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I want the man on murder. Let us handle this case.

Instead of running him down, why don't you go find the cop who killed him? And

her allegations about the black officer, she got anything to support them?

How about it? I didn't know I'd need an alibi.

Petrie wouldn't walk against a light. He's as by the book as they come.

I can only cover for you so many times before the lieutenant wises up. Friends

like you, he's already convicted.

All right, Christine, you want to let me have it? Oh, God, I'm such a sucker!

What are you talking about? This is ten times better than it was last year. What

kind of shirt? Yellow tank, 60 % cotton. We'll need 100%, unless you don't

sweat. With lightning bolt leathers and two, count them, two smiling wolverines.

Oh, please, it looks like my sister Marie's caught a spaniel. We are talking

inter -precinct competition here. We've got to look fierce. It's a psychological

edge. Wolverine, vicious, faint and drooling. At $3 .95 a pop, will you want

maybe Lon Chaney Jr.

something? I want you to call my cousin Julio. For $2 .79, he'll throw in the

lettering. There you go.

One for investigation, Jackson, Emmett. Hey, you wouldn't have had a

cigarette, would you?

I guess that means so.

Hey, brother, how about a smoke?

Let's go, Mr. Jackson.

What are you, what are you, alleged to nicotine or what? Clean body, clean

Move it, Emmett.

Hold down.

Oh, man, this whole thing's a crock.

Uh -huh.

Meanwhile, your common -law wife is down at St.

Vincent's looking like she's been through a meat grinder. I told you what

happened. I came home and I found her like that.

Yeah. Must have been Mom.

I suppose you got those scraped knuckles banging on doors for help, huh? Oh,

these? No! I was under the car. Your super said the screaming started early

morning. Oh, about the time you got home.

The man was screaming.

My old lady and me were tight.

We got no cause to fight.

Come on, Mr. Jackson.

Your wife gave you slack for staying out all night, didn't she? That's right.

You came home drunk, you argued, and you beat the hell out of her. I told you

what happened. I ain't talking no more until I get her this morning.

Hey, bro, how about it? You got a cigarette, a smoke, a butt, a nail, a

Where'd you get it?

I don't know. I'm around. Why?

I asked you a question. Where'd you get it?

I don't know.

Honesty. Yeah, honesty of some guy who remembers.

Damn it, where'd you get it? Okay, so I got it from a lady friend who

appreciates my company.

What's with this guy?

It's crazy.

Nobody treats me like that. Can you shut your mouth? Give me my lawyer. I know

my rights. You've got a lawyer? What do we say you've got a lawyer? Get out of

here. Get him over there. He is a lawyer. What a big lie. You cool down.

The man is lying, Lieutenant. I know it.

I request permission to proceed with an investigation, sir.

I can't do that, Petrie. You know it.

I'll put it through channels.

Get it to the precinct that originally caught the case. Oh, yeah, the 2 -7. A

case this old, I'm sure they'll give a damn. I'll call the squad commander.

sure they give it a real hard push. Lieutenant!

It's my sister's jewelry.

I'd know it anywhere.

Even after 14 years?

Oh, for God's sake.

It had been my grandmother's.

Look, I can understand how you might feel here, Petrie.

But why would the perp want to hold on to it all this time?

I want Jackson kept in custody.

Okay, at least you've got him in here on a domestic beef. He's not going

anywhere yet. And if they can't make it stick? Well, then he walks.

That's the law.

May we ask what that was about, sir?

Petrie thinks that the jewelry was his sister's.

His sister?

So, what's the big deal? Have her come in and identify it.

Can't. She's dead.

She was raped and murdered 14 years ago.

Does Petrie think it was Jackson?

Talk to his wife, Tim. Get her to press charges.

Good. Yeah.

See if you can hold on to him and keep an eye out on Petrie, will you? I don't

want to see him get involved with this case. Yes, sir.

Everything is practically set for the dinner.

Dinner?

Contractors Association dinner.

Thank goodness Miro got over her cold because at least now we got a

I mean, with all the business contacts that are going to be there, it's not

we could afford the missing thing.

Of course, Harvey has not rented his tuxedo yet.

I mean, you couldn't believe it nowadays.

All the different choices they got. You know, they got double -breasted, they

got single -breasted, and Fiesta Blue, Flamenco Pink.

They got the...

Fuchsia cummerbunds, raspberry cummerbunds.

Wing collar shirts and shawl collar shirts, pleated shirts.

Come on.

Imagine P3.

Carry around that kind of thing.

All the rapes and murders we've investigated, never once did he mention

Not once.

We want to keep Jackson from walking. We'd better make these charges thick.

Miss Harris, you've been living with Emma Jackson for, what, seven years now?

According to our records, you've been hospitalized four times in the past

years. Twice this year alone.

Once with a broken collarbone and once with her jaw set and wired.

For your own well -being, Miss Harris, you have to press charges on this one.

Brenda. What is wrong with you?

That man beat you up and you let him?

He can't find work, so he gets drunk.

He doesn't mean it.

One of these days, he's going to kill you.

Papa, please.

If you change your mind, Miss Harris, change your mind, the number's on the

card.

I'm sorry.

You're not the only one.

Something's going there.

But don't what we can't. In other words, she wouldn't press charges.

There's still time.

All of 24 hours.

And if he walks, he'll go as far as his legs will take him. Well, her father's

in there talking with him. We're hoping that he'll change her mind.

Marcus, about your sister. Yeah, yeah, I know, I know, I know.

Look, let me try talking to the woman.

It's worth a shot.

Adrian, you know better than that. You ordering me to leave, Sergeant? We're

doing everything possible to nail him.

I want the man on murder.

Right now, all we have is a soft pee -free.

Let us handle this case.

Don't screw it up.

I don't know, Chris. Maybe we should have let him

have a crack at her.

It's a waste of time. His emotions are in the way. He just slammed up.

Hey, look, Mary Beth.

What do you think?

Pretty, huh?

Very festive.

Good. Hold that.

It'll look great on my coffee table.

Right next to my big book of impressive paintings.

I don't mean to pry, Christine, but I thought you were meeting O 'Brien for

dinner. I am.

But I figured, I mean, it came by the law for a little nightcap. The least I

could do is jazz up the joint a bit. Yeah, hold it.

Bob and I both, we think he's a good writer.

All those mean streets and dark alleys.

Weady backroom boys.

Makes it feel like you're there.

And that picture of him on top of the column? We're talking about a handsome

man, Christine.

Very handsome.

Very good.

There are times, however infrequent, when I can fulfill my lust.

I never said you couldn't.

at night here.

City's just beginning to come alive.

Midnight's the witching hour. It's my favorite time.

I read that piece, O 'Brien.

The interview with the ladies of the evening in the all -night diner. Did you

now? Yes.

Tired whores.

Shopping bag ladies.

They know the city best with all its warts and cracks.

And the people that fall through them.

I thought it was too sentimental.

Not on the street.

I happen to be an officer of the law.

Can't get away with anything, can I?

I didn't say that.

Refreshing is what you are, Christine Kagan.

You are an original.

One of a kind.

I would say so.

I would say so.

Sit.

You intrigue me, Cagney.

Too full of contradictions, you corduroy.

You velvet.

You can see me in my plaid skirt and cotton leather shoes.

Half the girls just like England.

What's the matter?

It's too bad that I stopped writing sonnets 30 years ago.

Why? I composed some lines.

Cagney's charms.

Soft hair.

Full mouth.

Blarney runs in my family, too.

Like a sprinkle of stardust on your shoulders.

Maybe it's best you gave up Sonnets, O 'Brien.

I

have

an idea.

What?

Harrigan's is just a block away.

Let's get a nightcap.

The pen and the sword have stories to swap with.

I have a better idea.

Why don't we have the nightcap at my place?

Another time.

Another time. For now, we walk the streets, broad and narrow, crying.

cockles and muscles alive alive oh alive

alive oh alive alive oh

singing cockles and muscles

with this embalming fluid.

Somebody spike it with coffee?

Did you have a nice time last night?

Well, how did Brian like the flowers?

It's just too early for 40 questions, all right?

We had a great time.

We drank and laughed and talked our heads off. Couldn't have been better.

If you say so, Chris.

I say so.

Detective Lacey, 14.

I was trying you, sir. Is there any pee over there?

I take it you've seen this already.

Jackson's yellow sheet? Yes, I have.

One sexual abuse charge after another, dating all the way back to the 60s.

attempted rape, sexual abuse. You've heard the lieutenant's orders.

Just trust us, okay?

I want to know what you're doing about it.

We're trying to hold him.

Next time.

Thanks.

What's wrong?

That was Mr. Dolmayer from the DA's office.

He finished talking with Brenda Harris.

He won't budge.

We have to cut Emmett Jackson loose.

All right, one comb, one belt, one wallet with two dollars in it, five

yellow metal chains.

The stolen property stays.

That is stolen. That's mine.

You may not see much of the people you arrest, but it is your responsibility

to take and not abuse them. Do something, lady. You stick my tool with

I have reason to believe it was obtained during a rape murder. Get any proof of

that, officer?

It's an old investigation, Miss Gutman. We're waiting to see if that jewelry

shows up on the original case report down the 270. You're waiting to see, but

you're not certain?

That's right.

I'm telling you, this piece is stolen.

Then you prove it. In the meantime, it belongs to Mr. Jackson.

to be locked up. He's crazy. You're dirty and I'm going to prove it.

Look, detective, you harassed Mr. Jackson. I'll have you up before the

review board so fast you won't know what hit you. Do you hear me? Miss Cutman,

half of New Jersey can hear you.

Carmen.

Don't you do anything stupid.

Hey, no, I understand.

Fourteen years is a long time between cases.

Right.

Have a nice retirement.

Okay, bye.

What house was that?

She doesn't remember anything but a stone cross.

I don't remember two things, though.

He said the girl had a kid brother who hounded them for months.

Too broken up to let go.

And?

And he remembers that the girl was messed up pretty badly.

The guy who did it used his fists.

And enjoyed his work.

Like Amber Jackson.

Could be.

A lot of guys get off eating over there.

Detective Lacey.

Oh, hiya, Muriel. How are you?

That's good.

Oh.

Atlantic City, huh?

Freebie, huh?

No.

No, you go ahead and have a ball, Muriel.

No, we could get another babysitter.

Muriel, I am sure.

Enjoy the Maguire sisters.

Right.

Goodbye, dear.

Oh, my Lord.

Hey, look, maybe she'll get you Phyllis's autograph.

This is not a joking matter, Christine.

Do you have any idea what it's like to try and find a babysitter on short

notice?

It's like murder. That's what it's like.

Barbie Jr.'s living in the library trying to finish a term paper in three

and Michael is too young to handle her yet.

Barbie's so nervous about this dinner.

Wait till you hear this.

Mary Beth, if I told you once, I told you a thousand times, you should always

have a babysitter in the full tent.

Police business, huh, Lacey?

Lieutenant, I didn't know you were there, sir.

Yeah. Have a cigar.

You too, Cagney. Have a cigar.

Oh, thank you, Lieutenant.

Actually, I'm trying to cut back.

Well, you give it to a friend and you tell him that your lieutenant is going

be a grandfather.

Oh, that is wonderful, sir. Congratulations. Thank you. Your son

thrilled. Almost as much as his old man.

Take a rest. Have a cigar.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Congratulations. Thank you. Hey, esposito. Catch.

Thank you.

Inspector, here you go.

One for your dessert.

And one for Petrie.

Ah, thank you, sir. Congratulations.

Where is Petrie, anyway? Sir?

Your partner. He forgot to sign last month's activities reports.

Oh, he just made a run for the drugstore, sir. He'll be back in a

Drugstore? Yeah.

Well, you see, we just had a ticket from Madam Ching, sir, and the man's a

walking Mount St. Helens, if you know what I mean.

Never mind that. Vicki, will you just make sure he signs last month's reports?

You did it, didn't you? I don't know what you're talking about.

You know. You know and I know.

What the hell do you want from me, man?

I tell you, Christine, last night we were at Whitman with a babysitting

So I called Babs from three houses down to see if she could recommend somebody,

and she offered to do it herself.

How's that for a lifesaver?

Babs? Well, really, her name is Barbara, but she said I should call her Babs.

Maybe I should just let my hair grow out. I was so moved. I felt like

into tears.

Mary Beth, what do you think of those shaggy perms?

I don't know. You know, I always thought that... You had to live in the same

building with somebody for them to treat you like a neighbor, but what do I

know, right?

You know the hell with it. It's not me. It's him.

There we are at my place, right?

Candlelight, my best brandy, Johnny Mathis on the turntable. I got him so

sloshed he could barely walk.

I even told him the elevator wasn't working.

I damn near locked him inside the place, Mary Beth, and he goes home anyway.

But not without Brian again.

What makes you say that?

Well, I don't know.

Wild guess.

Christine, you are an attractive, intelligent woman.

If Cupid is taking his time here, it's certainly not you.

Yeah. I heard this morning on talk radio that 35 % of all the single men in the

city of New York are gay.

35%. The man is not gay in America. Are you sure? Trust me.

There are certain things that a woman of experience knows.

Why did he take me out in the first place?

Well, maybe he wants to be your friend.

I got enough friends, thank you.

You know, come to think of it, Christine, a curly perm would be very

you.

You think so?

Sergeant, turn up anything downtown?

Not much.

So what about now? What are you going to do now?

Now we do our shift.

Hey, I was thinking of shooting some hoops after work.

You want to come?

No.

Thank you.

Listen, Marcus, I may be out of line saying this, but I think you're walking

tightrope here.

I can only cover for you so many times before the lieutenant wises up.

You're right, Victor.

You are out of line.

Chris, I maybe got something here.

April to September 1972, Jackson worked at a restaurant in Park Slope.

Just a couple blocks from where Laurie Petrie lived.

What's that going to get it?

Maybe they kept time cards or paid stuff.

Something to check his movements on the day of the murder. Time cards? 14 years

later?

You've got another lead, Sergeant?

The most it can cost us is a trip to Brooklyn.

Okay.

Jackie, Lacey, get here, please.

Get the car, will you?

Got an apparent homicide over at Avenue A and 3rd.

I want you two on top of it.

I don't really care.

Victim's been ID'd as one Emmett Jackson.

Petrie's Emmett Jackson, sir. That's right.

So I want this handled quietly, and I want it handled quickly. I want it to be

kept abreast of every move, no matter what you find out.

When was the last time you saw him?

Last night, before I went to work. What time was that?

7, 7 .30.

And he just got home an hour ago?

Look, you can check at the market. I worked a double shift last night.

What was Emmett out of work?

Somebody had to pay the bills.

Miss Harris, when you got back from the hospital, he started hitting you again,

didn't he?

No. He was drunk and he got rough on you again, didn't he?

Look, we know how it can be.

A person can only take so much.

Nobody's going to blame you for defending yourself, Miss Harris.

I'll tell you, some creep relates to him to me. Look, you're talking about my

husband. You know, instead of running him down, why don't you go find the cop

who killed him?

What are you talking about?

Emmett says some spade cop jumped him at the police station.

He said he was crazy. He followed him all day.

He's the one you want.

I think you go after him. You watch your mouth, lady.

That's a hell of an accusation. You better be able to back it up.

That armpit that butted over on Avenue A? Somebody did the world a favor, let

tell you. Yeah, they're calling it murder, but I call it street cleaning.

You lose your faith in justice.

You gentlemen think I did it? No.

Come on, Marcus, no one here is saying it. Hey, what we're saying is, whoever

did do it deserves a medal.

Dan Street.

Okay, guys, give the man some air, all right? Sure. You bet.

Hey, you don't mind them? It's their way of showing you they're behind you.

So am I.

After all the years we've been partners, you really think I could do something

like this?

Come on, Marcus, I can understand anything.

Hey, whatever the case, I'll go to the mat for you.

Victor, do you have any idea what you're saying?

I have some.

The preliminary report places the time of death around 10 p .m. from a blow to

the back of the head with a heavy instrument. Probably a tire iron from

shape of the wound. What about the wife?

Sickle relationship.

He'd beat her up and she'd come back for more.

She got an alibi?

Yes, sir, airtight.

Ah, that's too bad.

And her allegations about the black officer, she got anything to support

Not a thing.

Except the word of the deceased, which considering the source, doesn't mean

much.

And that's all?

Actually, sir, there was... There's more.

On the voucher for Jackson's personal effect, they didn't list across there.

Lieutenant, Jackson is not stupid. The thing is hot, and actually he's going to

want to dump it.

Uh -huh.

You got anything else?

Look, Petrie wouldn't walk against a light. He's as by the book as they come.

We've been down this road before, Cagney.

People can be full of surprises.

Not Petrie.

I'm not making any assumptions here, all right?

We've got a job to do, so let's do it. We don't have to think about it, we

have to like it, we just got to do it.

And that's all.

Petrie's got some personal days coming, so I'm going to tell him to take some

time off until this thing blows over.

All right.

Petrie, Lieutenant

McPhee.

Petrie finally decided on the blue with ruffles down the buttons.

Tuxedo for the dinner.

He got a blue shirt with a fluffy front. It looks very handsome.

I'll bet you O 'Brien called you today.

I mean, two nights are ready this week. He'll call you.

Yeah, maybe.

All right, Christine, you want to let me have it?

You don't think I should have mentioned the cross, right? I think it would be

nice if we gave Petrie a little benefit of the doubt here.

You know him as well as I do. He's too good a cop to lose it.

Anybody can lose it, given the right situation.

All I know is if anybody laid a finger on one of my kids, I don't like to think

about what I would do.

Mary Beth, what is this about?

I take it you know about the man with the cross.

Yes, I know.

He was found murdered this morning.

And you think...

Look, there's no way Marcus could have done that. We'd like to prove it.

Who are you kidding?

You're here to gather evidence and grab yourselves a nice little collar.

That isn't fair, Claudia, and you know it.

Will you work with him?

Do you know what kind of man he is? How could you even suspect him of something

like this?

How do you feel about Emmett Jackson?

How do you expect him to feel?

How would you feel if it was your sister?

I'm sorry, Claudia.

This is not pleasant for any of us.

Friends like you, he's already convicted.

You could avoid it.

At least until I broke it to her myself.

We're doing our job, Marcus. I don't want to hear it, okay?

The situation will reverse.

I'd expect you to play the book.

I'm here, aren't I?

get this thing over with.

Why were you tailing Emmett Jackson yesterday?

I don't know.

Maybe I thought I could catch him or something. Nail him good and solid.

Where'd you follow him to?

All over.

First a pool hall in Bed -Stuy.

Then a topless club over on Delancey.

And then?

Then I followed him home.

And? And I talked to him.

That's all.

Petrie, we know the cross is missing.

My grandmother gave that cross to Laurie.

It belonged to my family.

He was alive when we finished talking.

What time did you leave him?

9 .30, 10, something like that.

Then where'd you go?

I just drove around.

Did you go to any bars or clubs?

Any place where someone might have remembered you? No.

Anywhere, with anybody.

I didn't know I'd need an alibi.

I'm going home to be with my family, if there isn't anything else.

There is one more thing.

We need to have a look in your car.

What are you looking for, Kevin?

Evidence?

Murder weapon?

Another body?

How about it?

You got a search warrant?

No.

Do we need one?

You won't find anything.

I'd have felt I didn't do it.

Because I'm too good a cop.

What about the tire iron? You drop it off at the lab? It's clean.

Could be lots of other blunt instruments.

There are also other suspects, sir.

Well, I want to see some action on this thing, and quickly. I can't keep

stalling IAD.

Yeah, what?

Excuse me, Lieutenant. There is an emergency call for Lacey, line four.

No, no, no, Lacey. You can take it in here.

Thank you.

Detective Lacey.

Oh, hiya, Babs. How are you?

Well, truthfully, I'm a little tied up right now.

You can't.

find somebody else.

Hey, thanks for trying.

Thanks a lot.

Bye -bye, Babs.

I'm sorry, sir.

Everything okay?

Yes, sir.

Well, no, sir.

See, my husband has a very important dinner engagement tomorrow night, and my

mother -in -law was supposed to look after baby Alice, but then she won this

free trip to Atlantic City, sir.

And it's... Well, it's really not that important now, sir.

Okay. Let's get back to work. Yes, sir.

Other suspects, you were saying?

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir. We'll get on that, Lieutenant.

Fine.

Tomorrow is a whole day away, Mary Beth. I'm sure there's something that you can

get.

Don't you look at me like that.

I have a date.

That is, if O 'Brien ever calls.

Hey, Coleman, are there any other messages for me? If somebody wanted to

out and touch you, you'd be the first to know.

Have a T -shirt.

The sensitivity seminar's paid off, eh, Coleman?

Sergeant Coleman, you wouldn't happen to know any babysitters, would you?

Yeah, my next -door neighbor's kid, Beatrice.

Beatrice? Is she reliable?

She's a nice girl.

Shouldn't be any problems, I'll ask her. Sergeant, you're a lifesaver.

A lifesaver, that's what he is.

Beatrice. Can I stop with that? Perfect.

I could say thank you, but that wouldn't exactly suffice. I could say I'm sorry.

That'd probably be too easy.

What I really wanted to say is I hope this doesn't mean that we have to stop

seeing each other.

Chris?

Hello to you, my sergeant detective daughter, the celebrity.

Hey, this is your sober dad calling to congratulate you.

I take it you've seen the papers already and bought out every newsstand in the

city. Hey, look, Christy, next time would you please tell me in advance and

me a cardiac?

She wears earrings from Bendel's, a Perry Ellis blazer, and carries a

revolver in the waistband of a Calvin Klein skirt. She calls herself a pistol

-packing mama.

One senses that it's only half and chest.

I can't believe he did this. I just can't believe he did it!

I can't believe this is down.

She's a mass of contradictions, a superior officer who longs to be one of

guys, a hands -on street cop with high -level ambitions.

See? I poured my guts out to that creep and he spilled it all over the city.

Oh, God, I'm such a sucker.

Her eyes.

Weary from too much seeing, yet alive and incandescent and incredibly blue.

Incandescent? I didn't see that.

It could have been a lot worse, Christine.

Well, it's not like he used your name or anything, right?

You're a bitch.

Jacqueline Suzanne didn't use names either, but everybody knew who she was

talking about.

Well, you have nothing to be ashamed of here.

Say the truth. I think the thing is kind of flattering.

Mary Beth, that is not the point. He used me.

Boy, there's always something underneath, isn't there?

Just when you think you know somebody, I mean really know them, turns out you

never knew them at all.

Yeah, people are funny that way.

Well, looks like I'm going to be free.

He's doing a fitter.

Thank you, Christine.

Sure. But that's okay.

Sergeant Coleman has me all fixed up.

Oh, that's right.

A lifesaver. Yeah.

That explains the hole in his head.

busy nosing around me. I couldn't see another suspect if he fell right on top

him. I'm Victor.

This isn't helping, honey.

Victor thinks he understands me now.

Come on, Marcus. We're all murderers under the skin. A little private

never hurt anybody. He's just trying to be on your side.

He's trying to understand.

What?

That I'm the night avenger?

Some vigilante clubbing people to death.

If I hate them enough.

Tell me you didn't hate them enough.

I mean, you had to want Jackson dead. I know you did.

Oh, you think I did it too?

He killed your sister, Marcus. Anybody would have wanted to.

You think I cracked that man's head open?

You tell me you didn't.

You didn't.

But if somewhere deep inside you didn't want to kill that man, then something's

wrong with you. Claudia.

Do you think I could have done something like that?

Don't you?

But you said you talked to her.

You said Beatrice had agreed to do it.

What can I say? Her computer was down. She forgot that the shimmel switched

nights with the Catlins who got moved up because of the Gottliebs on Sunday

night. It just goes to show you should always have somebody in the bullpen.

Real nice coverage there, Keggy.

Do you realize what this means?

I already let Christine off the hook. And now she has made other plans.

If I can't find another babysitter, I can't go to the dinner. If I can't go to

the dinner, Harvey will never forgive me.

He's already wound up turning one of Esposito's cheap watches.

He's got to go now and meet these people all alone.

Damn it, Lacey, I'm not ready.

I'll do it.

Do it?

Do what, sir?

Babysit, if that's what it takes to get you back to work.

Oh, no.

Sir, I wouldn't dream of it. Hey, I got a grandchild coming. I could use some

practice, okay?

Oh, sir.

Oh, this is way too much to ask of you, sir.

What do you think I'm not capable, huh?

Hey, I had a baby. I've seen a naked tush before.

Just give me the address and I'll be there.

Now, if you and the pistol -packing mama over there don't mind, could you please

get back to work on this homicide investigation now?

Yes, sir.

Seven years I watched him ruin Brenda's life.

Lying to her, leeching off of her, beating the sense out of her.

All the prayers in the world couldn't keep her away from him.

Must have been terrible seeing your daughter go through that.

Imagine you'd have done anything to stop her.

Oh, I wanted more than just to stop him. I wanted to make him suffer.

But I figured the good Lord would get around to that sooner or later.

As it turned out, sir, it was sooner.

You're wasting your time, officers. I got 20 regulars to tell you that I was

slinging hash all night.

What time did you close, Mr. Harris?

Around midnight.

Maybe half past.

You think I killed Emmett, don't you?

You had every reason to.

Look around you, lady.

In this neighborhood, people don't need a reason to commit murder.

Emmett could have been killed for his shoes.

It wasn't the daughter. Which puts us right back where we were before.

Hey, Josie.

Hey, Dagny.

I've got a news report for you.

Mr. Jackson, how much time? Bingo.

What is it? We heard the report here.

Hair fiber and blood particles discovered beneath the victim's

Blood type O.

What type is Marcus?

Geez, I don't know.

Let's check the personnel files. Right.

Wait a minute, guys. Don't bother.

Hair fiber determined to originate from a male Caucasian.

All right. Way to go, Marcus.

I knew we could do it, Denny.

Maybe now we can get back to being a team around here.

Sure we can.

No easy leaves left on this one. Thank God.

I got a feeling we're not going to find that missing cross, either.

Sergeant, you got a visitor out front.

Thanks. He'll be out in a minute.

May I call him?

Claudia, it's Mary Beth Lacey.

May I speak to Mark?

Hi, you got a minute to talk?

Outside.

Got

your

Pulitzer -accepted speech worked out already?

Of course. I never leave home without it.

Boy, you really saw me coming, didn't you?

Worked me like a bunco artist works his mark.

Chris. You couldn't ask up front, could you?

No, that's not your style.

I beat you honorable.

Would you have consented if I had?

Once in a while, we all resort to our natural charm to get what we want.

Well, it's... different with me, pal. See, this is my work. Well, it's mine,

too.

I'm sorry if I hurt you.

You're a cop. I'm a newshound. We both do what we have to do. Fine.

So you filled your column, and I got taken for a ride.

And... Sorry.

Just wait a minute. What?

Look, when I first met you, I was attracted.

Not to the squad commanders.

It's to you.

You just couldn't resist the temptation to use me.

All right, Cagney, I'm a lowlife.

I took advantage of you.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for blowing your faith and your friendship.

And I'll tell you something else. The hardest part about this whole thing was

leaving you at the end of the night.

God, that was hard.

Cagney, you say what you like about me.

I got them screwed.

If you finished your spiel.

I'd like to get back to work.

What about tonight?

What about tonight?

Still got two tickets, the golden gloves. One's yours.

Forget it, O 'Brien. I've got other plans tonight.

Hey, I meant everything I said to you.

The mouth, the eyes.

I'm going to party by the star dust.

in case you change your mind.

Don't hold your breath.

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