All language subtitles for lou_grant_s03e23_guns

Hello, I'm calling from the trip.

I'd like to confirm a quote. How much
money was it?

It was over $1 ,000.

Was it over $10 ,000?

Can I have the spelling on your name?

Parrot like the bird, but with two T's.

Walter. With one T.

And how long have you been at this
location, Mr. Parrot?

Nine years.

Uh -huh.

Can you tell me what was taken?

Well, these guys, uh... Guys aren't
gals.

I knew what they were after because they
passed up this good stuff right here

and went straight for the automatic
weapons.

Uh -huh.

Uh... Isn't it illegal to sell automatic
weapons?

Oh, I wasn't selling them. No, I don't
keep them out front. You see, this is

part of my private collection.

You're allowed to collect them.

Cops know all about it. You can ask
them.

What would you say was the value of the
weapons taken?

Priceless to me.

Well, what about to me?

Well, each piece was worth between $800
and $1 ,000, and they took 11 weapons.

Have you been burglarized before?

Yeah, about a year ago.

But not since I put in the new security
system.

Well, okay, thank you.

Animal?

That's it?

Yeah, that's it.

Well, aren't you going to ask me what I
think about gun control or anything?

Well, no, I wasn't planning to.

Well, when people read that, they're
going to think I'm some kind of a gun

Oh, I don't think so.

Well, that isn't fair.

You haven't let me tell my side of it.

Oh, okay.

Well, what do you think about gun
control?

Well, like any sane person, I'm against
it.

up ten books on the gun store break -in
after lunch. Who do the cops think did

it? Probably some right -wing paranoid
types or some Middle Eastern nationalist

zealots or some neo -Nazis or some
Marxist extremists or a bank robbing

looking for heavy hardware or some
dealers in black market weapons or

gun collector or some nut.

Yeah, that's who I'd say.

Boys, why don't we see another round?

Or are you just planning to take up
space in my bar?

Hi, Maggie.

Hello, Mrs. McKenna.

Oh, Lord.

It's Maggie.

Please.

Or the next thing I know, you'll be
calling me the widow McKenna. And after

that, the old widow McKenna.

And after that, I don't even want to be
thinking about it.

Hi, Maggie.

How about a stout on the house, fellas?
What do you say, Joe?

Sure. Sure. Charlie?

What? Lou?

Scotch. There's one in every crowd.

I haven't seen you much down here
lately.

I just flew in.

From Dublin?

No, from Palm Springs.

I fly in for special occasions.

What's the occasion?

It's St. Paddy's Day, Lou.

Or hadn't you noticed poor Julio back
here?

Breaking his back to turn this place
into county court by six o 'clock.

You have any party?

And you're all invited.

It's a small $5 donation to get here.

Donation? To the aid fund.

In fact, you all might put the price of
your lunch in here and give a meal to a

hungry child.

A child in Ireland?

Mm -hmm. The families of the men who are
in the prisons up north.

So, will I be seeing you boys here
tonight?

We'll be having music, dancing, maybe.

No scotch, but good Irish whiskey.

Buy free after deadline.

Good. It's settled then. I'll see you
later.

You're going to give a kid a lunch?

As long as it's not like the one I just
had.

Okay, that's good. We'll check it.

That was Driscoll. He just got back to
the cop house.

You mean he was actually out on a story?

Not exactly. He was delivering donuts to
a couple of his cop pals.

One of them told him about investigating
a barking dog complaint this morning in

Tujunga. That stuff.

Baby Driscoll should spring for crumb
cake.

As the officer was trying to locate the
barking dog, he found a garage that had

a lot more in it than just a car and
garden.

30 pistols, hand grenades, rifles, some
automatic weapons. They're still

counting it all.

Bossy. Have you heard the picture? You
bet.

What's up?

The cops found a cache of arms at
Tujunga this morning.

This address.

What's happening this morning?

They're still taking inventory. The
story's warm. Round up Animal and go

him. Okay.

Jeez, hand grenades in Tujunga. Maybe
Tujunga's planning on attacking Burbank.

Maybe they want us to cede from the
Union.

Maybe you should go ask them.

Right.

You guys go to McKenna's later.

I was going to go home and wash my hair
this evening, but I could be talked out

of it. Why don't we check out the party?

I guess we can go another day.

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

Hey, it's McPhee.

Hey.

Do you have any theories on what the
arms are going to be used for?

Other than for some people to shoot some
other people, no.

Have you arrested the owners of the
house?

One owner.

Yeah? Nana Papagiorgio.

About 80 years old.

Most of the legal things she's ever done
is have a dog that barks.

You sure?

Officially, I'm not. We'll investigate
her like crazy and probably spend...

Two months on it.

But she was as surprised as we were to
find that cash arms in her garage.

She rented it out to a nice -looking
young man.

Name?

Bob.

Bob. Very good.

Bob always paid in cash.

Left it in a white envelope in her
mailbox.

She only saw him once.

She never did see him come or go.

Did she check him out at first? Did he
give any references?

That he was polite to her.

I heard there were some automatic
weapons in here.

That's right.

There were 11 automatic rifles taken
from a gun shop in Glendale last night.

connection? Yeah, you were looking at
six of them.

Six from Glendale? Right.

So it ties up.

To what?

I don't know.

Well, when you know, you tell me.

Pictures are okay.

Be my guest.

Have you seen one of these?

No, what is it?

English.

Meaning? Meaning anything.

When you're dealing on the international
arms market, it's totally open. You've

seen Russian arms, Chinese arms, French.

This one little weapon here can fire 2
,000 rounds a minute.

Now tell me Maggie McKinnon isn't a hero
thing, Matt.

Yeah, it's a good party.

Theo Monaghan.

Who's that?

It's Art Donovan. Donovan, you from
Boston?

No. Are you in the exercise equipment
business? No, newspapers.

Donovan, I don't know you.

Oh, now I... You know, I get a little
mist in the eyes.

Yeah, it's kind of smoky in here.

You from Ireland?

My granddaddy was.

You know, there are more Irish outside
of Ireland than inside. You know that,

don't you?

Well... How would I ought to be doing?

What we ought to be doing, I don't know.

Just go back there and give them a
little help with their struggles.

Which struggles?

To kick the Brits out of the North, to
unite the country.

I think it's a little more complicated
than that.

Complicated?

What's complicated about torture?

What's complicated about the English
offering Catholic babies to keep the

population in their favor? There have
been reports of abuses by the British

truth, but I haven't heard anything
about killing babies.

We've got to fight them.

Because force is the only thing some
people know.

Who's been talking to you?

Oh, you're a darling person, Maggie.
Darling.

Don't listen to that Theo Monaghan. He's
a bag of wind. Maggie, nice party.

Yeah, the best you've been to in some
time.

Boy, let me introduce you here to the
real thing.

This is Francie Fitzgerald, a colleague
of yours.

It's Lou Grant and Art Dunham. How are
you? Nice to meet you. What paper are

with? Well, at the moment, I'm
freelancing.

I'm over here taking a look at your
electoral system to make sense of it for

folks back home. Does it make sense to
them?

Only when an Irishman wins.

Then they have no trouble figuring it
out at all.

There's a bootable. Now, let's get it.

After you, lad.

You're out of Dublin?

That's right.

Then you must know Seamus Quinn of the
Irish Times.

Sure. We're a small community of
journalists in a tiny country.

How's he doing?

Fair enough the last time I saw him.

Lou, I brought Francie over to embarrass
you.

Maggie, what are you plotting now?

Just tell me this, Lou.

The thing is how you're such a big man
and all over the Tribune.

How come you can't give more attention
to the cause of United Ireland?

It's not my job to write the editorials.
I only cover the news.

Of course, of course.

Peggy doesn't understand that a
journalist has to call it the way he

I'm sure you're doing a fine job.

Lou and I just cover the local news
anyway, so unless you're talking about

uniting Ireland with Santa Monica, it's
really not in our area.

That's right.

There's certainly no fun sitting around
here while you're all agreeing with each

other. Hey, Mitch.

Excuse me.

So, uh, I wonder if you boys could
direct me to a cheap hotel in this town.

If you want cheap and good, good luck.

I want cheap and cheap.

Wait a minute.

Seamus Quinn doesn't write for the
Times. He works for the Herald.

That's the same fella.

I recall now, before he worked for the
Herald, he worked over at the Times.

And before he worked for the Times, he
worked over at the Standard.

And before that, he worked for his
mother in our laundry.

And before that, he was a drunken,
stinking, lousy good -for -nothing,

the way he's going to end up, too.

Ah, but he's a lovely writer.

A lovely writer.

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

Any friend of Maggie's is a friend of
mine.

Anyway, I couldn't let you go in that
flea bag you picked up.

Thanks very much. This is very nice of
you.

You're welcome. Why are you whispering?

So it's not the wake of the missus and
the kiddies.

The missus and I split a few years ago,
and the kiddies have kiddies.

What about you?

I'm married.

A couple of children, a boy and a girl,
aged eight and ten.

Doblin? Yes.

Have you been over there?

A while ago.

Well, if you do now, you be sure and
look us up.

There's that book you've been meaning to
write.

Remember that artists don't pay any
income tax over there.

Tell me, Francie.

You see things getting any better over
there?

Well, I see the economy getting better,
but with the foreign investment lately.

And I think a lot of people are getting
better jobs.

More jobs?

Yeah, more jobs.

What about the violence?

Well, there's still a little injustice
up there in the north, you know.

Even with the improvement in the
economy, there's not getting the jobs of

people who need them the most.

So I'm afraid you're not looking at an
early end to the troubles.

That's too bad.

That's a terrible shame.

You think it'll be warm enough?

No, if I'm not, I'll just burn the
coffee table there.

The bathrooms are there.

Good night. Good night. Thanks again.

of alcohol, tobacco, and firearms.

May we come in?

Come in.

We've been led to believe that a man
named Francis Fitzgerald is staying with

you.

That's right. He's here.

He's sleeping right on the couch.

How about in the other room?

Well, he's not in the bedroom or the
bathroom.

Nothing back here. How about the
backyard?

Zip. Am I in your way, or should I get
out so you can make yourself some

breakfast? We're looking for Fitzgerald
for questioning.

You have no idea when he left?

No.

What's your connection with him?

I met him at a party last night. He
didn't have a place to stay, so I told

he could bunk out here.

What did he say he was in Los Angeles
for?

He's writing a story. He's a journalist.

Journalist? From Dublin.

He's used that cover before.

He was introduced to me as an Irish
journalist.

Well, the Irish part is true. Sir, it
would help us if you would check your

wallet. My wallet? Yes, sir.

Credit cards?

All here.

Wait a minute.

What is it?

My driver's license is gone.

So is my Social Security card.

What?

Fitzgerald, or somebody, can use that ID
to get a birth certificate and a

passport.

Why? Who is Fitzgerald?

We believe he's a member of the O 'Neill
wing of the IRA.

That he's here buying guns and smuggling
them to Ireland.

You didn't do so bad last night.

That's nice.

You might give me a little smile, Lou.

Thought you could hold your whiskey
better than that.

The journalist you introduced me to last
night?

It's Gerald. It's Gerald. Isn't he a
lovely guy?

He's a lovely guy.

He's also a gun runner.

He sold my driver's license and my
social security card.

Francie? Oh, that little devil.

A member of a militant wing.

Well, what if he is?

If he is, then he's a murdering thug.

Say you.

Did you happen to read about Lord
Mountbatten being killed? Or the few

other bombings and shootings that have
happened in the last couple of years?

you happen to notice who took credit for
those acts of heroism? Did you happen

to notice the cause they were fighting
for?

Federal agents were in my house this
morning. We're not talking about justice

their cause. Maybe we should be. Maybe
you should be, Donovan.

Don't try to snow me with Irish
chauvinism.

Where did your grandfather come from?

County Donegal, but that is not the
issue. Exactly the issue. First of all,

was born in America.

And you don't care anymore about the old
country? I care. I think the whole

world would like to see peace in Ireland
and an end to the troubles.

If you want an end to the troubles, then
kick the British out.

Hold it, hold it.

You two can't get along here.

Look, maybe the British shouldn't be
there, but how do they just step out?

by getting on the nearest boat.

And then what? Hey, come on. Just let
the Protestants have a taste of what

they've been dishing out.

Hey, hey, hey.

You just told me on an interesting
story.

It's called Ireland.

I'll pack my bag.

No need. It's a metro story.

Ireland's metro?

Rossi has been covering some burglaries
of guns.

I can't prove anything yet, but I think
IRA people might have been behind some

of it. I may never prove it.

Unless we put it with another story,
like identity card thefts.

Some people are stealing driver's
licenses, for example, which apparently

can use to get phony birth certificates
and therefore phony passports. Maybe

that does tie up. You want me to talk to
some of the theft victims?

You are.

My driver's license and social security
card was stolen by a guy I met at Maggie

McKenna's party.

Francie Fitzgerald.

So we do have a local story about the
way people in Southern California are

supporting the IRA.

Yep. I think we need the point of view
of some prominent Irish Americans for

this. Billy, you work on that.

You could serve with Kerry Doherty. He's
in town.

Good idea.

Practically won a seat in Congress on
the platform of Blardy.

I'll see if I can get a hold of him this
afternoon.

There are a couple of ladies from the
Irish peace movement in the area. See if

you can get to them.

Okay. What do you want me to do?

I want to concentrate on one thing.
Finding Francis Fitzgerald.

He's only part of this story.

I know.

I want to find the guy who took my
driver's license.

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

Morning,

Maggie. Hey, the top of the morning to
you, as they say.

What is it, the new short cut?

Are you sneaking in the back with your
office for a reason?

No, actually, I was coming around to
your place. I knew the front entrance

be closed. Oh, Lou, I'm sorry. We don't
make breakfast, even for you.

For 23 years, I made breakfast every
morning for the mister. May he rest in

peace. And the day he died, Lou, I
stopped.

It's not a meal I prepare, even for
myself.

I don't want any breakfast.

Well, now, you're not the sort of man to
start drinking at the crack of dawn.

I'm looking for Francie Fitzgerald.

Oh, that's easy.

It is.

The last time I saw him, the two of you
were walking off arm in arm, making up

tales about your exploits in the good
old days of the newspaper.

Do you know where he is now?

I know. I don't.

I want to talk to him.

Well, if Francie Fitzgerald doesn't want
his whereabouts known, you best just

forget it.

That boy moves like a whisper wind.

Yeah, well, I want you to put out the
word.

It'll get to him. Just tell him I want
his story.

Oh, too late. I don't know.

You can do that for me, can't you?

Lou, I like you. You know that.

These boys are playing this for real.

Some of them are violent men.

Will you put out the word for me,
Maggie?

Will I get my reward in heaven?

I can't promise you that.

But you may get a kiss on the cheek on
her.

I'm very glad to see you doing this
article, Miss Newman.

When you look at the size of that tiny
island and then look at what it's given

the world, it's just a literature alone.

The article is not about the Irish
accomplishment, Congressman.

No, but when you talk about Ireland, it
doesn't hurt to be mindful of that

contribution. Well, the story is less
about Ireland than it is about the

in the United States who are helping to
send arms over there. Why are you coming

to me?

You have a number of constituents who
are Irish -Americans.

Sure. In fact, outside of your political
district, you're well known as the kind

of Irish -American leader.

Well, somewhat known.

You could use your position and your
influence to make a strong condemnation

the people who send arms to Ireland, yet
you have chosen not to. I've made it

clear I feel Irish politics are an
internal affair of Ireland.

Are you aware that large sums of money
are being raised in the United States

Irish relief, but are being used instead
to purchase weapons for the IRA?

I've heard that. I'm not directly aware
of it.

Do you think that you might lose support
in this country if you made a strong

stand against something which some
people consider to be an act of Irish

patriotism? In these questions, moral
leadership, not political support, is

issue. Some of our leading Irish
Americans, Ted Kennedy, Hugh Carey, Tip

'Neill, have publicly opposed the people
who have raised money to send arms to

Ireland. Yes, I know that.

Would you like to take this opportunity
now to make a statement condemning the

gun runners?

I would like to make a statement, and I
would like to make my position clear.

I am, first of all, an American.

I'm also proud of my Irish heritage.

I share that pride with others of the
same heritage.

I also have a deep and abiding faith in
the future of Ireland and of the Irish

people.

That's it.

I think I've said it all.

Great Irishman.

Great American.

Great Irish -American.

Congressman Terry Lord.

Morning,

love. Box 664.

Here, let me sign that for you.

Now, what are those black clouds doing
dark in such a pretty face on such a

morning? Bank is moving.

It's moving.

Miss Grant, all the safe deposit box
owners were notified to remove the

of their box.

You're the last.

Ah, well, last but not least, right,
love?

Almost, you know.

Everybody else was out weeks ago.

They're about to break into your box.

Now, would that have been a nice thing
to do, huh?

Wouldn't have had much choice, would we?

Well, here I am.

Can I have your key?

Shut the door.

I think the story on the whales is a
good one.

Especially if we can personalize it and
get some art on it. You know that whale

they turned loose last year, Sparky?
Could return in a couple of weeks. I say

wait until then, send the animal out in
the boat and get some shots of this

fluke.

What are you talking about?

The whale story. Your mamma said you
want to see him about the whales.

That was just to get you in here.

Charlie, you don't have to make up
stories to get to see me. I like you.

I didn't want Lou to know.

Oh, this is about Lou. Yeah, it's about
Lou and this Irish thing.

He put the word out on the street that
he wants to meet up with this gun runner

that stole his driver's license.

I know.

Do you think he's getting a little
carried away with this? Do you think

he's in any danger?

Yeah, I think he's probably getting a
little obsessed, and I have no idea

whether he's in any danger.

Well, do you think these Irish
gunrunners are going to give him any

I have no way of knowing. I don't happen
to know any Irish gunrunners. As a

matter of fact, just because my name is
Donovan does not make me the staff

expert on the Irish problem.

All right, I didn't say that.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get you
Irish up.

I didn't mean that either.

It's all right, Charlie.

I'll tell the lads not to work Lou Grant
over too hard when they catch up with

him.

Now, what happened?

The bank got a court order to open a
safe deposit box.

Well, they're fine.

There are a couple of small guns in
there.

Also, a British passport. I don't think
this is the correct name, but the

picture's familiar.

We hit the lucky brother.

It's so warm.

This is winter for us.

Well, I think my equipment's ready.

Shall we start with some background?

Yes. Oh, no.

Take it.

All right.

We're both from Belfast.

I'm a Protestant and Fiona's Catholic.

I guess I should have brought my
catcher's mask.

I know you're only making a joke, but
that is what people think, isn't it?

he can't possibly get along, that it's
hopeless.

What makes you think that it isn't
hopeless?

Because it can't be.

Both our families have been involved in
the struggles for three generations.

We were raised to hate.

And we did.

When you say hate, do you mean... I
mean, my son was killed in a night raid.

He was walking home from a movie with
his daddy.

And what I felt...

was deep and cold and bitter hate.

What changed that?

The address.

I was hanging up the laundry about this
time last year.

My little Sean was playing in the yard
when some fanatic threw a petrol bomb at

someone or other walking down our
street.

A piece of metal came this close to my
Bobby's head.

So I picked up my son.

And I dropped him off at my sister's.

And I walked across the barricade and up
to the first lady I saw, and I said,

I'm from the other side, and this has
got to stop.

That was Fiona.

And I said, you're right.

And we started telling other people.

And now we're here, trying to tell
people.

You know, the deaths from the fighting
in Ulster, in terms of percentage of the

population in Ireland, would be
equivalent to the United States

250 ,000. That's a quarter of a million
men.

That's five times the number that were
killed in the Vietnam War.

And you're asking for a ceasefire now.

Don't you think that the Irish should
solve the Irish problem?

What are you doing in America?

Well, we've come to bring our message to
the American people.

Do you think that the United States
government or the American people could

bring peace to Ireland?

No.

But they can stop contributing to the
war.

The rifles and the bombs that maim and
kill the little children in Ireland,

come from here.

At least the groceries won't get
whiplash.

I've been waiting for you.

You've been waiting for me?

Like to take a little ride?

Sorry, pal, but I don't want the fish
sticks to thaw.

I thought you wanted to see Francie.

It's a cool night.

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

There's nothing here. Why are we
stopping?

Because there's nothing here.

What's frantic?

We heard on the street you were
interested in hearing the freedom

I have a feeling you want to tell me.

Only because the press is always
distorting our point of view.

Go off, isn't it?

Set off a bomb in a London theater and
people tend to take a dim view of it.

Don't take actions like the bombings in
England because we like it.

We use force because it's the only thing
the oppressor understands.

What about negotiating?

Well, we came close in 1916.

We could have had a united Ireland then.

But they negotiated the country right
out from under us.

We ended up without six counties in the
north.

We could talk for a thousand years.

The only way we ever got anything is
with fighting.

One of my reporters...

Talked to a pair of Irish women touring
the U .S.

and calling for an end to the fighting.

It's all very well for a couple of
little ladies to travel about asking for

ceasefire.

But they don't understand.

The only reason anybody pays any
attention at all is because we're out

we're a threat.

Most Irish people don't approve of your
methods?

They will when we win.

We couldn't do what we do without the
support of the ordinary Irish worker or

farmer. Or the Americans who send you
money to buy arms.

The Protestants get their guns easier
than we do.

Or we'll take help from anyone who'll
give it.

How about the PLO?

Haven't they trained some of your
troops?

Pressed people have got to stick
together.

You said I was going to see Francie
Fitzgerald tonight.

Everybody's looking for Francie.

He's been a very careless lad, and he
hasn't been straight with us.

So where is he?

He's still in Los Angeles.

But his usefulness to our struggle is
over.

Evening, Lou. Good evening, Francie. I
thought I might stop by for a bit.

Come in.

Well, I can see the old place hasn't
changed much.

I was just fixing dinner.

Would you like to have something?

A bowl of soup, a cup of tea, my
passport?

You're a hard man not to like, Lou.

You like me so much you want to keep my
driver's license and my social security

card as mementos. I feel terrible about
that. Truly, I do.

I'm sure.

God's honest truth, Lou.

I regret it deeply.

No, it was a sinful thing.

And that's why I came here tonight.

To return your possessions to you.

You know, you were a friend.

I turned you into an enemy.

And like my old Irish grandmother used
to say, it's terrible to have a thousand

enemies, but it's worse to have a
thousand than one.

I think that's a thousand and three.

I met a couple of your ex -friends.

You're on their hit list.

And as you know, those guys like to play
with God.

Poor bloody fool.

That's the trouble with this whole damn
organization.

That's the trouble with the whole
blessed country.

The one thing we're good at is shooting
each other to pieces.

You don't seem exactly surprised.

It's been coming on.

I wanted to resign.

I wanted out.

I didn't agree with the random violence.

Making a big splash, making a big noise.

Leaving people dead.

Just to let the world know we're still
alive.

But they'd have thought I was a coward.

Or a traitor.

And a few other unsavory things besides.

You see?

Nobody resigns.

Do they suspect how you feel?

I told them they were full of muck.

You know?

But I decided to stay on and work for
the cause anyway.

Like an idiot.

We're a fine, mad race, Lou.

But nothing in God's earth is going to
change that.

What do you do now?

Well, I won't show up for the next
meeting unless I have the 5th Marines as

backup.

I'm going to have to take it on the run.

Thanks for the dinner, Lou.

You're welcome.

I'm afraid this does change things a
bit. I'm going to have to ask you for

another favor.

I'm a terrible guest.

I know that.

But I'm going to have to have all the
cash I have in your pocket.

Hey, be careful, lads. It's only a game.

In 1977, a member of the IRA killed in a
bomb blast.

The group blamed the British, but inside
sources said he was executed by the O

'Neill wing for a breach of discipline.

Last year, a lieutenant in the IRA who
publicly supported negotiations with the

Protestants shut down in front of his
house.

So the threat against Fitzgerald is
real.

In 75 and 76, the IRA was foundering.
Then it was reorganized.

Smaller cells, closer security, tougher
discipline.

They made mutual assistance deals with
the PLO and the Libyan government.

None of which these guys deny, by the
way.

No kidding.

So what was Fitzgerald's crime?

Getting known. Letting the feds get on
his tail.

The bank deposit thing, letting himself
get traced to your house.

I think now we've got to talk to
Fitzgerald.

He's slippery.

Hard to catch up with Lex to vanish in
the fog.

Sounds like you better be able to.

on this, so I thought you'd be
interested.

What happened here? A bomb. It totaled
that car.

From what we've been able to put
together, the car was recently purchased

a different name by one of the guys
involved in this gun running thing. He

the night in the room in that house.

Do you have a name on him?

Francis John Fitzgerald.

Oh.

What?

We knew they were gunning for him, and I
was trying to track him down.

Poor guy.

He wasn't the victim.

We don't know where Fitzgerald is.

Then who?

Little kid who was chasing his ball in
the street.

I just heard the news.

Poor Francis Fitzgerald got blown to
eternity this morning in his car.

Give me a stump.

Theo, tell me that's not true.

It's not true.

I just heard it.

Francis' car was blown up, but he wasn't
in it.

Maybe you should tell the rest, Rossi.

Little kid on the street was killed in
the blast.

It's a sorry world sometimes.

This war has cost us dearly.

It isn't the world, and it isn't your
war.

This was a kid 6 ,000 miles from
Ireland.

The innocent.

are always the ones to suffer.

Shut up, Theo.

A child has been killed.

That's the saddest thing I can think of.

Amen.

He was the man who assassinated
President Kennedy. Or was he?

Tonight, on an all -new biography,
explore the theory that Lee Harvey

part of a conspiracy involving the CIA
and even the mafia.

Now, a trigger -happy cop has to fight a
dangerous drug ring on Police Story,

next on A &E.