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Some people like to travel.

But for me, a fall afternoon in Manhattan that my neighborhood

bar is better than Miami Beach in Cleveland, Caesar.

And you're saying to yourself, you can't remember the winning dodge line

up in their first series at Evansfield, right?

And you're saying, how could anyone else?

And you're saying, here's a fancy note if you can do it.

And I'm saying, it was hard at the first time.

Might ease you on your mic if you moved your office down here.

Well, it's not business, Jenny.

Not this time.

Ridge, Grumpy,

and I went way back.

He helped me shake the snakes out when I got back from now.

He taught me to be a private cop.

He even got me to like it.

It's like old times, huh?

We have voice to the few.

Well, here's to a few more.

Do you like that?

Do you like that?

Oh, yeah.

That's the best.

Hey, uh, proposition for you.

Oh, yeah?

What's her name?

Gramacy Paco, the PI convention.

Ridge, you got to be kidding me.

Not again.

You're serious, aren't you?

Hey, my jobs don't come walking in off the street anymore, all right?

Most of my business is Lakebork.

I get from the PI Association referrals.

That's why I joined.

I'm even on the border to represent this.

You're not in any kind of trouble, I imagine.

I just don't want it to come as a surprise.

I may need you when you're 45, back at me up

when I corner this guy I've been working for.

I am here at the convention tomorrow.

He's a PI tool.

He's gonna let you sit down.

You've been doing leg work for him?

Stumbling on something big like this guy.

He's not gonna be happy about what I have to say.

But I am gonna say it.

This means a lot to me.

Hey, Don, I'll be there.

You got a cigarette?

Sure.

Well, the toss mine I'm trying to quit.

Sort of.

Hey, Reg, you're not telling me the whole thing.

But you wouldn't be there tomorrow.

Yeah, sure.

Like you said, kid, here's to a few more.

Thanks.

I'll see you tomorrow.

I'm

watching Reg go.

I had this raw hollow egg.

I had that feeling once before when my dad died.

You okay?

No.

You got anything on this?

Nothing.

Political.

The radical terrorist group already claimed responsibility.

Just one terrorist group, back to you?

Must be a slow day.

Gotta get over there.

Yes, it was a terrorist group.

It was a random killing.

Reg is in the wrong place the long time.

Yeah, he sure was.

If somebody knew he was gonna be there, there won't be a time for that.

And

Mr. Porter outside wants to... Yeah.

Which brand is dead?

Somebody killed him.

There's a bomb took out a whole storefront window.

Lucky nobody else was killed.

Listen, I want you to check with Pat and see

if he's got the corners of Portland autopsy.

Find out if the crime lab knows what kind of explosives they were.

Farrington.

Farrington has got pipe dreams about terrorists.

It's okay with me.

I'm gonna set him straight myself on this one.

Mr. Porter would pay you 300 dollars a day for you to work for him.

Where was he last week?

Oh, listen, Reg Grandi mentioned something about a

PI convention at the Gramacy Park Hotel tomorrow.

Matter of fact, he wanted me to go with him and meet some guy.

Something was bugging him.

I knew it.

I should have stuck with him if I had.

You'd both be dead.

Try and stall Porter, will you?

For how long?

As long as it takes.

I knew

that Rich's widow, Edna, would be taking it pretty hard.

But I didn't bargain for just how hard.

Rich had been everything to her.

And now everything was gone.

No.

No, Rich would never have brought that bill home with him.

I never even set foot in that office of his.

Edna, you're now sorry I am.

I made a nice home for him.

I know you did, Edna.

Rich told me lots and lots of times.

We were married 27 years ago last month.

We had a honeymoon in Atlantic City.

We brought a matched pair of these.

I remember...

blood walk.

Sand.

The ocean.

He even had to die away from me.

It happens

when you can be so damn helpless.

I was heading for Rich's office.

Maybe I could find some answers there to questions I couldn't ask at.

Once it had been a nice building and a nice neighborhood.

The two older boys looked like they'd just been paroled that morning.

And shouldn't they?

Hey, wait a minute.

I'm not armed.

I'm Artie Landon.

Who are you?

My name's Hammer.

Mike Hammer?

Hey, Rich talks about you all the time.

See, I work for Rich.

You... you haven't heard.

What?

Rich is dead.

He was killed by a bomb.

I've been working under his license till I can get my own.

Yeah?

He did the same for me.

But that was a few years ago.

At me doing repos, skip tracing, serving subpoenas.

You don't want to think about Rich's referrals from the PI Association?

Was he working on anything that might have gotten him killed?

He works all that stuff himself.

Look, there's anything I can do.

No, it's okay.

Just keep doing the repos and whatever else you were working on.

I'll be in touch with him.

Old friends share old secrets.

Rich wasn't too big on banks or safety deposit boxes.

If he had anything important, it would be in here.

He always did like to be sitting on top of things.

The strong box was empty, except for a list with six names on it.

Well done, me.

Yeah, I'm in Rich's office.

Listen, I want you to run a make on a Brown LTD, New York played ZFF626.

Now see if it's registered to an Arthur Landon, L-A-N-D-O-N.

Also, I want you to call the Bureau of Investigative Services and Albany and see

if he's made an application for a PI license recently.

Yeah, I'll be dropping Rich's files off a little while.

Oh, listen, did Pat call?

Yeah, plastic explosives, huh?

Rich, poor guy never had a chance.

Yeah, I'll see you later.

There she was again.

Was I dreaming?

Belda reported that Artie Landon had checked out clean.

I headed to the convention to find one Ari

Artel, the next name on the list after Rich.

I'm not that fond of conventioneers.

Their jokes are worse than mine.

Besides, I don't trust the herd instinct.

If you hang around and herd, you're bound to step in something you don't like.

Hi.

Hey, Ari.

Just thought I'd check out what's new in the business.

Yeah.

Listen, Rich had a list with six names on it.

You don't know anything about it, no, why?

Still working on those files?

Oh, yeah.

I'm good.

Keep it up.

Checking when we went to the wild, okay?

We'll do it.

See you later.

But Rich had wanted me to back him up while he spoke to a former client.

I figured the answer to Rich's death was with him.

I was looking for Ari Artel and getting nowhere fast.

Not one person and a joint looked hungry enough to be a practicing detective.

The closest they came to working the street was

when they crossed it to get to their Mercedes.

And there were a lot of distractions.

The lining contained several layers of protected

material that will stop any bullet up to 38 calibers.

They come in your size.

I can see that.

Deal, Johnston.

The front desk, please.

Deal, Johnston.

The front desk.

She was my favorite flavor, blonde.

It was lost at first sight.

Who was the detective who left his 45 automatic in the men's room?

Please claim it at lost and found.

The detective who left his 45 automatic in the men's room.

Please claim it at lost and found.

His name?

Ari Artel.

I've worked for him about a year.

Excuse me.

Do you work for Ari Artel?

They should have a better offer and then, you know, maybe I'll quit.

Well, why don't you introduce his first?

What second?

As I was saying, Bobby, a picture was worth a thousand words.

So come on, all right?

Listen, do me a favor, baby.

You send the other guys in.

Ciao.

It was the first time I'd ever seen X-rated wallpaper.

From what I was watching, Artel had a set of

morals the sanitation department wouldn't pick up.

Ari specializes in society divorce work for a big slice of the pie.

He uses me to get the goods on all those roving spouses.

Ari, this is my camera.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, Ridge Grundy used to talk about it.

Really?

I'd like to ask you some questions about Ridge.

Now, maybe later, Hammer.

Maybe next week.

What about now?

Hey, don't push it, Hammer.

You crash the wrong party.

Party's over, bono.

Hey, come on, watch it.

Come on, watch it.

Come on, watch it.

Stop it, Hammer, this is my sweet.

You want an active discussion?

We can have an active discussion.

What cases was Ridge Grundy working on?

Whoa, whoa, Hammer, what cases?

What cases?

It didn't work on any cases.

He was a sort of lackey.

He helped with the divorce setups.

What are you talking about?

Ridge, whatever... Oh, yeah!

What do you think took those films?

Could Ridge have slipped this far?

I just wanted to get out of there before I did something I would get 20 to life for.

Get out of here.

It are here on A&E.

I spent most of the night in the DA's office

with Barrington drilling me about Artel's murder.

With two dead private investigators, his terrorist theory just wasn't making it.

There's only one person who'd show up to make breakfast the way I like it.

Bacon, long and lean, eggs, basted, four minutes, coffee's still hot.

You have 30 seconds to rejoin life on Earth.

Welder shows up at my apartment in the morning

about as often as Dolly Parton sees her toes.

I knew there had to be a reason behind this visit.

Oh, incidentally, the office was burglarized last night.

Aren't you past the salt?

How bad is it?

Oh, we could use a maid.

They zeroed in on the Ridge Grandi files.

All of them?

Except for the invoices and correspondence files I took home with me last night.

Where's Ridge's list?

In my jacket.

Well, somebody either thinks we know something or we

have something, but that's what they hit the office.

Let me see that.

Are you going back to the convention this morning?

I sure am.

And so are you.

After yesterday, I went exactly the invisible around there.

Don't lose this.

We're looking for a man named Dan Foreman.

He's a healthy guy whose hormones are properly balanced.

You might get lucky quicker than me.

But you really hired me from my mind, right?

Right.

I love the way it moves.

I couldn't help but wonder if it was another private eye who did Ridge in.

It might have been the one he was going to talk to.

I wanted answers.

All I got was distractions.

This is the latest pick gun, effective on

pin-tumblers and spools and even pick-proof locks.

If you're trying to break in.

Actually, I was trying to break out.

Excuse me.

Yeah, as an attorney, I specialize in civil suits, but

I also sit on the board of several large corporations.

Minister, their pension plans.

I'm here right now, giving a seminar on the business side for the PI.

Let's not talk about me.

Kid sister.

Who's very thirsty.

Oh, yeah, uh, bartender.

I can handle it.

His name's McCambridge.

A $600 suit, a couple of stools down is the guy you're looking for.

Dan Foreman.

Does he know something about making money that we don't?

Maybe he'll do things to make it that we won't.

Excuse me.

Who shines your suits, Hammer?

We've met in the history books.

Dinosaurs fascinate me.

Rich Grundy, you.

Tailing people.

Staking up.

Thorne our rattling.

You're a walking fossil, Hammer.

Was Rich Grundy doing anything for you that might have gotten him killed?

A few crumbs.

Nothing important.

See, he never understood the delicacy of my work.

Feed black and blue from dropping the ball, huh?

Exactly.

When you are on routine, it is several of the city's most prominent attorneys.

You can't afford to be too careful.

I get a percentage of their awards in the biggest civil cases.

You mean you pick up personal crud for squeeze

tactics or using on defendants or facing in court?

That's why dinosaurs disappeared, Hammer.

They didn't get it.

He gets the job done, Mr. Hammer.

Yeah, it picks up the trash.

No, I would think that there would be a quantity you'd admire.

I happen to have Dan Foreman on a yearly tender for a good deal of money.

Putting a bowtie on a penguin doesn't make him fed a stare.

I suggest you be extremely careful than initiating

anything that may hinder Foreman and his work.

Or costing me money.

I look when they phrase, they'll make a note.

But my friend is dead, and this guy Foreman just might know something.

I couldn't find Dan Foreman, who was number three on the list.

So I went back to my office to look over the damage.

Someone was rougher than they needed to be just to get ridges files.

Either he didn't like me very much, or maybe he didn't like anybody very much.

I hate it when they rearrange the furniture.

We need a better class of visitors.

The camera's a building no one heard it's going.

You two are mad.

I've got some more information on Dan Foreman.

What is this, uh, hyper-consolidated performance investigator?

It's a big corporation.

Rich corporation pays very well.

We should do that kind of work.

Hey, listen, Mike.

Look, all I ever wanted to be was a PI.

How about you split the list with me?

I can question some of the suspects.

Listen, Artie.

Look, I've got to do something to try to get ridges killer.

I understand how you feel, pal, but I've got to say no.

It's tough out there.

And you just don't have enough experience.

Yeah.

Hey, I'll tell you what you can do, though.

Help build it.

Okay, Hammer, get the bricks and we'll see your face now.

Okay, I'm in the middle of inventory.

Can't you see that?

Yeah.

Well, Dan Foreman was just found murdered.

Yeah, right, Barrington.

I killed Foreman.

I'll buy that.

And Santa Claus is a transvestite.

He was seen having drinks with Foreman at the bar.

A maid saw you in the hotel corridors, and Foreman left this note at the front desk.

I'll read it to you.

Please see that I'm not bothered for any reason by Mike Hammer.

What happens when you crack this case, Barrington?

You get a better view?

People are dying and I keep finding you in the middle.

That's because I'm not on the sidelines waiting for the answers to stroll up to me.

You drag me down here just to blow smoke at me.

You're not telling me anything I don't know, so I am out of here.

I hope you know a good bail, Barnsman, because

your next visit here won't be as friendly.

I'll make a note.

Hey, Mike, let me show you this trick my kid taught me last night.

It's great.

You're sick of hearing.

It's in here like that, and it just disappeared.

What do you think of that?

It's great, huh?

Yeah, terrific.

Now make bearing the disappearance.

I'll really be impressed.

Yeah, I heard the drums.

Hey, I might have something that's forming for you.

I may beat you to it.

I don't want to know about it.

You haven't seen me.

Yeah, I'm chambers.

I went into the woman's office.

Already on it.

We'll pick up the search warrant and form his secretary of Kyoko on the way.

She'll let us in.

For me, murder is the worst page in the book.

Because when a murderer steals, he could never give back again.

My lock pick wasn't state of the art, but it had one thing going for it.

It worked.

I figured I'd be long gone from Dan Foreman's office by the time Pat and

Barrington got there with the search warrant.

Oh.

So, how long you been in this country?

Ever since I was born.

Darling.

Are you okay?

Getting better.

Good.

What the hell are you doing here?

I heard there was a fire sale.

Is that right?

Well, if you got anything up there, I should have it.

I got a splitting headache, you want that?

Anything?

No.

I stuck my hand into some snake nest.

But who was the snake?

And where was it going to strike next?

Hello?

Oh, hi, Cheryl.

Yeah, I got him right here.

Yeah, they turned out pretty good.

Well, some of them are out of focus, though.

I think you like them.

Oh.

Well, listen, Cheryl, I'm only going to have a good shower, but I'll go to bed.

Why don't you call me at the office tomorrow?

Sure, we can have lunch at that new place if you'd like.

You too, Chef.

Bye.

I felt like Tuesday's corned beef sandwich, and this was Friday.

You look like we've both got a story to tell.

Mike, that meatloaf died in there two months ago.

What happened?

Don't be silly.

You can donate it to the military for germ warfare.

I wish I knew what our killer was.

I could donate it to him, right?

You want a throat?

You have to admit, whoever he is, he keeps busy.

Obviously, he didn't finally look at it for the first time around.

The question is, what was he looking for?

Something we obviously still have.

Well, maybe, maybe not.

Let's check with Lissing.

Yeah?

Mike, have you heard two P.I.'s name, Nick Summers?

Yeah.

Specialized and insurance fraud.

Specialized, fast-tense.

They're both found driving the car at the bottom of the East River.

Thanks.

I'll talk to you later.

Mike, my copy of the list is missing.

Ridges list.

With thicken summers on that list?

Yeah, right after foreman.

They were just found dead.

Dammit, you know something?

I've been leading the killer right to our victims.

Now, he can get ahead of us.

I know it.

Kim Warren.

She's the last name on that list.

I'm gonna go back to the convention, see if I can find her.

I want you to check and see where else she might be, okay?

I was beginning to think I was at a yo-yo tournament.

And I was one of the yo-yos.

Hey, Hammer, it's not by your office, but your secretary said you were here.

Nice try, Harry.

Look, my secretary's upstairs.

Some secretary.

Why don't you work for me?

Same appointment terms I was given, Dan Foreman.

You're only be 10 or against the 5% record.

The best of all settlements that you generate that break this, Harry.

I don't work for anyone.

I work with them.

I don't know if I like them.

Oh, Vilda, I forgot to tell you.

Harry McCamish was here.

You just missed it.

Forget trying the convention.

Kim Warren's secretary said she's playing racquetball

over at the Diamond Courts on Third Avenue.

I called over there and got this little snot on the phone.

I'm sorry the PA system is down and I don't deliver messages.

I was about to go over there myself.

I'll go.

When I saw who Kim Warren was, I was glad I came instead of Lilda.

This lady had all the right moves for racquetball.

She bounced all over the court.

What the hell is that?

I'm sure the insurance company will love to

know what a great game of racquetball you play.

With a broken back.

Who are you?

Hey, give me that.

I said, give me that.

You're good to have around in a fight.

But you got to know when to throw in the towel.

I usually go the distance.

You got all the right moves.

You could have been a contender.

The right man in my corner.

And now here on the Midday Report, we have Dr. Joyce Brothers with her

continuing series on attraction and closeness.

Thank you, Don.

When a man and woman need for the first time, how long does it take them to decide

that they're attracted to each other and they

want to see as much of each other as possible?

Psychologists have actually timed it with a

stopwatch and it takes exactly seven seconds.

And when their eyes meet, it is the first one who looks away, man or woman,

who from that point on has the dominant role in their relationship.

Those characteristics that most attracted you to a person in the first place are

those characteristics that later on in the

relationship you're going to find the most irritating.

That's because those are the characteristics of your mother.

We'll be ending our six o'clock news with the final installment of Dr.

Brothers series on attraction and closeness.

Dr. Brothers.

Thank you, John.

When a man and woman have a peak experience

of intimacy, they actually think differently.

He is involved in the present, comparing his

present experience with those in his past.

She is fantasizing about the future and how the relationship will develop.

Scientists have found that there is a special chemical

that is released in a man's brain after he makes last list.

I still can't figure out what that is.

I can't.

It's a list of the members of the Secret Admitting Committee.

We screen applicants' qualifications for admission to the PI Association.

Hmm.

This could be a connecting piece.

What do you say we kick it around over a nice dinner, huh?

Oh!

Nay-ny!

Kim was in the hospital.

She was lucky.

A few inches more and that sniper's bullet would have added her to the list.

Somebody knew that Regent stumbled on to

something, and they'd killed him to keep him quiet.

Well, the thought you might still be here.

Kim Warren's been shot.

Is she dead?

No, not quite.

But you can flip a coin over chances.

Look, Mike, if there's anything I can do, I mean anything at all.

Thanks, only not tonight.

Go home and get some sleep.

Oh, Mike.

Thanks for being straight with me on this.

Kim told me that all the private eyes on the

list were on the Secret Admissions Committee.

So I found the minutes of the last meeting and read their monthly committee report.

The first paragraph was a shocker.

Congratulations, Dummy.

You've just killed a duck.

I really wasn't in the mood to eat anything.

Like the steak in front of me, I felt charred on the edges and raw in the middle.

What's bugging you?

Kim's going to be all right.

All the pieces fit.

Some of them do, but not all the way.

Artie said that you told him that I was at Kim's apartment.

But you didn't know I was there.

Nobody did.

Only somebody that would have followed me would have known that.

And he had to find out if Kim was dead or not.

Looks that way, yeah.

Sure, don't you see?

The admitting committee turns down Artie's

application for admission to the PI Association.

Being PI is the only thing in the world that meant anything to him.

So, he flips out and starts killing all the admitting committee.

Yeah, it all makes sense.

Daring doesn't have it on their six o 'clock news.

Case closed, will you eat your steak?

I'm not hungry.

Well, neither am I.

Hey, Hammer, how the heck are you?

How are you?

Say well, the long time no see.

How's your question?

Answer.

Artie wasn't Artie Landon.

Who's Artie?

Buzz out, Buzzie.

Well, okay.

Artie don't exist.

He never did.

You sure that thing is dead?

See me cook more than that, get up and stampede.

Tell us about Artie.

Jenny, bring me a steak when I cook it a little bit, huh?

Pat, what about Artie?

Artie's ID started to check out OK, but it turned out to be a fake.

I ran his prints to the military records.

I gave him up with his real name, Artie Jackman.

Vietnam vet, like us, Mike.

Army, Demolition Expert.

In connection with any PIs on Ridges list?

I'm not at all.

This Artie was an investment concert.

Mostly worked for some company named Kyber Consolidated.

And why did he go around trying to kill all the PIs on Ridges list?

That's what we got to find out.

Jenny, the steak I am starving to death.

Sorry, gang.

I'm going to need about 48 hours in a sack.

See you later.

I'll take care of Pat, Mike.

I want another cup of coffee anyway.

Hey, thanks for looking up, huh?

I'm strong.

Well, here, go for it.

Oh, yeah.

So there was a connection between Jackman and one of the PIs on Ridges list.

Dan Forman.

Both Forman and Jackman were connected to Kyber Consolidated.

Pat would probably figure this out in the morning, but

I was determined to get to the bottom of it that night.

It looked like Jackman was getting ready to take a long trip.

When I looked into his files, I could see the reason why.

Yeah,

I got the stuff that Ridge Grunty dug up for Dan Forman.

I'll bring $50,000 in small bills to Ridge Grunty's office.

Be here by seven o'clock if you're not, the cops get it.

Ridge had just lost some of the old touch.

I guess getting old and getting scared waits for a lot of people.

But he wasn't a blackmailer.

It was Forman he was going to corner at the convention.

And that's why he needed me.

He knew something was wrong and he was trying to set it right.

Ridge was there for a lot of people in his life.

And now, finally, I could be there for him.

Alright, Hanra, what the hell is this charade, huh?

It means you've flushed a lot of people down the toilet, Harry.

And now it's your turn.

You and Artie?

Jackman, I should say.

With the trustees of Kyber Consolidated's Corporate

Pension Fund and you were stealing from him.

Ridge and Forman were the only real suspects.

Killing the others was just a cover.

Yeah, it was Jackman's idea.

Brilliant, actually.

Up to a point, that is.

Now, getting a fake ID, counting old Ridge Grunty and the hiring him.

So he could find whatever incriminating evidence

Ridge had about your dealings with Kyber Consolidated.

Yeah, but we didn't find anything at Ridge's

office, so we'd kill both Forman and Ridge.

And Jackman figured why not cover it up by

killing all the other admitting committee members.

As if this Artie landing character had gone off the

deep end because the board had rejected his application.

Then all of a sudden, Artie drops out of sight, skips the country.

Now, I'm curious.

How much are you going to pay him?

Happen, maybe.

He jumped out of it.

Of course, he was never going to be alive to spend it, huh?

Oh, Mike.

Thanks for taking care of that for me, huh?

And now it's time that I take care of you.

Gentlemen, objection, counselor.

I've had a 45-level on you under this desk ever since you walked through that door.

I don't buy it.

You don't have to.

I'll give you a freebie.

Okay, boys.

Let's give those guns some wings.

This is for a friend.

Okay,

William is right.

You got the right to remain silent.

Evidence against McCambridge.

What the hell happened to these suspects?

They fell down.

What, 30 or 40 times a piece?

That's the rest.

The rest?

It was sheer music.

Mike!

The boardwalk would still be there.

So would the ocean.

It might be good for Edna to see that.

It shouldn't take long for us to get there.

But I'll look and use a break.

So could I.

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