"♪ (theme music playing) ♪" "Mannix s6e13 See No Evil" "Toby!" "Hi, Joe." "What were you doing, standing at the window waiting?" "Well, it is an hour past his bedtime." "The game went into extra innings." "It was super." "Hey, what do you mean super?" "The Dodgers lost." "Well, at least I got to stay up an extra hour and eat some more hot dogs." "(laughter) Oh, come on, you." "I'll see you, Toby." "Thanks, Mr. Mannix." "It was super." "Yeah." "Thanks, Joe." "I'll see you in the morning." "Good night, Peggy." "Good night." "(tire fluttering)" "(car approaching)" "(engine idles, then stops)" "(car door closes)" "(footsteps rapidly approaching)" "(woman screaming)" "(screen door squeaks)" "What do you want?" "I wonder if I could use your telephone." "I've got to call the police." "What's your name?" "My name is Mannix." "I'm a private investigator." "Well, there's an all-night market around the corner." "They got a pay phone in there." "Look, this is an emergency." "A woman was just stabbed to death." "(sighs)" "It's right over there." "Thank you." "Say, I thought I saw somebody standing at this window a moment ago." "No, it must have been some other window." "Oh, operator, get me the police." "Did you hear anything outside?" "Uh, sounds of scuffling, or a woman screaming, a car burning rubber?" "Nope, nope, I was watching the TV." "Uh, Lieutenant Malcolm, please." "Art, Joe Mannix." "There's been a homicide." "What's this address?" "(sighs) 540 Bryner." "540 Bryner." "No, no." "I thought there was a witness, Art, but, uh, it looks like I was wrong." "Your name?" "Ben Kohler." "Ben Kohler." "Okay, Art." "What'd you have to give him my name for?" "Well, he asked for it." "Besides, they'll question everybody on this street." "Well, yeah, but you made it sound like..." "Like what?" "Like I committed some kind of a crime." "Did I?" "I'm sorry." "(woman sighs)" "You did real good, baby." "Real good." "Do you know how much money she had with her?" "No, no idea." "But you say she was wearing jewelry?" "She had on a small wedding band.. gold, only ten karat." "Not much of that." "We were really poor in those days." "She had a diamond ring on the same finger, very large, and a diamond and sapphire bracelet." "That could give us a lead if any of it shows up." "Yeah." "Any idea who did it?" "No." "No witnesses?" "Not so far." "Well, somebody on the street must have seen or heard something!" "What about you?" "You were the first one there?" "Yeah, but, uh, as far as I know." "I heard a scream." "By the time I got there, the street was empty." "The street was empty?" "Except for my wife." "Now, that murderer didn't just disappear into thin air!" "We cordoned off the area, but evidently, we were too late." "Our best guess now is, he lives in the neighborhood." "He disappeared because he simply went home." "Lieutenant says you're a private detective." "That's right." "Well, that means you should be trained to notice things." "You didn't see anything?" "I thought I caught a glimpse of somebody in a window, but, uh..." "We questioned the Kohlers." "They didn't see anything." "They?" "There was only Mr. Kohler in the house when I was there." "She was asleep in the bedroom." "MANNIX:" "Mm." "Well, what kind of a world are we living in?" "People don't want to get mixed up in other people's troubles." "I mean, they don't want to get involved." "Somebody screams for help, you shut the window." "They're animals!" "Animals." "(sighs)" "(door opens)" "Can I help you?" "I want to see Mr. Mannix." "Can I tell him what it's about?" "Look, Miss, just do me a favor and tell him I'm here, please." "My name is Griswold." "Lou Griswold." "I'll tell him." "Joe, Mr. Griswold's here." "Show him in, Peggy." "Won't you come in?" "Please sit down, Mr. Griswold." "Uh, first, Mr. Mannix, I-I owe you an apology." "That stuff that I spouted off at police headquarters about, uh, the world we're living in and people not becoming involved." "Uh, I just wasn't thinking right." "You are involved, uh, and with a little bit of luck, uh, well, we might have an idea now who... who we're looking for." "What I'm trying to say is that, uh, I-I-I'm sorry, and, uh, thank you." "How about a cup of coffee?" "No, thanks, but, uh..." "Mr. Mannix, tell me, uh, what-what-what do you get a day?" "$100 a day plus expenses." "I'll give you two." "For doing what?" "Last night, the man who murdered my wife" "I want him caught." "Then at least I can tell myself I did everything I could." "Now, Mr. Griswold," "I know you must, uh, feel that you need to-to strike out at somebody, but I-I can understand that." "Look, Mr. Mannix, I didn't come here to be analyzed." "I mean, I don't want just somebody." "No, I want the man who killed my wife." "I want the man who killed Harriet!" "Look, this is very... difficult for me to explain to you." "I..." "We never had any children." "I mean, my wife..." "Harriet was all I ever had." "And I'm not gonna rest until I see that man trapped, and I can sit in a courtroom and watch him get what he deserves." "Mr. Griswold," "Lieutenant Malcolm's on your case." "You couldn't be in better hands." "Look, I know the police have hundreds of unsolved cases just like this one." "Lieutenant Malcolm told me so." "I don't expect them to drop everything and just concentrate on mine." "But I thought someone like yourself, if I made it worth your while, you could help me." "Mr. Griswold, why don't you give the police a few days, and if nothing turns up, why then maybe I" "Now, Mr. Mannix!" "I want your help now." "I know the police are gonna do everything they can, but I want more muscle." "I'm prepared to pay for it." "If it takes a week, if it takes months..." "Now, this man Kohler-- you said you think he saw the killing, right?" "That's right, but when I talked to him," "Kohler said he was watching television." "Well, then go to him again, talk to him again." "Offer him money, bribe him." "Threaten him if you have to." "Mr. Griswold, doing that could cost me my license." "Oh, come on, Mannix." "When's the last time you did a job entirely by the book?" "(typing)" "I..." "I take that back." "I'm sorry." "You do it your way." "But please, help me, Mr. Mannix, please." "All right, Mr. Griswold, I'll do what I can." "(door opens and closes)" "Where do you start?" "I don't know." "You didn't buy Ben Kohler's story 100%, did you?" "He seemed a little too anxious to get rid of me." "Do you think he spotted something and wouldn't talk about it?" "Possibly." "No one is anxious to get involved in a murder, Joe." "Maybe if I could talk to somebody in the neighborhood with his ear to the ground." "Hey, Peggy, what was the name of that kid that plays football for Fieldmont High?" "Uh, his mother was a friend of yours." "Glenn Girard?" "Yeah, does he still live in that area?" "Yeah... but why?" "Joe, you don't think, "once a thief, always a thief"?" "Oh, come off it, Peggy." "Oh, I'm sorry, Joe." "It's just that Glenn's turned into such a wonderful student and a marvelous son." "Doesn't mean he couldn't hear things." "Well, even if it was someone from his own neighborhood, he wouldn't open up about it." "Maybe." "How do you figure he can help you, Joe?" "Well, when a guy grabs jewelry, he's got a disposal problem." "Maybe someone approached Glenn or a friend of his to see if he wanted to put away a trinket for his mother's birthday and..." "Glenn's mother never had a birthday in her life." "Well, he still might know something." "Joe, the boy's been clean for three years." "Yeah, I know, Peggy." "That's why there's no reason why he shouldn't want to help me if he can." "(door opens)" "(door closes)" "QUARTERBACK:" "Ready, set, hut one, hut two." "COACH:" "Come on, Glenn, you can do better than that, let's go." "QUARTERBACK:" "Ready, set, hut one, hut two." "COACH:" "All right, again, Calvo, again, now, come on, come on." "(indistinct chatter)" "QUARTERBACK:" "Hut one, hut two." "COACH 2:" "Right down the line." "COACH:" "Vinnie, move, move, move." "When that ball moves, you move." "Go, eight!" "Find your spot!" "Ball move, I move-- remember that." "Ball stay, I go." "COACH:" "All right, Dickie boy, come on, come on, come on, let's get it moving... get on." "QUARTERBACK:" "Ready, set, hut one, hut two." "(whistles blowing)" "COACH 3:" "Right there, just like that." "COACH:" "Let's go, go, come on." "Ready." "QUARTERBACK:" "Ready... set, hut one, hut two." "What's bugging you, Glenn?" "Nothing's bugging me." "My timing's a bit off, okay?" "You better start catching a couple before the opening game." "Otherwise, 83 is gonna be pretty hard to find out there." "You want me sitting on the bench, say so." "Look, I hope it won't come to that." "Why don't you try another cutback and then take off for the day?" "Okay, let's try one more." "Say, you're Gil Whitney, aren't you?" "That's right." "Yeah, I saw you play in the Rose Bowl twice." "I only admit to once." "That second time, man, I was lousy." "Hey, you were basketball, weren't you?" "Yeah, State." "Yeah, Joe Mannix." "Man, that's great." "Well, what's the season look like, Gil?" "Well, as of now, I have to say we're gonna call an awful lot of running plays." "Yeah, I saw." "You mind if I have a couple of words with Glenn?" "As many as you like, as long as they include "hang on to that ball," man." "See you, Joe." "Right." "WHITNEY:" "Okay, let's hit the showers." "Glenn?" "Yeah?" "I don't know if you remember me." "My secretary is a friend of your mother's.." "Peggy Fair." "I'm Joe Mannix." "Yeah, I remember you." "I need a favor, Glenn." "You picked the wrong day to get anything from me, man." "Yeah, you didn't look too good out there." "You wouldn't be having more eye trouble, would you?" "Look, I know Peggy paid for my contact lenses." "Well, I lost them." "Did you tell the coach?" "No." "Why not?" "Look, that's my business, okay?" "Sure." "What's this favor bit?" "What kind of favor can I do for you?" "Well, I need some information, if you have it." "Is that what you use Peggy for-- go through her to find some stoolies?" "Well, thanks anyway, Glenn." "Hey, wait a minute." "(sighs) Look, I'm sorry." "This isn't one of my better days." "It happens." "What were you going to ask me?" "Last night, a couple of blocks from here, a woman was stabbed to death." "I heard about it." "If you ask me, I think it started out as a mugging and got out of hand." "But I didn't ask you, did I?" "MANNIX:" "Did you hear anything else about it?" "GLENN:" "Such as?" "Has anyone tried to sell some hot jewelry?" "Now, how would I know if a piece of jewelry was hot, cool, or body temperature?" "That's your answer?" "Find yourself another stoolie." "(car phone buzzing)" "Mannix." "Joe... it looks like someone's conscience just woke up." "Mrs. Kohler just called." "She wants you to call her right away." "Call her back, tell her I'm on my way." "♪ ♪" "(knocking)" "Mr. Mannix." "Uh, yes." "Won't you come in, please?" "I'm the one who called you." "I'm Ben Kohler's mother." "It said in the paper that you were here when that murder happened." "Is that why you called me?" "It also said that you're a private detective." "Yes." "I need you to help me, Mr. Mannix." "Why don't you sit down, Mrs. Kohler?" "They're missing." "Who?" "My son and daughter-in-law." "I took the bus from Bakersfield this morning." "Ben wasn't there to meet me as he said he would." "It's the same time always." "When it got to be near noon, I called Nora at the house." "(sobbing)" "But there was no answer." "Finally, I got a taxi and let myself in." "The... (sobs)" "Take your time, Mrs. Kohler." "The sandwiches were made and the vegetable soup was in the pot, waiting to be heated." "No sign of Ben or Nora." "Car was in the garage, but they left no message where they were going." "No note for the neighbors, no phone calls." "I waited for hours, but..." "I'm going out of my mind, I'm so frightened." "Did you, uh, tell the police?" "Yes." "Yes, I called the sergeant." "He sounded very young." "He said, if they didn't show up for 24 hours, to call back, and the Missing Persons Department would get on it." "I can't wait any longer." "From what you said about the lunch and preparation, would you say it's possible that someone was here, Mrs. Kohler, maybe, up until about 11 :30?" "Yes, about." "Oh, God..." "Heaven knows what's happened to 'em by now." "Do you think somebody might have wanted to harm them?" "Why?" "You know very well why." "You mean because they may have witnessed the murder?" "Of course." "But they told the police they saw absolutely nothing." "They were lying." "How do you know that, Mrs. Kohler?" "Ben called me last night on the phone." "They were scared out of their wits." "When you came here to call the police," "Ben said that man had a knife at Nora's throat." "In there." "Ben said he told them before he left that he'd kill them both if they said a word to a soul." "Did he describe the man?" "No." "Mind if I look around in there?" "Does your son or his wife wear contact lenses?" "No." "Have you any idea what could have happened or where they might be?" "No, I don't, but I'll get right on it, Mrs. Kohler." "(engine starts)" "(door opens)" "Hi, Joe." "Did you see Mrs. Kohler?" "Yeah, and I also stopped by and saw Dr. Bruce Ronsten." "Glenn Girard's optometrist?" "Yeah, and I had him check the prescription of these lenses against Glenn's." "They're his, all right." "Where'd you find them?" "At the Kohlers', in the closet where someone held a knife on Mrs. Kohler." "Someone who wears contact lenses, that wasn't wearing them, who dropped them there." "Doesn't add up, does it?" "The police only know the Glenn Girard with a juvenile record, not the Glenn we know." "You have to turn these over to Lieutenant Malcolm, don't you?" "Yeah." "But maybe not just yet." "What does that mean?" "Well, I want to make one more stop first, with you." "I want to see Glenn's mother." "Joe, half a dozen colleges are offering him scholarships." "He's on his way up, there's no stopping him." "No matter how badly he needed money, he couldn't have done it." "I didn't say he did, Peggy, but the police are gonna be in on it soon, and this calls for an explanation." "It's no longer just a case of robbery or murder by impulse." "A man and his wife have disappeared." "Are you trying to say that Glenn kidnapped them or killed them?" "I'm just trying to prove he's not involved." "Which hat do you intend to wear when you talk to Glenn's mother-- detective's or human being's?" "Oh, forget I said that, Joe." "Police will get you for withholding evidence." "Yeah." "Eh, between my license and my conscience," "I think Glenn's worth that much of a risk." "Let's go." "♪ ♪" "Uh, Girard, 3B." "He didn't steal no purse, and Glenn didn't stab no woman." "I don't care how much evidence you show me," "I'm telling you he didn't do it." "Not for money, not anymore." "That's exactly the way we feel, Mrs. Girard." "Well, then why are you questioning me?" "Mary, a woman was killed not far from here, and, so far, this is the only lead anybody's got." "Now, now, I know my boy." "I knew him when he was bad, and I know him now!" "And if you sic the cops on him, Lord help us, no telling what he'll do." "And they'll be hunting an innocent boy." "Then trust us." "How?" "Mr. Mannix hasn't told the police about that, but he'll have to, unless you can give us another lead." "What are you gonna tell the police?" "MANNIX:" "Where I found them, who they belong to and... unless I can talk to Glenn first." "Well, uh... no telling when he'll be home." "If he runs, Mrs. Girard, the police might draw the wrong conclusion." "He could get hurt." "Mary, it's the only way." "Well, all right." "If you want to talk to him, he's in there." "(window slides open)" "(footsteps clattering along fire escape)" "MANNIX:" "Glenn!" "Glenn, I just want to talk to you!" "Glenn!" "Glenn!" "Glenn!" "Glenn!" "Your license, Joe, only entitles you to help the law, not break it." "Why didn't you turn that in the minute you found it?" "'Cause I trusted the kid it belonged to." "And I still do." "A kid with a pretty hard record.. armed robbery." "Oh, come on, Art, that was three years ago, age 14." "Now he's a high school football star." "Even the pros are scouting him." "Athletes are human-- they fall down, they strike out, they run the wrong way." "Glenn Girard is not a murderer." "What happened to the Kohlers, Joe?" "I wish I knew." "You don't think there's any connection?" "Yeah, they could've been threatened by the killer and gone into hiding." "Joe, can you think of any reason why I shouldn't put out an APB on Glenn Girard?" "Well, just tell your boys that he's not known to be armed and dangerous, huh?" "My boys know their job." "Glenn's a kid.. he could panic, resist arrest." "If he does, he might also get hurt." "Yeah." "That's exactly why I hope to find him before you do." "QUARTERBACK:" "Three!" "Six!" "Hut one, hut two!" "WHITNEY:" "Vinnie, move, move, move!" "When that ball moves, you move!" "Go, eight!" "Find your spot!" "Hi, Joe." "Hi, Gil." "You said you had some news about Glenn." "Yeah, I think I know why he couldn't handle those passes." "He lost his contact lenses." "You could've told me that on the phone." "Now, why'd you really come down here?" "All right, Blake, play him head on." "Don't let him get inside outside." "The police have got an APB out for him." "I'd like to find him first, for his sake." "An APB?" "For what?" "Murder." "You don't mean you want to find him, you want to catch him." "Well, if the police get to him first and he tries to resist, why..." "You don't have to draw me any pictures." "I'm blessed with a lively imagination." "You know where I can find Glenn?" "All right, Dickie boy, come on, come on, come on." "Let's get a-movin'." "Get on." "Gil, you know where I can find him?" "You might find him at Garrity's hamburger joint." "That is, if you don't mind the possibility of being hassled." "I've been hassled by experts." "Freshman year, Glenn used to hang out there with some pretty hard types." "Maybe they'll welcome a chance to be helpful." "Thanks, Gil." "Well, Joe, get him back to me in time for the opening game, will you?" "He's a good kid." "Your boys look good." "Thanks." "All right, again, Calvo.. ball come, I come." "Remember that, ball go, I stay." "♪ ♪" "(indistinct chatter)" "Uh..." "Looking for someone?" "That's right." "Maybe you better check with Berdue first." "You got a problem, mister?" "I'm looking for Glenn Girard." "Glenn who?" "Girard." "He plays football for Fieldmont High." "I ain't never had the pleasure." "Hey!" "Some of y'all know a Glenn "Gee-rard"" "what plays, uh-- what was it, man?" ".. chess!" "Football." "(laughter)" "Five dollars say I can tell which card you pick, blood." "What do you say to ten?" "I say it's your money, baby." "Ten dollars." "Hmm, a real gambling dude." "(chuckles)" "King of clubs." "That's a good trick." "Know any others?" "Mm-hmm." "Plenty." "Maybe you can make Glenn Girard appear." "You couldn't afford it, baby." "Try me." "(shuffling cards) Already did." "You struck out." "(woman clicks tongue)" "Hey, Mister, over here." "You a cop?" "Private." "You want to give Glenn some trouble?" "I hope to keep him out of it." "What kind of trouble?" "Murder, for a start." "Not Glenn." "You don't seem shocked at the accusation." "Accusations aren't exactly hot news around here." "Where is he?" "Right now, I don't know, but he told me that he was gonna look up Berdue tonight." "Do you know where?" "Not yet." "It'll be wherever Berdue sets up his card game." "I think I can work it for you to sit in." "If you want to." "I do." "I'll go to work on it." "Call me when you know." "I'll call you." "If she tells you where Glenn is, will you tell the police?" "No, not until I talk to him." "And then?" "I'm satisfied he's innocent and knows nothing about the Kohlers' disappearance, still no." "Fair enough." "Oh, Mr. Griswold." "Mannix in there?" "Yes, but I..." "Well, what have you found out?" "Very little so far." "That figures." "To you, to the police, it's a... a job, just a job, huh?" "Win a few, lose a few." "You get paid either way." "To me, it's my life." "Now, what happens to that murderer?" "Does he just roam around free because you and the police didn't try hard enough?" "Mr. Griswold, the police are doing everything they can." "What about you?" "I'll get in touch with you the minute I have any news, believe me." "No, I'll-I'll call you;" "I won't be home." "Where will you be?" "I can't stay in that house anymore, Mannix." "I..." "I can't stay there because everything reminds me of Harriet." "I can't eat, I can't sleep," "I can't think." "I have a..." "I have a cabin up in one of the canyons, away from this filthy jungle, where I can get some air." "Mannix..." "I want you to catch that punk." "I don't care how you get him, you get him." "You won't be sorry." "I really feel for him, Joe." "I know what it's like to lose someone you love just like that." "Yeah, I know, Peggy." "(phone rings)" "Mr. Mannix's office." "Who's calling, please?" "Oh, just a second." "It's the girl, Elaine Massey." "Yes, Elaine?" "Mr. Mannix, you're set for the card game." "Where?" "You know the Hayes warehouse on East 40th?" "Be there at 9:00." "Wait in your car." "You'll get a call where the game's gonna be." "Can you give me one good reason why I should trust you?" "We're both trying to keep Glenn out of trouble." "Good enough?" "You're sure he's planning to show up?" "If you want to help Glenn, just be there." "(line disconnects)" "(car phone buzzing)" "Mannix." "MAN:" "Go in the warehouse." "Door's unlocked." "There's a phone in the office." "Wait there, you'll get a call." "Who is this?" "You want the card game, you do as you're told." "(line disconnects)" "(door creaking)" "(footsteps echoing)" "(gun cocks, gunshot)" "(gunshot)" "(gunshot)" "(gunshot, glass breaking)" "(footsteps running)" "(door slams shut)" "(tires screeching, engine revving)" "(knocking on door)" "Oh, please come in, Mr. Mannix." "Thank you." "I believe you've met, uh, Elaine." "Yeah, as a matter of fact, you're the reason I'm here." "I was hoping Mrs. Girard could tell me exactly whose side you were playing on." "Well, I don't understand." "She arranged for me to meet Glenn last night." "And did you?" "Well, I met somebody." "I don't know who, because he kept shooting at me." "You set him up for that?" "No, it was Berdue!" "I didn't realize he knew all along that I talked to Mr. Mannix, and got him into the card game so he'd be able to meet Glenn." "What does Glenn got to do with trash like Berdue?" "Berdue fronts for the loan shark." "Glenn borrowed money for the operation you had in the summer, Mrs. Girard." "He's paid most of it back." "But it hasn't been easy with the interest they charge." "What made you think that Glenn would be looking for Berdue at the card game?" "He wants to confront Berdue." "He says Berdue's been setting him up as a pigeon in the stabbing." "Why doesn't he just tell that to the police?" "Not a chance." "He wouldn't listen to any talk about turning himself in." "He was afraid some rookie cop might gun him down." "If I'd have been killed last night, every cop on the force would have treated him as armed and dangerous." "Is there some way you can get Glenn out of this?" "I think so." "If I can find out just how Glenn's contact lenses ended up in the Kohlers' closet." "Mr. Mannix, maybe I can help you do that." "How?" "Glenn phoned me this morning." "He wants me to meet him." "With the gun." "Glenn?" "Glenn, where are you?" "Glenn?" "Elaine!" "Where's the piece?" "I didn't bring it." "Well, what did you come here for?" "Joe Mannix wants to talk to you, Glenn." "Go back and tell him no." "But he's already here." "(footsteps approaching)" "ELAINE:" "Glenn!" "Glenn, wait!" "Listen to me." "Got the place surrounded?" "Listen to what I have to say." "If you don't buy it, I'll leave." "Solved the murder case." "Good work." "Thanks to the fine cooperation of that public-spirited little lady over there." "I haven't solved a thing yet." "I need your help." "That's why Elaine let me come with her." "Oh, sure." "How did your contact lenses end up on the floor of the Kohlers' closet?" "The whose closet?" "The couple that witnessed the murder." "So, that's what happened to 'em." "Berdue, right?" "Yeah, Berdue." "I couldn't make a payment on a loan." "A lousy 20 bucks." "That's all they had coming." "But they don't jive around." "They wanted the money or something to back it up." "Your contact lenses?" "Berdue said okay." "The contacts." "Those you got to have back, or there goes the old ball game." "So, I handed them over." "He dropped me off on the corner of Bryner and Fifth." "And then I heard some screaming, and I ran back, and there was this lady, lying on the sidewalk." "And Berdue was going through her bag." "I saw a car come up, and Berdue cut out." "He must have made it into one of those houses there, and dropped off my contact lenses, just in case the people got over being scared." "The next day, I had the $20, but he said he'd lost them." "Will you tell that story to the police?" "Hey, let's get out of here." "What's wrong?" "I told Berdue to meet me here at 12:30." "What for?" "I was gonna hold a gun to his head and let him know that I was through taking the fall for him." "Okay, let's go." "Everybody, freeze." "All right, take his gun, Glenn, baby, or I'll cut this broad." "You know me, man." "I do not play." "Bring it over here." "Come on!" "Drop it." "Ow!" "(grunting)" "Up." "Up." "Get away from me, man." "Hey, wait a minute, man." "How about giving me a break?" "Where are the Kohlers?" "Who?" "The couple you threatened the night you stabbed that woman." "You mean the folks who I hid out in their closet?" "Yeah, that's right." "Where are they?" "How should I know, man?" "They're missing." "Did you kill him, too?" "No, no, no." "Wait a minute, you can't pin that on me, man." "I never went back there, I swear." "Look, wait, after I got to tell them what I'd do to them, man, they was so scared, they wouldn't have spilled the right time." "I never went back to that place again, man." "I didn't have to." "All right." "Let's go." "Thank you, Mrs. Kohler." "If I hear anything at all, I'll call you at once." "And the Kohlers are still missing." "The news of Berdue's arrest went out over television and radio." "If they were in hiding, they would have heard the news and come back." "Where do you start looking for them?" "(sighing):" "I don't know." "I wonder if, uh, Griswold has heard that the guy who killed his wife has been booked." "He hadn't heard when he called." "When was that?" "While you were out." "He wanted to know how you were doing." "Did he say where I could reach him?" "He said he'd call you." "He sounded kind of drunk." "Naturally enough, I suppose, in his state of mind." "And what was his state of mind?" "To do something about his wife's murder." "Well, why isn't he here, breathing down my neck, waiting for a break in the case?" "Unless he has done something." "Like leaving town?" "Suppose he kidnapped the Kohlers to make them talk or to punish them for not talking?" "Oh, Joe, he'd have to be some kind of a psycho." "Well, if he were a borderline psychotic, his wife's murder could have pushed him over the edge." "Peggy, see if you can trace the number he called from." "I already did." "His mountain cabin." "It's up past Alisal." "I'm going up there." "Joe, it's over an hour's drive." "Why not just call the sheriff?" "I'm afraid Griswold, in his present state, wouldn't care whether he lives or dies." "If a sheriffs car drives up..." "Joe, you don't think he's already killed them?" "I don't know, but if he sees a uniform, he just might." "GRISWOLD:" "Mannix!" "Hold it right there!" "Mr. Griswold, I want to talk to you." "Get off of my property, and stay away!" "Mannix?" "Mannix, stay away from me!" "I don't want to kill you!" "Oh!" "Oh!" "Griswold." "We got the man who killed your wife." "My..." "The man who killed your wife-- he's in jail." "Who was it?" "No one you know." "A punk." "Now, where are they?" "The Kohlers-- what have you done with them?" "Where are they?" "!" "The cellar." "(muffled yelling)" "(Mrs. Kohler sighs) KOHLER:" "Oh." "Are you all right?" "MRS. KOHLER:" "Yes." "Mm." "(Mrs. Kohler sighs, Kohler spits)" "Oh, a couple of times he came down here with that gun," "I thought he was gonna kill us." "But he..." "But he just couldn't seem to do it, I guess." "(footsteps approaching)" "(Mrs. Kohler sighs)" "Oh." "Whew!" "(the Kohlers sigh)" "I meant to do it, Mr. Mannix, I really I meant to do it." "I mean, somebody had to teach them a lesson." "I mean... what kind of people are we turning into?" "Closing our eyes, building walls around ourselves." "I meant to show them." "You hired me, why didn't you leave it to me?" "I hired you to see that justice was done." "Where is justice, in a courtroom?" "Slap on the wrist?" "Don't do it again?" "That's right." "In a courtroom, nowhere else." "Now, Mr. Griswold, I'm afraid you're gonna have to find that out the hard way."