All language subtitles for The.Man.Is.Armed.1956

[Music]

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Hey, Johnny Morrison. Yeah, how bad my

name's Egan. I can pass the word along

for all the drivers

keep an eye peeled for you

Can't you push this heap any faster?

Not doing the garage until 9. When will

you get in? We hit LA about 7, 715.

I uh, I usually have coffee with a

friend. You know how it

gets. Just get there with you.

Hmm?

Back home again.

Look, my friend's got a very friendly

roommate too. Sure you don't want to

change your mind? You were amusing. Okay.

You gonna see Hackett?

If you'd just spent a whole year in San

Quentin, would you want to see him first?

I'll pick you up anytime you say.

An hour, huh? Okay.

Hey Johnny, listen, you know how Hackett

is about the drivers

checking in right away. I uh,

I've never been out of your sight, okay?

I've been with you all the way.

See ya.

Don't be long there, Johnny.

[Music]

You're in good form, Mitch.

Why shouldn't you be?

Plenty of sunshine, fresh air.

You live a clean outdoor life.

Nice to see you looking so healthy,

Mitch. How do you think I

look? You look fine, Johnny.

You got quite a cat up at San Quentin.

It's like a country club. It feeds you

three good meals a day.

Give you a private room with bars. Let

you have all the time

in the world of things.

And remember,

just one long vacation, Mitch.

I've only got you to thank.

I'm grateful. Look, Johnny, I told you I

had nothing to do with it.

I was driving your truck.

But that was the night I was sick. You

don't know how sick, Mitch.

Look, Johnny, you got a crack in your

brain. I said my piece at the

trial. I said it under oath.

You didn't even speak up. You didn't even

try to defend yourself.

Do you think if that had been my load,

I'd have let the cops grab it?

Why, with stuff like that, a

guy could buy a lot of life.

I bought a year out of mine.

What reason would I have to tag you for

it? Can't you get that through your head?

I got it through my head.

I got it through my head that maybe your

buyer blew cold and ran out on a deal.

I got it through my head that you didn't

want to be caught

frozen with that shipment.

Now, Mitch, you're a smart boy.

On the ride's over, Mitch.

Look, Johnny, I swear to you, maybe you

won't spend a year in jail.

But you'll never forget that I did.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello, Coastal Tracking Association.

Oh, Michael, good morning.

And good morning to you.

And what time do I pick you up tonight

for dinner and say good evening?

I'm off duty early.

Well, some patient leave you a goldmine?

No, but what's money after a long day of

scrub ups and appendectomies

and having to smile sweetly at patients?

Especially when I can look at you across

the table in soft candlelight.

Good lot of crazy notions.

(HORSE WHINNYING)

Sounds wonderful.

Oh, be serious, Mike.

Okay, so I'm broke.

So tonight, we're not to be so hungry.

Well, better still, why don't

I let you take me to dinner?

As a matter of fact, I

think I like that much better.

Then you can sit and look at me and get a

lot of crazy notions.

Michael, you are impossible, but I...

John!

Oh, Johnny.

Carol?

Carol?

Good to see you.

You don't know how good.

When did you get back?

Let me look at you.

I like it better this way.

Oh, good bye to you, Mr. Hacking.

I don't hear a thing.

(SIGHS)

Well, Johnny, welcome home, kid.

Thanks.

Come on in.

How about the C-clip tonight?

That wonderful shrimp, a

lobster diable, remember?

That's only one of the things I've been

dreaming about for a whole year.

City Center Hospital, I'd like to leave a

message for Dr. Michael Vanning.

I would have come out to

meet you myself, but...

That's all right, Mr.

Hacking. You're a busy man.

I have no appointments. I can't wait.

Well, it's over.

Yeah, it's over.

Do I get my job back?

You know, that first day you came

drifting in here looking

for a job, I had a feeling.

Drink?

Oh, no, thanks.

That's kind of a hunch.

I said to myself, "Here's a

kid that may be different.

"Here's a kid with guts, maybe."

And that's the kind of a

somebody I was looking for.

A man I could trust.

A man who would keep his mouth shut even

if it was pushed real hard.

Look, Mr. Hacking, what about my job?

But I had to be sure.

I couldn't afford to take any chances.

This somebody had to be

right the first time period.

Well, how do you find out about a third of a year?

Nothing like that.

I don't know. I'll do you.

You know you were framed, Johnny.

Look, Mr. Hacking, do I

get my job back or don't I?

And it wasn't miss, Johnny.

I framed you.

You?

You framed me?

Now, wait a minute, Johnny.

How much is a year out of your life worth, Johnny?

Five thousand, ten,

twenty, fifty, a hundred?

I've been sitting on

something a long time, kid, waiting.

Now he can pull it off, and

it's just crying to be taken.

One half a million

bucks, and 20% of it is yours.

A hundred thousand dollars.

Did you hear that, kid? A hundred grand.

So I was your picture now.

Well...

Yeah.

Our detective for police headquarters is

the official, Mr.

Hacking, Lieutenant Costa.

Have him come in.

Thank you.

Well, Morrison's.

Come to think of it, you

were just about due to get out.

The band flies.

When did you get back into the city?

Today.

Ever since the war,

the winter in Germany,

fills a circulation

right up in this one foot.

Now, there's no hard feelings, Morrison.

I'm a cop, you remember?

The cop's got a two's job.

I'm not crying.

Good.

Here's hoping you'll never have to.

What can I do for you, Lieutenant?

Oh, you got a driver, Lou

Mitchell, working for you?

Yeah, Mitchell drives for me.

Now, how's he been lately?

Same as always.

Now, how's that?

Well, same as always.

Well, does he seem nervous?

Has he been acting

upset, worried, been sick?

He had a couple of pretty bad hangovers.

Why all the interest?

Is he in trouble? Well, he might call it that.

He's dead.

Mitch dead.

How?

Well, we don't really know.

Could have been suicide.

Went off the roof of the

building where he was living.

Suicide?

Well, the woman was being polite.

Could have tripped.

Might even have been pushed.

Maybe he lost a bet and he jumped.

That's an angle we never thought of.

We're checking anyway.

Might be talking to you again.

Sure, come in anytime.

Sorry to hear about Mitch.

Nice seeing you

around again too, Morrison.

No, he'll be around

again in his job back.

Well, I think that shows the right

spirit, Mr. Haggart.

Sure, we all make mistakes.

He paid for his.

I don't think the same

thing will happen twice.

Yeah.

Good luck, Morrison.

How about it, kid?

Do you think he was pushed?

You were talking about a hundred thousand

dollars, Mr. Haggart.

Yeah.

You don't have to make up your mind now.

Why don't you go wash

some of that year off of you?

Here.

Go get a shine and a shave and fill your belly with some good food.

I'll call you when I'm ready. I'll just do that.

Tell me something, Mr. Haggart.

If I had tried to get out from under,

would you have gone around framing guys

for the rest of your life?

What difference does it make?

I won't have to do it

now, will I, Johnny?

I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to do it.

I'm not going to do it, will I?

I'm not going to do it.

Thank you, Johnny.

I'm glad we came here.

I've missed it.

It's been like 365 years to the day.

Any other dates while I was away?

You wouldn't want me to lie and say no.

Any particular guy?

Maybe. Who is he?

He's a doctor.

Rather he's interning right

now at City Center Hospital.

He's going to be a surgeon.

A surgeon?

Serious?

I'm not sure.

What I meant was this place, it has a

warm special kind of meaning for me.

I was lost and lonely the

first time you brought me here.

I don't think I'd want to

come here with anybody else.

Well, you won't have to.

Besides, I wouldn't like it.

Are you still lost and lonely?

I don't know.

I know there are certain things I want.

Then reach out and grab them, honey.

Hold them tight if you want them badly

enough. Don't let them go.

And what if you do reach

out and take what you want?

And you find it's all wrong, John?

What do you do then?

That's a good question.

Do you think they'd mind?

No, I don't think so.

Go ahead, play something.

How about a concerto for

an unemployed truck driver?

Remember this?

[Music]

You've never finished it.

It keeps running away

from me, hiding in corners.

Maybe it has no beginning, no end.

It's beautiful. I've always thought so.

I can remember when

you first picked it out.

You were just driving in from Denver.

We went on a double date with...

That girl's name.

Oh, yes, Judy M.

And who else was it?

Judy.

And Mitch.

Let me start this little table.

[Music]

Johnny.

John.

John.

What happened, Johnny?

Did I say something wrong?

Here.

[Music]

You want to talk about it?

Oh, it's just that...

sometimes things get

so tight inside of you.

It's like a stranglehold. You feel like

you're going to choke to death.

Oh, Johnny. It's a lovely night.

Let's take a walk on the beach.

Come on.

Down there by those cliffs.

I think I'd like that.

[Music]

Bye.

Hey.

[Music]

Are you trying to break a track record?

Yes.

[Music]

Johnny.

I don't want to be hurt.

I don't want to hurt you.

Is it the doctor?

No.

I don't know.

[Music]

Must be nice to have a profession.

Be called doctor.

People respect you. You have money.

Isn't that...

simply that I... I want...

Johnny, I just don't

know. I'm just all mixed up.

It's all right, baby.

Johnny, I...

I'm going to make it all right.

Let's go find your shoes.

I can see myself now up in

front of a coroner's jury.

So this Mitch character

was up on the roof alone.

He sinks a butt all

the way across the roof,

and he gets so excited he

does a running backward jump

and falls off the roof.

They might even applaud.

And I may have to testify

something like that did happen.

Then we picked cement

scrapings from the back of his shirt

and it came from this ledge.

Yep.

I know it's possible.

He leaned over, got dizzy.

He may have faith it.

Then fallen forward, real backward,

toppled over.

That could be, but I still kind of like

the idea that he was pushed.

And why wasn't there any

fingerprints on that putter?

I sure wish you could talk, friend.

How many times do I have to tell you?

I met Mitch through some friends.

We had a few drinks at a bar together.

He invited me up to his

place for a lesson in golf.

Oh.

Well, why did you see him last?

I told you that too.

Well, tell me again, huh?

On the roof.

I left him there to come downstairs.

He was alive.

You sure?

There's one thing I do know.

That's the difference between a live one

and a dead one.

Yeah.

I guess you do.

You're so good to me, Lieutenant.

Well?

Do you know him?

I'd like to.

McCall, I want you to get this down.

Come on in, Morrison.

Have a chair.

What'd you do, Lieutenant?

Hide all the rubber hoses?

Now I thought we'd make

this nice and informal today.

Why, I might even serve tea.

Hello, Johnny.

I'm kind of nervous

about this Mitch deal.

I don't like to bring

it up, but let's face it.

I know you're pretty

bitter about that last strap.

Just trying to do my job, that's all.

Even a policeman's got to live.

Yeah, go ahead.

Now break it down for me, Johnny,

from the time you

walked away from San Quentin.

I got a ride in the truck.

Whose truck?

One of Hackett's, Coastal Association.

Driving a megan,

picked me up, drove me in.

Did you drive all night?

What time did you get into town?

Oh, about 8.30, quarter nine.

Where were you around 7.30?

To sleep, in the truck.

Time to see Mitch.

Come on, Lieutenant.

Now you are being cute.

I may have been gone for a year, but I

didn't come back a tourist.

But what do you want me to say?

You want me to say I got into town, I

went over to see Mitch,

I told him off, I

pushed him off the roof.

Is that what you want me to say? I said it, now you're happy.

Not happy enough.

Well if you're so worried about me, why

don't you check it out with Egan?

We did.

I hope I haven't bored you.

That's all I...

For now.

When you get that stuff all typed up, give me a call.

Maybe you will at that, someday.

Bye, Lieutenant. Oh, Johnny.

One of these days I'm coming in here and

Hack is going to lose

his secretary for the good.

Now, where are we

going for dinner tonight?

I, uh...

I'm sorry, Johnny, but I won't be able to

have dinner with you tonight.

Oh?

Well, just keep him away from our place.

I'm sorry, Johnny, but I won't be able to have dinner with you tonight. Oh? Just keep him away from our place.

I couldn't even afford that.

That detective, Lieutenant Costa, what

did his man came by looking for you?

I know.

What is it, Johnny?

Oh, it's nothing, no trouble.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Hack had left his

number for you to call.

He won't be in today.

Thanks.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

Everything's all set up.

How do I get there?

I'll find it.

(PHONE RINGING)

(PHONE RINGING) Come back, Mr. Morrison.

Where were you?

In the land of money.

See you tomorrow.

Goodbye, Johnny.

Coastal Trucking Association.

Hey, Morrison.

I want to talk to you.

What's your problem?

You.

A guy called Costa down the homicide

halls me in and starts

pitching questions at me

like I'm trying for the $64,000 question.

I don't know where you

were yesterday morning.

I was with you all the way, remember?

Not for an hour and a half, you know. I'm not going to be here for a while. You were all the way, remember?

Not for an hour and a half, you weren't.

And where were you?

You know where I was.

I even asked you to come along.

I was having breakfast with

this friend I told you about.

You were what?

I was having breakfast with him.

I'll tell you where you

were. You were chiseling, Egan.

Every load you would drive comes in

light, Haggard told me.

And I know just about

where you'd drop them.

Now, you got yourself

an alibi. I live with it.

And with any cop called

up my back again, I won't.

One light load is not

worth any murder rap.

I was with you in that truck.

And don't forget it.

(SIREN WAILING)

Hi, kid. Come on in.

Is this where you live?

No.

I use a place in the business.

Meeting, stuff like that.

I was born in the city of New York. Meeting, stuff like that.

I was born here, though.

My mother and father are buried out there

in a patch of weeds.

Dirt farmers.

My old man busted his back out there

every day for 40 years.

With the heat to scorch things to death

and the cold to freeze him.

My old man died. My mother worked away

into a grave right next to him.

They had a beautiful life.

I never got rid of the place.

Never changed it, either.

Kept it just the way it was. Let it rot.

I like it this way. It's full

of happy childhood memories.

Look, Mr. Haggis, did you bring me out

here to tell me the story of your life?

Now, take it easy. Take it easy.

Don't get impatient.

I waited a whole year for you.

Thanks a lot.

I enjoyed every minute of it.

[Music]

Now I'm ready to move.

I figure you should be ready, too.

Suppose I'm not ready.

You know, Johnny,

I was real unhappy about

what happened to Mitch.

I think Lieutenant Costa

was unhappy about it, too.

Okay, Mr. Haggis, what's the deal?

The Merritt Armored Transport Company.

What?

Well, it's no pushover.

But it can be done.

It's all in here.

Blueprints, plans, pictures,

how to get in, how to get out,

burglar alarms, timetables, the works.

Well, how sure can you be of these?

Only as sure as if my name was Merritt.

I go hunting every

year up in the Sierras.

A metacarrator lives up there for his

help, runs a hunting lodge.

But this guy used to be a Merritt guard.

I paid him $20,000 for this stuff.

It's pretty expensive, honey.

Yeah, it's a big investment.

Now you know why I don't

want anything to go wrong.

Look, Mr. Hackett, why me?

Why pick on me? What do I

know about a job like this?

Everything you have to know is in here.

Everything you have to do,

I hire help to do for you.

Help I can get.

But I can't hire anyone I can trust.

And I can trust you, can't I, Johnny?

I can't hire anyone.

What'll it take to pull the job?

Three men.

A good locksmith, a

box man, and a driver.

I'll do it here in five minutes.

I made a flat deal with a win or lose.

After the job's over, you pay them off.

They're on their own.

All right, suppose we get the money.

What do we do then?

We'll be a bank in a country that won't

be watching for the serial numbers.

I figured that out too.

We sit on it.

Did you ever hear the

statute of limitations?

That's some law about getting caught in a

certain amount of time, isn't it?

Yeah, something like that.

The statute of limitations means that the

district attorney has to indict within

three years or he's licked.

We pull a nice clean job.

We give them nothing

to work on at that end.

Then we keep the

money out of circulation.

They get no leads.

No leads, no evidence.

Without evidence, they can't indict.

And the beauty of it is, with a state job

like this, the FBI can't get in the act.

All we gotta do is keep that money hidden

and sit tight for three years.

Then we're in the clear no matter what.

That's the law, kid.

It's as simple as that. Yeah, but maybe...

Maybe I don't want to wait

three years for my money.

Maybe I got things to do now.

Huh?

Okay.

Now buy out.

Money you can spend

today, tomorrow, anytime.

Fifty thousand cash.

That's quite a cut.

(Laughing)

You do have everything

figured out, don't you, Mr. Heck?

Just don't you forget

to figure one thing out.

No killings.

There's no statute of

limitations on murder.

There they are.

These are real dependable fellas.

Come in, boys.

Man, what a knocked out pant this is.

Nowhere, USA.

This is Johnny

Morrison. He gives the orders.

Johnny, these are three of the best. You

should have no trouble.

Thorn, Cole, Ruttberg.

All right. All right.

You'll all stay here until it's time.

This is the work.

I want you to eat it,

breathe it, and sleep it.

You're going to be racing the clock every

minute that you're in there.

From the time you go in, until the time

you come out, it's going

to be just eight minutes.

Wow, Mr. Hackett, you are a generous cat.

Now listen, if you're as much as thirty

seconds over, you can...

It'll be eight minutes, Mr. Hackett.

All right.

And it's going to be Thursday night.

That's when they're light on guards.

I'll call you.

[Music]

Doctor.

No.

Johnny, I don't know.

I just want to stay.

I'm going to make it all right.

Make it all right.

Make it all right.

Make it all right.

You get that, huh?

Now, in the case of Patient X, he

complained of a steady,

aching, gnawing sensation,

which extended deep on the jejunal side

of the gastro-jejunostomy.

Just deep on the water?

The jejunal side of the

gastro-jejunostomy.

That's epic alter to you.

Well, why didn't you say so?

Mm-mm. Now. Now, my time's enough.

Yeah?

Johnny.

I have to haul a jar for Hackett. I'll be

gone two, three days.

And when I get back here, we're clearing

it out and we're going to get married.

Look, why don't you just sort of calm

down for a minute,

fella, and relax your butt.

Listen, you. Go play

doctor someplace else.

If I catch you around here again, you'll

need a private hospital for yourself.

Just remember that.

Nice fella.

I've seen his breed around before.

You always wind up in the psychiatric.

Take my advice, Carol,

and get out from under.

Get out before the bad trouble starts.

He's obviously pretty mixed up.

Of course he's mixed up.

You would be too if

you had his tough breaks.

Look, take a doctor's advice, Carol.

He's a well-defined,

almost a classical psychotic--

Oh, Michael, please.

Don't do that.

You can't put medical

labels on everything.

When I met him, I was

confused and mixed up.

I needed understanding more

than anything in the world.

He gave it to me.

Now he needs understanding.

Yes, even love.

And you're going to give it to him?

Perhaps.

Oh.

Well, I guess I had it figured all wrong.

I had it in my mind that there was going

to be something serious

between you and me, not just--

No, Michael, it isn't that.

Well, what is it then?

I don't know.

Find out, Carol.

Find out real quick.

[door closes]

All right, let's get moving.

[engine starts]

Man, do I look the craziest, huh?

What's the matter, boys?

We've been having trouble

with the seep all night.

Sorry to get myself over--

Hey, Joe, turn that water off.

This is real great,

boy. How do you like it?

Come on down. Give me a hand.

Stop and wait. I'm going to sue you guys.

Oh, that's real fate.

What do you want back here?

What's it to you?

The burglar, I'm right inside the door.

[door closes]

What gives?

Things just conked up.

Man, I almost took a

shower with my clothes on.

The guy's inside now

calling the service truck.

We're going to have to

keep this alley clear.

Okay, Chief.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

Take off.

[dramatic music]

Repeat.

Car 24, 390 at rear of

1830 South Florida Street.

At 211, 1447 Haywood Street.

Car 24, take this call. Code 3.

Four men held up Merit Armor Transport

Company, shot guard.

Warning to all officers, these men are

armed and dangerous.

Car 24, 33, 18, converged main

intersections nearest Merit Company.

Be on lookout for taxi car

believed to be getaway cars.

And APV to all cars.

Block all central exits leading to freeway.

Stop and check all cars. Repeat. Stop and check all cars. [dramatic music] [tires screech]

[dramatic music] [dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

[water splashing]

Of course, if it's too hot for you in

here, Egan, we can

always open the window.

Look, why don't you get off

my back, will you, Lieutenant?

I got a load to haul. I don't want

Hackett jumping on me.

I'll apologize for you.

Look, I don't want to

get mixed up in anything.

You're already mixed up in it, Egan.

You think you're sweating now, you're

going to lose plenty more weight before I

get through with you.

You've been taking Hackett for every load

that you've trucked in.

Stuffing the stuff in a

warehouse down on Bush Street.

That's getting paid pretty well.

I know of it, because the guy who works

the docks down there likes to whisper in

my ear once in a while.

The book says your

little racket is a felony.

We can send you up for years.

I understand you got quite

a reputation with the dames.

Now, a nice long

stretch in a prison cell.

Well, at least on a desert island there's

always a chance that some blonde might

get shipwrecked too, but...

Of course, it's those

skin off of my nose.

Look, I'll make a deal with you, Costa.

Ah. We're going to hit you with an

accessory to a murder rap, Egan.

Oh, wait a minute, Lieutenant. You're

sticking a knife in my back.

I don't know who killed Mitchell. Maybe

Morrison did it. I

don't know. I wasn't there.

Morrison's alibi was you. Until nine

o'clock in the morning.

Now, would you like to change that?

Okay. I dropped him off

before I got to the warehouse.

What time?

About 7.15. It was an hour and a half

before I picked him up again.

Costa, homicide, APB on Johnny Morrison.

Suspicion to murder, but right away.

Listen, Lieutenant, that Morrison's

crazy. He practically said

he'd kill me if I talked.

You worried?

Why?

Yeah.

All right. Sit down.

Miqueau, I'll get you to wait in one of

our guest rooms until you hear from me.

I like to see Mr.

Hackett miss if he's in.

I'll tell him.

Tell him Lieutenant Custer.

I know.

Yeah.

Lieutenant Custer to see you Mr. Hackett.

Okay, Santa Man.

Please go right in.

Thanks.

Lieutenant, is this

story true about Johnny?

Well, as true as any

busted alibi could be.

Oh.

You wouldn't happen to

know where he is, would you?

No.

Hello Hackett.

I'm looking with Johnny Morrison.

So am I.

Oh?

I sent him out with a truck of mine.

I haven't heard from him since.

I want him and I want him bad.

So do we for murder.

Yeah, I know.

Well, what do you want from me?

A shoulder to cry on?

Right now I got troubles of my own.

Well, you gave him a job knowing what he

pulled on that hot

cargo deal out of Mexico.

Oh, that was then.

That was Mitch's truck.

Maybe Mitch framed him.

I don't know.

Morrison's a good driver.

He served his stretch

so I gave him a break.

Well, if you get any

kind of a line on him.

Sure.

Me first.

Then you.

Thanks.

Oh, uh, your secretary outside.

She's Morrison's girl.

You're the guys that dig through

keyholes, aren't you?

Oh.

Well, we all can't have such delicate

sensibilities as you, Hackett.

Thanks, Lieutenant.

Hello.

Johnny.

Johnny, you've had me on the

hook since 1030 last night.

You shouldn't do that, Johnny.

If you got any crazy ideas about that

money in your head, you

better get rid of him.

I got no crazy ideas.

Costa was just in here.

He's got his bloodhound smelling out

every inch of this city looking for you.

I know. I heard the broadcast.

That's why I had to

dump the money someplace.

You had to what?

I said I had to get rid of the money.

Was he the latter taking the chance of

getting picked up with it?

Now, listen.

Egan's rammed your alibi

right down your throat.

If you want to come out of this in one

piece, Johnny, you better pick that money

up again and meet me.

And meet me quick.

This deal is C.O.D., kid. Both ways.

I'll meet you all right.

Where?

Okay.

(door closes)

Would you like me to

park your car for you?

Oh, would you?

I'd be glad to.

Oh, that's so nice of

you. It's very kind.

You know, it just seems like I'll never

learn how to park this car.

My car!

Then I stole my car!

Somebody get a policeman!

Quick! Get a policeman!

That boy's going up

in my car. He's got...

(music)

(music)

Here's your money, kid.

Okay.

Okay.

Where's mine?

Pull over. I'll drive.

Bring the rope.

(door closes)

You dumped it in there?

Yeah.

You must be out of your mind.

Relax, will you? The money can't swim.

(music)

Give me the rope.

All right, take it up here.

Attaboy. (music)

Thanks, Johnny.

Thanks for everything.

(car engine starts)

And after a while chase

through Outpost Canyon,

Morrison finally crashed the stolen car

into the side of the hill

and managed to escape

from pursuing police.

Search parties are

still scouring the hills,

and roadblocks have been set of all

highways leading out of the city

to block every avenue of escape.

Mike, why don't you go

back to the hospital?

Really, I'll be all right.

My patients will live without me.

I'm thinking about Johnny Morrison.

I don't trust what he might do, and I

don't want you to be alone.

Johnny wouldn't hurt me.

There are many different

ways to hurt somebody, Carol.

And right now I think all

the different combinations

are boiling around inside of him.

I'll bet he's the

loneliest man in the world,

and probably the most dangerous.

I wish I could tell myself

not to believe you, Mike.

I think I understand.

Look at me, Carol.

Pity sometimes can, I

don't know, twist your heart

so that you end up crying the wrong kind

of tears for somebody.

I think that's the

way you cry for Johnny.

Mike.

Mike.

It's all right.

Everything's going to be all right.

Look, look, it's

almost time for breakfast.

Now, why don't you sit tight

while I get out of the corner

and pick up a sandwich or something for a

couple of starving characters?

Come on.

(knocking)

Yes?

It's me.

Mike.

I, uh, forgot something.

I don't get paid until tomorrow.

Here, folks.

Lucky I got paid today.

Andrée, don't scare me again.

Don't worry.

I'll mark three times.

Okay. (dramatic music)

Now what did you forget?

I said I'd be back for you.

Come on, we're leaving.

Johnny, it's no use. They'll get you.

They'll find you.

Carol, we're leaving.

We make one stop.

And then we go with all

the money in the world.

Come on, honey.

Mike!

I'm Lieutenant Coster.

Are you the man who phoned?

Yeah, Mike Banning.

Like I said on the phone, Morrison

slugged me, and then he took Carol.

When?

A little while ago, I saw him drive away.

You see what kind of a car?

Yeah. It was a 56 Ford, one

of those hard-topped coupes.

Come on. What color?

Blue and white.

Hey, this is Coster. Get out of the

bullet and all cars.

Morrison just kidnapped a girl who's

making his getaway in

a 56 hard-topped Ford.

Blue and white.

He's a psychotic. There's no

telling what he's liable to do.

The man is dangerous.

Do not try to intercept.

Do nothing that might

jeopardize the girl.

Keep under surveillance.

56 Ford, hard-topped, blue and white,

driven by Johnny Morrison.

Keep under surveillance.

M61, M61. Morrison and a girl just

spotted heading east

towards the Santa Ana Freeway.

We'll follow.

Car 34, go to Atlantic

Boulevard in Huntington Drive.

Follow blue and white Ford

hard-topped. Do not intercept.

[engine revving]

Try it.

All cars, blue and white Ford hard-topped

has been found abandoned on the highway

near the old Hackett Ranch.

Repeat, all cars.

[engine revving]

You're going to make a bad fit inside

that whole Hackett Ranch.

[gunshot]

[gunshot]

Help me with this. Come on, help me.

[engine revving]

[engine revving]

Hackett's dream.

Half million dreams only.

He died without...

He...

Johnny, you're dying too.

You and your dreams.

Why? Why did you do it?

Morrison, this is Caster.

You had it, Morrison. I

got this place surrounded.

[gunshot]

Come on out with your hands up.

Please, Johnny,

there's been enough killing.

Shut up. Nobody's going to kill me.

Johnny, you said you loved me.

You wanted to marry me.

All right.

I'll go with you.

We'll get married.

Morrison!

This place is surrounded!

We're coming out.

[gunshot]

Hey, smart Morrison,

come out on your own.

He's like a man on a ledge ready to jump.

Maybe I could go in and reason with him.

You stick to your racket,

Doc, and let us stick to ours.

You're just asking for a

couple of slugs in the gut.

Morrison, I'll give you 30 seconds.

You either send the girl

out alone and stay in there,

or come out on the weather.

I got to...

I got to buy the world for you, Carol.

I love you, Carol.

I love you.

Here, Johnny.

[music]

Harry?

Joe?

[music] You had a tough job ahead of you, Doc.

I know.

But I don't think it's too late.

Call the car in his office. He's dead.

[music]