All language subtitles for Police Woman s04e20 Sweet Kathleen.eng

(dramatic music)

(woman screaming)
- I'll kill her, I swear!

- You haven't got a chance.

- I'll kill her!

I mean it!

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- [Woman] Let me go.

- Hold it, hold it!

- You should've caught them all,

don't you see what's
gonna happen?

(gun fires) (glass shatters)

(woman screams)

- What kind of person is she?

- She's very nice.

Very warm, very worried.

- Is she honest?

- You dirty, rotten, lying...

- Easy, hey, hey.

- What the man's saying
is, you're busted, pal.

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- Now, you tell me,

how can one man
do in another man,

with an object such as this,

in plain view of four witnesses,

and then come up with
five dozen technical motions

to delay the trial for
three weeks already?

- The wheels of
justice grind slowly.

- So slowly we can hardly
see them turn anymore.

- I think maybe Pepper
has something going

with that hot-shot
prosecutor down there.

- Sergeant Crowley,
how could you?

- You know, instead of spending
every day, all day in court,

we could use you on a
couple of cases around here.

So would you ask that
guy to get a move on?

I mean, maybe you
could start a firecracker

under his tail or something.

- I could use this.

- You could try.

It's alright with me.

(phone ringing)

- Thanks, Joe.

- Criminal Conspiracy, Styles.

- Listen, very
carefully, please.

Sometime this morning,
there's going to be a robbery

at the Ashford building.

- Hello?

- Kathleen?

Everything alright?

- Oh yeah.

- Hello?

- What was that all about?

- Female voice.

Said there was
gonna be a robbery

at the Ashford
building this morning.

- The Ashford building?
- Yeah.

- Joe, that's 18 stories.

Could she narrow
it down a little bit?

- The lady hung up in
the middle of her story.

Like something made
her change her mind.

- Could be a prank.

- I don't know.

- We had better
give security a call.

- Yeah, go ahead.

- I'll also ask her to
pull a list of tenants.

Yeah, operator.

- How many good robbery targets

would there be in that building?

- A building that size?

Business hours
population, about 4,000.

(phone ringing)

- Captain DiMaggio.

Police?

Yes, sir.

A robbery?

When?

- Just a precaution.

Shouldn't be more than five
minutes before we're there.

- Alright, we can do that.

- Okay.

Think I just shook up a
couple of security guards.

- Well,

it may be a crank call,

but we can't
afford to ignore it.

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- Sorry, I can't
go with you guys.

I don't like being in court.

- You know, if you don't
get that murder weapon

introduced pretty soon,

people are going
to start thinking

you're a candlestick
maker instead of a cop.

- Would you believe I've
had two offers already?

- Yeah, for what?

- Not to play the piano.

- I think I caught
your act in Tijuana.

(laughs)

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(tires screeching)

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- Set a low expectation,

we're looking for a
needle in a haystack.

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- I'm Sergeant Crowley.

- Captain Dimaggio.

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- Hey, you got any bear claws?

We're all out of bear claws.

And danish.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Jewelry companies, savings
and loans, coin exchange,

gold and silver exchange,
antiques, securities.

Take your pick, huh?

- How can we help, Sergeant?

- Well, for openers, in case
a robbery does go down

we should have a game plan.

You got a...

You got a blueprint
of this building?

- Yes, sir.

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We keep this
here in case of fire.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Okay, let's go.

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Now.

- What?
- Shut up!

Securities drawer, let's move!

- Oh my god!
- Shut up!

- Now, wait a minute,
you can't come...

- Mister, if you
want to keep ticking,

you'll do what I say, hear?

Hear?

- This way.

- [Thief] Come on, you too.

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- Look, if something
did go down,

is there any way to
control those elevators

so that anybody exiting building

would have to come
through this lobby?

- Real easy, I can stop
the elevators in seconds.

- Yeah, but what
about the stairs?

- Well, you can get
into the stairwells,

but the doors are
locked on the inside.

Now, once inside a
person would have to walk

all the way down.

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- Come on, let's move it.

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- Come on, hurry up!

Come on, come on!

- Let's do it.

- You're watching them.

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The telephone's cut.

You wanna call the cops,

you'll have to go outside.

You do that before
10 minutes go by,

the man I got outside
will blow you in half.

Any question about that?

Okay.

Now, you're acting real smart.

Stay that way.

Remember,

10 minutes.

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- Oh my god!

- Mr. Saunders
they forgot the radio.

- Hello?

Hello?

This is the securities
exchange in 1704.

We have just been robbed.

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- Now, give it to me.

- [Mr. Saunders]
And the second one,

the one who had the securities,

was wearing khaki pants

and one of those
bulky, knit sweaters,

you know, the kind that
buttons down the front?

- What color was that sweater?

- Off white.

No, wait a minute, it
was sort of a pale yellow.

- Standby.

Okay, we got a plan,
let's put it to work.

You and Joe cover the elevators.

Mr. Saunders?

You wanna go over those
descriptions again for me, please?

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Hey you, with the sweater,
I want to talk with you.

Police.

The guy with the sweater!

The man with the
sweater! (woman screams)

- Give it up, you
haven't got a chance!

- Stay back, all of you,
stay back, I'll kill her!

I mean it!

(crowd yelling)

Stay back!

Back away, I mean it!

Get back!

You're killing her!

I'll kill her!

I'll kill her.

- [Woman] Help! Help!

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- [Thief] Back!

I mean it!

- [Woman] Let me go!

- Hold it, hold it!

(guns fire)

(woman screams)

- Okay, Pete, take
care of the girl, will ya?

Joe, seal off the building.

Nobody gets out until
they're personally eyeballed

by one of us.

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(people chattering)

I'm Sergeant Crowley
with the Police Department.

I was talking on the radio
with a man named Saunders.

- That's me, Adam Saunders.

- We don't need
anymore excitement today,

that's for certain.

- I want to compliment you,

you did a nice job of calling
out those descriptions.

- Thank you, sergeant,
but I had a great deal of help

from my secretary
here, Kathleen.

- [Kathleen] We all
did what we could.

- Was she hurt?

- No, not physically.

It's just the sight
of those guns.

- What happened downstairs?

- Well, so far we've
only got one of them.

- What about the securities?

- We think they're
still in the building

with the number two man.

- I see.

Which one have you stopped?

- The one in the sweater.

- I hope he gets
life imprisonment.

- I'm afraid he bought more
than that for himself, sir.

He's dead.

- Oh.

- But I'd like to
impress upon all of you

the importance of
not touching anything

that the suspects
might have handled

until latent prints
can get here, okay?

Now, I'd like to walk through

the very stages of
the robbery with you.

- Oh, surely.

You see, Kathleen
and I were at this desk.

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(water splashing)

- Has anybody touched
these files since the robbery?

- Well, not that I
know of, sergeant.

- And they were
picking and choosing?

- Certainly looked that way.

He located one
drawer, opened it,

and took out only
those securities.

- Buckley Industries.

- He took 500 securities
valued at $1,00 each.

- Were they registered?

- Nope, just as good as cash.

- Real professionals,
weren't they?

- That's possible, yeah.

- Possible?

They knew exactly what
they wanted and they took it.

Then they disabled our
entire telephone system

for their getaway.

- Where's that?

- Over here, sergeant.

Here it is.

- Who showed them
where this was located?

- No one.

They seemed to
know right where it was.

- Oh, they did, huh?

- As you can see we couldn't
have gotten any help up here

without our security radio.

- Why cut your telephone

yet they leave this radio?

- Bad planning on
their part, I'd say.

- Either that, or just lucky
they didn't see that radio.

- Was this right
here all the time?

- No, I brought
it out of the vault.

- It was in the vault?

- Yes.

- The radio was in
the vault in plain sight

and they don't touch it?

Yet your telephone wire
box is so far out of the way

that you gotta go
ut on safari to find it.

Just doesn't figure.

- Who knows the
criminal mind, sergeant?

- Yeah, okay.

After they got the
securities, then what?

- What did he say the
population of this building was?

- 4,000.

Ain't that grand?

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(knocking)

- Thanks, I forgot my key.

- You're welcome, I'm sure.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- I want somebody to get
over to the coroner's office.

Get everything
out of his pockets.

Thanks.

Yeah, I got the death report.

It's 04826.

You got it?

Okay.

We've identified the dead man.

His name is Travis, Nick Travis.

Does that name ring a
bell with either one of you?

- Should it?

- That's just one
of those questions

I have to ask, Mr. Saunders.

Well, I guess that pretty
well wraps it up here for me.

I would like a list of
all your employees,

and I don't mean just
the ones here now,

but anybody who
might've left for any reason

in the past five years.

- Certainly, but I have
no reason to suspect...

- It's just routine,
Mr. Saunders.

(phone rings)

I'm one of those guys
who likes to touch all bases.

- Sergeant.
- Yeah?

- This is for you.

- Oh, thanks.

- Yeah, Crowley.

- Bad news, Bill.

Number two made it out of
here playing like an attorney

by the name of Jones.

- Yeah, right.

Okay, see what you can
get outta this guy, Jones.

Shake the place
down good, will ya?

- You know me,
always on the case.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- This a new game in town?

- You didn't have that thing
introduced into evidence yet?

- Nope, not yet.

Comes in handy though,

walking in the dark from
the courthouse to here.

That the Ashford robbery thing?

- You got it.

- Dick Tracy's been in
heavy meditation here

for about two hours now.

- We're not paying
attention to the fact

that it's three
hours past the time

when my lovely wife puts
dinner on the table for us.

- I also have a lovely
lady that would appreciate

me being there before dessert.

- Listen, why don't
you two guys split?

We'll get back to this tomorrow.

We're on overtime now anyway.

- Thank you, Bill.

- Thank you, William.

- Good night.

- [Pete] Anything I
can do, just give a call.

- Night, Pete.

It's really got you
going in circles, huh?

- I don't know, it's just so
much here that doesn't fit.

Something's missing.

I don't mean the $500,000
dollars in securities

or suspect either.

- Bill?

- Uh-huh?

- Don't stay up too late.

- You going?

- Yeah, I'm really bushed.

Being in court does that to me.

- See you tomorrow.

- Maybe we could melt this down

and take a vacation
on the silver.

- Maybe so.

- Tally-ho.

- See you tomorrow.

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- Sergeant Crowley.

- Yeah?

- I'm Savage.

- You're what?

- Nina Savage, that's my name.

I work R and I.

- Oh, I'm sorry.

- That's okay, you should hear
some of the guys around here.

When I was in high school
I used to get a lot of ribbing.

But these policemen,

you wouldn't believe the
way they torture my last name.

- I believe it.

What do you got there, Savage?

- The records you wanted.

My supervisor had
me bring them up.

I don't get much chance
to deliver stuff around here.

- That's too bad.

Why's that?

- My supervisor.

I guess she thinks I'll get
pregnant or something.

She says I flirt too
much with the policemen.

- I see.

Thanks very much.

- Sergeant?

You married?

- Ecstatically.

(doorbell buzzes)

(rapid knocking)

- Okay, okay!

I'm coming.

I'm coming.

Who is it?

- [Bill] Sergeant Crowley.

May I come in?

- I suppose I've
been expecting you.

So, I've got a record.

- Yeah, for grand theft.

- That was more
than five years ago.

- Maybe I better
read you your rights

before we go any further.

- I know my rights.

There's no need.

- Why don't you get dressed
and then we'll talk, okay?

You don't happen to have
a gun in the house, do you?

- No.

(phone ringing)

Hello.

What?

You stop that!

Stop that!

You should've caught them all,

don't you see what's
going to happen?

(gun fires) (glass shatters)

(woman screaming)
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(Bill thuds)

(tires screeching)

(gun firing)

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- It's okay,
Kathleen, he's gone.

- Oh my god.

Help me.

(sobs) Please help me.

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- I've been working
there about three months.

Just a couple of weeks
ago I was having lunch,

I really feeling good, you know,

about the job and my life,

I looked up he's just...

Hanging over me like a leech.

- It would've been
this guy, right?

- Spiker.

And the other one, Travis,
he was outside the restaurant.

- Would you like some coffee?

- Thank you.

They already found
out where I worked.

They'd planned the job, they
thought I was gonna help them,

but I wouldn't do it.

- You new about it
before it went down.

- Yeah, but don't
you understand?

I didn't know what to do.

I mean, Spiker had
me scared to death.

I figured if Mr. Saunders
found about my background

I'd lose my job.

I didn't know what to do.

So I'm the one who
called the police.

I called about the time I
thought they'd be in the building.

- Why didn't you
identify yourself?

- Mr. Saunders walked in
right in the middle of the call.

But I did what I could!

- But you did do something.

- Look, we got the call.

And we got it
before the robbery,

but as far as doing
what you could, Kathleen,

no, you...

You did what was
safest for you at the time.

- Well, what do
you want from me?

- Just that I think you
could've done more.

I think you should've done more.

- I think she knows
that now too, Bill.

- Thank you.

- No, don't thank me.

You thank him.

He's the one who brought
you here to help you.

- Yeah, well, if I'm
going to nail this guy

I better get it in gear.

Pepper, you drop Kathleen
off at the office, right?

- Bright and early before court.

- [Kathleen] Sergeant Crowley.

- Yeah?

- Thank you for understanding.

- You're welcome.

See you tomorrow.

Have fun in court.

- Good night.

Is the coffee alright?

Or would you like a stiff drink?

- After this day,
what do you think?

- Come on.

- Went to the Ashford building
this morning when it opened,

showed these around.

- Yeah, what did
you come up with?

- I came up dry.

Mr. Personality here
scored at the coffee shop.

- I'll probably make
commander for this.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Joe went to the Ashford
building this early this morning

when they opened up
showing some mugshots around.

What do you got, Pete?

- Well, both of them
spent at least 20 minutes

at separate tables
drinking coffee

yesterday before the robbery.

There are two eye witnesses.

So that leaves them on
the 16th floor coffee shop.

- 20 minutes, one floor
down, drinking coffee,

why would they do that?

Kathleen, you got an
idea why they'd do that?

- Kill time, I guess.

- Yeah, but I mean, why?

For what purpose?

- Listen, you all keep at it.

I don't wanna be late
for you know where.

Ciao.

- See ya.

- I feel so wanted.

See you all later.

- Thank you.

- What's next on the agenda?

- Surveillance, Pete.

Put a team on Spiker's
known hangouts,

associates, you know, the works.

- Need us?

- No, I want you to
relieve Grant and Meyers.

I've got them staked
out at the address

on this rent receipt
we found at Travis'.

- That's good.

That'll give us a chance to
catch up on a little boredom.

- Don't knock it,
little buddy, don't pay.

- What about me?

You know, I have
to go to work too.

- I'm not sure you'd be safe.

- He won't go back
to the Ashford building,

not with all that security.

- Maybe I better take you back.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- All clear?

- Just making sure.

- Thank you for not
telling the boss about.

- Let me tell you something,

it's nobody's business
about your record.

And it's certainly not my
business to broadcast it.

- You're a very nice man.

- I'm terrific.

- Well, anyway, thank you.

- For what?

- For caring.

- Oh!

- [Bill] Mr. Saunders.

- It's early.

Anything new?

- As a matter of fact there is.

We have a suspect to look for.

- That's progress.

I spent the day yesterday
explaining to my board

about that half
million dollar loss.

This will at least take
the edge off for today.

- I tell ya, if we
have any luck at all

we should have something
for you in a few days.

- I certainly hope so.

- I gotta get back to it.

See you.

See you.

- Thanks for the lift, sergeant.

- [Bill] Any time.

- He was serious, there
are some good prospects?

- He is an incredible detective.

Somehow he's already
gotten a line on the other man,

all he's got to do
is track him down.

- Good, excellent.

I saw the way you were
looking at the good sergeant.

Would there be an
attraction brewing?

- I'm attracted
to a lot of things.

Especially executive types.

- Listen, I have a meeting
with the old man now,

but perhaps we could
have lunch a little later?

- Sure.

(dramatic orchestral music)

Jannie, could you
take my calls for me?

I have to run an errand.

Thank you.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

I missed you.

You came a little too close
with those bullets last night.

- I wouldn't hurt you
for anything in the world.

I love you, Kathleen.

I saw some cops
at the apartment,

not more than 15 minutes ago.

- Yeah, they found a
rent receipt on Travis.

- Dammit.

There goes the mail drop.

Everything's gone wrong.

The damned heist.

Losing Travis, everything.

- Not everything.

There's still us, Sal.

There's us.

And I love you.

I just love you.

I got another idea for us.

But first, just hold me.

Keep on holding me.

It's gonna be us,
Sal, just you and me.

- The jury's out!

- Magic fingers.

You sure know how to
make a guy feel good.

- How come you only
say sweet somethings

when you're getting
your back rubbed?

- That's not true,

I say sweet something
to you all the time.

- Mostly when you're
getting a back rub.

- Well, I've had
this strange affinity

with this kind of a back
rub ever since I worked vice.

Don't stop.

Hit me again, but don't stop.

- This case really
has you tense.

All full of knots back here.

- So many why's, Pepper.

- Why?

- Why?

Why did they use the staircase?

Why did they knock
out the telephone

and not the radio?

Why'd they drink
coffee for 20 minutes?

Why'd they take only a
selected series of securities?

Why?

- Sometimes criminals
don't have explanations

for what they do.

Push aside some of the why's.

- Last night you
spent with Kathleen.

- Mm-hmm, right.

- What about her?

I mean, what'd she...

What kind of person is she?

- She's very nice.

Very warm, very worried.

- Is she honest?

- I don't know.

I'd like to say yes.

- But?

- But, you have too many why's.

- I'll tell you something,

I'd like to trust her too
but somehow I can't.

(phone ringing)

Criminal Conspiracy, Crowley.

Yeah.

About what?

Okay, I'll be there
right after lunch.

Thanks.

That was Adam Saunders,
he wants to see me.

He seems to have some
concerns about our girl too.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- Don't you get
tired of those things?

- Beats the hell outta thinking.

Besides, where am I
gonna get my protein?

- You get protein from fish.

- Figured you had
to fry on a stakeout.

- [Dispatch] 12Y52, come in.

- 12Y52, go ahead.

- [Dispatch] You
have relief rolling in,

meet me at 4th and Gramercy.

- [Dispatch] That's a roger.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

(engine revs)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

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- [Bill] Oh, okay.

- You two look
like you conspired

to do something devilish.

What is it?

- What's this?

This is a paper I dug
out of a stairwell door.

I had it analyzed and
identified by the crime lab.

It matches your
office stationary.

You jammed that
door lock, Kathleen.

You didn't refuse to help them.

Let's see, what else?

Oh yeah, the
telephone connector box,

you told them right where
that was too, didn't ya?

- Alright, yes.

Yes, I fixed the door.

And I did everything
that they told me to do.

Is that what you want to hear?

- I wanna hear the truth.

- Neither one of us
have heard much of that.

- I'm sorry I lied to
you, Mr. Saunders.

I did tell you the truth about
trying to stop the robbery.

I did everything I
could possibly do.

- Keep going.

- They made me fix the door.

And then they wanted to
know the layout of the office.

They wanted to know where
the wire box was for the phone,

I told them that.

(laughs) I did it because
I wanted to keep my job.

Spiker threatened to tell
Mr. Saunders about my background.

- You should have told us
in the beginning, Kathleen.

- Oh really?

Then I would've
had no job, nothing.

Sergeant, really, I
wasn't a part of it.

I mean, I didn't tell
them about the radio

because I knew there'd be
one more way to stop them.

- What do you mean one more way?

- I telephoned you before the
robbery, don't you remember?

I warned you.

I was afraid.

It wasn't just
because of my job.

I mean, those bullets last
night they were very real.

- You should have
been totally honest

from the start, Kathleen.

I'm sorry.

You'll receive a
week's severance pay.

And that's it.

(Kathleen sobbing)

- What am I gonna do?

- You can cooperate
with us fully, Kathleen.

- Am I going to go to jail?

- It's up to the DA.

With the threats and your
fear of Spiker, I don't know.

I think in the long run
you won't go to jail.

But that's a decision
you can help along.

- How?

- By helping me.

By telling me
everything you know

and don't hold anything back.

- Spiker said that...

They'd get the securities
out of the building

through the mail.

- The mail?

The mail cart?

That's what they were doing

one floor down
at the coffee shop.

- And then, that
package that they were in,

that was deliberately
short on postage,

so they would go to
the post office then

to pick that up.

- And then what?

- Spiker said they
would pick up the mail

and then they would
go to the warehouse

and wait for The Ming to leave.

- What's The Ming?

- It's a freighter.

I think it's going to Hong Kong.

- Oh, sure.

Oh, there it is.

Beijong Ming, docked at pier 40.

- Leaves at 6:30.

That gives me half an hour.

- Look, let me go with you.

Spiker'll be in a disguise
but I can spot him.

Please.

- Call my office, tell
them where I've gone,

and tell them to
meet me at pier 40.

- Right away.

- Let's go.

(dramatic music)
(tires screeching)

- Police department.

Pier 40.

(tires screeching)

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- I'm scared.

- You just stay put.

- Bill, I'm sorry.

I guess I just wasn't
strong enough

to stand on my own two
feet from the beginning.

- Look, everybody needs
a little help now and then.

- You be very
careful, my friend.

- Stay put.

(dramatic orchestral music)

Spiker?

Spiker, where are you?

(dramatic orchestral music)

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

- Oh, thank god you're safe.

- I think it's Spiker.

I'd like you to come
and take a look.

(suspenseful orchestral music)

- That's him.

He tried to kill you, didn't he?

- He found the
package he mailed.

All the stolen securities.

(dramatic music)

- You did just fine,
Sergeant Crowley.

- What's is it?

- That great cop's brain,

you just can't quite
sort it out yet, can you?

Didn't really matter which
one of you were killed,

I'd just take care
of the other one.

Your bullet killed Spiker,

and now I'll use his
gun on you, simple.

Don't get your hopes up.

There won't be any help coming.

- That call was
never made, sergeant.

Tell me,

is it all beginning to sink in?

- Now it's beginning
to sink in, sure.

Let me guess,

the real securities were gone,

they were stolen before the
robbery ever took place, right?

- That's very good.

You're just a little
late figuring it out.

- So you got Travis and Spiker
to stage what they thought

was a real robbery,

and then you set them up.

You get caught in the building,

only that didn't work,

because Spiker got out.

And there would
have been real trouble

if he found out that...

Well, if he tried to spend

any of those phony
securities there, huh?

- Well, we don't have
that problem anymore.

I mean, with the crook and
cop who caught him both dead.

- And you're both free
to spend the half million.

- Really nice knowing
you, sergeant.

- Just for
curiosity, I mean I...

What'd you do with
the real securities?

- Hidden in a safe in my home.

Clever?

- That's great.

That's where I'll pick them up

when I put together
a search warrant.

'Cause you're both under arrest.

(gun clicks)

- I got the bullets
here in my pocket.

Isn't that right, Spiker?

- You dirty, rotten, lying...

- Easy.
- Hold it.

Hey, hey, it's over, it's over.

- What the man's saying
is, you're busted, pal.

Right, Crowley?

- That's right, Anderson.

- Congratulations, sergeant.

- Now, I'll read
you those rights.

- What locked it
up for you, Bill?

- What locked it up for me?

I think logic, deduction, a
certain oriental inscrutability

that I picked up watching a
lot of Charlie Chan movies

on the late show.

Not to mention,

a modicum of my
own personal genius.

- Aside from your
brilliance, what really did it?

- It's simple.

Once that kid led us to Spiker,

and we discovered those
securities were phonies,

Spiker came apart at the seams.

I mean, he just couldn't
wait roll over and play dead.

- Charlie Chan'd
be proud of you.

Hi, boys.

- Hey.

- So, our guests are booked
and packed up for the duration.

- What about the bail?

- Well, commissioner
thought it should at least equal

the securities theft.

Half million.

- Terrific.

- We thought you
might like that.

You know what
else would be terrific?

- I do.

- Listen, why don't you
guys take off for the night?

- Good idea, Bill.

- Why, thank you, William.

Come on.
- You won me again, Joe.

- Night, fellas.

(upbeat music)

- I think these reports
can wait 'til morning.

But can you?

(Pepper laughs)

(upbeat music)

(dramatic music)

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