All language subtitles for mannix_s03e02_color_her_missing

Sorry to drag you out this late, Joe.
It's all right, Adam. What do you got?

Nasty job.

One I could well do without.

Cory Boo.

Sorry, Joe.

His wife has to be told, I thought.

Might be better coming from a friend.

He's a great human being.

A private cop.

Pounded into my skull about this
business.

Kept me alive at least a dozen times.

All right, Adam.

What happened?

No, he didn't jump.

I knew Corey too well to buy that.

Thrown through a window.

That house.

Then you know who killed him.

Educated guess.

Charles Egan.

Attorney at law.

Egan, huh?

It was his penthouse. The garage
attendant saw him drive away a minute

happened.

What would Corey be doing with a man
like Egan?

We'll find out, Joe.

We've got an APB out on him.

He won't get away.

See that he doesn't, Adam.

Yeah, I will.

Joe, I don't want you going after him.

Rick, get all the latent prints in the
apartment, not just this room, okay?

Is this thing clean?

Hello?

Yeah.

Speaking.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Okay.

Guess who just got in the elevator and
pressed the F button?

Charles Egan.

Coming home.

Lieutenant Tobias.

I'd like an explanation.

So would I, Mr. Regan.

Don't spar with me.

What happened here?

A private detective named Corey Boone
fell or was thrown through your window

about an hour ago.

Say two o 'clock.

It's horrible.

You know him?

He was working for me. As an
investigator?

Yes.

I know you, don't I?

The name is Mannix.

Joe Mannix.

I saw you Sunday at the doubleheader
with Corey.

He told me about you.

You think you could tell me something
about what happened after Boone arrived

here tonight?

I wasn't here when he arrived. I went
out around 11.

Did you leave anyone in the apartment?

No.

Boone have a key?

Yes.

Anyone else?

No.

When you left here about 11 o 'clock,
where did you go?

Lieutenant, am I a suspect?

Is that the thrust of these questions?

I don't have to tell you your rights,
Counselor.

I want to get to the bottom of this as
much as you do.

Yeah, well... Were you with a friend or
friends while you were out?

As a matter of fact, I wasn't.

You obviously think that's a damaging
admission.

The garage attendant told us that you
left right after Boone went out the

window.

You mean Red?

Yeah, that's right. Very marginal
mentality, Lieutenant. He might have

he saw me.

But he didn't.

How could he?

I already told you I went out for a
drive.

Around 11.

Is something bothering you, Mr. Mannix?

It's now 3 o 'clock.

That's a lot of driving around.

I do some of my best thinking behind the
wheel of my car.

I've been working on a very difficult
case.

Did you drop in on anyone?

No.

Stop for gas?

Anything?

There was something.

It shook me up at the time, but maybe
it'll turn out to be a lucky break.

I was up in the Franklin Canyon area by
the reservoir.

I went past sort of a maintenance
building.

I'd shifted down for a curve, which is
creeping along, fortunately, and this

girl stepped out of nowhere, practically
walked right into my right front

fender. She fell down.

Who was she?

I don't know.

Well, can you describe her?

Long, light brown hair, I think.

Middle 20s.

She was wearing a mini dress.

One of those wild Italian outfits.

Crazy color scheme. Could have been a
Palazzo printer. Was she hurt?

No.

I offered to drive her to a doctor.

But she wouldn't hear of it. She said
she was okay. All she'd let me do was

drive her to the nearest phone booth and
insisted I leave her there. Did she say

what she was doing was wandering around
the reservoir that time of night?

No. Oh, but for what it's worth, I could
see she'd been crying.

You notice anything else about her?

No.

That's the whole picture.

Oh, when I left her at the phone booth,
I remember she was limping.

I asked her again if she was hurt. She
said no, she was okay, that... She just

lost the heel off her shoe when she fell
down.

We'll be checking that first thing in
the morning.

In the meantime, Mr. Egan, I hope you
don't mind, but we'll have to take you

downtown for further questioning.

Anything I can do to clear it up,
Lieutenant.

Joe, you'll take care of that other
matter, will you, Joe?

Yeah.

I knew it, Joe, before you ever got
here.

I couldn't sleep.

Cory's been away from home a lot, and...
Well,

tonight it was... It was different.

Tonight... I knew...

Cory always said that when it happens,
let it be fast. It may be working, you

know. It's app.

It was quick.

Is there anything I can do, Liz?

Anything?

Yeah, Joe. Stay and have a cup of coffee
with me.

Sure.

Well, I'll plug it in. Why don't you?
No, I need to make the coffee.

Why don't you say it, Joe?

What?

That look isn't just because you're
tired or you hurt deep down.

All right, Liz.

Was Corey really working for Charles E?

Yes. Why?

There's something I have to show you.

I was straightening out some books in
the den the other day, and this fell out

of one of them.

I was going to ask Cory about it last
night.

I just couldn't find the words or the
courage.

And then I thought I would talk to him
about it tonight after.

$20 ,000.

He deposited last week and he never told
you about it?

No.

That was the first I know about it when
I saw that.

What do you think, Joe?

If you're asking me if Corey was on the
take, knowing Corey... How well, Joe?

How well did you know him?

Did you know that he had leukemia?

He just lived a week at a time, not
knowing.

Sunday, we went to the ballgame and we
talked about splitting a box for next

season.

He just couldn't... He couldn't bear to
think of what would happen to me.

We had a small insurance policy and our
equity in our house.

And the doctors told him that...

It would take all that for him to die.

I'd explain why I went to work for Egan.

Do you think that that money had
anything to do with what happened?

It won't be hard to find out.

You tell me, Joe.

Good or bad?

Sure, Liz.

I paid Corey Boone very well for his
services, but $20 ,000, that's a little

high.

We're not talking about his services,
Mr. Egan.

We're talking about a motive for murder.

Are you suggesting blackmail,
Lieutenant?

What could anyone have on me that would
be worth that kind of money?

Well, maybe he was blackmailing somebody
else who followed him to my apartment

or lured him there, knowing I was out.

I'm afraid we've run out of string, Mr.
E. I'm going to book you.

What about the girl up in Franklin
Canyon?

I described her to your police artist.
He sketched a picture that's almost a

photograph of her. Was that just for
laughs?

It'll be on every police bulletin board
in the state. We'll release it to the

newspapers and on TV.

In the meantime, take him downstairs and
book him.

Got him, Joe.

I mean, even if the garage attendant
isn't too bright, he can still see.

And he can tell the time, too.

Want some of this? Yeah, thanks.

And he swears he saw he can drive out a
minute after Corey was killed.

20 ,000 bucks gives me what I was
looking for.

Motor. If the money came from me.

Oh, I don't know, Adam.

Maybe dumb, blind loyalty.

But I can't believe Cory Boone is on the
take.

You can prove that, Joe.

He rocked my case back in his heels.

You checked out Franklin Canyon?

Yeah. Egan led the search himself.

He found no heel off a girl's shoe.

There is no girl, Joe.

Mr. Mannix? Yeah.

Egan would like to see you.

About what?

I want to hire you, Mannix.

I'm in a bind, right?

I need a pro to get me out.

Corey always said you were a pro. You
don't hang up on your emotions. You get

the job done.

When I take a job.

Why wouldn't you take this one?

I didn't kill your friend.

Then you're not in a bind, are you?

Lieutenant Tobias will find your alibi,
girl, and you're home free.

What if she's found too late?

Then what's your moral posture?

You let an innocent man go to death row.

Lieutenant Tobias is not going to
railroad you into the death house, Egan.

He's not going to knock himself out on
my behalf.

You know I've got the crazy feeling that
this has happened to me before.

When I was a kid, I used to have a
dream.

I'd be standing alone in the crowd,
unnoticed, minding my own business.

And then suddenly, everybody would start
laughing at me.

And when they stopped laughing, they
began to beat me.

I don't know why I hadn't done anything,
but they wanted to hurt me.

And they started pelting me with rocks.

Until I was bleeding.

And I didn't know why.

Mannix, I can't shake the feeling that
my childhood nightmare is happening

now.

You're jumping the gun a little, aren't
you, Egan?

Am I?

My friends didn't call me Chuck,
Charlie.

It was always Cully.

Cully the Patsy.

All anyone had to do was point a finger
at me and I'd take the blame.

That was a long time ago.

Find her, Mannix. Find that girl for me.

Is this where it happened?

Yeah, well, there's the reservoir and
there's the maintenance house, just like

he said.

But if Egan, with an entire search
party, couldn't find anything this

what makes you think we'll do better?

Yeah, I don't know, Peggy.

I wonder if maybe that girl put the heel
in her handbag.

When did he say she had a bag?

All right, in her palm of her hands,
down the front of her dress. I don't

maybe she...

Peggy, Egan said that there were only a
couple of houses with the lights on in

the windows.

Yeah? So?

Do you see any houses?

Meaning that shoots the story down in
flames, right?

Meaning Egan could have made a mistake.
He could have brought the police to the

wrong spot this morning.

That makes our job much easier, I
suppose.

Well, why shouldn't he make a mistake?

It was late at night. He'd been driving
around a couple hours. He was tired. He

had things on his mind.

He just lost me.

Well, it's a long shot, but there's
another section of this reservoir.

Well, there you are, Peggy.

There's another reservoir.

There's another maintenance house.

And that's where he saw the lights in
the windows.

Well, come on, let's go.

Look, Joe.

Egan hasn't got you converted into a
believer, has he? I mean, are you

to buy his whole story? All I'm saying,
Peggy, is that if there was a girl, this

is where it happened.

How do we look for a grain of sand in a
desert?

One grain at a time.

Oh, that is a beautiful shoe on your
foot.

Notice how snugly they fit on the heel.

Oh, excuse me.

Yes, sir. May I help you?

I was wondering, do you handle this
particular style of shoe?

Oh, no, sir.

It's too extreme, if you know what I
mean.

None of our customers would ever... They
prefer sensible shoes.

Do you understand?

Oh, yes. Very clear.

Oh, this is not our line of... Paul,
just not our cup of tea.

Say, why don't you try a boutique?

They carry all sorts of outrageous
footwear.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Sorry, though, Ryan.

You sure?

No doubt about it. That line's an
exclusive with us.

Is there any chance you might tell me
who bought the shoe this belonged to?

Possibly. We didn't have more than a
dozen pair in the Palacio pattern.

Well, maybe this should help.

Dallas. What?

Dallas King. She's one of our regulars.

She was in here this morning before she
took her new sailboat out.

Would you have an address on her?

Yeah, Marine Arms, just across the
channel.

No argument.

Dallas King's our girl.

The apartment manager said he saw the
sketch on TV and swore it was the girl

had 13 of. His wife said he was nuts.

They got a little dollar bet going on
the outcome.

I'll buy his bet for 90 cents.

I guess.

I ought to get a helicopter report in a
couple of minutes.

Got a chopper checking every boat
between here and Catalina.

Now, Miss Dallas King is in for a little
surprise when she ties up.

Do you know what that is?

Sure do.

Who are you?

Police.

What's wrong? Something happen to
Dallas?

No, not that we know of.

You a friend of Dallas King's?

Yeah.

What's your name?

Jerry Boyes.

When did you last see her?

A couple of nights ago before I left for
New York.

Look, what's happened?

Were you by any chance with Miss Dallas
King up around the Franklin Canyon area

the night you left for New York?

Yeah.

How'd you know that?

You want to tell us about it, Mr. Boyce?

We had dinner with the guy who was a pad
up there.

Go on, go on.

On the way back down, Dallas starts a
big brouhaha about the way I looked at

another chick.

Right away, she's out of the car.

I tried to reason with her. She knew I
had to catch a plane, the little idiot.

So you just left her up there alone,
walking in the dark that time of night?

Dallas can take care of herself. Believe
it.

It must be the office.

Hello.

Yeah, this is Tobias.

What?

You sure?

Well, what are the chances?

Yeah.

Well, that figures.

Yeah, okay.

Chopper, what's up?

Well, they found Dallas's boat about ten
miles off Point Vincente upside down.

What about Dallas?

The Coast Guard's going to continue to
search for her, but they have to presume

she must be drowned.

Now what do you think?

What do you think of my chances now?

I'm Dallas King.

Max, now you can sit down.

Your boat was found ten miles off Point
Vicente. You must be a pretty strong

swimmer. I wasn't even in the water.

These gentlemen came out in their
speedboat and took me off.

And just who are these two nylon heads?

Oh, excuse me, my name's Tom and my
partner's name is Dick.

Or he's Tom and you're Dick or Harry, or
it doesn't really matter being those

aren't -your -real names, does it? You
dig.

Yeah.

They took you off your boat before it
capsized?

They capsized it. They followed me out
of the marina and waited until there was

another boat in sight.

You kidnapped her off her boat, huh?
Why?

For the bread man.

The large economy -sized loaf.

Like 250 ,000 unmarked pills.

Nothing larger than 100.

You're in the wrong bakery.

We don't think so.

You were in our apartment asking
questions.

We figure you're working for somebody
that needs this kid.

Like who?

Love, Mannix.

Pussycat.

This is not Gainesville.

Charles Egan goes to the death row
without Dallas in his corner.

You tell Egan we want a quarter of a mil
like in 24 hours.

From now.

We'll be an ordeal.

And if he won't play?

This kid's had it.

You know what happens if you go the fuzz
route?

They think Dallas is already dead.

So if her body washes up on a beach
somewhere, no big surprise.

A quarter of a million?

Well, I don't keep that much in my
mattress.

It's going to be a scramble.

I'll have to sell off securities.

Whatever I can scrape up.

24 hours isn't a lot of time.

But you can do it.

Yes.

All right, you get the money to me and
we'll be ready.

We? Yeah, Lieutenant Tobias.

Well, you haven't told the police.

Not yet, but I've got to.

Oh, you can't, Mannix.

Those men said they'd kill the girl.

That's standard operating procedure for
kidnappers. You know that.

There's no SOP this time. Dallas King is
presumed dead.

That means the risk to them is zero.

No, Mannix, please.

Do it my way. Pay them.

After we have the girl in the clear, I
don't care what you do.

I'm from Mr. Egan's office.

You are Mr. Mannix? That's right. You
got the money? Right here. In there.

Looks all right.

I was to get it to you before 8 o
'clock.

Congratulations, you made it with a
minute to spare.

Mannix.

Yeah, right, the money's here. How do I
get it to you?

Phone booth, southwest corner of Buford
and Clark.

Right.

All right.

Let's hear it here. Take out what's in
my office. Who are you working for?

City of Los Angeles, Joe.

All right, Adam, what's this all about?

You don't have any idea.

Do you?

You say you're through with Egan, but
still you go to visit him?

And you're in such a hurry to get out of
the building, you don't bother to stop

in to tell me why.

Bad manners.

Yes, and a few hours later, Egan cashes
in a quarter of a million bucks for the

blue chip securities.

Well, one of his office slaves does it
for him. Yeah, and one of those same

slaves comes to Joe Manick's place with
an attaché case, and then the lady

relieves without the case. That's right.

Okay, Joe, what gives?

A Dallas king is alive.

Sure she is.

Not really. I saw her. I talked to her.
A couple of guys I peg as boat bums are

holding her for a quarter of a million
dollars.

Well, thanks for letting me know.

Adam, I couldn't tell you. I'm the only
one that saw her. I can't prove a thing.

All I have to do is drop her in the
water and it's all over. That's the end.

Now, look, Adam, I've got the money. I'm
on my way there now. Give me a half

hour. A half hour and I'll have Dallas
King in your office. That's all. Just a

half hour. That's all. That's all it
takes to wipe me right out of the

department. Oh, thanks, Adam. I'll see
you in a half hour.

Look, I can save us both a lot of time.
The police aren't tailing me. Just give

me the instructions for the drop.

Yeah, I'm listening.

You all right?

Yeah.

Okay, now wait in my car while I deliver
the money.

Get in, Mannix.

Look, we're paying you a price. What do
you want? Less slip. Now get in.

you

like the police until I called them.
They told us there was a car on that

with a motor running.

You were supposed to be in my office
over an hour ago. What happened? I had

problems. Problems? Nothing like the
problems you would have caused me if

anything had happened to you. How'd you
get here so fast? I've been cruising the

streets monitoring police calls. Knowing
I'd be in a meat grinder someplace,

huh?

Well, Adam, I'm going to make it up to
you.

Miss Dallas King.

Meet Lieutenant Tobias.

Yes, I've seen those two men before.

Hanging around in the marina at the bar.
You know, not exactly speaking of

acquaintances.

But anyway, when they came alongside my
boat, I knew who they were.

When they brought you to my office that
night, you said you'd been up around

Franklin Canyon Reservoir on the 12th.
Yes.

You walked into someone's moving car.

Was that right?

Yes.

I had a fight with my boyfriend and I
was crying and stumbling along the dark,

feeling sorry for myself.

And suddenly there were these car lights
blinding me. Can you fix the time it

happened? As a matter of fact, I think I
can.

I must have hit my wristwatch on his
fender because when I got home, the

was broken and I noticed that it had
stopped.

You remember what time?

Just past two.

You recognize this watch?

Yes, I thought I left it in my
apartment.

You did, and that's where we found it.

And you're right.

The watch stopped at two minutes past
two.

You recognize any of these men?

Third from the right.

Where have you seen him before?

At the reservoir, two nights ago.

You prepared to state under oath that
this is the man who nearly ran you down

two minutes past two on the night of the
12th? Yes, I am.

All right, you can take him out. But
leave Mr. Egan here.

All right, let's go.

Miss Dallas King, Mr. Charles Egan.

Without overstating the case, Counselor,
I think this young lady has saved your

life.

I appreciate it, Miss King.

Believe me.

Joe.

I'll never forget your part in this.

As Corrie Boone's friend, you had every
right to turn your back on me. You won't

be sorry you didn't.

All I ever wanted was to find the man
who killed Corrie.

So do I.

Whoever he is, he's into me for a
quarter of a million.

You're still working for me until you
find him.

No. No, Mr. Egan, I'm working for Corrie
Boone now.

However, you could buy us a drink for
services rendered.

Fine. Delighted. My apartment, say, an
hour?

Well, it's been quite an evening. Thanks
for the drink. There's plenty of time,

Joe. Stick around for a little while.
Let's have one for the road.

Here you are.

To the friends you never know you have
until you need them.

I'll drink to that.

Well, being we're toasting, let's drink
to the bad things that never quite

happen. Nightmares.

To the end of a bad dream.

Never again a little boy standing in a
crowd alone, afraid.

Being stoned for something he didn't do.

That's Cully's dream.

That's right, Dallas.

That's Cully's dream.

Cully, I... Skip it, Dallas, baby.

I'm sorry.

When he started talking about your
dream, I... I thought he was dead.

I'm sorry you thought.

You're quite an operator, Egan.

Or should I call you Cully?

The whole charade with Dallas, baby, is
beautiful.

Your alibi girl couldn't just show up.

Not right off the bat.

That would have smelled like a sour
towel. Nobody would have believed you,

you made us work for it.

You made it tough to find her to close
the credibility gap.

It's too bad you went for the overkill.

Don't tell me you didn't buy it.

Oh, I bought the whole ball of wax.

Even the kidnap ploy. Now, that was
sheer genius.

Right up to the time the police showed
up to rescue us.

I haven't bought that for about a half a
second.

What I didn't buy was that anyone would
turn in a report to the police and then

not come around to see how it turned
out.

And suddenly I realized that Dallas Baby
and I were never meant to die in the

backseat of that car.

We were to be rescued in the nick of
time to save your neck.

Well, Egan, I'm afraid you've lost out.

You're covered, Mannix.

So be very careful about your moves.

Mr. Boys and Friend.

Now, you fellas looked a lot better in
your nylons.

What's it gonna be, Egan? Out the window
for Joe Mannix like it was for Corrie

Boone? No.

You and Alice are going on a moonlight
sail.

And you know how fatal her seamanship
can be.

Cully.

Cully, you wouldn't hurt me.

I'm sorry, honey.

But you're too hot to have around.

Use the service elevator. Take them
through the basement garage.

Carl, will you please?

Upstairs, Max.

Oh, uh, one question, Egan.

What piece of dirt did Corey stub his
toe on?

What did he get on you that was worth
$20 ,000 for openers?

And then shook you up enough to throw
him out the window.

Well, Corey was sick.

Wasn't long for this world.

But he was still a good private eye.

That was his big mistake.

He was going to nail me for fiddling a
few hundred grand out of a trust deal I

was handling.

So I gave him $20 ,000 to handle another
case.

A blind.

It only took him a day to pull it all
into focus, so it was...

Out the window for Corey Boone.

Well, his wife will be glad to hear he
was clean. She won't hear it from you,

Mannix.

Corey, please listen to me.

Bye, Dallas.

You get it all on tape, Adam?

Yeah, all of it.

You know how much of that you'll be able
to introduce as evidence.

Well, we may not need it.

If Dallas hears a smart girl and doesn't
want to spend all of her pretty years

in prison, that'd be a terrible waste,
don't you agree, Dallas?

He's going to kill me.

What do I owe him?

Nothing that couldn't be settled in a
small claims court.

Well, see, Adam, I'm going to stop in on
Liz Boone and tell her how this all

turned out.

All right.

Oh, Adam, I do believe you've cut this a
little thin tonight.

You will watch it next time, huh?

Yeah, okay.