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It's hot already.

Open a window.

No.

Don't bother.

Come on.

Okay, okay.

O'Brien, right? DA's office?

That's right. Look, I
just wanted to say...

Keep it moving.

Look, I just wanted
to tell him that...

Take it up.

Well, I'm glad that
part's over with.

Getting you here safely
was our biggest concern.

Mine too.

Well, don't worry.

We've taken every precaution

to protect your
identity as a witness.

No, no, no.

Open the door. Open that door.

Come on.

Come on, hurry up.

Get him.

Come on, get him.

Shooting on the third floor.

Suspect moving to the west wing.

Clear the door.

Come on. Let's go.

You! Seal off the
building. Every level!

I want that hit man brought in.

You're on this until
he's found, Mike.

I'll call the chief.

There's an APB out on him now.

Description's pretty
vague, though,

for a guy who fired point-blank.

How'd he get in the building?

This place is
supposed to be tight.

Psychology.

Came in as a victim.

What?

He just walked
in, told the officer

at the lobby desk
he'd been fleeced

in a phony franchise deal
and wanted to complain.

They sent him up to bunco.

How'd he get a gun in?

I guess we're gonna
have to find him to find out.

Cahill was the one
witness I needed

to make my case
against Al Lyman.

Lyman. That's
prostitutions, right?

The whole West Coast operations.

Cahill work for Lyman?

No, he was just a
smalltime pimp who got mad

when the organization
moved into his territory.

The thing is, he was
mad enough to talk.

Who else did he talk to, Jerry?

Nobody but me.

How do you know?

Because he was hiding in
Oakland with his girlfriend,

too scared to move
once he decided to testify.

Who was handling
this for the department?

Vice. Lieutenant
Bondini. You know him?

Yeah, for about 20 years.

I'll talk to him.

Mike.

Find that hit man, I
can still make my case.

Well, from what we put together,
lieutenant, person most likely

to benefit from Cahill's
death is Al Lyman.

Were you the only
two working this case?

When it came to Cahill, yeah.

Well, there were the two
inspectors that brought him in,

Riggs and Holeck, but we
kept this thing tighter than skin.

Anybody else who would want
Cahill dead besides Lyman?

Well, John Benning
and Tony Peloso,

but Lyman seems to be top
man in all the coast operations.

If Cahill was gonna talk
he'd name the big names.

You mean, nobody knew
what Cahill was gonna say?

I said we kept it tight.

Cahill made his
deal with O'Brien.

And he wasn't gonna
say anything to anybody

till they got in here.

He did have a
girlfriend in Oakland.

Nita Vaughn.

That's right. You know
her, don't you, Drea?

Yeah, she was still working
when I first came on Vice.

She was one of Cahill's girls.

Okay. Steve, you
check out that woman.

I'll talk to Riggs and Holeck.

Maybe there's something
they overlooked in their report.

Uh, why don't you take
McCormick with you?

She might be able to talk
to that lady a lot easier.

Sure. Drea?

Okay. Lieutenant.

Yes?

Are you Miss Vaughn?

Yes.

Can we come in, please?

Yeah.

Something's happened to Martin.

He's dead.

Oh, God, no.

I'm sorry.

I thought the department
had already called.

I knew it.

I knew it.

I told him to let it go.

But he insisted on
talking to your DA.

Miss Vaughn, do you remember me?

Yes, I think so.

Vice Bureau, wasn't it?

Not much of an introduction.

Miss Vaughn,

it's important that you give us

all the information you can.

Who might have known when
Martin was going in to testify.

I'm sorry.

No one.

No one knew.

He made all the arrangements

with the district
attorney's office.

He didn't even tell me
when he was going in.

I realize this is bad timing

but if we're gonna
find out who killed him...

I'm positive.

Martin was very careful.

Like I said, he
didn't even tell me.

I couldn't let slip
what I didn't know.

No one knew, I swear.

You know, this description
isn't worth 2 cents.

Come on, lieutenant.
What do you want?

You're being shot,
you don't take time

to see what color
the guy's eyes are.

You're supposed to be trained.

You're supposed to see
more than the average guy.

Now, what did you see?

Lieutenant, Dan's right.

It was so unexpected.

I had my head down,
trying to light a cigarette.

All of a sudden,

someone's blasting through
the door with a magnum.

Magnum?

That's not in this
report. What caliber?

A .357.

It had to be. It
cracked like a whip.

Which hand did he
use? Right or left?

Left.

I-I think.

Yes, it was his left.

Okay, what else?

Well, he wore a wig
when he made the shot.

What was the color of his
hair when he made the escape?

Uh, sandy blond.

A little bit longer
than average.

Height, weight, age?

It says here you hit
him in the shoulder.

Where in the shoulder?

Shoulder blade.
Right side. How bad?

It should've ripped
him up pretty good.

He could be
losing a lot of blood.

All right. I put out an alert
to all hospitals and doctors.

Now, that's what
you should've done.

Probably won't do any good
but he may get desperate.

She didn't ask how he died.

Well, could be she knew.

I didn't read her that way.

You ever work Vice?

Couple of weeks.

Yeah. Black and whites
to Homicide Inspector

just like that, right?

It's a long story, Drea.

Didn't take long.

We've only been out

of the Academy three
years. I know, I know.

The department doesn't move
women as fast as men, right?

That's the understatement
of the year, inspector.

The Air Force gave
me a commission, right?

I was a captain.

You know the only way I'll
get any rank in the department?

At a desk.

Fingerprints, forgery.

Maybe one of the lab jobs.

It's exciting, huh?

But the times are changing.

The Rip Van Winkles of
the world are waking up.

You know, there's actually
some male chauvinist pigs

who know women can do more
than type or take shorthand?

Oh, come on.

That's great for tomorrow,
what about today?

Today we got another
battle to fight, okay?

Okay.

You think she was lying, huh?

She sold herself for
money. Why not sell him?

I don't know.

She said she loved him.

I wonder how many
men she said that to.

It's no great
loss if she talked.

They take care of
each other that way.

Sure saves us a lot of trouble.

You're getting
hard, you know that?

I mean, I work with
a guy day and night

looking at the
bottom for 30 years

and he doesn't even come
up with things like that.

Think they're worth saving?

I don't think
that's your choice.

I don't think that badge
would be worth anything

if people felt the way you do.

Okay, okay. Let's just say
that Cahill didn't tell the woman

he was living with when
they were bringing him in.

Now, you know of course that...

O'Brien sure didn't.

The only people who
benefit from Cahill's death

are the organizations
so it had to be a hit man.

Oh, it had to be a professional.
There's no doubt about that.

But I keep bumping into
one question all the time.

How did they know
which elevator and when?

Had to be very well-timed.

That's right.

Somebody knew the exact time

that Cahill was
being brought in.

And who was that somebody?

Somebody inside
the organization?

Then?

There's only one
answer, buddy boy.

Someone in the department.

A security leak
in the department

is the chief's business.

My concern is to get
that hit man in here alive

so he can testify on who
hired him to knock off Cahill.

Stands to reason if you
don't plug up that security leak,

you may never get
him in here alive.

Four people had
that information.

Bondini... No way.

You prejudging, Mike?

I thought you didn't
indulge? I don't.

But you've got two better
suspects: Riggs and Holeck.

They knew to the minute
where they were gonna be.

And this Holeck...

He's had a lot of funny
little lapses along the way.

What about McCormick?

I can't see it. How come?

From what I know of
her, she's not the type.

She's not, huh?

For the record, all right?

We were in the same
class at the Academy.

Okay, how about off the record?

We went out a couple of times.

Well, knowing you, that's
gotta mean you know her

a lot better than
you're letting on.

Come on, now. Come on.

Is there anything to say

she could've pulled
the plug on Cahill?

No. Look.

Mike, she had a rough
time when she was a kid.

No folks, she had a
younger sister to bring up.

She was looking towards
the department as a home.

Now, she may be little uptight
about not being promoted

as fast as the men but she
wouldn't destroy anything

that means that much to her, no.

Okay.

Yank all their files anyway.
Give them to Intelligence.

You can work on
internal security, Mike.

But I want you on the
Cahill homicide first.

Okay.

The way I see it,
we need three things.

First: A stakeout
on Lyman's house.

Now,

he's the man who gained
most when Cahill was scrubbed.

Second: The hit
man. He took a bullet.

And if he doesn't get
help, he could be in trouble.

Third... Find out who sold out.

Right. That's the third thing.

Now, I know it's
tough to get a tap now

but we do need one
on Lyman's house.

I've already talked to
the attorney general.

Thank you.

Man. You must want him bad.

He's been living off of human
misery for the past 15 years

and never even been
close to a court. I want him.

O'Brien.

Yes, when?

They'll be right on it.

They just found the getaway car.

It was dumped down
by the Cow Palace.

All right, I'll cover
that with Holeck.

Steve, you take the first
stakeout shift on Lyman's house.

Right.

Use Vince Bondini.

Holeck and Bondini?

If they're involved,
why take them?

Stone's axioms,
Chapter 2, Verse 1.

Question subject
face to face, he'll clam.

Ask time of day, you'll learn a
lot more what he thinks about

than the weather.

What's the matter?

Kicking yourself
all over the block

for fouling up this morning?

All over the peninsula.

You should.

I know.

We were up so
tight all the way in.

I just let down when we
got inside the elevator.

Who would have thought?

Inside police headquarters?

That's just what they
were counting on.

I know.

I wonder what he's
gonna buy out now?

He's been to every
men's store in town.

Well, he's got the
bread, that's for sure.

Yeah.

I bet what he just
spent in those stores

would pay my wife's
hospital bills in one piece.

Wife's been sick?

Mm-hm.

She's been in and out.

It's over a year now.

She's got cancer.

Sorry.

Yeah.

Well, she's got a chance.

They're all, you know,
hopeful at the hospital.

But it costs. A lot, you know?

I know.

What've you got?

Couple set of partial prints.

Mostly smudged.

I don't know if we can
make anything out of it,

but look at this.

Checks out with Riggs' idea
that he hit him high in the shoulder.

Yeah, looks like
he lost a lot of blood.

More than he can afford too.

Cullen.

I need a doctor.

I ain't never gonna make
it out of town like this.

Look, I'm a driver. Don't know
anything about getting doctors.

Learn.

I'll get Lyman.

No.

Why not?

We ate a big fat canary, dude.

That means that the DA's
gonna be burned good.

He's gonna have an
ear on Lyman's phone.

Wow, what do you want me to do?

You go and find a
way in that house.

If, um... If they're
on the phone,

they'll be on the
house too won't they?

You got it.

How...? There's a way.

Now you go find it.

Yeah, sure.

Right away.

You know the worst
part of stakeouts?

No, what's that?

Paper cups.

Stone wants you to report
back to headquarters, Steve.

I'll take over from here.

Well, that kind of
makes up for paper cups.

Holeck seems like a nice guy

who just happened to let
his guard down too soon.

That's a pretty casual reading

for a guy that does not
usually make casual readings.

Ah, he's mad at himself.

Unless he's a better
actor than I think,

all he's guilty of is a mistake.

Well, what about Riggs?

No way.

Intelligence says that he's
been a model cop for 17 years.

Picked up 19 citations
for bravery during that time.

Listen.

Didn't you say that
Andrea McCormick

was in the same class
with you at the Academy?

Yeah.

How did she finish?

She was right up there.

Probably in the top 10.

Not bad.

Say, how about you?
How did you finish?

I made it through.

I mean, that's all
anybody's ever asked, right?

Well, I'm asking now.

Yeah?

Why is that?

What?

What are you doing, Mike?

Just passing the time of day?

No, I was just gonna try
to cover up any blind spots

you might have, buddy boy.

Something you
knew about her once.

Forgot maybe?

I know how you feel
about people you like.

Like you do about Bondini?

Yeah. Something
like that, I guess.

Did you know about his wife?

What?

Cancer.

She's gonna make it through

but the doctor payments
have been pretty heavy.

Are you trying to say that
he's so hard up for money

he could be on the take?

I'm just laying down a fact.

But one piece of information

would take care of
a lot of payments.

No. No, no, no.

He's been a
straight cop too long.

A lot of straight cops
have been bent, Mike.

I know, I know.

Catch a man when he's down

and you can get any of us.

No, no, no. Not Vince Bondini.

He wouldn't let himself get
into that kind of predicament.

You're sure?

No.

Company.

How bad is he?

Until he gets a
doctor to fix him up,

I don't think he's gonna be
able to leave town, Mr. Lyman.

Waste him.

He did the job.

Past tense. That's over.

Larwin's hurt.
He's a liability now.

Okay?

Yeah, well... I mean...

I've done some driving for
the organization, but I never...

Don't give me that, Cullen.
You wanna move up.

That's why you got hold of
the information on Cahill for us.

Yeah. Well, yeah.

I have a contact at
the department but...

It's not murder.

Cahill's dead. So's Larwin.

That's a pretty fast repair.

Maybe it was just a tube.

Or a contact.

I'm gonna follow him.

Just leave the house?

I'd rather take a chance
on a wild goose chase

than miss a possible lead.

Call headquarters.
Get a backup unit here.

What if they don't
get here in time?

I'll take that
responsibility. Call in.

Yes, sir.

Inspectors 351 to headquarters.

What'd he say?

He'll send a doctor.

May take a while,
maybe an hour or more.

Anything else?

No.

He did say he was worried
about your being hurt so bad.

Yeah?

Get against that wall.

Hey, wait a minute.

Move.

I'm a driver, man.
I'm just a driver.

I don't want any of your action.

Come on. Please.

Yeah. Are you sure?

Yes.

Drea!

How bad is he?

He's dead.

Drea thought we
should stay on stakeout

but I've seen them
lost too many times.

I just had a hunch
he was the contact.

Well, sometimes an
old beat cop's instincts

pays off, I guess.

Say, you say you saw
this other man face to face?

And you couldn't stop him?

Sorry, Mike. It all
just happened so fast.

I've never been in
a situation like that.

I know you must be upset,

but do you think you could give

a full description
to the police artist?

Now?

If you feel like it.

I'm sorry, Mike. I just can't.

Okay.

You get some rest and
Vince and I will finish up.

You give it till
tomorrow morning.

I'll take her home, Mike.

Yes, go ahead.

Now even the hit
man can't testify

as to who leaked
the information.

Presuming there was a leak.

Bondini was pretty hot about

following that repair
truck, wasn't he?

You don't suspect
Lieutenant Bondini?

Just was clever the way

the truck led right to
the hit man, that's all.

Oh, that's a dead end, Steve.

Wouldn't sell out the
department any more

than he'd sell
his wife and kids.

You sound like Mike.

Who does he figure, um...?

I don't know. I really
don't know. He just...

He doesn't like the idea of
it being Bondini, that's all.

And, um, you don't like
the idea of its being me?

No.

But there is a distinct
possibility, right?

We sure have come a long way

since The Conspiracy,
haven't we?

Conspiracy?

I didn't think you'd remember.

It was that funky little
place you took me to

the first time we went out.

Oh, yeah.

How'd you pull a name
like that out of the air?

I don't know.

Listen, you wanna go
someplace for a while?

Hopefully better
than The Conspiracy?

Just thought maybe you'd
like to talk with someone.

Thanks.

Um... Maybe some
other time. Okay?

Okay.

Are you sure you don't
want any company?

No, thanks. I'm kind of tired.

I'd like to be
alone for a while.

Good night.

It's our truck, all right.

But I don't know how
they got it off the lot.

What time do you close up? Five.

All the trucks are left in here.
And I lock this gate myself.

Well, someone must've
known the combination.

When was the last
time you changed it?

Couple of years, anyway.

Listen, I'd like to
have a list of all people

who worked for you the last
two-, two and a half years.

We get big turnover in
this business, lieutenant.

That's gonna be some list.

Well, then you better
get on it, Mr. Sabian.

Drea!

Why didn't you call?

Oh, it's no big deal. I
just thought I'd drop by.

What you doing?

Is, uh, is Ted home?

No, he's got a job
with strange hours.

You know how it is.

Having a job at all seems
kind of strange, doesn't it?

Don't, Drea.

That's great, you know.

The only family you
have and it's a hassle

every time you see each other.

I can't wait for the baby.

It's gonna be different.

Liza.

Sorry.

Oh, my God.

I gotta grow up, I guess.

I gotta stop acting like
a martyr and a mother

and realize I'm
just a big sister

that keeps acting
like a big... Jerk.

Yeah, you're never
gonna like Ted.

But I love you.

I can't wait for
that kid, either.

Drea,

if you could just see
Ted the way I do...

I mean, if you could've just
seen me when he found me.

That's all over.

That'll never be over.

I can't ever forget
what it was like to...

Selling myself.

To support a habit.

Hating every minute,
hating every lousy day.

And I don't blame you for
not being there, I really don't.

I was the one who
kept running away.

Kept finding new
ways to get into trouble.

But Ted did pull me out

and he put me back together.

And I love you.

Vince.

Steve.

Anything yet?

Not yet.

What's that?

Close the door.

People who might
be tied in with Bondini.

Beautiful.

Out there he's
checking suspects,

in here, he's a possible
suspect himself.

That's right.

So far no matchup
as far as we can see.

Yeah, come in.

Yeah, ballistics report

on those slugs in your
hit man, lieutenant.

Thanks, Tony.

Well, what?

What does it say? Three bullets.

One that Riggs put in his
shoulder like you thought.

One in the leg and one
right through the heart.

Who killed him?

Well, according to this
report, Andrea McCormick.

She get lucky or
is she that good?

She was one of the
best with a handgun.

There it is.

Right here.

About a year ago, a
guy named Ted Cullen

worked for the Ajax TV Repair
Company as a truck driver.

He worked a couple
of months and quit.

Here is Andrea
McCormick's personnel file.

Next of kin, sister,
Mrs. Theodore Cullen.

Okay, it ties.

But that isn't proof
that she was the leak.

Pick her up.

No.

I want this Cullen.

Wait a minute, now.

We've got an officer out there

who's using a
shield to hide behind.

She sold information.

I know what you've got, Mike.

And I know what you
feel like doing about it.

But right now,
that's a family matter.

She can't do any
more to hurt anybody.

This guy Cullen
can make my case.

That's right. He could
tie him to Lyman's trail.

Yeah, it's a weaker link
than his contract killer

but it's still a link.

You haul your
police woman in here

and rake her over the coals,

her brother-in-law is
gonna hear about it and split.

Okay, okay. We'll
hold off on McCormick.

Keep me posted.

Right.

Sorry, buddy boy.

It just can't be Drea.

It just doesn't figure.

Sometimes it doesn't figure
no matter how you cut it.

Just goes with being human.

Do you want some more coffee?

No thanks, I'm fine, honey.

Okay.

Hi. I didn't expect
you so early.

Well, there's gotta
be a reason, right?

Oh, no.

Not another trip.

Yeah, I gotta go to
San Diego. Hi, Drea.

Ted.

Listen, we just finished dinner.

I'll heat some up for you.

No, I don't have time.

The plane leaves in an hour.

Could you throw some things
in a bag for me? Not much.

I'll only be a couple of days.

Hey, I thought they had
some kind of discount

for wives on business trips.

No, my wife stays put
until that baby's born.

Okay? Come on.

Okay.

What do they know?

Come on, what gives?
Anybody get a make on me?

No, no, you're safe.

Once you got past
me you were safe.

I wasn't sure
there for a second.

Neither was I.

What about Larwin?

He's dead.

Good.

Good?

Good?

I killed a man
because you lied to me.

You set me up.

Gambling debts, huh, Ted?

You couldn't pay and my
sister was gonna nurse a cripple

for the rest of her life if
I didn't help some way.

Some little tip, some
little piece of information.

So who's hurt?

I thought you were against
pimps and prostitutes.

What's the deal?

Have you changed your
mind all of a sudden?

But you knew what was
going to happen. You knew.

Okay, okay, I...

I knew, but it's all
done now. It's over with.

And you're all right.

I'm all right. Liza's all
right. Who else counts?

Oh, you're a real bag of
snakes, you know that?

I don't know how
she can stand you.

Yeah. You wouldn't know anything

about that kind of
chemistry, officer.

Hey.

Shh... Just don't be cute, Drea.

We've got a lot more
keeping us together

than Liza from here on out.

Now...

here's the phone number
where I can be reached.

You find out anything, you call.

I wouldn't help you.

You will keep your
mouth shut, won't you?

Because I'm really
in the cruncher now.

And you know what having
that baby means to Liza.

And how difficult
it could be for her

if she had to
raise it on her own.

Maybe they'd both be better off.

Well, why...?

Why don't you
just ask her, then?

Now, look.

There's no sweat.

Like I said, it's all
done and it's over.

I have never been arrested,

there's no picture of me
that's gonna get around.

And even with a description,

you're the only one
who can tie me to it.

If you ditch Liza, so help me,

because I don't care what they...
You don't get anything, do you?

For you it's got to be good
and bad or black and white

or it blows your mind.

I love her. I love Liza.

I'm not gonna ditch
her, not for anything.

But

I'm not gonna spend
the rest of my life

scratching for a living
like some dumb chicken.

There's no future in that.

With Lyman, I can
be somebody, I can...

I can do things.
And I'm gonna do it.

No matter what it
costs to get there?

Right.

And don't you be so
damn self-righteous

after what you've done.

We all have a price.

But I thought I was
doing something for Liza.

You used her.

No.

No, I used you.

So now all you have to do

is stay cool.

And Liza stays happy.

And stop acting like some kind
of saint. You know what you are.

That's the building.
Apartment 3-D.

Watch yourself. I'll
keep you covered.

Yes?

Mrs. Cullen?

Yes.

Is Ted home?

No.

My name is Steve.

Ted told me to give him
a call when I was in town.

Know where I can find him?

No, not right now.

He's down in San
Diego on a business trip.

San Diego.

Okay. Thank you very much.

You're welcome. Good night.

Says he went to San Diego.

We would have heard
from the units at the airport

if he had arrived there.

I think he lied.
She seems straight.

Like her sister?

Maybe I'm having a little
trouble reading women lately

but the jury is still out
on that one too okay?

Okay. Okay. Sorry.

Everybody's got
their weak spots.

I happen to have a
couple of sore ones.

And hiding behind a
badge is one of them.

What do you think,
he's still in a hole?

Yeah, and I think
Andrea McCormick

is the only one
who can get him out.

O'Brien doesn't want her booked.

I know, I know.

I just wish O'Brien would
get us a federal court order.

Or better yet, I wish somebody
would take her to dinner.

Glad you changed your
mind about seeing me anyway.

I'm glad you asked me.

Inspector Keller? Yes?

There's a call for you
at the reservation desk.

Thank you. Excuse me.

I finally got a break
in that Cahill case.

Identified the driver.

The driver?

Yeah. The guy you
saw at the house.

His name's Cullen. Ted Cullen.

His old employer gave
us a good description.

That's where he got
the repair truck from.

There'll be an updated
APB in 15 minutes.

That's good.

Would you excuse me, Steve?

I want to go to
the ladies' room.

Sure.

Excuse me.

Yes, madame? Is
there another phone?

Yes, madame, there's a public
phone in the powder room.

Straight ahead. Thank you.

Should be any minute now.

Phone number is 555-2178.

Yeah?

Ted? Drea.

I need an address.

Nothing to tie you, huh?

How about being dumb enough

to steal a truck from the
place you used to work?

No. There's an APB out
on you. Full description.

They know who you are.

And it's just a matter of
time before they tie you to me.

Listen to me.

Take Liza and get
away from here.

You've gotta take her with you.

You'll never be able
to come back for her.

Here, mister. Get out of here.

What do you think you're doing?

Get out of here.

I'll call the manager.

No.

No, it's all right.

The manager knows he's here.

Come on, Liza.

Hold it, Cullen.

Hold it, Cullen.

Okay, okay. No more.
Don't... Don't shoot.

Inspectors 81 to headquarters.
2149 Buena Vista is a Code 4.

Repeat, Code 4.

Suspect in custody.

Steve.

Move over, will you?

All right, Bob, let's go.

Steve Keller?

Yes.

Inspector Steve
Keller? That's right.

You're on your way
to Drea's hearing?

Yes.

She asked if you'd
mind not coming.

Well, I guess we
don't have to, no.

Thanks.

What do you think will happen?

She'll be dismissed
from the department.

What about the rest?

Well, she didn't know

they were gonna kill
Cahill, but they did.

That'll probably make her
an accessory to murder.

But, Larwin, he
was armed, shot first,

I guess she could
prove self-defense.

But it's, uh...

She'll be in a long time.

Yeah.

She's gonna need a lot of
help when she gets out too.

All my life she tried
to look after me.

I don't mind taking my turn.

I'd better go.

I guess she was thinking
about you too, huh?

Yeah.

Too bad she didn't
think about them.