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Don't turn around.

I'll lean against the car.

My wallet is in my inside pocket. Give me your left hand.

Put it on, under your coat.

Come on.

Get it on, lock it.

Now, you go to the police commissioner's office and wait for my call.

What's this all about?

I don't understand. All you have to understand is that if you try to take

belt off, you're a dead man.

Nice front.

Now you freeze.

Why are you doing this to me?

Who are you?

And that's all he said?

To come here and wait for his call?

Not quite.

Of course.

You, uh, believed him?

I wasn't brave enough not to.

Don't confuse bravery with stupidity, Dr. Chase.

He didn't see his face.

He didn't recognize his voice. No. Oh, this is ridiculous, Bob. That thing,

belt. What's so deadly about that?

Some kind of a hoax, a bluff?

Dennis, even the way you play poker, you have to respect the bluff until you

have the facts.

I'll take it.

Yes?

Someone calling for the commissioner, but he won't give his name.

Put him on.

Yes, sir.

Commissioner Randall? This is Chief Ironside.

Chase get there?

Yes, Dr. Chase is here. Who are you?

Just call me Caesar.

Don't try to stall me. I know you're trying to trace me. All right.

What's this all about?

What do you want, money? Shut up.

Listen.

Get a shortwave radio.

Keep it tuned to 3 .8 megahertz.

I'll give you further orders.

If I don't agree?

Ironside, take a good look at that belt.

Think about it.

It'll blow your mind.

Miss Wilson.

Yes, sir?

Get me the bomb squad.

Would you take another elevator, please? Pardon me.

Would you take another elevator, please? It's an emergency. Sorry, please.

Thank you.

I'll do it for now, Doctor.

Tom! When do you think you can get this thing off me?

That's, uh, a little difficult to say, Doctor. Well, don't hedge, Inspector.

What did it show you?

Nothing, sir.

The belt is apparently shielded with a thin lining of lead.

It's out of everything, isn't it? Yeah, it looks like.

Well, this is your field, Inspector. Surely you can do something.

Doctor, I'd be going in blind. I could short it out and...

Commissioner Randall here. I went down to his office.

I'm the commissioner.

This is for you. Wait, commissioner.

You take it, Harmon. See what it is.

Thank you, officer.

Mark, will you stay with the young man?

It's another belt.

What's your name, son?

Harv.

Follow it.

Where did you get that box?

Dude on the street.

He gave me five bucks.

Can you describe him?

You know, nothing special.

Guy in a suit.

Sort of ordinary.

You think you could recognize him again?

Yeah, maybe.

Take Harv over to Fran. Tell her to hit the mug files.

Extortionists, bombers, kooks. They'll do for a start.

Then get a shortwave radio, set it up in the office. Right.

Let's go.

I still think it's all an insane bluff. Yes, but until we're sure, anyone who's

around me is in trouble. You're right.

Dennis? No, no, I don't stick around. No, there's nothing you can do here

stand around and worry.

And get in the way, maybe? You said it, I didn't.

I'll be in my office. Keep me informed.

We'll do everything we can, Dr. Chase.

It's the exact duplicate of the other belt. How exact?

Instead of the explosive, this belt has a buzzer. But don't get overconfident.

The explosive and energy cell are located in a different place than the

one. This should keep you occupied until you hear from me, Caesar.

It's a real cutie. Look here.

That answers the bluff question.

But how will it be detonated and when?

And why?

Well, I'll dismantle it and see what I can find. Maybe I can give you a hand.

In the meantime, Dr.

Chase should be isolated.

Yes. Wherever you say. My headquarters, come on, Doctor.

Keep me posted, Ed. Yeah.

His hair's shorter.

No mustache.

No. Any scars?

Now I see him.

Nose, ears.

Nothing freaky.

3 .8 megahertz on the button.

Thank you, Mark.

Doctor?

Pretty risky, don't you think?

Is this all we're going to do, Ironside? Just stay here and wait?

Till we hear from Caesar, find out what he wants.

Well, if he thinks I'm rich just because I'm head of the Institute, he's wrong.

Most of our work is financed by grants.

May not be money he wants.

You doing any work for the government?

No, some.

No cloak and dagger stuff, if that's what you're driving, huh?

May I use your phone?

Sure.

I was getting worried.

Arlene, I'm sorry I couldn't call you before, but we've had a little security

problem come up here.

As a matter of fact, I'm in Chief Ironside's office right now.

Oh, Norman.

When are you going to learn to delegate authority?

Now I suppose you're going to miss lunch entirely.

No, no.

We're having a sandwich.

Well, you won't be late tonight, will you? We're meeting the Castellans. Maybe

you better call them.

Just in case. In case of what, Norman?

I'm sorry, dear, but we're just having a little problem. Bear with me, please.

I'll do what you say. I'll wait to hear from you.

Eileen? Yes.

I, uh... Norman?

I won't be late tonight, darling.

I won't. I'll be there. Is anything wrong?

No. No, no.

I'll keep in touch.

Goodbye, darling.

Goodbye, Norman.

No sense worrying her, so I... I mean, this thing's got to be resolved.

Soon, if it's in a matter of hours.

I couldn't tell her.

I know.

Now, you said you always go home for lunch.

Yes.

How could Caesar have known that?

This is about as foolproof as anything I've ever seen.

These filaments in here, they induct an electrical charge from these energy

cells. And this buzzer, well, that represents the explosive charge that's

Chase's belt.

And the works are from a watch to activate the timer.

Is there any way to get it off him?

Only with a key.

All right. We had a key made to fit this lock.

Could it work on the real one?

Well, if it didn't fit, and I mean exactly.

Yeah.

No, I won't accept that. In this day and age, when man has learned to survive a

quarter of a million miles from his natural environment, you're going to

there is no way out of this thing? Inspector Harmon is still working.

put me in this belt, it can take it off.

But when?

Chief. Chief.

Ironside, do you read me?

Ironside. Are you on it? Go ahead, Caesar.

I am sure that you know by now that I mean business.

What kind of business?

American Revolutionary Party.

Now, I want three comrades released from prison.

Two from Soledad.

Tony Perez and Ali Ben -Kabir. One from Chino, Hank Dowman. You got that?

That's a big order.

That's only part of it.

I want a twin -engine plane at Sherman Air Park.

Fuel and service it as soon as Perez and Kabir have been released so that they

can watch what's going on.

The alternative.

Chase's belt is...

Time to explode in exactly five hours from the moment that you hear the tone

the time signal.

Caesar.

Come in, Caesar.

Thanks.

Boys couldn't get a fix on him. Not staying in one place.

I could hear a spark noise he's transmitting from a car.

What do you suppose he meant by the tone of a time signal?

I'm afraid not. Ed, your skirmishes with the A .R .P.

Ever turn up any of these names? No.

Not yet, anyway.

Wonder why those three specifically.

No?

No luck so far, Chief.

Only a little eye strain.

You might try ARP members, Fran, and concentrate on college men. College men?

See if you didn't learn how to make a belt like that in trade school.

Now, you are the technological expert.

What would you say about the man who made your belt?

I don't know. It certainly took a great deal of technical knowledge, ingenuity,

and a pretty sick mind.

Problems, if any.

only to get the right components? All miniature stuff, highly specialized.

Electronic plants, supply houses, parts manufacturers.

Find any unusual sales or thefts. On my way.

Antonio Juan Perez, 28, ARP.

Mayhem, arson, rioting, 3 to 5, Soledad.

John Alexander Biggs, a .k .a. Ali Ben Kabir, 32, assault, rioting, attempted

murder, 5 to 10, Soledad.

Henry Harold, Hank Dallman, 49, bank robbery and murder, life, Chino.

Hmm. Something wrong?

I thought Dallman was a member of the ARP.

Well, if he is, it's honest God. It isn't.

And the machine never lies.

Thanks, John.

Anything else you're going to show me?

Hey, you got my driver's license, my gas card. Now, what more do you need? You

said you were a cop. Where's your ID, your badge?

I said I was on police business for Chief Robert Ironside.

Wow.

No mustache.

I just grew it. That picture was taken two years ago.

Hey, now listen, I don't have time to argue. If you don't want to cooperate, I

can go and get a court order. All right, take it easy, William. That's flying

off the handle. Like I said, I don't have time.

Okay, okay.

What do you want to see, sales records?

Yes.

How far back?

Three, four months.

These have been with us for years. We trust them implicitly.

Look, you've got to understand, I... I had to be rough.

The stuff we handle in this place, components and all, my man could do

anything with them.

Make a bomb, even.

Yeah. Tell me about it.

We're making some progress, Dennis.

Some. Caesar is well -educated.

And can fly... How'd you know that?

He didn't ask for a pilot.

Oh, there must be hundreds of shortwave hams and private pilots in this area.

But not many with a multi -engine rating.

Tell me just one more time, you do not know Hank Dowman?

Just like a cop.

Never take no for an answer. But you do know Perez and Kabir.

Victims of injustice and oppression.

And they and all our brothers will be vindicated. Amen.

How long has the ARP been operating?

I don't have to answer that.

1969.

Donovan's been in the slammer for eight years.

Can hardly be an active member.

Unless by mail order.

Thanks.

For nothing, fuzz.

No unusual sales or that of any part.

Some of the components are used in the computers at your institute, Doctor.

And Caesar knew you went home for lunch every day.

I'll get a list of personnel from the institute.

All right, Mark. Mark, all personnel.

You know, that kind of looks like him.

How is he different from the man you saw?

Well, he's got a mustache.

And he sort of looks younger.

Well, that shot is six years old. Take that into consideration.

That's him.

Walter Mayfield.

I simply had to go ahead, Bob.

Sacramento will release the prisoners.

You're jumping the gun, Dennis. Every cop in the city is looking for Walter

Mayfield. Will you guarantee to find him in time?

Of course not.

Then negotiate.

I want him released.

He will be.

Negotiated or otherwise.

All right, keep going.

Uh, Jim Kaplan.

No. A .W. Keith.

No. Walter Knowles.

No Walter.

And he's got a shortwave license.

No pilot's license.

You know him, Doctor?

We have nearly 400 employees.

See if you can locate Walter Knowles. You keep checking the names.

Perez and Kabir both check out as members of the ARP, but not Delman. I

why Cesar included him. Maybe Walter Knowles can answer that. Looks good as

suspect. He's on sick leave from the Institute.

You got an address?

1490 Hastings Terrace, an apartment.

1490 Hastings.

Okay.

Other than nulls, no duplications.

Doctor, does your personnel department have photos of employees?

For identification badges.

One ID photo coming up.

Nothing more than APB for Matthew.

He seems to have dropped out of sight.

So?

I'll go over his record again.

See if we've missed anything.

Perez and we're on our way to Sherman Air Park. Be there in about 45 minutes.

Hey, he's up.

He said 45 minutes. We'll make it.

And they're going to be delivered without a scratch, otherwise Chase has

it.

You really believe there's a bomb?

You got another way to go?

Any tail?

Not so far.

Hear me, pig.

Listen to me.

You talking to me?

Where you taking us?

Relax, we're playing it straight.

What are you talking about?

Where we going?

Sherman Air Park. Where else?

Air Park?

What's the matter? Didn't your old buddy Caesar tell you about that part of it?

Caesar? Who's Caesar?

You tell me.

Come on. Who is he?

The man in the moon.

What do they want with us?

What are they going to do, man?

Nothing.

They're pulling something.

We're pigeons, man. Hey, take it easy, brother. Be cool.

We're out, ain't we?

So just settle back.

Enjoy the ride.

Einstein. Yes, Carl.

Any trouble?

No, we're on our way. But I thought I'd better tell you. Something doesn't add

up. What exactly?

Kabir and Perez don't know what's going on, why they've been sprung. And they

didn't recognize Caesar's name.

All right.

Thanks for telling me.

Meet you at the airport.

Right.

No trouble about this. The warrant will cover it.

When was the last time you saw Walter Knowles? A couple of days, maybe three.

What kind of tenant is he?

Keeps pretty much to himself.

Not too sociable, but no problem.

Mr. Garman, did Knowles ever have a shortwave radio set in here?

Some kind of radio.

I don't know.

I don't slip on it. Any complaints from the other tenants?

Interference in the TV sets?

Yeah, sometime back.

A couple of them blamed me for running the electric washers late at night.

It cleared up.

Windmill's got a filter.

Thank you.

Ironside?

Go ahead, Caesar.

Have Perez, Kabir, and Dauman arrived?

They are on their way.

Don't service the plane until they get to Sherman. They'll see that it's done

right.

And when do we get the key for the belt?

After we're safe in the air.

Well, he's an excellent craftsman and technician.

How does Knowles get along with the rest of the staff?

Supervisor reports, not too well.

How's that?

Some of his associates consider him too opinionated, argumentative, perhaps

overbearing is the word.

Yeah, well, does he take part in any company activities?

No, he seems to be pretty much of a loner.

Do you have a picture?

Sure.

Now let's see the one of Walter Mayfield.

Mayfield is a graduate engineer turned sour, M .O., cracking safes with

sophisticated electronic devices. Fran?

Served five years at Chino, been out for two.

It's the same man.

How tough would it be for Mayfield to fake a new identity and get a job at the

Institute? At the lower echelons, security clearances aren't too strict.

Chief, Noel's car is in his garage. No shortwave in it.

It's evident he once had one in his apartment.

I'll get an ID on his prints as soon as possible.

Sooner?

Yeah, sooner.

Hello. I'm Eileen Chase.

May I help you?

This is Chief Ironside's office.

Yes.

My husband is still here, isn't he?

Eileen?

Oh, hello, dear. Hi. I thought I'd save you a trip. We can go to the Castelli's.

From here.

Yeah, that would be fine, but Fran Belding, this is Mrs. Chase.

Hello, how do you do? And Chief Ironside, my wife. Oh, how do you do?

And Mark Sanger.

Hello. Well,

that terrible problem solved.

Darling, I said I'd call you. It was getting late, dear.

Oh, Norman, you promised.

But, dear, this is important.

Chief Ironside, I'm sure you're more objective than my husband.

Can he at least take off for dinner?

I'm afraid this is urgent, Mrs. Chase. It'll take time.

Well, that's just what I have.

Just put me in a corner and I'll wait.

No, dear. I won't get in the way.

A little mouse, I promise. Please, please. This is very important.

Try to understand.

I am trying.

Very hard.

We'll keep at it, Doctor.

Excuse us, please.

Eileen, why don't you just do as I ask? Now, go on ahead to the Castelli's and

I'll join you just as soon as I can.

Birthdays and holidays and wedding anniversaries, I'm just remembering.

I always know what to expect and you always try to surprise me with silly

reasons and excuses.

You're not good at hiding things from me, dear.

Not from me.

I'd like to explain this to you, darling. I really would.

But I just can't right now.

It's just word.

You're all right.

Yes.

You're lying to me.

But I have to believe it's for my sake.

I'll go on and I'll wait for you.

I love you.

Take care.

Don't be stingy with that gas, brother. Just keep on pumping.

The more we got, the farther we go.

Go where?

Who's this Caesar, anyway?

What's he want with us?

Who cares?

He got us out of Soledad, didn't he?

Well, that's good enough for me.

He's got an awful smell.

Maybe the pigs are setting us up.

If anybody's been set up, it's Ben.

All servicing completed and tanks are being topped off.

She's ready to go, Chief. What about the prisoners?

Cabrera and Perez are here.

Diamond's plane hasn't come in yet. When it does, hold him aboard.

Keep him away from the other two.

Talk to you later.

How about that Chino call?

Well, they're trying to locate Dr. Warner now.

Walter Mayfield is not on the FAA list of licensed pilots, but a Walter Maxwell

is.

Third Walter, and their physical descriptions match.

What difference does it make?

Quite a bit.

We'll know more when we get the report on Noel's fingerprint.

Ironside. Come in, Ironside.

Ironside.

Go ahead, Peter.

How about the plane?

It's ready, but Dowman hasn't arrived yet.

You know what time it is. Get him in.

No, Chief Ironside, I don't remember Walter Mayfield when he was here at

There's too many prisoners, but I have his record.

Symptoms of paranoia.

Quite marked then, and probably more advanced by now.

I'm sorry I can't help you anymore.

Prints are identical.

Knowles is Mayfield. And Mayfield is paranoid.

Illusions of power and grandeur, and he uses the name of Caesar.

plane is landing now.

I'll have a taxi over to me and wait here.

Right.

He still knew Dowman and Chino.

He also knows that the half a million never recovered from Dowman's last bank

robbery. That is your real motive.

I'm afraid I really can't care very much right now.

All right, what's next?

That's up to you.

Me? What about Caesar?

A paranoiac is unpredictable.

You've given him everything he's demanded.

He enjoys his power.

He may let you die anyway.

Would he take that chance?

Murder me? Doctor, that twin -engine plane can reach Canada or Mexico and

there even South America.

imponderables. Let's suppose this radio fails or the plane runs into trouble. We

lose contact. Now, how do we get the key?

You have this all added up.

To what? A gamble. You think you know Caesar well enough to force him to a

showdown? I think so.

But it's got to be your decision.

Hey, when are you going to let me out of here?

No hurry, Darman.

No hurry, no hurry. What do you know about no hurry?

There's been a delay.

Don't con me.

I know how this number's supposed to be played.

Hey, you! Come back here!

Hey!

What happened to me can happen to anyone, can't it?

Oh, I don't mean to sound like a hero, and I certainly have no desire to be a

martyr.

But it just simply adds up to one thing.

No matter what we do, there's no guarantee we'll get that key.

I'll go along with you.

We have to cut the time element close.

How close?

Minutes.

Perhaps seconds.

That's all we have left.

It doesn't take four hours to fly up here from Chino.

Can't if there's bad weather.

Domin's plane ran into a storm front near L .A., had to detour.

You'll hear from me.

Shouldn't take him long to check that out.

Ed, better take the portable set out to the twin engine.

All right.

Ironside. Latest weather report says no storm front in Southern Cal. What the

devil are you trying to pull?

I didn't want you getting uptight. A minor mechanical problem. It'll soon be

fixed.

Let me talk to Perez.

Caesar wants to talk to you.

Yeah? Is this Perez?

What's wrong with the airplane?

Nothing.

Mechanic wrapped it up.

Sounded real good.

Where's Hank Dallman? Who's Dallman? He's going with us.

No downwind here, just come in. Well, we're not going without them. Hey, a

came in an hour ago.

Nobody got off it and two pigs are guarding it.

I'm inside you there.

I'm listening.

You get downwind into that twin engine, now.

All airfield personnel and cops, get them off the field. Move it.

Reese, let downwind go.

Everyone clear the field.

What's happening?

Dammit's coming now. The pigs are leaving.

Anything else, Caesar?

General Marston on the phone, sir.

General Marston, did you bring the Air Force into this?

Quint Marston is an old friend of mine.

Just a social call.

This time of night, at the air park, you're going to track us. You're going

shoot us down.

Two lies.

This is the third.

I'm not buying it.

Ironside, I'm taking a hostage.

You. All right, Caesar.

You're too eager. You're planning to grab me at the plane?

You're not trapping me.

Meet me by yourself.

Alone.

You're wasting a lot of time.

I'll meet you out here at Sherman.

Where and when I say.

And you'll come unarmed because if anything happens to me, Chase will die.

promise you that.

See how Ed's doing.

Now you listen. Drive out the state highway.

tiger by his tail that's what you wanted isn't it gun won't convince him what

will his imagination outrage and frustration he's driving a stolen

it's registered in another name we can't get a make on it don't try to tail me

if he spots you the meat's off there won't be time for a second the van's

I have said, stop in the middle of the next curve.

Turn off your motor.

Turn on your interior lights.

Open up your rear doors.

Keep your hands in plain sight.

Now get out. Come over to my van.

I can't make it.

You got in.

My men helped me.

Lift is out of order.

Back to Sherman.

Without being stopped.

We won't be.

Press buttons. Shiny badges.

Yes, sir. No, sir.

They don't help much now, do they? Huh?

All right, but your Dr. Chase is finished.

He's a dead man.

He'll have company.

Dr. Chase?

In a minute or two, that bomb is going to go off. If you say so. I say it is.

Goodbye to Hank Dowman's money.

What is that supposed to mean? Chino, you made a deal to spring him for a

of the bank money he had hidden. Wrong. I'm with A .R .P. That?

Here's a cover -up.

Time is running out. Then we'll spend it together.

Get away from me! At least I'll have the satisfaction of knowing I'm taking you

with me.

What better choice does he have?

All right, the key is underneath the dashboard in my van.

Now let me out! Let me go get it! No, you'll stay right where you are. Well,

then let him get it! You're allowing you to get me out of the van.

It's up to you, Chief.

Dr. Chase!

Inspector Harmon worked out a way of hooking up the filament and bridging the

detonator. Like this.

And then... Dr. Chase could have simply slid it off.

It's all well and good, but when did Harmon finish that? A little after

midnight. But Dr. Chase was right. Technology could take the belt off.

Fortunately for him, the human element was faster.

Mark, where's the morning paper?

Mark? Oh, I think he's waiting for the mail. He's doing that every morning.

Is he expecting an inheritance or something?

Well... Could be the male man's a male lady.

Hey, I got it.

I got it. How much? What you talking about? Congratulations.

They accepted my application. I'm going to be in the next class at the police

academy. Oh, Mark, that's wonderful.

So you're going to be a cop. A real honest -to -goodness cop. Yeah.

Welcome to the force.

Why, thank you, rookie.

Yes, Sergeant.

Glad to be aboard, Sergeant, sir.

While you're up, would you be good enough to get me some coffee?

Sergeant?

Yes, Chief.

Sir?