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Yes, I'm calling from the trip. I'd like
to confirm.

I've been getting the runaround for two
hours. Well, can you tell me

approximately how much money was
missing?

Was it over a thousand dollars?

Hey, buddy.

Weeping?

Warning, Mrs. Pinchon.

Oh, good morning, Mr. Grant.

Mrs. Pinchon, do you think it's seemly
for your city editor to have to park his

car a block and a half from where he
works?

Well, you'll note I didn't arrive here
by helicopter this morning myself.

Well, I'm not a parking lot anyway.

Well, our lawyers went to renew the
option on our property, but it seems it

to someone else for $3 million.

I wonder what it means my parking space
was worth.

I have mixed feelings about this
downtown boom. On the one hand, I think

turned the corner on downtown
redevelopment.

But on the other hand, Barney gets
surprisingly heavy after a block and a

Was that someone you know?

No, I... I'm not sure.

Morning, Luke.

Morning, Donovan. Anything on the
overnight?

Well, a couple of nickel and dime 211s.
Traffic fatal on the Garden Grove.

Usual.

Bunk found dead on Skid Row. Triangled.

Didn't we have one last week?

Maybe. You've got to die all the time.

Not from strangling.

I think I remember another one last
week.

Check with Driscoll at the cop house.
Could be something.

City desk, Grant.

What do you got?

Give me Driscoll, please.

Here's figures.

Okay, get me some names and bring it in.

That was Smitty at the airport.

Customs just busted about a dozen guys
smuggling in 8 ,000 bucks worth of

cameras and jewelry.

Okay, thank you.

What's so unusual about that? This is a
charter group of lawyers and judges.

You find anything?

Yeah, two bums dead last week and two
the week before.

Well, that means we have another crazy
on our hands.

I wonder if the competition's picked up
on it.

Rossi?

Uh, something on illegal landfills.
It'll keep.

I want you to check out Skid Road.
There's been another strangling. Five so

maybe more.

Come on, Lou. Can't you give the story
to someone else? I'm almost done with

landfill piece, and I'm tracking a
welfare fraud story.

These are just misdemeanor murders.

Misdemeanor murders?

Yeah. One bum kills another bum. Cops
treat them like misdemeanors.

Look, most of these guys have been dead
for years. They're just waiting to fall

down.

Bossy, look at it this way.

By going down to Skid Row, you can
accomplish two things.

You could humor your city editor, who's
so old -fashioned, he considers murder a

fellow thing. What's the second thing?

You get to keep your job.

I just left.

Take the animal with you.

It'll be good cover.

What's the matter?

I ran into a bum in the park today.

They look familiar, but I can't place
the face.

It's driving me crazy.

You'll never get it by focusing on it
and concentrating.

What you gotta do is loosen up, think
about anything besides this guy.

Arthur Woolwich.

See? I told you.

He was a doctor I knew back in Detroit.

Nah, it can't be.

Probably somebody who just looked like
him.

Yeah.

Maybe.

This is Lou Grant.

Get me information in Detroit.

Lou, you don't really expect it to be
him.

If I don't settle this, it'll bug me all
day.

It's about time we got an interesting
assignment for a change.

Oh, he is sure easy to please.

Hey, buddy. There you go, partner.

Thanks a lot.

Don't mention it. Hey, animal.

Animal, what's with you? You think
you're helping these guys by giving them

handouts? Yes, for what's with you?
We're supposed to be talking to these

Hey, buddy.

Yeah? Can you spare a couple minutes?

Well, I'm a little pressed for time, but
I'll squeeze you in.

I'm Animal. This is Rossi. We're with
the Tribune.

Smokey.

Newspaper man.

Figured you guys would be here sooner or
later. It's a strangler, right?

Yeah. You know about him, huh?

Yeah, are you kidding?

Everybody on Nickel Street's talking
about it.

Nickel Street, that's Israel.

Yeah, that creep must have got maybe
five guys already.

I've never seen a mission so crowded.

I like to sleep outside, you know what I
mean? I prefer it that way.

But the last three nights now, I've been
sleeping in a mission.

And I'm going to be in there tonight.

Yeah. If they can't save your soul, at
least you can save your skin, right?

Yeah.

The missions alone were sinners these
days.

They'll tell you it's the cold weather.

Don't let them kid you.

We're all talking about the same thing.

You mind if I take your picture?

Oh, wait a minute.

Go ahead.

You from around here?

Nah.

What's going on?

I used to be a fisherman.

Fished all the way up to Alaska for this
arthritis copy.

Well, I made a lot of money in my time.

What did you do with it?

I spent it.

Take it easy, boys.

Hey, good luck.

This is great stuff.

Good teller. Yes, wonderful.

Talked to a bunch of bums. They don't
know anything. We talked to the cops.

don't tell us anything. This is great.
Now we've got to go to a mission and

to some more bums.

Are you sure?

Right. Without a trace. I checked
myself.

How about the AMA? Did you try there?

Lou, believe me, I checked.

Yeah.

I appreciate it, Sal.

So, how are things at Free Press?

What's the big news in Detroit?

It's Wednesday.

I know the feeling.

Okay, thanks, Sal. Hey, Lou.

I haven't talked to you in eight years.

Don't you want to know how I'm doing?
How my family is?

How you doing?

How's Janine?

We're divorced.

I'm sorry.

How'd it happen?

Well, if you don't mind, that's a little
personal.

Okay, shall.

Don't be a stranger.

Call me the next time someone's missing.

I still say it's dumb to give him your
money. He's only going to drink it away.

So look at it as a payoff. Two bits, you
get an interview. That's more than the

story's worth.

How'd it go?

Surprise. Everybody's worried about the
Skid Row Strangler. That's what the cops

are calling him.

Join us for a beer.

Here. Four more, please. I thought you'd
never ask. No, thanks.

Oh, come on.

Well, Russell, you finally clawed your
way to the bottom. How did it feel to

wind up on Skid Row?

Listen, I never asked for this story. I
tried to get out of it, and I resent

having to do it.

You got any questions about how I feel?

Drink up, Russell.

It makes you feel better.

I told you I don't want anything.

Hey.

Must have been something you said.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment here
on A &E.

Lou.

Lou.

About last night.

Forget it. I don't want to forget it.
Because as long as I'm on the Skid Row

story, I'm not going to be myself.

What are you talking about?

We've worked together long enough now
for you to know I take tough assignments

in stride. I'm not one of your
complainers.

I think you better slide the Skid Row
story over to someone else.

I thought this thing had never arrived.

Oh, don't worry. If you miss one
elevator, there's another one along in a

hour. Maybe we should take them out and
install a knotted rope.

You did good work on that strangler
piece, Rossi. First rate.

You know, a lot of times we ignore
stories in our own backyard.

I'm going to look forward to reading the
follow -up on it.

Thanks, Charlie.

We were just discussing it.

Last night when I got home, I stood in
the shower. It must have been half an

hour. I felt like I couldn't get clean,
no matter how hard I rubbed.

Those guys give me the creeps.

They managed to keep that out of the
story.

What's really bugging you?

I don't have too much sympathy for
alcoholics. Well, maybe this will change

that. You'll meet the men, get to know
some of them. I don't need to meet them.

My father was an alcoholic.

I lived with it for 15 years.

What are you talking about?

It always made it sound like your dad
was a great guy.

He was a great guy.

Until he began boozing.

So I finally got him.

Stick with it a little longer.

If it really starts to eat you up, I'll
move you off.

Okay, Lou, I'll try.

But it's not a very easy assignment for
me.

That's why they call it work.

Anything interesting?

A Skid Row file.

One from 1948.

It says Skid Row is on the verge of
being eliminated.

It's nice to see we were right on top of
it.

Here's another one.

1952. Skid Row will soon be a thing of
the past.

1964.

The mayor's office was proud to announce
that they've turned the corner on the

elimination of Skid Row.

You can't keep a good Skid Row down.

Wow.

48, 52, 64.

Weren't those election years?

Just a coincidence, I'm sure. Yeah.

Oh, now that's what I love to see.

What? Nothing.

The opposition didn't have a thing on
the Skid Row Strangler. No one did. Beat

them all cold.

Now, let's try to stay on top of this
one. Don't worry.

Unfortunately, we'll probably have this
story for some time.

Billy wanted to see if there were any
women on Skid Row. That's a good idea.

Yeah, that's up to.

He's also going after the cops for a
psychological profile of the killer.

Oh, I don't envy the cops.

These nut murders are sometimes hard to
crack.

Sure. It's hard to tie a suspect to
crimes when he's picking his victims of

random.

You know, not too many years ago, Skid
Row was just a block or so from the

financial district.

And that area, which had been full of
gray suits during the day, was really

taken over by the bums at night.

So, you know what they did?

Moved the bums out.

Yeah.

Moved the financial district.

It was easier.

Once a week, the men could pick up new
clothes.

No charge for anything. It was all
donated.

I can get a shower, shave, clean up a
little.

Hi there.

As you can see, we've got a lot of
military stuff from nearly any war you

name. I think we've got a bigger
wardrobe department than Warner

How many meals do you serve?

A day? About 1 ,400.

And what do you charge?

Nothing. But most missions make you sit
through an ear pounding first.

Sermon? You sit through an hour or two
of firing brimstone and you get your

beans.

That's fine, I suppose, but I've been
here nine years and you don't often see

sinner saved.

A man doesn't leave Nickel Street until
he's ready to leave.

That's just my feeling, of course.

You sound like a cynic.

Maybe, but I know a little about it.

I get silly after working here nine
years.

That's not why.

I used to be one of them.

Here's a psychological profile from a
shrink who worked with the cops before.

The killer is an urban hermit. Kind of a
loner. Someone who can't cope.

Possibly someone with unresolved
hostilities toward alcoholics.

Killing is a way of achieving power he
can't otherwise get.

There are probably 100 ,000 people in
the area who fit that description.

Yeah, but only one of them is a
murderer.

What about the women's angle?

I figure I head down there now.

It's lunchtime. You want company?

It's also close to the office.

That's right.

I parked my car farther away.

There it is.

I found this place in the Yellow Pages,
but there wasn't any answer.

It's locked.

Can I help you?

We wanted to talk to someone here. We're
from the Tribune.

Maybe you can talk to me.

I'm the minister. I run this mission
right down the street here.

Anything that I can help you with?

Fine.

You know, the women's service there,
they don't get enough funds to operate

time now.

That's really a shame because we see
more women now than we ever have.

Do they come to the mission?

Some.

But all we can do is feed them. We have
our hands full just taking care of the

men.

Well, what happens to the women?

Well, some of them turn to prostitution
just to support their habits, booze,

drugs.

Some of them turned to prostitution just
to get by.

We referred to the county, but sooner or
later they're all back out on the

street again.

How many are there?

Women?

Oh, 150 to 200.

It keeps changing.

And men, I'd say 4 ,000 would be a good
guess.

I know this may be a long shot,
Reverend, but I thought I saw someone I

know. Is there any chance that you might
know him? Arthur Woolrich?

Arthur Worry. Huh?

Not by name.

But then again, down here, names don't
mean much.

Right here.

You hear me, fellas?

Yeah.

He was, uh, he was a doctor.

Well, over six feet, gray -haired.

The man I saw was wearing a suit coat.

Hmm.

Here's a fella calls himself Doc.

Well, he's been here two, maybe three
years.

He could be a doctor.

You know, he has so many stories down
here, you just don't know what to

You know where he stays?

No, no, I just see him in here when he's
desperate.

Yeah, he doesn't want to sit through a
whole service just for a meal.

And Doc moves around a lot, you know,
like most of the men.

But I'll watch for him.

Okay. Let me ask you a question.

Sure.

What do you want him for?

I want to see him.

We've known each other for many years.

Did you ever consider that if he's
living here, your friend may not want to

found?

This is my office number and my
residence number.

It's important.

Okay, I'll let you know.

Oh, you know, if you want to do a story
about women, Miss...

You might try Jody's Grill down the
street.

Yeah, ask for Dirty Donna.

She's an old gal, in her 60s probably.
Been here most of her life.

You'll recognize her right away. Has an
old beat -up hat with a feather.

Thank you. Yeah.

Thank you, Reverend.

Uh -huh.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment here
on A &E.

Excuse me. Are you done?

No, I'm dirty, Donna.

Hi, I'm Billy Newman.

In my way.

Oh, sorry.

Could I talk to you for a minute?

Talk all you like. I ain't buying.

Oh, I'm not selling anything.

Everybody's selling something.

No, I just wanted to ask you some
questions about living here, what it's

Why are you planning on moving in? You
find your own. No, I... Move. You're

still in my way. Sorry.

Where would be a good place to stand?

Try Long Beach.

Oh, Mr. Grant. Yes. You found him,
Robert?

Yeah, he... Where is he?

Well, he's upstairs in the dormitory. He
must have come in after the service.

Thanks for calling.

Yeah.

Hey, Doc. Don't shout, Lou. I'm drunk,
not deaf.

So was you.

Yeah, I heard you were looking for me.

Well, now that you're satisfied, your
curiosity, go on home.

We go back a lot of miles, Doc.

You want to talk?

No.

But I can see you do.

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

All right, then.

Let's talk.

Seen any good movies lately?

Come on, Doc.

How could this have happened?

You look me up, Lou.

I don't have to explain anything to you.

Okay, okay.

Did something happen to your wife, the
kids?

Are they still in Detroit?

All good questions.

I have no idea.

Don't you care?

Care?

You think I'd be sleeping here if I
cared?

Care goes with brushing your teeth,
combing your hair.

I still can't believe this is the same
guy I used to know.

You didn't know me.

We'd play cards, have a few drinks, and
everybody would go home, and I'd have a

few more drinks.

Why?

Pressure.

Couldn't take the pressure.

Everybody has pressure. They don't just
quit.

A lot of people quit.

A lot of people quit, like I did.

You were a surgeon.

Think of the loss.

loss. It got so at the end of every
operation, I'd rush off and throw up.

I'd get the shakes, so I'd drink.

I'd drink, so I'd get the shakes.

Other doctors covered for me. You know
how it is. Even my nurses, they covered

for me.

Truth of the matter is, I'd become
downright incompetent.

But the funny thing is, I was the only
one that finally admitted.

But couldn't you get help?

You obviously don't know a damn thing
about doctors.

We don't need help. We give it.

Why, I could enter a room and save a
man's life with a laying on of hands.

But who do we turn to for help?

How about me?

Thank you, Lou, but I don't need your
help.

Down here, I've got it made.

I've simplified my life considerably.

All I have to worry about is where's the
next drink coming from.

How much future in that?

All the future I need.

Can you use this?

I'll tell you what.

I'll take it.

If you'll take my advice.

Sure.

Don't throw your money away on bombs.
We're not worth it.

Go on home, Lou.

I've got a lot to do in the morning. I'm
going to turn in.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment here
on A &E.

I think you're going to want the police
report up here.

Not really, but I feel you want it up
there.

City desk, Donovan.

Yeah, just a second, he's right here.

For you, somebody named Carmine.

Okay, tell him, uh... Tell him... Tell
him what?

I'll take it.

You'll take it right here? No, no, I'll
take it to my dad.

I got it.

Hello?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, look, I'm really... Okay, okay.

I'll be there, Pop.

Hey, Joe.

Joe, how you doing?

Okay, what's the big emergency? You
okay?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, but you see the TV?

It went out again.

You called me here for that?

Oh, no, no, no. You see, the repairman,
he made me write him out a check to

cover it.

He had to place a whole bunch of tubes.

I don't even know if he did what he said
he did, but he charged me 120 bucks.

See, my check doesn't come in for
another week, so I have to put that much

in the bank before the end of the day.

Pop, you could have told me that over
the phone. I didn't have to come here to

get you that money.

Hey, you know your story about those
welfare changes?

It was really good.

I wanted to save it, but I guess it got
thrown out.

You want me to make this out to you or
to Cash?

To me.

You ought to tell those editors of yours
to put your whole story on page one.

There's a lot of people, you know, they
get in trouble trying to follow it when

it's all spread out like that in little
pieces.

Yeah, I'll tell them.

Hey, Joe.

Have you been keeping track?

It's three months today.

It's good.

Nice job, Pop. Keep up.

Three months without a drink is not
exactly a world's record.

Boy, you're tough.

I raised a tough kid.

Nice job, Pop. Keep it up.

Hey, you want to stay for lunch? I'm
making some soup.

I can't. I'm on a story. I've got to get
back to work.

Listen,

Thanks for the money. I'll pay you back
by the end of the month. Forget the

money. No, no, I mean it. I'll pay you
back.

Hey, I got a job.

I'm working.

Saturdays. I'm helping out at the Heads
Up.

The what?

Oh, yeah.

Used to be Petrello's Barbershop.

They're not barbers anymore. They're
hair stylists. They don't cut your hair.

They shape it. And they charge you 20
bucks.

It's nice.

Joe.

Three months.

Yeah.

So long.

What's going on? How long are we
supposed to stay here?

As long as it takes.

You got company.

Hello, Lou.

Doc.

I figured I'd find you here someday.

Always knew you'd come to no good.

Hey, innkeeper.

Uh, Doc Rossi. Rossi, this is Doc.

You know this guy?

He used to.

What's in the bag?

Oh.

Not much, really.

Takes about two of these to make the
mission benches a little softer.

It's a present, isn't it?

It's a present for me.

Not a present exactly. Just an old top
coat from Minneapolis I never wear, and

figured it might come in handy.

You just hate to see it go to waste.

It's nice.

Thanks, Lou.

Glad you like it.

So, is this like your regular place?

It's not much, is it?

Well, wait till you see some of the
other places.

Make this joint look like the Playboy
Club.

There's Maxie.

All right, Maxie.

Actually, he's taking his lame act up to
the music center.

Some nights he makes $20 or more.

Really?

See the guy over in the corner there?

Used to be a top -flight computer
salesman. Been all around the world.

Must be tough to sell computers here.

Oh, yes.

The market's really depressed.

Hey, innkeeper.

Yes, the great equalizer.

Alcoholism?

We're not alcoholics.

We're drunks.

Sorry, I forgot where I was.

We're not derelicts.

You're not.

No, sirree, we're not. We're not
indigents. We're not transients.

We're bums.

You sound like you're proud of it.

Not proud.

But by now you'd have an honest job.

About a chance.

Bossy works with me. He's doing a story
on the Strangler.

You think they'll catch him?

You think it matters?

Well, I gotta be running along.

I gotta get one of those missions before
they close the door.

Feel.

You won't need that.

Why don't you get a room for the night?
I can help you. No, I won't hear of it,

Lou. You've done enough already.

No worry.

I'll sleep indoors tonight, even if I
have to take an hour's worth of your

money.

Thank you for the coat.

Hey, there's something in the pocket.

Ah.

Thanksgiving Day game.

Lions versus the Packers.

Gee.

Must be the last time I wore that coat.
I never miss one of those games, even

when I had to drive from Minneapolis.

Lions versus the Packers.

I was there. Great game.

They were all great games.

Really brings back the memories, huh?

I had better seats than these.

Lou Grant will continue in a moment here
on A &E.

You know, no matter how many times I
take a carnival cruise, I... A &E

to Lou Grant.

Hello?

Morning, Charlie.

Is that the five -star?

No, just the home edition.

I think you ought to see this.

Strangler got another one. I hope it
wasn't your friend.

But they found the body just a block
away from where I left, Doc.

You know, Charlie, whenever I used to
read a story like this, I gotta confess

it. It didn't have any real impact.

I guess I figured it's a waste of life
anyway. What difference did it make? I

know what you mean.

They don't care for themselves. Why
should we?

I guess that's it.

Hi. How are you?

I guess now that I know one of them, I
feel a little different.

Don't get to know too many of them.

you doing, Doc?

Two sheets to the wind and working on
getting a third one up.

In, keep up.

Shot a ride and something for my friend,
will you?

I'm more hungry than thirsty. Why don't
we go across the street for breakfast?

I'll pop for it.

If I, uh, if I help you with your story,
will you get out of my life?

What do you got?

Well, the place you want to go to across
the street, a real ripoff.

Mission down here got a thousand frozen
TV dinners once.

So he gives them to his pal across the
street.

Scrapes it out of the tin.

Mashed potatoes in one pot and chicken
in the other.

And sells it right off the menu.

There.

Isn't that a better story than me?

A rip -off artist.

It is, if you can substantiate it.

You're the reporter.

Then there's the guy that drives up and
tells you he's a labor contractor.

Give you 20 bucks a day for delivering
throwaway newspapers.

So, you wind up humping all day in some
neighborhood in Granada Hills. When it's

time for him to pick you up, he's not
there.

So he gets a free day's work out of you.

You're not as slow as you look.

Hey, Doc, what happened to the coat Lou
gave you?

I sold it.

You got six bucks.

How the hell could you do that?

That coat was from a friend.

Bums don't want friends.

Besides, I couldn't afford to carry
around the extra weight.

You know, everybody tells me I'm
supposed to have compassion for you

But I don't know why. You have the same
shot we all had. You just turned belly

up.

You get no argument from me, kid.

You had a family, man.

Did I?

We weren't so close during the last
years.

I come home a little juiced and suddenly
everybody had something to do.

I suppose you blame what you are on your
family. I don't blame anybody.

I made my choice.

But there was a time when it would have
mattered to me.

Somebody cared.

Hi, Donna.

How do you like the gloves?

You don't give up, do you?

That's what they pay me for.

I'm a reporter.

Who isn't?

Seems like you can't walk around here
anymore without tripping over one of

TV jerks.

You with TV?

No, I'm with the Tribune.

Most of the folks around here prefer the
Times. It's fatter, makes a better

blanket.

That's enough of that.

Okay, darling, I'm all yours.

Come on, sit down. Yeah, I'll fix that
for you.

Wait a minute, I'll get your paper.
Okay.

Thanks. Keep it clean.

Thank you.

Does it bother you living here alone
with the strangler around?

Not much I can do about him. Why should
I worry about him?

Cops don't worry about him.

Why should I worry about him?

How many they got on that case?

About seven.

Let's see.

Shoot.

This whole Skid Row area is only 12
blocks square, and they can't find that

screwball.

You can bet if those murders had
happened in Beverly Hills, they'd have

cop behind every blade of grass.

How long have you lived in Skid Row?

33 years next month.

That's longer than most people who live
in a house.

You live in a house?

I live in an apartment, but I used to
live in a house.

Yeah, me too.

Married and everything, and I had a job.
I had a good job with a phone company

in Albany. That's upstate New York.

I was the highest -ranked woman in the
shop.

What happened?

I had this...

Operation, that doesn't work anymore.

What was wrong?

Nothing.

They said it was my appendix, but that
was just an excuse so they could plant

this little box in my head about the
size of one of them small batteries.

Why would they want to do that?

With a spy on me, why else?

They thought I'd tell them important
things.

about how the phone system works. Well,
I'm smarter than that.

Aluminum foil keeps out the rays and
messes up the transmission.

I still get those headaches, but most of
the time I don't hear those voices

anymore asking me them questions.

It's pretty sharp.

Slick. Very slick.

You want to come with me? I'm making my
rounds now. I know the best dumpsters in

town. Why, you'd be amazed at the stuff
you can find.

Hey.

I'm going to tell you something.

And nobody's supposed to know.

Dirty Donna ain't my real name.

Rossi? What are you doing here?

I'm sleeping till you barged in. What
time is it anyway? It must be the middle

of the night.

It's nearly eight.

Did you interview the guys on Skid Row
or join them?

When did you turn this in?

A couple hours ago.

You handled it well.

Oh, thanks.

Well, Doc was my research assistant. He
helped me a lot.

I'm glad you're stuck with it. Yeah.

Let's go home and get some sleep.

Okay, I will.

Something I gotta do first.

Gotta go talk to my dad.

Your dad's alive?

I know.

He's just not someone I've been real
proud of.

But something's changed.

Yeah.

Is he sick?

Kind of.

But it's not what's changed.

Joe, what are you doing here?

I just got the day off. I thought I'd
stop by. Something wrong?

No, nothing's wrong.

Can I come in?

Sure, sure. Come in, come in.

Look, Pop, I need your advice.

I'm having a little trouble with my car.
You're always good with motors.

Maybe you could just take a look at it
and tell me if it's worth hanging on to.

Sure, sure.

You could drive me around.

We could take a spin.

Let me listen to it.

Where's my lasagna?

Oh, geez, I forgot the lasagna in the
oven. Yeah.

Oh, you're the last person I expected to
see here today.

Yeah, I can see that.

Oh, that's, uh, that's just for cooking.

Okay, so I had a glass of wine. I can
handle it.

Sure.

Half a glass of wine. How's that going
to hurt me?

Sometimes I can't believe that you're
Italian.

Yeah, I don't believe you.

You know half a glass today is a glass
tomorrow. Two glasses the next. That's

what you come here for, huh? To bother
me.

Come on, it's time for you to leave.

Isn't this where you usually take a wine
and pour it down a sink? And then you

leave, huh? Come on.

I'm not going to throw any wine down the
sink.

But you're going to leave?

No.

Pop said another place.

City desk, Donovan.

Yeah, just a second. He's right here.

For you.

What can I do for you?

I see.

Yes, I... I understand.

Thank you. I appreciate your calling.

That was the mission.

Doc dead.

What happened?

Exposure.

Avonia near as they can tell it.

works.

Hey, Lou. Did I hear there's another
strangle victim? That's number seven.

Oh, no.

It's natural causes.

Oh, doesn't count.

Still only six.

That's right.

It doesn't count.

This is Mike Wallace. They kill for the
thrill.

Predators of innocent people. Serial
killers.

Monsters in our midst on the next 20th
century.

Tonight, only on A &E. Now, a rookie cop
may be out of his league when he takes

on the leader of a big -time drug
operation.

On Police Story, next on A &E.