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You're on the other side now, Barker.
Hello, Mr. Mannix.
How does it feel?
Oh, can I, uh, drop you someplace?
Why bother?
We have a lot to talk about.
First things first.
That's for the seven years.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
Barker!
Leave me alone!
One chili.
Come on, come on.
Please! Come on.
I'm loaded.
Remember?
Dave... One thing about a cell.
You can close the door and you're alone.
Now that, uh... we got a parole,
I'd like to work on a full pardon.
Things you take for granted.
Just being able to hold a knife in your hand
and know it doesn't bring a week in solitary.
You, uh... got a place to stay?
They gave me $72 when they released me.
Then there's the money the jury said I took...
One million, wasn't it?
That makes 1 million, 72 dollars in my pocket
Want to count?
Dave! I was hired.
When all the evidence pointed at you
and you were convicted,
I never stopped digging. You know that.
The book is closed. Dave.
It was my first case. I was green.
Mannix,
I just spent seven years locked into a 4x6 cell
for something I didn't do.
Let's not talk again.
David, we can clear this up once and for all... now!
David, I need your help!
David!
What was it, hit and run?
He didn't stop to explain.
Another bourbon, barkeep.
You're drinking scotch.
Oh. Is there a difference?
Since when did you become a lush?
Mr. Mannix,
starting now, I'm a lot of things I was not.
I'm also an ex-con.
Is there irony in your business, Doctor?
Whenever you deal with people.
I was company comptroller at Rebecca Cosmetics.
Sounds big, right?
Job. Office. Title.
What was it about?
Statements.
Accounts payable.
Dull for most men.
For me... my life.
My life.
Suddenly, one day a million dollars is missing.
Then John Loman, the vice president, disappears.
The roof is caving in.
Mannix to the rescue.
Mr. Barker, You've had a rough time...
I'm setting a scene.
Where was I?
Does Mannix find
John Loman and the missing money?
He finds me. Me!
And I wind up in prison like a cigar in a box, hmm?
Oh, what? No applause?
I think it's a great story.
Hey... I can't wear these in my new life.
I'll catch cold.
You won't need pants.
You're not going anywhere for a few days.
Take one of these three times a day.
Hmm. Be careful.
They don't mix with alcohol.
Oh, this is it.
This is what I need?
A pill. Hmm?
Will this help me to live
with the fact that I was forced
to trade seven years
of my life for stealing? Hmm?
Is this that kind of pill, Doc?
How about one for Mannix?
Kind of easy to swallow.
His part in this has been sticking
in his throat for years.
You've had enough, Mr. Barker.
How can one bottle be enough?
Thanks, Doc.
You know, I thought when you got out, just seeing you,
somebody might get nervous and make a mistake,
grab the money and run for it, but I sure didn't expect this.
The money is alive and well in Argentina.
How'd it get there? John Loman.
Loman is dead!
Loman planned this.
They found his car.
He's sunning himself now on a veranda.
With his blood on it.
He's having a ball!
If that's true, why didn't the police find him?
Look if he's not in Argentina, then he's here.
He drove that car today! He tried to kill me!
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!
That's what we're selling... Beauty, not buckets of paint.
I want this... to look like that.
Lucille!
Dollars and cents
are the treasurer's responsibility,
and the comptroller's.
So work on it.
Mannix.
You're disturbing my train of thought.
Mr. Timpkins.
I can't locate your wife.
Well, keep at it. She has to sign those papers.
Now, the meeting's adjourned.
Someone almost killed David Barker today.
Now, wouldn't the board like to discuss the possibility
that it wasn't an accident?
It's probably someone in John Loman's family.
Talk to them. Why them?
Do I have to say it again?
You sure Loman's dead?
So was the district attorney.
Body was never found.
That was the main reason
that Barker wasn't charged with murder.
Farnsworth?
Ambergris at that price?
Don't tell me that whales are scarce.
So are customers like us.
By the way, uh, what happened to Tom Sommers?
We carried the man as long as we could.
John Loman, David Barker
and now Tom Sommers.
You know, at this rate, uh,
we won't be able to get up a ball club out of the old gang.
Excuse me.
Uh, Mr. Timpkins wants me to talk to Tom Sommers,
and somehow I've misplaced his last address.
Thank you, Miss James.
That won't be necessary.
Oh, then he is important.
It would only embarrass us further.
Barker went to jail; that embarrassed him.
Convicted of one crime, suspected of another.
And you got his job.
I was his assistant.
How could I forget?
You all did so much to help him.
Okay, I'll help him now.
Where is he?
Why do I get so nervous when you ask that?
They certainly didn't feed you enough to fill out the bones.
You're as thin as the day we got married.
Still, it is becoming.
Well...
Martinis.
Like old times.
No olives.
I never drank a martini in my life.
It was such a long time ago, I forgot.
Maybe one of your husbands who came after me.
It's been a terrible time for me.
You were going to be gone for 20 years.
Is that why you divorced me
before my appeal was even denied?
Oh, David.
Nobody gets any younger.
Only you.
I had to live.
They didn't want me.
Somehow, they assumed you told me
where you put all the money.
Oh, come on, David.
Taste it. You'll really like this one.
You really believe I took that money.
David, trust me.
We'll go somewhere.
We'll-we'll live.
You're a very desirable man, David.
Did you know that?
I don't think I ever realized that before.
I can't believe it.
Seven years...
done a great deal for you, David.
Kiss mama, baby.
Kiss mama.
Kiss mama.
Hello, Gloria.
Isn't your daughter beautiful, David?
Kiss your father, Gloria.
He's missed you.
Kiss him.
Get out.
Gloria, please.
I have it all worked out.
Your father came here.
We're going to sit down and talk
and get to know each other again.
And-And everything will be just-just...
just like it was in the old days.
Get out.
I hate you. Get out of here!
Gloria!
Gloria!
Gloria...
David?
David.
David...!
David!
What did you do?!
What did you do?!
This is a rich man!
He owns the world!
What did you do?!
Why?! Why?!
We could have everything if you'd just shut up!
If you'd just shut up!
Sommers?
Tom Sommers.
Sommers.
What?
Sommers. What?
Come on.
Hey, bartender, get me a bottle.
Here, sit down.
That's work.
Yeah, what?
Standing on your feet.
All you need is a reason.
It's been a long wet trip from your penthouse.
Who are you?
Joe Mannix.
We met a long time ago.
That's before you changed.
I had a tough time finding you.
I, uh, need a hand, Sommers.
I'm looking for money.
A million dollars.
Oh, Kiushu... Kiushu? In Japan?
Kiushu...!
What about Kiushu?
The past is an awful ghost.
My past is full of them.
Especially John Loman's?
Oh, Kiushu...
Give that to me.
I'll cash this check for you, Sommers.
I need it. Oh...
I got to... got to have it.
♪ ♪
Mister.
Hey.
Hey, Mister.
Hey.
This isn't the Ritz.
Tell Mr. Mannix I'm here.
Well, he has a very busy schedule.
Say Tom Sommers.
He came to see me last night.
Won't you come in?
Oh.
Sit down.
Mr. Mannix?
Mr. Mannix?
Hey, anybody home?
Mr. Barker?
Doesn't seem to be anybody here...
but us worms.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
All right, take it easy.
Take it easy, men.
You'll all get a drink, one at a time.
Please, man, please.
No conversation!
Just tell me who picked up the tab for you
to put me away for good.
I... I-I don't know what you're talking about.
Where's the other bartender, with the moustache?
He-he made a big killing and took off.
Where did Barker go?
For a walk?
Just keep pouring.
Don't worry, he'll come back.
You know?
I know.
That guy Sommers got that way after Barker was convicted.
Why?
He left before I could ask him.
Yeah, well, I mention Sommers to Timpkins
and he gets very nervous.
You say Barker to Sommers, and he takes off.
Seven years, a million dollars missing.
Barker gets out of jail and somebody tries to kill him.
I get a glass of chloral hydrate
supposed to put me in the morgue forever.
What are you doing?
You can't worry on coffee alone.
Oh, boy, did I hire a short-order cook?
Give me answers!
I don't want to make you look bad.
What would the cops come up with?
I'll, uh, call a few friends.
Well, I'm on my own now, Mother.
You don't have to worry about me anymore.
Don't forget to carry your galoshes.
And be a good boy.
If Barker gets back, sit on him.
Hey, I can't wait around forever.
If that doesn't work, lock him in a closet.
You see, Toby, it's like this.
Mother has this kind of a boss...
You drop in once in a while.
You tell me your troubles.
You ask me questions about the same old dreary mess
of seven years ago...
and then you're gone.
It's too late, Joe.
You, uh, going away?
David Barker brought back memories.
I have to go off someplace.
Tom Sommers had memories, too, Lucille.
You taking him along?
Oh, that.
So you found out.
I give Tom a little money now and then to help out.
That's all. Or to keep him quiet?
About what?
Maybe a conspiracy to put the wrong man behind bars.
Oh, Joe, people like Tom Sommers come apart for a lot of reasons.
I don't know why he got that way.
I don't really even want to know.
But you're running away, and, uh, he's living in fear.
All right. I am scared.
We're all scared now that David Barker's out on the loose.
Why can't I see it?
Why don't I just forget the whole thing?
Because you're a sweet guy and you're confused.
You feel responsible.
Look, maybe you haven't seen the violence in that man,
but I have.
I've been to that prison, and he was...
he was just like a madman.
He said he'd get us all.
He thinks we should have done more for him...
But what could we have done?
Well, I'll see you, Lucille.
Joe...
don't feel guilty.
Frankly, I never understood your carefree attitude, Bernard,
from the day you became my assistant.
Rushing away from the office 5:00 on the dot.
Cocktail parties, golf, boating on weekends.
"Let the books wait till Monday.
Man has to play," you always said.
Things seem to have changed.
Look at me.
Time on my hands.
I never had time on my hands before.
What do I do with it?
Even in prison, they gave me things to do.
Bernard?
What?
How does a man change?
David, I must get this report finished.
All I ever knew was work:
ledgers, statements, reports...
Until it happened.
It's Saturday, who works on Saturday?
I promised this for Monday morning.
I don't know where to turn.
I don't seem to fit anywhere.
Am I insane?
Did all this really happen?
There's a stink around me I did not put there, Bernard.
I need help! I need to know what happened.
You, you worked very long and very hard.
Timpkins refused you more money.
You were mentally exhausted.
So then you planned that theft,
and John Loman caught you at it,
so you killed him.
I don't remember any of that.
I guess you'd want to block it from your mind.
No. No!
♪ ♪
This is KG 62114.
Get me 555-6644.
Peggy?
Hi.
Bernard Cord is dead.
Now you tell Barker to stay put.
He never got back.
What?!
Was it Barker?
Nobody saw Barker push Cord.
He could have jumped or, uh,
he could have fallen.
I just came here to tell you to be cautious.
Not to panic.
I don't intend to panic.
What's this all about?
Mrs. Timpkins.
David Barker.
He may have killed Bernard.
Do you think he did, Mr. Mannix?
Whoever did also tried to poison me.
Now if it was Barker, why me?
You helped in his arrest, did you not?
Maybe you're on his list.
Well, I, uh,
suggest you stay here and keep your doors locked.
Mr. Mannix,
there's only one way to end all this.
Find John Loman's body.
That would put Barker away once and for all.
You're not dying again for a change, are you, Walter?
Why?
Do you have a bridge game scheduled?
I have nothing in black.
All I own is Rebecca Cosmetics.
Rebecca... careful.
You may be on his list, too.
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
This is KG 62114.
Hello, Mannix? Hello.
Mannix, I'm being followed.
Sommers?
I feel it.
I feel it.
No ghosts.
This is flesh, Mr. Mannix.
Really... flesh.
It's after me.
Where are you?
At the bar.
Where I found you?
No, I'm outside.
Mannix.
Sommers, why?
I needed it.
I needed it.
Who was following you?
Easy.
I'm sick.
Oh, I'm sick.
Who gave you this bottle?
Before I got out of prison,
even the guards treated me with respect.
The man who stole a million dollars.
Then how come you buy such rotten brandy?
I'm a cheap millionaire.
You didn't steal that money.
What's the matter with you?
Don't you like to vote with the majority?
Maybe I've been working for Mannix too long.
Does he believe me?
He's working with you.
Ah, he could want a cut of the treasure.
That stinks.
We're all thieves in this world.
How much we steal is what separates us.
My cell mate robbed a liquor store, $50.
No one talked to him.
I lost a husband that was a policeman.
He worked for peanuts.
So don't tell me about money.
How long has he been here?
This cell, I enjoy.
This just walked in?
I don't want to be the complete sponger.
I went out for a bottle.
And it took you all day. Have one.
You know Bernard Cord is dead?
Peggy told me. Yeah, that news break you up?
He was my friend. Did you go there?
We talked. About what?
I don't know. He was changed.
Especially after he hit the sidewalk.
I'm sorry.
Tom Sommers is dead, too. That also shake you?
Oh, no.
Yeah, all of that
since this busy bee of ours got out of prison.
Our brave and true champion, Mr. Mannix,
that your belief in me cracks at the first test.
I can't afford to take any more chances with you.
I didn't kill Cord or Sommers.
What about John Loman?
I told you Loman is...
I don't know if I believe anything you told me.
If I'm guilty of anything, it's being a fool.
About my work, my life.
Believing in people.
In anyone.
Oh-ho, one thing prison did for you,
it taught you to play a sad scene.
I'm sorry they're dead.
I am.
They were my revenge.
Someone robbed me of seven years.
Now they've taken my anger.
Don't you understand?
Now what'll I do?
Lie awake nights and freeze?
You must know how it is.
When you're filled with bitterness,
and there's no one to hate.
You can never seem to get warm.
There has to be an answer.
Ask Sommers.
Ask Cord.
They were my friends.
When I went into prison, they said
they'd always be there to help.
Where are they now?
I'm your friend, and somebody tried to kill me.
"Friend"?
You?
Least of all you.
You don't know what to believe, even now!
Two people are dead and there are still no answers.
That's why you got into this... Why you're still in it.
Not for me. Not for a friend.
You're a man who likes to know.
And you don't know a thing.
I've been cooped up long enough!
Barker! Call the police!
Tell them I was at Cord's.
Say I went after Sommers.
Maybe you can help them find my fingerprints!
Say it and you're fired!
Sometimes it's not easy to like you.
All right, what is it?! You tell me.
You wrapped it up pretty quick seven years ago.
Yeah, and I haven't had one that easy since.
All the pieces fit like a key in a lock.
Now, where you going?!
I have a child waiting and an irate sitter.
Oh, beautiful. Just walk away from the problem.
Whether he's guilty or not
will have to wait until tomorrow morning.
I'm sorry I can't solve your dilemma,
but, uh, that's why I work for you
instead of the other way around.
Yeah, but all the pieces were waiting.
They set me up like a chicken pecking at grain.
Maybe Loman is alive.
Where?
I don't know!
Well, as they say in TV Land, have a nice weekend, Mr. Mannix.
Hey, wait a minute!
You came in to make some coffee!
The next pot's on you.
Start with water.
Hello, Walter?
David?
I think it's time we met.
Thank you, Johnson.
Come in, Mr. Mannix.
Mrs. Timpkins.
Well, it's too late. He's gone.
Where'd he go? I don't know.
He left right after that call from David Barker.
Mr. Mannix, my husband is a fool.
He's intent on embarrassing me with this open sentimentality
for a thief, which he made the mistake of employing.
If you can clear all this away, I'll make it worth your while.
It's already worth my while, Mrs. Timpkins.
One should respect all departed who are beloved.
Good custom.
Uh, did you know my brother?
Perhaps.
I worked for Mr. Timpkins a long time ago.
My brother was a gardener here, too, for many years.
You may have met.
A drop of water in one ocean
meets a drop of water in another.
Time passes quickly, but not memories.
At least he is home.
In Kiushu?
You have been there?
No. No, but a friend of mine spoke of it just the other day.
Yes.
My brother is there in a silver casket
carved with care and beauty.
Were it not for Mr. Timpkins,
my brother would be buried here,
in a strange land
instead of with honored ancestors.
Here it is.
Yoshibo Terikawa.
Uh, died seven years ago.
Coronary occlusion.
It was a lovely service from the wake to the cremation.
Cremation?
His body was shipped to Japan in a silver casket.
Impossible!
We sent the urn to the house.
Would you mind rechecking that?
Well, David, how have you been?
I lost my tan in prison,
but then, I never had much to begin with.
All those hours at the office.
You've changed.
Nothing stays the same.
You seem somehow self-assured.
Don't kid yourself.
I-I've got nothing to lose.
David, forget the past.
Start again. Drink?
Please.
My mind
stopped functioning when I went to jail. I...
I-I'm a vegetable, Walter.
A-A cloud in limbo, I-I'm nothing.
You still don't?
Still can't.
What can I do to help?
Tell me my crime.
The courts did that.
You're not a fool.
Whatever happened,
whether you had anything to do with it or not,
you must have known something.
What did happen, Walter?
Am I a killer?
How could I have been such a fool
to let that theft get past my department?
Help me, please.
I-I... I've lost everything else.
I... I want my sanity.
Please help me to save that.
May I?
Help yourself.
You were in a bad state at the time.
Overworked.
And you and John Loman never got along.
Cord said that, too.
It's true, David.
Loman and I were friends.
David, you just don't want to remember.
Cord said that, too, Walter,
but that's not the truth.
I think you know the truth.
I think Cord knew the truth.
But none of you even tried
to help at my trial. None of you seemed to want to.
Did you expect us to make up lies?
I want the truth, Walter, the truth.
I want it now, or...
Get a hold of yourself, David.
All right.
We killed John Loman,
and we stole the money.
You want to call the police now?
You know they won't believe me without Loman.
Loman is dead.
You're still lying.
I'm sorry, David.
Truly sorry.
It was you all along.
You know what Rebecca is like.
She owns this place, she owns me.
Nothing here is mine.
The money was a chance to be free.
It had to be all of you.
It was all of us.
Even John Loman.
But he was too greedy.
He wanted it all for himself,
so I had to kill him.
When Sommers found out he was an accessory to murder,
he just went to pieces.
It's terrible,
the reverence some people have for life.
It all worked.
The statute of limitations ran out on the money,
and I was just waiting for the right moment.
Then Mannix got you out of prison,
and everything started to go wrong.
Bernard Cord started to crack under the strain.
So you put him out of his misery with a push.
Now there's no one left.
Except Lucille and me.
And a million dollars.
Too bad you had to come here to kill me, David.
I did have to protect myself.
People will understand.
Peggy, I need help.
It's all right... Don't apologize.
I always wake up at 3:00 AM in the morning.
I know what happened to Loman's body.
What?
It's in Japan.
What is it, Mommy?
Oh, it's all right, darling.
Go back to sleep.
The body's in Japan. Oh.
Peggy. Go on. Go on.
Timpkins may be our key.
I want you to find Barker.
Call your friends at headquarters.
Tell them that he stole a pair of my cuff links.
Anything. But find him before he does something foolish.
He already has.
My friend from headquarters called a few minutes ago.
Barker just killed Walter Timpkins.
Joe!
Late date, Lucille?
What do you want, Joe?
Well, for one thing, I'd like to know who your liquor dealer is.
The stuff he sells kills people.
What are you talking about?
About Tom Sommers, dead in an alley.
You gave him a bottle instead of a check,
this time, didn't you, Lucille?
Get out of here.
I-I told you, I'm leaving town.
Oh, if you're waiting for Walter Timpkins
and the million dollars... Walter is dead.
I don't believe it.
Yeah.
Dull David Barker came back to life.
You won't need your bags
where you're going, Lucille.
They furnish the clothes.
Joe, no!
No, talk to me, Joe.
Please talk to me.
Talk to me before you do anything.
Please.
Please...
Like you said, Lucille, it's a little late.
Get me the police.
Why did you call me here?
I don't know.
Wait... Wait.
I guess I called to...
apologize.
I know what's happened to your life.
I don't know what I've done to cause it, but...
it just seemed to me that...
something should be said.
And yet I...
Who are you?
She's my daughter.
The police are tearing up the town looking for you.
What are you doing here?
I felt the need of a...
a friend.
Call an ambulance.
I told you to stay out of it.
I had to know.
I couldn't stand not knowing.
I called Timpkins,
and he said he'd tell me.
He tried to... kill me.
Now who'll buy that?
I'll buy it.
I'm seven years wiser.
I told you to call an ambulance.
There's an emergency.
There's been a shooting.
17 Paseo Verde. Yeah.
Send an ambulance. Fast.
All of them.
My friends.
Get me some towels in the upstairs bathroom.
Get me some towels!
Seven years.
Seven bad.
Seven good.
Daddy...
Daddy...
Daddy.
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