All language subtitles for Simon & Simon s05e07 Reunion at Alcatraz

Al Capone couldn't do it. Machine Gun
Kelly couldn't do it. But somebody

could. The escape from the rock.

Alcatraz. The most sweeping track net in
the history of San Francisco continues

as police search for three desperate
bank robbers who disappeared last week.

Using spoons to dig through concrete
walls, Frank Morris, John and Clarence

Anglin apparently left the island on a
driftwood raft.

Deputy Warden Loddick tells how the
break was discovered.

The three men were missing at the 6 a
.m. check, and dummies were found in the

cot, and they were made from plaster and
paint. And then they had to use the

pillows for their bodies.

That's really all I have to say about it
right now, but I'm sure we'll have

later developments for you.

Probably an official statement from the
warden's office.

Embarrassed prison officials say the
three escaped cons probably drowned in

chilly Pacific currents.

But no sign of the bodies has been
found. And so the search goes on.

All right, all right. Settle down,
everyone.

We need to get organized here.

You know, it's really good to see so
many familiar faces back this year.

I think it's the best turnout we've had
for any reunion this week. Well, maybe

next time they'll turn the old rock into
a hotel, huh? Sleep in the Birdman

cage, 60 bells a night.

We can go back to work this time as
bellboys instead of guards.

I'll be damned, it's Rod!

Hey, Rod!

Rod! Alan!

Rod! Pretty good to see you here.

How are you?

It's about time, don't you think?

You do still have a lot of friends in
the neighborhood.

Ellen's been trying to get me back for a
long time. Well, we all think you got a

raw deal, Ron.

Well, that was almost 25 years ago. Life
goes on.

Oh, look, Dorothy.

Hey, Dorothy.

Have a good one, everyone, and welcome
back.

Morris.

Morris.

Morris!

Morris, it's Greg Morris!

Stop the boat! Stop it!

Frank! Frank!

Frank Morris is an escaped felon. He
escaped from Alcatraz in 1962.

I saw him. He's on that boat.

My name is Lottic. I'm an assistant to
the warden at the Bulldell Prison.

got to get someone to meet that boat
right now.

No. It's Frank Morris.

I saw him.

I saw him. I know his face as well as my
own.

No, he's not. Would you like to leave a
message?

The phones will be disconnected next
Friday if the bills not pay.

Okay, thank you very much. Goodbye.

I tried calling you.

Oh, was that you?

I figured it was the hotel manager. I'm
relocating today.

Oh, Sam, not again.

Yeah, Knickerbocker's hospitality ran
out.

Can you imagine them wanting anybody to
pay for a ruminant dump?

And what am I supposed to tell them when
they call here looking for you?

Tell them I'm dead.

Come on, you know what to tell them.
Make it Scandinavian, Copenhagen. That's

Hagen, not Hagen.

I'm chasing a missing statue of Hans
Christian Andersen. Yeah, I like that.

And you can put it on the case list for
the reprint of the new book.

Tell him that if... Well, my niece will
be out of the room as soon as she comes

to, all right?

Oh, well, there's a man waiting for you
in the office.

I think he might be a client.

Maybe I won't have to move.

Mr. Petty, my name is Ron Loddick.

I want you to find someone for me.

Now, there's no reason to be nervous
about testifying. Just tell him exactly

what you saw. Oh, and by the way, Grand
Jury famous for his coffee and donuts.

You're going to love it. Thanks a lot,
Monty. Here we go. Appreciate it. Here,

here. Good luck to you, buddy.

Take care.

Great Danish. Thanks for taking care of
us. Good luck with the Grand Jury then.

Yeah, have fun.

You could have told me he was an
agoraphobic.

Mom, Monty's got degrees from some of
the finest universities in the country.

He stayed in the closet for three days.

A lot of them are correspondence
courses. Mom, we owe you one, okay?

You had to say that, didn't you? We'll
go clean the closet out right now.

Oh, no, you owe me more than that.

Your Aunt Marion called from San
Francisco, and she's worried about

Cute little kid with freckles and
pigtails used to beat the pants off AJ

time. She did not.

Yeah, she did. She didn't. She always
looked up to you two. Marion thinks

why she did it.

Did what?

Elizabeth has opened a detective agency.

Marion is beside herself.

Bet there's no room left on the sofa.

You want us to go up and make sure she
gets off on the right foot?

No, I want you to go up there and open
her eyes and make her see exactly what

kind of a job this is.

the address.

Oh, this is a first.

Investigative boutique.

Maybe she didn't get our message.

Probably off the library reading Nancy
Drew books.

Stop it. Now, come on. You're not going
to do that.

What are you talking about? She needs
your support, not a Bronx cheer.

A Bronx cheer. A Bronx cheer. That's
great, AJ. A Bronx cheer is what you do

an opposing pitcher who walks about with
a face like this. I want your promise.

All right, I promise no Bronx cheers.

You were a rookie once yourself, you
know. I don't walk anybody with a basis

loaded.

No, but you did manage to blow up the
mayor's car once. He shouldn't have left

it outside that motel at that time of
night.

What, Rick?

A .J.? Elizabeth?

More big deals and freckles.

Hi. Oh, I haven't seen you since you
were 17.

Are you still taking care of little A
.J.? Well, he follows me around, you

I can still take you.

I bet you can.

Hi.

Let me just put these inside. I'm sorry
I'm late. I got involved at the library.

Library?

It wasn't Roger's fault.

I just wasn't ready to be a housewife
and a mother. I needed to do something

entirely on my own. You know, something
that would allow me to stretch.

Well, trading an apron for a gun is
quite a stretch indeed.

A gun?

I don't even have a permit.

Well, honestly, I don't think a gun is
all that necessary to you.

Well, yeah. They kind of help you get in
and out of places if you want to get

into and out of.

The right smile can do the same thing.

Ah, your smile, maybe, not mine.

Well, we don't use guns that much
ourselves, really.

Guys. I know what you're trying to do.
But nothing you can say is going to

change my mind.

I have studied and apprenticed for three
years.

Then you know it can be dangerous.

AJ, I have lived a safe life.

So safe I could scream sometimes. That's
okay for some people. But not for me.

Not anymore.

Okay.

What kind of cases are you getting?

Well, I'm working on something really
interesting. Maybe you have some ideas.

I'm looking for Albrecht Dürer.

How long have you been missing?

About 350 years.

That's a pretty cold trail.

He was a 16th century woodcut artist.

Right. My client wants me to prove that
her ex -husband stole two doors worth

$10 ,000 each. He lives on a yacht in
the harbor.

Now, I just need to figure out a way to
get on board with a camera.

Just what the hell do you think you're
doing?

Are you, uh, Marshal J.

Underwood? That's right.

Official inspection on Marlow. He's
bacon. This is Miss Mandelaith from the

health department.

Health department? That's what you get
for ignoring the warnings, Underwood.

Warnings? I didn't get any warning.

He didn't get any warnings. Whatever
happened to originality?

Warnings for what?

Section 40922, city health code,
polluting the public water, sir.

Polluting? San Francisco does not
appreciate your raw sewage, Underwood.

This is a misunderstanding.

Gonna have to take some pictures of your
plumbing, pal.

You don't understand.

I've got a lady in here.

No pictures of the lady with her clothes
off.

No, no, no, you cannot come in. The
harbormaster sent us down here,

with a stern warning.

that any failure to cooperate will
result in your slip being revoked.

The harbormaster said that? That's
right. You betcha. Well, that changes

everything.

Because I'm the harbormaster.

Now, that has originality.

We're licensed investigators.

We've got people who can vouch for us.
Like who? Like who, Elizabeth?

Please, sir, I'll do anything that you
want, but just don't tell my mother,

okay? Point me towards the cell. I'll go
quietly.

Uh, wait.

Do you know Sam Penny?

Are you serious?

Sam Penny? The man that wrote the book
on private investigation?

He happens to be a close, personal
friend.

That's right.

As a matter of fact, last time we saw
Sam, he said, you ever need a hand?

All you gotta do is whittle.

Give me everything you can on Frank
Morris.

Newspaper articles, pictures, especially
pictures. I've got to go now.

Yeah, this is Penny.

Rick and AJ who?

Attention. Recreation activities have
been canceled. Nice day, warden.

Ron, let's face it.

You're wrong.

It just went off the deep end.

Oh, it was Morris.

We're never closer than 50 yards.

I swear, I saw it.

I know it was him.

Ron, why would he risk it?

And why didn't they find them on the
boat?

It's ridiculous.

Go home and get some rest.

Don't talk to any reporters.

And check in with the doc tomorrow.

I don't think I have to run.

It's an order.

He's going to get away. That's right for
us.

Get him.

Somebody stop that man.

Wait.

Don't. Wait.

Don't think twice about the bailman.

Appreciate that, Roger.

I'll just take it out in trade.

Just kidding.

Elizabeth, I'm proud of you. I really
am.

I mean, they all laughed when you sat
down to play private detective.

But I've been behind you a thousand
percent, haven't I?

And you've certainly proved your point.

I'm glad you feel that way, Roger.

But enough is enough, Elizabeth.

I mean, bailing you out of jail?

Rick Fineman, jail scale 10B and tops.
This place is a four.

There's some interesting people, though.
One guy claimed he was the king of

prats. Rick, AJ, this is my friend,
lawyer Roger Brunswick. Roger. Oh, hi,

Roger. Thank you for being allowed.

Professional courtesy, fellas.

After all, I'm practically a member of
the family.

You'll do this? Got a score to settle? I
ought to burn that old gum shirt. I'm

sure he's just busy. After all, he is
the master. I'll call you later, Roger.

What's that you're playing?

Just a little something.

Right, Sam.

Heaney Majeski.

Johnny G.

Eddie Juiced. Johnny Pesky.

Thornton Lee.

Danny Gardella.

Van Lingo. He is on a bar stool.

Sam Penny's home away from home.

Max Lanier, Eddie Waitus, and John
Vandermeer.

Well, Junior and his partner.

Well, well, well. A little disappointed
in you. Why didn't you stick up for us

with the cops, ma 'am?

What?

Rick and A .J. Hooses, that's you guys?

Yeah.

The cops should have said Junior and his
partner. I'm terrible at names.

Excuse me, excuse me.

Elizabeth Charles, Mr. Penny, how do you
do?

No, I'm sorry. I don't give autographs
after office hours.

No, no, she's with us, Sam. She's our
cousin.

Yeah, we're helping Elizabeth get
started.

She's joining the fraternity.

That's Junior's way of saying she's
trying to become a private investigator.

I am a private investigator.

Why don't we take a take?

I met some babes who asked questions for
a living, but they weren't as

respectable as you. Ah, respectable
women make you uncomfortable?

Well, let's just say that with the other
kind, there are never any

misunderstandings. Ah, so, how's
business, Pam?

It's great.

I just got back from Copenhagen on a
case.

Oh, too bad you didn't have time to
change your clothes.

What's your pleasure, guys?

Rum.

Perrier. Ah, banana daiquiris on me,
guys.

Ah, coffee for us. We're refereeing
tonight.

So, have you read my book on the
fundamentals of investigation?

Well, I tried. I just couldn't get past
that first chapter.

Oh, you're good. You're really good.

Liza, have you ever heard of Clint
Eastwood?

This is the real guy that Clint Eastwood
played in the movie Escape from

Alcatraz.

I've got eyes on every corner of San
Francisco you're looking for.

But I could always use an extra pair.

Especially a pretty green pair like
yours.

Well, that's a wonderful offer,
Elizabeth. With my cut of the fee.

All right, I'll make you a little wager.

If you break the case, I'll give you the
whole fee.

I don't think we ought to go overboard.
Well, what do I owe if you crack the

case? Well, we'll think of something.

Oh, boy.

We want her to learn the ropes. There is
a difference between learning the ropes

and hanging yourself.

Mr. Penny?

Yeah.

My name is Ellen Loddick. My husband
came to see you today and I... Please,

in.

Here, sit down.

Thank you.

Mrs.

Loddick, why don't you just blow your
nose and tell me about it, hmm?

I'm worried about my husband.

Why, you think he's crazy?

You don't really believe him.

He's not paying me to believe him. He is
paying me to find Frank Morris, Mrs.

Loddick. And what if you don't find him?

I still get paid.

I think the question here, Mrs. Loddick,
is do you believe him?

You don't know what Ron's been through.

He comes from a very old San Francisco
family, and they wanted a...

They expected a great deal from him
until that night when Frank Morris

It's been haunting him for a long time.

Must have been pretty rough on you, too.

And now he says he's seen Morris for the
second time.

Second time when?

This afternoon at Beauville Prison.

Mr. Penny, Ron's got a gun and I'm
afraid of what he's going to do with it.

Could you just talk to him?

Of course we will. And now that we know
there's a pattern, we'll have your

husband under 24 -hour surveillance. And
if this Morris character shows up

again, we'll be there.

Anybody on the phone. A bad joke. What
are you doing? I'm meeting him alone.

Put me an answer to this right now.

Please, Ron, don't do it.

Rick, Rick, he's leaving.

We got something here, Junior.

He got a call. He said it was Morris.

He has his gun.

See, sometimes it's a good idea to get
just a little bit closer when you're

doing a tail. Right. He's not going any
place.

Well, no, he got on the... When's the
next one?

20 minutes. 20 minutes.

There was a coat of... ... ...

...

... ... ... ... ...

up in the pears. It could be anywhere. I
remember a lot of Kazan. Yeah, it's

jumpy. All right, Elizabeth, come with
me. No, no, no. You take your part and

you know what to expect. I can take care
of Liza. Come on.

Lauren. You guys all right?

Drop the gun! Drop it!

It's okay!

It's okay!

I got him!

I got him! It spread fast!

I got you!

Hey, hey, hey.

Turn him over.

It's not Frank Morris.

It's been identified as Alan Facey. Come
on.

Sorry.

The small -time thief was picked up for
running numbers, that sort of thing.

Well, why was he chasing Ron?

Well, we don't know.

Ron says he's never even seen this guy
before.

He must have seen him before. Casey was
an inmate at Fovell Prison a year and a

half ago. He was?

Yeah.

Well, then maybe he was trying to get
even with him for something that

in prison.

Well, what else could it be?

But if that's true...

It means that either your husband is
lying about not remembering him, or

Ron is very confused right now. Excuse
me. Yeah.

He sure has changed his appearance.

Yep, hairstyle's different, mustache.

You know, it's almost like he's trying
to copy the Morris picture.

Isn't that something? You know, I was
just admiring this display of shields

have over here. It's very impressive.

Oh, yeah, we traded guys all over. Yeah.
As a matter of fact, I've even got the

infant out of here.

No, no, that's El Palo, real fast.

Got him.

I'll trade you two Newark's friends
tonight.

Newark?

You left the hospital without
permission.

I know. I should have checked with the
hall monitor.

Here, what's it?

Nothing. Nothing. At least a couple of
riddles. Nowhere's going to kick by a

mule, huh?

You were right about me. I'm finished
with this charade.

Well, I was wrong about you. I didn't
think you'd tear that easy.

Isaac, come on. This was my film, but it
wasn't yours.

Loddick told me that the man wore a
trench coat. If I'd had any sense, I

have left mine behind.

There was a time when I wouldn't have
missed something like that.

What is that song about, anyway?

It's old baseball players, old baseball
players' names.

They had names then, huh?

See what they made to play baseball.

Uh... I remember my dad talking about
him. Yeah, and your grandmother, right?

He was something. Say, hey, kid, he...
He had it all. He had the arm, he had

bat, he had the legs.

Maybe the most God -given talent in the
history of man.

But he didn't know when to quit.

I mean, he just kept on keeping on.

And finally, when all the cheers died
down, all he had left was the man.

I play baseball.

Softball. At the park on Sundays.

I bet you runs for the clover in your
bare feet, do you?

Even old men have to take their shoes
off sometimes, Sam.

When was the last time that you felt a
clover?

The first time I looked at you, Ken.

It wasn't him.

Are you sure?

We traced a phone call from room 102 to
our client's house in San Francisco.

This man, Casey, was supposed to be
arranging a meeting.

There was a guy in 102.

That wasn't him.

Well, what name did he use?

Smith. We get a lot of those.

Yeah.

Don't suppose he paid by credit card.

Cash. Been here before, though.

He usually comes with his lady friend.

We get a lot of those, too.

Here's a photo of a man named Frank
Mara.

That wasn't him, either.

I mean, younger guy, dark hair.

Is there anything else you can tell us
about him?

He's kind of average -looking.

We get a lot of those.

Thanks.

In case he didn't make that call, who
did?

My answer's got to be at Bovell.

Police already questioned the warden. He
doesn't know anything.

The inmates in the new case, they
certainly aren't talking.

Bet they're talking to each other.

Are you nuts?

No warden in his right mind is going to
let us go into prison undercover.

You're right.

Of course I'm right.

So we won't ask him?

We are not.

Rick, we're talking about the big house.

I'm the armed guard.

If Frank Morris can break out of
Alcatraz, we ought to be able to break

nothing little prison like home.

Filled with dangerous felons. Say, am I
dangerous? Come on, it's not maximum

security. Forget it.

I'm not taking my next shower in a
prison washroom. We're not going to be

long enough. As soon as the guards do a
head count, they'll kick us out and it's

over.

The only way I will even consider this
is if there's somebody there to pull us

out. I mean somebody official.

Fine. We can get down here by morning.
We're not out by the end of the day. He

goes to the ward. Is that official
enough for you?

We're going to be the first people in
history ever to sneak into prison in a

laundry truck.

great of you guys.

Always heard San Francisco is beautiful
this time of year.

Well, I'm glad we picked a nice day for
you to come up on.

Me too. I especially enjoy a vacation
when I don't have to pay for it. Well,

just remember, we're not getting paid
here either.

Temple's really looking forward to
seeing Fisherman's Wharf.

You brought Temple with you? Yeah.
What's the name of that five -star hotel

on Nob Hill?

Town. I wonder how many lobsters we can
eat in 24 hours.

Town! No more chit -chat, guys. Main
gate coming up.

You're early, ain't you?

Yeah, somebody keeps wiping the towels
in C Block.

This is really getting out of hand.

Taxpayers don't care.

Where's Benny this morning?

Day off.

Benny never took a day off in his life.

That's what I meant. He's dead.

My God.

He was my age.

Yeah, and you're not looking too well
either.

That's right. Then somebody put a Y
insert in the water.

When we open the machine, I don't have
to tell you really what...

Good job!

Sorry, I'm allergic to cotton.

Yeah, and, you know, so if you know
anybody under diapers in pastel

I was

worried about the kind of people we were
going to run into.

I don't see any lifelong friendships
starting here.

Well, just look at it this way, AJ.
These are just the guys who had bad

The police report says Casey just moved
in here three weeks ago.

Yeah, he was a real floater.

Nice, nice, nice to meet you. Thanks.
I've been working on it. Yeah, of

it doesn't usually take 20 minutes to
open a door.

We got it. We got it. You really think
the police might have missed something

here?

Probably not.

That's the nice thing about this job,
Eliza.

You never know when something's gonna
just pop up and smack you right in the

face.

Well, Eliza, what do these boots tell
you about our friend Casey?

Uh, he bought new boots recently.

Uh -huh.

Yeah, but these are Italian cowboy
boots, very expensive and way out of

price range. So?

So he got some new money. Somebody paid
him.

To do what? To kill Lottick.

I wasn't trying to kill Lottick, but
somebody might have paid him to set

up. To set him up for what?

I don't know.

One thing is sure.

Casey wasn't planning on dying.

A man who's afraid of dying doesn't buy
new shoes.

Chapter 7.

Okay, so I lied. I read past the first
chapter.

Oh, good.

Here comes the welcome wagon.

Got any smokes?

You're going to need butts in here.

Why?

To give me so I won't break your arm.

Don't do it. Easy, easy, easy.

Easy. Calm down now.

Calm down. Calm down. All right?

Man, I can't let you do this to
yourself.

What are you talking about?

This is Fingers Burton you're messing
with. I don't know any fingers.

This is the guy who had eight fingers in
his freezer when they busted him, man.

He's nuts.

No toes, no ears, nothing like that.
Just fingers.

Eight of them.

Think about it.

I wouldn't want you to wake up some
morning with just your thumbs, all

Who are you?

Fingers' friend.

Look, no offense, Fingers.

Listen,

do you need anything?

As a matter of fact, a friend of Fingers
on the outside was just wasted. A guy

named Alan Casey, and he's looking for
some answers.

Yeah, sure.

His old cellmate is still here.

Come on, I'll introduce you.

No.

Never talked about Frank Morris or
Alcatraz to me.

Any run -ins with Lottie?

Might just go ask his friend, Warden
Latham.

His friend?

How do you think Casey got out on an
early parole?

I never trusted that little snitch
anyway.

Easy, easy. Come on, easy now. Yeah, he
even said that Warden was lining some

workup for him on the outside.

She here?

Oh, did I get any messages?

Was I supposed to take your messages?

Do you know anyone who might want to get
revenge against your husband?

Revenge? I'm not sure I understand.

Ellen, we have been to the bank, the
parole board, the credit bureau, and the

social security office. Sam built a
whole profile on this man, Casey.

He hadn't worked studies since he got
out of prison.

But somehow all of his old bills were
paid recently.

We think it means that he was paid by
someone to do this to Ron.

Well, you don't suppose that Casey is
working for the real Morris.

Is there anybody else who doesn't like
your husband?

I suppose there have been a few thousand
inmates over the years who have

probably carried a grudge.

What about work?

Who would get Ron's job now that he's
out of the way?

I don't know.

It's probably up to Warden Latham.

This place is just full of snitches,
isn't it?

I think so.

That's all, Gordon.

Well, you two took quite a risk coming
in here like this.

But I suppose your client, Ron Loddick,
still has enough connections to cover

you.

You know, when they find out you're
really police informants, there are men

here who'll kill you in the blink of an
eye.

You're in for a rather interesting
evening.

Guard.

Take these two back to their friends.

Why did the warden do this to Locke?

And how the hell did he know we were
working for him?

Well, don't worry about it. Tom's not
going to let him get away with this, and

he'll be here in a few hours. He's got a
few hours.

We're getting out of here.

It's a little easier to get in than to
get out.

Look at that no man's land. How are we
supposed to get across that?

We're not supposed to get across it.
That's why I put it there.

Hey, look what we got.

It's just the afternoon laundry.

already.

working, AJ. We're going to make it.

Oh, gee, no.

Oh, yeah.

How did you find out about this?

Lucky, I guess.

My chances were highway patrol.

Okay.

All right, no problem. No problem. No
problem at all.

Oh, no, wait. I'll take over, officer.
Uh,

The warden here is involved in a murder.
Now, that's ridiculous, officer. These

men are convicted felons doing hard
times. This is a prison escape. One

call, that's all we ask. Just one,
right?

Yeah, Penny.

Rick and A .J. who?

Yeah, thanks.

The DA is reducing the charge against
your husband to involuntary

and under the circumstances, he will
probably recommend a suspended sentence.

Oh.

Unfortunately, it looks like Ron will
have to spend some time in a psychiatric

hospital, but not too long, I hope.

Thank you.

All of you.

There is, uh, one more.

Little thing, Ellen.

You're going to have to go to jail.

I beg your pardon?

The only way Latham could have known
that we were working for Ron was if you

told him.

When the motel manager identified Latham
as the man in room 102, he also

recognized a picture of you as the woman
who generally accompanied him there.

I was having an affair with him, but
that's all.

I swear I had nothing to do with the
rest.

Sure you did.

You were the only one who had anything
to gain, and you almost got it all,

sweetheart.

Got what all?

Ron and I aren't wealthy people.

Yeah, I know. That's the part that had
me stumped for a while.

Liza found the missing link.

It was what you told me about Ron,
remember?

About his family being one of the oldest
in San Francisco. That's where I found

the money.

in his parents' estate and trust for Ron
until he turned 50 next year.

If he's dead, it goes to charity.

So you couldn't kill him.

But if he's in jail or in a mental
institution, then the control of the

goes to his wife.

Aye, Roger.

Elizabeth, where have you been? I just
can't keep waiting around.

Oh, Roger, I'm sorry. I can't marry you.

But you're quitting.

I'm not quitting.

I'm moving.

Moving?

Where?

Don't look at me. I'm not breaking the
news tomorrow.

Well, don't look at me. I'm always the
one who has to tell her. Because you're

so good at it, H .A.