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Therefore, it is with much regret that I find myself unable to accept your kind

invitation. Officer Whitfield, I would appreciate your allowing me the

of saying what I want to say in the manner I choose to say it.

That is not what I dictated. Why take a chance on hurting someone's feelings

when you can turn them down graciously?

I believe I'm extending them the same courtesy shown me in the very nature of

their invitation.

Judge their annual fashion 40 beauty contest.

I should concern myself with their feelings.

Therefore, it is with extreme regret. You won't believe it.

There's no way to believe it. I was there and I don't believe it. He got

got off. With a...

From the judge and copious tears of gratitude from the parents. You're

don't believe it. Not only that, but before Ross Farley got through with the

woman who owned the car, she almost apologized to that little punk for

her car where he could steal it.

So Ross Farley triumphs again.

Apparently, Mr. Farley has had quite a successful day.

This morning, one of his clients was paroled.

A client by the name of Tom Dayton.

Okay, come in closer and take another look, will you?

Oh, wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Not Dayton.

They couldn't let him loose.

He was eligible for parole. He got it.

How? How could a responsible, competent group of people look straight at that

slimy little killer and say...

Dayton, you're free. Go forth and kill some more.

Of course, Dayton only attacks those who are weaker than he is, so maybe that

counted for extra points.

That's not worthy of you, Ed. I'm stating facts, sir.

Irrefutable facts.

Dayton is a killer. Dayton is now out.

Thus, we now have a particularly nasty killer loose among us.

If Tom Dayton was paroled, it was because those who were in position to

decision felt he was ready. They were wrong.

Possibly.

But it's done it.

Now you listen to me.

You've got to put Tom Dayton out of your mind.

I'll stop thinking about him the day he's dead.

And then a minute before...

Sure, these are the only names they came up with?

That's the lot, just those three.

Hi, Chief. May we come in?

Yes, Ross.

Mr. Dayton wanted me to bring him. He wanted to see Ed.

Sergeant, uh...

Well, it isn't easy, face to face like this.

It's funny.

I spent seven years planning on what I was going to say to you.

How I was going to try and tell you.

And now... I'm sorry.

Honestly.

Okay.

You said it.

I suppose it was too much to expect that you'd give him a fair hearing.

I listened.

Oh, no, that's okay. You know, I didn't expect to come in here and have you say

that you'd forgive me. It's just that I spent a lot of time thinking about it.

I knew I had to try and square it with you before I started over.

27. Receive second call from Shelby Hospital. Are you en route?

We're two blocks away.

Been working this shift? All week.

Oh, how lucky can you get?

I'll handle the squeal while you say hello to her.

Ed, are you with her?

What did you say?

Oh, it's all right. Never mind.

Well, we tried.

You want to wait downstairs for me a few minutes?

Sure.

You proud of yourself?

I didn't do anything.

Exactly.

Play me no hearts and flowers, Counselor. They don't apply to this

man. Why? Because he's down and out and he's scrambling to get out of the

gutter?

How does it feel to hit a man below the belt?

How does it feel to put a psychopathic killer on the streets?

You're giving me a little bit too much credit, Ed.

I'm part of a system called justice.

There are a lot of people involved.

Prison officials, psychiatrists, the parole board. Oh, don't be modest.

Without you, Tom Dayton wouldn't be a free man today.

He's not a free man. He's on parole.

And he's being observed and judged.

You know, I really believe this stuff about if a man has made a mistake and

paid for it, that he's entitled to another chance.

I'm trying to give Dayton another chance. To do what?

Kill again?

You sure of that?

Absolutely, without a doubt. One hundred percent.

Of course not.

But you have read several books on the subject.

And this, you assume, gives you the right to come in here and dare me to

my recommendation for his parole.

No, sir.

I'm looking for explanations, not justifications.

I think there's a good chance that one of these days Tom Dayton is going to

up again and someone will get hurt.

You may be right.

But you helped him get out, knowing that he's capable of... Just look at him

from my side of his desk.

Now, I see a sociopath, a psychopathically aggressive dependent, a

just... Fall apart under the normal stresses and strains of everyday living.

could even become capable of doing serious injury.

You admit that?

Certainly. Because Tom Dayton could live his life out peacefully, without

incident.

Look at his record here in prison. He's always been a model prisoner. Never even

a fraction of a step out of line.

Naturally. Being told what to do, where, eat, drink. No responsibilities, no

decisions.

What do we do, doctor?

Lock him up for the rest of his life.

No.

But we don't just turn him loose, either.

We are not just turning him loose.

We have observed, examined, and probed to the best of our ability.

He's got a personality problem with women bosses.

We got him a job working for a man. And a job we feel he's perfectly capable of

doing. Now all we can do is hope we were right.

And if it turns out they weren't right?

Then as his parole officer, it becomes my job. I'm not trying to take it away

from you, Ken. You know I've never interfered in any of your cases before

If you're expecting applause, forget it.

I want you to butt out of this one, too.

As long as you realize Dayton's potential.

And you realize as parole officers go, I do a pretty fair country job. Oh, I

know, Ken. It's just that this man is a... Sure, we know how it is with you,

But I'm keeping an eye on him.

I'm not sure that's good enough.

Well, it'll have to be.

That's all we have.

We hope that the parole board was right.

We watch.

We wait.

We listen.

Maybe we even pray a little.

All right, Ken.

I'll take a piece of that action.

Which piece?

Watching. Listening.

Thank you.

I'm Mrs. Dorothy Barnes, superintendent of nursing at his hospital.

I was working on my charts when the door burst open.

They just told me.

I'm sorry, Tom.

You can pick up your final check at the cashier's office.

And now, if you'll excuse me, I have to finish this work.

Goodbye and good luck. No dice, lady. Now I want some answers. Why don't I get

fired?

Tom, we've been over and over this. I never got a fair chance.

You had seven chances at seven different jobs. You couldn't handle any of them.

I could choose today.

I have no more time to waste. Goodbye.

What's the matter? You afraid to tell the truth?

The truth is, you are the worst goof -off I've ever had the misfortune to

on my staff.

You simply can't cut it. I can cut it.

But I just can't jump fast enough for you, that's all.

Women bosses, they're all the same, right? You snap your fingers and

supposed to jump. Well, I've had women bosses before, and I know what they're

like. I'm not going to jump anymore.

I'm not.

Tom Paine is not going to jump anymore, you hear me?

That was a mistake.

Oh, Sid, go off me. No more.

Hey,

when are you and Ann getting married?

Hopefully soon.

No more.

Emergency.

Emergency. Get the police. Hurry. Barnes office.

Hurry.

Sergeant Brown?

Oh, Dayton. Well, hello.

Yes, I thought it was you.

I work here, you know.

Yes. Is that why you're here?

Because I am?

No, I get all my research material here. Great supply.

Well, that's a pretty expensive hobby.

Yes, it's sort of relaxing.

Not emeralds, particularly.

Browsing through books, that's my hobby.

Well, if I can be of any help, you know, you just ask for it.

Thanks.

Bar?

Yes?

My name is Ed Brown, sir.

I've known Tom Dayton quite a while, and... I was in the neighborhood. I

I'd drop in and see how things are going.

Mr. Brown, you're a police officer, and I'm quite certain you're here to check

up instead of making a friendly neighborhood call.

Oh, I know all about Tom and the people concerned in this matter, so if I can be

of any help... I just wondered how things are going, how the job's coming

Fine, just fine.

I couldn't be more pleased with his work.

That's almost 100 pages, and I still have those charts to work on.

Well, there's no such thing as an instant lawyer.

However, sometimes I wonder.

What's the matter, Ed? Run out of places to stop and chat?

Chief, you really should patent that grapevine. It's a beauty.

I'm banning zero, and I should feel like a heel, but I don't.

I know.

The cop in you says Dayton is a bomb looking for a place to explode.

Everyone I talk to, wherever I go, whatever I see, it all adds up the other

He's doing great.

Maybe I should stop asking questions.

Stop looking for things that aren't there.

That's one answer.

It's as simple as that.

I don't know.

First I'm sure, and then I wonder.

But, Chief, if Dayton is as dangerous as I think... Ed, it's seven years later.

It's none of your business.

I don't even care how many rules you've broken. That's somebody else's headache.

I'm only concerned with the one you're giving me.

Hasn't anyone ever warned you about interfering with one of my cases?

No, sir.

Your naivete astounds me, Brown.

How long did you think I would tolerate your bumbling?

I didn't think about it, sir. Well, think about it now.

Investigating on your own, badgering civilians.

I ignored it at first because I felt the shock had you off balance.

But you've had more than enough time to snap out of it.

If you have it, mourn on your own time.

Now get back to your own department, Officer Brown.

And just keep out of mine.

May I have permission to speak now, sir?

I've listened to the chief for almost 15 minutes. All I'm asking is one or two.

And not for making excuses or reasons.

I found out you're personally working on four cases at once and being pressured

about time.

Is there anything you don't investigate?

That's right.

I've got a lot of spare time.

I've been using all of it to learn everything I can about Tom Dayton.

I know the names of his friends, his enemies, his co -workers, bus conductor,

kindergarten teacher. I know his pace, habits, hobbies.

I even know how he likes his eggs cooked.

I've studied him so thoroughly I can even think like him. And that makes you

better investigator than all of us put together?

It makes me know where Dayton is right now.

Oh? Yes, sir.

Dayton... absolutely cannot manage on his own. He never has. He probably never

will. He has to be guided, led.

All the time he was growing up, it was his sister, Mary. She practically raised

him.

And she's the first one he'd run to if he were in trouble.

Mary Dayton swears she hasn't seen her brother since the murder.

I don't believe it.

He's there. I know he is.

Sit down, Brown.

Thank you, sir.

So he's there and you know it.

Well, we're not that positive, but we think so too.

That's why we've had a cover on her house ever since the investigation

I'm sorry.

I guess I underestimated you.

Well, let's just say we both learned something about each other.

And I accept.

What?

Well, I assume your offer to help was made in good faith.

Yes, sir.

Your in -depth and total study of Dayton might possibly provide some useful

information.

So if you'd care to share it with us instead of charging around on your own.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. And no more solos except for observation.

Good. Anyway you slice it, Ed, right or wrong, Tom Dayton is not your problem.

Yes, sir.

You know, Eve's over at the Hall of Records.

How about giving her a lift back?

Sure. I'll call her and tell her to meet you outside in 15 minutes.

Bye. Later.

You just can't let go.

Shouldn't have to sooner or later.

This is Ironside.

I'd like to speak to Officer Whitfield.

Eve.

Ed's on his way over to pick you up.

I know you've got your car there, but I wanted to get him out of here.

I suggest you have dinner with him, take him to a movie, get his mind off of

Dayton.

Right.

I certainly appreciate this, Miss Kirk.

Are you sure they can get along without you upstairs for the rest of the day?

Don't let that worry you, Mr. Paul. We don't do that much business in the

research files.

And I have an assistant who's certified to take over. Now you, just get on home

and take care of your wife. Well, the doctor thinks that she may have a broken

arm, but he won't know for sure until he gets her to the hospital and takes an x

-ray. I'm going to meet him there.

I've told her a hundred times not to climb up on a kitchen stool to clean

cupboards. Oh, my fingers.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Where's Mr. Fonger?

He had to leave suddenly. There was an emergency at home.

I missed Kirk from research files upstairs. I told him I'd take over the

the day.

I could have done it.

I'm sure you could.

Well, there are rules.

Stupid rules.

Hey,

I'm hungry. How about you?

I thought you were supposed to get back to headquarters.

Well, he'd had the dinner engagement.

In fact, I can give him the report in the morning.

If you're too busy, you can just drop me off at the Chalmers.

No, I'm not busy. I'd love to take you to dinner.

But that's a treat.

But I think this whole gambit's as phony as the $3 bill.

Oh. It's my educated guess that this was cooked up between the chief and you

because you think I'm brooding too much about Tom Dayton.

I want to get my mind off of him.

Right? But I am hungry.

So am I.

I'm sorry, but I can't find this book. It's supposed to be in the 900 group,

but... Are you sure it's not out?

Yes, ma 'am. The card's in the file, and I've looked all through the 900 group

in the stacks.

What's the title of the book?

Here's the title and the number.

Let's see if we can find it.

Well, you're right. It's not here. Let's take a look at the 800th.

And what do we have here?

The book belongs in the 500th.

Here you are.

Oh, thanks.

This kind of got fouled up, didn't it?

Yeah, it looks that way.

I've been looking in the stacks. There seem to be several books under the wrong

file number.

You spying on me?

I wasn't spying. I had to go in the stacks to help a student find a book,

noticed that several other books were misfiled.

Look, I know that an awful lot of books come in each day, but perhaps if you

were a little more careful when you put them back, it would save you time later

on. Mr. Farr thinks I'm doing all right.

Perhaps Mr. Farr hasn't been in the stacks recently.

I don't need you to tell me how to do my job.

Apparently it's time somebody did.

And I'm going to have to ask you to keep both your voice and your temper under

better control if you wish to continue working here.

So after making bad grades all year, my girlfriend was naturally surprised when

her son came running into the house all excited and told her that he had passed

the court.

She was delighted, but she couldn't understand how he had made such

improvement all of a sudden. Do you know what he told her?

He said that the teacher said that he would give him a passing grade if he

promised not to be in his class next year.

Oh.

You know, I guess old Dr. Ironside had the right prescription.

Nothing like a cold martini at Big Stank and Pleasant Company to snap a guy out

of a bad mood.

I'm glad.

a request to make.

Well, it's not a request. It's a demand.

Let Tom Dayton breathe.

I believe he's referring to your visit to the library this morning.

I thought it was open to the public.

Would you have gone there if Tom Dayton hadn't been working there?

Probably not. You admit it just like that. I'll even take it a step further.

I'm willing to admit that I could be wrong about Dayton.

Could you admit the possibility of Dayton's potential as a killer?

Ed, Mr. Farley came here to issue a formal complaint about your behavior

his client.

Which I'm willing to forget.

Ross, you bend over backwards so far to help your misfits.

You can't see what's in front of you.

You'll protect them all the way, even if someone gets killed in the process. I

try to protect my client to the best of my ability. And I play by the rules, not

emotion.

And you're going to do the same, whether you like it or not.

I'll see to it. You know, Ross, whenever I hear speeches that have a threatening

sound, it tends to make the hair on the back of my neck brittle.

All right, I withdraw that.

Stubborn cop.

He's almost as bad as a stubborn lawyer.

Einstein.

For you, Ed.

Thank you.

Brown. Ed.

Ken Hanson.

I thought you'd want to hear this from me personally.

Thank you.

Thank you, Ken.

Well, Ross, you were lucky.

That was Dayton's parole officer.

He just heard that the assistant librarian where Dayton works, a Miss...

Patricia Kirk was assaulted shortly after the library closed.

I'm lucky?

Sure.

Your conscience won't get too bruised.

She's going to live.

Request denied.

And what do you mean, your case? It's my case the first time. I hate unfinished

business. Your case was finished then.

This is a whole new thing. We're starting from scratch with no

notions. But it looks like Dayton all the way.

Miss Kirk was substituting for Dayton's regular boss.

And his sister says he was home with her all the time. Came home early because

he wasn't feeling well.

Has he been brought in for questioning?

Nope.

He's disappeared.

Probably thinks he killed her.

It's all right. We'll find him, Dennis. No, you won't.

If it is Dayton, I want someone else.

I'm not playing into Farley's hands by having Ed Brown anywhere near him.

Oh, yes, he made his complaint to me before he brought it to you.

So, who nailed Dayton last time?

That was different, Bob. An open and shut case.

Don't you trust Ed? You know I do.

Then you don't trust me.

We brought him in before and got you your conviction. You want Dayton signed,

sealed, and delivered in perfect condition, you'll get him that way. Just

that.

You know something I don't?

You know Ed Brown is a good cop, but you're not sure this isn't too hot for

to handle, so you want to cut him out of the action.

Listen to me, Dennis.

I trust Ed, and I want him to know it.

Copy that?

Help yourself.

Get made.

I'll forget what you look like. Always got your face buried in a book. Still

black and beautiful.

There's an envelope for you on the chief's desk.

Thank you.

Where is the chief?

The commissioner's office.

He say what he was going to see him about?

Well, it's a test on antitrust law when Sergeant Ed Brown wants to play 20

questions. Now, I'm sure when I come to that part of the exam, I can explain to

the professor how... You've got to be kidding.

About what? Do you know what this is?

It's a list of stolen auto tape players. They want me to check them out.

So?

So, how many weeks do you think it'll take to do that, of all the crummy two

-bit assignments?

What assignments?

This.

Mark, would you take these down to the Hall of Justice?

them they've made a mistake.

We've got a more important case to investigate.

Any case I know?

Salt was intent to kill?

Yes, sir. Sergeant, this is a hot potato. Now let's go easy.

On a murderer? The victim is a lie.

I only want one thing.

God help you and me if you don't want the same.

I know.

To bring him in.

Has he come out yet? No, sir. Just showed his face at the window that once.

Is it possible he saw you? Not a chance.

I was out of sight from the time I spotted him until I called you when the

unit showed up.

Let's go.

Brown, you want in? Do I.

All right, let's go.

Dan.

You cover that side of the place, Dan, and Frank, you watch the other side. Get

out of the line of fire.

All right, Dayton.

Come out, we have you covered.

We'll have to come in after you.

All right, Bert, kick the door in.

No, wait, please!

He's coming out!

All right, Dayton, stop right there.

Blast your hands behind your head. Come on!

Ready? Move away from me, please.

Don't frighten him, please.

He came out, didn't he? He's always been a good boy.

Can't you see?

He's really harmless.

He's so scared.

Do you have to keep on scaring him? Don't bully the poor boy.

You can put your gun away.

Well, that does it.

No wonder I'm hungry. It's after midnight.

Want to join me for a bite to eat?

Oh, thanks. I'm not hungry.

Some other time.

You were a good cop today.

I hope you're also a smart one.

The kind who does his job well.

And when it's done, gets on with other business.

Brown. Sir. The word killer refers to another case, another time. This is

assault. Until proven guilty, he's innocent.

That kind of innocent man doesn't run away.

He does if he fears to death.

I could have sworn that door was closed.

Chief, they told me that you are in charge of the case. They told you right.

You know how tough that makes it on me? My client is so terrified he can't even

talk straight.

Why? Why? Because to him the police is Ed Brown.

Now I can't even promise him that Ed won't be on the case.

You're aware there's an APB out on Dayton?

Yes. Then why isn't he available for questioning?

I told you, because he's terrified.

How terrified?

That you'll hurt him or kill him. Mr. Dayton has the assurance of this entire

office that no one... I know that, I know, but it's like trying to talk to a

deaf man.

I can't get through.

Ross, what about his alibi?

What about it?

Keep reminding him about it.

He'll get through, I'm sure of it.

You really think he did it, hmm? I think we ought to find out.

bring him in on his own volition, naturally.

Naturally.

How did you get to the Hall of Justice? By way of South Toledo?

Well, it looks like I missed something.

Farley's surrendering Tom Dayton.

And? And the question before the House is, what do we do with him when he gets

here? No evidence against him. Just my hunch.

Well, you could try beating a confession out of it. I thought. Farley may have

changed his mind. I wouldn't put it past him.

You know, I think you're all being too hard on Farley. A lawyer's job is to

his client the best possible defense under the law.

At last, Dayton has already confessed to Farley. Why shouldn't his lawyer

believe it? Ed.

You know, Mark's got a point there.

A very good point.

Oh, Mr. Dayton, Mr. Farley. Come in, please.

Would you sit down?

Have a coffee?

No, thank you.

We're having some.

No, thanks.

Mr.

Dayton, you know you're here to answer some questions concerning the attack on

Patricia Kirk.

Yeah, but I was home at the time, so... Has your attorney instructed you in your

rights during this questioning?

Yeah, but I don't see... And if it's agreeable with you, and with you,

Brown will do the questioning.

Fire away.

Go ahead, Sergeant.

It's all yours.

Thank you.

I'm sure your cooperation will be a great help in our investigation.

How? I wasn't anywhere near the place when it happened. Just answer the

questions, Tom. Don't make statements.

Well, you could tell us things about Miss Kirk that we don't know.

After all, you did work for her.

Did she kick off?

Oh, no, no.

She's in no condition to be questioned yet.

What kind of woman is she?

I mean, was she pleasant to work for?

Well, you know, she only came down to the main floor yesterday. I didn't get

much of a chance to know her. Well, I thought perhaps you might have gotten

idea what her personality was like.

My ulcer is kicking up. Could we cut the small talk so we can get finished?

Would you like a glass of milk?

No, I'd like Ed to ask his questions and get Tom's statement.

Then I think my ulcer will be fine.

I'm sorry, Ed.

It's just that I worked for... for a woman once, and they are something else.

Oh, I know what you mean. I could tell you stories. Just answer questions, Tom.

Now, you worked at the library for several weeks with Mr. Farr.

Yeah, that's right. How'd you get along with him? Great.

He was an okay guy.

Not like Miss Kirk?

No.

Look, I'm clean. I admit I didn't like her, but I'm clean. I was at home.

Of course, of course.

The last time you saw... Abe!

Settle down, will you?

Yes, sir.

I'm sorry, Mr. Dayton.

Go ahead, Sergeant.

When did you see Miss Kirk last?

Yesterday, about three, four o 'clock.

Then you were home shortly after four.

Eve, we're taking a statement, remember?

And statements have to be written down, if they're to be signed.

Now, what is the matter with you?

I'm sorry, Chief. No one asked. Well, I'm asking you now. Get a pad and pencil

and go to work.

Yes, sir.

You were saying you were at home?

Oh, for goodness sake.

What now?

The coffee.

Sugar.

Chief, I couldn't put sugar in that. Then who did? The mayor?

What, you're just going to stand there, fix it?

Yes, sir.

What's going on here, Bob?

We came here to make a statement, not to play games.

I know that, Ross.

Let's go, Tom.

No, no, no. Wait a minute. I like your style.

No, these are cops you can talk to.

Tom, I know what I'm doing.

Now, look.

You asked me to come all the way down here. I came all the way down here. And

you asked me to tell everything that I know. And I'm telling everything that I

know.

So why don't we just stay and get the whole thing finished?

Okay?

I thought she was a cop.

Oh.

There are cops and cops.

Now, what did Mr.

Kirk do to make you angry?

He didn't say that he was.

I'm sorry.

Figure of speech. I know they didn't get along.

Who said so?

I do.

And so do you.

I do?

Every time you talk about it.

Well, not in so many words, but I can tell.

I have to admit, you're a gentleman.

You must know plenty you're not telling.

Oh, oh, you believe me when I can tell you. Just answer the questions about

yesterday, Tom.

That's all.

Right. I think I have it now, Chief.

Good.

Well, then maybe you're ready to get back to work, huh?

Yes, sir.

Was Miss Kirk in a bad mood yesterday?

Well, see, I mean, moody, nagging.

Hey, you always talk to her like that, huh?

I mean, do you talk to all of them like that?

Policewomen? Well, sure.

You know what my old man told me the first time I realized girls were

from boys?

What did he say? He said, women have a place in this world, and men have to

them in that place.

And she takes it, huh?

From both of you?

Why not me?

Why?

Why not me?

All right, Bob, stop this. Now, this has nothing to do with the Kirk case.

Ross.

It has everything to do with the Kirk case.

So, you win a few, you lose a few. What's the big deal? One broad's as good

another. Sure.

That's easy for you to say, big shot.

You got it made.

But what about me?

What have I got?

I don't know. What?

Nothing.

Just my creepy old maid sister.

That's all I've got.

Well, that can't be so bad.

No.

When you've been under somebody that's just been on your neck all the time and

yelling at you and nagging at you.

I've been there. Just believe me, it's bad.

How do you stand it?

I don't.

I don't understand.

When things get bad, you know what I mean?

I shut him up.

You know what I mean, you know.

Okay, if that's the way you want it.

You don't believe me.

You don't believe me! I said okay, if that's the way you wanted it.

That's right.

There was one, wasn't there? A nurse.

You see?

You see?

I did tell you, didn't I?

She was a big wheel, too.

She tried to kick me out.

So I shut her up.

Forever.

Forever.

You know.

You were there.

Oh, no, no, Tom, no.

No, that was an accident.

That wasn't the one you wanted.

The dark -haired girl who hit her head on the desk.

She's the one you killed.

The wrong one.

But accidents do happen.

No!

It was not an accident!

I wanted to shut her up, and I did. She was the wrong girl, Tom.

It was not the wrong girl.

Now, what do you think of that, Mr. Know -it -all? You never even saw that nurse

before. Not her!

Not her!

Miss Clark!

No, Tom, you were home when Miss Kirk was attacked.

I wasn't!

Mary lied.

I did it.

I did it!

You believe me, don't you, Mr. Farley?

Yes, I believe you, Tom.

Did you hear that?

Did you hear?

Now what do you have to say?

I'm certainly glad that the judge didn't send him back to prison.

Well, do you think he'll ever be cured?

That's hard to say.

He looked so forlorn sitting there while you were testifying.

Couldn't help feeling sorry for him, right of everything he'd done.

He... The day you can't feel compassion for a man like that,

the day you should look for another line of work.

Yes, Chief.

I just remembered an excellent French restaurant five blocks down on your

at which I will treat you all to dinner.

I do assume by the silence my offer does not meet with collective approval.

No, sir, not at all. It can't be that you're surprised by my generosity.

Overwhelmed is the word, Chief.

Just the word I was looking for.

Yes, sir.

You haven't lived.

You've had chili francais.

Still to come this morning on ITV3, at ten past eleven, a routine day trip

to murder with the monks right at the centre in Cadfarl. Then Blaketon's past

comes back to haunt him in heartbeat at five to one.

All that's after duty -free neck.