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(MultiCom Jingle)

(upbeat music)

- Okay.

(speaks in foreign language)

Guys, leave the cases here,this is not a working lunch.

- George, what is this, where are we?

- My little hideaway.

Little afternoon delight.

Trust me I think you'regoing to enjoy this.

- How'd you find this place?

- Came to me in a dream.

- Gentlemen, have a wonderful time.

- Thank you Treasure.

Tiffany!

- The usual, Mr. McDunna?

- You are reading my mind, yes indeed.

Champagne, only the best please.

And where's my girl, where is Jewel?

- I'll send her right over sir.

- Thank you.

- [Man In Shadows] Jewel.

- Hey hey, here she is.

This is Jewel.

Jewel, meet the guys here,

Moe, Larry, Curly.

- Well hi guys, welcome to Ambrosia.

- Now are you gonna dosome dancing for us?

I've been tellin' 'em all about you.

- Oh not all I hope Mr. McDunna.

- Ah, just a little bit.

- Actually I'm off for about an hour,

so I've gotta shower and change.

- Aw.

- You've never been backstage Mr. McDunna.

Wanna scrub my back?

- Whoo, go for it George.

- It won't take him longfellas, I promise you.

- Don't forget your shower cap.

- Jewel!

Jewel where are you sweetie?

Jewel?

- [Man At Desk] Hello George.

- Where's Jewel?

- George a couple weeks ago you wrote us

this check for $500, you remember that?

- Listen, Carter I don't appreciate this.

- And then you stopped payment on it.

Now a bounced check I can understand,

but a stopped payment,what is that all about?

- You listen to me Carter.

I spend a lot of money inhere and you know that.

I'm gonna dump a grand in here today.

- I appreciate it.

- So why don't we just call this thing

a cash rebate, okay?

- Okay George if that's the way you feel,

but see if I have partners to deal with.

So maybe you can explain to them

this idea about a cash rebate.

Mr. Bassham, Mr. SamPerdue, say hello to George.

- [Thug] Hello George.

- Hey, this is extortion.

And I'll go to the cops.

- I don't think so George.

Big time lawyer, family man,11:00 mass every Sunday, right?

But you just love to come down here

and stuff those 50s and 100sinto Jewel's G-string don't ya?

Don't ya?

$500 George, now.

- $525, service charge at the bank.

- Right, good to see ya George.

- I gotta call you back.

Win, Win, Lorelei's sick again.

She's in the ladies' room.

(Carter sighs)

- Laura are you in there?

- Win?

Come on in, it's okay.

- Are you okay baby?

- I'm still a little queasy.

- I want you to drink a little Coke

it'll settle your stomach.

- I don't wanna dance anymore.

I mean I don't look goodand I don't feel good.

- This is crazy Lorelei whydon't you just get rid of it?

- I'm not getting an abortion, Win.

I've wanted a baby for years.

And I'm not asking youto support us or nothing.

- I know.

- I just want this baby.

- Well in that case I guess

we better go out tonight and celebrate.

- Celebrate what?

- Celebrate what?

The baby.

And your retirement from dancing.

- Oh Win!

Thanks!

Oh I love you so much.

- Alright, 20 year oldCaucasian male, shot to death,

found in the Indiana dunes.

Now was he shot there or was he dumped?

- [Training Cop] He was dumped.

- How can you tell?

- Body position, no blood around,

tire impressions on the ground.

- Okay, what kind of vehicle was it?

(chuckles)

Come on now, look at the slide and think,

what kind of a vehicle was it?

- It's impossible to tell from the slide.

- No, no it's not impossible to tell.

It was a van.

Look, if it was a regular car,

there'd be footwear impressionsall around the place, right?

You gotta get outta the car,you gotta open the trunk

and you gotta haul thebody outta the trunk.

The van, you just move back open the door,

shove the body out.

It was a van.

You have to look at the crimescene and you have to think.

Alright, why don't wehave a cup of coffee,

maybe you'll all wake up.

Hit the lights, huh?

- So this guy Reed, he's been around,

he's made some big time busts.

How come he's still a Sergeant?

- 'Cause one of thosebusts was another cop.

Sheriff.

- He busted the Sheriff?

(laughs)

Well, he's got guts.

- Well it was not a good career move.

Reed's smart, he'll learn from it.

But he's like Typhoid Mary around here.

If you wanna survive, don't get too close.

- Look, how can I sell carsif you don't ship 'em to me?

I under, look, we're lookingat a record year here,

but you gotta send me the cars.

(intercom buzzes)

Fine, you call me tomorrow.

- What?

- [Secretary] Mr. Carter,Congressman Peterson is calling

from Washington aboutthe Communion Breakfast.

- I'll call him back.

Bonnie, I want you toenjoy this car, okay?

- Uh huh.

- If there's anything Ican do, you gimme a call.

- Thank you Win, bye bye.

- When'd this one come in?

- An hour ago.

- Alright.

That looks good.

No rust.

Hey!

Be careful with that wheel.

It's worth a couple hundred bucks.

Nice.

Nice.

Come on.

Bring it.

- Hey, how 'bout this one?

Can't be more than six months old.

- Valet parking and a key making machine.

What a concept.

- Yeah, especially whenthe cons don't wanna admit

they were sitting in a toplessbar when this car was stolen.

- Yeah?

Who?

Right, right, right.

I'll take care of it.

Mikey.

Listen I'll see ya tonight.

Don't forget, nothing too fancy

and four doors if possible, alright?

- So you think Nicolewould like this John?

- That's what's known as arhetorical question, Dad.

(laughs)

Sergeant Reed, pleased to meet you.

I'm Win Carter.

- Hi, Mr. Carter.

This is my son, John junior.

- Just John.

Pleased to meet you Mr. Carter.

- Hi John.

You guys looking for a convertible?

- Oh no, my daughter's getting her license

and it was kinda pretty, so.

- I'll make ya a hell of a deal.

- If it's more than 50bucks it's outta my league.

(laughs) Now I'm here totrade in my old cruiser.

- Well it's all set.

Just gotta sign the papers.

Come to my office.

- Yeah, thanks.

- I've heard a lot about you Jack.

You know I got a lotta friendsin the Sheriff's department.

I try to do what I can for the guys.

So if you change your mindabout that convertible

just give me a call, alright?

- Alright, thanks, appreciate it.

- Listen John, could you justwait outside for a second?

I wanna talk to your dad for a minute.

- Go ahead, I'll be right there.

- I wanna give you somepasses to Ambrosia.

- What, the topless place?

No, no, no.

- No, it's a very nice club.

Seriously, you don't use 'em,

give 'em to your friends, whatever.

- Uh yeah okay.

- Alright?- Sure.

- Here's your keys.

- Great.

Now let's talk about that convertible.

You'd be surprised whatkinda deal I can make you.

- (sighs) Yeah, I bet.

- I'll even throw ina roll bar, no charge.

- Okay.

Thanks a lot.

- You take care.

- [Woman On P.A.] Pricecheck on four please.

Wally I need a price check on four.

- Roller bar.

Listen, I think maybe we better

get another bag of charcoal, okay?

- Hey can I get a frisbeefor the picnic today?

- Hey, it's your allowance.

But we gotta move, alright?

Get it.

- Hey man, let me cut in here.

I just got this one thing.

- Yeah, okay.

(grunts)

- It's party time!

- Listen sport, you mindif I get with my bro here?

- Alright, come on, come on fellas.

Now this is a line, huh?

(men laughing)

- How much?

- It's $39.95.

- Outrageous.

For three cases of beer?

- Hey fellas, could you pick up the nuts?

- We're busy.

- [First Customer] Come,I get a nickel back.

I gave you two 20s.

- Actually you owe me$2.84 more for the tax.

- Tax?

I don't pay tax.

It's against my principles.

Look at this, the box is ripped.

Not gonna pay full price for a ripped box.

Come on, I get a nickel back,

I gave ya two 20s, come on.- Get outta the way.

Alright, that's enough.

That's enough.

You get over there, youpay her what you owe.

You, pick up that garbage.

Do it right now.

Alright fellas tell me, howmuch trouble you want today?

- I'll call the managerabout the ripped box.

- No, no, no, don't call a manager.

He'll be glad to pay the full price

and he'll be glad to pay the tax too.

Aren't you?

- Sure, no big deal.

- Good, now do it.

Pick up that junk, go on, move it.

- I'll remember you cop.

- Yeah, I'll remember you too.

Especially the smell.

(sighs)

Wait a minute, hold up.

You okay?

- Yeah.

I can't stop shaking.

- Yeah, I know, it's upsetting.

- What's the matterwith those guys anyway?

Why do they do things like that?

- (sighs) That's a tough question John.

Why do people do bad things?

I'm afraid you're gonna grow up in a world

where more and more peoplejust don't believe in anything,

they don't care about anythingexcept self gratification

and fear and guys like that,

those guys are losers and they know it.

They like to make people afraid,

because they confuse fear with respect.

You know what I mean?- Dad?

- What?

- I've stopped shaking.

- Okay wise guy, the speech is over.

Get in the car.

Go long, go long.

- [Charles] Fat hand.

- [Jack] Okay right this way.

(men yelling)- Oh man, look at that.

(women exclaim)

- What are you doing Charles?

- [Jack] Get outta there, get outta there.

- Go away, go away.

(laughing)

- Nicole, don't go too far, okay honey?

Kids look wonderful.

Martin's gotten so tall.

Has it been two years?

- Well I'm working fulltime at the hospital

and Charles' schedulechanges every few weeks.

It's hard to make plans.

Maybe if Charles gets this promotion.

- For Lieutenant?

Is he eligible?

- Sure, he's been a Sergeantfor five years now, so.

- Oh, Arlene I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

You know Jack was Sergeant

when Charles joined the department.

Don't get me wrong Mary Alice,

Jack will never be promoted.

I know that and it's okay,'cause he did the only thing

that he could do.

Those officers wereinvolved in terrible things.

What upsets me is that every year

he gets his heart broken all over again.

He takes the test, hedoes well, and nothing.

He just refuses to believe that,

that they can be so unfair.

- Well that's one thing Charlesand I have going for us,

we know about unfair.

- (scoffs) Yeah.

- Okay.

Okay.

I must go now.

Si, gracias.

- Let me in.

You ready darling?

Oh, you look good.

Ah, we're gonna have agood time tonight, alright?

- Who is that?

Is that you Gravedigger?

- Yeah, he's gonna pick up some blow

and then drop us off,don't worry about it.

- So he's not gonna bewith us the whole night?

- Absolutely not, mwah.

- [Lorelei] Goodnight Barbara.

- How's this?

- A little further.

- We go any further we'll be in the water.

Well then this is fine.

- [Gravedigger] You got a flashlight?

- I don't need a flashlight.

- Where are you guys going?

- Come on baby, let's take a walk.

- Where?

- Come on.

Come on.

- [Jack] Hey.

What are you doing here?

- Hey Jack.

I'm here to see Galvin.

Got a call for the desk sergeant.

- Really?

- Yeah.

I think it's about the promotion.

- Yeah, they usually postthe test results first.

- I hope they don't post mine,

'cause I know I screwed it up.

- Reed!

I'll be with you in a minute Silvera.

- Yes sir!

- Close the door.

I wanted to be the first to tell ya.

You got the highest score ever recorded

on the lieutenant's exam.

- Really?

Gee, that's great, thanks.

- But you're not gonna get the promotion.

Tough Reed, I really feel bad.

- Now what the hell'sgoing on here Galvin?

I know there's anopening for a lieutenant.

- Sergeant Silvera'sgonna get the promotion.

- Silvera?

Silvera's a property clerk.

He screwed the test up, he just told me.

You just said I got the highest score.

- You know about race norming Reed?

Yeah, you got the highestscore on the exam,

Silvera got the highest scoreamong the minority officers.

That means you both get the same grade.

That's race norming.

And since he's a memberof an oppressed minority,

he gets the promotion.

- And you get thesatisfaction of telling me,

is that the deal?

- You sent my Mike Corbett away for life.

I'm never gonna forget that.

- Mike Corbett was aslime ball and a murderer.

- He was a cop and he was my friend

and we worked together for 17 years.

- Are we through here?

- Yeah, one more thing.

I want Silvera to workwith you for a while.

As you pointed out,

he doesn't know that much about homicide.

So I want you to teachhim everything you know.

Shouldn't take long.

- (scoffs) Everything I know

or everything I think he'll understand?

- Easy now, that sounds racist.

DeKalb County just called.

They got a homicide up at the quarries.

Take him with you.

And send Silvera in here.

I wanna congratulate him.

(ominous music)

- Hey look Jack, we're gonnabe spending some time together,

so maybe we should deal with this.

- Eh, what's to deal with?

They just found another wayto screw me, that's all.

- What do you want me to do?

Apologize, you don't know nothing

about being screwed, trust me.

- Oh please, don't gimme that

nobody knows the troubleI've seen routine, huh?

Because you didn't getscrewed this time pal, I did.

Me, my wife and my kids.

- Well then try it onJack, it hurts, don't it?

'Cause it's unfair.

And it's always been unfair.

Only it's your turn now.

(unsettling music)

What the hell's going on?

- [Jack] They don't getmuch entertainment out here.

- [Guy On Right] Hey Jack.

- Sheriff, how you doing?

- Good to see ya.

- This is Charles Silverafrom the department.

- [Sheriff] Oh, how you doing?

- [Jack] What do we got?

- Oh young, good looking woman.

Gunshot.

Must've been last night 'causeshe ain't been rained on.

- Look, there's an instantcamera in the glove box,

would you get it for me please?

- Oh Blair, this here's Blair Watson.

He found her about seven a.m.

- Mr. Watson.

- He was going fishing in the quarry.

- I thought it was a dummy,you know one of those

store window dummies.

- [Jack] Yeah, yeah.

- [Sheriff] Okay, welllet's go take a look.

- Well it does look like a dummy.

- Yeah, people always say that.

Well she walked here, she wasn't dragged.

- Maybe she was carried.

- No, no, it happened right here.

See that blood spray right there?

That's an exit wound.

It's a lotta blood.

Let's take a look.

Beautiful young girl.

Yeah, yeah, see that?

Look at that.

It's a short barrel,357 or maybe even a 44.

Up close and personal too.

- How you know?

- Well I'm just guessing,but the size of the hole,

the blast pattern, it'sextremely close range.

Now wait, see look at this one over here.

That's a postmortem wound.

She was dead when they shot here there.

- How can you tell?

- Because there'sabsolutely no blood at all.

Her heart wasn't pumping.

That's good, that'sgood, that's very good.

- What's good?

- Postmortem woundsusually mean great rage

or maybe more than one killer.

Either way it's very careless.

Look at that.

Get a picture of that.

That looks like a biker tattoo to me.

Look at her eyes.

All red and swollen.

She was crying.

Poor kid knew she was gonna get killed.

Here, look, shift over here for a second.

Get a picture down herebefore I lift her dress.

Yeah, yeah, look at that.

- Now what are you doing man?

- Look at this, comehere, take a look at this.

- Look at what?

- See her tan line?

Look at the way she shaved down here.

- What about it?

- She wore a G-string.

Who wears G-strings?

- Strippers.

- Yeah, a lotta motorcyclemamas work as topless dancers.

Alright.

Okay we'll let forensicpeople do their thing.

You know Detective Kennedy?

- Yeah, I met him.

- Alright, I want you to take my car.

See if you can find him.

I want you to show him those photos.

Especially the one with the tattoo.

He's an expert on motorcycle gangs.

Maybe he can tell us whatthe name of the gang is,

you know whether they havea special tattoo artist,

if they run any topless bars,

anything else you can think of.

I'll ride back to the morgue with her.

You can catch up with methere or maybe at the office.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Okay.

- Alright.

- Hey Billy.

I'm sorry I had to get outta there.

Sometimes that electric sawof yours just gets to me.

What's the matter?

- God, I could do with a drink.

- What are you talking about?

You haven't had a drink in 10 years.

- Doesn't bother meJack, most of the time.

It's important work.

I'm good at it.

- What's the matter Billy, what happened?

- She was pregnant.

About four months, little boy.

- Sorry, I didn't know.

(sad music)

- I got it, I got an ID on her,

I found the tattoo guy.

He didn't wanna say anything so I told him

I'd come back with the Board of Health.

You should see this rat hole.

She's Lorelei Bradley, 27, Igot her address and everything.

What's the matter?

(exclaims)

- Burn in hell the dirty rotten bastards.

Rotten bastards.

(woman yelling in distance)

- [Charlie] Why the toys?

- She ran a little daycare center.

Most of the women around here work.

- Did she have a license?

- No, she didn't have no education.

She just loved kids andshe was good with 'em too.

She was gonna have oneof her own in November.

- [Jack] You know who the father was?

- I don't know.

- We're gonna take thesepictures with us, okay?

Do you know who picked her up last night?

- Listen, I mind my own business.

I don't get involved.

She was a good person.

She just never had no advantages.

She loved people and especially kids.

She was just trying to makea a better life for herself.

It's a shame.

- But you don't get involved, right?

(upbeat music)

- Hey buddy.

You ever seen this woman before?

Have you ever seen this woman before?

- Huh?

(crowd exclaims)

(machine crashes)

- Do I have your attention now?

Show 'em the picture.

Look at it, look at it!

Her name was Lorelei Bradley.

She was 27 years old, and she was pregnant

and she was one of your own.

I think the guy that killedher was one of you too.

You tell him I'm coming after him.

- Hey, who's gonna pay for that?

- I wouldn't say a wordif I were you mister.

Understand not a word until that man

is at least three miles away.

I mean he's looking tokill somebody tonight

and it could be you.

By the way I didn't see

an amusement tag sticker on that thing.

Now you ladies and gentlemen,you have a nice night.

(chuckles)

What are you doing man?

This isn't Dodge City andyou ain't not Wyatt Earp.

Look, I'm taking youhome and spend some time

with your family, get your head straight.

Damn, I'm supposed tobe learning from you.

You're crazy as a junkyard dog.

(somber music)

- She had books all over the place.

Self help books and books on raising kids.

She made lists, lists ofnames, boys names, girls names.

You remember when we did that?

- I remember.

- She ran a kind of a daycarecenter for the local kids

in this cheap little trailer.

You know she had their photographs up,

she had their drawingshanging all over the place.

It was alright.

- Seems like a nice person.

- Yeah, see the bikers,they know who did it,

but they're not gonna say anything,

not to a cop of course.

- Well Jack you need to sleep.

Come on.

Let's go to bed.

- She was trying so hard.

It just got to me I guess.

- I know, I've seen it before.

- How ya feeling?

- I feel better.

My family got my head straightlike you said they would.

- Good.

Why are we here this morning?

- Oh it's the Friday morning follies,

there's a weekly case conference.

Yeah, Lieutenant Galvin,he gives us all kinds

of good advice and we sit there

and we pretend like he knowswhat he's talking about

and we go back to work.

- Jack, what goes clip clop,clip clop, clip clop, bang?

- I don't know Eddie, what?

- An Amish drive by shooting.

- Eddie, this is Charlies Silvera,

Charles.

- Eddie Durkson, detective with the city.

Does liaison with the D.A.'s office.

- New lieutenant, that's great man.

Diversity that's where it's at.

Multiculturalism, absolutely.

- Uh, right on brother.

- Absolutely right on man.

- I'm gonna go make some callsabout those topless bars.

- Okay Charles, thanks.

- Affirmative action, what a load of crap.

- Oh come on, wait a minute.

Well how about youraffirmative action program?

Your cousin Mickey downthe mayor's office.

God knows you didn't get that gold shield

'cause of your brains and hard work.

- Now wait a minute.

- Alright, you men ready?

- Born ready sir.

- Oh god.

Eh professor Galvin andthe chief detectives.

Couldn't find his own asswith both hands and a roadmap.

He's got a pretty goodaffirmative action program

going too doesn't he?

Every election day forhis pals in the machine.

- [Eddie] Jack, what's the problem?

I'm on your side.

- (scoffs) You know that's whatscares me most of all Eddie.

- Okay we got one more here.

Bradley, Lorelei Bradley.

Oh yeah biker babe.

What you got?

- Well not much, hasn'teven been 24 hours yet.

We'll keep working on thebiker angle of course.

If I'm right about her being a dancer,

once we find out where she worked,

maybe we'll get something going.

- Reed and his cheap homicides.

Nobody cares what thesemotorcycle scuzballs

do to each other,

especially when they doit in another county.

Give it three days and file it.

Okay, that's it.

- Sergeant Reed, LoreleiBradley one of yours?

- Yeah why?

- Guy on the phone says she's missing.

- My desk.

Hello, who am I talking to?

- Yeah, this is WinCarter down at Ambrosia.

- Eh?

Ah this is Jack Reed.

- Oh hey Sergeant Reed, how you doing?

Yeah that convertible'sstill got your name on it.

Okay.

Well it's probably nothing,

but one of our dancers didn'tshow up for work last night.

And we can't reach her at home

so I figured I'd callone of my pals down there

and see if you knew anything.

(unsettling music)

Her name's Lorelei Bradley.

And you know, just kinda worried.

(jazzy music)

It's a terrible thing.

She's only been here a few months.

We all liked her a lot.

I guess she just got tangledup with the wrong customers.

Anyway talk to whoever you want.

We'll do whatever we can do help.

Alright?

- Yeah thanks a lot Mr. Carter.

Okay.

- Yeah, I knew Lorelei.

Nice kid.

Probably moonlighting, gothooked up with the wrong guy.

- Moonlighting?

You mean prostitution?

- Yeah, well you didn't hear that from me.

It's a bad word around here.

But it happens.

- Look, a lotta girlscome and go through here.

Most of 'em are pretty self destructive.

Booze, drugs, gettingmixed up with some creep.

I liked Lorelei but you've gotta be smart

to survive in this world.

And she wasn't smart.

I have to go now.

- This could be a grave.

I mean I don't know.

What is this, an arrow?

- That don't mean nothing.

She was doodling.

- Yeah, maybe.

- Hell I'll just go back and ask her.

- No, no, no.

She is trying to tell us something.

She must be scared to death.

No, why don't we just hang on to it.

- What did uh, what's his name, Carter

say about the biker gangs?

- He says he runs theplace for a partnership.

He doesn't know all the owners.

He doesn't think any of them are bikers.

But I'll tell you something,

some of his employees like tattoos.

Picking this up was smart.

See you've got good instincts.

- Yeah?

Well I hope so.

'Cause I don't have anyidea what I'm doing here.

(Jack chuckles)What now?

- Beats the hell outta me.

(laughs) Why don't we goback to the trailer park.

- So, funeral's at 10.

We'd be glad to take ya if you wanna go.

- The buses are still running out here,

I'll take myself.

- Well thank you ma'am,that's very nice of you.

Appreciate it.

Ms. Rooney, we heardLorelei was a prostitute.

- You heard a downright lie.

That sweet girl wouldn'tdo nothing like that.

- Hey, come on now.

We're not talking aboutMother Teresa here.

She was a topless dancerand she had a record

for prostitution 10 years ago.

- And what has that gotto do with anything?

That girl had nothing, you understand?

And she raised herself.

And she come a long ways too.

- Well, maybe she didn't come so far, hmm?

Maybe she was back in business again

and some John took herup there to the quarries,

that's what they do up there you know,

it saves the price of a motel.

Maybe she was hookin' again,only you just didn't know it.

- You get the hell outta here.

I don't like the way you're talking

you damn dirty mouth cop.

Get outta here.

- Alright, that's enough Reed.

How many times do I have to tell you,

you gotta have respect for people.

Now get out.

Go wait for me in the car.

- Yes sir.

Yes sir, I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, I apologize for him.

He's an old time cop.

You know he has a bad mind.

- And why would you have adirty white man like that

working for ya in the first place.

It's a disgrace.

- Well he won't be around much longer.

That's what everybody'sstarting to believe.

That she was back in prostitutionand that she was killed

by a customer.

- No she wasn't.

She left here with somebody she knew.

Two somebodies.

She called one of 'em's name, I heard it.

- What did you hear?

- Gravedigger.

- What?

- She said "Is that you Gravedigger?"

Listen, I'm not gonna say any more.

Don't ask my no more questions.

- Yeah, yeah sure.

It's not an arrow, see it's a shovel.

Grave and a shovel.

Gravedigger.

Nice work in there.

Much as I hate to admitit, you're good at this.

- It was fun.

I'm gonna enjoy orderingyou around for real.

Now what?

- Well now we try to find Gravedigger.

Let's hope he's got a record

and that name is in the alias file.

- So I hear you studied to be a priest.

That's a hell of a jump youknow from priest to cop.

- Nah, not really.

Not when you hear confessions

and then there's that vow of poverty.

(phone rings)

- Yeah, Reed.

Yeah, wait a minute, hold on.

We got a possible Gravedigger.

Yeah, what's the address?

(garbled radio chatter)

Hey guys, listen we gotta talk to this guy

about a homicide.

Now he could be the shooter,

so who knows what's gonna happen.

How 'bout two in frontand one in the back, okay?

(loud clattering)

(upbeat music)

(man yells from inside)

Mike Edwards.

Thanks Mike.

- Hey, what is it?

Hey come on, I'm clean guys.

What's going on here?

- Just wanna talk to you, talk.

So let's talk.

- About what?

- About Lorelei Bradley.

- Never heard of her.

- We got a witness that saw you with her

a couple hours before she was killed.

- Did you kill her Mike?

- No, I told you I never heard of her.

- Then you got nothingto worry about, right?

You gonna invite us in?

- Ah, it's pretty messy now.

- [Jack] Ah, it's okay, we don't mind.

- Aren't you supposed tolike read me my rights

or something like that?

- Why?

We're not arresting you.

We just wanna talk to you.

- So what were you doingwith Lorelei that night?

- I wasn't doing nothing withher 'cause I wasn't with her.

- Somebody says you were.

- Well maybe it wassomebody that looked me.

- Eh, someone who has the samename too, huh Gravedigger?

- I hate that name.

- Hey, what's this?

You gotta a rookie Nolan Ryan here.

You shouldn't leave it out like that.

It needs a case.

- A case?

Look like I got moneyfor something like that?

- A plastic case costs 50 cents,

it protects somethingworth maybe 300 bucks.

- [Mike] 300 bucks, are you sure?

- Where'd you get these?

- Um.

- Ambrosia.

Do you know who worked at Ambrosia, Mike?

- You get 'em from Lorelei, Mike?

- Hey, I tell ya I don't know Lorelei.

- Did you steal 'em?

- No, I didn't steal 'em.

I'm supposed to hand'em out at gas stations,

bars and--

- Wait, did you work at Ambrosia?

- No not really, I just help out,

you know once in a while.

- So when was the lasttime you helped out Mike?

- I don't know, I guessa couple weeks ago.

- Is that when you met Lorelei?

- Nah, I tell ya I didn't know Lorelei.

- Hey, we gotta go, okay?

Thanks a lot.

- What are you doing?

We were almost there.

- Yeah, no warrants,no Miranda declaration.

So if the poor dope givesit to us we can't use it.

- So where we going?

- Listen fellas, we gottago get some warrants.

Stick around, alright?

Make it nice and obvious.

And I'll clear it with your bosses.

Thanks.

Alright, now you can drive me home

so I can spend some timewith my wife and kids.

You go do the paperwork, youpick me up and we come back.

- What about my wife and kids?

- Hey, you're gonna be a lieutenant.

You'll never have to work again.

- [Arlene] That won't beready for half an hour.

- It's cold.

- It's not cooked.

Sit down, I'll fix ya a sandwich.

Got a meeting at school.

- I don't need anythingexcept a little love dearest.

- Did you have wine for lunch?

- (laughs) What romantic fools we are.

Actually I ate a candy bar.

With 20 naked womenstanding there watching me.

- Jack you promised youwere gonna eat properly.

- Did you hear what I said?

- Yes, you said you had a candy bar.

- About the naked women?

(Arlene scoffs)

I'm serious, there was ajiggle joint called Ambrosia.

- Jiggle joint?

- A topless bar.

- With girls?

- Of course with girls.

- They were naked?

- Who was naked?

- Nobody was naked, what do you want?

- A popsicle.

- When you're through with that

will you throw the stick in the garbage?

I'm tired of picking thoseup all over the house.

- So who was naked Dad?

- We are having an adult conversation here

thank you very much.

Out.

(scoffs)

So these girls, they were pretty.

- (sighs) Yeah, pretty dumb.

And pretty sad most of them.

It's a corrupt, degrading place, Arlene.

I bet there wasn't one of thosekids who was more than 25.

- That's supposed to make me feel better?

Why were you there?

- That girl Lorelei Bradley,you know the one that ran

the little daycare center,she was a dancer there.

So tomorrow we gotta goback, try to get something

outta the other girls,but probably won't work.

- Why not?

- Because we're cops.

- And men.

- Excuse me?

- The girls have been degraded right?

You said so yourself, by men.

I bet they'd open up to a woman better.

- I wonder if I could getLouise Robinson from sex crimes

for a day or so.

- Where is this Ambrosia place?

- It's in Ogden Park,why you gonna audition?

Give me a break.

- I could do it.

(sings nonsense syllables)

- You dance, what's this, what's this?

- What do you think?

- I don't know, what do you think John?

- Mom!

- What?

- What are you doing?

- I'm fixing dinner,what does it look like?

(laughing)

- Go on, get out of here.

Go on, both of you goplay your video games.

(unsettling music)

(upbeat music)

- Mrs. Reed, please don't make me do this.

Jack's gonna kill me.

- You've been here before Eddie?

- No, of course not.

- Sergeant Dirkson,lovely to see you again.

Follow me.

(chuckles)

Have a good time.

- Hey Eddie, haven't seenyou since last night.

- Hey Tiffany.

- I'll be fine here Eddie,why don't you wait at the bar.

- You can't sit here by yourself!

- Get lost Eddie.

But not too lost, okay?

- Do you wanna order something.

- Just a water please.

- Costs the same as a drink.

You gotta order two, you gotta pay me now.

$12.

- For a water?

- Two waters.

- What?

Oh tip.

Wait, would you come back please?

I wanna talk to a dancer.

- Gonna be one of those nights.

Sure honey, which one?

- Whoever was closest to Lorelei Bradley.

The girl who was killed.

I'm her sister.

- You keep you dough hun.

You wait right here, alright?

I'll get Jewel.

♫ I ain't no lady I'm a back seat girl

♫ Come on dancing in heaven

♫ I know I just met him

♫ How can I be this far

♫ Oh baby be my

- She was really in love.

I told her he was a snakebut she wouldn't listen.

- And he's married, right?

- Look Lorelei didn'twant anything from him,

she just wanted that baby,that's all she talked about.

(knocking at door)

- Who is it?

- Uh Mike, it's Jack Reed.

We still friends?

Hey Mike, how are ya?

- What's going on?

- Ah nothing Mike, just sit down.

Here, here's this for you.

This is a warrant tocollect physical evidence

that might relate to themurder of Lorelei Bradley.

- You can't just come in--

- Oh yeah we can.

You better read that, huh?

- What we got over here?

Lipstick.

- Hey what are you doing?

What are you gonna do with that?

- I'm gonna check it forLorelei Bradley's fingerprints.

- Oh man, Lore would never come here.

- I thought you didn't know her.

- Hey Sergeant.

- What about this guy here?

What do you think--

- Remember that tattoo Lorelei had?

- Oh man.

- Is there something good on these Mike?

- You guys are gonna get me killed man.

They don't care if yougot warrants or nothing.

- They, who's they?

- Well let's take a look.

(motorcycles revving)

(laughter from crowd)

- Stop it, stop it.

Stop it, put it on pause.

(unsettling music)

- Hey, that's Lorelei and what's his name.

Carter.

- You're gonna be a hellof a detective Silvera.

He's the one, isn't he?

Yeah, he's the one.

- Yes?

- Mrs. Carter?

- Yes.

- Um, I'm Jack Reed, I'm withthe Sheriff's Department.

Is Mr. Carter here?

- What is it, what's happened?

- Uh, would you ask him tocall me in the morning, please?

Jack Reed, Sheriff's Department.

- Please tell me, what's he done?

- Just have him call me please.

I'm sorry.

- Dad?

Dad!

- (groans) What time is it?

- 7:30.

- Oh.

I've been sleeping here for two hours.

I'm gonna have trouble with my back today.

- This is crazy Dad.

You should quit that sucking job.

Nobody can work around the clock.

- Oh, it's a couple days a week.

It helps a little.

- Yeah, like with my stupid violin lessons

and John's computer service?

It's too much Dad.

I mean how many moreyears do we have together?

- Oh, the way I feel thismorning, not very many.

Come here.

(moans) You know, you'rea good, smart kid.

And I love you a lot andI'm gonna tell you a secret.

Making sacrifices for yourchildren is not painful.

In fact, it's one ofthe great joys of life.

Hey, morning.

- Morning.

Honey, it's 7:30, you better get moving.

- Love you Daddy.

John, get outta the bathroom!

- Well I'm awake now.

Arlene, I need a seriousbreakfast this morning.

Alright, damn the cholesterol.

Full speed ahead.

I mean eggs, bacon, homefries, the entire deadly works.

- Jack, Win Carter is thefather of that poor girl's baby.

He's also one of the owners of Ambrosia,

not just the manager.

And he runs this bikergang, the Rough Riders.

They have other topless bars too,

but they're also involvedin drugs, stolen cars

and God knows what else.

And some of those girls were very pretty,

so don't tell me you didn't notice.

- Maybe I'll have a piece of dry toast.

- So she gets up and she finds Eddie

and they walk outta the place.

Do you believe it?

Wait 'til I get ahold of Dirkson.

- Don't blame him.

Arlene can be very persuasive,

I'm still eating them girl scout cookies

she was hustling years ago.

(both laughing)

(garbled police radio chatter)

Okay, Lorelei Bradley was killed by

Mike Edwards or Win Carter or both.

What happens now?

- Well if we could get BarbaraRooney to identify Carter

and Gravedigger as the two menwho picked her up that night

at the trailer park, that'd be a big help.

That's your job.

Meantime I'll keep working on Gravedigger.

- What about Carter?

- Nah, we won't get anything outta Carter.

We'll keep poking him and maybehe'll do something stupid.

- And now we committhis body to the ground,

ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.

May the peace of God whichpasses all understanding

be with you now and forever more.

Amen.

- Why don't you take my car,

see if you can giveMrs. Rooney a ride home?

- I'll try.

- She won't bite.

What the hell is she doing here?

- Stay away from my family Reed.

- Hey Mr. Carter has that convertible

still got my name on it?

- Listen cop, you got business with me,

you talk to me.

But you leave my wife and kids out of it.

- I didn't even knowyou had a wife and kids.

Okay, I was looking for you.

- Really?

Lady cop huh?

Officer, we haven't met,my name's Win Carter.

It's a pleasure.

- That's no lady cop.

That's my wife.

- (scoffs) What the hellkinda man are you Reed?

You send your wife to doyour dirty work for ya?

- Listen buster, nobodysends me anyplace, ever.

Understand?

- Shh, this is a funeral hun.

Carter, let me ask you something.

Did you really think that youcould commit a double murder

and your wife and your kidswouldn't be affected by it?

- Double murder?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

- I'm talking about LoreleiBradley, your girlfriend.

I'm talking about your unborn son.

- What the hell are you doing here?

- Are we talking or what?

- Arlene, tell me something.

When did we become theNick and Nora Charles

of South Chicago?

Because if we did, I missed something.

Like your getting a badge, for instance.

- Oh stop exaggerating.

I came to the funeral becauseI wanted to talk to Barbara

and the other trailer park ladies.

And nobody's gonna mistake you

for the bin man so don't worry.

- Oh that's really very funny.

Look, I know I'm gonnabe sorry I asked this,

but why did you wanna talk to Barbara

and the other trailer park ladies?

- Because of the LoreleiBradley daycare center.

- The what?

- I've already talked to my principal,

the Board of Education, and avery nice lady in Springfield.

And a couple of reporters.

We're gonna turn Lorelei'strailer into a daycare center,

complete with staff,funding and everything.

- It's noontime, when did you do this?

Nevermind, nevermind, I don't wanna know.

Alright, don't tell me.

All I want you to dois to drop me at the L.

- Wait, wait, where are you going?

I'll drive you there?

- Oh no you're kidding, right?

Drop me at the L please, huh?

Thank you very much I'll see ya tonight.

Where's the car?

- [Arlene] Over there.

- [Jack] Where?

- [Arlene] Over there!

- I understand how you feelabout cops, Mrs. Rooney.

Where I come from, nobody talk to cops.

Never.

My little brother Georgegot shot five times,

in broad daylight, rightin front of the projects.

Nobody saw a thing.

19 years old, little Georgiewith that sweet voice.

Like to killed my mother.

That man at the funeral, youknow he killed that girl.

Killed her baby too.

Mrs. Rooney.

- You passed my street.

You have to turn around and go back.

- [Mike] Ho!

- Hello Gravedigger.

What'd you do with the gun?

- Hey I don't know whatyou're talking about man.

- You don't know,

let me tell ya what Iknow, okay Gravedigger?

I know that Lorelei wasgonna have Win Carter's baby.

I know that you and Carterpicked Lorelei up that night

at the trailer park and youtook her out to the quarries

and you murdered her!

Now you help me and I'll help you.

You don't help me, I swearto God I'll put you away

for 25 years.

Now the train is leavingthe station Gravedigger.

You get on board oryou're going to the narc

for a long time.

(thoughtful music)

(Jack whistling)

(suspenseful music)

- Jack!

It's Eddie.

- I'm sorry Eddie, I thoughtyou were someone else.

- Listen, about Arlene.

- I don't care now, forget about it.

Sometimes she gets a little crazy.

What's up?

- Well there's a lotta unhappy people

at the D.A.s office, Jack.

The way you been hassling Win Carter.

- I'm investigating a murder.

- Jack, Carter is very connected.

The PBA, the D.A.s, thejudges, the whole machine.

He's even big in littleleague and all the charities.

- He helps little oldladies across the street.

He shot a girl, his girl,three times in the back

with a 357.

He's an animal.

And I'm gonna nail him.

Screw the D.A.

- Two things.

And you didn't get 'em from me.

First, the word is Carter runs a chop shop

at the back of his car dealership.

Second, watch your back.

- My back?

(laughs) There's nothingin back of me Eddie.

Except hopefully a wall once in a while.

- [Eddie] There's Charles Silvera.

- Silvera?

- I heard his name a lot lately Jack.

They got big plans for him.

Maybe one of those plans involves you.

Be careful.

- [Jack] Eddie!

- What?

- Thanks.

- For what?

I wasn't even here.

(ominous music)

Remember we're dealing with bikers here

so be ready for anything.

Alright fellas, let's go.

(tires peal)

- You fellas looking foranything in particular?

- They were tipped.

Alright, clear your weapons.

- If I weren't such agood friend of the police,

I'd be offended by that remark.

Silvera how you doing?

Congratulations on the promotion.

- Yeah, thanks.

- Guys, I'd love to stay and chat,

but unfortunately I have work to do.

So, I'll see ya around.

- Alright fellas, sorryit didn't work out.

Thanks, thanks anyway.

- Well he knows lots of cops.

Anyone coulda tipped him off.

- Yeah, anyone.

- You're wrong Jack.

- Am I?

Am I wrong Charles, huh?

- Shh.

(ominous music)

Hey shut up.

Come on.

(snickering)

(exclaims)

Are you a snitch Mike?

- No Win, no I swear!

- Because you know what wedo to snitches around here.

We burn 'em.

Soak 'em in gas and we light 'em up.

- You don't wanna burn do you Mikey?

- No, no.

- You stay away from that cop Reed.

- You know how it goes Mikey,

you hurt me you get thewhole gang after ya,

no matter where you go,they're gonna find ya

and you're gonna burn.

(exclaims)

Just go back to sleep.

- [Thug] Goodnight Mikey.

- [Prisoner] Hey officer, officer!

When am I gonna get outta here man?

- No, I don't wanna talk to him.

I don't wanna.

Put me back in the tin.

Hey, hey!

I think I'm gonna be sick.

I don't wanna talk to you.

I don't have to talk to you.

Leave me alone.

- You punch some cop, get thrown in jail,

you're nice and safe.

Was that the plan?

Dope.

Wouldn't last a week in jail.

Carter gets some junkieto stick a knife in ya

for a couple pieces of crack.

Use your head man.

He killed Lorelei for no reason at all.

You think he's gonna letyou walk around, huh?

Somebody would could put himaway for the rest of his life?

- What am I gonna do, he'll kill me man?

- There's only one thing you can do.

You gotta put him awayfor the rest of his life.

(laughs)

- Oh boy.

- Hey hey, speak of the devil.

Charles, we were just talking about ya.

You know Sheriff Knudsen of course.

- [Charles] Hello Sheriff.

- And say hello to PeteMyers from the D.A.s office.

This is Charles Silvera.

- Great to meet you Lieutenant.

Congratulations.

- It's a little premature, but, thanks.

- Yeah, come on in the office,

or are you waiting for Reed today?

- Oh I haven't seen him since yesterday.

- I'm not surprised.

Made a fool of himself withthe great chop shop raid.

(men laughing)

Grab a chair Joe.

Take the seat of honor Charles.

- Oh, thank you.

- You know Win Carterdoes have his fetishes,

all that motorcycle nonsense,but stolen cars is ridiculous.

- Oh no, it was a chop shop for sure,

but Carter was tipped and hecleaned it up pretty good.

- How do you know it was a chop shop?

- Acetylene.

- [Pete] What?

- Acetylene, he had a coupledozen tanks in his garage.

There's only one reasonfor all that acetylene.

- Told ya he was a good detective.

- Can you make a case against Carter?

- No.

- Well alright.

Carter's a weirdo, we know that.

But he's also a major player around here,

politically speaking.

And his eccentricities are far outweighed

by his contributions to the community.

- Not to mention hiscontributions to the machine.

- Told you he was smart too.

- Machine.

Machine is newspaper work.

And it's very accurate, Charles.

Because is it a machine.

A very powerful machine.

And Win Carter is very helpful to us.

- You don't really work inthe D.A.s office, do you?

- Well not officially, no.

I'm a kind of advisor.

- Okay.

What if Carter'seccentricities include murder?

- If they can be proved,Win Carter committed murder,

then you have to do your duty.

- Sergeant Reed believes it.

- Reed!

Jack Reed is a simplisticsanctimonious flatfoot

incapable of loyalty or cooperation.

And completely blind to the big picture.

Charles,

you can be a star on our team.

Do you have any idea what that could mean

to you and your family?

- We want stars.

But they have to be team players too.

Are you a team player?

(suspenseful music)

- Oh god I'm dead.

I'm a dead man.

- Alright so you pickedLorelei up at the trailer park.

What'd you do then?

- Uh, we drive around for awhile,

and they're in the backseatmaking out, and I'm driving.

It was crazy.

Finally Lorelei, she's a little upset.

It's so weird.

She sits up and says"Win, what's going on?"

He says, "Head out to the quarry."

- You're sure you didn't think

there was something else going on?

I mean what's he want togo out to the quarry for?

You had no idea what hewas gonna do that day?

- No, no.

I mean, look Win always did crazy things.

He never told me anything, hejust said do this, do that.

I just did it.

- [Jack] Okay, so yougo out to the quarry.

- We're driving and the road's bad.

So I says "We're gonna get stuck."

And he says, "Stop here."

I said, "You need a flashlight?"

He says, "No I don't need a flashlight."

He gets out, she gets out.

They walk away, I stay in the car.

- How long was he gone?

- 10 minutes.

- And you didn't see anything?

Did you hear anything?

- Nah, I didn't hear anything.

- You didn't hear anything?

- Except there was this water sound,

like a--

- Like a waterfall?

- A waterfall.

- [Jack] So you heard the waterfall?

- That's all I heard.

- Alright so Win's gone for 10 minutes.

He comes back to the car.

What's he say?

He says, "Let's get outta here."

- He didn't say anything about Lorelei?

- Not right away.

I drive outta there, hegrabs my arm and he says,

"We're killers nowGravedigger, the both of us."

He said, "You're as guilty as I am."

That's when I knew.

- How'd you know where the gun was?

(sad music)

- What?

- You said you stayed in the car, right?

You didn't see anything andyou didn't hear anything.

But you knew exactly where the gun was.

How'd you know that?

Carter musta told you, right?

- Yeah, he told me.

He told me and I said--

- Okay, that's enough for today.

I'll get ya a ride back toyour folks' place, alright?

Are they okay about this?

Are they asking any questions?

- No, they're old.

You know they know it'strouble, so they don't,

they don't say much anymore.

- Okay, sit tight, I'll get ya a ride.

(unsettling music)

- Jack.

Close the door.

You could drive a truck

through some of the holes in that story.

- What's this?

- Barbara Rooney's statement.

Identifying Win Carter and Mike Edwards

as the two men who pickedLorelei up that night.

She's willing to testify too.

- Charles, I said somethings the other day--

- Hell, you didn't say anything,

you just kinda looked at me.

- (chuckles) That's paranoia,it comes with the job.

- Well after my meeting withGalvin, Knudsen and Myers,

I don't think it's paranoia.

You really do have enemies.

What about Win Carter?

What do we do next?

- Well you know Dave Debreur in the lab?

- Yeah, I know his name.

- He did a rush job for me on the gun.

I'm gonna have lunch with him.

Wanna join us?

- You buying?

- Hey.

Dave, Charles Silvera.

Dave Debreur, lab.

- I thought it was justgonna be you and me, Jack.

- It's alright Dave, he's okay.

Sit down.

Dave, how long you known me?

Will you please sit down?

Come on.

You want something?

- No, I'm fine.

You seem a little jumpy to me Dave.

What's the problem?

- That 357 you broughtin a couple days ago.

- For Lorelei Bradley?

- Yeah, that's the one.

- Is it the murder weapon?

- Oh yeah, she was killed with that gun,

no question about that.

- Alright good, thanks a lot Dave.

I really appreciate it.

- It's a very unusual piece Jack.

- Yeah.

- See it's a 357 on a 38frame, two inch barrel,

nickel plated, customjob, done by a real pro.

I've only seen one other weapon like it.

Six years ago, it was usedduring a bank robbery.

They shot the guard.

It was one of my first cases,

isn't that the damnedest thing?

- Isn't what the damnedest thing, Dave?

- This is the same gun.

- You mean the same type of gun?

- No, this is the exact same gun, Jack.

I went through it three times.

I checked the tests.

I know I'm right.

The slug, the lands and grooves.

Jack the serial number's the same.

They tried to scrapeit, but I picked it up.

- What do the records say?

- It was used during thetrial, brought back to property

and destroyed four years ago.

- Now wait a minute.

You've seen the paperwork?

- Forget it, it's all on the computer now

and everything's been cleaned up Jack.

All the original logs are gone.

- No they're not.

Property clerks never throw anything away.

Especially logbooks.

Gimme a couple hours.

- I hope you're right about this guy Jack.

(quiet police radio chatter)

(unsettling music)

- [Policeman] Hey Jack!

- Not now.

- What do you want?

On your feet Reed, noone told you to sit down.

- You're in trouble Roy.

- I'm in trouble?

That is hilarious coming from you.

- Before he went to prison,you and Mike Corbett

were selling confiscated weaponsout of the property safe.

Weapons that weresupposed to be destroyed.

- That's a lie, whatare you talking about?

- You sold a fancy 357 to Win Carter.

And he used it last weekto kill Lorelei Bradley,

the biker babe, I think you called her.

That makes you an accessorybefore the fact of murder.

- There's no way you can prove that.

- I got everything Roy.

I got the ballistics comparisons,

I got the property logs,

the originals, not the crapyou put on the computer.

I got all those phony affidavitsthat you and Corbett signed

and I got the gun.

And the whole file is ready to go

to the FBI and the StatePolice in Springfield.

- God.

Listen, it was Corbett.

I tried to tell him it was stupid.

A couple of hundred bucks

for God's sake he wouldn't listen to me.

What did you mean by it's ready to go?

- How many years yougot on the job now Roy,

what do you got 27, 28 years,

10 years in grade as a Lieutenant?

That's a pretty good pension.

- So I retire or you go to the feds.

Is that the deal?

- That's part of the deal.

- What else?

- Well they're gonna ask youto recommend your replacement,

aren't they?

- No chance.

This is a lieutenant's billet.

They're not gonna make you a lieutenant,

not in this lifetime.

- I know.

- That's great.

Now signal and moveover into the left lane.

- Dad said this is how you and he met.

- Yeah, we figured thatif our relationship

could survive his teaching me how to drive

then it could survive anything.

- How come he won't teach me?

- I guess he's not asbrave as he used to be.

- Mom!

(upbeat music)(engines rumble)

(men yelling and laughing)

- Hey, why don't you pull over?

Pull over baby.

- What do I do?

- Just keep driving honey.

Just keep driving.

Don't go below 35.

They'll get outta the way.

- Hey sweetheart, where you going?

Pretty baby.

Come on, come on.

Get a stick.

(screaming)

- Listen Nicole, you'regonna make a left turn.

- Mom, I can't turn.

- We're gonna make a leftturn into the parking lot.

Put your signal on.

(men yell)

- Oh my god.

- Everything okay ladies?

- No, no, the cops don'thave him stashed someplace.

This is not James Bond.

He's crashed down on somebody's couch.

Now you find him.

You find him or he's gonnaput me away for good.

Then you guys'll starve to death.

Get the hell outta here.

- Keep your hands on thewheel and don't move.

- You're not gonnashoot me Reed, not here.

(gun fires)

- I just killed your radio.

I betcha nobody heard.

- Are you outta your mind?

You can't do this.

- I'm doing it.

Now you just shut up and listen.

If anything happens toanyone involved in this case

or if my family is everthreatened again in any way,

I'll find you and I'll kill you.

And that's a promise.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

(gun fires)

(panting)

- Your air conditioning just died.

Amazing what these 25s can do, isn't it?

- You remember what I said.

(unsettling music)

- Look, I'm the onewho's prosecuting this.

And I don't think we have enough.

Not for capital murder.

- Well you mind tellingme what the hell's enough?

Now listen, we know Carterwas the baby's father.

We got the gun, we got BarbaraRooney at the trailer park,

we got Graverdigger's direct testimony.

- All circumstantial.

- No it's not circumstantial.

Now I know Gravedigger saw the whole thing

and I know he'll give it to us.

But it'll be a hell ofa lot easier for him

once Carter's in custody.

Which is where he should be.

- Roy, what do you think?

- Well the only think I know for sure is,

Corbett sold him the gun,

the lab says it's the murder weapon.

That's good enough for me.

- Pete?

- Well I want Dirkson to make the arrest.

Reed and Silvera are fartoo close to this thing

and by God you'd better make it stick.

- Eddie, you make the arrest.

Work it out with Reed and Silvera,

they know Carter's routine.

Jack, you know what weneed from Gravedigger.

Get it and keep me posted.

Alright gentlemen?

If there's nothing else.

- One more thing.

I'm gonna retire.

I'll be around for anothermonth or so and that's it.

- Wait a minute.

What the hell are you talking about?

When'd you decide this?

Why didn't you call me?

- Talk to the Sheriff Pete.

I got some vacation time, I'm going home.

- Roy, wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

- We're all set.

- Eddie, I don't know if thisis such a good idea, you know.

I mean he's got a wifeand a couple of kids.

It's a quiet neighborhood.

Why don't you just pickhim up at Ambrosia?

- Too many nervous taxpayers at Ambrosia.

Relax, it's five a.m.

A nice, quiet pop.

You two, stay right here.

You two, take the back alley.

Alright, I'm leaving theradios up on channel three.

[Man In Front] Got it?

- Three.

We're on three Jack.

- Three Eddie, yeah, I got it, three.

Eddie!

- Yeah Jack?

- The trunk.

- I thought you weregonna close the trunk.

- [Man] What, you were standing there.

(brakes squeal)

- [Eddie] Alright we'rehere, we're moving.

(pounding on door)

Mr. Carter this is the police.

Open the door or we'll break it down.

(pounding on door)

Winston Carter you're under arrest.

- [Man] Who, who you looking for?

- [Woman] Murray, what is it?

What's going on?

- [Man] They broke the door!

- [Woman] Should I call the police?

- He hit the wrong place,can you believe it?

He hit the wrong place.

- [Woman] I don't know, what's.

(garbled police radio chatter)

- Look at this.

Talk about timing.

Hello Mr. Carter.

- [Win] What's this about?

- Could you put yourhands on the roof please?

You're under arrest for themurder of Lorelei Bradley.

- [Win] What's going on?

- Don't ask.

Sorry, we have to cuff you.

You wanna say anything toyour wife before we go?

- No, I don't wanna wake up my kids now.

Can we please get outtahere before these clowns

wake the whole neighborhood?

- Put him in the backseat, alright?

(man and woman yelling)

(sad music)

I'm almost done.

- When do I get bailed out?

- No bail.

Not for capital murder.

- You must be pretty happyright about now, Reed.

- Actually I'm confused.

You got a decent business,you got a beautiful family,

I mean all the rest of it.

The ridiculous club and thosebikers and the chop shop

and Lorelei.

It just doesn't make any sense.

- You're a conventional man,you wouldn't understand.

- Well why don't you try me.

I'm not wearing a wire.

- I know you're not that conventional.

The short answer is boredom.

My life is boring, it's just repetition,

simple mindless repetition.

And meanwhile the clock ticks away.

I wanted to feel my life.

You know, all of it.

Sex, drugs, rock and roll, danger.

And transgression.

Crime.

- I know what it means.

Including murder, huh?

- You're a very intelligent man Reed,

but you're hopelessly conventional.

- How about your daughter Carter?

That beautiful little girl.

You think she'll understandall this Nietzschean crap?

Or is she hopelessly conventional too?

- It's not over yet Reed.

You have to prove my guilt, you know.

- We've got Gravedigger.

- I understand he'shaving a very hard time

finding life insurance these days.

- Whatever happens to himwill happen to you, Carter.

I promise you that.

- Sergeant Reed what are you saying?

Are you capable of transgression too?

- I'm even capable of enjoying it.

So anyway his applicationfor bail was denied,

so he's gonna sit in jail 'til the trial.

- [Mike] Good, that's good.

- Now all we gotta do is get a conviction.

Yeah right.

- Which means your testimonyhas to be absolutely solid.

- Yeah, 'cause see Carter's lawyer

is gonna say that you killed Lorelei.

That's why you're testifying against him.

- It's gonna be your word against his.

- So we gotta be verycareful about details, huh?

- You see details can get ya into trouble.

- Like the waterfall.

- Yeah, that waterfall,it's gonna be a problem.

- What do you mean?

- Well you said thatyou stayed in the car,

you didn't see anything,you didn't hear anything,

except you heard the waterfall.

Didn't you say that?

- Yeah.

- See that's a problem.

'Cause from the road where the car was,

you can't hear the waterfall.

- See you really can't hear that waterfall

'til you're over near the body.

- [Charles] You know, where she was shot.

- So if you heard the waterfall then,

you must have been there.

- No, no, I heard--

- There's another thing too, see,

you said that Win told you

"Gravedigger, we're both killers now."

Why would he say that?

Why?

- Win said, he told me.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey Mike.

You notice anything unusual

about this conversation we're having?

Huh?

Have we read you your rights?

No, we haven't.

And we're not gonna.

Right, nothing you saycan be used against you.

Not ever.

I mean this whole conversation'dbe thrown outta court

in about three minutes.

Look Mike, I know you're not responsible

for Lorelei's murder.

But you know what happened.

And you gotta tell us.

- We need the truth Mike.

- Even if something of the truth is bad.

And some of it is bad, right Mike?

Yeah.

You gotta tell us pal.

Otherwise I'm just gonnaread you your rights

and I'm gonna try to put you in jail too.

- She didn't wanna get outta the car.

I didn't think it was gonna happen.

Not really.

(melancholy music)

I thought he was just trying to scare her.

'Cause he wanted her to have an abortion.

We were walking in thedark, Lorelei's screaming.

I'm scared.

I can't see anything.

And bang.

(gun fires)

Now it's real quiet.

All I can hear is this, this waterfall.

And

(gun fires)

another shot.

I could see her.

In the flash.

Just for a second.

She was dead.

- How do you know she was dead Mike?

- She just wasn't there anymore.

- She was shot three times Mike.

- I know.

- You shot her Mike.

Didn't you?

Huh?

- Win said we both had to do it.

So we'd both be guilty.

He had to push my hand down.

He said pull the trigger.

(gun fires)

I threw the gun as far as I could.

Win was mad as hell.

I didn't care.

I was just sick.

- That's it.

That's the truth.

That's what you have to say in court.

Okay, yeah, about 15 minutes.

Oh I got a homicide here's got your name

all over it, Lieutenant.

A woman just shot her husband in the butt

with a BB gun and he droppeddead of a heart attack.

(phone rings)(laughing)

- Sergeant Silvera, homicide.

Yes ma'am, he's here.

Could I get your name?

Could you hold please?

Jack, it's Win Carter's wife, Sara.

Line two.

- Yeah, hello, hello Mrs. Carter.

Yeah, it's Jack Reed.

- She's having a very hard time.

She was so close to Win.

- Yeah, I can imagine.

I got kids of my own.

It must be--- My fault.

I should've left years ago.

We're leaving tomorrow.

We're not taking anything.

We're just leaving.

- Is that what you wantedto tell us, Mrs. Carter,

that you were leaving?

- No, I've seen Win, nearly every day.

And he's having a very tough time.

I've never seen him like this.

I don't know what he'll do.

- I wouldn't worry too much about it.

But if you want I'll havehim put on a suicide watch.

- No, you don't understand.

I'm afraid he's gonnakill one of the witnesses.

(wood busting)(man yelling)

(men yelling)

- Gravedigger!

Come out, come out wherever you are.

(glass shattering)

We're gonna have a little barbecue Mikey.

Oh Mikey, look.

Last chance Mikey.

Alright.

Come out now and we won't hurt you folks.

Come on Mikey, get out here.

Alright, you gave me no choice.

I'm gonna have to burn it down.

(gun fires)

- Drop it now or I'll take your arm off.

(sirens wail)

(garbled police radio chatter)

- Well they'll have plenty of time

to get some new jailhouse tattoos.

- You did a hell of a job Roy.

You're timing's not bad either.

- We've been watching 'em for weeks.

You're not the only cop around here Reed.

- Are you okay Mike?

- Yeah, I'm a little nervous.

- Me too.

- Ah relax.

They won't call ya 'tiltomorrow, maybe the day after.

Oh brother.

Let me see if I can guess.

A plea bargain?

- They've pled 2nd degreemurder, aggravated.

- How many years?

- 15 years.

- Which means he only does seven.

What kinda deal is that?

- It's a good deal.

- Oh yeah, it's a hell of a deal, for him.

Seven years for a double murder.

- What do you mean double murder?

- She was pregnant.

It's one of Reed's hobby horses.

The law doesn't see it that way.

- The law, oh god that's really funny.

- What's that supposed to mean Sergeant?

- This has nothing todo with the law, okay?

This is politics.

Yeah, letting Carter plea keepsthe mess outta the papers.

Right Pete?

It's a Pete Myers deal.

Pure and simple.

- Now you wait a minute Reed.

- Joe, shut up, sit down.

You know you're right Reed,it is a Pete Myers deal

and it's a done deal.

And there's nothing you can do about it.

And since we're havingthis frank conversation,

let me inform you thatRoy Galvin's replacement

as head of homicide has been chosen.

I can't pass up the opportunity.

Congratulations Lieutenant Silvera.

I know you're gonna do a 1st class job.

And I've got to go andsee my friend Win Carter

before they take him away.

- Congratulations Lieutenant.

- Charles, you're a fast mover boy.

(Charles chuckles)

Sorry, I didn't mean.

- Sure, sure, it's okay.

- We'll have lunch tomorrow.

- Yeah lunch, sure, sure.

Yeah.

Whoa. (chuckles)

Well Jack, what can I say?

- After you've said you're sorry.

- You did it?

- Shh.

They sure weren't gonna give me the job.

- Well they better not think they own me.

Nobody better think that.

- I got the message.

- Good.

- Hey, I didn't do it for you.

I did it for me.

Because for the first time in years

we'll have a real cop in that job.

- Wonder if Myers see it that way.

- No. (chuckles)

That's the beauty part.

- You're an affirmativeaction success story, right?

They can't touch you.

They screwed up.

They gave an honest cop real power.

Congratulations Lieutenant.

(crowd cheers and applauds)

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Ah well okay, okay.

(laughing)

Look, it's been a long road,

but I'm not going to talk about me.

I wanna talk about allthose who have gone before

and some of 'em are here today.

My mother, who worked andcleaned offices nights

so she could be with us days.

I don't think she slept from 1955 to 1970.

(crowd laughs)

But my father, dead at my age,

from too much work

and too much pain.

(sad music)

My beloved little brother Georgie,

who is more a part of mylife than even I understand.

And to all the others, those we know,

and those we don't know.

So let's raise ourglasses in honor of them.

The real heroes of today's celebration.

- [Crowd] Hear, hear!

- [Crowd Member] Right on brother.

(crowd applauds)

(hopeful music)

(dramatic music)