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The Streets of San Francisco, a Quinn Martin production.

Starring Carl Malden.

Also starring Richard Hack.

With guest stars Ned Beatty, Susan Oliver,

Paul Kavonis,

Edward Power, Raphael Campbell.

Tonight's episode, Hang Tough.

Will we take him now?

Yeah, let's go.

Police, open up!

Looking for a little action?

Call an ambulance?

Too late.

She OD'd.

She's just a kid.

Yeah? You clean, huh?

You want to tell that to the kid upstairs?

What kid? What are you talking about?

Only one more corpse.

Hardly counts, right?

Hey, I don't know nothing about no stairs.

You garbage.

Maybe this will help you remember.

Hey, Bugs, cut it out. What are you, crazy, man?

faking get up spider faking eddie you're lucky he's still breathing i swear

eddie i don't know what's getting into you you want to know what out there

there's a dead kid laying in a room up there scum like this goes scot -free

besides he uh pulled a knife on me didn't he i didn't see no knife

yeah are you crazy eddie why snowflake the

guy i got my reasons

On your feet, punk.

All yours.

They both look the same.

Exactly. The one is pure, uncut heroin from our property department.

The other is the residue from the hypodermic syringe used by or on the

girl. And she just didn't O .D.

Whoever gave it to her is guilty of murder.

That's why we called you in, Lieutenant.

Her name was Amanda Cully.

She just passed her 15th birthday.

Amanda Cully, 15.

Thanks, Doc.

Thank you. I want the arrest reports.

And I want the yellow sheet on Emilio Spider Gonzalez.

Okay. Can you figure why anyone would want to give a girl like that uncut

heroin? What you're really asking is why would anyone want to kill a 15 -year

-old child?

I got an anonymous tip a buyer was going down, so we staked it out.

We proceeded to the third floor apartment 3B, getting no response to our

We kicked the door in.

Did you have a word?

We're on the graveyard shift, Lieutenant.

You ever try to wake a judge at that hour?

Anyway, this all happened within an hour or a half hour of the time we got the

tip. Well, according to the yellow sheet here, he's been clean for the past

three years.

Just means he hasn't been caught in three years. We all know he's a pusher.

Could be.

But as far as we know, he's strictly nonviolent.

He's never been charged with carrying weapons.

Yeah?

Well, maybe that wasn't a shiv that he pulled on me. Maybe he was just offering

me a lollipop. Tell him, Stan.

The, uh, suspect drew a switchblade, sir.

How come you're on this case, Lieutenant? Did they switch you over to

The charge against Gonzalez has been up to murder.

The stuff that killed that girl?

100 % pure heroin.

No wonder he pulled a knife.

Captain Devitt called.

Spider's been released on $10 ,000 bail.

What? Ten grand on a murder charge?

Hey, what's going on here?

Come on, let's find out. We'll see you later.

Our troubles are over, my man.

They shouldn't have started.

Okay, you had provocation, but you lost your temper. So tell him.

You didn't have to flake the guy, Eddie.

That's easy for you to say.

You don't have a pension coming up in four months.

I wouldn't be risking a thing.

Most I'll do is slap you on the wrist.

What's really eating you, pal?

I'm getting sick and tired of lying for you, pal.

Then don't.

Tell him whatever you want. You're dumb.

Okay.

That was dumb.

You wouldn't think on your part now.

I've got to get rid of this. Excuse me. Come in.

Listen, Captain, I... Oh, excuse me. Yes, Mike.

I, uh... I'm sorry, but, um... Captain, about a half hour ago...

I started work on a homicide, the Amanda Cully case.

Before I could turn around, the suspect is out on a $10 ,000 bail. Now, where

did the push come from? The DA's office or here?

Here.

Lay it out for him, John.

Yeah, I asked the DA to recommend low bail for Gonzalez as head of narcotics.

had my reasons.

Do you mind letting me in on it? Not at all.

As a matter of fact, they have to do with your so -called prime suspect.

And we've all dealt with stoolies before.

But never in my experience have I come across a guy, an informant, as valuable

and dedicated as Spider Gonzalez.

What turns him on?

I think the first thing that turned him on was when his younger brother rodeed

about four years ago.

Since that time, he's been a one -man guerrilla army.

Can I tell you the guy has performed better than any guy in my squad?

Better than any undercover narc.

Captain?

I think you have a problem.

Okay. Tell me about it.

Well... If your own head of narco is so high on Gonzales, how does it square

with the arresting officer's report that Gonzales drew a knife on him? It

doesn't square.

Well, you have a theory.

Yes, I have a theory. I think Inspector Boggs is a damn liar. That's my theory.

And what about the knife? Where did that come from?

Gonzales says Boggs planted it on him. You believe Gonzales?

I do.

How about you, Captain?

Well, that's my dilemma, Mike.

I have to make a decision about Boggs. To do it, I need more information.

To get that, I have to break this homicide.

And that is your job.

My job?

That's right.

All right.

Was Gonzales in that girl's pad or not?

Look, you don't have to get permission from him to talk to me.

Homicide takes precedence over everything, including narcotics.

He's right. Give him everything.

It was there.

Doing what?

For the last few months, Gonzalez has been trying to make a contact with a

dealer. We don't know his name. He goes by the Tucson Connection.

He's been responsible for over half the drug traffic in this area.

So we finally set up a meet for this morning to get the word that the guy is

flying in.

Only the meet never comes off because Boggs barges in on a tip of his own and

blows it.

Why didn't Spider tell Boggs the truth when they caught up with him? Because

Spider was under orders from me not to tell anyone.

Well, I don't care what anybody said. I want to talk to him.

Sure. It may take a couple of days for him to surface.

Look, a homicide is difficult enough to deal with.

But I never thought I'd see the day when the waters would be muddied by the

department itself.

Not by the department, Lieutenant. By one cop named Boggs.

If you happen to think of anything, please give us a call. Thank you.

That's 0 for 11.

It's getting discouraging.

Yeah, well, if Spider didn't kill her, then somebody else did. Come on, let's

keep plugging.

Not again. I just got out.

Okay, lady, relax.

We're not vice.

Is it all right if we come in? Why should you be an exception?

see any strange looking characters hanging around last night?

No. I was out late.

Wait a minute.

There was somebody.

A guy.

Just as I was coming in.

I think he came out of the building.

Go on.

Well, he was the cowboy type.

You know.

Boots, denim pants, big hat.

He didn't belong around here.

Well, do you think he can remember enough so that the police artist could

sketch? I could try.

Good. We'd thank you if you could.

Well, why don't you take her downtown?

When the sketch is finished, you telephoto it to the Tucson police for a

possible ID.

Do you think maybe you could put in a good word for me with Inspector Jenkins?

He's in vice.

I'll tell you what.

You get yourself dressed and I'll mention it.

I don't know what's so special about a freak that's out the alley. It happens

all the time.

Well, this one's very important.

Early this morning, are you sure you didn't hear or see something down there?

Well, I heard some yelling. Cut it out, Bob.

Or Todd, something like that.

Could it have been Boggs?

Boggs. B -O -G -G -S?

That's right.

Maybe it sounded like that.

Is there anyone else living in this apartment who might have seen or heard

something? No, I'm a widow. I live alone.

Mrs. Doyle, it all happened right here out of your window.

Are you sure you didn't see something?

All I heard was some noise.

I was scared to look outdoors. You know how it is, a woman living alone.

Yes, I sure do.

Well, if you happen to think of anything, I'll be grateful if you gave

call.

You make it sound serious.

It is serious.

Very serious.

You want anything special for dinner?

Whatever you make will be fine, sweetheart.

So what is it, Eddie?

What's what?

You've got something on your mind.

You shouldn't keep things from me.

Gracie, the only thing that is on this mind right here is that I am happy I

joined the force when I did because in four months I'm going to have 20 years

and it's going to be an early retirement and a pension and you and me and

a lot of traveling around.

Oh, you know how much I've been thinking about this.

You don't have to tell me, sweetheart.

Hi, Stan.

Hi, Gracie.

I've been in the market. I'll get your supper. Thanks. Some other time.

Okay. See you.

Well, you sure dug a hole for us this time, partner.

What's eating you? Come on, relax, will you?

Have a beer?

I'll tell you what's eating me.

A spite as clean as a whistle.

She's handling a stoolie.

Where'd you hear that?

From a gal I know in the DA's office.

That's why he got such low bail.

He's been working for Narco for four years.

Oh, come on, Eddie. It's not too late.

Tell him the truth.

What do you mean? Tell him that we flaked the pocket? Yeah.

Listen. It's not just a question of me losing my pension.

We can both go to the slam.

Well, what are we gonna do, Eddie?

We're gonna hang tough.

That's what we're gonna do.

Until I figure out what our next move is.

Here.

I don't think I can drink it now.

And this is for you.

Spider, I want a word with you.

What do you come bothering me for? Can't you see I'm playing a game, man? New

shooter here.

New shooter.

Come on. It's only going to take a minute. Let's go. Come

on. I don't know what's wrong

with you.

Listen, I got a proposition to make to you.

It could do us both some good.

All you gotta do is admit that you pulled a knife.

Admit? Look, you had a good reason. See, it was dark in that alley. You couldn't

see who it was. So you're trying to defend yourself.

It's only natural.

Why should I get you off the hook?

What? I made a mistake, okay?

You sure did.

Look, I'm willing to pay for it.

It's worth...

Five bills, friend.

Five big ones.

You beat the hell out of me.

You almost wiped me out.

Now you think you can square away just by offering me five bills?

That's all that I got.

I don't guess $5 ,000, man.

You're on the griddle, Bugs.

On the griddle.

Stop it!

I should have snuffed you when I had a chance, but I can still do it, punk.

Remember that, okay?

Hey, guys, this man is threatening to ice me.

Now, don't forget what you heard, huh?

Go ahead.

Do it.

Look, we checked your story.

Found four witnesses, and nobody heard of the bribe attempt.

I told you that that's way, way back down the story. Relax, relax.

They all corroborate the threat.

Well, it's guys like Boggs that give the police a bad name, you know. I'll take

care of Boggs with the department later. Right now, I want to talk to you about

murder. Well, go ahead.

What was your relationship with Amanda Cully?

Well, she was a friend. She was one of...

Five kids that I've been working with, you know. They all on the mat, trying to

get an off of it.

I can vouch for that, Lieutenant.

Yeah, I was doing pretty well with her. I mean, I put in a methadone program,

everything. She didn't die from that.

Junkies have been known to backslide. Not her.

No. And don't ask me about the OD.

I mean, I can't explain it.

Somebody must have zapped her.

Tell me.

Why did you use her pad for the connection?

I figured we'd decide this.

Get over there.

Listen, you know that the coroner's report said that she had a bruise on her

chin.

They assumed that she got it from falling down.

Maybe she was slugged. And gave her the drug after she was unconscious.

Yeah, and whoever did it probably figured out that she was working for

Maybe your cover was blown.

I don't see how.

Nobody knows about my police work.

You could be wrong.

You may have enemies.

Only one, Eddie Boggs.

All right, stay in touch.

This suspension is temporary pending the outcome of Lieutenant Stone's

investigation.

That's all.

Mike?

You and your investigation.

Well, what about it?

Twenty years I've been busting my hump for the department. The only time I ever

took off, I was laying in a hospital. They were picking slugs out of my eye.

And for what?

So some Johnny -come -lately with a college degree can work it out, so I

turn in my badge and my gun.

Gonzalez made some accusations.

I checked them out.

Four people heard you threaten him.

Okay.

You say a lot of things when you're hot.

Do you think that I would be stupid enough to kill that punk?

Or anybody?

I only said Captain Devitt had good grounds for the suspension.

So the upshot is the punk gets to carry a gun and I don't. If he decides to take

a pot shot at me, I don't have a gun to defend myself.

Gonzalez is hiding out. He's not going to kill anybody.

You want to know what I think?

Hanley is doing this to rob me of my pension.

Can I tell you what I think?

I don't think you're helping your case any by making ridiculous statements.

Well, you want to know what's ridiculous?

Lieutenant Hanley goes to law school night.

Yeah, he's very strong on the rights of the suspects.

Well, what about the rights of cops, huh?

Just want to have a point.

Maybe.

Now, we're working on a homicide.

Telex come in yet?

Some dames been calling you.

Twice.

Name's Emma Doyle. Yeah?

What is an Emma Doyle?

Jokes, huh?

Oh, relax then, will you? Huh?

And we don't have to take any squeal.

We're off duty, remember?

Nice short vacation feel good, huh?

Could be a long vacation.

Yeah, that too.

When I retire, four months.

What's that for?

What's the matter?

You know I keep her second kind. I know that.

What are you going to do with it?

Well, I don't know.

Hey.

Could come in handy, couldn't it? You know?

Maybe I run into an old spider out there on the street. Get right in.

Eddie, you try anything crazy like that, and you're on your own.

I mean it.

What are you talking about?

Take it easy. What are you talking about?

Hey. Hey.

Your characters drew a suspension.

Good news.

Travels fast.

Yeah?

Well, I just want you to know, boys back in the squad room are all behind you.

I mean, anything and all we can do.

Anything.

Hey, now that you mention it, you know I did you a little favor one time?

Remember the time when I nailed Martucci?

I let you take credit for the college? You don't have to remind me. I owe you.

You know, I think the...

I think there is one little thing you could do. Name it, name it.

Michael, the telex from Tucson just came in. So? So they can't be positive, but

the sketch we telephotoed looks like somebody named Boot Wilson.

He's a big wheel in a local drug syndicate.

He's also known to dress cowboy style.

Excuse me, Lieutenant Stone.

I'm Inspector Davis, Narco. What can I do for you, Davis?

Well, it has to do with Spider Gonzalez, a piece of information you might be

interested in. Yes, go on. Well, I tried to hang a collar on him five years ago,

and he pulled a switchblade knife on me.

I didn't report it at the time because he got away and I didn't want to look

bad. Well, you understand, don't you, that you're laying yourself open for

disciplinary action?

Yes, sir, but I figure Boggs is in worse trouble, and I felt it was my duty to

step forward.

I just wanted you to know that Gonzalez has been known to carry a knife.

I see.

Okay.

I'll pass the word.

Thank you, sir.

Sick.

Oh, that's sad.

You know what that is?

That's called departmental cover -up.

You could be telling the truth.

No, no way at all.

What else is on that telex?

Well, Wilson dropped out of set about a month ago.

Hasn't been seen since.

Well, according to our information, the Arizona contact flew in.

Why don't you call the airlines? All flights from Tucson.

He probably wouldn't use his real name if he booked a flight.

Well, it's worth a try, isn't it?

And while you're at it, call up the Tucson police.

I want the book on Wilson. I want his fingerprints, mug shots. I want the

Where are you going?

Well, I'm worried about Boggs.

I want to talk to him, see if I can't settle him down a bit. Yeah, you could

a little Dutch uncle.

Mrs.

Boggs, I'm Lieutenant Stone, San Francisco Police.

Oh.

Come in.

Thank you.

I'd like to talk to Eddie.

Well, he's not here.

Well, when will he be back?

Late. How late?

I don't know. He said he's working a stakeout.

Well, how long ago did he leave?

Ten, maybe 15 minutes ago. He came in, he made a lot of phone calls, and he

left.

Lieutenant, is something wrong?

Well, it's important that I get in touch with him. By any chance did you happen

to hear who he called?

The friends with the funny names?

Gimpy or Feevesy or something?

Well, when he gets back, would you have him get in touch with me?

Lieutenant, Eddie hasn't done anything wrong, has he? I hope not.

I sincerely hope he hasn't.

There you go, Charlie.

Hanley, you happen to know where Gonzales is hiding? I might.

Why?

Well, Boggs is making a lot of phone calls to stoolies he's looking for. Uh

-huh.

So?

So I think you ought to alert Gonzales.

I think you ought to give him some discreet protection.

I can't do that, Stone.

We're much too close to the Tucson connection.

I don't want to blow it now.

Spider can't be hiding out and working for you at the same time. That's

precisely what he is doing. Now, his friends know how to get in touch with

He's making all the right moves.

But if that guy from Tucson even catches a hint of a cop, it's all over. Look,

Boggs is in a very irrational state of mind. What if he gets the spider first?

He won't.

Well, don't kid yourself.

Boggs knows his way around.

All right, it's one of the risks we have to take. It's the only way we can beat

this dirty game. All right, then you can risk your own life if you like.

But I don't think neither you nor I have a right to put somebody else's head on

the block.

It's unavoidable.

We're dealing with animals.

Now, that doesn't mean we have to become animals.

Hey, Gimp.

Over here.

Well, I saw Spider. He's got the bread.

Good, then we can make the deal.

Yeah, but you gotta move careful.

The smell's in the streets.

Where is Spider?

I don't know.

Under wraps somewhere, I guess.

He, uh... He said the place you picked was okay for the meat, though.

All right.

Okay, my man.

Did you see him?

How does he look?

No good.

No good, Spider. I think you're blown.

Why do you say that? I just got a hunch.

Were you followed?

I don't think so, but Boggs phoned me.

He's looking for you, too.

Wait a minute. You know how to use this thing.

Well, if I have to.

Hey, don't use the front door.

I haven't used the front door in years.

Hey.

Whose gun's being tested?

It's his.

I don't know. We know so far as the spider was killed by a snub -nosed .32.

You own one, Mr. Boggs? Yeah. Yeah, you got the message.

There's no question in my mind who was responsible for Gonzalo's death. Oh,

wait a minute.

A lot of people could be responsible.

It's not the same gun.

Are you sure?

The barrel markings are completely different.

See for yourself.

Well, it looks like you're off the hook, Bugs. You give me too much credit,

Lieutenant.

How's a dumb cop like me gonna find Spider after you've stashed him away?

Where were you last night?

Bowling.

Check it out. Okay.

I wasn't bowling.

I was just wandering around, having a few.

Everybody's so against me, I feel like I've got to make up alibis. Not if you

didn't do anything.

You think so?

You're wrong, Lieutenant.

See, a crook has to be proven guilty.

But because I'm a cop, the burden is on me to prove my innocence.

And that's equal justice.

You're through with that. That's personal property.

You're still on suspension.

Why don't you just put it away?

It's me.

I'll tell you what took so long. A few complications.

They're all straightened out.

Look, I told you.

Every door's been slammed shut and locked.

I'll be back today.

Comfortable? Very.

You mind?

Oh, yeah, Mike.

The report from Tucson.

Our boy Boots seems to have had a very colorful career. In fact, among other

interesting items, it says here that he owns and operates his own private

airplane. No wonder we struck out with the airlines.

He could have flown here solo.

And I'll bet he's about ready to fly out. Why don't you call all the private

airstrips and make sure they have photos of Wilson.

And the description.

What are you grousing around for?

We're in the clear.

With Spider gone, they got no case.

Me? Mm -hmm.

Oh.

Are you kidding?

Listen.

Ballistics checked my gun.

Oh, don't con me, Eddie, huh?

You could have an old arsenal stashed away.

Of course, I am not crying a bucket of tears over this guy.

Oh, I'm glad the punk got it.

That don't mean I did it.

Hey! Look who's here.

Come in, please, lady. Come on.

Here. Here. Let me help you with those groceries. Come here.

Come on, Stan.

Drink up, will you? Oh, uh, there was some woman who called you. Emma Doyle.

Who?

That's the same damn call she has in the office.

Well, she don't call me here. She leave a number or something? No, she said

she'd call you back.

Well, come here, honey. Join us, will you?

I want to have one.

This is a celebration.

4 -5 -8, clear for takeoff.

Okay, try to keep him from taking off.

I know it's difficult, but do the best you can. We're on our way.

Come on, TriStar Airport.

TriStar Tower, this is 6725 X -ray, west tie down, taxi for takeoff.

Check your left engine. It seems to be smoking.

Okay to me.

All right, 25X -ray, you can move out, but hold short of runway 32 right.

Suggest you check your engine on run -up.

Goodbye, Vex Real.

25X -ray, port engine okay, holding on runway 32 right.

Hold your position, 25X -ray. Inbound traffic, long final.

Twin engine plane number 6725X -ray.

I repeat, this is inspectors 8 -1 to all units within the vicinity of TriStar

Airport.

25X -ray, ready for takeoff.

Hold your position, 25X -ray. Plane in distress.

Attention all aircraft.

Keep runway clear for emergency landing.

2 -5 X -ray ready for takeoff. 2 -5 X -ray, taxi into position and hold.

Emmett Doyle?

That's right. Come on in, Mr. Boggs.

You wanted to see me about something?

Mm -hmm.

Take a look out that window.

Right over there. That's right.

What's this about?

Don't see anything now.

But you did early Friday morning.

Six o 'clock.

You mind telling me exactly what this is all about?

Well, you beat up a man in that alley. I yelled down for you to stop.

I'm a cop.

He was a dope pusher. I know that.

But he's dead now. I read it in the papers.

So that means that I'm the only one that knows what happened outside of your

partner. What happened?

Why, you took a knife out of your pocket and you put it right in his hand.

Oh, there was another cop here asking about it. Lieutenant Stone.

I didn't tell him anything.

Yet.

I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking that a big, tough cop like you could just...

Knock off a defenseless woman.

Maybe even put a knife in my hand.

That wouldn't be too smart because of that Lieutenant Stone. I don't think he

believed me.

He asked me to call him back.

So if anything should happen to me, I just kept the feeling that he'd put two

and two together.

How much?

$10 ,000.

Now, if you want to know, I think that's a real bargain.

What's so important you rouse me at the crack of dawn?

Come on.

I'm getting blackmailed.

Emma Doyle, she's the old bitty that yelled out the window while I was

Spider -Man. How much did she say?

Everything.

She wants

$10 ,000.

Hey, listen,

you got any money?

Eddie, you're really flipping.

Where am I going to get that kind of bread?

I just need 500.

I got five bills myself.

I mean, I think a grand will do it.

If you give her a token payment now, it'll all lead to more blackmail.

Who's talking about paying?

What are you talking about? I got a friend who's an enforcer, owes me a

I mean, a G will take care of it. Eddie, you're really flipping.

You're getting me scared, Eddie.

I'm not talking about having her blown away.

Well, a guy, you know, he's going to...

I'll rough her up a little, scare her, get her to shut up.

Look, if you see me on the street, don't say hello, huh?

I mean, I don't know you, you don't know me, all right?

No, that figures.

A crummy blackmailer.

She's important, isn't she, huh?

Human garbage like Spider Gonzalez, she's important, too.

Only a dumb cop like Eddie Boggs, he don't count.

You want to know why he doesn't count?

Because he never took a dime from anyone.

He was never on the pad.

He never made any deals.

The only thing he ever got for his self was his belly full of lead, not once,

but twice.

And that's not to mention the minor scratches and the nicks and the bruises

cop is supposed to get, huh?

I mean, a crook loses respect if he doesn't slice up a pig every once in a

while.

A pig, no, he's not supposed to touch nobody.

Uh -uh, no, sir. No, sir, your pig is supposed to stand around on your street

corner and say, I ain't going anywhere, huh?

Like a little piggy.

Wise up, will you? Will you wise up?

Yes, I'll give you a few more years.

But wait a minute. To retirement, time comes around and they jerk the rug,

right? Come on. Let me take you home, man. Come on, let me take you home. Stay

away from me, partner.

You don't want to know me? I don't want to know you. No, sir. No, to hell with

all of you. You think I'm a murderer?

Right, sure.

So what do I need to hire a ginjo for? I can do my own dirty work, couldn't I?

See you around, pal. So long.

Statistics confirms that Wilson's gun killed Spider.

My guess is that Spider's cover was blown.

Amanda must have said something.

So he killed her.

And he would have killed Spider, too, if Boggs and Michaels hadn't gone in there

and scared him off.

That's ironic, isn't it? I think Boggs probably saved his life.

But I still think he attacked Spider, and I still think he planted that knife

him. The point is, you can't prove that.

And on the other side, there's Boggs' record.

20 years of outstanding service with the force.

We've landed the Tucson connection. Why not be satisfied with that?

As far as I'm concerned, the departmental charges against Boggs ought

dropped. Man suffered enough.

I'm foreclosing the case.

Your decision, Captain.

Hello, Captain Devitt.

Just a minute. Mike, this is Stan Michaels.

He wants to talk to you. He says it's urgent.

Yes, Stone.

It's about Eddie, Lieutenant.

I really think he's gone off the deep end.

I don't know what to do.

Yeah, where are you now?

All right, stay there. We'll pick you up.

We're on our way.

All right, Captain. This is urgent.

Okay. Really urgent. Okay.

Hello, Emma.

I want to talk to you.

All right.

There's an old Chinese saying about wise men never find a dead body.

You ever hear that one?

Well, it means witnesses can get into a lot of trouble.

Sometimes people see too much.

It's like you the other day. You saw me out there. You saw me beat up a guy.

Saw me put a knife in his hand.

What you didn't see was a 15 -year -old kid that was laying dead in an apartment

over there.

Are you telling me this?

I want you to understand, that's all.

You know, I think you should realize that Eddie Boggs, he isn't such a bad

after all.

He just hates pushers.

He hates all kinds of crooks.

And blackmailers.

You know what I'm getting at, Emma?

Well, good. Then you'll understand what I've got to do here.

You said forget the whole thing. You just keep the money.

You're a greedy lady, Emma.

I mean, you could change your mind, huh?

So I can't take that chance, that's all. Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.

Don't, Eddie.

You faint on me, man. Oh, no, partner.

You faint on your partner. Oh, no, Eddie.

I won't.

We

were

going

to do a lot of traveling.

To all the things that we always wanted to do.

I knew Eddie was in trouble, Lieutenant. I just didn't know it was that bad.

Eddie wasn't... he wasn't bad.

We all make mistakes, Mrs. Boggs.

But he was a good cop.

Brave, devoted to his work.

You keep those memories of him alive.

All he had to do was tell the truth.

Instead, he lied. And one lie led to another.

All his buddies swore by him.

Only a handful came to the funeral.

20 years down the drain.

Eddie... You held the department's highest award, the Medal of Honor.

Now all they'll remember is...