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[music playing]

ANNOUNCER: Let's give
the lord an ovation.

Sweetheart, do
you have a headache?

Take a couple aspirin.

Do you want me to send
Sammy over to pick you up?

Now, you be ready.

All right.

Thank you.

Sam, pick them both
up on 4th Street.

Do I have to babysit for you?

Huh?

You know, there are not enough
of these in the entire world

to get me out
there on that disk.

With the right partner,
you'd be out there in a second.

- Oh.
- Get Nick for me, Sammy.

CHRIS LORENZO: You make a point.

For example, if I went
out there with you,

nobody would even notice me,
so that would be all right.

Buy you a refill?

Why don't I ask my date?

Ah, date.

Yeah, why don't
you ask your date?

I'll buy him one, too.

Big day for me.

Chris.

Chris [inaudible].

Sonny Kurtz.

How you doing, Sonny?

Nice to meet you.

What's your drink?

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you, uh,
get Lisa here a drink?

Keep her company.

All right.

Jack Sorkin.

I remember you were running
bootleg auto parts in Detroit.

You still got that
trucking outfit?

It's a money
loser, but, you know,

I've never been able to bring
myself to close it down.

It's-- it's my roots, you know?

My starting business.

But believe me,
it's nothing now.

So now it's
bootleg video tapes.

The latest titles for a few
nickels worth of plastic.

Yeah, but those
nickels add up.

Especially when
they're squandered

on useless competition.

Here we go again.

Jack here wants to be the
only pirate in Palm Beach.

No offense to you,
Mr. DiBarto, but I've

heard Jack's pitch before.

All I'm saying is we
have a golden goose here.

I don't want to see it
killed by ignorance.

DONNIE DIBARTO:
The way I hear it,

you're being killed
by the New York boys.

They're undercutting your prices
with the big video chains.

We could stay in the game
If we pool our resources,

modernize.

Move into computer
software, video games.

Get real, Sorkin.

We're talking a
lot of dough here.

We dish out that kind
of money, it'd be

years before we make it back.

Yeah.

You make more money per
day with your trucks.

You got someplace more
important to go to, Sid, then

go.

You too, George.

Could be a real
moneymaker here.

I guarantee it.

SONNY KURTZ: Give me a break.

For who?

All Jack here wants
is us working for him.

Yeah.

And ain't no way
that's happening.

Like I said, could be
a real moneymaker here.

For the guy who
gets to ship this

stuff all over the country.

I appreciate your considering
me for this opportunity,

but I regretfully decline.

Now, if you'll excuse
me, it's Dutch's bedtime.

[music playing]

Interesting.

Interesting.

Yeah.

All right.

Let's go.
All right.

Thanks, sport.

Hey, the name's Chris.

Where's the party at, man?

This one's private, all right?

See ya.

ANNOUNCER: Let's give
the lord an ovation.

Damn.

Come on.

Come on.

Let's go.

[theme music]

[vocalizing]

NARRATOR: It's as true in
Palm Beach as it is anywhere.

Some things in life
just don't mix.

Some people say booze
and bubbles don't

go well, although
others swear they

should always go hand-in-hand.

I guess it depends on
who's pouring the booze

and who's blowing the bubbles.

[music playing]

Ready for bobbing for apples?

Ladies before gentlemen.

No, no, no, no.

Age before beauty.

Oh.

Oh.

[gasping]

[vocalizing] Wait up.

Hello.

Good morning.

We, uh, drag you
out of bed again?

What, do I have bags
under my eyes or what?

No, but you certainly look like
you shaved in an awful hurry.

You know, you wouldn't happen
to be, say, a detective, now,

would you, Detective?
- Just hold still.

Got it.

Well, never can be too
safe these days, you know?

Oh, now that--

that is low.

Hello, doctor.

What's up, Doc?

I guess he liked the feel
of wet tile on bare skin.

Or maybe bare
skin on bare skin.

Well, no signs of any company.

No, he just mixed some champagne
with some allergy pills,

got a little too relaxed,
slid in, and drowned.

And so why did you call us?

Because the recently
departed was on our party list.

This is the cat I was trying
to cozy up to last night.

Oh, your loan
out gig in Bunco.

Yes.

We were both at the disk club.

That's Jack Sorkin's place.

The one with all the cameras.

See, Sorkin and Kurtz are
both videotaped counterfeiters.

Now, Bunco got a big tip that
there was a meeting last night

and that the business
was headed for a shakeup.

Well, I would say it's
already starting to happen,

wouldn't you?

Sergeants, from
what I see here, I

have to call this an accident.

Any blow to the head?

Nothing like that.

Bruises?

MEDICAL EXAMINER: Nope.

Scratches?

Not even a mosquito bite.

Check under the nails.

They've been in
chlorine for six hours.

Hm.

What is it?

Well, I'll need a
microscope to tell.

Guess.

Epidemic enigmatic matter.

Skin and blood.

Skin and blood.

Like he tried to
scratch somebody.

Somebody was holding
his head under the water.

I'm impressed.
- Don't be.

I knew he wasn't
alone here last night.

Thank you, Doctor.

You've been holding out
on me again, haven't you?

Haven't you?
- No.

I thought about stopping by.

You know, around 3:00 AM.

But I figured, there
you were all curled

up with your little teddy bear.

You know, old Edgar.

It's Albert.

Albert.

Now, what else
haven't you told me?

Well, your pal
Donnie "Dogs" met

with Kurtz behind closed doors.

He is not my pal.

Well, try telling him that.

Look, will you stay
here and write this up?

I've got to get over
to the disk club

and check out Sonny's tub mate.

All right.
Hey, guys.

See you next time.

See you.

JACK SORKIN: Jack Sorkin.

Sergeant Lorenzo, Palm
Beach Police Department.

But you heard
about Sonny Kurtz.

News travels fast.

It was on the morning news.

Too bad, though.

Hell of a nice guy.

Yeah.

He left here last
night with a girl.

I believe her name was Lisa.

About 5' 8", brunette.

Oh, lovely Lisa.

Yeah.

Well, she may have
left with him,

but she sure came
back in a hurry.

You see, she was here all night.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

What are you talking about?

Your fire limit's what--

I bet it's 250.

You had 500 people
in here last night.

Pretty convenient to
remember the comings

and goings of one person.

Convenience had nothing
to do with it, Sergeant.

Every once in a while,
one of our patrons

gets a little carried
away on a disk.

It makes them, uh, memorable.

[music playing]

Lisa.

There were 500 people here
last night, like you said.

499 of them had their eyes
on that girl right there.

She did this on and off
for about two hours.

Well, ME put the time of death
the same time as your friend's

jiggle show at the disk.

OK.

So maybe this Kurtz
and some other babe

are howling at the moon, right?

He digs his fingernails
into her back,

and then depleted of
all his manly strength?

He nods off in the tub.

According to this, there was
something other than champagne

in the bloodstream.

The allergy pills.

CHRIS LORENZO: It's
a similar compound

to those allergy pills, but it's
still an inconclusive match.

Yeah.

I think we're dealing
with a very smart killer.

The last time Franny
and I were in a Jacuzzi

together, I broke out in
hives the size of grapefruits.

Oh.

So which of these
video gonnifs stood

to benefit from offing Kurtz?

Well, we're not sure.

We're-- I'm trying to set up
a meeting with Donnie "Dogs"

DiBarto right now to
see if he can tell us.

CHRIS LORENZO: And I'm
going to go talk to Lisa.

Even if she didn't make
it back to Kurtz' house,

maybe she knows who did.

Please.

Can't tell me you didn't get her
address and phone number when

you were working undercover.

CHRIS LORENZO: Some
of us don't have

to hustle dates on the job.

Excuse me.

The bartender was
very cooperative.

OK?

He had to call a
cab for a one night.

They're going through
the logs as we speak.

Pardon me.

Are you two finished?

What?
What?

You're waiting for
the bell to ring?

Go.
Go.

Uh, thank you, sir.

[knock on door]

Coming.

Just a sec.

Hi.

Hi.

I just wanted to come by and
say I'm sorry about your friend,

Sonny Kurtz.

Do I know you?

- The disk club last night.
- Oh.

Oh, right.

Right.

I'm glad I'm so memorable.

Actually, it's Sergeant
Lorenzo, Palm Beach PD.

Mind if I come in for a minute?

Yeah.
Sure.

Thanks.

I'm a little underdressed
for an inquisition.

I've seen you in a lot less.

Oh, my-- my dance last night?

- Your dance last night.
- Oh, my.

Oh, my.

I'm so embarrassed.

Sonny turned out
to be a real jerk.

You know, not that I'm happy
that he's dead or anything.

It's just that, you know,
he started pawing at me

before I could even get
into the car, and I'm not--

I'm not that kind
of girl, you know?

No.

No, I didn't think that
you were that kind of girl.

I'm going to change.

Yeah.

Yeah.

I, um-- I went back to the
club and had a few drinks.

One too many, I guess.

Unless you're auditioning
for a new line of work,

yeah, I'd say you
had one too many.

No one has to pay me.

If I want someone to
see me naked, they do.

OK.

- You want a drink?
- No, thanks.

I'm on duty.

I'm on duty.

But I will settle
for a couple answers.

Did you see anybody leave
with Sony last night?

As soon as I dumped
that jerk, believe me,

I wasn't looking back.

Sounds like you didn't
know him very long.

I've only-- I've only
been here two weeks.

I was, um, just
testing the waters.

You know, thought it was time
to get out of the Rust Belt.

- What did you decide?
- About Sonny?

No, about the waters.

They were a little
chilly, but they're

starting to warm up a bit.

Do you know who Sonny
met with last night?

No, he was--

he was always doing business
on his cellular phone.

You know, but if I
remember something,

I could call you or something.

Yeah.

I'd appreciate that.

Would it make up for me
not remembering who you were?

No.

Just consider it a
community service.

Apparently you do
your job too well.

I thought after
Sonny's little accident

that the other two
would come around,

but the pathetic little
wimps want to believe

it really was an accident.

Well, I handled
it in a way that

will never get back to you.

Or maybe you knew it
would be more work for you.

What can I tell you?

I'm big on the work ethic.

Well, then pretend
you're on vacation.

Look, I'm going
to give Sid Rivers

and George D'Amato
one more chance

to sell me their businesses.

And if they don't?

As we discussed, 300 per.

Jack.

Jack.

You are not thinking
like a businessman.

OK?

I do one more, everything
seems to work out,

then a month later
your last little friend

might change his mind, right?

So?

I fly you back in.

Yeah, which will
put me on the line

and which will cost you big.

I'll make you an
offer right now, OK?

Half a million.

Package deal.

I do one or I do both.

Same price.

Now, what kind
of deal is that?

The kind with lots
of fringe benefits.

In fact, I have an
alibi for the next job

that you would not believe.

Donnie, thanks for coming.

Rita Lance, what
a pleasant surprise.

Uh, we being bugged?

If we are, I'm
going to fire that

big [inaudible] over there.

Didn't I invite you to lunch?

Rita, do you really
think a man in my position

accepts luncheon invitations
from our city's finest?

Right.

Of course.

So I just happened to be
here, and here you are.

Saw that schmo partner
of yours last night

the second I walked into
that cockamamie disk club.

I figured you wanted
to speak to me,

so I allowed this to happen.

So you already
have an idea of what

I want to talk to you about.

Stop.

Smell the antipasto.

I got prosciutto here.

Hand cut.

Carbonara.

[inaudible] in oil.

But did they did kill
the porpoise to get it?

I don't know.

Thank you.

[dog growling]

He loves porpoises.

Listen, Don--

Sit.

Eat.

I'm going to explain
a few things to you

so you know what you're eating.

OK.

Now, you take this prosciutto.

Perfectly smoked, hand cut.

A valuable commodity, correct?

Sure.

One slice of
prosciutto for the lady.

Now, suppose there's
some other guy over here,

also makes prosciutto.

What happens now?

I gain 10 pounds.

I get sick of prosciutto.

No.

The price of
prosciutto goes down.

See what I'm saying?

Is this the kind of
prosciutto that comes in a box

and plays movies?

Prosciutto.

They're making it
all over the country.

It's tough to compete.

But one thing never changes--

The pigs are very unhappy.

Funny.

You still have to get the
prosciutto from the butcher,

to the smokehouse,
to the market.

How do you do that?

By truck.

Another slice of prosciutto
for the lovely lady.

RITA LEE LANCE:
So the competition

drives the price of the
bootleg movies down,

but the guy who owns the
trucks, he continues to profit.

Who said anything
about movies?

The more prosciutto that
the guy has to deliver,

the more bacon he
gets to bring home.

Dutchy, I think the
young lady understands

the fine art of antipasto.

Jack Sorkin's got
a trucking operation.

That's how he got
started in the bootleg

business in the first place.

Never mention that
dirt bag's name.

Remember that, please.

But I'll tell you this.

Sonny Kurtz was
a real sweet kid.

Now, let's get to
the main course.

RITA LEE LANCE: So you
know what else he told me?

Whenever wise guys
hire outside shooters,

they must always go
back to their hometown.

You know something?

Huh?

If I didn't know
better, and I don't, I'd

say you like Donnie "Dogs."

RITA LEE LANCE: He's colorful.

CHRIS LORENZO: Colorful.

And roughly the same size
as, oh, Edgar the bear.

It's Albert.

Now, Chris, listen,
the thing is,

Sorkin is from Detroit, right?

So I called a
friend at Detroit PD

and I asked her to send
us a list of hitters.

See if it matches anything
we come up with here.

CHRIS LORENZO: All right.
Well, just promise me one thing.

When you and Donnie
go on Donahue--

RITA LEE LANCE: Mhm.

CHRIS LORENZO:
Don't use my name.

RITA LEE LANCE: Check it out

CHRIS LORENZO: Oh, my goodness.

It looks like some
merchandise is changing hands.

Yes, it does.

What do you say we go punch
their eject button a couple

times and see what comes out?

Yeah.

Oh, this is way too well-made.

It's why we get a little
bit more per unit than you do.

You two guys wouldn't be
colluding on price, now,

would you?

George and I have formed
a temporary alliance.

Oh, good.

So now I only have to
deal with one of you.

Look, Sorkin, we've
heard your spiel.

You said you had some
information about Sonny Kurtz.

That's why we're here.
- Oh, right.

Right.

I just thought
that maybe you guys

would be interested in the
fact that that type of accident

he had could be contagious.

You buzzed Sonny, didn't you?

Like I said, an accident.

In the light of
which I'm offering

to buyout your businesses,
your inventory, and all

of your distribution contracts.

I didn't think you
had the guts to do it.

But I'm not surprised.

Name your price.

Sonny was wet behind the ears.

He hung around with
those Hollywood types.

Your threats aren't
going to work with me.

Like I told Sonny,
I say my piece,

and then I do what I have to do.

You listen to me, you
two-bit truck driver.

You try pulling with me
what you did with Sonny,

and you'll have
a full scale war.

Thanks for the tapes, Sid.

I've never seen this one.

Hello.

Mr. Sorkin, a pleasure
to see you again.

I would like you to meet
my partner, Sergeant Lance.

- Hello.
- Pleasure.

"Fatal Proposal," huh?

I think I've lived
that one before.

So what do you
think, Detective?

Is it real?

Is it real?

Maybe you'd like
to see a receipt?

No, I wouldn't like
to see a receipt.

You know, if I were you,
I would see as many movies

as I could while I
was still a free man.

You know, I don't know what
you guys think I did wrong,

but when you figure it
out, please, do me a favor,

let me know.

Well, I'm sure you and
Lisa will have a great time

watching that tonight.

It's not a date.

Sure.

It's not a date.
[music playing]

You're not still
on duty, I hope.

No.

No, I got off duty about
an hour and a half ago.

I'm really glad
that you came back.

You know, being--
being new in town,

it's hard to meet new people.

No, come on, Lisa.

I bet you meet new
people all time.

Not the right people.

So you were telling me about
Sid Rivers and Sonny Kurtz.

Right.

Um, the last time you
were here, I wasn't--

I wasn't thinking too clearly.

But then I remembered
that a few nights

before, Sonny and I went
out, like on our first date,

more or less.

And he got a phone call,
and then he got really angry

and he started talking about
something like tomatoes.

I mean, that's how
he said it, anyway.

Tomatoes.

You say tomatoes,
I say tomatoes.

Wait a minute.

Could it have been D'Amato?

George D'Amato?

Yeah.

I mean, it could be.

Does that help you?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Maybe since you're off
duty, you know, we don't

have to talk about that stuff.

You could tell me
about yourself.

Oh.

Come on.

Yeah.

There's not much
to tell, actually.

Local boy takes a
walk on the wild side,

then he goes straight.

Well, you had
parents, though, right?

Yeah.

More or less.

I moved in with my Grandma
Rose when I was in high school.

You don't know
how lucky you were.

My folks were killed
in an accident right

after I was born, and I spent
my whole life in foster homes.

You didn't have
any other relatives?

Uh-uh.

I tried really hard not to
need more than they could give.

I mean, I understood the score.

I was an outsider.

You know, and I could deal with
it on-- on one level, kind of,

but, I mean, I was just a kid.

And it was always something.

A new family, or new foster
parents, or a new school.

After a while, I--

I just thought that it
was my fault, you know?

You were a teenager?

Well, that's when
it got really bad.

Man.

Emotions get out of
control at that age.

It can be tough.

I'm not talking about--

about pimples, or boys, or sex.

I'm talking about dreading
every day of my life, OK?

OK.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I-- I didn't mean to,
um, go off on you.

It's-- it's just that it's
right here all the time,

you know what I mean?

I'm sorry.

It's OK.

It's OK.

You know, you seem
pretty together to me.

I finally found a friend
who made me look at my life

and look at me, and who
convinced me that I mattered.

I guess I need
that reinforcement.

Maybe that's why I get too close
to people too fast sometimes.

Maybe that should tell
us to slow this thing down.

Or to go as fast as we can.

You're not just a
little bit scared?

No.

Not with you, Chris.

I feel safe with you.

I felt this way all the
way from the beginning.

Did you?

Lisa--

Shh.

[music playing]

NARRATOR: They say a
tin shield and romance

don't mix well either.

But funny thing about romance,
sometimes it sneaks up on you.

Like that first cold
chill on an ocean fog.

And sometimes romance
is just another name

for two people thrown together
in the heat of the moment.

Hi.

Yeah, it's me.

Everything's set.

Yeah.

He's here.

OK.

[gun shots]

[car horn blaring]

[phone ringing]

Yeah.
Lorenzo.

RITA LEE LANCE (ON PHONE): Yeah.

Listen, we get two
more guests of honor--

George D'Amato
and his bodyguard.

The two detectives responding
to the call said it was robbery,

but, uh, I think we
better crash the party.

Yeah.

Oh, um, I, uh, I
tried you at the house.

Well, I got up
early this morning.

Thought I'd get a
little exercise.

Exercise?

Really?

That doesn't sound
like you at all.

Yeah.
Well, you know, I'm flexible.

RITA LEE LANCE (ON PHONE): Mhm.

And what about Lisa?

Is she flexible too?

CHRIS LORENZO (ON PHONE):
See you a bit, OK?

CHRIS LORENZO: How close is
our surveillance on Sorkin?

If he sneezes, we
can wipe his nose.

He was nowhere near
George D'Amato,

and the same thing
goes for Sorkin's man.

You know, Donnie "Dogs"
led me to believe that Sorkin

would have hired outside help.

Maybe someone will turn up in
this stuff from Detroit PD.

Yeah.

We got any officers
canvasing the bar?

Yeah.

A couple of uniforms.

And since I trust them the
way I do, I think one of you

should get down there
and do it again, huh?

Captain, can I, uh, borrow
my partner for a second?

Yeah, if you stop
grinning like that.

Hey, listen, you hear this good,
nobody around here enjoys life

until I find out
why guys are getting

waxed right under my nose.
You got that?

Sure.

What do you got?

Does this look
like anyone we know?

You know, if that's
hair under that cap,

I would say she
looks a hell of a lot

like that topless
dancer confidant

informant mystery girl.

Yeah, well she's a better
dancer than she is performer.

Why doesn't that surprise me?

She was caught by a surveillance
camera leaving the scene

of an alleged mob hit.

Same description came back
from a similar hit in Chicago.

No names, no leads.

You dog.

You slept with her, didn't you?
You did.

I can see it in your eyes.

Uh, let's just say I spent
the whole night with her.

But you didn't sleep.

Of course you slept.

You needed your rest.

Before you jump
to any conclusions,

why don't you see
if you can pull

some prints up off of this.

Christopher, you
never cease to amaze me.

Even in a tender moment, your
cop instincts were unflagging.

Amongst other things, I'm sure.

Well, thank you very much
for the vote of confidence.

Hey, Butch and Sundance.

Bunco's moving in on Sid Rivers.

You want in?

Uh, which one of us is Butch?

You are.

Ha.

Thanks, Captain.

[music playing]

Go, go, go, go.

You're going to a
very lonely place, Sid.

What are you guys, comedians?

I get my mouthpiece
on the phone,

I'll be back behind
my desk in two hours.

Guess where they were headed?

It's a warehouse
for Sorkin's club.

Oh, looks like Sorkin
finally got to you, didn't he?

Read me my rights and
give me my two dimes.

You're a tough
guy, aren't you, Sid?

But not so tough when you heard
about George D'Amato getting

popped.

Why do I get the feeling
that it was Sid's turn next?

If we can keep
Sid under wraps,

we've got a way to
flush Sorkin out.

And we can nail this
hitter in the act.

You know, and I think I
know just the way to do it.

Cool.

Cannoli, fresh from
Toscano's Bakery.

Oh, I'm impressed.

You come all the way out here
just to bring me cannoli.

Well, why else?

Do you think I'd be
caught consorting

with a known underworld figure?

It's OK, Dutchy.

The sergeant's just
having a little fun.

You know, I think this cop
thing is standing in your way.

Really?

How else would you explain an
exceptional woman like yourself

and no man in her life?

Uh, no, thanks.

Actually, you know, I'm
glad you brought that up.

I need your advice on something.

My social life.

Well, that's why I'm here.

Well, good.

Let's just say,
hypothetically, that I'm dating

two guys in the same business.

I could see how
that would happen.

Unfortunately, it turns
out they're both stinkers.

So I start to think to myself,
wouldn't it be great to set

them against each other?

Make one think the
other one shot him down.

Start two businessmen
fighting amongst themselves.

Exactly.

[italian].

My beautiful rose turns
out to be a Venus flytrap.

I love this.

Exactly what business
are we talking here?

The prosciutto business.

See, unfortunately, these
two beaus of mine, they're

the only two prosciutto
makers left in town.

I heard they were
slicing it pretty thin.

RITA LEE LANCE: Yeah.

Unfortunately, the
guy with the trucks

is expecting a shipment
from the other guy,

only it's never going to arrive.

So I thought it
would be interesting

if word got out on the
street that he barreled

this pork somewhere else.

Why would I want to
be involved with this?

Well, like you said, Sonny
Kurtz, he was a sweet kid.

Hey.

You were just about
to write me a check.

Change of plans.

Sid Rivers' shipment
never made it.

Word is he's selling out
to some New York boys.

Aren't you glad
you made that, uh--

that deal with me?

Well, I'll sign one of these
for you when you're all done.

Oh, too bad my
juices always flow

whenever I see your signature.

Look, it's got to
be done soon, OK?

I need some peace
of mind on this.

OK.

You come to my place
this afternoon,

and I'll take care
of everything.

[phone ringing]

Yeah.
Lorenzo.

Hi, Chris.

It's me, Lisa.

Lisa, where are you?

I'm at my apartment,
and something really bad

is going to happen, Chris.

OK.

Tell me what's going to happen.

I can't.

I-- I need you to come here, OK?

I need your help, Chris.

Please.

OK.

Uh, you just sit tight.

OK.

Very convincing,
little sister.

You were born three
minutes before me

and you get to
call all the shots.

What would I do without you?

Don't think like that.

No one's ever going
to separate us again.

I want to go home.

Just a few more hours, Lana.

I promise.

Lisa, I don't know
if I can do this.

You have to.

OK?

Or everything falls apart.

Don't think about it.

Just do it.

See me doing it.

It's not even like it's you.

It's me.

OK?

What is this?

I'm going to sweat to
death in this thing.

Yeah.

Well, there are worse fates,
Sid, especially in your case.

I can't believe I'm
going along with this.

You know what?

You really don't
have a choice, Sid.

I mean, you could
run from Sorkin

for the rest of
your life, or you

could skip the preliminaries
and go straight to prison.

Now, Sid, I want you to
meet your new body guards,

officers Johnson and Gutierrez.

What, these two guys are
going to stop a bullet for me?

CAPTAIN HARRY: Don't
worry about it.

You're going to have police
protection every step

of the way, all right?

Lee Harvey Oswald had
police protection, too.

Look where it got him.

Look at the bright side.

You might be mentioned in
the next Oliver Stone movie.

So you got
everything all set up?

Yeah.

Yeah.

We put out a hot tip that
Sid is moving his inventory

to a new location.

My guess is is
that Sorkin's going

to try to hit on him then.

Stick with Sid.

Meantime, I want you
to look at this first.

What is it?

CAPTAIN HARRY: Open it.

RITA LEE LANCE: Lisa Bannon AKA
Lana Bannon AKA Laura Barclay.

CAPTAIN HARRY: Yeah.

Get Lorenzo on the horn.

If this girl's involved, I want
her in here for questioning.

No more playing footsie
under the table, all right?

Yes, sir.

[phone ringing]

Yeah, Lorenzo.

Yeah, Chris, listen, we got
the yellow sheets in on Lisa.

So what's the verdict?

Do I want to take her
home to meet the family?

RITA LEE LANCE (ON PHONE): Not
unless it's a Torino family.

Listen, her rap sheet could
paper this entire bullpen.

She's got smash and
grabs, armed robbery.

No prostitution, though.

Oh, Good we're safe then.

RITA LEE LANCE (ON PHONE): Yeah.

But she hasn't been arrested
for the last three years.

You know what, Chris?

Something about this
doesn't make sense.

What?

Look, Rita, I'm
at her apartment.

What doesn't make sense?

She did two months in
[inaudible] at the same

time she was serving a year for
felony embezzlement in Dixon.

I don't think that's what
they mean when they say

serving concurrent sentences.

Was she printed in both places?

Yeah, of course.

When they've got a felon
in hand, all they're doing

is checking them in.
- All right.

Maybe they want a
name photo, and never

cross checked the prints.

Same SS and same
FBI pad number.

You know, maybe the
dates are wrong.

Yeah.

The blood type on the raps, is
it a match what the ME found

underneath Kurtz' fingernails?

E positive and B positive.

All right.

Sergeant, come on.

Let's go.

Uh, Chris, listen.

We're on our way out
right now with Sid.

You, uh-- you stay
close, partner, OK?

You be careful.

OK.

Bye.

[knock on door]

Hi.

Come on in.

Hi.

You sounded upset on the phone.

Everything OK?

I just wanted to talk
to you about some things.

It's OK.

It's OK.

Come here.

Whatever it is you
need, I'm here for you.

You feel so good.

You got scratched
since yesterday.

I did?

I don't know how I did that.

Lisa Bannon,
you're under arrest

for the murder of Sonny Kurtz.

You know, you don't even
kiss like your sister.

Where is she?

Let's hold off on the
family reminiscing, OK?

CHRIS LORENZO: So what do
you do, you take turns?

Or did she ask to do Sid so
she could stay and practice?

What's he talking about?

Shut up, Jack.

Oh, you don't know, Jack?

You don't know why she comes
up with these airtight alibis,

do you?

You have a lot of
explaining to do, Lisa.

Starting with why
you bring a cop here.

He saw me leave
your club with Sonny.

And when I found
out he was a cop,

I decided to keep
an eye on him, OK?

Glad you gave that
job to your sister.

She's a hell of a lot
friendlier than you are.

What's all this
sister business?

My twin sister Lana.

Lana was afraid she wouldn't
be able to finish you off

if you started
figuring things out.

So I sent her off to do Sid.

It's a crock.

You're the hitter in the family.

Your sister never
killed anybody.

There's a first
time for everything.

[music playing]

How you guys doing, huh?

OK.

Now, as soon as you
see her, make a turn

and you follow her very closely.

My nose is killing me, man.

That's her.
Stay where you are.

I don't think she sees us.

I can't do this, Lisa.

I'm sorry.

I can't do this.

What the hell happened?

I have no idea.

Captain, get in
touch with Chris.

If he's still at her
apartment, he can head her off.

All right.

JACK SORKIN: What the
hell is going on here?

You told me your partner was
going to take care of Sid.

Yeah, and that's
exactly right.

And as soon as we get
the word that it's done,

you're going to help
me kill this cop.

You got me involved
with killing a cop?

[phone ringing]

It's not as clean
as I'm used to,

but we'll be long gone by
the time they find our friend

here at the bottom of a swamp.

Give me the cuffs.

Give me the cuffs.

Put them on him.
From behind.

CHRIS LORENZO: That's right.

You know about cuffs, don't you?

She's been cuffed 100 times.

See, Jack, she doesn't always
get away with this stuff.

That was before I found Lana.

Put them on.

Now you think you've
got the perfect alibi.

As far as your
computers are concerned,

there is no Lana Bannon.

Two people, one ID.

It's perfect.

I bet Lana loves that.

You have no idea what it's
like to be so close to someone.

We are the same person.

Oh!

[gun shots]

[inaudible].

You tell them where you're at.

[gun shot]

Drop the gun.

Unless you want your sister
to end up alone again,

you drop the gun.

OK.

You think you know, huh?

I know what your sister told
me about your parents dying.

She probably left
out some details,

but I think it was
pretty much the truth.

It was.

I'm sorry, Chris,
but you're going

to have to let my sister go.

He's not going to do it, Lana.

Shoot him now, OK?

I couldn't kill Sid.
I'm sorry, Lisa.

I couldn't do it.
- It's OK.

That doesn't matter, OK?

This matters.

Now, listen to me.

Lana, we'll get you some help.

My guess is you haven't
killed anybody yet.

You don't understand,
Chris, Lisa and I each

thought that we were
all alone, and then

we both went looking for our
birth parents at the same time.

Isn't that amazing?

And then we found each other.

Lana, they are going
to separate us again.

Now shoot him!

[tires screech]

You all right, Chris?

Everything's fine.

Lana here was just about
to put her gun down.

Lana, think about before
we found each other, OK?

We're never going to
be together again.

For the rest of your
life, Lana, we're never

going to be together again.

[music playing]

[gun shot]

It's OK.

We'll always be together.

Oh.

Lana!

Come on.

Please don't die.

Come on.
Come on.

Come on.

Wake up.

Please.

Please!

Oh, no!

RITA LEE LANCE: Chris?

You think my being a cop is
preventing me from having

a normal relationship?

What are you talking about?

We have a normal relationship.

Yeah.

I mean-- I mean,
you know, something

a little less platonic.

Oh.

Rita, I had no idea.

Not with you, you hound.

No, you-- you are totally
non-discriminating.

It's not true.

Sorry.

I didn't mean that.

No, it's all right.

It's all right.

You know, I wonder what it
was like for Lana and Lisa.

Growing up separately and then
suddenly finding each other.

It's got to be tough.

But why did Lisa have to
use her sister like that?

You know?

I don't know.

I guess maybe-- maybe
that happens sooner

or later in all relationships.

Not in ours.

No.

Not in ours.

No.

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