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♪ ♪

I'll take two.

Sixty.

Up to you, Loren.

You're too strong
for me tonight, Victor.

Freeman?

I'll call.

Aces full.

Beats me.

You win. You lose.

It evens out.

I'll buy half of that.

You win, Farnsworth, who else?

Here you are.

Thank you, Walter.

Better luck next time.

I don't think there'll
be a next time.

Drinks at the club?

Anything to kill the taste.

Where's Jim?

He didn't show up.

Well, I don't blame him.

How deep in hock can you get?

Helen's on the phone.

She said Jim was here.

Jim!

Jim, what happened?

(theme music playing)

♪ ♪

Mr. Mannix, Mr. Wickersham
wants to see you.

Oh, Mr. Mannix,
Mr. Wickersham wants to see you.

He's in the computer room.

On my way.

He wants to see me
in the computer room.

How are you this
morning, Mannix?

Okay.

Have a nice breakfast?

Yeah. And I brushed my
teeth and I washed my socks.

Now you can drop the other shoe.

It's all here. Follow
the man, locate the girl,

and get the usual affidavits.

Thanks, anyway.

Mannix.

I don't touch divorce.

Okay. I promised the
client I'd talk to you.

So you talked.

It's Gloria Newman.

She's in your office.

The name is Farnsworth now.

Yeah, I was at the wedding.

Apparently, she wants you

at the divorce, too.

Sorry.

You really going
to say no to her?

How does she look?

Want to hear a corny line?

You haven't changed either.

Three years is a long
time without a call.

Well, you got married.
I figured you'd be busy.

I must have picked up
that phone 100 times.

Joe, will you help me?

Why me?

There are other
detective agencies.

There are other
detectives in this agency.

Because I can trust you.

Because you are the best.

And because it's going to
take the best to beat Victor.

You seemed happy
going down the aisle.

Well, whatever it was,
it died a long time ago.

Will you help me, Joe?

Hire a lawyer.

Divorces come easy these days.

Not so easy.

Loneliness is a
very potent drug.

It can make you do things.

I made mistakes. No excuses.

I made them.

But Victor will smear me
over every newspaper in town.

I want a quiet divorce.

The only chance I have
is to get something on him,

so that we can make a trade.

Oh, I know it sounds dirty.

That seems to be the only
language he understands.

How dirty?

Another woman.

Maybe, if you, uh, follow him,
you can find out who she is.

I'll be in touch.

Joe, do you remember

that little toy carousel
you gave me?

I still have it.

I should have held on
to you, too, for dear life.

I won't make that mistake again.

When this is all over,
I'm going to get you back.

(barking)

(barking)

(barking)

(barking)

(gunshot)

Mr. Farnsworth?

(siren wailing)

Oh, no.

I don't care about appointments.

If this headache
doesn't get any better,

I won't be in tomorrow either.

Maybe even longer.

How did you get in?

Did you ever try knocking?

Victor Farnsworth is dead.

I think I'll lie down.

You'd better hear the rest.

Maybe I'd better not.

I'd like a print check on this.

That's yours.

That's right, Lou.

She set me up.

With those big eyes
and that soft voice,

she set me up.

Now, how did you
get into this one?

I was slugged, and then
dragged into their house.

And something tells me
he was shot with my gun.

We'll call my lawyers,

go down to the D.A.'s Office.

No. You know what you're doing?

Not yet. No.

The killer knows
what he's doing.

I was no sudden brainstorm.

I was someone's
handpicked patsy.

Everywhere you
look, I fit. Tight.

Victor refuses to
give Gloria a divorce,

so she comes to me
with tears in her eyes

and says, "Help me,
Joe." So I say, "Sure,"

even though I don't
handle divorce cases,

and everybody knows
that, but I take this one.

Why?

Because I'm an old love.

She's very pretty and appealing,
and she's worth millions.

Now, you know the D.A. will
make Murder One out of that

without leaving his office.

So don't ask me to stand still!

Now, Joe, wait a minute.

What if they catch up to you?

Supposing some rookie
cop gets nervous...

I'm not going to sit
this out in a jail cell!

You'll be backed up
by Intertect all the way.

I'll be working for you.

I want me working for me, Lou.

All right.

What do you want me to do?

Get me a rundown on
the Farnsworth circle...

Friends, neighbors, Victor's
card-playing buddies. Everything.

All right. Go to a movie.

Stay all day or something.

Get me Parker in
the computer room.

Oh, Joe, give me three hours,

and then get in touch
with me through the office.

I don't care where Parker went!

Get him to the phone!

Oh, and Joe... Joe!

Hello. You tell Parker
I will be in that office

in as long as it
takes me to get there,

and I want him with me

or I'll turn on his
delicate machines myself!

Wait a minute.

Calm down.

Just tell Parker I will be
in that office in 15 minutes.

Why? Because my
headache went away!

That's why!

You know what I
think of you, Gloria.

That's why I'm here.

The only reason.

Thank you for coming.

Oh, Gloria.

Hello, Clara.

Hi, Loren.

Want to hear a terrible thing?

I had visions of
doing it myself.

Loren, honey, that's tasteless.

No, really, Clara.

I think everybody had that
thought from time to time.

Why don't you take him somewhere

and buy him a martini?

(playing soft melody)

Gloria.

I just couldn't
believe the news.

It was such a shock.

It's incredible,
absolutely incredible.

Victor was such a fine man.

John, please forgive me.

I must lie down.

Of course. I understand.

Mrs. Farnsworth, the
District Attorney is on his way.

The police giving
you a bad time?

Questions.

I'll speak to the
District Attorney.

You don't have to say anything.

Thank you.

(music stops)

(gasps)

Oh, Joe, I knew it was you
when I saw the carousel.

It only cost a couple of bucks.

You gave it to me that
last night, remember?

Yeah, it seemed appropriate.

Going around in circles,
getting no place... like us.

(doorknob rattles)

Who is it?

DETECTIVE: Mrs. Farnsworth?

Yes?

The District Attorney is here.

I'll be down in a moment.

You can't believe
I'd give you away?

Why not? You hired me.

You knew exactly
when I'd be here.

I don't know how you dragged
my body into the house.

You must have had help.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, Joe, I wanted him out
of my life, but not that way.

You shouldn't have come.

You mean now... or this morning?

What do I have to do
to make you believe me?

All right...

someone killed Victor,
not you, not me. Who?

Take a wild guess.

No one.

Everyone.

I don't know.

What about Victor's girlfriend
I was supposed to find?

Oh, Joe, it doesn't matter now.

It matters to me!

Well, I think it's Susan Graham.

She's a model.

Susan Graham.

How will I get in
touch with you?

Don't.

Well, I can go
through Victor's papers.

Maybe something will turn up.

Then call Lou Wickersham.

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REPORTER: The name
Farnsworth has been "high society"

for a hundred years.

Victor Farnsworth's
wedding three years ago

to the lovely Gloria Newman
was the social event of the season.

The police say the
suspect, Joe Mannix,

knew Mrs. Farnsworth
before her marriage.

(doorbell rings)

Their names were
romantically linked

by a newspaper
columnist and at one time...

Yes?

MANNIX: Photographer.

My agent didn't say anything
about a photographer.

He forgot.

Who are you?

Joe Mannix.

Oh.

Excuse me.

I have to make a phone call.

Well, what do you want?

Answers.

You're breaking my arm!

It'd get a lot worse.

I don't know anything.

Victor was paying your rent.

Victor was a good
friend, that's all.

(doorbell rings)

Just cool it.

(gun cocks)

(door opens)

Her coat's still here.

She'll probably be
back any minute.

Call the airline.

Get rid of them.

No tricks, or I'll use this.

When is the next
flight to Caracas?

What are you standing there for?

Pack her things!

Susan, where the
devil have you been?

Tied up.

You're going on a trip.

Get some things together.

I just had a vacation.

No, it has to be today.

I said forget it.

You're the only one who can
possibly connect me to Victor.

Then you go.

Who do you think
you're talking to?!

He told me to get rid of you.

Larsen.

He's gone.

Who was it?

Joe Mannix.

He wanted to know about Victor.

Good.

Put it in the name of "Graham."

Plane leaves in 45 minutes.

Get your coat.

Look, you and
Victor used my place

as an office once a
week. I'm not involved.

You were involved

when you took your
first dollar from us.

Okay.

I'll say Victor came here alone.

That's nothing new to the world.

Is that what you'll
tell the police?

Sure.

You won't have to
if you're not here.

If she doesn't cooperate,
you know how to handle it.

We'll go through
every inch of this place

while you take
her to the airport.

Come back for us.

Oh, I, uh, I left some pills.

My name was on the box.

In the kitchen.

Be good and, uh, it'll
be worth your while.

Drop dead!

You look around,
see what you can find.

I'll get my pills.

Keep calm.

Here are your pills.

(gun cocks)
That's right, Mulloy.

You're an intelligent man.

Explain how I've got
nothing to lose by killing you.

Move.

(gun cocks)

Let him go. He's a wanted man.

The police won't
believe anything he says.

As long as Susan's
gone, we're all right.

(phone rings)

Hello.

MANNIX: This is
Julius. Any messages?

I said don't phone here!

Meet me at Fourth and
DeGrasse in 15 minutes.

We can't take
the chance, Julius.

Just cruise around.
I'll signal you.

(tires squeal)

Get me Jacobsen at
police headquarters.

Jake, Lou Wickersham.

Don't ask me how I am.

That rookie on my back is
as inconspicuous as a boil.

Look, I know, I
know, it's routine.

But I don't have Mannix
in my trunk, so call him off.

Jake, do you want me
to call the Commissioner?

Not two hours ago, you said

you'd be careful.

We got the report on your gun.

My prints?

Only yours.

If they'd had more time

I'm sure they'd have left
us there holding hands.

We turned up some
interesting stuff.

Go ahead. I'm a
captive audience.

Well, Victor was broke.

Whatever he made in those
card games, he blew at the track.

Well, at least
she'll get the house.

Gloria? She gets nothing.

The whole front...
House, cars, everything...

Belonged to Victor's partner.

He had one, you know.

J.P. Mulloy.

Do you really need
me on this case?

Like I told you a long time ago,

turn in those million
dollar machines.

Pay me the difference.

A million dollars won't
get you out of this.

Those machines might.

Okay, Lou.

Those machines also revealed

that several members of
Victor's set met with accidents.

John Mason, Will Barnes...

All men who sat in on Victor's
game at one time or another.

Most recently Jim Burton.

Yeah.

Burton was a little slow in
paying Victor what he lost.

When he got out of the hospital,
he threatened to kill Victor.

What else?

That's it. What do you
expect for a fast check?

For ten cents, I can get

the same information
out of a newspaper

without all those
lights and buttons.

Hey, where are we heading?

A girl named Clara
Warner called.

She's a friend of Gloria's.

She wants to talk to you.

All right.

Call me at this number.

It's a phone booth
at Fourth and Borden.

I still say this is all wrong.

All that electricity
the machines used,

they at least come
up with a guess?

General areas.

How general?

As I said, it was
only a brief scanning.

How brief?

One suspect.

Okay, Lou, who?

You.

Waiter, what time is it please?

4:10.

Ten minutes since
you asked me at 4:00.

Guess I've been stood up.

Nice kid.

Anybody who stood her up
needs a psychiatric checkup.

MANNIX: Clara?

Are you Joe Mannix?

That's right.

I've been waiting in
there over an hour.

It's safer out here.

Look, I've got
something to tell you.

Go ahead.

I want you to
understand one thing.

Victor deserved what happened.

I never thought I'd
say that about anyone.

You know who killed him?

Well, that's the trouble.
I mean, I'm not sure.

And I don't want to hurt anyone.

(gunshot)

Give me your keys.

Call a cab.

Go home. Don't let
anyone in but me.

(tires squealing)

(tires squealing)

(truck horn honking)

(brakes squealing)

(crash)

(knocking)

♪ ♪

(phone ringing)

Carl's Maintenance.

I want a mess cleaned up.

Susan Graham tried
to get on that plane.

I tipped Jacobsen and they
picked her up for questioning.

She doesn't know anything.

Where are you?

At Clara Warner's.

What did she say?

Probably said she
was too young to die.

Someone didn't believe her.

Any idea who did it?

Yeah, the field is narrowing.

I have something that may
help you to handicap it. Go ahead.

Victor's lawyers prepared
divorce papers months ago.

Gloria tore them up.

She lied to us, Joe.

Pick up Gloria and meet
me at the Hunt Street Station.

Tell her Mulloy
was Victor's partner.

Tell everybody.

Joe, are you all right?

I think I'm catching
your headache.

(horn honking)

(horn honking)

Who are you?

Loren Marshall,
friend of Clara's.

Who are you?

Why'd you come back, Loren?

What are you talking about?
Clara called me to pick her up.

(siren wailing)

Let's take a ride.

Wait a minute,
Clara's expecting me.

I said drive.

Who are you? Joe Mannix.

I'm not going anywhere
with you. (gun cocking)

I think you are.

(tires squealing)

That's right, now
steady as she goes.

What were you doing there?

Why were you at Clara's?

Clara knows who killed Victor.

The police are wrong.

I had no reason to kill Victor.

Don't tell me, tell the police.

Turn up ahead.

Don't fight me. Turn!

There's a dirt road up ahead.

Pull in there and
stop. I'll take over.

(tires squealing)

Mr. Wickersham,
is anything wrong?

Your butler said you've been
gone most of the afternoon.

Well, the phone kept
ringing all day long.

I just had to get
out of the house.

Have you heard any news?

Let's go.

Have you spoken to him?

What did Clara want?

Please get in.

He is all right, isn't he?

Where are we going?

To the Hunt Street Station.

Why?

Someone had a
reason for killing Victor.

You can help me find it.

To know Victor was
to have a reason.

Yeah, all those losers.

Were you one?

No, actually, I did quite well.

Like Gloria?

She's worth a fortune now.

Victor Farnsworth
was a paper man.

What does that mean?

J.P. Mulloy... the elite
president of your country club?

Oh, he's a smart one.

He kept his ivory-handled
cane out of Victor's house.

He was the man behind the
whole gambling operation.

(tires squealing)

Please let me out.
You don't need me.

I need all the help I can get.

But Clara sounded terrible.

Clara is dead.

Someone didn't
want her talking to me.

You killed her!

(siren wailing)

Joe Mannix is
down here in the car!

He's here!

In the car!

He's here!

Joe Mannix is
down here in the car!

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(train bell clanging)

ANNOUNCER: And
now, the 6:00 News.

The Police Department
reports that Joe Mannix,

suspected of murdering
Victor Farnsworth,

has been surrounded

in the Mansfield Canyon
area, about a half an hour ago.

No!

Motorists are requested to avoid

this section of the
city until further notice.

Can't you do something?

Why stay in this place?

You heard. He's,
he's miles away.

It'll be dark soon.

Mannix said he'd be here.

This is where we wait.

Joe.

Yeah, I'm okay, Lou.

Joe, your face.

Who else knew you hired me?

Only Clara.

I told you... it was her idea.

You and Clara, huh?

Yes.

Clara tell anybody else?

I don't know.

Maybe she did.

Believe her?

Joe, Clara will tell you.

I'll call her.

Clara is dead.

Oh, no!

Let's go.

Mannix here. Put me
through to Howard.

Yeah.

What's the latest
report on Mulloy?

Where is he?

Thanks.

Where is Mulloy?

Don't you have enough trouble?

Look, I'm trying to help him.

Why don't you help
him by getting lost?

He may be in trouble.

Well, don't you worry about it.

(groans)

Mr. Mulloy?

I'll be with you in a moment.

What do you want?

The truth.

I didn't kill Victor.

You were his partner.

Victor was... what he
was long before we met.

I simply invested.

Like in the stock market?

After a fashion.

(groans)

Look, Mulloy, I've
been slugged, shot at.

I went over a cliff in a car,

and the police keep
getting closer all the time.

Somehow I'm getting
awfully tired of the spot I'm in.

You understand
what I'm trying to say?

I don't know what you
want from me, Mr. Mannix,

but I can't help you!

Then we'll wait.

We'll just stand here
and wait for your killer.

Why should anyone
want to kill me?

Why would anyone
want to kill Farnsworth?

Well, no one liked
him... Not even his wife.

Maybe it was
Gloria, but if it wasn't,

then I think it was somebody

who's up to his ears
in gambling debts,

someone who killed Victor
to avoid the kind of beating

Jim Burton got from
Victor's collection agency.

Does that scare you, Mulloy?

No one has any idea that
I was involved with Victor.

Wrong. They do now.

I got a big mouth.

Lou Wickersham has made
a couple of phone calls.

Whoever killed Victor

knows by now he got
the job only half done.

You're staking me out!

That's right, Mulloy.

You're all I've got left.

I tried the normal channels.

A couple of million dollars
of shiny hardware at Intertect

went to work on the case.

They came up with a bad guess.

They think I did it,

and the police have no reason

to believe otherwise.

CHAUFFEUR: Mr. Mulloy?

Yes?!

Joe Mannix got by me.

He's around here somewhere.

He's not here!

Search the upstairs.

IOU's in the safe?

Yes.

Yeah. John Freeman, $10,000.

Caldwell, $8,000.

What are you doing?

Verifying a murder.

Marsh... $56,000?

Loren Marshall told
me he was ahead.

MARSHALL: It might
have come true one day.

Mannix, throw
your gun over here.

Left hand.

All right, my IOU's please.

What then?

Both of you. I don't
have any choice.

I never meant anyone to be hurt.

It was Vic... My notes, please.

They won't do you much
good without the ledger.

What ledger?

Like all big business,

Mulloy and
Farnsworth kept books.

Where is it?

Right here in the safe.

Get over there.

Get away from there. Go on.

Mannix, get over
here and open this up.

I don't know the combination.

He does.

Then let him go.

Suppose I don't.

I'll kill you and he'll open
the safe fast enough.

The computers at Intertect...

you gonna kill those, too?

What computer?

The ones the police
are reading now.

How do you think I
got to you, Marshall?

But you said...

Fantastic thing,
those computers.

They make a private
detective's job a gas.

They take the bits and
pieces that rattle around,

chew 'em up and sort 'em out.

Things like Gloria telling Clara

about her problems with Victor.

Clara telling you.

Then you had Clara
talk Gloria into hiring me

'cause I carry a gun.

Just bits and pieces, as
you say, nothing more.

The safe. Now!

The computer bet
on four suspects...

You, me, Mulloy and Gloria.

She's with an Intertect Agent.

You kill us, you eliminate
everyone but yourself.

You see, Mr. Mannix,

I'm rather like the
little boy at the dike.

As new holes open up,

I shall have to plug
them as best I can.

Not me. Not me, please!

We'll work out something!

(gunshot)

Hold it right there.

Just remember
how it was last time.

Put 'em down real easy.

All right, over there.

Joe!

WICKERSHAM:
Loren Marshall? Yeah.

You know, Lou,

the more I think
about those computers,

maybe you could get a refund.

What's my alternative?

More Joe Mannix's?

(dialing telephone)

I want to apologize, Mr. Mannix,

and to thank you
for saving my life.

Those are legitimate debts!

Don't burn your hands.

Vice Squad.

This is Wickersham
with Intertect.

I got a gambling case for you,

a J.P. Mulloy and friends.

We're at the Farnsworth house.

Oh, by the way, tell
Homicide it's worth a trip.

No, not Mannix.

He's clean, so
call off your boys.

Joe, you don't still think

that I had anything to do
with Victor's death, do you?

No.

Not any more.

I warned you what would
happen when I was free.

You could have been
free a long time ago.

All right, I lied about that.

I had to.

Victor would have cut
me off without a dime.

All those years with him...

I was entitled to something.

I earned it.

You're probably right.

I'm sorry you were cheated.

Joe?

You can't just walk away.

They say, the second
time is always easier.

(theme music playing)