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Chief!
How very nice it is to see you once again.
It's been a long time.
Not long enough.
Oh, you haven't changed a bit.
Still the same hard tone, the same bite of sarcasm, the same comp.
Exactly the same. Sit down.
Except something new has been added.
My assistant Eve Whitfield.
I'm very pleased to meet you, Miss Whitfield.
Officer Whitfield.
A pity. I'm Arthur Justin.
I know.
Apparently everyone knows. Price of fame.
I no sooner stepped off the airplane,
breathed in the refreshing atmosphere of a lovely city once more,
when this young man inquired if I were Arthur Justin.
Polite too, I might add,
which is more than Chief Ironside ever bothered to be.
Why, you're here, Justin.
To visit the old town.
To gaze once more upon the wonder of the Golden Gate Bridge,
Market Street, the cable cars.
And how long do we expect this gazing upon our wonders to take?
Until I tire of it.
Then off I go, following my whims in the wind.
No rest for the wanderer.
By the way, am I in custody?
No.
Oh, then. Just a friendly visit.
A warning.
That's friendly.
I don't suppose you'll listen to some advice.
You've changed, Chief.
You never gave advice before.
You simply made arrests.
Do I get the key to the city as well?
You get the key to the lockup, if you want.
Oh. You haven't changed.
Chief, it's still a pleasure to do business with you.
Hope to see you again, my dear.
Don't bother to show me to the door.
I'm sure you have someone outside waiting to tail me.
Anyone I know.
So that's Arthur Justin.
Funny little guy.
Not that funny.
Reference your query, Arthur Justin departure for San Francisco.
If you have golden teeth, lock it up, New York Police Department.
I owe you an apology.
I thought sending all those wires to check up on all-known jewel thieves
was wasted detail work.
Detail work is never wasted, Eve.
You know, of all the hoods and superhoods I thought would show up,
I never expected a clown like Arthur Justin.
The thought of him with a gun in his hand,
bowing from the waist and saying,
Can I please have those jewels?
You keep that thought, since you're the one who'll be riding with the jewelry.
But here's another thought to go with it.
Even though we haven't been able to nail him,
Arthur Justin is a killer.
These are only some of the pieces from the Appleton collection.
Your company insures it for 3 million, doesn't it?
I thought it was worth more than that.
They're priceless, but there's a limit to how high we'll go.
You're lucky.
You only have to sweat it out for the four days the collection is here.
I'm with it for the whole tour.
Seven cities, seven museums,
seven police departments and seven ulcers.
You sound as if you've already accepted the idea they'll be stolen.
If it's not here, it'll be somewhere else, but it'll be.
That's rather negative thinking, isn't it?
I had a very positive thought once.
I thought they should call off the whole tour
and leave the stuff buried in New York where it was nice and safe.
Then I could go back to checking out murderous widows and larcenous orphans
and I'd be a very happy man.
Tranquilizers, my afternoon supply.
Oh, it's all right.
It's all right. I've got plenty of them.
Okay, how do you suggest that we move the collection
from the airport to the museum without losing it or getting ourselves shot?
I haven't decided yet.
That's fine. It gets here in three days and you haven't decided yet.
What time does the plane arrive, Mr. Glass?
Depending on weather conditions and no delays, about 5 o'clock your time.
Just in time for the rush hour traffic.
Care for a pill?
Why not hold them at the airport till rush hour is over?
Vulnerable, very vulnerable.
Let it start from New York later.
I guess that could be arranged if you like.
We'll let you know.
Would you also let me know what route you're using?
And I suggest an armored car.
Let me think about it.
I admire your confidence, chief,
but don't wait too long to pick a route or we won't have time to protect it.
The longer we wait, Mr. Glass,
the longer it will be before the thieves find out what that route is.
The paper says the collection gets here in three days.
We're at a special plane.
They'd like to print nothing at all for us to read.
And then if they keep the information from us, they keep it from the public as well.
And what is an exhibition without people to come and see it?
But it says nothing about how it gets from the airport to the museum and back.
Or just how it will be protected.
Oh, well, we can't ask too much of them.
You know what to find out?
What time it arrives, what route it travels, what kind of vehicle.
Exactly.
See our friend and get the answers, Dean.
Sure.
How's that?
Good.
And be sure to be pleasant to Detective Bliss outside.
He has a hard life.
Poor cop. Has to stand around all day.
He he he.
He's a good cop.
Looks all right to me.
Both Mr. Glass and I are satisfied with the security of the building, Mr. Jenkins.
Though I will assign extra men here during the time the jewels are on display.
That will be comforting.
Has there ever been an attempt to rob the museum?
Well, as far as I've been curator, I don't know about before.
Perhaps Mr. Waltham.
Well, there was a case of vandalism in 1945.
That was before my time.
How do you propose to transport the collection from the airport, Chief Ironside?
Yes, Chief, I'm getting more curious every minute.
So are we all.
Well, I know you all feel that an armored car would be best.
But I think I'd rather use a helicopter.
For sure?
Well, that's what he said.
He said he'd drop a helicopter.
We'll find a way.
Tell our friend to get more details.
The building at 524 Blake Street has large enough roof to land the chopper, but only if there's no wind.
615 Charles Street is larger, but there's no entrance to the museum on that side.
Yeah, I'm not real crazy about walking it all the way around the corner.
612 Bellow is large enough, but the roof won't take the added strain.
And the building is being remodeled, and there's considerable activity.
Something wrong, Chief?
No.
I just wish I could figure out who the inside man is.
I beg your pardon?
The inside man. For a job like this, Justin has to have one or more.
Meanwhile, there's not much choice. 527 Zorney Street.
We can tie up an elevator to take us down.
And then take it right across the street to the museum door.
Bellow, Zorney, Charles, and Blake. But what about the museum itself?
No, the roof is all glass skylights.
Street numbers?
612 Bellow.
527 Zorney.
615 Charles.
And 524 Blake.
Museum entrances?
None on Charles.
And they're repairing the building on Bellow.
Hmm. Which is the bigger roof, 524 Blake or 527 Zorney?
Zorney.
That's the one they'll use.
I better be there to see how they expect to do it.
Ahh!
Okay for chopper landing. The pilot says no trouble.
All right, Ed, come on down.
We're gonna have to put a tight cover on this street.
If they make a try, it'll be right here.
The chopper landed.
Then Ironside's man came down the elevator,
crossed Zorney, heading for the museum door.
That's it. Crossing Zorney Street.
The weakest point.
Nice try!
All right, Ed.
Headquarters to Special 12.
Detective Bliss just called in.
He says Justin is still in the hotel room.
No change.
Thank you, Mark.
Arthur Justin?
I thought he was in New York.
Not anymore.
Okay.
We'd better hurry.
Take it easy, Mr. Glass.
Ed has instructions to stay in the air until we get there.
Everything's under control, Mr. Glass. Except you.
I wouldn't shine a flashlight on you if you were alone.
Shut up,いうこと Quiet.
Ed's in the air and we're on our way up the peninsula.
How's everything at your end?
All the officers are in position.
Both ends of the street will be sealed and traffic controlled when the helicopter gets into the area.
Everything is quiet.
Except for a bad case of nerves at the museum.
Tell them to calm down, Eve. We're doing our best.
Ironside to Air One. Ironside to Air One. Over.
Roger. Go ahead, Chief.
Everything up there all right?
Fine. I can see you right below.
We're cruising at your speed.
The pilot says the chopper's behaving normally.
Good. If there's the slightest problem with that machine, you call me and put down nearest.
Ironside out.
Feeling all right, Mr. Glass?
Sure. I mean, what could happen?
Ed could get into trouble and have to force land,
or we could go into town and the street and the roof could be filled with crooks.
We will not lose that collection.
I'm not so sure I wouldn't rather have it stolen here,
and then I wouldn't have to go through this in six more cities.
You can get them stolen any place you want, Mr. Glass.
Except here in my town.
Wait!
That repair was made two weeks ago.
Looks fresh to me.
Bomb squad dug it up yesterday, checked it out and re-cemented it.
There's been a man standing on it since.
I'm sorry, I...
No need to be.
You play the scared, naive man, Mr. Glass,
but I have a feeling you notice more than your share.
Ironside to Air One. Come on down, Ed.
I'll ride you.
All right, Ed.
All right, Ed.
All right, all right.
Well, round one is over without any trouble.
Next round will be worse, Mr. Glass.
They'll have much more time to play with.
Would you like to take a look at what you're guarding?
Sure.
If you're not afraid of my stealing it.
This is a Kimberly diamond.
It's one of the four or five most famous gems in the world.
55 carats.
Flawless.
Originally part of the Russian crown jewel collection.
That's the transval.
68 carats.
Cut from a 240-carat crystal.
Each stone could sell for nearly a million.
In terms of replaceability, they're priceless.
Where are your pills?
What's happened? Who's on adjustment?
Nobody. He slipped.
Slipped? How?
Out of the hotel into a cabin into thin air.
Followed an empty cab.
Sorry, chief.
As I said outside, Mr. Glass,
our troubles aren't over, they're just beginning.
Well, they've taken the collection into the museum.
And they've shown us step by step how they did it.
Dean, when did our man say it would leave?
Thursday, four o'clock.
Well, if they perform according to their instincts,
they will repeat what has already been successful for them
and go out the same way they came in.
If you're thinking of picking them off in the street,
this is where I get off.
Not in the street, Marty.
Or off the roof either.
There's too many of them.
I'm aware of that as well.
There is one moment, however,
where there are only a few guards.
In a chopper?
You can't bring down a chopper.
In the elevator.
Only one car goes up to the roof.
It's a fairly small elevator.
A couple of men and Sergeant Ed Brown.
All the others take the other elevator, then walk up.
We have until Thursday to rig that elevator
so that it never gets to the roof.
It'll stop on the second floor.
We'll take the stuff,
go out the back of the building, be on our way.
Do they just hand it to us?
Almost.
You see, we're going to put a gas canister into the elevator,
wire a duplicate set of controls where we can operate them,
and stop the car where we want it.
When we open the door, we'll be wearing gas masks.
And what happens when they come out shooting?
They won't, Dean.
The canister will have cyanide gas in it.
They'll be quietly dead.
Considering the trouble and expense,
it was a very worthwhile gesture on the part of the Appletons
to exhibit the collection.
Sure it is.
I wish we could convince Justin
to be as appreciative of public spirit.
Have you signed on him yet?
No.
Wherever he's holed up, he's staying there.
Have you seen Mr. Jenkins?
He's with the chief in the building across the way.
Oh.
Very successful exhibit, don't you think?
Very much so.
Only I'll be very glad when it's over.
So will I.
You know, bringing it in by helicopter was sheer genius.
I only hope it works as well on its way out
as it did on its way in.
We're not so sure it's going out the same way.
Has the chief told you?
Not yet.
I have a feeling the chief really doesn't trust us.
We can't blame him, can you?
After all, any one of us could have our eye on it.
You, Mr. Glass, could be watching for your chance to steal it.
Perhaps I have a chance to steal it.
Perhaps I have been bribed.
Or you, Mr. Waltham, could really be a thief with outside connections.
Yes, of course, any one of us.
Or any combination.
We had it covered on the way in and we'll cover it on the way out.
Why worry?
It's the weakest link.
I just assume not to have Justin shooting up the place.
I wish we could land the helicopter on the museum roof.
Well, we can't, so we'd better work with what we have.
Oh, hello, Mr. Waltham.
Hello, chief.
Trouble?
No, just checking.
The Appletons called from New York.
They said they'd phone back in ten minutes.
Oh?
Did you tell them how well the exhibit is going?
Yes, I did.
They're very pleased.
I don't understand, chief.
Checking what?
Did he have anything else to say on the phone?
Only that he had to talk to us.
But suppose he's followed.
Suppose Ironside suspects him.
Suppose he tips our whole hand.
Suppose, suppose, suppose.
Why don't you just wait and find out?
Oh, come now, Dean.
We've done nothing yet to be arrested for.
Oh, come in, Mr. Waltham.
It's nice to see you.
He's on to it, Justin.
He knows.
All right, now, now, now, now.
Just calm down.
Have a chair.
Would you like a drink?
No, no, thank you.
Please, Justin.
I assure you, it's excellent cognac.
Do have some.
Justin, please, this is important.
So is good cognac.
Now, sit down.
Tell me what's wrong.
Ironside, I think he knows.
Knows what?
About the elevator.
He was looking at it today.
Just how was he looking at it?
So he was trying to decide whether to use it or not.
What other way would he use?
An armored car.
That's it.
You let it slip.
I can't breathe.
Dean, the poor man can't speak if he's choking.
Let him go.
Did you say anything?
No, I didn't say anything.
I was just staying close enough to find out what was happening.
Which armored carry will you use?
I don't know.
Well, it should be easy enough to check out.
Thank you, Mr. Waltham.
You may go.
But please, don't come to see us again.
It's getting very near the time.
We wouldn't want to let anybody know about this, would we?
What are you going to do?
Examine the problem and solve it.
But...
No!
Justin, this business is getting more dangerous than you led me to believe.
I think there should be a bonus.
Let's solve one problem at a time, Mr. Waltham.
In the meanwhile, don't lose your composure.
Good night.
Well?
Robert T. Ironside is as bright a cop as I am a thief.
His discovery of the elevator is not unexpected.
You didn't say that last night.
There was no need to.
He's boxed in.
If he takes the jewels across the street to the elevator, they're ready.
And if they go by armored car,
we'll make other arrangements.
Call my office the second you hit the airport so I can check the time.
Yes, sir.
Okay, Ed.
That's right. He was timing an armored car, giving the driver a dry run to the airport.
You saw this?
It would take an atom bomb to blow that truck.
So the armored car arrived and leave for the airport.
And Ironside was there.
It's one of these great big jobs with steel plates all over it, holds six, maybe seven men.
And Ironside was there to time it.
Yeah, yeah, he was there. What difference does it make?
Well, it makes a lot of difference, Dean.
That wasn't an armored car. It was an advertisement.
I don't get it.
If I were worried about that elevator, I'd let everyone know I was going to use another method.
I'd advertise it.
What kind of advertisement? It makes sense for Ironside to check out the timing.
Every armored car service worth its salt already knows, almost to the second,
how long it will take them to drive any trip in town.
Okay.
Okay, so he lets us see the armored car, thinking we'll go after it.
But he still uses the helicopter and the elevator. Is that what you're driving at?
With any other man, I'd say so.
Listen, you're driving me batty. You know that?
Is he going to use the armored car or the helicopter?
I don't know yet.
What did Ironside do after the truck rolled off to the airport?
I don't know. He went away.
Back inside the museum?
No, he drove away in his car.
You mean that made-over black Mariah, don't you?
No, I mean his car.
Ironside doesn't ride in a car, Dean.
He did today. You trying to tell me I don't know what I saw?
Then where's the paddy wagon?
Well, how's it going, Frank?
Well, as you can see, I got my best men working on it.
I don't know, Mark. It's too big of a job to get ready in time.
We can never make it.
You want to be the one who tells the chief that?
All right. All right, we'll make it.
I hope.
Oh, excuse me, but I...
Oh, wow.
Is there something wrong?
Oh, mister, if I told you.
Hey, look, could I sit down? My feet are killing me.
Sure. Right over here.
Here.
Oh, boy, that really feels good.
Well, look, I went into the hospital for just a minute,
and when I came out, my car was gone.
Stolen?
Uh, no. Some people saw the police tow it away.
They told me to come here.
Oh, well, you got the wrong place.
This is the police garage.
What you want is the impound garage.
That's way over by the Embarcadero.
Oh, no.
Yeah. I'm sorry. I wish we had it here for you.
Thanks.
What is it?
I know somebody who thinks it's a tank.
Whatever you say.
Bye now.
Come on.
Never trust a smart cop.
So he's fixing the paddy wagon. So what?
So nothing, if you don't mind the fact they're fixing it with steel plate.
Thank you, Gloria. You may go.
Your job is done, my dear. Good night.
Good night, gentlemen.
Here, baby.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!
It's the old shell game.
Remember how it worked?
Sure. You're supposed to guess which one the P is under.
Sure, I guess.
You think I'm stupid or something. It's not under any of them.
That's what Ironside is doing.
He's got the helicopter set,
and he's tipped us about the armored car.
The jewelry won't go with either of them.
He's planning to quietly take it in the paddy wagon.
Are you sure?
Nobody, my dear Dean, can be absolutely sure about anything.
But I'm sure enough to risk my money on it.
You're not just risking your money.
You're risking our necks.
You better be right.
I'm right.
Armored car is ordered, checked out, and ready for tomorrow's run.
I've got an escort set to drive with it.
Is it big enough?
Motorcycles and a patrol car with four men in it.
Well, that should do.
Have you checked out your crew, Ed?
I've ordered the helicopter in early.
I didn't want a bunch of cars stopping at the wrong time to watch it land.
Wouldn't it make us feel foolish if Justin were really here on another job?
Yep, but he's not.
One more adjustment and we'll be all set.
Look, I know you're supposed to be a big brain or something,
but would you like to tell us what you're doing?
In a minute.
Just as it stands,
it's to be placed into the paddy wagon's exhaust system.
Slip this end over the exhaust and tighten it on.
From the top, a pipe will go up to the floorboards of the wagon.
Then what happens?
As it is, it allows the exhaust to pass out in a normal fashion
until we want to close it.
When we do...
carbon monoxide goes up into the truck
and steps out of the car.
Carbon monoxide goes up into the truck instead of out into the street.
But even if we could put it on the paddy wagon, what do we do?
Stop the truck, crawl under and turn a valve?
You must learn to think modern, Dean, or you're never going to get rich.
You ever see one of these? What is it?
It's made for lazy people. Keep it in your car.
When you pull up to your house after a hard day's work,
you don't have to get out to open the garage door.
Just press this button and the garage door opens all by itself.
Great. What's that got to do with us?
Watch.
Let's assume this piece of pipe of ours is installed in the paddy wagon.
Start their engine, pull out of the traffic, and they're on their way.
Everything working right. We follow them.
When we decide it's the right time, we pull up behind,
say, about, well, 40 or 50 feet, I would judge,
and simply press this button.
Carbon monoxide goes up into the truck,
and in about 10 minutes or so,
she finds out it's dead enough for us to take the collection.
Okay.
Okay.
This is Ironside Mobile. Patch me through to the garage.
Garage.
Bill Blowout. How fast can you get a repair truck to me?
Where are you, Mark?
Ogden, near Bailey.
25 minutes?
That's too long. I have to meet the boss.
Best I can do.
All right, forget it. I'll try to change it myself.
Hey.
You got a flat.
I know.
Want us to fix it?
This is a city vehicle.
So we build the city.
Okay.
You got a bent exhaust pipe, too. Did you know that?
I'll try to fix it sometime. I can do it now.
Just change the tie, will you?
Charge for the exhaust pipe?
It's easy to bend and hammer back.
No charge.
Only for the flat.
Okay.
If everyone took such care not to spend city money,
our taxes would be lower.
Look, I'm going to get a cup of coffee.
You guys want anything?
No, thanks.
Suppose I give them a lift and change the tire.
You will.
But suppose!
I'm making a mistake and getting caught.
Did you want to know that?
Relax.
Eve, you better get to your telephones
and start checking the men as they arrive.
All right.
Good luck.
Is everything all right?
Yes, Mr. Walton.
Is there anything I can do?
I don't think so. Thank you.
There's your paddy wagon.
The flat is fixed.
Yeah.
There's your paddy wagon.
The flat is fixed.
Yeah.
You're sure all the shipping cases are identical?
No different marks whatsoever?
Not judged for yourself.
I'm not judging for myself.
I'm not judging for myself.
I'm not judging for myself.
I'm not judging for myself.
You're not judging for yourself.
I'll take those.
Once the collection is packed,
even I couldn't tell which is which.
Or is that what you're driving at?
Mr. Walton?
Afternoon.
Hello, Chief. Mr. Glyas.
Mr. Jenkins sent me to help you, if I can.
Very nice of him, Mr. Walton,
but we have everything under control.
Well, then, I'll just stand by, just in case.
Why not?
We're running too close.
Those cops will be down here in a minute,
checking out all the pot cards.
Yes, I know.
All set.
You see? All you need is faith.
Too bad we can't stay here for a while.
We're going to miss one of the nicest bits
of theatrical staging the world has ever seen,
all of it done for our benefit.
Go around the corner.
We'll wait for the paddy wagon to pull out.
About time.
Poor Chief Hines,
I doesn't realize he's losing his audience.
Mark.
Flat fixed all right?
Yeah.
Listen, Chief, I mean, I'm not even a policeman.
I don't think I should be driving that boat.
It's a little late to change your mind now, isn't it?
I thought maybe Mr. Glyas could drive it.
It's his job, not mine.
Well, this really isn't the place to discuss it.
Would you excuse us?
I suppose you can blame the boy
for not wanting to take such a risk.
Everybody draws a line at something.
What's up?
Mark doesn't want to drive.
Do I drive?
No, he's all right now.
I just got a little nervous,
but I think I calmed him down.
He's riding back with me.
I thought I'd follow in a car.
No, you're riding back with me.
You ready, Ed?
Yes.
I still think you're making a mistake.
I'll have all the men with me.
That diamond was once sent by ordinary mail.
It'll slip out quietly after you've gone.
Just make it look good.
Be ready for anything in case we haven't really fooled him.
I wonder if Eve has everything set.
Mr. Waltham, would you be good enough
to check with her and let me know?
Yes, of course.
Where are they? Where?
All right, hurry it up.
I want this finished while everyone is watching Ed.
You all right, Mark?
Yeah, I guess.
Thank you, Mr. Waltham.
There goes the first lock.
There's the chopper.
All right, Dean.
We'll be seeing the paddy wagon in just a moment.
Air One to Ironside, you all right?
So far, Ed.
Why isn't he taking the freeway?
There's too much traffic.
About another mile, there should be a straight stretch of road.
Don't get too close before then.
We don't want to excite anyone.
You're not taking your pills.
Right now, I feel better with this.
I had those pills analyzed, you know?
Very high sugar content for tranquilizers.
You're still looking for the inside man?
Or men.
Ironside to Air One.
Come in, Ed.
Air One to Ironside, anything new?
No, we're fine.
We should be at the...
Electronic interference.
Talk to you later.
Who do you suppose that was?
How should I know?
Mark, pull over and stop.
Pull up behind him.
Quick!
Drop it!
Get the driver, move!
I had a feeling you'd show up.
You always make me feel so well, Carter.
There's nothing here.
In the helicopter.
No need to add murder to this rafting.
You expected us, huh?
Yes.
You're not quite alone, are you?
Hardly.
All right, leave him.
When did you switch your plans?
I didn't.
Then this was also a diversion.
We'll have lots of time to talk on the way back to town.
You ride with me.
I really require no special treatment.
I'll ride with the others.
You ride with me.
Mr. Glass, would you help him in?
What?
Something wrong, Justin?
No, no, no.
Then get in.
It's rigged and triggered.
We'll never make it to town.
Triggered?
How?
Carbon monoxide.
We'll all be dead before we ride ten minutes.
You did that?
Yes.
I'll put the valve under the truck.
We can now add attempt of murder to the charge.
Get in, Justin.
Did you understand what I said?
Mister, I check this vehicle out every day.
When your boys told me about the exhaust pipe, I knew something was wrong.
I told the chief.
Mark also dismantled your little invention,
which leads me to an interesting thought.
To know as much as you did, you had to have inside help.
Who was it?
Care to make a deal?
No.
I just thought you'd like to have company in court.
Yes.
He wanted a bonus.
I'll give him one.
Waltham.
All right, take him.
Well, thanks for everything, chief.
You mind if I use Justin's car to get to the airport?
Have a good trip.
You might have told me that we weren't carrying the jewels.
I might have.
You're not even slightly embarrassed, are you?
Nope.
Not even slightly.
Peppermint.
I was sure it was going to be lime.
We dried it.
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