Mission Impossible (1966) s06e18 Episode Script
Committed
Shoe.
Snakes.
Think.
Bird.
End.
Zygote.
Arm.
Air.
Window.
Dr.
Carrick, is she? Mr.
Dawson, given a little more time, your wife will become totally and incurably psychotic.
You're sure? Incurable? You can see the results yourself.
The drug has reduced her life to a series of disengaged images.
She lives in a complete dream world.
I'm concerned with what shows up at 3 p.
m.
tomorrow when she's brought to court to testify.
I promise you that she will be incompetent, a complete vegetable.
Hi, my nephew left his lunchbox here yesterday.
Have you seen it? - Might be.
What color was it? - Tan.
There's a stagecoach and some horses on the lid.
Good morning, Mr.
Phelps.
Harve Harrison is the lieutenant governor of this state and the puppet of underworld boss Leon Chandler, now on trial for murder.
Chandler's alibi has been provided by the lieutenant governor.
The chief witness against Chandler is this woman, Nora Dawson, who is in a state mental hospital where she is being systematically driven insane in order to destroy her credibility as a witness.
Conventional enforcement agencies have been unable to win Nora Dawson's release on legal grounds.
Your mission, Jim, if you decide to accept it, is to deliver her in court in a mentally competent condition in time to testify against Chandler tomorrow.
This tape will self-destruct in five seconds.
Good luck, Jim.
Dyer Bay Mental Hospital.
When the legislature voted money for a new state mental facility, Harrison and his bureaucratic friends funneled that money into pork-barrel sewage projects and other things contracted to Chandler.
All that happened to Dyer was a renovation.
Looks more like a prison to me, Jim.
Well, that's what it once was, Willie.
Presents us with the same set of problems as a prison.
Tight security-- there's a so-called medical staff and security force infiltrated with Chandler's men.
They carry guns, they don't mind using them.
Why can't Nora be released? I think we'd better let Mr.
Wilson answer that.
He's prosecuting the case for the district attorney.
Well, the difficulty is Nora's husband John Dawson.
Now, he owes his career to Harrison, and it was Harrison's orders that Nora was committed.
And when my office tried to get her released so she could testify against Chandler, Dawson refused.
He claimed it would jeopardize her sanity.
We'll be working with Mr.
Wilson's office all the way.
Barney? This will work in three seconds, Jim.
It will produce symptoms of a coronary but only temporarily.
Mm-hmm.
Have we got the boat, Willie? It's at a pier three Miles from Dyer Bay.
Good.
Now, this Dr.
Walter Carrick couldn't get a license in any other state.
Harrison appointed him Chief Medical Officer at Dyer.
And he's handling Nora's treatment? Yes.
How do we handle that, Barney? Best indications are that Carrick is breaking her down under a derivative of methamphetamine which cannot be traced.
That's our antidote.
Mm-hmm.
All right.
Maude Brophy, self-styled clinical psychologist.
Her past includes convictions for criminal malpractice.
Don't make any mistakes, she's good at what she does.
Casey's first job will be to see that Brophy has reason to put her in isolation.
Well, Mr.
Hayes, the report from your referring physician on your niece's condition seems to be very full and very detailed.
Well, then you agree she needs help.
It all depends on her evaluations, sir.
The doctor's report is plain enough.
It's there.
We have to make our own evaluation, Mr.
Hayes.
Dr.
Carrick, please, my niece needs help.
After her father died, leaving her alone, she became more and more and more dependent on me, first as a child but now as an adult.
Doctor, you've got to take her now.
Send Mr.
Hayes's niece in.
Susan, dear, this is Dr.
Carrick.
Hello, Susan, sit down here.
Are you going to keep me here? Not unless we think it's the best thing for you, my dear.
Your uncle seems to think so.
My, my uncle hates me.
Now, why do you say that? Well, he brought me here, didn't he? Well, because he cares for you.
But I'm not sick.
Yes, but wouldn't you like to be a little happier than you are? All of us would like that now, wouldn't we? I'd like my uncle not to hate me.
Those girls hate me.
All of them, they hate me, but he brings them to the studio anyway.
I'm a commercial photographer: high fashion, cosmetics magazine layouts.
Girls! Girls!! Nothing but girls! In and out of his studio all day, all night! Susan He thinks I don't know what goes on in his studio after hours, and on the weekends, but I do! I know what that great big good-looking uncle of mine is doing.
Don't you think I don't? He's, um, photographing them, isn't he? Isn't he?! Isn't he?! Well, he has his work to do, my dear.
Well, I want him to be interested in me, not them.
Come on.
Let her sit down.
Sit down there.
It's going to be all right.
Miss Brophy, please.
Miss Brophy, this is Mr.
Hayes.
Mr.
Hayes.
His niece will be with us for a while.
Would you prepare her for an evaluation? Yes.
Susan, this is Maude Brophy.
She will be your friend.
Come along, dear.
Susan, dear.
Come.
Come, my dear.
Come along.
We will do the evaluation on her.
You'll keep her? It all depends upon the results of the test we do.
But you'll do it now, please? I'll wait.
Mr.
Hayes, you'd better calm down.
You'll have a nervous breakdown.
Why don't you go out and walk along the bay for about an hour or two and then come back? But you will do the evaluation now? Within the hour, sir, within the hour.
Thank you, Doctor.
I don't like being summoned this way, Leon.
As lieutenant governor of the state I'm out on bail on a murder rap.
The trial is today, remember? Why didn't you call me last night? There was nothing to phone about.
Everything's under control.
She's in exactly the condition that Dr.
Carrick predicted.
The important thing is what she will look like in court today.
Do you think I'd risk perjuring myself this way if I thought she would be believed? I should have taken care of Nora Dawson my way.
Kill her? Well, why not? Her testimony before the Grand Jury placed me at the scene.
She said I stood by, did nothing, tried to cover it up.
I can't let that stand! I-I've got to show that she's completely out of her mind! You're worried about your re-election.
I'm worried about my neck! There's, uh, there's nothing to worry about.
She's already mentally destroyed.
And that's your "expert" opinion.
Ask Carrick or Brophy or her husband.
He was with me yesterday.
I'd like to see her husband.
Have him come in.
All right.
Harve.
Better have him come to my warehouse on 10th Street in an hour.
Myrna, get me the medical supply room at Dyer Hospital.
Medical Supply, Lusk.
I have an errand for you.
Yes, sir.
Now.
Be right there.
I'll talk to you later.
Ah, good afternoon.
Good afternoon.
I'm John Dawson.
Oh, Mr.
Dawson, Mr.
Chandler's back here.
He told me to take you to him.
Here.
Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
I remember our house in the country best of all.
The bluebells and daffodils growing wild in the spring.
And-and he used to take me for walks there in the grass.
So tall, soft, green.
He used to hold my hand.
So pretty.
And was his wife there, dear? Who? His wife, Susan.
Your aunt, Mrs.
Hayes.
She hates me.
Why do you say that, Susan? Because he's always loved me better than her.
You can see that.
You can see that in his eyes.
The way he looked at me-- you could see that, couldn't you? Your order's filled, sir.
Good.
Any complications? No.
It's outbound now.
That's fine.
Come into the office.
I have another job for you.
Sure.
Jim? Yes, Willie.
We're approaching the hospital.
Be there in five minutes.
Um, is it a butterfly? You tell me.
Yes, it's a butterfly.
And-and it's it's flying.
No, it's, um it's resting, uh, with its wings out wide.
And, um it has two white spots on its wings, and Hello, motorboat G2845.
This is motorboat G2845.
Go ahead.
These are state hospital waters.
You're in a restricted area.
What do you want me to do, get out and push it? I've got an engine breakdown here! All right, then get it fixed and get out of there.
It's It's a mask? It's the mask.
It's, it's that mask my uncle wore when he came to my-my birthday party when I was 13.
I-I invited him, and he said he would come, and he'd sit right next to me.
And do you know what my uncle did? Do you know what he did? He brought a girl! Uh oh.
Did I say a butterfly? No, it's a It's a bat.
It's a devil bat! Hey, Tower! Thanks a lot for the hospitality! Don't come back! Well, Susan dear, I think we're going to be able to help you.
We have a very nice, comfortable room which you will share with six other young ladies.
They're very nice, very well-behaved, young ladies, and I think that your uncle is going to be very pleased that we have found such a nice place for you.
And I'm going to tell him right away Susan, what are you doing?! Stop it! What are you doing?! Don't come near me! I'll cut your heart out! Guards! Guards! Don't-don't you come near me! No! No! No, you can't take him, he's mine! No! No! - Take her to isolation.
Oh, Miss Brophy, I think Dr.
Carrick forgot about me.
How about the-the evaluation? Oh, Mr.
Hayes.
Yes, I'm sorry you had to wait.
Please sit down.
Well, you're going to keep her, you will keep her? Mr.
Hayes, I am afraid that your niece is seriously psychotic.
What are you saying? During the evaluation, she became uncontrollably manic.
Uncontrollable? She's resting comfortably now, however.
In isolation.
But I thought it was just some kind of a nervous breakdown or something.
Mr.
Hayes, let's face it.
Your niece is seriously ill.
My niece, insane! Guard! Nurse! Call Dr.
Carrick.
No sign of a coronary.
Probably due to anxiety over his niece.
Let him sleep.
We'll do our tests later on this afternoon.
Barney.
Jim, I'm a few feet from the boiler room.
I'm inside.
Casey's in isolation.
Miss Brophy, I've been going over her chart.
We must double the dosage.
Make absolutely certain that she does nothing but babble incoherently in court this afternoon.
Very well, Doctor.
Dog bird Prepare her and I'll be with you very shortly.
Dog bird Instrument wall couch talk book psalm road love love! Love! Love, love love I want a blood sample and a final EEG.
Yeah, good.
We'll be leaving for court in half an hour.
I'll take her back.
Put her in the cell.
She's in an isolation cell at your place.
Nora Dawson.
Yes, I've seen her.
I want her hit before 2:00 p.
m.
Huh, kind of the family plan, huh? Ugh! Okay, I can understand why you want her out of the way, but why the contract for her husband? He might've cracked.
Another bonus? Yeah.
What was it you used on Hank last year? Cyanide, intravenously.
That should do it.
Suicide.
Nora? Me.
We're gonna take you home, Mrs.
Dawson.
Home.
Nora, get your hands away from the door! All right, you'll be feeling like your old self before long, Mrs.
Dawson.
Now just stay down.
Barney, go.
Okay, Jim.
Now, Jim.
Richy! Richy! Richy! You asleep?! Pull that pressure down! It's as low as I can get it.
There's something wrong! This thing is gonna blow through the roof! All right, shut down number three.
Maintenance.
This is Smitty.
Get a man over here right away.
We can't get the pressure down in boiler number three.
What's wrong with it? I don't know! Well, then shut down number three control valve.
You think we're idiots? We did.
Now you get over here before we blow sky high.
All right, keep your shirt on.
I'll send a man right over.
Better get out of here.
It may blow.
Come on.
Come on.
- Richy, come on.
Okay, you can go back in now.
Just a bad solenoid.
It's all right, it's all right, Mrs.
Dawson.
You're safe.
Mrs.
Dawson Mrs.
Dawson Mrs.
Dawson, it's all right, it's all right.
Hey, tower.
Yeah, what is it? I'm from maintenance.
We've got a gas leak in the area.
Orders from Carrick to evacuate the tower.
What? - A gas leak.
You'd better get down here.
Okay, I'm coming down.
What's the scoop? I don't know, we got a leak in here somewhere.
Ooh, that double injection certainly had its effect, didn't it? You don't think I'd be fool enough to leave the keys on this ring, do you? The key to that door is up there.
Come on, let's get back into the cell! I'll be back.
Willie, you've got 30 minutes.
I'm going in, Jim.
Everything will be all right.
A friend is coming for us, and you'll be free.
There he is right now.
Dr.
Carrick says he wants to see you in the psych lab.
He says it's urgent.
Urgent? Yes, he in Ward 6, he's on his way to the lab now.
Very well.
It's all right, Mrs.
Dawson.
Just going to give you a little medication.
It's all right.
Mrs.
Dawson I'm all right.
Must be one of Chandler's men.
They'll be here in a minute to take you to court.
I'll get him into the cell.
Let's clean that.
- All right.
What did you want to see me about? What do you mean? Well, the man in charge of supply, Lusk, said you wanted to see me.
Why, I haven't seen Lusk all day.
And now, Governor, will you describe exactly where each person was when the deceased fell.
Well, sir we were all seated in John Dawson's study.
It was a bridge game.
At this particular moment, Mr.
Chandler was across the room, pouring himself a drink.
I was seated at the table.
Mr.
Dawson at my right, and the Senator-- the deceased-- was seated opposite me with his back towards the fireplace.
At this particular point, I said something amusing.
We all laughed, and unfortunately, he, the deceased, laughing, threw his weight back.
It was only a bridge chair.
He fell over backwards and struck his head against the andirons.
Thank you.
Your witness.
With the court's permission, I'd like to reserve my right to cross-examine the lieutenant governor at a later time.
No objection.
Step down, Governor.
Your Honor, I wish to thank the defense counsel for allowing me to call the witness, Nora Dawson-- because of her condition-- out of turn.
The defense would like to reserve the right to call an expert witness in rebuttal, Dr.
Carrick, who will testify as to Mrs.
Dawson's sanity.
Mr.
Wilson? I have no objection, Your Honor.
Call the witness.
Nora Dawson.
Nora.
Nora, they've called your name.
Come on, dear, get up.
That's a good girl.
Come on now.
Your Honor, as you can see, Mrs.
Dawson is in no condition to testify.
Your Honor, Mrs.
Dawson is my witness.
She's in the courtroom, and I'd like her on the witness stand.
Will the witness please take the stand.
Mrs.
Dawson.
It's all so funny.
All you people looking at me.
Order.
Order in the court.
And you you're the funniest of all.
Uh I hate you! Nora Order in the court! Behave yourself! Nora, stop it.
Your Honor, Mrs.
Dawson is clearly out of her mind.
I call the court's attention to the defense's preoccupation with Mrs.
Dawson's sanity.
Mrs.
Dawson is not out of her mind.
Because this is not Mrs.
Dawson.
Your Honor, that is ridiculous.
Order.
Order.
I beg the Court's indulgence, Your Honor.
Perhaps this was a most unusual approach.
The real Nora Dawson escaped from Dyer Mental Hospital where she was being systematically driven out of her mind.
Bailiff, this young woman will be held for future questioning.
Will everyone kindly sit down.
Now, Mr.
Wilson, will you tell me where the real Nora Dawson is.
Guard.
Do something! Your Honor, I must object to the district attorney's methods-- to the presence of a witness who is obviously unstable.
Your Honor, the defense has already opened the issue of Mrs.
Dawson's instability, and I think that issue is very critical at this time.
Furthermore, the defendant has Dr.
Carrick present as his own expert witness.
Mrs.
Dawson, will you take the stand.
Do you solemnly swear that the testimony which you are about to give in this case is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth? I do.
- Please be seated.
Now, Mrs.
Dawson, would you please tell the court what actually happened in your house on the night in question? I heard a terrible argument in the study about franchises.
I looked in just as Leon Chandler killed him with a fireplace poker.
Governor Harrison saw it all.
Snakes.
Think.
Bird.
End.
Zygote.
Arm.
Air.
Window.
Dr.
Carrick, is she? Mr.
Dawson, given a little more time, your wife will become totally and incurably psychotic.
You're sure? Incurable? You can see the results yourself.
The drug has reduced her life to a series of disengaged images.
She lives in a complete dream world.
I'm concerned with what shows up at 3 p.
m.
tomorrow when she's brought to court to testify.
I promise you that she will be incompetent, a complete vegetable.
Hi, my nephew left his lunchbox here yesterday.
Have you seen it? - Might be.
What color was it? - Tan.
There's a stagecoach and some horses on the lid.
Good morning, Mr.
Phelps.
Harve Harrison is the lieutenant governor of this state and the puppet of underworld boss Leon Chandler, now on trial for murder.
Chandler's alibi has been provided by the lieutenant governor.
The chief witness against Chandler is this woman, Nora Dawson, who is in a state mental hospital where she is being systematically driven insane in order to destroy her credibility as a witness.
Conventional enforcement agencies have been unable to win Nora Dawson's release on legal grounds.
Your mission, Jim, if you decide to accept it, is to deliver her in court in a mentally competent condition in time to testify against Chandler tomorrow.
This tape will self-destruct in five seconds.
Good luck, Jim.
Dyer Bay Mental Hospital.
When the legislature voted money for a new state mental facility, Harrison and his bureaucratic friends funneled that money into pork-barrel sewage projects and other things contracted to Chandler.
All that happened to Dyer was a renovation.
Looks more like a prison to me, Jim.
Well, that's what it once was, Willie.
Presents us with the same set of problems as a prison.
Tight security-- there's a so-called medical staff and security force infiltrated with Chandler's men.
They carry guns, they don't mind using them.
Why can't Nora be released? I think we'd better let Mr.
Wilson answer that.
He's prosecuting the case for the district attorney.
Well, the difficulty is Nora's husband John Dawson.
Now, he owes his career to Harrison, and it was Harrison's orders that Nora was committed.
And when my office tried to get her released so she could testify against Chandler, Dawson refused.
He claimed it would jeopardize her sanity.
We'll be working with Mr.
Wilson's office all the way.
Barney? This will work in three seconds, Jim.
It will produce symptoms of a coronary but only temporarily.
Mm-hmm.
Have we got the boat, Willie? It's at a pier three Miles from Dyer Bay.
Good.
Now, this Dr.
Walter Carrick couldn't get a license in any other state.
Harrison appointed him Chief Medical Officer at Dyer.
And he's handling Nora's treatment? Yes.
How do we handle that, Barney? Best indications are that Carrick is breaking her down under a derivative of methamphetamine which cannot be traced.
That's our antidote.
Mm-hmm.
All right.
Maude Brophy, self-styled clinical psychologist.
Her past includes convictions for criminal malpractice.
Don't make any mistakes, she's good at what she does.
Casey's first job will be to see that Brophy has reason to put her in isolation.
Well, Mr.
Hayes, the report from your referring physician on your niece's condition seems to be very full and very detailed.
Well, then you agree she needs help.
It all depends on her evaluations, sir.
The doctor's report is plain enough.
It's there.
We have to make our own evaluation, Mr.
Hayes.
Dr.
Carrick, please, my niece needs help.
After her father died, leaving her alone, she became more and more and more dependent on me, first as a child but now as an adult.
Doctor, you've got to take her now.
Send Mr.
Hayes's niece in.
Susan, dear, this is Dr.
Carrick.
Hello, Susan, sit down here.
Are you going to keep me here? Not unless we think it's the best thing for you, my dear.
Your uncle seems to think so.
My, my uncle hates me.
Now, why do you say that? Well, he brought me here, didn't he? Well, because he cares for you.
But I'm not sick.
Yes, but wouldn't you like to be a little happier than you are? All of us would like that now, wouldn't we? I'd like my uncle not to hate me.
Those girls hate me.
All of them, they hate me, but he brings them to the studio anyway.
I'm a commercial photographer: high fashion, cosmetics magazine layouts.
Girls! Girls!! Nothing but girls! In and out of his studio all day, all night! Susan He thinks I don't know what goes on in his studio after hours, and on the weekends, but I do! I know what that great big good-looking uncle of mine is doing.
Don't you think I don't? He's, um, photographing them, isn't he? Isn't he?! Isn't he?! Well, he has his work to do, my dear.
Well, I want him to be interested in me, not them.
Come on.
Let her sit down.
Sit down there.
It's going to be all right.
Miss Brophy, please.
Miss Brophy, this is Mr.
Hayes.
Mr.
Hayes.
His niece will be with us for a while.
Would you prepare her for an evaluation? Yes.
Susan, this is Maude Brophy.
She will be your friend.
Come along, dear.
Susan, dear.
Come.
Come, my dear.
Come along.
We will do the evaluation on her.
You'll keep her? It all depends upon the results of the test we do.
But you'll do it now, please? I'll wait.
Mr.
Hayes, you'd better calm down.
You'll have a nervous breakdown.
Why don't you go out and walk along the bay for about an hour or two and then come back? But you will do the evaluation now? Within the hour, sir, within the hour.
Thank you, Doctor.
I don't like being summoned this way, Leon.
As lieutenant governor of the state I'm out on bail on a murder rap.
The trial is today, remember? Why didn't you call me last night? There was nothing to phone about.
Everything's under control.
She's in exactly the condition that Dr.
Carrick predicted.
The important thing is what she will look like in court today.
Do you think I'd risk perjuring myself this way if I thought she would be believed? I should have taken care of Nora Dawson my way.
Kill her? Well, why not? Her testimony before the Grand Jury placed me at the scene.
She said I stood by, did nothing, tried to cover it up.
I can't let that stand! I-I've got to show that she's completely out of her mind! You're worried about your re-election.
I'm worried about my neck! There's, uh, there's nothing to worry about.
She's already mentally destroyed.
And that's your "expert" opinion.
Ask Carrick or Brophy or her husband.
He was with me yesterday.
I'd like to see her husband.
Have him come in.
All right.
Harve.
Better have him come to my warehouse on 10th Street in an hour.
Myrna, get me the medical supply room at Dyer Hospital.
Medical Supply, Lusk.
I have an errand for you.
Yes, sir.
Now.
Be right there.
I'll talk to you later.
Ah, good afternoon.
Good afternoon.
I'm John Dawson.
Oh, Mr.
Dawson, Mr.
Chandler's back here.
He told me to take you to him.
Here.
Oh, thank you.
Thank you.
I remember our house in the country best of all.
The bluebells and daffodils growing wild in the spring.
And-and he used to take me for walks there in the grass.
So tall, soft, green.
He used to hold my hand.
So pretty.
And was his wife there, dear? Who? His wife, Susan.
Your aunt, Mrs.
Hayes.
She hates me.
Why do you say that, Susan? Because he's always loved me better than her.
You can see that.
You can see that in his eyes.
The way he looked at me-- you could see that, couldn't you? Your order's filled, sir.
Good.
Any complications? No.
It's outbound now.
That's fine.
Come into the office.
I have another job for you.
Sure.
Jim? Yes, Willie.
We're approaching the hospital.
Be there in five minutes.
Um, is it a butterfly? You tell me.
Yes, it's a butterfly.
And-and it's it's flying.
No, it's, um it's resting, uh, with its wings out wide.
And, um it has two white spots on its wings, and Hello, motorboat G2845.
This is motorboat G2845.
Go ahead.
These are state hospital waters.
You're in a restricted area.
What do you want me to do, get out and push it? I've got an engine breakdown here! All right, then get it fixed and get out of there.
It's It's a mask? It's the mask.
It's, it's that mask my uncle wore when he came to my-my birthday party when I was 13.
I-I invited him, and he said he would come, and he'd sit right next to me.
And do you know what my uncle did? Do you know what he did? He brought a girl! Uh oh.
Did I say a butterfly? No, it's a It's a bat.
It's a devil bat! Hey, Tower! Thanks a lot for the hospitality! Don't come back! Well, Susan dear, I think we're going to be able to help you.
We have a very nice, comfortable room which you will share with six other young ladies.
They're very nice, very well-behaved, young ladies, and I think that your uncle is going to be very pleased that we have found such a nice place for you.
And I'm going to tell him right away Susan, what are you doing?! Stop it! What are you doing?! Don't come near me! I'll cut your heart out! Guards! Guards! Don't-don't you come near me! No! No! No, you can't take him, he's mine! No! No! - Take her to isolation.
Oh, Miss Brophy, I think Dr.
Carrick forgot about me.
How about the-the evaluation? Oh, Mr.
Hayes.
Yes, I'm sorry you had to wait.
Please sit down.
Well, you're going to keep her, you will keep her? Mr.
Hayes, I am afraid that your niece is seriously psychotic.
What are you saying? During the evaluation, she became uncontrollably manic.
Uncontrollable? She's resting comfortably now, however.
In isolation.
But I thought it was just some kind of a nervous breakdown or something.
Mr.
Hayes, let's face it.
Your niece is seriously ill.
My niece, insane! Guard! Nurse! Call Dr.
Carrick.
No sign of a coronary.
Probably due to anxiety over his niece.
Let him sleep.
We'll do our tests later on this afternoon.
Barney.
Jim, I'm a few feet from the boiler room.
I'm inside.
Casey's in isolation.
Miss Brophy, I've been going over her chart.
We must double the dosage.
Make absolutely certain that she does nothing but babble incoherently in court this afternoon.
Very well, Doctor.
Dog bird Prepare her and I'll be with you very shortly.
Dog bird Instrument wall couch talk book psalm road love love! Love! Love, love love I want a blood sample and a final EEG.
Yeah, good.
We'll be leaving for court in half an hour.
I'll take her back.
Put her in the cell.
She's in an isolation cell at your place.
Nora Dawson.
Yes, I've seen her.
I want her hit before 2:00 p.
m.
Huh, kind of the family plan, huh? Ugh! Okay, I can understand why you want her out of the way, but why the contract for her husband? He might've cracked.
Another bonus? Yeah.
What was it you used on Hank last year? Cyanide, intravenously.
That should do it.
Suicide.
Nora? Me.
We're gonna take you home, Mrs.
Dawson.
Home.
Nora, get your hands away from the door! All right, you'll be feeling like your old self before long, Mrs.
Dawson.
Now just stay down.
Barney, go.
Okay, Jim.
Now, Jim.
Richy! Richy! Richy! You asleep?! Pull that pressure down! It's as low as I can get it.
There's something wrong! This thing is gonna blow through the roof! All right, shut down number three.
Maintenance.
This is Smitty.
Get a man over here right away.
We can't get the pressure down in boiler number three.
What's wrong with it? I don't know! Well, then shut down number three control valve.
You think we're idiots? We did.
Now you get over here before we blow sky high.
All right, keep your shirt on.
I'll send a man right over.
Better get out of here.
It may blow.
Come on.
Come on.
- Richy, come on.
Okay, you can go back in now.
Just a bad solenoid.
It's all right, it's all right, Mrs.
Dawson.
You're safe.
Mrs.
Dawson Mrs.
Dawson Mrs.
Dawson, it's all right, it's all right.
Hey, tower.
Yeah, what is it? I'm from maintenance.
We've got a gas leak in the area.
Orders from Carrick to evacuate the tower.
What? - A gas leak.
You'd better get down here.
Okay, I'm coming down.
What's the scoop? I don't know, we got a leak in here somewhere.
Ooh, that double injection certainly had its effect, didn't it? You don't think I'd be fool enough to leave the keys on this ring, do you? The key to that door is up there.
Come on, let's get back into the cell! I'll be back.
Willie, you've got 30 minutes.
I'm going in, Jim.
Everything will be all right.
A friend is coming for us, and you'll be free.
There he is right now.
Dr.
Carrick says he wants to see you in the psych lab.
He says it's urgent.
Urgent? Yes, he in Ward 6, he's on his way to the lab now.
Very well.
It's all right, Mrs.
Dawson.
Just going to give you a little medication.
It's all right.
Mrs.
Dawson I'm all right.
Must be one of Chandler's men.
They'll be here in a minute to take you to court.
I'll get him into the cell.
Let's clean that.
- All right.
What did you want to see me about? What do you mean? Well, the man in charge of supply, Lusk, said you wanted to see me.
Why, I haven't seen Lusk all day.
And now, Governor, will you describe exactly where each person was when the deceased fell.
Well, sir we were all seated in John Dawson's study.
It was a bridge game.
At this particular moment, Mr.
Chandler was across the room, pouring himself a drink.
I was seated at the table.
Mr.
Dawson at my right, and the Senator-- the deceased-- was seated opposite me with his back towards the fireplace.
At this particular point, I said something amusing.
We all laughed, and unfortunately, he, the deceased, laughing, threw his weight back.
It was only a bridge chair.
He fell over backwards and struck his head against the andirons.
Thank you.
Your witness.
With the court's permission, I'd like to reserve my right to cross-examine the lieutenant governor at a later time.
No objection.
Step down, Governor.
Your Honor, I wish to thank the defense counsel for allowing me to call the witness, Nora Dawson-- because of her condition-- out of turn.
The defense would like to reserve the right to call an expert witness in rebuttal, Dr.
Carrick, who will testify as to Mrs.
Dawson's sanity.
Mr.
Wilson? I have no objection, Your Honor.
Call the witness.
Nora Dawson.
Nora.
Nora, they've called your name.
Come on, dear, get up.
That's a good girl.
Come on now.
Your Honor, as you can see, Mrs.
Dawson is in no condition to testify.
Your Honor, Mrs.
Dawson is my witness.
She's in the courtroom, and I'd like her on the witness stand.
Will the witness please take the stand.
Mrs.
Dawson.
It's all so funny.
All you people looking at me.
Order.
Order in the court.
And you you're the funniest of all.
Uh I hate you! Nora Order in the court! Behave yourself! Nora, stop it.
Your Honor, Mrs.
Dawson is clearly out of her mind.
I call the court's attention to the defense's preoccupation with Mrs.
Dawson's sanity.
Mrs.
Dawson is not out of her mind.
Because this is not Mrs.
Dawson.
Your Honor, that is ridiculous.
Order.
Order.
I beg the Court's indulgence, Your Honor.
Perhaps this was a most unusual approach.
The real Nora Dawson escaped from Dyer Mental Hospital where she was being systematically driven out of her mind.
Bailiff, this young woman will be held for future questioning.
Will everyone kindly sit down.
Now, Mr.
Wilson, will you tell me where the real Nora Dawson is.
Guard.
Do something! Your Honor, I must object to the district attorney's methods-- to the presence of a witness who is obviously unstable.
Your Honor, the defense has already opened the issue of Mrs.
Dawson's instability, and I think that issue is very critical at this time.
Furthermore, the defendant has Dr.
Carrick present as his own expert witness.
Mrs.
Dawson, will you take the stand.
Do you solemnly swear that the testimony which you are about to give in this case is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth? I do.
- Please be seated.
Now, Mrs.
Dawson, would you please tell the court what actually happened in your house on the night in question? I heard a terrible argument in the study about franchises.
I looked in just as Leon Chandler killed him with a fireplace poker.
Governor Harrison saw it all.