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Well, Lieutenant, do you still think it
was a good dip?

It's beginning to look sour.

I'd be crazy to hit the same place twice
in one week.

Well, I got enough narcotics the last
time to do crazier things than that.

I'll grab a sandwich.

Fine.

All right, Alex, you want to take that?
Okay.

Oh, wait a minute. There's still another
guy in there.

Well, he'll be out as soon as he
finishes looking at the girly book.

Give me a bag of stuff.

Hey, you're the same kid that robbed us
before.

Don't jive me, man.

Give me that gun.

Johnson, don't. Give him whatever he
wants.

I'll burn you. I swear.

You don't scare me this time, kid.

I want him alive.

Now look, he won't get far. We'll throw
a net around the area.

You get an ambulance.

Good morning.

Your coffee's already on your desk.

Okay, Peggy.

What is it?

What's what?

Well, when you show up bright and early
and cheerful as Santa Claus, and the

coffee's already made, then you're after
something.

I can't get away with anything, can I?

Well, you can try.

This is a copy of the police report on
Danny Laver.

Who? Danny Laver. The police say that he
held up a drugstore.

Yeah, I heard something about that on
the radio.

He was after narcotics, shot the
pharmacist.

Right. Why this? It sounds like an open
and shut case to me.

I know it does, but I told his wife that
you'd look at the report anyway.

Why?

She seems so vulnerable.

Okay, I'll get around to it later.

Uh, Joe.

Would you get to it now?

What's so important about now?

She's outside in the office waiting.

Okay, Peggy. Yeah, but don't call me.
I'll call you.

What do you think the case, do you
think?

I don't know, Marge.

Well, he's had 15 minutes to look at the
police report.

I know, honey.

Well, shouldn't you go in and ask him?

It's always better to wait for him to
call me.

Peggy.

There's no case to take, Peggy, period.

Oh, Joe, just talk to her, please, for
me.

Why don't you just tell her what I said,
Peggy?

Oh, Joe, she believes so hard.

Maybe she'll let go if you explain it to
her.

Marge?

Mrs. Laver?

Mr. Mannix.

How do you do?

Please, sit down.

Mrs. Laver, I'd really like to help you,
but this police report gives me no

choice. There's nothing I can do for
Danny.

He didn't do what they say he did.

Now they've got an eyewitness that saw
him shoot a man, Mrs. Laver.

And Danny also held up that drugstore a
few days earlier and got away with a

large quantity of narcotics.

Danny doesn't shoot people, Mr. Mannix.

Well, uh, what you really need is an
attorney, not a private investigator.

He didn't shoot that man, and he... And
he didn't try to rob that drugstore.

Mrs. Laver...

I know the police officer on this case.
He doesn't make mistakes. It's as simple

as that.

Danny didn't have to rob a drugstore. We
have plenty of money.

Almost $2 ,000 we have saved every week
for a year.

$1 ,920 to be exact.

Where did the money come from?

Danny's been working.

Two jobs.

We were saving for a house.

I can give you his boss's names and
their telephone numbers.

Mrs. Laver.

Did you know your husband was on drugs?

Danny hasn't used anything in more than
a year.

He couldn't have held two jobs if he
had.

This police report says he was high when
he attempted to rob that drugstore.

Well, I would have known if he were back
on drugs.

I would have known it, Mr. Mannix.

All right, Mrs. Labor, no promises.

I don't think there's anything I can do
to help, but...

I'll see what I can find out.

And you believe her, Joe?

Well, she was awfully convincing, Clay.

Did you talk to her?

What for?

You've seen the report on the case. What
can I tell you?

Who gave you the tip that labor was
going to hit that drugstore?

A reliable source.

Yeah, I guess.

He practically fell into your arms when
he came running out of that place.

How did you find that out?

I have my reliable sources.

Oh, and did you also find out that the
guy Danny Laver shot is on the critical

list?

No.

I don't get what you want, Joe.

Well, I'm not sure.

Well?

Well, for instance, why would you be
staking out a drugstore heist? I mean,

you're a detective lieutenant.

That's like a vice president to us
civilians. And vice presidents don't sit

around in cars waiting for somebody who
just might come around or then again

might not.

It was my tip.

So I went.

Say, why don't you tell Mrs. Laver to
save her money for a good attorney? She

doesn't need you.

Yeah.

Danny Laver has money in the bank. Did
you know that, Clay?

Joe. And he was off dope.

Look, we got the barely warm body of a
pharmacist in the hospital.

We got a bullet fired from a gun that
Danny Laver had in his hand when he came

running out of that drugstore high as a
kite.

And you got a witness that saw Laver
shoot the pharmacist. I know you got all

the cards.

Then drop out.

Why didn't you let Delaney shoot?

I was just talking to Delaney. I told
him you wouldn't mind.

I wanted Danny Laver alive.

My door's always open, Joe.

Look, Clay, if there's some sort of
problem with this thing, just say so.

This is no big deal.

Oh, come on, Clay. What's going on?

Oh, pardon me.

Come in, Delaney.

Is there anything else I can do for you,
Joe?

What's he doing on the case? I don't
know.

You want something?

Yeah, I was going over the file here on
Laver.

Can't find the ballistics report. Well,
it's got to be around here somewhere.

Hey, whenever you're through.

Delaney.

What we want the public to know about
this case is in the report. Do you

understand?

Anything else is to be cleared through
me.

You mean that goes for Mannix, too?

It goes for anybody.

Not in the department.

Okay, Lieutenant.

Anything else?

Yeah.

I want to be kept on the labor case.

You've got plenty to do.

Look, I'll bring him back in one piece,
if that's the way you want it.

You mean as a special favor to me,
you'll bring him in alive?

I wasn't trying to kill him.

Just trying to fire over his head so
he'd be scared to stop running.

Okay, Delaney. Thanks.

An awful thing to have happen.

And for what?

He shouldn't have tried to get the boy's
gun.

That was the same boy who got away with
the narcotics early in the week?

Yes, the same. There's no doubt about
that.

I yelled at Johnson to give him what he
wants, but... Yes, miss?

Thank you.

But... Oh, well.

Too late for buts now.

Why do you suppose Johnson didn't give
him what he wanted?

I don't know.

He did the first time.

He gave him almost everything we had,
which is exactly what I would have done.

And I told him so.

That's strange, isn't it?

Maybe he was embarrassed.

I told him a hundred times. It could
happen to anyone.

Have you ever been robbed before?

No, never.

Maybe it was just his luck.

Too bad.

He knew most of my customers by name,
just after a few weeks.

How few?

Four. To the day.

You were robbed twice during the four
weeks he was here, but never before.

Not in seven years.

Tell me, where did you find him?

Well, I advertised in a pharmacy,
General. He sent me a letter and a

He worked for a chain in Miami.

Now, wait.

You don't think that... Well, I don't
know, but... if he was on the take, he

sure got the short end.

I couldn't be so wrong.

Johnson was a nice man and a good
pharmacist.

Check him out. You'll see.

You're sure about Johnson?

Absolutely sure.

He had a reference, all right, but it
turned out to be an empty store in

The phone number?

An empty apartment.

After I checked the reference, the phone
was disconnected.

Call Mrs. Laver.

Find out if Danny was ever in Miami or
if he's got any friends there.

Still looks like he's guilty, huh?

Yeah.

That's what bothers me.

I've never seen anything fall apart so
fast and still look exactly the same.

Yes, Doctor, I'll take care of it.

Dr. Escobar, if any guest, please.

Dr. Escobar, if any guest, please.

Excuse me, this is Mr.

Johnson's room, isn't it? Yes, it is.

What can you tell me about him?

Nothing. I'm sorry, Mr. Mannix.

Order.

By the way, do you still have that
pretty secretary?

Are you fair? Yeah.

Please tell Peggy that Richard Tompkins
Jr.

says hi.

Will do, Mr. Tompkins.

Thank you.

Dr. Burroughs, please call 125 West.

Dr. Burroughs, please call 125 West, Dr.
Burroughs.

Nurse, how is the patient in 620 doing?

Mr. Johnson is off the critical list,
but his condition is still serious.

Could I see him?

No visitors.

I'm sorry.

Has his wife been by?

White?

No, no one.

Not since I've been on duty.

Maddox? Thank you, nurse.

Clay?

Hey, who's Johnson?

He's a pharmacist with a hole in him.

A sick man should have visitors to cheer
him up.

He's in very serious condition.

Come on now, a bullet wound's not a
contagious disease.

Who is he, Clay?

Mannix. Now, look, I can't possibly know
more about Johnson than you do. Why

don't you level with me?

I'll let you know when Labor's in
custody.

You'll be the first to know and the
first to talk to him.

Until then, why don't you just... Look,
I checked out that bullet -scarred

pharmacist you've got locked up down the
hall. He's a phony.

The reference he gave was an empty store
in Miami.

And I checked with the state office that
licenses pharmacists, and they never

heard of Johnson.

And I'll give you ten to one that his
name isn't Johnson either. Now, don't

me you didn't know that.

Forget it. Give it up. I can't.

The farther I go into it, the wilder it
gets. Next thing you know, I'll find out

where you fit in.

Clay, you better protect yourself.

I'm going to ride this all the way down.

What are you selling, Voted?

Advice. Stop digging into the Danny
Laver stick -up.

Oh, you've been reading my mail.

Keep your nose out, understand?

Or what?

Or I'll blow it up.

Now, why would the mob be interested in
a small -time stick -up?

You're working too hard. Take a
vacation.

Starting now.

It's sure nice to have friends who care.

I'll just make sure this stretches.

One favor deserves another.

Panic!

It's your nose.

want me off of the case.

Why?

Don't know.

I watched Johnson's hospital room for
many hours and the traffic was zero.

Including nurses?

Doctors and everybody.

It's pretty strange for a man who just
slid from critical to serious.

Maybe he's treating himself.

Mrs. Laver wasn't any help, huh?

No. You think she's telling you the
truth, Peggy?

Oh, yes, of course.

Hmm,

he's right on time.

Give my regards to Richard Tompkins, Jr.

Okay.

Oh, and Peggy, if you can find out
anything from him about Johnson, give me

call, huh?

Whatever time it happens to be.

This is going to be a social evening.

I was only kidding.

You aren't kidding and you know it.

Go on, have fun.

Thanks. Oh, Peggy, would you leave me
Mrs. Laver's phone number and address? I

thought I might... Mrs. Laver's phone
number and address are right there on

memo pad.

So it is.

I told her to expect you this evening.

You'd be by.

Oh, you did?

Mm -hmm.

I know you wouldn't be satisfied that
she didn't know anything unless you

question her.

Peggy, look, I was really kidding about
trying to find out something from

Richard Tompkins, Jr.

Unless, of course, he happens to
volunteer the information, then I think

very rude of you not to listen.

I'll do what I can.

I'll see you tomorrow.

They've been there all day long.

Same two men.

I've been afraid to go out.

That's a good idea.

And I wouldn't let anyone in either.

Okay.

What would the mob want with Danny?

They must be working for them.

No, I can't believe that.

I just can't.

I hate to dent the faith you have in
your husband, but I can't think of any

other explanation.

You haven't dented my faith, Mr. Mannix.

I asked Peggy to get a list of Danny's
friends from you.

She didn't get any.

Since we've been married, Danny's given
up his old friends.

Except for the people he works for at
the restaurant and the garage. He

have friends like you're talking about.

Nobody that would hide him from the
police.

What about relatives?

None he trusts.

I just can't believe that there'd be no
one he could turn to.

And I don't think I'd rule out his old
friends.

Well, I do.

Sorry.

I was just trying to help you.

I sound awfully sure of myself, don't I?

Yeah.

That's okay, too.

Well, maybe... Maybe it is wishful
thinking.

Danny's father lives in town.

William Laver.

I've never met him, but I don't like
him.

Because of what Danny told me about him.

You think Danny's hiding that?

No.

I don't think he'd go there if his life
depended on it, not after what his

father did to him.

But I could be wrong.

After all, he's got to hide someplace,
doesn't he?

Television, television, that's all you
do is look at television.

You can only get one channel because
you're too cheap to have it fixed.

What? Is Mr.

Laver in?

Yeah, he's here. Could I talk to him?
Come on in.

Mr. Laver?

Yeah, that's who I am.

My name is Mannix. I'm a private
investigator.

Could we talk?

Go ahead, talk.

It's about your son, Danny.

We just stopped talking.

I'm looking for Danny.

Well, he ain't here.

He ain't got brain one.

But he's smart enough not to show around
me.

Clara, give me a beer.

And you haven't seen Danny lately?

Not since he was 15 and I kicked his
rump out of here.

Kids. They grow their hair long, they
think the world owes them a living.

Clara, the beer.

One beer coming up.

Oh, what's the matter with you?

Now it's all shit. shook up.

What a dame.

Do you have any idea where Danny would
hide?

Who might take him in?

I don't know.

Why do you want him?

His wife hired me to get him out of the
trouble he's in.

Hired you, huh?

Married a rich wife, did he?

No.

Danny's actually holding down two jobs.

Well, not that it makes any difference,
but what's he done?

The police say armed robbery with
assault and battery.

His wife thinks he's innocent.

The man he shot is in the hospital.

Shot?

That's right.

You can forget about him shooting
anybody.

Why is that?

Oh, you want to know about that, huh?

First father's day present I ever got.

Pretty good, huh?

Why do you think Danny wouldn't shoot
anyone?

Because he's chicken.

Not like me, I'll tell you.

Nothing scares me.

Him?

He used to jump out of his skin if a
door shut too hard.

Why wouldn't Danny shoot a gun?

Well, when he was a little kid...

Me and him was fooling around with this
gun of mine, and it went off, and it

nicked his mother's arm.

Not Clara. She's my second mistake.

Anyways, the kid started shaking all
over and crying like a baby.

Later, I tried to get him to use a gun
again, but every time he'd get new, and

his hands would shake like he had the
DTs.

It's in his army record, too.

Just couldn't handle guns.

Well, uh, thanks.

Say, have you seen the little punk? Tell
him thanks for picking me up for 30

bucks.

I only gave you 20.

The other guy gave me 10.

What other guy?

The guy that was here before you.

And what'd you tell him?

The same as I told you.

Who was he?

I don't know what his name was.

He didn't tell me and I didn't ask.

Yeah, I know.

Clara, give me a beer.

Graham, submitting test, please. Dr.
Graham.

Sounded urgent.

The boss sent me right out.

It is.

You found Danny Laver? No, but I found
his old man. He says Danny couldn't

anybody.

But the drugstore, the guy was shot.

Wasn't he?

Maybe.

Or maybe he's gonna get shot.

What's going on?

Shut up. Move.

Room 620.

Dr. Granville, please call the operator.

Dr. Granville. Just a minute. Nobody
goes in there.

Who are you kidding? I dropped off fresh
linen yesterday.

That was yesterday. I've got orders.
Nobody goes in.

Well, what'll we do with them?

You're done.

I'm the relief man.

Hey, let me have your wallet.

Now, two -finger.

That's right. Now, hand it over. Throw
it over here.

You got personnel?

Yeah, have you got a Claude Travis
working here?

Yeah, I'll wait.

Okay. No, no, that's fine.

Okay, Travis.

I'm sorry.

It's all yours.

Throw it over here on the bed, friend.

Easy.

Why are you playing like you're shot?

Hey, you're in the wrong room.

You want to take the fall playing dumb?
That's okay with me.

Look, I'm just taking orders.

They don't tell me why.

Where's Danny Laver?

I don't know what you're talking about.

We'll find him.

In the closet.

I have my instructions, Mr. Mannix. I'm
sorry.

If Johnson is in no trouble, what
happened to his police guard?

I don't know.

I think you'd better wait right here.

Thank you.

Don't.

We're not supposed to kill him.

They'll be all over here looking for us.

The pharmacist is a fake.

A cop.

The whole thing's a setup.

Hey, take it easy.

Why didn't you call me instead of doing
it all yourself?

Because I didn't trust you anymore.

Yeah.

Well, you probably saved the lives of my
men.

Johnson here is one of my boys. He works
in the pathology lab.

You see, part of the robbery was planned
and part of it wasn't.

You mean the part where Danny ran away?

Yeah.

We staged the whole stick -up.

Johnson here pretended to be shot.

The drugstore owner didn't know anything
about him except for the fake

references that we worked up.

So Danny, who used to be an addict,
knocks over a drugstore for the

He pretends to shoot Johnson, he's
caught, and you put him away without

as long as you want.

Why, the mob?

Yeah, you see, Danny used to work as a
liaison man and courier for them on the

north side.

Well, he got married and wanted to go
straight, so he agreed to tell us

everything. Names, places, amounts.

You see, the idea was that Danny was
going to give us the information while

mob believed he just went back on drugs,
knocked over a drugstore, and shot a

guy. Except the last minute he ran.

Yeah, he panicked.

Maybe he changed his mind, I don't know,
but he almost got himself shot.

I wonder why he ran.

I mean, he had it made.

Hello?

Yeah, this is Lockwood.

Patch him through to me, will you?

This is Delaney at the labor place.

Well, ask him if the mob is still
watching her place.

Anything happening at the Laver place?

Nothing yet.

Anything on the wiretap?

Nope.

Listen, Mannix tells me the mob's got
Mrs. Laver's place staked out, too.

Well, that's news to me, but I'll check
it out.

All right, you keep your eyes open.

I want Danny Laver.

Okay, Lieutenant, okay.

We'd better find Danny before they do,
now that they know Johnson is a shill.

Yeah, well, the problem is that
Delaney's checked out all the guys that

used to hang in with, and the girls,
going back five or six years.

I saw the report.

He's got no place to hide but the
streets.

Never mind me. How are you?

Fine, fine.

Everybody's looking for you, Danny.
Everybody.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

I've got someone who's trying to help
you.

He's a private investigator. His name is
Mannix.

But he says he's got to see you.

I need somebody that I can level with.

Oh, Danny, I know you didn't do what
they say you did.

Oh, baby.

I knew they couldn't snow you.

Now, listen.

The thing I miss most, besides you,
Marge, is your home cooking.

My home cooking?

Especially your wine, Marge.

Danny. Don't say anything more, baby.

Do you understand?

I'll bet you wish you never met me,
right?

You wish you were back being single,
right?

I understand, Danny.

Oh, yeah. Gotta go.

I love you.

I love you.

She just heard from him. Do something.

Fast.

Who is it?

Delivery Express.

Pack it for you.

Oh, all right.

I can't get it through there, ma 'am.

Now, Mrs. Laver, if you'll just let me
know where I can find Danny, everything

will be fine.

No.

Danny McIslaver.

Where is he?

No.

Please. I really wouldn't want to hurt
you.

Really.

across the street. Now, how could it
happen?

Well, I just never figured anyone would
want to get at her.

Just looked like a guy delivering a
package.

All right.

I want a man outside her door till this
thing is over. Do you understand?

Yes, sir.

How bad is she?

Yeah, she's had a pretty rough going
over.

Why isn't she in the hospital?

She refused to go.

Wants to be here when Danny gets home.

But the doc says she'll be all right.

Look, I like... Listen, she got a phone
call from him.

Now, I've listened to that tape 20
times.

He tipped her to where he's hiding, but
she's the only one that knows how to

decipher it.

I tried... Look, she won't tell me
anything.

Can I talk to her?

Oh, Marge, I'm really sorry this
happened.

Well, I didn't tell them anything, Mr.
Mannix.

I know.

He just... He kept hitting me.

But I didn't tell him.

Where's Danny?

Before we were married, we... We used to
meet.

Secretly at night.

In an abandoned winery.

Where is it?

You won't let them hurt him?

No.

Now, where's the winery?

All right, Joe.

Where is he?

Look, after what happened, she doesn't
trust anybody.

Now listen, Joe.

Sorry, Clay.

Danny?

Danny?

Danny?

Danny?

Who are you?

Why didn't March come, too?

She got roughed up a little, Danny.

Is she hurt?

No, take it easy. She'll be all right.
Who did it?

The mob.

They wanted her to tell where you were.

She didn't do it.

She's too much.

She's just too much.

Danny, why did you run after the holdup?

If I hadn't, that would have been the
end.

It was a frame -up, but...

I was the guy that was getting framed.

See, I recognize one of the cops.

He works for the mob.

And as far as I know, they all might...
Which cop?

I don't know his name, but I've seen him
a lot. I know he's on the take.

He was with Lieutenant Lockwood, that
young cop.

He's about 45, and he never smiled.

Delaney.

What's the difference?

The cops can't protect me now. How do
you think you...

Drop and vote it.

Danny!

Don't do it, Danny.

That's the cop I was telling you about.

Danny, lead him to the police. The
police? How many more cops are like him?

In this case, Danny, he's the only one.

When did you first suspect him?

Oh, I was suspicious of Delaney when I
sent him to tell you.

Since he was the one that tapped the
phone and he was the only one that could

have let anybody know.

You were using us as bait, huh?

No, Delaney was being followed by a man
from Internal Affairs who was in

constant radio contact.

You know you could have trusted me,
Clay?

Look, Joe, I don't think up these plans.
I'm just stuck with trying to make them

work.

And you almost fouled him up.

Oh, well, look, I'm sorry if I pushed so
hard, but I was beginning to have my

doubts about everything.

Well, that's all right.

No hard feelings.

No hard feelings.