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They're still your friends, Julie.

If you'd only give 'em a chance, they just want to help.

Bullshit. They want to gawk.

They want to take a good look at the neighborhood freak show.

- The state fair. - Stop it, Julie.

Pinhead boy. The bearded lady.

Step right up and see the neighborhood whore.

Oh, stop it!

Goddamn it, Julie. That's all behind you now.

Don't do this to yourself.

Come on. It's been a year. It's been a year since...

Lay off the goddamn horn before I shove it up your ass!

Fuck you!

Kiss my balls!

What's the matter? She won't put out?

Whoo-hoo!

Take me home.

Okay. We'll go home.

I'm just not...

I'm just not ready.

Look, you got what you wanted. Just let it go.

Um, I think I'll go up and,

um, take a shower.

Oh!

Hello?

Dr. Sterling, hi. This is Don Kenner.

I'm awfully sorry to bother you at home this late at night,

but I think Julie may need some help.

Yes, the same... same thing.

Thank you. I appreciate this.

Bye.

Oh, God!

Hi. This is Ed Statler.

Please leave your message at the tone, and I'll get back to you.

Ed, this is Don. It's 9:30 here.

Uh, I've got that design problem solved.

So when you get in later tonight, give me a call at home.

Thanks. Bye.

No! No!

You feeling better today? You had a rough night.

I called Dr. Sterling, and she gave you some medicine.

And, uh, Dana's on her way over.

She'll... She'll stay with you today.

And Katie and Mary are already at day camp.

I-I'll pick 'em up on my way home.

You look a lot better today.

A lot better.

Julie?

Julie? Are you home?

Julie?

Julie, are you okay?

- Julie? - Dana? Dana, is that you?

Yeah.

I'll be out in just a minute. Okay. No hurry.

Well, did you enjoy your shower?

What do you mean?

You know what I mean. No, I don't.

I don't know what you mean.

Julie, I'm your friend.

If there's ever anything you want to talk about,

if you want to get anything off your chest...

Oh, I'm sorry. That isn't what I meant.

What I meant was,

if you ever need a friend... I'll call one.

Well, I'm right next door.

Kids, remember now. Your mommy doesn't feel too well today,

so you have to be big girls and help Mommy out.

Was Mommy crying?

Now, Mary, your mommy's just fine.

She's just a little tired today.

- We went to a party last night. - A party! Was it fun?

We had a wonderful time. Your mom has some great friends.

I saw Mommy on television.

No, Mary, that-that wasn't your mommy.

That was just somebody who looked like your mommy.

Hey, how about an ice cream, huh?

Yeah!

Huh? I won't tell if you don't.

[ Theme ]

Welcome again to the cable station.

I know that during the last break...

you had plenty of time to gather all the spices and things...

that you need to make Chicken Castaldo.

First, you need a plump roasting chicken.

Wash and just pat dry the bird with a paper towel.

Take the warmed butter-and-garlic sauce...

and just smear it all inside the cavity.

It might feel funny, but you have to get way up in there.

After this, you are legally engaged to the chicken...

in 14 states.

Crush two of the garlic cloves,

mix with tarragon some of the vinegar-and-oil dressing that we have prepared...

and spoon this over the breast portion of the chicken.

And then sprinkle the breast with that freshly ground cinnamon...

that you made during our break.

Now pan-saute the stuffing, adding the ingredients in the following order.

First the apples, then the pineapple, then the almonds,

and then just add a touch of sherry.

Use a threaded trussing needle to sew up the cavity.

Do a good job and you could get a part-time job in an emergency room.

Now preheat the oven to 450 degrees.

Reduce the heat to 300 jut prior to placing the chicken in the oven.

Every five minutes for the first half hour, you must baste the chicken.

Then wait 15 minutes and ladIe on the remainder of the tarragon sauce.

Cook for a total time of one half hour...

for three-quarters of a pound of chicken.

Add 10 minutes for each additional bird.

It takes a lot of preparation,

a lot of oven tending and a lot of kitchen cleaning.

But it will all be worth it when you serve Chicken Castaldo.

It's wonderful.

[ Heme ]

This is wonderful.

It's certainly good, isn't it, kids?

What do you call it?

Chicken.

Well, it certainly is good chicken, isn't it?

What'd you do with it?

I cooked it.

Well, it's good to see you getting back into cooking again.

Isn't it, kids?

Nothing better than a good home-cooked meal, huh?

Mmm! Them Cajun-blackened chicken are wonderful!

The type of apartment fire...

that claimed the lives of two small children in Dallas last year...

can be directly linked to substandard construction materials and methods,

all the more common across the United States...

as developers try to cut costs and boost profits.

Watch for Rich Halton's new five-part investigative report... ''Safe At Home.''

The first installment tomorrow at 5:00 on First News.

But not all of the news is serious.

Sometimes it's just weird.

Bob Charles with this report from our ''Strange Stories'' files. Bob?

Have you ever wanted to just change your life?

Well, it seems that college professor Paul Compton...

has done just that... Over 60 times.

With some simple research, he slipped through a loophole...

in the system used to verify identities in the United States,

and he's been able to assume the identities of deceased individuals...

and back them up with legitimate documentation.

When police searched the man's apartment in a suburb of Washington, D.C.,

they found boxes of materials...

Birth certificates, Social Security cards,

driver's licenses, even credit cards.

Not stolen or forged, mind you, but legal, legitimate documents.

Julie? Somebody like that could get away with just about anything.

Julie?

What time is it?

Don't you even care who this is?

What difference does it make?

Goddamn it, what time is it?

2:30, for Christ sakes, Julie.

Go home.

Well, Don called me.

He asked me to come over.

I thought I was doing him... you a favor.

I bet.

Look, I know that you've been tense lately.

I know that you've been through a lot.

You wanna talk about it?

Why? Has your subscription to the Midnight Star expired?

Now, now. You don't have to play those games with me.

This is Dana. I'm your friend.

You can tell me the truth. The truth?

You can pull the ''ravaged virgin'' stuff with the other girls, but not with me.

Dana, stop. This isn't funny.

I mean, it's every woman's fantasy.

I mean, there must have been one point where you liked it.

How did it feel?

How did that feel? Did you like that?

I bet you really liked it.

I bet you really wanted it! Didn't you?

Didn't you?

Stop it! Stop it, please!

You know they all really beg for it. No!

No!

Julie! This isn't funny! Stop it!

I know!

You bitch!

You'll be sorry.

Um, thank you, Dr. Sterling. I hope I didn't sound too...

No. No apology necessary.

Remember, we have to work together to be any help.

Mmm. Thanks.

Just what happened up there?

Oh, I don't know. She just came apart.

She seems to be doing that more often.

What do you mean?

She's not really well, you know?

She talked... a lot...

While the drugs were taking hold.

Is it true that you haven't had sex for an entire year?

That must be terrible for you.

I can barely go a couple of days, and I get so...

Well...

I can't imagine a whole year.

Yeah. You get used to it. Not that she can't...

Not-Not yet.

Well.

If you need anything...

If you want to talk or anything,

or if Julie needs me... You've got my number.

Well, yeah, of course.

Hello.

Don, this is Dana. Oh, hi.

I'm sorry to call. No. No, it's all right.

But when I changed into Julie's robe,

I must have left some of my things in the bathroom.

Oh, well, that's no problem. We can take care of that.

I just thought I'd call and warn you.

If you find any unmentionables, they're mine.

Yeah, well, um, we'll make arrangements for you to pick 'em up.

Well, I guess that's all then. Bye.

No, wait. Dana.

Don?

Don, I'm sorry.

I know.

Honey, you were doing fine up till then.

I'll do better.

I'll do better.

I promise. I'll do better.

Don?

Come on.

Here we go. Everybody in.

You have to buckle your seat belts. Okay.

- Who is it? - Mrs. Kenner?

I'm glad we caught you in. We've called several times before.

Who are you? How did you get this number?

My name is Miss Betty...

That is, Betty Cummings from Porter Elementary School.

I got your number from our files.

- This is an unlisted number. - Not to us.

What do you want?

We need your daughter's birth certificate... Mary's.

Why?

If you want her to start school, we need it by the 15th.

I... I have no idea where it is.

Just get a certified copy. It's only two dollars.

You can get one at the county clerk's office.

- No. Look, can't you get one? - Of course, I could get one.

Anyone can get a birth certificate for anyone else.

But, uh, we don't do that anymore, not since the budget...

Directory Assistance. What city, please?

Fort Worth... The Bureau of Vital Statistics.

Hold for that number.

Kenner, Julie.

Kenner. Miss Kenner. Julie Kenner.

The Department of Vital Statistics will close in 10 minutes.

Yes. Do you want a certified copy?

Uh, I guess I do. Yes.

That'll be an extra 50 cents for certification.

Um, can I get a copy of my sister's birth certificate while I'm here?

Look, lady, it's almost 5:00. Maybe tomorrow.

Just bring her date and place of birth.

If she were born in another county, they could mail it to you.

You know, this is very interesting. Could I get one for anybody?

As long as you have their date and place of birth.

Well, isn't that illegal?

''And all documents that are entered into city, county and state records...

''are considered by the Supreme Court of the United States of America...

''to be public documents,

open to all persons with interest upon demand''... And so on.

Oh, well. Thank you.

Oh, I have one more question.

What if I don't know where they're born? Like my grandparents.

You can get all the information you need from their death certificates.

In that case, you already know where they died,

so all the other information you need would be on that certificate.

Since Roots, we hardly get any real work done around here.

This will explain everything you need to know...

and show you how to get all the documents you need...

to trace your or anyone else's family tree.

Another free gift from your federal government.

Oh, you've been very helpful. Thank you.

Oh, wait a minute.

Can't you just give me a copy of their death certificates?

No. I mean, even if they did die here...

Well, not here, but in this county...

We don't have that information.

You have to go down the hall to Death Certificates, and they closed at 5:00.

You mean you don't cross-reference births and deaths?

How do you know when somebody dies?

Listen, lady. Nobody cross-references births and deaths.

People move all over the country. They change addresses, names.

We can't be expected to keep up with all of that.

Besides, it would be an invasion of their right to privacy, for one thing.

Keeping those records would be an enormous task and an expensive one.

And as you can tell by our lovely Depression-era antiques,

that the last ones to receive a slice of the budget pie...

are the ones in so-called Vital Statistics.

Isn't this great, kids? Just like a picnic, huh?

Hey, we have fortune cookies, don't we?

Let's see what your dad's fortune says tonight, huh?

Can we stop pretending?

What do you mean?

That everything's okay.

Everything is okay. You're getting better every day.

Isn't she?

She even went out today, huh?

I am not a pronoun.

What? You called me ''she.''

To my children, I'm not ''she.'' I'm their mother.

Hey, kids, what do you say we pack all this stuff up?

How did you know I went out today?

- Uh... - Aunt Dana told us.

These were alphabetized just last year.

But I think the volunteer may have been dyslexic.

February.

March.

April. 1956.

The rest are on the file cabinets behind you.

I thought these were gonna be on microfilm.

At this newspaper?

Roberta Pauline King.

Auto accident... The whole family.

No surviving relatives.

It's all here. She's here.

Aunt Dana! Aunt Dana! Hi, kids.

Hi, Dana. Hurry up, or you'll be late for school.

Okay, see you later.

Bye, Don. Have a good day at work.

Julie. Julie.

- I'm here. - She's over here.

Julie. Julie.

It's been so long. I miss you.

So very long.

She's here. She's here.

Find her. It's been a long time.

It's been a long time. A long time.

Here. I'm here.

I've been waiting for you.

A long time, time, time, time, time, time.

Don?

Jesus. Julie, you kind of snuck up on me.

I've come to a decision.

About what?

I think I've worked some things out.

- I'm gonna go back to work. - Hey, that's wonderful news.

I'm gonna call Melissa to see if she can use me back at the real estate office.

Now this might mean that I'll be working some odd hours.

Oh, no, don't worry about it. I'll... I'll look after the kids,

or we can look into day care centers in the afternoon.

And maybe their Aunt Dana could look after them in a pinch.

Maybe so.

Julie, I'm so happy you called.

I was just about to call you.

The real estate business misses you, Julie.

Oh, and I miss it, Melissa.

Well, now, we don't know exactly where we can place you.

Melissa, I was your best. Of course you were.

But the whole market has changed in the past year.

Melissa, I need this job.

Okay. I'll lay my cards on the table.

After all the publicity... The trial and all,

not to mention what happened to you...

Well, you might be a liability.

But you... But you said I'd always be welcome.

And you are.

We're having lunch, aren't we?

Look, I'll take all the small accounts.

Shit. I'll even take the newlyweds.

Look, I'll take all the people from out of town...

New into the area, who don't know me.

You know, who don't know about me.

Well, maybe.

You can pay me less.

Straight commission.

No bonus under 70 thou,

and you have to turn in any of your leads to me.

But, Melissa... I'm only trying to help.

- I know that. - When do I start?

Well...

We don't even really have a desk available just now.

But you can share one with Amy. Amy?

She used to be the receptionist.

She still is.

Mmm. I gotta run.

You give me a call.

She'll take the check.

- I need to ask some questions. - What?

I need to ask... You'll have to speak up, honey.

Oh. I need to ask you some questions.

That's better, honey. Shoot.

I want to rent a mailbox.

Okay. Then what you want is a drop box.

Now you give anyone you want to this address.

And let me give you a little hint here, honey.

Use this box number like an apartment number.

Sounds more respectable.

So, what name do you want on this form?

Um, Betty Franks... F-R-A-N-K-S.

Okay, let's see what we have here.

Okay. Born in Miami.

That's good. Out of town.

Oh, race ''Negro.''

No. That'd be a little tough to pull off.

Born here. Might have a family still here.

Looks good. Born out of state.

Could be good.

Oh, shit. It's too old. Might have some elementary school records.

This one might... Oh. No.

Well, maybe.

Okay, girls. Who's it gonna be?

Mary Ellen.

Would have been my age.

Born here. Died here.

Could be dangerous if her family's still here.

Lorraine. Maybe.

She would have been three years older than me.

Born in St. Louis. Died here.

Maybe. But 37?

Roberta Pauline King.

Would have been four years younger than me.

Four years younger.

She would have been... 29. Twenty-nine.

Wednesday...

On Thursday. Thursday.

Twenty-nine. Take back four years.

Happy birthday, Roberta.

Don, I need some money.

Sure, honey. How much? I'll write you a check.

$2,500. Isn't that a little steep?

Well, normally, yes. But I went down to Bernard's today.

You know, the antique dealer.

And he had just the vase I was looking for.

That-That is, I was looking for one before.

No. That-That's all right. Um, $2,500.

Thank you, Don.

I feel like I need something like this collecting thing...

to get my mind off things.

Well, how about collecting something a little cheaper... like, uh, Krugerrands?

Now I know it was expensive,

and I promise not to do anything extravagant like this again.

But just wait till you see it.

Wait a minute. Don't I get a kiss for my money?

Do you have the Renard vase that you called about?

Mrs. Kenner, when it costs more than $2,000,

it's a ''vahs.''

And of course I have it. Why would I have called you otherwise?

Oh, wait a minute. What if my husband doesn't like it?

He hasn't seen it, you know.

He'll like it, Mrs. Kenner. Trust me.

You could sell that vase to any dealer in the United States...

for at least what you've paid for it.

Oh, yes. You can always get at least what you paid for it.

That copy of the Renard vase is one of the most popular we sell.

At $35, it's a steal.

Mrs. Franks, do you want a receipt?

What for? Let's just keep it cash, okay?

Well, you got a very good price for that Renard vase.

1,780, 1,790, 1,800.

Yeah, sure, I got a very good price...

$1,800 for a $2,500 vase.

I should have sold him the copy.

- Mom? - Ta-da!

This is it. Isn't it beautiful?

What is it?

The Renard vase. You remember.

$2,500.

How much did it cost?

Oh, Mary, cost doesn't matter.

- It's an antique. - That means there aren't very many of them.

That makes it very valuable.

Yeah. They get more valuable every day.

We'll make money off this someday.

Won't we, dear?

Oh, we already have.

I'd like to open a savings account, please.

Great. Great.

Uh, I'm Bill Duncan, the vice president.

Loans. New Accounts. That's me.

If you'll just fill out this form.

Now I just need some I.D., Miss King.

Or is it ''Mrs.''?

It's Miss King.

But you can call me Bobbie.

Oh, please, call me Bill.

$1,800, Bill.

Fine. Fine.

If you'll just sign this.

And... right there.

Ansen, would you come in a moment, please?

Who's Ansen?

Get your hand away from your face.

Stand up straight. Face front.

Why'd you do it? Um, I don't know.

I just, uh... I don't know.

If you'd used your blinker, you'd have had a perfect score.

I passed, didn't I?

Sure. But remember, driving is a privilege.

Oh, I know. And then I can cash a check.

Now this from our Austin news desk. Kris?

We have an update on the Julie Kenner story of last May.

As you'll recall, Ms. Kenner... A Fort Worth housewife...

Was the victim of a brutal rape.

The subsequent trial of her accused rapist...

was the focal point for both media coverage and public outcry.

Well, tonight, News Center 7 has learned...

that attorneys for Vincent DeStephano...

have reached a plea bargain arrangement with prosecutors...

that may have DeStephano serving only seven months on charges of simple assault...

before being eligible for parole in mid-February.

As part of the agreement,

he will also supply information to prosecutors...

that they have deemed very valuable...

in their fight against organized crime in Texas.

Well, Gary will be here soon...

to tell us exactly what's wrong with the Dallas Cowboys...

Were you watching the TV news?

Yes.

Did you... Did you hear?

Yes, I heard it.

You did?

Don, look, I'm not gonna let it bother me.

Oh.

Wow.

You're getting better every minute. Huh.

I'm real proud of you, honey.

You've come a long way, Julie.

We. We've come a long way, Doctor.

Oh, I'm sorry. Elaine.

I'm so glad that you're working things out.

Do you feel better about yourself today?

Yes, I do.

I don't want to put any pressure on you,

but we really do have to work.

You have to ask yourself these questions every day. Remember?

It wasn't your fault. Oh.

Remember that. I-I know. I know.

You don't seem so sure today.

Well, we've been through all this before.

I mean, we've been over all this.

What did they say?

What did they say?

They said I could have gotten away.

Could you?

Could you have gotten away?

What do you think?

It doesn't matter what I think.

Could you have gotten away?

No.

Then it was not your fault.

Remember that.

You were a victim once.

Don't let yourself become one again.

I won't. I promise.

...profession wrestler... The Crusader, Craig McConnell.

He'll be out here in a minute to tell us...

how he put the Lord in his corner and the devil on the ropes.

The man who dedicated his world championship belt to the Lord...

in front of 10,000 people.

Yeah, okay.

Hey. Keep a hold on it.

What do you want? I want to rent a room.

Month? Week? Day?

Hour? What?

The rates change accordingly.

Oh, uh, we'll try week by week, I guess.

Funny. I had you pegged for the hourly rate.

- Lots of hours in a week. - Hmm.

Okay. 312.

It's the best room we have.

But then they're all the best we have.

Sign here.

That'll be 70 bucks for the first week. Ten-dollar linen fee.

- Is it real linen? - Yeah. We ran out of silk.

Sheets. Buy sheets.

Oh, my God.

Towels. Buy towels.

Buy sheets and towels.

Ew. And Lysol.

Buy gallons of Lysol.

I know how you feel.

Oh.

Hello. Don? It's Julie.

Um, 10:45.

Yeah, I thought they were gonna sign the papers tonight,

but some little thing in the contract tripped it all up.

Anyway, I'll be home in about 10 minutes. Okay?

Yeah. Yeah. I... I love you too.

Uh. Let me get it.

What's the special occasion? What do you mean, dear?

All the star treatment I'm getting this morning.

I just want to make you happy.

There you go.

Ah. Your ride's here.

Come get your lunches. Come on, kids. Oh.

Here we go, Katie. Bye-bye.

- Mmm! - Bye-bye.

Bye. And don't forget your coats this time.

No, I'm... I'm serious. What's goin' on?

Well, Melissa wants me to go to Atlanta...

For the convention, to represent the company.

Oh, for Christ sakes, Julie. I haven't seen hide nor hair of you for weeks.

How long she want you to go for? Only four days.

And I promise I'll be back before you know it.

Gone days, gone nights.

Look, I know that the job has really helped you to, um...

Recover?

That's okay. I don't mind the word.

Well, recover then. But, well... But what?

Don't you think I'm getting better?

Oh, no. No, it's not that at all.

Don, I need this trip...

To prove to myself that... I'm getting over it,

that it's all behind me.

Well, sure, you go ahead. You go to Atlanta and give 'em hell.

I'll... I'll look after things here while you're gone.

I think it'll really help my confidence.

You sure? You sure it's all right?

Oh, positive. Have a good time.

And while I'm gone, uh,

it'll give you a good chance to move back... back into the bedroom.

Drink up.

Uh, I've gotta go pack.

There's a flight this afternoon I might be able to catch.

Hello? Dana? Dana?

Hi, this is Don. Hi, Don.

Uh, listen, Julie's gonna go up to Atlanta for a few days.

I wonder if you might give me a hand with the girls.

Sure. Just let me get dressed and I'll be right over. No, don't come over now.

Um, tell you what. I'll give you a call when I pick them up from school.

Hi. I'm here for the Realtors' convention. Of course, ma'am.

The registration is in the Red Room. Your name, please?

Ma'am? Your name?

Oh, sorry! Must be jet lag.

Uh, Julie Kenner. I have a reservation.

Welcome to Fair Winds Airlines. Oh, I need a ticket for the next flight to Miami.

That will be $40, and our next open flight will be at 9:00 a.m.

Can I get a return flight to Atlanta tonight?

I have to be back tonight. Every hour on the hour.

Stand up. Face front.

Have a seat. We'll call you when your license is ready.

I see here on your birth certificate that you were born here in Miami.

Do you have any next of kin still in the area?

I don't have any relatives at all.

Why have you waited until your 29th year before applying for a social security card?

Until now, I never had to look for work.

I can imagine. I bet.

Now these are just temporary checks,

but they do have your name, address and social security number on them,

- just like you requested. - Thank you.

Oh! And your deposit of $300 allows you to pick from these free gifts.

Oh! Oh, these are perfect.

Oh, yes. Those are lovely.

Ms. Prador, would you bring Ms. King the, uh,

matching set of towels and linens?

- Will that be cash or charge? - Check, if that's okay.

Certainly. I'll just ring this up for you.

And this will be $291 including tax.

Could you stand on that mark so we could take your picture, please?

Will that be cash or charge? Check, if that's okay.

Sure, of course. That'll be $312.

And I'll need some form of I.D.

- Oh. - Well, I have my driver's license... Okay.

My social security card and this.

I got it today.

It's my first one, and the people at Lee's are so helpful.

Well, let me give you an application from Sanger's, Mrs. King.

Oh, it's Miss King.

Julie! Julie! Are you all set?

Melissa, I've been set since 6:00 a.m.

Well, if we can catch the 7:30 flight, we can get home a whole day early.

I got a cab outside. Could you get these for me?

I guess I'll just have to give you the same courtesy that you give me,

- working woman that you are. - Thanks, honey.

Uh, it won't be later than 10:00, uh, 11:00 at the latest. Bye.

Bye.

Hello?

Oh, cream puff, my ass!

Heh. Good work, honey.

Yeah, boy. Thank you.

Oh. Yeah.

Let's go get a drink. You bet.

Hey, Roy, how about a beer over here?

So, uh, that's a pretty nice car you got there.

What's the story on that?

Here you are, miss, from Mr. Tony.

He wants to see you.

Well, just wait till I finish the beer.

He wants to see you now.

Okay.

So get it. That's what I pay you for.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I understand there's something wrong with your car?

Oh, everything is wrong with my car. Why?

- And, uh, where are you from? - Oh, here and there.

My name is Mr. Tony, and this is my bar.

- Oh, I... I thought it was Sol's. - So does Sol.

So, uh... you a workin' girl?

What do you mean?

Look, I do business here.

As long as I do, I gotta keep the place clean.

I run a clean place.

A lot of people come in here. Some, like me,

or my boys, for instance,

might have some kind of probation or something.

They can't associate with undesirables.

You know the types.

So I gotta keep it clean.

No drugs, guns,

or workin' girls. Mr., uh, Tony,

all I want is a cool beer and-and a car that works. Hey.

That's all you want? It's on the house.

- I didn't mean anything... - Oh, that's okay.

Since the drinks are free,

what are the chances of getting one of those zippy microwave pizzas too?

Hey, how about throwing in a car?

[ ''Joy To The World'' On Stereo ]

Oh, Don, they're all so silly.

But they're your friends.

No, no.

They're your friends.

Ah, Don, don't worry. I won't let you down.

I'll give 'em what they came for.

To the new Julie Kenner.

Julie!

Oh, Jane, that dress looks wonderful on you.

Now we'll have to get together real soon.

Now you could put your money in money markets,

but I can show you a duplex with even better returns.

Eight, nine...

Melissa, how nice to see you here.

You know, I've always considered myself...

to be somewhat of an expert on antiques.

Oh, no. No. I won't break it.

It's beautiful.

What'd you pay for it? Uh, 2,500.

Oh, well.

I guess somebody has to pay retail.

Aunt Dana! Nighty-night! Good night. Go kiss your mom and daddy.

Gimme a kiss. Mmm! Good night, princess. All right.

- Kiss your mommy and daddy. - Okay.

Dana! Good to see you. Come on in and have a drink.

Hello? Julie Kenner. This is your answering service, Mrs. Kenner.

Oh, Mr. Robinson. You asked me to call you back at noon.

1:00 will be perfect. 1:00?

Uh, at the site then?

Okay, I get it. Okay. Bye-bye.

Yes, sir? Another ''meet me at the motel for lunch'' call.

Yes?

Good morning. Hi, Bobbie. How are you, hon?

Pretty good. Hi, Bobbie.

Hi. How you doin'?

Pretty good.

Good, baby. You're lookin' good. Whoo! Flatterer.

Bobbie, how you been?

Oh, fair, Roy. Only fair.

How come? Mmm, you know.

Same old, same old. The usual?

Only amateurs change their drink, Roy.

Jack Daniel's neat, a double.

Very good. Very good.

Hmm. And to think, I've only been coming in here for three weeks.

Once I remember your drink,

you're mine for life.

Hiya, Bobbie. Oh! Hi, Johnny.

How's the garage treatin' you these days?

Can't complain.

Hey, listen, Bobbie. I was, uh...

How about you and me goin' back to my place tonight?

Mmm, Johnny.

Don't tease me. Uh, shit, Bobbie, I mean it.

Now, how about, uh, you know, tonight? Hmm?

Uh, no, Johnny. I don't think so. Not tonight, okay?

I... What am I? Is there something wrong with me?

What, you think you're better than everyone in this place?

Come on. Look, I... I got money.

I look any better to you now?

Look, Johnny, why don't you have another drink on me, okay?

- Whatever you want, on me. - Just don't try and feed me any of your bullshit!

John, here, have one more drink. This one's on the house.

Jesus Christ, you could've killed him! He was harmless, and you could've killed him!

By the time he wakes up, he won't recall bein' here or where he got that headache.

Listen, Roy. I owe you one.

One what?

I don't know, but... at least one of 'em.

Don't you want to take a nap?

No, I wanna go play! Oh, come on!

I wanna take a nap. Take a nap with me. I wanna play!

Oh! I wanna play!

- You wanna go? Yes, okay. - Okay, go play.

Go over where the boys are. All right. Come on!

You like them.

Now I bet you're glad you ditched that client and met us for lunch.

Mmm, I sure am. I almost didn't make it though.

God, those kids are amazing. They eat all that food, then they're off to play.

Oh, kids can do that. Not me. Us old folks need our rest.

I want to get these clothes off, get on the sofa and watch the game.

Huh! You boys and your games.

Oh, my God.

Goddamn it. The fuckers went through everything.

I'm gonna go check the other rooms.

Check your jewelry. I'll check the kids.

I'd like to pawn these, please.

Hmm. 800.

Well, 900...

But only because you look like you need it.

Morning. Did you sleep?

No. The sofa bed's not my idea of comfort.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry we had to sleep on the sofa bed.

But after what happened last night, I just don't feel like sleeping in our bed...

until we can get some new sheets.

There's nothing wrong with the old sheets.

What are you talking about? They touched them!

God, it makes me queasy.

The police'll get 'em. I'll have it on the wire this morning.

They'll catch those bastards. They probably already sold it to a fence by now.

A fence? Julie, you watch too much television.

Come on.

Hi. We'd like to see some guns. Why, yes.

Uh, for protection or sport?

Uh, both. We want to kill a golfer.

Please, excuse me.

Julie, why don't you come here for a second?

Damn it, Julie. We talked about this.

I want you to have a gun to protect yourself and the kids when I'm not at home.

Don, if I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times. I do not want a gun in the house...

Especially with the kids there.

It's like saying you're willing to kill someone.

I'm just not gonna give in on this. Julie, we talked about this.

We agreed we would go and look at guns.

Well, we looked at 'em.

I'll be in Housewares.

Attention, shoppers. There's a sale on women's underwear...

in our ladies' lingerie department.

I came about your ad for some guns.

Pistols. Oh, yeah, pistols.

Um... You know, I only have these three left.

This.25, it's a good purse gun. What about that third one there?

Now that third one might be a little bit big for a lady.

Well, which one holds the most bullets? Well, the last one.

It holds 13. Which one's the most powerful?

The last one, the HK. That's the one I want then.

$300 cash. I'll take it.

Do you want to see some I.D.? I have a lot of I.D.

What for? I don't know. Registration?

Are you kidding? This is Texas, not Communist Russia.

Happy Birthday, dear Scotty

Happy birthday to you

- All right, man. - Happy birthday, darlin'.

Mmm, thank you, babe. That's for you, and I already took some pictures for you.

Bobbie. Heh!-

I gotta get out of here, guys. I'm too damn drunk.

Last round's on me, okay?

Thanks, Scotty!

Come on over here and...

No way, baby. I'm keepin' this forever.

Oh, Scotty, give it to me. It's not very good anyway.

It's a perfect likeness of you! I'm keepin' this forever!

Excuse me now. I'm outta here.

See you later, guys.

Come on. Let's have a beer.

Hey! Hey, everybody! Scotty's been mugged.

He, Jimmy, what happened? He was mugged just down the block.

You're sure you'll be okay? Oh, yeah, sure. Go on ahead.

I know how important these association meetings can be to your career.

There's kind of a celebration afterwards for Melissa at the Sheraton in Arlington.

And, uh... Well, she's gone over five million in gross sales, and...

Well, it's a... uh, a party. It might go really late.

Well, listen, I know it's only 20 miles,

but, you know, the turnpike is gonna be full of drunks at that time of night.

- Well... - Why don't you plan on getting a room...

and just stay overnight?

- That way I won't have to worry. - Oh, I don't know.

But if you really think so, okay.

Yeah, okay. Sure. Well, that's good.

This party is a drag!

Hey, everybody! Hey! I've got an idea to liven up this wake!

Let's go down to the Stud Farm!

What? A male stripper joint!

Oh! The Stud Farm over on 10th and Main!

Well, let's go then!

Melissa, I have a terrible headache.

Well, you never could hold your liquor. I guess not.

At least not like you. Damn straight.

I'm gonna go upstairs. I booked a room here.

Ooh, that sounds good. I wish I had.

Well, there's two beds. Oh, here's the key.

When the party breaks up, you take a cab back here, and I'll be upstairs.

Just like roomies!

Yeah.

Well, I get a night off, and the place is deserted.

What kind of deal is that?

What am I? Chopped liver?

On the house.

Thanks.

My first free drink in the four months I've been coming here.

Hey, tonight I own the bar,

and I say it's on the house.

I didn't think bartenders drank.

That's only on television.

You eat?

Oh, of course I eat. No, I mean, have you eaten yet?

Oh, I get it. No.

Does that mean, uh: ''A,'' no, I haven't eaten;

Or ''B,'' no, I don't want to go.

Well, if I don't starve to death before you close up, it means ''A,'' yes.

Okay, everybody out. The bar is closed. Last call.

Last call?

Hell, it's only 8:30.

I can make it final call if you want, buddy.

So, tell me. Have you been a bartender for very long?

Oh! Oh, me?

You want to know about me? Um...

Oh, I'd much rather hear about you.

Mm-hmm.

Tell me. Have you been a bartender for very long?

Oh, really?

Oh, me? You want to know about me?

Well, uh, born in Miami. Uh... You know, lived there all my life.

Not much to tell, really.

So, what do you... what do you think of the place?

You want my honest opinion?

Oh, sure.

The food was terrible.

The wine was like vinegar.

And the service sucks.

I know. That's why we could get a table on such short notice.

Tell me. Have you been a bartender for very long?

Does it matter?

Well... Well, no, I guess it really... doesn't.

I just want to know something about you.

This is it.

I mean, this is what I am.

What would it matter what I did before,

or what I'll do in the future?

It won't change what I am now.

Do you like what you see?

Um... Yes.

Y-Yes, I do.

That's all that counts with people like us.

You don't want to know about me?

No. Why?

Will it change anything?

The more people know about each other, the more they think they own.

But how do you...

really know who you're dealing with? Oh.

Well, shit. How do you ever know?

Your check, sir.

You didn't hardly eat anything. Would you like a doggie bag?

I'd make that a garbage bag.

Are you coming in?

If you'd like.

That would be nice.

This is nice.

This is very nice. It's getting there.

It's all I can afford for now.

I don't have any chairs,

but I do have a bottle of bourbon.

Oh, I don't have any ice.

Ice is what bartenders put in drinks...

to take up room meant for liquor.

You better bring that bottle. Why?

If you finish that glass of bourbon in your hand,

you may not be able to walk back over there and get it later when you really want it.

You were right. About the bourbon?

About a lot of things.

Would you go if I asked you to?

Yes.

Would you... stay if I asked you to?

Yes.

No questions?

No.

Attention.

We have a code blue seven. We have a code blue seven.

Worry about the technique later, okay? Attention.

We have a code blue seven. We have a code blue seven.

- B.P. 40 over 20. - ...trigger tachycardia.

- I can't get any blood pressure. - I can't feel a heart.

Hmm. Can't hold my liquor, huh?

Hmm.

Mrs. Kenner, it's 12:00 noon.

If you wish to stay past 12:30, you'll have to pay for another day.

Black coffee. I'm sorry, this isn't room service.

This is the front desk. Will you... call them for me?

Well, that number is 279... Look, you jerk. Get us black coffee,

or we'll come down there and puke on your front desk, okay?

Would you like something to eat with that coffee? Some muffins or maybe some toast?

Julie? Is that you?

Where were you last night?

Me? I was here when you got in.

Oh, yeah?

When Buddy and Al brought me back?

I was in the bathroom, remember?

Bathroom?

Ohh, yeah. I tucked you in, remember?

You tucked me in?

Ohh... I remember now.

You tucked me in.

You tucked me in.

Mmm, you tucked me in.

Well, that's the news for another evening edition of Late News Tonight.

For Kris, Bob, Rich and Lynn,

I'm Chuck Fields wishing you all a happy Valentine's Day tomorrow.

And we'll see you again tomorrow evening. Good night.

You heard? Jesus Christ!

Now, look, I had the TV on upstairs.

I... They said this was gonna happen.

They said February.

Well, it's February.

Well, do you...

You want me to stay home with you tomorrow?

- I really don't think you oughta be alone. - I'm not gonna be alone.

I've got me. Sure you're prepared for this?

Yes, I am.

Julie! Hi. Come on in.

There must be some mistake.

I thought Don wanted to see me.

That is, Mary came by, and I assumed that he wanted...

No. No mistake. I wanted to see you.

But why?

Now that's all behind us now...

Least I hope it is.

Well, thank God. Really.

So, what did you want to see me about?

The children really do like you, Aunt Dana.

Well, that Katie is just, uh...

And if anything happened to me...

Oh, now, don't be silly. No, no, I'm serious.

I've been through some problems in the past,

and I think that today will most likely be the toughest.

Oh, my God. He gets out today.

DeStephano gets out today.

Would you like for me to stay with you?

Would you?

Of course.

Oh, right. You got a girlfriend, huh? Hi, Bobbie.

Hey, Jimmy. Hi, Bobbie.

Bobbie. How about a drink?

No way before 12:00.

Roy, I have something for you.

Happy Valentine's Day!

Thank you, Bobbie. That's real sweet.

Bobbie! Come here!

There's somebody I want you to meet.

I'll be back in just a minute.

Bobbie, I want you to meet my nephew.

Hey, sweetheart, don't I know you from somewhere?-

Let's go! Let's... What's goin' on?

She's got a gun!

Shut up. Shut up!

We gotta get out!

She's still out there! She's still out there!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

- Somebody call the cops! - Someone shot Vinnie!

Is he okay? Is he all right? Hey, you guys! She's still out there!

- Oh, my God. What a mess. - Roy! Are you okay?

And like there's shootin' and yellin'. I don't know what the...

Well, she made Clint Eastwood look like...

What do you think?

Wayne! You have that report now?

Go to tape! Okay.

We have an exclusive First News Tonight background report...

on Anthony ''Little Vinnie'' DeStephano.

The following tape was assembled...

from our videotape library footage.

Vincent ''Vinnie'' DeStephano, indicted last year for the rape-torture of Julie Kenner,

and convicted of simple assault in a plea-bargain arrangement, was killed today...

in what most observers describe as a professional mob-style execution.

Paroled after serving seven months of a two-year sentence,

and at a party at his uncle's bar celebrating his release...

I hate to break in on that report,

but we now have exclusive information on the alleged assailant.

Okay then. Can we roll that tape?

She appears to be a 30-year-old woman from the Miami area,

based on records supplied by the Miami Metro-Dade Police Department.

Roberta Pauline King, also known as ''Bobbie'' King.

She is wanted for outstanding warrants in Miami...

for credit card fraud and issuing worthless checks.

She's 5 feet, 10 inches tall, a white female,

125 pounds, red hair, green eyes...

and last seen driving a 1977 blue Ford Mustang.

Once again, we have a positive I.D. on the assailant:

Roberta ''Bobbie'' King of Miami.

We have Police Captain Jack North with us now. Jack?

Jack, step over here. Jack, do you have anything to add?

Um, we think it was a professional hit.

Vinnie had a lot of enemies, both out of the joint and in.

But let me say again, we do have a positive I.D. on the assailant.

Thank you, Captain North. That son of a bitch.

I would've killed him myself if I had the chance.

With an update on that story, we go live to downtown Dallas. I know you would, dear.

In a bizarre twist of events, Late News Tonight has learned that metro police,

acting on a tip about a drug buy at Sol's,

had been able to place an undercover officer actually inside...

Sol's inner circle of regulars.

Now, Lieutenant, I understand you were actually inside the bar when the shooting occurred.

- Is that correct? - Yes, I was there on an unrelated case...

that we were trying to break.

I... I didn't see much. I was behind the bar.

I see. Did you try and stop the assailant, Lieutenant?

It... It all happened so fast. I was working undercover, and I wasn't carrying a weapon.

I see. Could you tell us anything more about the assailant, Lieutenant?

No, I don't really know anything more than you guys do.

She's a pro. I doubt seriously we'll ever see her again.

I don't think we'll ever find her.

Well, Lieutenant, did you actually see the shooting?

Why don't you get lost, buddy? Lieutenant, can you think of any possible motive...

why Ms. King would want to, uh, shoot, uh, Little Vinnie?

And we will, of course,

continue to update this story as it progresses.

Dick, get some shots of the house! It'll be right in front of us!

Got it. Mrs. Kenner! Mrs. Kenner! A word for the press?

Just a word?

How does your husband feel about this matter? Are the children at home?

Mrs. Kenner, about the murder... How do you feel?

Mrs. Kenner, do you feel vindicated?

Do you feel any different now that he's been murdered?

Mrs. Kenner? No.

Mrs. Kenner? Mrs. Kenner?

Morning, Aunt Dana.