All language subtitles for Cannon - S01e24 - Murder By Moonlight

( upbeat theme playing )

Hey, uh, Number 3 stop
here? -Yeah, this is it.

Hey, what do you guys learn
in this college anyway?

Let's have a look.
What are you doing?

I just wanna see what the boys
are learning in college these days.

Sorry. I'll miss my bus.

Well, now, we wouldn't
wanna make you miss your bus.

Hey, what are you doing? It's mine.

Let's go, schoolboy.

( sighs )

( dramatic theme playing )

( gunshot over TV )

( gunshot over TV )

( action theme playing over TV )

Mr. Flatel. Hmm?

A couple of guys at the bus
stop, they tried to grab the book.

Couple of what guys. Who?

Two guys. I don't know who.

They look inside the book?
No. I didn't let them.

Good.

Good? It wasn't too good for me.

Come on, Mr. Flatel,
what's going on?

Well, what's going on is that you
are a very fortunate young man.

You have the benefit of
an enlightened penal system

with a study-release program.

So a convict can go to
college, get a degree,

make something of himself.

Very fortunate for you, Mike.

Naturally, this program is
only for the model prisoner.

You know what I mean?

I don't get into trouble.

You could very easily.

Someone starts a hassle, and
six witnesses frame you for it.

But I run this place,

and I see it don't happen to you.

Okay. Here we go.

Don't sweat it, kid.

I'll find out all about
those bus stop twins.

Suppose you don't.

The next time those two hoods
catch me, maybe they'll kill me.

Or some cop comes along and
busts me out of the study program.

I'm telling you the truth
that I don't care which.

What are you trying
to say to me, kid?

You could get yourself
another mailman.

You don't know what
happens to the old ones.

( dramatic theme playing )

Let him go, Swede.

( gurgling )

He's got no time to horse around.

You gotta study, right, kid?

( upbeat theme playing )

ANNOUNCER:

Starring William Conrad.

With guest stars:

Burr DeBenning, Julie Gregg,

Lin McCarthy,

Frank Marth, Lloyd Gough,

and special guest
starMitchell Ryan.

ANNOUNCER:

( upbeat theme playing )

There you are.

It would be an old story except the
study-release program is brand new.

Takes a kid with a genuine
hunger to straighten out his life.

But there's always some old vulture of
a con that's gonna use him if he can.

Use him how? -As a courier.

Smuggle things in, or out.

Whatever can be picked up or dropped
between the campus and prison.

From information to narcotics.

How do you know this, Mr. Anders? -I've
been a criminal lawyer for 20 years.

I know something about
crime and criminals.

Yes, I'm aware of your
reputation, counselor,

but my question to
you was how do you know

your son is involved
in this sort of thing?

It's not what I know for a fact,

it's what I'm afraid of.

Cannon, my son is no
hard-core recidivist.

This is a kid who made one mistake.

Grand theft. Auto.

Now he's so straight he's making
straight A's at the university.

Do you have anything specific?

Well, Mike has an apartment
near the university.

Not in his own name, of course.

The leasee is one R.J. Smith.

But Mike is the
only one who uses it.

Now, that takes money.

Where does it come
from? -Not from you?

He won't accept money
from me. Or anything else.

Offered him the use
of my own apartment.

Offered him the use of a
house on University Drive.

Belongs to a client of
mine who's living in Europe.

I made these offers by mail.

Never got an answer.
- Do you know why?

Divorce.

His mother talked.

Well, convinced him I was a monster.

She died.

He didn't he even keep
my name, he took hers.

Par.

Michael Par.

( dramatic theme playing )

Uh, can I have a burrito, please?

( engine starts )

( car starts )

( engine starts )

( inaudible dialogue )

( dramatic theme playing )

William P. Fenner.

He's a hard-core recidivist
of the classic mold.

What have you got?

I just saw the creep, that's all.

What have you got? -Just
what you asked me for.

This girl you picked
out. -Marilyn Trent?

What did she do?

Two years for shoplifting.

Oh, my goodness. Heh.

I just saw the no smoking sign.

I forgot you don't
smoke on these things.

Guess you're not used to
riding busses very often.

Yeah, that's a pretty
sound deduction.

But then your father
said you were bright.

Oh, that's all right. Uh...

A bus is a very safe place
to have a conversation

off the record.

What are you supposed to be?

Heh. Well, I'm supposed to
be a private investigator.

My name is Frank Cannon.

Sure, I'm...

I'm really gonna let my
father's man investigate me, huh?

Well, I've already done a
little investigating, Mike.

Enough to find out that
you could use some help.

And that's part of my job.

Keep it.

Tell my father he can keep his help.

You know.

He's very hurt because you
won't accept anything from him,

even the use of the
house on University Drive.

But then maybe you
didn't get the letter.

I got it.

I don't need a house. -Oh.

Then why do you need the apartment?

Yeah, the apartment.

Uh, it says R.J.
Smith on the nameplate.

I use it.

I use it to study
between classes. -Oh.

What does Marilyn use it for?

It is Marilyn, isn't it?

That's the girl who comes to your
apartment when you're not there

and stays for about
five minutes. Marilyn...

Trent, isn't it?

Listen, you tell my father, if he
doesn't let her alone, I'll get to him.

Whatever he's trying to
do to me, that's all right.

But you let Marilyn alone.

You look like a bad embalming job.

You get hit again?

No. But... What? What,
what, what? Come on.

A guy on the bus put the arm on me.

He's a private detective.
- Who hired him? -My father.

My father thinks I'm
in some kind of trouble.

I'm scared.

To tell you the truth, Mr. Flatel,

I'm scared he'll find
out something's going on.

This, uh, guy on
the bus have a name?

Cannon.

He knows all about the apartment.

Oh, yeah?

What else does he know about?

Nothing else, I guess.

Well, uh, you better go study.

We don't want you getting
kicked out of school, right?

It's a hijack.

Someone's setting
us up for a hijack.

First time, I wasn't
sure. But twice?

He's telling the truth.

Well, do you want me
to lean on him and see?

You stupid bum.

You're getting out
in a couple of days.

They catch you leaning on somebody,
they slap you back in maximum.

When you get out, I'll
tell you who to lean on.

Well, you think this, uh,
Cannon guy's in on the hijack?

Who knows?

What's a private detective
do for a living nowadays?

There's no more divorce business.

( dramatic theme playing )

Don't worry about Cannon, kid.

I'll see he doesn't
bother you anymore.

( suspenseful theme playing )

I said in my report to the police
that I have a lot of enemies,

that they came with the territory.

And in a way, that's true.

But I must say to you that I
believe your son is in deep trouble.

What do you advise?

I don't know.

The girl, Marilyn Trent, is
working for an organization

called Stonehurst Enterprises.

That name mean anything to you?

Stonehurst.

Yes, they're registered as a
Nevada land development company,

but they're believed to be the
front for a group of eastern gamblers

who have their fingers
in the Las Vegas skin.

How did you know that?

Oh, I have a source.

In the Attorney General's office.

What's your source?

Twenty years in criminal law.

Gamblers are entitled
to be defended too.

Do you have any idea who's behind

the Stonehurst Enterprises,
any specific name?

No, I'm sorry, I don't.

Why don't you try to find
out from your sources?

All right.

Okay, counselor.

I'll try it my way, and you
try it your way. All right?

They said it was my lawyer.

I said, "Possibly, your new lawyer."

Not your lawyer of record.

That was the quickest way
I could get to see you.

Henry Anders could
be my lawyer anytime.

Glad to meet you, Mr. Anders.

I understand you've already
met my son, Mike Par.

I didn't know.

That's understandable.

But it's also beside the point.

I know what you've got my son into.

I want you to let him off the hook.

I've got no statement
to make to you.

Right. If I were your
lawyer, I'd sure advise you.

But I'd also advise you
to shut up and listen.

I understand your position.

I know you're afraid to
let anybody off the hook.

You're afraid that
someday they'll turn up

as witnesses against you.

Now, let me explain
to you what will happen

if you don't let
my son off the hook.

I'm listening.

I'll hang you, Flatel.

I know that Stonehurst
Enterprises is you.

I know the gambling
skim goes to you.

And know that who they murder from
time to time is ordered by you.

I know you're still running
the operation from here.

Bringing your skim out
regularly and salting it away.

Directing the whole
thing by couriers.

Like my son.

I'll pin it on you, Flatel.

Counselor, even if I had any
idea what you were talking about,

I wouldn't believe that
a lawyer would break

the whole confidential thing
that lawyers have with clients.

Confidentiality won't stop me.

Or thoughts about those
clients, or even about myself.

I don't give a damn.

This is for my son.

( door opens )

What's up?

Now, wait a minute. Did,
uh, Mr. Flatel send you?

Let me talk to him.

( man whistling ) Hey, what's that?

What's going on here? -He's sick.

Yeah. He's, uh, studying too much.

He just keeled over.

You. What happened?

I don't know.

Just sick.

( doorbell rings )

Coming.

( doorbell rings )

Just a moment. Coming.

Oh, hello.

Nice to meet you, Miss Trent.

Mike told me that
you know all about me.

Well, not all. Not
all by a long way.

Won't you come in, please?

Won't you sit down?

Now, what can I do for you?

Do you know where Mike is? Why?

Because he isn't where
he's supposed to be.

We had a lunch date.
He didn't show up.

So I went to his 2:00
class. He wasn't there.

And his 3:00 class.

Maybe he's sick.

But I can't call the
prison and ask them.

Because what if he isn't?

So I thought of you.

And what if I do tell
you where Mike is?

Will you run and
tell John J. Flatel?

No, I wouldn't tell anybody.
I'd just go to Mike if I could.

What would you do for Mike?

Anything you say.

Well, you can start by
telling me the truth.

Now, the Attorney General's
office tells me that

they believe that John J.
Flatel is Stonehurst Enterprises.

( sighs )

All right. I work for John Flatel.

Maybe you would too if
you were out on parole

and he put it to you: "Do the job
or get framed with some violation

and go back to the joint."

And your job is delivering
messages from Mike's apartment

to Stonehurst office, is that right?

Yes.

Does Mike know? -No.

That was the reason to use
the apartment as a drop,

so Mike's information
would stop there.

You have to understand
how it is with us.

I met Mike when I left
the apartment a little late

and he got back a little early,

and we almost bumped
into each other outside.

So I did a lot of
smiling to cover up.

And then after awhile,
when we could see

something was really
happening between us...

Mike is very honest.

He told me he was on
this prison study program.

So birds of the feather, I
told him I was out on parole.

Why should I tell
him I work for Flatel?

It wouldn't do any good, and
it might get us both killed.

Tell me about Willy Fenner. -Who?

You talked to two men
in the Stonehurst office.

Oh, those two hoods.

They said they'd pay me for any
information I could tell them

on Flatel's operation.

I told them to get lost.

Even if I knew anything,
I wouldn't dare.

Mr. Cannon, do you believe
one word I'm saying?

So you wanna see Michael Par?

Well, if it can be arranged.

I know it's after-hours, warden, but
his father is very concerned about him.

Well, it can't be arranged.

The hour has nothing to do with it.

He left this morning as
usual to attend the university

but he didn't attend
any of his classes.

It's well past his check-in
time and no sign of him.

And I'm standing
and talking with you

and I should be notifying
the police to pick him up.

Look, uh, warden. Do you...?

Do you have to make
that call right now?

Do you think I want to?

I put my career on the line to
back this study-release program.

I believe in it.

Because it's the
only kind of program

that can genuinely
rehabilitate a criminal.

Gets inside the man's mind,
it changes his personality.

But you've got to pick the kind
of men who really want to change.

Surely warden, you have
some discretionary power

about a matter like this.

Maybe just enough to let
me hold off until morning.

( dramatic theme playing )

( gasps )

Mike. Mike.

Let's get out of the light.

Oh, Mike. Where have you been?

Running.

Now, listen. Last night,
they tried to kill me.

And if I go back to the joint,
they're going to finish the job. Who?

There's a big man inside. Flatel.

He made me work for
him. I didn't tell you.

You didn't have to tell me.

Who do you think gets into your
apartment and picks up the messages?

Don't run away from me, Mike.

I'm not.

I'm not.

You're on parole.

He got to you the
same as he got to me.

The same as he gets to everybody.

Mike.

Call Cannon, that detective.

Call him. -I'm calling nobody.

I'm getting out of L.A.
just as fast as I can.

But he said he'd try to help you.

Nobody can help me. He can't.

The minute I go back there,
there's a hundred cons

ready to kill me just so they
can tell Flatel they did it.

Now, you've been inside.

Don't you know that?

Yes, I do know.

What do you wanna do now?

I got no money.

I got no car.

Will you let me have yours?

Is that all you want of me?

( dramatic theme playing )

( dramatic theme playing )

We got a statement from
one of the neighbors.

Mike Par was seen entering the apartment
around the middle of the afternoon.

Anything on the time
Henry Anders died?

Well, the preliminary
estimate is for 3 p. m.,

which means that father and
son were both in the same place

at around the same time.

And the son's fingerprints
are all over the murder weapon,

and the son has disappeared.

And then you tell me that he had
a big hate on for the old man.

Well, that's hearsay. Not
admissible as evidence.

Now, now, come on, Frank.
We have a strong case.

Now, admit it.

I'll admit it may be a strong case,
but it also may be a wrong case.

Well, now, what's your
interest at this point?

Your client is dead.

I got paid in advance.

( suspenseful theme playing )

MAN (over radio ): The body of Henry
Anders,prominent criminal lawyer,

was found last night
in the Westwood apartment

of his estranged son,
an escaped convict.

A police search is
underwayfor the son,

Michael Par,
believed to be traveling

with his girlfriend,
Marilyn Trent.

And now,on the
international scene...

( radio clicks off )

I didn't know.

I didn't know and I didn't do it.

I swear to you, I didn't do it.

I haven't seen my
father since my trial.

Mike, did you hear
that they know about me?

I know.

It means that every
cop in a four-state area

is gonna have your license
number in his little book.

It's like we're
sitting in a time bomb.

Yes. Thank you.

You were right.

Henry Anders was here the
day before he was killed.

Visiting John J. Flatel.

Are you asking me or telling me?

But you're correct.

He did see Flatel.

Look, warden. Don't you see?

Maybe that means that Mike
didn't kill his father.

Maybe it means that there was somebody
else that was sufficiently motivated.

Not Flatel.

Well, why not Flatel?

He had a pretty good
alibi, sitting in prison.

Well, that hasn't kept him from
doing a lot of other things.

For example, he is the head of a
thing called Stonehurst Enterprises,

which is a front for
a gambling combine.

Well, what's this
got to do with Anders?

Maybe Anders got a step ahead of me.

I told him about
Stonehurst Enterprises.

You know, with his vast
experience in criminal law,

he had to have know
that Flatel was the boss.

Now, look, why else
would Anders come here

if not to threaten Flatel?

And how would Flatel
respond to that threat?

If not with murder?

But Anders was killed the next day.

How could Flatel arrange it so fast?

Oh, warden, you run
a big prison here.

I'd be willing to
bet you release men

every day of the year.

Check the day book, please.

Who was released yesterday
or the day before?

Yes.

Yes.

Anybody else?

Thank you.

Three went out yesterday.

One was Swede Baston, a Flatel man.

Yeah.

( dramatic theme playing )

( rattling )

( window opens )

( door unlocks )

If you don't like it, neither do I.

I never liked anything
that came from my father.

Well, maybe you were wrong.

This is good.

The place your father
was always offering you.

Nobody's gonna look for us here.

So why are you
shivering? -I'm cold.

Look, this is only
good for a little while.

We've gotta get out.

We've gotta get some
money, get a car,

so we can get out right
now. Come on love, hold on.

Wait a minute.

Uh, I think I know a way.

There's a man. His name is Willy.

He gave me the name of a bar and
grill where I could reach him.

( dramatic theme playing )

These are the guys that tried
to grab me at the bus stop.

So what? So that time we had
to act like a couple of hoods.

This time, you're ready to do
business, so we're ready to pay, huh?

How much?

Fifteen hundred dollars for a current
message, but it's got to be current.

You bring your notebook with you?

I brought a page from the notebook.

It's the page with
the message on it.

I tore it out just the
day before yesterday,

so it's gotta be the
current one, okay?

You've gotta pay 2.000.

All right. Tell us what
it means, maybe we will.

You mean, decode it?

I can't do that.

Well, what about her, huh?

I can't do it either.

We don't know the code. Hey, look,

the deal was for the message, not the
code, so let's don't have any funny stu...

Oh! ( gasps )

I see we still gotta act
like a couple of hoods, huh?

Now you get busy on that message.

I'm telling you that I can't do it.

I'm not interested in
what you're telling me.

I just wanna know if you're
gonna translate that message

before or after she gets it, huh?

( dramatic theme playing )

Oh, Frank. Art Digs.

We just got word from Gaviota.

The girl's car was
found off 101, abandoned.

Now, a couple fitting
their description

reportedly got on
a bus headed south.

South? Back into town?

That's right.

Do you know where they
might try to hide out here?

Well, not offhand.
I'll think about it.

Okay.

( dramatic theme playing )

MARILYN: Stop it, please!

Please, he can't do
it. He doesn't know how.

Stop it. Stop it!

( Marilyn screams )

( gunfire )

Here. Go after him.

See if you can catch
a license number.

( tires screeching )

Ah. Never mind.

I can smell the rubber
burning from here.

Well...

I guess we better go
report this to the police.

Mr. Cannon.

Now, you really don't think I'm going
anywhere near the police, do you?

Well, I thought that's why you
came back home, to give yourself up.

Am I right, dear?

No, you're wrong.

I'm not going, and
you're not taking me.

Well, I know I'm not taking you.

Not with you standing there
holding my gun in your hand.

It was a mistake giving it to me.

Yeah.

I think maybe I was a little anxious

in trying to get that
license number, huh?

Let me tell you something, Mike.

I know who both of those men were.

Willy Fenner and Eddie Grack.

And I'll have them broken
on a felonious assault charge

when I get around to it.

But why would I want
their license number, huh?

Well, what do you want?
- I'll tell you what I want.

I wanna be able to say under oath
that Mike surrendered voluntarily,

with no coercion whatsoever.

And you better want
that too, Marilyn,

because it's the only chance you two
have for any kind of a life together.

What chance do we have
anyway? He's up for murder.

Do you think Mike would
kill his father? -No.

Neither do I.

I think Flatel had it done
and Swede set up the contract.

And you can prove that,
I suppose? -No. Not yet.

I'm gonna need some
help. -Nobody can help!

Nobody heard what Flatel
said to Swede in the joint.

Nobody can testify what Swede set
up with some professional killer.

How could you ever
bust a case like this?

May I?

Were there any other messages
like this in your notebook?

No, Flatel tore those pages out.

Do you have any copies
of the messages? -No.

But I can remember a lot of the
number groups, if that's any good.

Good. The more samples of the code
we have, the easier it is to crack it.

And the more you two can tell the
police about Flatel's operation,

the better the chances
of making the case.

Yet you admit it's only a chance.

Yes. And you're gonna take it.

Because you're not just one person.

You're a whole program that's
gonna help an awful lot of people.

Study, release.

It's something new, something risky.

Now, they say that it gets into
a man's mind and it changes him.

If it's changed you, Mike, this
is your one chance to prove it.

You know, once upon a time,

we had simple ciphers to deal with.

A stood for, uh, G.

B stood for W, and so forth.

But now we have number ciphers.

Ten digits standing for
26 letters of the alphabet.

So obviously...

Crooks are getting harder to catch.

Precisely.

There are so many
possible permutations

and combinations that it would
take a team of cryptographers

a year to try them all.

A computer does it in an hour.

"Delivering one mil plus
on 12, 1700, Mercer."

That's a million dollars.

That's a pretty heavy skim.

Hmm.

Twelve, 1700.

Well, that's gotta mean,
uh, 5 p. m. on the 12th.

That's today, isn't
it? -That's right.

But who's Mercer?

( dramatic theme playing )

( horn honks )

There's a vehicle approaching.

( over radio ):
Moving southwest.

All right, keep me informed.

Vehicle is an ambulance.

Okay. Ambulance gone past.

Uh, there's a single-engine
airplane approaching.

Could be headed for the strip.

( action theme playing )

Automobile approaching.

Coming your way.

Police officers.

Drop your guns and do not move.

( gunfire )

All right. Come on back here.

You get out.

Hold it right there.

All right, take him.

Are you all right? I don't know.

First time I've ever been
hit by a million dollars plus.

You better take it easy, Swede, you're
gonna rub the skin right off your wrists.

Hey, Frank. How about that for
getting caught red-handed, huh?

( men yelling over TV )

( TV clicks off )

Hey, who do you think you are?

I'm Frank Cannon. I got
special permission to see you.

Because I don't have a badge,
I can tell you certain things.

-Like?

Like, you're wiped out, Flatel.

They've already grabbed your skim money
and they grabbed your man Swede too.

And he's scared. He's already put the
finger on you for the murder of Anders.

And he's already named your hit men.

He's lying.

Oh, I think Swede's testimony will be
corroborated by a witness, like Mike.

So let's face it. You're wiped out.

Flatel.

I'm gonna put you in
isolation over night.

In the morning, you'll be
taken to court to be arraigned.

You'll be advised of
your rights at that time.

Let's go.

You haven't got time
for that, Mr. Flatel.

No horsing around,
you said so yourself.

I've gotta spend my time studying.

( dramatic theme playing )

Mr. Cannon, do you think
that there's any chance

they'll let Mike go
on with study-release?

Oh, why not?

He came back voluntarily, didn't he?

And I think the parole board
is gonna look very favorably

on his application next month.

Oh, wouldn't that be something?

To see Mike step up
and receive his diploma

and not have to go back
to prison that night.

( chuckles )

Well, I don't know.

He may start to go back
from force of habit.

( laughs )

Or do you think there's somebody
around that might stop him?

( upbeat theme playing )

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