The Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries (1977–1979): Season 2, Episode 14 - Oh Say Can You Sing - full transcript
Joe is meeting up with the band to sing the last song. At the after party, Harry , the female, is not showing up. The day after she's arrested for hit and run, but she tells Frank and Joe she saw the accident and reported it to the police.
Come on, step on it, Frank,
the concert's half over.
If I go any faster, we'll
either be over the cliff or in jail.
Look, don't worry about it,
we're gonna make it.
I'm supposed to sing
the last song, you know.
Yes, I know that.
(SINGING HEY DEANIE)
I don't why
my car has been dented
and I don't know why
someone's trying to frame me.
Jerry told me that he was
tracking down a big story.
Harriet wasn't driving the
car, it was someone else.
I want to find out
who it was.
Mr. Hardy,
someone disconnected
Mr. Morgan's
life support system.
Harriet!
Hey, they're crazy here.
And they're talking to me
like I'm crazy.
"Part of a pattern
crisscrossing the US."
That's what Jerry
told me.
Someone would kill
to keep that quiet?
NARRATOR:
Tonight on the Hardy Boys,
Oh Say Can You Sing.
FRANK:
It was the 4th of July.
Joe and I were going to celebrate
in a friendly little American town,
Spencer Valley.
Unfortunately we had just
learned that the police department
had arrested one
of our best friends.
Something I can do
for you?
Yeah, we just got word
that a friend of ours,
Harriet Alexander,
was arrested this morning.
Is there someone
we can talk to about it?
Do you know what
she's being held on?
Yeah. Charges.
Well, we'd like
to see her.
Boy, am I glad
to see you.
Hey, when do I
get out of here?
We're not sure yet.
Bail hasn't been set.
Not been set. Why?
Don't they have to set bail?
They will.
Hey, they're crazy here. And
they're talking to me like I'm crazy.
FRANK: We had no idea the night
before what we were heading into.
Joe had agreed to sing
at Harriet's concert.
She had mentioned to us that
she was worried about something,
but she just neglected
to tell us what it was.
(PLAYING GUITAR)
Come on, step on it, Frank,
the concert's half over.
If I go any faster, we'll
either be over the cliff or in jail.
Look, don't worry about it,
we're gonna make it.
I'm supposed to sing
the last song, you know.
Yes, I know that.
Have I ever let you down?
You can take
the Fifth on that.
(SINGING POP SONG)
Enjoy the show.
Where are you going?
I have to take care
of something.
I'm Jerry Morgan.
Alex Campbell,
road manager.
You wanted to talk to me
about the guys.
About your road trip.
How many towns
have you hit?
Can't I stop counting
after 50.
We've been
really traveling.
Good receptions?
Listen for yourself.
He's new, isn't he?
That's right. Why?
I'm told he's got
quite a career ahead of him.
Jerry,
what are you doing here?
I was a little worried. I didn't
think you were gonna make it.
It's only when they start to
throw things that he starts to worry.
Thanks.
Hi, Jer, how are you?
JERRY: Hi.
You're next.
You're not going anywhere,
are you?
Where would I go? I just broke the
land speed record to get you here.
You're gonna stay right here.
You're gonna watch the show.
And you're gonna enjoy your
younger brother entertaining.
Don't I always?
(CROWD CHEERING)
Thank you. Thank you.
HARRIET: Remember, we'll be
playing one more time before we leave.
Tomorrow afternoon
in Carnsby Park.
So try and be there.
We need you.
Thank you.
Anyway, for our
final number tonight,
we were going to do a
song... Hope it's mine.
(GIRLS SCREAMING)
I should wrap this mic around
your throat. I didn't think...
Hey, hey,
it's good to see you, too.
This is a tune Joe wrote.
We used to do it together
back in a little club in Bay port.
It's called Hey Deanie.
FRANK: No one was
more surprised than myself
to see Jerry Morgan
in Spencer Valley.
He was an old friend,
and one of the best investigative
reporters in the business.
There he goes again.
(BAND PLAYING HEY DEANIE)
(SINGING HEY DEANIE)
Jerry, what's going on?
What kind of a story are you
chasing after in a little place like this?
Little places like this
are links in a chain.
You get enough of them together,
and you got one large operation.
What operation?
Let me work on it
a little longer.
Curb that detective instinct
for one night.
I should have
some answers tomorrow.
But really, you should
stay out of it for now.
It's kind of dangerous.
(CROWD CHEERING)
Look, Mr. Morgan,
I know your reputation.
When an investigative reporter wants
to talk to me about one of my groups,
it worries me.
It disturbs me the whole
night, and I can't sleep.
Now why don't you just tell me
exactly what it is you're investigating,
and what it has to do
with Road Show?
Just following a pattern,
Campbell,
one that's crisscrossed the
United States the last few months.
Joe Hardy,
ladies and gentlemen.
We'll see you at the park
tomorrow. Good night.
You were great.
We haven't really met. I'm Alex
Campbell, their road manager.
It's nice to meet you.
Hi.
You were great,
just like the old days.
I wish you'd come around
to hear the whole thing.
Oh, the lights were
really getting to me.
Since when?
Since tonight.
That was really ace, baby.
Look, why don't you hit
the road with us for awhile?
Thank you,
but you don't need me.
I mean, the crowd was roaring
before I got within 10 miles of here.
No, I'd like to discuss
that with you.
Seriously.
You sing real pretty.
Wait a minute. Can we keep that
kind of talk down to a minimum?
He's hard enough
to live with as it is.
Where were you this time?
Someone I had to talk to.
This is the stabilizing
influence in my life.
My older brother Frank.
This is Steve.
How're you doing?
Ears.
Hi, Ears.
Eddie.
How're you doing?
Eddie, nice to meet you.
And this is Harriet,
the leader of the group.
Nice to meet you.
Thanks.
Why didn't we do this
before in Bay port?
We did do this before, but
you were always too busy
to come down and hear your own
flesh and blood wow an audience.
Well, if I'd known the company
you were keeping...
Thanks for the vote
of confidence.
We're having a little get together
tonight at the Palms Motor Lodge.
It's a little place
on the edge of town.
Yeah, we passed it
when we came in.
We were thinking
of staying there ourselves.
Join us. We're gonna
blow this town apart.
Right, Steve?
Yeah.
HARRIET: See you guys later.
That sounds terrific.
Harry, aren't you coming
to the party?
Sure, I'll be there.
I have something I have to
do first, okay? Meet you there.
Harry, something's wrong.
I know you.
Joe, don't always
be a detective.
There's nothing wrong.
I've got something I have to
do and I'll meet you later, okay?
Harry.
You know, you've come
into my life in passing.
Don't try to understand it.
It belongs to me.
Something wrong?
I guess not.
You talked to Jerry?
Yeah. He won't
tell me a thing.
Something's going on here,
Frank.
I know. I feel it, too.
Let's see what's
going on at the party.
FRANK: The party was great,
but there was still
no sign of Harriet.
That's when
I started to worry.
(LAUGHS)
That's what they all say.
Wouldn't dream of it.
I didn't get which...
Let another one slip
through your fingers, huh?
Just a temporary set-back.
Speaking of beautiful women
who have slipped through fingers,
where's your date?
My date?
You remember Harriet.
I don't know. She was supposed
to be here like an hour ago.
ALEX: Hey.
Are you all right?
Fine, Alex.
Just leave me alone.
Harry, something's
happened, I know it.
Will you stop with that?
I'm just tired, very tired.
I just need some sleep,
that's all.
Hey, Harry!
You've got to join the party.
A party's not a party
without the star attraction.
Hey, your star attraction
is burning out.
You guys have a good time.
I'll check in with you
in the morning. Harry...
Let her go.
Harry!
Let her go.
But, Frank...
Okay, everybody, the manager
says we have to wrap it up.
We got a big day tomorrow.
We have to celebrate the independence
of this great and glorious land of ours,
or we have to sing a few
Psalms for its salvation.
Now you can all see Road Show
in Carnsby Park tomorrow.
So thank you all very much for
coming. Good night. Thank you.
Thank you.
Good night.
Good night.
Thank you.
I think she's in trouble.
Me, too.
There's nothing we can do right
now if she's not gonna level with us.
I mean, sometimes all a
person wants is to be left alone.
Yeah, well, tonight
we'll leave her alone.
Tomorrow we'll see
what we can do to help her.
You don't give up, do you?
Not when I care
about somebody.
Isn't that Mrs. Morgan?
Yeah.
I'm surprised Jerry
didn't make it tonight.
Yeah, I am, too.
I have a feeling
he's in trouble, Frank.
FRANK: Well, my first night in town
seemed to be turning into a little more
than we bargained for,
but we were confident that everything
would work itself out in the morning.
What is it?
Your name
Harriet Alexander?
Yes.
Do you own the red Volkswagen
in the parking lot?
Yes.
Is it about last night?
Did you loan that vehicle to
anyone in the last 24 hours?
I filled out a full report
last night.
What's my car
got to do with this anyway?
You are being arrested for suspicion
of involvement in an hit-and-run accident
that happened
at 2:42 this morning.
That's crazy.
Get dressed,
Miss Alexander.
And don't think about going
anywhere. We'll be right here.
I don't believe it.
Harriet? Hit and run?
See this dent in
the fender here?
Well, they pulled some hair
out of this broken headlight here.
The lab's running tests on it
now to see if it matches Morgan's.
Did you say Morgan?
Jerry Morgan?
That's right.
He's a reporter
from out of town.
He's a friend of ours, too.
Well,
your friends sure got themselves
in a lot of trouble, didn't they?
We'd like to see Harriet,
Sergeant.
Would you?
MAN: Sergeant!
The lab verified those tracks
at the site of the accident.
They belong to this car.
They're friends
of the suspect.
Also the victim.
They're just leaving.
I'm Frank Hardy.
My brother Joe.
Lieutenant Collins.
Lieutenant, we'd like to talk to
Harriet about getting a lawyer.
The court will
appoint her one.
We'd like to
see her anyway.
Dr. Freedman, our psychiatrist
is interviewing her right now.
A psychiatrist!
We have to determine whether
we can let her out on bail or not.
We'll wait,
if it's all right with you.
Suit yourself.
Jerry tells us he's working
on something, something big,
something happening
in Spencer Valley.
Now Harriet is distraught about
something, we don't know what.
In the same night,
Jerry's run down
and Harriet's arrested as the hit-and-run
driver. It doesn't make any sense.
We've got to talk to them.
Yeah, but the hospital said
he's still in a coma.
They don't know if he's
going to come out of it either.
Joe and Frank Hardy?
Yeah.
I'm Dr. Freedman.
I understand you want
to see Harriet Alexander.
You're the psychiatrist?
That's not
my official field.
I'm actually
a medical doctor,
but I'm the closest thing
this town has to a shrink.
How is she?
Well, she's
fine physically.
But I'm concerned
about her emotional state.
What do you mean?
Your friend has been under a
tremendous psychological strain.
Apparently she's suppressed
with what happened last night
and subconsciously,
she simply...
I don't quite know
how to put it.
She substituted another event
in its place.
She told me that she sat in her
car and saw the action take place.
She claims that she came to the
police department and reported it herself.
The distressing thing is I
think she really believes it.
I mean, she's convinced that
that's what actually happened.
What if that is
what actually happened?
Well, there was no report
of the accident.
What about bail?
Well, I'll have
to consider that.
The court wants her admitted
to the hospital
for further
psychological tests.
When you talk to her,
be brief
and try not to upset her.
FRANK: Well, now you know
as much as we did.
Only Harriet could
tell us the rest.
That Dr. Freedman, he
didn't believe a word I said.
I filed a report right
here in this police station.
I swear it.
Harriet, why don't you
tell us what happened?
I was on my way back
to the motel.
From where?
I was on my way
back to the party.
Just driving slowly, kind
of unwinding after the show.
I turned onto a street
near the hospital,
and stopped
at the traffic light
and waited for it
to turn green,
when I noticed this guy
across the street.
JOE:
Do you know who he was?
He looked familiar,
but I didn't know him.
Then I saw this car.
A green Chevy.
It pulled away
from the curb
and started towards the guy
as he stepped down off the curb.
And the guy saw the car
and he stopped
and waited for it.
And then all of a sudden
the car started accelerating.
And it swerved over
and the guy started to see it,
but it hit him.
It hit him hard.
That's what happened.
I can still hear the sound.
I just couldn't believe it.
I jumped out of my car and I ran
to the guy, and he wasn't moving.
I could tell
he was still alive.
I knew that the police station and the
fire department was a few blocks away.
So that's where I went.
That's it.
That's what happened.
I reported it,
they sent out an ambulance,
and I came back
to the party.
You can see why I wasn't
in the most festive of moods.
There's one thing
I don't understand.
What?
The accident took place
on the other side of town.
I got lost, I guess.
You got lost?
Yeah, there was
something I had to do.
It has nothing
to do with this.
It's not important. The important
thing is that I didn't hit anybody.
I saw it happen,
and I reported it.
Can you think of any reason why the police
wouldn't have a record of that report?
No. Do you know
who the officer was?
I don't know.
Can you describe him?
Blonde, young,
I don't know.
I don't know
what's going on.
I don't know
why my car has been dented,
and I don't know why
someone's trying to frame me.
You guys are the detectives.
You're supposed to figure this out.
Okay.
Describe the car
you saw again.
It was an old one,
a '60 or '61.
Light green.
Did you get
the license number?
I had just seen
a guy get run down.
You guys don't
believe me, do you?
We'll do everything we can.
You gotta help me.
You're all I've got.
You've got to believe me.
I don't know
what to believe.
If the doc's right,
then she's crazy.
And if she's right,
then this whole town's crazy.
Well, she's holding
something back.
Something to do with why she was
on the other side of town last night.
Okay, what's next?
Well, we'll split up. I'll go to the
hospital and try and talk to Jerry.
You try and find
that '61 Chevy.
Okay, I'll also go talk
to the guys in the band.
Maybe they know what
Harriet was doing last night.
Good. I'll see you
back at the motel.
Okay.
Steve.
Bail been set?
No. Not yet.
I wish we'd never
come to this town.
That makes two of us.
I've been talking
to a lawyer I know.
He's going
to represent Harriet.
Do either of you have any idea
where Harriet may have gone last night?
No, I don't.
She was going
to the party at the motel.
Yeah, I know, but the accident
was on the other side of town.
She had to have been going
somewhere else first.
You got me.
Where were you?
Me?
You arrived late.
I stopped to get some
extra equipment. That's all.
What time did Harriet leave?
Right after she got
the note.
The note?
What note?
The stage hand gave her a note
just before the show.
So I gave it to her and
she read it and took off.
What did it say?
It was folded.
I figured it might have
been personal.
So anyway, she didn't
like it, she threw it away.
Where?
In the waste basket.
There it is.
The blue paper.
JOE: "Meet me at the corner of
Franklin and Main after the show.
"If you're not there,
you know what will happen.”
FRANK: I talked to the nurse.
She said
Jerry was still in a coma.
That left only one person
I could talk to.
Mrs. Morgan?
Yes.
My name's Frank Hardy.
I'm a friend of your husband's.
Yes?
I'm terribly sorry
about what happened.
I know the girl who allegedly
ran Jerry down last night.
Allegedly?
I've been to the police
station. I know what happened.
Sergeant Feinauer
told me all about it.
Your friend ran Jerry down
and she didn't even stop.
Didn't stop to see
if he was dead or alive.
She's in jail,
and Jerry's lying in that room
fighting for his life.
Mrs. Morgan,
I understand how you feel.
Do you?
Do you really think
you understand how I feel?
One day
a man's an integral part
of your life,
strong,
healthy,
dealing with all those little,
everyday crises that make up a life.
The next day,
he doesn't even
recognize your voice.
I don't think Harriet
Alexander was driving the car
that hit your husband.
But the police have proof.
Manufactured proof, maybe.
Mrs. Morgan, if Harriet wasn't
driving the car it was someone else.
I want to find out who it
was. Please, I need your help.
Go on.
Jerry told me that he was
tracking down a big story.
Do you know
what the story was about?
No he wouldn't talk about it
until...
Until what?
He had real proof.
Well, did he have
anything at all?
I think so.
I don't know.
I understand the fact that
you're trying to help your friend,
but you're not going to do it
at anybody else's expense.
Your friend ran Jerry down,
and she's going
to pay for that.
But not the way
Jerry's paid.
Mrs. Morgan,
could I talk to him?
Absolutely
out of the question.
His condition, as Mrs.
Morgan knows, is critical.
And I'm not gonna let him be questioned
by anyone. Certainly not an outsider.
(BOTH EXCLAIM)
What are you doing?
Looking for clues.
Geez.
Any luck at the hospital?
No. I didn't get a chance to
talk to Jerry. How about you?
There's no green Chevy registered
to anyone in Spencer Valley.
But I did find this.
"Meet me at the corner of
Franklin and Main after the show.
"If you're not there,
you know what will happen.”
Short, sweet and to the point.
What are you looking for?
I don't know.
A lead, a clue, something that
will tell me more about Harriet.
What have you got?
I don't know.
Let's see.
Frank, I don't think we should
open somebody else's mail.
You don't think Harriet
should be in jail either, do you?
No.
"You have no idea
what you mean to me.
"I would follow you anywhere. Just the sight
of your eyes, your hair, your touch..."
This is a love letter.
Hang on, there's more.
Desperation, not love.
Wait a minute.
This is who Harriet was going
to meet last night. I'm sure of it.
Look at the writing.
Why wouldn't
she tell us about it?
Maybe one of the others knows.
Hey, what were you
doing in there?
Trying to find something
that will help Harriet.
Well, you better
make it fast.
We were just down at the
police station and bail's been set.
$10,000.
10,000?
Yeah, it's through
a bail bondsman.
If it's through
a bail bondsman,
all you need is 10%
to get her out.
$1,000
and a holiday in this town.
It might as well
be the whole shot.
We've got to get her out.
They've taken her to the
hospital for psychiatric evaluation.
She's not crazy.
Whatever it was she told them
is what she saw.
Even if her story conflicts
with everyone else's story?
That's right.
And you better believe it.
Hey, hey. Hold on. We're
on your side, remember?
You can help Harriet by
telling us who wrote this letter.
Did you read that?
Harriet was going to meet the author
of that letter last night. Now who is he?
I don't know,
she wouldn't tell me.
If I find out...
He may be the guy
who framed Harriet.
The concert in the park.
What are you talking about? We're
not going to do the concert now.
Oh, yes, we are. We're
gonna do that concert.
And we're gonna promote it.
We're gonna pass the hat,
and we're gonna earn
that $1,000 any way we can.
You've got nothing to lose.
She's your girl.
Let's talk
to the park officials.
Well...
What's our next move?
We go talk to Harriet again. And
this time we get some answers.
Right.
WOMAN ON INTERCOM:
Dr. Freedman, report to radiology, please.
Dr. Freedman, please report
to radiology.
(HEART MONITOR BEEPING)
(BEEPING STOPS)
FRANK: Harriet had taken
her arrest pretty badly.
Dr. Freedman had put her
under sedation.
I tried to talk to her once before,
but the nurse said she was sleeping.
Unfortunately, we just
couldn't wait any longer.
(MONITOR FLATLINING)
Get Dr. Hale here stat!
What happened?
Mr. Hardy, someone disconnected
Mr. Morgan's life support system.
Harriet!
Hey, what are you doing here?
Oh, I was just getting...
You okay?
Head over that way!
You're not going anywhere.
Who are you?
Let me go. You don't
have any right to hold me.
Who are you?
What's your name?
I don't have to tell you
my name!
I don't have to tell you
anything!
Now let me loose
before I call a cop.
You want a cop?
I'll get you a cop.
I'm sure the police would be
very interested in talking to you.
What was that note
all about?
What note?
The note you sent
to Harriet Alexander.
The one that threatened her.
You sent it, didn't you?
Yes, I sent the note,
but I didn't threaten anybody.
That's not the way
it read to us.
Look, my name is Pete Forest.
Harriet Alexander
happens to be my wife.
Wife?
FRANK: Why'd you run
when you saw us?
PETE: I'm not supposed to
see her again. It's a court order.
And I thought you were two
of the guys from the group.
We married young.
Separated a few years ago.
It seemed like the thing
to do at the time.
We both wanted it. Our
marriage wasn't going any place.
I still love her.
Ever since then, she's
just drifted away from me.
What did you mean
when you wrote,
"Come and see me or
you know what'll happen."
I've had real trouble
since then.
The last year or two, I've
tried to get in touch with her.
I need Harriet
to come back to me
or I can't go on.
That's what I meant when I
said, "You know what will happen.”
What were you doing
in Harriet's hospital room?
I heard what happened.
I couldn't believe it.
I wanted to talk to her.
Did Harriet mention
anything about the accident
when you saw her
last night?
Oh, yeah.
She said
she was really upset.
Wanted to get out
of town right away.
Didn't even want
to talk about it either.
I figured
it was just an excuse.
That's one thing
we never did,
was talk.
What did she tell you
about the accident.
Some guy in a Chevy
ran some guy over.
She went to the police
and reported it.
You're under arrest.
He was in Harriet's room
when we arrived.
He pushed past us and ran.
What did she say?
She didn't say anything.
She was sleeping.
I don't even think she
knew he was in the room.
This isn't a conspiracy,
Lieutenant.
Oh! It isn't?
She runs Morgan down,
then her husband comes
to the hospital,
and a few moments later, Morgan's
life support system's pulled out.
And it wasn't an accident because
I visited him just a half an hour ago
with one of the doctors.
He was still unconscious.
Then you two corner Forest
and he runs.
I would say that those two meant
to kill that man, wouldn't you?
Is Morgan all right?
Stable.
Joe, it doesn't
make any sense.
Why would Harriet and her
husband want to kill Jerry Morgan?
Because he was onto
something that involved them?
What?
Let's talk
to Sally Morgan again.
Al right.
FRANK:
Sally Morgan wasn't in,
but we still had to find out what
Jerry Morgan was working on.
Well, what do we do now?
I don't know.
What do you want?
Mrs. Morgan, I...
Someone tried to murder
Jerry this afternoon.
Did you know that?
Yes, we know.
The husband of your friend.
We don't believe that.
The same way you didn't believe
that girl tried to run Jerry down.
Why?
Why would anyone do this?
Somebody was in here
looking for something.
Something Jerry
was working on.
Now Harriet
is in the hospital,
her husband is under arrest.
Either of them aren't
responsible for this.
It's somebody else.
Someone else in Spencer Valley
is desperately trying
to keep Jerry
from breaking his story.
I just have no idea what the
story was he was working on.
Did he bring anything
with him?
There were some pages
that were in the glove
compartment of the car.
Could you get them?
Yeah.
(BAND PLAYING POP MUSIC)
(CROWD CHEERING)
Listen to this. It's
addressed to the governor.
"I strongly recommend that
the state attorney general
"take a look
at what I've discovered,
"perhaps send a special
investigator to Spencer Valley
"to start the investigation
from there."
A narcotics syndicate.
What?
Well, that's what
we're dealing with.
"Part of a pattern crisscrossing
the US." That's what Jerry told me.
Someone would kill
to keep that quiet?
If it's on
a large enough scale.
If Spencer Valley is only
a small part of the pattern.
Particularly if the people here
were in danger of being exposed.
What can we do?
Who are these people?
That's what
we're going to find out.
You see the pattern?
No.
Spell it out for me.
A rock group, or a lot
of different rock groups,
traveling from city to city,
and one-night stands,
someone in the group
is a contact.
They pick up the stuff
from the local man
and distribute it
in the next city.
The hospital!
Someone from the hospital?
Right.
And someone in the police
department is providing protection.
Exactly. Harriet did
fill out a collision report
and it was buried.
The police arrive
at the hospital
and an attempt is made
on Jerry's life.
So where do we go now?
To the police station.
I had a feeling
you were going to say that.
Well, they can't all
be in on it.
They can't?
FRANK: Someone must have seen
Harriet there last night.
A drug ring operating out of a
little town like Spencer Valley.
No one would have
suspected it.
There had to be a contact
in the group,
as well as someone in the police
department to keep the operation quiet.
Yeah, she was here.
Brunette, right?
About this tall?
Yeah, that's her.
Why didn't you come forward
with this information earlier?
What information?
She filled out an
accident report and left.
I've been fishing in the mountains
since I got off duty last night.
What's going on
here, anyway?
I'll tell you
what's going on.
What's going on is that...
Nothing's been going on.
Patrolman Shelley,
you got work to do, right?
Yes, sir.
Shut the door behind you.
Yes, sir.
You two wouldn't stop
interfering, would you?
Wouldn't stop poking around.
Sergeant, I don't mean to put
too fine a point on it,
but someone in this department
is crooked as a corkscrew.
Well, it ain't me.
All right, you guys heard what
the patrolman said just now.
Well, I guess they didn't
get to him yet.
There's just one guy around here
who could suppress information like that.
Just one.
Lieutenant Collins.
Collins.
You're not in on this.
On what?
We found a letter that Jerry Morgan
had written to the governor of the state.
There's a drug ring operating and
Spencer Valley's a part of the chain.
Now, someone is supplying
drugs to contacts in various groups.
With police protection.
That's why Collins and
Dr. Freedman have been so tight.
Where's Collins now?
He left for the hospital
about an hour ago.
The hospital!
Jerry!
I don't want any part
of this. I mean,
running drugs is one thing,
but murder's another.
You didn't say that when you thought it
was going to happen out on the street.
You're getting cold feet now that it's
going to happen here in your backyard.
Collins, you can't!
I mean, things have changed.
Those young guys
are getting warmer.
I'll worry
about those guys.
As a matter of fact, Doctor,
why don't you just leave?
Goon
about your business.
Hold it, Collins!
Don't do that.
You're going to
regret this, Sergeant.
You don't have a thing on me.
We just got your buddy
Freedman in the hall.
He's gonna sing
like a jukebox.
I think we've got
all we need.
That just about
does it.
Just one more person
to talk to.
FRANK: We'd gotten the doctor
and Lieutenant Collins.
There was just one more piece
of the puzzle left.
The third man.
The contact
in the rock group.
Thank you! Thank you!
I'm really sorry Joe Hardy
can't be here right now.
So it looks like we'll be
doing the finale ourselves.
So, don't forget, wait
for those great fireworks.
(GIRLS SCREAMING)
It's them.
Joe Hardy and Harriet.
Come on.
Give them a hand,
everybody.
I didn't think you were going to
make it. How did you raise the bail?
Didn't have to, they dropped all
charges. I'll explain it to you later.
(BAND PLAYING SOFT ROCK)
(SINGING)
Surprised to see Harriet
out of custody, Campbell?
He's leaving again.
All right,
what's going on here?
What's going on?
You're under arrest,
Mr. Campbell. What's the charge?
Receiving drugs
and attempted murder.
We'll start with that
and work our way down.
Your friends in jail
want you to join them.
They don't like being alone.
Get him out of here.
Nice timing.
Yeah.
I got a full confession
from Lieutenant Collins.
Campbell was driving the green
Chevy that ran Morgan down.
It was
an out-of-state job.
And Collins, he just
pulled the accident report.
It's a funny thing,
you know.
You work with a guy,
a superior, for 15 years,
but you never
really know him.
He and Freedman had been
dealing drugs for years.
And Campbell, he manages
a lot of rock groups.
That's how Jerry Morgan
got onto him.
The groups always
changed on the circuit,
but the manager was
always the same.
Drugs.
That's why Jerry felt
so strongly about the story.
He always used to say
that addicts were the saddest,
most pathetic people
in the world.
And the people
who deal drugs...
Are Killers.
Yeah.
Right.
How is Jerry?
Well, he's gonna be fine.
He's out of the coma,
and his wife's there
with him now. Good.
They're pretty good.
Aren't they?
Yeah.
Yeah.
(BOTH SINGING)
the concert's half over.
If I go any faster, we'll
either be over the cliff or in jail.
Look, don't worry about it,
we're gonna make it.
I'm supposed to sing
the last song, you know.
Yes, I know that.
(SINGING HEY DEANIE)
I don't why
my car has been dented
and I don't know why
someone's trying to frame me.
Jerry told me that he was
tracking down a big story.
Harriet wasn't driving the
car, it was someone else.
I want to find out
who it was.
Mr. Hardy,
someone disconnected
Mr. Morgan's
life support system.
Harriet!
Hey, they're crazy here.
And they're talking to me
like I'm crazy.
"Part of a pattern
crisscrossing the US."
That's what Jerry
told me.
Someone would kill
to keep that quiet?
NARRATOR:
Tonight on the Hardy Boys,
Oh Say Can You Sing.
FRANK:
It was the 4th of July.
Joe and I were going to celebrate
in a friendly little American town,
Spencer Valley.
Unfortunately we had just
learned that the police department
had arrested one
of our best friends.
Something I can do
for you?
Yeah, we just got word
that a friend of ours,
Harriet Alexander,
was arrested this morning.
Is there someone
we can talk to about it?
Do you know what
she's being held on?
Yeah. Charges.
Well, we'd like
to see her.
Boy, am I glad
to see you.
Hey, when do I
get out of here?
We're not sure yet.
Bail hasn't been set.
Not been set. Why?
Don't they have to set bail?
They will.
Hey, they're crazy here. And
they're talking to me like I'm crazy.
FRANK: We had no idea the night
before what we were heading into.
Joe had agreed to sing
at Harriet's concert.
She had mentioned to us that
she was worried about something,
but she just neglected
to tell us what it was.
(PLAYING GUITAR)
Come on, step on it, Frank,
the concert's half over.
If I go any faster, we'll
either be over the cliff or in jail.
Look, don't worry about it,
we're gonna make it.
I'm supposed to sing
the last song, you know.
Yes, I know that.
Have I ever let you down?
You can take
the Fifth on that.
(SINGING POP SONG)
Enjoy the show.
Where are you going?
I have to take care
of something.
I'm Jerry Morgan.
Alex Campbell,
road manager.
You wanted to talk to me
about the guys.
About your road trip.
How many towns
have you hit?
Can't I stop counting
after 50.
We've been
really traveling.
Good receptions?
Listen for yourself.
He's new, isn't he?
That's right. Why?
I'm told he's got
quite a career ahead of him.
Jerry,
what are you doing here?
I was a little worried. I didn't
think you were gonna make it.
It's only when they start to
throw things that he starts to worry.
Thanks.
Hi, Jer, how are you?
JERRY: Hi.
You're next.
You're not going anywhere,
are you?
Where would I go? I just broke the
land speed record to get you here.
You're gonna stay right here.
You're gonna watch the show.
And you're gonna enjoy your
younger brother entertaining.
Don't I always?
(CROWD CHEERING)
Thank you. Thank you.
HARRIET: Remember, we'll be
playing one more time before we leave.
Tomorrow afternoon
in Carnsby Park.
So try and be there.
We need you.
Thank you.
Anyway, for our
final number tonight,
we were going to do a
song... Hope it's mine.
(GIRLS SCREAMING)
I should wrap this mic around
your throat. I didn't think...
Hey, hey,
it's good to see you, too.
This is a tune Joe wrote.
We used to do it together
back in a little club in Bay port.
It's called Hey Deanie.
FRANK: No one was
more surprised than myself
to see Jerry Morgan
in Spencer Valley.
He was an old friend,
and one of the best investigative
reporters in the business.
There he goes again.
(BAND PLAYING HEY DEANIE)
(SINGING HEY DEANIE)
Jerry, what's going on?
What kind of a story are you
chasing after in a little place like this?
Little places like this
are links in a chain.
You get enough of them together,
and you got one large operation.
What operation?
Let me work on it
a little longer.
Curb that detective instinct
for one night.
I should have
some answers tomorrow.
But really, you should
stay out of it for now.
It's kind of dangerous.
(CROWD CHEERING)
Look, Mr. Morgan,
I know your reputation.
When an investigative reporter wants
to talk to me about one of my groups,
it worries me.
It disturbs me the whole
night, and I can't sleep.
Now why don't you just tell me
exactly what it is you're investigating,
and what it has to do
with Road Show?
Just following a pattern,
Campbell,
one that's crisscrossed the
United States the last few months.
Joe Hardy,
ladies and gentlemen.
We'll see you at the park
tomorrow. Good night.
You were great.
We haven't really met. I'm Alex
Campbell, their road manager.
It's nice to meet you.
Hi.
You were great,
just like the old days.
I wish you'd come around
to hear the whole thing.
Oh, the lights were
really getting to me.
Since when?
Since tonight.
That was really ace, baby.
Look, why don't you hit
the road with us for awhile?
Thank you,
but you don't need me.
I mean, the crowd was roaring
before I got within 10 miles of here.
No, I'd like to discuss
that with you.
Seriously.
You sing real pretty.
Wait a minute. Can we keep that
kind of talk down to a minimum?
He's hard enough
to live with as it is.
Where were you this time?
Someone I had to talk to.
This is the stabilizing
influence in my life.
My older brother Frank.
This is Steve.
How're you doing?
Ears.
Hi, Ears.
Eddie.
How're you doing?
Eddie, nice to meet you.
And this is Harriet,
the leader of the group.
Nice to meet you.
Thanks.
Why didn't we do this
before in Bay port?
We did do this before, but
you were always too busy
to come down and hear your own
flesh and blood wow an audience.
Well, if I'd known the company
you were keeping...
Thanks for the vote
of confidence.
We're having a little get together
tonight at the Palms Motor Lodge.
It's a little place
on the edge of town.
Yeah, we passed it
when we came in.
We were thinking
of staying there ourselves.
Join us. We're gonna
blow this town apart.
Right, Steve?
Yeah.
HARRIET: See you guys later.
That sounds terrific.
Harry, aren't you coming
to the party?
Sure, I'll be there.
I have something I have to
do first, okay? Meet you there.
Harry, something's wrong.
I know you.
Joe, don't always
be a detective.
There's nothing wrong.
I've got something I have to
do and I'll meet you later, okay?
Harry.
You know, you've come
into my life in passing.
Don't try to understand it.
It belongs to me.
Something wrong?
I guess not.
You talked to Jerry?
Yeah. He won't
tell me a thing.
Something's going on here,
Frank.
I know. I feel it, too.
Let's see what's
going on at the party.
FRANK: The party was great,
but there was still
no sign of Harriet.
That's when
I started to worry.
(LAUGHS)
That's what they all say.
Wouldn't dream of it.
I didn't get which...
Let another one slip
through your fingers, huh?
Just a temporary set-back.
Speaking of beautiful women
who have slipped through fingers,
where's your date?
My date?
You remember Harriet.
I don't know. She was supposed
to be here like an hour ago.
ALEX: Hey.
Are you all right?
Fine, Alex.
Just leave me alone.
Harry, something's
happened, I know it.
Will you stop with that?
I'm just tired, very tired.
I just need some sleep,
that's all.
Hey, Harry!
You've got to join the party.
A party's not a party
without the star attraction.
Hey, your star attraction
is burning out.
You guys have a good time.
I'll check in with you
in the morning. Harry...
Let her go.
Harry!
Let her go.
But, Frank...
Okay, everybody, the manager
says we have to wrap it up.
We got a big day tomorrow.
We have to celebrate the independence
of this great and glorious land of ours,
or we have to sing a few
Psalms for its salvation.
Now you can all see Road Show
in Carnsby Park tomorrow.
So thank you all very much for
coming. Good night. Thank you.
Thank you.
Good night.
Good night.
Thank you.
I think she's in trouble.
Me, too.
There's nothing we can do right
now if she's not gonna level with us.
I mean, sometimes all a
person wants is to be left alone.
Yeah, well, tonight
we'll leave her alone.
Tomorrow we'll see
what we can do to help her.
You don't give up, do you?
Not when I care
about somebody.
Isn't that Mrs. Morgan?
Yeah.
I'm surprised Jerry
didn't make it tonight.
Yeah, I am, too.
I have a feeling
he's in trouble, Frank.
FRANK: Well, my first night in town
seemed to be turning into a little more
than we bargained for,
but we were confident that everything
would work itself out in the morning.
What is it?
Your name
Harriet Alexander?
Yes.
Do you own the red Volkswagen
in the parking lot?
Yes.
Is it about last night?
Did you loan that vehicle to
anyone in the last 24 hours?
I filled out a full report
last night.
What's my car
got to do with this anyway?
You are being arrested for suspicion
of involvement in an hit-and-run accident
that happened
at 2:42 this morning.
That's crazy.
Get dressed,
Miss Alexander.
And don't think about going
anywhere. We'll be right here.
I don't believe it.
Harriet? Hit and run?
See this dent in
the fender here?
Well, they pulled some hair
out of this broken headlight here.
The lab's running tests on it
now to see if it matches Morgan's.
Did you say Morgan?
Jerry Morgan?
That's right.
He's a reporter
from out of town.
He's a friend of ours, too.
Well,
your friends sure got themselves
in a lot of trouble, didn't they?
We'd like to see Harriet,
Sergeant.
Would you?
MAN: Sergeant!
The lab verified those tracks
at the site of the accident.
They belong to this car.
They're friends
of the suspect.
Also the victim.
They're just leaving.
I'm Frank Hardy.
My brother Joe.
Lieutenant Collins.
Lieutenant, we'd like to talk to
Harriet about getting a lawyer.
The court will
appoint her one.
We'd like to
see her anyway.
Dr. Freedman, our psychiatrist
is interviewing her right now.
A psychiatrist!
We have to determine whether
we can let her out on bail or not.
We'll wait,
if it's all right with you.
Suit yourself.
Jerry tells us he's working
on something, something big,
something happening
in Spencer Valley.
Now Harriet is distraught about
something, we don't know what.
In the same night,
Jerry's run down
and Harriet's arrested as the hit-and-run
driver. It doesn't make any sense.
We've got to talk to them.
Yeah, but the hospital said
he's still in a coma.
They don't know if he's
going to come out of it either.
Joe and Frank Hardy?
Yeah.
I'm Dr. Freedman.
I understand you want
to see Harriet Alexander.
You're the psychiatrist?
That's not
my official field.
I'm actually
a medical doctor,
but I'm the closest thing
this town has to a shrink.
How is she?
Well, she's
fine physically.
But I'm concerned
about her emotional state.
What do you mean?
Your friend has been under a
tremendous psychological strain.
Apparently she's suppressed
with what happened last night
and subconsciously,
she simply...
I don't quite know
how to put it.
She substituted another event
in its place.
She told me that she sat in her
car and saw the action take place.
She claims that she came to the
police department and reported it herself.
The distressing thing is I
think she really believes it.
I mean, she's convinced that
that's what actually happened.
What if that is
what actually happened?
Well, there was no report
of the accident.
What about bail?
Well, I'll have
to consider that.
The court wants her admitted
to the hospital
for further
psychological tests.
When you talk to her,
be brief
and try not to upset her.
FRANK: Well, now you know
as much as we did.
Only Harriet could
tell us the rest.
That Dr. Freedman, he
didn't believe a word I said.
I filed a report right
here in this police station.
I swear it.
Harriet, why don't you
tell us what happened?
I was on my way back
to the motel.
From where?
I was on my way
back to the party.
Just driving slowly, kind
of unwinding after the show.
I turned onto a street
near the hospital,
and stopped
at the traffic light
and waited for it
to turn green,
when I noticed this guy
across the street.
JOE:
Do you know who he was?
He looked familiar,
but I didn't know him.
Then I saw this car.
A green Chevy.
It pulled away
from the curb
and started towards the guy
as he stepped down off the curb.
And the guy saw the car
and he stopped
and waited for it.
And then all of a sudden
the car started accelerating.
And it swerved over
and the guy started to see it,
but it hit him.
It hit him hard.
That's what happened.
I can still hear the sound.
I just couldn't believe it.
I jumped out of my car and I ran
to the guy, and he wasn't moving.
I could tell
he was still alive.
I knew that the police station and the
fire department was a few blocks away.
So that's where I went.
That's it.
That's what happened.
I reported it,
they sent out an ambulance,
and I came back
to the party.
You can see why I wasn't
in the most festive of moods.
There's one thing
I don't understand.
What?
The accident took place
on the other side of town.
I got lost, I guess.
You got lost?
Yeah, there was
something I had to do.
It has nothing
to do with this.
It's not important. The important
thing is that I didn't hit anybody.
I saw it happen,
and I reported it.
Can you think of any reason why the police
wouldn't have a record of that report?
No. Do you know
who the officer was?
I don't know.
Can you describe him?
Blonde, young,
I don't know.
I don't know
what's going on.
I don't know
why my car has been dented,
and I don't know why
someone's trying to frame me.
You guys are the detectives.
You're supposed to figure this out.
Okay.
Describe the car
you saw again.
It was an old one,
a '60 or '61.
Light green.
Did you get
the license number?
I had just seen
a guy get run down.
You guys don't
believe me, do you?
We'll do everything we can.
You gotta help me.
You're all I've got.
You've got to believe me.
I don't know
what to believe.
If the doc's right,
then she's crazy.
And if she's right,
then this whole town's crazy.
Well, she's holding
something back.
Something to do with why she was
on the other side of town last night.
Okay, what's next?
Well, we'll split up. I'll go to the
hospital and try and talk to Jerry.
You try and find
that '61 Chevy.
Okay, I'll also go talk
to the guys in the band.
Maybe they know what
Harriet was doing last night.
Good. I'll see you
back at the motel.
Okay.
Steve.
Bail been set?
No. Not yet.
I wish we'd never
come to this town.
That makes two of us.
I've been talking
to a lawyer I know.
He's going
to represent Harriet.
Do either of you have any idea
where Harriet may have gone last night?
No, I don't.
She was going
to the party at the motel.
Yeah, I know, but the accident
was on the other side of town.
She had to have been going
somewhere else first.
You got me.
Where were you?
Me?
You arrived late.
I stopped to get some
extra equipment. That's all.
What time did Harriet leave?
Right after she got
the note.
The note?
What note?
The stage hand gave her a note
just before the show.
So I gave it to her and
she read it and took off.
What did it say?
It was folded.
I figured it might have
been personal.
So anyway, she didn't
like it, she threw it away.
Where?
In the waste basket.
There it is.
The blue paper.
JOE: "Meet me at the corner of
Franklin and Main after the show.
"If you're not there,
you know what will happen.”
FRANK: I talked to the nurse.
She said
Jerry was still in a coma.
That left only one person
I could talk to.
Mrs. Morgan?
Yes.
My name's Frank Hardy.
I'm a friend of your husband's.
Yes?
I'm terribly sorry
about what happened.
I know the girl who allegedly
ran Jerry down last night.
Allegedly?
I've been to the police
station. I know what happened.
Sergeant Feinauer
told me all about it.
Your friend ran Jerry down
and she didn't even stop.
Didn't stop to see
if he was dead or alive.
She's in jail,
and Jerry's lying in that room
fighting for his life.
Mrs. Morgan,
I understand how you feel.
Do you?
Do you really think
you understand how I feel?
One day
a man's an integral part
of your life,
strong,
healthy,
dealing with all those little,
everyday crises that make up a life.
The next day,
he doesn't even
recognize your voice.
I don't think Harriet
Alexander was driving the car
that hit your husband.
But the police have proof.
Manufactured proof, maybe.
Mrs. Morgan, if Harriet wasn't
driving the car it was someone else.
I want to find out who it
was. Please, I need your help.
Go on.
Jerry told me that he was
tracking down a big story.
Do you know
what the story was about?
No he wouldn't talk about it
until...
Until what?
He had real proof.
Well, did he have
anything at all?
I think so.
I don't know.
I understand the fact that
you're trying to help your friend,
but you're not going to do it
at anybody else's expense.
Your friend ran Jerry down,
and she's going
to pay for that.
But not the way
Jerry's paid.
Mrs. Morgan,
could I talk to him?
Absolutely
out of the question.
His condition, as Mrs.
Morgan knows, is critical.
And I'm not gonna let him be questioned
by anyone. Certainly not an outsider.
(BOTH EXCLAIM)
What are you doing?
Looking for clues.
Geez.
Any luck at the hospital?
No. I didn't get a chance to
talk to Jerry. How about you?
There's no green Chevy registered
to anyone in Spencer Valley.
But I did find this.
"Meet me at the corner of
Franklin and Main after the show.
"If you're not there,
you know what will happen.”
Short, sweet and to the point.
What are you looking for?
I don't know.
A lead, a clue, something that
will tell me more about Harriet.
What have you got?
I don't know.
Let's see.
Frank, I don't think we should
open somebody else's mail.
You don't think Harriet
should be in jail either, do you?
No.
"You have no idea
what you mean to me.
"I would follow you anywhere. Just the sight
of your eyes, your hair, your touch..."
This is a love letter.
Hang on, there's more.
Desperation, not love.
Wait a minute.
This is who Harriet was going
to meet last night. I'm sure of it.
Look at the writing.
Why wouldn't
she tell us about it?
Maybe one of the others knows.
Hey, what were you
doing in there?
Trying to find something
that will help Harriet.
Well, you better
make it fast.
We were just down at the
police station and bail's been set.
$10,000.
10,000?
Yeah, it's through
a bail bondsman.
If it's through
a bail bondsman,
all you need is 10%
to get her out.
$1,000
and a holiday in this town.
It might as well
be the whole shot.
We've got to get her out.
They've taken her to the
hospital for psychiatric evaluation.
She's not crazy.
Whatever it was she told them
is what she saw.
Even if her story conflicts
with everyone else's story?
That's right.
And you better believe it.
Hey, hey. Hold on. We're
on your side, remember?
You can help Harriet by
telling us who wrote this letter.
Did you read that?
Harriet was going to meet the author
of that letter last night. Now who is he?
I don't know,
she wouldn't tell me.
If I find out...
He may be the guy
who framed Harriet.
The concert in the park.
What are you talking about? We're
not going to do the concert now.
Oh, yes, we are. We're
gonna do that concert.
And we're gonna promote it.
We're gonna pass the hat,
and we're gonna earn
that $1,000 any way we can.
You've got nothing to lose.
She's your girl.
Let's talk
to the park officials.
Well...
What's our next move?
We go talk to Harriet again. And
this time we get some answers.
Right.
WOMAN ON INTERCOM:
Dr. Freedman, report to radiology, please.
Dr. Freedman, please report
to radiology.
(HEART MONITOR BEEPING)
(BEEPING STOPS)
FRANK: Harriet had taken
her arrest pretty badly.
Dr. Freedman had put her
under sedation.
I tried to talk to her once before,
but the nurse said she was sleeping.
Unfortunately, we just
couldn't wait any longer.
(MONITOR FLATLINING)
Get Dr. Hale here stat!
What happened?
Mr. Hardy, someone disconnected
Mr. Morgan's life support system.
Harriet!
Hey, what are you doing here?
Oh, I was just getting...
You okay?
Head over that way!
You're not going anywhere.
Who are you?
Let me go. You don't
have any right to hold me.
Who are you?
What's your name?
I don't have to tell you
my name!
I don't have to tell you
anything!
Now let me loose
before I call a cop.
You want a cop?
I'll get you a cop.
I'm sure the police would be
very interested in talking to you.
What was that note
all about?
What note?
The note you sent
to Harriet Alexander.
The one that threatened her.
You sent it, didn't you?
Yes, I sent the note,
but I didn't threaten anybody.
That's not the way
it read to us.
Look, my name is Pete Forest.
Harriet Alexander
happens to be my wife.
Wife?
FRANK: Why'd you run
when you saw us?
PETE: I'm not supposed to
see her again. It's a court order.
And I thought you were two
of the guys from the group.
We married young.
Separated a few years ago.
It seemed like the thing
to do at the time.
We both wanted it. Our
marriage wasn't going any place.
I still love her.
Ever since then, she's
just drifted away from me.
What did you mean
when you wrote,
"Come and see me or
you know what'll happen."
I've had real trouble
since then.
The last year or two, I've
tried to get in touch with her.
I need Harriet
to come back to me
or I can't go on.
That's what I meant when I
said, "You know what will happen.”
What were you doing
in Harriet's hospital room?
I heard what happened.
I couldn't believe it.
I wanted to talk to her.
Did Harriet mention
anything about the accident
when you saw her
last night?
Oh, yeah.
She said
she was really upset.
Wanted to get out
of town right away.
Didn't even want
to talk about it either.
I figured
it was just an excuse.
That's one thing
we never did,
was talk.
What did she tell you
about the accident.
Some guy in a Chevy
ran some guy over.
She went to the police
and reported it.
You're under arrest.
He was in Harriet's room
when we arrived.
He pushed past us and ran.
What did she say?
She didn't say anything.
She was sleeping.
I don't even think she
knew he was in the room.
This isn't a conspiracy,
Lieutenant.
Oh! It isn't?
She runs Morgan down,
then her husband comes
to the hospital,
and a few moments later, Morgan's
life support system's pulled out.
And it wasn't an accident because
I visited him just a half an hour ago
with one of the doctors.
He was still unconscious.
Then you two corner Forest
and he runs.
I would say that those two meant
to kill that man, wouldn't you?
Is Morgan all right?
Stable.
Joe, it doesn't
make any sense.
Why would Harriet and her
husband want to kill Jerry Morgan?
Because he was onto
something that involved them?
What?
Let's talk
to Sally Morgan again.
Al right.
FRANK:
Sally Morgan wasn't in,
but we still had to find out what
Jerry Morgan was working on.
Well, what do we do now?
I don't know.
What do you want?
Mrs. Morgan, I...
Someone tried to murder
Jerry this afternoon.
Did you know that?
Yes, we know.
The husband of your friend.
We don't believe that.
The same way you didn't believe
that girl tried to run Jerry down.
Why?
Why would anyone do this?
Somebody was in here
looking for something.
Something Jerry
was working on.
Now Harriet
is in the hospital,
her husband is under arrest.
Either of them aren't
responsible for this.
It's somebody else.
Someone else in Spencer Valley
is desperately trying
to keep Jerry
from breaking his story.
I just have no idea what the
story was he was working on.
Did he bring anything
with him?
There were some pages
that were in the glove
compartment of the car.
Could you get them?
Yeah.
(BAND PLAYING POP MUSIC)
(CROWD CHEERING)
Listen to this. It's
addressed to the governor.
"I strongly recommend that
the state attorney general
"take a look
at what I've discovered,
"perhaps send a special
investigator to Spencer Valley
"to start the investigation
from there."
A narcotics syndicate.
What?
Well, that's what
we're dealing with.
"Part of a pattern crisscrossing
the US." That's what Jerry told me.
Someone would kill
to keep that quiet?
If it's on
a large enough scale.
If Spencer Valley is only
a small part of the pattern.
Particularly if the people here
were in danger of being exposed.
What can we do?
Who are these people?
That's what
we're going to find out.
You see the pattern?
No.
Spell it out for me.
A rock group, or a lot
of different rock groups,
traveling from city to city,
and one-night stands,
someone in the group
is a contact.
They pick up the stuff
from the local man
and distribute it
in the next city.
The hospital!
Someone from the hospital?
Right.
And someone in the police
department is providing protection.
Exactly. Harriet did
fill out a collision report
and it was buried.
The police arrive
at the hospital
and an attempt is made
on Jerry's life.
So where do we go now?
To the police station.
I had a feeling
you were going to say that.
Well, they can't all
be in on it.
They can't?
FRANK: Someone must have seen
Harriet there last night.
A drug ring operating out of a
little town like Spencer Valley.
No one would have
suspected it.
There had to be a contact
in the group,
as well as someone in the police
department to keep the operation quiet.
Yeah, she was here.
Brunette, right?
About this tall?
Yeah, that's her.
Why didn't you come forward
with this information earlier?
What information?
She filled out an
accident report and left.
I've been fishing in the mountains
since I got off duty last night.
What's going on
here, anyway?
I'll tell you
what's going on.
What's going on is that...
Nothing's been going on.
Patrolman Shelley,
you got work to do, right?
Yes, sir.
Shut the door behind you.
Yes, sir.
You two wouldn't stop
interfering, would you?
Wouldn't stop poking around.
Sergeant, I don't mean to put
too fine a point on it,
but someone in this department
is crooked as a corkscrew.
Well, it ain't me.
All right, you guys heard what
the patrolman said just now.
Well, I guess they didn't
get to him yet.
There's just one guy around here
who could suppress information like that.
Just one.
Lieutenant Collins.
Collins.
You're not in on this.
On what?
We found a letter that Jerry Morgan
had written to the governor of the state.
There's a drug ring operating and
Spencer Valley's a part of the chain.
Now, someone is supplying
drugs to contacts in various groups.
With police protection.
That's why Collins and
Dr. Freedman have been so tight.
Where's Collins now?
He left for the hospital
about an hour ago.
The hospital!
Jerry!
I don't want any part
of this. I mean,
running drugs is one thing,
but murder's another.
You didn't say that when you thought it
was going to happen out on the street.
You're getting cold feet now that it's
going to happen here in your backyard.
Collins, you can't!
I mean, things have changed.
Those young guys
are getting warmer.
I'll worry
about those guys.
As a matter of fact, Doctor,
why don't you just leave?
Goon
about your business.
Hold it, Collins!
Don't do that.
You're going to
regret this, Sergeant.
You don't have a thing on me.
We just got your buddy
Freedman in the hall.
He's gonna sing
like a jukebox.
I think we've got
all we need.
That just about
does it.
Just one more person
to talk to.
FRANK: We'd gotten the doctor
and Lieutenant Collins.
There was just one more piece
of the puzzle left.
The third man.
The contact
in the rock group.
Thank you! Thank you!
I'm really sorry Joe Hardy
can't be here right now.
So it looks like we'll be
doing the finale ourselves.
So, don't forget, wait
for those great fireworks.
(GIRLS SCREAMING)
It's them.
Joe Hardy and Harriet.
Come on.
Give them a hand,
everybody.
I didn't think you were going to
make it. How did you raise the bail?
Didn't have to, they dropped all
charges. I'll explain it to you later.
(BAND PLAYING SOFT ROCK)
(SINGING)
Surprised to see Harriet
out of custody, Campbell?
He's leaving again.
All right,
what's going on here?
What's going on?
You're under arrest,
Mr. Campbell. What's the charge?
Receiving drugs
and attempted murder.
We'll start with that
and work our way down.
Your friends in jail
want you to join them.
They don't like being alone.
Get him out of here.
Nice timing.
Yeah.
I got a full confession
from Lieutenant Collins.
Campbell was driving the green
Chevy that ran Morgan down.
It was
an out-of-state job.
And Collins, he just
pulled the accident report.
It's a funny thing,
you know.
You work with a guy,
a superior, for 15 years,
but you never
really know him.
He and Freedman had been
dealing drugs for years.
And Campbell, he manages
a lot of rock groups.
That's how Jerry Morgan
got onto him.
The groups always
changed on the circuit,
but the manager was
always the same.
Drugs.
That's why Jerry felt
so strongly about the story.
He always used to say
that addicts were the saddest,
most pathetic people
in the world.
And the people
who deal drugs...
Are Killers.
Yeah.
Right.
How is Jerry?
Well, he's gonna be fine.
He's out of the coma,
and his wife's there
with him now. Good.
They're pretty good.
Aren't they?
Yeah.
Yeah.
(BOTH SINGING)