All language subtitles for Harry O S02E09 - Mayday

I'm sorry.

No.

I got to see him.

A man can't do a good job without very enemies.

He's where he deserves to be.

Power hungry bum, anti labor.

But I don't think that any of them hate me that much.

I would be unhappy to see Elton dead.

They're gonna kill us.

Stoner has to come to us.

I'm sorry.

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Guild Wars 3

27 Tango maintaining 11,000, over.

27 Tango, Oakland Center.

27 Tango, Oakland Center, radar contact.

Five miles north, Exeter intersection, go ahead.

27 Tango would like to amend my flight plan.

From Burbank to Sacramento.

Request rerouting to Reno.

Flight level two, 5,000, over.

27 Tango, Oakland Center.

Gear clear to Reno.

Turn right, heading 360.

Intercept J-5, direct.

Roger, Oakland, 27 Tango climbing to 250.

Lord, what's going on with the air?

There's a parachute, beside our seat.

Mayday, mayday, mayday, 27 Tango.

Mayday, mayday, 27 Tango.

22, 22, south, ship, unstable.

Mayday, mayday, 27 Tango.

Mayday, mayday, 27 Tango.

Fucking 7,500.

27 Tango.

Do you read?

27 Tango, come in, over.

Senator Elton's plane.

Lord Evans was a good pilot and a good friend.

I'd known him in Korea, but like most things in life, you lose touch.

The crash made every newscast.

Senator Elton's condition was critical, his survival was a miracle.

His pilot's death was reported briefly.

One story mentioned Ward's widow.

They'd been married just three months.

Body of Captain Ward Evans.

Earth to earth, dust to dust, ashes to ashes.

Ensure and certain hope of the resurrection unto eternal life.

Thank you.

Attention.

Present arms.

Ready, aim, fire.

Ready, aim, fire.

Ready, aim, fire.

Ready, aim, fire.

Present arms.

Present arms.

How long did Ward Evans work for your husband?

It was Ward they had played into the ground.

But the pilot's widow isn't new, so all the attention was going to the senator's wife.

Mrs. Elton, you first heard about the plan.

Mrs. Elton, when did your husband hold on?

Mrs. Nevins?

My name is Harry Orwell, I was a friend of your husband.

Come on, let's see if we can get the pilot's wife.

Thank you.

Mrs. Nevins, did Mrs. Elton give you any messages from the senator?

Have you heard from Senator Elton since the crash?

Do you think the senator's paralysis is going to rule him out as a candidate for governor?

Mrs. Nevins, do you panel send the senator to the hospital?

She doesn't want to answer any questions.

Mrs. Elton, what's your name?

Harry Orwell, I'm a friend of the family.

Do you plan on staying home now, or what exactly are your plans, Mrs. Nevins?

I don't know.

Just a couple more questions, Mrs. Nevins.

How long did your husband work for the senator before the crash?

Was your husband and the senator very close friends?

Is your husband going to make any compensation for us this hour or anything for you, Mrs. Nevins?

Mrs. Nevins, what were your thoughts when you first heard about the crash?

Can you give us any kind of statement for us, how you feel or anything?

That's all, gentlemen. That's all.

What were your thoughts on Mrs. Nevins' worth of compensation?

What did you say your name was?

Oh, Harry Orwell.

I don't remember Ward mentioning you.

Well, that's not surprising. I haven't seen him in eight years.

You said you were friends.

Well, in Korea, we used to see each other from time to time.

And then he went to work for an airline, and I read somewhere that he opened an air taxi service.

It was a freight line.

Oh?

It went broke six months ago.

That's when he went back to being a private pilot.

Well, we used to meet from time to time, have a couple of drinks and tell a few lies to each other.

You okay?

I don't know.

It's just that Ward seemed really bothered by something.

You know, he was very worried, and he was...

Well, I'm a private detective, Mrs. Nevins, if that'll help you.

Do you think there was something wrong, too?

What do you mean, something wrong?

Well, I don't really know, but that crash just doesn't seem possible.

And then there were these phone calls.

Phone calls?

At night, I'd answer the phone and they'd hang up.

Well, you'd think that the plane crash wasn't an accident then.

Who'd want to kill your husband?

You think somebody wanted to hurt the senator?

I just know that Ward was very upset and nervous.

And then those phone calls...

Call it a woman's intuition, I guess.

How long did you know Ward?

A week before we were married.

Ward didn't waste time.

I was living in Cleveland and working at the airport.

I'm a secretary.

Or I was.

Anyway, Ward was flying Senator Elton's plane back from Toronto,

and he asked me out to dinner.

It was during dinner that he asked me to marry him.

I'm sorry.

Thanks, Eric.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Do you want me to come in?

No, it's okay.

I think I need time to be alone and think, get things together.

Here.

I'll give you my number. If you need me, give me a call.

Thank you. Thanks very much, Harry.

I didn't quite buy her theory that the crash was sabotage.

But what had happened to her house was certainly strange timing.

The police put her down at T. Day's Burglary, nothing of value stolen.

Kids, they said, looking for money and a quick turnover.

Ellen was in a state of shock, so I put her up at my place while I went to Fresno,

where the FAA was conducting the crash investigation.

The last radio contact with Oakland Center was from here north of Exeter intersection.

Now, the crash site was 23 miles northeast in the foothills.

Harry Orwell, I promise.

How do you do?

He's the company representative.

What'd you find?

So far, nothing.

Obviously, the cabin outflow valve stuck.

What we don't know is why.

Where's the valve?

Here on the out cabin wall.

You see, the system was designed for a pressure differential of 4.6.

It was grossly exceeded.

Could you translate that?

Well, 25,000 say the cabin pressure should be 10,000, approximately.

But somehow the valve stuck, and the pressure inside began building until it blew the door.

Well, why would that kill Ward and not the Senator?

It didn't kill either one.

There was a shock of decompression, but at 22,000, it takes a little while to lose consciousness.

Ward was alive after that.

We've got the tapes here.

Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! 27, Tango!

Mayday! Mayday! 27, Tango!

That roaring is not bad transmission.

It's the sound of the wind.

Mayday! Mayday!

That's all there was.

Why did he break off like that?

We're not sure. There's no visible damage to the radio.

He could have switched frequencies.

Or he could have been too busy with the ship to communicate.

It's amazing anyone got out of this.

It's a miracle. It hit in a wooded area.

The wing took up part of the shock.

So the Senator's alive and Ward is dead.

What?

The Senator's lucky he didn't get out of the plane.

This guy said he's going to be paralyzed from the waist down.

I'd call him a lot of things, but not lucky.

Oh, no. He was lucky.

They found him wearing this suit.

It's defective. If he'd used it, he'd be dead.

How do you like the eggs?

Over easy.

There you go. Over easy.

That's fine. Thanks.

Thanks for letting me stay over last night.

I never could have faced my house alone.

Did you get any sleep?

A little. Between dreams. It was better not to sleep.

These eggs finally get cold.

What did you find out?

That John is probably right.

The Senator's parish wouldn't have opened if he'd used it.

He's been dead. Hello.

Hi, Harry. Guess where I'm phoning from.

Don't play games.

What's wrong with games?

Well, I'm just two doors from you.

Right. A friend of mine had to go out of town,

so she went to your beach house.

I took two days to leave from the DMV.

So we've got two old days together.

Right.

What's the matter? You don't sound so happy about it.

Oh, well.

What's going on, Harry?

Well, I'm not happy about it.

The reason I'm not happy about it is because I'm disappointed about it.

The reason I'm disappointed about it is that I have this case.

This case, and I...

What's your name, Harry?

Right.

No, no, don't do that.

Yes.

And be sure to include a copy of this in our answer to the CR Club.

Okay. We got it.

Senator, the doctor said rest.

Just a few more things. You clean up.

You're lucky to be alive.

People are laying all over the place.

This is a hospital.

Just a few more things, I promise.

Sir, may I come in?

Why not? Everybody else does.

Senator, my name's Harry Allwell.

I'm a private investigator. I'm representing Mrs. Nevins.

Oh?

She thinks the plane crash may not have been an accident.

That's unlikely. Mrs. Nevins is upset.

You don't have enemies.

My wife, Jean.

I have plenty of those, and I dare say they're not very happy to see me doing business as usual.

I admire your courage.

It's not a question of that. As to whether I do business from a wheelchair or on my feet,

it's still got to be done. Now, what can I do for you?

I was able to reach all the members of the committee.

They've agreed to a week's delay on the vote.

Oh, very good.

Hello, Miss Darlan.

Hello, Mrs. Elton.

Karen, this is Mr. Orwell.

I do.

Mr. Orwell seems to think that my plane was sabotaged.

Is that what the crash investigation turned out?

Well, no, not exactly, but Mrs. Nevins' house was burglarized after the funeral.

Well, unfortunately, we live in a society where burglary is common.

Send a note of condolence, and then we'd all offer to do whatever we can.

Mr. Orwell, a man can't do a good job without getting enemies.

I've taken a stand on ecology. The oil people hate me.

Detroit is not too happy with my pure air bill.

We're currently fighting the highway lobby.

Add to that the birchers, and you've got to list as long as your arm.

But I don't think that any of them hate me that much.

At any rate, I'm still here.

And while I'm still here, I'm going to conduct business as usual.

Thank you very much, Senator.

Uh-huh. Now, Miss Dorland, can I buy you a cup of coffee?

I was thinking to say that, uh, that Senaton may not regain the use of his legs.

No, thank you. The doctors say there's still a lot of tests to be done.

Well, if he's paralyzed, will that end his career, or will he keep on?

Senator comes from a very wealthy family. He's a millionaire in his own right.

He doesn't need politics. Politics needs him.

We'd all better hope it doesn't end his career.

How long have you known the Senator?

A year and a half.

How do you get along with Mrs. Elwood?

Mr. Orwell, there's always a certain amount of friction between a secretary and her boss's wife.

Exactly what that means in this case is none of your business.

All right. Let me ask you about that crucial committee vote that you got to postpone.

It's a matter of public record. Another ripoff.

A freeway going east-west through the Sierras where there's no foreseeable need for a freeway.

What?

Northwest Engineering has a big lobby in Sacramento.

That means a lot of money?

4.2 billion.

That means a lot of money.

The Senator holds the deciding vote in the committee.

If he were unable to continue, his replacement would certainly be a man more favorably disposed to the highway lobby.

Who controls Northwest Engineering?

The parent company is Follett Construction.

How Follett?

That's right.

I checked with the owner and found out that before Ward and Evans went into business for himself,

he worked for a while as a private pilot for the Follett Corporation.

Mr. Follett?

Yes?

Mr. Follett? I'm a private detective.

I signed the settlement with my wife last week. Now what?

No, no. I want to talk to you about Senator Elton's plane crash.

I'll be right in.

Who would I know about a thing like that?

Well, you know his pilot, Ward and Evans?

He worked for me some years ago.

What's the basis for conversation?

I've got three company pilots that work full-time and one that comes in occasionally.

Was he fired?

I think he wanted to go into business for himself.

Yeah, he did, but the business failed.

Did he try to get back to you?

No.

Would you have taken him back?

Don't ask me riddles. He went with Elton.

Maybe there's more money. Maybe it was the Senator's charisma.

Maybe Ward developed social conscience.

I'm sorry to hear he died.

Do you have the same concern about the Senator?

I wouldn't be unhappy to see Elton dead.

But then I'd have to stand in line for that, wouldn't I?

You seem very high on the list of people that don't like him.

Well, that's a fair statement.

He's an unscrupulous, power-hungry guy.

Do you want to hear me say it?

The wrong man died. All right?

Hello.

Oh, well, why do I keep stumbling over you everywhere?

I am trying to find Mrs. Ellen Nevins.

I find a referral to this number. Is she there?

Yeah, she's here. What do you want from her?

You know her house in Burglar Rye?

Yes, I know her house was burglarized. I was there.

The lab does it for prints and finds something very interesting.

Mrs. Nevins had a very unusual visitor.

Who's that?

Rod Stoner. Well, that's one of his names.

He's a professional hitman.

You know him?

No, but I will.

Now, well, perhaps you'll tell me what Mrs. Nevins is doing at your house.

She's a client.

Oh, is this a new service you're offering?

It's a professional courtesy.

Oh, well, your innovations fascinate me.

Do you charge a high fee?

That is a confidential piece of information.

I've never seen a fiduciary relation.

And listen, what about Stoner?

We won't get to that if you were out of town.

Where?

Out of Fresno.

Working as a migrant?

Well, the FAA is conducting an investigation of the crash.

Mrs. Nevins feels that it wasn't an accident.

Does she have any evidence?

Anything more on Stoner?

A list of arrests as long as you're on, but no convictions.

Mueller had brought him last year for the construction strike.

Two burn trucks, four men in them, some broken heads.

The Union One.

Jake Muller.

Lasky's calling you at four, and you've got an appointment here at 530 with Hips.

Tell Hips to make it tomorrow morning.

We're very close to a contract. This may take all day.

What time, Joe?

Uh, his choice.

Mr. Muller?

Who are you?

Harry Allwell.

I called your office. I couldn't get an appointment.

You can't get one now. I'm busy. Get out.

I just want a couple of questions about Rod Stoner.

Who?

Rod Stoner, a guy from Chicago.

He worked for you last summer when a couple of trucks got burned.

I got no time. I've got nothing to say.

Shall we move him?

If I create an incident, just one answer, Stoner?

I don't know the guy personally.

You hired him.

We had some labor problems last year. We used outside people.

So did the other side.

Look, Mac, let me explain the facts of life to you.

Last summer was a war. The other side fights dirty. We fight dirty.

I'm in the middle of a contract negotiations now.

I've got enough problems, enough work to do, without answering a lot of silly questions.

I think Stoner was involved in Senator Elton's plane crash.

They said it was an accident.

Well, I admit I don't like Elton. He's where he deserves to be.

Power-hungry bum, anti-labor, always has been.

Maybe just anti-people like you.

What are you, a cop?

Private detective.

Look, Allwell.

Elton said publicly he's gunning for me.

He's got a special committee investigating me.

Now, with all that pointing to me, do you think I'd be sucker enough to kill him?

No. I think it was an accident.

I'm no saint, but I was brought up religious.

Anything man makes can fail.

Amen, brother. Amen.

223 is probably an AK. That's Stoner's favorite weapon.

He was in Vietnam. Roberts, take these to the lab.

Yes, sir.

Well, you should.

What's happening, Harry?

Oh, yeah. Somebody tried to kill me, Gina.

Who?

Probably a dissatisfied customer.

No, it wasn't a dissatisfied...

Oh, you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Oh, Gina, this is Ellen Nevins. Ellen Nevins. That's Gina.

Mr. Trench.

Mr. Trench.

Oh, hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

That's Gina. Mr. Trench.

Mr. Trench. Lieutenant Trench.

Gina took the house down the beach.

Where are you staying, Miss Nevins?

Mrs. Nevins.

Oh.

It's a very untidy life you live, Orwell.

One of your problems is you can't make a clear distinction between business and pleasure.

I'll handle the analysis. You handle the case.

You keep telling me there is a case.

I see no case. I only see that somebody tried to kill you.

I see a connection with the Senators' plane crash.

Listen, I talked to Jake Muller. He's very uptight.

You can't have that effect on people.

Yeah, well, he doesn't like Elton, and I think he hired Stoner.

So could a lot of people, but I can't make an arrest on that kind of evidence.

Or have you been a civilian so long that you forgot?

Trench. Trench. I have been a civilian long enough to learn about police brutality.

I'll put on an APB on Stoner. I'll give you as much protection as I possibly can.

I don't need protection. I'm a secondary target. He's the one they're trying to hit.

The plane was a sabotage.

Is that a conclusion of the FAA?

The conclusion the FAA has come to is that there was a crash.

Negative evidence can't be conclusive.

I want an exhumation order.

Exhumation? That's the way you pronounce it.

You mean Ward-Nevins? Ward-Nevins.

What about the autopsy report?

It was performed by a county coroner who probably does two autopsies a year,

a drowning and a hunting accident.

A, what was his competence? B, what was he looking for?

You'll have to get permission from the widow.

I'll get permission. You just tie Stoner with the crash.

The FAA is making that decision.

It's in their hands. I'll get Stoner for what he did here.

Oh, by the way, Orwell, I think you should know the Chinese symbol for trouble

is two women under the same rope.

Hello?

It's for you.

Oh, thank you.

Yes, this is Mrs. Snowden.

Hey, there's no hot water in the house and I don't know how to get the heater working.

When?

Do you suppose you could come and fix my pilot life?

Harry?

Hmm?

Ward had a safe deposit box and it's sealed.

They say the only way that they can open it is to send someone from the income tax department there.

Well, have them get a man over from the tax department right away.

You see, Gina, I've got this case and I've got to get the tax man over. Otherwise, the...

I didn't even know he had a safe deposit box.

It's Mrs. Ellen Nevins?

Yes.

Maiden name?

Lindsay.

And when did your husband, uh, deceased?

Four days ago and it's well... He never discussed the box with you?

No.

What's going on?

I'm afraid my husband didn't have anything worth taxing.

Now, when you take things out of or put things into a safe deposit box, you keep an entry.

Yes.

Did I see the last entry on the Nevins box?

I really should ask the manager.

It's the tax man and that's Mrs. Nevins.

I suppose it'd be all right.

Thank you.

The last entry was on the 11th.

The day before he died?

5.50, about 10 minutes before the bank closed.

With your permission, I'll open the box now.

Yes, please.

Looks like about $50,000.

Mr. Miller wants to talk to you.

No, I'll tell him I'm busy.

Last time I couldn't hardly get you out of the car.

You got 30 seconds to explain what you're doing.

I'm just trying to do my job and stay alive.

You're sick the cops on me.

You're sick the hit man on me, didn't you?

You think I did that?

Yeah, and you used him before his name is Stoner.

He took a shot at me and makes me nervous.

If I hire a hit man to get you, he won't miss.

Come on, it doesn't make me feel any better.

I know you were shot.

We got more subtle ways to handle troublemakers.

The last thing I need is a murder rap.

The last thing the senator needs is a broken back.

I had nothing to do with that crash or any hit on you.

But there's no law that says I gotta love Elton.

Now you tell him and the cops to get off me.

All right, I'll relay the message.

Hello.

Oh, Mr. Orwell.

This place looks very homey.

Thank you.

I don't think the hospital appreciates my wife redecorating.

John, you're gonna be trapped here for a while.

So I want to make everything as pleasant as possible.

What can I do for you?

Oh, I had a couple of visits from your friend, Jake Muller.

I don't appreciate the designation.

Yeah, he loves you, too.

And you're suggesting that Muller is behind all this?

Possible.

And that he somehow caused the crash because...

That's what it was, Mr. Orwell.

A crash. The plane was not shot down.

Well, I'm not suggesting anything there.

Just a lot of things that point to different people.

And one of those things happened to point to Muller.

I don't like Muller. I don't like his tactics.

But he's a fighter. He's sharp.

And in some small way, I almost admire him.

And I do consider him capable of murder just to gain a point.

However, in view of the current political situation,

to kill me, you would be foolish.

And Muller is no fool.

Yeah, he said the same thing.

Let me ask you another question.

Did you give or lend Warden Evans $50,000?

No. Why?

Well, he had that amount in cash when he opened the safe deposit box.

The indications are that he opened the box on late Friday,

right before the bank closed. That's the day before the crash.

From which you infer that someone paid him to cause the accident.

Yeah, well, I hate to infer it. He was a friend of mine.

But that doesn't make any sense, Orwell.

He died in the crash. I didn't.

Yes, I know. A lot of things don't make sense.

Hello, Mr. Orwell. I'll take that, Mr. Orland.

Senator, may I speak with you alone for a minute?

Sure. Please.

All right. We'll be right outside.

The reason I wanted to talk to you alone...

Well, I don't want it to be embarrassing,

but I want to ask you why you changed course for Reno.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Right before the crash, you changed course for Reno.

I didn't change course. We were headed for Sacramento.

I listened to the control center tapes.

I don't know what you're talking about, Orwell.

I'm just beginning to.

It wasn't easy after the butcher's job that local coroner did.

Idiot like that shouldn't be trusted with a band-aid.

Well, the report said the death was due to the impact of the crash.

There were multiple fractures and some internal bleeding,

but not enough to have caused death.

I told you, the coroner was looking for death due to the crash.

What was the cause of death? Suffocation.

Why did he say that?

The airway is clear. No vomiters, no visible obstructions,

no sign of poison inhaled or ingested,

no sign of any foreign substance, only evidence of suffocation.

It's my guess he was dead before impact.

That would account for the communications being cut off that quickly.

That... that would what?

Orwell is unstable.

I took the next plane back to Fresno.

I was hoping to get there before the FAA closed the book

on the investigation and carted away all the evidence.

The investigation's over?

We're wrapping it now.

We're going back to the regional office in Los Angeles.

What'd you find?

An unexplained jamming of the up-flow valve.

Whatever it was, it apparently came unstuck

with the shock of decompression or maybe the impact of the crash.

A valve like that, uh... malfunction?

Well, it's possible to assume that freezing conditions might account for it.

It wasn't in altitude that long.

Well, we're going back to the factory and sift through the records.

Uh, our engineers have probably come up with something from all this.

Good. Could we take one more look at that, uh, wreckage

before you cart it away?

What are you looking for?

We've been over everything at least ten times.

I know. I just wanted to check the auxiliary oxygen supply.

Violent die to suffocation.

That's not possible.

Out of 22,000 feet, not that quickly.

Anyway, he had his mask on.

We've checked through the system. Did the manned valve work?

Checked the cylinder.

If it hadn't been full, it wouldn't have worked.

You didn't check it.

What's it full of?

Oh, my God.

It's color-coded gray. There's nitrogen.

It's worse than breathing nothing.

It blocks out all oxygen and doesn't leave a trace in the body.

Yeah, the senator kept his plane here since he bought it.

What about maintenance?

The plane was in excellent condition. I got two top mechanics.

Willie Clues and Ted Marion.

That's Ted. He's fairly new.

That's Willie. He's been with me over 15 years.

They're both excellent men.

This one was the senator's mechanic.

Willie, want to meet him?

Yeah.

Willie, come into the hangar office.

If a plane has wings on it, Willie can keep it flying.

It's a possible exception of the senator's plane?

Yeah.

Willie, this is Harry Orwell.

He's come to talk about the crash of the senator's plane.

I'll never understand that one.

That plane was in perfect condition.

It wasn't 20 hours from its last major.

Can I buy you a drink?

Yeah, sure.

But don't take all day. Willie's got work to do.

The starter on the 172 is a loose connection.

Somebody that allows his soldering job.

You knew Ward pretty well.

Oh, yeah?

I knew him in Korea.

He flew us out of a lot of test rides.

Ward had a sixth sense of our planes.

Did you know that he could tell if an engine was off

and its timing even before it turned over?

What do you want?

Thank you.

You've been around planes a long time?

All my life.

When I was a kid, I wanted to be a pilot.

I even got as far as my first solo.

You know what happened?

I got dizzy.

So now I send him up, like some dumb farmer

who sends his kids to college.

He's still dumb.

So, uh, you knew him in Korea?

I'm representing his widow. I'm a private detective.

I'm kidding.

I never saw one before.

Hey, would you want to be the one to take his stuff to his widow?

Sure.

It's down here.

Oh.

That's a great old jacket.

Mostly in flying, they don't use those anymore.

And, uh, these are his entry charts

for the United States, most of Canada.

This is brand new.

That's, uh, belt leather.

Costs an arm and a leg.

What are those?

Oh, they're lactose.

Bags to take ice cream home from the supermarket.

Ice cream?

I never knew that Ward had a sweet tooth.

Maybe he didn't.

They're paper bags. What about them?

They were found in Ward's locker.

They said you haven't figured out how the valve stood.

Somebody suggested icing, but the plane wasn't at altitude that long.

So to suppose the valve was frozen before takeoff.

Look, Mr. Orwell, I've had a long day.

Yes, I have had a long day.

But I want you to suppose that Ward froze that valve

before the plane left the ground.

When they were flying,

they were flying 11,000 feet before they changed course for Reno.

After they changed course,

Ward cut the pressurization into the cabin

where the valve froze,

and the pressure in the cabin began to build and build

until it 22,000 feet had blew.

That's a lot of supposers. Yeah.

Now, we've got two big problems.

One, we have to suppose that Ward went to do it.

And two, he's going to have to do it.

And two, we figured out a way to freeze the valve.

One, he was paid to do it.

And two, these bags carry dry ice

and cause the valve to freeze.

What Ward didn't know was that somebody was paid to kill him.

I called Trench, asked him to run checks on the two mechanics.

Then I went to face the really tough job.

Harry, don't even joke about a thing like that.

I'm not joking about it.

I know you better than you do,

but the evidence points to the fact that Ward was paid to kill Elton.

But he didn't.

I mean, Ward was the one who was killed.

Yes, I know. I can't put it all together,

but I know that whoever set him up

planned for both of them to die so there'd be no witnesses.

But, Harry, you don't understand.

I know Ward. I know.

He wouldn't do anything like that.

I mean, he just wouldn't do that.

You're married to a person you know.

He said that he was acting strange,

but I just don't know what to believe anymore.

I don't know what to think.

Hello.

Reported on an APV on Stoner. No luck yet.

How about Willie Plews and Ted Marion?

No record on either.

Plews has been with Mark's Aviation for 15 years.

He drinks a little, but apparently it doesn't affect his work.

Marion's an ex-marine.

He's worked for a number of private companies.

Including Northwest Engineering?

Including Northwest Engineering.

Well, that's Hal Follett.

The trench promised to look into Hal Follett's background,

particularly his finances for the last year or so.

I checked with Mark's Aviation,

but Ted Marion had disappeared

and Willie Plews had gone home sick.

Oh, he's not home.

Listen, Mrs. Plews, I've got to talk to Willie.

It's very important. A lot depends on it.

Oh, well, he's really sick.

I'm sorry.

No!

I got to see him.

Uh...

won't tell, okay?

Look, my husband, he's really a good worker.

He's a good man.

He's a good provider, too.

He's also an alcoholic.

Oh, no, it's not like that.

It's just when he stops off.

You know, if he came home and then I gave him a few beers

and he went to bed...

What upset him so much today?

I don't know.

When the sun comes out or if it doesn't come out,

it doesn't take a lot sometimes.

How does he hold his job?

You know, the fellas at work, they cover for him.

Listen, my husband, he really is a good man, mister.

He works real hard.

You know what's going to happen if you tell him?

He's going to lose his job.

Please don't tell, okay?

I'll do what I can.

Where was he last Friday night?

He stopped off.

Where?

Yeah, lipstick all over him.

You don't know where he got it?

You could ask his great friend Ted.

Ted brought him home that night.

Well, I can't find his great friend Ted.

That's the problem.

Yeah, well, it was Ted's fault.

It is.

Listen, I think I do know where they were.

Wait a minute.

You know, I know you're not going to believe this,

but I really forgive my husband.

He doesn't know what he's doing when he gets like that, really.

Here.

Here, that's where they were, I think.

The drop anchor is this place near the airport.

I found them in my husband's pocket.

Who's Chloe?

You know.

Thank you.

Follow him. This is Stoner.

He's just leaving Willie's.

All right.

Follow him.

If he leads you to Ted, kill them both.

You got it.

Give me a beer.

Here you go, keep it.

You know a girl named Gloria?

She comes down on the 530. It's a little early now.

I have her number. I can't read the last two things here. 673-167.

1673.

Thank you.

Hello?

Gloria.

Who is this?

My name is Harry Orwell.

I'd like to do a favor for your friend Ted Marion.

If you tell me where he lives, give me his number.

Maybe I could save his life.

1427 Mapleton. Upstairs, 21B.

Thank you.

I got nobody here.

Two planes promised tonight and no one to do the work.

There's no answer from Mr. Marion.

Ted just took off.

Didn't punch out, tell anybody. At least Willie was sick.

And drunk. It's the same thing.

Hello, Mrs. Ploos. This is Lieutenant Trench. Is your husband there?

I see, but he is there. I'm looking for a Ted Marion.

The drop anchor bar. Thank you.

Yeah. Okay, thank you.

Orwell's already been there. Let's go.

Hey, Gloria.

Well, I called you.

Come in.

Before you use that, I ought to tell you I've been followed.

The cops.

You're not that lucky. It's full of these people.

They followed me to get to you.

Ted, no.

Take it easy, Betty. He's bluffing.

Take a look.

They parked right across the street. That green car.

Follett paid war to kill the senator.

His insurance, he got you to switch the oxygen cylinders.

They were both supposed to die, but the senator got lucky.

Only he can't prove anything. You're the only one who can prove anything.

That's why Follett's not gonna let you live.

Come on, get on the telephone, call the police, ask for a...

He's bluffing, baby. I told you.

Shut up! Shut up!

No, it's Ted.

Come on, give me the gun.

You're a cop.

I'm a private detective. What difference does that make?

You got a better chance with the police than you have with those guys out there.

What are you doing?

To get some help.

Give me the gun.

Give me the gun.

They're gonna kill us.

Come on.

Give that to him. Please.

Where are you going?

Stoner has to come to us.

And I think he's gonna come up the stairs.

I'm gonna call the police.

Hold it.

Hold it right there.

Take him, Robert.

And arrest him, Robert. She broke a lot of windows.

What the hell is going on here?

Get an ambulance where you stoned us on the stairway.

How'd you get here?

Obviously, I followed you. Why didn't you call me?

There wasn't time.

Would you apologize to the fire department for me?

You put in a false alarm?

And get Ted Marion. He's our star witness.

Oh, well, why did you call the fire department?

Well, it's been my experience. They always arrive before the police.

Well, old Lieutenant Trench will wrap it up in a hurry.

Al Follett will go to jail on Ted Marion's testimony,

and a good senator will kill the highway bill.

What's gonna happen to Ted Marion?

There's some time, but not as much as he deserves.

He's the key witness.

That's the way justice is. You give something to get something.

Thanks again, Herring.

For?

For being who you are.

I lost a husband I ruined his memory for.

You give something for everything you get?

Don't think about me and Cleveland.

No. Somehow old thoughts don't quite mix with fresh starts.

Bye, Herring.

LAX.

Oh, Gina. Hey, I was just gonna come over the house and fix your pilot.

Pilot?

Yeah, you know, for the show, we were gonna...

Two days ago, Harry, I called the plumber.

You're gonna need to be on the phone.

I'll be right there.

Okay, then.

Thanks, herring.

All right.

Thanks.

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