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Oh.

This is Philips in 107.

Why wasn't an IV brought in this morning?

Oh, you forgot?

The girl has been here in a coma for a year.

Every morning for a year she's been given an IV,

and you simply forgot?

Well, we all have lots of duties.

This is a hospital,

and you'd better learn to follow orders, honey-lamb,

or you'll find yourself on permanent bedpan detail.

Where's...?

- Where's my mother? - Oh, Jenny, Jenny, it's all right.

But what hap...?

J-Just lie still, don't move.

You're fine.

Everything's going to be just fine.

She's come to... Jenny Cole.

You're kidding.

No, Dr. Hanson, come on, she's awake.

This is Lane.

Now, listen, the girl's awake.

Just now.

No, you can't predict these things.

One day she's in a coma, the next she's not.

I don't know if she talked to anyone.

Look, you wanted me to keep you posted, I'm posting you.

She's awake.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Peggy, now, you keep tidying up,

I'm not going to be able to find anything.

Sorry, I keep forgetting.

From now on I'll go all out to be sloppy.

That certainly would help.

Oh, about your car,

Watson's Garage called and they filled up the bullet holes,

but they won't be through painting until the weekend.

Also, the...

Mr. Mannix's office.

Oh, good morning.

She has?

Oh, I'm so happy for you.

I-I don't know what to say.

Yes, he is.

Just a moment, please.

Joe, it's Mrs. Cole.

It's about Jenny.

What about Jenny?

She's awake, Joe.

Martha.

Yeah, Peggy just told me.

Oh, that's fantastic.

Hey, hey, hey, come on now, Martha,

you can't afford to go to pieces...

Not now, not when Jenny's gonna need you the most.

I know it's hard to believe, but I told you she'd be all right.

She's just like her old man used to be... a real fighter.

Are you kidding?

Of course not.

I wouldn't miss that for the world.

I'll pick you up in ten minutes, okay?

Right.

Incredible.

Suddenly everything seems normal.

Jenny, I'm Dr. Hanson.

I've been taking care of you right from the start.

You've been receiving regular therapy every day,

so you should be up and walking around again in no time.

From the start?

I mean, how long have I been here?

Quite a while.

You were in an accident.

An accident?

Nearly a year ago.

No, no, no damage there.

Try not to think about it for a while.

It'll probably all come back in good time.

A year.

Doctor, could I have a mirror?

It looks different.

Could be.

I'm a great nurse but not such a hot hairdresser.

- Mom. - Jenny.

Mom.

Oh, Jenny.

Oh, my baby.

I didn't believe them when they called me.

I wanted to.

You have no idea how much I wanted to.

Baby, it's what I've prayed for.

Now... now you're here

and you're looking at me and you're talking to me.

Oh, Mom, I'm so happy.

Joe.

Welcome back, Jenny.

It's good to have you with us again.

Thank you.

Baby, you have no idea how often Joe came to see you

since you've been here.

And I never knew.

You know what it's like?

It's like being born again, a whole new beginning.

Yeah, not bad timing either.

I mean, next week's your birthday.

We're going to do something really special.

Yes.

Oh, Doctor,

we can plan on that, can't we?

She, she can be with us at home?

Well, we'll see how the therapy goes, but I'd say yes.

The main thing right now is that old standby... plenty of rest...

Uh, which reminds me...

Uh, you've made your point, Doc.

Martha.

Now, you do just as Dr. Hanson says and I'll be close by.

I love you.

Oh, that goes for me, too, Mom.

- Bye-bye. - Bye.

Bye.

Jenny, I can imagine you're pretty uncertain at this point,

but we're going to take care of that.

You'll make it in a breeze.

It's really strange, isn't it?

Here you say that you've known me for nearly a year,

and I've known you for less than a day.

Joe, you've been a good friend.

Don would have appreciated it.

Martha, I think you can use a drink.

At this hour?

I can't think of a better one.

Well, now that you mention it, neither can I.

♪♪

Jenny!

Jenny, Jenny, it's all right, it's all right.

It's me, Dr. Hanson.

Get the police.

Shh...

That slug would drop a moose from 200 yards.

A real pro.

The average felon doesn't walk around

packing that kind of hardware.

We moved Jenny to an upstairs room.

How is she?

Terrified. What else?

She wakes up after a year and somebody tries to kill her?

We're going to have to ask her some questions, Doctor.

It'll have to wait, Lieutenant.

She's been through enough for one night.

Doc, we can't afford to waste any time.

Whoever tried this is liable to try it again.

At any time.

Okay, you can see her, but I doubt if it'll do you any good.

Why not?

I've just given her a sedative.

Jenny...

this is Lieutenant Malcolm.

He'd like to ask you a few questions if you can manage.

It's really very important.

I'll try.

Jenny, did you see anything at all,

a glimpse of someone through the window maybe?

Well, I-I think there was someone in my room.

I-I sat up in bed and then there was the shot.

Did you see who was in your room?

Lieutenant, that was me.

I, uh, stopped in to see how she was.

Joe.

What does this mean?

Why would anyone want to kill me?

Well, we're not sure yet, Jenny,

but we think it might have something to do

with what brought you here in the first place.

The accident?

Hmm.

Now, try and remember everything you can about that day.

Jenny.

Jenny, can you hear me?

Mr. Mannix.

Yeah, I'm listening, Joe.

Now, about a year ago you were struck by a hit-and-run driver.

Couple hours later the driver...

A man named Phil Kraike... Turned himself in.

How could the accident have anything to do with tonight?

We're just trying to fit all the pieces together, Doctor.

It may be that Jenny will remember something.

Maybe something that happened just before the accident.

Jenny, did you see anything?

And that will be all for tonight, gentlemen.

Jenny.

Absolutely not, no more.

In the morning, Doc,

if you can maybe guide her back to that time...

Guide her, maybe.

Prod her, no.

That really could be damaging in the long run.

Well, maybe you ought to keep something else in mind, Doc...

What's best for the patient in the short run, too.

Art, the guy who ran Jenny down... Phil Kraike...

Do you remember the company he worked for?

Everett Investments.

Which is where?

Oh, Concord and Tenth.

But he's clean on our books, Joe.

He paid his fine, he's off parole.

What do you want with Kraike?

Well, if Jenny saw something, it's just possible he did, too.

No, it all happened so fast, I-I didn't see anything.

This girl suddenly appeared in front of me,

and I heard that awful sound of her...

body against the fender.

It was like...

I don't know, I guess nobody will ever know what it's like

unless it happened to them.

There she was, lying in the street, and...

I just kept on driving.

I guess I panicked.

Hope you understand that.

When I got home, I... came to my senses finally.

I went to the police and I told them.

Mr. Kraike...

are you sure you didn't see anything unusual

just before the accident?

Unusual?

A distraction of some kind, uh,

something that might have drawn your attention or hers?

No, nothing like that.

I remember the light... she was crossing against it, you know.

Not that that makes me feel any better.

I understand.

That poor girl...

All that she's gone through, now somebody trying to kill her.

You don't know how that's haunted me, Mr. Mannix,

having to live with that thought every day for the past year.

Of course, my insurance has paid

all the medical expenses and bills.

Every month a check goes to the sanitarium.

I... guess that's helped a little.

You have nothing to feel guilty about, Mr. Kraike.

You've done everything possible,

but if something should occur to you, I'd appreciate a call.

Oh, you know I'll call.

Believe me, I do want to help.

I'm sure.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

He's going to be trouble.

Not for long.

Yeah, not for long.

That's good... Stay on it and keep digging.

Not a bad hunch you had, Joe.

The name Al Stanik mean anything to you?

Stanik?

Don't tell me we're dealing with the syndicate.

You remember last year

when somebody knocked off Eddie Stanik... AI's son?

Yeah, what's that got to do with Jenny Cole?

It happened on the same morning as Jenny's accident.

- Nearby? - In Eddie's office,

which just happens to overlook that corner.

And that case is still open, right?

Old Man Stanik figured

it was somebody in the DeMorro organization,

and a lot of heads rolled for a while on both sides.

We were never able to tie DeMorro to it

and neither was Stanik.

Yeah, it's a beginning anyway.

Thanks, Art, I'll get back to you, huh?

Yeah?

Mannix.

Mr. Mannix.

Tom Hatch.

It's nothing personal, but do you carry a gun?

Come in, please.

All right, explain.

This girl that somebody's trying to kill...

What's it got to do with who killed my boy?

She had an accident close to where it happened.

There's an outside chance that she may have seen something

that could be in some way connected to your son's death.

She saw Lou DeMorro there.

She hasn't remembered anything yet.

If she does remember something, it'd be DeMorro.

He killed my boy...

and if he didn't do it himself, he had it done.

He's behind it, all right.

You haven't been able to prove that, Mr. Stanik.

Neither have the police.

The police?

Don't make me laugh.

It had to be DeMorro.

Been trying to push me out for years.

I always stopped him, trumped him.

Killing my boy was his way of getting even.

Al, please, now, don't get yourself worked up.

It's not worth it.

Not, not worth it?

My son is not worth it?

The only thing in the world I...

I didn't mean that, Al.

I was thinking about you.

Something you ought to know, Mannix.

There's $250,000 for the man

who give me the right piece of information

on who killed Eddie.

I've already got a client, Mr. Stanik.

I'm only interested in anything that might help save her life.

You really think she saw something she might remember?

Somebody else seems to think so.

Maybe it's the man who killed your son.

Hey, Tom, you work with Mannix.

Give him anything he wants, anything.

Mr. Stanik...

let's get one thing straight.

If I turn up your son's killer, the police get him.

It's the only way I'm going to help you.

I want your word on that.

They tell me your word has always been good.

You got it.

You got it.

You see how it is?

I try and fill the gap, but it isn't possible.

It's not the same.

The day it happened...

the old man called me from Eddie's office.

I was across town playing cards.

When I got there, he was sitting on the floor,

holding Eddie in his arms, and crying like a baby.

Eddie was a good kid.

More than that, he was a friend of mine,

so this means something to me, too.

If there's anything I can do to help...

I'll let you know.

Not yet.

- That's it. - Okay.

That's it, good.

It feels funny.

Yeah, wait till next week.

Good.

Hey, Joe!

Watch!

Oh, aah.

- Hi, Doc. - Mr. Mannix.

- How you feeling? - Oh, I'm feeling fine.

- As to how I'm doing, though... - Oh, come on, I saw.

You're doing great.

Now, if we can just get your memory moving, too.

I'm afraid we haven't had a chance

to go into that, Mr. Mannix.

You mean about the accident?

Has anything come back to you, Jenny, anything at all?

No, I'm sorry, Joe, it's all just still a blur.

Now, do you suppose if we took you back to that corner,

went through the whole thing, that it might help your memory?

Frank.

Yeah.

You can take Miss Cole back to her room now.

Okay, Jenny, here we go.

Thank you.

I'll be up in a few minutes, Jenny.

Okay.

Bye, Joe.

I'll talk to you later.

Yeah.

Mr. Mannix, it's out of the question.

I thought I made the situation clear to you.

That goes two ways, Doc.

Somebody is trying to kill Jenny.

And you want to take her out on the street

where they can try again.

Lieutenant Malcolm will see that she gets police protection.

Are you trying to tell me that there won't be any risk,

none whatsoever?

Oh, no, no, there'll be a risk.

There'll be a risk wherever she is until we get an answer.

Now, look, Doc, you can't just put her

in an ivory tower forever,

'cause the longer you do, the longer she stays a target,

and the less her chances are of staying alive.

Look, I know it's not an easy decision for either of us.

Why don't you work on it?

When you think she's ready, give me a call, huh?

♪♪

Detectives Stack and Heverly will be with you

at all times, Jenny.

The others all know their places, Joe.

Remember, two men on each side of the street.

Now go on.

♪♪

- Hi. - I called about a room.

- Uh, Mr., uh... - Brown, Mr. Brown.

Oh, oh, yes, yes, yes, yes, here.

Yeah.

Do you have anything facing the street?

Uh, facing the street?

Let's see.

Uh, no, I'm afraid not.

How about something on the top floor?

Top floor... well, we might see something here.

Oh, yes, here, room 611... To the rear of the building.

I've alerted all the building managers

and we're patched into the main switchboard.

Here I am, Mr. Mannix.

Thanks for coming.

Can't say this is the easiest thing I've ever had to do.

Well, we appreciate it.

Hello, Miss Cole.

Hello.

Jenny, this is Mr. Kraike.

Oh.

We asked him to come down and help.

I, uh, want to say how sorry I am

for everything that's happened.

It's all right, Mr. Kraike.

Well, what do you want to do?

I'd like you to get into your car, drive around the block.

When you see us start to cross the street, drive up slow.

Try and simulate exactly what happened last year.

It might help you remember something.

I'll do my best.

♪♪

Now, wait a minute.

Excuse me, the young lady in the wheelchair

had an accident on this corner about a year ago... hit by a car.

Yeah, yeah, I remember.

There was this screech of brakes.

I was bending over at the time, stacking some magazines.

I looked up and there she was, laying there.

Then you didn't actually see the accident?

As I told you, I, I wasn't looking.

Well, if, uh, anything should come back to you...

Well, sure, except I, I can't think

of what I could tell you, Mr. Mannix.

It is coming back, I remember now.

The number three bus was over there.

I used to catch it home every day after school,

but that day it was already there,

and the light was changing from green to red,

but I thought I could make it.

Jenny, Detective Heverly is across the street.

Now, he's going to lock the light in the green position.

That'll stop the traffic.

We're going to start across the intersection.

I want you to take your time

and try and remember everything that happened, okay?

♪♪

Try and remember, Jenny.

Were you looking at the bus only

or were you looking up, say, at one of those windows?

Joe, the roof!

It's okay, Jenny, it's over, it's all over.

There's a rundown on our sniper on the roof.

Name of Camden, out of Detroit.

Trouble is, all you have to do to get another killer

is pick up a phone.

If it's any consolation to you, Joe,

there's a 24-hour watch on Jenny

and it'll stay that way till this is over.

Yeah, thanks, Art.

Joe, you're doing all that you can.

Yeah.

So far it adds up to a great big zero.

She's still a target.

Mr. Mannix's office.

Is he there?

Who is this?

Tell him the newsstand dealer.

He'll know.

Joe, do you know a newsstand dealer?

I'll take it.

Hello.

Mannix here.

Uh, about that accident, Mr. Mannix,

I was holding out.

I, I did see something.

A-All this killing... I'm, I'm scared.

You want to talk about it?

Uh, down here at my stand.

Oh, why don't you tell me now and save time?

- Joe. - Yeah.

Where are you going?

Oh, uh, buy a paper.

♪♪

♪♪

He wanted to tell me something, Art.

The way I figure it, after seeing what happened here today,

he got scared and wanted protection.

Whatever Jenny saw a year ago... If she saw anything...

The news vendor must have seen it, too.

Is that how you figure it?

Sounds reasonable, doesn't it?

Then, why did they wait so long to kill him?

Good question.

He must have known something.

Mr. Mannix, stay behind the wheel.

The boss would like to see you.

Who's the boss?

Lou DeMorro.

I'd offer you a drink, Mannix,

but you ain't gonna be here that long.

I hear you've been digging around in Eddie Stanik's death.

Well, it didn't start out that way.

Just kept turning in that direction.

You know, when Eddie Stanik got burned,

things got very sticky between Old Man Stanik and me.

It cost us both some good soldiers.

He wouldn't believe I had nothing to do with it.

He still doesn't believe it, but things have calmed down now.

And you don't want me stirring them up?

See how quick you pick up on things?

I want things left just the way they are.

If you didn't kill Eddie Stanik

or order him killed, why sweat?

Mannix, I didn't bring you over here for a discussion.

If you want to keep breathing, back off.

Leave it alone.

The old man ain't got that much time left anyway,

and neither do you if you don't hear good.

Okay, Lou... I'll think about it.

You point that thing at me again,

you'll be eating it for breakfast.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh, right.

Yeah?

What?

Okay.

Thanks a lot.

Not on my time.

That was Vivian.

Ah.

You got something?

A rundown on your newsdealer.

Go.

Well, it seems that last year, after Jenny's accident,

his standard of living showed a sharp improvement,

and ever since, on the first of each month,

he's been making nice, fat deposits.

Can we trace them?

I already did.

The $500 checks came from Everett Investments.

Phil Kraike's company.

His home address.

Kraike left a typewritten note.

I thought you might like to read it.

"Dear sir..."

Tell me what it says.

It's a confession.

Kraike admits he killed your son.

They were in a business deal together.

Your son found out Kraike was juggling the books.

Kraike...

a man with no insides...

Kills my, my son.

He still had the gun with him when his car hit the girl.

He panicked and threw the gun into a storm drain.

The newsdealer on the corner saw that

and started to blackmail him.

Kraike was afraid you'd find out.

Thanks, you did good.

You did good, Mannix.

Remember what I said... Anything you want.

I've got what I want, Mr. Stanik.

You didn't know about your son's business deal with Kraike?

Eddie had things going all over town.

I never questioned him.

If we had known that, Lieutenant,

you wouldn't have to bother yourself, believe me.

Oh, I believe you.

You and DeMorro's people

cutting each other up over nothing.

You keep fighting your wars in my territory and someday

I'm just liable to nail both of you.

You know, Lieutenant...

now that I know who killed my son, my war is over.

You, you can't frighten a man who knows what's facing him.

- Ready? - That should do it.

Good-bye, Jenny, and take good care of yourself.

Oh, I will.

Jenny, I'm going to expect to see you

twice a week for therapy.

I mean, uh,

you may not have gotten used to seeing so much of us,

but we've gotten awfully used to having you around.

Dr. Hanson, I don't know what I can say.

I'll take you to your car.

Would you hold that elevator door, please?

This is Lane.

The girl and her mother just left.

They're going home.

No, they'll be alone.

There'll be no blue around.

You can make your move tonight.

♪♪

Now, tell me you ever had service

anywhere near this at the sanitarium.

And I didn't even have to ring for it.

Of course, there, I have a feeling, when you did ring,

it was usually Dr. Hanson that answered.

He is nice, isn't he?

Hmm, somebody could probably make something

out of a question like that if they wanted to.

It's too early to make anything out of anything.

Right now it's just so good to be home.

Oh, honey...

it was so lonely without you.

Good night, J...

Joe, what are you doing?

The case is closed, isn't it?

Yeah, if I could just shake off one thing.

What?

That suicide note.

Phil Kraike didn't sign it.

He typed it.

If he would have written it, maybe he would have signed it.

Yeah, but he did take the trouble to type it out.

All he had to do was sign his name.

A drink?

Love it.

That's why suicides leave notes.

It's their last contact with the world, a cry for help.

That's why they always sign them.

Joe, either way, a man is not entirely rational

when he's about to kill himself.

It still doesn't feel right.

Now, Kraike's confession said

he threw the gun into the storm drain.

Now, Malcolm's crew searched all day... no gun.

Joe, that was over a year ago.

Maybe it was washed out to sea or maybe somebody picked it up.

Yeah, maybe, maybe.

That's another thing wrong with this case...

Too damn many maybes.

Maybe Phil Kraike's whole story was a lie.

Mr. Mannix's office.

Yes, he is.

Just a minute, please.

You know a Mr. Jacobs?

- From Sacramento? - Uh-huh.

Yeah, State Corporations Commission.

Bill.

Yeah, what'd you get?

Yeah, thanks, Bill, I'll get back to you.

Well, all those maybes just flew out the window, Peggy.

Phil Kraike had a silent partner.

Call Malcolm, tell him to meet me at the Cole house.

Tell him to bring some men.

- It's urgent. - Right.

Hello.

Martha. Joe.

Now, listen to me... Stay cool but listen.

Something has just come up.

I'm on my way over with the police.

In the meantime, I want you to make sure

every door and window is locked.

Then take Jenny into the bathroom,

bolt the door, and wait.

Joe, what is it?

Martha, there's no time to explain.

Just do what I say and don't alarm Jenny.

Jenny, uh, you know what?

Uh, I think we ought to make

our first night at home an early one.

Would you like a warm bath to help you sleep?

Yeah, I'd love it.

I'll, uh, I'll just go and make sure everything's locked up.

♪♪

Mom, I remember now, I remember.

It wasn't Mr. Kraike in the car.

It was someone...

someone else.

Mother?

Who are you, what do you want?

Not your ordinary neighborhood prowler, right, Jenny?

Somebody you've seen before, recognize?

No, no, I don't know you.

Well, then, that would be a shame, wouldn't it?

To harm a defenseless girl

who didn't remember you in the first place.

Oh, we're not tied to that rolling coffin anymore.

Now, it'd be easier if you'd just stay there.

Please, what do you want?

I don't know you.

I've never seen you before, honestly.

You don't remember me behind the wheel of that car, Jenny?

My face through that windshield?

Mine, mine, Jenny, not Phil Kraike's.

- No, no. - Yeah, you remember.

You remember like it was yesterday.

It's written all over your face.

No!

No.

Drop it, Hatch!

Jenny.

Joe.

It's all right now, take it easy.

It's really over.

This time it's really over.

Joe, my mother.

Well, the way I read it,

Eddie Stanik found out Hatch was stealing the old man blind

and funneling the money into Everett Investments,

so Hatch had to knock off young Stanik

before the old man found out.

When Hatch hit Jenny,

he got Phil Kraike to take the rap

while he was establishing an alibi across town.

Then Jenny woke up and Hatch had to get rid of everyone

that knew he was the driver...

Kraike, the newspaper vendor, and Jenny.

About the report, Art, morning all right?

I'd like to see if Martha's all right.

- See you tomorrow. - Okay.

Martha, feeling better?

Well...

a slight headache, but under the circumstances

I feel marvelous.

It is still brandy, isn't it, Joe?

Yeah, that'll be fine.

Wait, stay, stay right there.

I'll bring it to you, okay?

There.

Thank you, Jenny.

No, thank you,Joe.