All language subtitles for kojak_s05e07_letters_of_death

Yeah, give me more, more.

Yeah, little bit more.

The lips. I want a little bit more with
the lips.

That's it. Now wider with the eye.

Wider. Look down, down a little bit.

Now just think.

Think that Midnight Miss is the most
wonderful fragrance in the whole world.

Andre, I'm not ready yet.

Janelle, you're always ready.

Where's the hairdresser?

April, get the hell into makeup.

Now, just give it to me once more, huh?

Yes.

That's it. That's better.

Now... Hey, you dumb broad, I said
smile!

Yes!

The best shot of all.

Andre, I could kill you.

I know. It was beautiful. You're
wonderful, isn't she, Lawrence?

The best midnight miss you've ever had.

Who said?

You did.

With your eyes.

Oh, my God.

Bradley Sloan, owned a model agency. The
M .E. says that it was a .32 caliber,

one -shot close range. Now, I have Rizzo
and Saberstein checking with the

neighbors. There's no forced entry.
Looks like somebody let him in.

Lieutenant.

Lieutenant?

This is Mr. Marino. He found the body.

I just came up to have him sign some
papers, that's all.

Now he's dead. I just don't believe
that.

I don't.

Where did you see him last?

Yesterday, right here. This office.

We're sitting, we're laughing, joking.

My God, I just don't know what this is
all about, you know.

Business couldn't have been better. I
swear, we're just going up like a

Do you have any enemies?

I know you're not going to believe this,
Mr. Marino.

I'm the sweetest guy in the world, but
even I have enemies.

All right, there was competitors.

You know, we had some competitors. I
suppose a few may be jealous.

Women? You handle beautiful women.

You can't help you mix a little pleasure
with business.

No wonder we can't get any young guys to
join the police department. We got no

fringe benefits.

Oh, Brad, no!

Easy, baby.

What happened?

Just take it easy.

Just take it easy.

How did you find out?

What is this?

Janelle got a tramp.

A slut.

Sloan's blood is on your hands.

this to the lab. Maybe there's some
fresh prints on it.

Get everybody out of here downtown.

All you people from the model agency,
please come with me. I appreciate your

cooperation down in Manhattan South.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

I'm Lieutenant Kojak.

I don't know who sent me that letter.

Ever get anything like that before?

Beautiful models get crank letters all
the time.

You and Mr. Stone were pretty close?

This is Janelle Rawlings, Lieutenant.
She's Brad's hottest model.

Brad and I started dating right after he
and Marshall signed me.

Marshall? Marshall Tyler. They were
partners. They just split.

Why? Well, they were pulling in separate
directions for years as to how to run

the business.

Mr. Murray, now I understand that you're
distraught, but you're beginning to get

into my hair of your party expression,
so if you've got an answer for that,

hold it to yourself.

You promised me you'd get me a contract
somewhere. Oh, no, no, no. When?

You don't let me see you anymore.

You don't answer my calls.

I can't get to you.

I couldn't get to Sloan.

I was good to him, Bert.

Nobody forced you.

I'm 32.

It's passing me by.

What the hell can I do about that?

You said it yourself, baby.

You're 32.

There's nothing anybody can do about
that.

I'm sorry. Don't.

Janelle, you all right? You okay?

Lieutenant, I found a tenant who thought
she saw a woman at Sloan's door last

night. All right, bring her along.

I can't believe he's dead.

Why don't you just go inside and try to
get some rest?

Yeah. Yeah.

Oh, it's a table. That's unusual.

And what does that mean?

He ate.

He slept.

The temperature was normal. The body
functions were normal.

I gave him an hour of therapy. It had no
effect.

I heard about Mr. Sloan on the radio.

was wider and higher cheekbones.

Wider and higher cheekbones. Yes, sir.

Was she ugly, pretty?

Plain. Plain.

The way I look like when I get up in the
morning.

Not like the other women he had
visiting.

All right.

Though I like to look at faces that look
like I should have looked like my

daughter.

Me too.

I hadn't dated Brad Bridge.

He was the kind of guy who played the
field.

Actually, he was a bum, and I knew it
from the start.

You don't know this business.

Teach me.

Bert came to me.

He said Sloan had some great bookings.

He put me up for them.

At the time, I was hungry, scared.

Nothing was going right.

I needed the job at the time, Bert said.

All I had to do was date Sloan a few
times.

God, you kid yourself.

Ah, you say, career.

Prince?

Plenty. Janelle Rawlings and everybody
who grabbed it after she fainted.

Lieutenant, post office can't trace the
exact mailbox, but anyway, you figure

that letter had to be mailed before the
murder. How's that for premeditation?

All right, Marina, let's try it again.

Where were you last night?

I already told you, I was out.

And, uh, what kind of car were you
driving?

You didn't tell me the year, though. All
right, enough of this stuff. Hey, I

want to know what the hell I'm still
doing here.

Mr. Marino's upset.

Don't be.

I mean, we got to stay here all the
time. Come on.

Close the door.

Sit down, Mr. Marino.

I understand you're in the habit of
making promises to pretty girls, you

Give a little something extra. Oh, yeah?
Where'd you hear that story?

Oh, everybody.

It's in the Yellow Pages.

And I don't want to hear that you're
grieving for your boss either, because I

understand you had some words.

Yeah, well, it's all right.

So we didn't get along, huh? Well, I'm
no angel, neither was Sloan.

Where were you last night?

Out.

All night?

I was with a model.

What model?

I can't say.

Oh, business.

She's now with our agency.

Pleasure.

Look, she's very important. I was trying
to kidnap her.

It's my profession.

Sloan wanted me to get her away from her
agent any way I could.

Kidnap her?

Was that part of your job, stealing
clients?

Well, I was Sloan's headhunter.

You jealous?

Crocker!

Stop a cork in his mouth and hold him.
What for?

Kidnapping Lorena.

You said that was your profession,
right?

Lieutenant, I got an awful lot of work
to do. Yeah, well, I know your work, and

I admire your work, Mr. Marino.

In the meantime, it's going to have to
wait.

Think about it.

What I'm trying to say is you were
looking past my face when you said I was

nice. Like behind my eyes.

Like I'm looking past yours.

That doesn't happen very often to a girl
who's unlucky enough to look the way I

do. I mean, we could have a drink
sometime.

Mr. Tavros.

Stavros! No, it's not against the law.
You can always take her out for a drink.

She's gorgeous.

Yeah, well, don't hold that against her.

Take her up on it. Drive her home.

In the meantime, go see what Janelle
Rawlings, if she's still able to talk

more, okay? Go ahead. Yes, sir.

Rizzo!

Yeah? The model April Daly, she show up?

Not yet? Well, go find her. It's a great
big city. Maybe she got lost.

Okay.

He will suffer.

Like I've suffered. You hear me? You
tell her that. And you make sure that

hears you.

to check on some film that I just
developed.

Oh, do you usually work this late at
night?

When we are rushed to get an assignment
out, we don't look at the clocks, just

like you fellows.

What's he doing there? Your friend, Mr.
Marino, is resting.

Oh, Bridget, are all these with you?

All right, there's no bell, there's no
answer. You got a cigarette on you?

I don't smoke. All right, process him
and send him home. Let's go.

Uh, Lieutenant, this is Mrs. Bloom.
We've covered the sketch. Use the

the halls.

You hear the shot?

I was watching TV. I have it up loud. My
husband snores.

But I thought I heard something, so I
got up to look.

Well, thank you, Mrs. Blue, for being so
cooperative. So many hours.

Yeah, thank you.

Well, a sharp guy like Marino could have
done it.

He knew Sloan had women, so he rents
himself a dress, lets himself be seen.

Mm -hmm.

Mm -hmm.

Now, would you believe I couldn't find
any cigarettes?

That will do.

Huh?

Huh?

So anyway, I was trying to make it as an
actress.

Then I met Janelle, another Chicago kid.

We sort of hung out together.

The older you are, the scarier you are.

You miss it fast in this business.

A couple of lines here.

It's over.

What do you think of Janelle?

She looks like a nun.

She isn't.

Now, don't you knock when you come in,
Charlie.

What's your order, Frank?

I ordered a scrambled egg sandwich well
done with pimento.

I don't do that to my eggs.

It spoils the flavor.

Charlie. That kind of talk I can get
from the sandwich machine. From you, I

expect service.

Come on, I got the money in my office.

Get out of here.

Yeah,

the iced coffee is probably warm.

An iced coffee is cold, and what's new?

I guess you think I'm pretty lousy,
saying what I did about Janelle.

No.

I mean, you said she was your friend.
She is.

She's younger than me.

She's climbing to the top.

She's where I never have been and never
will be.

I've worked hard. I've studied hard.

I hate her.

I hate her guts.

I can't stand looking at her face.

She's my best friend.

Well, I believe you.

Now... Now what about Marino?

Was he really with you the night of the
murder?

All night.

Thanks for the cigar.

Hey.

A lot of sad people in such a pretty
business.

And hard to believe that one of them
could be the killer.

April?

April?

What did you tell those cops last night?

That I was with you at the time that
they established for the murder.

What the hell did you say that for?

I saw you in that cell. Thought you
needed an alibi.

I needed one?

Or you needed?

What'd the police want? Oh, just some
more information on Sloan.

Just stop it.

Bert, there's a lot of work to be done
on her. Let us work.

Listen, honey, as soon as Marshal Tyler
comes, you'll talk to him, okay?

Brad hasn't even been dead a day. I
mean, do we have to talk business?

Now, Marshal can get you a film
character.

That's what he went out to California
for.

Just like Candace Bergen, Berenson, huh?

He'll be here later. You go see him and
you'll talk, huh?

Not at his apartment.

All right, wherever you want. Your
place?

I can't even stand to look at myself
anymore.

Okay, baby.

How are you?

Oh, Lieutenant, the lady here, you see,
is trying to do a million -dollar

layout. Is that okay?

Krager, why don't you let Mr. Marino
show you around?

Maybe you'll buy somebody.

You feeling all right?

Better. Thanks for giving me the time to
get myself together.

Oh, that's okay.

You know the woman seen leaving Mr.
Sloan's apartment?

They say she looks something like that.

What's the matter?

Oh, it looks like my sister.

Oh. Where is she? She's dead.

I'm sorry.

You know, it's a long way from the
Chicago slums to Madison Avenue.

It's not that hard when you don't have
any other choice.

My father couldn't work.

My sister made him so sick. I used to
just hate going back to that squalid

room. Watch him cry for my sister.

So I just buried myself in fashion
magazines.

Lieutenant, you're wrecking my schedule.

Cut the lights out.

I want to thank you very much for being
so cooperative with your local police.

Lights, camera in action, and light
that.

I'm telling you, it was a complete
shock.

I had some papers that I wanted him to
sign.

I told Janelle I was going up to his
place.

So I go up to the place, I ring the
bell, no answer. I figure, okay, he's

entertaining as usual.

I take out my key, I open up the door,
there he is lying on the floor.

Dead.

I mean, half an hour earlier maybe I was
talking to him. That's all, half an

hour.

Don't be gross, Bert. I don't expect to
move in with her.

Does she know I'm coming up? She knows.

She knows.

Uh, Marshal, uh, she's really upset
about all this.

Thank you, Bert.

Marshal?

Janelle is really a very nice kid, you
know. She's not like the run of the

You dig her, don't you?

What the hell are you talking about?

I guess it really bothered you when she
was with Sloan.

The police don't even suspect you, do
they?

Look, I don't have to listen to this.

You wanted his business, you wanted his
women.

And you want mine, too.

Okay, okay. You want me to take a walk?
I'll take a walk.

I want you to get through all this bull
about your grief and tell me what you've

done about Janelle Rawlings. She'll
sign. She'll sign. I told you. I told

She'll sign.

I know, Bert.

You'll see that she does.

Or you'll find another way to pay me
what you owe me.

For helping to finance the life you
live.

Won't you, Bert?

It's not as if we didn't know Brad was
into a lot of strange relationships.

How can you be so flip?

Hey, you okay?

Fine. Well, with all the sadness in the
world, I suggest a little cheer.

Mine is scotch. Anybody?

You said you had some promotion people
to chauffeur around.

Oh, right, right.

Promotion people.

Right.

I thought you said you were going to
stay.

I'd like to, doll, but...

Promotion people are very important for
all of us.

So you two are just going to have to get
along without me, okay?

Try sign language.

Play Monopoly.

Great news.

I can set you on a two -picture deal,
just on the basis of what you've already

done with Midnight Mist.

They like your quality.

Marshall, I think you better go. Go.
I'll talk with Bert about it in the

morning. Honey.

Bert is a stray dog who picks up
leftovers.

That's how he survives.

I can make it happen for you, Janelle.

I'm not in Chicago, Lieutenant. I'm in
Detroit.

The old man Rawlins was a hard worker.
His wife died 15 years ago.

He brought up the two girls himself.

He was very strict.

Barbara was a wild one. Five years ago,
she ran away and came here.

And I can't find her in the death
records of the city of Detroit in the

years. If the kid ran off, she may have
used a phony name, right? So you keep at

it. In the meantime, I'll tell X a
composite of our suspect to the Detroit

What, do you think they killed us from
here?

I don't know.

That's why I sent you, Watson.

Well, Sherlock.

They didn't get anything off the letter.
They even tried Janelle Rawlings.

Janelle. Got a tramp.

Slut.

Sloan's blood is on your hands.

Why bother to write the letter? Must be
somebody she knows.

Someone who wants to know who did it.

A lot of killings in the paper.

Let them all die.

I know I'm just a desk clerk in this
wonderful hotel you live in.

You could talk to me a little.

Just lock up when you leave.

I thought you and I had an understanding
about this sort of thing.

Hello, I'm Lieutenant Kojak.

Miss Rowling's inspecting you. Thank
you.

Come in.

This

is

a friend of Janelle's.

Sometimes we're sure he hears.

Well, you have a very pretty daughter.

This one?

Want me to look at this one?

Ah, this must be Margaret.

Well, you can hear much better from
inside this room.

I was just very concerned.

You never know with new visitors how
he'll react.

Oh. Does he get many visitors?

Mostly Mr. Marino.

And Margaret?

Who? Margaret Rawlings.

There must be some mistake.

Margaret Rawlings is dead.

Oh, I'm sorry. I must have the wrong
name.

Where were you the other day when Mr.
Sloan was killed?

Well, I was here. Ask Mr... Hi,
Lieutenant.

Would you give me a minute?

Of course.

Hi, how are you doing today, Dad?

I think you're looking pretty fantastic.

Okay?

Miss Rawlings, that letter?

Well, it was definitely written by a
woman. Three handwriting experts

it.

Well, I guess Brad's past finally caught
up with him.

You know, the guy was quite a swinger.
Does that bother you in any way?

Whoever I have anything to do with
doesn't concern you, does it?

Okay.

But if you loved him, his way of life
could have bothered you. Jealous woman

kill. That concerns me.

I was not in love with Brad.

I don't love anyone.

Oh.

You love your father.

That's the least I can do.

He's had a pretty lousy life.

I heard about Margaret from the Chicago
police.

Look, I'm sorry if it upsets you to talk
about this.

Is it possible that the killer could be
one of her friends?

I can't tell you about her friends.

I didn't see her the last couple of
years she was alive.

I was too busy in New York.

My father went to go look for her by
himself.

That's when he had his accident, right
after he found her.

So I can't tell you about her friends.

Yeah.

It's a pretty heavy thing to carry
around.

It's rolling.

This came for you. I almost forgot.

If

they

touch you, they deserve to die.

Tyler found that out.

His name is Tyler. The doorman found
him.

All right, apartment to apartment, house
to house, before everyone that Janelle

Rawlings knew gets themselves killed.

I thought I told you to stay in the car.

I heard what you said.

You were right.

Cover him.

All of them, cover him.

You were right.

I had a canary that died.

And I had a puppy that died.

And I had a sister that died.

And my father may as well be dead.

Stop it. Stop.

Pretty lady, that one.

That line is busy. Would you care to
hold it?

No, not her.

Tell you what, why don't you leave this
with me? If I do, I'll let you know.

Thanks very much, Mr. Hogan. It's Rizzo,
Manhattan South. Right.

Take care. Sure.

The usual, Ralph.

The police were just here.

I said to myself, why are they showing
this picture around? It looks like the

lady in room 412.

So I was just about to say to the cop,
hey, that looks like my friend.

Then I figured, wait a minute.

Why give it to the cop?

They wouldn't show their appreciation.

But Margaret would.

Yes, sir, the telephone message was
written by the nurse Bertha.

The handwriting doesn't resemble the
murder notes at all.

Captain, Lieutenant, the bullet taken
from Tyler matches the one that killed

Sloan.

Yeah, Lieutenant.

I just left a bar near the Garner Hotel.

Now, the bartender there says a woman
that fits the description of that

composite has a room there.

All right, I'll meet you at the Garner
Hotel.

Crocker.

Where's Eddie Hogan?

Oh, he's on his break.

Oh, yeah? Where?

In that room over there.

Oh, hey, Janelle.

About that phone call.

I don't believe you're serious.

I don't give a damn what you believe.

What was so important?

She's talking about quitting.

She wants out of her deal with us. Yeah,
she told me.

I figured you'd be pleased. All that bad
publicity connected with her name.

Yeah, well, I just checked the latest
figures. Our sales have jumped since

Sloan's killing.

Yeah?

Did you knock off Sloan?

That's not funny. Listen.

You're close to her. She digs you.

Get closer.

I never touched her. I don't care how
you do it.

Just get her to stay.

Or you won't get a job sharpening
pencils.

Not in this business.

Ladies, this is a happy commercial.

Smile.

Ladies, you are selling a product.
Smile.

Just look. Look to your left.

Just wait one second, okay? Because I
just want to talk to you for just a

second. I can't think, Bert.

Please. All right, all right. You don't
have to think. You just listen to me,

and I'll talk, okay? Because I've been
going over this in my head all night,

trying to figure out what we're going to
do.

Sloan, Tyler, what are we going to do?

Bert.

Will you get out? All right, wait, wait,
wait. Just wait one second. Listen,

listen, listen. It all just comes down
to me.

We don't need them. We never did, right?

I found you, not them. So, you'll sign
with me, and we're going to do this

together, okay?

Bert!

Damn it!

Get him out of here!

God, the bodies are still warm in their
graves.

Now, let's just keep it that way.

Keep that look.

Keep thinking of Bert as your husband. I
like the tragic look.

Lieutenant, the other clerk says this
looks like the woman who was near the

Hogan was found in.

What name did she use?

That's the weird part.

Margaret Rawlings?

Margaret Rawlings is supposed to be
dead.

I'm sure she is.

All right, get her to the car, and I
want the exact time of death pinned

And put out an alarm for Bert Marino.

You think he's the killer?

No. The next victim.

Where's Marino? He left about an hour
ago, Lieutenant.

You get back to the squadron. Crocker,
you stay here. Why are these girls just

sitting here?

They'll melt under the light.

Lieutenant, she is to be loved, not to
be grilled. I know you understand.

I can see the look in your eyes.

Janelle, don't be too long. Your makeup
will run down and I'll be stuck here for

another two hours.

They tug at you, they pull at you.

How do you survive it all? Well, you
survive in the way you survive when your

job becomes unpleasant. You just do it.

The name Eddie Hogan mean anything to
you?

No. Hotel Ghana?

I never heard of it.

Who's Eddie Hogan?

The woman seen outside Sloan's
apartment.

Had a room at the Hotel Ghana where
Eddie Hogan worked and died. And had

picture plastered all over the
switchboard.

Someone is killing people.

That someone is a woman.

Someone close to you. As close as your
sister.

My sister is dead.

The woman seen at the hotel.

Looked like you.

And you said your sister looked like
you. I'm not going to listen to you.

You're just like Sloan and Tyler. You
don't care about me. You're just using

You'll find it, Frank, and then we'll
see if she goes for the worm.

Cracker's tailing her now.

All right, but keep me informed.

Excuse me.

Yeah. Was there a Margaret Rawlings
registered here?

Yes, ma 'am.

Oh, my, no.

You all right, lady?

Did she leave an address?

I don't think so. Let me look.

No, there's no way to contact her.

Well, then how does she pay your bill?

With cash.

I didn't even stop to change my clues.

No one will notice.

All right.

So Janelle Rawlings' sister Margaret was
at this hospital in Detroit because

being a groupie, she followed a rock
group and went on acid? And her father

looking for her.

So she changed her name.

When he finally found her, she was dead.

Her friends buried her under her
fictitious name.

So I guess Janelle was right. She was
telling the truth. Janelle was, but her

sister wasn't. You just accepted the
fact that she died five years ago.

I accepted it, Frank.

But Janelle didn't. She never has.

Therefore, Margaret isn't dead.

Theo, what the hell are you talking
about?

Kojak.

Lieutenant, she's been driving around
since she left the hotel.

She jumped three lights, almost piled up
a couple of times. I guess it's

working. Now she just went up to her
apartment.

Hold on.

I'm worried about Marino.

What's happening on that line we sent
out? We still haven't located him.

I'm on my way.

Just make sure Marina stays away from
her apartment, okay?

All right.

Hey, uh... I don't know if I'm making
myself entirely clear, Mr.

Rawlings, but, um... What I'm trying to
say is that this is a very tough

business.

And, uh, sometimes you don't... You
don't always... like the things you have

do. And I do want to get to the top,
just like Janelle wants it.

I don't mean commercials, you know. I
don't know.

I mean, I mean really the top. You know,
movies, a whole ball of wax.

Sometimes I just hate myself for what I
have to do.

I just do it anyway, you know. I keep
doing it

anyway, you know.

Because I just... I just keep doing
those things because I just have to make

to the top.

Miserable pig.

Where the hell have you been? You scared
me. You used me too.

What are you talking like that? You're
talking very funny.

How you doing?

I'm sorry I'm late.

Hey, Jan, I just want you to take a look
at these contracts. I'm tired.

I'm very tired.

Just take a look at this, okay?

Please, wait a second. Now, I need you.
I could... I don't want any part of

anybody using me ever again.

Please, I know you, I know you.
Anything, anything to get to the top,

out! Anything with that... Get out!

Mr. Rawlings, I'm sorry. Sorry, I
didn't... I didn't mean that. He knows

mean. Him and me, we both come from the
same sewer. We could be millionaires.

We're both gonna have a stink about us,
right? Tell her, Mr. Rawlings, tell her.

Get out!

Get out!

Oh, well.

Look what's here. You're a friend of the
cops, Janelle, eh?

Look at the way he looks at you,
Janelle, huh? Hungry cop, right? Tell

chance, huh? Take him out and dry him
up. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Tell your

I'm sorry!

We've got the killer in custody.

Janelle! Don't hurt him anymore.

He knows that Margaret is dead.

Don't let Margaret use you again,
Janelle.

Yes. Margaret was here.

Jan?

Oh, Bert.

My sister did such terrible things.

I love you I've always loved you