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It's half past the hour here at Talk Radio. We'll have news nightside on the
hour with an update on the story that has our city gripped in fear.
Tonight, the 4th in a series of rape robberies occurred on the South Side,
we'll have an on -the -scene report.
Meanwhile, the subject is the Persian Gulf.
I'm here to listen.
Quiet, you won't be heard.
Are you a fighter, aren't you?
I like that.
All units and four Atom 30, a possible assault in progress.
Woman screaming, says the automatic teller.
California National Bank, 3rd Avenue in Maine.
Suspects reported entering a late model brown Camaro.
4 out of 30 handle the call. Code 3. 4 out of 30, roger.
4 out of 16, still with roaring on 30's call. Code 2.
There.
16, we've got a suspect.
Check for a victim.
Man.
Okay, everybody step back. Come on, get back.
I'll call it in.
Wait still, we're getting an ambulance.
License, x -ray, x -ray, boy, 682.
Run it and give us a short DMV.
The woman?
The others raped and knocked around pretty bad.
Oh, God.
Okay, what?
Hold it a minute.
Hang on a second.
Beth.
They what?
I'll be with you as soon as I can.
She's an Episcopal priest.
Five rape robberies in the last six weeks.
In each case, the victim was a lone female using a telemachine after banking
hours. Some day, some night. Which means the frequency is increasing.
And we're no closer now than we were when the first victim was attacked.
Yeah, well, I guess it's us lazy detectives.
It just seems that we can't get anything off the ground these days.
Okay. So I'm involved.
I would have never guessed.
We're all involved.
You don't know what that woman's been going through or what she's feeling.
O 'Brien.
Yeah.
Romano, line three.
So, what did you do after your nap today, O 'Brien?
I formulated a plan.
You're going to let us know the plan?
Uh -oh. Sounds like the detective bureau's in the throes of a revolution.
Frickin' Frack seem to be moving in this direction. And I see them hitting next
in the Hillsborough area or right here.
Where's the commentary?
The plan of stakeouts.
Your blue suits catch on quick, don't you? Did we just inherit a small army?
There must be 50 automatic tellers in those areas.
No army. But that's why I want to go fishing. I want to bait both areas.
Take the central two square miles of each, send out decoy teams, have them
back and forth between the telemachines on assigned beams.
How many teams do you have? Six.
And still recruiting.
Ah, here it comes. You want Stacy and Corrigan for recovery.
Count it.
Good enough.
I'll tell you, Hooker, sometimes I get so damn mad.
I was watching you out there last night, holding on to your cool.
I don't know how you do with the parasite.
What happened?
My mom was mugged.
She was closing the deli and some South Philly purse snatcher broke her wrist
trying to grab the bag out of her hand.
She's in the hospital and I'm 3 ,000 miles away.
Is she all right?
They're studying the x -rays right now.
You know, it's bad enough having to do the job we do.
Seeing what goes down on the streets every day.
When it's personal.
So let's deal with what's important.
How can we help your mom?
Well, I'm not sure. I've got to call my brother.
Somebody's got to take care of the store.
I know my mom. She's probably had something cooking on the stove all day.
And there's our dog, Bear.
There's so many things to take care of.
You just take care of the list.
And if your mom needs you, I'll get the days off shut.
Okay. Thank you.
I feel
for Beth. I mean, the pain she's been
through and the anguish in her eyes when I talked to her in the ambulance.
There's nobody to help her deal with it, as a woman or as a priest. What about
her family?
That's another story.
Her father's a priest on the East Coast.
Ah, so a physical priest can marry. Even the women.
But I don't think Beth could look toward home for support.
Her father was the first bishop to refuse to ordain her.
Oh, terrific.
Drop me off here.
I'll cruise the banks between here and Central.
Put out all the bait I can.
Watch yourself.
I want those guys almost as bad as Tucker.
This knife the
detectives found at the rape scene.
I've seen one like it before somewhere.
All the lab could come up with on it is that it's European Ford steel, probably
British.
Still doesn't tell us how it got into the hands of the rapist.
Sold mail order through mercenary magazine.
Are you psychic?
I've run across a few of the types who buy that macho junk, and they're hired
for dirty work.
I think that's what we're dealing with, mercenaries. I don't know. What else do
we have?
We'll start with their favorite watering holes.
And I thought the last place was bad.
Wait here.
Thanks a bunch.
I really don't have a lot of time for the cops today. A plentiful
man gets some war freaks, right?
You must have the wrong place, Hooker.
Now, let's say both of us a lot of time, Tiny.
There's two mercs raping and robbing in the streets as though they were back in
San Salvador, I want to know.
Sorry, I can't help you.
Now, Tiny, you've got a choice.
Either you give me what's stirring, or I'll give police harassment a whole new
meaning.
Finish your beer.
Okay, two guys with on and off cash have been hanging around here lately.
Now, the word is they got bounced out of Nicaragua when the politicals brought a
lot of pressure down on the death squads.
One of them carry a marauder now?
Come to think of it, he does.
Names? The working handles are Dancer and Pyro.
Now, that's all I know, and that's straight.
Charlie, you'll be fine. Just fine.
Dr. Blythe is a co -operator.
I checked with the airport. There's a flight out at 7. There's an offer sent.
Thanks anyway, Hooker, but Mama said no.
You talked to her? Yeah.
They're going to keep her for observation, but she insisted she was
little pain.
She wanted me to save my time off for Christmas.
Oh, she'll be up and around in no time.
Bringing up a kid like you, she had to be tough.
The only thing she complained about was the horrible feeling of being so
violated.
I think it was Beth, huh?
I had to drop you off at headquarters.
Where are you going?
Somewhere I haven't been in a long time.
And then the others... He's the stranger, and they brought
him back to the old fisherman, and they said, look at this beautiful fish that
he's stolen from you.
And then they all shouted, how shall we punish him? But do you know what the old
fisherman did instead?
He picked out an even more beautiful fish from his catch, and he gave it to
stranger. And he said, here, take this one home so that you can feed your
family, too.
Now, why do you think he did that?
He didn't like fish?
I don't think that's what it was.
Hooker, it's been a long time. Still checking up on the staff, I see. The
captain's job.
Especially when one mate's vulnerability threatens to tip the whole boat.
Mm -hmm, that was part of it. But what else?
Because he was generous.
I'd appreciate it if the police could low -key this whole thing, Hooker. It's
been difficult on all of us.
Does anyone have another idea?
Sean? He forgave the stranger.
Exactly. That's exactly right. He forgave the stranger, just like the
tells us to forgive.
See, it's very easy to hate when someone's done something bad to us. But
forgive, we show our love to that person, even if he's a total stranger.
We're running out of time, as usual.
So I want you all to remember your projects, and I'll see you next week,
Boot.
Bye. Bye.
Bye.
You have a special way of showing children the good in people.
Hooker, I don't know if I can keep it up.
Just have as much faith in yourself as the kids are doing you.
You won't have any problem.
Beth, the cops that I sent in for help to you and the ones that came in on
own, don't sell yourself short.
Just because you didn't get me inside there on a permanent basis doesn't mean
that the others didn't benefit by coming in.
Chuck Simpson's marriage is still together, do you know that?
And Pete?
Who will ever forget Pete?
He was raised in the church, Hooker.
Yeah, but it wasn't me who stopped him from swallowing the wrong end of his
revolver. It was you,
Beth.
I know how hard this has been on you.
Time and again, we've come up dry on any suspects.
I have to ask you to try and remember.
I couldn't stop thinking about it last night.
It was some kind of dream.
Nightmare. It was.
Hooker.
Trust me.
I do, Hooker.
The man who had the knife wore some kind of hood, and I ripped it off.
You saw his face?
I guess I did.
Well, we'll get a sketch artist down here. We'll do a composite. No, Hooker,
wouldn't do any good.
I saw his face. I must have seen his face, but I can't remember.
All I can see is that horrible knife.
That's all, nothing else.
His voice?
His clothing?
One thing.
When I... When I pulled the hood off, he hit me.
And he... He called me something that... It sounded Spanish.
Uh... Marina.
No,
Marina.
Called me Marita.
Like Brian said, let's go. Well, back to number three.
Don't sound. Don't sound.
Now move.
Jim, over there.
Yes, going down. Call it in.
X -ray 16, 211 in progress verified. Location number three.
Hold it, Talit! Don't move!
Are you okay?
Sure.
X -ray 16 to all units. Possible 2 -11.
Rape suspect headed north on Pacific from Coral Reef.
All units, all frequencies, stand by.
4 -X -ray 16 reports suspect in a 1980 Chevy, brown in color, proceeding north
on Pacific from Coral Reef.
Let's say he and Cora can stick up.
Two blocks to the right.
No problem, officer.
All right, end of the road.
Rape. Armed robbery.
Six counts to start with. You're looking at a deep hole behind steel doors,
mister. I don't know what you're talking about.
I told you I saw a dude, a gun I took off. Think I'm gonna get involved with
stuff like that? Had nothing to do with me. That dude is your partner.
Well, he told you that.
No. Didn't have a chance.
He's dead.
That's a shame. For his family, I mean.
I didn't know him. You wanna play games? You play games.
But you're gonna burn for what you did to those women.
I promise you.
You know, from now on, you can talk to my lawyer, because I said all I'm going
to say to you.
That tore the car apart.
Nothing. No knife, no mask, not even a water pistol.
What about the record?
He had the rest coming out of his ears, but no conviction.
CIA has him down for rape and murder in four continents.
They could never prove anything.
Their last hookup was in San Salvador. Part of the death squad terror over
there. Which gives us nothing over here.
Well, we have to hold him on something.
What about all of that?
Wheels were borrowed. We got Zip, Hooker.
Either we turn to Miracle in the next couple of hours or he's back on the
street. Then we'll just have to go back to somebody in the Miracle business.
Okay, I'll call you tomorrow.
Mom?
I love you.
How has she been?
Oh, she was pretty depressed until she got a dozen roses from somebody she
didn't know.
A Jim Corrigan.
You don't say.
What a coincidence, huh?
Hey, it's a popular name.
Yeah, well, whoever he is, he made her day.
You're asking a lot, Hooker.
I'm not sure I can.
He'll be in the lineup. The room will be dark.
He won't see.
Why doesn't that reassure me?
Well, it's your decision.
Whatever you decide, I'll understand.
I wish Father Johansson had some of whatever you're giving me right now. You
want me to talk to him for you?
I think they're tense enough to do it. I don't want to give him any excuses.
All right.
Step up into your position.
Face front.
Let's move it. Come on.
Number two, head up.
Lieutenant? All set, Hooker.
Yeah?
Remember, there's no rush.
I can't.
Try.
It's no use. I can't.
Read this and sign here.
My pleasure. Is that mine?
Southern Hooker. Where can I find him?
Repeat that, can you? I'm Dr. Ross. I'm to see him for transportation to a
witness hypnosis session on a rape case.
He's just changing.
And he asked that you meet him in the locker room. It's the last door on your
right.
Don't worry. If there's anything to it, they'll have to contact me first.
Sergeant Hooker has explained it all to you, Beth?
I think she's ready.
Father, you're handsome.
Beth needs your support. I don't think she's getting it.
She's not a parishioner, Sergeant.
I'm the one who needed support.
I was never sure about the idea of ordaining women in the first place.
And second, Beth is on staff here because of pressure from Mike Bishop.
I believe we're seeing the results, aren't we?
There's nothing to worry about.
He'll be awake the whole time.
All the doctor's going to do is help charge him anyway.
Any questions?
Okay.
I'll be right here.
All right, then.
Sit back.
Close your eyes.
That's it.
Close your eyes and relax.
Relax and listen to my voice.
Now I want you to go back.
Back to the back.
You're standing at the teller machine.
Can you see yourself?
What are you doing?
I'm putting in the card, punching in my numbers.
Go on.
Now I'm turning around and walking.
A man grabs you.
Yes.
What's happening?
He's forcing me around the corner.
There's another man there.
Can you see his face?
No. He's wearing a hood.
What's he doing to you?
Pushing me down.
I'm on the ground.
My cross.
What are you doing, Beth?
I'm fighting him.
But he's too strong.
Oh, the hood. I pulled it off.
Do you see his face?
He can't hurt you. Look behind the knife.
The man in the lineup.
The third one from the left.
It's him.
The DA will require a corroboration, but we've got enough for an arrest warrant.
You okay?
I'll let you know when we have him back in custody.
the DA's office requests you meet in Judge Kenton's chambers, Department 105,
obtain the arrest warrant on your suspect.
4 Adam 30, roger.
For these and all other sins, I'm truly sorry.
May God and his love enlighten your heart. The Lord has put away all your
Thanks be to God.
Go in peace and pray for me, a sinner.
Bless me, for I have sinned.
The Lord be in your heart and open your lips that you may truly and humbly
confess your sins.
I've raped a woman.
I'm listening.
You'll let me tell you about it?
My duty as a priest.
I was hoping you'd say that.
Marita!
Gardner said he saw a man meeting that description, leaving the back way.
Okay, please.
It wasn't to hurt you.
What did he come here for? What did he want?
I'm sorry, I can't talk about it.
That's crazy.
Hooker, don't you understand? I don't have the right.
My God, he's confessed to you.
That's it, isn't it?
Let's go and try to invoke your vow of silence.
He's tricked you.
There.
Beth, if you don't stand up in court and nail this human scavenger, there's
nothing anybody can do to stop them from doing it all over again.
I can't. If you don't, we all lose. Beth, listen to me.
You're all we have. There is no other way.
There has to be.
No, don't you understand?
This is the reason why you could never get me to come inside.
Are you saying you don't believe in God?
I believe.
I also believe a man doesn't have to be inside four walls to pray.
And I can't accept any man -made doctrine that prevents a person from
what's right.
And all the trappings that take the place of this are doing that.
Looker, how can you make such a judgment?
I'm inside here. That's how I make it.
I believe it's wrong to let that animal go free.
If I did what you're asking, it would go against everything I live for. What
about his next victim? What she lives for?
I can't, Hooker.
I'm sorry, I just can't.
Beth is one of the first women priests to be ordained, and now she's not even
getting support from her own rector.
Just when we need some of the grit that got her to where she is.
A perfect corroboration to a one -on -one identification.
She won't say a word about what happened.
You can't blame her, Hooker. She's got her own laws to obey.
They're just different from ours, that's all.
Not so different that a maggot like Pyro can't twist them around to work in his
favor. Why does it always go in the crook's favor?
Because if my mom has already picked up a new wardrobe off of her credit card.
Maybe to help nail him quicker.
It's not the case with Pyro.
What if I talk to Beth?
She's committed, 200%.
There's got to be a way.
Another approach, maybe.
You figure an animal like that wouldn't deserve perfection.
Romano?
You're brilliant.
I am?
Bergen, chow down. I've got a job for you.
Yeah, it worked. Like a charm.
Yeah.
Now that's what I like to hear.
Best, buddy.
Just in time for celebration, huh?
You might say that.
Hey, you're looking at a winner, down and dirty.
In that case, let me buy the winner a beer. Make it two.
Ain't much obliged, Jack.
I know you from somewhere.
San Remo?
I never saw any of that, actually.
Oh, that was all fun.
Hey, the takeover on behalf of... You were pouring for that wild man, Mancuso.
Oh, you know Mancuso?
Only by reputation.
I value my butt more than get hooked up with him.
Well, all the rewards were there after the shooting was over. She came adrift.
Oh, yeah, I get it, all right.
So what was it got the celebration going?
A war, bet, or a solid score on the ladies' front?
Ah, freedom.
Total freedom in this here U .S. of A.
That's the name of the game.
Man, great.
Of course, you do still need to keep the man on your side. Man?
That guy upstairs who keeps our blood off the killing ground.
Yeah, you maybe.
Me, all I need is a fresh clip and a head start.
Right, sure thing.
Spoken like a true Mancuso warrior.
You think that's funny?
I think all you rookies say that till you take that first bullet.
Yeah.
And all of a sudden, the man becomes real important.
And you start believing real fast.
Hey, Jack.
First of all, I ain't no rookie.
And second, the only man I believe in is standing right here. You got that?
Is that so? Yeah.
Because God is for suckers.
Well?
He's an atheist.
And therefore not entitled to the privilege of confession.
Which means you can testify of confession, right?
No.
The vows of confession are absolute, regardless of the religious conviction
the confessor. But he has no convictions. You heard the tape.
It doesn't matter.
Father, you're handsome.
In the long run, the decision is the priest's.
She must weigh the gravity of the matter against her own personal convictions.
Beth, that is possible.
No.
No, Hooker, for me, it is not possible.
Besides my convictions, my faith, there are all those women behind me who want
what I have.
I can't turn my back on them.
Hooker, I am the minister of children, and it's wonderful, but I want more.
I want my own church someday.
I have been here a year, and I haven't even been given the chance to deliver a
sermon on Sunday.
But that chance will come.
It will come.
Because I believe.
And because I will not compromise my faith or my vows
one inch.
I'm sorry, Hooker.
God knows how sorry I am.
I tell you, Hooker, I never thought I'd see the day when a con would save his
neck by confessing. Maybe he hasn't. Maybe there's another way to corroborate
her identification.
How do you mean? We know that Beth won't reveal the confession, but Pyro
doesn't. So?
So.
Is Corrigan still at the bar? Yeah.
Call Pyro's lawyer.
Tell him to bring him in.
On what charge?
Rape.
Tell him the lady priest has just agreed to testify to Pyro's confession.
Keep the fee. Hey, what's your hurry?
Lawyers. Bad news?
Nothing I can't handle.
Happy trails, Jack.
Yeah.
How about me buying you a beer, pal? Another time, man.
How about now?
Hooker? Did he get the call?
Yeah.
And I don't think he's going to meet his lawyer.
I'm sure he's headed for the church.
I'll call Beth right away.
On your knees.
On your neck.
Place your fingers.
There's this Philly purse snatcher I'm going to meet someday.
I hope he gives me this kind of satisfaction.
Just let him swing first, Junior.
On your feet.
Father.
It's good to see you this morning, Hooker.
I can hear sermons like the one I heard today.
I might be inside every Sunday. Be careful. I might take you up on that.
Sergeant, she did a fine job.
Want to hear a confession?
I'm afraid that's not my line of business.
I stole something this morning.
What?
I thought my knees were going to buckle during that sermon.
I looked down and saw you sitting there.
He stole a little strength.
Well, you owe me a favor.
Oh, okay.
Are you telling me you had an ulterior motive for coming this morning? Maybe a
little bit of both.
I need some of your strength.
Okay, try me.
One of the guys at the station is having serious family problems.
It's led to booze and... Well, let's just say if he doesn't get any help, it
could lead to the kind of mistakes that get young cops killed.
Or the partners.
When can I see him?
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