ]