"♪ (THEME MUSIC PLAYING) ♪" "Mannix s7e01 The Girl In The Polka Dot Dress" "(MAN CLEARS THROAT)" "(QUIETLY):" "Mr. Mannix?" "That's right." "I must talk to you." "I..." "I've been waiting for hours." "Come in." "Thank you." "You did say "neat," Mister...?" "Davis." "My name is Davis." "Emory Davis." "Thanks." "Well, it's difficult to know how to begin, since I've no idea how you feel about the supernatural." "Well, I live in a pretty factual world, Mr. Davis, but I do try and keep an open mind." "Well, that's all I ask." "See, for years, I have been the recipient... no, more truthfully, the victim... of flashes of precognition." "I can actually see bits and pieces of events before they really happen." "Not just dreams, Mr. Mannix." "Events that really happen." "Well, the crystal ball has been around for a long time, Mr. Davis, and there may be people who can see the future, and you may be one of those people." "But, uh, I really don't see where a private investigator would fit in." "Please, hear me out, Mr. Mannix." "Please." "All right, Mr. Davis." "For two days, I have been haunted by a vision." "A beautiful young girl, wearing a polka-dot dress, being shot at by a man wearing a mask." "In your, uh, vision, could you tell where this was all taking place?" "Outside the Glenville Hotel, downtown." "There was a newsstand at the corner, and I could see the news dealer and the headlines." "These headlines." "This is tonight's paper." "Exactly." "It's going to happen tonight, if it hasn't already." "Have you, uh, talked to anybody else about this?" "I went to the police, but I couldn't get past the desk sergeant." "I was told that there are too many real crimes to add imaginary ones." "The Glenville Hotel." "Well, that's not a neighborhood most people tend to visit late at night, especially a beautiful young girl." "But it is what I saw, Mr. Mannix." "Oh, I haven't slept in days." "I don't know who the girl is, but if anything were to happen to her," "I could never forgive myself." "I see the doubt in your eyes, but I have no place else to turn." "Isn't there something you could do, Mr. Mannix?" "Well, Mr. Davis, uh, if you've given up two, three days sleep," "I guess I could give up a couple hours... just to make sure it's nothing more than a vision." "Come on, Joe, if we paid attention to every crank lead that came in, we'd never get anything done." "Now, look, Adam..." "Joe, there have been no reports of murdered young girls tonight, in or out of polka-dot dresses." "And that's all that can be said for that." "Oh, Lieutenant." "Yes?" "That Hawaii conference call will be coming through in five minutes." "Hawaii?" "Yeah, so you can see I'm a little too busy to be talking to you tonight." "They had a small meeting there, you know, Appalachian style." "Syndicate boys." "Yeah, I caught that on the news." "Uh, penthouse at the Monakara Hotel." "Yeah, the Honolulu police nailed seven big ones, you know." "Headmen of anything you want to name:" "drugs, prostitution, rackets, the works." "And you're handling the extradition?" "Yes." "So you can see why I don't have too much time for clairvoyants who have polka dots before their eyes." "This must be a slow time for you, Joe." "(ELEVATOR BELL DINNGS) Some client, huh?" "Oh, I'm not getting paid, Adam." "Not in money, that is." "My client has promised to let me in on tomorrow's fifth race at Hollywood Park." "ADAM:" "I'll bet." "That's the news dealer I saw." "It's one minute to 12:00." "If it doesn't happen before midnight, it will just have been a vision, won't it?" "No polka-dot dress." "Mr. Mannix..." "That's the girl." "Excuse me, I'd like to talk to you, miss." "Now, look, it's very important." "I haven't got time to explain." "But if you don't get out of here right away, you could be in great danger." "Let go of me or I'll call the police." "(GUN COCKS)" "(GUNFIRE)" "Are you all right?" "Uh..." "Davis, call the police." "WOMAN:" "Oh, my..." "MAN:" "What happened?" "(SPECTATORS MURMURING)" "He's dead." "Do you know him?" "No." "Are you sure you don't recognize him?" "No." "Why should I?" "Because he was trying to kill you." "Miss Crane, please, try to understand." "This was not just an attempt to frighten you." "This man wanted you dead." "I do understand, but I've told you I don't know why." "All right, all right, let's-Let's start over again." "Now, look, you were on your way home." "Now, you decided to go into the Glenville bar for a drink, is that right?" "Yes." "All right." "Do you go there often?" "Once in a while." "In that neighborhood, late at night?" "Yes!" "Were you going there to meet someone?" "No, no one." "Look, it's late, Lieutenant, so if you're through asking questions, may I go?" "(KNOCKING ON DOOR)" "Come in." "We made him, Lieutenant." "I think you'll recognize the name." "Thank you, Charlie." "Wessler, Richard Wessler." "Button man." "Miss Crane, this is a hired killer." "A professional." "(CHUCKLES)" "But why me?" "Probably because he was hired by someone who wants you dead." "Good morning, Peggy." "Good morning." "Hey, that smells good." "(CHUCKLES)" "I'll do it." "I've been reading about you." "You'll do anything to get your name in the paper." "Almost anything." "Peggy, get me a rundown on a man named Emory Davis." "Who's he?" "(BLOWS AIR) A clairvoyant." "A what?" "A man who sees the future." "That's what I thought you said." "He helped me save the Crane girl's life." "It was his vision that got me to the Glenville bar." "Oh, Joe, you don't think he's for real..." "Let's find out." "I'll get right on it." "Oh, what about the girl?" "She all right?" "Yeah, I put her up at a place in the canyon for a couple of days until I can get this thing straightened out." "I'll get on your fortune-teller." "Morning, Peggy." "Good morning, Mr. Foreman." "Joe in?" "Hello, Bob." "Hi, Joe." "How are you?" "Fine." "On my way downtown." "I thought I'd stop by for a cup of that hot coffee." "Well, good." "Peggy?" "Come on in." "Thank you, Joe." "Oh, this is very nice, very nice." "Thank you." "Hey, uh, last Sunday on the boat, you told me you were going off on a month's vacation." "What happened?" "(BOB CHUCKLES)" "Business." "I had to cancel the trip." "(BOB SIGHS) Here you are." "Oh, thank you, Peggy." "Nothing at all." "Okay, Bob... what's wrong?" "Wrong?" "(CHUCKLES)" "Well, my office has been on your way downtown for years." "This is the first time you ever stopped in for a cup of coffee." "You know, Joe, I keep forgetting what business you're in." "I'll, uh..." "I'll level with you, Joe." "I need your help." "That girl who was in the shooting last night," "Jennifer Crane..." "What about her?" "(SIGHS)" "She was coming to see me." "Oh." "We're very close, Joe." "Well, that makes things a little complicated, doesn't it?" "Uh, how does your wife feel about it?" "Yeah." "Don't ask about my wife." "We're in the middle of a divorce." "Might get messy." "Which accounts for meeting places like the Glenville." "Yeah." "I think she's having me followed." "Oh, I hate this sneaking around." "Jennifer does, too." "Just what would you like me to do?" "Find out who's trying to kill her." "Name your fee, Joe." "Well, I was going to do that anyway." "No charge." "No." "I'll pay." "And, Joe, uh... is she all right?" "Fine." "And I'll tell her you're worried about her, and I'll also tell her that you've hired a private eye." "Thanks for the coffee, Joe." "And, Joe, uh... thanks for saving her life." "(ENGINE STARTING)" "(TIRES SCREECHING AWAY OUTSIDE)" "I got the first rundown on Emory Davis." "Quite a character." "He offered his services to New Orleans Police Department last May." "And what happened?" "Go down to where it says, "Get lost."" "That's a direct quote." "A murder case, solved without him." "Hmm." "What's "NJ, Buff, Phil, local TV, one out of ten"?" "Just what it says." "He had a local television show." "New Jersey, Buffalo and Philadelphia." "You know, predictions." "One of them came true." "One out of ten." "Some odds." "Yeah, what about the odds last night?" "Jennifer Crane is alive." "I can't explain that... yet." ""Became local celebrity." ""Sold services to private clients." "Bounced."" "Ah." "Which is your way of saying the Philadelphia Police found out and escorted him to the city limits." "I knew you'd learn how to read my notes one day." "Anything else?" "Turn it over." "Economizing on paper?" "Saving a tree." "Oh." ""Born New York City." "Real name..." "Karl Hammer."" "Any police record?" "That might take a few more minutes." "Take the whole day." "Where you going?" "To see my client." "Hi." "How's the water?" "Oh. (CHUCKLES)" "It's beautiful." "Everything all right?" "(SIGHS) Been so glad just to be alive," "I haven't had time to think about it." "Have you found out anything?" "Well, nothing that counts." "I still can't believe last night happened." "Jennifer, I think we ought to talk." "What is it?" "Bob Foreman came to my office this morning." "Oh?" "He's worried about you." "(JENNIFER SIGHS)" "I can tell from your expression that he told you about us." "Yes, he did." "Well, I didn't feel it was important that the police know I was on my way to the Glenville Bar to meet Bob." "It might have hurt him." "I can understand that, but, uh, the police are going to have to know." "Did he also tell you we had dinner together earlier?" "No." "I told him I..." "I wasn't going to see him anymore." "Hmm." "That he didn't mention." "I was tired of feeling humiliated all the time." "Of sneaking around." "The lies and secret arrangements." "I called it off for good." "Well, uh... why were you going to meet him again at midnight?" "The phone was ringing when I got home." "Bob said he had to see me to talk to me one last time." "It was important." "We had meant something to each other, so I agreed." "Does all of this add up to anything?" "Well, uh, at least it explains what you were doing there." "But not why anyone would want to kill me." "Mm." "Jennifer, uh, I don't want you to answer the phone unless it rings three times, stops, and then rings once again and stops, okay?" "Sure." "(CAR PHONE BUZZING)" "Mannix." "Joe, I've got Emory Davis on the other line." "He sounds very upset, and he wants to see you." "He says it's urgent." "I'm on my way, Peggy." "(KNOCKING AT DOOR)" "Who is it?" "MANNIX:" "Joe Mannix." "Come in." "Come in, Mr. Mannix." "Uh, please sit down." "Oh, can I get you something?" "No, thank you." "Uh, you told my secretary it was very important." "Oh, yes." "I had... well, I guess you might call it another vision." "Mm." "And what this time?" "The same girl." "Uh, more gunshots in the night, but this time, certain death." "You must warn her, Mr. Mannix." "I left her a little while ago, and she wasn't in danger at all." "And I'm the only one that knows where she is." "But I know what I saw." "After last night, there is reason for concern, isn't there?" "About your predictions..." "I did a little checking, Mr. Davis." "Or would you prefer, uh, Karl Hammer?" "Oh... (CHUCKLES)" "Emory Davis is simply a professional name." "It has been for years." "Maybe it's your profession that's questionable." "I know about your TV shows, your private practice, charging fees for your visions." "That is true." "I had to earn a living, so I told fortunes." "I read the Tarot cards." "I, uh, I made some predictions... harmless ones to make people feel better." "That's all." "In other words, you made your living by taking advantage of people's gullibility." "Uh, maybe even including me, hmm?" "But, Mr. Mannix, you saved a girl's life last night because of something I saw." "All right." "Be skeptical, but... at least be open-minded enough to believe that I might have the gift." "Well, I know I cannot call on it whenever I want to, and so, occasionally, I have exercised some mild deception for money." "A man, after all, must eat." "But this girl is in continuing danger, Mr. Mannix." "That was quite clear." "More gunshots and death." "I'll keep that in mind." "Thanks for the reading." "(SIGHS)" "(SIGHS)" "I appreciate you looking after her, Joe." "I really do." "Well, I can understand your concern for the girl, Bob, but, uh, there is one thing... she told me she had just broken off your romance." "Well, I'm sorry, Joe." "I should have been the one to tell you about that." "That's why I..." "that's why I asked her to meet me at the Glenville Bar." "I thought I could, well, talk her into believing in us again." "While waiting at the bar, the shooting began." "I just..." "well, made myself scarce." "Incidentally, uh, you are being followed." "You saw the man?" "Yeah, this morning, when you left my office." "Now, the question is, did he follow you last night to the, uh, Glenville Bar?" "No, I don't think so." "I was very careful." "It wasn't too difficult for him to follow you here." "What do you mean?" "He's outside." "Sure it's the same man?" "How do I get out the back way?" "There's a stairway down the hall." "What are you going to do?" "I think it's time I met him." "Do you know a six-letter word for "don't move a muscle"?" "Freeze?" "Very good." "Now, stand up slowly." "I'm clean, Mannix." "I'm a private eye, just like you." "Gerald Stockton." "Jerry... fellow professionals." "Who you working for, Stockton?" "Oh, come on, Mannix." "You've been tailing Robert Foreman." "And now he knows..." "I just told him." "You've blown your cover, Stockton." "You think that was a nice thing to do?" "Who's paying you?" "You've got nothing to lose now, Stockton." "Okay." "I'm working for his wife." "Or I was." "Trying to get some divorce ammunition." "She figures he's cheating." "What did you find out?" "Well, if he's cheating, he's pretty good at it." "I haven't picked up a thing so far." "How about last night..." "say, about midnight?" "Where'd he go?" "Well, he left his boat at the marina about 11:00, took off along Washington." "Right about Lincoln, he lost me." "A whole half mile." "Keep up the good work, Stockton." "Joe!" "Hi, Peggy." "You're late." "Did you get that rap sheet on our friendly mystic?" "Mm-hmm." "Here it is." "Nothing spectacular." "Mostly bunco." "Operating a crystal ball without a license." "The question is why did he come here and why these particular visions?" "Visions?" "Joe, that's plural." "Yeah." "He had another one." "Same girl..." ""Gunshots and death."" "Joe... the first time, it almost came true." "You don't think maybe...?" "He has the gift?" "(PHONE RINGS)" "Mannix." "(OVER PHONE):" "This is Jennifer Crane." "Something wrong, Jennifer?" "Well, I-I-I-I don't know." "Uh, I thought I heard someone outside a few seconds ago, and I-I thought maybe I'd better call you." "I'm glad you did." "Now make sure everything's bolted, and then lock yourself in the bedroom." "All right, I..." "(CLICK)" "Joe?" "Jennifer?" "Jennifer!" "Hello?" "(TAPPING SWITCH HOOK)" "Hello?" "The line went dead." "Call Adam and fill him in!" "Right." "(TIRES SQUEAL)" "♪ ♪" "♪ ♪" "(DOORKNOB RATTLING)" "(DOORKNOB RATTLING)" "♪ ♪" "♪ ♪" "(DOOR OPENS)" "(QUIETLY):" "Jennifer..." "Help!" "Shh!" "I told you to stay inside." "But someone's in there." "I better get you away from here." "(SILENCED GUNSHOT)" "Oh!" "You all right?" "Yeah." "Come on." "(HORSE NEIGHS)" "♪ ♪" "(HORSE NEIGHS)" "(HORSE NEIGHS)" "(HORSE NEIGHS)" "(SILENCED GUNSHOT) (HORSE WHINNIES)" "(HORSE NEIGHS)" "(HORSE NEIGHS)" "(HORSE WHINNYING)" "(HORSE WHINNYING)" "(GASPS)" "(WHINNYING)" "(SCREAMS)" "(SOBBING)" "Shh." "Take it easy." "(SOBS):" "Oh, God..." "(HORSE WHINNYING)" "(SILENCED GUNSHOT)" "(JENNIFER SCREAMS)" "(SIRENS APPROACHING)" "(SILENCED GUNSHOT)" "(SIRENS WAILING)" "(TIRES SCREECH)" "(TIRES SCREECH, SIRENS STOP)" "She's alive." "Get an ambulance." "Oh, you'll find one of them over in the stable." "Tony." "I guess the shot scared her and she slipped and fell." "Oh..." "Doctor, how is she?" "Well, she has a simple fracture of the right arm, and a mild concussion." "Can we talk to her?" "Not just yet." "It's really very important." "I'm sorry, Mr. Mannix." "She wouldn't make any sense, anyway." "She's under sedation." "Tomorrow morning, I'd say." "Joe, you figure out who's after her yet?" "It wasn't her they were after." "Well, then who?" "Me." "You?" "Why you?" "I can't answer that yet." "Well, then, what makes you think so?" "Well, there was someone in the house." "How rough would it have been for them to break through a bedroom door to get to the girl?" "It was a setup." "They were waiting for me." "All right, what about the shootout at the Glenville?" "Well, that was a setup, too." "If I'd got shot saving the girl, you and your boys would've spent all of your time looking for a motive for someone to kill Jennifer Crane." "I would've been an innocent bystander... a dead one." "And just who decoyed you?" "Both times?" "Yeah, I know." "A man who has polka dots in his dreams." "(KNOCKING ON DOOR)" "ADAM:" "Police!" "Open up!" "(KNOCKING ON DOOR)" "ADAM:" "Okay, Charlie, open it." "Davis?" "Davis!" ""I have nothing to live for." "It's best this way." "Emory Davis."" "Charlie, get an emergency unit over here." "Davis, did you write that note?" "Did someone force you to take those pills?" "Who?" "I saw it." "My own death... everything... right down to the pills." "I didn't believe it..." "Pretending all those years." "I have the gift." "I really have the gift." "Davis, who sent you to my office?" "♪ ♪" "Joe!" "Peggy?" "I was so worried." "What happened?" "Didn't Adam call you?" "Yes, but he was back on that Hawaii thing and left a lot of open spaces." "I'll fill you in tomorrow." "Now, it's getting late." "Why don't you get home?" "I'm sure Toby is screaming his head off for dinner." "Toby might not be the most gifted child in the world, but he can put a TV dinner in the oven." "Yeah." "Oh, Joe, Adam did say who was shooting at you tonight." "Um... a Joseph Purvin." "Purvin." "Another hired gun." "Detroit." "Joe, there's an awful lot of professional guns around." "Wonder what that poor girl did to make anyone so mad at her." "It's me they're mad at, Peggy." "Now, go home." "You...?" "!" "All along." "Emory Davis set me up." "But, Joe, why?" "I think I'm about to find out." "Oh, I get it." "You're going to sit here and wait, alone, so that they can try again." "That's right." "Oh, Joe, call Adam." "If our friends spot any police around, they won't show." "They're pros." "Now, go home, Peg." "But, Joe..." "Go home, Peggy." "(DOOR CLOSES)" "(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)" "♪ ♪" "♪ ♪" "♪ ♪" "(PANTING)" "Yeah, that's right." "Yeah, I got it." "Another hit man." "This time from New Orleans." "They're coming from all points of the compass." "They really want me dead." "Well, the news is better from across the Pacific." "Honolulu got seven out of eight." "Who got away?" "Well, he didn't get away exactly." "He just didn't show up at the meeting." "Know who he is?" "Uh-uh." "He wasn't a member of any of the Syndicate families." "See, all we know about him is that he's their front man on the West Coast." "(PHONE RINGING)" "Tobias." "Yeah, Peggy." "Yeah, just a second." "Yeah, Peg." "Joe, I ran it down." "I'm at the Pandora Boutique in Century City." "The polka-dot dress came from here." "Jennifer Crane buy it?" "Not exactly." "It was charged to Robert Foreman." "Uh, what's the, uh, date on the sales slip?" "The 12th." "Well, what do you know?" "Is that important, Joe?" "That's the day Emory Davis walked into my life." "Thanks, Peg." "♪ ♪" "Joe?" "Hmm?" "Something wrong?" "Maybe." "Maybe something very wrong." "(TIRES SQUEALING)" "(TIRES SCREECH)" "MANNIX:" "Hello, Bob." "Hi, Joe." "Come on in." "Drink?" "No, thanks." "Ah, come on, Joe." "Relax." "Well, I haven't been able to do that lately, Bob." "Not since you put out a contract on me." "You're good, Joe." "I'm sorry about that contract." "Why, Bob?" "(SIGHS) Well... that Sunday we were supposed to take that cruise, you arrived 15 minutes too early." "That was unlucky." "A mistake." "Because you got a good look at John Crowley." "And after the raid in Hawaii, you figured, if I saw a photograph of him," "I'd recognize him and put it all together." "Well, Joe, you're here, aren't you?" "So you sent Emory Davis to me with a built-in vision." "You bought a polka-dot dress and told Jennifer to wear it that night." "I had to make a choice." "You don't know the men I work with." "If they found out that you'd made the connection," "I'd be a dead man..." "like that." "So it was either me or you." "Sorry, Joe." "I'm sorry, too, Bob." "By the way, why didn't you go to Hawaii?" "(CHUCKLES, SIGHS)" "I'm lucky, I guess." "I wasn't due there till the third day." "On the second day, they got nabbed." "I had to change my plans." "And I'm afraid you're going to have to change them again." "Mannix." "You know a six-letter word for "don't move a muscle"?" "Put the gun on the bar." "So you weren't following him;" "you were working for him." "Mr. Foreman pays me well." "I mean, there I was, digging for divorce ammunition, and I find out hubby is the Syndicate laundryman." "So you know I'm not going to let anything happen to old Bob here." "He, uh, really pays, Mannix." "Stockton's a good man to have around." "No hard feelings, Joe." "You know what to do." "Move." "♪ ♪" "(ENGINE SHUTS OFF)" "Okay, Mannix, let's make it nice and quick." "It's going to be nice and quick for you, too, Stockton." "What do you mean?" "Once you kill me, Foreman's got no more use for you." "You're expendable." "(LAUGHING):" "You're crazy, Mannix." "You better listen, Stockton." "Foreman's been looking for a simple way to get rid of you..." "now he's got it." "Tomorrow or the next day, a couple of private eyes wash ashore." "The police figure they've knocked each other off." "It's simple." "No, just... just doesn't scan." "I can prove it." "How?" "Take the boat back." "I'll be in there, out of sight." "You tell Foreman you did the job." "If nobody takes a shot at you, fine, you can still take care of me, but if they're waiting for you with a gun, you'll be ready." "Say you're right... then what?" "We go to the police, and Foreman is through." "Think about it, Stockton." "He's got no reason in the world to keep you alive, but he's got an awfully good reason to kill you." "Hi, Jerry." "Everything all right?" "No sweat." "Uh, pull over and tie up." "Right." "Get rid of him." "(SILENCED GUNSHOT)" "You all right?" "Yeah." "Keep an eye on him." "I got him." "No hard feelings, Bob." "Joe... how would you like to be rich?" "I figure I'll live a lot longer just being smart." "Uh, give me Lieutenant Tobias." "This is Mannix." "I mean real rich, Joe." "Adam?" "That Hawaii case... how would you like to make it eight out of eight?"