All language subtitles for ironside_s03e04_pooles_paradise

We've got a town coming up someplace
along here. Griffin, I think.

Anyone want to stop and eat?

I don't think I could face up to one
more swiss cheese on a rye.

One of us happens to be hungry.

Oh, well, then there's always tuna salad
on whole wheat.

Hello. Hello.

Mind if I take a look in the back?

Don't mind at all.

Well, afternoon.

Afternoon. Are you folks just passing
through?

Yes, we are.

A business trip or something?

Business conference, pleasure trip.

Where were the San Francisco Police
Department?

You fellas look like you're loaded for
public enemy number one. What's

Oh, it's just a little local problem.

Nothing to concern you folks.

Perhaps you can tell us if there's a
good restaurant in town.

Oh, yes, sir.

About 40 miles, right straight down the
road.

I meant in Griffin. The food there is
terrible.

We'll risk it.

What do you suppose they use for a big
local problem?

Tanks.

Ooh. Cold?

I thought that air conditioning was
supposed to be a relief.

I'll go back and get your sweater.

Order me a, uh... Make it a surprise.

Thank you, Ann.

Give me cause to pull this trigger.

All right.

Inside.

Inside.

More coffee?

Oh, yes, thank you.

Yeah, right over there, parked right
alongside there.

I don't see any van, Jack.

Well, look, Sheriff, it was right over
there just a minute ago.

They must have changed their minds about
staying.

Give me your wallet.

Come on, give me your wallet.

Well, that don't beat all.

I got me a real line bushy tail
California policeman.

You don't like my company. Why don't I
just pull over and let you out? Oh,

you just keep on moving.

You're going to be my ticket out of
here. Yeah, well, I'd look for a better

ticket if I were you, because it's going
to be maybe another minute and a half

before my boss starts missing me.

So he'll go straight to the sheriff's
office. Every road out of this county is

going to be blocked.

This van will be about as hard to spot
as the grass separates.

Well, I'll tell you, ten minutes ago, I
was dead for the picking.

Now I got me a gun and a truck and a
cop.

Things are looking up for me.

So we just keep on driving.

We'll play it right here.

His name's Donnelly, D .W. Donnelly.

He escaped from a road gang.

He's convicted on manslaughter charges.

This is Poole. Did that van with the
California plates come back through

No, haven't seen it, Sheriff.

Well, remember, Sheriff, there's a
police officer in that van.

Now, don't you worry about your Sergeant
Brown.

This is just a little local matter, and
we'll handle it fine.

Have you put out an APB on this man
Donnelly?

Now, the best way to get your van back
is for me to go out and get it.

I'm sure that's the best way, Sheriff.

But I'd like to cover all bets, if you
don't mind.

All right, Jack. Would you put out an
APB on Donnelly?

Sheriff, professional courtesy, Jack.

I'm sorry there's nothing to keep you
occupied while you're waiting.

We'll manage, thanks.

This is an all -points bulletin from the
Bernal County Sheriff's Office in

Griffin.

Subject is D .W.

Donnelly, male Caucasian. I'd like to go
along.

Well, I may be just a country cop, miss,
but I think I can handle this without

the help of a lady's auxiliary.

Officer Whitfield is a perfectly
qualified policewoman.

I have some perfectly qualified
deputies.

Professional courtesy, Sheriff.

All right.

You can ride with Deputy Ho.

Webster, I want to talk to you.

All right,

Deputy Whitfield.

Let's get saddled up.

Chief, what about trying to reach out on
them? Later, Mark.

You know these back roads pretty well.

I ought to.

That problem was stuck together with my
sweat.

Tell me something.

What do you figure it's worth to kidnap
a police officer in this state? What do

I figure? I figure about half a lifetime
in the state pen. Mm -hmm.

And you're willing to buy that rather
than finish out your time in the county

detention camp? That's one year.

On your calendar, mister.

Not on Harvey Poole's. He don't count
good like you.

Before my time was up, Harvey Poole,
he'd add on me about one year for

of guard, another year for not eating
all my string beans.

And if I get killed in a gunfight out
here, you'll hang.

Now, is that worth escaping for? That
don't make no difference to me.

I'm a dead man either way.

What's that supposed to mean?

I don't guess you believe it, but the
reason I run for it?

Sooner or later, they were fixing to
kill me if they... You're right.

I don't believe it.

That's right, operator. Mobile phone
unit number JW16223 out of San

California.

Right. Please make it as soon as
possible.

She'll call back as soon as she can
contact the van.

The call has to be routed through the
district mobile operator.

Now, tell me, couldn't we have saved a
lot of time by using the sheriff's radio

to call the van?

Maybe. Maybe.

All I know is the Deputy Hogue did not
put out that APB, but he pretended to.

There's a little red pilot light on that
radio that goes on when you transmit,

and Hogue wasn't transmitting.

All right, you call the State Highway
Patrol and ask them to put out the APP.

They'd only run it through Poole's
office, and if something's going on

that's where it would stop.

Meanwhile, Poole would be on his guard.

I hope you don't mind if we camp here
for a while. We're expecting a phone

Well, I don't see a long line of
customers waiting for this table, do

No. Besides, it's nice to see new faces
around here once in a while.

Listen, you just holler now and I'll
keep the coffee coming.

Is it Miss or Mrs.? Miss.

It's written all over the window there
if you can read backwards.

I'm Robert Ironside. This is Mark
Zanger. Tell me something, Wanda.

Isn't business a little slow here for a
Saturday afternoon?

Well, Griffin isn't exactly a tourist
attraction.

I mean, you didn't see the waterfalls
and the cathedrals coming into town,

Where you fellas from?

San Francisco.

Really?

You know, I was there once. My folks
took me when I graduated high school. It

was sort of like a vacation.

And do you know what I did all the last
day? I rode those cable cars the entire

day.

What business are you all in? Real
estate or insurance or what?

Police.

That escaped prisoner kidnapped one of
my people.

Well, I wouldn't worry about it, Mr.

Ironside. Harvey will get him back.

That camp that he runs out there, it's
like the army and the FBI all in one.

to make you feel better?

No.

Makes me think.

With all that efficiency, how did a
dangerous convict like D .W. Donnelly

to escape so easily in the first place?

Looks like we gave him a slip.

Let's go.

Where?

Come on, use your head.

It's only a matter of time till they
nail us. Yeah, it might be. Maybe I got

few ideas of my own.

What's that?

The mobile phone.

Who'd be calling you out here?

Chief Ironside, probably.

Yeah, well, I guess he's just waiting to
die, isn't he? Now, look, you said it

yourself.

You're a dead man anywhere you turn, a
fish in a barrel.

Ironside is the only man who can help
you.

Answer it.

Brown here. You all right, Ed? Can you
tell me where you are?

I see.

Donnelly here says things are pretty
rough up at the prison camp.

He swears someone's leaning on him.
Might be willing to come and... This is

Donnelly. I don't want you to look into
nothing.

What I want is for you to get Poole off
my back, you hear that?

And I want a free ride out of this
country, man. Your boy Brown here, he's

to end up looking like a woodpecker
tree.

I have no jurisdiction here, Donnelly. I
can't get you out of the country, but

shooting Sergeant Brown isn't going to
do that for you either.

You kill him, and then what?

Even if you make it out, there's not a
state in the country that won't

you right back here. That may be.

But before they do, I've sure got a few
things to say about Poole's paradise.

Tell me.

If you got something on Poole, something
really big, then you could stop him.

More than likely.

Now, why don't you come on in? We'll
talk about it. Oh, no, no, no, thank

I'm about as close to you as I ever want
to get.

If you want to save this bro -belly's
life, you pay careful attention, huh?

You ask Harvey Poole about whatever
happened.

Line's gone dead.

Fools Deputy Webster just stepped out of
the telephone office.

All right, let's go.

Where? I want to register a complaint
with the telephone company.

You flooded it, didn't you?

You did it on purpose. I'll blow a hole
right through you. If you knew anything

about engines, you'd know it's a vapor
lock.

Now, here.

Hold your hand over the carburetor while
I try to start it. Oh, that's good.

You're fine, wasn't it? You start it up
and run me down.

All right, then you try to start it.

Wait till I tell you.

All right, now.

I was going to get rid of this old thing
anyhow.

So now we hoof it.

Hoof it where?

Any place you think I want to stay here
and just wait for him?

Before we were cut off, you started to
tell Ironside about the prison camp and

man. Well, I can't tell him now, can I?
Look, we can still transmit. Why not try

to contact the state police?

For what?

Tell them what you know. Ask for help.

It'll be my word against Poole's and I'm
right back in the can regardless.

I just want out of here. Now let's go.
At least leave Ironside a note here.

Trying to save my skin or yours? What's
to lose?

No, deputies will be over this truck
like ants in a dead bug.

Now, let's go.

There's a spare key holder hidden under
the dashboard.

Poole might not find it. But if he has
this van towed back into town, Einstein

will go over every inch of it.

Give me something to write on.

I mean, you let you carry a gun and
everything.

Real bullets, too.

What is it, one of those little pearl
handle jars with pink bullets?

Let me see it. You've seen guns before.

I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
Now, look, Mr. Hogue.

Just call me Jack.

Okay, fine, Jack. You call me Officer
Whitney.

This old boy's about as touchy as a
goat, anyhow.

All I'm getting is a lot of static.

Probably shorted out a relay in the cord
system.

Oh, how's that?

Well, if a relay gets wet, the whole
mechanism shorts out.

Well, she didn't take any too good to a
drink of soda pop, if that's what you

mean.

Very careless man, Deputy Webster.

Since I can't call out, I'd like to get
a personal message to Sheriff Poole. Do

you think his wife would be home this
time of day?

Oh, Harvey's not married, never has
been.

He must be the most eligible bachelor in
town.

I did think for a long time him and
Wanda would get married.

Wanda? Over at the diner?

Nice girl, but... Is there a hotel in
town?

Yeah, a couple blocks down the street,
but nothing very fancy.

Thank you very much.

You're welcome.

Hey, Brown.

You got kids?

No. I got a kid.

I bet you never figured me for nothing
but a troublemaker and bad teeth.

I figured maybe you weren't as hard
-nosed as you'd like people to think.

Yeah, well, you just try running. You'll
find out about... Long time since I

seen him.

You a kid?

Yeah, I was... I would have gone back. I
was all set to.

Till I hit this town.

And? I sat in on just one more card
game.

And this whiskey head here, he come at
me with a knife. And the judge, he call

it manslaughter.

And I call the judge a lop -eared liar.

And... But now I'm gonna see him, my
kid.

I'm gonna be down home for a week.

You're not gonna make it, D .W. Not this
way. You better pray I make it, buddy.

You better pray that boss of yours finds
that note.

Otherwise, it's just going to be a
question of whose bullets you catch. The

sheriff's or mine.

Let's go.

Now, there's no sign of them, but they
ain't going far, Shanks Mayor.

Listen, Webster, if Ironside comes
around, you tell him we found that van.

ought to ease his mind some.

Here comes Jack. I'll talk to you later.

I'm sorry, ma 'am. It looks like them
two boys plucked the rotor out of the

distributor and then decided to take
theirself a little walk. Well, why

you started after them?

Well, it's going to be dark soon.

There's no sense in stumbling around in
the bushes like a blind dog in a

sandstorm. They'll hold up somewhere.
We'll go after them in the morning.

Careful.

You are going to have the van towed back
to town, aren't you?

Now, that wouldn't be smart, would it,
miss?

What if Donnelly came back here looking
for it? We'd miss the chance to grab

him.

But don't you worry.

I'll leave a man here to guard it.

Listen, we're going to be running out of
light soon, and I think I'll just call

this whole thing off for tonight.

We'll start again tomorrow.

Let's pack it up.

Stay here tonight with that van.

Them two boys come back, kill them.

What time does the night shift come on?

Well, you're looking at her.

How do you feel about letting the help
have a beer with the customer?

Why?

Maybe I just like you.

That so hard to believe?

Yeah, yeah, sure.

What is a gorgeous kid like me doing in
a place like this?

When was the last time you had anything
nice to say about yourself?

Yeah.

When's the last time that it snowed
here?

When did the last girl from my high
school class catch the last bus out of

And when did my daddy give me the keys
to this place and say...

Hold on to these, baby, while I go drink
myself to death.

Well, you could have left after that.

And glue can run uphill.

Here's to you, Robert Ironside.

Listen, do me a favor, will you?

I really had rather that you ask me
straight cop questions than that.

Don't try to pretend that you find me
fascinating.

I'll try.

What kind of a man is Poole?

The kind of man it takes to be sheriff
of a place like this.

No more, no less.

Car's driving into town, Chief.

We found the van, but they were gone.

Is that good or bad?

There was some kind of note. One of
Poole's deputies found it in the van.

Poole read it and burned it.

I picked up what I could of the ashes.

That's good.

And that's not good.

Unlock your cuffs.

Can't reach it.

Key,

please.

The last time I was on the range, I shot
a 98 from this position.

Key.

Bring it here.

Unlock the cuff on the tree.

All right, now back off.

All right, now hold out your right hand.

All right.

So now what are you going to do?

I'm going to turn you over to the first
deputy I can find.

You think that's going to make you a
hero, Brown?

Bringing me in that way?

All you're going to get for your trouble
is dead.

Another story?

You better know what you're walking
into, my friend.

Even a cop wouldn't know that.

I'd make it fast.

That fella, Thad Hollinger.

He's a pal of mine, see?

So when fools step it, they come after
me for knifing that guy.

Oh, Holly, he pick up a big two -by
-four down there, and he just laid out a

couple of them. And he got himself
busted.

Assault and battery, right along with
me.

And about a week ago, Deputy Hogue, he
dragged Hollinger behind a tool shed

there, and he just beat him to death.

Why? Why? I don't know why. What do you
mean? I don't know why.

But he did it. I seen it.

I'm pretty sure Hogue, he seen me.

So you went to the sheriff?

Man, I looked at you.

There's a boy down there, I'll tell you.

Even though Hollinger was a friend of
mine.

A live rooster is a quiet rooster.

Except pretty soon I kind of got the
feeling like... Like I was going to have

fatal accident, too, if I hung around
Poole's paradise much longer, you see.

So I decided to try and make a break.

Now, how'd you manage that if they were
so keen on nailing you?

Poole and Hoag, they let me go so they
could kill me, no questions asked.

And they gotta figure I told you all
about Hollinger by now, which I have.

If I go back, I'm a dead man, Brown. And
the sheriff, he can't kill me without

he kills you, too.

D .W., I don't believe a word of it.

And even if I did, you said it yourself,
I'm a cop.

I don't go around helping convicts to
escape.

Blistering with an eyedropper.

Was able to get some coffee and hot
rolls. Had to wake Wanda up to do it,

she was reasonably good -natured about
it.

The writing's not Ed, so it must be
Donnelly's.

Looks like a name. H -O -L... Hollinger.
A couple words

I can't make out.

But there's a phrase to reckon with.

Was murdered.

Hollinger was murdered?

No, we need to know who Hollinger was
and who killed him.

Perhaps we can get Sheriff Poole to tell
us.

Sheriff Poole? It's called bluffing with
one A.

We're going to need some wheels, Mark.
See if you can rent a car anywhere in

this town. Buy one if you have to.
Right.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

That Ed may be in less danger from
Donnelly than he is from Poole and his

deputies.

Yeah, that's what I'm thinking.

I told you, fella, this ain't no rental
agency.

Well, then sell me a car.

How much is this one? Sorry, they're not
for sale.

Not for what?

You heard me. Now you wait just a
minute.

This fella giving you a hard time, Otis?
It's okay.

He's just leaving. I'm afraid you're
making a mistake, Otis. I wasn't just

leaving. I came to buy a car.

The man said you're leaving.

Sorry, Chief Ironside.

I got some unfinished business this
morning. Don't have time to talk.

Not even about Hollinger?

Who?

Hollinger, the man who died.

Prisoners die.

It's a sad fact that everything dies.

I had a pet raccoon once choked on
chicken bone.

Hollinger's death was no accident.

Do you suppose a court of law is going
to take Donnelly's word against mine?

like to see the coroner's report on
Hollinger, if you don't mind.

What makes you think you can come
waltzing in here with your APBs and your

policemen and tell me how to run my
office?

Do I have to remind you that it's your
escaped prisoner who kidnapped my

sergeant? And if it wasn't for you and
that duded -up van of yours come nosing

around, I would have had Donnelly back
an hour after he escaped.

In the same condition as Hollinger?

Oh, you college cops think you're the
smartest thing in sight, don't you?

Well, I went to a college that would
turn the likes of you into peanut

From the time I was nine years old, I
was crawling around under the ground

a mole digging into mines.

And you know where I learned about
people?

Can't say so, no.

Off the end of a mine foreman's boot,
that's where, and it hardened my

to become something.

And not just a desk -milking chief of
detectives, either, but the sheriff of

of Bernal County.

And ain't nobody gonna pick my bones.
Not you, not Donnelly.

Nobody. He was bad -mouthing Otis over
the gas piece, and then he took a punch

at me. Is that so?

Then book him.

For felonious assault and resisting
arrest.

Block him up. We'll get around to him in
a couple of days.

Felonious assault?

Yeah.

Don't get carried away by your
enthusiasm to silence Donnelly.

Because if anything happens to him or to
Ed Brown... We both know it's a

policeman's job to put his life on the
line, don't we, Chief?

He has everything covered, doesn't he?

Not quite.

I want to talk to the prisoner, Mr.
Sanger.

Okay, I'll give you one minute.

I'm sorry, Chief. I should have spotted
a setup like this a mile away.

Oh, forget it. We may have lucked out.

We're going to nail Harvey Poole and
everyone connected with him.

To begin with, I need the death
certificate of the man named Hollinger.

Maybe in the sheriff's office.

As soon as we get outside, you attract
Webster's attention.

All right.

Time's up.

You have a fast watch.

Deputy. What do you want?

Look, I'm not going to yell. Now, if you
know what's good for you, you'll get

back here.

All right.

It better be good.

I want a bail bondsman right now. Are
you kidding?

We can hold you 48 hours without bail.
You know that.

Not in a crummy hole like this, you can.
It's called cruel and unusual.

The Eighth Amendment.

But you didn't know that, did you? It's
been so long since you've been thinking,

your head's all clogged up.

Hey, Western, bring your stupid face
back here. I'm going to tear this place

apart.

Hey, now, don't make me come in there
and shut you up now.

This roll call sheet has Thad Hollinger
alive and working as of yesterday.

They'd hardly forget to make out a death
certificate.

Fact is, I didn't see any coroner's
report for the last four years.

Prisoners die.

Poole should fill himself.

But if he kept the names of the dead and
released prisoners on roll, and

continued to collect county funds for
their support, he could make up the

difference by working the men he has
twice as hard.

That's right.

He'd have a dandy little swindle going.

And the last thing he'd want is anyone
investigating a death that isn't on the

records.

Death of a man who complained once to
all.

You don't know what you're doing.

Don't do it, Brown, please.

Deputy!

This is Sergeant Ed Brown. I'm bringing
in D .W. Donnelly.

Brown!

Shoot. Shoot back at him.

Shoot it.

All right.

That'll teach you. You've got to believe
me now.

I locked us.

On one condition.

No conditions. You let me go. We take
him.

Him with a carbine? The two of us can do
it. There's no chance, Brown.

He's only one man.

But all the others will be here before
long.

Now, if we can get to that truck and
reach Chief Ironside... What good's a

if it doesn't run?

The rotor from the distributor. You
snake, you took it.

All right, make up your mind.

All right, all right.

I thought you weren't going to show.

I wasn't so sure myself.

You sold me.

Well, we hope it ain't a bill of goods.

I need your help.

You need mine.

Oh, do I? Well, I hadn't realized that.

A man was murdered at the prison camp
last week.

To cover that up, Harvey Poole is
willing to kill Donnelly and Ed Brown.

Me, if necessary.

I don't believe that.

Because you don't want to believe it.

You know who gave my daddy the liquor
license for this place?

Well, it was Harvey Poole. And he really
did it for me.

Listen to me, Wanda.

I need your car.

Will you let me have it?

You listen to me.

When I was just a kid in high school,
Harvey was a deputy sheriff, and he

pretty good in a uniform.

And then he was a sheriff, and suddenly
another ten years had gone by, and the

best thing that I could see in any
direction was Harvey Poole.

And he isn't much.

And I'm not much either anymore.

You know something?

You're wrong by a country mile.

Well, I thank you for saying that, even
if it isn't true.

Your car. I need your car.

I'm sorry.

I need Harvey Poole.

You know something?

I should have stayed on that cable car.

No sign of them yet.

Eve, you think you can still hotwire a
car?

As long as I have a hairpin.

Okay, we got a live one. He took the
bait.

That's the hill. You can get all the way
around behind us.

Ironside's not going to be happy about
Brown.

Well, now, we told him in the beginning
it was a local matter.

He should have driven right on through.

For a cop, you sure do a lot of
stealing, you know that? Or are you

and tell me that those papers from my
desk just sort of stuck themselves to

fingers? You know something, Webster?

I'm beginning to get the feeling that
you're following me.

Yeah?

Well, you start that car and I won't
have to follow you anymore.

There's a nice empty cell waiting right
next door to your noisy friend.

Okay, lady.

How come you're letting me go all of a
sudden?

Well, son, I'm afraid I've got some bad
news for you folks.

It's about your Sergeant Brown.

Oh? What about it?

Don't move.

Look, Chief.

All right, get it down there, Eve.
Between them.

No pearl handle, Mr. Holt.

I'm glad to see you, Mr. Donnelly.

And, Ed, I'm very happy to see you.

I'm not so sure you will be, Chief, when
I tell you... Tell me what?

Well, I hope you have bus fare to San
Francisco.

Being like that's what I call a complete
waste of time.

Aren't you happy to know that D .W. is
free?

Dennis could have told me that on the
phone.

I'll get a cab.

That's another thing.

What's he doing about getting another
van for me? I'm sure he's working on it.

I'll probably wind up in a rickshaw.

Okay, Chief. I got one.

Where to?

Your rickshaw, chief.

Courtesy of Commissioner Randall and the
city of San Francisco.

This was a put -up. The commissioner
wanted you to be surprised.

You ready for a big down ride?

By all means.

Very nice indeed.

Shortwave radio, mobile phone, desk, and
if you want privacy.

Sure beats the old bus, doesn't it,
Chief?

Well, I don't know.

There's a certain something about her.

Cranky transmission, concrete shocks.

Two miles to the gallon.

May she rest in peace.

What about that shakedown?

So he made a decision about his newborn
and two wives in two different decades.

But what if his son is able to time
travel in the same way he can?

Good night, sweetheart.

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