01x15 - May the Best Man Lose

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"Re-elect Scanlon"
"He's YOUR district attorney"

Those papers have to be in Porter's
hands no later than midnight.

You know, Frank, you look tired.

why don't you let me take them?

I'm all right, I'll just drop these off on my way.

All right, but you'll get your beauty sleep.

/Well/ the TV debates tomorrow night
you want to look pretty for your public, don't you?

Well, I think plastic surgery is probably more
the /accent/ than sleep with this type.

Good night, Dave.
Good night, Frank.

Frank!

it's /Crump/ on the phone, 23rd district,
he wants to talk to you.

Well, I may miss Porter.

You may lose the 23rd if you don't talk to him.
You better let me take those.

/Maybe you have/ a point.

Okay, take my car,

I'll wait for it.
Right.

Another challenge for the Green Hornet,
his aide Kato and their rolling arsenal the Black Beauty.

On police records a wanted criminal,

the Green Hornet is really Britt Reid,

owner publisher of the Daily Sentinel.

His dual identity known only to his secretary

and to the district attorney.

And now to protect the rights and lives
of decent citizens rides the Green Hornet.

We spread the word.

Let's hope whoever planted that b*mb
in Scanlon's car, takes the bait.

They just might.

There it is.

The upside-down poster, that's a signal. Pullover.

/Once/ around the block.

Get in.

Name?

Starkey, Jack Starkey.

You mean you're it? The big plot against Scanlon?

Just me, what's your proposition?

Pull over, let mr. Starkey out.

Wait a minute, you dropped word
you want to help get rid of Scanlon.

I don't deal with little people, Starkey.

I did what you want, I flip the poster for the signal.

Man, you act like we sent for you...
You just said the keyword 'We'. Who do you work for?

I told you, just me.

Listen, Starkey.

Even a fish that smells as bad as you
has a head, who is it?

A guy.

What guy?

A guy, that's all, just a guy.
Give him a message for me.

Tell him I don't deal with subordinates.

Wait a minute, I don't think that you...
You don't have to think.

Just tell him what I said.

Pull over.

Hey, where do we find you?
We'll find you.

Turn up that alley, Kato.

We let Starkey show us the way.

Mr. Reid's office.

No, I'm sorry, I can't call him to the phone right now.
He's in the television studio on air at the moment.

I'm sorry, I didn't get that. Would you mind repeating it?

I interviewed that party and he is behind us.

Yes, all right, I'll give him the message.

Thank you very much.

Let him get a good start.

...which may not answer your question, Mr. Kerry.

So I'll try to be straight with you.

My opponent Mr. Ryland has made
much of the fact, that

during my years in office have been unable
to apprehend the Green Hornet.

Well, now it's just a matter of public record, Mr. Scanlon.

I mean after all, you are the incumbent District Attorney,

you know better than I, what steps have been taken
to apprehend that notorious criminal.

Mr. Ryland, members of the press,

I want to assure you that everything necessary is
being done to bring the Green Hornet to justice.

Mr. Axford. Mike Axford - Daily Sentinel.
My question's for mr. Ryland.

What's your reaction, sir, to the rumors,
you'll excuse me for putting it this way,

that your campaign organization

is responsible for placing a b*mb in Mr. Scanlon's car,
and for the m*rder of Dave Quincey?

Well, if I may say...
Mr. Ryland,

let me answer that for you, if you don't mind.

even though mr. Ryland wants to defeat me
for the office of District Attorney,

his honor is beyond reproach,
now I've known him for years.

And to suggest that he or anyone in his organization
would try to remove me from office by

any other than the democratic process
is utterly ridiculous.

I'm deeply shocked at Mr. Axford's question.

And this brings to a close another of
our weekly programs

'Debate the Issues'.

Frank, I want to thank you.

I admit, I was a bit flustered by that question.

There's a terrible business that b*mb.
Poor Dave Quincey, I've known him for many years.

Frank, I don't know what to say, except

very-very decent thing, especially say on the air.
We appreciate that...

Nonsense. Look, I only said what I know to be a fact.

You may be managing your brother's career,
but you not the kind of a man I would resort
to k*lling or placing bombs in people's cars.

Now if you win, you'll win honestly.

That's right, Frank.

On the Green Hornet issue,

but you know, he seems to be on your side,
hasn't pulled off a crime lately.

It making you look good.

Well, if I knew his address I'd
send him a 'thank-you' note.

Let's go.

Cards away, and look busy. The big man
would probably be here soon.

What was that?

I'd better go take a look.

Go with him, Woody.

Get that one out of the way, I'll take care of this one.

Well, well,

so you're the man in charge?

That's right, Hornet, I'm the man in charge
and don't you forget it.

You misunderstand the purpose of my visit.

I'm not for hire, Ryland.

You know who I am?
Obviously.

And what are you doing here?

To help them not so loyal opposition
to feed Scanlon for my own reasons.

Where's your brother?

He would be horrified if he knew that we were together.

He's clean, too clean.

Then he'd be pretty badly shaken if he knew
you were the one that

ordered the b*mb planted in Scanlon's car.

He'd never believe it.

Now I expect you to be more clever,

that was a child's trick you pulled.

If it worked I wouldn't find it necessary
to be here talking to you.

If it had worked I wouldn't be within a
hundred miles of you.

There'd be an investigation, very wide
and very thorough.

Conducted by my brother as a new district attorney.

Are you forgetting how clean he is?

He wouldn't cover you on a m*rder charge,
he'd expose you, strip you naked.

And your construction racket connections
would become public knowledge,

But I have a hunch that Scanlon's getting
very close to busting you.

He's dancing around on the edges
and I have to find some way of

getting rid of him before he gets a bullfight.

And you think k*lling him is the answer?
You have a better method?

Your campaign should tell you how.
How?

Your platform is built on the fact that the DA
has been unable to capture the Green Hornet.

That's right.

And supposing the Green Hornet pulls off a series
of major crimes starting tonight and continuing
right up to Election Day.

That's very good. Very good.

Warren Ryland?

I don't believe it.

But it's true,

only his brother doesn't know about it.

The plan is simple.

First job is gonna be the Century Bank,
one of his clients built it.

Warren knows how the alarm system is wired,
he's gonna disconnect it for me.

Yeah, but you're not gonna go through with it?

I have to, Frank.

But that'll cinch the election for Calvin Ryland.

It might if he's gonna play it straight,
but he's not going to.

Ooh, you're expecting a double-cross?

I don't know where when, but it's due.

Britt, why don't you let me press my investigation
into the construction racket, huh?

Maybe tie things up, try to expose Warren Ryland.

Your opponent's brother?
Yeah.

On the eve of the election?
Why not?

Oh, Frank, they'll yell smear campaign
and gain votes, you know that!

I'm a public servant, Britt, elections aren't
the only thing that I care about.

I care about this one, Frank.

If you lose, so does the Green Hornet.

And so does the City.

All right, let's see it.

Surprise package for the Green Hornet.

That thing going to work?

It set for 12:02.

At 12:02 and one second there won't be enough
from the Green Hornet to put in the matchbox.

/I/ only the demolition expert.

Wait here.

Nice seeing you, Ms. Kerry.

Mike, I just want to get my safety deposit box.
Right this way, Mr. Ryland.

I need you in here, Mr. Ryland.
Coming, Mike.

"Century Bank - employees only"

Now Warren, will you let me in on this mystery?

My dear brother,

tonight you are going to clinch the election.

How?

By capturing the most notorious
criminal the city is ever known.

The Green Hornet?
Same.

That's ridiculous.

No, it's not. He's in that Bank at this very
moment working his way into a vault.

Warren, have you gone crazy?
How do you know that?

Let's just say I got a tip, bought and paid for.

Look, is it some sort of a joke?

Calvin,

with the stakes we're playing in for
I wouldn't be joking.

Come on, I'll show you.

What'd I tell you?

I still don't believe it.

Let me out of here, Ryland.

Can't do that, Hornet, you're a prisoner

captured by next District Attorney.

That's correct.

So you're in on this too?

In on what?

Don't pay any attention to him.

Let's go, call the police...
Now wait a minute, I asked you, in on what?

Haven't you told the future district attorney
about our plan?

What plan, what are you talking about?

Calvin, we've gotta get out of here.

I'm not moving until I find out what this is all about.

Your brother and I worked out a
little deal to guarantee your election.

What about this...
Calvin, look, there's a b*mb going off...

Now, what is this all about?

There was a b*mb.

I wasn't expecting any more from your brother.

I found it, disarmed it.

Something's gone wrong. Let's go.

This is a side of you I didn't know about.

Your brother has many sides, Mr. Ryland,
and quite a few angles.

Let me go.
It seems as though you've gone far enough.

Listen...
I've been listening to you too long.

Get me the police.

Let's go.

Although I'm deeply grateful to the many people,
who have supported me during this long campaign,

I, most regretfully, have no choice,
but to withdraw my name.

I commend you to Mr. Frank Scanlon,
an excellent District Attorney.

That's too bad, Britt, he's a good man.

I only hope that the mayor can convince him
to stay on his Commissioner of Public Works.

Now that he's got his brother off his back,
he can do a good job.
Yeah.

You know something, Britt?
Hmm?

Next election you ought to run for office.

A good political campaign might
liven things up around here.