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It's hot already.

Open a window.

No.

Don't bother.

Come out.

Okay, okay.

- O'Brien, right?
- DA's office?

- That's right.
- Look, | just wanted to say--

- Keep it moving.
- Look, | just wanted to tell him that--

Take it up.

I'm glad that part's over with.

Getting you here safely
was our biggest concern.

Mine too.

Don't worry.
We've taken every precaution

to protect your identity as a witness.

No, no, no.

Open the door. Open that door.

- Come on.
- Come on, hurry up.

Get him.

Come on, get him.

Shooting on the third floor.

Suspect moving to the west wing.

Clear the door.

Come on. Let's go.

You! Seal off the building.
Every level!

| want that hit man brought in.
You're on this until he's found, Mike.

- I'll call the chief.
- There's an APB out on him now.

Description's pretty vague, though,
for a guy who fired point-blank.

How'd he get in the building?
This place is supposed to be tight.

Psychology.

- Came in as a victim.
- What?

He just walked in, told the officer
at the lobby desk he'd been fleeced

in a phoney franchise deal
and wanted to complain.

They sent him up to bunco.

How'd he get a gun in?

| guess we're gonna have to find him
to find out.

Cahill was the one witness | needed
to make my case against Al Lyman.

Lyman. That's prostitutions, right?

- The whole West Coast operations.
- Cahill work for Lyman?

No, he was just a smalltime pimp

who got mad when the organisation
moved into his territory.

The thing is,
he was mad enough to talk.

Who else did he talk to, Jerry?

Nobody but me.

How do you know?

He was hiding in Oakland
with his girlfriend,

too scared to move
once he decided to testify.

Who was handling this
for the department?

Vice. Lieutenant Bondini.
You know him?

Yeah, for about 20 years.

I'll talk to him.

Mike.

Find that hit man,
| can still make my case.

From what we put together,
lieutenant, person most likely

to benefit from Cahill's death
is Al Lyman.

Were you the only two
working this case?

When it came to Cahill, yeah.

There were the inspectors
that brought him in,

Riggs and Holeck, but we kept
this thing tighter than skin.

Anybody else who would want
Cahill dead besides Lyman?

Oh, John Benning and Tony Peloso,

but Lyman seems to be top man
in all the Coast operations.

If Cahill was gonna talk,
he'd name the big names.

You mean, nobody knew
what Cahill was gonna say?

| said we kept it tight.

Cahill made his deal with O'Brien.

And he wasn't gonna say anything
to anybody till they got in here.

He did have a girlfriend in Oakland.

Nita Vaughn.

That's right.
You know her, don't you, Drea?

Yeah, she was still working
when | first came on Vice.

She was one of Cahill's girls.

Okay. Steve, you check out
that woman.

I'll talk to Riggs and Holeck.

Maybe there's something
they overlooked in their report.

Why don't you take McCormick
with you?

She might be able to talk
to that lady a lot easier.

Sure. Drea?

Okay. Lieutenant.

Yes?

Are you Miss Vaughn?

Yes.

Can we come in, please?

Yeah.

Something's happened to Martin.

He's dead.

Oh, God, no.

I'm sorry. | thought the department
had already called.

| knew it.

| knew it.

| told him to let it go.

But he insisted on talking
to your DA.

Miss Vaughn,

do you remember me?

Yes, | think so.

Vice Bureau, wasn't it?

Not much of an introduction.

Miss Vaughn.

It's important that you give us
all the information you can.

Who might have known
when Martin was going in to testify.

I'm sorry.

No one.

No one knew.

He made all the arrangements
with the district attorney's office.

He didn't even tell me
when he was going in.

| realise this is bad timing,
but if we're to find out

- who killed him--
- I'm positive.

Martin was very careful.

Like | said,

he didn't even tell me.

| couldn't let slip what | didn't know.

No one knew, | swear.

You know, this description
isn't worth 2 cents.

Come on. What do you want?
You're being shot.

Don't take time to see
what colour his eyes are.

You're supposed to be trained.

To see more than
the average guy on the street.

Now, what did you see?

Lieutenant, Dan's right.

It was so unexpected.

| had my head down,
trying to light a cigarette.

All of a sudden, someone's blasting
through the door with a Magnum.

Magnum?

That's not in this report.
What calibre?

A .357.

It had to be. It cracked like a whip.

Which hand did he use?
Right or left?

Left.

| think.

Yes, it was his left.

Okay, what else?

He wore a wig
when he made the shot.

What was the colour of his hair
when he escaped?

Sandy blond.

A little bit longer than average.

Height, weight, age? It says here
you hit him in the shoulder.

- Where in the shoulder?
- Shoulder blade. Right side.

- How bad?
- It should've ripped him up pretty good.

He could be losing a lot of blood.

All right. | put out an alert
to all hospitals and doctors.

Now, that's what
you should've done.

Probably won't do any good,
but he may get desperate.

She didn't ask how he died.

Well, could be she knew.

| didn't read her that way.

You ever work Vice?

Couple of weeks.

Yeah. Black and whites
to Homicide inspector

just like that, right?

- It's a long story, Drea.
- Didn't take long. We've only been out

- of the academy three years.
- | know, | know.

The department doesn't move
women as fast as men, right?

That's the understatement
of the year, inspector.

The Air Force gave me
a commission, right?

| was a captain.

You know the only way I'll get
any rank in the department?

At a desk.

Fingerprints, Forgery.

Maybe one of the lab jobs.

- It's exciting, huh?
- But the times are changing.

Rip Van Winkles of the world
are waking up.

You know there's actually
some male chauvinist pigs

who know women can do more
than type or take shorthand?

Oh, come on.

That's great for tomorrow,
what about today?

Today we got another battle
to fight, okay?

Okay.

You think she was lying, huh?

She sold herself for money.
Why not sell him?

| don't know.

She said she loved him.

| wonder how many men
she said that to.

It's no great loss if she talked.

They take care of each other
that way.

It sure saves us a lot of trouble.

You're getting hard, you know that?

| work with a guy day and night
looking at the bottom

for 30 years and he doesn't even
come up with things like that.

- Think they're worth saving?
- | don't think that's your choice.

| don't think that badge would be worth
anything if people felt the way you do.

Okay, okay. Let's just say Cahill
didn't tell the woman he was living with

when they were bringing him in.
Now, you know, of course, that

O'Brien sure didn't.

The only people who benefit
from Cahill's death

are the organisations,
so it had to be a hit man.

Oh, it had to be a professional.
There's no doubt about that.

But | keep bumping into one question
all the time.

How did they know which elevator
and when?

- Had to be very well-timed.
- That's right.

Somebody knew the exact time
that Cahill was being brought in.

And who was that somebody?

Somebody inside the organisation?

Then?

There's only one answer, buddy boy.

Someone in the department.

A security leak in the department
is the chief's business.

My concern is to get that hit man
in here alive

so he can testify on who hired him
to knock off Cahill.

Stands to reason if you don't plug up
that security leak,

you may never get him in here alive.

Four people had that information.

- Bondini--
- No way.

You prejudging, Mike?
| thought you didn't indulge.

| don't.

But you've got two better suspects.
Riggs and Holeck.

They knew to the minute where
they were gonna be. And this Holeck,

he's had a lot of funny little lapses
along the way.

What about McCormick?

- | can't see it.
- How come?

From what | know of her,
she's not the type.

She's not, huh?

For the record, all right?

We were in the same class
at the academy.

Okay, how about off the record?

We went out a couple times.

Knowing you, that's gotta mean
you know her

a lot better than you're letting on.
Come on, now.

Come on.

Is there anything to say she could've
pulled the plug on Cahill?

No. Look.

Mike, she had a rough time
when she was a kid.

No folks, had a younger sister
to bring up.

She was looking towards
the department as a home.

She may be a little uptight
about not being promoted

as fast as the men,
but she wouldn't destroy anything

that means that much to her, no.

Okay.

Yank all their files anyway.
Give them to Intelligence.

You can work on internal security,
Mike.

But | want you
on the Cahill homicide first.

Okay.

The way | see it,
we need three things.

First, a stakeout on Lyman's house.

Now,

he's the man who gained most
when Cahill was scrubbed.

Second, the hit man.
He took a bullet.

And if he doesn't get help,
he could be in trouble.

- Third--
- Find out who sold out.

Right. That's the third thing.

Now, | know it's tough
to get a tap now,

but we do need one
on Lyman's house.

| already talked
to the attorney general.

- Thank you.
- Man. You must want him bad.

He's been living off of human misery
for the past 15 years

and never even been close to a court.
| want him.

O'Brien.

Yes, when?

They'll be right on it.

They just found the getaway car.

It was dumped down by
the Cow Palace.

I'll cover that with Holeck.

Steve, you take the first stakeout shift
on Lyman's house.

Right.

Use Vince Bondini.

Holeck and Bondini?

If they're involved, why take them?

Stone's axioms, Chapter 2, Verse 1.

Question the subject face to face,
he'll clam.

Ask the time, you'll learn a lot more
what he thinks about than the weather.

What's the matter?

Kicking yourself all over the block
for fouling up this morning?

- All over the peninsula.
- You should.

| know.

We were up so tight all the way in.

| just let down when we got inside
the elevator.

Who would have thought?

Inside police headquarters?

That's just what they were
counting on.

| know.

| wonder what he's gonna buy
out now.

He's been to every men's store
in town.

- He's got the bread, that's for sure.
- Yeah.

| bet what he just spent
in those stores

would pay my wife's hospital bills
in one piece.

Wife's been sick?

She's been in and out.

It's over a year now.

She's got cancer.

Sorry.

Yeah.

But she's got a chance.

They're all, you know,
hopeful at the hospital.

But it costs. A lot, you know?

| know.

- What've you got?
- Couple set of partial prints.

Mostly smudged.

| don't know if we can make anything
out of it, but look at this.

Checks out with Riggs' idea
that he hit him high in the shoulder.

Yeah, it looks like he lost
a lot of blood.

More than he can afford too.

Cullen.

| need a doctor.

Ain't gonna make it out of town
like this.

Look, I'm a driver. Don't know
anything about getting doctors.

Learn.

- I'll get Lyman.
- No.

Why not?

We ate a big fat canary, dude.

That means that the DA's
gonna be burned good.

He's gonna have an ear
on Lyman's phone.

Wow, what do you want me to do?

You go and find a way in that house.

If--

If they're on the phone, they'll be
on the house, too, won't they?

You got it.

- How--?
- There's a way.

Now, you go find it.

Yeah, sure.

Right away.

You know the worst part
of stakeouts?

No, what's that?

Paper cups.

Stone wants you to report back
to headquarters, Steve.

I'll take over from here.

Well, that kind of makes up
for paper cups.

Holeck seems like a nice guy

who just happened to let his guard
down too soon.

That's a pretty casual reading

for a guy that does not usually
make casual readings.

He's mad at himself.

Unless he's a better actor than | think,
all he's guilty of is a mistake.

Well, what about Riggs?

No way.

Intelligence says that he's been
a model cop for 17 years.

Picked up 19 citations for bravery
during that time.

Listen.

Didn't you say that
Andrea McCormick

was in the same class with you
at the academy?

- Yeah.
- How did she finish?

She was right up there.

Probably in the top ten.

Not bad.

Say, how about you?
How did you finish?

| made it through.

| mean, that's all anybody's
ever asked, right?

Well, I'm asking now.

Yeah?

Why is that?

- What?
- What are you doing, Mike?

Just passing the time of day?

No, | was just gonna try
to cover up any blind spots

you might have, buddy boy.

Something you knew about her once.
Forgot, maybe.

| Know how you feel
about people you like.

Like you do about Bondini?

Yeah. Something like that, | guess.

Did you know about his wife?

What?

Cancer.

She's gonna make it through, but the
doctor payments have been heavy.

Are you trying to say that
he's so hard up for money

he could be on the take?

I'm just laying down a fact.

But one piece of information
would take care of a lot of payments.

No. No, no, no.
He's been a straight cop too long.

A lot of straight cops
have been bent, Mike.

| know, | know.
Catch a man when he's down

and you can get any of us.

No, no, no. Not Vince Bondini.

He wouldn't let himself get into
that kind of predicament.

You're sure?

No.

Company.

How bad is he?

Until he gets a doctor to fix him up,

| don't think he's gonna be able
to leave town, Mr. Lyman.

Waste him.

He did the job.

Past tense. That's over.

Larwin's hurt. He's a liability now.

Okay?

Yeah, well--

| mean--

I've done some driving
for the organisation, but | never--

Don't give me that, Cullen.
You wanna move up.

That's why you got hold
of the information on Cahill for us.

Yeah. Well, yeah.

| have a contact
at the department, but--

It's not murder.

Cahill's dead. So's Larwin.

That's a pretty fast repair.

Maybe it was just a tube.

Or a contact.

I'm gonna follow him.

Just leave the house?

I'd rather take a chance
on a wild-goose chase

than miss a possible lead.

Call headquarters.
Get a backup unit here.

What if they don't get here in time?

- I'll take that responsibility. Call in.
- Yes, sir.

Inspectors 351 to headquarters.

- What'd he say?
- He'll send a doctor.

May take a while,
maybe an hour or more.

Anything else?

No.

He did say he was worried
about your being hurt so bad.

Yeah?

Get against that wall.

Hey, wait a minute.

Move.

I'm a driver, man. I'm just a driver.
| don't want any of your action.

- Come on. Please.
- Yeah.

- You sure?
- Yes.

Drea!

How bad is he?

He's dead.

Drea thought we should stay
on stakeout,

but I've seen them lost
too many times.

| just had a hunch
he was the contact.

Well, sometimes an old beat cop's
instincts pays off, | guess.

Say, you say you saw this other man
face to face?

And you couldn't stop him?

Sorry, Mike.
It all just happened so fast.

- I've never been in a situation like that.
- | know you must be upset,

but do you think you could give
a full description to the police artist?

Now?

If you feel like it.

I'm sorry, Mike. | just can't.

Okay.

You get some rest.

Vince and | will finish up.
Give it tomorrow morning.

- I'll take her home, Mike.
- Yes, go ahead.

Now even the hit man can't testify
as to who leaked the information.

Presuming there was a leak.

Bondini was pretty hot about
following that repair truck, wasn't he?

You don't suspect
Lieutenant Bondini?

Just was clever the way the truck
led right to the hit man, that's all.

Oh, that's a dead end, Steve.

Wouldn't sell out the department any
more than he'd sell his wife and kids.

You sound like Mike.

Who does he figure...?

| don't know.
| really don't know. He just--

He doesn't like the idea
of it being Bondini, that's all.

And you don't like the idea
of its being me?

No.

But there is a distinct possibility,
right?

We sure have come a long way since
The Conspiracy, haven't we?

Conspiracy?

| didn't think you'd remember.

It was that funky little place you took
me to the first time we went out.

Oh, yeah.

How'd you pull a name like that
out of the air?

| don't know.

Listen, you wanna go someplace
for a while?

Hopefully better than
The Conspiracy?

Just thought maybe you'd like
to talk with someone.

Thanks.

Maybe some other time. Okay?

Okay.

You're sure you don't want
any company?

No, thanks. I'm kind of tired.
I'd like to be alone for a while.

Good night.

It's our truck, all right.

But | don't know how they got it
off the lot.

- What time do you close up?
- Five.

All the trucks are left in here.
And | lock this gate myself.

Someone must've known
the combination.

When was the last time
you changed it?

Couple of years, anyway.

Listen, I'd like a list of all people

who worked for you the last two,
two and a half years.

We get a big turnover
in this business, lieutenant.

- That's gonna be some list.
- Then you better get on it, Mr. Sabian.

Drea!

Why didn't you call?

Oh, it's no big deal.
| just thought I'd drop by.

What you doing?

Is--? Is Ted home?

No, he's got a job
with strange hours.

You know how it is.

Having a job at all seems
kind of strange, doesn't it?

Don't, Drea.

That's great, you know.

The only family you have and it's a
hassle every time you see each other.

| can't wait for the baby.

That's gonna be different.

Liza.

Sorry.

Oh, my God.

| gotta grow up, | guess.

| gotta stop acting like a martyr
and a mother

and realise I'm just a big sister
that keeps acting like a big--

Jerk.

Yeah, you're never gonna like Ted.

But | love you.

| can't wait for that kid either.

Drea,

if you could just see Ted
the way | do--

| mean, if you could've just seen me
when he found me.

That's all over.

That'll never be over.

| can't ever forget
what it was like to--

Selling myself.

To support a habit.

Hating every minute,
hating every lousy day.

And | don't blame you
for not being there, | really don't.

| was the one who kept
running away.

Kept finding new ways
to get into trouble.

But Ted did pull me out

and he put me back together.

And | love you.

Vince.

Steve.

Anything yet?

Not yet.

What's that?

Close the door.

People who might be tied in
with Bondini.

Beautiful.

Out there he's checking suspects,

in here, he's a possible suspect
himself.

That's right.

So far, no matchup as far as
we can see.

Yeah, come in.

Yeah, ballistics report on those slugs
in your hit man, lieutenant.

Thanks, Tony.

Well, what?

- What does it say?
- Three bullets.

One that Riggs put in his shoulder,
like you thought. One in the leg

and one right through the heart.

- Who killed him?
- Well, according to this report,

Andrea McCormick.

She get lucky or is she that good?

She was one of the best
with a handgun.

There it is.

Right here.

About a year ago, a guy named
Ted Cullen worked

for the Ajax TV Repair Company
as a truck driver.

He worked a couple of months
and quit.

Here is Andrea McCormick's
personnel file.

Next of kin, sister,

Mrs. Theodore Cullen.

Okay, it ties.

But that isn't proof
that she was the leak.

- Pick her up.
- No.

- | want this Cullen.
- Wait a minute, now.

We've got an officer out there
who's using a shield to hide behind.

- She sold information.
- | know what you've got, Mike.

And | know what you feel like
doing about it.

But right now, that's a family matter.

She can't do any more to hurt anybody.
This guy Cullen can make my case.

Right. You could tie him
to Lyman's trail.

Yeah, it's a weaker link than this
contract killer, but it's still a link.

You haul your police woman in here
and rake her over the coals,

her brother-in-law
hears about it and splits.

Okay, okay.
We'll hold off on McCormick.

Keep me posted.

Right.

Sorry, buddy boy.

It just can't be Drea.

It just doesn't figure.

Sometimes it doesn't figure
no matter how you cut it.

Just goes with being human.

- Want some more coffee?
- No, thanks, I'm fine, hon.

Okay.

Hi. | didn't expect you so early.

Well, there's gotta be a reason,
right?

Oh, no.

Not another trip.

Yeah, | gotta go to San Diego.
Hi, Drea.

Ted.

Listen, we just finished dinner.

- I'll heat some up for you.
- No, | don't have time.

The plane leaves in an hour.

Could you throw some things
in a bag for me? Not much.

I'll only be a couple of days.

Hey, | thought they had some kind of
discount for wives on business trips.

No, my wife stays put
until that baby's born.

Okay? Come on.

Okay.

What do they know?

Come on, what gives?
Anybody get a make on me?

No, no, you're safe.

Once you got past me,
you were safe.

| wasn't sure there for a second.

Neither was I.

What about Larwin?

He's dead.

Good.

Good?

Good?

| killed a man
because you lied to me.

You set me up.

Gambling debts, huh, Ted?

You couldn't pay and my sister
was gonna nurse a cripple

for the rest of her life
if | didn't help some way.

Some little tip,
some little piece of information.

So who's hurt? | thought you were
against pimps and prostitutes.

What's the deal? Have you
changed your mind all of a sudden?

But you knew what was going
to happen. You knew.

Okay, okay, | knew.

| Knew, but it's all done now.
It's over with.

Now, you're all right.

I'm all right. Liza's all right.
Who else counts?

Oh, you're a real bag of snakes,
you know that?

| don't know how she can stand you.

Yeah. You wouldn't know anything
about that kind of chemistry, officer.

Drea.

Just don't be cute, Drea.

We've got a lot more

keeping us together

than Liza from here on out.

Now...

... here's the phone number
where | can be reached.

- You find out anything, you call.
- | wouldn't help you.

You will Keep your mouth shut,
won't you?

Because I'm really
in kind of a cruncher now.

And you know what having that baby
means to Liza.

And how difficult it could be for her
if she had to raise it on her own.

Maybe they'd both be better off.

Well, why...?

Why don't you just ask her that?

Look.

There's no sweat.

Like | said, it's all done and it's over.

| have never been arrested,

there's no picture of me
that's gonna get around.

And even with a description,

you're the only one who can
tie me to it.

If you ditch Liza, so help me,

- because | don't care what they--
- You don't get anything, do you?

For you it's got to be good and bad or
black and white or it blows your mind.

| love her. | love Liza. I'm not gonna
ditch her, not for anything.

But...

... I'm not gonna spend
the rest of my life...

... scratching for a living
like some dumb chicken.

There's no future in that.

With Lyman,

| can be somebody, | can--

| can do things. And I'm gonna do it.

- No matter what it costs to get there?
- Right.

And don't you be so damn
self-righteous after what you've done.

We all have a price.

But | thought | was doing something
for Liza. You used her.

No.

No, | used you.

So now all you have to do

is stay cool.

And Liza stays happy.

And stop acting like some kind
of saint. You know what you are.

That's the building. Apartment 3-D.

Watch yourself.
I'll keep you covered.

Yes?

- Mrs. Cullen?
- Yes.

Is Ted home?

No.

My name is Steve.

Ted told me to give him a call
when | was in town.

- Know where | can find him?
- No, not right now.

He's down in San Diego
on a business trip.

San Diego.

- Okay. Thank you very much.
- You're welcome. Good night.

Says he went to San Diego.

We would have heard from the units
at the airport if he had arrived there.

| think he lied. She seems straight.

Like her sister?

Maybe I'm having a little trouble
reading women lately,

but the jury is still out
on that one, too, okay?

Okay. Okay. Sorry.

Everybody's got their weak spots.

| happen to have a couple
of sore ones.

And hiding behind a badge
is one of them.

What do you think,
he's still in a hole?

Yeah, and | think Andrea McCormick
is the only one who can get him out.

O'Brien doesn't want her booked.

| know, | know.

| just wish O'Brien would get us
a federal court order.

Or better yet, | wish somebody
would take her to dinner.

Glad you changed your mind
about seeing me anyway.

I'm glad you asked me.

- Inspector Keller?
- Yes?

There's a call for you
at the reservation desk.

Thank you. Excuse me.

We finally got a break
in that Cahill case.

Identified the driver.

- The driver?
- Yeah.

The guy you saw at the house.
His name's Cullen. Ted Cullen.

His old employer gave us
a good description.

That's where he got
the repair truck from.

There'll be an updated APB
in 15 minutes.

That's good.

Would you excuse me, Steve?
| want to go to the ladies' room.

Sure.

- Excuse me.
- Yes, madame?

Is there another phone?

Yes, there's a public phone
in the powder room.

- Straight ahead.
- Thank you.

Should be any minute now.

Phone number is 555-2178.

- Yeah?
- Ted?

Drea.

| need an address.

Nothing to tie you, huh?
How about being dumb enough

to steal a truck
from the place you used to work?

No. There's an APB out on you.
Full description.

They know who you are.

And it's just a matter of time
before they tie you to me.

Listen to me.

Take Liza and get away from here.

You've gotta take her with you. You'll
never be able to come back for her.

Here, mister. Get out of here.

What do you think you're doing?

Get out of here.

I'll call the manager.

No.

No, it's all right.

The manager knows he's here.

Come on, Liza.

Hold it, Cullen.

Hold it, Cullen.

Okay, okay. No more.
Don't-- Don't shoot.

Inspectors 81 to headquarters.
2149 Buena Vista is a Code 4.

Repeat, Code 4.

Suspect in custody.

Steve.

Move over, will you?

All right, Bob, let's go.

- Steve Keller?
- Yes.

- Inspector Steve Keller?
- That's right.

- You're on your way to Drea's hearing?
- Yes.

She asked if you'd mind not coming.

Well, | guess we don't have to, no.

Thanks.

What do you think will happen?

She'll be dismissed
from the department.

What about the rest?

Well, she didn't know they were gonna
kill Cahill, but they did.

That'll probably make her
an accessory to murder.

With Larwin, he was armed,
shot first,

| guess she could prove
self-defence.

But it's--

She'll be in a long time.

Yeah.

She's gonna need a lot of help
when she gets out too.

All my life she tried to look after me.

| don't mind taking my turn.

I'd better go.

| guess she was thinking
about you too, huh?

Yeah.

Too bad she didn't think about them.