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Yeah, give me more, more.

Yeah, little bit more.

The lips. I want a little bit more with the lips.

That's it. Now wider with the eye.

Wider. Look down, down a little bit.

Now just think.

Think that Midnight Miss is the most wonderful fragrance in the whole world.

Andre, I'm not ready yet.

Janelle, you're always ready.

Where's the hairdresser?

April, get the hell into makeup.

Now, just give it to me once more, huh?

Yes.

That's it. That's better.

Now... Hey, you dumb broad, I said smile!

Yes!

The best shot of all.

Andre, I could kill you.

I know. It was beautiful. You're wonderful, isn't she, Lawrence?

The best midnight miss you've ever had.

Who said?

You did.

With your eyes.

Oh, my God.

Bradley Sloan, owned a model agency. The M .E. says that it was a .32 caliber,

one -shot close range. Now, I have Rizzo and Saberstein checking with the

neighbors. There's no forced entry. Looks like somebody let him in.

Lieutenant.

Lieutenant?

This is Mr. Marino. He found the body.

I just came up to have him sign some papers, that's all.

Now he's dead. I just don't believe that.

I don't.

Where did you see him last?

Yesterday, right here. This office.

We're sitting, we're laughing, joking.

My God, I just don't know what this is all about, you know.

Business couldn't have been better. I swear, we're just going up like a

Do you have any enemies?

I know you're not going to believe this, Mr. Marino.

I'm the sweetest guy in the world, but even I have enemies.

All right, there was competitors.

You know, we had some competitors. I suppose a few may be jealous.

Women? You handle beautiful women.

You can't help you mix a little pleasure with business.

No wonder we can't get any young guys to join the police department. We got no

fringe benefits.

Oh, Brad, no!

Easy, baby.

What happened?

Just take it easy.

Just take it easy.

How did you find out?

What is this?

Janelle got a tramp.

A slut.

Sloan's blood is on your hands.

this to the lab. Maybe there's some fresh prints on it.

Get everybody out of here downtown.

All you people from the model agency, please come with me. I appreciate your

cooperation down in Manhattan South.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

I'm Lieutenant Kojak.

I don't know who sent me that letter.

Ever get anything like that before?

Beautiful models get crank letters all the time.

You and Mr. Stone were pretty close?

This is Janelle Rawlings, Lieutenant. She's Brad's hottest model.

Brad and I started dating right after he and Marshall signed me.

Marshall? Marshall Tyler. They were partners. They just split.

Why? Well, they were pulling in separate directions for years as to how to run

the business.

Mr. Murray, now I understand that you're distraught, but you're beginning to get

into my hair of your party expression, so if you've got an answer for that,

hold it to yourself.

You promised me you'd get me a contract somewhere. Oh, no, no, no. When?

You don't let me see you anymore.

You don't answer my calls.

I can't get to you.

I couldn't get to Sloan.

I was good to him, Bert.

Nobody forced you.

I'm 32.

It's passing me by.

What the hell can I do about that?

You said it yourself, baby.

You're 32.

There's nothing anybody can do about that.

I'm sorry. Don't.

Janelle, you all right? You okay?

Lieutenant, I found a tenant who thought she saw a woman at Sloan's door last

night. All right, bring her along.

I can't believe he's dead.

Why don't you just go inside and try to get some rest?

Yeah. Yeah.

Oh, it's a table. That's unusual.

And what does that mean?

He ate.

He slept.

The temperature was normal. The body functions were normal.

I gave him an hour of therapy. It had no effect.

I heard about Mr. Sloan on the radio.

was wider and higher cheekbones.

Wider and higher cheekbones. Yes, sir.

Was she ugly, pretty?

Plain. Plain.

The way I look like when I get up in the morning.

Not like the other women he had visiting.

All right.

Though I like to look at faces that look like I should have looked like my

daughter.

Me too.

I hadn't dated Brad Bridge.

He was the kind of guy who played the field.

Actually, he was a bum, and I knew it from the start.

You don't know this business.

Teach me.

Bert came to me.

He said Sloan had some great bookings.

He put me up for them.

At the time, I was hungry, scared.

Nothing was going right.

I needed the job at the time, Bert said.

All I had to do was date Sloan a few times.

God, you kid yourself.

Ah, you say, career.

Prince?

Plenty. Janelle Rawlings and everybody who grabbed it after she fainted.

Lieutenant, post office can't trace the exact mailbox, but anyway, you figure

that letter had to be mailed before the murder. How's that for premeditation?

All right, Marina, let's try it again.

Where were you last night?

I already told you, I was out.

And, uh, what kind of car were you driving?

You didn't tell me the year, though. All right, enough of this stuff. Hey, I

want to know what the hell I'm still doing here.

Mr. Marino's upset.

Don't be.

I mean, we got to stay here all the time. Come on.

Close the door.

Sit down, Mr. Marino.

I understand you're in the habit of making promises to pretty girls, you

Give a little something extra. Oh, yeah? Where'd you hear that story?

Oh, everybody.

It's in the Yellow Pages.

And I don't want to hear that you're grieving for your boss either, because I

understand you had some words.

Yeah, well, it's all right.

So we didn't get along, huh? Well, I'm no angel, neither was Sloan.

Where were you last night?

Out.

All night?

I was with a model.

What model?

I can't say.

Oh, business.

She's now with our agency.

Pleasure.

Look, she's very important. I was trying to kidnap her.

It's my profession.

Sloan wanted me to get her away from her agent any way I could.

Kidnap her?

Was that part of your job, stealing clients?

Well, I was Sloan's headhunter.

You jealous?

Crocker!

Stop a cork in his mouth and hold him. What for?

Kidnapping Lorena.

You said that was your profession, right?

Lieutenant, I got an awful lot of work to do. Yeah, well, I know your work, and

I admire your work, Mr. Marino.

In the meantime, it's going to have to wait.

Think about it.

What I'm trying to say is you were looking past my face when you said I was

nice. Like behind my eyes.

Like I'm looking past yours.

That doesn't happen very often to a girl who's unlucky enough to look the way I

do. I mean, we could have a drink sometime.

Mr. Tavros.

Stavros! No, it's not against the law. You can always take her out for a drink.

She's gorgeous.

Yeah, well, don't hold that against her.

Take her up on it. Drive her home.

In the meantime, go see what Janelle Rawlings, if she's still able to talk

more, okay? Go ahead. Yes, sir.

Rizzo!

Yeah? The model April Daly, she show up?

Not yet? Well, go find her. It's a great big city. Maybe she got lost.

Okay.

He will suffer.

Like I've suffered. You hear me? You tell her that. And you make sure that

hears you.

to check on some film that I just developed.

Oh, do you usually work this late at night?

When we are rushed to get an assignment out, we don't look at the clocks, just

like you fellows.

What's he doing there? Your friend, Mr. Marino, is resting.

Oh, Bridget, are all these with you?

All right, there's no bell, there's no answer. You got a cigarette on you?

I don't smoke. All right, process him and send him home. Let's go.

Uh, Lieutenant, this is Mrs. Bloom. We've covered the sketch. Use the

the halls.

You hear the shot?

I was watching TV. I have it up loud. My husband snores.

But I thought I heard something, so I got up to look.

Well, thank you, Mrs. Blue, for being so cooperative. So many hours.

Yeah, thank you.

Well, a sharp guy like Marino could have done it.

He knew Sloan had women, so he rents himself a dress, lets himself be seen.

Mm -hmm.

Mm -hmm.

Now, would you believe I couldn't find any cigarettes?

That will do.

Huh?

Huh?

So anyway, I was trying to make it as an actress.

Then I met Janelle, another Chicago kid.

We sort of hung out together.

The older you are, the scarier you are.

You miss it fast in this business.

A couple of lines here.

It's over.

What do you think of Janelle?

She looks like a nun.

She isn't.

Now, don't you knock when you come in, Charlie.

What's your order, Frank?

I ordered a scrambled egg sandwich well done with pimento.

I don't do that to my eggs.

It spoils the flavor.

Charlie. That kind of talk I can get from the sandwich machine. From you, I

expect service.

Come on, I got the money in my office.

Get out of here.

Yeah,

the iced coffee is probably warm.

An iced coffee is cold, and what's new?

I guess you think I'm pretty lousy, saying what I did about Janelle.

No.

I mean, you said she was your friend. She is.

She's younger than me.

She's climbing to the top.

She's where I never have been and never will be.

I've worked hard. I've studied hard.

I hate her.

I hate her guts.

I can't stand looking at her face.

She's my best friend.

Well, I believe you.

Now... Now what about Marino?

Was he really with you the night of the murder?

All night.

Thanks for the cigar.

Hey.

A lot of sad people in such a pretty business.

And hard to believe that one of them could be the killer.

April?

April?

What did you tell those cops last night?

That I was with you at the time that they established for the murder.

What the hell did you say that for?

I saw you in that cell. Thought you needed an alibi.

I needed one?

Or you needed?

What'd the police want? Oh, just some more information on Sloan.

Just stop it.

Bert, there's a lot of work to be done on her. Let us work.

Listen, honey, as soon as Marshal Tyler comes, you'll talk to him, okay?

Brad hasn't even been dead a day. I mean, do we have to talk business?

Now, Marshal can get you a film character.

That's what he went out to California for.

Just like Candace Bergen, Berenson, huh?

He'll be here later. You go see him and you'll talk, huh?

Not at his apartment.

All right, wherever you want. Your place?

I can't even stand to look at myself anymore.

Okay, baby.

How are you?

Oh, Lieutenant, the lady here, you see, is trying to do a million -dollar

layout. Is that okay?

Krager, why don't you let Mr. Marino show you around?

Maybe you'll buy somebody.

You feeling all right?

Better. Thanks for giving me the time to get myself together.

Oh, that's okay.

You know the woman seen leaving Mr. Sloan's apartment?

They say she looks something like that.

What's the matter?

Oh, it looks like my sister.

Oh. Where is she? She's dead.

I'm sorry.

You know, it's a long way from the Chicago slums to Madison Avenue.

It's not that hard when you don't have any other choice.

My father couldn't work.

My sister made him so sick. I used to just hate going back to that squalid

room. Watch him cry for my sister.

So I just buried myself in fashion magazines.

Lieutenant, you're wrecking my schedule.

Cut the lights out.

I want to thank you very much for being so cooperative with your local police.

Lights, camera in action, and light that.

I'm telling you, it was a complete shock.

I had some papers that I wanted him to sign.

I told Janelle I was going up to his place.

So I go up to the place, I ring the bell, no answer. I figure, okay, he's

entertaining as usual.

I take out my key, I open up the door, there he is lying on the floor.

Dead.

I mean, half an hour earlier maybe I was talking to him. That's all, half an

hour.

Don't be gross, Bert. I don't expect to move in with her.

Does she know I'm coming up? She knows.

She knows.

Uh, Marshal, uh, she's really upset about all this.

Thank you, Bert.

Marshal?

Janelle is really a very nice kid, you know. She's not like the run of the

You dig her, don't you?

What the hell are you talking about?

I guess it really bothered you when she was with Sloan.

The police don't even suspect you, do they?

Look, I don't have to listen to this.

You wanted his business, you wanted his women.

And you want mine, too.

Okay, okay. You want me to take a walk? I'll take a walk.

I want you to get through all this bull about your grief and tell me what you've

done about Janelle Rawlings. She'll sign. She'll sign. I told you. I told

She'll sign.

I know, Bert.

You'll see that she does.

Or you'll find another way to pay me what you owe me.

For helping to finance the life you live.

Won't you, Bert?

It's not as if we didn't know Brad was into a lot of strange relationships.

How can you be so flip?

Hey, you okay?

Fine. Well, with all the sadness in the world, I suggest a little cheer.

Mine is scotch. Anybody?

You said you had some promotion people to chauffeur around.

Oh, right, right.

Promotion people.

Right.

I thought you said you were going to stay.

I'd like to, doll, but...

Promotion people are very important for all of us.

So you two are just going to have to get along without me, okay?

Try sign language.

Play Monopoly.

Great news.

I can set you on a two -picture deal, just on the basis of what you've already

done with Midnight Mist.

They like your quality.

Marshall, I think you better go. Go. I'll talk with Bert about it in the

morning. Honey.

Bert is a stray dog who picks up leftovers.

That's how he survives.

I can make it happen for you, Janelle.

I'm not in Chicago, Lieutenant. I'm in Detroit.

The old man Rawlins was a hard worker. His wife died 15 years ago.

He brought up the two girls himself.

He was very strict.

Barbara was a wild one. Five years ago, she ran away and came here.

And I can't find her in the death records of the city of Detroit in the

years. If the kid ran off, she may have used a phony name, right? So you keep at

it. In the meantime, I'll tell X a composite of our suspect to the Detroit

What, do you think they killed us from here?

I don't know.

That's why I sent you, Watson.

Well, Sherlock.

They didn't get anything off the letter. They even tried Janelle Rawlings.

Janelle. Got a tramp.

Slut.

Sloan's blood is on your hands.

Why bother to write the letter? Must be somebody she knows.

Someone who wants to know who did it.

A lot of killings in the paper.

Let them all die.

I know I'm just a desk clerk in this wonderful hotel you live in.

You could talk to me a little.

Just lock up when you leave.

I thought you and I had an understanding about this sort of thing.

Hello, I'm Lieutenant Kojak.

Miss Rowling's inspecting you. Thank you.

Come in.

This

is

a friend of Janelle's.

Sometimes we're sure he hears.

Well, you have a very pretty daughter.

This one?

Want me to look at this one?

Ah, this must be Margaret.

Well, you can hear much better from inside this room.

I was just very concerned.

You never know with new visitors how he'll react.

Oh. Does he get many visitors?

Mostly Mr. Marino.

And Margaret?

Who? Margaret Rawlings.

There must be some mistake.

Margaret Rawlings is dead.

Oh, I'm sorry. I must have the wrong name.

Where were you the other day when Mr. Sloan was killed?

Well, I was here. Ask Mr... Hi, Lieutenant.

Would you give me a minute?

Of course.

Hi, how are you doing today, Dad?

I think you're looking pretty fantastic.

Okay?

Miss Rawlings, that letter?

Well, it was definitely written by a woman. Three handwriting experts

it.

Well, I guess Brad's past finally caught up with him.

You know, the guy was quite a swinger. Does that bother you in any way?

Whoever I have anything to do with doesn't concern you, does it?

Okay.

But if you loved him, his way of life could have bothered you. Jealous woman

kill. That concerns me.

I was not in love with Brad.

I don't love anyone.

Oh.

You love your father.

That's the least I can do.

He's had a pretty lousy life.

I heard about Margaret from the Chicago police.

Look, I'm sorry if it upsets you to talk about this.

Is it possible that the killer could be one of her friends?

I can't tell you about her friends.

I didn't see her the last couple of years she was alive.

I was too busy in New York.

My father went to go look for her by himself.

That's when he had his accident, right after he found her.

So I can't tell you about her friends.

Yeah.

It's a pretty heavy thing to carry around.

It's rolling.

This came for you. I almost forgot.

If

they

touch you, they deserve to die.

Tyler found that out.

His name is Tyler. The doorman found him.

All right, apartment to apartment, house to house, before everyone that Janelle

Rawlings knew gets themselves killed.

I thought I told you to stay in the car.

I heard what you said.

You were right.

Cover him.

All of them, cover him.

You were right.

I had a canary that died.

And I had a puppy that died.

And I had a sister that died.

And my father may as well be dead.

Stop it. Stop.

Pretty lady, that one.

That line is busy. Would you care to hold it?

No, not her.

Tell you what, why don't you leave this with me? If I do, I'll let you know.

Thanks very much, Mr. Hogan. It's Rizzo, Manhattan South. Right.

Take care. Sure.

The usual, Ralph.

The police were just here.

I said to myself, why are they showing this picture around? It looks like the

lady in room 412.

So I was just about to say to the cop, hey, that looks like my friend.

Then I figured, wait a minute.

Why give it to the cop?

They wouldn't show their appreciation.

But Margaret would.

Yes, sir, the telephone message was written by the nurse Bertha.

The handwriting doesn't resemble the murder notes at all.

Captain, Lieutenant, the bullet taken from Tyler matches the one that killed

Sloan.

Yeah, Lieutenant.

I just left a bar near the Garner Hotel.

Now, the bartender there says a woman that fits the description of that

composite has a room there.

All right, I'll meet you at the Garner Hotel.

Crocker.

Where's Eddie Hogan?

Oh, he's on his break.

Oh, yeah? Where?

In that room over there.

Oh, hey, Janelle.

About that phone call.

I don't believe you're serious.

I don't give a damn what you believe.

What was so important?

She's talking about quitting.

She wants out of her deal with us. Yeah, she told me.

I figured you'd be pleased. All that bad publicity connected with her name.

Yeah, well, I just checked the latest figures. Our sales have jumped since

Sloan's killing.

Yeah?

Did you knock off Sloan?

That's not funny. Listen.

You're close to her. She digs you.

Get closer.

I never touched her. I don't care how you do it.

Just get her to stay.

Or you won't get a job sharpening pencils.

Not in this business.

Ladies, this is a happy commercial.

Smile.

Ladies, you are selling a product. Smile.

Just look. Look to your left.

Just wait one second, okay? Because I just want to talk to you for just a

second. I can't think, Bert.

Please. All right, all right. You don't have to think. You just listen to me,

and I'll talk, okay? Because I've been going over this in my head all night,

trying to figure out what we're going to do.

Sloan, Tyler, what are we going to do?

Bert.

Will you get out? All right, wait, wait, wait. Just wait one second. Listen,

listen, listen. It all just comes down to me.

We don't need them. We never did, right?

I found you, not them. So, you'll sign with me, and we're going to do this

together, okay?

Bert!

Damn it!

Get him out of here!

God, the bodies are still warm in their graves.

Now, let's just keep it that way.

Keep that look.

Keep thinking of Bert as your husband. I like the tragic look.

Lieutenant, the other clerk says this looks like the woman who was near the

Hogan was found in.

What name did she use?

That's the weird part.

Margaret Rawlings?

Margaret Rawlings is supposed to be dead.

I'm sure she is.

All right, get her to the car, and I want the exact time of death pinned

And put out an alarm for Bert Marino.

You think he's the killer?

No. The next victim.

Where's Marino? He left about an hour ago, Lieutenant.

You get back to the squadron. Crocker, you stay here. Why are these girls just

sitting here?

They'll melt under the light.

Lieutenant, she is to be loved, not to be grilled. I know you understand.

I can see the look in your eyes.

Janelle, don't be too long. Your makeup will run down and I'll be stuck here for

another two hours.

They tug at you, they pull at you.

How do you survive it all? Well, you survive in the way you survive when your

job becomes unpleasant. You just do it.

The name Eddie Hogan mean anything to you?

No. Hotel Ghana?

I never heard of it.

Who's Eddie Hogan?

The woman seen outside Sloan's apartment.

Had a room at the Hotel Ghana where Eddie Hogan worked and died. And had

picture plastered all over the switchboard.

Someone is killing people.

That someone is a woman.

Someone close to you. As close as your sister.

My sister is dead.

The woman seen at the hotel.

Looked like you.

And you said your sister looked like you. I'm not going to listen to you.

You're just like Sloan and Tyler. You don't care about me. You're just using

You'll find it, Frank, and then we'll see if she goes for the worm.

Cracker's tailing her now.

All right, but keep me informed.

Excuse me.

Yeah. Was there a Margaret Rawlings registered here?

Yes, ma 'am.

Oh, my, no.

You all right, lady?

Did she leave an address?

I don't think so. Let me look.

No, there's no way to contact her.

Well, then how does she pay your bill?

With cash.

I didn't even stop to change my clues.

No one will notice.

All right.

So Janelle Rawlings' sister Margaret was at this hospital in Detroit because

being a groupie, she followed a rock group and went on acid? And her father

looking for her.

So she changed her name.

When he finally found her, she was dead.

Her friends buried her under her fictitious name.

So I guess Janelle was right. She was telling the truth. Janelle was, but her

sister wasn't. You just accepted the fact that she died five years ago.

I accepted it, Frank.

But Janelle didn't. She never has.

Therefore, Margaret isn't dead.

Theo, what the hell are you talking about?

Kojak.

Lieutenant, she's been driving around since she left the hotel.

She jumped three lights, almost piled up a couple of times. I guess it's

working. Now she just went up to her apartment.

Hold on.

I'm worried about Marino.

What's happening on that line we sent out? We still haven't located him.

I'm on my way.

Just make sure Marina stays away from her apartment, okay?

All right.

Hey, uh... I don't know if I'm making myself entirely clear, Mr.

Rawlings, but, um... What I'm trying to say is that this is a very tough

business.

And, uh, sometimes you don't... You don't always... like the things you have

do. And I do want to get to the top, just like Janelle wants it.

I don't mean commercials, you know. I don't know.

I mean, I mean really the top. You know, movies, a whole ball of wax.

Sometimes I just hate myself for what I have to do.

I just do it anyway, you know. I keep doing it

anyway, you know.

Because I just... I just keep doing those things because I just have to make

to the top.

Miserable pig.

Where the hell have you been? You scared me. You used me too.

What are you talking like that? You're talking very funny.

How you doing?

I'm sorry I'm late.

Hey, Jan, I just want you to take a look at these contracts. I'm tired.

I'm very tired.

Just take a look at this, okay?

Please, wait a second. Now, I need you. I could... I don't want any part of

anybody using me ever again.

Please, I know you, I know you. Anything, anything to get to the top,

out! Anything with that... Get out!

Mr. Rawlings, I'm sorry. Sorry, I didn't... I didn't mean that. He knows

mean. Him and me, we both come from the same sewer. We could be millionaires.

We're both gonna have a stink about us, right? Tell her, Mr. Rawlings, tell her.

Get out!

Get out!

Oh, well.

Look what's here. You're a friend of the cops, Janelle, eh?

Look at the way he looks at you, Janelle, huh? Hungry cop, right? Tell

chance, huh? Take him out and dry him up. I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Tell your

I'm sorry!

We've got the killer in custody.

Janelle! Don't hurt him anymore.

He knows that Margaret is dead.

Don't let Margaret use you again, Janelle.

Yes. Margaret was here.

Jan?

Oh, Bert.

My sister did such terrible things.

I love you I've always loved you