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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.