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'Los Angeles
Police Department.'

'Los Angeles
Police Department.'

'Yes, sir, Wrigley Field,
front of stadium.'

'Correct, we'll
take care of it.'

'Los Angeles
Police Department.'

'Captain Anderson.'

'Just a minute,
I'll connect you.'

Cordell, homicide.

Wrigley Field?

561? Check.

Don't tell me somebody
held up the ballpark?

Robbery and shooting.

They don't even give you
a chance to digest your lunch.

Come on, you work better
on a full stomach.

'He gets the ball,
whips it to the second base.'

'It's going to be close,
there goes Williams.'

'He slides.
He's in there safe.'

'That brings Desmond
to the plate.'

'Hudson pitches,
it's low and outside.'

'There's the throw
to second base'

'trying to pick off Williams.'

'But he's back
in plenty of time.'

'Desmond steps out
of the batter's box..'

'Here comes Hudson's
next pitch.'

'Desmond swings. He hits it
across right through the..'

'Here comes Williams.
He's rounding third.'

'He's heading for home.
Here comes the throw.'

'It's going to be close,
but it's cut off.'

'The throw's
into second plate.'

'Desmond slides.
He's out.'

'That makes two outs
and three runs in.'

- What's happened, Evans?
- Nothing, Lieutenant.

It was a false alarm.

How do you like that?
Another one.

'Some crank's sure having fun
with the taxpayer's money.'

The Bijou Theatre
on Main Street.

Whoo-hoo!

- Hello, Dave.
- I figured I'd find you here.

I thought you told me you're
all washed up with this dame.

Ah, it's the other way around.

Then, what're you
hanging around for?

Look, I know she's strictly
high rent and I'm broke.

But I can't
forget her that easy.

You really got it bad,
haven't you?

Yeah, bad. I loved her
enough to marry her.

I still do.
You blame me?

Well, I suppose some guys
might go for her.

Some guy did, behind my back.

I don't know who that creep is

but I'd sure like to
lay my hands on him.

Yeah, I know. You better lay
your hands on some money first.

That'll take care of some
of your problems anyway.

That'll take care of
all of my problems.

Come on, I want to talk to you.

She comes high,
but she's worth it.

Yeah. Let's go.

How about those guys
you were gonna line up?

I got 'em, two of the best.

How much did you tell them?

Nothing, just that it's big.

Good.

Have them at your place
tomorrow night ten o'clock.

Okay, I'll try to set it up.

If anything goes wrong,
I'll call you.

I'll have a new number.

- You're gonna move again?
- Yeah, tonight.

The Valley Motor Court.
Sunset 7-2131.

I'm registered under
the name of Martin Bell.

Don't write that down.

Don't wanna forget it.
You move so often.

I don't like things
written down. Memorize it!

Sunset 7-2131.

Okay, okay.

Yvonne. Wait
a minute, Dave.

Baby, I want you to meet
a friend of mine, Dave Purvis.

- Hello.
- How are you?

- My wife.
- I've gotta get back, Benny.

- Nice to have met you.
- Don't rush on my account.

I was just leaving anyway.

- See you later.
- So long, Dave.

Oh, please, baby.
I wanna talk to you.

Sit down.

I told you it's no use,
Benny. Talk's no good.

No? What would you say
if I hit the jackpot?

I wouldn't know what to say,
it'd be such a shock.

Well, I'm onto
something real big.

If you'll just
be a little patient.

See what I mean?
Talk, talk, talk.

For Pete's sake, Benny,
why don't you stop bothering me?

Now, just a minute.

You seem to forget that
we're still married.

As if I could forget.

Mind if I come in, honey?

What do you think?

I see you're moving again?

That's right.
Tonight.

Why do you move so often?

It's a habit with me.

Like you are.

Say, these are
good-looking shirts.

- Why'd you cut the labels off?
- Same reason I keep moving.

I don't like labels.
No loose ends, baby.

You're the careful-type
guy, aren't you?

Yeah, real careful.
And clean as a whistle.

No record, baby.
Not even a parking ticket.

And this time, I'm
gonna be extra careful.

This is the big one.

I think I like the careful type.

What're you doing about Benny?

At the moment,
I happen to need him.

But he's expendable, you're not.

I'm sorry, I can't stay, Dave.

I'm late for the show now.

I'd better leave.

Okay.

It wont be long till
we're leaving together.

- Getting impatient?
- You bet I am.

So am I.

Come in.

- Hello, Benny.
- Hi.

Benny.

'Meet the boys.'

These are the guys
I was tellin' you about.

Al Mapes, Ace Foster.

- How are ya?
- Have a seat.

- Let's get acquainted.
- Come on over here, fellas.

'How do you take it,
straight or with soda?'

- 'I like it straight.'
- Okay.

I think we'd all
like it straight.

He doesn't mean the whiskey.

I've been a little stingy
with the words.

Okay.

The stake we're going for is
a half a million bucks, cash.

Only, it's a one-shot deal.

All or nothing in three minutes
after the strike.

Never mind the build up,
Benny gave us that.

You, uh, plannin' on grabbing
this dough from a bank?

You might call it that.

Only this bank happens to have
wheels under it

and very few guards.

Sounds like an armored car job.

- I could be wrong.
- You happen to be right.

Doesn't sound good.
I don't like the odds.

Yeah, you can count me out too.

I'm not ready for
a fast sixty-buck funeral.

Just a minute,
a guy got away with it

back in Chicago
about three years ago.

Yeah, I remember that.

But that happened to be Chicago.

And that was a Dave Purvis job.

Supposing it was Dave Purvis

figuring this strike,
would it sound better?

Alright, so it'd sound
better coming from

a guy who knows
the ropes, so what?

Don't you get it? Dave Purvis
is figuring this job.

How about the odds now, Mapes?

They sound much better.
Keep talking.

You better know that I'm taking
half of everything we get.

The rest of you go in
equal shares. Is that clear?

Check. Where do we
go from there?

I can show you better
than I can tell you.

In here.

This is the layout, Wrigley
Field where we pull the strike.

Plenty neat.

Why Wrigley Field? They haven't
got that kind of dough there.

That's a good question.

The dough we pick up at
ballpark's not important.

What we're after is
the load on that truck.

The cash receipts from bank
transfers, markets and theaters.

Wrigley Field happens to be
the last stop on their run.

Also, it's the easiest place
for us to operate.

You can take my word for that.
I checked them all.

We're still listening.

We've got three minutes
to pull the whole deal.

Someone is gonna spot us
and send for the cops.

I've already timed that.

Suppose we haven't finished

and there's still dough
in the truck?

We leave it!

I don't want anybody
to get sticky-fingered

after the time is up.
Is that clear?

Yeah.

Yeah. When you figure
on going on this?

Next Tuesday. We've got
a lot of work to do.

You boys are gonna
study this routine

until it comes out your ears.

Now, the armored car
will be coming along here.

Ugh!

Police department?

I want to report a holdup.
Wrigley Field.

Units 27 and 28, in 45 district.

Investigate a 561.

'In 45 district.
Investigate a 561.'

Ballpark again.

You know what they say
about lightning.

- But I could be wrong.
- Six will get you a ten.

Cops. Something
went wrong. Get out.

Special unit 12, Cordell.

Code three.

Officer needs help,
Wrigley Field.

A 211 major.
Notify all units.

'Be on the lookout
for black 46 sedan.'

'License, California.'

'First three numbers
five-Jason-eight.'

'Heading East,
41st Street at Central.'

'Instruct all units, these men
wanted for armed robbery.'

'And set up immediate roadblocks
on all main arteries from city.'

I'd like to see
Lieutenant Phillips

if I may go in, please.

Are you a member of the family?

I'm from police headquarters.
I'm Lieutenant Cordell.

- He's a friend of mine.
- Just a moment, Lieutenant.

I'm Dr. Leslie.

Go ahead, tell me.

We couldn't save him,
Lieutenant.

I'm sorry.

- Was anyone with him?
- His wife.

She's in the waiting room
in there.

Thank you.

Tough break, Marsha.

For you too?

Yeah.

I know how you feel, Jim.

You were partners for years.

Yeah, you..

...kinda get
used to a guy.

I know.

Marsha, I just wanna say..

Well, if there's anything
you need, you know where I am.

Thanks, Jim.

How's she taking it, Lieutenant?

She'll be alright.
What do you want, Ryan?

We found the getaway car.

They ditched it underneath
the Slauson Avenue Bridge

near the riverbed.

Good.

And, uh, I better
tell you the rest of it.

Well?

I've been assigned to work
with you on the case.

So you're replacing
Phillips, huh?

Yes, sir.

That's just dandy.

'327, Empire Drive. Seize woman
about a broken window.'

'327, Empire Drive. Seize woman
about a broken window.'

What did they leave us
besides the getaway car?

Quite a bit. Gas masks,
painters' coveralls.

Looks like they changed
clothes down here.

What about fingerprints?

Some smudgy ones
that nobody can read.

But whoever was wearing this
got plugged. Note the hole.

I see it.
I put it there.

Lieutenant, you better
take a look in here.

Somebody lost a lot of blood.

Not enough to suit me.

We found some more blood
over here, Lieutenant.

Apparently, whoever got shot,
rested against that wall.

It's bloodied up alright.

Somebody must have lifted him.

There's two sets of prints.

Footprints end over there, where
they had another car stashed.

'71 to 78 clear.'

'Numbers 1 and 2 no warrant.'

Did we get a rundown
on the second car?

Mm-hm.

Tread quite worn.

Front and rear wheels
116 inches apart.

Measuring the indentations
on the ground

I'd say the weight
was around 3000 pounds.

That's a small car.

We gotta do something
about him. He's conking out.

How is it now?

Gotta get patched up, Dave.
Can't we stop someplace?

We'll stop when we get to
the shack in about ten minutes.

Hey, there's something up ahead.

That's a roadblock.
Slow down.

Well, I'm not going
through any roadblocks.

Keep going.

And get nailed? Not me.
I'm turning around.

What's the idea? You
can't turn around here.

I, uh, didn't want to get
mixed up in that traffic.

'We're a little late
for our shift.'

Get in that line
and keep moving.

Okay.

Nice going, you knucklehead.
Now, keep in line.

We'll never get
through that blockade.

They'll spot Benny in a minute.

Come on, snap out of it.

Roll the jab, do you hear me?

It's no use, Dave.
It's no use.

Come on. Pull
yourself together.

We gotta bluff this out.
All of you.

'948, Des Moines Street.'

'9-4-8. A 502.'

Hey, Purvis, he's folding.

Benny, hang on.

Okay, okay.

'131 A..'

- What's the matter?
- Where you heading?

- Terminal shipyards.
- Trunk open?

- I don't know.
- Let's have the key.

Anything wrong?

'16 T, on your station.'

'134 opening 7.'

What's this all about, officer?
You looking for something?

- Alright, move along.
- Thanks.

Come on, step on it.

'Attention, all units.'

'New bulletin on
armored car bandits.'

'Description of car
being used now, as follows.'

'Small sedan, standard make.'

'License, not available..'

Hey, Rhodes. What's
that on your leg?

Must have come off
that last car we checked.

Say, that's blood.
How do you like that?

Hey, Chandler

that black sedan
is the one we want.

Heading south.

'Unit 11 roger..'

That's your seventh
cup of coffee.

You'll be awake for a year.

Just put some fire
under the pot, this is cold.

Yes, sir.

- Hello, Lieutenant Cordell?
- Yes?

My name is Bronson.

I represent Pacific
States Insurance Company.

The headquarters told me
I could find you down here.

What's on your mind,
Mr. Bronson?

You see, my firm has a policy
on the LA Armored Car Company.

And we stand to take--

You're worried about
your money, is it?

Uh, that's it exactly.

If they collect their insurance

it'll be the biggest claim
my company has ever had to pay.

You know, that's
quite a coincidence.

A friend of mine, a police
officer, he had insurance too.

His widow is gonna collect it.

I heard about that.
I'm sorry.

But as I was saying, my company
stands to put out over $400,000.

So you see, we're more than
anxious to cooperate.

Uh, isn't there something
that we can do?

Actually, there is
something you can do.

Really? What is it?

Get out and let us work!
We're doing everything we can!

Anything develops,
we'll let you know.

- Well, if there's anything--
- Goodnight, Mr. Bronson.

Goodnight, Lieutenant.
I'm sorry I brought it up.

Yeah, makes two of us.

What's his trouble?

- Money. What's yours?
- Lack of it.

They're bottled up inside
that circle. There's no way out.

Not unless the car
sprouts wings.

I know for sure, they can't get
through San Pedro or Long Beach.

Or north or east.

Well, the next move's
up to them.

Take it easy.

- How's Benny?
- Not so good.

Come on, let's
take a look at him.

He's worse, Purvis.
He needs a doc.

I don't care if he
needs a hospital.

All he's gonna get is first aid.
Let's get outta here.

Dave, listen to me. I can't
go with you like this.

You gotta get me a doc.

I told you, that was out.
Forget about it.

We'll get you patched up later.

Get him a slug of whiskey.
We're wasting time.

Here, Benny,
have a drink of this.

Al, talk to Dave.
Make him get me a doc.

- Yeah, I will.
- Make him.

You take it easy.
I'll be back.

I don't think he's gonna
pull through, Purvis.

That's his tough luck. He knew
the chance he was taking.

We've stalled long enough.

We could've been halfway
to Mexico if it wasn't for him.

I'll light up a--

Will you quit holding
a wake for him?

If he dies, we'll bury him
at sea. You can moan then.

'Don't move.'

Any of you.

I'm gonna get me a doc.

Don't try to stop me, Dave.

Hand over my share of the dough.

Hand it over.

You're making
a bonehead play, Benny.

They'll pick you up sure.
You'll get us all in a jam.

I'm in a jam now.
I'm dying.

Hurry up.
Hurry up.

Okay, Benny.
Anything you say.

You'll get everything
you're entitled to.

What are you staring at?
Pick him up.

- What'll I do with him?
- Put him in the car.

Gotta get rid of it anyhow.
It's hot and so is he.

No loose ends, boys.

You're gonna ditch
the car with him in it?

Maybe you'd rather bring him
along for company.

Come on, don't
be all-night about it.

You better stay, Al.
Purvis has got all the dough.

Okay, but get back
as fast as you can.

What're you doing here? I
thought you were helping Foster.

Oh, he can handle that alone.

Besides, I wanna
find out something.

- Yeah?
- What about Benny's cut?

What about it?

Well, uh, he's out, so I
figured we'd split three ways.

Well, you figured wrong.

I did? Maybe you can
give me a good reason.

I can give you two good reasons.

First, Benny had a wife.

I'm gonna see that
she gets his whole share.

Well, ain't that just dandy?

Big-hearted Purvis playing
Santa Claus to his pal's widow.

A burlesque queen!

You got a big mouth, Mapes. I
don't like your conversation.

Oh, I hit the bull's-eye.

You know, she is a
pretty slick number.

And I understand her heart
didn't exactly belong to Benny.

Maybe you owe her
that dough, huh, Purvis?

I told you how it's gonna be.
Get used to the idea.

Wait a minute. You said
there was another reason.

There is.

Want any more reasons?

'Minster Avenue,
in the alley of 3-0-7.'

'5-7-3, Dorchester Avenue.'

'In the alley of 3-0-7.'

'137 A. No make.'

Come on.

'Car six to Control.
Car six to Control.'

Go ahead, car six.

'We're down at Pier Five,
a car just went off the pier.'

Can you describe the car?

'A small, black sedan.'

Stand by.
We'll be right down.

'Special agent 11, repeat
the second street only.'

Well, they match?

Well, for my money, they do.

What do you think?

Well, they turned in here.

Follow these tire marks.
Not too fast.

Yes, sir.

Kill the lights.

Hold it!

Come on!

We gotta make a run
for it, one at a time.

You go first, Mapes.
Get to the boat.

Foster, you go next.

Now, be ready. The minute
you see me, start the motor.

Get going.

Notify the Harbor Patrol.

'Morning paper. Read
all about the big robbery.'

Morning paper.

Read all about the big robbery.

Just came in, Miss LeDoux.
The midnight.

- Thanks.
- Morning paper. Paper, mister?

'Read all about
the big robbery.'

'Morning paper.'

- Hello, baby.
- Everything alright, Dave?

Yes and no. Did you
read the papers?

Was it anybody I know?

One of them was.

I'm afraid to guess.

How does it feel
to be a free woman?

Just the same.
Where do I meet you, Dave?

The new place.

Take good care
of yourself, honey.

Good to see you, baby.

Tell me what happened, honey.

We had a little more
excitement than we planned.

You're here. That's
all I care about.

I brought a little something
back with me.

Sort of a souvenir.

Well.

Pretty, aren't they?

These are the prettiest
pictures I've ever seen.

Yeah. And there's
an awful lot of them too.

You did well with
your end of the deal.

That was the only
end of the deal.

There wasn't a split?

We planned to have one.

We just didn't seem
to get around to it.

I completely forgot to give
Mapes my forwarding address.

Who's Mapes?
One of your partners?

Yeah, you might say he's
my only remaining partner.

I sure feel sorry for him.

Yeah. I bet your
little heart is breaking.

Well...here's to money.

And time to spend it.

Too bad Benny won't be around
for the big payoff, huh?

Yeah.

Yeah. Isn't it?

What's the matter, honey?
You look worried.

We gotta be awful careful
from now on.

They've got nothing on me

but you have a few uninvited
guests that wear badges.

You mean, they might check up
on me through Benny?

They probably will.

I can't risk seeing you anymore
till we leave town together.

- When does the theatre end?
- Two weeks.

I have to give them notice.

Don't, wait till
the last minute.

I'll tell you when.

I hate to say this

but you better start getting
used to being lonesome.

Hi, Lieutenant. Here's
the stuff you wanted to see.

Criminal record of the late
Benjamin McBride

now cooling his heels
in the county morgue.

Meet Benny.

Age 35, wanted in Seattle,
grand theft auto.

Wanted in Portland,
robbery warehouse.

Two priors, same city.
Warrant issued, San Diego.

Assault with deadly weapon.
Suspect..

You want the rest of the stuff?

Spare me.

You'll be interested
in this too.

William "Ace" Foster, before
he was air-conditioned.

Well, that's two
out of the running.

This one's still running.

Albert Mapes, alias Rocky.

Benny's sidekick, Foster's pal.
They served time together.

Worked on jobs together.
He'd be worth questioning.

Okay. Send out an all-points
on him. Pick him up right away.

You don't seem
very pleased, Lieutenant.

I thought my hunch
on Mapes was pretty good.

You call an obvious conclusion
a hunch, that's your business.

- But I figured--
- These are petty hoodlums.

This Benny, Foster, Mapes..

A job like this
was over their heads.

They need somebody
to think for them.

That somebody's our fourth man.

Yeah, I guess you're right,
but he's a complete blank.

Yeah, he's liable to remain one
unless we get lucky.

Start with Benny.

- Local boy, huh?
- Yes, sir.

Let's check
some of these addresses.

Aged-in-the-glass bourbon.

These friends of his, how many
would you say there were?

Couldn't say. Just last week,
the place was full of 'em.

Talking and drinking
till all hours.

'Hey, Lieutenant, can you
step in here a minute, please?'

Looks like Benny
really was livin'.

- "Your lovin' baby."
- Nice, huh?

Ever see her around, here?

No.

Never seen any women here.

Theatrical photo,
should be easy to trace.

Give me.
That's my department.

Give it a rundown at the casting
offices and booking agencies.

I guarantee good results.

- Wait a minute.
- Yes, sir?

Put in a call
for the fingerprint crew.

Get 'em up here right away.

Yes, sir.

What happened to the shade?
It's gone.

Well, that's funny. He never
told me it was busted.

He never told you many things,
Mrs. Page. I wish he had.

I asked him a few times
what he done for a living

but he never told me.

He was awful private
about his business.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant,
the place is so untidy.

He wouldn't let me in lately,
or I would've cleaned it up.

Cleaned it? Ha ha.
Mrs. Page, I'm glad you didn't.

'Valley Motor Court.'

Valley Motor Court?
Thank you.

Thank you very much.

I think he's in. I didn't
see him go out anyhow.

Mr. Bell?
Mr. Bell, are you in?

'There's a gentleman here
who wants to see you.'

- Use your passkey.
- Yes, sir.

Is this guy checking in
or checking out?

Neither, he's been here
about three days

and he's paid up for a week.

Did he have a car?

No. Said he didn't drive.
Always used cabs.

- He checked in three days ago?
- I think. I can look it up.

I want to look at the register.

Get that while
I look at the room.

Yes, sir.

Man who wore this is about
5 feet 10 or 11 inches tall.

Blond, curly hair,
weighs around 175 pounds

wears a size 9C shoe.

Pretty good dresser.

Doesn't mind putting up his
shirts and socks at any rate.

What about this lipstick smear?

From its grease content, it
looks like a theatrical brand.

There are only a few makes.

I'll try to identify
the manufacturer.

Marshall speaking.

Yes, he's here.

- For you, Lieutenant.
- Thanks.

- This is Cordell.
- We hit pay dirt, Lieutenant.

The girl in question
is Yvonne LeDoux

a burlesque queen workin'
out of the Bijou Theater.

But that's not all.

She's also the widow
of the late Benny McBride.

Benny's wife, huh?

'Yeah, you should see her
in her working clothes.'

Imagine a dish like this married
to a mug like Benny McBride.

- The naked and the dead.
- 'Very funny.'

Okay, Marshall.
I guess that's it.

You think it's
theatrical lipstick, huh?

Mm-hmm.

You know, that's
an interesting idea.

- See you later.
- Alright.

Well, there she is,
with bells on.

And very few bells.

That's a lot of woman.

She'll be on another five
minutes. Wanna kill time here?

You're twisting
my arm, Lieutenant.

- Danny.
- Yeah.

Isn't that Al Mapes?

Where?

Easy, take it easy.

Don't move till I get
to the other end of the aisle.

- Excuse me.
- You got the time, Mac?

Yeah, five minutes..

- Hello, Mapes.
- You're making a mistake.

You make one sound
and I'll break your arm.

- Take it easy.
- Let's move him.

Penalty in this state
for murder is death.

When you kill a cop,
they cut a few corners

to see that you
get there in a hurry.

How many times I have to tell
you, I didn't kill anybody.

This cop that was killed
was knee-deep in friends.

Just so happens
I was one of his best.

I made myself a promise..

...that I'd go all out to see
that the murderer get paid off.

This face familiar?

Yeah, he's the guy
that drove the getaway car.

- You sure?
- Positive.

The other fellas were wearing
painters' outfits.

Thanks.

Well, that does it, Mapes.

'His identification,
plus your fingerprints'

in Benny's apartment
is all we need.

This is your first step
to that gas chamber.

Why don't you knock it off?
What do you want from me?

You want me to say
I was in on a hold up? Okay.

But I didn't kill the cop.

Well, who did?

Who killed him?

Purvis.

Dave Purvis.

Did he ever go
by the name of Bell?

I don't know. He could've
had a million handles.

I know him as Purvis.
He's the guy you're looking for.

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

You think I'd hang around
that theatre if I did?

I was looking for his dame,
hoping she could tell me.

You mean Benny's wife?

Listen, cop, let me
tell you something.

Maybe it was Benny's wife.

But there was plenty going on
between her and Purvis.

Else why did he wanna give
her Benny's cut of the dough?

- How did you know he did?
- I don't. That's what he said.

That's all I had on Purvis.

I thought I'd introduce myself
and beat the truth out of her.

I earned that dough
fair and square.

There's some question
of that, Mapes

but I see your point.
Take him out, boys.

Cordell, if I knew
where he was I'd tell you.

Get him out of here.

What's our
next move, Lieutenant?

Anybody here know Purvis?

The girl does, that's for sure.

- You wanna pick her up?
- No good.

She'd never crack,
not if it involved Purvis.

We gotta catch her off base.

- Johnson.
- 'Yes, sir.'

Send the dictograph crew
up here ready to work.

I want her followed
day and night.

Right.

It's okay.

Testing, testing.

Mobile Unit 12 to relay car.

'Picking us up okay?'

You're coming in strong.

We're a block away
on Flower Street, moving south.

You got your microphone covered?

I'll put it behind the fabric.

- Now how do I sound?
- Great.

We'll be right back.
Stand by.

I won't ask you what's new.
I can tell.

She comes in, hangs up her coat.

Puts on her makeup,
takes off her clothes.

- How do you know that?
- The zipper makes a noise.

She's back.

She just finished the show.

She's taking off
her headdress now.

There come the beads.

The clicking sound is her
bracelet on the table.

Now she's gonna put
on her street clothes.

This is the kind of stuff
you gotta televise.

'Open up, Yvonne.
It's me, Kimball.'

Can you wait a minute?

Say, what's this I hear
about you quitting the show?

- What's the idea?
- I'm quitting. That's all.

'As of tonight. Can't a girl
quit if she wants to?'

Now, Yvonne, take it easy.
You just can't up and quit me

with no notice or anything.
I'm in a spot.

Sorry. My contract's
up tonight.

Alright, let's talk about
a new deal as of now.

You know me, Yvonne.
I'm reasonable.

Are you?
Well, I'm not.

Wait a minute, Yvonne.
You can't do this to me.

There's our break.
We'll follow her.

She'll take us right to Purvis.

Maybe. Maybe not.

If she travels cross country
over the border

it's gonna be hard tailing her.

So you're gonna let her
walk out of here?

No, no, not exactly.
Maybe, we can force her hand.

How? You can't
hammer it out of her.

- Mapes was going to, remember?
- Yeah.

He had the same problem.
Find Purvis.

Wouldn't you do the same?

Oh, sure, Lieutenant.
But I'm not, Mapes.

- Well, she doesn't know that.
- Oh, I see what you mean.

You want me to go
undercover as Mapes.

Why not?
What do you think?

I think it's a great idea.

- I'd like a whack at her.
- Go ahead.

- What do we got to lose?
- Nothing.

Only me.

- What's the idea--
- Take it easy.

I'm a friend of Dave Purvis.

I don't care who you are.
Just let me alone.

Did you ever hear of Al Mapes?

He, Purvis, and your husband
pulled off a deal together.

Why tell me about it?

I need your help
to get find Purvis.

He owes me dough.

I feel real sorry for you.

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

Okay, if that's
the way you want it.

I'll call him for you.

That's better.

Why this sudden change?

Maybe, I really am
sorry for you.

What do you care?
You want me to call him or not?

Okay.

But look at me good.
No tricks.

I'll be just as close to you.

Hello.

- I'm glad I caught you home.
- What's wrong, baby?

Well, there's a guy here
who says you owe him money.

Al Mapes.
He wants to see you.

Listen, baby.
Don't lose your head.

That guy is not Mapes,
that's a cop.

What will I do?

Now listen, stall him
as long as you can.

Then go out the back way
and go fast.

There are probably
cops out front.

- You got it, baby?
- Yes, I have it.

Okay, start stalling.

But, Dave, I told him
I didn't want to call you.

But he kept insisting.

Uh-huh.

Alright.

He says it's okay,
he'll talk to you.

Here he is, Dave.

I said no tricks.

- I said no--
- Don't move.

- Hey.
- Up. Turn around.

Around the car.
Get in the front seat.

- Hey look, Mac--
- Shut up.

Keep your hands down.

Put your hands on the dashboard.

Take the alley.
Get going, baby.

Lieutenant.

The girl's car just started.
I'm picking up engine noises.

Must've gone out the back way.
This deal's really working.

You mind telling me
where you're going, Purvis?

He's with Purvis.
Something must've gone wrong.

It was a nice try, copper.
You almost got away with it.

Almost. Beat that signal.
It's gonna change.

'Why did you take Figueroa?'

'Shut up.
Nobody asked you.'

Figueroa, that's for
our benefit. Hit it

Next corner, follow that truck.

Why'd you take Jefferson?
You don't live down here.

No cracks, copper.

Jefferson East.
Kid's alright.

'You think they're
after us, Dave?'

I don't know. But I don't
trust him...or this car, either.

We're gonna get rid of 'em both.

Get off this street
and don't talk.

What'd she turn down
the alley for?

He cuts us off.
They've stopped.

Car 22, code 3.
All units standby.

- What's the matter?
- We gotta ditch your car.

- Where're we going?
- Metropolitan Airport.

I got a plane chartered. You
won't be going with us, copper.

- Walk.
- Honey, don't do it.

Look, Purvis, you're over your
head, this isn't gonna help you.

Shut up and walk.

- Dave, stop it, please.
- No loose ends, baby.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Come on.

Ryan. Code three.

'City Lumber Company.'

- You heard him. Get going.
- Yes, sir.

Danny?

Danny, it's me, Cordell.

Hi, Lieutenant.

An ambulance is on its way.
Don't talk.

Listen.

Purvis and the girl..

Metropolitan Airport..

Chartered plane.

Chart..

I got it, kid.

I got it.

Stay with him.

Car 22 at 221 major.

Contact Metropolitan Airport.

Keep all private planes
on the ground.

Dave Purvis attempting escape.

- You cleared with customs?
- Yeah.

I could lose my license.

They'll never know we're aboard.

You're getting paid
to take the risk.

Come on, let's move.

Fasten your seat belts, please.

Tower to 12 on runway.

Are you carrying passengers,
a man and a woman?

Verify.

12 to tower.

Yeah, I guess I am.
Something wrong?

They're wanted. Police instruct
us to hold your plane.

Pull into the east runway.
Standby for orders.

You stopped.
What are you waiting for?

Orders from the tower.

You're taking orders from me.
Get on that runway and take off.

They're wise to you, mister.
I can't do it.

You heard what I told you?
Take off!

Tower to 12.

Craig, keep off the runway.
You're disregarding orders.

Tower to 12.
Pull her up.

Another plane coming in
on main runway.

Now, what're you doing?

See for yourself.
You want a head-on crash?

Dave, look, the police.

Purvis, look out!

- Oh, Miss Paxton.
- 'Oh, hello, Lieutenant.'

- How's he doing today?
- You'll find him in there.

On his own power too.

We put him in a wheelchair
this morning.

- Oh, better and better.
- He sure is, Lieutenant.

He gets more mileage out of
that thing than I do on the bus.

Ha ha.

Hello, Jim. What's doing?

I can see you're back to normal.

- Well, I'm trying.
- Got quite a write-up, Danny.

- Hmm.
- How does it feel to be famous?

- What page?
- 37.

37.

It's not often they pay
a police officer a tribute.

And a rookie at that.

I don't see your name or mine.

Look, look. At the
bottom of the page.

Oh, yeah. Right.

"This case was solved
by Lieutenant James Cordell

"Los Angeles Police Department.

"He was assisted by Officer..

...Danny Ryan."