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Hello, I'm calling from the trip. I'd
like to confirm a call. How much money

involved? Was it over a thousand
dollars?

Was it over ten thousand dollars?

Thank you.

Have you got that book I loaned you?

It's home, Harris. I haven't been able
to read it yet. Can you give me a week?

I don't have a week. I'm leaving.

Oh, Harris, you've been leaving for
three years.

Sitting in a smoggy heat on the Ventura
Freeway for an hour and a half was the

final straw.

I just turned in my resignation.

I'm going to where the air is cool and
clean and you don't have to lock your

doors at night.

I didn't know they had a paper in
Antarctica.

Where are you going?

Oregon.

It's gone?

I never should have left.

I need 500 words on this by four.

dead pursuit?

Stuff like that yesterday in Venice.

Ah, yes.

The human passion.

It's amazing to think that stuff like
this goes on right in our own backyard.

It's a whole different world down there.

Yeah. Mars.

What's this weird thing on wheels?

It's a skater in a foil warm -up suit.

Was there some kind of festival going on
down there? No. Just a normal, abnormal

Sunday.

Those guys look pretty rough.

That's a gang called the Venice Knights.

You can't tell in that print, but their
jackets are pink satin.

I'll bet nobody makes fun of them.
Nobody that's still alive.

What's this?

Drowning. I was there when they pulled
her out. I offered art, but the desk

didn't want it.

Sure is pretty.

What?

Yeah, City Newswire had a follow -up
story today.

The corner said she was full of pills.

Pills?

You mean it wasn't an accidental
drowning?

Looks like a suicide.

Do you carry on the story?

No, it's against policy.

Unless it's somebody famous.

Or unless they do it in a clever way,
like shooting themselves from across the

room.

That's impossible, isn't it?

That's why I do news.

You better take a look at this. I'm
busy. What is it? Just look at it.

Tell me what it is.

It's a salary list of everybody who
works here.

That's confidential. What are you doing
with it? I found it. Where?

On the copying machine.

Is this the original?

Looks like it.

I'm going to burn this. It's dynamite.

Okay. But whoever used the machine last
made copies. The counter was set at 50.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to give this to Charlie.

This is an administrative way, not
editorial.

He's out.

I wouldn't mention this to anyone.

Let this be our little secret.

You, me, and 50 other people.

Need some help, kid?

No, thanks, Rossi. I can manage.

Oh, okay.

It's funny, isn't it?

What?

Things you take for granted when you're
healthy, when you've got two good hands.

Like typing. I mean, you were always
such a great typist. Look at you now.

Everyday things, too. I saw you trying
to tie your shoe the other day with one

hand. You just look so goony.

That's why they invented a loafer for us
one -armed guys.

Are you sorry, me?

It's your arm, isn't it?

Makes you kind of tasty.

I understand.

Listen, I'll take you to lunch.

I'll cut your meat for you.

Hey, hey, wait a minute.

Whoa, boy, whoa, boy. Hey, hey.

Hey, Hooch, come back here.

Hey, boy. Come on, boy. Come on. Come
back.

Now I got you. Now I got you.

Okay, baby.

I'm sorry. Come back in a few days.

Where'd you get that dog? Isn't that
Leslie's dog? I guess it must be. I

the gate, and she got out. He?

Are you a friend of Leslie's? No, I'm
Dennis Price from Tribune.

John Becker, are you doing a story or
something?

No, no story. I was just down on the
beach when it happened, and I'm trying

get it clear in my mind.

All right.

Come on in.

Had quite a run for yourself, huh, pup?

Better get you some water.

What's his name?

Oh, he doesn't have one.

Leslie found him. He was just as great.
She didn't think it was right to name a

dog and then just give him away in the
end.

You are sweet, aren't you?

Well, yes.

But, uh, she never got around.

I can understand it. He's a real cutie.

How long did she work for you?

What? Oh, about three years.

I ended up making her a partner.

Really good worker.

I'm not going to be the same around
here.

Yeah.

You're kind of a watchdog, are you,
anyway, huh?

First chance you get, you run away, huh?

Hey, I'll take him back.

Oh, no, that's right. I'll probably end
up with him anyway.

Leslie always thought I should have a
dog.

What was she like? She was a super kid.

Yeah, I had a feeling.

Oh, how?

I don't know. I liked her house. It
looked like a nice person lived there.

the outside, I couldn't tell what the
inside looked like.

Listen, I'm walking up that way if you'd
like to see it, unless you're too busy.

Oh, no, I have to go that way anyway.
I'd like to go. Let me just see where I

can find those keys.

Does she have any folks?

Yeah. Yeah, she had a sister and a
father who live in Chicago.

Lying out tonight, I had to call him.

Not an easy thing to do.

Her sister took it very, very hard.

She was the one who broke it to her dad.

I guess you knew her about as well as
anybody.

Yeah, I guess I did.

Do you know any reason why she'd want to
die?

Mr. Price, that girl had everything to
live for.

I don't know why.

I just don't know.

Yeah.

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

This list gets around, there's going to
be a revolution out there.

Why would you pay a Rosenthal more than
Burroughs?

Because Rosenthal didn't want to leave
the post and we needed him.

Burroughs' wife was anxious to move out
here and I knew it.

Some of these salaries are unbelievable.

You know Lewis isn't worth that much.

Well, we all have to live with our
mistakes. He was a good reporter when he

in San Francisco.

You know what I don't understand?

What if this information is on one piece
of paper?

I thought the salaries were in a
computer bank.

They are.

If somebody had to deliberately compile
this list, somebody up to no good.

Why else would he make 50 copies?

Could be we're worrying about nothing.

The whole day's gone by.

No, we haven't heard a thing.

Until now.

Huh?

His copy of the list and a note.

Hume, do you think the staff will find
this as interesting as I do? Maybe

like to know what an unequal opportunity
employer the Trib really is. On the

other hand, I'm open to negotiation.

We'll be in touch.

Sincerely, an interested party.

No name or return address.

Postmark L .A.

Well, at least we know it's not one of
our reporters.

We do?

Sure.

No spelling mistakes.

You know, it's a shame they're tearing
so much down.

Without all these old places, it
wouldn't be Venice.

You sound just like Leslie.

She used to have a fit every time she'd
sell something to somebody, and then

they'd tear it down for a condominium. I
don't blame her. It's dad.

That's progress, huh?

You know, Leslie was so afraid they were
going to turn this whole area into

another marina, she started collecting
pictures of the old place.

Of Venice?

Yeah, of Venice.

Yeah, and she started taking some of
them herself.

I'll show you her wall.

Her wall?

Yeah, a whole wall of old photographs.

Pretty good photographer.

Well, at least I think so.

Oh, nice.

This was considered a teardown before
she bought it. She did most of this work

herself. Stripped all the floors.

Replaced most of the woodwork.

Painted it.

Come on, Dole.

We can get you a biscuit.

Maybe you know somebody who'd like to
buy this place. It'll probably go for

around three.

Three what?

Three hundred.

Thousand? That's what they're getting.

Hey, some of these old pictures are
terrific.

Who's the old guy?

Oh, that's Abbott Kinney, the man who
developed Venice.

His dream was to build a resort that
looked just like the original Venice.

He really believed he could do that. Oh,
he was well on his way.

And then they discovered oil.

People started trampling all over each
other to drill for it.

So much for the artistic village by the
sea.

Unless they take these?

Yeah. They're good.

She had a good eye.

I wish you could have told her that. She
never believed me.

I told her she should enter some of
these in those amateur contests. Did she

ever do it?

She didn't think they were good enough.

She was one of those people who's never
satisfied with what they do.

She'd point to the wall where she'd drip
some paint or on the floor where the

stain didn't match.

I can't see it.

Nobody could.

Oh, except her.

No, no, not.

Who is this, please?

Oh, Mr. Horne.

This is John Becker, Miss Ellison's
associate.

Mr. Horne, Leslie passed away over the
weekend.

Yes, yes, it was quite sudden.

I see. Well, why don't you give me a
call down at the office tomorrow?

I'm sure I can find that information on
her desk.

Yes, Mr. Horne, I know the listing.

Yes, we all are.

All right, call me tomorrow.

Goodbye, Mr. Ryan.

I better get back to the office and make
some calls.

I guess she never had a chance to get
these developed.

I could do it at work.

Oh, I'd be okay. I'm sure her father
would appreciate it.

That was her first catch.

Not very big.

Well, she said take the picture real
quick and then she threw the fish right

back.

She sure was pretty.

Oh, I think I'm going to put that dog
out in the backyard and then come back

feed him supper later. Excuse me.

Gentlemen,

what can you tell me about this?

We got the same letter.

Not exactly. He's asking for $1 ,000 in
this one.

He said he'd keep in touch.

What I want to know is who around here
would have access to this material, and

who could have made up this list? I
think then we'd have our blackmailer. I

answer half your question.

Which half?

Who made up the list half.

You can? Yes.

Who? Me.

You?

Our board of directors was alarmed about
escalating editorial salaries.

To put things into perspective, I had
that list compiled and copies made, but

hadn't even distributed them yet.

When was this?

Well, this morning.

Well, yesterday morning. I had the
copies made, and the machine on this

was broken. Julie used the one
downstairs.

Then whoever used the machine next found
a copy and decided to blackmail us.

There could be anybody.

Well, it's not going to work.

We're not paying whoever that is one
cent.

I agree with you on principle.

But if he or she releases this list, it
could cost us a lot more than $1 ,000.

If we pay him, there's no guarantee he
won't keep bleeding us.

I think we ought to call his bluff.

Or hers.

Well, we better be prepared for the
worst.

What is the worst?

Well, one thing.

Some of the women reporters aren't
making what men make for the same work.

I hope that isn't due to any
discrimination.

It's just that a lot of the women
started late when we made our

action push, and it's taken them a bit
longer to catch up in terms of salary.

Well, they still understand that, won't
they?

Would you?

Hello? Hello.

Listen, you remember those blobs you
made up of my grandson?

Sure, something wrong with him. No, no,
no, no. I want some more.

Why'd you take those?

Um, I didn't. That girl who drowned down
at Venice Beach took them.

How'd you get a hold of them?

I asked for them.

Why?

I just have this feeling she didn't kill
herself.

You think somebody else did?

I don't know. It seems to me if you're
going to kill yourself, you either take

pills or you drown yourself. You don't
do both.

Now here, look at this.

Tell me that guy doesn't look like he
could kill somebody.

You think maybe he forced some pills
down her throat and made her go

I don't know what I think.

Animal.

If there was a reason to suspect
anything other than suicide, the coroner

have come up with it.

Come on.

Let it go.

Why are you doing this?

I don't know.

It is a waste of time, isn't it?

If I were you, I'd just forget about it.

I will.

Don't hurry on the blowups.

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

No, thank you. Thank you, Mr. Becker,
no.

I just hope your minister friend keeps
the ceremony simple.

I mean, he didn't know her.

You should have somebody who knew her,
not a stranger.

This was home.

There's a minister there.

Knew her since she was three years old.

I don't know why she insisted on having
this here and the cremation. I don't

know. Dad, please, please.

There's nothing we can do about it, so
let's just try and make the best of it.

The best of it?

The best of my daughter's funeral?

Oh, Lord.

Somebody get some time.

Who are those people?

I guess those are people who knew her.

Anybody know any praise?

Leslie had a lot of friends.

I mean, everyone here liked her.
Everyone was jealous.

Dad, look, there's Carol. Carol and her
husband.

Carol who?

You remember Carol from back home? She
came out here several years ago to get

married.

Hi. I'm Becker.

This is Mr. Allison.

Excuse me.

Um, there's some people who are going to
stop by the house afterwards. Perhaps

you'd like to... Oh, I couldn't. I
didn't really know her.

Okay. I think we'd better go in.

I've got a great idea.

Good. We can use great ideas around
here.

Why don't you turn the tables on him?

On who?

Who? The guy who stole the salary list.

Salary list?

What salary list?

Come on, Lou. I'm a reporter. You can't
keep something like that from me. I'm

always on top of anything.

You guys talking about the guy who's
blackmailing Charlie with that list?

Anyway, here's my idea.

Why don't you publish the list before
the guy can do anything? Let it all come

out in the open. This way he has nothing
to collect on.

Well, what do you think?

Well, see, how would you like to find
out that somebody you work with, perhaps

somebody you don't think is as good as
you are, makes more than you do?

Couldn't be.

Donovan, how about I take you to lunch?

Yeah, I can't today, Royce. Billy's
taking me to lunch.

The Burroughs is buying me lunch
tomorrow.

I can get you in a week from Tuesday.

I thought I had Tuesday.

That's Tuesday for a drink.

I'd better take today. I'll buy you and
Billy lunch.

Please help yourself.

I know Leslie didn't call you as much as
you might have liked, but she thought

about you all the time. Thank you. It's
nice to hear.

It's hard to believe that we went out
for Chinese food in the movies just two

weeks ago.

Who was Leslie with?

Just us.

If she'd met a nice guy like you, Jim,
maybe... Um... Carol, I've got to get

back to the shop. Right. Okay.

Mr. Ellison, if there's anything we can
do before you go back, please go home.

Thank you.

Mr. Ellison, I just wanted to tell you
both how sorry I am.

Did you know Leslie well?

No, not well.

I've only gotten to know her recently. I
really wish I'd had a chance to know

her better.

Well, I just wanted to say how sorry I
am.

Oh, there are some sandwiches and coffee
if you'd care for any.

Oh, excuse me then.

She took pictures of me.

I know. I saw them.

I'll miss her.

She always stopped by to see how I was
doing.

Do you have any idea why she'd want to
do what she did?

Oh, no.

She was happy.

Seems like just a little while ago, she
told me she was in love.

Did she ever mention with whom?

No, I don't think so.

Sometimes, you know, I don't remember so
good.

Do you think they'd mind if I took home
a sandwich?

I'm sure it's okay.

Excuse me.

Leslie wrote me about a month ago saying
that she had met somebody. I was just

wondering if maybe... No, it wasn't me.
I never really met her.

What?

Well, you see, I'm a photographer with
the Los Angeles Tribune. You're not here

to take pictures, are you?

No, no. I was on the beach last Sunday
when it happened. I just bumped into

people who kept telling me what a
wonderful girl she was. I can't figure

this happened. What happened is my
sister is dead, and that's all there is

it.

At 12 noon Wednesday, have Hume drive a
tan station wagon north on the Antelope

Valley Freeway.

Have him take the third Palmdale
turnoff.

to the freeway and take a right toward
Vasquez Rocks.

After driving at 40 miles per hour for
three minutes, Hume should toss out his

briefcase with the money in unmarked
bills. My new briefcase?

Marion just gave me that for my
birthday. That's a $200 briefcase.

Toss out his briefcase and continue
driving. Don't look back. Do not call

cops. I will know if you do. Failure to
comply with these instructions will

force me to release this hourly list.

There's no signature this time.

12 noon Wednesday. That's 35 minutes
from now.

Well, this was postmarked Sunday.

I'd never make it to Palmdale anyway.

We are not paying any ransom.

That procedure.

Driving at a certain speed and tossing
the ransom money out.

Where do I remember that from? Oh, yeah.

The, uh... That was the Fairbanks
extortion thing where they never caught

guy. Who covered that for us?

That was Ed Martin.

But it'd be a little tough to nail him
for this.

Why? Was he fired?

No, he's dead.

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

Come on, Donovan, tell me who it is.

You know, if I was the guy that stole
that...

I'd make a big show out of trying to
find out who was on it, just to throw

people off the track.

Come on, Donovan, you don't think it's
me.

Oh, it's somebody.

Could be you.

Could be her.

Could be me.

Let's stop and think. Who do we know
that needs $1 ,000 badly?

I do.

My car needs a new transmission.

Seriously. Adam just bought a new house.
I mean, a guy who'll scam, you can't

put anything past him.

Rossi, when you start that, you're going
to find a reason to suspect everybody.

You know, Burroughs has been complaining
a lot lately.

About his parking space, his
assignments, his hours, Charlie

vouchers. This is exactly what they
wanted us to do.

Get everybody's suspicions of everybody
else.

It's just poisonous, this whole thing.

Oh, I don't care what anybody else
makes.

I would like to be paid more, but if I
was that interested in money, I wouldn't

be a reporter.

That's good.

That's a healthy attitude.

Save you a lot of grief.

What is that supposed to mean?

I mean, it's good to keep in mind when
and if you find out you're not making

what some other people are making.

Meaning you.

Look, I've been a Metro longer. I've got
a lot more experience.

You've been a reporter long enough to
know that life isn't fair. Some people

naturally going to do better than
others.

Um, Denver omelets.

Did you hear that, Art? Would you please
set this guy straight?

Never ordered the Denver omelet.

Who says I knew her?

You were at the funeral.

Is that an expensive camera?

Kind of.

Gotta be careful in a neighborhood like
this.

Someone's liable to rip it off.

It's happened before.

There were some pictures of you that
Leslie took. It made me wonder.

Wonder what?

Wonder what they were about.

They're of you and your friend.

You thought we were coming down on
somebody?

That's what it looks like.

Listen, if I was really coming down on
somebody, I wouldn't let anybody take a

picture.

Leslie said, hey, Guillermo, look bad.

So I look bad.

For the pictures, man.

The pictures.

Do I look bad?

You and Leslie ever see each other
socially?

They were... Are you kidding?

Me and her.

Leslie was my friend.

She would always worry about me, about
all of us. She would always say, Hey,

Guillermo, be careful. Guillermo, stay
out of trouble.

Did you?

No. But she never listened to me either.

Listen, there was some guy she was going
with. You know who it was?

No.

Hey. You think somebody did this to
Leslie?

I don't know. I'm not sure.

Hey, listen.

What's your name?

Dennis. Dennis.

Listen, if you find anything out, you
let me know, okay?

Leslie was a good lady.

Yo.

Oh, by the way, that really is a nice
camera.

Mr. Allison, I'm sorry to bother you,
but I understand you're leaving

That's right.

I have something I'd like to give you.
Can I come in?

Yes, of course.

Please, won't you come in?

I developed some of the film Leslie shot
recently.

I thought you might want to... Thank
you.

Um, yes.

That was very nice of you.

Glad to do it.

Some of these are very strange.

Yes, I know. It raised some questions
for me about Leslie's mood recently.

You want some answers about Leslie's
death? Look out in the street. That's

the answers are.

Dad, take it easy.

Why should a nice kid like Leslie have
dangerous pills?

Why should she even want them?

It's these weirdos out here.

She should be home where she belongs.

Sir, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset
you.

Well, you did.

I'm going to go to bed.

Maybe I can finally get some sleep.

I'm sorry.

It's okay. He's been through a lot.

So have you.

Would you like to sit down?

Sure.

Maybe a cup of coffee?

No, thanks. That's okay.

Actually, it helped him to have someone
else to blame besides her. He can't

understand why she would do it.

Neither can I.

What do you know about her?

And why do you even care?

I know it sounds crazy, but everything I
found out about Leslie makes me like

her. I just can't figure this one out.

Look, I knew my sister better than
anyone.

I loved her and I'm going to miss her,
but her suicide wasn't that much of a

surprise to me.

It wasn't?

There's really no mystery here.

Leslie's problems started a long time
ago.

What kind of problems?

Our mother died when Leslie was only
eight years old.

She got hysterical.

She felt that mother really couldn't
have loved her if she left her like

I can understand that.

When we lost our mother, what Leslie
really needed was... She needed a lot of

love.

and comfort and understanding, but my
father isn't.

He couldn't give her that.

Later on, it was the same thing with
friends and then with men.

She was so afraid of being rejected that
she kept making it happen.

Maybe she just never met the right
person.

Whenever Leslie thought that she had
fallen in love with a man,

She used to call me constantly. It was
wonderful.

She'd be so happy, and so she'd tell me
all the little details, and then all of

a sudden she'd stop calling.

And I knew something had happened, and
so I'd call her, and sure enough,

she'd be crying, and she wasn't seeing
him anymore.

I guess this time was just the final
blow.

I was thinking of maybe giving that to
my

son.

It's a good one.

How old is he?

He's ten.

Oh, I'd save it for a couple of years.

Who's the most appealing girl in the
city room?

You are.

No, that's not why I asked.

Who is it that all of the single men and
two -thirds of the married men lust

after? Lust?

Heidi.

What if I told you that she asked
somebody out and he refused?

I wouldn't believe it.

Who?

Animal.

Maybe he's joined some new order of
celibate photographers.

Well, there's one good thing about it.

What?

He's driving Rossy nuts.

You're tired.

I'm okay.

They working you too hard?

Fine.

Animal? Yeah.

You still hung up on this girl who died?

I guess I got to share this with
somebody.

I developed these last night right out
of Alessa's camera.

The last picture she ever took.

Look at them. What do you think?

I don't know.

Family.

The elbows.

Everybody was happy.

Very natural.

Like they didn't know their pictures
were being taken. These were taken with

telephoto lens.

I can tell.

Why would she do that?

Probably didn't want them to know she
was photographing them.

Who's the guy?

Jim Bishop, her best friend's husband.

Nice looking fella.

I think Leslie was in love with him.

Oh?

See, her sister said she always fell for
the wrong guy.

Was she?

She hadn't done it.

Someday she might have met somebody
right for her.

Do you?

I didn't say that.

Look, I'm going to go by the sailing
school.

I want to talk to this guy, Bishop.

Only to satisfy my own curiosity.

And then what?

I don't know.

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here on A &E.

Hi, Billy. You seen Rossi?

Oh, hi, Frank. I thought you were in
Oregon.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

I had to have some coffee with Rossi
before I went. Try to get my book back.

He's at the courthouse. He should be
back soon. Oh, I can't wait. I still

some packing to do.

I'll tell him you dropped by.

Thanks. And look, give Hume a message
for me.

Tell him I hope he has a nice day.

What? He'll know what I mean.

Well, he's in his office. Why don't you
tell him to have a nice day yourself?

Just tell him before.

I thought he quit.

I allowed him to quit before I fired
him.

That was a nice gesture, Charlie.

What's everybody doing around the
bulletin board?

I think I know.

And if it's what I think it is, my
character's giving me a little gesture

own.

Now it's got started.

Want me to open the door?

Leave it closed.

Better break it down.

Go ahead and laugh.

I don't want to laugh.

Sure you do.

I do not.

I'm being mature.

It isn't fair.

Seems I heard somewhere that life isn't
fair.

Go ahead, rub it in.

Okay.

Is Billy making more money than Rossi?

Of course not.

But she's making the same.

Hey, Charlie.

Nobody broke your door down.

You're right.

Now I'm really worried.

For Pete's sake, why?

Maybe I'm paying them all too much.

Leslie had a knack with that camera, all
right.

Yeah, she did.

It's real nice of you to develop these.

I know Carol will appreciate it. That's
okay.

You know, I still can't figure out when
she took them.

We were obviously getting ready to take
the boat out, but... Wait a minute.

These were taken last Sunday.

They... Yeah.

That's what I figure.

The day she died.

Yeah, but Leslie wasn't with us.

She probably didn't want you to know she
was around. You see, these were taken

with a very long lens.

Listen, I know it's none of my business,
but, uh... Had you two just broken it

off?

Who?

You and Leslie.

What? Hey, there was nothing between
Leslie and me.

Is that right?

Listen, I'm not kidding. Leslie was my
wife's best friend. They went to school

together.

I'd say she was pretty interested in
somebody in those pictures, wouldn't

You're wrong.

Look, if I wanted to have an affair with
someone, it wouldn't be with my wife's

best friend.

Sometimes those things happen. Yeah,
well, it didn't happen here, Mr. Price.

Leslie was like part of our family up
until the last few weeks. We were really

close. What changed things?

I don't know.

A couple of days before she died, Leslie
and Carol had a falling out.

About what?

Carol wouldn't say.

Maybe that's why Leslie took these
pictures from a distance.

Does it make any sense to you?

No.

No, it doesn't.

Maybe there are some things that never
make sense.

Excuse me.

Mrs. Bishop. What?

My husband told me what you accused him
of.

I just want you to know how ridiculous
that is. Okay.

Do you believe me?

Yeah, sure.

I'm sorry. I've just been so confused by
all this.

It just seems so clear to me.

She was desperately in love with
someone. Someone she couldn't have.

Someone she didn't want to live without.

And when I put that together with the
fact that for the last week she seemed

be obsessed with taking pictures of Jim
and your family, it just seemed so

obvious.

She had to be in love with someone in
the picture.

I just had an incredible thought.

Don't think it.

I don't want you going around telling
people things about Leslie you don't

understand.

You're right.

I don't understand. I guess I just
really don't belong here.

I just... I wish I'd met her a long time
ago.

I'm sorry.

Wait a minute.

I don't know if this will help you
understand or not, but I think she was

up about a lot of things.

When time after time it didn't work out
with men, even men she didn't care that

much about, brought out this terrible
sense of inadequacy, this despair.

She jumped to the crazy conclusion that
I was the only person who cared for her.

She told me she was in love with me.

And when I told her she wasn't, that she
was just confused, she took it as a

final rejection.

She created an impossible situation.

She saw only one way out.

We just got the proofs for the Sunday
feature section.

You know, the Venice stuff you show.
Yeah.

Nice.

Thanks.

You find out why that girl killed
herself?

She hooked on to somebody she couldn't
have.

It was crazy.

Yeah.

Like some guy falling in love with a
dead girl.

You really have it bad, don't you?

Anything I can do?

Yeah.

Tell me why I'm not getting paid as much
as Cy Woods.

I'm glad you asked that, Animal.

But Charlie's the one to talk to.

Come on, let's go into his office.

He'll be waiting for you all day.

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