All language subtitles for Police Woman s03e19 Solitaire.eng

- Raise your hands and stand up.

- I don't know what
would make this guy talk.

- I'll make him talk.

- [Man] Today I have
planted another bomb.

- I think we ought to
call SWAT in on this.

- Look, these two
bums, I want them, Billy.

They cut down my
partner, the executed him.

- Hey, hold it sir.

- Funny guy, eh?

There's a present for you.

- I want your name and number,
you're gonna answer for this.

- Keith P. as in Patty
Murphy, Sergeant,

shield number 83300.

(explodes)

(suspenseful music)

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(light music)

- My brother was
right, know that Murph?

I shoulda stayed in law school.

- Sure.

Then you coulda
defended the cockroaches

instead of bucking with them.

- Always the cynic.

- No I'm not, Tony.

Just a realist.

- Bellisimo.

- That means something
dirty in Italian, you better...

- Means realism.

Or close enough.

That's what's kept you on
the street all these years.

When you shoulda
made lieutenant years ago.

- Partner, it's us
New York street cops

that keep the roaches
from consuming

that sweet and gentle
eight million people out there.

- As the saying goes, partner.

You served your time in hell.

Why not relax a little?

Take one of those
cushy desk jobs.

- Why not, huh?

That's easy.

I got six months left before
I'm eligible for pension.

And I'm doing
'em, just doing 'em.

- Rotten heat.

I'll bet I sweat off
six or seven pounds.

How about a cold one?

- How about shutting
up for a few minutes?

You're beginning to sound
like my brother-in-law Sam.

Hey partner, if they
close in while you're...

(cash register ringing)

- Coke.

(gun clicks)

(guns firing)

(suspenseful music)

- Been a long time, Murph.

- Hey, good to see you, Billy.

Helen sends her love.

Wants to know when
you're coming back again.

- Are you kidding?

I wouldn't trade our
sunshine and smog

for your heat and
humidity any day.

Say hello to my partners,
Pepper Anderson, Joe Styles,

Pete Royster.

- Hey, how you doing?

- Keith Murphy.

- John Trumble.

- How do you do?

- John.

- It's just the two
of you guys, huh?

- There's only two of them.

You know, if I had
a partner like that,

I wouldn't leave
California either.

- Oh, been hanging around
the Blarney Stone, huh?

- The Blarney Stone, is it?

Billy should know
better than that.

The Irish are
famous for two things.

Their appreciation
for fine whiskey

and beautiful women.

(laughs)

- I thought you'd at
least come by the office.

- Are you kidding?

He had to come right here.

- They're both in room 411.

- Tedesco and what's
the other one's name?

- Blat.

- There's only one
exit, a hallway door.

Leads out onto the
fire escape there.

- You know what, friend?

- [Murphy] What?

- I think we ought to
call SWAT in on this.

- Look, these two
bums, I want them, Billy.

They cut down my
partner, they executed him.

Now if something goes wrong,

we'll call in the marines, okay?

- Okay.

How do you want us to deploy?

(suspenseful music)

(mumbling)

- Police, freeze!

- Come on here,
partner, you put it down.

There's two ways out of here.

The easy way, in cuffs, or
head down on a stretcher.

You take your choice.

- Get out of my way, I
can't miss with this thing.

- Murph!

- Stand back, dammit.

I've got nothing to lose.

- [Bill] Murph!

- You hear me?

Nothing.

- Come on, kid, put it
down, or I'll ram it in your ear.

- Do it and you're a dead man!

Hold it!

- Hey, when am I gonna
get to see the doctor?

These stitches
gotta come out, huh?

- Who did the handywork?

Come on, come on, I
asked you a question.

- Doc Dayton, that old
butcher from Long Island.

- Leave the crybaby
alone, what happens next,

when do I see my lawyer?

- You waive extradition, we'll
fly you to New York tomorrow.

- With who?

- With me, you little darlings.

- And if I don't?

- Well then about a
month after the hearing,

I'll come back again.

Instead of a nice
little plane ride,

you and me, we'll
drive back alone

in one of those cage cars.

You get the picture, clown?

- Tomorrow?

- You sign this, I'll
get you outta here

on the first available flight.

(sighs)

- Well, a jail's a jail,
whether it's here or New York.

At least we'll get one
good meal on the plane.

Traveling first class, I hope.

- Oh, absolutely.

747.

Here, you sign this.

They'll set a table for
you up in the lounge.

- That's terrific.

Now when do I get
to see that doctor?

- I'll have you checked.

- Murphy, if I ever
get the chance,

I'm gonna put you in the grave

with your spaghetti
throwing friend.

- What I want to know is

how you located him so fast.

- The butcher, Dr. Dayton,
he's kind of a reluctant snitch.

Blat phoned him from here

to find out about the
follow up treatment.

- And he gave the good doctor

the number where
he could be reached.

- Right.

You know there
are rules and regs

that aren't in the
hippocratic oath.

I used to say hypocritic before
Helen straightened me out.

She's a great woman.

- You know something, I wish
you guys would hang around

for a few days.

- I'm game.

My first trip to the coast.

Murph?

- No, I want to get
both these guys back.

- That officer that was
killed in the liquor store,

did he have a family?

- Yeah.

Had two kids.

Two year old, Tony Jr., and
a little girl about six months.

- Hey Murph, how's
that tribe of yours...

Listen, did I tell you
that this guy has six kids?

- Six?

- Six.

The youngest is how old?

- Shaelynn'll be five in June.

- What do you do
in your spare time?

- Well, Irish Catholic,
oversexed, you know.

(chuckling)

You know, speaking
of kids, I better check in.

Excuse me, huh?

- He's a doll.

That's quite a partner
you got ahold of.

- He's the best.

Guys stand in line
to work with him.

- Were you surprised, the way
he handled that arrest today?

- Let's just say I'd have
handled it differently.

Tedesco doesn't deserve a trial.

But then, Murphy's a
better cop than I am.

- Did you ask him about
why he didn't shoot?

- When we got back
to our hotel room, yeah.

He said Tedesco probably
would've gotten off a shot.

Some innocent party in one
of the adjoining hotel rooms

might've gotten hit.

Would you excuse
me for a minute?

- Restroom right there.

- Oh.

(chuckles)

- Yeah, everything's
fine, honey, yeah.

We got 'em both.

Yeah, I'll be home
on a 10 PM flight.

How are the kids?

- Not great.

It's just that, well,

nothing's really together
when you're not here,

you know that.

- Oh, it isn't.

I know that, sure.

Give all the kids a
big kiss for me, will ya?

I gotta...

I gotta go.

- Keith, Dr. Milton called,

he wants to talk
to you right away.

What's that all about?

- Oh, that's just the
department physician.

It's a routine physical.

He says I'm overweight,
need to lose about 10 pounds.

He's got a special
diet for cops.

Lots of booze and loose women.

(laughs)

- Hey, you big Irish lug,

you got all you can
handle right here at home.

- Yeah, I know, sweetheart.

- Nobody's even
parted their cabbage.

- Murph didn't
even touch his meal.

Did you see how his
hands were shaking?

- They just buried
his partner, Pepper.

- Yeah.

Doesn't happen every day.

- Listen, I gotta go,
Billy and his partner

are waiting for me.

- Did you give him my love?

Tell him to come back
soon and I'll make some

corn beef and pasta.

Keith?

- Yeah hon?

- I just wanna say I love ya.

I guess I never know
how much 'til you go away.

- Sure, I know.

Me too.

I'll see ya tomorrow.

(airplane engines roaring)

- Listen, we still
got a few minutes,

anybody want a cup of coffee?

- None for me, maybe Pepper.

- No, I'm all coffeed out.

What time does
your plane get in?

- Just after nine.

- Hey, what about
some coffee for us?

- Did you call your
office and tell them

what time you're coming in?

- Yeah.

We'll have plenty of help
getting these two booked.

- What do you say
we get these guys

in a little more private area?

Get 'em recuffed.

Around the corner here.

- [Announcer] Your
attention please, flight 69,

flight six-nine, for Miami...

- Now Pepper, you promise
to come back with Billy

and visit us sometime, huh?

- Promises, promises.

- You're gonna love Helen.

The kids are gonna take
some getting used to though.

- You can say that again.

- Nevermind that.

Get Billy to spring for
some airline tickets,

you come back, the two
of you, and bunk with us,

and we'll take the
big apple apart.

- Yeah, anytime
you say, Crowley.

- It's too much
excitement for you.

- Don't you listen to him.

(explodes)

(dramatic music)

(coughing)

- Bill!

Bill.

Bill, are you all right?

(groans)

- Where's Tedesco?

(suspenseful music)

(chattering)

- Yeah, that's good, now
what about this one right here?

- It's all sealed off.

I don't see any way they
could possibly get out.

- What about departing flights,

any chance they
could've picked up one?

- Not likely, they're
all being watched.

(chattering)

- These guys gunned down a
New York detective, he's dead.

You surely understand...

- How is he?

- Trumble?

He should be Irish, he
always comes out okay.

- Thank God.

And Saint Patrick.

- How'd you know that
was my middle name?

The last half, I mean.

They dug a piece of
shrapnel out of his shoulder.

A couple of days in
the hospital should do it.

- We're lucky nobody got killed.

- Any news of Tedesco?

- Not a word, how's John?

- He's gonna be all right.

- You want me to call his
wife, explain what happened?

- No no no, I checked, he
phoned her from the hospital.

You know how wives are,
she'd be on the next flight out

if she didn't hear his voice.

Listen, can I stick around
here for a few days,

at least 'til I pick
up what I came for?

- I don't know, you think
we should swear him in?

- I don't know if he's
had enough experience.

- You're probably right.

Billy, this bombing,
is that your bail work?

- It is 'til we get relieved.

- Well where do you start?

- That strike out there,

I think the labor union's
a good place to start.

- I'll stick around here
and see if your blue suiters

pick up on anything.

- They can get us on the
air of something comes up.

- Okay.

(suspenseful music)

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

- Mrs. Murphy, this
is Dr. Milton again.

- Oh hi, Dr. Milton.

- I was wondering if...

Have you heard from Keith?

- Yes, he called last night,

he said he'd be home
sometime tonight.

- Well, I'd like to talk to
him as soon as possible.

You be sure to tell him that.

- Of course.

Is anything wrong?

I mean, with the physical?

- Oh, he's fine, Mrs. Murphy.

I simply have some questions
regarding his past health.

Sorry to have troubled you.

- No trouble at all.

I'll put him on that new diet

just as soon as he
walks in the door.

- That's the kind
of talk I like to hear.

Goodbye, Mrs. Murphy.

- Bye bye.

(sighs)

- Sorry I had to keep
you folks waiting.

Cigar?

- Oh, no thanks, we don't smoke.

- Mr. Webster, you know
about the airport bombing.

- Yeah, I heard about it on...

Wait a minute, is
this why you're here?

'Cause you think my union
had something to do with that?

- We're not sure about that,

but we do think this
is a good place to start.

- Mr. Webster, we talked
to a few of your pickets.

It seems this has been
a pretty bitter strike.

- Well, name me one
that isn't until it's over.

Look, Sergeant Crowley, is it?

Sergeant Anderson?

- Mhmm.

- We don't settle
labor disputes that way.

We bargain, folks, we
bargain for what we get.

This is bothering you, isn't it?

- Oh, no, not that much.

- Oh, I'm sorry,
I'll put it out.

Lousy habit.

Stopped once, three whole weeks.

- Shame you started up again.

(scoffs)

What about
disgruntled employees?

I mean, anybody that might
want to make the union look bad?

- Yeah, there is one
guy that comes to mind.

Hot head named Ricardo.

A mechanic.

The airline fired
him for using dope

and he blew up, sore
as hell at the union,

and me for not
fighting to save his job,

but our position's
very clear on that.

He shouldn't be working
on those jet planes

while he's loaded up on dope.

Look, folks, there's always
one bad apple in the barrel.

- Could we have his background,
name, address, et cetera?

- Hey lady, hand me that
wrench down there, huh?

(airplane engine roaring)

- You're welcome.

- So what happened to Ricardo?

- So he kept showing
up to work half loaded,

had to get rid of him.

- Did he tell you
about his other job?

- Sure, I know about
his beef with the airlines.

I had to call him
for references.

They warned me, but I needed
a good mechanic, right away.

- After he was fired, thank you,

did he scream "raw deal?"

- From the rooftops.

He felt the union let him down.

They didn't back him up
in his fight to keep his job.

Look, if he comes back,
we'd appreciate a call.

- He won't.

We had a fight.

I had to throw him out.

If you ask me, he's a psycho.

- Thanks a lot.

- Hey, lady, that
oil line down there.

- It's nice, isn't it?

- Yeah, so I'm gonna be
hung up here for a few days,

sweetheart.

Yeah, John'll be
released from the hospital

in a couple days.

- Tell him not to
worry about Penny,

she's gonna stay here with us.

- Oh, that's fine.

You're a good
woman, Mrs. Murphy.

Considerate.

Helen, do you hear me?

- Keith, Dr. Milton
called again.

I don't understand, I mean
why does he keep phoning?

- Excuse me, Sergeant Murphy?

We may have one
of your crooks located.

Air freight employee saw someone

sneak into one of the crates.

- Yeah, I gotta go, Helen.

I love you, hear?

- I love you too.

(dial tone beeping)

- What do you want with Ricardo?

- We want to talk to him
about a traffic accident.

- Traffic accident my fanny.

It's dope, right?

- That's right.

Now, do you know where he is?

Is he here?

- No, moved about two weeks ago.

(talking on radio)

- He moved where?

- What's that?

He moved where?

- Hey.

- What was it, you go ahead.

- 12150, meet 12152 standing
by with Sergeant Murphy

at the air freight depot.

Code two.

(radio buzzes)

- Roger.

- Hey!

Wait a minute.

Where are you going?

Look, I've got another dealer
in 219, you could bust him.

(suspenseful music)

- Pete, what's wrong?

- Over there on the crate,

some employee said they
saw this guy slip inside.

The description fits Blat,

and also he's carrying a gun.

- What's the destination?

- Mexico.

It's strictly freight
and they said it'll leave

in about 30 minutes.

- We need to get that forklift.

Let's get him loaded.

(suspenseful music)

- Mr. Blat, very careful now.

Throw out that gun,

raise your hands and stand
up where we can see ya.

Repeat, raise your
hands and stand up.

(gun fires)

(gun fires)

Blat.

Throw out the
gun or I'll blow you

all the way back to New York.

(gun fires)

- Murph, what the
hell are you doing?

- I know this scum, watch.

(gun fires)

- One to go.

- Listen carefully, I'm the
man who bombed the airport.

They must pay for what
they do to good people.

I have planted another
bomb at the airport.

(dramatic music)

- [Pepper] Where is he?

- I told ya, I don't know.

- Tedesco tell you
how he'd get out?

- Get out of what?

- Watch your mouth, clown.

- Look, he still had
one hand cuffed,

he said he was gonna
take it off and then...

- And then what?

Talk.

Come on.

- Murph.

All right, Blat, what'd he say?

- He was gonna get a gun.

- Where?

Did he say where or how
he was gonna get one?

- Uh-uh.

But I can tell you this much.

He said nobody was
gonna take him back east

and lock him up forever.

And he meant it.

- Hey Pete!

- Yeah?

- Get this guy outta
here and lock him up.

Put him in isolation.

- Right.

(talking on radio)

- Hey Murph, you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- I'll tell you, we
all get a little edgy

when we're in the middle
of one of these things.

I don't think Blat
was holding back.

- I know Blat's just a follower.

I just don't want
Tedesco to get away.

You can understand that, Billy.

What are all these
vacant lots for?

- It's part of the
airport expansion.

The city bought up
hundreds of homes,

and they'll be removed.

- Progress, huh?

Bet they at least
leave some of the trees.

I like trees.

They seem to live forever
if you just leave them alone.

- [Man On Radio] This
station has just been contacted

by a man claiming to
be the airport bomber.

He's warning, and
this is a direct quote,

"I've planted another
bomb at the airport."

- [Man] I figured you
people would be here,

so I had my secretary
draw up that transcript,

it's verbatim, there's
nothing missing.

- Thanks, Mr. Gerhardt, but
what we really need is the tape,

we don't really need this.

Just the original tape.

- I'm sorry sir, that
I've got to decline.

This station's in
the news business,

and that tape is an
important item of news.

- Yeah, news is important, but
you don't seem to understand,

we are dealing with a mad man
and he's planted another bomb.

What about human beings?

I mean that tape is our only
lead to whoever is responsible.

- I anticipated this
problem with you people,

and that's why I had
the transcript drawn up.

I've also seen my lawyer.

- Obviously you don't
understand the problem here...

- I understand the
problem, Sergeant,

I understand the law, as I
expect you understand the law.

Now if you want to
confiscate material

belonging to this station,
then you get a warrant.

- That could take hours, we're
in a footrace with the clock,

don't you know that?

- What do you
think you're doing?

- Shut up, you
had the tape here,

you made a
complete transcription,

it's gotta be here somewhere.

- Murph!

(yells)

- I'll break it off you, huh?

Give it to me.

Here, that it, huh?

There's a present.

- I want your name and number,
you're gonna answer for this.

- Keith P. as in Patty
Murphy, Sergeant,

shield number 83300, New
York City Police Department.

Here, you better
make the call now,

there's a three
hour time difference.

(suspenseful music)

- Gerhardt's gonna
beef you, you know that.

- You know what Pepper,
I don't care what he does.

- Yeah, listen, if you want
to be a hot shot, Murph,

do it on your own turf, it's
a little different out here.

We gotta explain things.

- That the truth he's telling?

- The whole truth.

- I'll clue you, Billy.

Back in New York, there's
some brass that don't think

I'm such a hot
shot there either.

So he beefs me, so they
probably tear up my library card,

big deal.

I barely read the
newspapers as it is.

Come on, we needed
the tape, we got it.

(phone ringing)

- [Man] For people in this
country have no property rights.

The airport takes what
belongs to the people.

It's paid nothing.

Close the airport, or there
will be more bombings.

Today I have
planted another bomb.

Shut down the airport.

Return the property.

The airport will pay.

- What kind of
an accent is that?

- I don't know.

The lockers, how
long will it take you

to search all the lockers?

- Sarge, that bomb
could be anywhere,

just to search the lockers
alone would take all day,

there's over 3000.

- Look, I'm only in
charge of the investigation,

but if I were you, I'd get
ahold of Lieutenant Burke

and get some help
and I'd get started.

- Who's David Gerhardt?

- Huh?

- [Pepper] Why?

- Well we just left the office

and the phone is
ringing off the hook.

Some guy named
Gerhardt phoned the chief

and said that you
guys had beat him up

and forcefully removed
his possessions.

Now he's holding
a news conference.

- Didn't take him long, did it?

You want to give it back?

- My old father said if
you can't stand the heat...

- Get out of the kitchen.

- Play that again, will you?

- Huh?

- I think I know that guy.

- You're kidding.

- [Man] For people in this
country have no property rights.

- Yeah, that's him.

That's the guy.

- That's what guy?

- He worked in the
parking lot around here.

He bothered the
customers, I had to fire him.

- Well what's his name,
or where does he live?

- He had some, a foreign name.

He used to live over
near Century Boulevard.

- What do you mean, he moved?

- The airport took his house.

The new runway.

- How old would you say he
was, can you describe him?

- Yeah, he's about 40, I'd say.

(phone ringing)

Salt and pepper hair.

- Sergeant Anderson.

- [Selby] About five foot 10.

- Okay, I'll tell him.

Bill.

- Huh?

- Simmons wants to see you.

Outside.

(airplane engines roaring)

- Get in.

- What's the matter, security
so tight you can't get in?

What's up?

- Just had a meeting with Burke.

He's got the dogs
sniffing all the lockers.

- That's good.

Why are we talking
about it out here?

- Bill, you're working one
of the most sensitive cases

in the department's history.

The whole country's watching us.

- Yeah, and?

- And the department
can't afford any mistakes.

Mistakes that may
jeopardize future prosecutions.

- We're talking about
Murphy and the tapes, right?

- Right.

- I mean, Gerhardt must
have made his phone call.

- The chief called
me personally.

Now he's not worried
about any heat that Gerhardt

might generate,
but let's be realistic.

Who can foresee how anyone
of our more liberal-minded judges

may rule on the
admissibility of that tape?

It could be our
whole case, Bill.

And considering
the way you got it...

- Captain, I understand
the problem, okay?

But let me tell you something.

If Murphy hadn't
grabbed that tape,

we wouldn't have a good
lead on a suspect right now.

We sure wouldn't have
gotten him from a transcript,

I'll tell ya that.

- Between us, I know that,
Bill, and I'm glad to hear it.

But now let me give it
to ya in black and white.

Under no
circumstances, I repeat,

no circumstances is
Sergeant Murphy to participate

in any way in
this investigation.

Now that is an order, Bill.

It comes right from the chief.

(somber music)

(gun clicks)

(tires squealing)

(suspenseful music)

(tires squealing)

- You guys spread out.

Deploy yourselves
behind the trailer,

I'll holler if I need you.

- What's the matter,
my tie crooked?

- Try to stay cool, okay Keith?

- What she's saying is I got
orders you shouldn't be here,

in case you've forgotten.

- Billy, you know how
bad I want into this.

You two get in trouble
and I'll Blarney you out of it.

I got a lot of practice.

(sighs)

(birds chirping)

- Okay.

Hey, hold it!

On your feet.

Get on your feet.

Get your hands
on top of your head.

Turn around.

Don't make a move.

- Conrad Naji, this is a warrant

to search the
premises for explosives.

- Keep your hands
on top of your head.

- [Pepper] There are
other people in this area,

is there anything here that
could be dangerous to them?

- Billy, back here!

- What do you got?

That's not armed, is it?

- I don't know, but I'm
not taking any chances.

- We got one, Pep.

Know what you're doing there?

You know how to do that?

- Yeah, I know a little
bit about a lot of things.

- Is that it?

- That's it.

- See if he's got any
more of those little presents

around here.

- Bill.

- Yeah?

- Look at this.

Here's a receipt for
three alarm clocks,

bought last week.

- Hey Murph.

See if you can find
another alarm clock.

Because if we don't,
we sure as hell got

another bomb on our hands.

- Is Sergeant Murphy there?

This is his wife
calling from New York.

- I'm sorry ma'am,
he's out with Sergeants

Crowley and Anderson right now.

Just a minute, Mrs.
Murphy, they just came in.

Sergeant Murphy, it's your wife.

(solemn music)

- Helen.

Did it dawn on you what
our phone bill's gonna be

at the end of the month?

- Keith.

Are you all right?

- Yeah, I'm fine, sweetheart.

What's the problem?

How are the kids, okay?

- They're fine, yeah.

Dr. Milton has
called three times.

Now, I think I have a right to
know if something is wrong.

- Well you're the nosiest woman.

You won't even
let me surprise ya.

Do you know what next Friday is?

- Our anniversary.

- That's right.

22 years of you nagging at me.

- Nagging how?

- Are you sure you're
gonna retire, Keith Patrick?

Are you sure you won't be bored

sitting around this house
after all those years?

Standing around the
garden, as you've done

one in nine times since
we've owned this house.

That a direct quote, huh?

- No.

- Well, almost.

Anyway, I decided to
stay on the department

for another hitch.

Let's face it, I'd be
bored to death, Helen.

Besides, you know,
who would I have

to come home to at night?

There's few
pleasures in life I get,

that's one of the biggest.

You standing at the
door waiting for me.

So, you surprised?

- Yeah.

What about the doctor?

- Oh, he probably just
wants to tell me I'm fine

and ask me a couple questions.

You know how those guys are.

(sighs)

- Why didn't you tell
me sooner, you big lug?

I've been worried.

- Well, then it wouldn't
have been a surprise.

- Oh,

Sean wants to talk
to you, just a minute.

Daddy's busy, so be quick.

- Hi Dad, when you coming home?

- Soon, son.

Listen, Sean,

you take care of Mommy
and your sisters, huh?

And I'll be back soon, okay?

- I will, Daddy.

And hurry on back,
because we all miss you.

Bye bye.

- Go to bed.

- Good night.

- Do you hear that, Keith?

We all miss you.

- I gotta go, sweetheart.

You look out for yourself
now and the bunch, huh?

I'll see you soon.

- You take care
of yourself, huh?

- Hey, Helen, I always...

Helen, I want you to know...

I love you.

Very much.

More than life.

I love you.

- You're lucky, Naji.

You're really lucky.

You understand what
I'm saying to you?

So far, nobody's been killed.

But unless we come
up with that bomb,

you could be responsible for
a lot of innocent people dying.

You know what I'm
talking about, Naji?

I'm talking about murder.

- What's happened?

- Well, he hasn't opened his
mouth since we brought him in.

- I heard about that
officer at the airport.

- He's in really bad shape.

The doc says he may
pull through, though.

- Has he got a family?

- Three kids.

When we get Tedesco, I'll...

- How do we know Tedesco did it?

- Well, who else could it be?

- Well he'll get his,
don't worry about that,

I guarantee that.

Nothing?

- Nothing, not a word.

Not one word.

- And we're running out of time.

- What about Tedesco?

- Scotty Ray doesn't
think he got through,

he's still at the airport.

- Sorry about that guard, Billy.

- Murph, this whole mess
is starting to get to me.

I'd love to make this guy talk.

- I'll make him
talk, let me at him,

I'll break every
bone in his body.

- Keith, with a man like this,

nothing physical is gonna work.

- She's right.

- But what is?

- Hey Bill.

We just got a call from the
airport, they spotted Tedesco.

- What about Naji?

- Stick with him, Pep, see
what you can get out of him.

- Mr. Naji.

- Naj.

- What you're doing, Mr. Naj,

what you've been doing.

I understand your reasons.

You're angry, very
angry, and hurt.

And you feel you have a cause,

and you want the
world to know about it.

You know, many of us do.

Without something to believe in,

without a cause,

most of the people in the
world would just be existing.

Causes are very necessary.

But there are other
ways to let the world know

about our cause, not by
bloodshed and violence

but by shouting out.

Hey.

Listen to me.

Listen to me.

I have something to say.

Pay attention to me.

We all feel that way.

We can get newspapers.

We can get reporters
to come here,

as many as you want.

And you can speak, you
can tell them everything,

and they'll listen.

You can say what
you have to say.

They will listen, and they'll
put it on the front pages,

and they'll put
it on television.

But not until you tell us where
you've planted that bomb.

Innocent people will die.

And you'll have lost
your voice forever.

- You'll call everybody?

The radio, TV, everybody?

- Everybody.

- If you promise, all right.

- [Bill] Listen
if you can't get,

tell him Sergeant
Crowley's trying to get ahold,

Crowley, C-R-O-W-L-E-Y.

- What's happened?

- Do you know where he is?

- Tedesco went around
the security check,

got spotted and grabbed a stew.

He's demanding a plane.

- No, forget it.

- Bill, what's happening?

- We've pinpointed the locker.

The bomb squad
can't even get in there,

Tedesco's got a hostage.

- We've got 12 minutes,
it's set to go off at 8:00.

- I know that, Pep.

- Where's Murph?

- With Tedesco.

- Get back!

- Get out of my way, I
can't miss with this thing.

- I'm telling you for the last
time, you move any closer

and she's dead.

- Tedesco, let her go.

There's a bomb
planted in there, man,

it's gonna go off at 8:00.

- Sure.

- Listen to him, there
is a bomb in there.

Let her go!

- Now you listen to me.

I want a plane.

Pull it up outside
fueled and ready to go.

Don't try any tricks.

I'll shoot, I swear.

(suspenseful music)

Murphy I warned you,
if I ever get the chance.

Now you keep back.

- Murph!

- You let that girl go.

You and me, we're gonna
get on that plane together,

I'll be your hostage, okay?

- No good, she's the
best card I could hold.

- Wrong, I am.

You don't leave without
me, it's that simple.

- I'll kill her,
you know I will.

- No you won't.

Because if you do, I'll
blow your rotten head off!

Now let her go.

You let her go, I got my
gun holstered, you got me.

What better hostage
could you have than a cop?

I'm gonna tear you
apart with my bare hands.

- I want that plane, Murphy,

now you get over against
that locker so I can search you.

- Don't go in there, Murph!

- No no, you're not
gonna leave here.

You're gonna die
right here, tonight.

- You're crazy,
now you keep back!

Murphy.

- I'll keep back.

It's all over now.

(explodes)

(phone ringing)

- Sergeant Anderson.

No, he stepped out
for a couple minutes.

May I take a message?

- It's Helen Murphy
from New York.

- Oh, yes.

- This Pepper?

- Yes, that's
right, Mrs. Murphy.

- I heard something
on the radio.

Part of it.

There was an explosion
at an airport out there.

A New York detective
was killed, blown up.

- Yes.

- It was Keith?

- I was waiting for Bill,
he was planning to...

- Call.

Tell me.

- I'm very, very sorry.

I'm really so sorry.

I liked him.

He was killed instantly.

I...

Oh, here comes
Bill now, hold on.

It's Helen.

She knows.

Stay on.

- Helen, honey, it's Bill, I...

- I know, Billy, I know.

Just tell me one thing.

Did he walk into it?

The explosion.

- Honey, he was walking
toward this guy Tedesco, and...

- Killed himself.

- It happened so fast.

- I don't know about that.

I wonder about that.

(sighs)

I think...

I think that's the way
Keith wanted to go.

His doctor had been calling him,

he was trying to
get in touch with him.

I asked Keith if
something was wrong,

and he said no, he decided
to stay with the department,

it was all just routine.

But his voice
didn't sound like his.

We've been together so long.

The same person.

Not the same voice.

When I called the doctor
back, to ask him to tell me,

make him tell me,

he said Keith had cancer.

- What?

- He couldn't be sure of
it when he left New York,

but he was certain now.

Keith must've known that he
only had one month, maybe two.

- Why did he keep working?

He could've...

- His pension.

He had six months
before retirement.

In New York City, if
a cop dies before that,

there's no pension.

Keith knew me and the
children, that we would need...

Would you do me a favor?

- What's that, Helen?

- I'm going to catch
the next plane.

Would you ask your
people to hold his body

until I can get there?

I want to be near him,
as long as I can be,

there and on the plane.

Plane that's bringing him back.

All right?

- Yeah, listen, I'll
check with the airlines,

find out what time
you're coming in.

I'll meet you at the airport.

- I appreciate it.

Bye.

(sighs)

- I feel so sorry for her.

I feel sorry for Keith.

(sighs)

And yet I feel
better that I knew...

That I knew him.

You know what I mean, Bill?

- Yeah.

I know what you mean.

- Look, what do you say
we go for a long drive, huh?

- Yeah.

- Maybe we can stop by
St. Ben's, light a candle.

(dramatic music)

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