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Miss Carter?

Yes. Go right in.

Miss Durand's expecting you.

Everything's ready.

My husband?

We'll bring him inside.

Thank you.

We've found that alcoholism
is basically a medical problem...

A question of diet and
physical conditioning.

30 days here, and, hopefully,
your troubles will be over.

30 days?!

Will I be able to visit him?

Oh, certainly, as
often as you like.

Are you returning home?

I wanted to be close
by, so I-I took a room

at a hotel near here...
The Los Hermanos.

Oh, yes, I know the place.

We'll get in touch with
you there if we need you.

Take him into the
examining room.

Yes, ma'am.

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The blood-alcohol report.

Hmm.

Looks like he had quite a bout.

Start him on the dextrose
and that special solution.

I'll have another look at
him sometime tomorrow.

Fine.

Easy, easy.

I need a drink.

I need a drink.

There you are.

I said a drink.

You're finished
with that, Mr. Carter.

From now on, it's good
food, proper exercise

and lots of fresh
air and sunshine.

You'll lose that
craving for alcohol.

Now, Mr. Carter...
Two simple things.

No alcohol, and
obey all the rules.

No one leaves without a permit.

Understand?

There's an old Japanese proverb.

"First the man takes a drink,

"then the drink takes a drink,

then the drink takes the man."

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Where is it, Mr. Carter?

Where is what?

I'm-I'm just looking
for the bottle.

Get lost!

I know you have one.

Nobody jumps on the wagon

without knowing
they can get a chaser.

Come on, just between
you and me, huh?

One little drink, please?

What are you doing
in here, Mr. Jefferson?

Nothing.

Nothing. Just
getting acquainted.

All right.

Time to get up, Mr. Carter.

Oh. What time is it?

6:30. Day starts early here.

Well, it's going to
start without me.

Let's go, Mr. Carter.

You people ever
hear of a hangover?

We ignore them.

You'll find that a
nice cold shower,

a good breakfast,
plenty of fresh air and

exercise will help you take
your mind off your hangover.

Come on now, Mr. Carter.

Don't fight it.

I know.

You're bigger than both of me.

Warm bath?

Uh-uh. Cold shower.

Dad, I think I'll
take one last dip.

Mm.

Would you care to join me?

No, you go ahead, honey.

I'll, uh, wait here.

Okay.

Well, Mr. Mannix,
anything to report?

Miss Blake, would you
please keep your voice down?

Well... no one can hear us.

I can, and too well.

There's still a bongo
going on inside my head.

Was it necessary
to get that drunk?

First thing I learned
at my mother's knee...

Never try and kid an expert.

Handling drunks is their
business around here.

They'd spot a phony
in two seconds.

Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

Do you know the
fellow with your father?

Uh, yeah, that's,
uh, Scott, uh...

Winters?

Yes, Winters.

He's here for the cure.

I've, uh, met him several times

when I've been here
visiting my father.

Do you know him?

Slightly.

The problem is,
he also knows me.

Have you, uh, met
Miss Durand yet?

Yeah, I remember her vaguely.

Um, I got the impression
she was attractive,

well-built and dedicated.

Mm, dedicated.

For $200,000, you
can be plenty dedicated.

Those, uh, checks your
father made out for cash...

Did you find out
who endorsed them?

Well, he cashed them himself,

but I'm sure Miss Durand
wound up with the money.

Even if that's true,

could turn out there
was no law broken.

Now just a minute, Mr. Mannix.

Intertect took my money,

and I... And we'll investigate.

But even Intertect can't
make a case out of it

if it's a voluntary
contribution.

I don't care about the money.

I care about my father.

Something's happening to him.

He's not the same man.

Miss Blake, uh,

are you sure it's not
your imagination?

I know my father, Mr. Mannix,

and I'm telling
you, he's changed.

You know,
sometimes alcoholics...

He's not an alcoholic.

Now, he may have had
a drinking problem once,

but that's all over now.

Why does he have to
keep coming back here?

Mr. Mannix, you've got to
do something to help him.

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Hi, sport.

How's it going, old friend?

Hello, Scott.

Ah. You in for the cure?

Right down to the
broccoli on the rocks.

I, uh... I didn't know
that you had a problem.

Oh, I can fight it.

Right now, my real problem
is you, and I'm wondering

what a nice kid like you
is doing in a place like this.

Oh, same as everyone else.

I find that hard
to believe, Scott.

Huh?

This is a nice big store with a
lot of expensive merchandise.

You're a bunco artist. Shh!

Now that's a cute combination,
like a match and gunpowder.

Oh, look, look, look,
on the level, Mannix...

I'm not working!

Well, then there's no reason
for you to get nervous, is there?

Oh. Ha-ha.

You-You don't shake me, Mannix.

What makes you
think that I'm nervous?

You're sweating.

What?!

Hey. Psst!

Any luck?

I tried to get out.

I can't make the wall!

Hey, you're big enough!

You got a chance.

Try the south wall first.

Shh! That's the lowest part!

Please do it, huh?

Look, I'll settle
for one little drink.

That's all, just one
little drink, huh?

I'm buying.

Look, I'm buying.

I'm buying.

Jeff, forget it.

Now turn in.

Where is it?

What are you talking about?

The bottle.

I don't have a bottle.

I'm not calling you
a liar, Mr. Carter,

but, uh...

this room smells
just like a distillery.

Well, I wasn't drinking.

I walked in here last night
and someone slugged me.

Try to remember... where
did you hide the bottle?

All right, Mr. Carter,
go get in the shower.

I'm going to have
to search your room.

Again?

I was not drunk.

I was slugged.

Now if you'd like your
doctors to examine

the bump on my head...

Mr. Carter, the collection
of bruises, contusions

and bumps, as you put it,

on the head and
body of an alcoholic...

Now you know the rules...
They were set up to help you.

Fine, fine, but
if I could, uh...

just have some little freedom.

Now I realize you have some
very extraordinary expenses

around here, but maybe if, uh,
I could help in some little way?

A donation would be
acceptable, Mr. Carter,

but I must warn you in advance,

it will buy you no
special privileges.

Aw, now don't get strict
with me, Miss Durand.

I saw Blake drive
off the grounds

when I was brought
over here just now.

How did he buy his pass?

He earned his pass.

And if you're not
prepared to cooperate,

I'm willing to tear up the
consent form your wife signed

and release you... Is
that what you want?

No, no, no, I like it
here, Miss Durand.

I drink your undrinkable drinks,

I sit in the
sweatbox, I exercise,

and I manage to
eat the proper food.

And with somebody's help...

I even got a good night's sleep.

Up, down, up, down.

One, two, one...

Up, down...

One, two, one...

Hello, darling.

How are you?

Oh, fine.

Easy, boy.

Don't get carried
away with your part.

We're being watched.

If the wife looks
like you, Liza,

who'd ever believe
they'd shake hands?

All righty, Liza.

Now, what do you have for me?

Intertect sent you
some reading matter.

Mmm...

It has a pretty
wild centerfold, too.

Now, you see, if
Blake is being taken,

we can't figure out
how he can afford it.

Big business, capitalized high,

gross fair... net small.

Only $35,000 for the year?

Does he have any
other source of income?

Nothing the
computers could find.

How does, uh, Miss
Durand check out?

Spotless.

Try Home Decor.

Former dietician at All
Saints Hospital in New York,

personal assets less than 5,000,

no unexplained income,
conservative spending habits.

And we also checked
the Mexican authorities,

and they gave this place
a clean bill of health.

Well, you'd better
have, uh, Intertect cancel

their subscription
to Home Decor.

I was slugged last night, and,
uh, my room was searched.

Now, just how clean
do they sound to you?

Oh, Mr. Winters,
you're terribly gallant.

Scott Winters. A
top confidence man.

He may be cooking up
something with, uh, Miss Durand,

or he may be on his own.

Anyway, I'd like a rundown
on his recent activities.

Oh, uh, one more thing.

I brought you a present.

Oh, now isn't that a
nice, wifely thing to do?

But, uh, why?

There have been
three unsolved murders

within ten miles
of these grounds

in the past two years.

That may mean nothing,
or it could be tied in.

Mm.

What's your next step?

I think I'll go to
a movie tonight.

Anything wrong, Mr. Carter?

I was just looking
for a little drink.

What happened?

Dry as a bone.

Who did it, Jeff?

It wasn't even whiskey.

What wasn't whiskey?

What did you find?

Je...

It is murder now, Señor Carter.

Señor Jefferson died
on the way to the hospital.

That still doesn't
change the picture.

Now, I'll tell it to you again.

Jefferson was dying
when I got there.

He didn't tell me who knifed him

or what he was doing
in Winters' cabin.

You tell the story well, Señor,

with a lot of remarkable memory.

But you still didn't explain

what you were doing
in Señor Winters' cabin.

You will go with this officer.

Captain Gomez
wishes to question you.

Now, lady, please, have a seat.

You said, uh, you
heard something

outside your window.

Señor Mannix.

Captain, I've told the story
twice to your lieutenant...

I am not interested
in your story, Señor.

One of my men found
this hidden in your room.

Jefferson was stabbed.

I am aware of that.

The modern miracles
of telephone and teletype

and the fact that
police departments

operate 24 hours a day...

We checked the registration,
and we called Intertect.

We know who you
are, Señor Mannix.

Now tell me, what do
you think happened?

I think Jefferson was
stabbed somewhere else,

and then he was dragged
here to Winters' cottage.

Bueno. I agree.

We saw the blood
outside the door.

Did he say anything to you?

He was looking for a
drink... He didn't find it.

But he found something.

Obviously something
he shouldn't have.

It's not safe here.

Please come home.

Carol, stop worrying about me!

You've got your
own life to lead.

You should start
making some friends.

Dad, I don't care about that.

Well, start caring.

You're not a child anymore.

No dates.

No parties.

No boyfriends.

There's a whole world
waiting for you out there.

Let it wait, Dad.

Now listen to me
carefully, Carol.

I want you to leave me alone.

I want you to
lead your own life.

I want you to go home.

Forget me.

Hi.

Hi.

You see what I mean?

See how he treats me?

Well, you were
pushing him pretty hard.

But he does care about you.

He warned me to
stay away from you.

He doesn't want you
hanging around drunks.

Look, somebody's been killed.

My father could be next.

Oh, hardly.

They kill the goose,
they'll get no more eggs.

They just might already
have enough golden eggs.

He just cashed another check.

Quarter of a million dollars.

Where are you going?

I think I know
who might have it.

Here you are, sport.

Okay?

Thank you, sir.

Sir, do you have a pass?

Oh, yeah, of course.

What happened?

Carter. He just took off.

Which car did he take?

Mr. Thompson's.

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Yes, Operator, yes,
I'll accept the charges.

Mannix, where are you?

Back in the States,
following Scott Winters.

What's the latest on him?

Well, he just bought the, uh...
the Calderon Oil Company.

A million shares,
a penny a piece.

Dry fields?

Abandoned more
than 20 years ago.

Well, don't bleed for him, Liza.

If I know Scott Winters,

he'll strike oil one
way or another.

Your license, please.

What's the problem?
I wasn't speeding.

Just a spot check
for mechanical faults.

I'm sure everything's all right.

We'll see.

Watch the taillight, Fred.

Would you mind stepping
on your brakes, sir?

Sorry to bother you, sir.

Your license, please.

Another spot check?

I was just stopped
a few minutes ago.

That's not possible,
Mr... Carter.

We haven't stopped
a car in the last hour.

Well, it was two other deputies.

We're the only
patrol on this highway.

Mind if I see your credentials?

Certainly.

You're sure there's nobody
else on this beat but you?

County budget the way it is,

only one car to a highway.

Well, well...

You found what you're
looking for, I trust?

Uh, not yet.

What is this?

Why are you pushing me, Mannix?

You're not a cop.

We've never had a personal feud.

Let's call it curiosity.

Like, what are you doing here
when you're not an alcoholic?

You don't know that.

I do now.

I saw you in that bar.

An alcoholic couldn't have
stopped with one drink.

Oh... Oh, come off it, Scott.

It's long past time for
playing injured innocence.

You're a public figure.

I know you bought
an oil company.

There is nothing
illegal in that, you know.

Not until you try and sell it.

Let's take a look at that case.

Take your hands off that... Ooh!

Well, well...

Yeah, I told Liza
you'd strike oil.

What does a fake
geologist's report like this cost,

Scott?

It's not fake.

Anyway, it's
cheaper than drilling.

Uh, you want to tell me
who the lucky buyer is,

or, uh,

do I tell everyone
here who you are?

I think you're bluffing.

You can't afford to stir up
any trouble around here,

now can you, Mr. Carter?

I sure can.

We blow the whistle
on each other,

all I lose is a client.

You drop a fortune.

All right.

What do you want, Mannix?

I want in. Equal partners.

Oh, come on, boy, come on.

You got no choice, Scott.

It's either half or nothing.

Now... who's the pigeon?

Now, the fact of the matter is

that Mr. Carter here and myself

are prepared to make you a
very generous offer for this place.

We want to buy in.

A half a million
shares of Calderon Oil

for a major interest.

Yes, some fantastically rich
new fields have been discovered.

As a matter of fact,

I have the geologist's
report right here.

I'm really not
interested in selling.

You'd still stay on in charge
of the place, dear lady.

Of course, we'd
have to reorganize it

a little differently to
make it pay better.

I wish you'd show me how.

Miss Durand, we can
stop playing in circles.

Everybody here comes
out of a glass bottle.

Nobody wants it known.

Now, we can make
that very expensive,

even more expensive
than you've done.

C-Carter, I... What
are you talking about?

The half million
you took Blake for.

What are you trying...?

P-Pay no attention to the man.

You may call it a contribution.

I call it blackmail.

Get out! Both of you!

Nice, rich drunks.

You play the great healer,

help them solve their problems,

and they just push money at you.

You think everybody
here is rich, don't you?

At a thousand a week,
that's a pretty good guess.

Half my guests
are charity cases!

Miss Durand, uh... Mr. Travers,

these men are
leaving the office.

Now!

In a moment, Travers.

We haven't quite
finished our business yet.

She said now, Mr. Carter.

I probably should
thank you, Miss Durand.

I owed somebody a
debt from last night.

I've got a feeling I'm paid up.

Why, Mannix, why?

What were you really after?

Mannix?

Who are you, Mr. Carter?

I'm a private detective.

The name is Mannix.

These gentlemen are leaving
the premises permanently.

Mr. Winters has his own car.

You will call Mr. Carter's
wife... if she is your wife...

And have her pick him up.

Oh, please feel
free to call the police.

We have nothing to hide.

Mr.

Travers was
careless with this one.

Don't make the same mistake.

The war's over, Miss Durand.

Looks like you're not the enemy.

I apologize.

What do we do now, Joe?

We wait.

For what?

One of the wealthier guests

was checking out
right behind us.

I'm going to follow her home.

And why are we going to do that?

I just want to see how
the other half lives.

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What's up?

That unmarked patrol car.

They stopped me yesterday
for a mechanical check.

I'm pretty sure they're phonies.

Something must
have scared them off.

Yeah, their timing was bad.

Now maybe we do
get to follow her home.

Now what?

Just, uh, slouch down
and stay out of sight.

You know something, Mr. Carter?

I've always felt that
a husband and wife

shouldn't keep
secrets from each other.

Now, what's going on?

If I'm right, smuggling.

Of what, and by whom?

I think it goes
something like this:

You plant something on a car

of a person who's
above suspicion,

a pillar of society.

You get a casual
wave through Customs,

then you stop him
on the American side

and relieve him of
the merchandise.

Down, girl.

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All right, out.

Hey! Come on, come on.

From here on in, it may
not be a place for a lady.

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Hold it, Blake!

I should have
listened to Travers.

He always felt you
were government.

You have to be pretty good
to get by my men out there.

Dad.

What are you doing here?

I'm sorry, Miss Blake.

I really am.

It looks like I found out a
few things I shouldn't have,

but... you hire a guy,
you take your chances.

Carol, you hired him?

I was afraid for you, Daddy.

Afraid of what?

Well, I thought Miss Durand...

Miss Durand had nothing
to do with your father.

He was just using her place.

All that cash went to
buy uncut dope in Mexico

to be smuggled
across the border.

That's your real
business, isn't it, Blake?

You must be out of your mind.

Put that gun away,
or I'll call the police.

I was about to do
that, Miss Blake.

You killed Jefferson,
didn't you, Blake?

You caught him
searching your cottage.

He was looking for whiskey

and he found that package.

Then you dragged him
into Winters' cottage.

Narcotics?

Mannix here, Intertect.

I'm at 1019 Knollwood Lane.

I've got a package of
heroin and a killer here.

Not my father.

And you better have the Mexican
police check the Hacienda Real.

There's a fellow
there named Travers...

He's mixed up in this, and
maybe a couple of others.

Right.

Now, look, I hired you and
you're still working for me.

Now, put that gun
away and let him go.

It's too late for that.

I'll take the package.

All right, Mr. Mannix.

Back off.

You're going to have
to kill me, Miss Blake.

Then that's the way it'll
have to be, Mr. Mannix.

It's not that easy to kill.

I don't think you can do it.

Besides, if you
help your father,

you'll be an accessory.

Ask him if he wants that.

He's right, honey.

You're the only
thing I care about.

Right now you're the
only thing I've got left.

I only wanted to help, Dad.

I know, honey.

Carol, look at me.

I won't be here for
you to lean on anymore.

You stand by yourself
or you fall down.

You know, in a funny way,
you've done me a favor.

What I've always
wanted most for her was...

to break away
from me, free of me.