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(exciting music)

- You're going back with me.

- Frank, I don't want anything from you.

- That little incident on the beach tonight

is gonna cost you another 10,000 dollars.

- Yes, he's a friend.

- A separate room type of friend.

? I've got feelings

(suspenseful music)

- Have you ever been in love?

- Yes.

(waves crashing)

- Hold up, police!

- No, Crowley!

He's mine.

(sirens)

(dramatic music)

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(suspenseful music)

(man on radio speaking Spanish)

(muffled gunshot)

- Thank you.

- Aren't we gonna order something?

I'm starved!

- Unless you can order and eat in five minutes.

And in this place

it takes the waitress five minutes to find the menu.

- Well, I'm hungry enough to try.

Hi fellas.

- Jeez, I can't take you any place.

- Bill, they're marines.

You remember what it was like, don't you?

- Remember?

Are you kidding?

I'm the only guy on our ship who had pimples.

- I don't believe that.

Can't we at least order something to go?

I'm so hungry.

- No, and drink your coffee, we gotta go.

- Flight's due and I'll get the coffee.

64 cents for two coffees?

Can you get the tip?

- Semper Fidelis fellas.

How come I never heard of this Lambkee?

- Frank Lambkee, you've heard of him.

- I don't think I've been

keeping up on my intelligence bulletins.

- No, no, this guy's over the hill.

He did 10 years joint time on an income tax beef.

- Uh-huh.

- I don't know, I guess he got out about three years ago.

- So why the big effort?

- There's no big effort.

It's just you and me, sweetheart.

- That's because Pete and Joe are smarter than we are.

- How can they be smarter, I'm a sergeant?

- Because they don't answer their phone on their day off.

- Wait a minute.

- What?

- That's Donald Lance.

- [Pepper] You know him?

- [Bill] Sure, so do you.

- No, I don't think so.

- Sure, this guy was working Intelligence

when you came into CCU.

Well, maybe not.

It's just about the time he quit.

- Yeah, I don't think so.

- He's been working as a private investigator.

- Bugging device was found.

Bugging what, I wonder.

- There he is.

That's our boy Lambkee.

- [PA] Flight 419 from Trenton, New Jersey,

now arriving at gate 15.

(sighs)

(people chattering)

(birdsong)

- Any problems?

- Nope.

I'd say everything's just fine.

- All right, take it to my room.

Hey, come on, Sally!

Let's play, huh?

(tires screeching)

(door slamming)

- Been a long time since I had a steak here.

Fifteen years to be exact.

You know, I didn't know the place would still be here,

what with all the freeways they're building and all.

- You had me drive 40 miles so you could eat here

at this place?

- You know that's what's wrong

with you younger people, Vinny,

too interested in exterior things.

Clothes, cars.

It's what you can't see, what's on the inside that counts.

- (scoffs) Well, I don't blame him for stopping here.

It's a great seafood restaurant.

(piano music)

- Uh, listen, I'm gonna go to the john.

Will you order for me?

A New York medium, salad, no potato, and coffee.

- Ah, no coffee, bad for the nerves.

Try the milk.

- What?

You sound like a TV commercial.

Okay, make it milk.

We should be there in about an hour.

- He make any contacts yet?

- No, not yet.

But he will.

- Well, keep in touch.

Things could get a little tight.

- You're telling me.

(Bill whistles)

- I'll say one thing for the gentleman.

He sure picks nice places.

- Yeah, but what does he pick them for?

That's the key question.

- Mm-hmm.

Well as long as there's good food.

- So this is why you...

- She hasn't changed a bit, has she?

- It's been a long time, Frank.

Leave her alone, you can only cause her problems.

- Vinny, mind your own business.

Stick to tennis.

(birdsong)

- They're registering.

- Mm-hmm.

She's beautiful.

- Miss Tracy Conners, sensational.

- I saw her once at the Grove,

about five, six years ago.

She's great.

I have a couple of questions.

- Yeah, shoot.

- One: Who is Lambkee's handsome friend?

- Handsome?

- Two: What are they doing here,

and Three: What do we do now?

- Your first two questions, I don't know,

maybe we'll find out.

To number three...

Now you know why we brought our luggage.

We're checking in.

- Separate rooms this time, please.

- Honey, I'm just trying to keep down expenses.

Besides, what if my shoulder goes out?

Who's gonna massage my muscle?

- It's time you learned to massage your own muscle.

- Mr. Guidera's table, please.

There he is.

- Well, that's very interesting.

- Hey, Frank, you couldn't have

picked a better location, huh?

What a place!

Hey, let's have some dinner, huh?

- We ate.

Drinks will be fine.

- The heavyset one?

- Mm-hmm.

- You know him?

- Yes, ma'am.

That's Ralph Guidera.

He was indicted in a big real estate fraud last year.

This guy's been on the edge

of organized crime for years.

Looks like he's shooting for the big time.

- Hey, Vinny, I understand you're playing in the tournament.

Maybe you can give me some pointers.

You know, the pro here charges $25 an hour, imagine that.

- Poor baby, you need a loan?

- No, I got other things to do with my money.

- Yeah, I'll bet you have.

- I found out who Lambkee's friend is.

- Who is he?

- It's a guy named Vincent Bass, tennis pro.

I think he's down here to play in a tournament at the hotel.

- And just how'd you find that out?

- Some very clever police work.

- Anything else?

- Yep.

I called the office.

The guy's got no local record.

Oh, and I talked to the old man

and he said find out what we can.

He's sending Pete and Joe down tomorrow with some books.

- Hmm.

- That's how I can afford the wine.

- Finally, a paid vacation on duty.

Not bad. - [MC] Miss Tracy Conners.

(applause)

? Lover one lovely day

? Love came planning to stay

? Green Dolphin Street supplied the setting

? The setting for nights beyond forgetting

? And through these moments apart

? Love remained in my heart

? When I recall the thrill I found on

? I could kiss the ground on

? Green Dolphin Street

? Lover lover one lovely day

? Love came planning to stay

? Green Dolphin Street supplied the setting

? The setting for nights beyond forgetting

? Through these moments apart

? Love remains in my heart

? And I recall the thrill I found on

? I could kiss the ground on

? Green Dolphin Street

- Hello.

- You blew it.

- What are you talking about?

Who is this?

- There's a third tape, Guidera.

- Who is this?

Now, listen, dammit, come on!

- We have the third tape.

I'll contact you later about money.

(click)

(suspenseful music)

(tennis balls bouncing)

- You gotta work on that backhand a little.

- You noticed.

- Are you waiting for a partner?

- No, I gotta warm up some more.

- How about a game?

- Well, how good are you?

- Good enough to straighten out that backhand.

- You're on.

- Vince Bass.

- Pepper Anderson.

- Do you come here often?

- First time.

It's really beautiful.

You work here?

- No, I'm playing in a tournament here next week.

I thought I'd get used to the courts.

- Oh, no!

(Vince laughs)

With my backhand I've met a tennis pro?

Oh, god.

- Uh, Frank, these are the key men who'll

be working for you.

Fleming, casino operations manager.

Troutman, accountant and financial operations.

Salazar, security.

And Posner, he'll be our communications expert

to your old East Coast operation.

(clears throat) Now, here's how it looks.

We've got enough votes on the city council

to ensure passage of the ordinance to legalize the casino.

That's cost us 75,000 already.

- Oh.

Who put up the 75,000?

- I did.

We gotta get things going.

Now, as soon as we start operation,

we tie into your old operation and we're in.

- Now, you want me to put three and a half million in front?

All right.

Let's talk percentages.

- Uh...

We figure your cut would amount

to 15 million the first year.

- Now, I don't want you to confuse age with stupidity.

I figure this operation should net 75 million a year.

- Ah. (scoffs)

Got a big overhead.

- Overhead?

You're asking me to put up 75% of the capital,

plus use my East Coast contacts,

for 15% of the action.

You better get to work on your figures.

- Yeah, well, maybe we did overestimate our contribution.

Uh, I'll check it out with the rest of the guys.

- Yeah.

You do that.

- Was that your boyfriend at dinner last night?

- We're teachers.

We're here for a state teachers conference.

Yes, he's a friend.

- A separate room type of friend.

- What would the school board say?

- I don't know, but I bet he asked.

I would have.

- Uh...

What kind of work do you do?

- (laughs) Changing the old subject gambit, eh?

Well, I really don't work.

I just play a lot of tennis.

I think we're called tennis bums.

- Bet you get to travel a lot, huh?

- I guess so.

- And those friends with you at dinner last night?

They're tennis bums, too?

- Miss Anderson, you were watching.

- You caught me.

- No, those gentlemen are business associates.

- What kind of...

(racket falls)

- (laughs) Speaking of dinner, how about tonight?

- You didn't answer my question.

I got a rock in my shoe.

- You didn't answer mine.

- I, uh...

Okay.

I'm late to a meeting.

- Eight all right?

- Eight's great.

- Miss Anderson.

- Looks like we got a pretty good set of five here.

What'd you find out about him?

- Not much.

He travels a lot, various tennis tournaments.

- That's it?

Two hours, that's all you can tell me, he's a tennis bum?

- What's that supposed to mean?

- Saw you out there on the terrace.

Looked like you were having a pretty good time, kid.

- Sergeant, you think I've never seen a great looking

pair of legs on a guy before?

- Just another passing fanny, huh?

- Bill!

Bass seems like a very nice guy, he's fun,

but that's it.

- What are you getting so defensive about?

- I'm not defensive.

- You're defensive, kid.

- I - you asked me and I'm telling you!

- Pepper, you mind if we talk business now?

I tailed Lambkee to Guidera's suite.

They had some kind of a meeting.

- What about?

- Now, how do I know what about?

When Pete and Joe get down here,

maybe I can start tailing some of these guys.

I might even get a look-see into Bass's room.

- I'll do it.

It'll be easier for me.

- And a lot more fun, too.

- You get those prints into town.

- Your game's gotten a little rusty.

- Yeah, well, I haven't played for a while.

Been busy with this.

- Speaking of that, how's it going, Frank?

Everything in order?

- Yeah.

We're talking percentages now.

I think it's gonna be a good investment.

- Hmm, maybe too good.

- Hey, Vince, you know something I should?

- No.

No.

Just call it vibes, Frank.

And you've been out of this game a few years,

you gotta be careful.

We all have a tendency to get a little rusty

if we haven't played for a while.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- Frank, come on in.

Uh, what's up?

- Let's talk.

- Can I get you something?

- Nah.

- Uh, Frank, we went over the figures.

You were right about the percentages.

- That's not why I'm here.

Explain everything to me, Ralph.

Tell me about the whole operation.

- Yeah, but Frank you know everything already.

- Explain it to me.

Explain every detail.

- All right.

We open a casino in Cabazon, near Palm Springs.

Small operation, nothing to get the Vegas boys upset about.

Then maybe later we open a couple more,

like a franchise.

But you know this already.

What's the matter, Frank?

- A friend told me you're holding back.

- Okay.

Some of the guys thought that we'd

work a few ladies on the side.

You know, just for their entertainment value,

no profit, you understand.

- I'm not sure I do.

There's something that ain't right.

Like an itch.

An itch I can't scratch.

You better be straight with me, Ralph.

(door shuts)

- You heard?

- Oh, yeah.

- What do you think, does he know anything?

- Yeah, my guess is he knows something.

But if he doesn't, he's not gonna stop checking

until he does.

- Yeah, but who?

Who talks to the old man?

- It's Bass, man.

It's gotta be Bass.

- Yeah, I think you're right.

Maybe Olsen here better take care of him, huh?

- Oh, uh, excuse me.

Could I trouble you to unlock my door?

I left my keys on the dresser.

- I'm sorry, miss, but you have to get the key

from the front desk.

I am not allowed to open the rooms.

- Oh, but I'm late for a teacher's meeting,

it's about to break up, and if I get caught,

well you understand.

Please, I just had to get in a game of tennis.

- Sure, but please do not mention this to anyone.

- Thank you.

(door shuts)

(case snapping open)

(dramatic music)

(phone ringing)

- Yeah.

- I'm glad I got you.

- [Man] What is it?

- I need you down here right away, there could be trouble.

- I'll leave right now.

(door shutting)

- Don't turn around, just keep walking.

(grunts)

(gun falls on ground)

(grunts)

(thud)

(suspenseful music)

- How's your elbow?

- My elbow is fine, my tennis is rotten.

- (laughs) Well, what would you like to drink?

- Scotch, but heavy on the water, okay?

- That'll make two of us.

Hmm.

You know, I've always liked this place.

It kind of makes me feel as if I'm

living in another time.

- Sometimes I wish I were.

- Vodka tonic.

(sighs)

Uh, could you pass me those chips, please?

What's bugging you?

- Not a thing is bugging me.

- Then why are you so uptight?

- Who's uptight?

I'm not uptight.

- That's what I mean.

- Joe, will you stay off my case, please?

- Tracy.

- Hi, Vinny.

- Hi.

- Hmm.

- Can I buy you a drink?

- Not a drink, I have a show to do.

- Well, will you sit for a minute?

Come on. - That'd be nice.

- This is Pepper Anderson.

- Hello.

- Tracy Conners.

- I love your singing.

- Oh, thank you.

How do you manage to always be with

the most attractive woman in the place?

- (laughs) They just go for my serve.

(ladies laugh)

Frank, will you join us for a drink?

- I called your room three times.

Come on, we'll go to my table.

We gotta talk.

- Frank, there's nothing to be said.

It's all been said.

- Look, we can talk at my table.

- Please, this is where I work.

You're hurting me!

- Hey, Frank, come on, relax.

Sit down, have a drink.

Come on.

- Stay outta this, Vinny.

- Frank, you wrecked my career before.

You're not doing it again.

Now get out of here.

- You better stay with him.

- You got it.

- Thanks.

Would you play piano for me?

- Sure, I will.

Will you...

- Just a tennis bum?

- I'll be right back.

(piano music)

? Feelings

? Nothing more than feelings

? Trying to forget

? My feelings of love

? Teardrops

? Rolling down on my face

? I'm trying to forget

? My feelings of love

? Feelings

? For all my life I'll feel it

? I wish I never met you boy

? You'll never come again

? Feelings

? Whoa whoa whoa feel you

? Whoa whoa whoa I wanna feel you

? Again in my arms

? Whoa feelings

? Whoa whoa whoa to feel you

? Again in my heart

? Feelings

(waves lapping)

- Vince.

What's with Tracy and Frank?

- Tracy.

Tracy Conners.

She was headed for the big time once.

She had it all.

- What happened?

- She fell in love.

She was subpoenaed to testify before

a Senate committee investigation on organized crime.

- Testify about what?

- Her association with Frank Lambkee.

She was Frank's girl.

The big time.

But that was back in the fifties

and it just about destroyed her career.

No one would touch her after that.

Today she'd become a celebrity and write a book.

- (laughs) Right.

You care about her, don't you?

- She's a friend.

- That's nice.

- Pepper.

- Oh, you scared me!

- I really enjoy...

I guess what I'm trying to say is that, uh...

It's fun, tonight, right now.

- I feel the same way.

- Have you ever been in love?

- Yes.

- You know, it's funny.

I've always felt I was immune from something like...

(scoffs) Well, I guess we all have

our own image of ourselves.

- Are you afraid of getting hurt?

Yeah?

- Possibly. - Uh-huh.

- I guess I've been ducking too long.

But Pepper, I'm glad that you're here with me tonight.

(gunshot)

(suspenseful music)

Don't move, stay down!

(romantic music)

- [Bill] Is this the guy?

- Yeah, that's the guy.

Highway patrol said he must've fallen asleep at the wheel,

broke his neck.

- Is he affiliated with Harris?

- Associate.

That's what the manager says.

Joe.

- What about Bass?

- Well, we ID'ed him through DMV

and his real name, Bassaloni.

- Oh, really?

Why don't you tell me something I don't know already.

What'd his record show?

- Nothing.

- Nothing?

- Nothing.

- The CII?

- Bill, we checked everything, there's absolutely nothing.

- The FBI, did you check the FBI?

- Hey, hey, come on, William.

We did a thorough check.

He doesn't have a record.

He's clean.

- Yeah, well there's something going on here

and Bass is right in the middle of it.

Now I'm gonna find out what.

- What's his predicament?

- (scoffs) Pepper.

(knocking at door)

- Hi, Pep, how'd it go?

- Someone took a shot at Bass.

- Where was he when it happened?

- We were walking along the beach.

- What were you doing on the beach, Pep?

- Doing what I get paid for, be a cop.

- Okay, so what happened?

- Well, we were...

(sighs) Look, someone took a shot at him

about 200 yards from the hotel.

In case anybody's interested, he wasn't hit.

- Did you get a look at who fired the shot?

- No.

- Pete, you wanna lay it on her?

What we found out about Bass?

- What about him?

- Well, uh, we ran a make on his prints.

- Well, what are you trying to tell me?

- This key name came back, Basseloni.

Remember that newspaper story about Lance,

the retired cop?

- Yeah.

- Well, they matched up Bass's prints

to a set they found in Lance's room

and right now he's a major suspect in the case.

- Homicide couldn't connect the name with the prints

until we showed up.

- What kind of gun was Lance killed with?

- .45.

- Pep, did you go have a look-see like we talked about?

What'd you find?

What'd you find, Pep?

- A .45.

(door crashes)

- That little incident on the beach tonight

is gonna cost you another 10,000 dollars.

- Are you crazy, breaking in here like that?

Now, get out of here before I have you busted.

- That'd be your second mistake.

The police might want to listen to a little tape we have.

- You're getting to be a nuisance, Bass.

You know, I don't think I can miss you at this distance,

you can count on it.

Burglary.

Isn't that what they call it?

You came in here and you got shot.

- Put that thing away before I shove it down your throat.

My partner is holding that tape.

Now just think, Ralph, you stupid, miserable slob!

I was sitting at the table when he called you!

- Prove it.

I wanna hear it.

- I could play it for Frank.

He might enjoy your big plan.

- You're crazy, dammit.

Prove it or get out.

- Mexico.

Let's just say the real investment lies in Mexico.

- All right, no more games.

How much?

I want that tape.

- 50,000 dollars.

- All right, you got it.

You'll have it tomorrow.

(piano music)

- Hey, Tracy.

We could have a nightcap and talk.

There's a lotta things we got to talk about.

- Frank, there's nothing to talk about.

Those years are gone.

Why don't you just cut it off

and stop living in a memory.

- You're going back with me!

I can give you anything you want.

Big house, security, money,

everything you always wanted.

- Frank!

I don't want anything from you.

Forget it.

Jose!

Would you send Mr. Herbert over?

(plays "The Way We Were" on piano)

- Care for a little company?

- Girl talk?

I'd love it.

- You know, I met you once backstage at the Grove

a few years ago.

- You're kidding.

- You probably don't remember, but you were wonderful.

- Thank you.

- I didn't know whether or not to interrupt.

- Oh, it was nothing.

I was just reliving an old nightmare.

- Frank Lambkee.

- Yeah, Frank Lambkee.

I need him like I need a bad case of laryngitis.

- But you were close once?

- Yeah, once.

But Frank's the kind of man that

you shouldn't really get that close to.

I think you understand.

- Sure do.

- And then again, there's Bass.

- Tracy, what can you tell me about Bass?

- What do you want to know?

- His connection with Lambkee.

- You're asking me if he's a crook?

- Yeah, I guess so.

- I don't really think he is.

He just likes to hang around with the big gamblers

and parties, all the broads and that stuff.

Do you know anything about astrology?

- A little, I guess.

- What's your sign?

- Uh, I'm Virgo.

- Well, Bass is a Pisces.

So that should tell you something.

- Man, I sure dig the way she plays that piano.

- You got something like a glass of milk?

- They just put the old man to bed.

(scoffs) Bartender almost threw him out.

- Hmm.

Thanks.

- What'd you turn up?

- A little blackmail.

Bass put the screws to Guidera for fifty thou.

I think it was fifty thou.

This game's getting rough.

- How'd you find all that out?

- Bass.

I'll say this much for him,

he's got a very unusual way of opening doors.

Where's Pepper?

- I guess she went to bed.

(suspenseful music)

(knocking)

- Bob Landum.

I'm with Criminal Investigations.

- What the hell is going on down here?

This is...

I swear, this thing's got more angles than a pipe fitter.

- We have developed information

that Guidera is putting together an organization

for distributing Mexican heroin to the east.

- Mexican heroin?

- We've had a tail on him for about three...

- Wait, wait a minute.

How does Lambkee fit into all this?

I mean, according to his file,

he's not even involved in...

As a matter of fact, not only is he not involved in dope,

but he's been on the outs

because he wouldn't handle the stuff.

- He doesn't know.

- Are you serious?

- The boys back east want his bucks.

See, when he was on top, Lambkee salted away

almost 20 million in Swiss bank accounts.

Now the syndicate wants that money back

and only Lambkee can get it.

But he won't deal in junk.

That's why they had Guidera set up

this phony casino operation.

- Just how tight are you guys into this thing?

- Pretty tight.

We've got a snitch.

Right in the middle.

- Snitch?

You don't mean Bass.

- He's working on a forgery beef.

How did you guys get into this?

- (sighs) On a day off.

A lousy day off.

(sighs) What happens to Bass if Guidera finds out?

- He's got big problems.

(splashing)

- How'd you finally sleep last night?

- Well, you know.

Is Landum calling the shots?

- (scoffs) It's his snitch, his case.

As far as I'm concerned, we can pack up and head home.

Chief wants us to hang around and lend a hand.

We should meet Landum in about 10 minutes.

I gotta make a stop.

His room is 127, I'll see you there when you get through.

- Okay.

- Excuse me, miss.

Good morning.

- Good morning.

- I'm sorry about last night.

- You're not gonna tell me, are you?

What you're doing?

- What I'm doing has nothing to do with you.

Look, why don't we have dinner tonight?

We'll talk about it then, huh.

- I don't like chasing shadows.

Let's see what the day brings, okay?

- (sighs) Sure.

I'll see you later, okay?

- Okay.

- Vinny!

The money just showed up.

Let's do it now, huh?

- Okay, I'll get it and meet you down on the beach.

- All right.

- Your name, your money.

That's what they wanted, Frank.

- Who's involved, calling the shots?

- Ralph Guidera.

He's using you like you're some wet nosed punk kid.

- You bring what I asked for?

(case snapping open)

- Okay, good.

Well, I think we should have this wrapped up today.

- Where's Pep?

She should be here by now.

Yeah, room 227, please.

(waves lapping)

- Did you bring it?

- Relax, you're a nervous wreck.

I got it right here.

- [Man On Recording] Site of California's first permanent...

- Not very bright, Vinny.

How much you tell Frank, huh?

- I know everything.

Now, however you're involved in this, I'm gonna...

(gunshot)

(suspenseful music)

- Hold it, police!

- No, Crowley!

He's mine.

(gunshot)

He got a better break than he gave Lance.

- All right, let's go, off of him!

Come on, off of him!

Let's go.

(car doors shutting)

Hey, Landum.

- Yeah.

- What about Bass?

- Well, as far as I know, he hasn't broken any law.

- Just who the hell is Vincenzo Basseloni?

- He's a cop.

- He's a cop?

- And he's one of my agents.

So was Donald Lance, I recruited them both.

Lance, when he retired from your department.

- And Bass?

- Well, Bass grew up with some rough kids.

He ran with some criminals.

He was a natural.

Lambkee liked him and that's how we were able

to keep a line on Guidera.

And through Bass we've been able to keep informed

on what's happening in various crime circles.

But as far as the rest of the world is concerned,

Vincent Bass is just another tennis bum.

- Can I at least tell Sergeant...

- No, Crowley.

Especially not Sergeant Anderson.

I'll see you.

(waves crashing)

- Where do you go from here?

- Vegas.

Big tournament there next week.

- Vince, just what are you?

- I'm a tennis pro

who just happens to have some friends who were crooks.

- You have a funny sense of humor.

- Pepper, I know you're a cop.

I've known it ever since the time you were in my room.

- Doing my job doesn't make the rest of it a lie.

- I know.

You don't have to explain to me.

Pepper...

We run in different circles, you and I.

It just wouldn't work for either of us.

You understand that, Pepper?

- Yeah, I understand.

- Well, I wish you could explain it to me.

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