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Previously on Cagney and Lacey.

The medical plan is excellent.

With Harvey being sick, I think that would count for a lot. Well, how do you

know they'll take me? I can swing this, Marybeth. You tell me you want the job,

you're in. No, thank you. He was a great detective.

Yeah, emphasis on one.

Oh, you think she's too old?

Because if you are, Mr. Feldberg, you just bought yourself an age

lawsuit. Now, wait a second, Cagney. And a sex discrimination lawsuit. I never

said that she was too old. If her first name were Manny instead of Mary, we

wouldn't be having this discussion. God, you're a pain in the ass, Cagney

-Burton. Thank you.

Is that a yes?

And now you have a desk job and me.

Does that make you unhappy?

No, I'm happy.

Your nose is getting longer.

I am.

Oh, I bet you're having a little hot flash.

Hot flash? What are you talking about?

Well, you know what I'm talking about.

Change of life.

Change of... Menopause?

You say you may not be able to go there. You might not be able to pick up the

dry cleaning.

That's not fair.

Fair? Look, we're talking about a once -in -a -lifetime opportunity.

God, I hate this.

Oh, my God, Christine, you're moving to Washington. I am not moving to

Washington.

Oh my God, Christina, I'm so sorry. Would you stop it, Mary Beth? I'm not

getting divorced.

It's only a plane ride away, one hour.

And I can see him on the weekends.

It's called a commuter marriage, Mary Beth.

Millions of couples do it.

Spare some change? No, no, no, no, no. I've given more than much here today,

believe me.

Ah, you order a lot.

Your mister come home?

No, my husband's still in Washington, but I haven't eaten all day and I'm

starving. Here, the rest is for you.

Ah, thanks.

Thanks, Mr. Song. Be careful.

Lady, spare some change?

Sorry, not tonight. Oh, please.

Anything would be a big help. I'm really hungry.

Look, there's a shelter three blocks over on 2nd.

Hey, wait. Look, I'm a veteran. I was in the Gulf War.

Look, I just want to show you something here. Hey, back off, friend.

You hear me?

It's time to leave me alone.

Okay?

Yeah.

Look at you, you rich bitch. Don't tell me you can't bear a poor man a couple

bucks for food.

Let me show you something.

I am a cop. This is my...

This was not my fault. And I'll be damned if my insurance is going to go up

some stupid homeless man. Come on, lady. It was just some fool.

Yeah, but it was my fault. You saw what happened. You're a witness.

I'm a cop here. I am a cop. Why can't you just leave me alone?

Just calm down. All right, all right. Damn it. We're going to call a cop. What

are you just hanging around here for?

If you're still here, forget it.

You win.

Bon appetit.

I didn't do it.

I swear I didn't.

I didn't. What do you mean you didn't do it?

You took my damn dinner. I saw you take it.

You know who the stiff is, right?

Thought he was just some homeless guy.

Not just any homeless guy.

That's Earl Yeager.

Doesn't ring a bell.

You must have seen it. It was on all the news shows.

He gets cranked up on Angel Dust and he comes down here and he terrorized all

these people in this one co -op. Oh, yeah, I remember. I read that.

Is that him?

It was.

And the co -op, the half a block up the avenue here, suggests something, don't

it?

It certainly narrows the immediate list of suspects. Are you going to send

someone up there?

Sergeant Rogers, for you.

Excuse me, Lieutenant.

There you go. Thank you.

Rogers here.

Enjoying yourself?

The orange flavored beef is too spicy.

Lieutenant, we may have narrowed the list of suspects.

a one. Hey, you heard me.

I didn't do nothing.

I didn't do nothing.

So what kind of case you got on this guy?

Are you kidding?

He cuffed himself up with a dead man's jacket. Get this, with a bullet hole in

it that matched exactly the fatal wound.

Thank you.

Not only did he have the murder weapon in his pocket, he also had a very

expensive bottle of scotch and $28. It's one of the tenants of the co -op that

Yeager stole from her.

Nate,

your foot seems okay.

Yeah. I'm going to take this bandage off before I go to Washington tonight.

What's it, another fancy party?

I know it sounds glamorous.

Trust me.

Look at this.

You wouldn't think one homeless bum killing another homeless bum would end

the front page, would you?

Chance Tucker.

Chance Tucker?

I could not remember the name of the guy we arrested. It's right here. Chance

Tucker.

What's the matter?

Let me see that.

Very bad. What's the matter?

I don't know.

I don't know yet.

They were talking with men who cheat on their wives.

Hello? Harvey?

Yep.

I thought you'd still be out doing your walking.

I was going to leave a message.

I just this minute walked back in the door. What are you doing, checking up on

me? Listen, Harv, didn't you used to know a person called Chance Tucker?

The nightmare on East End Avenue began four years ago.

Earl Yeager was arrested last April, but as usual, he didn't stay incarcerated

for long.

So why can't the police keep Earl Yeager off the street?

If a prisoner is under the influence... Old news report on Earl Yeager.

Well...

As you can see, this hasn't been the city's finest hour, so we need a quick

disposition.

I just need to tie up one loose end.

The lack of gunshot residue on the coat.

Exactly. I want you to send Angelus to find someone who saw him wearing a

different coat.

Mr. Felbert, pardon me.

Detective Angelus is at MBD, but I could do it.

My husband, he used to work with Mr. Tucker.

In fact, that's why I came in here to speak to the lieutenant about this case.

Yeah, but, Lacey, you had a report due today, didn't you? The business and

professions code offenders?

Yes, but I could do that on the weekend, get it in for you Monday. And this way

I could assure my husband that it's a righteous arrest.

Sure, why not? Here, this should start you out. Thank you, Lieutenant.

Mrs. Pelbury.

I wish you hadn't have done that.

Why not?

If there is anything, she's going to find it.

It sure has a lot higher priorities than some co -defendant's list.

Cagney, just so you don't think I'm sandbagging you later, unless I find

money somewhere, I'm going to have to cut out a position in the department

unless he doesn't have any seniority. No, she needs this job.

Look, it's nothing personal. Just don't say anything about it, okay?

There's nothing definite, and I'm still trying to find my way around it, okay?

Pardon me, ma 'am.

Are you Gloria Phelan?

At the shelter, they told me I might find you.

You a social worker?

I'm Mary Beth Lacey. I'm an investigator with the District Attorney's Office.

And I understand that you're a friend of Mr. Chance Tucker.

I'm his fiancée.

Oh, I see. Congratulations.

Did you see your fiancée yesterday?

Sure.

You got a cigarette?

No, sorry, I don't smoke.

Can you remember what kind of coat Mr. Tucker was wearing yesterday?

Same thing he always wears, a long flicker.

You sure you don't have a cigarette?

No, sorry.

Could you describe this flicker?

It's white.

Used to be white. Down to his ankles.

Chance. He dearly loves that coat. Okay.

Nice and warm, waterproof.

Thank you very much. The guy who gave it to him says it's the same thing cowboys

in Montana wear.

Thank you, ma 'am.

What was the last time you saw him?

I don't like to sleep out like he does, so I have to get back to the shelter or

they lock me out.

Besides, he had himself a bottle and he wasn't in a sharing mood.

What time was this?

Just before 8.

Are you certain it was before 8? This is important, Ms. Phelan. Are you certain

that he had the bottle just before 8?

Sure.

Why?

Okay, bear with me here.

What kind of liquor and where to get it?

Hi, Mrs. Lacey.

I'm with the district attorney's office and I'm wondering if you remember this

woman.

No, I do not believe so.

Well, she came in here yesterday.

She was with a man, an African -American man. He had a kind of a cowboy slicker.

Perhaps. I do not remember.

You remember.

This man, he bought a bottle of Chivas Regal. This is a liquor store.

We sell beaucoup liquor.

Here.

Expensive bottle of liquor to a homeless man. He paid you with a $50 bill. As I

said, I do not remember.

You're lying.

Lying.

That's lying! Hang on.

Well, maybe your co -worker would recall.

He does not speak English. And besides, he was not working yesterday. Only I.

I'm sorry, madame.

And that?

You are welcome to look. But the cameras have not worked since before I came

here.

Is there anything else I can do for you?

He's lying.

He's lying his head off.

I don't know.

Um, these are for you.

And I'm sorry for all your trouble. And I thank you for your help.

Nobody cares.

Nobody. To all of you, he's just a bum.

But he used to be somebody, okay?

So don't turn your nose up because it could happen to you, okay?

Yes, ma 'am. I know that.

My husband, he used to work with Mr. Tucker.

Then why don't you help him?

You could help him if you wanted to.

Here.

No, I don't want to. I'll be cigarettes.

Any luck?

Maybe.

That's from Vehicle's report?

Tucker's fiancé said that he bought the scotch with $50 that he stole from his

sports car.

Mary Beth, maybe you forgot, but what you were supposed to be doing was

someone who saw him wear different clothes than the ones he was arrested

Well, the fiancé says he always wore the same coat.

Oh, and of course, fiancés always tell the truth.

Everybody I talk to says the same thing. Chance Tucker always wears the same

coat. Right, everybody.

Bums whose brains are so pickled, they couldn't tell you what they were wearing

when they were talking to you.

For a person who's been in AA for eight years, Chris, seven years and nine

months, who's counting?

Chance Tucker's girlfriend used to be a normal housewife with two kids and a

husband until he ran off.

You could have a little empathy, Chris.

I'd have a lot of empathy if she'd just go out and get herself a job.

And the kids, they're supposed to get a job, too?

All right, okay. I'm not going to argue politics with you. I talked to the clerk

in the liquor store. I'm pretty sure he's lying to me. Mary Beth. And there's

one more thing.

Tucker's hands.

There was no gunshot residue on his hands either.

So he wore gloves and he threw them away.

Pretty sophisticated thinking for a homeless alcoholic with pickled brains.

You've arrested the wrong man here. I'm taking this to Feldberg.

No. No, do not take it to Feldberg, Mary Beth, please.

Look, Chip.

Just give him the list of witnesses that you talked to, what they said, just the

facts, no editorial.

And also, please finish the list of offenders that he asked you to do. I

would do that this weekend. This is more important, Chris.

Look, Mary Beth, there's some rumors going around that there's going to be a

cutback.

And I don't think this is the time to be tilting at windmills.

A cutback?

And I've liked having you here. I don't want to lose you now, but...

I've gotten used to having you around again.

Anyway, so please, would you just promise me, promise me you won't go to

Feldberg and you'll have that list of the appendix form on his desk on Monday?

You're going to miss your plane, Chris. You're so stubborn, Mary Beth. Stop it,

will you? Just have a good time. I'll see you Monday.

God send help.

Harvey can't work yet. She has to support the whole family.

You did what you could, Christine. You warned her.

I have an appointment with a realtor.

She's going to show us houses tomorrow.

But the hotel's romantic.

Makes me feel like we're going away for dirty weekends or something.

You don't have to live there.

Maid service, big jacuzzi tub, hot sexy brunches in bed. Okay, okay.

We'll wait.

Couldn't we go back and start now?

Two hours, okay? I promise.

You press the flesh a little bit, smile that charming smile.

I'll get us out of there just as early as I can, okay?

This Washington Wives business is a full -time profession. I don't know if I

know how to do this.

You've been great so far. You'll be great tonight.

So, you're James Burton's charming wife.

Well, I'm working on the charming part.

Uh, James says you're a district attorney.

Well, I'm assigned to the Manhattan DA's office, but I'm still in the police

department. You mean you're not a lawyer?

Just a simple cop.

Really? So tell me, do you know any of the ones who are always beating up on

minorities?

So how you doing?

You'll find out.

Next weekend, you're coming up to the patrol women's endowment dinner. Ooh,

sounds scintillating.

It is. I'm making a speech.

And after tonight, you owe me big time.

Tonight is not over yet.

Dreamer.

It's obscene, you know that?

Richest country in the world, and we have people so desperate, they got to

for a warm coat or a couple of bucks. I told you, I don't think Chance Tucker

did kill Yeager.

Oh, well, you're right about that.

Society did it.

Life, liberty, the pursuit of happiness.

Lots of luck in 20th century America if you don't have a flushing toilet or

enough to eat. Sweetheart, you're not supposed to work yourself up. You know,

had a life, Mary Beth. He had a house and a life before he hurt his back, lost

his job, his medical insurance, and all his money was spent on doctors and

hospitals. Sweetheart. The only reason he started drinking was because he

couldn't afford painkillers anymore.

The land of opportunity, huh?

What is it? Something like 30 % of Americans three paychecks away from

a street.

Honey, we're not going to be homeless, okay?

What?

Why are you stopping? Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm great.

Let's go back. I had enough.

What are you doing?

I thought you gave that up ten years ago. Why do you want to get fucked

It happened.

What, the devil made you do it? I had this carton, don't ask me how, and

Saturday, I don't know, things got tense between me and Harvin. It happened.

I was all done pumping.

I thought everything was okay with him.

The doctor's got him on a low -fat diet. Exercise, stress reduction, he hates

it. It's hard to change your whole life.

What if life were a desperate thing?

We gave up drinking.

Yeah, well, we're all human, Mary Beth. You're the one who just had a cancer

stick in her mouth.

Give him time, Mary Beth.

He'll probably be okay. He's the best.

Christine, tell me the truth.

Am I going to get laid off?

I swear I don't know.

It's Feldberg's call.

The truth?

It's a pretty good chance.

But I'm going to do everything I can to help you.

Come on.

Excuse me. I want the printout. I can't finish this stupid projection for the

mayor's office. Do you get it to me?

I was right, Christine.

The man from the liquor store is lying.

That is a report of a car break -in exactly like Chance Tucker described.

Did you finish the code offender's list? I came to Feldberg this morning.

I asked him at the precinct to forward any reports of theft from sports cars in

that neighborhood, and there it is, only three blocks away.

The guy says he lost $540, a video camera, one leather coat, two suits, a

cellular phone. This thing goes on and on. I thought Tucker only stole $50.

The guy is scamming his insurance agent.

So you say.

Tucker breaks in. He takes $50. Doesn't even cover the deductible. So this guy,

Jameson, decides to turn it into a windfall.

Or it is completely unrelated car burglary. Read the report, Christine.

telling you we got the wrong man.

Meanwhile, I would like to go and interview the car owner. What's his

Jameson. If that's okay with you, boy.

Mary Beth, this guy is not going to cop to insurance fraud.

And I'm sure that Feldberg has better things for you to do with your time.

Mr. Feldberg has better things for me to do than solve a murder and free an

innocent man?

Fine.

Great. It's your job I'm trying to protect, but hey, obviously you know

Excuse me.

Your name's Dupuis?

He spoke to my associate, Mrs. Lacey, about Chance Tucker. It's late, madame.

Well, I won't keep you long, Mr. Dupuis. I just want to ask you one question.

Did you sell him the scotch?

I already told the other lady, no.

I know what you told her.

But what I want to hear is the truth.

The truth?

The truth is, I see Chance Tucker every day, trying to beg enough money for food

to keep him alive and a bottle to keep him warm.

At least now, he'll be taken care of.

I'm not a very patient woman.

One more time, did you sell Chance Tucker an expensive bottle of scotch

paid for with a $50 bill?

All I can say is, if I could, I would help an innocent man.

You think Tucker's innocent?

I am saying I cannot help.

What are you afraid of, immigration?

What if I get immigration to agree not to detain you if you testify?

In my experience, to be safe, it is best not to draw attention to oneself.

Fine, I'll just slap you with a subpoena. And I'll disappear.

Well, then I'll have you thrown into protective custody.

Then I will testify in court to the same thing I told your associate, that I

remember nothing.

Okay, Miss Bui, you win.

But just between the two of us, I need to know, is Chance guilty of murder?

As I said, if I could, I would help this innocent man.

Now, good night, madame.

And be careful.

There are many undesirables in this neighborhood at night.

Lieutenant, can I talk to you for a minute?

Sure.

Christine, you have to help me with this Chance Tucker thing.

Mary Beth, you already turned the information over to Feldberg. He says

local precinct will look into it.

They already have a suspect. It's going to end up at the bottom of the pile.

Chris, I want to do this with you. He's already given you another assignment.

It's another list to compile. I will do it at night if you help me with this

here.

Mary Beth, I went and I talked to the clerk at the liquor store.

When? Last night.

Thought it was worth another look.

And? And he hinted that maybe Tucker was telling the truth. You see? Now

you put that together with the theft from the sports car.

Assuming it's even the same car, you can't prove anything. All you've got is

suspicions about one guy and a wink and a nod from another.

Let me ask you something.

What was your first instinct about this case?

That the tenants and the co -op have a damn good motive, right?

It's all too pat, Christine. It's like, it's that movie, you know, the one, you

know the one with the, with the, Spencer Tracy with the one arm, and he goes

into this tiny little town. Bad day at Black Rock. Exactly.

Now, I'm asking, if we were back at the 14th precinct, out in the street, which

we're not, and your job is on the line here, and you weren't worried about my

job, and this case came up in the normal rotation, what would you say about it

then?

You know, I have very important things to do.

The mayor is waiting for a projection from me, and I have a speech to write,

which I am giving on Saturday.

What would you say, Chris?

I would say that we should talk to the people at the co -op.

After Ira's throat operation, we tried to sell the co -op, but it fell through

twice. All because of that Earl Yeager. Oh, we were very angry.

Six months ago, one of them went off accidentally in the apartment above us

night. Scared the stuff out of me.

Gingerbread. That's what sells real estate.

Now that that Earl Yeager is dead, that bald -headed ape.

He killed the old shrubs by...

Urinating on them.

Mrs. Glass, you were chaining that planter to the pole.

They're homeless.

They steal anything they can sell. And if it isn't the homeless, it's the crack

addicts. That's why we want to leave New York.

You think it'll be better in Fort Lauderdale? There are homeless

Ira, we are going to Fort Lauderdale when we sell the co -op. And that's all

there is to it.

Mr. Costa, did you have any special problems with Earl Yeager? We all had

problems. Mrs. Glass said you all bought guns.

Did you buy a gun, Mr. Costa?

A gun?

I can't own a gun.

My wife, she died.

Well, we're very sorry to hear that, sir. It was ten years ago.

But I was in a hospital, an institution, really, for a while.

So I...

History of mental illness plus depression, no gun permit.

Probably just as well.

He didn't do it, you know.

Oh.

You mean Sheriff Tucker?

He didn't kill Earl Yeager.

Mr. Coster, if you know something, it's important that you tell me. Just a

feeling.

You had that kind of feeling, haven't you?

Well, if Tucker didn't do it, then who did? Who killed him?

Well... It could have been a lot of people. I just know it wasn't Chance

Excuse me, Lieutenant.

This here is not the same park as the one where you found the body, is it? No.

No, that park's in the other direction from the building on the park corner.

You don't walk your dog over there? It's so much closer.

On a nice day like this, Jay likes a longer walk.

Besides, I can use the exercise.

Well, what have we got? We got the glasses that say they didn't hear or see

anything. We got Coster, who said he was having dinner in his apartment that

night.

What is the name of that other tenant? Romeo somebody. Romeo DiCarlo. He's the

lawyer that lives in the penthouse.

Romeo DiCarlo?

Are you a match? A carrot sticking you with a name like that?

I'm getting a pimple.

Where? Oh, I am.

There.

Well, I don't see anything. There! It's right up in there, Christine.

Oh, there it is. Where?

It's a little... I can hardly see it.

Is there... Jimmy's coming home this weekend, and I've got to... Come to time

a woman's life when her... I don't want to hear that. Excuse me!

Go away!

Here you go.

God bless you, lady.

You give him money like that, it merely reinforces his behavior.

Buy money if I want to give it away. Well, they only keep begging because it

works. They only keep begging because they're hungry. It's a scam, Mary Beth.

He's going to go spend it on booze and drugs.

Yeah, sure. A lot of them. Yeah, but there's also a lot of hardworking,

people who are down on their luck. Well, fine. Let them take the jobs we keep

reporting illegal aliens for.

Minimum wage or less. There is no reason why anyone in this country should go

hungry. Fine. Tell that to the president the next time he's here.

Mary Beth, I understand you're being sensitive about this. particular subject

because of the job situation and how I want to talk about it. I told you that I

was.

You do not have to worry about money. Thank you. I don't want to talk about

Mary Beth, I want to do my job, Christine, and my job right now is to go

talk to Sonny Faye.

Get out, you lazy good for nothing.

Amen. No excuses.

I told you once more.

And now I tell you the last time.

Yeah?

Well, the hell with you and your stinking job. Easy. Take it easy.

Mr. Pei?

Yes, ladies.

District Attorney's investigators, Mr. Pei. We need to talk to you about Earl

Yeager. Don't have time to talk.

I just fired my lazy goods -for -nothing helper. Yes, sir. We saw that.

Mr. Pei?

Mr. Pei, we could just...

When I came to this country, I work 18 hours a day.

I sleep in back there until I save enough money to bring my wife from

find an apartment.

Now I cannot find a good helper. I still must work 15 more hours every day. I

must wear this black jacket to protect me from holdups. Mr. Pei, Earl Yeager.

That bastard!

He scared my wife.

She never leave the apartment alone. Never.

What kind of country is this?

You let a crazy man out on the street. Mr. Pei, please try and calm down. We

have a few questions, that's all.

I don't talk to police.

They get everything backwards.

Do you know what happened to me?

I stand up to Jäger.

I make him fight me.

He break my arm.

Who do you police arrest?

You want to know?

Me. They take me to court.

You make me pay $1 ,000.

Mr. Pei, the precinct report said that you saw Earl Yeager the day he was

killed. I go home for lunch.

I come back here, he yell at me. Both times say he kill me.

I call police.

No one ever come.

But that night, they find the body.

They come see me all right. They think I kill him.

You police don't like Koreans.

Then they find Chance Tucker.

So better.

Blame black man, not Korean man.

You know what I think?

I think Chance Tucker is a hero.

Give him medal. Give him reward.

It damn shame you put him in a jail.

I just bet your burgers are pretty good, don't you think, Alice?

Our cinnamon tastes like sawdust.

I think it's tofu.

What's tofu?

Don't tell me.

You got any cheese?

Maybe cheese will help.

Harv? A little cheese isn't going to kill me, Mary Beth.

You talking to Feldberg about Chance Tucker tomorrow?

I'm working on it, okay, Harvey?

Is that that homeless man who killed the other homeless man?

Well, I don't think he did it, sweetheart. That's why I'm going to talk

boss. I don't think anybody who's homeless doesn't deserve to be.

Alice, Christine, that is not true.

There's little children, even. It's not a simple thing, Pumpkin.

There's an expression there, but for the grace of God, go you or I.

You know what that means?

I'm just saying what Jennifer's mom said on the way to school yesterday.

Well, I think that Jennifer's mom is a little short -sighted.

So you and Jennifer's mom are walking to school every day.

Is this a sort of a neighborhood scandal or something?

She doesn't walk. She drives me and Jennifer on her way to work every

Harvey, that's how you said you were getting your exercise.

Yeah.

Well, I'll start again tomorrow.

Okay?

We'll keep trying things until we find something we like.

Recent surveys of Americans show the most pressing problem to a majority of

citizens is the high incidence of crime.

But who exactly is in jail, us or them?

If you look at the percentage of citizens too afraid to leave their homes

walk the streets at night, or even in the daytime,

I'd say it's us.

Yes, James Burton's room, please.

Oh, okay.

Would you just tell him his wife called?

Good, thank you.

Would you take it easy here, Chris?

I can't drink coffee at home anymore, and now you hustle me out of that joint

eight minutes of eight in the morning. Hey, this is your big project, Mary

not mine. You want to get it done? Let's do it. Fine, but am I correct in

presuming there's more going on here than meets the eye?

You mean menopausal facts?

That is not for me.

Well, whoever did it, it is not funny.

Now, may I suggest that we divvy up your list. I will take one half. You take

the other.

Fine.

I'll take the half she doesn't need for breakfast.

He scared me.

He said some really bad, nasty things to me. I'm so sorry, Rubiana.

We already went over this with the police that night. I understand. It's

that sometimes we have to check.

I'm a physical coward, Mrs. Lacey.

Since I was a boy, I've abhorred violence.

So, yes, I bribed Earl Yeager to leave me alone.

The down jacket Yeager had.

The one that was covering Chance Tucker when he was found?

It was mine.

He demanded it from me a few days before he was killed.

Now, about that night.

We didn't see anything.

We watched TV all evening long.

First thing we knew about the murder was when the police came.

And the last time that I saw Earl Yeager was that afternoon.

You said he threatened you?

I was just outside when he jumped out from between two cars.

He grabbed my purse.

Took the $50 that I had, then he threw my wallet into the middle of traffic.

And did you ever call the police, Mr. Rosman? Oh, please, Mrs. Lacey.

The police response to this whole affair has been pathetic.

But me complaining to the police?

In my experience, most police have absolutely no use for a gay man in our

society.

Sorry. Excuse me for bothering you. Your door was ajar. Mr.

Rosman? Yes? I'm Lieutenant Cagney Burton. I was just talking to Mrs. Lewis

across the hall.

I just have one question that nobody seems to be able to answer, and maybe

could help me.

Chance Tucker is accused of killing Earl Yeager for, among other things, $50,

which was found on his purse.

What nobody seems to be able to help me with is how Mr. Yeager got the $50 to

begin with.

Well,

I gave it to him, actually. He had threatened me that morning, and he

money, so I gave him what I had, $50.

Well, will you excuse me for a moment? Certainly.

Chris.

Alcina Lewis just volunteered that Yeager stole the money from her purse.

But Tucker said he took it from the car.

I went and talked to the Glasses. They said they gave Yeager the money. Osmond

said he gave Yeager the money. Well, somebody said... Lady.

You must be Lieutenant Cagney Burton, I believe.

Mrs. Lacey.

I'm Romeo DeCarlo, attorney at law.

Yes, I'm Mrs. DeCarlo. You live in the penthouse and, uh...

Earl Yeager vandalized your Mercedes?

Vandalized. That's a nice neutral word. How about trash?

How about demolished? He was a deranged lunatic.

Mr. DiCarlo. You've already got the lunatic's killer. Why are you harassing

neighbors? We're merely continuing an investigation, Mr.

DiCarlo. DiCarlo.

Fine. I'm acting as their attorney, and I'm advising them not to talk to you.

Roy, I suggest you say nothing to them. Absolutely nothing.

Why? What do you have to hide?

We've been through enough already.

Five years of Earl Yeager's tyranny. Five years of police

indifference and ineptitude. Have we not suffered enough?

Can you not just leave us in peace?

You're staring at it.

What? Like this.

You can barely notice it.

But you can notice.

I haven't had pimples since I was 17 years old. I don't know what you expect,

Christine. I don't want to hear about menopause.

Fine, I don't know what I'm talking about. I never do.

Heart flashes, insomnia, diminished libido. Why don't they just take me out

shoot me? It'll pass.

Think we got enough of Felber? No.

Unless a stockbroker testifies that earlier you were about $150 to $200 with

AT &T the day you were killed.

And Chance Tucker's innocent.

Those tenants are framing him. Come on.

Mr. Filbert must be done with his lunch by now. Let's track him down.

The case is closed. He copped a plea.

Well, he can't do that. He's innocent.

Oh, no, not you too, Cagney. Don't either of you have any real work to do?

Felberg, he has a chance to talk about his innocence. Look, he stood up in a

court of law this morning and freely and voluntarily confessed and pled guilty

to murdering Earl Yeager. And frankly, that's good enough for me.

So an innocent man goes to prison for the rest of his life? Lacey, he says he

did it.

He was drunk at the time, so I let him plead to manslaughter, which means he'll

be out in five years.

During which time he'll get three meals a day and a warm place to sleep. And

that's a hell of a lot better than he was doing out on the street.

And it doesn't matter that he's not guilty.

That the actual murderer is out there on the street someplace still. Okay, fine.

Who?

If it's not Tucker, then who did it?

The tenant that Yeager was harassing. They did it.

And they pinned it on Tucker.

The tenants?

Yeah. What, all of them together?

What is this, murder on the Orient Express? Or maybe we could narrow it

little bit.

We're not sure, but basically we have six suspects.

Oh, great.

One confessed killer is sufficient. Thank you. Six suspects does me no good

all. Ladies, this case is closed.

Oh, Lacey.

I want to see you in my office tomorrow.

Set it up with my secretary when you get back.

Yes, sir.

I'm going to go get the man.

Could you kind of hurry it up a bit? I've got better things to do with my

than sitting here on Rikers.

Pucker's still at breakfast.

We'll have him up for you in a minute.

He's at breakfast.

So how was James?

When's he coming in?

Well, funny you should ask.

I got home last night and he was there waiting for me.

Oh.

Yeah, we've been invited to the White House for dinner Saturday night.

No. Yeah.

That's fantastic, Christine.

I'm supposed to be giving a speech that night at the Patrol Women's Endowment

dinner. Remember?

You hate making speeches anyhow. What are you going to wear?

I told him I couldn't go.

This is the White House, Chris, not some reservation at the Rainbow Room.

He knew I had this speech.

And his whole attitude was, big deal.

You know, big deal, because all he cared about, of course, was this latest

dabble in politics. And my career, well, I just get a little pat on the head.

Thank you.

Christine, sometimes in marriage, you have to bend a little, like a tree.

Well, I don't mind bending a little, like a tree.

I just mind being...

Twisted like a pretzel.

It's not just the dinner. You know what else he wants me to do?

He wants me to quit the force, move to Washington, and network. Do you love

that? Network with the Clinton people and lobby for a job with that

administration. That doesn't sound so terrible. I didn't vote for these

Mary Beth.

Besides, presidents come and go.

What kind of security is that for me?

Your marriage, Christine, that's the security.

Well, you tell that to the 50 % of wives in this country who get fired.

Lieutenant.

What? Lieutenant.

Ma 'am.

You can go in now.

Visitor bus loading at gate B.

He called you ma 'am.

Thank you.

Charlie.

Charlie. Harvey Lacey.

You were constructive with him about 10 years ago.

Well,

that's okay.

I also saw your friend Gloria.

She said to tell you she's still living at the shelter and she's doing okay.

Gloria, you met her?

That's good. She's okay.

You got a smoke.

Yeah.

Mr. Tucker, do you remember being in court yesterday?

You pled guilty to killing Earl Yeager?

Did you kill him?

I guess.

What do you mean, you did?

Well, everybody says so, so I guess I did.

Do you think you did?

I don't remember.

When I'm drinking, there's a lot of stuff I don't remember.

But our old Mr. Jenkins, he lets me sweep up the bar in the morning.

Ten bucks.

He gave it to me in advance.

Tell him... Um, when I get one of those prison jobs,

I'll send it back to him.

Yeah, you steal $50 from a cop.

Now, who told you that?

Did Gloria tell you that? She's trying to help you.

I'm no thief, I swear it.

But I needed a drink. It's all I could think of.

And I saw this car, the window wide open. wallet on the seat so i just took

50 out listen i'm sorry if you can find out who it is tell him i'll send him his

money back too only it'll take a little longer do you think you could spare a

few more of those smokes okay here keep the pack

So what do we do now?

You tell me. You said no one coerced him into pleading guilty. I don't think

there is anything we can do. And what were you doing with cigarettes in your

bag? I told you I had a carton.

You know how bad those are for anyone, much less someone who's had breast

cancer, thank you.

I'm not smoking them.

They're for interviews.

I'll believe you.

But thousands wouldn't.

It's non -smoking in here. I'm aware of that, thank you.

Do you have the correct time?

A little before ten.

How little?

Four or five minutes, give or take.

Tell me, what did he say?

I went to his office at 10 .30 and the secretary says that the meeting has been

postponed. Next week.

I should call and reschedule.

He's going to lay me off. Why can't he just do it? Mary Beth, I'm sure. I keep

wondering what's going to happen when I tell Harvey.

You haven't told him?

He's depressed enough.

We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

I shouldn't have said anything to you, but Feldberg told me that he was going

work the budget around so that it would be okay.

And, um, maybe we're worrying about nothing.

Tell you what, why don't I buy you a nice lunch?

I'll tell you what I'd prefer.

I'd prefer we go back to that co -op and we give it one more shot.

What are we going to get we didn't get last time?

I don't know.

You're keeping.

Mrs. Glass, all we want is a few words with you.

I'm sorry, but Mr. DiCarlo was very definite. We shouldn't talk with you.

So, the offer for lunch is still open.

Ah, Mr. DiCarlo.

I see someone here must have called you.

You trained them very well. No one in the building will talk to us unless

present. Call me Romeo.

Right. Okay, I'm going to tell you again for the record.

No one here saw anything that night. No one heard anything. Not until the police

came and harassed Mr. Payne.

Nobody's harassing anybody, Mr. DiCarlo. No?

What would you call it when you've already got a confessed killer awaiting

sentencing? I'd call it looking into other possibilities.

You're harassing a...

We, the people, come together as a society. We pay you police for

we can trade vigilantism for the rule of law.

When that social contract breaks down, then we, as individuals, have the right

to protect ourselves.

I'm not sure I understand you. Are you saying you have the right to murder

somebody? Say that again, I'll sue you for slander.

Chance Tucker is a confessed killer. No one in this building saw or heard

anything that night. End of discussion.

Lieutenant, I was thinking you and I could get together in a more conducive

environment.

Say that again and I'll sue you for slander.

Good day, Mr. DeCarlo.

Come on, Lieutenant.

I'll show you why my mama named me Romeo.

Maybe she was hoping you'd poison yourself.

One of those people killed Earl Yeager.

One of those nice, normal people murdered another human being in cold

they framed another one without giving it another thought.

Horv, what would you say if I just gave it up?

Chance Tucker didn't do it, Mary, but you can't give up on him. No, I don't

that. I mean this whole... this investigator thing. It gets me so sad

Horv.

Maybe I should be doing something else.

That's great.

How are we going to get by?

We'll get by. How? I can't work.

Nobody's going to hire me, and who's going to give you a job to paint like

I don't want to... Hey, sweetheart.

Hi, Mommy.

Come here, give me some sugar.

How was school?

It was okay.

What's for dinner?

I got a chicken in the oven.

Did you remember to take the skin off?

I'll take it off later.

Harvey, you're supposed to take the skin off first, so...

Okay. Whatever.

It's not a big deal.

Oh, I found this cassette.

Guided meditation for stress reduction. I thought maybe we could do it together.

Lord knows I could use it, too.

Alice is hungry. I'm going to get her dinner.

Well, okay. After dinner.

I mean, where do you usually meditate?

On the floor? In your chair?

You want a little pillow under you, Mr. Lacey?

The Knicks are on TV tonight. We'll do this another time, okay?

Okay.

Hi.

Hello.

I'm Martha Cruikshank, and this is Bob Hilliard.

How do you do?

We're with the mayor's office.

Oh, it's nice to meet you. I'm Christine Cagney Burton.

Yes, we know who you are. May I get you a drink?

Please, a club soda.

Scotch rocks, white wine, and a club soda, please. We were asked to talk to

Really? By whom?

There are rumors that you have ambitions to become police commissioner,

Lieutenant. Well, I honestly haven't thought about it in a long time.

Since getting married, you mean?

Are you going to be moving to Washington with your husband?

We don't mean to be intrusive, but nobody wants to back a horse who's

on holding the barn.

Oh, of course. No, please. I want you to know, no, New York is my home.

Washington's just a weekend thing.

Thank you.

And I'm very open to anything that you would have in mind.

Well, then, here's to the future, Lieutenant.

Whatever it may bring.

I'll bring to that.

That's not a bad turnout.

You okay, honey?

Yeah, I'm okay. I just feel stuffed in this suit.

You look good, Harvey.

You took off a few pounds since the last time you wore it.

Don't you want to remind me of that Mary Beth?

Last time I wore this suit, I nearly died in it.

You're doing great, Harv.

The doctor's going to be very happy with you your next visit.

The doctor's going to say exactly what he always says.

Harv, I'm going to go to the ladies' room.

I thought you stopped. Don't start with me, please.

What are you so temperamental for?

Oh, wait, I know.

Menopause. Oh, that's funny, Christine.

If you start your speech with a joke, I hope it's that one. Or you could try

this one.

It says anything. A chance tucker next Wednesday.

Mary Beth, we have done everything humanly possible.

Now, did you know that according to a national study, there are more people

afraid of public speaking than there are afraid of dying?

I wasn't going to practice my words in here, but you smoked the place up.

Pardon me.

All right.

Is James here?

Almost funny.

Oh, well, he should be out there schmoozing anyway.

And she says to me, trees are nature, right?

I said, yeah. Oh, thank you.

I said, yeah, trees.

Oh, excuse me.

But he wanted the fish, not the roast beef. I'll leave the beef. It looks

Thank you.

Well, if you cut the fat off, I suppose you could have a cup of white.

Would you care for butter and sour cream, chives, sweet potato?

No butter, no sour cream. The chives are okay. I'll take the whole smear. Thank

you.

Pop, what are you doing? You know better than this.

Mary Beth, it's one night.

Bobby, don't eat that.

Fine, I won't.

Why, Liam?

Excuse me.

Did you get the babysitter home okay?

Of course I got the babysitter home, all right. You don't have to grill me about

everything. Bobby, I didn't mean it like that.

You wouldn't talk to me in the car. You'd go raging out at Christine's

don't understand what's going on with you.

You want to know what's going on, Mary Beth? Is that what you want?

I'll tell you, Mary Beth, what's going on is you're always on my back.

Do this. Don't do that.

Eat this.

Don't eat that. Harvey, I'm trying to help you. You treat me like a three

-old. And you keep pushing me to make love to you. I can't.

I don't mean to push you. How can I make love to you when you treat me like

you're my mother?

I love you, Harvey. I want you to take care of yourself.

I want you to live forever.

Why?

I can't work.

I can't fool around.

I can't even eat, damn it.

Who the hell wants to live like this? Oh, come on, sweetheart. It's not so

The hell it's not.

I used to have a life. This isn't a life. This is just a slower way of

I feel so damn worthless lying there, sponging off you.

I mean, the only way I'm worth anything to anybody is dead for the damn

insurance money.

It's late. You're tired.

Now who doesn't want to talk?

Well, talk in the morning, Harvey.

You need to sleep. Now you'll feel better in the morning.

Stop telling me what I'm feeling. I can feel any damn thing I want. And what I

don't feel like is living this half a life.

I'd just as soon get it over with. I really would. I'd rather be dead.

Here's the pills the doctor gave me when I couldn't sleep, worrying about you.

We'll order in pizza, pepperoni, extra cheese. You can wash the whole thing

with a six -pack of beer. Go ahead, take it. Take the whole thing. Take the

whole damn bottle. What are you talking about?

You won't touch me. You don't want me. You don't want to get better.

You want to die?

Go ahead and do it. Get it over with.

Morning, sunshine.

Ali?

Honey?

I couldn't get you on the phone.

I wasn't answering the phone.

Probably explained it.

Some friend you are walked me out before my feet. Fortunately, I was brilliant.

Even without your support.

I brought Sunday breakfast.

Maybe later, thanks.

Don't give me that look.

Okay.

What a wonderful morning.

I hear there may be rain by this evening.

Rain's nice, don't you think?

I apologize for leaving early.

We were fighting.

I can tell.

So are you okay?

Other than my husband is locked in the bedroom not talking to me. And I'm about

to lose my job. I'm doing my damnedest here to catch lung cancer.

Yeah, well, other than that.

He won't take care of himself.

And he hates me for nagging at him.

Nobody can make me stop drinking.

That's all I said, so I can't make you stop smoking.

And you can't make Harvey do something he doesn't want to do, no matter how

you love him.

Oh, God, Christine.

Last night I tried to shock him out of it, and now I'm scared that he's going

call my bluff.

You know, Mary Beth, I really hate people who use those A .A.

buzzwords. I do.

You really have to stop manipulating.

You have to just turn it over.

You have to love Harvey enough to stop controlling him.

You just put one of those out. See?

It's impossible.

You care about somebody. It's impossible to watch them hurting themselves.

Right.

He won't come near me, Chris.

We haven't made love.

Nothing. Ever since he... He's probably afraid of having another heart attack.

Well, the doctor tells him not to be.

That it's good for the heart muscle. Well, the doctor didn't almost die.

So just give him more time, that's all.

Yeah, right.

I hope so.

Did you talk to James?

No.

Christine. You know, I thought you'd show up last night.

Surprised me.

Call him, Chris.

Don't let pride stand in your way.

Work is great, but it doesn't keep you warm at night.

Your marriage is the most important thing. Don't let anything come in front

that. Yeah, that's what they tell us.

Ever since we were little girls.

And no matter how happy you are doing anything else...

You don't have a solid marriage.

You have nothing.

You go through what I have with Horace, where every day, God forbid, you don't

know if you're going to lose him.

Put things in perspective, Christy.

Talk to him.

Couldn't hurt anything.

See if there's some way to work stuff out.

I'm not fooling here, Christine.

If you don't, you'll end up sorry, believe me. I want it to work out.

Okay.

Maybe I should surprise him.

I could catch the next shuttle.

Good.

I could go home. I could wash it. I could put on something fabulous.

That's good.

Something in ivory.

Perfect.

I could do that.

Do you mind?

I love it.

You're going to be okay?

Yeah.

Me too.

Give my bagels to Harvey.

What's up, pumpkin? Why such a sad face?

Are you and mommy getting a divorce?

Oh, no, baby.

We just having a few problems, but it's no big deal.

We love each other.

And we both love you very much.

What, baby?

Please don't die, daddy.

Please. Oh, baby.

I'm not gonna die.

gonna die, sweetheart.

Welcome to the Hay -Adams Hotel.

Thank you.

Hi, Charlie.

Oh, thank you.

Chris. Room service.

Christine, please.

Christine.

Where to, ma 'am?

Airport, please.

How long have you been here?

A few hours. Come on, let's go.

A few hours?

Wait, wait, wait. It's not yet 8 a .m. I just want to sit for a second and have

a cup of coffee.

There's been a discrepancy in the dispatch record.

The night that Earl Yeager was murdered, uniforms were dispatched to the park at

exactly 11 .14, which, according to this, is six minutes before I stumbled

the body and called 911.

Maybe somebody's watch was on.

Maybe not.

Come on, you can drink that, Nicole.

Nicole.

So, you want to tell me how to go?

With James the Prime?

Oh, Dan, I'm spitzing again.

I used to be too pristine every time I drank too much coffee. Thank you for

discretion. I even forgot to put my earrings on this morning.

I think maybe I am in menopause.

It happens.

51 .2 % of the population.

Yeah, well, death happens to 100%.

Oh,

you know, if I'm lucky, all my hormones are shut down all at once, and I don't

have to think about men anymore.

Well, what happened?

Nothing.

Nothing. I shouldn't have seen him coming.

So tell me about Harp. How's Harp?

Well, he's alive.

Yes,

here it is. A call came in through the operator at 11 .14, and I dispatched

uniforms.

Your call, Lieutenant, came in on the 911 line and was recorded at 1120.

Do you have a tape of that first call? A 911 call is automatically recorded and

saved. A call that comes through the operator, it doesn't work that way.

Do you remember the call?

Are you kidding?

If I'd lived in Podunk, maybe.

But here in New York, all I have is what's on the log.

Well, I used to write down it's a male voice. Was there anything distinctive

about the voice? Like amplified with a voice box or accented or maybe a little

effeminate? I would have noted anything distinctive like that. This was just

your ordinary garden variety male voice.

Well, that seems to rule out Sonny Paye, Roy Osmond, Ira Glass.

There's no way she wouldn't have noticed how they talk.

So that leaves it to Koster and to Carla.

Unless, of course, it's one of the other four million men in the Naked City.

Ah, come on, Tris. You and I both know that it's somebody in that co -op.

I know it. They call in the murder so the police can hustle over there and

up Chance Tucker with their carefully planted evidence.

I vote for DiCarlo.

He's a criminal lawyer.

He'd know to go through the operator. If anybody knew how to keep his voice from

being recorded, it's him.

Excuse me. Got any spare change?

Excuse me?

This is a police station, for God's sake.

Mary Beth Duke. do that?

I'm not helping him. He's just going to go get a bottle.

Get a hot mail, okay?

Thank you. God bless you.

They're human beings, Christine.

Don't you have any compassion?

No, I don't have any compassion.

I'm angry.

Angry because they become so obnoxious I don't even see them as human anymore.

And then I get to be mad at myself for being so heartless.

Gee, I think it's easier just to give them a bug.

Okay, you got your ticket?

Yeah,

ladies and gentlemen.

We'd like to see any records you have on Mr. Romeo DiCarlo's car.

Uh -huh.

Did he say it was okay?

Just give us the damn records.

Please. Otherwise, we'll have to get a subpoena. Make us go through that, and

we'll have to contact the IRS.

We'll want to know all about your accounting procedures, and the INS is

want to know all about your hiring practices, and on and on. Ladies,

please.

It's a citizen's duty to cooperate with the NYPD.

Parked his car at exactly 10 .38 that night.

Five minutes to walk that way to the park and the co -op. That's the perfect

time to kill our Jager.

Wait a minute.

You know what that doorway is? What?

That's the doorway they found Chance Tucker sleeping in.

So the colonel sees him on the way home and sees he's unconscious.

Very convenient for a frame -up, don't you think?

Oh, Romeo.

Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo?

He's got an office on West 76th.

What I want you to do is look at these little pictures.

Horv, are you there?

Pick up if you're there, Harvey.

Okay, I hope if you're not there that you're out walking.

I didn't mean to do that. I wasn't going to... I'm sorry.

Honey, I'm sorry to go mother -handing you. I don't want to be your mother.

I want to... Well, damn it, Harvey, what am I supposed to do?

I love you. Go take a walk.

Thanks.

Sorry. I was just telling your partner that obviously the garage records are in

the safe.

Obviously. It happens all the time. I was having dinner with Paul Costa.

Anyone gets on a witness stand and tries to say otherwise, I'll spin him around

so hard he won't know whether he's coming or going. All in the pursuit of

and justice, no doubt.

Truth? Truth is, I don't give a crying crap about bringing Earl Yeager's killer

to so -called justice.

Chance Tucker was a hero in my book. Now, if you'll excuse me, I bill my time

$2 .50 an hour.

This inane conversation has already cost me $75.

Not insane.

I love you. Go take a walk.

Hi, Mom. I'm at Jennifer's. Daddy says I can sleep over if it's okay with you.

Call back.

Barbie?

Honey?

Harvey!

Remember we used to do this at the old place?

Alice got started after a night up on a roof.

You took her something?

On my diet, yeah.

Some leaves and some tree bark for roughage.

Well, that'll be plenty.

I've been eating crow all day.

Every once in a while, crow is good for you.

Oh, Harlan. No, listen to me, Mary Beth.

This is hard for me, giving up the way I used to live. But if I don't, it's

over.

And I don't want to miss any day I could have with you or with our family.

But it's got to cut both ways, Mary Beth.

If I'm going to go pure here, then you've got to give up those lousy

How'd you know?

You smell like an ant, right?

Mr. Blasey, while the time is finished, may I have this dance?

Let me go brush my teeth.

Come here.

I can't be perfect, Mary Beth.

Nobody's perfect, Hogg.

I'm not perfect either.

Well, you know that.

Sometimes I think you don't.

What I know is I love you.

And I want to go very old with you.

Should we call Alice?

I told her she didn't hear anything by midnight.

Not to worry about it.

waiting for you i know you told me this isn't the park where you walk your dog

that you always go over to york avenue but um my partner pointed out that this

isn't human nature since this park is so much closer especially on a chilly

night like that jade come on come on so um if

you were here on the night that jaeger was killed you must have seen his body

come on jade you know how to heal

They say dogs don't respect you unless you're stern with them.

Somehow I could never bring myself to yell at her.

I know the problem.

When you were in the park, you saw Romeo DiCarlo kill Earl Yeager, didn't you?

No. You lied about having dinner together to cover for him, didn't you?

I'm not covering for him.

Mr. Costa, I don't get why you're doing that.

He must be a nice person and a good friend, but I'm damn sure a selfish jerk

like DiCarlo would never lie to protect you.

Romeo DeCarlo did not kill Earl Yeager.

I'm telling you the truth.

If you don't want to do your business, we're going home.

Come on.

Heal.

Okay, so the glasses apartment is here. Of course, the name is Anthea Lewis with

the daughter.

Mary Beth, why don't you call personnel?

Find out how much severance pay they're going to give you if they lay you off. I

already did. I'm on probation. No severance.

Osmond is here, and of course the hope of him for Costa. No, that isn't right.

That puts Costa in the apartment over the Glass couple.

Well, that's where he lives, Christine, three Bs.

Except that Mrs. Glass said that... Yeah, the gun went off in the apartment

above hers six months ago.

And Costa says that he's never owned a gun.

Good, Christine.

Very good.

Charlie Chan.

I'd like it to go on the record. Mr. Coster is speaking to you over my

objections. Fair enough.

Mr. Coster, I'd like to see your gun, please.

Oh, gee, wait.

Jade. I'm sorry. No, that's okay.

Should I use your kitchen? Of course, of course. Pardon me. Jade, Jade.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant Cagney. You don't understand. Under New York State law,

it's illegal for Paul to own a gun.

Yeah, we spoke to the officer who responded to the shot -fired call by

Glass downstairs.

He said it was an accident, that you were cleaning your gun.

He also said you seemed like a nice guy, so rather than arrest you, he gave you

a warning.

Told you to get your gun registered.

All right, so Paul had an unregistered gun, but he doesn't have it anymore.

It was stolen.

Really? So you reported it?

No, I advised him not to, being it was illegal.

You know, it's funny. You're such an obnoxious character to Carla.

It never occurred to us that this dinner alibi cuts both ways.

Mr. Costa here could be our shooter, not you. You have no evidence connecting

either one of us to any murder.

Pardon me, Lieutenant.

It's something you might want to look at in here.

Excuse me, ma 'am.

It's, uh, right there.

Wow.

Whoever you hired to patch this should be ashamed of himself for doing such a

sloppy job.

There's a bullet in there, isn't there, Mr. Coxon?

That's human nature. Just leave it in there, putty it over. I'm betting it'll

match the slug taken out of Earl Yeager's chest. I have not seen a search

warrant. You don't have a search warrant. Hunter!

Hunter!

Out of the way!

Where are the stairs? Straight ahead.

You go down. I'll go up.

I'm so ashamed.

Paul.

Paul, please come down.

Come down and talk to me, all right? I can't live with it. I can't.

Paul, tell me what happened.

You know what happened.

I killed him. Paul, it's okay. I'm sure you had a very good reason.

He was going to hurt Jay.

He said he was hungry.

I told him I didn't have any money.

He said he didn't want money.

What he wanted was my dog.

He was going to eat my dog.

Then he started to laugh. I got so angry. I was crazy.

I didn't know what to say.

I couldn't do anything.

And then he lunched for Jay.

And then something happened. I just snapped.

So I reached in my jacket and I took out my gun.

And I shot him.

Did DeCarlo see you? Don't say anything more, Paul.

I'm sorry.

I am so sorry.

I don't want anybody to get into any trouble.

Huh?

Paul, no!

No! No, no!

I don't want to die. Oh, God, I don't want to die.

Paul, I'm sorry. I'm going to have to put handcuffs on you. You can't just

it. Get out of my face! He's got a brain tumor. For God's sake, he's got maybe

six months to live.

Who's going to take care of Jade?

Who's going to take care of my poor dog?

Oh, this is first rate.

I've got a murderer with a terminal disease, an obstruction of justice

indictments for a half dozen good Samaritan neighbors who are only trying

help out a dying friend.

Well, you've done a hell of a job, ladies.

The juries will cry their eyes out, and there isn't a conviction in the whole

batch. With due respect, Mr. Felberg, we freed an innocent man.

Oh, right, right. I forgot. Who's going to be let out onto the streets and has

no place to go.

Another victory.

You know what?

Go. Take this garbage out of my office. Give it to one of the junior ADAs to

prosecute, because I don't even want to look at it.

Mr. Felberg.

Mr. Felberg. Oh, wait a minute. I just had an idea. Put that on McInerney's

desk. He introduced me to my ex -wife. I owe that mumzer one.

Mr. Feldberg, there's something I need to know.

Am I going to be laid off?

Thank you, Cagney.

Uh, come back and see me later this afternoon. We'll know more then, okay?

Betty. Yeah.

When did he call?

Well, go, go, go.

No, not you, Betty.

Well, can you get him back?

Well, try to ring him right now. I need to talk to him.

I'm going to get fired.

There's something I want to do first.

What? Come on, Mr. Payne. When we interviewed you, you said Chance Tucker

deserved a medal.

Different doesn't mean I give him a job.

Have you found anybody to replace the man you fired?

He never could do it. No way.

Excuse me, sir, but I think I can.

When I'm not drinking, I'm an excellent worker.

When I am, well, I'm still fast.

What do you have to lose?

Minimum wage to start. He can sleep in the back, just like you did when you

first came.

That door needs work. If you want, I can fix it.

This man used to work construction with my husband. Fifteen bucks an hour.

If he's even half as good as he used to be, you got yourself a big bargain.

You could fix it.

He said okay. Did you hear him say okay? He did.

Okay.

You know, if he stays sober, gets himself back working, maybe him and

will be able to get married.

Yeah. The blushing bride and the bashful groom.

A cardboard box and a white picket fence, and they all lived happily ever

Well, you don't have to be so cynical. It happens.

Excuse me, ladies.

But could you spare some change for a hungry man?

Here, I'm not hungry.

Come on, Mary Beth, we've got to get back.

Listen, I'm sorry. I'd like to. Normally I would, but I'm probably losing my job

today. That's okay. Bless you anyway.

Here. God bless you, baby.

You're a good person.

Thank you.

Not one word.

I've got work to do. I don't want to talk to you.

Well, I've come all the way from Washington, so you'll damn well talk to

You son of a bitch.

Chris. It's all right, Mary Beth. I'll talk to you inside in just a minute.

If you'd just come down to the White House dinner, none of this would have

happened. Oh, it's my fault.

You can't keep your fly zip, so it's my fault. You were never going to move down

to Washington.

I didn't mean enough to you for you to inconvenience yourself.

You know, Jimmy, you're even less attractive as a victim than you are as

adulterer. You know, most women would have been thrilled to support a career

move like this.

But not Christine Cagney.

I see.

I mean, really? women know all about how to be a doormat. Don't give me all that

feminist crap. I'm talking about our marriage here.

Well, excuse me, Mr. Clinton, big shot.

Just so super to hear you talk about the holy state of marriage.

Just answer one question for me.

Why did you say yes?

Why did you marry me?

What, are you a glutton for punishment?

I'm curious.

Because I thought I was in love with you.

Believe me.

We can do this.

Give us a break.

I love you. We're good together.

Cut the blarney, Jimmy.

I mean it.

We're just not so good in the sack. Is that it?

Lately, not so you'd notice.

Go to hell.

You're saying you don't love me anymore?

I'm not there next weekend.

We'll be in bed with you then.

Command appearance at Feldberg's. Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Is he here?

What's going on? It's Bernie's celebration.

Your birthday?

Oh, I'm taking an early retirement.

They had to cut somebody and they made me an offer I could not refuse.

All right, Bernie.

Way to go.

Mary Beth, have some champagne.

Yes, please.

And congratulations.

Good luck with retirement. You better believe it.

Oh, that's just great.

Oh, helper.

You left out.

You won't be sorry.

I'm not sorry.

Well, listen. Here is to your happiness.

You're getting out of here.

And here's to your happiness.

Thank you.

Christine.

It's one drink.

It's not going to do anything, Mary Beth.

See, I'm putting my glass on the table.

And now I'm going to go home.

And congratulations, my partner.

Chris!

Christine, stop!

I don't want to talk about it. What did he do?

What happened? Nothing. This is not a tragedy.

Some people just aren't cut out for the white picket fence.

Okay, you're coming home with me.

You don't want to be alone, Chris.

That's where you're wrong, Mary Beth.

That's exactly what I want.

See you tomorrow?

See you tomorrow.