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Thank you.

Who are you?

A friend.

You finished sharing Chase?

For the second time.

Don't you mind answering some questions?

As long as you do the same, what happened?

It's like sleeping pills.

Found an empty bottle in the bedroom.

When was the last time you saw me, Chase?

Two days ago.

Got any idea why she might want to kill herself?

No.

She had a boyfriend.

They were very much in love until she got pregnant. It seemed like the whole

world turned against her and where they'd taken her.

Southern Maryland.

Mr. Johnson, you scared me. What are you doing here? It's Sunday.

Oh, I had some last -minute programming to do.

We're running the XK -90 tomorrow.

Goodbye.

An ambulance brought her in. Are you a relative?

Friend. I'm sorry. Miss Chase died en route to the hospital.

Is there anything we can do for you, sir? Would you like to speak with a

on duty?

Please.

Sure,

I'm

angry. But I've got a right to be.

And maybe I'm being selfish.

I am just not ready for this. Mitch, for God's sakes, will you calm down? The

whole building can hear you.

I can't do this!

Mitch, you're acting irrationally. No, I'm not the one that's acting

irrationally. You're the one that's acting irrationally, not me.

I don't want to talk to you when you're like this.

Oh, no, no. We're going to settle this thing once and for all before it's too

late. Look, I've got a lot on my mind right now.

But I'll tell you something, Mitch.

This is going to happen, with or without you.

I just wanted you to be involved.

Be involved?

Lucy, what's the matter with you? Of course I'm involved.

We'll talk later when you calm down. Where are you going?

I'm spending the night at my parents'.

Get in the car. Let's go. What? Against the car. Come on. Face down.

I ain't doing this, man.

You're making a mistake.

I went to your house to have you sign a few papers, and they told me you were

here. What happened?

Miss Lois has been shot.

What happened?

That kid she's been living with, he shot her.

Mom, Mitch wouldn't... Not now, Michelle, okay?

What's her condition?

We don't know yet. The doctor's still with her.

I know that kid would be trouble. I tried to tell her. I tried.

Mr. and Mrs. Gilbert.

Go sit over there, Michelle, okay?

Her condition is critical.

What does that mean?

She's in a coma, experiencing what we call spinal shock.

The coma might be temporary, caused by swelling, or the bullet might have

permanent damage.

Can't you operate? Can't you take the bullet out? We can't operate until the

swelling goes down.

I don't want to deceive you.

There is a possibility that she might not last.

In the meantime, someone is going to have to make a decision about the

pregnancy.

What?

She hadn't told you?

No.

She's somewhere in her third month.

There's a chance that the pregnancy may have an adverse effect on her condition,

but it may not it's a matter of choice Normally it would be lowest decision,

obviously under the circumstances. That's not possible Someone

is going to have to decide whether or not to terminate

little one?

I met you at the murder.

You were helping my friend Vicky's dad, remember?

Oh, yes.

Michelle, la mignon.

I hardly recognized you. You've grown so.

And you're speaking in English.

If my memory serves me, the last time we met, you'd only converse in French.

Yeah, that was silly.

No, I don't think so.

We learn to practice and practice to learn.

God gives you a gift. You must use it.

So, comme ça va?

I'm okay, but... Michelle?

Uh, my mom's looking for me. I gotta go, but could I talk to you later?

Do you have a problem?

Well, yeah, I think so, but I gotta go right now.

You need to talk.

I'm never far from here.

Thanks. Au revoir, Michelle.

Mr. L, honey, come on.

We're going home now.

I don't know if you can help me, but nobody listens to me. I didn't know who

else to ask.

Now tell me what troubles you have.

My sister got shot.

That's why I was at the hospital.

They think her boyfriend Mitch did it.

He's in jail.

But I know he didn't shoot Lois. I know it.

Explain that to me.

Mitch would never do that. I know him. They take me out sometimes with them.

He's a nice person. And I know he loves noise.

He told me so.

Mitch needs help.

Please, Hawk. Nobody will listen to me. But they'll listen to you.

I'll see what I can do.

So you're tranquille.

Friend of a friend who believes in you.

Asked me to help extricate you from your present circumstance.

Well, that's real nice, but right now I don't need a friend. I need a lawyer.

Considering what the police tell me, you're going to need more than a lawyer.

The district attorney is preparing a six -by -six cage for you.

Yeah.

Well, the cops got there real fast.

What are they telling you?

The suspect, one Mitch O 'Connor.

Caucasian age 23, occupation cab driver, shot one Lois Gilbert in the parking

lot of 446 Hill Park Street.

A neighbor called the police long before the shooting because the suspect was

arguing very, very loudly with Lois. That same neighbor saw the suspect

over the apparent lifeless body of Lois. The suspect was then apprehended

fleeing the scene on foot.

Yeah, well, they got anybody who saw me pull the trigger?

Police say the suspect has a prior record.

Possession of illegal firearms.

Son of a hack in D .C. doesn't carry a gun.

Yes. The jury's gonna love that.

Do you want me to help you, cab driver?

Or shall I summon a public defender?

I'm gonna ask you two questions.

One, did you do it?

No.

That'll do for now.

Two, did you know that Lois was pregnant?

Yeah.

That's what we were arguing about.

She feels she's ready to have the kid.

I'm not. So you're willing to stand aside while her father approves an

for her? An abortion?

They told me she was in a coma. They didn't say anything about the baby.

There's not yet a certainty.

But the doctors can't make that decision.

Lois was in a coma, so she certainly can't make it. It seems to me that

the only one left except for her father.

She wants the baby too much. I couldn't live with myself if she loses it.

I remember someone else who couldn't live with that decision either.

Her father doesn't want that kid because it's mine.

If there's a chance that keeping that baby alive won't hurt Lois, that's what

gotta do.

Lois would want that.

She wants that kid.

Well now, car driver, you're gonna have to greet the Lois.

What more do you want from me, Hawk? We got an injunction on the abortion, and

we got the kid out on bail. A minor miracle, if you ask me. And considering

circumstances, three days to the hearing is proper and very reasonable.

I need more time, Cynthia.

You know this town and the system. You also know how I depend on you.

All right.

I'll buy the D .A. lunch.

Attempt a withdrawal from the favor bank. But, Hawk, don't hold your breath.

I don't get this.

I'm the father. It's my decision. Mr. O 'Connor, as your attorney, my advice to

you is to listen to this man.

He's your only chance.

I love you, too.

All right, Maude.

I'm sorry for what I said.

Forgive me.

This is my fault. We haven't been arguing.

I shouldn't have let her go.

I should have been there.

If you had, you'd be lying there next to her. No help to her at all.

Lois, you hang on.

I'm not going to let anybody take this baby away from you.

Frank,

no!

No! What the hell are you doing here?

I came here to see Lois. What the sin is the job?

I didn't shoot your daughter, Mr. Gilbert.

I have every right to see her. Yeah, you come near my daughter again and it'll

be the last thing you ever do.

number about it could be a pro and the car uh four -door maroon i don't know

why would anyone want to kill that's all i've been asking myself nothing i can't

figure it i think did she say anything do anything i don't know and she was

kind of nervous lately edgy i thought it was about the pregnancy but to tell you

the truth i haven't seen much over the last couple weeks I'm going to night

school trying to get my degree.

Trying to make a better life for us.

Where does she work?

Dad's place, Teldar, over in Lawndale.

That's how we met. She was at a fair.

I used to drive her over two, three times a week before she got her license.

You believe? 22 years old. What do they do at Teldar?

They make computer parts for the government.

She's an electronics engineer. Dad runs the place.

Father doesn't like you very much, does he?

I'm about his worst nightmare.

That's why we haven't got married yet. Lois figured things would get better

between old Frank and me.

You can see they haven't.

Well, now.

Looks like somebody didn't leave anything untouched.

You have any idea what they were looking for?

No idea.

Maybe she hid something of value.

Something that they wanted bad.

Michelle. Mitch?

Hey, sweetie pie.

How you doing?

I've been better.

Yeah, me too.

This woman will be okay.

Where'd you find this guy?

Oh, I get around.

Michelle.

We need your help.

Me?

What can I do?

I think I found something.

Yeah, okay.

I'll see you there tomorrow.

I found it in her desk, in a locked drawer.

I had to pry it open with a letter opener.

Key to a post office box.

Something important enough to keep locked away.

A smart woman, Lois.

Just like her sister.

There's at least four post offices, either by our place, by Telda, or around

here. Could be any one of them.

It's me.

Yeah, I'm on it.

The little sister just gave him something.

What was it?

Well, you keep riding him.

You'll hear from him.

Well, Hawk with the boyfriend.

They've been talking to the sister again.

She gave them something. Fisk couldn't make it out.

Let Hawk do our work for us, Taker.

Once he finds it, take care of him and bring it back.

You got it. All right.

And I just don't want him dead. I want him gone.

I want Hawk and Mitch Connor.

You know, that's what you look.

As well as his handwriting.

This was postmarked the day she was shot.

So much as Flint.

Check out time.

Okay.

Now turn around ever so slow.

Okay.

Now the gun.

Man didn't say please.

Please. Let the kid do it.

Slowly.

Two fingers.

All right.

Okay. Okay, now put it on the ground.

Take it over here.

All right.

Now the envelope.

Klee. Thank you.

See, I can be polite.

Now move.

Okay, now hold it.

Kid, open the door.

Come on.

Get in the car.

Ah, yes, the $85 .55.

Sexy bit of circuitry you got here, Hawk. Any more with this tank, huh? Why?

You know that research grant I applied for?

This little baby and one of his cousins were just about covering. How much are

we talking about?

Well, I haven't been in the market for one lately.

I'd say $80, $120 grand per unit, and that's a cautious estimate.

Mercy, mercy me. Believe me, my friend, it's worth every penny.

Ooh, this is a microprocessor jam -packed with hundreds of thousands of

intricate circuits.

They call it a wrist chip in the trade, reduced instruction set chip.

It's essential to robotics, CAD CAM systems, weapon delivery, aerospace.

Ouch!

There goes my sabbatical. This one's cooked. Take a look.

See the dark part?

That's meltdown. This ship has been exposed to stress exceeding its

Hotter than a car on fire. Please elucidate.

Well, to take a worst -case scenario, that means any airplane guidance system

using this unit could be meeting the ground at a high speed, resulting in a

crash. However, bodies strewn all over the runway.

You know, Eugenia, you are great credit to the halls of academe.

Anything for a buck.

Always a pleasure.

Hey, tell me hers.

There's a halfway decent right hand you got there.

Like you, Hawk, I do nothing half decent.

You

be

out looking for the guys that tried to kill us?

Yeah, I have.

But you got to keep the body in tune with the mind.

in the envelope with the chips in it. There's an address on it.

532 -something West.

And the rest is burned out. So all we gotta do is track down all the streets

that end with West. You know, Northwest, Southwest.

What is all this we?

We are not gonna do anything. You're gonna stay right here.

Now, wait a second, Hawk.

I love Lois.

And I'm not just gonna sit around and wait for you to save us. You could get

yourself killed, too. Besides, you know how many streets are in the District of

Columbia with the last word West.

I gotta do something, man. All right.

You stay here and watch Milton Tommy Rock.

You do what I say, huh?

Stay right there.

Where you going?

Want to see what's in the soup? You stir up the pot.

Hey, hitman, I read it for you in the year 2000.

No, I'll try like three.

I'm not at liberty to discuss this with you. We're under contract for the

government to produce components for our military aircraft, and each of our work

is classified.

But assuming that that ship is ours, if you're implying there's something wrong

with yours, Totally misinformed.

Everything we manufacture is manufactured in accordance with strict

specifications. Our lab maintains that control.

Your daughter worked in that lab, did she not?

What are you getting at?

She mailed herself an envelope, kept it safe by mailing it to a post office box.

Where is this envelope?

Incinerated. But this survived.

You've got to be out of your mind coming to me with a story like that.

Your daughter knew something. Somebody wanted to keep her quiet.

Are you accusing me of having something to do with the attack on my own

daughter? I'm accusing you of knowing more than you're saying.

You get out of my house!

Well, now, Mr. Gilbert, no matter what you think, Mitch did not shoot your

daughter.

And forcing her to have an abortion will not stop her from loving him either.

Doctor! Doctor!

Doctor, is she moved?

She's coming out of it.

Hold it right there.

Get your hands up.

Now!

Come on, we've been through this, Frank.

Lois was wrong. Those chips are tested over and over. First by us, then by the

Defense Department.

And you see the reports.

If you want to see him again, I can call Hal and have him bring him over.

Look, who is this guy, Hawk, anyway?

Who do you think hired him?

He wouldn't say.

Oh, come on, Frank.

He's working for Mitch Conner.

He's got an ax to grind.

He's going to stack the cards any way he can to prove the kid was innocent

because that's what he was hired to do.

Look, there's no reason why we can't have those chips tested again. Just to

sure.

There's no need for that. I want the chips. Test it again, Stan.

Wait a minute.

Are you giving me orders?

Let's not forget who works for who.

You wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me.

Look, we have a deal, Frank. You're a front. That's it.

I call the shot.

Right?

Hal, get over to the warehouse and get rid of the microchips.

All of them.

Now.

I am not pleased.

Cork, listen for a second.

You remember that address I showed you, 532 West something?

Go on.

I found it in Lois' office.

In a box of microchips exactly like the one we found.

What do you want, man?

Open one of those boxes.

My, my, my.

I'm in the mood for a toy.

Make it good.

I'm the owner of Teldar.

In name only.

Stan Taylor runs the operation. He has since day one. That's how we qualify for

set -aside contracts.

You familiar with that program?

The government reserves a percentage of appropriations for minority -owned

companies.

Not only have you defrauded the federal government, but you have betrayed your

people. I have used my position to provide jobs for the minority, to put

my family's table, to educate my daughter. You have snatched the

the hands of legitimate businessmen. Look where that's gotten your daughter.

What about the chips, Mr. Gilbert?

Do you know what I figure?

The man you're fronting for has been supplying the company with inferior

computer chips, but selling them at superior prices.

Lois came to me.

Several weeks ago, she was working on the altitude control panels that go into

the military planes.

She thought she had found something wrong with the microprocessor. Something

potentially destructive to the air unit.

Potentially destructive.

Altitude control fails.

Plane goes down.

I went to Stan Taylor. He told me the chips were tested. He told me they were

okay. You knew nothing about those chips?

No.

I can't believe Stan's capable of something like this.

Where is he?

He's probably at the plant. He told me he'd be there this week.

Dan Taylor.

Mr. Taylor, is it in?

Who are you?

I'm the man who's getting ready to explode all over you if you don't tell

where he is.

He's at the CEO heliport, taking a company helicopter out on business.

Came to see you off, Stan.

What, are you crazy?

What's the gun for?

It was you, wasn't it?

You had a low shot.

Go ahead and admit it, Stan.

Admit it.

You might as well.

Either way, you're going to die for what you did.

You're out of your mind, Frank.

Put the gun down.

What you got in the briefcase, Stan?

rest of your life rotting in a jail cell with his name on it.

Think about it. Think about it.

The operation went well. We were able to get the bullet out. She's going to be

okay.

She's unconscious right now, but that's normal.

What about the baby? The baby's fine.

Apparently unaffected.

Is she lost now?

Sure. Her family's in there now.

Where are you going?

Good luck, cab driver.

Love you very much.

Hello, my baby.

I have something for you.

What is this?

$38.

Where did you get all of this money?

I saved it up.

It's for you. For helping me.

And me.

I'm sorry, but I can't accept it.

Why not?

Vicky's dad paid you and you helped him.

That's right.

Sometimes I do things for money, but this is different.

Why?

I did this for someone I was too late to help.

Sometimes we are asked to heal other than end up healing ourselves.

That's payment enough.

Adieu, Michel.