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Nah.

How much longer will I have to sit here?

That depends.

I told you I didn't do anything.

You were drunk and disorderly.

So I had a few.

No identification.

You say your name's al Willis.

We don't know.

Must have left my wallet in the bar.

That's no crime.

If you are who you say you are, there's no need to worry.

A man's checking on you now.

- Cops! - You guys give me a pain.

Think you got a license to shove people around?

I'm a respectable citizen.

I never had any cop trouble before.

Then you won't have any now, so take it easy.

I'm getting' outta here.

Take your grubby hands off me!

Stinking cops!

Nobody socks me around like that!

Nobody.

I get even. I always do.

What happened?

Brought him in on a drunk charge.

Questioning him about those east side robberies.

He got wild, and I got careless.

You better have that taken care of.

- Yeah. - Excuse me, chief.

Fred, Albert Wilson is his name all right.

Runs that bakery, like he said.

Good reputation.

Far as I can tell, he's never even been arrested.

- All right. - Tell him he can go.

Ed, I want to talk to you in the morning

about the foley Jewel theft.

You haven't been making too much progress.

Well, you know what we've had to go on.

I'd like those robbery reports on my desk

first thing in the morning, Fred.

All right.

Working kind of late again.

Yeah. Lots to do.

You seen this?

What's that goodwin want anyway?

New chief of detectives.

I'll hear about it in the morning.

I got an appointment with the commissioner.

I, uh, I'm sorry, lieutenant.

I wanna apologize for what I said and did.

Sh-h-h-h!

- Joanie had a bad dream. - She's all right now.

Did you, uh, have a good time?

Uh, sure.

Sorry I'm late, dear.

All

- oh, boy. It's nothing. - I had a little trouble.

- That's all. - What happened?

The police.

They thought I was someone else.

It was a mistake.

But they hurt you!

Nah. It's all over.

Forget it.

Now go to bed, huh?

I'll run down the shop and see if everything's all right.

I'll see you in a little while.

She hit me on the head with a plate.

You can't see the scar 'cause some hair's grown over it.

Well, good night, Max.

- Good night, lieutenant. - See you tomorrow.

You bet.

Hello, hello.

Attention, all units.

Attention, all units.

Hold anyone in possession of firearms

for investigation of the murder of a police lieutenant.

Refer any information

to homicide detail, central headquarters.

No description of suspect.

Here they are.

Thirty-twos, huh?

- Not quite. - Fraction smaller; 7.63s.

Probably fired from a German mauser.

That's something.

Special gun might not be so hard to find.

Well, that eliminates most of the fish

we hauled in last night.

Lots of colts and a few lugers.

No mauser.

Want some coffee, stu?

No thanks.

- Thanks, stu. - All right.

Oh, and check out Fred's active sheet.

He might've been closing in on someone

and give his files a going over.

Somebody could have been holding a grudge.

Be right on it.

Now, wait a minute.

Come on!

I ater.

Al Willis.

Bring him in.

Happy honeymoon!

Bye-bye!

Albert Willis?

We'd like you to come with us.

What for?

We wanna talk to you about the killing of it. Parks.

- I don't know anything about it. - Just what I read in the papers.

I don't know anything.

We'll talk about it downtown.

- I don't wanna go downtown. - They'll beat me.

- Mr. Willis, you... - I won't go!

I didn't do it!

I don't know anything about it.

I didn't kill him!

Get me a doctor, will you?

You'll live.

At least let me get it bandaged.

You'll get it fixed just fine...

As soon as you admit you killed it. Parks.

- I didn't do it. - I told you.

You ran.

I was scared.

Yeah, yeah.

Sure you were, because you killed him.

No.

I kept thinking how they beat me up the last time.

And who started that?

All right, I was drunk, sore.

I admitted I was wrong.

What more do you want?

You also swore you'd get even and now you have!

No!

I know things are pretty bad for me now,

starting that fight and all that,

but shooting off at the mouth is one thing

and killing a guy is something else.

Not always.

Why are you so anxious to pin this thing on me anyway?

Why?

Because you killed him, that's why.

Because you shot him in the back with a German mauser.

- A what? - Now where did you hide the gun?

I never even seen a German mauser.

Why don't you leave me alone?

I will...

Just as soon as you tell me the truth.

Now let's start all over again.

Where were you last night?

I told you, I told you.

I was at my shop working, baking.

All night?

From 11 o'clock on.

Ask my help. Ask any of them.

Lt. Parks was killed within two blocks of your place.

I don't suppose you could have slipped out,

killed him and ducked back without being missed, could you?

Not much!

Willis" attorney and wife are out there.

My name is Frazier.

I'm Mr. Willis" attorney.

I don't believe you've met Mrs. Willis.

How are you?

The officers didn't have to hit him like that.

They didn't.

They were justified, Mrs. Willis.

Your husband was resisting arrest.

May I see him?

Please?

All right.

Chief, I think you should know

that I have three of Willis' employees

ready to testify that he was in the shop all night long.

You didn't waste any time, did you?

And I can produce a dozen character witnesses.

You've got the wrong man, chief.

I don't think so.

Mrs. Willis already phoned her councilman,

Edgar goodwin...

And told him what's been happening to her husband.

Naturally the councilman's interested.

Naturally.

Now don't you think the wise thing to do

would be to let him go?

- No, I don't. - He's a killer.

Wilma? Mr. Frazier.

May I speak to him, please?

Frank, chief Conway would like to speak to you.

Hello.

Joe, what's with this Willis thing?

Goodwin's got to you already, I see.

Now don't sour up, Joe.

He's just doing his duty,

yeah?

You keep forgetting any public department

is answerable to a lot of people.

That's the way things work.

Now what about Willis?

I'm going to hold him.

Well, if you've got anything on him,

I mean, anything tangible in the way of evidence?

No.

Then I don't see how you can...

He did it! I saw his face when he made that vow.

Proof, Joe. What proof have you?

Just give me a little time with him

and I'll have all the proof I need.

Look, Joe, I like you,

but I don't know what's got into you lately.

Maybe you're working too hard or something,

but you're getting yourself a rough reputation.

Now take a tip.

Change your tactics,

or you're liable to find yourself without a job.

Now you better turn Willis loose.

All right.

All right. You can go.

I don't know what you're trying to do,

but I don't want to be a fall guy for anyone.

I'm innocent.

Honest.

Put a tail on him.

Sgt. Brawley.

Vic, I want a tracer out on al Willis.

- Yes, sir. - All right.

Good morning, George.

Good morning, Jane.

George.

Lawn sure looks a lot better.

I'm telling you, Henry's got a green thumb.

Bye, dear.

I guess I should have been a gardener.

Yeah.

- No kidding. - I really got the touch!

Well, maybe someday I'll get myself a little nursery

and I'll get everything...

About a quarter to 12 last night,

Willis came out of the shop

and went directly to the community church.

I waited across the street

so I could watch the front and side door.

Twenty minutes later, I began to wonder.

Walked over, looked inside... No Willis.

Figured he ran out the back door,

so I scoured the neighborhood.

Nothing.

Twenty after two, I spotted him

back in the shop again, mixing dough.

That's about it, chief.

Yeah. Go along home, huh?

Nice.

How about another flower over here?

No, I don't think so.

Joanie's gonna like it.

Hey, what is this?

Search warrant, Mr. Willis.

What do you expect to find?

Oh, we're not particular,

as long as it's a German mauser or explosives.

Explosives?

I don't know what you're talking about.

You know, quarter of 12 at night

is a strange time for a man to go to church.

I go to church whenever I want to.

There's no rule says when a man's supposed to pray.

But you didn't go there to pray.

You went in there to ditch your shadow,

slipped out the back way,

wired sgt. Jenkin's car with a bomb.

Bomb!

I still don't know what you're talking about.

Between midnight and 2:20?

- Well, I was... - I was at the, uh...

The merchants' club.

That's right. I was at the merchants' club.

We had a big party. A celebration.

Uh-hm. Why'd you leave the church by the back door?

Well, the club's on 4th street and it's closer that way.

Lots of people at the party?

Yeah. And they saw me.

Liquor?

- Well... - So you went in,

spread yourself around to establish an alibi and left.

Alibi?

What do I need an alibi for?

I haven't done anything!

Why don't you leave me alone?

I'm trying to live a simple, decent life!

So were those three dead officers.

Now I wanna hear all about it. Everything.

I want a full confession.

- You're crazy! - You creep!

Hey!

I hear, uh, Andy Babcock's being upped to chief.

Well, I guess he can use these all right.

The department's been called off Willis, you know.

Commissioner's got an idea

the killer is one of the scanella crowd.

Well, it's not your problem anymore.

You can get yourself a nice rest.

Thanks, Owen.

Excuse me. I got a call to make.

Okay, Joe.

Matthews detective agency.

- Hello, Matt. - Joe Conroy.

- You got some time? - Sure.

Meet me at the square, West Side.

Twenty minutes.

I'll be there.

All right.

- Hi, Joe. - Matt.

Willis did it, Matt.

I don't care what anyone says. I've seen these guys before.

He's a cop killer.

What about the tracer, Joe?

You had one on him.

Nothing came back.

Then I don't get it.

The guy's got nothing on him.

Wife. Kid.

Religious and all that.

Rubs three cops? Doesn't make sense.

Does it have to?

You remember that dicielas case?

School teacher shoots an officer

because he gave him a traffic ticket.

Does that make sense?

- No. - All right.

Who knows what goes on in people's minds?

I don't. But I do know about Willis.

He's psycho.

Some people are saying that about you, Joe.

I said some people.

What do you want with me?

I want a tail on Willis.

Every minute, day and night, and I want him to know it.

You put in with me and we'll split the watch.

I don't care how miserable we have to make his life.

I want to goad him into blowing his cork,

into making a mistake.

Maybe even into going for the murder gun.

If he's what you say he is, Joe,

he'll come gunning for you.

Well, that's my worry.

How about it?

Okay. It's your show.

Thanks.

Now just don't forget one thing... he's a killer.

Cigarette?

What's the matter, al?

- Nothing, dear. - Nothing.

All loaded, Mr. Willis.

Thank you, Jeff.

- Good night, al. - See you next week.

Hey!

Where are you?

I know you're here. Come on out!

Who are you?

Why are you following me around all the time?

Hello?

- Hello, Mr. Frazier? - Al Willis.

What's the matter, al?

- Someone's following me around. - Has been for days.

Everyplace I go!

What is this? I thought you said

the department's been called off.

It has, al.

Then who could have...

Conroy!

Who else?

He's crazy!

No.

What am I supposed to do?

Live the rest of my life with him on my tail?

Because he's got this screwy idea that...

Al, take it easy.

I'll phone chief Babcock in the morning.

He'll bring Conroy in and talk to him.

Now go to bed.

All right.

Yes, he's here.

All right. I'll tell him.

That was Mr. Frazier, al.

He said chief Babcock will keep Conroy there

another 20 minutes.

Good. That'll give me enough time.

Al...

Yeah?

Maybe you don't have to go now.

Maybe chief Babcock will get Conroy to stop bothering you.

I gotta go, Helen.

Gotta find me a nice quiet place to rest,

get my nerves back into shape.

I hate to leave you, Helen. You know that.

It's all right, al.

If you think it's best.

Look, let's make believe it's just another business trip.

I'll be back in a little while,

and the whole mess will be forgotten.

Where will you go, al?

I don't know yet.

I'm not sure.

But I'll write.

I know on those other business trips

I never got around to writing.

But I will this time.

You'll see.

The taxi is waiting, al.

Take good care of everything, Otto.

Yeah, I will.

Goodbye, dear.

Goodbye, al.

Your message service called.

They want you to call this number right away.

Thanks.

Hello?

Hello. Matt, that you?

- Joe, I'm glad I got to you. - I'm at the bus terminal.

Willis just bought a ticket for border city.

Border city?

He could cross into Mexico.

Could be.

Bus leaves in a few minutes.

I thought maybe you'd like to have me follow him down.

No, no. I'll do it.

Watch yourself, Joe.

If he spots you down there,

he can rub you and make it look real good.

- Yeah. - I'll be in touch, huh?

Thanks.

J now this town is full of guys j

j who think they're mighty wise j

j just because they know a thing or two j

j you'll meet them night and day j

j strollin' up and down Broadway j

j tellin' of the wonders they can do j

j there's con men and there's boosters &

j there's card men and crapshooters &

j& they congregate around the metropole j»

j wearin' flashy ties and collars j

j but where they get their dollars &

j they've all got an Ace down in the hole &

j some of them send to their ol' folks with dough j

j and that's their Ace in the hole &

j others have friends on that old j

j tenderloin &

j and that's their Ace in the hole &

j they'll tell you of trips j

j that they're goin' to take j

j from 'frisco up to the north pole j

j but their name would be mud j

j like a chump feelin' stud j

j if they lost that old Ace in the hole &

j they'll tell you of money that they've made j

j and they spent j

j but they never could flash a bank roll &

j they'd be in the breadline without clothes or a dime &

J if they lost that old Ace in the hole &

j if they lost that old Ace in the hole &

- good night, Irish. - I'll see you tomorrow.

- Okay. - Hey, honey.

Let me buy you a drink.

Yeah. I'll tell him when he comes in.

Hey, sweetie.

I'm gonna have a long talk with you.

All

hi, baby!

Where you been?

- Away. - I know you've been away.

- What have you been doing? - Thinking of you.

Why did you disappear?

You said you loved me, that I was the only one.

You are.

No!

You think you can come and go like a streetcar.

Howdy.

Say, can you tell me if this man has crossed the border?

Would have been within the last half an hour or so.

- No, senor. - Not tonight.

You're sure?

Have you seen him?

Did he come through here?

No.

- Okay. Thanks. - Say, where can I get a room?

Border city motel,

right around the corner to your left.

- Thanks. - Okay.

- Good evening. - Yes, sir?

Say, I'm looking for a friend of mine

named al Willis.

I wonder if he checked in here.

No. No Willis here.

- Got a room? - Cabin 4.

That's $3 a night in advance.

You can sign in later.

Thank you.

Thanks, mister.

Shine, mister?

No, thanks.

It's a dime well spent.

Saves the leather in the long run.

How about some postcards then?

See the beauty of our Mexican neighbor.

Beautiful senoritas and the gay caballeros.

Look, you take this and run along home to bed, eh?

Okay. Thanks, mister.

- Howdy. - Hi.

Say, can you tell me, you seen this man?

Last half hour?

Nope.

I haven't seen him around here.

Okay. Thanks.

- You look kind of lost. - Can I give you a hand?

No, I'm just trying to find a friend of mine.

- I know everybody in town. - Maybe I can help.

Seen this fellow?

Sure, surel

he's in town?

Sure! I can take you right to him.

No, I just wanna know where he is.

That's all. Just where.

Well...

Okay?

Come on!

The dough gets split three ways,

but the gun's mine. I saw it first.

- They won't fit you. - Come on!

Uncle Charlie, uncle Charlie!

There's a man out here! He's dead!

Uncle Charlie! Uncle Charlie!

Uncle Charlie!

Is he really dead?

No, but he's hurt bad.

Better get him inside.

What is it?

- Found him in the alley. - Just saw him last night.

He gave me four bits.

Petey, run for the doctor.

Okay.

Get some hot water.

I better get the police.

No, don't.

Well, I don't want any trouble, Marianna.

There won't be any trouble.

Please, Charlie. For me.

And do me a favor, will you? Don't tell anyone he's here.

You feeling better?

Who are you?

- My name is Marianna. - I live upstairs.

Petey found you in the back.

That answer all your questions?

No.

- Don't be too inquisitive. - The doctor said no exertion.

Who's petey?

You'll see.

He went to get a prescription filled.

Thanks.

- I used to bite them. - Now I'm letting them grow.

It's worse, I think.

You in the habit of hauling in cut-up strangers?

Yeah, it's a hobby with me.

What's your name?

- Carlton. - Joe Carlton.

You're new in border city.

You better keep outta alleys unless you don't wanna grow old.

Where you from?

Up north.

Los Angeles or Phoenix, I bet.

No.

Well, do I keep on guessing or have you got secrets?

Hi.

Petey. Mr. Carlton.

Yeah. We met last night.

- Feeling better, huh? - Man, were you bloody!

Well, thanks for dragging me in.

What's that?

Sleeping powder.

The doctor wants you to get some sleep.

Go ahead and take it.

Marianna and me, we're gonna fix you up just fine.

Strong stuff.

So don't smoke and don't get outta bed.

Go on. Drink it.

We'll see you later.

Good to see you back in town, al.

I'll tell the boys about the party.

Close it, would you, Felix?

What's this about a party?

I'm taking the place over after closing.

Gonna throw a big one.

Where you been all day? I've been looking for you.

Getting some dresses fitted.

I'll buy you a pretty hat to go with them.

- Al... - Yeah?

- Al... - When are we gonna get married?

What's the rush?

No rush.

We've known each other a long time.

- Sure. - When?

When I say when, that's when.

How about this weekend?

Irish will give me a few days off.

What's got you on this marriage kick, all of a sudden?

The way you come and go, al, I wait around for you.

I never know whether you'll be back or not.

- I always come back. - I always will.

I know, but I worry.

Last time you were gone so long, I...

I thought maybe you'd got into trouble or something.

Trouble?

Me?

No, no.

Where do you go when you leave me, al?

What do you do?

What does it matter?

- I worry about you. - That's what.

I worry about you!

You know all about me you need to.

Where you going?

To change my dress for the party.

I'll walk you.

- You don't have to. - That's all right.

Come on, baby, let's dance it up, huh?

- Hey, you betcha. - I'm with you.

What?

Nobody touches her, understand?

He was drunk. You know I can handle those guys.

- I do it all the time. - All right.

All right, I'm sorry. I'm crazy about you.

I can't stand anybody touching you.

- That's all. - Okay, let's drop it.

- Are you sore? - No, I'm not sore.

You go back and get the party started.

It can wait.

- What's the matter? - Nothing.

I'm just gonna go upstairs

and change my dress for the party.

Well, let's go.

You are sore!

No, I told you. I'm not!

Come on!

Al, later on.

Okay, baby.

But don't be too long.

I might have to come back for you.

You wouldn't like that, would you?

Come in.

- Oh, guess I didn't wake you. - No.

I just wanted to see how you were.

Oh, I'm all right.

I'm a little sore, but I'll be okay.

- Feel like talking? - We haven't had much chance.

Yeah, sure.

I'll warm up the coffee.

Guess you'll be leaving soon.

That's right.

Do you have to go?

Uh-hm.

Will you be back?

I don't know.

You come, you go.

I don't know anything about you.

Does it matter?

Uh-hm.

Why?

Still puzzled?

Who are you really, Joe? Where you from?

I told you.

- Up north. - That's all you said.

You really didn't tell me anything.

You didn't tell me anything.

- Ask. - Whatever you want to know.

Where are you from?

- Here. - No, no. Before here.

Oh, I moved around a bit.

Atlantic city. That's where I was born.

Baltimore, Nashville, New Orleans.

See, I tell you everything.

Why'd you come to border city?

Who'd you tell I was here?

Nobody. Honest.

Charlie, petey, and me... We're the only ones who know.

Why?

Oh, I just want to find out if you're a blabbermouth.

I can keep a secret.

Don't you have a boyfriend?

He won't like this.

- You're hiding from someone. - Is that it, Joe?

No.

- Who is he? - What will he do if he finds you?

I said no.

Tell me about him!

Cream and sugar?

Black.

Well, bombs away.

It's funny.

I don't understand you and you don't understand me.

You know, we got a lot in common.

See you in the morning.

- Hello. - Operator.

I wanna make a collect call to Matt Matthews, Montgomery 7...

- Hello. - Hello, Matt. This is Joe.

- Go ahead, Joe. - I'm listening.

- I saw Willis. - He's in town, all right.

I don't know where he's staying just yet,

but he's got himself a girl.

- That makes it nice. - Yeah. Now listen,

I want you to wire a photo or picture of Willis

to Baltimore, Nashville, and New Orleans.

See if any of them got a warrant on him.

His girl's done quite a bit of moving around,

and I have a hunch

maybe they were together in some of those cities.

Anyway, it's worth checking out.

- I'll send the photos right off. - Right.

Now wire any info you get to Joe Carlton,

border city motel, tomorrow.

I'll be waiting.

- Got it. - Right.

I don't think his girl knows as much about him as she'd like,

but... she'll break this case.

Hold it, hold it, hold it!

Gotta go, Matt.

I think she's on her way to him now.

See you later, huh?

You sure took your time getting here.

Why don't you watch where you're going?

- I'm sorry, Mr. Willis. - I was just walking...

Go on, play!

What am I paying you for?

- Let me go! - What's the matter with you?

- It wasn't his fault. - You bumped into him.

So I bumped into him.

Have a little fight at my own party,

what's wrong with that?

Or don't you remember what it's like to have fun anymore?

Something wrong?

Listen, sit and now let's talk.

I know that you got something in your mind

you're not talking about.

Another guy?

There's no other guy.

Well, there had better not be.

I find you two-timing me,

I'm gonna make you feel real sorry.

Where you going?

Oh, no, baby, we got a date.

Just a drunk.

Annal

- Why do you have to go? - Stick around a little while.

I can't do it, petey.

Thank your uncle for me and tell him

I'll pay him for the room as soon as I can.

But where you going?

Leaving town? Going back home?

You ask too many questions.

Pays to know what's going on.

- Marianna, you up? - Mr. Carlton is leaving.

Just a minute.

I just wanted to say goodbye, Marianna.

I gotta go.

Have some coffee with me.

No, thanks.

Keeps me asleep.

This time you can watch.

All right.

Okay.

So I'm too young for coffee.

I'm sorry you're going.

Things don't always work out the way you think they will,

do they?

I mean, the way you hoped.

No, they don't.

You make mistakes.

We all do.

Nothing like the ones I made, I bet.

Nothing like that.

Maybe we better forget about the coffee.

What's the matter?

I guess you better go now, Joe.

I just keep rattling on.

So many things keep coming to my mind.

My mother will be 60 this month.

How good the ocean smells in Atlantic city.

Screwy things to think about now.

I don't know what's the matter with me today.

I feel like a chatterbox.

I don't mind.

That's nice.

Goodbye, Joe.

Hmm, goodbye.

Petey, might be nice to know where he's going.

Jose, any messages for me?

No, Mr. Carlton.

Well, I'll be in my room the rest of the day.

I'm expecting an important wire.

If it should come in, why, send it right over, will you?

- Sure will. - Thanks.

All we did was squabble.

I don't remember anything.

She loaded me up with so much Tequila I passed out.

Oooh, my head.

Fix you up in no time.

Something is wrong with that dame, that's all.

It's another guy, I bet.

Sure.

- Well, it's gotta be. - What else?

Well, I'm gonna find out. I can tell you that.

Here, al.

- She just came in, al. - In the dressing room.

Dressing?

I have a number to do.

Don't let me stop you.

There. Nobody will come barging in now.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Getting bashful all of a sudden?

You? That's a laugh.

- What's the matter with you, al? - You act so...

So what?

Go on. Say it.

So rough?

Yeah.

You want to trade me in for somebody new?

Somebody nice and tender.

I don't know what's the matter with you.

Your new boyfriend, that's what.

I haven't got a new boyfriend.

- Don't lie to me. - I know a cheat when I see one.

I know when I'm being two-timed.

Two-timed?

Who are you to talk about two-timing

when you got a wife!

- Who told you that? - How do you know?

How?

Nobody knows about me down here.

Nobody!

How do you know?

How?

Conroy!

Sure.

That cop is still on my trail.

- That's it, isn't it? - I don't know a Conroy.

- Don't lie to me! - I'm telling you, al,

- I don't know! - Don't lie to me!

- I don't know, al! - I don't know!

No!

I'm telling you, al!

- Ow! - I had no idea, al.

That's how I knew. I only guessed it, al.

Honest. I only guessed it!

All right.

I got a wife and a kid.

But that's all over now.

I'm getting a divorce.

You and me, we're gonna get married.

I'm sorry I lost my head, honey.

Why don't you go home and get yourself fixed up.

I'll tell Irish you can't make the next show.

Who is it?

- Marianna. - Open the door.

How'd you know where I was?

Don't.

Al Willis knows you're in town, Joe.

I knew you were looking for him all along.

I saw the newspaper photo in your pocket.

I tried to get information out of you.

You know how.

I just had to know more about him.

Now I know a lot.

I know that you're a cop and your name's Conroy.

The important thing is that al suspects

you're in town someplace.

He'll start looking for you.

Why are you telling me?

I want you to get out of town before he finds you.

He'll kill you.

I'll help you get out of town.

N-no.

No, I've been led through these streets before.

I ended up with a knife in me.

Okay. Do it your way.

I told you.

- Marianna. - Ooooh!

Al?

Who else?

Why?

I wouldn't tell him where you were.

Don't ask me why I wouldn't tell him.

I wouldn't know.

I'm sorry.

Where'd you see him last?

- At the El perico. - Did he follow you here?

No. I was careful.

Joe, why won't you get outta here?

I'll tell you why.

Al Willis killed three detectives.

I was their chief.

I got fired because I insisted he was the killer

and I couldn't prove it.

I'm not leaving here until I can.

Are you sure?

Yeah. I'm sure.

What are you gonna do?

I'll turn this over to the police here.

They'll pick him up on the old charge.

I'll fill them in on the rest of the story and...

Maybe we'll squeeze a confession out of Mr. Willis.

I see.

Well, I still don't see anything,

but maybe you better run along home, huh.

Just in case.

All right, Joe.

I'll see you, Joe.

Yeah.

- No gun, al. - Fine.

Relax, Conroy. This is a friendly party.

Yeah, like the one you threw for it. Parks.

Hmmpf, you're a stubborn man.

You're right.

And you're so wrong.

You been at this for weeks.

By now, even you ought to be convinced that I'm clean.

Sure.

The truth, huh?

What do you say? I'm not sore.

Willing to forget all about it.

All you gotta do is call it off.

Look, to show you I got no hard feelings, I...

I'll buy you dinner at El perico tonight.

How about it?

Might not be a bad idea.

Come on.

Joe?

Al wants to see you.

- Later. - Now.

- Come in, Marianna. - Sit down.

We've been waiting for you.

Don't worry. There won't be any trouble.

Conroy and I just talked the whole thing out.

Sort of buried the hatchet, didn't we?

Sort of.

Sit down.

No, thank you.

Just the way you like it, baby.

Rare.

I'm not hungry.

Too bad.

How about a little of this?

What's the matter, baby? You're not drinking.

I don't feel much like it.

But we've got a happy little party going here.

Come on, join in.

I'm sorry, al.

Just don't sit there and look at him.

Put your arms around him.

Kiss him.

Oh, don't let me stop you.

Go on, kiss him.

I wanna see how you do it.

She doesn't wanna kiss me.

Sure she does!

Bashful maybe because I'm here,

but you shouldn't let that bother you.

We're all friends now.

The three of us.

Go on. Kiss him.

Make love to him like you been doing all along.

I wanna see if it's the same way you been making love to me.

- Al, I haven't! - Go on, kiss him, I say!

Make love to him again...

Easy, copper.

I'm sorry, Joe.

I, uh... sorry I blew my top.

I guess I'm a little jealous, huh?

Maybe I'll get over it, huh?

Hey, Tony, what do you say we, uh,

leave these two little lovebirds alone, huh?

Finish up, Joe.

If there's anything else you want, just order up.

It's on me, like I said.

I want you to have a real... good... meal.

- Boys all set? - Yeah.

- Don't let them outta the booth. - Yeah.

- Al? - Yeah?

I want my share now, ahead of time.

Half now...

Half later.

He's crazy, Joe.

He sure is.

What gets me is a guy like that going to church all the time.

He doesn't go to church.

He doesn't?

He sure made a big thing back home about being religious.

I don't know.

We searched high and low for that murder gun.

Nobody ever thought of searching the church.

- They're Felix's friends. - Yeah, yeah.

They start a fight and somebody gets it in the back...

By accident.

- I gotta call the police. - They'll wreck my place!

Keep an eye on me.

I don't want any trouble. I'm not leaving the bar.

I'm not in the fight at all.

Sure, sure.

I'll do it this way, copper.

The other was better, but this will do just fine.

Get into his arms, baby.

Die like lovers hugging each other.

- Where'd they go? - I don't know. Outside maybe.

They couldn't have gone far.

- Come on. - Let's look around.

Here.

Get my car, huh? It's in the motel.

A blue and silver two-door Mercury.

I'll meet you at the other end of the alley.

All right.

Hey, mister. You looking for Mr. Willis and another guy?

- Yeah. Where did they go? - It'll cost.

Oh, come on, come on!

They went around that way.

All right, let's go!

- Thanks, petey. - My pleasure!

Get in there.

Can you use this?

- That's Willis! - Let's get my car.

Wait! We'll let the police catch him.

- What? - Al didn't do anything.

Conroy beat him up in a café brawl,

shoved him into a car at gunpoint and took off.

That's kidnapping. Let's go talk to the cops.

Wanted for kidnapping.

Joseph Conroy. Male, Caucasian, about 36.

Six feet four, 210 pounds.

Light hair. Brown eyes.

The victim is Albert Willis. Male, Caucasian, about 31.

Six feet, 175 pounds.

Blue and silver Mercury two-door sedan, 1953.

California license 1x/78033.

Believed traveling north on state highway 6.

Conroy is armed.

Attention all units.

The search for kidnapper Joseph Conroy

continues unabated as federal, state,

county, and municipal law enforcement agencies

unite in one of the most unusual manhunts

in the history of the state

where ironically the object of the hunt

it an ex-chief of detectives, a former manhunter himself.

They'll get you, copper.

One of those trigger-happy bulls you used to boss around

is going to blow your head off.

Joe...

You better tend to business, huh?

Why don't you take him to the cops?

Yeah, I would if I was sure the gun was in the church.

But if it isn't, I'll never get my story to stick.

They'll hang that kidnap charge on me.

I'm a psycho cop. That's what they think.

What about showing them the telegram?

There's nothing in there that proves he killed three officers.

The gun is it.

This figures to be in the church,

and I think I got a way to turn it up.

Step out.

Out!

Start walking.

Get in!

Where do you think you're taking me?

The church on the square.

You're gonna dig up that German mauser for me.

Yeah, don't laugh.

I might just have a way of getting it out of you.

I can take anything you can give.

We'll see about that.

Even if there is a gun, that doesn't mean it's mine.

Don't go building a dream around that.

It'll be traced back to you a dozen different ways.

Yeah.

- What's up, Mac? - I'll take a look inside.

- Oh, for crying out loud! - I gotta get this load in.

Ah, nothing but trouble.

I'm two hours late getting started.

The fuel pump goes sour, now this!

Hurry up, will you, Mac?

Okay.

Hey, what is this?

Just keep your mouth shut!

Help her down.

You, inside.

And count a slow 100 before you start hollering, huh?

Joel

- it's all right. - I want him to go.

He's going to the church and dig up the gun,

but I'm gonna get there first.

Now listen. There's a hotel right up the street.

You check in and stay there until you hear from me.

Okay, Joe, but be careful.

Yeah.

Church on the square, and roll it!

- All right, Conroy. - Let's go.

All right. Now wait a minute, boys. Listen.

Al Willis is on his way right now

to get the gun that killed it. Parks.

All we gotta do is get there first.

We'll talk about it downtown.

If we don't get going, we'll be too late.

Sorry, we got orders to bring you in.

All right, look, let me talk to chief Babcock on the radio, huh?

Take me to the church on the square.

- Where is he? - Where's Conroy?

You followed me here. Both of you.

Where is he?

Where is he?

Why did you come in here alone? What kind of deal is this?

Get in!

Give me that gun!

Shoot, you lousy cops! Shoot!

Get away from there!

Get an ambulance!

Cops!

Joe...

I thought I could find out what he was gonna do with the gun.

Just be quiet.

I should have met you sooner, Joe.

Long ago.

It could have been so different.

I know.

Who knows.

You might even have fallen for me.

Joe...

Sorry about everything, Joe.