Original subtitles

- 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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