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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.