All language subtitles for Kojak s02e13 Cross Your Heart And Hope To Die

Ah, the double one, right there.

What for?

Well, for you, silly Lisa.

I like gardenias, and I think they
deserve to be close to you.

Oh, great.

You shouldn't give me a corsage at the
end of an evening.

It's such a wait.

I'm sorry.

I was going to get you one before
supper, but we were rushed, so that...

no, I didn't mean that you did anything
wrong.

I've had a lovely evening, and I thank
you.

But who said the evening is over anyway?
Look, I've been to your place a couple

of times, but you've never been to my
apartment.

Now? What am I, Dracula?

Come on, Lisa.

Look, I'll give you a little silver
cross that you can ward off the evil

Please. I promise I'll be good.

Come on, Lisa.

You'll hurt my feelings.

All right.

Hey, baby.

You like old blue eyes? Yes.

But your eyes are brown and they have
little bits of green in them. Not my

Sinatra.

Frank.

The singer.

Oh, sure.

Greg, I don't know. I have no popular
records.

Now, don't move.

Don't move.

Now, don't move.

What?

Look, there's more liqueur. Pour
yourself another one.

Who is it?

I think, well, there's blood.

725 West 78.

Yes, me and a girl.

She's gone.

Did you notice if she was holding a
knife, Mr. Dean?

No, sir.

I couldn't say.

That is, I don't think so.

I just saw the blood.

I couldn't even tell you what color hair
she had.

They lifted a perfect pair of prints off
of one of these liquor glasses.

Probably a woman's. Yeah, liquor.

Look.

Nice.

Soft lights, fine rugs, Sinatra in a
stereo. How can you miss?

And no less than 300 names in his black
books here.

Mrs.

Doris Adamson, Mrs.

Howard Arthur, Mrs.

Mrs.

You and Crocker have a lovely time, you
know, checking out where these married

women were tonight. What's this?

Those were in his pocket.

49th Street Playhouse.

All right, go down and check with the
usherette.

Find out if you can get a description of
the girl that he was with that night,

okay? But what do you think?

She didn't like his approach or
something and freaked out? Why the

Why take the knife with her? Probably a
jealous husband or a lover, maybe.

Paid off Romeo for the last time. What
did this guy do?

Believe this? He was a pharmacist and
he's got every upper, downer, inner,

you ever heard of in that medicine
cabinet.

I'll talk to his boss in the morning.
Any kin?

Yeah, he's from Idaho, but we'll get in
touch with him. All right. Let's put a

couple more men on this case.

Rizzo and Saperstein. They haven't
nailed a case in a week. Get them down

Have them question everybody who might
have seen her or anybody who walked in

out of here.

You know, finding a guy with a knife in
his hand, that's a little bit too lucky.

Or maybe even a woman.

Nowadays.

Who knows?

All night.

Service. Sure is a bit cheeky.

Homicide last night of Mr. Greg Halleck.

Well, your name is in his book. Since
Saturday, Captain. Feller, you wouldn't

mind waiting here a moment while I get
the sketch artist in?

Yes. Right, Rizzo?

Yeah, right.

I see.

Excuse me. Morning, Captain.

I brought the usher in on the missing
witness and the Halleck knifing. As soon

as she works up a picture on the girl
that he was with at the theater, I'll go

down and talk to Halleck's boss at the
drugstore.

Who says the girl was a witness?

We're not a suspect.

She took off, didn't she?

You see, Captain, not every suspect is a
villain.

And on the other hand, not every witness
is a hero, as offered by that great

Greek philosopher, Larry Zunker.

Morning, Phaedra.

What would you like for music?

It's nice to see you up so early. Did
you sleep well?

How could I sleep well? People in and
out all night.

You should stay in bed, Mother.

Sure. I should never move a muscle.

Do you want coffee?

I'll get it.

Did you have a nice night last night and
everything?

I went to see a play.

It's the first play I've seen in years.

It's the first date, too.

Hey, I want to hear all about it.

It's Saturday.

I can build that planter that I've been
promising to put together for you.

One black coffee.

Joyce. Yeah?

I love weekends when you're home all
day.

I don't like to be alone.

I think I do until I am.

I'd hate it if you didn't live over
there.

I do my best.

I take you out.

You know how it is with Mother. She has
those attacks.

This druggist really came on strong,
huh?

Joyce, he's not important.

Not like you.

I'll never see him again, I promise.

Cross your heart and hope to die?

Cross my heart and hope to die.

Making me a bet for what?

Two tickets to the Nick game that he
recognizes the picture.

Okay, you're on, Crocker.

This must be him. Yeah. I'll call
doctor.

Yes, thank you.

Hi. We called a little while ago, said
we'd be down. Uh, yes. I've collected

Greg's things.

Uh, there isn't much.

Uh, this is a hell of a blow, you know?
Yeah. Finding a good guy like Greg, it's

not easy.

We understand.

Well, listen, Mr. Doyle. Did you ever
see him with a woman who looked anything

like this?

Oh, this could be one of dozens.

He's a real ladies' man, laughing it up
with the customers, if they were pretty.

I'd like to see your prescription
record, please. Okay.

Right here.

Do you want to read off a couple of the
names in Halleck's little black book?

Yeah.

Uh, Jan Waring, Lucy White, and Mrs.
Darren Webb. Hold it, hold it. Jan

Filled a prescription for diazepam last
week.

She's in here all the time.

Uh, very pretty girl.

Dancer, I think. Okay, okay. Mrs. Webb.

Hey, you weren't running a pharmacy. You
were running a date bureau over here.

Could I see that picture again?

Yeah.

Sure, that could be her.

Here, Lisa Walden. Lives just a couple
of blocks away from here.

Refilled the prescription here last
week.

What's this particular drug for?

That's what they call a psychic
energizer. It's sort of an upper, but

so hard on the system. It tends to
prevent withdrawal.

From what?

Life.

She's a very quiet girl.

I can remember talking to her a couple
of times myself.

Here, a prescription was made out by Dr.

Ralph Damon from Bellevue.

She spent some time there. I believe it
was an outpatient.

All right, make a list of the names in
this prescription record. See if they

jive with the names in Halleck's little
book. I'll call Lieutenant Klum in. All

right. This is Dr. Damon. Do you have my
phone number on him? I'll check my file

card.

You know what you ought to grow on this?

Those little baby sunflowers.

Me and my mother when... When I was
growing up in Jersey.

Lisa.

Miss Lisa Walden?

Yes?

Miss Walden, I'm Lieutenant Kojak,
Police Department.

May I come in, please?

Police?

May we talk alone, Miss Walden?

This is my closest neighbor, Joyce
Harrington. He's really family.

Joyce? That's right. Joyce.

Like a famous Irish author, which you
probably never read.

Nice talking to you, Joyce.

You know, that's what I love about New
York.

You see these dilapidated buildings on
the outside and you walk inside and it's

a lovely little home.

Would you like some apple juice?

Love that.

Joyce. Mother, come on, please.

Miss Walden, there's a girl around who
bears you a striking resemblance.

One we're looking for on an
investigation.

It's getting to be so fast.

I doubt if you want me, Lieutenant.

I'd rather you go out.

You really don't care about me.

If it wasn't for her, you'd never stay
with me.

You'd leave me. Please, Mother.

Come on, Mother. You know that's not
true.

Come on, let's go back to Paris.

Come on.

What concerns a man named... Greg
Halleck. He's the doctor down the

know, where you get your prescriptions,
Phil.

Oh, yes.

He's very pleasant.

He delivered something for me last week.

In fact, we even went to the theater the
night before last.

Oh, you sure it wasn't last night?

You're right.

Last night.

I just slept so late.

You don't get the papers, do you?

It's never anything nice.

And you people, your lives are filled
with such craziness all the time.

Miss Walden.

Lisa.

Greg Halleck was killed last night.

Stabbed. Oh, no.

That's a mistake. You see, we went to
the theater.

Did he bring you back here afterwards?

Yes.

We must have.

Greg is very attentive.

He would not send me home alone.

Maybe you had a little too much liquor
or something.

And you do sleep late.

I'll try to remember everything that
happened after the theater.

If you need me, just call.

I don't feel good.

This isn't making me feel good at all.

I'm sorry.

Look, maybe if we went out of the
station house, you know, and talked to

man who said he saw someone resembling
you.

Just leave her alone.

Why does everybody take her away?

Joyce!

Don't you hear me?

What are you doing?

You were going to get me a cup of soup.

Are you all right?

Don't you hear me?

Everything's under control.

Muy dramatic -o. So?

I got tricky, Frank.

I took this from Lisa Walton's
apartment.

And Forensic picked up a perfect set of
prints.

And they matched those taken off the
liquor glass from Greg Halleck's

So I put out a search warrant for her
place a couple hours ago.

The dark -haired creature you came in
with?

She killed Halleck? Oh, I don't know,
Frank.

But I do know this, that both the
usherette and Mr. Dean identified her.

I do know that she was there when it
happened.

But in talking to her, she seems to have
blanked out everything after she left

the theater.

Which doesn't make her innocent.

Just sick.

Where is she now?

Well, I didn't want to put her in a
holding tank.

So she's in there with policewoman
Donaldson in the interrogation room.

And Dr. Ralph Damon disappeared seven
weeks ago.

And Judge Crater vanished 40 years ago?
And nobody in my family has heard a word

from my Uncle Patrick since high school?

Hey, all right, Damon, that's when you
said wrote Lisa's prescriptions?

Yeah, he took off from Bellevue for the
weekend. His brother said that he came

into town to do some shopping, but
that's the last he saw of him. That was

seven, almost eight weeks ago.

What about missing persons?

They chased him to Palmieri's on Fifth
Avenue the last day. He charged the

lady's scarf sometime around noon.

Let me see that report.

Uh -huh.

Graduated Columbia University, nine
years of practice.

I thought shrinks never did anything
kinky.

Just took off, huh? I talked to Dr.
Kirk.

She took over his caseload.

She's willing to talk to you about Lisa
Walden, go through her file, up to a

certain point, professional ethics and
all that kind of stuff. She's out in the

squad room.

Originally, Lisa was admitted to
Bellevue at the request of her landlady.

Lived in Brooklyn at the time.

Didn't work, wouldn't pay her bills,
wouldn't move out.

Lived in a small pile in the middle of
the floor.

Hmm.

Nothing violent about her behavior.

On the contrary, she was withdrawn,
passive.

Dr. Damon apparently spent a lot of time
with her.

Attractive girls get a break,
Lieutenant, even in an institution.

Tell me about it.

Well, he released her. How did he manage
to help?

He gave her enough insight and trust in
herself to try it again on the outside.

You don't think she could stab a young
man who made aggressive passes at her?

No, I doubt it.

Not from anything Dr. Damon put in his
notes.

Look, Doctor, maybe we'll find out that
she didn't stab her date, in which case

she had to be present at the killing.

Most probably, anyway.

Not if it's a job for a doctor, not a
detective.

I mean, what am I going to do, put her
under bright lights and have her grilled

by three detectives? No.

Why don't you take her back to Bellevue?

See if you can make her talk, okay?

It's a shock going back there,
Lieutenant.

I can't promise you anything, not for
weeks.

Well, I don't have weeks.

Not with this kind of a killer running
loose.

All right, Doctor, thank you.

Oh, yes, in here.

Try one of these.

You're a nervous wreck.

Hey, what do you think the captain would
say if I had a couple of these hanging

over my desk?

Are you kidding?

He'd probably have you hanging up there
with him. Yeah, this is Detective

Saperstein.

This is Kojak. What did you find?

Well, first time around, Lieutenant, the
place is clean.

Now, you want to...

No. The place straight?

Yeah, it's straight.

Now I'm going to send her home.

You say you were releasing her? Frank,
the girl is sick.

I mean, she's blocked it all out.

She never could have jabbed a blade that
deep into the victim. It penetrated

bone, Frank.

That's one hell of a strong thrust.

You just give me a couple of days.

I'm going to try to get close to her, be
her confidante like the doctor. Yeah,

that might help her unblock that memory.

Thank you, Officer Donaldson.

I don't understand how you can work in
this place.

The walls are like hospitals.

Do me a favor, then.

Let one of my men take you home.

And then I'll show up in a little while.

And maybe you can give me some
decorating ideas. Oh, very unofficially.

What do you say?

They're crazy, Mother. They searched her
apartment.

They think she's done something bad.

And they took her away all day. That
Kojak, that lieutenant, he's the one.

You listen in on her.

You spy on her, but you never take her
out.

What's wrong with you?

What kind of love is that?

I do things for her. All kinds of things
I could do for you.

That's love, isn't it?

But you never could say it out loud.

Everybody says it out loud.

It's too easy.

We've got to be careful.

Listen, first thing you know, you get
married. You're living together right on

top of each other all the time. See,
Lisa and me, we are really close.

I know everything about her.

How to help when she's up and down.

We don't crowd each other this way like
you and me. Like we've always crowded

each other.

Not bad.

Try this.

What we call Greek honey. You might not
like the taste. You know, the Greek

bees, they feed on time.

It gives it a very special kind of
taste.

Try that.

Thank you.

Mind if I hang up my hat and coat?

a lot of things at Palmieri?

I hardly ever buy anything.

Why? The scarf.

It's beautiful.

My psychiatrist gave it to me.

Oh, really?

When?

Dr. Damon came here to visit a couple of
times just to see how I was. He gave it

to me the last time he was here.

Was it a professional call?

Well, sort of. He suggested that I ought
to go back to Bellevue just for a

while.

For some chemical therapy.

I get depressed sometimes.

Anyway, I didn't want to, and I think
the scarf was kind of a peace offering,

that I'd know he was really my friend
and that he'd stick by me.

You thinking about going back?

If he wanted me to, I would have. He
even spoke to Joyce about taking care of

the apartment.

Well, then I never saw him again.

Joyce? That's the neighbor from across
the way.

I mean, he spoke to the doctor when he
brought you the scarf?

Mm -hmm.

After he left my apartment.

What's this?

Oh, try it. I think you'll like it.

Lisa, you know I'd love you to make me
one of those hangings for my niece and

her husband. It's their first
anniversary.

Do you like the liqueur?

I'm trying to remember.

I tasted it for the first time just the
other night.

Greg gave me some at his apartment.

It is a problem?

I think so.

But I said I wasn't there. Maybe it was
someplace else.

Well, you think about it. We'll talk
about it later.

I'd like me to bring you a couple of
Frank Sinatra records, okay?

I know anything you want.

We'll talk tomorrow, okay?

Maybe then I won't be so confused.

with Lisa Walden. We're moving, Frank.
At least she admitted being in Alec's

apartment.

What's wrong?

This doctor there, where is he, Frank?

Well, get on it.

Get on it?

You got the list of names from the
pharmacy?

Yes, sir.

If you check out, anybody who might have
seen Alec would leave with their name.

They took a picture of Alec around.
Nobody ever saw him before.

Not even Joyce Harrington?

You mean the guy in the back with the
sick mother?

No, I showed him that picture myself.

Oh, yeah?

Look, he picks up a prescription for his
mother every other week. He's on almost

every page.

And he never saw Halleck at the
drugstore?

No.

No, the doctor.

He went over to Lisa's apartment to give
her that scarf.

And he talked to Joyce Harrington, which
makes Joyce Harrington the last one to

see the doctor alive.

I want you to check all the trucking
companies to see Lisa's apartment. What

we looking for? Find out the exact time
that the doctor was last seen alive.

And then find out if there are any
pickups near Joyce Harrington's

Pickup of what?

Anything large enough to hold a body.

But I'm going over to Lisa's.

And, uh...

That's all.

You're sitting on old blue eyes.

fit a body in a bread box.

You're a ghoul. I don't know how you
ever got a green thumb.

Yeah, sure.

Lisa? Where did you come from?

Heaven, can't you tell?

Oh.

I brought you Frank Sinatra album.

Would you please come inside and talk to
me?

I'm scared. I remember things.

I'm your man.

Miller Trucking?

Yeah. May I speak to the dispatcher,
please?

Hi.

This is Detective Stavros, Manhattan
South.

I notice you're not too far away from an
address on West 46th Street.

660, party's name is Harrington.

Any chance you made a pick up there
around seven weeks ago?

What was that all about, Harrington?

I'm going home, Mr. Miller. Help me, I
feel lousy.

What do you mean you're going home? It
ain't even noon yet. I'm going, that's

all. Listen, you go or you quit. That's
it, Harrington.

I just got cut off. You're the guy we
were just talking to?

Yeah. Well, that's okay. I'll start all
over again.

I shouldn't look into my things, Mother.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I have to take things day by day. Do you
understand?

I did what I had to.

You're luckier than you know.

This isn't the greatest life in the
world.

He was on a cart with you.

And then he got up.

Oh?

What for?

I don't know. I can't remember.

I have a headache.

You listen, Lisa.

You're a beautiful girl. You make
beautiful things.

You surround yourself with life.

Look at these flowers and plants.

Oh, even Phaedra over there, you're a
big mouth singer.

And I hate to talk to you about death.

But we've got to keep people from being
hurt.

And we have to understand how so much
hatred can affect another life, do you

understand?

So stick with it.

It's important.

I think he answered.

I think he answered the door.

The doorbell. Did you see who was at the
door?

I don't remember.

Nobody was at the door. Then nobody
killed Greg.

It isn't clear.

There's blood on my glove.

Yes?

Yes, Harris.

Miller Trucking Company.

Right.

Look, Lisa, I've got to go about three
blocks from here.

I should be back in about 30 minutes.

I didn't want to remember.

Not you.

You did see me.

Don't be afraid.

Everything's ending now, Lisa.

Come. Look at mother.

Anything I want to.

I can do anything I want to now.

Did you call the doctor?

She's dead.

Maybe not.

I think that we should go. No, Lisa.

We're not going to be apart anymore.

None of us ever again.

It's that simple.

Joyce, there's a detective.

And he's going to be back any minute.
He's a good man.

You can talk to him. Talk to him? Oh,
no.

We'll do better than that. We'll settle
with him.

But the police, they'll kill you and
then we won't be friends.

You can't fight them. You can.

I can't?

No. Sir, this is Mr. Miller. He owns the
company. He remembers telling one of

his drivers to make a pickup at 662 West
46th Street. That was just two days

after Dr. Damon disappeared.

But I can't find the slip.

His name was Smith or Woods or something
like that. Something simple. It was

supposed to wait with it outside the
building. But my dispatcher might know

about the order, but quit today.

Was it under the name of Harrington?

No, no, no, no, no, no. You guys got
that mixed up. Harrington is the

dispatcher's name.

Joyce Harrington was your dispatcher?
Yes.

Yeah, weirdo, but 9 o 'clock on the dot.
Except he cuts out during the day.

He's got a sick mother. Sure.

He slips out after ordering up the
pickup and goes to the building next to

with the trunk.

No, no, no.

Barrel. Weighs a ton. It's filled with
crockery. We got it stored in a basement

somewhere. Take a look.

Meet me back at Lisa's.

Dicta?

What's this plastic so the crockery
doesn't leak?

Lisa.

Let's see if we can get this thing off
you without hurting you.

Easy does it.

So you're gone. No more brick walls
outside the window.

You know, I need you to make that
macrame for my niece.

Yeah.

She lives in Jersey, you know. It's like
the country.

Lisa?

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