Original subtitles

What are you doing, old man?

I've s-Hey, you're filling.

Hang in there.

I had that brief extra in my size and I'll let him go.

I blew it.

Believe me, mister.

Walking with me does have to stop inside.

Here's about his chicks, fast cars and guns.

Everybody freeze!

Hey, guys!

I didn't think a little champagne would be harmful to my health.

None unless you drink it by the magnet.

Alright, let's go.

Hey, it's Michael.

Hi, I'm Audrey.

We're the C.

Everything is complete except for Mike.

Where is he?

He's probably looking for a change.

It's great for our wedding, remember?

I remember.

Wow, look at the great spread in there.

Wow, well bearing, it's a charge of the catering.

Well, I better check on what it's catering.

Oh, what's this?

This is great.

I love it.

Do you have to?

Mmm, good here.

It's Singapore chicken and I'm not through with it yet.

Where's Hammer?

Hammond and Philly Brock are doing a little last minute shopping.

Philly Brock, but the Tiffany of the Five and Dime?

I see that.

What are they up to?

Don't tell me.

I may be called as a witness.

Ten years have passed since I was the best man at Pat Chambers' wedding.

I guess that gave me the honor of fighting an anniversary

gift for his wife Linda with my pal, Philly Brock.

Philly had a knack for getting anything from anybody.

The dirtiest word in his vocabulary was retail.

$600?

Hey, come on, you're kidding.

For $600, I can get two stones like this.

What do you want, Philly?

You want me to give you my store?

Okay.

For you?

$5.50.

Mm-hmm.

It's a present for the wife of a police cat.

Philly, come on.

Pat's having to go a little bit higher.

I know, but I know it's worth.

Talk to him, Mr. Hammer.

Philly, the anniversary is today.

Come on, the party has started.

Everybody's waiting.

When you make a deal?

Okay.

Okay.

It's a little flawed, but I'll tell you what I'll do.

$400.

If... if you're throwing the mountain.

You're robbing me, Philly.

You know that?

Don't make a sound, Dad.

We're here to make a pick up.

What?

I said you don't sound.

Don't anybody move.

Everybody freeze and the lady die.

They dropped the gun to let the lady go of your history pal.

On the floor now.

Freeze!

Philly, call please.

Hey!

Look out!

What are you doing, old man?

It's just... Get out of here!

Come on!

Move!

Philly!

Hang in there, Philly.

Hang in there.

Somebody call an ambulance!

This is delicious!

I have no idea Larry was such a former opponent.

Well, don't try his keys, he'll own you.

Well, uh... What is it?

Bikes been shot.

Philly too.

I'll call you.

Mike, are you all right?

Yeah.

Well, I'm not the head you listed critical.

I thought you'd still be in surgery.

I'm all right.

Philly brought someone who's fighting for his life.

You got one name right.

Connie Baxter, he was the shooter.

Or Philly.

Is he gonna make it?

I think so.

We almost lost him in the ambulance, but I think he's gonna be okay.

What about Baxter?

Graduate of Dan Amora, on parole.

Conrad Baxter?

Two brothers, Sam and Barney.

Believe me, heisting jewelry is not what they normally do.

Listen, it's not your concern because you're gonna be out of commission for a while.

Yeah.

Don't count on it.

And I won't need this.

Mike, are you sure?

Yep.

Hey, what are you doing?

You're booked for three days' bed rest.

Yeah, I'm checking out at this hotel.

The room surface is lousy.

What do you mean you're checking out?

You can't just walk out of here.

I'm in no condition to jog.

Listen, would you mind sticking around for a while?

I think Philly'd like to see a friendly face when he wakes up.

Shall I?

Copy.

Hey, look.

Philly is tough.

He's gonna make it.

You all right?

I heard myself saying words of comfort, but who was I trying to kid?

Tragedy is never all right.

There was nothing I could do about Philly, but there was plenty I could do about

Conrad back through the man who shot him,

so I doubled back to the scene of the crime.

It's a miracle more people weren't hurt.

How'd they bust through your security so easily?

Beats me.

Systems brand new.

United Federal.

Supposed to be secure.

What'd they get?

In an entire take a while, about four million.

It took every major stone.

How's Philly?

That's so good.

He's a good man, Philly.

Some high-fill response.

Yeah.

So do I.

Thanks.

I headed for home territory.

Little did I know it had been invaded.

Three creeps.

Yeah, the name's Baxter.

Connie, Sam, and Bernie.

Bernie.

Yeah, Barney.

Look, if I were a sleaze, which I am not, and I just shot someone, which I didn't,

your flop house would be the very first place I'd had for.

Yeah, three creeps.

Hey, Mike.

Hey, Johnny.

Hey, Johnny.

I'll be in an up to much trouble with a lock.

It was easy.

We all saw this stuff about Philly on television.

Figured you some help.

Mike, how's he doing?

Not too good.

So what do you got?

Nothing to put a tag on.

Baxter tries to move those stones in town.

It's going to make a lot of noise.

We got the word out on the streets.

You trolling for diamonds?

I can't afford diamonds.

Front and for the fence.

Yeah, and all the big diamond fences are here.

So he'll come here and try and unload his stuff.

None of the people I know touch him or the stones with a tire ring.

Right, so that leaves it with no place to stay and no friends.

Four million bucks will buy you a lot of friends.

That's retail.

Backs to be lucky if he gets 10%.

Diamonds get a big mark up.

Yeah, well, I'll give Baxter his mark up.

Hey, Mikey.

Be careful.

This guy's crazy.

All he cares about is chicks, fast cars, and guns.

And he used them all bad.

You must have a tough time getting insurance.

Somebody had made the bad mistake of letting Conrad Baxter out of jail.

If he had any redeeming qualities, you couldn't prove it by me.

I thought if I'd check with the parole board, I might get a leg up on it.

I'd go on to the right place.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Let me guess.

Another detective?

Well, I guess you could say that.

Well, I've sent everything over to division.

I'd like his last address, if you don't mind.

Here you are, detective.

Hammer.

My camera.

Thanks.

Wait a minute.

According to this, he hasn't reported for three weeks.

Conrad called.

He said he found work.

Yeah, he found work all right.

He put a friend of mine in the hospital.

We're not babysitters.

I admit follow-up is sometimes slow, but we

have to go with the information we're given.

You'd take the word of a scumbo like Baxter.

That's what we deal with.

They send the saints down the hall.

In case you didn't read the sign on the door,

we're in the business of rehabilitation.

Rehabilitation?

Well, you're doing a great job.

He went all the way from armed robbery to attempted murder.

I couldn't know that, could I?

No, I guess not.

Try my caseload sometime.

It'll break your back.

Baxter's just one.

I make judgment calls on 15 just like him every day.

So I missed one.

Of course your cops never do.

Did I say I was a cop?

You see?

You just missed another one.

The lady just didn't understand.

You don't rehabilitate guys like Conrad Baxter.

You ventilate them.

Until then, people like Philly keep paying.

Baxter had blasted my firing hand, but that didn't matter.

I'd get him even if I had to pull the trigger with my teeth.

I headed for the Baxter brothers' place in the Bowery, knowing there wasn't much

chance that I've left a forwarding address.

But most rats leave their nest dirty.

All I needed was the right piece of dirt.

I was ready to break through the police barrier.

Only trouble was somebody had beaten me to it.

But he didn't like being harassed by my left hand.

But under the circumstances, I had no choice.

Next time I'll knock.

Here on A&E.

Conrad Baxter's last address was a cockroach castle

where I had run into a doll who was perfume alone.

Probably cost more than the building.

Sorry.

It's not my custom to pick on cripples.

But then again, most cripples are carrying a crotch.

Not one of these.

For a lady, you have a great way with a heater.

We'll discuss my qualifications as a lady.

After a little show and pill.

First, your name.

Hammer.

Mike Hammer.

I'll do that.

First, both hands behind your head.

Hmm.

That could be you.

If you don't believe me, I have identifying Mark.

I'm sure you do.

You have quite a reputation, Mr. Hammer.

We'll discuss that later.

What's your name?

Audrey Rothmore.

United Federal.

Insurance?

No.

They pay the claim.

My company recovers the property.

Straight, 10% of the value plus expenses.

So you can afford to bust through a police barrier?

Why, I didn't say it'd stop you any.

Besides, there's really not much here anyway.

Here.

You can reload that if you want.

Thank you.

You know, the police got enough fingerprints here to fill up a file cabinet.

Connie Baxter, his brothers, and their partner.

The landlord's his Baxter skipped down on the rent about a week ago.

No.

That's against the law.

What's that?

A tailor and a histamine.

A description.

Our friend Baxter had an asthma problem.

It's in his record.

Let me see.

Sorry.

Show and tell time is over.

You're very lucky, Mr. Hammer.

Or else you're very good.

Either way.

United Federal pay you $2,000 plus, say, 3% of our fee?

Well, that's very generous, but I already have a client.

$5,000.

Believe me, Mr. Hammer.

Working with me does have its upside.

I'm sure it does.

But I only work with people I can trust.

That's why I usually work alone.

It was

going on midnight and the town was just coming

alive with the promise of after hours action.

But for the moment, there was only one place I really wanted to be.

I've seen men in battle and I've seen men in the ring.

None of them fought harder than the man in that bed.

I ain't going there for the...

I ain't going there, pal.

You're going to get better, you know that?

You just got to.

You got a lot of friends out there who...

who really care about you.

You can't let him down.

Mr. Nah.

I'm getting closer to the guy who did this.

I'm going to nail him.

But you can't give up until I do.

Okay.

Mr. Hammer.

I think that's enough.

We did find a cot for Secretary of the Nurses Lounge, so if you'd like to stay...

Thanks, thanks.

Thanks, sir.

You're Mike Hammer, aren't you?

Yes.

I'm Vera Owens.

Billy and I live in the same building.

He's told me all about you.

It's nice to meet you, Miss Owens.

Bet you didn't know Phil, they had a girlfriend.

That may be a little too strong.

Call me Vera, please.

We're not exactly an item, but he's a great...

cribbage player.

There aren't many of those around.

Phil, he's going to make it.

That's the way he is.

He wouldn't want you doing anything foolish on his account.

I know.

Look after him, won't you, Vera?

Sometimes when you need it most, sleep just won't come.

Then when it does, it comes with a vengeance.

By Celia Cookie.

Hey, come on, you're kidding.

For $600, I can get two stones like this.

Billy, call please.

Hey, look out!

Look out!

Are you doing it, old man?

It's just...

Hang in there, Billy.

Hang in there.

Somebody call an ambulance.

Yeah.

How's he?

Okay, give me 20 minutes.

I'll meet you at the light and easy.

Vitamins.

Do I drink it or wash my hair with it?

Come on, you're gonna love it.

It's good for you.

Question.

What is coming back to love more than guns and chicks?

I think I'm not in the mood.

Answer.

Cause.

Beautiful cause.

So I asked myself, what did he buy when he was flushed when he made a big score?

A convertible every time.

Where'd you get this?

DMV registration, but hold on.

You haven't heard the best part.

All of the cars that he bought were the same color.

Three of them.

Two repossessed, but get this.

All of them were wine colored convertibles.

V8 engines, milled Cleveland heads, fuel injection, the works.

And all of this is fed right into the dealer's computer.

Okay, Aussie, what's the point?

A wine colored convertible.

But his equipment was delivered to a dealer upstate last week and hours drive.

So?

The deposit was in the name Bonnie Samuels.

Bonnie.

Samu.

Get it?

Baxter's brothers.

Where do I find the dealer?

Yeah, here's your dress.

All I know is...

Baxter would buy for that car.

Yeah, maybe he will.

Thanks.

Aussie was right.

Connie Baxter had just bought a new set of wheels.

And I was there to congratulate him.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

I'll be driving.

Here on the stop?

Yeah, it's right here.

You put the stuff in the trunk.

We don't have all day.

Okay.

Baxter!

Take this.

You can't see it.

What's going on here?

What's that?

All right.

I got one, but not the one I wanted.

Conrad Baxter was still alive and crawling.

I couldn't wait to flatten him like a dead lizard on the highway.

Site.

If you had a lead on Baxter, you should have called this office.

I did, but the line was busy.

Damn it, I should have had it.

Mike, you got one of them.

No, don't be so easy on him.

He moves into the neighborhood and turns up a stiff and no leads.

Not quite.

Connie Baxter laid out cash for the car.

It means he's already been paid for the job.

The diamonds are in the hands of the guy who set him up.

Why do you think he's still hanging around the city?

To put the squeeze on whoever hired him.

Listen, if this guy's smart enough to move 4 million in stones,

he's not going to let Baxter get his hands in his pocket.

Don't count on it.

He may not even know where Baxter's hands are.

Oh, are we speaking in riddles today?

No, in my spare time, I read tea leaves.

Now if you're finished, I've got an appointment.

Well, do me a favor, William.

Make yourself available.

I've got a local sheriff, a police commissioner, and

worse off a card deal around my back, thanks to you.

I'm so sorry.

I'll have Philly Brock's in your sympathy card.

Mike, your way out base with this.

The earnings movie.

Not to try and get this guy.

No, come on.

He doesn't even know who Philly Brock is.

How are we going to work together on this?

Is that a lot of ask?

What's the book?

I had that brief Baxter in my sights and I let him go.

I blew it.

That's my bucket.

See you later.

You know,

I had a wall to kill you.

You'd be my first choice.

What?

You're a hard man to locate.

Of course, I suppose I could just follow the sound of exploding glass.

Hey, look, you came out of that alive.

You want to stay alive?

You're going to need some extra clips.

You can't load.

I can't, if I have time.

I've got a day and a half, maybe.

This is a right-handed gun.

Slide release is on the left.

The safety is on the left.

Right.

Tell me something I don't know.

I don't use the safety.

Oh, I like this.

Good shot.

You see?

Right-handed.

On a weak side draw, left-handed.

The ejection port throws the shells right back to your face.

You blink, and it bugs.

A compensator would handle all that, but you're never

going to shoot any faster than a one-arm paper hanger.

What did you learn all about this?

Faster?

I was in the gun club.

That means.

Listen, Mike, lay off Baxter for a while, will you?

Our office got a phone call today.

We have the possibility of a deal.

Baxter's already made his deal.

He paid cash for the car, front money.

You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?

No.

But I do know that a case of nerves can really blow this opportunity for me.

Just back off, will you, Mike?

Give me some time.

It's not mine to give.

We've got a friend whose time is running out.

Maybe this will buy you some.

With this?

It does the job.

Keep it.

I have a spare.

Audrey Rothmoor had asked me to back away from the case.

That you have a reason she wasn't telling me.

There was something going on I didn't like.

Or maybe it was just a full moon.

It's me.

Johnny.

You're lucky I can't draw this thing.

Tell me like a kerosene cat.

I don't like the light, okay?

Okay.

Want some coffee?

Oh, thanks.

Kiss me a week.

Johnny Baxter is not feeling too good about your killing was brother.

Smart money says he tried to find you.

Oh yeah, let him come.

If he doesn't, I'll send him an invitation myself.

Might not have to.

Kind of get himself and do girlfriend.

Yeah, you got a name?

Uh-uh.

But those seem to get us as she's classy.

Great legs, you know.

A real package.

How long they've been together?

I don't know.

A month, maybe two.

I like the friends say.

Say la gay.

Find a woman, right?

Right.

What else you got?

Sorry, it's best I can do.

Reliable, maybe.

But it's just street talk.

And you know what that's worth, right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Mike.

Yeah, well.

Mike is bad.

Philly was doing real well.

He even opened his eyes.

He's not breathing very well.

Mike, I'm afraid.

You'd better come.

Okay, I'm on my way.

Philly?

He's in trouble.

He's gone, Mike.

It lost him.

Philly's gone.

A man's alone when he's born and when he dies.

In between it's just a matter of luck.

Philly's luck had run out.

And from that day on, my life would be a little more alone.

I'll tell him.

You okay?

Yeah.

Here's to Philly.

You know, they say you don't drink a toast until it's finished.

As far as Philly is concerned, it's not finished.

Then let's put it on hold.

That was Audrey Rothmore.

She'd like for you to come by her apartment this afternoon.

Four o'clock.

She says she'll have the diamonds.

I'm on my way.

There were big questions I could never answer.

Like, why does a man like Philly Brock have to die?

But there were little questions, too.

They had to be answered quickly.

So on my way to Audrey's, I stopped by Pat Chambers office.

Pat wasn't in great shape either.

Everybody was having a difficult time.

What the hell do you mean, Barrett, and said that I wasn't being formed?

You got a homicide on my hands.

What are you personally involved?

You damn right up personally involved.

Philly Brock was a friend of mine.

Hey, this department still calls the shots.

Not a special prosecutor.

Hang on a second.

Did you approve any deal?

I didn't approve no deals.

I want Baxter.

I don't even give a damn with guarantees.

You want me to explain it?

Don't explain it.

Court me.

You got it?

What do you want, Mike?

Probably the same as you.

I'm due with Audrey Rothmore's in about 17 minutes.

Trust that, Broad.

I don't trust anybody who considers a bunch of

rocks to be more important than Philly Brock.

Tell you what, that barented to your list.

He just took ten men off the case.

Doesn't surprise me.

Mike, tell my kid I'm a cop.

It means something.

Linda knows the drill, but she knows that Philly was a friend of mine.

They cut back screws.

What am I going to tell them?

What am I going to tell myself?

You don't have to worry about it.

Baxter's not going to be around that long.

I guarantee you.

Look, Pat.

There's a woman involved in this.

Baxter's girlfriend.

I tried to find out about it through his parole officer.

I don't want him, but I came up against a stone wall.

I think she knows something.

Maybe you'll have better luck with it than I did.

Well, I'll give her a call.

Anything else?

Just this.

But it wasn't for Philly back, so it'll blow me away.

I don't have to tell you what that means.

You better get to me before I do.

Lousy anniversary, huh?

Audrey Roth marlade on top of the world.

From her place, the city was just a lot of colored lights and distant taxi horns.

I can only guess how she could afford to live that way.

I didn't like what I was guessing.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

Excuse me.

But I have to clear everything.

Oh, sure, no problem.

Thanks.

Emma, what are you doing here?

Looking for trouble.

Well, don't cause any here, please.

It's all right, Mr. Hammer's quite welcome.

Like, uh, we heard about your friend.

I'm sorry.

Thanks.

These are all company people, people that help recover the stones.

I wish you had the guy that took them.

We tried, but we were unlucky.

Incidentally, Ms. Roth more cooperated fully.

I'm sure she did.

The money was sent by a messenger.

I have four cars and ten men working in relays.

The package was dropped in a phone booth.

A blind drop?

You picked up by another messenger?

Exactly.

My men stayed with it through four exchanges.

And then we lost them in the noon hour rush.

I don't believe it.

Believe it, it cost our company a bundle.

Yeah, it cost Billy Brock his life.

How did you make contact?

No, I didn't.

It was all done through the messengers.

It was a real skime.

These things always are.

And the insurance company's quite pleased with the deal.

Are you going to arrest her?

Ms. Rothmore?

For what?

Receiving stolen property.

Listen, Hammer, I know you're upset over the death of Billy Brock.

But I have no reason to arrest this lady.

Where are the diamonds?

They're here.

Murchison is checking them against the manifest.

Murchison, what do you have for us?

It's all here.

Everything's fine.

Yeah, not everything.

I'm sorry about Philly, Mike.

I really am.

I don't like this.

The fact is, this Rothmore saved my company.

Insurance never replaces everything.

You got that right.

Miss Warren, I'm surprised I thought your caseload was breaking your back.

I didn't think a little champagne would be harmful to my health.

Not unless you drank it by the magnet.

Mr. Hammer, I nearly gave Audrey the same information I gave to you.

She seemed to think it helped with the investigation.

Mm-hmm.

Has anybody ever told you that you have great legs?

What are you getting at?

Cutting backster had a girlfriend.

Your legs fit the description perfectly.

Just another form of rehabilitation from your friendly parole board, huh?

I don't need to stand here and take this.

Hi.

Mr. Harry, sweetheart, I get a little too close to the truth.

What do you want?

I make a great cup of coffee.

We're gonna talk.

If I scream, you'll have a hell of a time explaining to the police.

Go ahead.

While we're waiting for the sirens, maybe you can tell me a few things.

Like how does Audrey fit into all this?

I have nothing to say to you.

Let me tell you about my friend, Philly Brock.

He was one of the sweetest guys in the world, and now he's dead.

If you knew about the job that Baxter was gonna pull, didn't you?

Maybe you even lined it up for him.

I don't know anything.

Except you're a suspicious bully.

Baxter's probably on his way to Canada.

No.

I killed his brother.

You won't leave the country until he settles the score.

And when he's through with me, he'll come for you and your partner.

What?

Whoever it was that asked you to hire somebody to pull an easy job for a price.

My guess is you went to your boyfriend, Baxter.

I didn't.

Who's your partner?

Whatever sickness had drawn Lazetta Warren, the Baxter was healing over.

And I was sure she really wanted to tell me what she knew.

So I kept pressing until she did.

Look, Lazetta.

Greed is an infection.

The promise of real money can get to just about anybody, even a parole officer.

Right now, you're an accessory to armed robbery and murder.

You wait too much longer, and you're not going to have a lot to bargain with.

Say I give you a name, and you get Baxter.

I'll talk to the special prosecutor.

Maybe you can make a deal.

I don't know.

Think about it.

Theater here on A&E.

You could say that Conrad Baxter's parole officer, Lazetta

Warren, had gotten somewhat beyond the call of duty.

She had slept with him, and then set him up with whoever was behind the jewelry heist.

He paid her back with a bullet.

Only this time I wasn't gonna let him get away.

The chase went on and it had gotten dark.

The backster didn't even try to lose me.

He seemed to want me on his ground.

That was okay.

I wanted him to.

Nice wheels, Baxter.

You missed your calling, though.

You will have been a great pimp.

Come on, Hammer.

Come and get it.

You got your car, you should've run.

No, you missed it.

I get out of million.

Now come on.

Who was it that I hired you out to, Baxter?

Who was gonna pay you a million?

Don't tell me you don't know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

Try like you're in trouble, pal.

No dusty up here, isn't it?

Maybe you need this.

Well,

you're still breathing.

You're dead, Hammer.

I was in the habit of picking up someone else's loose change.

But on the other hand, it's not usually diamonds.

Mike.

Excuse me.

But you look like hell.

See, the other guy, Baxter's dead.

So's Lazetta Warren.

She hired him to do the job.

Maybe you can explain these to me.

I think maybe I can.

I think you better.

You really don't trust me, do you?

I'd like to.

Give me a reason.

I don't trust you.

Hello, Ferguson.

Hannah, how'd you get out of here?

It's alright, John.

It was I who supervised the installation of security.

Remember?

It seems like your friend Connie Baxter held out on you.

Baxter, I never saw the man except for the day put a gun in my back.

That's because you're such a brave man, John.

You had Lazetta Warren set up the entire deal to hire Baxter.

That way you wouldn't risk a thing.

Zetta, that's nonsense.

Ask her.

Unfortunately, we can't.

She's dead.

Baxter killed her.

It's all over, John.

That's right, Johnny.

You know you made one big mistake.

You verified all the stones as recovered, but

there were a couple missing and you knew it.

The only reason you'd ignore two stones that size is because

you wanted the investigation ended as soon as possible.

Your other mistake?

Baxter.

He didn't count on the fact that he was even greedier than you are.

He didn't want to keep the stones for himself.

It's too bad.

You just can't find good help nowadays, can you?

Perhaps not.

You've gone, Hannah.

The stones.

Tell me something.

Why'd you do it?

You're a very rich man.

Explain it to him, Audrey.

A few hundred thousand dollars in hard currency.

That's millions in diamonds.

Enough to kill for her.

That wasn't the intention.

The thing has got out of hand.

You first, Emma.

You make a misstep.

You take her with you.

Simple accident.

You do okay, one handed.

Thanks.

Two are always better than one.

When a bad man dies, he can be replaced.

There are plenty of others standing in line.

When a good man goes, we all lose something.

Felly Brock would be missed, but never forgotten.

Meet Hitler's evil accomplice in his diabolical scheme to rule the world.

Mussolini, on an all new biography, as man when at war

we continues tonight at eight eastern line Pacific.

Now, Remington invents a fake case to get Laura next on A&A.