Mike Connors credited as playing...
Joe Mannix
- Joyce Henshaw: Don. Are you all right?
- Don Wilkerson: Yeah, the doctor said to stay in bed for a few days. You okay?
- Joyce Henshaw: Yes, just fine.
- Wilkerson: This is Mr. Mannix, a private detective. He wants to talk to you.
- Don Wilkerson: About what?
- Joe Mannix: Vic Henshaw's accident.
- Joyce Henshaw: Don, did you take your gun out to the plant Sunday?
- Don Wilkerson: No.
- Joe Mannix: Where were you on Sunday?
- Don Wilkerson: About what time?
- Joe Mannix: Oh, say, uh, between twelve noon and two pm.
- Don Wilkerson: I was here with my dad watching the football game.
- Joe Mannix: Yeah, what game was that?
- Wilkerson: The Forty-Niners. Would you like the score? We sat through the final whistle together.
- Don Wilkerson: Joyce, what's this all about?
- Joyce Henshaw: [sighs] I asked Mr. Mannix to find out how Vic really died.
- Don Wilkerson: Why?
- Joyce Henshaw: They said Vic was drunk. I... didn't believe it.
- Wilkerson: Mannix found three empty shells out of that old M-sixteen of yours at the plant.
- Don Wilkerson: Oh... and you thought that...
- Joyce Henshaw: I... I didn't know what to think.
- Joe Mannix: That's why she hired me.
- Wilkerson: Don has been out at the plant on Sunday before with his rifle, and he has fired it, but not last Sunday. Those shells must be from before.
- Joe Mannix: Angie McCall, uh, heard gunfire at the plant Sunday.
- Wilkerson: Hunters. It's deer season. I think you better go back to bed, son. I'll take care of Joyce, Mr. Mannix.
- Don Wilkerson: [to Joyce] Yes, I am feeling kind of rocky. I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry. Sorry.
- Wilkerson: [after Don walks back to his bedroom] Now, we find need detectives to solve our problems, Joyce.
- Joyce Henshaw: I just didn't know what to do.
- Wilkerson: Well, next time, you come to me, hmm? I'm the complaint department in this family. You promise?
- Joyce Henshaw: Yes.
- Wilkerson: Good. Now, I think you better tell Mr. Mannix that we don't need his services any longer.
- Joyce Henshaw: You were... you were wrong, weren't you?
- Joe Mannix: Not if Don was lying about where he was Sunday.
- Joyce Henshaw: Don wouldn't lie.
- Joe Mannix: I've got three empty shells, I've got a witness that heard gunfire, and I've got a diabetic who supposedly put away a bottle of liquor.
- Wilkerson: If Don's lying, I'm lying.
- Joe Mannix: That would keep it in the family, wouldn't it?
- Sheriff: Here's the autopsy report, Mannix. You can check it out yourself.
- Joe Mannix: How much, uh, alcohol did the postmortem show?
- Sheriff: Digby says about two-tenths of one percent. Now, that ain't a buzz, that's drunk.
- Joe Mannix: Digby being the coroner.
- Sheriff: Right.
- Joe Mannix: Did Vic Henshaw have a reputation as a drinker?
- Sheriff: No, I can't say he did. But he must've been hitting the booze pretty good Sunday morning. We found a fifth of bourbon in the back of his car almost empty.
- Joe Mannix: The coroner, uh, Mr. Digby, lists the specific cause of death as a broken neck.
- Sheriff: You fall thirty feet, you're a cinch to break something. Look, Mannix, I know the Henshaw girl's upset, but facts are facts. Vic fell off that rig, thirty feet, and he got hung up on a bulldozer, and that's all she wrote. Do you want some coffee?
- Joe Mannix: Uh, no thanks. Did *you* find the body, Sheriff?
- Sheriff: No. I went fishing on Sunday morning. A couple of my deputies brought Vic in. Pete LeMaster. Dave Benedict.
- Joe Mannix: Miss Henshaw says she told you her brother was a diabetic and couldn't drink.
- Sheriff: "Couldn't" ain't the same as "didn't". I checked this all out with my deputies, Mannix. There was nobody else out there at the plant Sunday when Vic went off that rig. The fall and the booze, that's what killed him.