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- Mary Ann! - [Tires Screeching]

[Honking]

Professor Sevin? Five years is a long time.

- [Screaming] - Jay Miller? Ciao.

Two victims... Both dusted execution style.

Close range, every shot from the same gun.

Perhaps I can help you.

Bill, it's him!

[Tires Screeching]

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?? [Psychedelic Groove]

Hi, John, Paul, George. How you doin', Ringo?

The usual, Bond. Hi, Tony.

Hey, baby. How you doin'?

- Hello, J.B. - Mmm, mmm. Now wouldn't that ever be...

a fine one for my stable?

Now baby, you got the reputation. All you got to do is ask.

I'll put in a word. You sure you know her?

Now would I lie to you, buddy boy? Would I?

[Man] Here, let me carry the drink. [Woman] No. All-All righ...

You carry it. You carry it. It's all yours.

Come on, you help. I'm gonna go first like ladies go.

[Both Laughing]

Wait. This one? No, I don't...

No, it's down here. It's down here. I see it. Come on.

Oh, I like that.

Oh, here it is. Ah, now stand back.

Come on. Don't be so nervous.

Wha... [Laughs] Come on. Come on in.

?? [Continues]

Like what you see? Worth a fortune.

That is, if the merchandising is right.

Uh-huh. And you're just the salesman.

Tyrone, is it? Your man, baby.

That depends.

Don't you worry now. You're gonna be taken care of.

Now that could mean anything.

Mmm. [Laughs]

- Hey, you fix yourself a drink. I'll be right back. - Where you goin', Wanda?

I'm out of cigarettes, and there's a machine by the front office.

Age of chivalry. I'll get 'em for you. No, I've got the exact change.

Listen, I'll be right back.

And, uh, i-if you, um, put on some music,

I like, uh, I like lots of strings.

[Laughs] Strings? [Laughs] Strings.

I'll be right back, baby. You hurry.

One hundred,

200,

300,

400...

and thank you. Right.

?? [Continues]

We in 70-30.

I go the rent, the doctor, protection.

You... You work six days.

How hard do I work?

That depends on the talent. The way I see it,

three C's a day ain't gonna be pressin' you none at all.

Joe? Yes, darlin'?

Guess what sweet Tyrone here just offered me?

Let me guess, uh... pandering.

You've been busted, friend. I should've smelled all this bacon.

Be nice now. Let's take a little walk. Look I'll handle this, Pep.

Bye, Tyrone.

?? [Strings]

[Laughs] That was fast, Wanda.

Jay Miller?

Or should we say, Albert Mazza?

Ciao, Al.

Bullets are removed...

and are delivered in custody to Sergeants Anderson and Crowley.

Who was he, Bill? He was a bookkeeper named Jay Miller.

Shot in a motel room. No clues. [Indistinct]

Except for the girl who waited outside for him. No description of same.

You're tired.

You bet I am. Just one stop and we'll go right...

Bill... Just one stop, that's all, honey. Thanks, Doc.

Hmm? Oh, right on. Keep 'em coming.

The retroperitoneal space...

[Gunshots On TV] Poor man.

He was so nice and good and-and live and let live.

Almost like a hermit, you could say.

- Do you want some? - [Together] No, thanks.

Uh, Mrs. Casper, how long did he live here?

Uh, three years. Never a problem with the rent, rest his soul.

So, you mean he didn't have many friends.

Or enemies. You can ask all of my tenants.

They'll tell you the same thing about Mr. Miller.

He was a nice man. Nice and decent.

Uh, you said he went out tonight and that that was unusual.

Mmm. Well, yeah.

See, over the past couple of weeks,

he has, uh, had... Uh, started to go out.

But before that, no. Uh-uh.

Real hermit-like. Are you sure you don't want some?

- No, we just came from the morgue. - Oh.

Good afternoon, sir. Pleasant day... Let's have it.

Yes, sir. Would you sign here, please?

Thank you.

Thank you, sir. Have a pleasant day.

[Motorcycle Departing]

Now this is one of the nine-millimeter slugs taken from Miller's body.

Take a look.

And they match. That's right. They match.

Both slugs fired from the same gun.

William, I think our friend is trying to tell us something.

Where's the other slug from, Stan?

The Edward Steele homicide in the Valley, a couple of weeks ago.

An auto mechanic? The Valley guys haven't got a lead on it.

They can join the club.

Two victims: a mechanic and a bookkeeper. Both dusted execution style.

Close range, every shot from the same gun.

Okay. Thanks a lot, Stan. Yeah, thanks, Stan.

Now where, Bill? Maybe the similarity doesn't stop there.

I mean, if we can find a hookup between Steele and Miller,

we just might find ourselves on the right track. Yeah.

There, uh... There just doesn't seem to be any motive.

What if we're just dealing with another thrill freak again?

Then again he may not be through killing.

What is it, troubles, Paul?

I just can't seem to get the right catalyst here.

Well, maybe you're taking the wrong approach.

Have you ever considered the, uh, effects of clorinal,

when it's introduced at another temperature range?

I'll consider it. [Laughs]

[Clears Throat] Of course now, Paul, if it does work, we, uh...

We've never talked, right?

[School Bell Rings]

[Chattering]

All right, kids. I'll see you tomorrow.

Don't forget the homework.

Take care now. Have a good day.

Well, I guess no one's told you that, uh, skiing and chemistry don't mix.

[Sighs] Right. Bye.

Bye-bye.

Oh, boy.

Professor Southern? Yeah, that's me.

Or is it Adrian Blackwell?

Five years is a long time.

They just never forget.

Professor, I was wondering if...

[Silenced Gunshots]

[Screams]

[Phone Ringing]

Thank you.

Hey, you want a burrito? Without a margarita? You kidding?

These have chili peppers in 'em. Oh, no, gracias?

Gomez's sister sent 'em over to me.

Oh. Carmelita.

I think that's her name. [Sniffs] Mmm.

[Sniffs] Carmelita.

She's on the make for you, Crowley. It's all over the place.

Oh, is that right? Think so, huh?

Well, I think I'll test out her enchiladas before I go committin' myself.

You got anything?

- Yeah, I checked out Steele and Miller. - How far back did you go?

Eight years on the mechanic, when he moved out here from New York.

Three years on Miller. He's from Chicago.

And you'll never gue... Mmm!

Hombre, those are bueno! [Laughs]

And their paths never crossed.

You mean they never crossed since they've been out here.

Oh, you're thinking of sending me cross-country?

Only as a last resort. I kind of like having you around.

Just in case Carmelita doesn't cut it with her enchilada, huh?

[Buzzing] Yeah, something like that.

The Se�or Crowley's office. Mm.

S�?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, right.

We got a 187 at the university.

Is Paul gonna be all right? Well, he's still in surgery.

We won't know for some time.

Look, let's back up to when, uh, class let out.

[Pepper] I'm getting some very strong vibes.

We won't know until Ballistics does their thing.

Look, nobody I talked to saw anything.

If the kid lives, we have a witness. If not...

Pep and I are gonna check out the victim. You cover the hospital.

Pete, get Ballistics movin' on those comparisons, okay? Sure.

Let's go have a talk with what's his name? Uh, Dr. Taka.

As in Gomez's sister's tacos.

Those I've had. Yours are better.

[Engine Starting]

This could be the proverbial straw, Sergeant.

Two months ago, that girl was raped on sorority row.

Last month the muggings, now this.

Dr. Taka, there is absolutely no connection between the two incidents.

The rapist was arrested. He's in jail.

Crime on campus is the connection, Sergeant.

Today, one of the faculty was killed in a robbery attempt and...

Now wait a minute. There's no evidence of robbery.

What else could it be?

Dr. Taka, that's what we're trying to find out.

Professor Southern had been here only three years?

He came to us after spending 10 years,

in the science department at a university in Illinois.

These letters of reference from the university...

You sent for them personally? Of course.

It's a matter of procedure.

Master's in Organic Chemistry from Yale. Can I see that?

Is that verified or do you just accept this copy of his degree as proof of education?

My dear lady,

everything is verified when we consider employment of any faculty member.

Even his, uh, military record. Even that.

Could we borrow this file for a few days?

That's quite irregular.

If I said no?

It's a murder investigation, Doctor.

We'd be forced to get a subpoena.

I'd suppose she's right.

Take it.

[Rings]

Global Investigations. Fesler.

The job's done. I'll expect payment tomorrow.

I'm disappointed, Eric.

You're supposed to be a mechanic, the best.

I heard about today. Sloppy, Eric, very sloppy.

I hope you're not backing down on the money, Nate.

That could be very unhealthy.

Don't get ruffled, Eric. You'll get your money.

[Door Opening]

I'm merely suggesting that our little business venture could be compromised,

if that college kid lives.

There are at least 10 more contracts we can put together out here on the coast.

But not if you're identified, Eric.

That detail's gonna be taken care of and you know it.

And, Nate, payment tomorrow.

[Click, Dial Tone]

Hello, Nate.

Tony. How's New York?

Okay. Then why didn't you stay there?

I'm working to find a new mark. You can't negotiate a deal for us out here.

We don't have to find a new customer.

We're getting a reputation with the family.

They like our work. Say it's real smart what you come up with.

Tony, that still doesn't explain why you didn't stay.

Like I said, word gets around.

Your missing persons service is becoming real valuable.

I got a customer. This time they came to me.

Who?

Seems one of the old man's top button men got himself a new trial.

Well, the old man he kinda has a lot of feeling for his people.

He's willing to put down 50 thou to ensure a certain individual...

doesn't show at the trial.

They've been looking for this individual for two years. No luck.

What's the name?

Kelno, Susan Kelno.

Something about, uh, treasury fraud in Newark.

They got a hunch she's out around here.

[Rings]

Global Investigations. Fesler.

Nate? It's, uh... It's Mary Ann.

The one and only?

This that pretty chick who lives over on Sabrino?

The one and only. What can I do for you?

Um, well, you can tell me if, um...

- Yeah? - If it's still on for tonight.

Well, unless you've come down with the flu or something.

No.

Uh, it's just that I... I-I wanted to make sure.

Um, you see, I-I found this... this new dress. And it-it's red.

Um, do you like red, Nate? I mean, you don't think it's too flashy?

Baby, it depends on the shade and who's wearing it.

Now look, sweetheart... No, I don't think it's too flashy.

I'm real busy right now.

Um, I-I know, um... 8:00, Nate?

8:00, baby.

Fine.

I can't wait.

Neither can I. See you.

I have something, Bill. Good. Tell me on the way.

Where are we going? To the hospital.

Your vibes were right. It was the same gun.

[Phone Ringing]

Third floor Recovery. May I help you?

Yes. I'm calling about Paul Donin.

Um, Mr. Donin isn't allowed visitors.

- Well, can you tell me how he's doing? - [Nurse] Are you a relative?

[Man] No, I'm just a friend. [Nurse] Well,

if you'll give me your name and phone number,

I'll be happy to call you when he's able to have visitors.

No, never mind. Thank you.

[Woman On P.A.] Dr. Graham, Admitting Desk, please. Dr. Graham.

Look, what about any other identifying marks, like, um, scars?

I didn't notice any.

How about the eyes? It all happened so quickly. I mean, the hospital...

Detective Styles, may I see you a moment?

So I had the boys from Questioned Documents...

take Southern's personnel package apart.

The letters of reference from 10 different people and his degree...

All typed on the same typewriter.

So. Southern's a phony, huh?

How'd he fake it so well? Taka said everything was verified.

I guess he had a lot of help. I called the university in Illinois.

The personnel records indicate he was there 10 years.

That kind of suggests he's legitimate.

[Bill] It doesn't explain how everything got typed on the same typewriter.

[Pepper] It's because he was never there.

Whoever Professor Southern really was,

he had a lot of help making a new life for himself.

Wonder if, uh, Steele and Miller had the same kind of help.

A new life, huh?

Maybe it was just a friend that called. You know it's been two hours.

[Bill] Hang in there, Joe. It's gonna be a long night.

Yeah, I'm hanging. I'm hanging. Okay?

[Woman On P.A.] Dr. Hines, outside call.

Dr. Bramble, please call the operator.

Dr. Bramble. Please call the operator.

May I help you?

Ah, yes, I'd like to see Paul Donin, please.

[Nurse] Oh, I'm... I'm sorry. Only the immediate family is allowed to visit.

It's Room 316.

Thank you.

Heads up, guys. We have a possible.

He's posing as a cop. Roger.

Hold that elevator.

Police officer. Up against the wall.

The dude couldn't have gotten past me.

Is that so?

Get 'em up there.

I'm not armed. Yeah, shut up.

[Joe] Okay, Pep, he's been had.

[Woman On P.A.] Dr. Graham, Admitting Desk, please. Dr. Graham.

Can I help you, Doctor?

They asked me to look in on a patient...

Morgan. Katherine Morgan.

Well, uh, like it says here, she's in 338.

[Coughs] Got the bug?

Unfortunately. Take care of it now.

Sergeant.

There's something strange, Sergeant.

Katherine Morgan checked out this morning.

And I've never seen that man before.

Doctor, perhaps I can help you.

You be a good girl, Nursie, and you'll live to talk about it.

What do you want? Paul Donin. Where's his room?

Where is it! Uh... 320.

Let's see what it looks like. Bill, it's him!

Hold it! Police!

- [Silenced Gunshots] - Everybody duck! Hit the floor!

Hold it!

So you've got nothing yet?

Uh, okay. Listen, get back to me as fast as you can. Okay.

Okay, Mr. Witness Security Specialist.

Well, like I said, Sergeant, It's confidential.

You got your things to do. We got ours.

Well, I guess it's good-bye then, Mr. Bradford.

Oh, by the way, the, uh, gunman at the hospital, uh, you know anything about him?

Well, he's still alive.

He's in surgery right now. I think he'll pull through eventually.

Nothing else? Look, it's a two-way street, Bradford.

I mean, if you come off this confidential routine, maybe we could do some business.

Well, it was nice knowing you. [Pepper] Mundy was a hired gun.

It's not gonna stop just because he's been stopped.

You see, I have a pretty good idea of what you're all about.

And, uh, what's that, Sergeant Anderson?

We have three murders. I've done some checking on the victims.

Their backgrounds run into dead ends.

Phony papers account for their past.

I don't know who they are yet, but we're gonna find out.

And just, uh, what is it you think you'll find out?

That they were all key witnesses at one time...

and under the protection of your office.

I called a friend, Mr. Bradford, an F.B.I. friend.

The special function of your office: to conceal,

relocate and arrange a whole new life...

for witnesses who testified against the big boys.

I already told him, and now I'm gonna tell you.

This is our operation, and I'm not gonna let a few local...

"things" blow the whole thing up for us.

And if word got out that three of your "local protected" were murdered,

you'd be pretty hard-pressed to find

anybody to cooperate with you in the future.

Now, we understand that.

But we've got our job to do too.

You did your homework very well, Sergeant Anderson.

Yeah, she has her good days.

Bradford, what do you say? Do you want to work together on this thing or not? Okay?

Hi. Hi.

I thought I told you. What?

I always wanted to see you in red from now on.

Oh. Well, I phoned Paris this morning, and

my designer is working on a whole new line.

Huh. Come here.

Dinner? I'd love it.

[Engine Revving]

?? [Soft Jazz]

You're a flirt, Mr. Fesler.

Ah, there's an old-fashioned word.

Oh, it's a word. And it says just what you are.

And... I love it.

Mary Ann,

I may, just may have a biggie coming up.

A real big one. About a woman...

Heiress.

You know, Long Island-type.

Maybe out here.

You see, three years ago she was a privileged

witness on a fraud case in New York...

Nate, I-I can't keep... Wait-Wait. Whoa. Wait a minute.

Oh, Nate. I don't understand.

[Laughs] Well, what I'm saying is,

I've been thinking about this for a long time now.

You and me...

taking off somewhere for a couple of months.

Just the two of us.

Would you like that?

But it costs money, Mary Ann.

And?

And?

Yeah, I get this case through. See, it's an inheritance job.

Two million bucks.

And I find my gal. My fee is two percent. That's 40 thou.

Well, why would you want to take me?

Hey.

Now, let's not start that again.

I dig you, Miss Webster.

That's why.

Okay?

Come on. Finish up. Let's get out of here.

You don't have to give me an answer tonight.

Nate, I-I don't know. Those other times with the files...

Hey-Hey-Hey. You didn't say it. What?

I dig you too, Mr. Fesler.

[Sighs] I dig you too, Mr. Fesler.

?? [Continues]

[Pepper] William,

I think I got something here.

Oh, yeah? What do you got? Here, take a look.

Oh-ho, Thomas Southern, also known as Thomas Blackwell. That a real name?

[Sighs] We put him in the university three years ago...

after his testimony helped break up an international narcotics ring.

So you fixed him up with a phony degree. But how'd he ever get by posing as a...

professor in chemistry?

That's easy. He was a legitimate chemist.

He was a Ph.D. who got euchred into...

running a clandestine heroin lab for the mob.

See, every one of these people has a talent. And we just try...

to utilize that talent for... Jay Miller was a bookkeeper, huh?

Hmm? Jay Miller was a bookkeeper?

And as Albert Mazza he kept the books for the Chicago's numbers racket.

Then there's Steele, he was a button man for one of the New York families...

who just happened to know something about car engines.

Three murders in as many months. How the hell are they finding them?

Well, if it was just one, we could chalk it up to chance recognition. But, uh...

That's exactly what I would love to believe myself.

- [Drawer Closing] - Do you know how worried I am about this thing?

There are 60 people in our local file. 6-O.

Have you ever thought about a leak?

Well, sure, I thought about a leak.

We've been in this business for 12 years. This never happened before.

Well, there's always the first time.

Listen, who has access to your files?

Just the people in our office. Uh...

It's myself, a couple of deputies, four girls.

All checked out before they were hired.

Yeah, well, sometimes people turn sour.

[Exhales] All right. Maybe there's a leak.

I'll double-check everybody.

No, there are other ways. Pep.

I'm a terrible typist.

Yeah, but you look so good at the watercooler.

And so, when we were fortunate enough to

have a new position allowed us in the budget,

I naturally went to Personnel and had it filled.

Miss Dennis will be starting with us today.

That's all, ladies. You can go back to work now.

Tina, I would like for you to give Miss Dennis as much help as possible,

as long as it doesn't interfere with your work.

Great. I'm pleased to meet you, Miss Dennis. Thank you.

And we really can use the help. Well, just tolerate me,

until I get into the swing of things.

And the name's Loni. Fine. Well, I'm Tina.

This is Frances. Marie. Hi, Frances. Marie.

And behind you, Georgina. Hi, Georgina.

All right. This will be your desk over here.

This is the file room.

I trust that...

Oh, Mary Ann.

Mary Ann, this is Miss Dennis, our new secretary.

This is Mary Ann Webster.

I'm sorry I'm late. Hello. Oh, hi.

Welcome. Thank you.

I trust you'll be very happy with us.

Late again.

Oh, well. When you're single, 30 and in love...

For the first time. Oh, I think it's kinda nice.

Well, I think Mr. Bradford's getting just a wee bit annoyed.

[Joe] Look familiar?

[Woman] Yeah, I remember that guy. Lousy tipper.

That's the breaks sometimes.

But what we're interested in is where this envelope came from...

and who asked you to deliver it.

I made several deliveries to that guy, and he always came to the shop.

[Joe] Hmm. What was his name?

He never gave it. In and out. Paid cash.

I never asked. [Joe] Can you describe him?

Hmm, foxy looking. Six feet.

Husky build, with black hair. What about wheels?

I never noticed. What's this about anyway?

A few people got wasted. And he might be involved.

Would you mind looking through these? No.

We'd appreciate it.

Good night, Loni. Good night, Tina.

Good night, Mr. Bradford. Excuse me.

Good night, Mr. Bradford. Thanks a million. Good night.

Oh, good night. Oh, what a great picture of you.

- Now that's what I call an attractive couple. - Thank you.

I hear you live near me. You ought to come over and see my place some time.

Oh, that'd be great. Shall we talk about it?

Sure. All right. Good night.

Nice looking. About 6'3". Lean build. Dark curly hair.

That's the I.D. from the boys.

Oh, no, huh. Hmm?

That's just too easy. It doesn't work that way.

What's that, Pep? Well, one of the girls, Mary Ann, she... Oh, no.

She has a boyfriend, and he fits that description.

That's just amusing.

George, what do you know about Mary Ann?

Uh, everything, nothing.

- That helps a lot. - Uh, she's what you might call a homebody.

She stayed home with her dad until he died recently.

I'd heard about the boyfriend. I saw a picture of him.

I felt very happy for her. She's that kind of a girl.

- Pep, you'd better check her out. - This is too easy.

- And you like her, right? - I don't know her. But, yes, I like her.

Check her out.

I think we bought too much.

Oh, I love your place. I do too.

I'm glad you weren't busy tonight.

Well, I've been busy most evenings.

I'd be too, if we're talking about him.

Oh, come on, Loni.

If he took one look at you, I-I wouldn't have a chance.

You wanna bet?

Wanna open it? Sure.

Ha, I've seen the looks you get in the office.

And in the corridor And-And the elevator.

Honey, we all get 'em. You just haven't noticed.

Deux Chablis pour les madames.

Good for you. He working tonight?

Oh, yep. [Sighs] Cheers.

Cheers.

Mmm, I really love your place. It's great.

Thank you.

Are you going to the university? A couple nights a week.

Oh, yeah. What do you take? Astrology one night.

And French the other night.

- Can't you tell from my gorgeous deux Chablis? - It sounds like fun.

It's not really. But it'll do until the right guy comes along.

A personal question. But are you divorced?

Public answer: Yes, but that doesn't mean I've gone sour on marriage.

You know, if I was gonna take a course in something,

I think I'd find one of those, uh,

oh, those Pygmalion professors, you know?

The ones that, uh, teach you how to be really glamorous. What for?

Uh, come on now.

I have a little ways to go at least.

He doesn't think so. Neither do I.

Here we go. Oh, great.

Hors d'oeuvres. Ah!

Cheers. Cheers.

Now, pour le diner,

we have a choice of frozen Chinese, or frozen lobster thermidor,

or I could just throw on a couple of steaks.

Um, I... I-I didn't really plan on staying for dinner, Loni.

I have to get home in a little while. I have things to do.

Oh, I thought you were gonna stay.

Oh, I'm sorry. I-I have things to do.

Nate?

Nate?

Baby. Hey.

Y-You know that man I was telling you about last week.

The professor. He's dead... murdered.

Yeah, yeah. I read about it in the papers. Well, y-y-you didn't have...

[Laughs] Hey, now, slow down a little, hmm?

Y-You didn't tell anyone did you, Nate? Anyone at all...

No, no, no. Of course not. Oh, thank God.

There's a chance that we were overheard.

It was that restaurant. I remember, I was telling you about him, and...

Well, maybe a waiter or somebody nearby heard.

Now what are you saying? It's possible that that man was murdered...

because somebody heard us, Nate.

I'm gonna have to tell Mr. Bradford just in case.

Now, now, come on. You're making too much out of it. One in a million.

No, I have to tell him. Maybe he'll understand.

Forget it! Nate, you don't understand. I...

I knew it was a matter of time.

What?

Remember the bookkeeper you told me about?

The man from Chicago?

Then there was Steele.

They're dead. Like the professor's dead.

No, that's not true.

No, tell me that's not true. It's business.

And you just get rid of any ideas about going to Bradford or anyone else.

You're involved, Mary Ann, with murder.

Murder.

Right up to your pretty little neck.

Nate, how could you do this to me?

Simple. I used you.

Oh. Oh, dear God, no.

Hey. Now, now. Hey.

Now everything's gonna be okay. Hey. Hey.

Everything's gonna be all right. Fine. Fine. Just fine.

Hey. Okay?

Now you listen. You're in it, and you're in it to stay.

No! Yeah!

There's not a jury in this world that wouldn't believe...

you were in it from the start.

That spells murder. All right?

Come here.

Now I just got an okay from New York.

I want the information on that broad I was telling you about.

Her name is Susan Kelno.

Now you get it fast.

Y-You're going to kill her too?

Fast, damn it! Now they want her wasted fast.

And I want their money on it's way to me fast. Like tomorrow!

Now you do as you're told, or they're gonna put you so far away in a cell,

you'll never see daylight again.

Or me.

I don't want to see you.

Yeah?

Well, we'll talk about that.

Go on.

[Crying]

[Door Opening]

Mary Ann, you all right?

Yeah. I'm fine.

You sure? I said it. I'm-I'm okay.

You don't look too good.

Look, if you have nothing better to do, file these.

Just leave me alone.

Tina, did Mary Ann say where she was going?

No, not a word.

But she looked sick.

What went on in there? I'm not sure.

[Phone Ringing]

Global Investigation. Did you get it?

Susan Kelno is known as Susan Goodwin.

- Where does she live? - 1014 Kelmore.

Work. She's probably at work now.

- Come on, where does she work? - At-At the Veterans Administration.

She's a physical therapist.

Now that's very good.

Now you go back to your little desk and you keep your mouth shut.

[Gasps] Mary Ann.

Mary Ann!

Mar... Wait!

[Honking, Tires Screeching]

Mary Ann!

[Crying] [Whisper] Mary Ann.

[Mary Ann] You shouldn't have brought me here. I didn't do anything.

You're hiding something. There's a reason for it.

I haven't been feeling well lately. I'm fine now.

- Who were you calling? - I told you. My doctor.

What's his name? What difference does it make?

Well, three people are dead.

All of them were in those files,

and you had something to do with it.

Now, look, Mary Ann, I'm not saying that you knew.

I'm not saying that you wanted anything to happen.

But it has.

It'll be a lot better for you if you cooperate with us.

Oh, God.

Oh...

I didn't know.

I didn't.

He said he loved me.

[Sobbing]

He used me.

And now he... he...

He's going to kill her.

[Sobbing]

12Y-51 to 50.

Go ahead, 51. I've checked the Kelmore address.

Manager says our Susan Goodwin is at work.

Now, there's a good chance that Fesler's a step ahead.

Manager puts a guy of his description here about half an hour ago,

driving a late model convertible.

That's a roger, 51.

We're on our way to the Veterans Administration now. Meet us there.

Roger.

Come on.

Good morning.

We're on Bonner approaching Weatherly.

We'll enter the grounds through the north gate.

We're approaching the east gate. We'll check out our whereabouts and let you know.

Yeah, hi. Susan Goodwin, she's a physical therapist here.

You got any idea where we can find her right now?

Yeah, she's on the track. It's the tall blonde.

Listen, can we get there by taking this road back here?

- Yeah, just continue around here and straight out the road. - Thanks.

[Tires Screeching]

- That's her, the blonde. - Yeah, I got her.

[Whistle Blowing]

[Gunshot]

[Whistle Blowing]

12Y-50 to 12Y-51.

Pete, hit your siren. They just took a shot at her and missed.

- They're on the hill above the track. - We're on it.

[Siren Wailing]

[Tires Screeching]

Cops!

[Siren Continues]

All right, hang on.

It's the part you like best, I know.

[Tires Screeching, Engine Revving]

[Siren Continues]

[Engine Revving]

[Siren Continues]

[Siren Continues]

[Tires Screeching]

[Joe] Fesler! Hands up! In sight!

[Pete] Put your hands up, now. I ain't goin' nowhere, man.

Out, out, out. Let's go. Let's go.

Hands up in the air. Keep your hands up.

She'll never know how close she came. Good-looking girl.

- [Bill] Yeah. - All right, gentlemen. Let's go.

Bet she makes a great enchilada.

What do you say we grab a beer when we get this thing wrapped up?

Now that sounds like a good idea. You buyin'?

I'll flip you for it. Heads or tails?

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