All language subtitles for The Six Million Dollar Man - S01E07 - Eyewitness to Murder.en

Everything fine here?

Great. Fine.

Charles, come here, please.

Will you take care
of this right away?

Table 14, thank you.

(TICKING )

Ah, excellent.

How about some brandy?

Yes, that would be nice.

Gentlemen?

By all means.

Napoleon?

Yes, certainly.

Sounds good.

SANDUSKY: Well, how about
finishing off the wine.

TOM: Oh, it's great.
It makes me sleepy.

SANDUSKY: Ah, keep
your wits about you now, Tom.

TOM: Okay, we'll try.

Enjoying your dinner,
Mr. Austin?

Nicky, your chef's a winner.

But so temperamental.

Care for some more wine?

No, just some coffee, please.

Okay. Thank you.

(COIN CLINKS)

Yeah, I'd like to place a collect call
to New York City.

(RINGS)

(PHONE RINGING)

(RINGING CONTINUES)

Hello?

Uh, yeah, this is Hopper.

Yeah.

HOPPER: I'm with him
now in a restaurant.

He's having his last meal
only he doesn't know it.

So it's...

11:30 now.

Tell Mr. Ritchie the contract will be
carried out at midnight tonight...

give or take a few minutes.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

FLIGHT COM:
It looks good at NASA One.

B-52 PILOT: Roger.

BCS Arm switch is on.

FLIGHT COM: Okay, Victor.

B-52 PILOT: Landing Rocket Arm switch is on.
Here comes the throttle.

Circuit breakers in.

STEVE:
We have separation.

B-52 PILOT:
Inboard and outboards are on.

I'm comin' forward with the side stick.

FLIGHT COM.' Looks good.

PILOT: Ah, Roger.

STEVE:
I've got a blowout in damper three.

SR-71 PILOT:
Get your pitch to zero.

STEVE:
Pitch is out. I can't hold altitude!

B-52 PILOT: Correction. Alpha Hold is off.
Threat selector is emergency.

STEVE: Flight Com. I can't hold it!
She's breaking up! She's breaking--

ANNOUNCER:
Steve Austin. Astronaut.

A man barely alive.

We can rebuild him.

We have the technology.

We can make him better than he was.

Better, stronger, faster.

(MAIN TITLE THEME)

Gentlemen,
I'd like to propose a toast.

To our work together.

Getting this indictment will be sweeter
than any fee you'll ever receive...

in what I hope will be long
and illustrious legal careers.

And a toast to you, sir.

The man of the hour.

Thank you, Tom, Gary, Dick.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Thank you, Mr. Austin.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

- A cab, sir?
- Yes, please.

It might take a few moments
at this hour.

Well, that's all right.

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS)

Still working late hours,
I see.

Not much longer, Phillip.

Thank you... oop--

(BIONIC EYE SOUND EFFECT)

(DYNAMIC MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(BIONIC EYE SOUND EFFECT)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES )

(ENGINE STARTS)

STEVE: Hey, you! Fella!

(TIRES SCREECHING)

STEVE: Hey, stop!

Wake me up out of a sound sleep...

you ask me to come down here and exert
my influence to open up the police files.

What is this all about?

I told you the killer
was a pro, Oscar.

And this is where all the pros
end up, in a mug file.

That's right,
eventually they do.

But there are murders
that go on every day.

That's what police departments are for.

Oh, I see. Just forget about it and let
somebody else take care of it, right?

Right.

You know you've got a blind spot,
Oscar?

Hmm?

You're so caught up
with the loftier issues...

you can't see the simple fact
that I witnessed a murder!

You are forgetting the fact
that our investment in you...

is precisely for these...

what did you say, "loftier issues"?

Very good.

You're employed exclusively
in situations...

that require your unique
and special attention.

Now how's that for 5:00 in the morning?
That's pretty good.

Flattery will get you nowhere, Oscar.

The day I see a murder and
don't do anything about it...

this million bucks of technology I'm carrying
around in my eye isn't worth two cents.

Now you just relax while I finish these.

Even if you do find the photo, you can't tell
anybody how you recognized him.

What are you talking about?

Your bionic eye, pal, that's as
classified as a missile site.

Now if you do find a photograph,
I'll notify the police.

I'll do anything I can to satisfy your concern,
but I can't let you get involved in this.

(SIGHS)

Well, he's not in here anyway.

But I know he was a pro, Oscar.

(GROANS )

Pal, it's the middle of the night.

I'll drop you off at your hotel.
All right?

All right.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello.

Yes, this is Oscar Goldman.

OSCAR: Well, yes, put him on.

Hello, sir.

Yes.
(CHUCKLES)

Yes, it is.

Yeah.

You.

All right,
I'll get on it right away.

Yes, sir.

That was Washington.

What is it?

Have you ever hear of a man
called Lorin Sandusky?

Yeah, I've heard of him.
A special prosecutor.

A very special prosecutor.

The man that you saw get killed
tonight was a member of his staff.

Name of Tom Windom.

Well, then one of the
other fellas must have been--

Sandusky.

The bullet was meant for him.

What did Washington want with you?

Not me, pal.
Us.

To see that the special
prosecutor remains alive...

while they get an indictment
against Victor Ritchie.

The racketeer?

The biggest there is.

I'll go see Sandusky.

At 5:00 in the morning?

Yes, at 5:00 in the morning.

What's so funny?

A minute ago this whole thing
was a yawn to you.

Now you're into it up to your neck.

A minute ago, that was a nobody,
somebody I didn't know...

but this is something else.

Oscar, how could you believe that?

I don't have time to argue with you, pal.

In exactly 28 hours, the statute of limitations
runs out on Victor Ritchie's crimes...

and Lorin Sandusky is the only man that
can bring it before the Grand Jury.

When does Sandusky go to court?

9:00 AM Tuesday.

(SIGHS)

Yeah, I'd like to place
a call to New York City.

Room 314.

(PHONE RINGING)

SEBASTIAN: Hello.

HOPPER: Tell Mr. Ritchie the accident
was unavoidable...

Mr. Ritchie doesn't like
to hear about accidents.

That's why he hired you.

Look, don't worry.

I can assure you Lorin Sandusky will be
dead by 9:00 tomorrow morning.

( DIAL TONE )

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

SANDUSKY: Well believe me,
Mr. Goldman...

I share the government's concern...

but I've been a prosecutor
for 20 years...

and threats against my life
are just part of the job.

I can't afford to let them bother me.

I appreciate that, Mr. Sandusky,
but anything that has to do with security...

I'm going to have to
make the decisions.

Now is there anything you're gonna need
between now and tomorrow at 9:00?

No, no I'll be in conference with my staff
around the clock.

We want to make absolutely certain our
case against Richie is air tight.

Tom's death has a--

Tom's death has turned us
into angry men, Mr. Goldman.

I understand that, Mr. Sandusky.

Now is there any reason why
you might have to leave the hotel...

between now and
tomorrow morning at 9:00 AM?

Only at 1 :00.

There's a preliminary filing of papers
at the courthouse this afternoon.

I'll see what I can do
about canceling that for you.

No, no.
You mustn’t do that.

It's part of the judicial process.
Ritchie's lawyers know it.

Everything has to be legally proper.

They might try again.

Considering the statute of limitations
and the case I have against Ritchie...

I would think so.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

I got that hotel wrapped up
as tight as a drum.

I've got police in the corridors,
in the stairways, in the elevators.

Mandrake the Magician
couldn't get in.

That may not be enough, Oscar.
Remember this killer's a pro.

If you see him again, Steve,
would you recognize him?

I'm positive.

All right.

Sandusky doesn't budge
from that hotel until 1:00.

That'll give us time,
time to track the man down.

How'?
By stopping people in the street?

Well, you can start by looking up
a man I used to know...

a man that we in Intelligence
used to call a stool pigeon.

But Oscar, I'm no detective.
That's your bag.

Steve, you're as good
as anybody now.

Tell him Oscar Goldman sent you.

I'll have a hot dog.

Your name Dorsey?

Yeah.

Oscar Goldman sends his regards.

Oscar Goldman?
What does he want?

A little ketchup.

Huh?

Ketchup.

Oh.

Now tell me about Victor Ritchie.

Hey, I don't have anything
to do with him!

Come on, Dorsey,
I don't want to play games.

Now, Oscar tells me you've been
passing out information...

since you were in short pants.

Now who would Victor Ritchie
call in for a hit?

Listen, a guy like Ritchie...

he's got plenty of soldiers in his own
organization for that kind of thing.

Well, I tell you what,
you write down their names...

and if you're lucky,
you won't see me again.

Yeah. Be right with you.

Just these three?

Maybe somebody else...

somebody I heard about
from out of town.

I don't know his name,
I swear.

All I know is that he's supposed
to have the perfect cover.

Yeah, which is what?

You hire this guy,
but you never see him.

They call him The Big Buy.

Guarantees performance.

Never misses.

That's what I thought.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

329ORF.
Your information's correct.

That is one of our rentals.

But that car was stolen
yesterday afternoon.

Well, thank you very much.

If you find the car,
give me a ring.

Anything?

Well, just what you investigators
call spinning your wheels.

Dorsey confirmed there's a big-time hit man
in town but he doesn't know who.

The license plate I saw
was from a stolen rent-a-car.

It's almost one.
Time for the prosecutor to leave.

Come on, let's go.

Well, Oscar,
there's one more thing.

What's that?

I don't know what you did
in the old days...

but the minute I mentioned your name,
Dorsey turned white.

What'd you do?
Use a rubber hose?

Me? Certainly not.

Sure...

Mr. Goldman?

Yes.

Lieutenant Tanner.

Oh, yes, Lieutenant,
you're in charge of this floor, aren't you?

Mmm-hm.

Powers that be tell me
you've got a free ticket...

to come and go
with the special prosecutor.

That's right.

This is my associate,
Steve Austin.

He's also in on the free ticket.

I'll take all the help
I can get on this one.

Good. I'll tell Sandusky
it's time to leave.

Excuse me.

Austin, weren't you
an astronaut or something?

That's right.

Well, what're you doing in this business?

Well, Goldman's
got something on me.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

Yeah, I know they
doubled their guards.

It doesn't matter.

Look, I'm going over to the
courthouse this afternoon.

Don't worry about a thing.

I said it doesn't matter.

Okay?

Good.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(WATCH TICKING )

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Let's go.

Come on. Let's go.

(BIONIC EYE SOUND EFFECT)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(METAL CREAKING)

What'd you do with my door?

This'll more than cover it.

You mind telling me your name?

Steve Austin.

Well, let me be thee first to tell you
Mr. Austin...

you just made a giant blunder.

No chance.
You're my man.

Let's go.

(MERRY MUSIC)

His name is John Hopper.

I've never seen him before.

He's the man who shot Tom.

How do you know that?

Someone...saw him.

Last night?

Yes.

In the alley
between the buildings?

Actually, it was on a rooftop.

Well, as a cross-examiner, I'd have no
trouble challenging that testimony.

It was too dark
for a positive identification.

I'll explain it to you later.

The important thing is
we've got him.

Well...

Tomorrow morning
I've got Victor Ritchie...

and I've a good amount of work to do,
so if you'll excuse me.

I don't know where you get your information,
but I don't think he's our man.

Well, I'd be surprised if he didn't
have a good story, Lieutenant.

He's in town from Milwaukee
staying at the Hotel Royal.

He's a salesman,
machine parts.

It checks.

I'm much more interested in where
he was at midnight last night.

I was getting to that.

I think you better have
a look at this with me.

TANNER:
We all set up?

Let's roll it.

That's very sweet. Well, it's been
very nice talking to you, Miss Williams.

Please give my regards
to the people in Richmond.

Huh? Bless her.

“IV-Milan.

Our next guest
on the Out-Of-Towner Show...

is a gentleman named John Hopper
from Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

Let's have a big welcome
for him, huh?

Well, John,
what brings you to town?

Um, I'm a salesman.

Oh, what do you sell?

Say, excuse me.
This isn't--

Okay, freeze it there.

It's a local talk show,
it's on from 11 :00 to 1 :00.

This is a tape of last night's show.

That's him all right.

What time was the show taped?

You know the answer to that?

Yes, sir. It's a live show.

This thing started at 12:03.

Windom was shot at midnight.

There's no way that Hopper
could have fired that rifle.

Well, look, Lieutenant,
hold him anyway...

until Sandusky's in front of the
Grand Jury at 9:00 in the morning.

On what charge?

Jaywalking! Anything!

Mr. Goldman, I'd bend the law
if I had something to go on...

but all I've got is a salesman
from Milwaukee with an air-tight alibi.

He's not our man.

Look, I know--

Thank you, Lieutenant.

You're free to go,
Mr. Hopper.

(SCOFFS)

Okay, thank you.

I apologize.

Oh, that's all right.

I'm a law-and-order man myself,
you know'?

I understand how these things happen.

First chance we get
we'll have your bionic eye checked.

Maybe the infrared's
on the blink, Steve.

Oscar, I know what I saw!

Listen, you're the 6 million dollar man,
but you're not infallible.

Even a bionic eye
can distort at a distance.

Well, I'll see you later, Oscar.

Where're you going?

Until 9:00 in the morning I'm gonna
cover Hopper like a blanket.

Steve, you made a mistake,
let's let it go at that.

Let's stay close to Sandusky.

No, you stay with Sandusky.
I'm gonna go with Hopper.

Pal, I could order you.

I know, pal.

I'll be in touch.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(COIN CLINKS)

Yeah.

Yeah, I still can't figure out
how he made me on the rooftop.

Yeah, but I was picked up
and that's never happened before.

Never happened before.

Look, all I know is this Austin
character's into my life...

and I want him off my back
for the next 16 hours.

Now whatever it costs, spend it.

Tomorrow's a big payday.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Excuse me, do you have
a John Hopper registered here?

I'll check.

Yes. Yes, we do.
Room 314.

Thank you.
Where's the house phone?

Next window over.

314, please.

OPERATOR: Sorry, sir,
he's been out of his room all morning.

Thank you.

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

( BUZZES )

( METAL AND
WOOD CREAKING )

Can I help you, sir?

Yes, are you the manager?

I am the proprietor,
Henley is the name, at your service.

You remind me of someone,
oh, it's on the tip of my tongue.

Are you in the cinema?

No, sir.
My name is Steve Austin.

I did a little filming
on the moon once, but--

The astronaut, Colonel Austin!
Of course.

I knew you were a celebrity
of some kind.

Well, what can I do for you,
Colonel Austin?

I was hoping you could provide me some
information about one of your customers...

a John Hopper from Milwaukee?

Hopper, yes,
machine parts as I recall.

Wears our clothes rather well,
if I may say so.

Do you recall
the last time he was in?

Oh, yes. It couldn't've been
more than a couple of days ago.

He knew exactly what he wanted,
a traditional blue, gray, and brown.

Indium.

Two of each?

Without vests.

Well, is that kind of unusual?

Oh, not at all.

Our establishment is over 80 years old,
Colonel Austin...

and known throughout the country,
I might add.

Executives of a conservative bent
often order two of each...

when they happen to be in the city.

I see. Well, thank you very much,
Mr. Henley.

Colonel Austin,
if you don't mind my asking...

what was the moon actually like?

Well, have you ever been in the middle
of Wyoming on a clear night?

No, no, I don't believe I have.

Well, that's what it was
like being on the moon.

Really? Wyoming.

I must visit there sometime.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(ENGINE REVS)

(METAL CREAKING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(METAL CREAKING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

OSCAR: Are you sure the truck
was trying to run you down?

STEVE: Oscar, you've played
the skeptic long enough.

OSCAR:
Was it Hopper at the wheel?

I was a little bit busy at the time.

But what does it take to convince you?
To get my neck broken?

You have a point.

You don't have much faith.

I haven't lost the faith, pal.

I just can't figure out how Hopper
could be at two places at once.

Well, he was, Oscar.
I saw him.

All I gotta do is find out how.

I'll be at his hotel.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

CLERK: Room, sir?

Uh, 314, please.

Yeah, thank you.

MAN: Where have you been?!

Leading our friend Mr. Austin
on a tour of the town.

MAN: Well, the boys
said he was dead!

The boys were wrong.

MAN: Anyways, I don't like it, John.

I mean, every time I make a move,
this Austin character turns up.

Maybe we shouldn't
go through with this contract.

No, we'll go through
with it just as we planned.

You know this Austin character
might be something special...

he's not that special, not for us.

MAN: You got something
else in mind?

Trust me, little brother.

I promise by 9:00
tomorrow morning that...

Austin will
take care of himself.

You ready?

Yeah, I guess I'm ready,
but I still don't like the feel of it.

Why don't you relax?

By the time you hit Sandusky at 9:00,
I'll be downstairs firming up our alibi.

Steve Austin?

If it'll make you feel better, I'll have Austin
countersign a check for the hotel bill.

Okay?

Yeah.

Hey, make sure he's hot
on my tail before you leave.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Just a few minutes.

No sense in giving
a sniper an edge.

I've picked out a new route
from here to the courthouse.

How long will it take?

Same as yesterday,
13 minutes.

Is the courthouse well staked out?

Practically every cop in town
is either down at the courthouse...

here at the hotel
or along that limo route.

Sounds all right.

The prosecutor should be ready
to leave in exactly 4 minutes.

He'll be ready.

I'll make a last minute security check
between here and the street.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

He's in the coffee shop
across the street from the hotel.

Doesn't look like he's
in a hurry to go anywhere.

Good.

We're 20 minutes away
from getting inside that courthouse.

STEVE: He's coming out now.

Oscar, see you later.

Time to go.

Mr. Goldman, I have to be
there in 13 minutes.

I know.

If it makes you feel any better,
I'm nervous, too.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(BIONIC EYE SOUND EFFECT)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(BIONIC EYE SOUND EFFECT)

Hopper!

(BIONIC SOUND EFFECT)

REPORTER #1:
Mr. Sandusky, a few questions, please?

REPORTER #2:
Mr. Sandusky!

What are you?

Just a man who knows
what he sees.

Let's go.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Mr. Hopper,
your brother's waiting.

How'd you know?

Let's just say
I've got an eye for details.

Let's go.

Let's everybody have some more.

Good, thank you.

It's good stuff.

It is, isn't it.

Excuse me just a minute.

A little more Champagne?

Yes, thank you.

You know, I've been puzzling about
something for the past three weeks.

Mr. Austin, were you the person who
recognized Hopper on the rooftop...

the night of the killing?

Yes, I did.

Amazing.

How did you recognize him
in the dark like that?

Well, I eat a lot of carrots.

(CHOKES )

I see.

Um, excuse me.

That's very interesting.

Well, gentlemen,
I'd like to propose a toast.

To the Grand Jury for returning
indictments on all counts.

Yeah!

- We got outta that one all right.
- Yeah.

Oscar, what if the man I saw killed
turned out to be a nobody...

what would you really have done?
- Here we go.

I don't deal with nobodies, pal.

Well...

then let's drink to all the nobodies Victor
Ritchie stepped on all these years, huh?

I'll drink to that.

(END THEME MUSIC)