All language subtitles for The Rockford Files S05e02 Rosendahl And Gilda Stern Are Dead_prob3

He wouldn't be dumb enough to mess
around in an active police investigation.

With the cops doing
such a crackerjack job?

I'm gonna kill some
john for his bankroll?

They're trying to make a
motive out of your rap sheet.

It's illegal.

Rita, on my best
day, I'm borderline.

The lady's facing a tough rap.

Who's gonna blame her if she's
gonna lay it on someone else?

Not a sweetheart like you.

How could you spend $300,000?

Boy, you never give up.

ROCKFORD ON ANSWERING
MACHINE: This is Jim Rockford.

At the tone, leave your
name and message.

I'll get back to you.

Hello, you the guy who lost
the wallet in the Park Theater?

Well, I'm kind of
like into leather,

so I'll be returning the money,
but I'm gonna keep the wallet.

And I said, "Are you kidding?"

I put your car
around back, Doctor.

It'll take a minute,
but no dings.

Oh, forget it, okay? We're only going
a couple blocks. We don't need a car.

I'd rather not come back for
it. I'd rather have it with me.

Oh, come on. It's
such a nice walk.

We got the weather, we got the
feet. Okay? See you later, Harry.

See, what I've never
been able to figure

is that back east, we
got lousy weather, right?

We do nothing but walk.
I mean everybody walks.

Jackie Onassis? She walks.

Listen, I thought we'd
go right to your place.

To my place?

Oh, you said you
wanted a piano player.

I was just making conversation.

Oh. But it doesn't really matter.
I don't think I'll run into anyone.

They're all probably
still back at the hotel.

This guy down here, he's
really pretty good, you know.

He plays a lot of Cole Porter,
show tunes, stuff like that.

Already it's going sour.

Looks good to me.

What are we supposed
to do about the broad?

Whack her. You ever
whacked a broad?

I don't like it. It's great.

Well, I thought you were
a doctor. Maybe you...

Scream and it's the
last thing you hear.

Now wait a minute here. Shut up.

Come on. Now,
both of you, in the car.

Look, I told you, I'm
not without influence.

You're committing a crime here.

If you let us go now, you
won't be in for a lot of trouble.

Stop yapping and get over there.

You know what I'm
looking at, Rosendahl?

I'm looking at a dead man.

I just wanted you to know why.

Don't shoot! Don't
shoot! I want to see it!

I want to see it!

Hey, Jimbo, it's Dennis.

I got a couple of days off and I was
thinking about driving down to Baja.

You want to come
along? Give me a call.

Jim, it's Rita.

They got me down here at the
station and they won't let me go.

I told them what happened and
they're not even looking for the guys.

Could you get down here
right away? It's kind of important.

They booked me for murder.

The answer is no.
No visitors. Okay?

Now, come on.
Now, watch that sign.

We got a permit, Curcio.

For outside you got a permit.

Salmaggi, get these
people out of here.

Excuse me. Excuse me, ladies.

Could I get through?
Excuse me, please.

Excuse me.

Quit shoving.

Look, you're the one shoving.

You've got 30 seconds to move
this outside or you're busted, Ceil.

You got that? Busted.

Okay. Okay.

Grace, call the
newspapers, call the TV.

Tell them to get one of
those minicams down here.

Look, you can get
David Brinkley down here,

it don't change things.
Nobody sees Rita Capkovic.

Sergeant. I'll
be right with you.

I'm here to see Rita Capkovic.

You understand
the word "nobody"?

My name's James Rockford.
I'm a private investigator.

Salmaggi.

She called me the
night she was arrested.

You'll have it on your report.

She has the right
to an attorney.

She has the right to
counsel. I'm here to counsel.

All right. You in, and
the rest of you out.

Tell her we're raising bail.

Yeah? How?

Oh, and hi from Mom.

Mom?

Excuse me.

Free Rita! Free Rita! Free Rita!

Hi.

Hi.

It's been awhile, huh?

About six months.

Closer to eight, I think.

Yeah, I was taking that
fashion design course.

I cooked Chinese.

You're looking pretty good.
Lost a couple of pounds.

Rita, I just got your message.

Yeah, sure. Listen, I know
you got other things to do.

Look, I'm fine. Honest.
Nice of you to drop by.

Rita, I didn't drop by. I
just got your message.

I've been out of town.
Rocky and I went fishing.

You did? Yeah.

And you're not just fine.

I saw the newspaper.

Oh. You know what I thought?

I mean, it's not
like you owe me.

What'd I ever do for you?

Give you a call every
time I hit white water.

All right, you were wrong.

Well, I'm here, aren't I?
So why don't you fill me in?

I glanced at the newspaper,
but I didn't take time to read it.

Well, according to the
cops, I killed Dr. Rosendahl.

Me and some muscle I'm supposed
to be in with. We're like a gang.

Well, how'd you get tied
in with this Rosendahl?

The doorman at the hotel.
He saw us leaving together.

See, there's this medical convention, and
I been working out of the Hospitality Suite

sort of like, uh,

an unofficial hostess.

This fashion design thing,
it just didn't work for me.

It's a question of
taste, you know?

Anyway, Harry,
that's the doorman,

he says that he heard
me setting up Rosendahl.

That I wouldn't let him take
the car. That I made him walk.

Did you?

You know, only in
California is this a crime.

I like to walk.

Anyway, this bar that
I touted Rosendahl on,

it's closed on Sundays.

I didn't know that.

And now the cops are trying
to make some big giant plot.

I'm gonna kill some
john for his bankroll?

How can they say that? I
got a record. They know me.

They're trying to make a
motive out of your rap sheet.

Yeah, well, they
better read it again.

It don't say nothing about
killing. Not even a cockroach.

And listen, you
know I called them?

While it was going down, I
was running like a scalded cat.

But when I stopped
running, I called them.

I told them where to find
the body. It's on the record.

Under "Anonymous tip"?

All right, let's start with a
lawyer. Have you got one?

Yeah. They got me some bozo
from the public defender's office.

That ought to be good
for about 20 years.

You don't need a PD.
You can afford the best.

There's the money
Maggie left you.

Isn't there?

That's a long story, Jim.

But I got enough to pay you.

Rita.

I just got to get out
of here first, Jim.

I'll tell you what
the guys looked like,

you'll find them,
everything will be fine.

I just got to get out of here.

She ain't doing me no
good in the slam. Get her out.

We're working on it, Mr. G.

Doing what?

Well, right now, we're sort of
waiting. See how things go, you know?

Leo and me was thinking.

We was thinking maybe
we leave her where she is.

Cops think they
got her dead bang.

I mean, she ain't walking away
from this, in a matter of speaking.

That's what you thought, huh?

Well, obviously, this
is a very dumb broad.

Otherwise, she's
in Cincinnati, right?

Everybody at the hotel
knows her. What does she do?

She goes home, waits
for the cops to pick her up.

What happens when I go to court?

I thought Sid was working
on a postponement.

The government thinks I
had too many postponements.

They ain't buying no more.

That tax beef comes
up in a couple of weeks.

I go into court, my picture hits the
papers, what do you think happens?

I'll tell you what happens.

The bimbo sees it and says, "Hey,
that's the guy I saw in the limo."

Who they got dead bang then?

There's this bunch of hookers.

They're trying to
raise bail for her.

Well, make a donation. Make
sure she gets kicked loose.

When she's out, you whack her.

One thing. I bought
a little information.

She's hired a PI.

He'll probably be sticking pretty
close. This could be a problem.

Leo, we all got our problems.

That one's yours.
Now you handle it.

There she is!

Could we have a
statement, Miss Capkovic?

No way, honey.

All right! All right!

She's back!

Everybody has turned up.

Not everybody.
Not by a long shot.

There's a lot that wanted to, but
you know how it is. This and that.

But they all chipped
in on the bail.

Miss Capkovic...

Oh, Ceil, I don't know
where I'm gonna get

the 10 grand, but I'll
see you get it back.

Who said it's a loan?

It could have been
any one of us in there.

Put that in your paper, ace.

Rita wasn't rousted
because she iced some john.

She was rousted because
she's a professional hostess.

Shut her up, will you?
As your attorney...

Anyone else went through
what she went through,

you'd have a whole
different story here.

That's the truth.

Referring to the late
Dr. Rosendahl as a john

isn't going to make
you any friends.

Dr. Rosendahl was a prominent
member of our community.

What the hell do you
think this is all about?

She's a member of this community.
I'm a member of this community.

Ceil, Rita's had a
pretty rough day.

Okay, look, I'll give
you a statement.

Okay, guys, you split.

Terrific.

God knows what that woman's
going to say to the press.

Thanks, Ceil. Everybody.
You're beautiful!

Don't say things like
that. They'll quote you.

Those women are a liability.

Your profession is a liability.

We're going to have to
downplay that as much as possible

if I'm going to prepare
any kind of a defense.

Hey, what about you telling
them I'm not guilty, huh?

Or is that too simple?

What is that?

I'd watch my tone of voice
if I were you, Miss Capkovic.

You need all the
friends you can get.

Friends?

Hey, you been treating me like
I'm something you stepped in.

I didn't ask for this case.
I was forced to take it.

It's not doing any good for my
reputation or my bank account.

But I will give it my
best effort. Okay?

Okay.

As a matter of fact, I
find it extremely unsavory.

She said okay.

They have a very strong case,
not to mention public opinion.

Every filthy detail of this mess has
made front-page news for the past week.

Now I'm going to try for a
charge of second degree,

but if they press for murder one,
believe me, they'll make it stick.

Yeah, with you handling
the case, they probably will.

That guy's got Virgo
rising, you wanna bet?

Take it easy, Rita.

I was going to take you into the
coffee room, but it gets too much traffic.

Well, who are we
hiding from? Chapman?

We're not hiding from anybody.

Look, he comes nosing around,

I'll tell him I just dropped by
to say thanks for the pizza.

What pizza?

Save the chitchat and make it
look like department business, huh?

See, when Den got back from
Baja, he heard what happened

and he sent me over
the most terrific pizza

with mushrooms and sausage
and mozzarella and anchovies even.

Just hearing about it ought
to give Chapman heartburn.

Billings? Yes, sir.

Bring the books in here.

Now, Rita, take as much time as
you need, only try to make it quick.

We're not asking
for a favor, Dennis,

she has the right to
see the mug books.

Only it's six other guys ought
to be showing them to her.

It doesn't happen to be my case.

Well, she's talked to
the cops on her case.

She's talked to everybody but the
graduating class at the police academy.

You see, Den,
they think I'm guilty.

They think that asking to go through
the mug shots is just another stall.

Every time I brought it
up with them, they said,

"Yeah, sure, you can
look at the mug shots."

And then it's back with
the same questions.

She's an eyewitness.

They're so busy with
their dragon lady theories

they're not even looking for the
guys who really killed Rosendahl.

Here you go, Sarge. I thought
you could start with the A's.

Well, that's radical,
Billings, but why not?

You're bringing
them in one by one?

What are you
looking for, overtime?

Here. Sit down here.

You look at these and don't
you let anybody hurry you.

I'll be back in a few
hours. Where you going?

Oh, you know how it is. He's got
to pick up the laundry, feed the cat.

Like I read old
Jimbo pretty good.

Like I know he wouldn't be
dumb enough to mess around

in an active police
investigation.

With the cops doing
such a crackerjack job?

Pizza, huh?

I always thought you
were a red roses type guy.

We should have
stuck with the dame.

How?

With the cops saying,
"What do you want?

"How come we're hanging
around the station?"

Besides, we know
where to find her.

He's the one's got me worried.

First the hospital where Rosendahl
was on the staff, now here.

This is Dr. Nevitt's club.

Mr. Taggart? Yes.

They told us you were
here. I'm Edie Nevitt.

My husband's
concession to courtesy.

He had to finish the set.

Oh, Jack. What are you drinking?

Nothing for me, thanks.
Couple of martinis, Jack.

According to my
husband's secretary,

you're out for all the down and
dirty you can get on Neil Rosendahl.

That is thirsty work.

Well, I am compiling all the
facts on Dr. Rosendahl's death.

We felt that
Dr. Nevitt might help

since he worked so
closely with Dr. Rosendahl.

We'll put all the good right
in there along with the bad.

First you'll have to find it.

I take it you weren't exactly
a fan of Dr. Rosendahl's?

I sit about three miles
north of the cheering section.

He was pompous and rude.

He had an ego the
size of the Coliseum.

He was an all-around rat.

Mmm. Oh, and he
cheated on Betty.

You going to eat that olive? No.

I... I heard he had the reputation
of being an excellent surgeon.

He was a grandstander.

Edie.

No matter what
you felt about Neil,

at least have some consideration
for Betty's position in this.

She'll get the money, Russ.

The insurance company has to pay off
no matter what kind of a stinker he was.

Are you going to drink that?

No, ma'am.

I'm Jim Taggart. Boston
Fire and Casualty.

Yes, I know. I agreed to meet you because
I heard the settlement might be held up.

Well, yes, sir, working on the
premise that Dr. Rosendahl's death

was not attempted robbery,
but an execution-type slaying.

That's nonsense.

And even if it were true, how would that
change things with the insurance company?

Well, if Boston Fire and Casualty
can prove that Dr. Rosendahl's death

was the result of an association
with known criminal elements,

such as Boston vs. Guellow...

You know, you
people are incredible.

This man was an
orthopedic surgeon.

Telephone,
Dr. Nevitt. Who is it?

He wouldn't give a name, sir.

Excuse me.

This is Dr. Nevitt.

Yes.

All right. No, I did not.

Of course not.

Listen, I think we better sit
down calmly and discuss this...

That's right. Before
you do anything further.

Fine.

I'll meet you there.

What was that all about?

Just some property
I was interested in.

Time for another set of tennis.
I'm not due at the hospital until 7:00.

Dr. Nevitt...

We've nothing more
to discuss, Mr. Taggart.

Such a busy man.

That's why he forgot we're taking
the Barberas to dinner tonight.

And why he forgot
that he has surgery

or whatever it is that
he has at the hospital.

At least Betty's
out of all that.

Well, she may have murder
and burglary, but she...

Burglary?

Yeah. Last night.
At their house.

Well, they didn't get anything,
not really. Just a TV set, tapes, hi-fi.

I'm surprised you
didn't know about that.

Or is Boston Casualty
only into life and death?

No. We're full service.
That just isn't my department.

Mmm. Would you
like another martini?

No, thanks.

One's my limit.

Who's there?

Public Defender's office.

What?

The Public Defender's office.

Wait a minute.

Yes? I'm from the
Public Defender's office.

Take a walk.

Miss Capkovic, I
have to talk to you.

I'm here to help.

Would you let me in, please?

Okay. But let's
make it quick, huh?

It'll just take a minute.

Hey!

Hey, just a minute.

Hey, fella. Hey, come here.

Rita! Rita!

Rita, are you in there?

Rita!

What'd you do that for?

I like the sound of my shoulder
breaking. Where were you?

Oh, you rang, you
knocked, you busted in.

Who had time to answer the
door? What's going on here?

That guy who was
just leaving, who is he?

Oh, yeah. Creepy little guy.

He said he was from the
Public Defender's office.

No, I don't think
so. Me neither.

He was asking a whole lot
of stuff I already told them.

So I said adios, bub.

Hey, you want a danish?

Put it in the microwave oven 10
seconds, you can't pick it up it's so hot.

Rita, you should have
waited for me at the station.

Billings said you gave
up halfway through the F's.

I didn't give up. I got tired.

Den got called away
on some kind of deal,

left me sitting
there all by myself.

I looked at a lot
of pictures, Jim.

There's more of them than us.

Yeah, well, there's only three of
them I'm worried about right now.

Get your shoes on. I
want you out of here.

I just got home. Just
get them on, huh?

See if I can fix your door.

It was them, Jim.

It was the same two guys.

You're the only one that ties
them up to the murder, Rita.

They had to make a move and
they're going to keep on making it.

Here you are. With cream and
sugar, just the way you like it.

She likes it black, Rocky.

Well, she wouldn't if she had
somebody looking after her.

Now look at that. She's
barely picking at her food.

You're not eating enough
to keep a canary alive.

I read somewhere birds eat
40 times their weight every day.

Something like that.

No kidding.

Well, all right, so she
ain't eating like no canary.

She ain't eating nothing at all.

Besides, I ain't so
sure I believe that.

It's just something I read.

Maybe that's why
birds are always...

Oh, you live near a park, it
kind of makes you wonder.

Yeah, well, what I wonder
is who is Mr. Peepers?

He was at the
courthouse and the jail.

You know, the first day I
came to see you at the jail?

He was hanging around.

What does he want?

Well, he was asking a lot of
stuff about what happened.

What they say,
what they look like.

Oh, and he asked a lot of
questions about the guy in the limo.

Did he have a tan,
did he walk with a limp,

did he look like a basset hound?

You know, like maybe
he knew who he was.

Maybe he does.

Maybe he's a salesman.

No. A salesman? No.

Well, he was
wearing a ruby ring.

You don't think I
can spot a salesman?

Well, I didn't say that. But we're dealing
with a very weird equation here, Rita,

and a salesman just doesn't fit.

Well, I've been on very good
terms with hundreds of salesmen.

That ought to make
me some kind of expert.

Hundreds?

Yeah. He's got a double-knit
suit and a vinyl belt. White shoes.

And, while we're talking,

he makes out like
he's gonna take notes,

opens his briefcase and clunk,
this thing falls out on the floor.

What thing? I don't know.

He said it was physical
evidence from some other case.

But he sure tried to
get rid of it in a hurry.

It's sort of metal, sort of
straight and sort of round.

It looks like it
fell out of a car.

He's a car salesman.

I don't know. The whole thing
just doesn't make any sense to me.

Where you going?

I'm not doing any good here.

Thought I'd go
stakeout Dr. Nevitt's.

What's he got to do with it?

Beats me.

Okay. I'll go with you.

You hate stakeouts.

I know. But you're
doing this for me.

Fair's fair. See you, Rock.

Oh, I got pie.

Oh, what a pussycat.

Rita, would you settle down?

I think my circulation stopped.

All of it.

Look, is there some kind of
rule we got to stay in the car?

No.

Of course, if Nevitt
comes through those gates,

I'll have to take off
and leave you behind.

Rita, when we were in jail, I
asked you about the money.

Yeah.

Well?

I spent it.

You couldn't have.

Maggie left you $300,000.

Yeah, well, it seems
like a long time ago.

It was a year ago.

Nobody can spend
$300,000 in one year.

Hey, I didn't say I spent it
smart. I just said I spent it.

I got to stretch. Oh, Rita...

Rita, it is none of my business,
but that money was your security.

Jim, what's a person like
me gonna do with security?

You could buy a little house.

I don't want a little house.

And why are we watching this
Dr. Nevitt? I never even heard of him.

He worked with Dr. Rosendahl and
now he doesn't want to talk about him.

That's it?

No.

He lied about having scheduled
surgery at the hospital tonight.

I got that from his secretary.

Then he lied about a phone
call he got at the tennis club.

It had nothing to do
with buying property.

And whatever he was
talking about scared him.

Now will you get
back in the car?

How could you spend $300,000?

Boy, you never give
up, you know that?

You think I don't know
where the money went?

I know where the money went.

Where?

All right, the new apartment...

Yeah.

The furniture, the
microwave. Yeah.

I think I told you about
my friend Monica's teeth.

I mean, somebody had to
do something about her teeth.

What did you do, have them gold
plated and set with her birthstone?

Caps, that's all.

And I got new threads. Skin out.

And the hospital bill.

When were you sick?

Not me. Ceil's mother. Stones.

All right, but what happened
to the principal, huh?

Everything you've mentioned,
including Ceil's mother's gallstones...

Kidney.

All right, she could have had
them both. You could afford them.

The point is, everything
you have mentioned

could have been paid right
out of the interest on $300,000.

What happened to the principal?

That's him.

Jim. Yeah. I see.

The glove compartment.
I got some binoculars.

Jim! Jim, it's him.

It's the guy in the limo.

The one that ordered
the hit on Rosendahl.

Will you give me those?

What's he doing with Dr. Nevitt?

Rita, do you know who that is?

I just told you.

Listen, we need a pencil or
something. Get his license.

We don't need it.
That's Phil Gabriel.

Phil Gabriel?

No. You must have seen
some old pictures of him.

I mean, he looks like
him a little bit, but, uh...

Phil Gabriel?

I know it doesn't make any
sense, but that's who it is.

I can see us trying to sell
that combo to the cops.

A noted Beverly Hills surgeon

and the dean of organized crime.

You think they laughed when
you wanted to see the mug shots.

But why would Dr. Nevitt get
hooked up with some gangster?

We can ask Nevitt.

Better yet, he could tell us.

It's got to be on this
floor somewhere.

Listen, what if
Dr. Nevitt walks in on us?

Maybe he forgot something.

Maybe he's got to come
back to the hospital.

Rita, I told you, he lied
about having surgery tonight.

We followed him home. He
has no reason to come back here.

An emergency.

You never heard of a doctor
who had an emergency?

Oh, listen.

Do you know what could happen if
the cops find that lockpick on you?

It's illegal.

Rita, on my best
day, I'm borderline.

Okay, let's start looking.

For what?

If I knew, we
wouldn't have to look.

I thought people stopped
hiding things under blotters.

What is it?

It's some kind of a record of an
operation on a man named Gage.

It was three and
a half months ago.

Well, he probably
forgot he put it there.

No, no. He wanted
it hidden, but handy.

Get this, Dr. Rosendahl was
the other surgeon on the case.

Yeah. You said
they worked together.

He has the operating
team listed here.

Besides Nevitt and Rosendahl,
there are two other doctors,

a Bewley and Weinberg.

Probably be the
anesthesiologist and a resident.

And two nurses, Gilda
Stern and Carol Elzer.

What's arthroplasty?

You're asking me?

"June 6, 1975. Total knee
replacement. Rolnick."

Boy, he sure has a
funny way of filing.

What?

Well, these tapes of his
operations are all a mess.

I wonder what he keeps them for.

What do you think?

To train new doctors maybe?

You'd think a doctor would
have a scientific system.

You know, all the knees together
or by the dates or by the alphabet.

They're all in here any old way.

Tapes.

That's one of the things that was
stolen from Rosendahl's house.

Is there one there for Gage?

Give me a couple of hours,
maybe I can tell you. Why?

Well, Phil Gage
could be Phil Gabriel.

That makes sense.

Not to me.

Oh, will you look at this.

Hey, Jim, you remember that guy
that came to see me at my apartment?

Yeah.

That thing that fell out of his
briefcase was not out of a car.

It was out of a hip.
That thing there.

Arthroplasty is hip replacement.

You think Gabriel
had an operation?

Let's say that he did.

And let's say
something went wrong.

He's not exactly the type that'll
write a letter of protest to the AMA.

He wouldn't kill
Rosendahl for that.

And Nevitt's sweating pretty good.
He was part of the operation, too.

Yeah, but wait a minute. What
about that salesman or whatever he is?

No, no, no. I think
you're right about him.

I think he is a salesman.
And he's sweating.

Which means he
knows what's going on.

Now if we can just find him.

Well, how? We don't
even know what he does.

Rita, he's carrying a hip
joint around in his briefcase.

There's got to be distributors,

manufacturer's reps
for prosthetic devices.

How many of those
can there be in LA?

You want me to tell you?

We'll get to the classifieds. We'll
start first thing in the morning.

What are you watching?

What are you watching?

Oh, I didn't turn no sound on. I
didn't know you was up, Mr. G.

It's that real good movie with
Gregory Peck. Moby Dick, you know?

It's where he plays the sea captain
and him and this whale, they mix it up.

I suppose you
think that's funny.

Hey, no, Mr. G.

He's stumping around and
that makes you laugh, huh?

No. It's the whale I was interested
in. See, it's about this whale.

I know what it's about.
I know all about it.

Gregory Peck has got a tent
peg where his leg ought to be.

I swear, Mr. G., I
never even noticed.

Those creeps turned me into
a teacart. You noticed that?

What do you want
me to do, Mr. G.?

You say the word, I'll take
them all out, today. Now.

What about the tape?
That Dr. Nevitt said

anything happens to
him, it goes to the cops.

I don't care anymore.
They got to pay.

They will, Mr. Gabriel.

If we're just a little careful
how we move on this.

I'm tired of waiting.
Get the tape.

I don't care how. Bring the
tape and bring me Nevitt.

Him, I'm gonna do myself.

You take care of anyone
who gets in the way.

All right.

You never even noticed, huh?

Hi, Rocky. Yeah, is Rita there?

Found him, sonny?

Yeah, I did. I did.

Rita, it's for you.

It's Jimmy. He
found that salesman.

Oh.

Hello, you got him,
Jim? What'd he say?

Does he know enough
to clear me with the cops?

He hasn't said anything yet.

This is just an
update on the news.

I found out that he works for
a company named MediPro.

I followed him from his
office to a restaurant.

His name is D. Pilmer. I don't
know what the "D" stands for.

I knew a guy named Digby once.

Digby is a long shot.

Look, I'm going to go
over and talk to him now.

What if he won't bluff?

I think you've seen his
rabbit act. He's scared.

Look, I'll be quick. I'll call
you back as soon as I can.

And minimal friction.

Mr. Gabriel sends his regards.

You'll, uh...

I've taken the liberty of
bringing a copy of this report.

Perhaps you'd like to have
a go through this yourself.

If you have any
questions, I'll be right back.

Look, I don't know what kind
of a game you're trying to play,

but you're hired by that hooker.

You don't have anything
to do with Mr. Gabriel.

Whoever he is.

Well, he's a man who's
very interested in you.

He's been interested in
you for almost four months.

Ever since the operation.

How did you find out?

Oh, does it really matter?

Let's just say that Mr. Gabriel
and I both know what happened.

He also knows about
Rosendahl and Nevitt

and Bewley, Weinberg
and Gilda Stern.

It wasn't deliberate.

There wasn't anything
malicious in what happened.

Nobody wanted him crippled.

He's mad, Pilmer. Now, if there
was, oh, something tangible,

say a videocassette of the operation,
we could take that to the cops

and get Gabriel off your case and
kick my client loose at the same time.

There was a cassette.

He's got it.

He won't admit it, of course.

He's got it hidden away somewhere
to protect his professional standing.

How about that?

He doesn't care about the rest of us,
only himself. The rest of us can go hang.

It's kind of like your
decision to let them charge

Rita Capkovic with a murder
you know she didn't commit.

Well, no. I mean...

Why don't we go have
a talk with Dr. Nevitt?

He won't give you the tape.

He'll deny it even exists.

Well, I can be very persuasive.

I resent your allegations.

I resent your
invasion of my privacy.

Now, you have an option.

You're going to leave me alone
or I'm going to call the police.

That's right. He knows what happened.
There isn't any secret anymore.

Mr. Pilmer's been under
some sort of strain lately.

I've recommended a
good headman to him.

Look, if you don't want to go
to the police with us, that's fine.

Just give us the tape.

There's no tape.

Oh, come on. You
videocassette all your operations.

Somehow, Dr. Rosendahl
ended up with the Gabriel tape

and that's why you
burglarized his house.

That tape is your
insurance policy. Am I right?

I tell you what, Doctor, you go
on doing what you were doing.

Mr. Pilmer here will tell
the cops the whole story

and then they can bring in Bewley
and Weinberg and the nurse to confirm it.

No.

You mustn't do that.

That would ruin me.
That would ruin us all.

But especially you.

That's right. I suppose I
have the most at stake.

We have exactly the same thing
at stake. Gabriel killed Gilda Stern.

He killed her because
she was stupid.

He wouldn't have known
there was anything wrong

with the operation if
she hadn't said anything.

She was Florence Nightingale
telling him he had a malpractice suit.

He's going to kill us all.

You don't have
anything to worry about.

I already spoke to Gabriel.
I told him about the tape.

He'll be afraid to make
a move against any of us.

Yeah, but what
about Dr. Rosendahl?

Is ruining our lives going to bring
him back? Why don't you leave it alone?

I've got everything covered.

Oh, not everything.

Now, wait a minute.

How's it going to look if you
go to the police without me?

It'll look like I have something
to hide. It'll look like a cover-up.

Come on, let's get the tapes.

Sergeant, I have strong
objections to this entire charade.

Hey, this is an
invitational screening.

Mr. Gabriel doesn't want to
look at the picture, that's fine.

We thought since
he's one of the stars...

And since he's going around
killing people because of it...

You're looking at
a lawsuit, honey.

What lawsuit?

Hey, I was there when
he gave it to Rosendahl.

I'm an eyewitness.

That's an irresponsible
charge. I insist my...

Shut up, Sid.

Let's have a little
understanding, okay?

The lady's facing a tough rap.

Who's gonna blame her if she's
gonna lay it on someone else?

Not a sweetheart like you.

Everyone gets to work their
mouth. That's the American way.

Proving it, ah, that's
something else.

Ready, Sarge.

Okay. Now, I got the
entire operation on tape,

and I've taken the liberty of running
it down to the last few crucial minutes.

You staying, Mr. Gabriel?

I always like a good flick.

What happened to the cement?

It shouldn't have
hardened that fast.

I can get it in.
It's just a little...

Here we go.

Perhaps if you rotate it.

Wait, not so hard, Russ.

You're going to crack
his femur like a breadstick.

I'm watching it.

Well, it's too much pressure.

You can't force it like that.

Pilmer, get over here.

The rotation ought to do
it. Come here. Take a look.

Sometimes it gets a bit tricky.

A salesman. That's
what she said.

A salesman put it
in. A lousy salesman.

Dr. Rosendahl,
Dr. Rosendahl... You got it?

There's something I
think you ought to know.

The patient, he's not Mr. Gage.

I recognize him.

That's Phil Gabriel.

What do you mean,
the underworld man?

The killer?

Why are you telling me that?

I mean... Well, I just
thought you ought to know.

But why, Doctor?
What are you telling me?

Are you telling me that I sew
this man up minus his hip?

Is that what you're telling me?

No, of course not. It's just that,
well, if anything should happen here...

I've got it.

All right.

So,

shall we, gentlemen?

A salesman. That's
what she said.

Mr. Gabriel, please.

A lousy salesman. A
salesman put my hip in.

Mr. Pilmer is a skilled
technician. An engineer.

He knows as much about
the procedure as a surgeon.

Did I hire him?

His help was invaluable.

A sales technician would not
be allowed in an operating room

if it wasn't in the best
interests of the patient.

Now, if you'd look at this
thing with less emotion and...

Shut up with your less
emotion. Mr. Gabriel, please...

Lies I got out of
you. Nothing but lies.

"It's not a physical problem,
it's an attitude problem.

"You're not trying in
therapy, Mr. Gabriel."

The fact is, there is no need for you to be
in a wheelchair. There is no need at all!

You could be on crutches.

Of course with crutches, there
would be a certain discomfort.

Pain! Not discomfort. Pain!

I ought to kill you where you
stand. I ought to kill you slow.

Not like Rosendahl. It
was too good for him.

Then you did kill
Dr. Rosendahl and Gilda Stern?

I ought to kill you
where you stand.

Take him down to
Interrogation Room 3.

Read him his rights.

You don't have
to wrap them, Rita.

We're just going to
open them up anyway.

Hey, it's not a present
unless it's wrapped.

Now it's nothing much, you
understand. It's nothing big.

What is it with you and gifts,
Rita? You remember the last time?

You remember the difficulty I had
getting you to take that car back?

Well, this you will
keep. I made sure.

It's got initials.

Okay, open it up.

Oh!

Oh, my!

It's a necklace.

Hey, Rita, that's nice.

Did you make that
in your jewelry class?

Yeah. Here, let me
help you get it on.

Oh, Rita. The... The shirt,
it don't go with it. Better not.

It'll look great with your
shirt. It's what you call basic.

It goes good with
everything. Put it on.

You really like it, Den?

Are you kidding? It's terrific.

Good. You got one, too.

That is terrific.

I'm gonna keep mine in the box

'cause I'm, you know, I'm
kind of, sort of, in uniform.

Dennis, it goes with everything.

Go on. Put it on. Yeah.

Jim, that's for you.

Yeah, well, it's not a
necklace. What is it? Earrings?

Oh, don't be a
clown. Open it up.

Oh, did that wire cut you?

Oh, I'm sorry. I made it
special. I didn't have time to fix it.

Rita, that's really nice.

It's a money clip.

You'll have something
to put in it when I pay you.

Yeah, well, speaking
of money, Rita,

you never did
really explain to me

what happened to the
money that Maggie left you.

Oh, yeah.

Well, you're not going to say
that I should know better, right?

And you're not going to
give me any static? No.

And I'm not gonna have to hear
about it from you for the rest of my life?

There was this guy...

Rita...

Oh, yeah, but, Jim, I had
such a good time spending it.