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- You're hardly be gonna
objective about a mob killing.

- I'm liable to
think it was a hit,

and then you're gonna be
knee deep in dead bodies.

What we don't need is an
all out war in the city.

Don't ever do that again.

- Well you're
building up a regular

Vietnam type body count,
aren't you, Hunter?

- Well you grabbed your
gun and the silencer

and you put two holes in him.

I'm the one that
has to bring him in.

Who says you can't
go home again, huh?

Works for me.

Michael, stop it.

You're gonna make
me wreck your car.

I've got lots of cars.

Come here.

Hurry up, before it blows up.

Wow, nice house.

Give me back my shoe.

- After, after.

We have to be very quiet.

I don't want to
wake up my father.

- Okay, ssh.

Michael, is that you?

Who's down there?

- Stay in there.

Please don't make any noise.

Hey Pop, how you doing?
- Why the hell wouldn't

you answer when I call you?

Oh, I'm sorry,
I didn't hear you.

Well goodnight, Pop.

- Home like this, drunk again?

Disgracing yourself.

Disgracing the family.

- No, no, I'm fine, Pop.

I'm fine.
- I'm sure you're fine.

You're drunk, that's
how fine you are.

And when I die, you're gonna
be the head of this family?

- Damn right.

- When you talk to me,
Michael, you talk with respect.

- What are you hitting me for?

- Michael.

We have to talk.

- Pop...
- Now!

- Okay, okay.

I work hard all my
life for my family.

And this is my reward.

You live inside a bottle.

Why can't you be like your
younger brother, Billy?

He wouldn't bring
shame to his family.

Stop it, I
don't want to hear you

talking about Billy.

Billy will
carry on in this name.

I wish you weren't my son.

You're a bum.

- Oh my god.

Unit 24, assist Unit 21.

Pass for 187 at
1-3-1-3 Keyborne Lane.

See a 21 response.

- Are you coming, McCall?

- This is not our case, Hunter.

It's Terwilliger's.

- But he always appreciates
our help so much.

- We are gonna stay out
of this one, Hunter.

You're hardly gonna be
objective about a mob killing.

- Have you been taking your
captain pills again, McCall?

Besides, I have the best
insight on this thing.

You are gonna be
stepping all over

the wrong people to
get this case solved.

So, if we have to follow this
through, I take the lead.

- Works for me.

- It does?

Hey Ricky, lovely
morning, don't you think?

Weather's been so rotten lately.

Of course, he won't
know the difference.

There he is, John Vincent.

The big mozzarella himself.

Boy, it's gonna be a pleasure

to open up a slime like this
and see what makes him tick.

- When I was a kid,
John Vincent used to

put me on his knee and
give me Christmas presents.

While his boys were out
slaughtering reindeer.

- Works for you, huh?

You ought to keep a
chain on this one, McCall.

- Contract hit?

- Too messy.

One slug in the chest
and the other one

in his back after he fell.

Whoever it was
tripped the alarm.

- Thanks, Tippit.

- Thanks, Tippit.

- I told you you're
gonna be taking

all this too personally, Hunter.

Now, I'm in charge.

- This is my case.

I was here first, Hunter.

- Talk to McCall.

She's quarterbacking this one.

- Is that so?

- My father used
to import these.

Thank you not to disturb
the evidence, Sergeant.

If you are here to reminisce,

perhaps you'll come
back after I've

completed my investigation.

What year might that be, Bernie?

- I'll be finished
by tonight, Hunter.

To a trained eye,
this scenario tells

a very specific story.

To the ear, that's been
trained to hear such things,

the dead do, in fact, talk.

- And just what are the dead
saying these days, Bernie?

- Junkie burglar.

Junkie burglar.

- Of course.

He didn't steal anything,
he didn't have a chance to.

Before he could, he ran
into Old Man Vincent,

there was a fight, kaboom,
kaboom, end of story.

I'm standing here
worried that we're looking

at the first move of a mob war,

and you're foaming at the mouth

about a junkie burglar.

- Don't burglars usually break
in, Bernie, instead of out?

Look, there's broken
glass and splinters

on the outside.

- Oh, there's a new one.

Breaking and exiting.

- Get out of here, Hunter.

I will solve this case
in my own fashion.

I have the murder
weapon right here.

It's print free,
but through the use

of painstaking field work,

I shall track it
down to the owner.

We shall have our man.

Case closed.

- Never point a
loaded bag, Bernie.

- I found it right there
by the patio doors.

There was two empty shell
casings on the carpet,

two slugs in the body.

How many bullets in the clip?

- Four.

- Clip for that gun holds eight.

- Well, he was too drugged out
to completely fill the clip.

So now, will the two
of you please take

a proverbial hike?

You think like
a captain, Bernie.

- You really think so, Hunter?

Oh, oh.

- I know, when you were a kid,

you used to slide
down the banister.

- Oh look.

Mike's car in the flowerbed.

Ergo, Mike's
footprints on the stairs.

- And a junkie burglar
in stiletto heels.

- I don't know about you,

but I always hang
out in the closet

when I'm wearing heels.

I thought I
told you two to leave.

Michael, Michael, you're
upset, we understand.

- My father, my poor father.

Russ, Georgie, you
should've protected him.

- For 20 years, we've
been protecting him.

Who could've thought it
would turn out like this?

A damn junkie.

I can't believe it.

What the hell are
you doing here?

- Rick.

We're having a family
discussion here.

- Well, it wasn't so
long ago I'd have been

a part of it, huh Billy?

- Yeah well you're not anymore,

so why don't you bust a
bingo game or something?

- Who says you can't
go home again, huh?

Look, Billy, Mike.

My condolences, I really
liked your old man.

- Then you'd better
find the animal

who did this to him
because if you don't,

I'm liable to
think it was a hit,

and then you're gonna be
knee deep in dead bodies.

- Slow down, Mike.

You've only been head of
the family for a few hours.

And if you want to help
us get to the bottom

of what happened
to your old man,

you'll cooperate with us.

- With a cop, never.

Pop would roll over in
his grave, right Billy?

- Look, Rick, is there anything
special you had in mind?

- Yeah.

- Maybe a list of who
has keys to the place,

who visited recently,
including Mike's dates.

- I'd never bring women here.

You were out
last night, weren't you?

- Yeah, and I got so drunk, I...

- Yeah, I saw the
lovely job of parking

you did in the flowerbed.

- That's like I
said, I was blitzed.

I was alone.

- For God's sake.

I'm calling the Captain, Hunter.

- We're leaving, Bernie.

- Rick.

It's good to see you again.

- You too, Billy.

- Thanks for introducing me.

- I don't like what's
going on here, McCall.

- Neither do I.

- I think I'll
press my black suit

and go to Old Man
Vincent's funeral.

- And you want me to
try to find the girl

that was hiding out
in Mike's closet?

- Have you been reading my mail?

Well, you want to give me a list

of all of Mike's
hangouts or should I just

look in the Yellow
Pages under bars?

- Parking lot to corner
of Saticoy and Reseda.

Why don't you try
the bars near there?

There can't be
that many of them.

- I run a heck of an
investigation, don't I?

- Michael.

- Thanks for coming,
Mr. Santorro.

- Tragedy, Michael.

He was still almost
in his prime.

- Yeah.
- Billy.

Your brother's gonna
need you now, Billy.

Don't forsake him.

- I won't, sir.

- How's Carmine Santorro
taking this, Uncle Tom?

He and John Vincent
were very close.

Much as Carmine was his friend,

more than anything,
I suspect he's angry

that something's
happened without

his knowledge and permission.

The score will
have to be settled.

- A junkie?

How could such a thing happen?

- Maybe it wasn't a junkie.

Maybe it was someone who is
even here at the funeral.

Right here.

Someone who calls
himself a friend

so he can get close to my
father to pull the trigger.

Michael.

- Be careful, Michael.

Things said in
temper are remembered

long after the
pleasantries are forgotten.

- What's done is done.

As long as no one tries to
move in on the Vincents,

you understand?
- Michael, not here, not now.

- Listen to your brother.

There's a time and a place.

Excuse me.

- What's the matter
with you, are you crazy?

Talking to Santorro like that?
- Billy.

Billy, you don't understand.

I gotta come on strong,

at least until I
find the girl, right?

- Hear you've come
to pay your respects.

You show disrespect
by coming here.

Are you a police officer
today, or family?

- I can't be both, Mr. Santorro.

My father told me that.

I want to find out what
happened to John Vincent.

- John Vincent was
like a brother to me.

The last thing we
need in this town is a war.

- Look, there are people who
would seize this opportunity.

Their action could
not be condemned

in light of the
current situation.

I cannot stop that.

- But you can influence people.

You could delay this.

- Maybe.

Maybe.

48 hours.

- It's a deal.

- It was our loss when you chose

the wrong side of the law.

Excuse me.

- Well, what can I do
for you, sweet lips?

- To think I just walked in

and you already guessed my name.

I guessed your
name and I already

guessed your game too.

- Oh yeah?

What's that?

- Well, a pretty young
thing like yourself,

dressed to kill, in
a place like this.

I'd say you were
looking for a man.

- Wrong.

I'm looking for a woman.

- That bar's down the block.

I am looking for
the woman who was

with Mike Vincent last night.

He wanted me to give her this.

He said to thank
her for her time.

You get the pun there?

Wristwatch.

Time.

- That's funny.

I'll see she gets it.

- He wants me to give
it to her personally.

- Well then, I don't know her.

I'm awfully sorry you
had to waste your time.

Get it?

- Yeah, I got it.

Okay.

But if she doesn't get this,

you've got Mike
Vincent to answer to.

- Right.

- Right.

Bye.

- Hello, Mike.

Yeah, it's Chris down
at the Rendezvous.

Yeah, listen.

Some broad was just in here and

said you'd given her a watch
to give to Sandy Newton.

Is that right?

I thought so.

Yeah.

No no, I didn't
tell her anything.

Yeah sure, you're welcome.

Bye.

- I figured you were
too smart to have

somebody run the watch over
to the girl so I could follow.

- You figured right.

I don't give away my friends.

Particularly Mike Vincent.

Listen, some broad
was just in here and

said you'd given her a watch
to give to Sandy Newton.

Is that right?

- Anybody ever tell you you
got a lovely voice, sweet lips?

- Good work, McCall.

- Sure, I have to come on
the guys to get information.

You throw them up
against the wall

and put guns to their heads.

- So, throw them
up against the wall

and put guns to their heads.

- Oh.

Sandy Newton is in Apartment 3G.

- Damn.

Well at least we know the apes

in the ski masks didn't get her.

- So we figured Sandy
packed up and flew the coop

in the nick of time, huh?

- Yeah.

Whoa.

Hey Hunter, come here.

Take a look at this.

Yeah, what have you got?

- It's all tuna.

She must have been
running a cat farm.

- Well, it's cannery tuna.

- Well, I didn't figure
it grew on trees.

- No what I mean is,

when you go fishing on a
party boat or a charter,

you catch a lot of fish.

You take the tuna to the cannery

and they exchange it for tuna

that's already been canned.

- Lady must do an
awful lot of fishing.

- So do we.

- Hunter, you let
Hunter scare you off?

Billy, you believe these guys?

Did he ID you?

Thank god Pops' not
around to hear this.

- Hunter never saw us.

We had the masks
on the whole time.

- Look, it's gonna
be all right, Mike.

There was nothing in
that girl's apartment.

I'll get a lead.

I got all our sources out there

checking with their ears open.

- Okay, okay, okay.

Okay, you tell them
that whoever brings me

what I need, that they have
made a friend in Michael Vincent

and you tell them that, well,

gee no, just tell
them that they'll be

well taken care of.

Okay, okay, go
ahead, go, get out.

- You're making too
many promises, Mike.

Pop never made promises.

He never bought people.

He knew you couldn't
trust anyone

who'd only be loyal
to the highest bidder.

Mike, I don't like
what's happening to you.

- Billy.

Billy, I'm sorry.

I'm just trying to keep
the family together.

- We don't find that
little girlfriend of yours,

and convince her to keep quiet,

there may not be
any Vincent family.

- Nice work if you can get it.

- Hey buddy, can I
have a talk with you?

Yeah, sure.

Sorry, pal.

- Can you tell me where
I can find a record

of when and to whom this
can of tuna was distributed?

The number on it is 2-3-6-8.

- Is there anything
the matter with it?

- We got it from a girl
named Sandy Newton.

Heard of her?

- Yeah.

They,

they keep the records you want

in the office over here.

This way.

Now the office is
right over here.

- Not looking for Sandy Newton
no more, you understand?

As far as you're concerned,

she dropped off the
face of the earth.

Look ease up, guys, we're cops.

Oh sure you are,
and I'm Pinocchio.

You know, she said you might
try and pretend to be cops.

- All right look,
we'll get out of here.

We'll say we never saw you

and heard Sandy's on
her way to Alaska, okay?

Time out.

- Don't ever do that again.

- Sandy.

Sandy.

- Dave.

Who are they?

- Cops, honey.

- Damn, I told you.

Is it just me or
have you noticed

that nobody responds
favorably to cops anymore?

- What did you see at the
Vincents the other night, Sandy?

It's about time
you told somebody.

- I didn't see anything.

- Then why are you hiding?

- Look, Mike brought me
into the house, okay?

But when he heard the
old man coming down,

he hid me in a closet.

I heard them argue.

Maybe the old man slapped
Mike a couple of times.

Then they went into
the living room,

they shut the door, and
that's when I slipped out.

- What were they arguing about?

- Booze, women.

Mike's bad habits.

The old man was
worried whether Mike

was really capable of
becoming head of the family.

- Did you hear the shots?

- Yeah, two of them.

And then the alarm went off.

I was already out on the street.

I just kept right on running.

- Wait, you heard two shots

and then you heard the alarm?

- Yeah, that's right.

And so, when I read
in the morning paper

that Old Man Vincent
had been murdered,

I figured they'd
come looking for me.

So I turned to my brother, Dave.

He works in a cannery
and he hid me on his boat

while we were waiting
to get resupplied

and headed back out to sea.

- McCall, Hunter, may I speak
with you for a moment, please?

Excuse us.

You know, I am sick and
tired of the two of you

wasting my time with these
cockamamie theories of yours

and it's not even your case.

Captain, Sandy heard the
shots and then the alarm.

That makes it an inside job.

- And you expect
me to take the word

of somebody who admits she
was dead drunk at the time

and planning on
diving into the sack

with a guy she just met?

- What does that have
to do with anything?

- Well, it has to do with
credibility, Sergeant McCall.

It has to do with morality.

It has to do with whether or not

this department is gonna jump

every time some little
tart makes up a story

just so she can finally get
her name in the limelight.

And even if she did
hear the shots first,

maybe this is the answer
to our junkie burglar.

Maybe he broke into the house

without setting off the alarm,

then encountered Old
Man Vincent, panicked,

shot him, and then smashed
open the living room door,

setting off the
alarm at that time.

Well, let's not all stand
and applaud at once.

- Captain's right.

It could not have
been an inside job

and here's the proof.

The sluggers we dug out
of Old Man Vincent's body

don't match the gun
we found on the scene.

That means our junkie ran off

to wherever it was he came from

and took the murder
weapon with him.

- They almost match.

The bullets that
killed Old Man Vincent

have additional striations.

- The kind you get when
you use a silencer.

Yes but everybody,
including your girl there,

heard the shots.

- Captain, we've
got to protect Sandy

whether you believe
her story or not.

Now the way she tells it, Mike
Vincent is guilty as hell.

And a guy like that
doesn't much appreciate

his name being taken in vain.

- I'll tell you what, Hunter.

I can't justify wasting
the taxpayers' money

to provide room and
board for witnesses

who haven't witnessed anything.

But just to show you
I'm not a bad guy,

here's a quarter.

You call you relatives
and tell them

the girl's story don't
mean squat to me.

So they ought to lay off of her.

Okay, that's it.

We'll call you if we
need you, Miss Newton.

- No luck.

I heard.

- Hi, I'm Sergeant Terwilliger.

Well don't worry
about it, kiddo.

I know a place where
you can be safe.

We'll take care of you.

- Oh well then
we're gonna have to

get my stuff off the boat.

- That's okay.

It's Dave's boat.

Oh my god.

I'll keep this one.

- Well?

- Well, it was no accident.

The fire captain found a
piece of the detonator.

- Hunter, what's the matter?

Look, what were our
motives here, McCall, huh?

To protect this girl?

Or to hide her
out and to use her

to force Mike Vincent
to force his hand?

- Both.

Because you know damn
well she'd never be safe

as long as Mike
was on the streets.

Yeah, and I'm the one
that has to bring him in.

Me, who not too many years ago,

had to decide if he
wanted to be the next

Mike Vincent on the block.

- Well Hunter, you don't
need me to tell you

you made the right choice.

Then let's go tuck Sandy in

and put the screws to Mike, huh?

How's he doing?

- We're doing everything we can.

- Sandy?

We have to let these
guys get to the hospital.

- I'm going with him.

- Sandy, you can't.

You'd be a sitting duck there.

Dave too.

- I can't let him go alone.

- You can't help
him here, Sandy.

- Sorry about the room,

but it's the only place
I could get for free

on such short notice.

I was here a year
ago on a stakeout.

- It's sort of homey, I guess.

If you're raised in Las Vegas.

- Do you know, I
still can't believe

this whole thing is happening,

just because I met
that guy in the bar.

You know, he was so funny.

And he treated me so well.

I really thought
he was terrific.

But if Mike Vincent was
to walk in here right now,

I'd kill him.

- Okay, now look.

You gotta stay put, gotta
double lock the door,

put out the Do Not Disturb sign.

Don't open it for
anybody but us.

You guys aren't leaving
me here all by myself.

- Well, Sergeant McCall
will stay with you

until I get back.

- Until you get back?

You're not gonna go
see Mike without me.

Well, somebody has to stay here.

It's correct police procedure.

- I'd feel a whole lot better

if you stay with
me, Sergeant McCall.

- If you find yourself
nodding off, McCall,

spend a buck on the
magic finger bed, huh?

- I don't have any quarters,
which is all it takes.

A year ago on a
stakeout, remember?

- Right.

- Yeah, come in.

Oh, yeah.

- Well I see you
settled right in, Mike.

You carry your grief
with you forever, Hunter.

Life and business go on.

- Well it sounds like
you've been reading

too many fortune cookies, Billy.

- And what do you want?

We have a lot of things to do.

- Like kill Sandy Newton?

- Who?

- College education,
you still don't know

how to play stupid convincingly.

Now you ought to take a lesson
from your brother there.

He's got it down pat.

- What do you want from me?

- A confession would be nice.

- A confession?

To what?

- Well, the way I see it is,

the old man was coming
down on you pretty hard.

So you grabbed your
gun and a silencer

and you put two holes in him.

Then you ditched the silencer.

And you fired two slugs
up into the stratosphere.

You set the alarm
off to frame some

non-existent junkie burglar.

- That kind of talk,

that kind of irresponsible talk

could start a war and
you'd better be careful...

- Mike, Michael...
- That you don't get

caught in the middle of it.

- I didn't realize we were into

the threat making part of
this conversation, Mike.

That was a threat, wasn't it?

- You know what your problem is?

You've always had it in for me.

- Michael...
- No Billy, it's true.

Why, because I had the
guts to do something

that you ran away from?

- The only thing I ran away
from, Mike, was the sewer.

Which is exactly
where you're gonna be

if you hurt that girl.

- All right Michael, Michael.
- You better...

- Just relax.

Look, Ricky.

We're not after the
girl, all right?

We need her alive.

If she can tell
us who killed Pop,

we're gonna know who's trying to

move in on the family.

So there was a girl in the house

the night your dad was killed.

- I was drunk out of my mind.

I don't remember anything.

Now will you please
get out of here?

- Hey, as long as you remember
not to hurt that girl.

Because if you do,
Mike, you and I

are gonna have to have
another little talk.

And another peach.

Billy, what are you doing?

You're making me out...
- Oh wake up.

- To be a liar.
- Wake up, no.

He already knew about the girl.

I was just trying
to convince him

that we're not
worried about her.

If you're innocent,
she can't hurt you.

- If I'm innocent.

What are you talking about?

- Michael.

What about the silencer?

- What are you saying?

You're saying that I
planned to kill Pop?

- Michael, all I'm saying is,

I found you passed
out in the armchair.

There was a gun in your lap.

Pop was dead on the floor.

Now, I don't know what
went down, Michael.

But I'm telling you something.

It'd be better for both
of us if I never know.

- Billy.

Billy, you gotta help me.

You gotta stay with me.

- You gotta stay with me.
- I will, I will, Michael.

- Will you do that for me?

Huh, huh, huh?
- Yes, yeah.

It all makes sense,
but I'm tired, it's late.

I want to go to sleep.

Yeah, hello?

Who?

Sandy?

Is that really you?

- Mike, you've got to help me.

There's people after me.

- Well, where are you?

I'll come and pick you up.

- They think I know things.

But whatever I know,
I'd never tell anybody.

You know that, Mike.

- Just give me the address.

No no no, I've
got to get out of town.

I need some money.

- How much?

- 1,000.

Yeah, 1,000 will
do me just fine,

and then I promise
I'll never say

anything to anybody and you'll
never hear from me again.

- Hey, 1,000, you got it.

Where?

And when?

- Tonight.

Around 11 at the cannery
where my brother works.

- Oh yeah sure, the cannery
at 11 o'clock, great.

Now look, Sandy, don't go away.

I'll be there, okay?

- Thanks, Mike.

- Well?

Good, at least she came
to us instead of the cops.

- Georgie and Russ, I hope
you don't have plans tonight.

- No Mike, Mike, you're
gonna have to go with them.

She trusts you.

Sees a couple of
strangers coming,

she's gonna think we
double crossed her.

She will go straight
to the cops.

- Oh yeah yeah,
sure, but it's okay

if they come with me, right?

I mean, the head of the
family shouldn't travel alone.

- That goes without saying.

All right, let me do this alone.

I don't want to scare her.

It's okay.

I'm gonna be all
right, don't worry.

Sandy.

Sandy?

Sandy.

Sandy, it's Michael,
where are you?

Sandy?

Sandy, is that you?

Am I glad to see you.

I gotta talk to you.

You don't know...

- Clean shots.

Didn't even know what hit them.

- Damn.

- And to think, they say
you can't turn a phrase.

One good rubber
dolly shot to shreds.

How do I explain this
to the hotel manager?

- Bullet holes, whip marks,
what's the difference?

He's used to this
type of thing anyway.

- Well, that's
three plus this one.

Why, you're building
up a regular

Vietnam type body count,
aren't you, Hunter?

- Since when did it
become our fault?

- Oh no, not yours,
McCall, just Hunter's.

He should've known that the mob

would use any excuse
to start a war.

This was not a mob hit, Captain.

- Oh that's right, that's right.

This is a junkie burglar
type hit, right Hunter?

A junkie burglar
who just happens

to carry around an Uzi.

- Santorro gave me two days.

He wouldn't go back on his word.

- That's what I think about
Santorro and his word.

And the other thing I think is,

if I catch one more dead
body on my precinct,

I'm gonna throw Santorro and his

hand tailored butt into jail.

You tell him that, Hunter.

- You better give
me an extra quarter

for the phone call, Captain.

- Hey, what do you make of this?

- I make that out to
be money, Terwilliger.

What do you make of it?

- What's with him?

Why would Mike bring hush money?

He came here to
kill her, didn't he?

- Hunter, a word of advice.

Case closed.

- That's two words.

- Sue me.

- None of this feels right.

- These people settle their
own affairs in their own way.

Now you told me that, Hunter.

You were worried about a war.

Well, stop worrying.

Vincents are hardly in a
position to strike back.

- I gotta talk to Santorro.

I gotta find out
what went on here.

- Okay fine, you do
whatever you want to do.

But now that it's safe,

I'm gonna take Sandy
to the hospital

to visit her brother.

Excuse me, which room
is Dave Newton in, please?

- Immediate family only in ICU.

Well I am his immediate family.

I'm his sister.

- Oh, 3612.

- Thank you.

- Excuse me.

Is there a phone around here?

- Oh, right near the elevators.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah.

- Hello, Bill?

This is Sully.

Listen, I'm in
the hospital here.

- No.

No, I'll, I'll take
care of it myself.

Yeah.

Hey, Sully.

I won't forget.

That's a better looking lobster.

Yeah, that'd be good.

A stuffed lobster, see that?

See how it's designed there?

That's a little better
lobster to eat, see?

A good one, I like that.

Hello Ricky, what
can I do for you?

- You promised me two
days, Mr. Santorro.

- You hurt me, Ricky.

You hurt me very deeply.

You look me in the eye
and you hurl accusations

that you know in
your heart are false.

Why, why do you treat
me like that, huh Rick?

Is that what they teach you

down at your police department?

Who could get close
enough to George and Russ

to put bullets in their heads?

Except Billy.

Now that the old man
and Mike are gone,

how fat do you think
Billy's gonna get?

- He's the last of the Vincents.

Family business belongs to him.

His territory's gonna be
respected, you understand?

Any other solution would
create an imbalance.

- I'm afraid we may have
an imbalance after all.

- Dave?

Dave, can you hear me?

Dave, it's your sister, Sandy.

Dave, it's Sandy.

Even when someone's unconscious,

there's still a part of
them that can hear you.

He just can't respond.

But he knows I'm here.

- Hello?

- McCall, it's Billy.

- Isn't this Hunter?

Yeah I'm Hunter, but it
was Billy who killed Mike

and probably the old man too.

- Want to run that by me again?

- Just take my word for it.

Santorro's boys had nothing
to do with Mike's death

and the only one
who had anything

to gain by it was Billy.
- Billy.

- So grab Sandy and get
the hell out of there.

She's still a loose wire that

Billy would like to snip off.

I'm on my way to
Vincent's office

to pick up Billy now.

- Gotcha.

Nice to finally make
your acquaintance, Sandy.

Hang it up.

- McCall?

- Now.

I gotta go, got company.

- Billy?

Let's have your backup, McCall.

Your backup.

Nice and easy.

- Sandy doesn't know
anything, Billy.

As far as she was concerned,

it was Mike that
killed your old man.

- But we know better,
don't we, McCall?

- Dave Newton,
what room is he in?

- 3612.

McCall, you in there?

Come on in, Ricky.

Drop the gun.

- Let them go, Billy.

You'll be safe in custody.

- When Santorro
finds out about this,

it's over for me.

Now, I want cash
and I want a plane.

You get McCall and the girl

once I get where I'm going.

- You have the right
to remain silent.

If you give up that right,

anything you say
can be taken down

and used against you
in a court of law.

You have the right
to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one,
one will be appointed

to you without charge.

Do you understand
each of these rights

that I have explained to you?

Finished with that report?

Look, I don't want
to bug you, McCall,

but I figured if you got
finished there in time,

you could go to dinner with me.

My treat.

- Hunter, I will
ruin my fingernails

and my eyesight
typing your report,

but I'm not gonna
destroy my stomach

by eating your junk food,

even if you do spring for it.

- I'm not talking junk
food here, McCall.

I'm talking main lobster dinner,

with all the trimmings.

Green salad, french fries,

a bottle of imported
French wine.

What do you say?

- What's the catch?

- Catch?

There's no catch.

I just thought we'd
celebrate our success.

But if that's how little you
trust me, then forget it.

- Look, I'm sorry.

You're right, I'm
wrong, I'm sorry.

Yeah, if you want to
have dinner, fine.

I would be happy
to, I'd be honored

to have dinner with you.

- Great.

- Carmine Santorro.

What is in this basket, Hunter?

None of your concern, Bernie.

- It is against
regulations to accept

gifts from known
criminals, Hunter.

I have to find out
what's in this basket.

- Bernie, don't.

- You louse.

Yeah lobster dinner,
if I cook it.

- Works for me.