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♪ (THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪

It all seems pretty hush-hush to me.

When someone sends you a $5,000 advance,

it's one way of saying things are hush-hush.

Joe, at least you could tell me where you're going.

Afraid I can't.

Joe, that's really going overboard.

Peggy, I don't know yet where I'm headed.

Well, will you call me as soon as you know?

Will do.

Is it too much to ask roughly when that might be?

"Roughly" tonight.

If I'm out of the office, call me at home.

Anything you say, little mother.

Mr. Mannix? Right.

Hi, I'm Don Elliot, been expecting you.

Ah.

We're ready to go.

Will she fly?

(LAUGHING): Well, it doesn't have a piano bar,

but it'll get us there.

Hey, do you happen to know what this is all about?

Not me... I just fly the airplane.

The company pays my check the first and 15th of every month

and it clears the bank.

Anything else is out of my department.

Let me help you with your bag. Yeah, thanks.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Mannix s7e03 Climb A Deadly Mountain

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(WIND HOWLING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

I'd say that weather front's a couple hours ahead of schedule.

(THUNDER CRASHING)

Yeah, let's check it out.

Hello, Prescott Radio.

This is Piper 2203-Papa.

We're outbound on Victor-145, east of your station.

What have you got painted on your scope down there?

CONTROLLER: I have weather return in Buckeye Vicinity.

Do not have you painted.

Repeat: do not have you painted.

Roger. 2203-Papa.

Thank you, Prescott.

It may get a little rough.

I've been there before.

Good.

There's nothing really to worry about.

(THUNDER CRASHING)

(THUNDER BOOMING)

Hello, Prescott, this is 2203-Papa.

(THUNDER CRASHING)

Prescott Radio, 2203-Papa, come in, please.

No good.

Too much electrical interference.

(THUNDER CRASHING)

You want to turn back, Mr. Mannix?

That's up to you.

I think I'll just climb her a bit

and get ahead of that range ahead.

Fine with me.

(THUNDER CRASHING)

Mayday, Mayday, this is 2203-Papa.

We've been struck by lightning. We're going down.

Do you read me out there?

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(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(GROANS SOFTLY)

(CLATTER)

♪ ♪

(CLATTER)

♪ ♪

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

Hello, Mr. Mannix's office.

Hello, Peggy, this is Art Malcolm.

Oh... hi, Art.

Well, that's a nice warm greeting.

Maybe I can do better with Joe; is he there?

No, i... i don't know where he is.

I-I don't have a clue.

(CHUCKLING) I thought he only played that game with me.

(SIGHS) Well, the club is getting larger.

When was the last time you heard from him?

Yesterday afternoon when I took him to the airport.

What airport? When?

Burbank.

A little after 4:00.

He wouldn't tell me where he was going.

He said he didn't know.

Tell you the truth, Art,

I'm getting a little worried about him.

He said he'd phone last night, and he didn't.

Now, Joe's not always punctual,

but he's never missed by this far.

All right, Peggy, I'll do some checking.

Burbank will have a record of the departure

and the appointed destination.

Give me about five minutes; I'll get back to you.

(EXHALES) Thanks, Art.

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(RATTLING)

(GUNSHOT)

Man, you're getting to be a real nuisance.

Thanks.

It's the least I could do...

with your gun.

My gun in exchange for the compass and canteen.

Sooner or later, everybody gets cheated.

My turn, right?

Look on the bright side,

now it's behind you.

Why all this hide-and-seek?

I checked your wallet after I patched you up, Mannix.

Your line of work and my uniform

doesn't exactly make for lasting relationships.

I don't suppose they just let you walk out.

Oh, no, that's against the rules.

Anything left in that?

A man on the run...

(RUSTLING) Hold it.

Thought I heard something... probably a deer.

As I was saying, a man on the run

doesn't usually stop to help someone.

Look, that plane almost came down on me.

I fixed your arm a little.

Big deal.

That's not all.

The canteen, the compass, arrow.

Why?

I was raised in the mountains.

I figured you for a city dude.

You needed 'em more than I did.

Yeah.

Easy.

You, uh, figure if I get the chance, I'll give you trouble.

Will you?

No.

But if I change my mind, I'll let you know.

(CHUCKLES)

Okay.

Look, we're not doing any good around here.

Can you travel?

Yeah.

Let's go.

Being that you know my name...

maybe I ought to know yours.

Lucas Whitney... most folks call me Luke.

Well, thanks for all your help, Luke.

Mannix, I'm not sure I helped you at all.

Maybe just the opposite.

Anyone seen talking to me could get himself killed.

You will let me know what the FAA has to say

as soon as you hear, right?

(PHONE BUZZES)

Malcolm.

Oh, yeah, put her on.

Hello, Peggy.

Oh, I'm sorry, Art, but you said five minutes.

Yeah, well, I was waiting to get some more information.

According to Burbank, their destination was Albuquerque.

We checked, but there's no record of the plane's arrival.

Well, it doesn't take 24 hours to fly to Albuquerque.

Well, of course not, Peggy, but there could be

a hundred reasons why they aren't there.

Yes, I know.

Now, don't start at the bottom of the list.

The plane was registered to Walding Electronics,

and they've got offices all over the southwest.

Now, they could have landed anyplace between there and here.

There may be a hundred reasons,

but which one explains why Joe hasn't called?

Well, the FAA is working on it, Peg.

We'll get some definite news soon.

Thanks, Art.

Call me the moment you hear, no matter what.

Okay, Peggy.

(SIGHS)

Take a look around.

Name's Elliot, out of Kansas City.

Don't worry, Parks, you'll get yours.

GUARD: Mr. Rizo, over here.

There must have been a passenger.

Somebody dragged him over here.

Well, it sure as hell wasn't that dead pilot.

Think it was Luke?

Who else?

He never should have helped that guy.

Think they're together?

If they are...?

Too bad for that passenger.

Sorry to push you so hard, Mannix.

I'm all right.

I just don't know how far back those guards are.

Why prison guards and not the sheriff?

'Cause they want me for themselves.

They must have a pretty good reason.

Ha, I wouldn't be surprised.

Let's, uh, back up.

They sent you up for something.

Armed robbery of a hardware store I've never seen.

That's a popular story.

Ah, like I said before, sooner or later everybody gets cheated.

I was on my way from Eastern Tennessee... mountain country.

I was going to California.

Almost made it, too,

except for a roadblock outside this little town,

couple of local sheriffs.

Seems they were looking for a black cat, pulled a robbery.

I had a packet of money, I filled the bill.

Just how much is "a packet of money"?

2,000 bucks.

Took me five lousy years to put that money together.

Somebody had to identify you.

Yep, the storekeeper.

I was black and he wanted his 400 bucks back.

Leaving $1,600.

Right.

And they got the $1,600.

And I got one to five.

I was going out to look for a job.

Then I was gonna send for my family.

I got a son... nine... and twin daughters... seven.

You see,

strip-mining kind of put most of us coal miners on welfare.

And now my wife's back home

with no money, no man, and three hungry kids.

Let's go.

(SIGHS)

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Well, this snake didn't commit suicide.

Somebody blowed his head off.

Mr. Rizo, two sets of prints.

Means Luke's got somebody to spill his guts out to.

Well, if it's that passenger from the plane,

he just ran out of luck.

Hello, Peggy.

What is it, Art?

Why didn't you call?

It's bad news, isn't it?

The FAA found some wreckage in the Sierra Chirajos.

Was there any sign of life?

We don't know.

The search party is working its way up the mountains now.

Until they get there, we're just going to have to sweat it out.

When will they get there?

Probably early morning.

What are we going to do?

Well, the first thing you're going to have to do

is arrange for a babysitter to look after Toby.

I've taken a couple of days off

and I've already booked us a flight.

Oh.

Here, some currant berries.

They won't fill you up, but they'll keep you going,

and it'll make the supplies I got in my knapsack last longer.

Where'd you get those supplies?

Stumbled across a couple hunters up in the hills, sleeping.

They had two knapsacks, so I ripped off one.

You know, Luke, you, uh, got a real knack for finding things.

(LUKE CHUCKLES)

You'd make a great private eye,

except for one minor detail.

Oh, what's that?

Well, there's a thin difference

between finding things and ripping 'em off.

(CHUCKLES)

Yeah, I guess you got a point there.

You like your job?

(CHUCKLES)

Eh, about four days a week.

Pays the rent.

How'd you get started?

Here.

One day I decided I was better

at asking questions than answering them.

For example, how much time did you have left to serve?

About a month.

Only 30 days to go and you decided to break out.

How come?

Well, I saw something might have been better off not seeing.

(GUNSHOTS)

(WHISPERING): Mannix.

(GUNSHOT)

I got another one.

(GUNFIRE)

(GROANS)

Let's go.

(GUNSHOT)

Can you make it back?

I'll make it, Mr. Rizo.

All right, come on.

How's your ammo?

I got two rounds left.

Three.

Five bullets are gonna have to go a long way.

Mint leaves.

There's water around here somewhere.

Try down there.

I think I can buy us some time.

You catch on fast for a city dude.

(WATER RUSHING)

(BIRDS SINGING)

Let's go.

No sign of prints.

We've been had.

Back to the creek. We'll head downstream.

(BIRDS SINGING)

Let me have the compass.

South-southwest is the hard way, but for us, it's the best way.

I figure we keep going

till we find a good place to rest for the night.

Hold it.

Uh-huh. This'll do fine.

After you, sir.

(MANNIX SIGHS)

You okay?

Yeah.

They want you pretty bad, Luke.

How bad?

(LAUGHS) They want me dead.

You see, I was working outside the complex,

doing some road repairs,

and I saw what looked like to be a grave site.

There was no headstone or anything,

but you can pretty much tell

by the shape of the mound, and...

I looked around, and there were three, four more.

Any idea who they belonged to?

Mm-hmm.

Every now and then,

one of the cons would give Rizo a bad time,

you know, shoot off his mouth, sass him back.

For some strange reason,

these cats always managed to escape.

At least that's what we were told.

Now, nobody believed it,

and nobody could ever prove it...

until I came along.

Somebody saw you?

Well, at that time, I wasn't too sure.

(THUNDER CRASHING AND ROLLING)

Sorry to bother you, Luke,

but we've got a little job for you.

Mind coming with us?

What kind of job?

Special job. (THUNDER RUMBLING)

Takes a real good man.

Right, Parks?

That's right, Mr. Rizo.

RIZO: That's right, Luke.

Only you can handle it.

Come on, Luke. Won't take long.

I got a choice?

(RAIN POURING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

That's about far enough.

Parks?

Far enough, Mr. Rizo.

(THUNDER CRACKING)

What do you think, Luke?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Hand me that shovel, please, sir.

(THUNDER CRASHING)

(THUNDER CRASHING)

Well, what do you figure we got here, Luke?

Appears to me like we got us a grave.

What do you think, Luke?

Parks?

It's a grave all right, Mr. Rizo.

How many you figure we got around here?

(THUNDER CRASHING)

Well, I'll tell you.

We got exactly five graves here.

What do you say we try for six?

You going to kill me in cold blood?

Warm blood.

You got warm blood, Luke.

Don't sell yourself short, boy.

What if I swear that I'll never tell?

What if you do?

Start digging.

(GUN CHAMBER COCKS)

(THUNDER CRASHING)

(ROLLING THUNDER)

(GASPS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING, THUNDERCLAPS)

(GASPS)

And two days later, your plane came down on me.

Mm-hmm.

The last thing Rizo wants

is for you to get off this mountain.

Unfortunately, you're now in the same boat with me.

Mm-hmm.

(FOOTFALLS APPROACHING)

Mr. Rizo?

They ain't gonna make it off this mountain tonight.

RIZO: Well, we keep looking long as we got some light left.

Mannix?

I'm sorry I got you into this.

(MANNIX CHUCKLES QUIETLY)

(MANNIX SIGHS)

To tell you the truth, Lieutenant,

it was just good luck the plane was spotted.

When they go down in the Sierra Chirajos,

they usually just disappear.

Thanks. Sure.

There's no place in the area for a chopper to land, huh?

Right, but the search party should be near the wreck by now.

Hmm. When will you hear?

I hope by the time we get to the base camp.

(ENGINE STARTING)

LUKE: Looks deserted.

Sure does.

Hell, we passed right by 'em.

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

MAN (OVER RADIO): Base camp calling Lieutenant Carson.

Carson. Acknowledge. Over.

MAN (OVER RADIO): Rescue party reports reaching wreckage.

Pilot dead. No sign of passenger.

Have initiated search. Over.

Roger. Understand. Carson out.

Art?

Well, if Joe isn't around,

that means he must be working his way down.

He can't be very badly hurt.

I, uh... i wish he'd stayed with the plane.

We were informed today

there's an escaped convict in the area.

What do you know about him?

Oh, uh, his name's Luke Whitney,

black, age 32, 175 pounds.

What else?

Prison authorities tell us that he's armed and desperate.

They regard him as a killer.

MANNIX: Hello?!

Anybody home?!

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MANNIX: Sorry, ma'am.

Uh, please don't be frightened.

What do you want?

My friend and I need help.

You see, there's some men up on those hills that...

(SCUFFLING)

(HAMMER CLICKS)

RIZO: Looks abandoned.

No reason they'd stop there.

They'd be sitting ducks.

What is it, Mr. Rizo?

On the other hand,

let's check it out.

Yes, sir.

WOMAN: It's all right, Jess.

These men are looking for help.

We've got to get word to the sheriff.

Mister, those men are after us.

Ain't gonna stop till we're dead.

That ain't no business of mine.

Now, you boys just better mosey on.

They might be telling the truth, Jess.

Well, what can I do, Faye?

There ain't a phone around here for miles.

Well...

I-If there was a way we could get the car to running...

Well, I can't get it started and that's that, now...

MANNIX: Eh, mind if we take a look at it?

FAYE: Can't do no harm, Jess.

We just can't let them be killed.

Well, I suppose not.

Got her setting out in the barn.

Come on.

If you're afraid of being seen,

this here tunnel leads to the barn.

When this place was built,

mountains up there used to be Indian country.

This was one way of escaping.

CARSON: How's it going, Tom?

TOM: Jim, some scoop just came in on the radio.

Oh, good. Sure are a lot of people

up on those mountains today.

CARSON: Okay, thanks.

RADIO OFFICER: Thanks, Rescue One.

Base camp, over and out.

CARSON: What have you got?

Mannix is headed down on a south-southwest course.

And he isn't alone anymore.

They've found all kinds of footprints up there.

Oh, maybe somebody found him.

Hunters, possibly, but I doubt it.

ART: Why?

Come here, I'll show you.

South-southwest is the back way out.

It's rugged.

The hunters would come out to the north.

That's where we are now.

RESCUER (ON RADIO): Rescue One calling base camp.

RADIO OFFICER: This is base camp.

Come in, Rescue One.

RESCUER: Footprints now look like there's two men

being followed by three, maybe four.

No visual contact with either party. Over.

RADIO OFFICER: Thanks, Rescue One. Over and out.

Two men.

The escaped convict.

South-southwest.

Where would that bring them out?

South of the Chirajos.

Anything there?

Oh, couple of broken-down farms, that's it.

Might be worth a look.

Let's go.

MANNIX: Can you give me a little more light out of that?

JESS: Yeah.

How's it look?

Well, the wire from the coil to the distributor is shot.

I think I can replace it with a wire from the headlights.

RIZO: Listen to me, old lady.

I don't want to hear a sound out of you.

Shh.

Not a sound.

MANNIX: Pretty near got it.

Jess, you'd better get your wife ready.

We'll be leaving here soon.

I'm too old to start running now.

But you boys better get going.

I'll be staying right here where I belong.

Jess...

those guards will kill anybody I've talked to.

No matter who.

I reckon I can protect what's mine.

You better listen to him, Jess.

RIZO: Luke!

Luke, I know you're in there.

You and the other guy.

So drop your guns and come on out with your hands up.

Luke, you hear me?

Come on out!

Luke!

You'll never guess the goody I got in here.

I got me a scared little old lady.

Hold it, Jess.

I'd sure hate to have to hurt her.

Luke, I'm giving you and your friend

60 seconds to come on out.

After that, the old lady quits getting older.

Stall him, Luke.

LUKE: I hear you, Rizo.

Let the woman go.

She's got nothing to do with this.

RIZO: That was a neat trick up at the stream, Luke.

I thought you people were afraid of water.

We were downstream of you.

Ain't nothing worse than that.

You know, pollution.

50 seconds.

Luke, take the tunnel over to the house and wait.

RIZO: 40 seconds.

When you hear the car horn, come up fast.

Right.

30 seconds.

Jess?

Yeah?

MANNIX: Attach one end of the wire here

and the other one into the distributor.

Got it? Yeah.

RIZO: It's that time, Luke.

Roll call.

Is it yes or no?

Rizo.

I'm Joe Mannix.

There's a new situation in here.

We've got a gun on Luke.

"We"?

Who's "we," Mannix?

The woman's husband and me.

Now, how about a deal, Rizo?

Keep talking, I'm listening.

(CLATTER)

The old man and I figure your business is with Luke.

Right so far.

What else?

A trade.

You get Luke,

the old man gets his wife,

and I get lost,

like nothing's happened.

Okay, Mannix.

You got yourself a deal.

You send Luke out...

...then you and the old man show.

(WHISPERS): Ready.

(CAR STARTS)

(HORN HONKING)

Hold it. Drop your rifle.

Lose the guns.

Lose them, Rizo.

Now, lose the guns.

And now, Mr. Parks,

if you would kindly raise your hands.

OFFICER: Mr. Whitney? LUKE: Yep.

The DA's waiting for you in town.

A few formalities you've got to go through.

LUKE: Sounds good to me.

OFFICER: Mr. Mannix, this is your car.

MANNIX: Well, you'll be going home, Luke.

Yep.

The kids'll be bigger, but my wife'll be just as pretty.

I guess I can take it from there.

Well, if you ever need me...

for any reason.

Any reason?

Yeah.

Thanks, Luke.

I owe you.

Hey, that goes for me, too.

Here's a compass.

In case the city cat gets lost again.

(CAR STARTS)

Hi, Peg.

Joe.

You cost me a fortune in babysitters.

I was worried sick.

I'm sorry I didn't call, Peg.

Uh, I just couldn't find a phone.

(SOBBING)

MANNIX: Let's go.

(CAR STARTS)