Season 7 Episode 2

Murder by One

Aired Thursday 8:30 PM Sep 20, 1973 on NBC
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Murder by One
The teenage son of a friend of Fran's appears to commit suicide, however the evidence seems to point in a number of different directions. Did he kill himself, or was it a murder made to look like suicide? Or, alternatively, was a suicide made to look like it could have been murder? The Chief has to unravel the story, but he has little real evidence to help him along.moreless

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Raymond Burr

Raymond Burr

Chief Robert T. Ironside

Don Galloway

Don Galloway

Detective Sergeant Ed Brown

Don Mitchell

Don Mitchell

Mark Sanger

Elizabeth Baur

Elizabeth Baur

Officer Fran Belding

Trivia, Notes, Quotes and Allusions


  • TRIVIA (0)

  • QUOTES (2)

    • Ironside: Everything in its place and a place for everything.
      Fran: He was very neat.
      Ironside: (reading the suicide note) "It's far far better thing that I do." Neat but not original. For a neat boy he used a torn piece of paper. And the corners... the corner's missing, Ed, have you checked the waste paper basket?

    • Fran: I don't believe he killed himself.
      Ironside: Then who did?
      Fran: I don't know. It's just a feeling.
      Ironside: What kind of feeling?
      Fran: I don't--I don't now. Maybe it's... maybe it's because I'm sorry I gave Liz that gun.
      Ironside: Officer Belding, what do you want? A few days off so you can feel sorry for yourself?
      Fran: No way.
      Ironside: Then suppose you expend your energies to pursuing the case. Did Donny have any visitors yesterday afternoon? How did he spend his afternoon? Etcetra, etcetra, etcetra.

  • NOTES (1)


    • Ironside: Do you recall what Dickens had Sidney Carton say?
      Frank: It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done. It is a far, far better rest that I go to than I have ever known.

      Alluding to the quote from Charles Dickens' second novel written in 1859, A Tale of Two Cities.