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( mysterious theme playing )

( motor revving )

Well, I thought
you had a date.

What's the matter, Terry?
Did things get a little rough?

I'll bet you could do that
blindfolded.

Yeah. Just about.

Timing's off.
( motor stops )

It's gonna need a whole new
set of points.

( clicks tongue )

Hey, I've got an idea.

How about me giving you a lift,
huh?

( scoffs )

Not in that thing.

No, not in this thing.

In, uh, my dad's boat.

I'll, uh, take you back up
to Brighton,

and maybe we can even have
a little drink, huh?

Heh. Sounds like fun.

Let's go.

Oh, thanks.

( engine starts )

Who's that?

Who do you think?

( engine sputters )

( engine stops )

What's the matter, Brian?

( chuckles )

Sounds like the fuel pump.

What are we gonna do?
Can you fix it?

Sure I can fix it,
but, uh,

I tell you, it'll probably take
a couple of hours,

but by that time we'll have
drifted into Brighton anyway.

So why don't you just relax
and enjoy the ride.

I think you better start
the engine.

No, Brian!

Look, maybe that teasing routine
works for the others, but not with me.

( whimpers )

No, Brian, no!

( suspenseful theme playing )

Please. Please, don't.

Brian, listen to me.

Oh, Brian, listen to me.

( sobbing ):
Oh, please, Brian.

You've got the wrong idea.

Brian, please!

( upbeat theme playing )

ANNOUNCER:

Starring William Conrad.

With guest stars:

Lou Antonio,

Dack Rambo,

Richard Anderson.

ANNOUNCER:

( dramatic theme playing )

That's where she washed in.

Pete Haywood found her. He owns
the local hardware store.

He was walking his dog
along the beach around 1 a. m.

The dog started hollering,
kicking up a fuss.

Pete went down by the surf,
and there she was.

She was a nice kid,
I always liked her.

How long did she live here?

She was born here.

Her parents
are pretty destroyed.

I don't think they'll ever
get over it.

You know, if... If somebody had
told me that David Pearson

would kill somebody in cold blood, I'd
have called him a liar right to his face.

I guess it must have been what
happened to him in the Army.

Thank you, lieutenant.

You're welcome.

Well, Mr. Pearson, the police
have a very strong case.

Of course, it's based on circumstantial
evidence, but it's quite solid.

I don't care.
I know my brother.

( exhales )

How do you convince a stranger
that he didn't do it?

I watched him grow up,
Mr. Cannon,

had a thousand conversations
with him.

If he were capable of such
an act, I would have seen it.

Perhaps he wasn't responsible.

I know what you're saying.

But his breakdown
was ten months ago.

He's completely rehabilitated.

You know, they've taken him
from the Brighton jail

and returned him to
the Veterans Administration's

psychiatric ward.

That's only
a precautionary measure.

It'd be traumatic for anybody
to be falsely accused of murder.

But for David,

it could unravel eight months
of psychiatric therapy.

( mysterious theme playing )

Look, Mr. Cannon,

you have a right
to be skeptical.

But before you make
a decision

whether to take the case
or not,

please, see David.

Please, talk to him.

You've always spoken
in generalities.

Now, specifically...

what did David do at Vietnam?

They say I killed
nine of the enemy.

Anyway, that's what they told me
when I got my citation.

Heh. I wouldn't know.

All I remember of that day
are fragments.

We were out on patrol
and Charlie hit us.

Half our men were wiped out
in the first ten minutes.

Sixteen hours later they got
a relief column through.

( scoffs )

Do you want to know

what the irony of this
whole thing really is?

You see, the...

The reason I flipped my lid
in the first place

was because of what I did

to those nine enemy soldiers.

Men I actually hated.

And now they're trying
to tell me

that I'm capable of turning
around a 180 degrees

and murdering somebody
that I actually loved.

Does that make any sense to you?

Ah, David, undoubtedly,
the prosecution

will come up
with a highly-trained,

highly-paid psychiatrist
that will testify that it does.

Especially in light
of the fact

that you and Terry were
seen arguing

earlier the night
she was killed.

What were you fighting about?

( sighs )

Well, we were engaged
before I...

Before I left for Nam.

When, uh...

When I came back,
she was different. Changed.

( chuckles )

She didn't want to talk about
marrying or settling down,

or anything.

Another man?

She was afraid
to admit it at first.

No, no.

Not another man.

There were several men.

The night she died, we...

We went down to put out
my lobster traps.

We drove down to the pier.

That's when she...

Well, that's when she told me.

I, uh...

I must have lost my head
'cause I, uh...

I hit her.

You were seen doing that
by a very reliable witness.

Yeah, I know.

Dr. Molson.

What I can't figure out

is why he didn't see
Terry leave.

And she did leave, Mr. Cannon.

I swear to you, she did.

And I'm as sane as you are.

If, uh, somebody
doesn't help me,

I'll be convicted

and I'll probably have to spend
the rest of my life

in this place.

( dramatic theme playing )

Don't worry about it,
David.

Somebody's gonna help you.

MOLSON:
If she left,
I didn't see her.

Well, I'm going to have
to put this poor fellow

in the hospital.

Herniated nucleus pulposus.

Slipped disk, huh?
I don't envy him.

Yeah.

You, uh, say that you watched
David and Terry

all the time they were
on Brighton pier, right?

Yeah, I was down there
taking a walk.

I do that every chance I get.

So about 8:30,

I saw David's car
drive onto the pier.

When he and Terry got out, I...
I saw they were arguing.

And after a few minutes,
he hit her.

Well, I was about to intervene

when the car phone
started ringing.

Emergency, hospital.

Then, as I was turning
the car around,

I saw David go out in his boat.

No sign of Terry.

However, I did notice
a bulky object

under a tarpaulin
in the stern.

Well, David claimed
that was a lobster trap.

Could be.

Isn't it possible
that she might have left

while you were on the phone?

Yeah, it's possible.

I didn't see her.

That's the most expensive punch
you ever threw.

It's gonna cost you
an extra thousand.

You just think about that
before you hit me again.

I'm not gonna pay you a cent.
You don't have anything on me.

I dropped that girl off
at Brighton.

You left here at 9:30

and you were back
in less than 15 minutes.

There's no way
you can make a round trip

from Lyle to Brighton
that quick.

We both know what you did
with Terry Sandler.

You dropped her off
about a mile out,

along with her bike.

Aw, that's a crock.

You, uh, want to see me test
my theory on the police?

Hey, wait.

Now, wait a minute.
I can't come up with $3.000.

It's 4.000 now and you better
come up with it

by tomorrow night.

And in case you're thinking
about any boat trips for me,

forget it.

Number one,
I don't take moonlight rides.

And two,
I'm not in this alone.

Doug Ballinger knows
everything I do.

( tense theme playing )

What I've been able
to find out, Mr. Sandler,

while David was in the Army,

your daughter dated
several other young men.

Is that right?

Why are you doing this?

They've already got the man
that did it.

Look, this has been very painful
for me and my wife.

I know that.

Police questions, reporters,

so please.

If you've got any consideration
at all,

will you leave us alone?

Look, David Pearson
is only a suspect.

He hasn't been tried,
and he hasn't been convicted.

That's why I took
the case,

and that's why I'm gonna
stay on it.

Now, you could help me
a great deal

if you'd tell me
the names of the men

that your daughter dated.

My daughter's personal life is...

Was her own.

Not yours. Not mine.

Not anybody else's.

I don't agree with you.

I simply refuse to believe

all those things
they've been saying about David.

I think we should do
everything we can to help.

Doc Molson saw
David hit her.

Now, what more do you want?

Oh, Bill.

I loved Terry
just as much as you did.

But maybe after what she did
to David,

maybe she deserved
his anger.

Then your daughter was going out
with other men?

I can't give you any names,

but most of them belong
to the Yacht Club at Lyle Bay.

I tried telling her
that she was out of her league.

She was just a momentary
diversion for them.

A pretty salesgirl
from Gibson's department store.

But Terry fell in love
with that kind of life.

Going out on the boats,
to dances, parties...

My daughter was good enough
for any of them.

I'm sure she was,
Mr. Sandler.

There's one thing more
I think you ought to know.

Terry's bicycle disappeared
that night.

It's been missing
ever since.

( mysterious theme playing )

( siren blaring )

( siren stops )

( Cannon sighs )

Well, lieutenant, have they got
you on traffic control now?

No, no, no.
I just wanted to talk.

Um, I hear you took the case.

Yes, I talked to David
yesterday.

I like him.

Do you believe him?

I don't know yet.

But I do believe that he's got
the right to a fair shake.

Well, what makes you think
he didn't get one?

We investigated this case
from A to Z.

How about under B for bicycle?
What did you come up with?

Well, we figured Terry's
was stolen.

A lot of bikes are being
grabbed these days.

Yeah, maybe.

Look, consider this
for a minute.

Now, Dr. Molson says

that Terry was driven to
the dock in David's car, right?

Right, right.

Now, isn't it possible

that while he was busy
with his emergency phone call,

she took off, went home,
picked up the bicycle,

rode down to Lyle Bay to visit
one of her boyfriends?

Have you searched Lyle Bay
for the bicycle?

We did that first thing.

Every street, every alley,
every garage, every parking lot.

But don't let me stop you.

Thank you, lieutenant.

As a matter of fact,
if I find it,

you'll be one of the first
to know.

( mysterious theme playing )

Good morning.

Good morning.
May I help you, sir?

Could you tell me
where I could find Mr. Gibson?

Where else? It's race day.

( all cheering )

( indistinct chatter )

Did you see him?
He was wonderful.

Hi, Joe. How are you?
He drove that magnificently.

Did you see that?

Ha-ha. Oh, thank you.
Thank you very much.

Hello, Bill.
Mr. Gibson?

I'm Frank Cannon.
Oh, hello.

Could I talk to you
for a few minutes?

Sure. Sure.
What's it about.

Terry Sandler.
I'm investigating her death.

Oh, really? I thought
that case was closed.

Oh, thank you.
Thank you.

Well, it's a...
It's a private investigation.

Yeah. Well, I wish
I could help you,

but she only worked at the store
for five, maybe six, months.

During that time, were you aware
of any young men

that might have been
dating her?

Um...
Oh, hi, Sam.

Thank you, Sally.
Thank you very much.

Mr., uh, Cannon?

Yes.
Cannon.

If I had to keep track
of the, uh, love life

of all of my salesgirls...

MAN:
Hey, everybody!
Here he comes!

( crowd applauding
and cheering )

Boy... Excuse me.

Hey. Oh, yeah, you really
killed him. You killed him.

Boy, that guy from Long Beach
really gave me a go, didn't he?

Are you kidding?
After the 14th lap,

you had him.
You had him all the way.

Congratulations.

I don't think we've met.
Oh, I'm sorry.

Mr. Cannon, this is my son,
Brian.

How do you do?
I only saw part of the race,

but it looked to me like you had
everything going for you.

You bet he did.

How about a big smile?
Sure.

Mr. Cannon's here about,
uh, Terry Sandler.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( mellow theme playing )

Ah, I've only been at it
a year and a half.
Yeah?

But if it keeps up like this,
I'll go onto the midwinters.

If I place there,
onto the nationals.

And maybe onto the Gold Cup,
huh?

Well, it's, uh,
crossed my mind.

( both chuckle )

Hey, listen,
can I freshen that up for you?

No, no.
No more, thank you.

You know, your father
wasn't really able

to tell me too much
about Terry.

Did you know her?

Well, yeah, we went out
a couple of times,

as a matter of fact.

She... She dated a lot
of the fellas around here.

Uh, Pete over there,
for one.

Let's see, Brad Conway.

None of us knew
she was engaged.

I mean, we knew about
David Pearson, but...

Well, from the impression
Terry gave,

it didn't seem to be quite
that serious.

Poor guy. They say
it's what happened to him

when he was in the Army.

Just kind of went
out of his head, huh?

I've met him. I don't think
he's out of his head at all.

Well, you mean, you...

You don't believe
he did it, huh?

I just like to reserve judgment
till I get the facts.

I thought the police
had him already.

I'm not so sure of that.

They haven't been able to find
the bicycle yet.

It disappeared
the night she died.

She only used it to ride to work
in your father's store.

Oh, yeah, I remember
the police asking about it.

Uh, they've... They've looked
everywhere for it?

There's one place
they haven't looked.

( mysterious theme playing )

According to the autopsy report,

Terry died between 9 and 11.

And her body washed up
at Brighton

about 1:00 in the morning.

Now, is there any way you can
tell by the flow of the tides

where she might have been
dropped?

I mean, even the roughest idea
of area would help.

Well, in the first place,

I figure she was dropped closer
to Lyle than to Brighton.

Oh? Why?
Well, that was a week ago.

Full moon.
Mm.

See, tides are tricky
all through that quarter.

They even reverse themselves
sometimes.

Instead of flowing
south to southeast,

they flow north to northeast.

Up toward Brighton, huh?
Right.

And then the bottom's kind of
strange and tricky out here.

A lot of shoals and shallows
and sandbars.

It's hard to tell
with any degree of accuracy.

Well, do the best
you can, huh?

Well, sir,

you see that fishing boat
out there?

Yeah.
That's one of mine.

Now, if you take that
as a dead center,

and put a circle around it
with a mile radius, I guess,

that's about as accurate
as I could get.

Thanks.

Do you have any idea
where I might hire some divers?

You mean a pro or just a kid
to go over the side

and scrape off the bottom
of the boat?

No, pros.

Well, you're out of luck
in that respect.

Ted Jenkins and all them
other fellas

that did that kind of work,

they took a job with one
of those big oil companies

about a month ago.

( sighs )

How about renting scuba gear?

Oh, that's easy.

Right there
at the Lyle Bay Marina.

This is the biggest one
we got, mister.

If this doesn't fit,
I can't help you.

Eh, let's see.

Yeah, I think if I took
a real deep breath,

I might be able to get
into that.

Now, I need one more thing.
Uh, a boat with a skipper.

Any suggestions?
Yeah, I can handle that.

Arnie Crawford.
I run a rental service.

Ah, Arnie.
Frank Cannon.

Uh, can I see
your NAUI card?

Yes, I just happen
to have it handy here.

L.A., huh?
You from there?

Most of the time.

You diving for anything
in particular?

Yes. How much do I owe you?

That's all right. We'll figure
it out tomorrow after the boat.

Okay.

Well, I'll see you here about,
uh, say, 8:00 in the morning?

That's fine.
Very good.

See you then.
Yeah.

Oh, by the way, um,

how late do you usually
stay open?

Depends on how busy we are.

How busy were you the night
Terry Sandler got killed?

That's last Wednesday...

I don't know. How late were
we open last Wednesday, Arnie?

Uh, last Wednesday,

I did the valve job
for Glen Talbot,

I don't know, around 8. Why?

I just wondered if any boats
went out of here that night.

None that I remember.

Heh. Frank, you're starting
to sound like a policeman.

I am. A private one.

Hm.
You don't think he took her

out of Lyle Bay, do you?

That's what I hope
to find out tomorrow.

See you, gentlemen.

So long.

( door closes )

( ominous theme playing )

( dialing phone )

It's me.

I think we'd better have
a meeting.

We've got a big fat

mutual problem.

( footsteps )

( door unlocks )

Hello, David.

I thought I'd drop by
to see how you are.

My brother, huh?

Called you, didn't he?

Well, he's concerned about you.

( scoffs )

That's nice.

So am I.

Look, David,

I think I know how you feel,
but...

Do you, hm?

Accused of a murder
that I didn't commit.

And they put me back
in this place.

This room.

Mm-mm.

I don't think you know
how I feel. Heh.

I don't think you have any idea.

Perhaps I'm wrong.

But, look, David,
I'm no magician.

I can't just snap my fingers
and get you out of here.

I've been working
16 hours a day.

I've done everything
I can for you.

Look, Mr. Cannon,

I appreciate what you're doing.

Heh. But isn't it true that you
haven't got a single lead?

A single clue?

A single piece of evidence?

That's right, David.

I haven't,
but I do have a theory.

And by tomorrow at this time,
I may be able to prove it.

( motor running )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( engine starts )

( seagulls cawing )

( tense theme playing )

I'll help you with the tanks.

Yeah.

( air hisses )

( groans )

All set?

Boy, I don't know what you're
looking for, but good hunting.

Thanks.

( air hisses )

Just don't go away.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Any luck?

You only got about ten minutes
air left in that tank.

You wanna change?

( air hisses )

( mysterious theme playing )

( tense theme playing )

( tense theme playing )

( action theme playing )

What's the matter?

Hand me a line.

Keep an eye
on the shoreline,

and if anybody surfaces,
watch where they go.

Sure, Frank, but I wish you'd
tell me what's happening.

( mysterious theme playing )

Did you see anything?

No, Frank, but I don't even know
what I'm looking for.

For the man who did this.

( sighs )

How do you know it's hers?

Her parents identified it.

All right, you found it.

But that still doesn't
prove anything.

It proves to me that she was
taken out from Lyle Bay.

How? David could have
taken her out from Brighton

and dumped her
where you found the bike.

No. Dr. Molson swore
he saw David and Terry

drive on to the pier
in David's car, right?

I know. I know.
You told me that.

But isn't it possible

the bike could have been
in the trunk?

David could have put it there
when he picked her up.

Yeah. I'll grant
that possibility.

But is it not also possible

that while the doctor
was on the phone,

she took the bike out
of the trunk of the car

and rode down to Lyle Bay

to visit one
of her other boyfriends?

Somebody who suggested
that he take her home

to Brighton by boat?

He did.

They got into a fight,
he killed her,

he dumped her body
and the bike overboard.

Well, that's
an interesting theory,

but what have you got
to support it?

This.

Somebody didn't believe
it was a theory.

Somebody tried to kill me

while I was looking
for the bike.

( dramatic theme playing )

( seagulls cawing )

You want those carbs
to run properly,

I'd, uh, leave them for me.

Well, I've done all right
by myself so far.

( chuckles )

Not this morning, you didn't.

It's getting pretty hairy,
Brian.

He found the bike.

( chuckles )

Well, as long as you're
in my corner,

what can happen?

Yeah, I've been meaning to talk
to you about that.

You see, uh, it's gonna cost you
a little extra to keep me there.

Now wait a minute. You said
this was a one-shot deal.

Four thousand,
that would be the end of it.

That was before
he found the bike.

Now, suppose they nail you.
My name could come up.

And Doug Ballinger.

And then we'd all lose,
wouldn't we?

And none of us wants that,
right?

So I'll tell you
what I'm gonna do, Brian.

I'm gonna offer you
one last little package deal.

Five thousand and I guarantee

you'll never see Cannon
or me again.

Now, where am I gonna get
that kind of money?

There's so much at stake,

I'm sure you'll find a way.

( dramatic theme playing )

Dad.

Oh, hi, Brian.

Uh, can I see you a minute?

Well, I was going to
a department meeting, but, uh...

It's, uh...
It's kind of important.

Yeah, okay.

Liz, tell 'em
I'll be a few minutes late.

Yes, Mr. Gibson.

Now, what's so important?

I'm worried about
the midwinters, Dad.

I'm not gonna make it
with that engine of mine.

Are you kidding?

Why, you've wiped out
the competition up until now.

Oh, yeah, with a bunch
of second-raters, Dad.

I mean, up at Lake Mead, I'll...

I'll be up against
the best of 'em.

I mean, they're coming
from all over the country.

I've tried to beef
that thing up

for three days now,
but there's, uh...

Well, it's just
not gonna make it, Dad.

There's no sense in even going.

Well, have you talked
to Arnie Crawford about it?

Oh, yeah. Well, he thinks
I oughta yank it outta there

and get a new one.

How much would something
like that cost?

Heh. Way too much
to even talk about.

Tsk.

Listen, you are going
to enter that race.

It's something I've planned on
for a year and a half.

It's a dream
we've both had together.

We're not gonna let it
go up in smoke now.

Heh. Dad, t-the engine
I need costs $5.000.

Son,

you are going to Lake Mead.

( dramatic theme playing )

( razor humming )

( phone ringing )

Hello.

Mr. Cannon?

Yeah.

I have some information
on Terry Sandler.

( razor shuts off )

Who is this?

Look, if you're interested,
we could meet.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( tense theme playing )

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

DOUG:
Back here, Mr. Cannon.

Back here.

( clattering )

( gunshot )

( whirring )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( tires screech )

( gunshots )

( tires screech )

( grunts )

( grunting )

( breathing heavily )

Now, I came here
to get information.

You better start
giving it to me.

You and Ballinger
killed Terry?

No, it wasn't us.

Who?

Look, let's make a deal.

I'll tell you everything if you
give me ten minutes head start.

Your bargaining power's
a little low.

Now, who?
( grunts )

Gibson. Brian Gibson.

( mysterious theme playing )

Brian. There you are.

Well, Dad, uh,
what are you doing here?

Hello, son,
I thought I'd drop by

and see how
the new motor's coming.

Where is it?
Well, it's, uh... It's on order.

Uh, Arnie's gonna
pick it up later on today.

Uh-huh. You got the best,
didn't you?

Heh. Well, we'll soon know.

I'm gonna take it out
for a trial run tomorrow.

Yeah, well, I want things
to go right.

And I want you to win.

I don't wanna
leave anything to chance.

Lieutenant Turner, please.

Ah, lieutenant,
this is Frank Cannon.

You, uh, better send a car
out to the icehouse.

It's just off of Highway 6.

Yeah, there was a shooting.

Doug Ballinger's dead,
and you can find Arnie Crawford

tied to the steering wheel
of his car.

Yeah, and you better send
another unit

down to Lyle Bay Marina

with a warrant for the arrest
of Brian Gibson.

Yeah, that's right.
He killed Terry Sandler.

I'm on my way there now.

( hangs up )

I was talking with Ralph Seiger

down at the city council
this morning.

You know what he wants to do?
What?

He wants to charter some buses

up to Lake Mead.
( chuckles )

I'm sure looking forward
to this competition.

Best in the country.

And I'll tell you one thing,
boy.

I'm not worried
about a thing.

You should be,
Mr. Gibson.

It's all over, Brian.

Well, what's the meaning
of all this, Mr. Cannon?

You want to tell him
or should I?

( chuckles )

Tell him what?
I don't understand.

Ballinger's dead
and Arnie's in custody.

Would you please tell me
what this is all about?

Yes, your son
killed Terry Sandler.

Look, Dad, he's crazy. I...

I... I don't know
what he's talking about.

Then why did you pay Ballinger
and Arnie $4.000 for blackmail?

And another 5.000
to kill me?

Five thousand.

Why you little...

( action theme playing )

( motor starts )

( bird cawing )

( dramatic theme playing )

Hello, David.

Hello, Mr. Cannon.
( chuckles )

Thanks for everything.
Ah...

You know,
there were times in there

that I felt like I was
going off the deep end again.

If I had been convicted,
I, uh... Heh.

I don't know
what would have happened.

Well, that's all in the past.

Don't think
about it anymore.

Do you like lobster,
Mr. Cannon?

Ah, do I like lobster?

Let me tell you something.

I have a recipe
for a lobster diablo

that you wouldn't believe.

Do you know what I'm gonna do
when I get back to Brighton?

I'm gonna set out
my lobster traps...

Yeah?
...and you can have

the pick of the catch.

You have got yourself a deal.

Thanks again.

Goodbye.

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