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Nothing new on Terry Hall.

Something ought to be breaking. He paid
the ransom three hours ago.

Why can't the kidnapper just release the
guy without keeping everyone waiting?

Don't they realize we have a deadline?

Don't worry. As soon as something
breaks, Billy will call. She was really

excited about this assignment.

Well, sure. Here's a kid who's out in
the field covering a real full -scale

kidnapping. A couple of months ago, all
she was covering was the Pillsbury bake

-off. Is this your first kidnapping?

Yeah.

You got a phone sash somewhere?

What do you mean?

Well, I mean, when they deliver the kid,
you're going to want to call your desk.

I figured there's plenty of phones
around here.

That's what you think.

All these old -timers, they got them
stashed.

See those two guys over there?

They're from the wire service.

It's always a horse race with them.

Now, the guy with the striped shirt,
Williams, he's got an edge.

I saw him stick a phone in the icebox
behind the bar.

Thanks for telling me. Maybe I can beat
him to it.

Here they come.

He's been through a rough experience.

Terry. Hi, Dad.

Are you all right? Yeah, I'm fine. Are
you sure? The man just found out his son

is okay. Give him 15 minutes, will you?

No more for 15 minutes. Let's go.

Hello. Yeah, this is Baker. Give me the
desk.

Yeah, this is Duggan.

Perry Hall, escorted by police, was
returned to his house today apparently

unharmed.

He arrived home at 5 .35 our time. He
was moved quickly into seclusion.

This is Keenan at the Hall mansion.

They just brought the kid back.

Nobody saying anything, not even how
much they paid.

Yeah, the kid looks okay.

Why did you let me know this thing
broke?

What broke? What are you talking about?
Carry all. It's on the wire. The cops

brought them all.

Let me see the time on that.

The wire services have had this for four
minutes. Where's Billy? Maybe she ran

out of diamonds.

Listen, Billy, where the... What?

What's the problem, madam?

The type on the paper has been getting
smaller.

No, no.

The type on the paper has been the same
size for the last... Twelve years.

Twelve years.

Can I ask if you wear glasses, madam?

No, no.

I'm not implying anything.

Look, look. An important story is about
to come in.

The Terry Hall kidnapping case, that's
what. The cops just brought him home.

Huh?

You knew that?

She heard it on the radio.

Now,

you sure you're feeling all right? You
haven't had your insulin? Yeah, I feel

fine, Dad. Don't worry about it. Bet you
should have had your shot four hours

ago.

They asked for a lot of money, didn't
they, Dad?

$200 ,000.

You better be worth it.

City desk.

Lou, it's Billy. I had a hard time
getting a phone. They brought Terry Hall

ten minutes ago. He's all right.

Was he by any chance met and embraced by
his father when the young victim

returned after his 28 -hour ordeal
accompanied by Sergeant Erwin Winowski?

Exactly. Where'd you get that from? Off
the wire, about ten minutes ago, just in

time for the second edition.

I hate running local stories off the
wire services. You are aware.

I went after details, not a deadline.

Oh, then I suppose you have a whole
bunch of details the wire service has

missed. I have just one.

Is it good?

Yes, I think it's very good. Shall we
make an appointment for when you'll give

it to me?

I know how much the ransom was.

It was $200 ,000. Anybody else get that?

No.

$200 ,000.

Are you sure?

Positive. I just happened to overhear
it.

The son's a diabetic.

He was in pretty good condition despite
the fact that he was given his insulin.

Shot four hours later than usual.

Well, come on in. Write it for the mid
-morning and just hope that nobody else

gets their hands on it.

Please, Sergeant Winowski, a couple more
questions.

We'll make all announcements in the
morning.

Well, how much was the ransom? Could you
at least give us that?

Oh, don't tell him. Save it for
tomorrow, please.

They're weak and on camera.

They just can't resist the lure of being
on the old tube.

Terry Hall, the victim, was returned in
exchange for $200 ,000 in cash.

Now that's really all I can say now.
Period.

That was Detective Sergeant Erwin
Winowski, live from the Hall mansion.

Great. It was my big scoop ten seconds
ago. Now you could wrap a fish in it.

Here. Take mine.

It looks like you need it more than I
do.

Thank you, Lou.

I hope it was worth it. I got a tip for
you.

Don't ever drink margaritas and aquavit
on the same night.

Especially in the same glass.

Why don't you try a raw egg in your
coffee?

Why don't you try a raw egg in your
socks?

You wouldn't be looking for a nice
exclusive in the political scene, would

Lou? Oh, what have you got?

Councilman Garber is running for
Congress.

Running for Congress?

People have to know he's an idiot.

No, he's a closet idiot.

Have you read his last few speeches?

He's out of the closet.

Sure, he comes up with stupid ideas, but
he's got a very high profile, and he is

running.

How do you know?

I have here a copy of the title for a
house he bought two months ago in the

District, which is the place where he
might easily get nominated.

He's changing his residency on the sly?
And that's not all. I heard his press

secretary, Sam Palmer, asking someone
about the cost of housing in Washington.

And he was hinting very strongly that
Garber is running.

Did you check with Garber?

Yes. Unavailable for comment.

Isn't he supposed to be having a press
conference tomorrow?

That's right. That's when he's making
his announcement.

Garber gunning for Washington. The most
depressing headline of the week.

And we are the only ones who have it.

Okay, I'll push for it.

Thanks, Larry.

Rossi, are you sure?

I've got this one nailed, Lou.

Exclusive.

Sorry, Charlie.

I thought this morning's newspaper
looked pretty good.

In case anybody cares.

Mrs. Pinchon apparently thought
otherwise.

She wanted to know why the death of...
What's -his -name, that conductor,

make our front page.

Because he's what's -his -name, that's
why.

He conducted here for three years.

During World War II when all the good
conductors were in the Army.

Well, in any story in which Mrs. Pinchon
might have some personal interest, just

keep me posted.

All right?

Now, what's your lead on Nashville now?

Well, we've got the burial of that
famous conductor. What's his name? He

yesterday.

Well, there's that bridge that collapsed
in Maryland.

I've got some art on that.

The contractor's in the hospital.

He's under sedation.

I've got some art on that, too.

What have we got up for him?

Well, naturally, I've got widespread
reaction to the death of that famous

conductor. What's his name? And
hijacking.

Just started about an hour ago. Five
gunmen, 200 passengers. Right now

on the ground in Mexico City refueling
to go to Algeria. What are their

Half a million dollars.

And Star Wars for the in -flight movie.

Do you want to go with that?

No. I don't want to lead with an item
tomorrow morning that TV will have on at

11 tonight.

We'll give it a photo and a page three
pickup.

What do we got local, Lou?

She'll have a follow -up on a hawk
kidnapping. Billy's on that now.

Rossi has a nice little beat on Joe
Garber.

Seems he's announcing for Congress
tomorrow.

Garber? Why not? He'd never get re
-elected to the council.

He bought a house in the 44th District,
established residency.

He's also inquiring about housing in
Washington, and he's scheduled a press

conference for 10 o 'clock tomorrow
morning.

He promises a major announcement.

Yeah, he's announcing he's been alive
for the last two years.

That would be a bombshell. Well, why
don't we just wait till he makes his

statement? Because Rossi has this story
backed up four different ways.

And if we can get a nice little
exclusive on page one that nobody else

including TV, I don't think we should
pass it up.

Okay.

Garbage run for Congress.

Put it below the fold.

I'll have another of whatever this gunk
is I'm drinking.

Another scotch for Senor Grant.

Charlie, vodka martini, please.

Billy, what do you have?

I'll have a glass of white wine if you
got it. Of course we have it. We even

have two kinds.

Cold and warm.

Cold, please.

That was a good follow -up on the
kidnapping, Billy.

Thanks. I wanted to interview Terry
Hall, but he's been in the hospital all

I thought they said he was okay.

They did, but now they're not letting
anybody see him.

A few years ago, that wouldn't stop
anybody.

I remember a reporter back in Chicago
who dressed up like a doctor just so he

could get an exclusive interview with Al
Capone when he had his appendix out.

Really? And it worked?

Reporters did stuff like that? Well, it
was dog -eat -dog in those days.

I remember when I was with INS, if you
beat AP by a minute, you went home

feeling good. A minute was really big.

But it's different now.

It still happens, Charlie. A few years
ago, I had my girlfriend throw a fit,

scream in court, disrupted everything
for two minutes. I got to the phone

for the verdict.

Yeah, yeah.

When a reporter would get a story ahead
of us, we'd pay a cop to stall him until

we got the story.

You know what I did at college once?

You were my one hope here.

Ah, come on.

I'll tell you in advance. I won't think
badly of you.

I'll like it.

To get past the guards and cover a sit
-in.

I flushed a cherry bomb down a john on
the third floor.

That's what I call intelligent
reporting.

These are all illegal acts you're so
enthusiastic about.

Where did it go on?

In the basement.

Police, reporters, plumbers. They had a
dragnet looking for the mad bomber while

I'm interviewing the radicals all alone
in the president's office.

You see, she got the interview. The
public's right to know is protected.

Her flushing that bomb down that toilet,
I consider an act of integrity.

I think that's stretching things a
little.

Come on, Charlie. Didn't you ever do
anything like that?

Well, you know, once I backed my car
into another reporter's radiator.

His telephone was ten miles away, and he
had to hitchhike to get to it.

Oh, that's rotten.

Oh, but I was a kid then. The whole
business was adolescent.

We've grown up now. I mean, the school
mentality is dead.

I mean, today, it's more important to be
right than first. And that makes our

whole profession more respectable.

And a lot less fun.

Morning, gentlemen.

As I'm sure you've all guessed, I have
some

rather special news to announce.

I'm about to propose to the mayor that
the city install a long overdue network

of bicycle paths.

Excuse me.

Mr. Rossi?

Did you say bicycle pants?

That's correct.

And you're not announcing your
candidacy? My candidacy?

I can assure you I'm not about to be
forced, maneuvered by the press into a

questionable political move.

Come on, you know you're going to
announce your candidacy. Announce your

candidacy. I have no candidacy to
announce.

Oh, yeah?

What about the house you bought in the
44th district?

What about it?

You bought it to change your residency
to the 44th District.

I bought that house because I like it.

But if I should ever decide to run for
Congress, I'll consider you as my

campaign manager.

Like your enthusiasm.

What are you trying to do to me here?
Weren't you asking about rents in

Washington, D .C.? Maybe I was.

I'm interested in a variety of issues.

Rents in urban areas, inflation.

Where the Tribune gets the preposterous
stories that's running on page one these

days? Well, if you really want to know,
we get them from shifty politicians who

every once in a while use us as trial
balloons.

Interesting.

Next question.

We were more than wrong.

We were foolish.

We'll have to go for a front page
retraction.

Something like this hurts everything
else we do.

Hey, we got burned by a two -bit
politician.

Well, we have a little more dignity left
if at least we've been burned by one of

the biggies.

Look, I say we blew it.

I think that says it.

Not we.

It's my fault.

Rossi just told me what he had. It was
my decision to go for it.

Well, then I guess Mr. Rossi has spared
a little speech I was about to give to

him.

And you and I can have a talk later on.

I really think you're beating too hard
on yourself. You know, I had something

do with it.

You believe what I said in there?

There's some strange moral code that
says that I have to front for you in

I never know why.

But you're not supposed to swallow it.

I... I checked that every way I could.

I'm sure you did.

I think the story was too complicated
for your little mind.

From now on, I'm going to see to it that
you have stories that you can handle.

Try this one.

Jalapa Springs, California.

Jalapa Police Chief Ned Rankin unveils
his department's unique off -road

vehicle.

A police dirt bike.

That's fascinating.

I can't wait to read more.

I don't care what anybody says, Rossi. I
like the story you wrote on Garber.

Thank you.

You're just totally inaccurate, that's
all.

I wonder if Donovan's free to have a
drink with me.

Okay, Billy, what's new with the kidnap
follow -up? I just got back from the

hospital. Terry Hall spent the entire
day and night there. It seems Detective

Wynowski impounded every medical record
of those 24 hours the minute Hall went

home this morning.

Why would he do that?

That's what I want to find out.

I'll put Driscoll on. Why Driscoll?

He's more experienced.

Do you think his experience will help
him become friends with the intern in

records office at the hospital?

No.

Well, Billy. Yeah, Lou?

Not too friendly.

Members of the department, fellow police
officers, friends and neighbors, and

members of the press.

Who we got there, Andy?

Your credentials, please.

Credentials out here? I'm breathing.
Isn't that enough?

Fair reporters, too, officer. From the
trib.

Thanks, Woods.

What'd you do to deserve this?

My editor thought it would be good for
my asthma.

Yeah, I need some sun myself.

You members of the press can take notes
and photos if you want to. Go right

ahead on.

Notes, sure.

Now then, what we have here is a vehicle
that will enable us to chase and run

down dirt bikes and other off -the -road
type vehicles.

How many E's in vehicles?

Now, there may have originally been some
doubt for the need for such a high

-speed, off -the -road pursuit vehicle,
but there was never any doubt in my mind

that one day I'd have a bike like this
for my very own. Now, if you'll just

me a second here, I'll show you how she
handles.

I already saw this on TV. It was a big
special. Chief Rankin was played by Evel

Knievel.

She's gone over.

Kill yourself.

Got some pictures.

Hey, this is the trip story.

It's not a pool job.

Get an ambulance so we can get the
chief's body out of here.

Body? He got himself killed.

That crazy nut.

Animal, get my car.

Here, help it. Like hell you can't.

Alamo, come on!

Alamo!

Feed it back to that gas station. I
thought I saw a phone booth. I also saw

out -of -order sign on it. The back to
that old house we passed. That looked

of order, too.

Pops, don't smile. Just kind of sit
there and look old.

How's this?

Great. Yeah, give me more of that.

Stop driving with reckless abandon.

That's kind of rough on a man who just
got killed.

That's the story, Lou. It's accurate,
and nobody's getting it before us.

You mean you're all alone up there?

No, except the competition is running
into a little bad luck, which I'm

providing for him. What?

I'll tell you after I've done it.

Okay, I guess we can just get this into
the next edition.

Five bucks. I'm after him.

Give me 50.

50 bucks? Just to use the phone?

Checkbook journalism. Here, are you
next?

How much to burn down your house?

400?

Hi.

Wait till you hear what I did. You're
gonna love it. I don't think I will.

Why not?

The chief.

He lived.

What?

You heard me.

He's not dead.

He was just knocked out.

The cop who thought he was dead just
panicked.

Lou, don't get around with me.

Tell me you didn't run it.

We ran it.

You got yourself another exclusive.

It's come to my attention that we have
succeeded in beating the opposition with

two exclusive stories in as many days.

Well, yeah, I know. And these stories
were written by the same reporter.

They are very extraordinarily well
written.

Rich in detail, imaginative. As a matter
of fact, both stories are so vivid, the

subject seemed to spring to life, just
like Chief Rankin.

Well, you see, Mrs. Pinchot, when Rossi
phoned that in, the chief actually was

dead. Well, in that case, we may have an
even better story than we thought.

A resurrection.

Well, what I mean is, it was an honest
mistake.

Rossi heard the cop at the wreck shout
up, get an ambulance for the chief's

body. Body means dead.

Besides, there was another reporter
racing to file the same story.

Well, now, why are we the only ones with
egg on our face?

Why didn't his paper print this?

Well, because we beat him to it.

How splendid.

Look, Mrs. Pinjon, I take full
responsibility for his actions.

That's nice.

Mr. Hume, do you take full
responsibility for his actions?

You mean this mania he has for
exclusives?

For this philosophy of scooping the
opposition at all costs?

For this competitive nonsense?

Yeah, I take responsibility.

Staggers me that neither of you seem to
realize how serious this is. You can go

on all day taking responsibility, but
it's my paper that looks bad.

I wouldn't have been surprised if you
come in offering your resignations.

Look, if it's resignations you want...
Just a minute. Let me speak for myself.

As a matter of fact, I did write out a
letter of resignation.

I'm not interested in mass resignations.

I'm interested in individual restraint.

You like scoops, don't you, Mr. Grant?

No.

Not really.

But they do give you a charge now and
then.

Look, Mrs. Penton, don't you like to be
first?

Not at the cost of being right.

I want truth, not speed.

I want good reporting, not good fiction.
Am I clear?

Mrs. Pinchon, you're absolutely right,
but Lou does have a point.

It seems to me that we've got to have
what you're talking about, and a little

what Lou's talking about, too.

That's right.

That's why we make a great team.

You push in the old play it safe, and me
with the guts and the sense of fun.

Yeah.

We'll stay a team.

Okay. But let's try something new for a
while.

I'll have the fun.

You play it safe.

Okay, I'll ask you straight. What was so
special about Terry Hall staying here?

I knew you weren't after my body, just
my records.

Can't do it, Billy. Our patients are
entitled to the privacy of their medical

record. Okay, forget the records.

What can you tell me?

I'm off at midnight.

Besides that.

Well, uh...

That detective.

Winovsky? Yeah. He was asking if a young
blonde girl about 18 was trying to

visit Terry Hall.

Does that help you?

Not without a name.

Let's try a general medical question.

Well, after I finish my residency, I
should step into a practice making

$35 ,000 a year.

Now, do you want to go out with me?

We'll see. If I saw three empty bottles
of glucose standing outside room

253... What do you suppose would be
wrong with the patient?

That could be just about anything.

What if the patient were diabetic?

Well, in that case, he could have had a
reaction to excessive insulin.

Excessive insulin?

But Terry Hall missed his insulin shot
the day he was returned.

One shot in 28 hours. How could that be
excessive if he normally takes one shot

every 24 hours?

Beats me.

Unless he had more than one shot.

Thank you.

One more thing.

And thank you.

Telephone feed, Dr. Klein. Hi.

What did he give you?

His phone number.

Look at your friend, Rossi. He's shell
-shocked.

Getting burned twice like that, he's gun
-shy. I tossed him a couple of goodies

today. He passed them up.

He's lost his spirit. We've got to get
the kid back on the horse again.

Why? I kind of like him this way.

I think I got something.

I just got back from the hospital, and
it seems that Terry Hall is suffering

from an overdose of insulin.

Yeah, so?

He was kidnapped for over 24 hours.

We were right there when he came back,
and I saw him get a shot.

That was four hours overdue.

Yeah.

So how could he get an overdose?

Well, maybe he carried an extra shot
with him for emergencies.

Why didn't he say so when his father
insisted on giving him another one at

house?

Yeah.

I think you're onto something.

Wait a second.

Rossi.

Rossi.

Yeah, what?

Come here.

What do you want him for?

You know, I'll bet the cops are
wondering about that overdose, too.

Yellow?

Listen, Billy's dug up some interesting
stuff on the Terry Hall kidnapping case,

and I want you to get on it with her.
The Terry Hall case?

Sure.

That it?

Well, there's a little medical question
maybe you can help me on. What is it?

Well, it has to do with the effects of
an insulin overdose.

City desk.

Would you please tell me why you put
Rossi on this, too? Is there something

wrong with the way I'm handling the
story?

Well, look, it's kind of hard for me to
talk right now.

Woman problems?

You want me to... Why don't you just go
back to your desk for a minute? Okay.

Listen.

The only reason I'm putting Rossi on the
story with you is because he's gotten

kicked in the teeth a couple of times
lately, and I want to build his

back up.

But if you want him off the story, he's
sitting right next to you. Just tell

him. You think.

Man problems?

Yeah.

More stuff from the Hall Mansion.

Oh, I want to see those.

Wouldn't you like to see these too, Joe?

Yeah, sure. Whatever.

What are you showing me these for? We
already ran the hall reunion pictures.

This is background, personal stuff.

This is the kids' room.

This is the old lady's room.

There's the kids' room.

You mean you trespassed into private
areas of their house without permission

take pictures?

Sure. Good work.

Where was this taken?

That's the son's room.

This one too?

Yeah. What is it?

There's a picture in each one of these
of the same blonde girl.

Pretty.

The intern down at the hospital was
telling me the police kept asking if a

blonde girl tried to visit Terry.

If the police are interested in her,
maybe we should be.

So how do we find her?

Maybe you can get some high school
yearbooks out of the library. See if

Terry Hall's class.

Let me know how you're doing.

Will you pick up these pictures and get
out of here?

Okay, I'm going to get started on the
yearbooks. What are you going to do?

I don't know, make a few calls.

Hi, Ellen, this is Billy in the city.

Yeah, what I need to get is a bunch of
high school yearbooks.

Hi, Keith.

Joe Rossi.

Well, not bad.

Listen, who was Terry Hall dating a
while back?

Yeah, last year and the year before
that.

Thanks, babe. And try to match up her
faith.

Yeah, I know. It could take a long time.

Yeah, thanks.

Her name's Jennifer Walker.

What?

How did you do that?

Sunset Hills has a private security
patrol. I know one of the cops. They

list of people authorized to come and go
after 10 o 'clock.

Her father's Elliot Walker, big lawyer
for the oil companies, partners with

Terry Hall's father. You're welcome.

Okay, so what do you have?

They dug this up in the morning.

Also arrested at the valley headquarters
of the Society to Preserve Our Seas

were Terry Hall, 19, and Jennifer
Walker, 18, both of Los Angeles.

They were charged with resisting arrest,
unlawful assembly, disturbing the

peace, and soliciting funds without a
license.

Both fathers defend oil spills.

The son and daughter try to save the
oceans.

Not a very fair contest.

But $200 ,000 would even the odds a
little, wouldn't it? So maybe this whole

kidnapping thing was a phony.

The kids staged it to get money for
their cause.

That's right.

And we might just have an exclusive on
the biggest local story in months.

Mrs. Pension is going to kill us.

Are we going to stop and go in?

No. Why not?

There are cops in the car back there.
Don't turn around.

If the cops are here too, we're close.

Let's phone in.

Have you got a phone in your car?

No. We will stop.

We will go into a place.

We will put a dime in a device which is
connected by wires to our city desk.

Watch me. You'll see.

City desk.

Lou Rossi. What do you have? The police
have preserved our seized stakeout.

All right, keep an eye on things.

Wait for the cops to make their move.

Don't blow the stakeout. Now, you've got
three more hours before deadline.

Rossi. Yes, sir.

I have totally forgotten that you were
wrong about the congressman. That you

were wrong about Chief Rankin being
dead.

Are you sure this time?

Do we have a beat?

Will you trust me if I tell you?

Why would not?

As far as I can tell, this story is all
ours.

What are you doing way out here? Oh, hi,
Jim.

You mind if I sit down?

No, I don't.

But I am here with someone.

Oh, who?

My, uh, my boyfriend.

You know Joe Rossi?

Yeah. Yeah, I guess we've met. I was
just asking Billy what you're doing all

way out here.

Well, you know how it is.

Near the office, there's not a lot of
talk.

Right, honey?

What brings you out here, Jim?

Oh, you know, I'm a single guy. I heard
there was a lot of action here. What are

you talking about here?

Maybe there will be later on when the
new hotel opens up.

I can wait.

Hello? Ah, it's six o 'clock. I'm going
home.

If Philly doesn't get a break on her
story by 7 .30, you better go with the

strike. I got a feeling, Charlie.

They're going to call on that phone any
minute now.

Lou, please.

You've got to double check.

Triple check.

This is more than an order.

I'm begging you.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know, I know.

Better wrong tomorrow than right today.

Or whatever that is.

Lou, I really mean it.

I mean, no fooling around, okay?

Charlie.

Donovan.

Keep an eye on him, will you?

He smells a big story.

I'll see you.

Well, if you've got things under
control, I think I'll call it a day.

It's a nice time of day for a drive to
the valley.

It's a nice time to go to the valley?

Yeah. Did you ever have the urge to see
a natural phenomenon?

I think I'll grab some dinner somewhere.

Oh. Let me get a steak.

Good idea.

Steak. I know a good place.

I can't remember the name of it, but
it's just down the street from the

to Preserve Our Thieves.

Ah.

Good.

I'll keep that in mind.

Come on.

Admit it. I can tell.

You're not here on a date.

What are you talking about? How can you
tell something like that? Why can't we

be on a date?

I'll prove it.

What do you see in him?

We're both interested in journalism.

You're here on the kidnapping case,
aren't you?

Lindbergh? Nah, we wrapped that up ages
ago.

Either you're here on the whole story,
or I followed you out here, and I've

eaten all these breadsticks for nothing.

You followed us? That's really low.

That's not nice journalism.

Miss, bring him another beer.

Forget it. I've had three already.

The last half hour's been murder. As a
matter of fact...

Excuse me.

Look at that.

How do we get rid of Keenan? He'll
follow us wherever we go.

I'll take care of that.

If he asks where I am, I'm in the
ladies' room.

car of the guy I came with. Could I
borrow the keys for a second? Yeah,

Which one was it? A white convertible.
All right, it's right down the street.

I'll go. What was it you wanted?

Oh, that's okay. Okay, it's right down
the street.

I thought you were trying to ditch me.

Leave him here as a decoy. Oh, I
wouldn't do that. That would be dirty

I wonder what that Detective Winovsky
was doing.

I mean, what was it about Terry Hall
being in the hospital that made him

suspicious?

I don't know, Jim. What's your theory?

Well, I got a couple of ideas.

Did you know that Winovsky told the FBI
to lay off?

Huh? He thought that the police would
handle this locally in another day.

Let's pool our information.

Get the best possible story before the
police dump it in everyone's lap. Come

on. Go scratch, Keith.

Hey!

run for you. Hey, relax, man. I'm
putting applause in there for everybody.

Come on. Come on. There she is. Come on.

Give me the keys.

The keys. The keys from the white
computer.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I get into your girl.

What girl?

The girl you came with.

I didn't come with any girl.

Well, she said she was your girl.

Well, she wasn't.

Now, what, do you give my car keys to
anyone who comes up and asks for them?

All right, let's pick her up.

Would you step out of the car, please,
miss?

You're going to carry this much money
around, Miss Walker. I recommend three

those checks.

Read her rights.

Detectives at exactly... 643.

Located the $200 ,000 Hall ransom in a
small foreign car driven by Jennifer

Walker, girlfriend of the kidnapped
victim.

They faked the kidnapping together,
right?

No comment.

Brilliant police work by Los Angeles
detective Erwin Winowski led to the

apprehension. Okay, okay, okay, you got
it right.

He pretended to be kidnapped so he could
raise funds for this ocean thing.

Thanks. Listen, I gotta be sure.

If I write it out, can you sign it?
Maybe I can get it notarized.

Rossi, will you write your story?

Call it back to me at headquarters in an
hour.

I'll tell you you got anything wrong.

Thanks, thanks a lot.

Listen, don't tip the rest of the press,
please.

Okay.

Only, um, don't use the word brilliant,
okay?

I mean, um, it's a little much.

Maybe, uh, intelligent?

Mm -hmm, mm -hmm.

If brilliant is the only word that
really works for you, I guess I could

the heat.

Sure, you got it. Come on, let's go
write the story. Lou, give me a lift

the restaurant. I gotta get my car.
Yeah. Hey, where's Keenan? I got his

Steve.

Come on.

Oh,

my God!

Come on, break it up. Break, break,
please.

Hey. Okay. That's her.

You took my keys. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Are you hurt?

I hope not.

Can I have my car now, please?

Get it yourself.

I need a drink.

Hey. My shoe. I lost my shoe. Anybody
see a shoe? Come on, let's get out of

here. We got a story to write. Yeah,
okay. Look for your shoe.

I must have run over it by mistake.

Maybe you can get it blocked.

This is my fault.

Listen, do you suppose that we could...
You know.

What?

You know, let him in on what we got.

Are you kidding? We got an exclusive.
Yeah, but the way we got it, I stole his

keys. I got him beaten up. He got
himself beaten up.

Why'd you steal his keys?

because he was following us. That's
hitting below the belt, what he did. So

anything you did to him was fair. You
remember that? Yeah, but... I cannot

believe what I'm hearing. I worked on
this all afternoon, cracked this thing

wide open, and you want to give it away?
You cracked it. You bet I did. If I

hadn't come in on this at the right
moment, you'd still be back in the

waiting for old high school yearbooks.
Well, thank you very much.

Listen, I'm sorry. I guess I can't let
you in on what we got.

I'll buy you dinner.

Terrific.

Let's call.

Don't forget my handkerchief.

You know, Rossi, a little while ago you
were a whipped pussycat.

And now you're right back to being the
overbearing, obnoxious egotist you

were.

Yeah? So?

Nice to have you back.