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Thank you.

Hold it.

Hold it. There she is. That's the one I
told you about before.

Ain't she pretty?

She got a little friend for you too,
babe.

We never took on two girls before.

What's wrong? Don't you feel man enough
to handle them?

Heads that go first, tails you.

There ain't no tails on a two -headed
coin, Fiker.

Oh, really?

Tell me about it.

All right, I want you to bring it around
the block and get this show on the

road, right?

Here, turn the plate taxi to Juneau
Hall. In you go, sugar.

Took a call from you down at the
precinct from this professor friend of

Belinda? Yeah.

She said, um, just tell him that I think
it's going to happen.

Oh, it sounds exciting.

It's not what you think. She's talking
about a teaching job. Aw.

I thought you already taught a couple of
college courses.

They're expanding the department. Asked
me how I'd feel about a full -time

position.

Morgan couldn't be serious about this. I
don't know whether it's the lady or the

job he's most serious about.

What if I blow it? You won't, if you
remember the rules.

Don't take any dabs about them
inspecting the merchandise first.

Get the money up front.

Hello, ladies.

My friend and I were wondering if maybe
you'd like to, you know, perhaps get in

the back of the van and have a nice
evening with us, just the four of us.

do you say?

No, thank you.

Two more rules.

Make sure the guy's not a creep, and
never go with more than one guy at a

You know, we're known for being
generous, and we're sweet and charming,

we're great guys. Look at my friend.
He's beautiful.

Look, isn't he gorgeous? Smile. Smile.
Come on.

Look at him. He's beautiful. You know
how broke I am.

I could really use a bread.

All right, look. She who hesitates is
lost.

Come on.

I remember him. He's okay.

Come on.

Okay. It's okay? All right. I'm still
from the back of the van, all right?

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Nancy. Okay, so what kind of party you
want?

I don't know. Let's talk about it.

I can't imagine Corrigan or anyone
wanting to toss their badge in for a

blackboard and eraser.

Give yourself time, Junior.

You'd be surprised what looks tempting
after a few more years on the street.

Yeah?

See the gun, lady? See the barrel?

Must take a nice, good look.

No, baby.

Abner finds it very pretty.

I do.

I really do. I bet your mom really likes
you. You're such a cute little baby

with those cute blue eyes.

No. No.

No.

See the rope?

Take a nice look. See it, Dane?

in pursuit of Brown's 74th van heading
west on Cotillion at 21st.

It strangled her.

Betsy.

I'm going to need your help to catch
that scum who killed your friend.

She wasn't my friend.

She was just someone I knew.

Well, we'll have to notify our parents.

I wouldn't care.

Dad, she wouldn't have been here.

Why don't you just let me go home?

Officer Romano's gone to call your mom.

When she gets here, you'll be released.

What about your friend's mother?

I'm going to have to call her, too.

Name's Lori Spencer.

She came down a couple days ago from
Washington State.

That's all I know.

I shouldn't have let her get in that van
with those creeps.

She didn't know the angles yet.

And you do.

I can take care of myself.

I wouldn't have gotten into that van
with those creeps. Did you know?

No.

Laurie said she did, but...

Oh, my God.

Mrs. Campbell.

We'd like Betsy to come back tomorrow
morning and talk to us and tell her

had a special task for us. We want her
to make an official statement, go

the mug books, and work with a composite
artist.

What on earth for?

She was the witness to a murder.

The fourth in a string of killings.

The Boulevard Strangler?

Oh, my God. When your father finds
out...

I'll try, but it's so hard. You try
harder.

The killers know that she can recognize
them.

I

don't

know how much longer we can put up with
this kind of behavior.

Your father is going to be furious when
he finds out. And I'll tell you one

thing, young lady. I am not going to
take...

Morning, Mrs. Reynolds.

Oh, hi, Betsy. Did my mother's rent
check come in the mail yet? Yes, it did.

And she sent me the sweetest note
telling me how much she appreciates me

out for you.

Ah, well, it's easy being on my own when
I know you're around, just in case I

need somebody.

Sweetheart, you're no trouble, whatever.

Now run along.

Study hard in school, yeah? Thanks, Mrs.
Reynolds.

Background profiles in each of those
kids are all the same. Runaways, most of

them from bad homes.

I'll never get used to hearing that
story. Kids being abused and sexually

assaulted. No wonder they run away.
Those girls are four of one. The million

kids who do the same thing every year.
And we're damn near useless when it

to doing something about it. There's
something about this. Okay.

Could you clue me in?

What are you talking about?

Our key witness, Betsy Campbell.

She's a no -show.

Did you call the number her mother put
on the juvenile release form?

I hadn't checked the address.

Either she made them up or we need
better maps.

They're both phony.

I still have the number Betsy gave me to
call her mother last night.

Look, I'm buried.

Could you guys check it out? We're on
it.

Look, look, I'm sorry I won't be able to
meet with the dean today. But there's

been a break in the case we're working
on.

This lady professor?

Yes.

I'll try to get over at the end of the
watch.

Okay, sweetheart.

Thanks for calling.

Bye -bye.

I think they want me.

Well, here's the police work. You're
going to throw it all away?

Stace, I'm just one slightly used cop
out on the street.

I think you're one good cop.

It makes a difference.

Hooker, in a classroom, I can teach an
army of cops to go out there and make a

difference. That's not the point. What
is it you want?

To stand at a chalkboard or jockey a
squad car?

Hooker, Betsy's phone number doesn't
come back to her residence.

Shady lady lingerie?

I can't wait to check it out.

Take it easy.

Look, my man, if I can go to all the
trouble of getting you some new

think you can live through getting them
on.

How long are we going to live after the
cops find us?

Now they got a girl who knows exactly
what we look like.

Joseph, when are you going to have faith
in me, huh?

Haven't I always kept you out of
trouble?

Come on, look at me. Haven't I kept you
out of trouble?

Even that first time when I looked the
other way for you?

You don't remember that, do you? Well,
it was different. There was a little

grifting in the bus station.

You know, you said nobody would ever
find out. You said it'd be just for

Hasn't it been like I said?

I'll tell you what you do.

You sit there, and you let me take care
of the girl who saw us, all right?

There's got to be a mix -up, Booker.

Betsy and her family couldn't possibly
live here. Well, if they do, they must

get some interesting company.

Excuse me, we're looking for Mrs.

Edie Campbell.

You must have the wrong address.

This is no time to play games, Mrs.
Campbell.

Where's Betsy? You didn't bring her to
the precinct this morning.

I couldn't. I had to open the shop.

Betsy's home telephone number keeps
coming back to this shop.

Oh, I can explain that. I have called
forwarding, and I gave out the shop

number, but at night it rings home.

Is that where she is now, at home?

I'm not sure.

Well, what does it take to make you
sure?

A coffin with your kid in it?

Look, don't you think that a 15 -year
-old girl's mother should know where she

is? Look, I'm not Betsy's mother.

What?

I'm an actress.

Betsy hired me to play like I'm her
mother sometimes. You can't expect me to

keep tabs on her, too, you know?

You've got to be kidding.

No, I'm not.

Look, I'm Edie Wright.

The last time I worked was about a year
ago, and it was a dog food commercial.

My unemployment insurance ran out,
and... Hey, come on, it's a job, you

Well, if you're not Betsy's mother,
where's her real mother?

Her family?

How should I know?

A kid wandered in here one day looking
for a job, and she ended up hiring me to

play her mother.

But this Strangler thing... She really
saw the killers.

And she could be in deep trouble.

Where does she live?

Guys, if I knew, I'd tell you.

The kid only calls me when she's got a
bit number for me to do.

Last night it was for you.

Time before that, though, I did a bit at
her high school PTA meeting.

What PTA? What high school?

Lincoln High School. You should have
seen me.

Look, Edie.

Betsy shows up.

Call me.

No matter how much she pays you.

Are you Mr. Fiker, the depot supervisor?

That's right. What can I do for you? The
guard said you could approve posting

these M .O. bullets.

Let's take a look here.

Who are you looking for?

This girl ID'd two men with the
strangled M .O. The description's at the

of the page.

And she's what? She's missing?

Yeah.

Well,

you know, of course I haven't seen these
guys around here, but if you'd like,

I'd be more than happy to post them
around the terminal.

We could use all the help we can get.

Absolutely. I appreciate it. Good day,
sir. Thank you.

I can understand where Corrigan's coming
from.

About teaching.

Well, there are worse things in the
world than passing the torch.

If that's what you're gonna have to do.
Yeah.

I have one teacher I guess I'll never
forget.

An old -timer, you know.

Yeah? Who? You.

Oh, she's a teacher's dream.

Straight -A student.

My husband and I have had her over to
dinner.

You know, she has the makings of a
champion freestyler. And I'm hoping she

attend our summer swimming camp.

With her parents' permission, of course.

Then you've met her parents.

Only her mother.

Seemed like a nice lady.

Is Betsy in some kind of trouble?

She's in danger, Mrs. McKenzie.

The office said that we could find her
here in this class.

That's right.

She was just here.

The bell doesn't ring yet for 20
minutes. There was no reason for Betsy

leave. Yes, there was.

Now what?

Thank the office to get her home
address, I hope. Thank you very much.

No, I haven't seen the child since this
morning. And nobody, but nobody gets in

this building without a spike of me
knowing about it.

Isn't he something?

You'd be surprised how quiet it's gone
down in this neighborhood since I got

that dog.

He's a regular four -legged neighborhood
watch, huh? How about that?

That's great.

Mrs. Reynolds, do you think it's strange
that a girl Betsy's age would live here

all alone?

Yes, her mother and I talked about that.

You met her mother?

On the phone.

She said this would teach Betsy to take
care of herself.

Of course, she paid me a little extra
each month to keep an eye on her.

Hooker. Swimming trophies.

Two different names.

Betsy Campbell, Betsy Morgan.

You think Betsy Morgan from Fresno,
California and Betsy Campbell from

High just might be? One and the same.

Come on.

Mr. Reynolds?

Yes.

Please get in touch with me if Betsy
comes back.

All righty.

Thank you, Matt.

Hey, Spike.

Keep up the good work.

Good dog.

Call O 'Brien.

Have him throw some men around this
area. And Edie's shop.

Then have Stacy check with Fresno PD.
See if they have a runaway report on a

Betsy Morgan.

I don't get it, Hooker. Why would a girl
go to all the trouble to set up a make

-believe mother, being a model student,
if she's going to be a streetwalker?

Good question.

Let's hope we find her.

Ain't time to get an answer.

Burn it, Joseph.

Why?

Did the girl tell them about it? About
us?

Some. Not enough.

Luckily for us, our little bird's just
like all the rest.

She can't stand cages.

Cops don't have her. She got away from
them.

Where is she?

Doesn't matter.

Because when she leaves, she's going to
leave exactly the same way she came in.

On the bus.

When we spot her.

What are you doing in here? There's a
cop out there. Tell me something new.

I took Sissy out and she'll keep him
occupied.

Eddie, I need help.

I gotta leave town.

Can you lend me some money? Baby, you
can't just run away like that. I can't

stay here.

My whole life's blown.

School, work, everything.

I gotta cut out.

And leave those cops stranded with those
psycho stranglers?

Betsy, I covered for you with that cop
hooker about your past and all. But I am

really worried now because he said you
could be hurt.

They'll send me home.

I can't let those cops destroy the rest
of my life.

Now, are you going to help me?

Or aren't you?

Now we've been checking everyone that
contacted Stacy and the other police

at the station. And five blocks in every
direction.

But it looks similar.

I called Fresno. There's no record of a
runaway named Betsy Morgan.

I'm tracing her family through the
school's funding metal.

Been any sign of her on the street?

We've hit every halfway house and teen
prostitute counseling center in the

How's the psychiatric workup of the
killers coming?

The FBI is pitching in.

But there's a dozen ways to look at it.
They seem to be leaning towards a

Bianchi Buono type profile.

It fits half the mass murderers in
history.

A breed of cane.

What?

Scum who've crossed over from stealing
property and stealing lives without

giving it a second thought.

Hooker, you're not making my day any
easier, you know. Hey, Pete, we'll keep

heat on. I don't want to find that girl
in the ditch somewhere any more than you

do. Right.

Hooker, those are teaching contracts
Jim's reading.

Can't you talk to him? He can't afford
to lose them.

We or you, Stace?

How about all of us?

This lady professor is really lobbying
you to take the offer, isn't she?

You gonna sign those contracts?

Pays good.

I won't be sidestepping bullets, and
Linda feels I'd head the department

somewhere down the line.

But there are a lot of other factors to
consider.

Not the least of which is my partner
over here.

Lying too, Hooker.

It's that woman who plays Betsy's
mother.

Sergeant, Betsy came by here asking for
money so she could leave the city, and I

decided to call you instead.

Where can I find her?

Waiting for me to bring the money to the
bus station.

Sergeant, don't tell on me, okay?

Not a word, Edie.

Let's go.

You should think it's about time we got
reacquainted, all right?

Okay, there it's set.

Stay here.

Your partner.

Who is he?

You may be dying.

Don't take this to the grave with you.

Who is your partner?

FBI sent us a tentative make on our John
Doe.

Name's Joe Rask, alias Joey Rascal,
Joseph Rackets. He's a small -time

out of Chicago.

Been in and out of prison for heisting
baggage from the air, train, and bus

depots. Spent time in a state mental
hospital, too.

What about the car they were in?

Flew together junkyard farts, had
inactive plates, stolen tags.

SID's running a make on him now. We
still don't know where he lived or what

did in our city, except for killing
teenage girls.

I just pulled the plug on the command
post effort.

Sixty cops.

Doing a six -block, building -to
-building search.

What happened to our strangler?

Disappeared like a ghost in a snowstorm.

Damn.

Fresno report came in on Betsy.

Betsy Morgan grew up in Fresno. She's
considered a problem student in school.

A father who molested her and a mother
who was too weak to need to stop her.

Betsy's been through hell, Hooker. How
can we send her back to these people?

The detectives got the composites of the
printers.

I hear you did a bang of job on them.

And for my trouble, I get a free meal
ticket in Chivvy Hall, huh?

Is that what Betsy Morgan wants?

I'm not going back.

And if you send me, I'm not going to
stay.

What are you going to do, hit the
streets again?

End up an over -the -hill 20 -year -old
with $100 a day habit?

And a pimp who kicks you out in the cold
when you don't make your quarter?

You can stop the scare tactics,
Sergeant.

I survived 12 years with a lech I had to
call my daddy.

Nothing can be worse.

Dad can be worse.

We all end up in the dirt sooner or
later anyway.

Hey, stop it.

You don't believe that any more than we
do.

If you did, you wouldn't have friends
like Edie.

Mrs. Randles and your coach, Mrs.
McKenzie.

And those two.

We care for you, too.

So don't tell me you want to throw your
life out the window.

Help me.

Please help me.

I don't want to go back to them.

They couldn't do for life.

Could be half a dozen hostess floating
around this city.

And then again, there could be only one.

Up against the wall.

Hey, man, I ain't done nothing wrong.
Then why'd you make us break a sweat?

I didn't want to be paying no fine
because homeboy at the Beans and Bacon

turned me in again.

For break dancing? Yeah, that's right.

Man, Wyndham City Father's gonna stop
outlawing creativity.

Maybe when they can eat their beans and
bacons without their stomach eating time

to your feet.

That's nice.

Where'd you get it?

You like it?

Some kind of class, huh?

You steal it?

Buy it?

Gift from an admirer? What you coming
down on me with? This vest was seen on a

murder suspect.

You want to tell it downtown? Let's go.

Hey, look, man, I ain't no thief.

Hey, you can have it.

Thanks.

Just looking to have to know where it
came from.

I saw this guy put it in the incinerator
behind the shop.

The fire wasn't lit, so while it was
gone, I snatched it out.

And I did like what I saw, you know?

Did he look anything like this?

Yeah, that's the deal. No question about
it. The shot, where is it?

That way.

Over there.

Move down there a couple of blocks.

Give the bacon lover the break.

The judge and child welfare people
talked it over.

You're not going back to Fresno.

Hey, can you stick me with a couple of
old folks who need a slave to do

housework?

Not great yet, I hope.

You'd take me?

Yeah. Until we find some nice people
who'll care about you as much as we do.

Come with me, I gotta go change.

Mr. Fiker, isn't it, from the bus
station?

That's right.

What can I do for you?

You know that little girl you were
looking for?

Yeah. Well, I thought I'd come by and
let you know that one of my people said

they spotted her near the station.

We already picked her up. She's safe and
sound.

Looks like it came down for nothing
then, huh?

I don't call being a concerned citizen
nothing.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

That's quite a trick.

If we could just make problems disappear
like that.

Sometimes you can.

Morgan!

Hooker called in.

Said he thinks he's found that red vest
we've been looking for.

Hey, could you go over and pick up the
strangler composites at the print shop?

Sure. And deliver them out to that
address.

Hooker's going to be serving a search
warrant.

Okay, I'm on my way, Lieutenant.

Well, here you go.

Ah, so you're finally going to get that
Meshuggah, huh?

Do you know this man?

Yeah, yeah. He comes in here to see the
little gun that runs this place.

You notice anything special about him?
Ever hear him talking about where he

lives? No, no.

But maybe you think that this
motorbiker's red vest is special enough.

it's the magic with his hands.

He wore this vest?

Yeah.

The magic with his hands.

Do you ever come around here looking
like this, wearing a blue blazer maybe?

Yeah, yeah, in the daytime, always like
that.

Jim? His name is Fiker. He works in
customer service at the bus depot.

That's sleight of hand.

He came by the precinct to report
someone seeing Betsy at the bus station.

Maybe he was looking for her instead. He
was there about the same time Stacey

was taking Betsy to her place.

Let's roll.

Call this man.

That's Landline Stacey.

Warner.

Back to someplace like I'm used to.

France. Freddie.

Is that what you've had up till now?

I figured I was lucky to have that.

You don't have to depend on luck. You
can make your own.

If you keep going to school and stay off
the boulevard.

I'm sorry, I won't lecture you.

Yes. Hi there.

You and I have some unfinished business.

Want to stand?

30, we get no answer at Officer
Sheridan's phone number.

Keep trying, dispatcher. Approximate ETA
is three minutes.

Roger, 30.

Is that tight enough?

I hope so.

Now, baby, you caused me a lot of
problems.

Remember this?

Later for you.

after Betsy outside.

Go on, take care of her.

The roof.

Got to be around here somewhere.

Make it roll.

Grab on.

You all right?

Yeah.

It's okay, Betsy.

I'll never hurt you again.

Contracts are floating away.

Want me to fish them out?

Let him sink.

Well, like a dream come true, giving
Betsy a foster home.

My husband and I intend to make it
permanent as soon as the court allows.

I got something for you.

How could I ever repay you for this?

You already have.

Now maybe you can win another one of
those.

Say, at the next national meet.

Huh?