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Hmm, that's a love fucking room.

How would you like to go from in my galaxy?

Thanks me, Norbert.

I don't have a horse.

Neither do I.

Well,

I don't want to go, but... Oh, come on.

Step into my... Yeah!

We are back.

It seems to New York.

But until this Wild West show, the closest

I'd ever come to ponies was betting distance.

How would you like to go from the moonlight galaxy?

Thanks, Peter, but I don't have a horse.

I'd love for you to do mine.

Mine!

Into every man's life, an old flames flicker.

A long time ago, Laura Kemble had flicker'd into mine and become part of it.

I still had a warm feeling for her.

You never changed, do you?

Oh, I'm a lot tougher now.

Oh, impossible.

Listen, I keep reading about you in the sports section.

You're a big time promoter, huh?

No bad for a widow, lady.

I just run the show by the numbers.

Yeah?

Sex is promoter in town.

You've got it.

So what can I do for you?

Hold me.

Tell me we're loving them desperately and passionately

and take care of a little security problem I've got.

Who do you want to love them?

Two Kai with two Sue, one Apache and a couple of Creeks.

Oh, yeah, I'm not General Kester.

Don't you remember our last dance?

Those Indians are the stars in my rodeo.

What's the problem?

There's been some death threats, Mike.

Somebody's been painting medicine signs.

I've got some very nervous people.

And we open tomorrow night.

Did you call the police?

I did.

They're here.

I have security men too.

You're my rock.

I trust you absolutely.

Just take care of my people, just until we open tomorrow night.

I'd rather take care of you.

Thank you.

Very good.

That's my big star.

Come on.

I'm going to do this.

Thank you.

I'm going to do this.

She turned up in the most unusual places.

Mike.

How are you?

Mike.

Pete.

And this mount is working today.

Well, I thank you.

I would like you to meet my camera.

My camera.

Peter Skyhorse.

See where the nurse made, huh?

Peter.

Just kidding.

Look at that.

Is this the threat?

No, that's superstition.

The Indian side.

A real bad joke.

I think it's about as authentic Indian as the happy face.

What if it isn't a joke?

Well, you can be trying to hustle yourself some business now, would you?

I'm trying to do a favor for Laura Sky Chief.

Maybe for you too.

Hey, I'm sorry.

You know, to tell you the truth, I'm a little nervous myself.

Somebody crazy out there.

It could be anybody.

My camera?

I'll take all the help I can get.

I'll give you whatever I can.

Thank you.

Come on, back to work.

This

guy looked like he was all dressed up for Indian Halloween.

And he had vanished just as quickly as it goes.

Laura had been hurt bad.

Peter Skyhorse wasn't as lucky.

Peter?

Don't talk.

He was always joking.

It was hard to believe that just a few minutes

before we were all smiling and laughing.

It wasn't funny anymore.

What kind of a person with pain strain signed is a prelude to killing people?

I didn't have the answer, but I knew I was going to find out.

What makes you so sure that Keller was an Indian?

The threats that were made, the style in which they

were carried out, and this that I have to show you.

This is known as a medicine death sign.

What was the motive?

Well, obviously it was Indian against Indian, but whoever it was, we're not

going to allow this kind of terrorism to run rampant in the streets of New York.

Well, do you have enough of some kind of a diamond or is this just your own opinion?

Excuse me, Mr. Hammer, there is a press conference in progress.

Hammer, hey, where?

Oh, really?

Where?

Hey, weren't you there during the shooting?

No comment.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, you all know my record concerning minority groups.

These people have helped that.

It's Nathan.

I stand by here, not now.

I also feel that the public has a right to know... Hey, come on.

So, there's a great deal of steel jacket.

Those bullets are used by hunters.

Right.

Now, that before doesn't come back, I'll let you know.

Okay.

You also are aware of my record regarding the press.

I'm not going to let him go back and start kissing babies.

Exactly what the facts are.

Now, ladies and gentlemen... Excuse me, Mr. Hammer, it just happened to be there.

He had nothing to do with this investigation whatsoever.

You gotta stay settled down.

I have a statement to make.

As a matter of fact, I've got a statement to make.

After Peter Skyhorse was shot and killed, I can understand

why District Attorney Barrington is personally concerned.

And why is that?

Because somebody out there is killing clowns.

Gentlemen, excuse me.

I have a prepared statement.

I wish to stay that I have a statement to make.

Well, well, I must do you for many minutes to keep going.

All right.

Peter, what did you say?

Come on.

You were there, you were right there, right?

Just a minute break.

Why don't you and I go someplace we can talk.

Yeah, sure.

If I'm not there in 20 minutes, you'll start without...

Hey, you got an obligation to answer our question.

You got an obligation to get out of my way, pal.

Excuse me, I'm just trying to do my job.

What kind of reporter are you?

Who, reporter?

Sergeant, way better.

Can't owe a reservation, please.

I want to know how you tied into Peter Skyhorse killing.

Tied in?

I was in the targets of Sergeant.

Oh, yeah?

Is he going to look at who shot Pete?

All I know is he was big.

He was fast.

He had Indian graffiti all over his face.

His name is Tom Stoneman.

He's wanted back home.

He killed two men on the reservation.

I came here to get him in any big city bird dog he might have hired.

Listen.

Somebody who was very close to me was shot right alongside Peter Skyhorse.

I want the guy who shot her.

I've been chasing Tom Stoneman for 3,000 miles.

He's mine.

You've got no jurisdiction here, six-gun.

New York is fine territory.

You want him, you fill me in.

Oh, yeah, sure.

I trust you, but that must be most obvious.

Well, that's too bad, Tom, though, because you've got no place else to go.

You want Stoneman, you're gonna have to wait your turn.

After I'm through with him, you can pick up the pieces.

More my camera in a moment, here on A&E.

A&E.

I needed more information from Wade Bennett.

Something inside me was saying, why trust a man who didn't trust me?

He must have thought of that, too, because he brought his own character references.

We're kicking the helmet.

Yes, and we're thrilled to death about it.

Well, I wouldn't want to offend you.

Velvet.

Wade Bennett.

Wade.

Away.

I'm here with a mystery guest.

I'm David Runnowolf.

I remember the tribal council, the Kennewa Bands.

This is our legal advisor, Mr. Barry.

Joe Barry.

And we'd like to find a way that we can all cooperate on this thing.

I bet Dave 10 bucks we could find a way.

A high roller, huh?

What can you tell me about this guy, Tom Stoneman?

He's a killer.

It's crazy.

We believe he came to New York to kill four people.

Pete was the first one.

He's been trouble all his life.

Sergeant Bennett means that Tom Stoneman had a deprived and troubled life.

So did Abraham Lincoln?

What does that mean?

This guy did the shooting.

He did it.

I told you that.

What's the motive?

One victim is dead, three are left.

Money.

That's no surprise.

How much?

$140 million.

That's a surprise.

The Kennewa Council negotiated the sale of reservation oil rights.

Dave gets credit for handling, must have it.

You gave me a lot of strong backing and advice, Joe.

Alright fellas, let's forget the award ceremony.

What's the motive?

Tom was raising cattle on a big piece of tribal land.

And he figured he should get a lot of the oil money.

Just but everyone disagreed.

He got voted down, he got mad, and he got tossed out on his butt.

Who tossed him out?

Peter Skyhorse and five others.

He started asking questions about the deal.

Tom got in the middle of it.

He really got a man.

Yeah, he killed two of them back home.

That means that three people are left.

Paul and Janet walking elk and Matt Sanderson.

Yeah, they're here in New York working construction.

The East Bridge.

Hi, I am.

What are you planning on doing?

I'm leaving.

Just a minute, Hammer.

If we're paying you, I expect to be fully informed, receive regular reports.

We're getting paid.

Look, I don't work for you and I don't work with him.

So Peter Skyhorse, the rodeo clown, was apparently shot

because of oil rights by an Indian named Tom Stone.

I learned that the high iron workers were mostly Indians from the north.

They would come here, practically barehanded, built a lot of New York City.

The name is Mike Hammer, a private investigator.

They're the guys who beat Skyhorse when he got it.

Right.

I'm Matt Sanderson.

Buddy, I'd like to know just what went down.

You and me both.

All of them.

Let him go.

These guys got shot.

So did a very close friend of mine.

I'm working on the case.

I'm Anna Sanderson, and we'd very much like to know what you found out.

So far, a guy named Tom Stoneman may have shot and killed three people.

He could be after three more.

I'm Janet walking out.

This is my husband, Paul.

We had some trouble with Tom.

We threw his butt out of a meeting and I'd do it again.

I'm Stoneman, that doesn't scare me.

Maybe you can help me find him.

Why?

The police are on the case.

Maybe there are 8 million people in New York.

25,000 of them are cops.

They're spread very thin.

For them, this could be just another tough routine.

It's not for me.

Trouble is, Mr. Hammer, we don't know you.

Wait, you know this man?

Yeah, I just met him.

Right after Pete's killing.

You make up your own minds whether to trust them or not.

Oh, thanks.

You're a big help.

Look, let's go through the smoke.

This guy, Stoneman, is doing the killing.

Three of you people could be in big trouble.

Look, I don't care if you like me.

I'm just asking you to trust me so I can get to this guy, Stoneman, towards the lane.

Jan?

I don't need some New York hustler to guard my tail.

Alright, let's get back to work.

Listen, I don't care about your tail.

I just want to find the guy who shot my friend Laura.

Look, Miss, I need you to go over.

Hey, what is this?

Say bye, bye, baby.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Oh.

I'm glad I'm not you.

I think that's enough.

Why?

They're not even dented.

Let's go somewhere and talk.

Hang

out with the fire and drive from the light and easy.

It was a little bit of west in the east, and the only

thing missing from this joint was hop-along casting.

You wanted to come here to talk?

You get used to it.

It's a lot like home.

Howdy, cowboy.

Where'd you get that hat?

Hanging in my club.

Does it room for one more?

Yeah, I'll make a reservation.

What do you say, Mike?

Hey, Pat.

Well, this said you wanted to talk to me.

Now this is an interesting place.

Yeah, do you like horse flies?

What do they drink?

You're a barnyard punch.

They'll knock it unless you've tried it.

Pat, this is Wade Bennett.

Oh, yeah, you're from the Kenawara Reservation.

Pat Chambers, I'm gonna say it.

Sit down.

So, where'd you come up with?

Alan Stolman, there's an APB on it.

You'll learn the FBI.

I have arranged security for Sanderson and the... Oh, and Janet, walking out.

Oh, yeah.

Sorry.

I had trouble with the name last week.

Oh, we or Ting, we Miata.

Oh, yeah, the sushi killer.

Listen, what kind of security on Stolman?

And a couple of my men in some private guards.

Problem is, we have to have someone check out the place.

Well, Alan, it's my territory.

Stolman's mind case.

You tried tracking him?

Where to New York?

Now.

Back home of youth dogs.

Not here.

And this town of the noses don't burn out in two blocks.

They're stolen in three.

You sure make this town a bit tougher?

Hey, it is.

Look, if I was running this case, I'd be hot after.

I must sit here talking.

Listen, pal, you were hot after him on the reservation.

He killed two people.

Get your hands off.

Oh, you can be friendly or mad?

I told you, I'm not interested.

Oh, I'm sure I can change your mind about that.

No, I don't think so.

No, she's a bit sappy.

And do I like that?

Come on.

It's going on with you.

Look, come on.

Hey, come on.

Oh, my God.

If I cut in, partner, I'll move it out, pilgrim.

Hit the wind, buffalo, breath.

Oh, what are you doing?

Oh, good.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Sorry, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Nice place you brought me to.

Oh, my God.

Hey, how are you?

Take this one.

Rack him up.

Ben, he's here if I just dance with him.

Not near as much fun.

What do you mean?

It was great.

Listen, we're going to set up a security system.

Let's get on with it.

It's too bad you have to miss our dares.

We'll try again.

Thought you never asked?

What you said worried me?

Oh, my father.

What about you?

I've never met Tom Stone.

I was here working in New York when the whole case blew up back home.

Don't tell me you work high iron.

No.

No, I'm an attorney.

I am working on the oilie steel.

I'm an attorney, huh?

I don't usually dance with attorneys.

I guess I'm an attorney.

You are.

You really worried me about the story.

I meant to.

I thought I could persuade you.

To persuade my father to cooperate.

You got it.

I don't understand why.

Well, a very close friend of mine was shot, almost killed.

She may not make it.

You think like an Indian.

I take out as a compliment.

It is.

You can get your father to agree?

He already has.

We lawyers practice negotiating whenever we get the chance.

Like with me.

That's right.

That is a deal.

Be it.

Can I buy?

Well.

We don't hold with firewire penalties.

Not until the first day.

As

cooperation, I felt you could help me.

Besides, she was kind of nice to have around.

I decided to pay a visit to Anna's father, Matt Sanderson.

I thought I'd see the walking elves, too, since they all live in the same teepee.

Everything okay?

Yes, sir.

It's fine.

Do you like pear?

Sure do.

When and other?

I love one, but I've got a weak heart.

Nice pair of poodles.

Not.

Not.

Not.

Not.

Hi.

My camera.

Sanderson's home?

Just Miss Anderson.

What about Paul and Janet walking up?

They went out.

I'm watching both doors.

Amen.

Whoever this killer was, I knew one thing.

He wasn't going to let a couple of security

guards stand in the way of getting what he wanted.

So just to be safe, I thought I'd better locate that noise and check out the roof.

They dropped a rope right down to Matt Sanderson's apartment.

Anna was out.

So was the security guard.

Here I was, back on the fire escape.

Chasing graffiti plus.

I knew I should take Stoneman alive, even though part of me didn't want to.

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One Kennewa Indian was trying to kill three others,

and along the way he'd wounded a friend of mine.

At the moment, I wasn't feeling so terrific myself.

Feeling as dumb as you look, hammer?

Dad, Mike probably saved your life.

Maybe.

But I don't need a nurse made.

The only reason I agreed to the whole idea, hammer, was because of Anna.

Then I get to get to work.

See you later, honey.

Don't mind him.

Now your dad's got a point.

So do I.

You probably did save his life.

You nearly caught Stoneman and you almost got killed in the process.

Maybe.

But in my business, I don't get medals for good tries.

I think you deserve more.

I was for gratitude.

How about one for luck?

I wouldn't want to take advantage of your weakened condition.

I'm getting stronger by the man.

Another time.

I was glad to see that Laura was recovering.

I let her know that I was still on the war path.

Hey, Pat, what do you got?

Can you hit a curveball?

I don't know, try me.

Just got a wire from Sandy Springs.

What?

It's a town near the Kennewar Reservation.

They found Tom Stoneman.

Where?

Back there?

Back there and dead.

Been cold at least two weeks.

Better keep this under your hat.

That means somebody's pretending to be Stoneman, making crazy Indian signs,

putting on war paint and killing people.

So instead of one suspect, we get how many?

I don't know.

At least ten little Indians.

Let's see it.

Lawyers love to have meetings.

Joe Barry, the lawyer for the Indians, was no exception.

Always room for one more.

Thanks.

Going in?

Well, I...

Yes?

Mr. Barry, Mr. Happ.

Fine.

Send him in.

Hi, Mike.

You want a drink?

No, thanks.

I heard about that fight you had.

Kind of like going ten rounds with two NFL linebackers, huh?

Yeah, I got sacked.

You follow football?

Well, only is a religion.

I've even invested better, too.

On the wrong side, mostly.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

You know, speaking of betting, either the killer was taking a big gamble

or he knew that the guard wasn't on the roof.

How do you know that?

Somebody could have told him.

Now, I know it wasn't me.

It could have been the cops, or it could have been anybody in this room.

That's insulting him.

So is murder, pal.

You suspect any of us, I'd like hear the reason.

You told me that Stoneman was ticked off because he couldn't get any oil money.

That's right, Mike.

Any other member of the tribe have any motive?

Absolutely not.

I trust them and they trust me.

Dave, actually they trust Paul and Janet and Matt Sanderson.

They're working on the details of the deal.

And Sanderson's helping me on it.

Uh-huh.

That still doesn't tell me who was working with the killer.

You've got a big yat hammer.

It's not surprising it's hit a lot.

Yeah, last time it was by some overstuffed renegade.

You know, put some more paint on you.

You might look familiar, pal.

You can't accuse me.

You can't accuse any of us.

Oh, yeah?

That's funny.

I just did.

The enemy was still unknown.

But my friendship with Anna was getting... friendlier.

Sorry, I should have warned you about that.

I was only looking for a robe.

Well, that's all right.

The made will clean up all this stuff.

You're the maid?

Yeah, you're looking at it.

Don't stop.

I love being stripped by a sex-crazed woman.

What blew up between you and Wade?

Later.

No.

First.

All right.

The killer comes riding out of the West and he knows exactly where to go in New York.

He knows how to get past the guards.

So I figured somebody must have helped him.

You didn't accuse Wade.

No, he was beginning to rub in the wrong way.

Well, then you did accuse him.

You told me you trusted him.

Anna, I don't trust anybody.

You got a problem, Hammer.

But I think you're in luck.

Get dressed.

What for?

A pow wow.

I asked myself, what do you wear to a pow wow?

I bet you know how to push all the right buttons.

Unfortunately, I'm all out of quarters.

How's Laura doing?

Oh, she's doing a lot better, Pat.

She's still a little weak.

Anna, I don't want to talk.

Don't press a power up out your right out the door.

You want to try?

Hey, hey.

I'll send a treaty about a hundred years ago.

Don't talk to me about a treaty about mine.

Wade, you promised to listen.

Both of you.

Come on, sit down.

Anna,

do you need a hand?

I need a club.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Right?

I'm in charge of settling this ridiculous argument.

Never openers.

Both of you are wrong.

Consider that one proven.

No, look.

There's a killer in this city.

Both of you want him, right?

You're going to have to work together.

No, wait a minute.

No, wait a minute.

I am not... This round is on me.

So why don't you drink through... Well, you don't have to call in love.

Just enough cooperation to nail the killer.

We have a saying, but when we drink through our enemy, we drink through his blood.

Oh, yeah?

It might taste better with a beer.

Excuse me.

Could I?

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no no.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no.

Hey!

How about enough?

These slobs smell like a brewery.

Peace.

All right.

All right, here you go.

Well... what should we drink?

Cleveland.

New York.

Jets.

Yeah.

Not since they longed Richard Todd.

What should we drink in?

Later.

It was a couple of hours past later.

You are beautiful when you snore.

I've had years of practice.

We had a big rush.

Well, I don't want to go, but if we're going to get

everybody together for the conference... Well, come on.

Step in the mile.

I can.

First you come over to the apartment for a big dog.

We finally got in all the papers on the tribe's oil deal.

We should have it buttoned up in a couple of weeks.

Then you'll be rolling in one for me.

Yeah.

We'll see about that.

Later.

Ivana had asked for it.

I was ready to give Manhattan back to the Indians.

And throw in the Bronx.

And Staten Island too.

How can I talk to you?

Yeah.

This is all wrong.

Human beings were meant to walk on concrete.

Read that stink.

Look up and see buildings, not sky.

Well, after a while you gave you a soon back to learn to like it.

You walked open land.

I figured you'd understand.

But why this is so important to us, this oil money deal.

140 million bucks?

That's pretty easy to understand.

Trade off the manager?

Yeah, we get the money in jobs, education, medicine,

all the white men's good things, but lose the land.

Is that why you and your friends are trying to slow things down?

Look, this guy's stolen.

He's killed three of your people.

And he's wounded one of mine.

That just doesn't make any sense.

That's right.

There's more.

What is it?

We don't think the deal's clean.

What do you mean?

We're selling our rights to a foreign company.

For a year now, they've been taking it easy.

All of a sudden, they're in a hurry.

Push it.

Sign the papers.

Make a deal.

Sanderson, Anna, myself, a couple of us.

We'd like the time to check things over the place.

Do you think Stoneman's getting paid to kill people?

No, Nick Stoneman's got the brains to follow us in New York City.

Somebody's pointing him, painting him, using him to kill.

It raises a lot of questions.

Look at that.

I just hate to see a good sucker go to waste.

Did you think why?

Yes, sir.

I thought it was strange that there was no security guard

upstairs to protect Anna and her father and the walking-outs.

For my camera in a moment, here on A&E.

8,000 steps a day, a corn can-Mystery Theater here on A&E.

Where is this burial ground?

Make the next right.

You okay, Mike?

Yeah, I'm feeling better, thanks.

You write about the money.

The oil is, huh?

Anna must have smelled the rat when she was going over the final papers.

It wasn't a hundred and forty million.

It was a hundred and seventy million.

Thirty million dollar kickback.

We're killing half a dozen people, huh?

Anyone from the Kennewatt Travel Console could have made the end of the table deal.

Dave Running Wolf, Joseph Barry, Wade.

Matt Sanderson.

Anna was his daughter.

Yeah, I know.

I'm just rounding out the list.

Even though it was New Jersey, Matt Sanderson

wanted Anna to have a traditional Indian burial.

Complete with horses, droughts, and tribal chains.

Anna had touched my life.

A lot of other peoples, too, judging from the crowd at the funeral.

But there was still one guest yet to arrive.

The Ethan Show?

He asked to.

He hasn't finished his killing yet.

That's really terrible.

So what do you do now?

Nail him.

Let's stone him.

Throw out.

You know, I used to say to myself, how did you get so lucky, man?

Rushneck?

Never did know anything but construction.

Matt and his mother out west, that's what's lucky.

Until she died.

But, my head on, you were lucky, man.

Shoes.

Special.

Lawyer.

All kinds of smarts.

Diverse, does it make now?

Anna made a big difference, Matt.

If I could kill Tom Stoneman by slow inches, I'd die happy.

Wasn't stolen, Matt.

He was killed two weeks ago.

Then who?

Anna was about to find something.

Your people got 140 million dollars, it's a lot of money, but it's not all of it.

Somebody who has 30 million dollars for himself

and killed anybody who knew something about it.

He killed four people.

Killed, Anna?

A month.

I couldn't

help but notice that the only person missing was the lawyer.

Get down!

Oh!

Oh, brother.

Just a guy.

Hold on.

What do I do?

Oh, hold on.

Is that it?

Get it up.

Oh!

It's about time.

What took you guys so long?

And,

are you tell me?

Is this guy Tom Stoneman or Joe Berry?

It's Joe Berry.

I already pretend to be Stoneman.

Stoneman threatened to kill the council members and who gave this guy the perfect

way to get rid of them in various kickbacks.

He's all yours.

The power of greed gets people into a lot of trouble.

But I'm lucky.

I don't have to worry about it all the time.

I've got memories of people like Anna and old

friends like Laura Kemble and the Brooklyn Bridge.

What are they nuts?

Would you trust Bob Vila in your million dollar mansion?

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