All language subtitles for ironside_s03e16_beware_the_wiles_of_a_stranger

You realize, of course, you're the only
reason I'm here. I hate poker.

Inside.

Take your hands off the table.

Gentlemen, I suggest you do as you're
instructed.

You don't follow me, you should be
followed.

No wonder he's cool, not his money.

I want you to know I'm going to hold you
personally responsible for every dime

of that $10 ,000.

You call in the police.

No. You just find us a body, that's all.

Just expect it, 2 .30 in the morning.
Paul Newman?

I guess you'll have to do.

Thanks a lot.

Are your people going to make good our
losses or not?

Look, it takes a little while to put a
hundred thou together at two in the

morning.

Gentlemen, if you'll get your chips, you
can cash in now.

Where's the girl? The guy took her with
him as a hostage after he turned her

loose. She called and said she was going
home. She was pretty shook.

Give me a rundown. What happened?

Where are you headed?

Pastor Robles.

You must look right.

You going all the way?

Straight through to San Francisco.

Hey, Gray.

I dig the rain, do you?

Not to drive it.

You know, when I was a little girl, I
used to wait for the rain.

You know why?

Because the windows steam up and you can
write your name and draw pictures.

See? That's me.

Actually, it's Candace, but I can't act
that.

You haven't asked me what a nice girl
like me is doing hitchhiking at 2 .30 in

the morning. I didn't think it was any
of my business.

Aren't you curious?

I suppose so.

Well. Well, what's a nice girl like you
doing hitchhiking at 2 .30 in the

morning? Would you believe gathering
material for a novel?

No way.

Um, a spoiled rich kid who got tired of
living first class on her father's

money. Maybe.

Mm -hmm.

Um... A migrant worker who likes to meet
interesting people.

You know, any girl who hitchhikes takes
a big chance.

You mean with perverts, murderers,
rapists?

Among others.

Which are you?

What about people who pick up
hitchhikers?

Oh, you look harmless enough.

Don't count on it.

You want some coffee?

No, thanks.

You hungry?

I'm starved.

Well, that's good, because I know this
out -of -sight soul restaurant in Dixon,

just outside of St. Louis.

Yeah, your people's are mine.

You don't think of your monopoly on soul
food, do you?

Never thought about it.

You ever mock the ball?

Lentils, crepe lox, lox and cream cheese
on a bagel? Sure, sure. What do you

call that?

Soul food. Right, right.

Look, I tell you what. If we come to a
deli first, we'll stop there, all right?

Fair enough.

I'm just going to Paso Robles. Can we
get through that far?

Not a chance.

How long before the roads will open?

A good eight hours.

Thanks.

What do we do now?

Well, like the man said, we'll find
lodging back in town.

Where's the girl?

She's gone.

Gone? Where?

I don't know. Well, you hired her. What
do you know about her?

What's to know?

What's that supposed to mean?

She's just another broad. Before she
came here, she worked some of the other

clubs. Like where?

Flagstaff?

Scottsdale. Scottsdale?

They got hit last year.

Yeah, but she checked out clean.

I don't like coincidences. I want you
two to find her.

Check the airport, bus depot, train
station, but find her.

I'll take care of it, Mr. Rodney. I said
both of you.

Yeah, we'd like two single rooms.

Sorry, all the singles are taken.

Okay. How about two doubles?

Well, the roadblocks fill every place in
town.

Now look, it's late and I'm tired.

This is the third place that we've been
to.

He's got rooms and I want one.

Aren't you tired of getting the
runaround?

Please, lady.

Lower your voice.

Are you going to do something or am I?

As a matter of fact, I am tired of
getting the runaround. Look, mister, you

a choice.

Either you deal with us now or the fair
housing people in the morning.

Now, if you like, I'll recite the
statutes for you.

That was separate rooms.

Right.

What time's the next bus to L .A.? 5
.35.

Oh, yeah. What time is the bus to San
Diego?

6 .15.

Okay, thank you.

She was here, all right.

She asked for a bus to Paso Robles.

Why Paso Robles?

Beats me. Maybe she's got connections up
there.

Did she buy a ticket?

There was no bus till 725.

And he said she couldn't wait around.

Did she see where she went?

Nope. She just took off.

Is she still in town?

No, I doubt that. I figure if she took
off like that, she'd just keep going.

How?

Well, she's always been kind of a dingy
dame.

She doesn't drive. She hates taxis. And
you know how she used to get to work

sometimes? Hitchhike.

That's a pretty long shot.

You got a better way of getting where
you're going when there aren't any

buses, or planes?

I guess not.

Well, are we going to hit the highway?

Or are you going to tell Mr. Gordon we
couldn't find her?

We hit the highway.

They say it'll be another four or five
hours before the roads are open.

Well, we may still be here in the old
coffee shop.

Didn't anybody take our order yet?

Nope.

Beautiful.

Just beautiful.

Here we are, sir. Will there be anything
else? Yes, I'd like to order.

I'm very hungry.

So am I, sir.

And I think we've made our point, sir.

I'd like to start off with something
very nice, simple, very basic, like a

please.

What are you

doing in San

Francisco? Work and go to school.

Sounds exciting.

Hey, you're putting me on.

A little.

Do you dig your job?

It's all right. It's a job.

What do you do?

I'm a consultant.

No kidding.

To who?

To a consultant.

What do you do when you're not
hitchhiking at 2 .30 in the morning?

Oh, um, I'm a staff dispenser of
distilled beverages.

Cocktail waitress.

Right. You like your job?

Never a dull moment.

I'll bet.

Drugs are like little kids.

It's like working in a nursery school.

That's an interesting comparison.

Yep.

Did you ever think what you might do if
you had enough money to do anything you

wanted to do?

Yeah, all the time.

When I was a kid, I used to daydream all
the time.

I don't mean when you were a kid. I mean
now.

Well, um... Part of growing up is facing
reality, and for me, sitting around

thinking about what I would do if I had
all the money I needed isn't being too

realistic.

But what if the opportunity presented
itself to have, say, $50 ,000?

What would you do?

Depends.

On what?

On what I had to do to get the money.

What did you say you were studying in
school?

Shall we go?

Why not?

I can pay for mine.

The roads won't be open for three hours,
right?

Right.

You like to shop?

Making a little bit go a long way was
part of my upbringing.

Hmm, good. I have no money sense at all.

Well, what do you think?

Nice.

But about your money sense... Oh, you
would have to see that.

How much? Fifty -five dollars.

Wow, I bet cars cost less than that. Uh,
perhaps something less expensive.

Yeah,

some bell -bottoms.

But I'll take the dress, too.

It has a nice price tag, too.

It's on me.

Forget it.

Why?

Just because.

Undermines your masculinity?

Uh -huh. Very funny.

Come on, let's go.

I'll make a theme.

No, you won't.

The road will be open in two hours.

Now you buy the shirt.

Big improvement.

His clothes do make a mess.

Make him what?

You look beautiful.

You're a nice guy, Mark Sanger.

It was fun.

Same here.

But I learned a long time ago, don't
stay on the merry -go -round too long.

So here's where I get off.

Hey, this isn't Paso Robles.

There'll be a bus.

But not as many laughs.

I know, but I'd rather.

Look, why don't we discuss it without
the load, huh?

Close the door.

I see you've been doing a little
shopping.

You know, you look pretty good, but
you're not good enough to take on the

us, so just take it easy.

What do you want?

They don't want you. They want me.

What for?

These two have their act all worked out.

No act.

I was hitchhiking and he picked me up.
You expect us to buy that?

Some guy walks in here?

Now, wait a minute. If she's telling the
truth, let's not blow the whole

ballgame.

Look, there was a guy involved.

Here's the girl. There's the guy. What
more do you need?

Proof.

If he's a guy, we'll find it.

He's not.

And I don't know what you think I know.

Then why did you take off?

Look, you guys knew the same thing
happened when I worked in Scottsdale,

Gordon knows it, too. That's what's
important.

So naturally he assumed I was in on this
one.

Correct. Look, Bryce, I'm not stupid. I
knew that he figured it that way. If you

didn't have anything to do with it, you
didn't have any need to run.

Oh, come on. What was I supposed to do?
Sit around and wait for you guys to put

a case together against me? And then
smile sweetly and say, gee, gang, I

know what happened?

All right. All right. You go through her
purse. Go through the packages. I'll

take our friend here and go through his
room.

Give me a key.

I said give me a key.

That's better.

After you.

We only blew it.

Well, I set up the roadblock. You did
fine.

You did.

What about you?

You were supposed to come after me
alone.

Gordon wanted Bryce to go with me. I
couldn't buck that.

Look, Fred, it's not going to work.

Let's play it straight.

I panicked and I ran. Gordon's got to
believe that. I'll make him believe it.

What about the money?

Forget it. Get rid of it.

$125 ,000 when we got it in our hands?
What good is it if we're dead?

The setup can still work. We've still
got the body.

All we've got to do is shake Bryce
somehow.

Well, what if we can't?

The guy who hit the club had a partner.
It was an inside job.

So we got two bodies.

Fred, all this killing.

One, two, what's the difference?

This didn't seem to bother you when we
set it up.

Well, I never thought about it. I mean,
talking about a body, it wasn't real.

But meeting a guy, getting to know
him... Straighten up, Candy.

You're not going to conk out on me now.

That's the way it's got to be.

As soon as Bryce gets through, we'll
head back to the club.

I'll convince him to take a friend
along.

We'll take care of him when we get out
of town.

Man, why don't you tell me what this is
all about?

If you're not in on it, you don't have
to know. And if you are, you already

know. All right, humor me.

Somebody took something from a friend of
ours. We think you and the girl know

where it is.

Well, you're wasting your time searching
my room. I don't even know what was

taken.

Your car keys.

Come on, the keys.

Where's it parked?

In the lot out back.

What color?

Blue. Let's go.

Yeah, we caught up to her, Mr. Gordon.
And the guy.

She had some crazy story about getting
scared and hitchhiking.

We'll bring them both.

I'll check with you later.

Yeah? It's me.

Get over there with Andy.

Fix the phone. I want to talk to you in
the hall.

Either of you flick that button to get
attention, you've had it.

What is this all about?

I was working for a private gambling
club and it was robbed and they think I

in on it.

One of them's going to search the car.
When he does, maybe we can get out of

here and call the police.

You call the police, I go to jail too.
Unless Bryce kills me first.

Maybe you're right.

You check out his car and if you don't
find anything, we'll take them both back

with us.

Right.

All right, the two of you turn around
and face the window.

You just will not learn, will you?

Come on.

Look, I said let's go.

Thank you.

here. What are you going to do? I'm
going to make a phone call. You're not

to call the police. I'm going to consult
with a consultant.

She finds I got it.

Eve, this is Mark.

Getting pretty psychedelic. The chief
there?

No, he'll be here in a minute, though.

Well, listen, I'm in a jam. I need some
advice.

Just pay the fine and don't argue with
the judge.

Look, come on, I'm serious.

There are a couple of hoods chasing the
girl who's with me. And they mean

business. What girl?

Her name's Candy. She was hitchhiking. I
picked her up. She's in trouble. What

do I do? Call the police.

Now, look, you don't understand. She's
liable to go to jail.

Mark, call the police.

Mark?

Well... Won't ever finally decide to
come home?

Chief Mark's in trouble.

They're right behind us. Come on.

No, ma 'am. We were just wondering what
time to expect him.

I certainly will. And thank you.

Well? He left his cousins in Los Angeles
around 12 .30.

Figure eight hours, he should have been
here two hours ago.

I have to allow for the storm.

Let's assume he lives 20, 25 miles an
hour.

Let's point out, no, we stay together.

That's right, somewhere between Gilroy
and San Jose.

Oh, what time are the roads closed?

Yeah, that's it.

Ed, call the police in San Luis Obispo.

Give them Mark's description.

And give them the car's description.

Aft aviation, please.

John, Bob Ironside. I need a plane.

You are not going to move another inch
until you tell me where you fit in.

I told you.

I think I had something to do with the
robbery. I think you did, too.

Well, I didn't.

Hey, don't you trust me? No, as a matter
of fact, I think you were setting me

up. What for? I don't know, but for
something.

Why do you think that?

Because it was too easy for them to find
us.

Well, they're not stupid.

Look, they wouldn't have to be. You left
a trail a child could follow.

Everywhere we went, you made sure that
we were noticed. From the very

The roadblock, the motel, the scene in
the coffee shop, the scene outside with

the cop at the shopping center.
Everywhere.

Now a girl who's trying to hide doesn't
make herself the center of attention.

Okay.

Fred, the guy with the beard, he planned
it.

When he robbed the place, he pretended
to take me as hostage.

I was supposed to find a body and meet
him in Paso Robles.

Any body I know?

Mark, you gotta get out of here.

I mean, just take off and run.

I don't want you killed on my account.

Aren't you a little late with that?

Not if you get out now.

What did he want with the body?

What's the difference?

You just tell me, huh?

Fred knew Mr. Gordon was going to send
him after the thief.

He was going to meet me in Paso Robles,
take the body, kill him, put some money

in the car, set it on fire and send it
over the cliff.

Then you and Fred would be clean as a
whistle, huh?

I'm sorry it was you, Mark.

Why do you think I wanted to get off the
merry -go -round back at the motel?

All right, then thank you.

Thank you.

But now what?

Fred can't go through with it now, not
with his sidekick still around.

Or can he?

The guy who hit the club, he had
somebody working with him, right?

Something like that.

And Fred would tell that to your boss.

Then you'd be in the clear. Then you and
Fred would split the money.

And everybody'd be rich and happy.

Come on, Mark.

Except that Fred could be a lot richer
and a lot happier if there were three

bodies in that car.

He wouldn't have to split with you.

There would be nobody to talk, nobody to
cover for, nothing to explain.

A nice, neat little package.

He wouldn't do that. Oh, wouldn't he?

You have been expendable from the
beginning.

I, um... I don't have any right to ask
this.

But will you help me?

Snow job.

No snow job.

Okay.

Do you have the money?

No, but I know where it is.

Where? In a paper towel dispenser in the
restroom at the gas station.

Fred let you keep it?

I wouldn't keep it on him.

Okay. You stay here. I'll go get the
money and try to find us a car. Then we

going to the police. No police.

Candy, working in an illegal gambling
house is one thing.

Robbing it, that's something else.

But getting killed?

Oh, getting killed, that's nothing at
all.

Mark.

Thank you.

We're not out of it yet.

Operator, get me the police.

No more snow jobs, right?

All right.

Let's lay it out now, nice and clean.

Look, man, you already got it straight.

Yeah, I already got it. And we're
wasting time. Let's get back to the

Gordon can sweat him out.

You really think you'll get back to the
club?

You're a gambler. I'll give you hours
that you wind up at the bottom of a

Come on, let's move it.

Look, don't you know a setup when you
see one?

Bryce, we gotta get out of here. Look,
it's gonna be all three of us at the

bottom of that cliff. Fred here with a
cool hundred thousand in his pocket. All

right, that's it. Keep away from him.

Hey, wait a minute.

You're not buying what he's saying.

I'm listening.

Now spell it out.

Ask Fred where the money is.

Now, how would I know that?

If I do, you should.

Come on.

Bryce.

He's trying to con us.

Keep talking, keep talking.

You searched our rooms. They were clean.

But who searched my car?

There was nothing. The money wasn't
there.

And suppose it is.

Suppose Candy had it with her and
stashed it there last night while I was

asleep. I'm telling you... All you gotta
do is look.

That ought to be proof enough, right?

Right. I'm telling you there's no harm
in looking, is there, Fred?

It's a waste of time.

A hundred thousand, it's worth a little
time.

You're going to have to explain this to
Gordon, not me.

I'll do that.

All right.

I'll do it your way.

You better be right.

The driver of the car fitting the
description you gave us was turned back

roadblock last night.

Was there a girl with Mr. Sanger?

Yes, according to the officer's report,
there was.

Do you have any idea what they were
going to do, where they were going to go

after they were turned back?

Just told them they could find lodging
in town and they turned back.

You've checked the lodgings? I'm doing
that now.

There's a lot of motels between the
roadblock and...

Yes.

Uh -huh.

Where?

Got it.

Car 12 responded to an assistance call
from Mark Sanger earlier today and found

a man dead.

Shot.

You got the location?

Yes, sir.

All right. As quickly as you can,
please.

Well, here you are. You show me.

You got what you want.

Will you let us go?

That's up to Mr. Gordon.

You wouldn't, not out here in the open.

You want to try me?

Wasn't Mark one of the two men he's
pulled about then? Probably. Name's Fred

Barlin. Out of state driver's license.

The gun been fired?

No, it's still in the holster.

Does Hank carry a gun?

No, never.

Either this man's partner killed him or
the girl did, for whatever reason.

So I'll guess work till we find him.

After Mark called for help, would he
have taken off again?

As an educated guess, I'd say the other
man's got them, forced them to go with

him. Again, for whatever reason.

I can find an APB. We don't have much to
go on.

Yeah?

Right.

Be there in a few minutes.

My men found the motel. Mark and the
girl checked in earlier this morning.

They check out again?

Now they're back, they're still in the
rooms.

Now there's something to go on.

I don't get any bright ideas. Just stick
to all the traffic laws and speed

limit.

You said the speed limit.

Just trying to help. I figure you're in
a hurry.

Slow down.

Look, you use that on me now and we'll
be scattered all over the road.

But she won't do a thing.

I wouldn't have a nice, pleasant ride.

There's no reason why we can't have a
nice, pleasant ride, is there?

Is

that the

only time you saw them when they went to
breakfast this morning? They came in

for their room keys sometime later.
Looked like they'd been shopping.

How much later?

Oh, it must have been...

About noon.

It was right after the security police
was there and searching for him.

police? Not real police, you know,
security.

The kind that works for a company. What
company?

I don't remember, but I know that they
showed me their identification cards. I

know that, or I wouldn't have let them
see the rooms.

Is there anything about them you do
remember?

Well, just a couple of guys. One of them
had a beard.

What kind of car did they have?

I didn't see it. How did you know who
they were looking for?

Well, they asked for the woman by name,
and I just checked the register.

Excuse me.

Chief, the rooms were searched. I'll
give this the answer to one question.

Why the men were after the girl?

She had something they wanted. But what?

And did they get it?

At least one of them has the girl.

That's probably the next best thing.
Excuse me, please, but what about this

mail? Accommodations for the night, two
doubles and telephone charges.

Telephone?

A long -distance call.

We're almost there. Just keep hitting V.

I never saw so much snow until as many
before.

Don't be angry.

Don't be angry?

Don't be angry.

You sent me on a wild goose chase.

I did it for your own good.

I just wanted to run and get away from
this whole mess.

If they hadn't found you, you would have
left me holding the bag.

You said you were going to the police. I
thought you'd be all right.

Please, Mark, believe me.

Here we go again.

It's not snowing, Mark.

Look, just tell me one thing.

How'd you get yourself involved in a
thing like this?

Haven't you ever wanted enough money to
be free to go where you want, do what

you want, if only the opportunity
presented itself?

Who has it?

Well, the opportunity presented itself.
It's as simple as that.

Make next what?

Well, it didn't turn out to be so
simple, did it?

Chief, what are you doing here?

You called, didn't you?

I suggest you put down that gun. You're
outflanked.

Hey, how did you know where I'd be? I
didn't even know myself.

Somebody phoned from the motel. Easy
enough to trace to this address.

Quick plane trip.

I don't believe you've met Mr. Gordon.

He was just explaining this quaint
little hideaway of his.

There's nothing to explain.

Except the unusual living room
furniture.

Occasionally, I have a few people over
for a game of poker.

A friendly game?

Of course.

That all you're going to tell us?

That's all there is to tell.

I have a feeling you're leaving out a
few interesting details.

Mr. Sanger, would you or the young lady
care to supply them?

Would I?

I'll be glad to.

You see, I was working in the club last
night when this man came in and took all

the money and forced me to go with him.
Candy. It was a horrible experience and

I... Candy.

Let me explain it.

It's starting to snow in here.

Well, so much for Bryce and Gordon. Now,
what about the girl?

I see.

All right, thank you for calling,
Lieutenant.

Well, two of our less illustrious
citizens won't be out of circulation

I'll get it.

Hey, what about Candy? She was an
accessory.

But her record is clean.

She's turning state's efforts.

I'm pretty sure the court will go easy
on her.

Package for you, Mark.

Thank you.

I'm the same place I got the shirt.

Hey, hey, hey.

Oh, Mark, she must be quite a girl.

What is it, pajama bottoms?

A pair of pants.

Here's a card.

To keep you looking beautiful, Candy.

You know something?

She's right.

You know, it's not so much the glare,
it's just the noise that's deafening.

Up next here on ITV3, plans for the
future are put in place.

Goodnight Sweet Talk is here in a
moment.