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[Siren Wailing]

I have to ask you again. Are you carrying a gun?

- And if I am? - I'll have to arrest you.

You figure out what truck you wanna hit yet?

Tell your maniacs out there not to waste the drivers, huh?

- Haven't you ever cheated on a man? - No.

And I've never set him up to be killed by the police either.

She's a cop.

- He's got a gun! - [Clamoring]

Don't shoot, Shawn!

Your gun, Shawn. Gimme the gun, Shawn.

? Is in your eyes ?

? A look your smile can't disguise ?

[Doorbell Rings]

[Doorbell Rings] ? Of love is saying ?

[Ringing Continues]

[Pounding]

[Pounding Continues] [Woman] Miss Anderson!

[Muttering] [Pounding Continues]

Just hold it. Okay, what's the matter? Miss Anderson.

Don't you hear it? They're at it again. The Barrys in 33.

[Indistinct Arguing] Boy, they're really going at each other this time.

I know what's going on. My mother didn't raise a fool. You don't know anything.

Mrs. Doherty, come on. What do you want me to do about it?

Just a minute ago I heard him say to her, "I'm gonna blow your head off."

Now, I don't know whether he meant it or not... Why don't you call the police?

Call the police? Why should I when I got a live-in cop?

Mrs. Doherty, I'm wet. I would like to get... I'm sorry.

I didn't realize you were taking a shower. I've gotta get ready for work.

So if you don't mind... You're working tonight? But you worked today.

Uh, it's a part-time job. [Objects Crashing]

Oh, extra job, huh? [Arguing Continues]

Well, nobody makes enough money to live on these day.

True. Not even cops.

Well, I guess it's better than being on the take, right? No offense.

[Man] I saw you trying to flush it down the toilet. [Woman] What?

That note. "Dear Hilary." What is it? You don't think... She gave me her number.

[Objects Breaking]

Mrs. Doherty, a patrol car could be here in two minutes.

Two minutes somebody could be dead. [Sighs] All right.

Excuse me a minute. My mother didn't raise a fool.

What do you got... I saw it with my own eyes. With my own eyes I saw it.

[Woman] What? Big deal.

[Crash] [Woman] She gave me her...

She likes to have her customers reach her now and again. It was a man's handwriting.

Oh, you must really think I'm some kind of a dummy. No comment!

Now, I don't want you to see him again. Do you understand me?

Cut your own hair. As a matter of fact, give me a knife and I'll cut it.

Is that a threat?

Answer me. Is that a threat?

Don't see him again! Do you understand? Leave me alone!

Stay outta there! If you ever see him... Hi.

Excuse me. I'm Sgt. Anderson. What?

Oh, yeah, our condominium cop.

I don't think I sent for you, Sergeant, so why don't you just trot your...

Well, no, no, Mr. Barry, you didn't, but your voice waves did.

What is this? Is this your idea? Is it?

She was fri... Mr. Barry, she was frightened. Is this your idea?

Yeah, she was frightened. Now, even from my place, it sounded pretty heavy up here.

Now, do you think we can keep this in the family, or shall I call a patrol car?

Look, what's really going on here, huh?

I mean, really going on. I-I have a conversation with my wife that...

All right, an argument, and suddenly we have cops in the door.

Is this your idea of the scene you wanted?

I hit you and you bleed, and there are cops and...

Miss Anderson, I'm just too embarrassed to know what to say.

It's... It's nothing.

You sure you'll be all right now?

I'm scared to death. He's always talking about going and getting a gun.

Oh, I don't wanna bother you with my domestic problems.

Well, that's hardly a little domestic problem. Do you wanna press charges?

For what, a bloody nose?

All I know is I'm finally afraid to be here alone when he gets back.

Well, have you got any relatives or friends you can stay with?

Uh, Mrs. Doherty,

do you think you could put Mrs. Barry up for the night?

But isn't there anything more that you can do?

I mean, you must have some pull at headquarters.

Um, when I get back in the morning, I'll see what else can be done.

But right now I really have to go. Okay.

Thank you, Miss Anderson. Thank you for coming and helping.

You're welcome.

[Engine Starts]

[Pepper] Good coffee today, huh?

All finished with this.

Uh, which one gets the salami? Right here.

Okay. Hey, how about some more coffee?

Coffee. More cream too.

Yeah, hang in there. I'll be right back.

Hey, Bunny, how about some sugar for my coffee?

You already had two sugars. You wanna put us out of business?

It still ain't sweet enough to keep me awake all night.

Pappy, there ain't nothin' sweet enough to keep you awake all night.

Except you. I was hoping you'd say that.

Hey, Bunny, how's about a glass of milk, huh?

M-I-L-K. Coming up.

That's a glass of milk.

Figure out what truck you wanna hit yet?

Yeah, I got a guy who could use a load of small appliances.

Well, listen, if you get lucky, save me a toaster, will ya?

Get my old lady off my back.

And tell your maniacs out there not to waste the drivers, huh?

Can you remember that? That's easy.

Afraid you'll lose a customer?

You kill somebody, you bring heat to this place.

This kitchen is hot enough. Take a look at me.

You don't believe in violence, huh, Brock?

Only if there's a fink involved.

How long you had this broad? Why?

I don't know. She ain't exactly dog meat. I'll give you that.

But how come she'd work a job like this?

Not everybody can be a topless dancer, you know.

Wipe it from your lips. Wipe what?

The saliva, man. Don't you start.

She's only a chick. I could replace her tomorrow.

I don't know. There's your pie.

She don't look the type that'd work in a greasy spoon like this.

Here, why don't you have some pie?

Hey, if she makes you nervous, I'll give her the can.

If she made me nervous, Brock,

I wouldn't just settle for the can.

Hey, Bunny, pie. Where's my pie?

Oh, yeah, your pie. Pie.

Here's your... pie.

Hey, Bunny, turn up your hearing aid, huh?

I mean, I asked for lemon meringue pie.

Oh, lemon meringue pie.

Here's your meringue pie. Ah, thank you, sweetheart.

[Mumbles] You look like you got something else on your mind.

I can't keep no secrets from you, can I, tiger?

- What secrets you got? - Uh, oh, my old lady.

She's sweet, but she's a little soft in the head. I got her in this nursing home.

Well, I'm the only one who really can, you know, get to her.

I-I told the night nurse I'd call...

and check to see how she is, and, uh...

Uh, Mr. Brock, honey, I'm gonna go make a phone call.

Why don't you use the phone on the wall? [Cash Register Bell Dings]

Are you kidding? My mom's gonna think I'm having an orgy with all this racket.

Hey, Bunny, that's my dime. I'll put it back.

Keep it warm, Brock.

[Phone Ringing]

[Ring]

Sylvia's Hickory Pit. Sylvia talkin'. We deliver. Can I help you?

Oh, yeah, sure.

William, it's your lady friend.

Ah.

[Clears Throat] Okay. Thanks.

Yeah, how's it going?

Okay. Sylvia still got the hots for you?

Can't keep her hands off of me. Listen, Bill, I think we're on the right track.

This is the dive where they work out which trucks to hit. Strictly to order.

They don't move until they've got a customer lined up for the stuff.

What about this guy Brock? Is he in on it?

[Chuckles] Up to his dandruff.

Only nothing that would hold up in court.

Also his partner seems to be a little nervous about me.

Anything go wrong? No. They're just starting to ask questions.

And this Brock, well, he looks like the kind of guy that, uh...

Well, if he ever found out I was working undercover,

I think you'd have one big vacancy in your unit.

Honey, you know we're covering ya.

When's the last time you saw a cop outrun a bullet?

You wanna pull out? No.

I'm just tired. My feet hurt.

And there was some trouble at the apartment today.

A nice, pretty, young woman with a nutty husband.

They had something going. I had to go play marriage counselor.

Anyway, you go back to work and give my love to Sylvia, okay?

Yeah, I'll do that.

Hey, Joe looks miserable.

Well, he just had some of her lasagna with pignoli.

- What's pignoli? - Nuts.

- Nuts to you. - Ciao.

?? [Rock] Make sure you have a good time tonight.

Good night. Everything okay here?

Hey, Bunny, how about the check? Right. One check coming up.

How's the old lady? Oh, still driving 'em up the wall.

I'm glad I called. How about a nice piece of chocolate cake?

Keep your blood sugar up.

All I need is your fingers stirring my coffee.

Al, I'm gonna marry you. [Bell Dings]

That reminds me, Bunny. You ever been married before?

No. Saving myself for Al.

But the way you get along with these guys, I'm

surprised you don't have a guy of your own.

Nobody ever calls you here or picks you up. Hey, that's why.

She gets along with all the guys. See you on the next run, Al.

Who wants to fight over this? Here, I got it.

[Truck Engine Starts]

Miss Anderson? I wanna show you something.

Do you mind? It'll only take a minute. Oh, could it possibly wait?

Not this.

Oh, goodness. Your husband did this?

I was asleep at Mrs. Doherty's when I heard him come in.

Well, did you talk to him or try to calm him down or anything?

The state he was in, he'd have killed me. I mean, I know that.

Lost Horizon. Did anyone call the police?

Yes, I did, but I guess it wasn't a heavy enough scene...

for them to issue a statewide manhunt. Ooh, boy.

Well, there's a problem here all right.

He's convinced I'm the problem.

All part of a grand conspiracy to deny him the recognition he deserves.

He's got this idea he's a great artist.

Well, he's not bad.

If only certain people would stop putting him down,

getting him fired one job after another.

His current job.

Of course, he feels I'm forcing him to prostitute himself.

No way you can persuade him to get counseling?

To him, the whole world's out of step except Shawn Barry.

Well, that's not that unusual.

If only the police could throw a good scare into him,

let him know if anything should happen to me, they'd know who did it.

All right. I'll talk to Sgt. Crowley.

Could you take me down there to kind of fill him in on the background?

I mean, when Shawn wants to, he can be so

charming and witty like you wouldn't believe.

- I've been on my feet all night. - Please?

Uh, come on.

?? [Radio: Rock]

[Truck Horn Honks]

[Horn Honking]

Hey, you.

Wow.

Excuse me.

Hey, uh, Red?

Red, look. I gotta talk to you.

Quiet. The game will be over in a second.

Hey, don't dent that table, punk,

or you'll buy me a new one.

Man, you look like the dogs had you under the house.

Yeah, there's some trouble at the house.

Your old lady still playing footsie with that hairdresser?

I don't know. She's... playing some kind of game.

You know, a puzzle.

Look, that's not what I came to talk to you about.

I, uh... No?

You once said that you had a nice clean handgun for sale.

What are you gonna do, knock her off?

Hey, what the hell kinda thing is that to say?

No, man, I just figure, you know, I...

Well, I mean, nowadays, a guy's gotta have some kind of protection.

You know, with the... Red, you wanna sell the gun or not?

What kind of cash you got in your pocket?

Enough.

[Mouthing Words]

Slightly used, but, uh,

good enough for a man who's...

only trying to protect the sanctity of his home and his wife.

- [Clicks] - [No Audible Dialogue]

"Those who in quarrels interpose, often wipe a bloody nose."

When I was a kid once, I had to write that a hundred times on the blackboard.

I'll get you some chalk. All I want is some sleep.

When are you gonna learn, Pepper? Never.

All right, Mrs. Barry. You wanna step in, please?

Joe tells me you wanna meet with Brock. I think it's about time.

I'm Sgt. Crowley. Just have a seat. Hello.

Thank you. Now, Pepper here tells me that, uh,

you and your husband have been having a little problem.

- A little problem? - Well, we exaggerate.

Well, see, there are days when this whole city...

seems to be nothing but husband and wives who are ready to kill each other.

But until one of them actually makes a move...

Then, Sergeant, what do you suggest? That I buy a gun?

- No, certainly not. - My hairdresser's name is Frances.

To my husband, that proves it's a man.

This may sound silly, but have you ever thought of just having him meet her?

He doesn't seem to want to. It's almost as if he's afraid it'll spoil his anger.

Anyway, the next day, he'd just think of something else.

As long as we've been married, he's had these sick thoughts...

about this one or that one being out to ruin his life.

Has he ever tried to do anything about it?

How could he? They were all fantasies.

Yeah, well, usually, all we can do in marital disputes...

is get the two parties into neutral corners and hope they cool off.

- And hope we get some sleep. - I see.

If I call you in time, you'll do your best to stop the bullet in midair.

Oh. Hilary, that's not... Thank you for your time, Sergeant.

I'm sure you have more important things to handle.

Thanks very much.

How'd you make out in tips last night?

Lousy. How about you? $25.50.

I'm giving up police work.

I thought you already had. Ooh!

[Doorbell Rings]

Mrs. Doherty.

Hey, you really look very pretty today.

Thank you.

You know, I just, uh... I saw a flick the other night...

with, uh, Faye... Dunaway.

And she wore her hair exactly like that.

Hey, look, it's okay my being here.

I mean, uh, I just came to get my stuff.

How'd you know they were here?

Well, I figure my wife's already changed the locks.

You know, she being a graduate student in matters of the mind,

I guess by now she oughta be an expert in handling paranoids like me.

Look, I know, she wouldn't have locked me out without my things,

you know, my clothes, and my paintings.

Yeah, you're right.

Come on, they're here. Thanks.

I hope you didn't come back to cause any fuss...

or start any trouble with your wife... No, just to get my stuff.

Where are the rest of the paintings? That's it.

No, there were... Well, never mind.

Do you have any messages for Mrs. Barry? No.

Just wish her happiness.

She and that policewoman, what a splendid gesture of feminine solidarity.

Uh, it gave me the final push.

?? [Soft Jazz] [Knocking]

[Mrs. Doherty] Miss Anderson, are you awake?

Mrs. Doherty, is that you? Yeah.

How wonderful of you to drop by.

I hope you've got good news this time.

Just a second. Good morning.

Miss Anderson. I really hate to bother you.

Want a cup of coffee? That's okay. No, thank you.

But he came back.

Mr. Barry? Yeah.

Well, that's good. He came to pick up his things.

Oh, well, then that's great. No threats or anything?

Well, not exactly. You see, I asked him if he had any messages and...

Do you mind? Uh, no, no, no.

I asked him if he had any messages and he said,

"Yeah." He said to wish his wife a lot of happiness.

You and her. Good. Good.

That isn't exactly a threat, I know. But, well, you see,

he said you gave him the final push.

And I could tell by the way he was wearing his coat that he was carrying a gun.

You're quite sure that's what you saw?

Yeah. Now, do you figure on calling the police and having him picked up?

I'll call and tell them what you said.

Good. Good.

But if they don't find a gun, there's not much

you can do to a man that wishes you happiness.

Oh, well, I certainly hope you can do something,

because I'm really getting very tired.

All those people yelling and everybody disturbing me. You are a policewoman.

After all, no one else knows how to do it.

[Door Closes]

Yuck.

What can I do for you, pal?

Hey. I hear if a man plays his cards right,

he's liable to get a little dinner around here.

I'll see you later. I'll see ya tomorrow, Brock.

It's a little early for dinner. I just opened up.

The only thing I got ready is some sandwiches and some stew.

I can't hack no sandwiches. I'll have some of your stew.

Where are you from? Out of state?

Why? Does it show? What are you hauling?

What am I haulin'? I'm haulin' good stuff.

Only thing is, I got me a little shrinkage problem.

Everybody's got problems today.

You ain't tellin' me nothin'.

No, my boss wants me to carry a shotgun.

I said there ain't no way I'm gonna carry me no shotgun.

I mean, they ain't payin' me to be Wyatt Earp. You know what I mean?

You're smart. You bet your life I'm smart.

There's plenty of whiskey where that comes from. I only got me one life.

Well, to tell you the truth, between you and I,

I never knew anybody that could grow a new head.

That's exactly what I told him.

Boy, anybody who wants whiskey bad enough to hold a gun on me,

he's looking at a live coward.

Or better yet, you know what I'd tell him?

I'd say, "Hey, baby, why don't you just not get yourself in a little sweat?

In fact, you make me an offer I can't refuse,

and I'll give you door-to-door service."

I guess it takes all kinds, huh?

That's right.

What about you? I mean, uh,

you know anybody who's real desperate for some booze?

Mister, let me tell you something.

I don't know who you are. You might be a cop for all I know.

Or some other kind of a crook comin' in here, settin' me up for a shakedown.

This here is my business. I'm not interested in yours.

Look, man... Now get outta here and get lost.

Hey, wait a minute, I... I said get outta here.

I tell ya one time, get outta here.

You got a sorry disposition, you know that?

Only with my friends, pal. With anybody else, I'm just hard to get along with.

Probably yesterday's stew anyway.

You get anything? I didn't even get a nibble.

Man, he's tight as a clam. I think he's got a sour view of human nature.

Yeah. Well, back to Sylvia's then.

Think it'll be safe for Pep to show back tonight?

If she doesn't show up, he's gonna get paranoid.

Maybe get the idea she's a cop.

Yeah, but at least we'd know she was safe.

I mean, we can't see through those walls.

Joe, we blow this one, we're right back where we started.

I think I'll leave it up to Pep.

[Doorbell Rings] Hang on, Mrs Doherty.

One of these days I'm gonna make it.

If it's not the dogs, it's the doorbell.

Oh, Shawn.

Hi. I just stopped by to apologize and, uh...

I brought you this.

- Thanks. - I woke you, didn't I?

Oh, that's all right.

Could I, uh, come in for just a minute?

Look, you're already aware that Hilary and I have a little problem.

[Sighs] Actually, since we've been married,

she's tried to help, you know, but it just seems to get worse.

Well, I thought maybe you could help.

Thank you.

Is she at home?

No. She's probably afraid I'll turn up drunk...

and make myself obnoxious again.

Mind if I sit? No.

Right. Well, uh,

I guess you know the problem's not Hilary.

It's me. I think I need help.

Well, if you realize that, then half the battle's over.

You have a nice sense of color.

Thanks. Would you like a soft drink or something?

No. No. You like to read?

Yeah. [Chuckles]

A cop that reads, huh?

- Poetry? - Sometimes.

I have to be in the mood.

Yeah, I know what you mean.

With Hilary and me...

I mean, in our marriage,

I kinda wanted a mood to come.

You know, poetic mood.

How does that go?

"Teacher, tender comrade,

"wife.

A fellow farer true through life."

I wanted to say that to Hilary, but I'm not Robert Louis Stevenson,

and she's not exactly Mrs. Stevenson.

- She's... - What is she?

Nothing.

Oh, you know, she's a big psychology expert.

Authority on matters of mental health and, uh...

She's always pinning these labels on me, and I can't accept that from her.

And I thought that maybe...

I don't know... You could tell me what to do.

Well, no, uh, I can't do that, Shawn.

That's something you've got to work out by yourself.

By myself.

Uh, earlier today, Mrs. Doherty stopped by,

and she said you came over to pick up your things.

And, uh, she had the impression that you had a gun.

That woman, frustrate...

You... You know what a gun's supposed to symbolize, don't you?

- Do you have a gun? - Toujours the lady cop, huh?

What is it that you think? That I consider you some kind of threat to my marriage?

I mean, I came here asking for your help, your advice.

I even brought you a present, which you didn't even think was worth opening. You...

You and Hilary. [Sighs]

You really are gonna give me the final push, aren't you?

Shawn, I assure you... Listen to me!

[Sighs] I'm not a violent person.

Now I know that's difficult for you to believe.

That's difficult for anybody to believe.

But let me tell you something. When somebody...

deliberately sets out to ruin your life,

then I think to myself,

"God forgive me, Be violent.

Protect yourself, Shawn, even violently if you have to."

Don't come any closer. I have to...

I have to ask you again. Are you carrying a gun?

- And if I am? - If it isn't registered, I'll have to arrest you.

Oh, well, of course.

I mean, that's... That's the plan, isn't it?

I mean, only Hilary couldn't do that by herself...

so, of course, she had to involve you.

Have me arrested, have me committed, while she and that gigolo hairdresser...

Shawn, did it ever occur to you that... go waltzing off into the sunset.

You know what I don't understand is what you have against me!

I mean, what did I ever do to you? I came here...

I needed your respect.

Shawn, please, please, give me the...

No, you, please, get away from me.

Get away. Get away from me.

I know what you want, you and my wife.

Well, you just might get it.

[Clears Throat] Bill, it's Pepper.

Shawn Barry was just here, and he pulled a gun on me.

I'll make out an 8-OW report and we'll try to pick him up.

Yeah, I'm okay. All right, bye.

[Knocking] [Pepper] Hilary?

Yes? It's me, Pepper.

Come on in. The door's open. I'll call you back.

Uh, your husband... You really are some kind of undercover cop, aren't you?

Your husband stopped by a while ago, apologized,

- and he also brought me a present. - That's him all right.

Well, he also pulled a gun on me.

That's him all right.

There's a local broadcast out for him now.

But I wonder if it's such a good idea for you to stay here.

Where can I go? If I leave, he could be out

there anyplace. Pick me off with one shot.

You've got to tell me what to do.

That's almost what your husband said.

Pepper, are you equating me with him?

Just stay put and lock your doors.

And if there's any trouble, then call me at this number.

[Mumbles] And remember to ask for Bunny.

Not Miss Anderson... Bunny.

Hey, Bunny, come on, we ain't got all night. My stew's getting cold.

I'm sorry... stew. Hang on.

Here you go. How about a piece of coffee, Bunny?

Coffee. Where's my sandwich?

Oh, a sand... Yours was the salami. There you go.

- How about some coconut cream pie? - One left, coconut cream.

[Man] Hey, Bunny, I need some ketchup and sugar.

Ketchup. You got a match?

Sugar. Here's your ketchup. Now who wanted the cream?

[Man] What am I supposed to eat this with, my fingers?

Uh, what? Didn't I give you any silver? I'm sorry.

Hey, Bunny, you know this coffee's worse than usual, you know.

You must be in love again. Hey, can I have a straw?

You want a straw? Please.

I don't know. She sure works her butt off.

Yeah. Well, I still say she's got too much class to work in a crummy joint like this.

Hey, if you want me to fire her, I'll do it right now.

Not yet.

?? [Humming]

?? [Humming Continues] Evening.

Haven't we met somewhere before?

?? [Continues]

What'll it be, handsome?

J-7 still your favorite, Bunny? Love it, doll.

?? [Humming] What will you have?

You know, where have we met before?

Tiger, if we had met before, you'd have remembered it.

Right, fellas? [Laughter]

Let me think. Under the bacon and tomato?

Come on. I'm kinda busy. What'll it be?

You know, I think it was just this afternoon. About 6:00.

6:00? Well, if you were sitting in the chair

next to me at the beauty parlor, that's it.

What'll you have, pal? Nothing.

You know, there's a poem that keeps running through my head,

and I can't figure it out.

"Teacher, tender comrade"... And her friend...

the cop.

That's it, isn't it? You're Sgt. Pepper Anderson.

[Patrons Laughing]

The beautiful... cop.

Boy, we really get some weird ones in here, don't we?

Hey, Sergeant, can we have a little more cream here, please.

[Laughing] Get out of here. I'll cover you.

Hey, what was that cop business all about?

Well, how should I know? The guy's bombed out of his skull.

Excuse me. I need a little privacy.

Hey, why don't you give the little lady a break? She's just going to the john.

You know what I mean? Sure. Sure.

Oh, geez.

[Joe] Hey, Bill, trouble.

- Hold it! Police! - [Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

[Tires Squealing]

[Joe] Drop it, man. Drop it or you're dead. Over your head!

[Sirens Wailing]

Shut it off or I'll blow you apart. Shut it off!

[Sirens Wailing] Now put your hands on the wheel.

They got a regular armory out there, haven't they?

Really. Anybody talking?

No, not yet. But this guy, Brock,

I think if the D.A. came up with the right kind of a deal, he might.

Oh, yeah? Yeah.

Maybe it wasn't a total loss after all. [Door Opens]

[Pepper] Oh, Hilary, I'm sorry about this.

Hey, Bill, we found Shawn's car in a parking lot downtown.

It's being watched. I think he might have

abandoned it. I'm sure he knows we're after him.

Hilary, when you and Shawn had fights before, and he ran out of the house,

where did he usually go, you know, to cool off?

He'd go get drunk and then he'd go play table tennis. It seemed to calm him down.

Where'd he go to play table tennis?

He usually went to this one place. I can't remember the exact name of it.

Star. Red Star. On High Street near Carson Avenue.

Let's stake it out. Joe, let's check these through N.C.I.C.

There's one thing I oughta mention about Shawn.

This personality type if he should ever feel cornered or trapped in any way,

he'd never ever give himself up.

I just thought I'd better clue you in. Thanks.

We'll give you a lift home.

No. I think it would be better if I came with you, helped you, helped Shawn.

We'll see. Let's go.

Hey, Pep? Yeah?

I didn't see any car follow you to the caf� last night.

I thought you'd like to know.

Uh, tell Bill to wait up for me. Are you sure?

Positive.

Uh, could you give me the number of the Astro Hairstylists, please?

Thank you.

Goad morning. Could I speak to Frances?

Is this Frances?

Uh, do you have anyone else there working by that name?

No, no, I must have the wrong number. Thank you.

[Snaps Fingers] It just hit me.

Somebody once said to me,

"If you ever wanna pick up a clean gun, see old Red up on High Street."

- That couldn't be you, could it? - No, no, that's another Red.

With red hair. Not me.

I got my name from the red socks.

Me and Van Johnson. [Laughs]

[Clears Throat] Where you goin', Red?

Look, Sergeant, I'm losin' money.

What do you keep in that floor safe over there?

What is this, a shakedown?

[Bill] What do you keep in the safe, Red, huh?

You guys. Uh...

What kind of money you talkin' about? If you're not too greedy...

Sit down, Red, before I add bribery to the rest of the charges.

Huh? Go on, sit down.

When we're secure here, we'll get us a search warrant.

Why are you staring at me like that?

No reason.

Is it because of all the trouble I've caused

you on account of that raving lunatic?

Why should I blame you for that?

Nothing. I'm just nervous.

Any minute he could walk in here and start blasting away.

Why would he wanna do that?

You said yourself he was armed and dangerous, didn't you?

Hey, Hilary, how do you really suppose...

he tracked me down at that caf�?

Well, obviously, he followed you.

No. One of our partners was staked out, and he said nobody followed me.

What do you think?

Well, you could have said something to him

when he came calling with his olive branch.

The only outsider who knew I was at that caf� was you.

Well, you don't think that I...

Are you insane? All I had was the phone number.

Whenever the boss answered the phone, he always answered "Jose's Caf�."

Anybody can look up the address in the phone book.

What earthly reason would I have to tell Shawn where to find you?

Well, you tell me. Maybe to cheat on you? To kill me? What?

What? She's insane!

Mrs. Barry, it seems to me that your husband...

had this crazy suspicion about you and your hairdresser, okay?

Only what if it wasn't so crazy?

You see, Pep called the Astro Hairstylists,

and she asked to speak to Frances.

She tells me "Frances" has a very deep voice for a lady.

Haven't you ever cheated on a man?

No.

And I've never set him up to be killed by the police either.

Is that what you think I was doing?

I wish I could understand why lovely little things...

end up emasculating their men,

and then their husbands run around

wondering what happened, blaming themselves.

You know what I think?

I think your lady cop...

has fallen for my charming, crazy husband.

That's what I think. [Chuckles]

- Hilary. What... - Stop him!

He's got a gun. No, please. I...

Stop him! He wants to kill me!

Shoot him! Shoot him! No!

[Gunshot] Drop it! Drop the gun!

Put it down. Put the gun down, Barry. Get your hands on your head.

Put it down. You hear me, put it down! Don't shoot, Shawn.

Put the gun down! Shawn, give me the gun.

- No. - Let me have the gun, Shawn.

No, stop.

Come on. Now I'm here to help you.

[Sighs]

Look what she's been doing to you.

Shawn, we've all heard about battered children, battered wives.

Well, what about the battered husband?

The guy who gets hit, hurt,

battered psychologically to the point...

where all he wants to do is kill himself or kill somebody,

just to get back some of that manhood.

Look at her.

Can't you see it?

We're here to help you. I swear it.

Give me the gun. Give me the gun, Shawn.

She's not right about me?

[Pepper] No, she's not.

That's it. That's the boy.

That's good. Good, Shawn. Good.

Good, Shawn. That's good.

You're gonna take me in, aren't you?

We wanna help you. You want us to help you?

We want to. Come on.

I know I'm sick.

But I couldn't admit that to her.

She's a lot sicker than you are, Shawn.

Nick, stay with Red Socks up there until I can get back here with a warrant.

Sergeant?

- Yeah? - Can I go home?

Lady,

as far as I'm concerned, you can go to hell.

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