All language subtitles for ironside_s03e10_programmed_for_danger

I'm sorry, too, but we can't turn back
the clock.

It wouldn't work out even if we could.

Too much has happened in the last two
years to both of us. You don't mean

You know you don't.

Please. Let's just say we had a lovely
dream.

And like all dreams, it ended.

Our love isn't a dream.

It's the only real thing that ever
happened to me. Why are you torturing

Can't you just let go while we at
least... Hello?

Hello. Veronica?

Yeah, who is this?

I'm so glad I found you.

It's wonderful to hear your voice again.

Who is this?

Do you know what time it is?

I'll bet you don't remember me.

No, I don't. From the days in San Diego.

Oh, I've never forgotten you, Veronica.

Now, look, if you don't tell me who you
are... Sam Darby.

Darby?

I don't know any Sam Darby. I knew you
wouldn't remember.

All I ask is that you listen to me.

Please.

Some girls do.

Don't go to the neighbor's phone and ask
the police to trace the call.

Are you there?

Yes, I'm listening.

I had to call you.

Please. Please don't hang up.

Just listen to me.

I must talk to you.

What happened, Miss Keel?

A man.

Out there. There was a phone call.

I want you to know how much I appreciate
this, Chief.

The fact that Veronica Keel is a
sorority sister of yours is a reason for

take this over, but it's not the reason.

This is the third attempted attack on
girls in a month in that same area.

Fortunately, less successful than the
first two.

Any more and we'll have a mass hysteria
on our hands.

who called you.

You didn't recognize the voice?

No.

Was the name he gave you Sam Darby?

No, I never knew a Sam Darby in San
Diego or anywhere else.

You say that Sam was still on the phone
when you ran out to have the call

traced? Yes.

Just as I came into the hall, the other
man was waiting.

I realized it was dark.

Is there anything more you can tell us
about that man at all?

It was all so quick.

Like I said there, I really didn't get a
good look at him.

Blonde hair.

That's right.

How tall?

Not... I don't know.

Medium height, I guess.

Oh.

And glasses. He wore dark glasses.

Dark glasses?

Dark or...

It was hard to tell.

Hi.

The reports on the other two girls who
were attacked.

Miss Keel, Sergeant Ed Brown. Miss Keel.
Hi.

Anything in these?

Yeah, they both lived alone.

Both attacked at night. Both about 25
and both blonde.

You were lucky.

The other two were beaten up pretty
badly.

Each time, the attacker used some
gimmick to get the girl to open her door

at night.

One said he was delivering a telegram,
the other claimed he'd had an accident

and wanted to use her phone to call an
ambulance.

Either of the other girls give a good
description?

No. One of them thought the man had red
hair, but she wasn't sure.

However, there was one more thing.

Both of them.

It was checked after the second one.

Miss Keeler, what about recent contacts?

Men you had dates with?

I haven't been dating.

There was one man.

But I only saw him once. It wouldn't
have been him.

You're sure?

Who was he?

His name was David.

Carl David.

Where did you meet him?

Well...

This may sound foolish.

Where was it?

A dating agency, the IGX?

How did you know?

The other two bonds were just as lonely,
and they tried the same answer.

I'll be frank, Mr. Ironside.

I consider this... Unjustified and an
intrusion.

But of course I'll cooperate.

Three women attacked.

All three of them clients of your
service. And an investigation is

Coincidence. Three out of thousands.

You may very well be right, Mrs. Flynn.

It's Miss... Miss Flynn.

But we'd prefer to be sure.

What do you want?

Could your computer give us a list of
men clients answering that general

description?

Location, male, medium height, blonde
hair, glasses.

I presume you're joking.

Meaning, of course, you'd have a hundred
men answering that general description.

More like five hundred.

This means nothing.

If you have place of origin, color of
eyes, type of speech, education. If you

have specifics, Mr. Ironside.

Maybe I could help you.

Unfortunately, the attacker provided
very few specifics.

Well, then? You arranged for a date for
Miss Keough.

We do not arrange dates, Mr. Ironside.

We match client compatibility by a very
precise and tested method based on

preliminary and extensive interviews.

We then provide names and phone numbers
to each party. They make the contact.

We don't.

Ours is a strictly legitimate operation.

Then could I have the names and
addresses of the men to whom you gave

of Veronica Keel?

I told you I wished to cooperate.

Would you copy those down, Mark?

No, that isn't necessary.

Here you are.

Oh, thank you, Miss Flynn.

Very impressive.

Very efficient.

Well, we do what we're paid for, Mr.
Ironside.

As I said before... I know. Strictly
legitimate.

Thank you.

Goodbye. Goodbye.

Where have you been? I needed you.

Forgetting that I worked half the night?

Who do you think processed these?

I was here till three.

Oh, I'm sorry, dear.

Did you get some sleep? Enough.

What's the problem?

The police.

The police?

Why? Veronica Keel.

She was attacked last night.

Or at least an attempt.

Oh, no.

Yes, it's the third client.

Of course, it's just coincidence.

But the police don't think so.

I don't know.

Well, do you want me to go talk to them?

No.

No, and I... I shouldn't have worried
you.

Did you take your medication this
morning?

I don't remember.

Oh, darling, you must remember.

I shouldn't have let you work so late.

Oh.

You do need rest.

You look tired.

You shouldn't be working so hard. Will
you stop treating me like a child? I'm

all right, I tell you. I know what I can
do. I don't need my sister running my

life. Roy, I'm only trying to help.

I don't need help.

I want you to leave me alone.

It's about time you... Oh, hi.

Hi, Carl David.

In the flesh.

I'm inside. Jeremy says good police. May
we come in?

Sure.

Hey, is this about Veronica Keel?

Why do you ask?

I read the papers. It figures. What
figures?

They check on Katzenheuer.

But look, I only dated her once.

I mean, she's a good kid, but... But
what?

She's just not my bag, you know? I mean,
sometimes it just doesn't click, right?

You know.

I know. Mr. David, exactly where were
you at one o 'clock in the morning?

Me? I, uh... Hey, Carl, come on, open
the door.

Thanks.

I didn't have enough bread for the
scotch, so I... Oh.

Cheryl Renner, Mr.

Ironside, from the police.

I'll repeat the question, Mr. David.

Honey, where was I at one o 'clock this
morning?

Wow, that's funny.

You really want to know?

He was in jail on a grass rap.

Oh, it was all a big mistake.

I bailed him out this morning.

You can check it yourself at
headquarters.

Thank you for the suggestion, Ms.
Renner.

A dating service.

Philip, impossible.

It's a mistake.

Tell him, Philip.

But it's not, Mother.

It's not.

I did go to that computer place.

I had hoped to establish a meaningful
relationship with a girl who had the

ideals.

I never went through with it.

Well, I should hope not.

Officer, you've got the wrong man.

Philip wouldn't dream of going to a
place... Excuse me, Mrs. Hanson. Philip,

where were you at one o 'clock this
morning?

He was here.

I'm sorry, I asked him, Mrs. Hanson.

I was here, asleep.

Can you prove that?

He certainly can.

By me.

You're that sure of the time?

I am.

I watched a late movie.

It was over at one o 'clock.

Then, as I always do, I went into Phil's
room to tuck him in. Mother!

Well... I mean, he's always tossed and
turned ever since he was a baby. I just

made sure that his covers were... Well,
you know how it is with mothers.

Yes, Mrs. Hanson, I think we do.

Thank you.

Sure, I'm Harry Kane.

What?

Mind answering a few questions, Mr.
Kane?

Uh, what about?

You know a girl named Veronica Geale?

No, never heard of her.

You're sure?

Sure, I'm sure. Why?

Hey, wait a minute.

Hey, look, I was wrong.

I did sort of hear about her. From the
IGX introduction service.

Oh, you know about that.

But look, I never dated her.

She was third on the list, and first
girl was... Mr. Kane, where were you

at one o 'clock this morning?

Why do you ask that?

Veronica Keel was the victim of an
attempted attack about that hour.

Oh, and you thought that because I got a
name from the introduction service.

I just asked where you were.

That wasn't me.

How do we know that?

Well, you know how we work.

24 on and 24 off.

I was right here on duty. You can check
the roster inside.

I can and will. Thank you.

Hey, uh, but look.

You don't have to mention about. I mean,
uh, I mean the other fellas.

I understand.

I mean, you know, if a guy wants a
little variety.

Harry, I understand.

What can I do for you, sir?

Do you mind telling me how long you've
had that?

Well, it's been three weeks. Car
accident.

Why?

Who's your doctor?

Dr. Jensen, Carter Road.

Thank you.

Just a minute. What is this?

It concerns a girl, Mr. Phillips.

Veronica Keel.

Keel?

Several single men were given her number
by the IGX introduction service.

Oh, that list.

Yes, I remember now, but...

Look, I didn't even call her until I get
this thing off.

Daddy, Mommy says it's hot in the car.
Now she'll get her headache if you don't

come right out.

Tell her I'll be right there, Janet.

Well, go on. Yes, Daddy.

No more questions, Mr. Phillips.

If none of those four check out, maybe
there are other men who know how to get

to her.

Oh, she just signed with the service.
The contract calls for four referrals a

month.

Checked out the men who dated the other
girls?

A couple of them are out of town. The
other's all clean.

The key has to be that dating service.
The question is how to find it.

All the girls were blonde.

Single.

If I say so myself, not bad looking.

What do you mean, if you say so
yourself?

I think I know what she means.

Why not, Chief?

Blonde, around 25, who lives alone,
who's looking for the right man,

and who hopes to find him by signing up
as a brand new client at IPX.

Wouldn't be line of duty.

I know.

That's why I volunteered.

Meet Carolyn Lane.

Forlorn.

Lonely.

Waiting for a call.

Hello? Uh, hello, Miss Lane?

Yes?

This is Jack Thomas.

I was given your number by IGX.

Oh.

I didn't expect anyone to call so soon.

How do you do?

Well,

I guess we have a lot of interests in
common since they mashed us up.

That could be.

The least we could do is give it a try.

I might as well get my money's worth.

I understand that you work late. You're
a telephone operator?

A chief operator.

Yes, I do work nights.

How about a... get acquainted drink
after you're through?

Oh, I don't think that would be wise.
But I'm off tomorrow night.

Perhaps we could meet for cocktails.

You name it. Where?

Regent Bar.

6 .30?

I'll be there.

I'll be wearing, uh...

A gray suit, and I'll have a recorder.

Oh, is that what's playing now?

You like it?

Yeah, very much.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Good night, Carrie.

Good night, son.

Well, there was a wedding.

I thought you said you were single. I
am. To marry my roommate.

I've been grateful to him ever since.

Especially now.

I don't get it.

What? You.

Going to a dating service.

Your looks.

Intelligence. Education.

What for?

Well, you've heard about the old joke.

It's just lucky, I guess.

No, I mean it.

Why?

That's very simple.

I work with 50 or 60 other girls.

Almost no men.

I work crazy hours.

And it just doesn't happen.

Besides, I could ask the same question
about you.

Don't tell me you don't meet plenty of
girls.

Yeah, I do.

It's only one problem.

I was waiting for the right one.

Until now.

You weren't kidding about music to
order.

It would sound better at your place.

Sure it would.

Say, next weekend?

Why not tonight?

Oh, hey, you must slow down.

Next weekend, not before.

Okay, you're the doctor.

We'll be here Friday night, same time.

I'll take you home. I have my car.

Now you stay and finish your point.

Good night.

Good night.

I was sure of it. We have no Jack
Thomas.

What about under an AKA?

An alias.

Well, I would imagine some people would
use them here.

You check clients out?

We are an introduction service, Mr.
Ironside, not a police station.

Well, then suppose we give you a
description, Miss Flynn.

A detailed description this time.

Caucasian, 5 '10 or 11", 160 pounds.

Brown hair, medium length, blue eyes.

About 33 or 34, well -dressed.

Carries a recorder.

Plays classical music.

Well, Miss Flynn?

I told you.

We have no Jack Thomas listed.

Or anyone fitting that description.

No.

You trust your own memory better than
your computer's?

I told you, Mr. Ironside.

Perhaps your brother will be able to
help us.

What would he have to do with it?

According to the Department of Motor
Vehicles, the car Mr. Thomas was driving

last night belongs to one Roy Flynn, who
resides at the same address you do.

I presume he's your brother.

Yes.

But I've never heard him mention a Jack
Thomas.

Alice, I need... Oh, sorry.

I didn't realize you were busy.

Later. Just a moment.

Yes?

This is my brother Roy.

It's your iron side.

Oh, the police.

You were here a few days ago.

My sister told me.

Any luck in the Veronica Keel matter?

Mr. Flynn, why do you date IGX clients
representing yourself to be Jack Thomas?

Who says I do that?

Last night you had dinner at the Regis
bar with a girl named Carolyn Lane.

I suppose I did.

Why is that a police matter?

Because three girls registered with this
agency have been attacked within one

month.

Now, we have traces on several of your
girl clients for their own protection.

One of them is Carolyn Lang.

I'm sure my sister and I appreciate the
cooperation.

I'm still waiting for an answer, Mr.
Flynn.

All right, so maybe I do a little
advanced operation once in a while. Why

Helps me get more information.

It means we can do a better job for
them.

And that's your only reason.

Well, now.

When a man's in a position to select the
cream of the crop for himself... I

mean, not every girl who comes in here
is exactly looking for an elder of a

church, Mr.

Ironside. Roy.

I think Mr. Ironside understands, Alice.

Much better than you do.

Mr. Flynn, where were you at one o
'clock last Wednesday morning?

Wednesday morning, I was here.

I was running cars, matching clients.

That's right.

He matched over 200 profiles.

I have the record, dated and timed. I
can show you. It won't be necessary.

Besides, you can't think.

From the description Veronica Keel gave,
it couldn't possibly be Roy.

Mr. Flynn.

In any future contacts with IGX clients,
I suggest you use your own name.

You're right. It would be better.

And thanks for keeping a tag on those
girls.

Alice and I both have been worried about
those attacks.

It's bad for business.

So, if there's anything else we can do
to help, we're here and available.

Thank you.

We'll be in touch.

He called me at home just after you
left.

He said just what he told you.

That he used a phony name.

That's right.

He was very candid about it.

In other words, you don't think he's our
man.

You interested in a woman's intuition?

What would the world be without it?

Probably better off.

Go ahead, Abe.

Well, I think he's on the level.

He admitted that it was a schoolboy kind
of stunt and that he felt very silly

when you caught him.

But he was good fun, and he certainly
acted like a gentleman.

which is more than I can say for a lot
of men who use their right names.

She likes the guy.

I'll tell you better after my date with
him tonight.

You are going to keep that date.

At the Regis Bar at the same time.

Unless you mean you don't want me to?

No, no.

You go right ahead.

And just to convince you what sublime
confidence I have in women's

You're going to be there, too.

Hello? Is Roy there?

No, he's not.

Miss Flynn, this is Joe Spires.

Yes, sir.

I wanted to let Roy know I can't work
for him tomorrow night like I did

night. Got to go out of town.

Tuesday night?

Yeah. Were the match -ups okay?

Sure was enough.

Took me till after two.

Yes, they were fine.

Ask Roy to send me a check, will you?

That's all I'll ask him.

So long.

Roger.

Hello, stranger.

Jack. I mean, Roy.

Roy.

Well, hello.

I got off work early, so I thought I'd
stop by and pick you up.

Save taking two cars.

Fine.

Do you mind if I change first?

You look great the way you are.

Really, I'd rather.

Would you mind if I used your phone?

It's my sister.

She hasn't been feeling well. I'd like
to call her.

Of course, Matt.

Come in.

Would you like a drink?

No. We'll wait.

There's the phone.

I won't be long.

I'm a real fireman's child.

Now, was I fast enough?

I'm glad we took the time.

Did you get your sister?

No, I didn't.

Oh.

Well, let's go.

Look.

What?

Maybe we should have dinner here.

After I've changed.

Besides, it's so early.

Oh, no.

You said this weekend.

I also said it was early.

You know, I'm not so sure I should have
gone to that dating agency of yours in

the first place.

Why?

You're a much too attractive man.

Keep those eyes to yourself, will you?

Are you sure you want me to?

Seems to me you said something about
getting your money's worth.

Maybe there's such a thing as getting
more than I expected.

Would that be bad?

Let's go.

Someone was there, I'm sure of it.

Chief, I'm worried.

Why didn't Eve show up at that
restaurant where she was supposed to

Flynn? And if she wasn't going there,
why didn't she call then?

Perhaps she did.

Try the answer recorder.

Ironside, this is Thompson speaking.

Please call me tomorrow on the Jenkins
matter.

Chief? This is Parker and I .D. No
further word on other contacts for

Keel. Call me if you have any questions.

I guess there's nothing more.

Put out an APB to locate Roy Flynn's
car. I'll be at the Flynn apartment.

Contact me back tonight.

That was a marvel.

where you take all your computer dates?

Don't knock it.

That's how I met you.

I knew that if I kept looking long
enough, I had the jackpot.

You have a special one of these for
every occasion?

They were savings.

Look, Roy.

I don't quite know how to say this,
but... Hey.

Do you mind if we stop for a moment at
the office? It's just around the corner.

You're not going to show me your
computer machines.

It's my sister.

I couldn't reach her at home, and the
phone at the office was out of order.

She may be there.

I'm worried about her.

She's had these attacks.

Sure. Go ahead.

Now you see how it happened that out of
2 ,000 girls, I was lucky enough to pick

you.

And she shall have music wherever she
goes.

Here we are.

Alice?

Alice?

I guess you must have gone on home.

Oh. Well?

Say hello to Dolly.

Dolly? Our matchmaker.

I'll show you how it works.

We make a card to feed in the
information.

In your case, I'm playing 25.

26.

Oh.

26.

Telephone operator.

Beautiful.

Loves.

They're just music. He has dozens of
them.

Are there others he doesn't keep here?

No.

In there?

May we look?

I knew you wouldn't remember.

Oh, but I do, Veronica.

That's why I must talk to you.

Please, please listen to me.

You may as well know.

No, I started to call you when I found
them.

But I couldn't.

I just couldn't go through with it.

I never dreamed Mr. Ironside.

He was so much better.

I was sure it was over.

What was over?

What haven't you told me?

Well, nobody ever knew.

It was back east.

Roy was...

The girl almost died.

He's ill, Mr. Ironside. I've tried to
take care of him. But now, stop him.

Please, please, for him. Stop him.

I'll get it.

Hello?

It's for you.

Ironside?

Where?

I'm sure it's his car.

All right, cover it. We'll be right
there. All right.

You mean my whole history is here in
these little holes punched in this cart?

It's all there, Carolyn.

I can't say I'm too crazy about that
selection.

Isn't it a little loud?

There's no one in the building.

Now, naturally, you want to know how we
read it.

As I told you, this is how I really
found you,

Carol.

You can do it yourself.

Now, press the reset button.

Now, press the third blue button.

This one?

That's right.

Now press the first blue button.

Now look at the screen.

Oh, you played it well, Carolyn.

Ironside should be very proud of you.

It's locked.

Listen, Roy.

Those other girls, none of them were
seriously hurt.

Think of yourself before it's too late.

Go on, Carolyn.

I'm listening.

We had to stop you.

But I can talk to the chief.

I can tell him that you really didn't
mean to hurt those girls.

You'll tell him that?

Yes.

That you didn't know what you were
doing.

This what you're looking for?

No.

Don't. I meant what I said just now.

You're not a murderer.

Not you.

What are you? Tell me that.

What kind of person are you?

Lying to me. Trying to trick me.

I did it first.

I admit it.

But that was before I got to know you.

I wasn't trying to trick you tonight.

I went out with you because I liked you.

You've got to believe that.

I don't have to believe anything a woman
says.

You're all alike.

Liars, cheats.

Roy, listen to me. Don't listen to me!

You know what really happened to that
girl I told you about, the one who

my roommate?

I can tell you.

Because she won't be telling anybody
else.

She was laughing at me.

We were engaged.

They had my ring.

They were together.

In the dark.

Laughing. What a stupid fucker I was.

She had blonde hair like you.

Like the others.

Soft blonde hair.

I've never told that to anyone else.

She wasn't worth it, Roy.

Don't let her do this to you.

For a while I thought, maybe, you were
different.

But I was wrong again.

You're all alike.

That's not true.

I did lie to you at first.

Before the first date.

I was afraid to tell you I was a
policewoman.

Afraid that if I did, I'd never see you
again.

I don't believe you.

You do believe me.

You're just afraid to admit it.

Even to yourself.

You don't want to hurt me.

You know you don't.

You're just angry at something that
happened to you a very long time ago.

I'm glad that's over.

I can't agree.

He never fled the cave.

Well, you look at him sitting there
quietly, and it's hard to believe that

we'd gotten there two minutes later...
Don't remind me.

I'll get it.

I missed you after the hearing.

I saw Roy for a few minutes before they
took him away.

I wanted to thank you for your
recommendation. I'm sure it helped a

Stay prison wasn't the answer.

Perhaps in time with the proper
psychiatric care.

I'm... Terribly sorry, Miss Whitfield,
for what happened.

I know I should have called the
authorities sooner.

No harm done.

Well, you're a very brave woman.

Really all I wanted to say.

Thank you, Miss Flynn.

The truth is, I was terrified.

But I knew if I showed how really
frightened I was... You hear that,

Fearless and dauntless. I'd say she's
our girl.

For what?

Well, Eve, it seems there's this
nightclub owner who's hiring topless

without a license. Now, if you'd care to
volunteer...