We see the doors where Munro Dean has methodically visited every Private Investigator in the city. Rather than maybe optimizing his time by doing it geographically, he apparently tackled this task alphabetically . . . Acme Detective Agency, Confidential Detective Agency, R.W. Harris Private Investigations, Wilson Detective Agency. He fears he has tried every agency when he realizes William Tyre Investigations was not a place that fixes flats. [1]
Tyre recognizes Dean’s name due to “something with his wife”. Dean recounts how his wife was killed in 1948 by a slim dark man with bushy black hair. He saw the man run out the back door, but the killer was never caught. He has had the titular 40 private detectives on the case, but they came up with nothing. Tyre says he would probably do no better and shows Dean the door. But Dean says he has identified the man; he just needs help proving it.
He randomly saw the man in a bookstore. “It was one of those run-down shops on the north side of town. You know the kind of thing.” The guy was working behind the counter. Dean wants Tyre to set up a meeting.
Tyre goes to the store and pretends, as all jazz-lovers do, to like jazz. Otto the owner — the man Dean tracked down — is also a jazz-lover. He tells Tyre he prefers the new hi-fi recordings to the scratchy old ones. He has quite a collection, but is inexplicably eager to sell it. I guess investment is one reason people pretend to like jazz. Tyre asks Dean if he would bring a few of the records to his hotel room that night, which sounds like the other reason people pretend to like jazz.
Otto says it would take a truck to lug all his records over to the hotel. Also I suspect most hotels in 1960 did not have a turntable among their amenities of a Coke machine, flypaper, multiple ashtrays, and segregated bathrooms. The other boarders unwittingly dodge a bullet when Otto invites Tyre over to his house to listen to the dreadful caterwauling. [2]
Tyre later briefs Dean on his progress. Dean, who had earlier said he just wanted to talk to Otto, tries to give Tyre a pistol. He offers Tyre $3,000 “to avenge me.” Tyre declines and Dean keep upping the offer until Tyre says, “Stop before you get to a figure that tempts me!” which sounds like a joke by that old comedian Winston Churchill. As Tyre leaves, he warns Dean not to take the law into his own hands.
At Otto’s place, Otto is showing off his hi-fi set, and his girlfriend Gloria is showing off her bongos (hee-hee). Otto offers the records to Tyre for $250. Tyre says he doesn’t have that kind of cash on him, and suggests Otto come back to his place the following night for the dough. They agree and Otto writes down the address of the room where Dean will be waiting for him.
Before Tyre can leave, Otto insists they listen to his stereo recording of 2 trains crashing together. Otto takes such joy in his records that Tyre regrets having to go through with his assignment.
He returns to Dean and tells him when Otto will be showing up at his door. Dean pays Tyre, who takes the money but encourages Dean to call the police rather than handling it himself. Dean tells him to butt out.
Tyre just can’t stay away though. He barges into Dean’s room just as he shoots Otto, and shoves Dean against the wall. In an uncharacteristically clumsy exposition:
- The wounded Otto scrambles to Dean’s dropped gun.
- Otto Shoots Dean.
- Otto then shoots at Tyre as “the fingerman”.
- Tyre hides behind one of those bullet-proof hotel chairs you always hear about.
- Otto is suddenly stone cold dead. What?
- Tyre confirms that Dean is dead.
- Tyre goes back to Otto who is suddenly not quite dead.
Otto spills his guts, literally and figuratively, to Tyre. In 1948, Dean had hired Otto to kill his wife. 12 years later, Dean was worried that this happy, chubby, jazz-loving business owner who has a girlfriend with big bongos might implicate himself in a murder for hire cold case.
It just seems a little thin.
Other Stuff:
- [1] Tyre would have made more sense if this were an England-based episode. But then a guy who fixes flats would be a carpenter.
- [2] Not all jazz, by any means. But, if there is coherent moment on Bitch’s Brew, please timestamp it in the comments.
- AHP Deathwatch: James Franciscus (Tyre) lived to only 57. All the other actors have passed away, and bookstores are next.
- I say this with an unbroken life-long streak of heterosexuality: That James Franciscus was one handsome guy.
- For an authoritative look at the source material and production, check out bare*bonez ezine.
Tom Bennett returns to work after having a heart transplant. You know he is a prick because he is a CEO in the 1980s; the double-breasted suit and massive hairdo are timeless indicators. I can’t say enough about that hair. Literally — I just don’t have the vocabulary. What is it? It goes way beyond a mullet.
That night, Tom and one of his minions go out to dinner. He drives around aimlessly until he is suddenly compelled to pull up at a run down diner. He sees that one of the waitresses is the woman he saw at the beach. He impulsively asks her out to dinner, admitting that “this is out of nowhere” but she declines.
The friend makes Mary-Jo at least talk to Tom. He apologizes now that he knows she was in mourning. Seeing how devastated she still is, Tom says, “You must have been pretty close.” Close? Well, he was her fiancee, dumb-ass. It’s not like they were already married.
I still haven’t figured this out. The top switch must be on in order for the bathroom light to work. However, the light by the bed is not controlled by the switch. So if you get up to go to the bathroom at night, you have to walk allllll the way down that crazy hall, flip the switch on to enable the bathroom light, and walk allllll the way back to the bathroom. I still have no idea what the 2nd switch is for. If your lights were going on and off, that was me.




A couple of dicks — you’ll see in a second — are driving up to the Daniels Farm. “An ideal place to bring up a child. But also a place that is lonely and secluded, if there are secrets that one wishes to hide from the outside world.”

They go in to pick up some supplies. Ida is going to clean up the family cabin so they can sell it. The old proprietor tells them the big news about “the one that got away this morning. One of them patients busted loose from the rest home.”
Well, everything’s OK now. The gals sit down to have some chamomile tea. Madeline begins crying because she is very worried . . . about the killer’s feelings.
Blah blah. Ida pushes Madeline down and she is left unconscious or dead. Ida lets the man in, but he quickly reveals himself as the escapee. The cuckoo clock goes off again, and he claims it is mocking him. He tears it off the wall and throws it on the floor. The canary is on the floor and its head has popped off. The man stabs Ida, then — no kidding — stabs the little cardboard canary. [2]