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Nice. Very nice.

Very, very nice.

But I was talking about the pool.

It's a very, very nice pool.

Go on, boss.

Take a best shot.

Are you ready? Yeah.

Would you like to try it, Howard?

No, no thank you.

Oh! He went again.

He never blinked an eye.

Ah, come on.

Uh, anything else, Mr. Dorian?

Oh, enjoy yourself.

Mr. Jamison?

Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Hello.

I was beginning to think you weren't going to make it.

Sorry, a meeting downtown took longer than we expected.

Fine, just as long as you got here.

Sergeant Ed Browns to Wayne Doris. To Dorian.

I do add my pleasure. Please, call me Wayne. We were just admiring your place.

We do have a few goodies here.

We'll be happy to show them to you later. First, I want you to meet some

terrific people.

Excuse me.

Hello, Wayne.

Rona.

Good to see you. How have you been? It's been a long time.

I know.

I hope you don't mind my being here.

Not at all. You know you're always welcome.

I am?

Of course.

When you have a few moments, I'd like to talk with you, okay?

For you, I'll make the time.

You have fun now.

See you later.

Howard!

This is Chief Ironside, Sergeant Ed Brown, Howard Jameson, my partner and my

friend. How do you do? And this is Nicky, his lovely daughter and my

girlfriend. Aha, your only girlfriend.

I'll bite your nose off.

Hello. She finds out. I can't tell you how delighted I was when Wayne told me

you'd agree to an interview for our magazine.

An article on law enforcement is important right now, and your magazine

a lot of people. We like to think we exert some influence on public opinion.

We'll give you our complete cooperation.

then next Friday is all right with you. Fine. I'll be looking forward to reading

it. Now, if you'll all excuse me, I think I'd better get into something dry.

Again, my butcher.

See you later, partner. Okay, Dan.

Jay, what would you like to drink?

Straight bourbon, please.

Same, thank you.

Two bourbons, please.

I work with a tape recorder and then edit later. That's okay with you?

Fine. And the same thing holds true with photographs. Are there any photographs

that you don't like?

Wayne,

what is it?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Do me a favor. Get me my pain pills, will you? You know where they are?

Are you sure you're all right? I'm fine.

I'm fine. Just do what I say, will you, babe?

Excuse me.

Got this bum back.

The doctor has me in a brace. Doesn't do much good.

It feels like I was hit with a baseball bat.

Would you turn around, please?

Why?

I know that

you're an important man, but I really don't understand.

I don't understand.

Yeah, Sammy went to the house with that guy in a wheelchair.

Thank you.

You're a very lucky man.

This brace is all that kept you from being killed.

Remind me to send my doctor a thank you note.

Right through the jacket and the shirt.

Just doesn't make sense.

Why would anyone want to kill me?

I'm sure I wouldn't know.

Would you have any ideas?

A man of my position is bound to make some enemies, but...

Actually, deliberately plan a murder now.

Any threats on your life? Phone calls?

Letters? No phone calls. Letters?

Hundreds of kook letters every year.

Listen to this one.

Dorian, you are a degenerate.

The corruption that fills the pages of your magazine will pollute and destroy

the minds of millions that must not be allowed to exist. You must not be

to exist.

Signed, unsigned.

It's one of the mild ones, the really heavy ones I print.

Do you keep a file of those letters?

Of course.

But most of them are unsigned.

I'd like to see them anyway.

I'd also like the names of your guests and staff.

My guests?

Surely you don't suspect any of my guests. It's routine to suspect

Mr. Ironside, we have a lot of very important people at this party.

movie stars, athletes.

Very important people commit crime.

I'll get you the list.

Excuse me.

Nothing inside the grounds, but I found fresh tire tracks outside the wall.

Motorcycle. And this .30 -06 casing.

Someone could have climbed on the wall, fired through the trees, and then taken

off. That would clear all the guests at this party, wouldn't it?

How come none of us heard the shot? He could have used a silencer.

Which would probably mean we're dealing with a probe.

What do I tell my guests?

For now, nothing.

You mean you don't want them to know what happened?

Not just yet. That goes for your staff as well.

Just let the party continue?

Yes. I'd like to keep everyone in one place for a while.

Fine.

I don't think I'd get much sleep tonight anyway.

Not exactly handling this like a Steve McQueen, am I?

I've been looking all over for you.

I had to change my jacket. I spilled a drink on the other one.

Oh, here are your pills. Thank you. I'm much better now.

Look, let's go sneak in a set of tennis before dinner, okay? Come on.

Fine, but I play. You watch. Look, my back is fine.

And that's the way we want to keep it.

He forgets he's a tired old man.

But I still dig his bones.

These children have no respect for their elders these days. Gentlemen, the house

is yours. Please feel free to use whatever you need.

Let's go.

We're not exactly going by the book on this one. Sometimes you have to bend a

few rules.

Sometimes we have the names of the guests and the staff.

Get Mark and Fran to check them out. All right.

I'll have the lab look into those tire tracks.

I'll talk to the parking attendant.

Have him report anyone who tries to leave.

You know, you were right next to Dorian when he was shot.

Suppose the bullet wasn't meant for him.

You've thought of that.

Thanks.

Uh, you know, last week, uh, there was some girl here who lost one of her, uh,

contact lenses in there.

She had me diving around for hours, you know.

Hey, uh, Joey Gallardo.

Ed Brown.

Ed Brown, huh?

Yeah, I work for Mr. Dorn, you know. I'm, uh, his trainer, uh, help him keep

shape, things like that.

You take a good punch.

I saw you earlier.

Hey, look, you want to work out a little later? We got a gym here, a sauna that

works.

Yeah, thanks.

I may take up on it.

Okay. Hey, any time, you know.

You were right. He ricocheted into the pool.

Looks like the same caliber.

I'll get him to the lab.

I'd like to complete reports as soon as possible.

His back issue is a bachelor?

Yeah, he might tell us something, and when you get back, you can help me go

through the rest of them.

Just don't tear out the centerfold.

Good shot, pumpkin!

Wayne, I wanted to have a chance to have a chat with you about something that's

been troubling me.

Huh? That article, the layout you're planning for our next issue, Satanic

Alcohol Clubs in San Francisco.

What about it? Well, I find the material distasteful, and the pictures of the

rituals, they're disgusting.

Howard, satanic code clubs are very in right now. People want to read about

them. Not them, but not in the pages of The Bachelor. We're above that sort of

thing.

Howard, you've expressed disapproval of a great many articles recently. Now,

that's not like you.

You were content to let me decide on the policy for The Bachelor. That's because

I was satisfied with what you were doing.

But now you're getting away from the policy that we thought The Bachelor

to have.

I am.

Yeah. Wayne, you're pandering to our readers.

Sex, tasteless sex. Howard!

Our circulation has increased 32%. I am not talking about increased circulation.

I'm talking about the quality of the articles that go into our publication.

The article on Chief Ironside, you proved that. Oh, that, that, that's

excellent. I'm delighted with that. Now, why don't you do more of that sort of

thing and less of that other garbage?

Howard, I tried to set a ballot.

Sometimes I miss, but most of the time, I'm successful. Now, I understand what

you're saying, and I sympathize with it.

But times change, and so do people's ideas. And as long as I am in charge of

Bachelor,

the magazine will change with them.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I am a little behind the times with the new morals.

But Wayne, I, Al Jemison.

I find it difficult to change.

Please don't.

Stay just like you are. I value your criticism.

Just as much as I value your friendship.

Perfect.

Four -two.

I'll be back in a minute, you guys.

Hey, Pumpkin, your backhand is getting pretty good.

Thank you.

How do you like my backhand, sir?

Wicked. Just like you.

This is the way I like it. I don't know why I spend all my time chasing a stupid

tennis ball around the court when I like this so much better.

Anybody want to finish this set for me? You finish this set, and if you win, I

will buy you an ice cream cone.

Oh, promises, promises.

Hey, Dad, I remember when you used to warn me about men like him.

Well, don't you worry. You're still my best and first boyfriend.

As you hope so, Pop.

I'll see you guys later.

Did you warn her about guys like me?

I might have, a long time ago.

You don't approve of Nikki seeing me, do you?

I only question it. Why?

Because she's so young?

That, in fact, has been so many women in your life, more talented, more

beautiful, more worldly than Nikki. So?

I've watched how you've treated them. And how is that, Howard?

Rather badly.

You use people like you do with so many other things.

And when they're no longer of any value, you replace them.

Maybe it's different with Nikki.

Heard I'll give serious consideration to what you said about the magazine.

See you later. Take care.

Lab reports.

Everything.

Ballistic sure is it?

Positive.

And it makes things different, doesn't it?

I don't know.

Did you find anything in those?

Maybe. Take a look at that.

Oh, sure. I remember.

Gallardo and some other fighters lost their licenses because of this. Now he

works for the man who destroyed his career.

No.

This could tie in with that ballistics report.

Hi. Thought you might want to take a break.

Have a bite to eat.

Maybe a little later.

Find anything else?

You've roughed up a few people. Can't be too gentle and expect to sell

magazines. I suppose not.

You know, I just read the ballistics report on this shell casing we found.

And? It found this bullet in the swimming pool. It's the one that was

you, but it wasn't fired from this casing.

You sure?

It was fired only once.

But markings on the bullet clearly indicate it was fired from a reload

that's been fired more than once.

Meaning?

Most expert riflemen reload their own cartridges.

Makes for better accuracy and saves money.

And why was this casing out there?

My guess is it was planted there.

The gunman wanted us to find it.

Why would he do that? To make us think he was outside the wall when he shot

And it could have been someone at this party.

Well... Think we'll try it again?

It'd be stupid if he did.

But it's possible.

Anything's possible.

A couch on the rock, please. A couch on a rock, please.

Don't worry.

For my father.

He'll stick to the old orange juice.

That's the only way.

You got a nice party tonight.

They always are.

I'll see you.

Yeah.

You're Nikki Jamison.

Yes, who are you?

I'm Rona Martin.

Hello.

You're Wayne's current girlfriend, aren't you?

Current and funny.

As you are now, so once was I.

As I am now, so shall he be.

What's that all about?

It's a quotation from some old gravestone somewhere.

I should think of it now.

How's it going, Joey?

Well,

I got no complaints, Ron. He never did complain, even when he used you for his

nasty little jokes.

Hey, nobody uses me. Don't talk that way to me.

What was that little goody by the pool? Don't tell me you like getting hit in

the stomach.

All right, well...

That's different.

You were beautiful, Joey.

I used to go to all of your fights.

The way you moved was beautiful.

Look, I'm a little busy. And the only time anyone ever took a shot at you was

when you wore boxing gloves and you got well paid for it. Are you just cool? I

want to hear it. And now you let somebody like him take a cheap shot at

$20 and you say you're not being used.

What about you? What about me?

Then what about you, Ron?

Remember one time you said to me, Joey, I want to be different from everybody

else. I want to walk away from him. Remember you said that?

Well, what are you doing here, Rona?

You ain't no different.

You're no different from nobody.

Unusual has happened.

You all know Chief Ironside. I will let him tell you about it.

Earlier today, an attempt was made on Mr. Dorian's life.

What?

Wayne, is this a joke?

I wish it were.

Some nut shot at me. You know that brace I was wearing?

It's the only thing that saved me.

Do you know who it was? Not yet.

Why didn't you tell us before?

I asked him not to.

I wanted to do some checking first.

Now, I would like to talk with everyone.

Anyone who leaves will be subject to arrest.

Just my luck.

I should be very angry at you.

You talked to eight people before you got to me.

I was beginning to feel neglected.

I always save the best for last.

As it should be.

You want to play a game?

Maybe. Later.

You go to many of these parties?

Well, I used to go to all of them.

Now it seems necessary to sneak in the back door when no one is looking.

You mean you crashed this one?

I sure did.

But you worked for Dorian at one time, didn't you? I worked for his magazine.

As a model.

How'd you get?

It wasn't hard. You're beautiful.

Thank you.

That was nice.

You were also his girlfriend, weren't you?

Another guess?

He told me.

What else did he tell you?

That you wanted to marry him.

And? And that you got upset when he turned you down.

I'd say that.

I think I tried to scratch his eyes out.

You said you almost did.

Well, you know, a woman scorned and all that.

Why did you crash this party?

I like people and parties. Not good enough.

Maybe I like Wayne Dorian.

I like what we had a few years ago. It was good.

It meant something.

I thought if we saw each other again... But you can't go back, can you?

No.

No.

Dorian told me he called you last week.

Sent you out on an assignment to Hollywood.

It wasn't an assignment. It was supposed to be an interview. What kind of

interview? For a television commercial.

An automobile company was going to build a national campaign around the girl

they picked. What happened?

They wanted someone ten years younger.

Didn't Dorian know that when he sent you?

Yes, he knew.

But you win some, you lose some.

Does that automobile company advertise in Dorian's magazine?

About $3 million worth every year. I suppose when their executives come to

Hollywood, they like to be entertained.

Oh, yes. It's playtime all the time.

Dorian could furnish them that entertainment, couldn't he?

Now, listen, Mr. Policeman.

I was a top model for nine years.

A top, legitimate model.

I wanted that job.

I needed it very badly.

But not that bad.

I have never wanted a job that bad.

I don't believe Wayne had the right to think he could use me just to keep a

client happy. You came here to tell him that? To tell him.

Not to shoot him.

Do you have any more questions?

No.

on leaving, are you?

We might talk later.

All right.

I have no place to go.

Hi, Chief.

I think I've got a couple of things for you.

Go ahead, Fred.

On Joey Gilardo first, former boxer,

His license after... We've got that.

Anything else on him?

Was fired from a couple of jobs after that.

Then was arrested for armed robbery.

He's out on parole now.

That I didn't know.

There's one other thing that might interest you.

Howard Jameson. He was once a member of International Rifle Club.

Was one of their top marksmen.

Thank you, Frank.

We'll be in touch.

Hello? How's it going?

Nailed anybody in?

No, not yet.

What did my friend Rona have to say?

She was very honest with me.

Sorry to hear that.

Rona?

She has much too much class to use a gun. Rona's much more the scratch and

type. I wouldn't be too sure.

Maybe not.

Sir, aren't that some of my guests are getting restless?

Oh, I'm afraid I can't let them go just yet.

I'll keep the food and booze flowing.

Mr. Dorian, did you know that Howard Jameson was an expert marksman?

Yes.

Matter of fact, he designed the indoor target range I've got here. Any problem

between you two?

Now look, Howard Jameson is my best friend.

Without him, Bachelor magazine never would have gotten past the idea stage.

believed in me, and he backed his belief with money.

And you get along well.

We have occasional differences over the type of material that goes into the

magazine, but that's to be expected. You said you had a target range on the

grounds. It's one of the goodies I was telling you about.

Then let's see it.

Of course.

Anytime.

I may also want to use it.

Got it, and here it is.

Very nice.

It's got a nice pull, too.

This way.

All right, now let's have the show with a half load.

See how we did.

Hey.

Here's the lab report on the motorcycle patch.

They came from a big bike.

Probably in a 350cc class.

And a late model.

And a foreign make. Right.

Never lost your touch, Chief.

Well, this is where the regulation load hit.

And this is what the half load did.

Makes a big difference, doesn't it? Difference between Dorian being alive

dead. Why would a gunman use a half a load to shoot him? That's all you have

find out.

Of course, it could have been a full load.

If the ammunition were old or if there were moisture in the casing, it wouldn't

have the same impact.

And if a silencer was used, that could make a difference.

I agree, but it does give us more to work with.

Try and check and see if any of the help owns a motorcycle.

And Ed, I'd like you to go climb a tree.

See anything?

Not from here.

What happens if I fall?

You'll probably hurt yourself.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Chief, I got something for you.

Well? I found a motorcycle near the garage.

Matches the lab's description.

It belongs to Joey Gallardo.

I'll pick him up. What's leaving you in trouble?

Yeah, the bike belongs to me.

So what?

You think it might have had something to do with the shooting?

You're not going to try to nail me with this, are you?

You don't think I had anything to do with it? Could be.

Oh, no, look, you're wrong.

Come on, you guys, we've got to talk. Go ahead.

You know about me? I know a few things.

Mr. Dorian, he tell you?

No, his magazine. I read the article.

Oh, yeah.

I know all that stuff.

I had to do what they tell me.

Brother, they say, Joey, you take a dive. I took a dive.

There's nothing I can do. You don't play games with these guys, you do, and you

get two busted hands, you know what I mean? Could have gone to the police.

Are you kidding?

You know, I come from all the cops that were done for me to get me in trouble,

not out of it.

You guys know I had done time?

Yes. Look, maybe what you don't know is that Mr. Dorian, he's the one that got

me paroled.

He gave me a job and everything. Now, why would I try to shoot him? It don't

make sense, does it? You could have gone to the top, Joey. You made a lot of

money.

Dorian destroyed all that for you with the article.

No, it wasn't him. It was me.

It was me. I'd done it to myself.

I was a big boy. I knew the scene.

And so I got nailed.

It's just the way it is.

Listen, Mr. Dorian, me, we got no hassle.

No matter what you think, you gotta believe me.

He's been very straight with me, and I'm grateful to him.

And you gotta believe me.

I just want you to know that.

All right, Joey.

Thank you for telling us.

What happens now?

I'll talk with you later.

All right.

See you a little later.

Hmm.

You know something?

Because I let you beat me at tennis.

Don't joke.

I mean it.

Sorry.

Kind of like you, too.

Wayne?

Please.

Let's just get in the car and take off.

Yeah, do that. You know that.

Not until this mess is cleaned up.

Here.

Whoever it is could just...

Then I can try to kill you again.

That's fine.

Better rock the thing right here. It's safer with the piece around.

I suppose.

I just want this whole thing to be over so I can have you all to myself.

All in good time, my love.

So far, looks just about like any other tree.

Hold it.

What is it?

I think we've just hit the jackpot.

Come on down.

Blow it.

Like you said.

You know, we're dealing with one smart cookie.

Oh, Joey, have you seen my daughter around anywhere?

Not lately. No, sir, I haven't. Thanks.

She's probably with Wayne.

Oh.

Thank you, Miss Martin. You needn't feel uncomfortable.

Your daughter didn't displace me. She liberated me.

I'm free now.

Well, that's good. That's fine.

I've come to know Wayne Dorian for what he really is.

I'll talk to you later, Miss Martin. You don't really like him either.

What makes you say that?

You couldn't.

At the very least, you're a gentleman.

He's a barracuda.

I think maybe you've had a little much to drink.

Just enough.

The last time you mentioned, Mr. Dorian, you were talking about marrying a

barracuda. Oh, I know.

But I've been sitting here thinking, wondering why.

What was it about Wayne? What is it about him?

His looks are certainly far from irresistible. And the charm, that's

too.

It was the power he held.

Power.

Women are attracted by power.

I was.

And I didn't even know it.

If Wayne had been a huge salesman instead of the editor of Bachelor, I

wouldn't have cared.

Sour grapes.

Mr. James, if you have any influence over your daughter, get her away from

She'll get torn up.

Excuse me.

Wouldn't you say that this has to be the exact spot where Dorian was standing?

Would you say it's the exact spot?

Well, if it wasn't, he wouldn't have been shot.

If we stay here much longer, people are going to talk.

Let them. I couldn't care less.

Excuse me.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Not at all, Howard.

Nicky and I have something to tell you. Yeah?

We're going to be married.

He just asked me.

It took me all of two seconds before I said yes.

Have you set a date yet?

As soon as possible.

Maybe even tomorrow.

What about this other matter, this attempt on your life?

I'm sure the police will catch whoever did it. And you know me, Howard.

I'm not about to alter my life for anyone.

Nicky and I love one another. We want to get married. That's all that matters.

Say you approve, Dad.

It means so much to us.

The only thing that matters to me is your happiness.

And you are happy, aren't you, Punkin?

Oh, I'm very happy.

Then I'm happy, too.

And I do approve.

Oh, thank you, Dad.

Take good care of her, Wayne.

Keep her happy.

I will, Howard.

Let's have a drink to celebrate.

Uh -uh.

I will make them.

Are you positive our friend will try something tonight?

Yes, before the others leave.

I want you and Fran to check out the area that faces the living room and the

den. Aye. I'll go by the guest house, meet you back here in ten minutes.

Exactly.

Something I'd like to show you, Howard. I think you will also approve of this.

Oh, what's that?

Remember that spread we spoke about earlier around the satanic occult clubs?

Yes, I remember it. You were absolutely right.

It's just too messy. I've decided to junk it.

Well, I'm very glad to hear that, Wayne. I'm going to substitute a full -color

layout on the discovery of the Inca temple ruins in Peru.

Well, that is marvelous.

I made a trip to Peru just last month to visit those ruins. I know. That's where

I got the idea. You were always a frustrated archaeologist.

I was wondering if you'd help me choose which shots to use.

I'd be delighted, Wayne.

Here. Take your time. Oh, thank you.

Found the rifle.

Remote controlled.

Pointed right at the study.

Lovely.

That is the north wing of the temple where the tomb was placed.

I love the faces of the natives, don't you? Yeah, they're beautiful.

Wayne, these are all excellent pictures. I wouldn't know which ones to select.

Maybe we fatten the issue. Use them all.

Oh, I don't know. Those decisions are your department.

Maybe it's time you made a few of those decisions, Howard.

Time you didn't more than just put your money into the magazine. After all,

we're going to be family. It's only right we should be working close

I'm finished with my investigation.

For now.

I told your guests they could leave.

Would you like a drink?

Yes, thank you. I'll get it.

A straight bourbon.

These stone idols are particularly fascinating.

It's a special layout Wayne is planning for the magazine, Inca Ruins, Peru.

Just one month ago, I was in the middle of those ruins, right there.

Thank you.

I remember reading about your trip.

Oh, did you?

Should make a very interesting article.

Well, we think so.

Wait. Don't be alarmed.

I'm sure no one's hurt. But what happened?

Can't your men put a stop to this? We think we know who's doing it.

But you obviously haven't arrested him yet. No.

Not yet, Mr. Dorian.

The bullet that hit you came from a rifle.

From the distance it was fired, it would have been impossible for the brace to

have stopped it from completely going through you.

And how did it happen? I'll come to that.

We went over the grounds carefully, very carefully.

Found a tree near the line of fire that had fresh marks on it. What kind of

marks? Clamp marks.

Marks that could only have come from a vice, one strong enough to hold a rifle.

Hold it steady. The gunman clamped the rifle to a tree, fired it from there?

Exactly.

And he was over a hundred feet away when he did it. That doesn't make any sense.

It will when you understand how he did it.

How did he do it?

We both know the answer to that, don't we, Mr. Dorian?

Have it, please.

The rifle was fired by means of this remote control unit.

You're saying that Wayne deliberately shot at himself?

Yes. Well, that's ridiculous.

Wayne?

Well, that doesn't make any sense. Why?

To throw suspicion away from himself.

The shot you just heard, that was the real one.

Or it was supposed to be.

The bullet would have come crashing through that window.

I would have gone right through your chair.

That was meant for me?

Yes.

But it was only a blank you heard. We found the rigged rifle.

Removed the bullet.

You intended to kill me?

Just like that?

Just like that.

No.

No.

Why, Wayne?

Ask your father.

Ask my father? What does he mean?

You knew.

Weeks ago.

Knew what?

I was planning to take the magazine away from Wayne.

See, Nicky, your father holds the controlling interest.

I'm just hired help, well paid.

But hired help, he was planning to kick me out.

Only because you insisted on doing what you did, changing the policy.

I told you a half a dozen times not to do it, but you wouldn't listen. You gave

me no choice. You told me?

Who the hell are you to tell me what to do with my magazine? Yes, mine.

I'm the one who made Bachelor what it is, not you, and not your money.

I wasn't going to let anybody take it away from me.

You asked me to marry you.

Just a few minutes ago, you asked me to marry you. Your insurance, my love.

Be my wife, your father's heir.

I control the magazine.

I want to go home, Dad. Please take me home.

You need us for anything further?

Not for the moment.

you thought I had it all figured out.

How did I... The scratch marks you made on the tile deck of the pool to make

certain you'd be in the exact spot when you set off the remote control unit.

You understand why I did it?

me somebody.

Make me special.

All right.