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Another one? What did you do? Buy me a
lima bean and gift wrap it ten times.

It's something you need, Carla.

Something you'll treasure forever.

Another Wonder Woman pencil sharpener
for my drafting table. Probably.

Oh, no.

Whoa! I love it! I love it!

A Minnie Mouse watch.

Every other art director in the city
will eat his heart out when he sees

Them and their Mickey Mouse watches,
right?

Oh, Alice, you are a sweetheart.

Look at that.

Her two little hands are sticking
straight down.

Like a watch.

Just like a watch. Or else she's
standing on her fingertips.

Well, I've got to go.

Oh, no, Alice, don't go.

Yeah, I promised my roommate I'd help
her make some pillows tonight. But it's

birthday. No.

Happy birthday again, love.

Thanks.

See you both in the morning. Okay,
Alice, take it easy.

Hey,

listen.

If you'd like to finish this off, why
don't I get a little champagne and we'll

take it to your place.

Finish the rest of that cake?

Don't be silly. I always freeze my old
birthday cake.

You want to come home and see my
collection of old birthday cakes?

Secretary works upstairs.

Alice Fisher. How bad?

She'll be lucky to make another Oscar.

Is this the real fruitcake or a cheap
imitation?

That's what you're waiting for, aren't
you? Why not?

You read about hijacking or kidnapping
in the papers and you get some yo -yo

with a two -watt bulb for a brain.

Oh, yeah. Good ideas you get from books.

Bad ideas you get in headlines.

Same old pipe, same old shotgun shell
explosive.

There's nothing there when you're
reading the papers.

Hey, any sign of brown paper?

I only got here two minutes before you.

Five bombs in four months and another
victim. When the hell are they going to

stop, Walton?

How about the pipe? Who makes it? And
the wire?

Electric cord, automotive, electronic,
what?

What about the motor cord, Jack?

What are you feeding into this equation?

Motive, pattern, whatever.

Hey, look, Walton.

If this is the real food cake for all I
know, he's blown up his victims picking

letters from his mother's name.

Adam, there isn't any. Then we've got no
way of catching him. Lieutenant, I'll

get the last two people and talk to Miss
Fisher.

Alex Lennon and Carla Elliott.

They work for an ad agency upstairs.

Hello, Miss Elliott, I'm... Oh, that's
right. She's my secretary. I'm with the

media master upstairs.

It's him, Lieutenant, isn't it?

The letter's been in the paper for
months. He just sticks a pin in the

book, and if you're it, that's it.

Well... Could be, Miss Elliott, or maybe
somebody wants her to look that way. I

can't believe anybody agrees to kill a
girl.

I can't believe it. You know, last month
we picked up a guy on the I .R .T.

to try to strangle a nurse on her way
home from work. And you want to know

He didn't like the shoes she was
wearing.

There's a reason for everything, no
matter how crazy.

Look, I like to go through suspicious
things, you know, telephone books,

dresses, through a desk.

You want to do that now?

Yeah.

You say she's only been your secretary
about four months, huh?

Right.

Well.

Obviously, you could have known her for
very long.

Yeah, that's true.

Carly here was my secretary for the last
three years, and then we promoted her

to art director, and Alice took her
place.

But, gosh, Alice came to us with
excellent references from her last job

in... St. Paul. St. Paul, right. I mean,
no problems, no angry ex -husbands,

anything like that. Lieutenant.

The hospital called and...

She didn't make it.

You're not going to catch this, are you,
Lieutenant?

He's just going to go on doing this the
rest of his life.

Well, if that's the case, Miss Elliot, I
intend to make that life as short as

possible. And that may come out cruel,
but... Look, do you mind if I take Miss

Elliot home now?

No, not at all. Any more questions,
we'll call you.

All right, thanks.

Okay.

Bring this stuff down and we'll go over
it.

Hello,

Kojak. It's Walden. I'm finding brown
confetti, Kojak.

Okay.

It was in a brown paper bag, just like
all the others.

Which only we know about, and him.

Okay, Crocker. First thing in the
morning, office to office.

As many men as we can spring. Every
elevator boy, every boy.

I don't care if it's president of the
company with the account executives.

Find out what they saw in this building.

Anything we can find for lead. Come on.

Alex? No, Mrs. Linden, this is Carla.

Is Alex back there yet?

No, Carla.

Alex is not back here yet.

And for all I know, he's still right
there, and this is just for my benefit.

Please, Mrs. Linton, don't put me
through that trip. Alice's death is more

I can handle right now.

And what about the trip you're taking me
on?

Look, it's 11 .30 at night, and I could
be sleeping or reading.

But no, I'm talking to my husband's
mistress and wondering what the two of

have done for the last three hours.

Mrs. Linton, I am not now, nor have I
ever been your husband's mistress.

I have been his secretary, I am one of
his art directors, and he's probably my

closest friend, but we've never had an
affair.

Never? Mrs. Linton, just tell Alex that
I telephoned Alice's parents and offered

them our condolences.

There was no sense putting him through
that.

How considerate.

You sound very spirited this evening,
Louise. Who's that?

Carla.

What does she want?

I want to talk about what I want.

Okay.

Let's talk about what you like to talk
about.

Let's see.

Well, we got a new vase here, right?

Where was the vase made, Finland?

Where did you buy it?

When did that girl get promoted?

Last month.

You didn't tell me, but then I'm hardly
your best friend, am I?

Best friend?

Louise, you... You're burning us both
out with these fantasies of yours.

Fantasies? That's right, fantasies. What
are you talking about, friendship?

It's not that easy to find friendship
again once you've had the fights you and

have. So I don't talk to you a lot of
times when I'd like to.

And what about Dr. Merrill?

No, I am not going to see your
psychiatrist crony friend from Princeton

you can get a weekly report on my inner
feelings.

Oh, no, no, Alex.

The only head around here that needs any
shrinking is yours.

Right, Louise.

You got it.

Personnel, please.

Hello? I called last week about Mr.
Linden's secretary.

Well, the Salas Fisher that got killed
yesterday, it doesn't say for sure in

paper whether she was the secretary or
not.

She was?

Thank you.

It's the pattern. That's why we got a
crack.

It's here somewhere, but we just can't
find it. What pattern?

A Marine recruiting station in Times
Square. Three weeks later, a welfare

in 14th.

So this guy, or his wife, is getting
beat out of some welfare check that he

thinks he should get.

He tries to elicit the Marines, they
turn him down. So he blows them both up.

He's a sore loser, Captain.

Okay. Now tie the rest in, I dare you.

Two clerks and a secretary wiped out in
a judge's chambers at the Court of

Domestic Relations.

A cut -rate furniture store in Chelsea.

There's not one name that cuts across
all of these.

There's no way of tying the men
together.

We've checked every possible record.

It was different yesterday, Frank.

A nice old secretary at an ad agency.

Her car specifically booby -trapped. Her
name on the parking space.

She was no innocent bystander.

He was after her, Frank, but why?

I've been going through these parking
lot stubs. Here's a list of five

with five numbers on them that were in
that garage yesterday for less than 15

minutes. Now, that attendant doesn't
mark any of the numbers down but the

three. We're going to get a list back
from that motor vehicle department about

10 feet long.

Good, Crocker, because the more time we
spend checking things out, the less time

we're going to spend driving ourselves
up the wall, wondering where and when

how and why. The next brown paper bag is
going to blow off somebody's head.

Good evening, Dr. Benton. Hello, Louise.

Seymour. We're running a little late.
Maybe we'd better get started without

Daniel. Hi, everybody.

Sorry I'm late.

Did you see us yesterday?

Oh, yeah.

I had a couple of busy days.

Hi, Neva.

Well, you look pretty tonight.

I didn't say that, Neva.

I didn't say you looked for trouble. I
said, well, you almost seem to need it.

Who you telling who needs what?

You running this group or something? Dr.
Benton is running this group.

That's what you've come here for, isn't
it? You feel important with us. You got

more money than us.

You shouldn't be getting this help for
next to nothing.

Oh, come on, Neva. Get off her back.
Now, she wants group therapy, not a

swing. She just doesn't want any of her
friends spotting her slipping out of no

psychiatrist's office.

Mrs. Holder, you don't have to get
sucked into her arguments, you know.

I was just making an observation.

Now, you know, every week it's a
different thing with you.

Last time it was your boyfriend.

This time it's your employer. I get
involved with different things.

Month after month you come in here
crying about the same dumb problem.

cares about me. My husband doesn't dig
me anymore.

I'm getting old.

Oh, come on. Stop it.

You know, I don't like all this fighting
amongst each other.

It makes me sick.

And I hate it. Danny, you're taking it
on. yourself. Well, why do they do that?

You all right?

Oh, come on, you guys.

You know, you start shouting and you
sound just like my family.

Tearing each other apart at slamming
doors.

We're supposed to be helping each other.
We're supposed to make things better

here. Please.

You know something?

Danny's right.

You know why you two pick on each other?

Because you are mad at someone else.

Now me.

I know why I'm mad.

Because the Mets lost the doubleheader
yesterday.

Neva, you were telling us about your new
job. Oh, who cares? She's on her own

trip over there. They're yakking about
baseball.

Oh, now, wait a minute, Neva. I care.

I got this job, see?

In this place in Long Island making
sandwiches and wrapping them for

and canteens.

Everybody helps himself, but nobody gets
caught for the meat.

He's gonna bust me feet in two devil
days.

Who is? Mr. Samuels. Not the old one,
but the son.

You know, he's about 20 years old.

Boy, but man, he is doing a Simon Legree
number you couldn't believe.

I'm on my last chance to shape up.

Baby, if I ship out of there...

I'm going to dump 50 pounds of egg salad
right down his honky shirt.

Neva, before you go that far, I'd like
some suggestions from the rest of the

group. When I'd like to have those
tomorrow night instead of Friday, I have

leave the city.

Any objections?

Right here. Then I'll see you tomorrow
night.

Okay.

Danny, little boy, tomorrow.

Two buck back.

You take the Mets, I take the Cubs.

Oh, come on, Seymour. You know I don't
like to bet against you. All right, then

you take the Cubs and I'll take the
Mets. Oh, okay.

Because I like to gamble. Here.

Good night.

Good night. Thank you, Danny.

Feeling any better tonight?

A little less angry, maybe?

Am I angry? Is that how it looks?

Helpless.

That's how it feels.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

Like when something's wrong or maybe you
need a couple of bucks.

Boy, you just can't make yourself ask
for help, can you?

I used to feel that way all the time.

That's where the group was a big, big
jump for me.

I don't feel I've gone anywhere.

Sure you have.

We all have Mrs. Linden.

Denny, my name is Holden. No.

You're Mrs.

Alex Linden.

I did some research.

Not just on you, on everybody.

What kind of research?

Well, if Dr. Benton says this is
strictly confidential, okay?

Okay.

Well, a couple of months ago after the
group, I saw you at that bar in the

Chinese restaurant on Broadway and I
followed you home. That's where I found

your real name.

You don't get home till late.

Oh, I'm sorry you're having it so rough.

I know everything.

I even know where your husband works.

Well, Danny, I hope you respect my
privacy.

What, are you kidding?

I respect everybody in the group.

Anyway, things will be getting easier
for you.

I mean, what with that awful thing that
happened to your husband's secretary

today.

The bomber.

Danny, why should that make things
easier for me?

Well, a couple of weeks ago, you told us
that she was the one that your husband

was having an affair with.

That she's the one that...

That was breaking you two up, breaking
up your home.

Yes, but Carla wasn't the girl that got
killed today.

It turned out she got promoted.

Oh, this girl was his new secretary.

Alice Fisher's not the one?

You do know everything, don't you?

No.

Carla Elliot is her name.

She's so...

Damned alive, I could wring her precious
neck.

Okay, come on, take it easy.

Things will work out, Mrs. Linden, the
way they're supposed to.

Everything's going to be fine.

It's just a little setback, that's all.

Mr. Costco.

Cracker.

Mr. Costco here is the elevator operator
at the head agency building.

He thinks we ought to check on Mr. Rod
Anderson.

Who's Anderson?

Anderson is a maintenance man. He was
fired a couple of weeks ago and he

threatened to get even. You know, a
maintenance man uses his hands.

Check it out. All right. Look, I got at
least 2 ,000 registrations from motor

vehicles, all with the three numbers on
those parking stubs.

These are all commercial vehicles?

Yeah, it was a commercial plate. I
pulled the ones registered in Manhattan,

about 200.

We know it wasn't a semi or a coal truck
or a tanker. Probably a panel. Maybe

even a station wagon.

See what that does to the list, okay?

Then call those businesses.

Find out where their trucks were during
the time indicated on the parking

ticket. Do it fast.

Right.

Hey!

Did you get the pipes threaded yet?

Huh? Did you get the pipes threaded yet?

I just got them cut, Mr. Morgan. I was
going to just start threading them.

I mean, drop them off at 14th, take a
right down second, and get Abelson's

paint, not them.

Oh, okay.

Hudson Hardware.

Can you talk a little louder?

Two days ago?

Hold on.

Danny?

Huh? Two days ago. Where were you
delivering it? 415 to 427.

I don't know.

Somewhere uptown.

You picked up the screenings at
Vernon's. Right.

He was at Vernon Hardware.

It's Lexington and 56th. You got the
wrong party for sure.

Zuckel, Danny Zuckel.

Right.

What was that all about?

It was the cops.

Some hit and run accident or something.

They got a couple of numbers off the
plates.

But according to them, it was way up in
Riverdale.

Are you coming with them pipes?

Oh, I... I'm getting to him right now,
Mr.

Morgan. Okay.

Okay.

Yes, this is Detective Crocker,
Manhattan South.

Do you have a commercial vehicle
registered to your business?

Well, I need to know where that vehicle
is. It's the police department.

At 4 .15 the day before yesterday, I had
some screens picked up by a delivery

truck from Hudson Hardware.

About 4 .15, yeah.

Oh, yeah?

Are you sure of that?

Okay. Yeah, we'll get back to you
tomorrow, Mr.

Burns, then.

Yeah, okay. Thanks a lot.

All right, Lieutenant.

Hudson Hardware tells me that his truck
was making a pickup at another hardware

store in Midtown around 4 .15.

Well, it turns out that the pickup
wasn't actually made until a little

Lieutenant. It's a minor point, but I
thought you ought to know about it. I'm

starving man, Stoveros. Throw me a
crumb. Midtown where?

Lexington and 56th.

That's about three blocks from the air
agency, right?

Yeah. I got the driver's name.

Zuko. Danny Zuko.

All right, call the employer at 635.
Now, maybe he's still there. Not try to

an address. I'll hold it for that. Okay.

Jones back to the wall.

It's off the wall.

Jones, a great play on the ball.

Here's the throw to the plate. It's
going to be close.

Perez is out.

He's out.

And the match went out.

I lose the buck for Watson.

Lieutenant, the hardware store isn't
answering.

Where?

Daniel Zuko, 629 West 49th Street.

In a phone book?

Amazing.

Crocker!

All right, piping, shotgun shells,
wiring, all in a hardware store.

I think we're onto something.

I want you to go to 629 West 49th Street
and talk to a Daniel Zuko. Go ahead.

629? Yeah, West 49th.

All right, a little champagne and chop
suey. That's a fantastic combination.

Chop suey? We got crab and black bean
sauce.

All righty, that's good. We got beef and
lotus root.

Chicken and mung bean noodle salad.

Mung beans.

They do it to me every time. Well, I
can't wait to see what the oyster sauce

does. Oh, that's a really ancient
reference.

Here.

What are you thinking?

I don't want to go home tonight.

I think you probably have to.

No.

All I have to do is decide to pay the
consequences.

Miss Elliott?

Yes?

Miss Carla Elliott?

Yes? We're having wiring problems in the
building. Do you mind if I come in and

check your baseboard outlet?

Are you kidding?

7 .30 at night, and you're going to take
outlet inventory.

Oh, well, if you're reading, I could
come back later. It won't take but a few

minutes anyway. No, if you're going to
crawl around the floor and count little

holes in the wall, come on in and get it
over with.

Come on in. Okay.

Who's that?

I don't know. It'll be gone in a minute.
There you go. Thank you.

You haven't got a warrant. You just want
to get me in some kind of trouble. Mrs.

Gower, a person may invite police
officers into an apartment or residence

that person has common right of entry,
which you do, Mrs. Gower.

You got any idea when he gets home where
he goes after work?

Not on Thursday, but on Wednesdays and
Fridays he's got some kind of a meeting,

8 o 'clock.

Sometimes after work he comes home,
falls asleep. I knock on his door for

7 .30. What kind of meeting?

Boy scout.

Who knows? He's a quiet guy, no trouble
at all.

Saperstein. Yeah. Call the lieutenant.
Tell him to get in touch with a Dr.

Benton at this hospital. I'm going down
to Hudson Hardware. Get the owner and go

through the place.

Stake yourself out here. If Zuko shows,
nail him. Okay, Bobby.

Danny first came here five months ago,
Lieutenant.

And the bombing started about a month
later. But he's getting better in the

group.

In the beginning, the arguments, the
violent emotions practically made him

out. The others laughed at him,
sympathized with him, attacked him, but

never excluded him, and that was the
key.

Danny's not half as afraid of emotions
anymore.

But he has got problems.

Now, would you say that makes him a
candidate for our bomber or not? What do

think, Doctor?

I think you ought to question him on
your own, Lieutenant.

I got a better idea.

I think I'll join the group.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Are you ready for it yet, Doctor? It's a
little after eight.

Does Zuko work back here, Mr. Morgan?

He's not out delivering.

Hey, come on. What's all this about?

What about shotgun shells?

Do you carry them?

Well, years ago.

Hey, maybe I still got a couple. You
want me to take a look? No, no, no. We

a man coming down from Explosive, and
he'll check it out. We'll just wait for

him. Do you mind if I look around down
here? No, go ahead.

All right, thank you.

Here we go again.

Samuel calls me in his office today. You
know what he wants? He wants to know if

I'm interested in a promotion.

Well, that's great. No, no, wait a
minute. You know what he really is

in? Well, not necessarily.

Oh, it's better than being totally
ignored, isn't it? Your problems and my

problems are so far apart we can't even
talk to each other. Not anymore.

What do you mean?

Well, neither of us has a husband now.
What did you say?

Well, Danny, about ten minutes before I
left to come down here, my husband

called, and he wants a divorce.

Oh, come on.

You don't have to worry about that. I
mean, let's just talk.

It's not going to happen.

You're right, Danny. It's not going to
happen without one hell of a fight.

Why isn't it going to happen, Danny?

Hey, come on. We're talking.

Hey, what am I supposed to do? Dig a
hole?

You got you there.

I said that I should talk, you know, to
give an expression to myself.

Okay, maybe I'm a little bit pushy, but
I can't keep talking if he's going to

keep shutting me up.

Doctor, I...

even want this guy in here. I mean,
after all, we had the perfect family

him. He had a family. Tell me about it.
No, the family and the group are the

same. Oh, like when I lost my son three
months ago, these people were wonderful.

I'm sorry to hear about that, Mr.
Seymour.

We've already been through that, Mr.

Theodopoulos. Don't take us backwards.

Besides, it's all right about your
family now, isn't it? No, it's not all

It'll never be all right.

I had a great kid.

He was going to be a baker. Oh, I know
it's not much.

But I set up everything for him. Now
listen!

I've heard your garbage, now you listen
to mine. He hasn't heard it.

All right.

Anyway, I set up everything for him.

It was high school graduation night. He
got drunk.

A little bit of the old man.

And I swear to God, he did something I
never understood.

He enlisted.

Can you imagine enlisting in a day and
age like this?

He wanted to go his own way, I guess.

Anyway, they sent him to Japan.

They were going to teach him this and
that.

Well, he never got to Japan.

He only got to Okinawa.

And he got into a fight.

And he was killed in some town called
Naha.

Where is Naha?

Oh, come on, Seymour. It's all right,
man.

That's all over and done with now
anyway.

He was all I had.

Mr. Seymour, your son enlisted in the
Marines?

Yeah.

Yeah, it was the dumb Marines.

And you're a dumb person for stirring
things up the first time you get around

here. You don't even belong here.

Hey, I got a few hang -ups of my own,
you know.

For example, what do you know about
welfare?

Anybody here ever been shafted by
welfare?

Are you jiving me? I went through a trip
with welfare last summer. You wouldn't

believe. My mother is 65 and she's sick
in bed, right? So they asked her to come

down for an interview. Could you come
down for an interview, please? They

treated her like she was sticking her
hand out trying to steal their lousy

money. Man, you got a problem with
welfare?

Hey, wait a minute.

What is this welfare business, huh?

The way you're dressed?

What do you think, stupid or something?

We're getting put on here.

You know something?

He might be right.

And who the hell here has a grudge
against a chick by the name of Alice

Who are you, mister?

And who in this group hates German cars,
underground garages, advertising

agencies?

And who hates welfare?

And who hates... Marine recruiting
officers.

No, Lieutenant, not here.

Hold it to go.

It just went off. I didn't mean to.

Zuko.

Talk to me.

He's dead.

You have a phone call in my open.

Don't give me that fishy look, Doctor.

You've just got a nicer job than we do.

Why are your shotgun shells and wire in
a box for an alarm clock?

There's a receipt for it.

Alarm clock?

Well, that didn't figure in the analysis
of the last explosion.

According to the receipt, he just bought
it at the corner drugstore sometime

today. But it's not here now.

I'm going to stick my neck out, Coach.
But I think he made a bomb today.

And it's not here.

So you think he's got one ticking out
there somewhere now, a time bomb?

Yeah. Yeah, send Crocker up here with
everything I ought to see.

Well, that's true.

And he's dead.

Sure is dead. The big bad cop didn't
like what he said in here, so he plugged

him. The big bad cop didn't like what he
said in here, and you want to know why?

Because he's been going around the city
killing people.

Now, if you have any plans, you better
get on the phone right now and give your

apologies. Because we got a long session
coming out, trying to figure who's

sitting on his last bomb at this very
minute.

Now, whether you know it or not... One
of you three people has got the answer.

Officer, none of these people are to
leave the hospital until my men get

Doctor, I want a complete record on this
group.

Candlelight, incense, and after -dinner
drink.

I feel like a female Hugh Hefner.

All right, Miss Hefner.

Why don't you just, um, put this in your
pipe and... Smoke it?

Right on.

Oh, a sealed envelope from a lover by
candlelight.

Mm -hmm.

What is this?

Petey? Brisbane?

Kathmandu? I'll see your Kathmandu and
raise you a Cairo, Istanbul, and Vienna.

When? As soon as possible.

What do you think? Oh, terrific.

Yes, we can make it to your villa this
summer.

Is Alex here, Mrs. London?

Louise.

Hello?

Look,

I'm not trying to cause any trouble.

There's no point in you coming home
tonight. The two of you can stay there

night.

I couldn't care less.

Lieutenant? I've been trying to figure
out how much time Zuko had to plant this

bomb. Do you know what time he got here?
He got here about 8. What time did he

leave the store?

He was still there at 5 .30 before Mr.
Morgan left. That only gives him about

two and a half hours.

That means this nut could have planted
it anyplace. New Jersey, Riverdale,

Staten Island. Right here.

There's a list of addresses of these
patients here.

I want you to call explosives. Check out
all their houses, okay? Who knows?

Maybe one of these people got under
Zuko's skin.

Hey, it's possible, you know. We're not
dealing with what you call a rational

person. There really is no need to check
us out, Lieutenant. He couldn't do it.

He loved us.

We're a family, right?

Well, look, I don't want to disturb your
group. Maybe tonight somebody's going

to get blown up who's got a nice family
going for him.

Now, did this Zuko complain about
anybody or you complain to him? We might

set off with another bomb.

Well, the only thing I talked to him
about lately was baseball.

I got him interested in the Mets. He
became a fan.

Strange.

He was never a fan before.

How about you, Mrs. Ola?

Anything mentioned about that divorce?

No, nothing I can think of. Nothing
specific.

And this Mr. Samuels, the guy who made a
pass at you, did you complain in front

of Daniel Zuko?

Yes, Neva, last night. And he listened
very carefully.

Yes, he did.

Where did this Samuel live? Oh, come on.

Hey, look, young lady, it's 10 .30.

In a couple of hours, Daniel Zuko's
going to reach out of the grave and kill

somebody. I don't know what this Samuels
did to you, but do you think he

deserves to die for it?

No. He's out in Rockville Center. So is
the place where I work. From there to

midtown Manhattan. Can it be done in
less than two and a half hours?

Yeah, you could do it in that easy.

Rocker!

Go talk to her.

What does that mean?

I mean, what am I supposed to tell her?

Did I feel a certain kind of love for
her? Did I feel a certain responsibility

toward her?

Well, I don't want to be in charge of an
outpatient anymore.

Honey, you will never know how hard I
worked on that relationship.

It's over.

Alex, for three years, I sat at a desk
not 15 feet away from you on the other

side of a tiny wall that thick.

I paid your bills. I balanced your
checkbook. I mixed your drink.

I apologized to your psychiatrist when
you didn't want to see him, and I lied

a whole lot of people who you didn't
want to talk to.

And I also listened to your friends tell
me what a great boss I had.

As if I needed to hear that.

Alex, I know you.

I know what a good man you are.

And I know how you've tried with Louise.

I love you for that.

All right.

Just tell me one thing.

When you were up in that kitchen a while
ago, chopping those vegetables, you

were very happy.

Yes. And why did it change after the
telephone call?

You called her before when I was up
there in the kitchen, right? You don't

divorce on the telephone. What
difference does it make? It's over with.

a minute.

I should have told her earlier.

You want to know why I didn't talk to
her?

I just wasn't sure how you'd react when
I told you that I loved you.

Oh, no.

You weren't sure how I'd react?

That's right.

Alex, what you decide with Louise
shouldn't be tied up with my reactions.

Go and find her. Talk to her.

Even if she hates you, she needs you.

Then when you've got that settled...

I'm not going to lose you, am I?

I'm not an account, honey. I'm a woman.

That's right.

Lewis Samuels, Rockville Center.

When you get home, the officers could
keep you outside for a little while.

And I may have to court you again to
answer more questions.

Other than that, I'm terribly sorry for
what happened.

And thank you very much for putting up
with me. Rack your way to his house and

the business, if anybody's there.

Right.

Rockville Center.

Right.

Lieutenant, everything's in the works.

And the Mets were still playing.

I thought they were playing this
afternoon.

No, it was a twilight doubleheader.

And what time did the first game end?

I don't know for sure, but it couldn't
have ended before seven.

Lieutenant, I just remembered something.

You asked about advertising earlier?

About a month ago, Mrs. Holder
specifically mentioned that her husband

for some sort of agency.

Did you hear me?

Yes.

Mr. Seymour!

You told me that Danny watched the game
tonight?

Yeah, I took two bucks off it.

Well, just a little bit.

Now, he watched it, just didn't listen
to it on the radio.

No, he watched it on TV all night.

As a matter of fact, Jones made a great
catch. We had an argument about it.

Yeah,

he saw it, no doubt about that.

If Zicker was watching the game on TV,
there's no way he could have been on

train to Rutgers Center.

What are you looking for, Mr. Holder?
Look, Lieutenant, I haven't done

and I don't have to say one word to you.
Yeah?

Car 723, please respond.

723, go ahead.

You're advised that no subject named
Mrs. Louise Holder shows residency at

West Ann Arbor.

10 -4.

Let me see your driver's license.

I don't have to.

Lyndon. Lyndon, that's from the air
agency. What the hell's going on here?

I have nothing to say.

Cracker!

You hold her down here and you call the
bomb squad.

Paul Elliott?

Yes? It's Elliot Openup. It's the police
emergency.

Open the door. Hurry up.

Hurry up.

Let me get my coat.

Nothing personal again.

Come on.

Easy now, easy.

All right, stand back.

Now look, if there's anyone in town that
you want to spend the night with, that

officer over there will be very happy to
take you.

What are you doing here?

I knew you what?

Alex, is he all right?

He wasn't even here. He was out looking
for you to help.

Thank you for my life.

Sure.