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Make nice. Let's see some teeth, huh?

Only politics.

They let me in at last, into the club.

Elevated me to inspector.

Gave me a new command.

The major crime unit.

And once you're in, once they clap you to their bosom, it's easy to think it's

all yours, your city.

But that's a trap.

That way lies visions of sugar plums.

And a kick in the groin.

Mr. DuBose, can we have a picture, please?

The gentleman's great to be here.

And now, a force for change, a force for good in this city, let's hear a real

police welcome for a fine gentleman, a newspaper publisher feared because he's

fearless, and a great American, Mr.

Aubrey DuBose.

Thank you. Thank you.

What a grand group.

Really impressive.

Chief Barnes, Mayor, District Attorney Neary, Chief of Detectives

Briscoe, distinguished guests.

Both in print and out, I have always worn my heart on my sleeve.

My love affair with the police department of the city of New York is

unflagging, and very often unrequited.

My approach to publishing has always been dish it out and take the

The result is I have been accused of every conceivable sin except one, and

of not having a deep appreciation for the men and women who enforce the

law in this truly great state.

Jump all over this one. Two kids?

Unbelievable.

Here we go.

Catch me in the middle of something, Inspector?

Where are they?

Over here.

Did you catch it? Me and Laughlin.

What's your name?

Lou. Uh, Louis Catalano.

Male Caucasians. One looks like about three.

One's been shot.

He's about five, maybe six years old.

Ballistics? Nah.

Went in and out. No casing.

Been in the water a while, huh?

Maybe a day.

If you walked out last night for anything less than a double infanticide,

think Chief Briscoe would have fried you this morning for breakfast.

I guess I'm just lucky.

After you left, I cornered DuBose.

Not many people can make that statement.

I laid it on the line. What are my chances?

What he said.

To be elected mayor of the city of New York, you have to be known in all five

boroughs.

Opportunity knocks.

I'm simply saying that this case is going to be media circus.

I don't think it's necessarily unfeeling to make the best of a rotten... Okay.

How can I help?

Bring me enough to get me an indictment.

Before the primary.

Hmm. And no one has.

I get party backing for the nomination.

I win the primary.

I get elected mayor.

I name my police commissioner.

And he names you chief of detectives.

And all you need is an indictment. In time.

I'm asking you to take personal charge of an investigation.

Period.

Clarence? I always like to call, Jack, and I'm terribly sorry.

Thank you.

Did anybody offer you a cup of tea or coffee, maybe?

What's on it?

Why don't you start, Mrs. Keeler?

I was home, alone, with the boys.

See, I have this bar down on 4th Street. I keep a little place for myself, you

know, upstairs.

And you live there?

No, sleep there. It wasn't mine.

The night before last?

Yeah. Did you have a fight? Fight?

Go on, Mr. Keeler.

Georgie was sick.

He had the flu or something, and he was throwing up.

He's, uh... He's the baby. He's three.

He was three.

So the doctor came by, and he gave me a prescription.

I sent down to the drugstore for it.

I don't know how long it was before I got from focus to sleep.

I was real tired.

When I woke up, it was after 7.

I remember.

I couldn't believe it.

I got up right away to see how Georgie was.

They weren't there.

I knew where they were.

At least I thought I did.

I thought George had come over.

It would have had to have been real early.

And he'd taken them.

Georgie was sick. He shouldn't have been out. I didn't like it at all. I told

him to bring the kids back right away.

I wish to God I'd have had them.

Well, when did you see them for the last time? Do you remember?

Sure.

Just before I went to bed.

1, 1 .30.

Did George do that sometimes?

Pick up the boys?

What?

You know, I got sore.

Is that why you thought he had them?

Because he was angry about something?

They weren't there. That's why I thought he had them.

Did your husband tell you he wasn't coming home Wednesday night?

Sure, I did.

You didn't have a fight.

He told you he wasn't coming home.

And he said nothing about picking up the boys.

Come, I wasn't. I didn't.

I'm going home.

Well, thank you very much for your time, Mrs. Keeler.

Someone will drive you.

I'd better go with her.

Keeler?

That's it.

Have you any idea who could have gotten into your apartment?

Perhaps with a key?

And have reason to hurt your children?

You know, all murders are equal, but some murders are more equal than others.

And this is one of those.

All right, you caught it.

You're on the line.

And I'm here to see to it that you get all the cooperation you need.

We have a report from the medical examiner.

This is Detective Bass, Coleman Witt.

Victim number one, George Keeler, Jr., was asphyxiated probably sometime after

11 p .m., give or take.

Say between 10 p .m. Wednesday and 1 a .m. Thursday.

Victim number two, Terrence Keeler, an entrance wound at base of skull, exit

wound under the larynx. Probably a heavy caliber bullet, time of death possibly

the same.

Probably, possibly.

Victim two, that's Terry, the older one.

Victim two had ingested a large quantity of sedatives. Hold it.

Detective Catalano has something to say.

Do we have a problem?

You don't.

The little mother?

Definitely.

Gorgeous George may be him, too. But her?

Absolutely. Come on.

Go on.

I mean, we asked her in to answer some questions.

Here's a woman just found out her two little kids are dead.

You know what she says to me?

You're going to have to wait till I change.

She had to change her clothes? Come on.

So that's how you know she did it?

Nobody broke into the place. The kids don't make a sound.

And who wants to kidnap two little, I mean, for what, ransom? Come on. How'd

get the bodies to the river?

They went with her and she did them there.

Except her car was in the shop.

George had his.

So? He was part of it. Or somebody else was.

Oh, an accomplice.

What an interesting idea.

Now, you know what happened, Catalano.

Prove it.

And in the meantime, what else we know about Mrs. Keeler? She worked part -time

at a health club called the Joy of Health.

Isn't that mom?

Don't they own that? Come on.

The district attorney's office is not interested in theories.

Gentlemen, I want you all to go to the morgue tonight.

And I want you to take a long look at Terry Keeler and George Keeler Jr.

Then I want you to go home.

Take a long look at your own kids.

And your wife, the mother of your children.

Now, I've been on the job a long time, and I thought I knew it all, seen it

No more surprises.

But can a woman kill her own children?

Can you believe that?

A mother?

To execute our own babies.

Looking good, Harry.

Sorry to bother you again.

No problem.

Bad time?

Are you leaving?

No, no.

It's all right.

Just be a bit.

Ask you a couple of questions? Sure.

Something I can do for you?

Oh, no. Thanks.

She's in the bedroom.

George.

Talk to you in a minute.

You have a felony conviction.

How in the hell did you ever get a liquor license?

I knew you were going to do that.

I got friends.

Friends? Yeah, friends.

You going to shut me down?

What can I tell you?

Oh, Kitty.

Oh, so now it's Kitty.

I'll call you whatever you want.

Have you found out something?

When can I have my boys?

Beth, call M .E.'s office, see if we can shake him up. There's a phone in the

bedroom.

We need to make plans for the funeral.

I understand.

You all right?

No, I, you know, I, you get some sleep?

I don't know, they just got here.

We had a few questions.

Yeah, you wonder what somebody would have to do to deserve a thing like this.

Two beautiful kids, huh? I mean, what kind of... Who does something like that?

Any ideas?

Gee, I wish I did.

Well, you know, you don't know today.

Are you kidding? She was a waitress here.

Kitty made friends. You wouldn't believe it.

Oh, I believe it.

So they met here, Kitty and George.

Yeah, yeah, right here.

And George lives upstairs.

No, no, no.

I mean, once in a while he stays over.

Where's that at?

Yeah. She works someplace else now, right, Mrs. Keeler?

Yeah, yeah. I mean, you know, like part -time.

Hey, I'm working here all hours.

That can't be easy.

Hey, what kid?

No, I'm just saying that, you know, trying to hold down a job and raise a

of kids. Hey, hey, she's a good mother.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Terrific.

I mean, they got a Jamaican woman, comes in, hits.

No name?

No idea.

I'll tell you something else I don't know. Does Kitty play around?

There's a lot of opinions on that one, but if she does, she don't tell me about

it. A woman of rare discretion.

Danny, get in, George.

Not what you called your standard cute couple.

Hey, she got pregnant.

Who knows?

George says keep, but I'll marry you. That's the kind of guy he is.

Sweetest guy in the whole world.

Thanks, Danny.

You figure it's her book?

It's pink.

All the names in it, they mean anything to you? Well, I only saw a couple of

pages, but like Frederick Hank.

Yeah, I'm dressed in red.

Arthur Brown, very big in the advertising world.

Is that what an address book means to you?

Yeah, with all the clothes she's got. She's a working girl. Oh, so that would

mean that George is her fifth.

What I've seen of her, she can get her own business.

How about the doctor?

Well, he was there that night.

What else?

As far as he knows, she was a good mother. The pharmacist has it in the

They sent up the prescription.

The way she said. Yes.

That's nice, Harry.

A little respect.

The children, uh, they've been sent to the funeral home.

You okay?

Look, I wanted to apologize for the, uh, for the address book.

We try to control what gets out to the newspapers, but, you know, sometimes,

cops are big mouths. I mean, like every... I have to take their clothes.

to be buried in.

a suspect.

Here she comes.

Nothing like a whip of shit to bring about.

Who's that with him?

That's her brother -in -law and his wife from upstate.

I took care of the children.

The way I hear it, you raised them.

No.

No.

She was their mother.

Good mother?

Wonderful.

Look like that!

The killer made two long -distance phone calls on the night of the 16th.

All right, keep going.

The first one was from 1127 to 1218.

The second one was from 306.

That's AM to 310.

They were both in the same number. You are going to tell me where to, aren't

you? Miami.

Miami. Registered to a place called the Joy of Hell.

Remember?

She used to work part -time at the one in Ozone Park. Right.

And the principal owner of this chain of clubs is one Vincent Marsucci.

Marsucci.

Is that right? Yeah.

Now the Joint Task Force on Organized Crime names the present location as

I want him. You got him.

Arriving passengers from Miami. Mr. Mosley.

Parasail 2.

From LaGuardia to John F. Kennedy.

Vincent Marsucci.

I believe you know Inspector Kojak.

Thank you, Detectives.

Assistant District Attorney Kibro.

Detective Catalano.

Help yourself to... Anything I can do to help in this matter.

Anything at all.

That's excellent.

And you're here on an entirely voluntary basis.

And let's keep that in mind.

To both of us.

Mr. Marsucci, on the telephone from Miami, you told the police that you'd

Kitty Keeler for, I have it here, a number of years.

Did you say how many?

Oh, I'd say Kitty and I go back five years, six years.

And how would you describe the relationship?

We're friends.

Well, that covers a lot of ground, Vince.

What can I tell you?

You can start by telling us the gist of the conversation between you and Kitty

Keeler that fateful night.

Kitty was supposed to come down for the opening.

That'll be your new Joy of Health facility in Miami.

She's been working for me, getting to know the business.

I've told her, when you're ready, you're going to be one of my managers.

So, she was going down to Miami, what, the next day?

Thursday.

We opened Thursday night with a little party.

I wanted her to see the set -up.

Plus, I wanted her to have a nice time. Why not?

The night before she was supposed to leave, she calls.

She's upset.

One of the kids is sick. It doesn't look like she's going to make it.

But she was looking forward to the trip, so I told her, I says, Kitty, the next

opening night is going to be yours.

I think she felt better.

And then?

Which moves the level.

When I read what happened, I couldn't believe it.

Terrible.

Terrible.

And that's it?

More or less.

That's it?

You trying to tell us that's all the two of you talked about?

Trying to tell you?

Why did you come up here?

Because I want to know who did that.

Kitty's kids.

And you know what?

If you don't take care of business on this thing, I will.

Between us, Vince, I think she called you because she needed help.

She had to get rid of the bodies.

And you know what else?

I think you helped her.

Now I'll tell you one.

ask me anything else, you talk to my attorney.

Catalano.

Call the Miami Police Department.

Ask for Mailer.

Don't want to give up on this guy.

Enough is enough. Now hold it down.

All right, good. Take a walk. Take a walk. Take a walk.

Now, where are you going?

I'm going to work.

What do you want?

Questions.

In your statement, you said the last time you saw your boys is when you went

bed.

So? It was about 1 or 1 .30.

Why do you ask when you know the answer?

They think you're right.

You also said that you woke up around 7, went and took a look, and they were

gone.

You called Vince Marsucci sometime after 3 a .m.?

Yeah.

Did Vince tell you his photo?

Sure.

Were the boys in their beds when you made the call?

I didn't look.

I wonder how I knew you'd say that.

And then I have to wonder.

Why, a woman who everybody sends such a good mother.

Why, she's still awake.

Doesn't take the time to peek in on her sick little boy.

Have you got kids?

No.

We have a report.

Get out of here. You can't bust in here.

Hey. Boy, am I glad to see you guys.

Oh, look at this. How old are you, kid?

Sixteen. You're perfect, Vince.

Another triumph for Miami law enforcement.

I was set up.

Well, I told them to keep an eye on you, Vince.

I guess they got impatient.

So what's the deal?

Give us Kitty, then you're off the hook.

And the cops down here, they buy that.

If you knew how much they don't give a damn about you, Vince, you'd be

Kitty has important friends.

Like who?

I don't know.

Bad start, Vince.

I don't know.

But I could get killed.

All right, do the time.

Of course, when your pals back in New York, the wise guys, find out what's in

the closet, they're not exactly equal opportunity employers.

Oh, Kitty.

This is a statement made by Vincent Marsucci in Miami, Florida, before

Theo Kojak of the New York City Police Department and Assistant District

Attorney Henry Kibro of the County of New York.

It's all yours, Vince.

What do you want to know?

Well, why don't we start with the first phone call?

Kitty Keeler, she called you about 11 .30 on the night of the 16th.

Right.

What did she say?

Did she say something about her children?

Yes, she did. Did Mrs. Keeler tell you that she killed her youngest son?

Yes.

Calendar number 72.

Docket number 86N7017978.

Kitty Keeler, charged with two counts of murder.

Section 12525 of the penal law.

You've been charged with two counts of murder in the second degree.

How do you plead? She pleads not guilty, Your Honor.

I do apologize for my tardiness.

J .T. Williams, Your Honor.

I present myself as counsel to the accused.

Counselor, your appearance is noted.

Do you believe that entrance?

Talk about theatrics.

Well, shy of retiring, he's not. How do you like that, my friend?

Puts Kitty's neck in the noose, and then he hires the eminent J .T. Williams to

get it out.

That's who she hired him? Who else?

Do you know what kind of things he gets?

Williams?

I think it's a crack.

Now?

Don't count on a confession.

You know, Tim, I listened to those tapes over and over at least six times.

And something just didn't sit right.

Then I finally got it.

Masucci, he gave back word for word everything we fed him.

What are you trying to say?

For example, what did she tell you, Vince?

Did she tell you she strangled Georgie?

Yes, she did.

Word for word, line for line.

The only thing you didn't tell her was who Kitty called to get rid of the body.

How come?

Because we don't know who she called, and we couldn't feed it to him.

Are you telling me she didn't do it?

I'm telling you, you don't have a small case like you think you do. She's

getting to you. I don't believe it.

Hey, the only reason you don't have a fat lip is because you're a friend of

mine.

You did good.

Now it's up to me.

Uh... If she did it, he did it.

You mean, case closed? Case closed.

If she did it, somebody helped her.

I don't know who helped her, and you don't know who helped her. That's

why I'm going to cut a deal with O .J .T.

Kitty is going to name her accomplice, and then she's going to cop it to second

-degree manslaughter.

I'll give you both.

Lunch for the party heavies.

Eh, we're kind of lucky, Jimmy.

Have this thing thrown in our laps.

Just before the primary.

Well, at least they found out who I am.

Timothy Aubrey.

One in the back.

Thanks.

Would you like more sugar? Oh, of course.

Sing it, beauty.

Thanks, babe.

In and out, huh?

Who was that masked man?

Oh, wait. Detective Best.

I'm going to tell you the whole thing.

Why don't I come down here and we talk it over? No.

I'm going to give it to you.

All right, tell me all of it, George. Hold on.

Yeah, yeah.

Take it.

Kitty told me that night she was going down to Miami in the morning.

I don't know. I got... I don't know. I didn't like it.

She says tough.

She's right.

I always said, do what you want.

But I got sore.

I took off. I come back over here.

That's two about it.

Put away some bourbon.

Next thing I know, I'm on my way back over there.

It was quiet.

I went into the boys' room.

Georgie woke up.

I don't know.

Guess I wanted to hurt her, like, you know, teach her a lesson. I was going to

take the boys, and I put my hand over Georgie's mouth to keep him from waking

her up, you know.

I guess I, like, choked him.

He didn't seem to be breathing no more.

I knew he was dead.

I couldn't believe it. I was, I don't know, confused.

I carried the kids one at a time, put them in the car.

Terry's a real sound sleeper. He never stirred.

I drove up by the river.

I sat there. I was crazy, thinking how high it was going to lose, kidding.

It was going to be all over.

And that's when I thought about, you know, making it look like somebody else

done it.

I put Georgie's body down on the ground.

I shot Terry.

I put the bodies in the water.

I went and sat.

They started getting light.

I got rid of the gun and came back.

That's it.

I've been hoping.

I never thought you'd try to pin it on Kitty.

Now you know she didn't do it.

George?

Send over you two, okay? Right.

You don't really believe that Bozo's confession, do you? Well, I'm not going

dismiss it out of hand. The way I read that statement, there's no way we can

check the damn thing that's in it. The point is I'm sitting here with an

indictment against Kitty and a confession by her husband.

Well, you know what happens in these things. The bigger the headlines, the

people put their hands up and they say, I did it. Except he killed himself.

Sure. He said he did it, then he takes the high jump before we can make him

prove it.

Why?

So Kitty can walk.

He did it for her.

Why did George kill himself?

A woman a man would lay his life down for.

By that, you got your answer.

Amen.

Two days ago, I had a husband and two sons.

I know my timing is rotten.

Kitty,

if there's anything I can do, don't hesitate.

We'll be divorced.

Where did you get that?

I got it in Georgia's wallet.

I gave it to him a long time ago.

Don't worry about it.

I don't know.

You do have connection.

I met him once at a party.

You met Aubrey DuBose once?

At a party?

And he gave you this?

No.

I paid for it.

With my body. Isn't that what you're thinking?

Lady, who the hell are you?

You feel it? The excitement?

Power.

So much it's shameful.

I guess she sells a lot of newspapers.

We'll be giving this story a ride, everybody.

It's a good story.

Well, do you know her?

Kitty?

Do I?

Only what I've written in newspapers.

Yeah, well, she says she knows you.

I find that highly unlikely.

You got this from her?

Do you remember giving it to her?

No, I don't.

I can only believe she's a remarkable woman.

An invitation like this, and I haven't heard from her.

Oh? Do you have many of these away?

I can only believe she must have impressed me.

Do you think she'll go to trial? I mean, with her husband... Oh, I'd have enough

trouble with leaks to you guys.

If she goes to trial, you know, her problem is to find a jury that doesn't

to lynch her.

You see?

Power of the press.

I'm sorry.

I really don't remember meeting you.

Seriously.

It's interesting.

Yes, it is interesting.

Thank you.

Well, my guess?

Yes, there'll be a trial.

Mr. Martucci.

What the hell happened? We look like a bunch of morons here.

Why in God's name was the man not locked up? A material witness.

Why was he walking around?

You know what you're doing?

You were so hot to run off and get an indictment. On what?

One witness.

My problem was I thought you had enough sense to protect that witness. I offered

it to him. I said we'd put him in a hotel.

Tim.

Masucci knew what he was doing.

He did? Absolutely.

He had a problem.

You know, he could go to jail for consorting with an underage boy.

Or he could work for us. Either way, he's in big trouble.

You want to drop the indictment?

Do it.

It's up to you.

We did the job.

You hear what I'm saying, Inspector?

on Marsucci himself.

So now what?

It's a circumstantial case, but I'm going with it.

Damn. You gonna try her?

She's guilty of sin, Theo.

See, she kills her own kid.

Chokes, strangles, shoots.

Why?

And then she calls Marsucci to kill the other kid and make it look like a

kidnapping.

You better have those answers before you go to court. Listen, I know what Risco

said.

But will you help me find the answers?

Case closed?

Well, maybe you can't exactly reopen it, but on your own?

Aren't you the one who says she got to me?

Did she?

You always open the door?

Could be a reporter.

Could be a bad guy.

Could be a cop.

You all right?

I'm terrific.

It's because I feel like every single death in the whole wide world has

something to do with me.

I don't have a drink.

Please, vodka.

Now you know that Vince and I were never... I thought about that.

You know, whatever happened, it's not your fault.

Vince was a dead man from the miniature people who set him up. I know that.

The deal was my phone calls.

When's the last time you ate anything?

I don't know.

Come on, go get your coat.

I can't go out like this.

You never look better.

Would you really have noticed?

Go get your coat.

You'll be all right.

Can't do it.

What is it you can't do, Kitty?

I can't stand any more people staring at me, sticking cameras in my face.

You'll be all right.

Look, no people, no cameras, no questions.

I got a place. You know, a little runaway joint when you just gotta get

You there?

I'm here.

I don't like being alone.

Don't you have any family?

Someone you can be with for a while?

No.

I worked so damned hard.

Trying to tell myself I don't need anybody.

You want to sit there all night?

Right here.

I'll be there when I wake up.

Mm -hmm.

You're always looking at me. Yeah.

It's nice to see you smile.

I used to smile all the time.

You can't believe that.

Well, I believe it.

You look and you listen.

You don't ask a lot of questions.

Some people say more when you don't ask.

Do I?

I don't know. I don't know what you do.

Ask me, Theo. Huh?

Damn it, ask me!

That's what all this is about, isn't it?

I mean, don't you have a confession somewhere on you I can sign?

That's why you brought me here, isn't it?

You know, be nice to her. Treat her nice and just...

No, please.

Let me say it.

If you killed your kids, tell me now.

Maybe I can help.

You don't understand.

They're not going to stop.

They're going to try you.

As

God

is my judge, I didn't kill my boy.

What else? Say it. What happened that night?

Say it.

Tell me what happened that night. Tell me what happened.

I went out.

I went out and left them.

Georgie finally fell asleep after throwing up and wetting himself, I don't

how many times.

I must have changed the seats four times.

And then Terry woke up and said his throat was sore, so I gave him two

pills.

I'm sure it was only two.

All I could think was how stuck I was, how unfair it was.

They were both sound asleep, and I guess I decided I owed myself. I don't know.

I called Billy.

Billy Cheever.

He said they were partying and that he'd send somebody over to pick me up.

Hello, Billy.

Well, I got dressed, and when the doorbell rang...

I went and took a look at the kids.

They were both sound asleep, so I... I just went out.

I was gone a couple of hours.

Not more.

When I got home, they were gone.

So that's when you called Masucci for the second time. No. I called George

first, but I couldn't get through. And then I called Vince.

He calmed me down. He said not to worry that George had the kids.

He told me to go to sleep and to call George in the morning.

George.

I always knew that he did it.

But how could I say that?

Yeah.

Have you told this to anybody before this minute?

How could I?

What am I going to say?

I'm going to say I gave a six -year -old sleeping pills. I'm going to say...

I left two little kids alone while I went out to have a good time? How can I

talk about that?

Well, you could have been convicted of murder.

How?

I didn't do it.

Who did?

What do you mean?

Who's Billy Cheever?

He did.

And he's a friend of mine. Oh, you've got a nice friend.

I want you to look at everything I say, okay?

I want you to dig inside your head.

I want you to pick out every detail, every scrap of memory about that night.

I don't care that you don't think it's important.

Give me something so I can check.

I want more.

I want everything you can give me, okay? Are you with me?

Yes.

It wasn't Billy's apartment, so it could be any of these places. Don't worry

about Billy, Chief.

I'll find him.

We're looking for where the party was that night.

Wait.

Stop.

I remember that laundry.

All right.

Wait a minute.

What?

He talked to somebody.

The guy who brought you here?

Right there.

Two sort of old ladies.

You're on a roll, kid. Keep it up.

She called him.

Benjamin. I remember.

The women, what were they doing?

Sitting on a stoop, going somewhere?

No, they were like maybe walking home from a late mass.

And your guy, Benjamin, what's he do?

He went over.

I think they were talking in Spanish.

Now, you look, Kitty, this is important.

When the women were talking to Benjamin, did they see you?

Oh, God.

Yes.

Oh, I guess.

They had to see me, didn't they? I wouldn't know, Kitty. I wasn't there.

Come on, Kitty.

I think they saw me.

See that?

We got witnesses.

All we gotta do is fight.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll find you. Don't worry about us. You just make sure

there. Right.

Can I?

Inspector, if this is the right Benjamin, he's a driver, steerer,

general handyman for dealers. They call him Benjamin the Cuban, and we've got a

meeting with him in one hour.

Anybody ever tell you you ought to do this sort of thing for a living?

Yeah. Oh,

Inspector, wait a minute.

That's Billy Cheever.

He got it execution style.

ME report says the blood sample was Drug City.

When? Uh, night before last.

You know, it occurs to me we're getting a lot of falling bodies in this thing.

Oh, no.

I know. I'm trying to quit myself.

Benjamin, right?

What can I do for you, gentlemen?

Kitty, kill her.

That's something.

Killing your own kids.

Benjamin.

You said you helped her.

Say what?

Yeah, she said you helped her with the bodies.

No.

Calm down, calm down.

There's no reason to get so excited. You haven't even heard the offer yet.

What offer?

She's sick in the head.

You cop and you'll be out in... Three to five, Max.

Remember Bummy?

Scala, put you in 15 to life in Dannemora?

See, we were talking to him the same way we're talking to you.

And he could have been out by now.

No. No, I didn't do nothing.

I drive her to the party for Billy.

And then I drive her back home. That's all I do. Billy.

Billy Cheever. You see that?

You find Billy, back your story, it's over.

Billy's dead, man.

What happened to him?

Tell it the way it is, Benjamin.

Let's hear it time and place.

We're having a party, no big thing.

Billy said to me, do me a favor, a pickup.

He gives me a paper with a name in it.

Kitty Killer.

I never hear that name.

I have trouble finding the place.

Did she say I helped her?

I have to ask a guy walking his dog where the address is.

Did she say she know me?

Yeah, Benjamin, that's what she said. What kind of dog?

What? You ask for directions from a guy walking a dog.

What kind of dog?

I don't know.

It's a dog.

Inspector, I think Benjamin's trying to jerk us around.

No. No, I'm not.

So you bring Mrs. Keeler to the body, and then what happens?

A woman,

Mrs. Quintana, she said hello to me.

What do you mean?

All right, the man with the dog.

What did he look like?

What?

Miss Quintana.

Who is it?

Miss Milton Bass.

I called you.

Inspector Kojak.

Would you happen to know Benjamin Oya?

Is he in trouble?

No, no, no.

You happen to remember seeing him a couple of weeks ago?

Outside, maybe at night?

Nina?

Yes, we

see him, you know, around.

Maybe he's with somebody?

Remember seeing him with anybody else?

This is about a woman.

Mira. This is the one.

Why do I know her?

Well, you might have seen her pictures in the newspapers, ma 'am.

Kitty Keeler.

The two little boys.

That's her? So pretty.

Now, if you saw her when you say you did, there's no way she killed her two

boys. I know.

What do you think?

You know what?

No mother kills her own children.

It's open. Come on in.

So, what did you bring?

Here, I got a treat for you.

Well, in some circles, nectar of the gods.

Actually, a Greek peasant aphrodisiac, Uzo.

Now, I found the guy who drove you, and I found the woman he talked to. They're

both going to testify.

So what does it mean? Well, it means that if the medical examiner testifies,

times of death were during the period when your lawyer can show you weren't

here, you're home free.

Did you find Billy?

Billy.

Billy's dead.

Stand. Stand.

What's he to you?

He's a friend of mine.

Hey, Tiger.

I know what you think. No, you don't know what I think.

Why not? You always know what... Yeah, I always know what you think.

That's right, and don't you forget it.

You remember the time you asked me who I was?

a major mystery.

The Greeks had a word for it.

Enigma.

No.

Really.

Really.

I want to just stop taking responsibility for everybody who dies.

Maybe it's my job.

I did what you told me to do.

And I read George's confession again.

I think I know what he did with the gun.

There's a place we used to go, near where the boys were found.

It's where George would have gone.

Thanks.

Hey.

He got it.

Have a dog.

Hey, she has a dog.

Chef, I want a dog.

I never own a dog in the city.

You're going to have to walk him, right?

You're going to have to walk him every day at the same time, give or take.

Are you telling me you want me to stay here until midnight?

Well, Benjamin, the Cuban said that's the time you talk to the guy.

Look, uh, you were right about the lady, okay?

Everybody said...

She did it. You said, prove it.

And you were right, okay?

She didn't do it.

George killed him, right?

And you got the gun, and you got the Cuban kid, you got the old lady.

What else do you want, huh?

I mean, it's like you can't get enough. You want to hit us over the head because

we're so stupid, right? One piece at a time.

It's like the gun. Take that, you idiots. And the dog walker. Stick this

gassakis.

You coming?

Oh, go on ahead.

Well, you didn't miss a thing. The guy didn't show.

Why don't you tell Detective Bass what you told me?

Well, just that probably the reason I got this apartment.

You don't like to take advantage, but... And you knew in the building?

Right after, you know, the murders.

They moved out real fast.

It was like they were... Maybe a parade or something?

Yeah.

Do you know if they had a dog?

Well, gee, I don't. But you do know their name?

Yes.

Nadler.

Arnold Nadler.

I think Mr. Nadler stepped out, but I can check for you. No, that's okay.

worry about it. We'll just wait for him. Oh, no, you can't go in.

I'm not supposed to let anybody... I told him. You're not here.

Hi there. How are you?

Come on.

I'm sorry, Mr. Nadler. It's all right, Nancy.

Thank you.

Mr. Nadler?

Shut up.

I'm Inspector Kojak. This is Detective Bass.

You're from the police.

You've heard about the murders? The two little kids?

Of course.

Well, we had reason to believe that you showed a man the location of the Keeler

apartment that night.

Wait a minute. You think I helped some child murderer or something?

I don't know. You were out walking your dog and a man... Me?

I don't own a dog.

I don't even like dogs.

I think you must have the wrong man. I'm sorry, Mr. Nutter. It's our mistake.

I'm sorry. Oh, that's all right. I didn't think.

When I heard you were from the police, I, you know... Well, Mr. Nutter, you

moved out of your apartment pretty fast after the murders.

What? You left a very desirable location fast.

How come?

My wife... We didn't want to... What? What?

Now, why don't you tell us about it?

I was coming home from class.

I teach accounting one night a week at Rutgers.

I remember it was raining.

There was this man.

I walked right past him. He was putting a... It looked like a bundle wrapped in

a blanket. He was putting it in his car. He looked up.

I mean, I surprised him.

He looked right at me.

And when you heard about the murders, you figured he might be thinking of you

a witness.

Yeah, I see.

Mr. Nadler, would you recognize the man you saw that night?

Probably. What kind of a car was it?

I don't know about cars.

Numbers. I know numbers.

You want the license number?

That's it.

Bass.

Police officer, I want to talk to you for a minute.

We have a witness who saw you that night, Lorenzo.

Those two little boys, Lorenzo.

Did you kill them?

You were there.

You were working, doing a job.

Well, who?

Lorenzo.

Who for?

Mr. DuBose.

You better come down.

Tim Neary finds your involvement in all this hard to understand.

He doesn't know Kitty the way we do, does he, Inspector?

Watching her vilified, defiled every day.

Even by my own newspaper.

Oh, I must admit, you engineer a hell of an alibi.

You lay out a trail, you turn me loose, and I wind up with Benjamin the Cuban,

Mrs. Quintano, George and the gun.

All alibi setups, engineered by you.

The truth is, I perform more difficult sleight of hand every day.

I can turn rogues.

International heroes fabricate faith, fear, hope.

I helped to make the myths for the professors to call history.

I put a mix of fact and fiction in over there and move it around and presto, it

comes out over there.

Reality.

So naturally.

You must have thought when you had Masucci killed.

She was home free.

I wonder if you appreciate the exquisite irony.

Perhaps you do.

To be insanely devoted to, by reputation, the most wicked woman of the

day.

I wonder if you have any idea how she makes me feel.

Of course you do.

Kitty brings me peace.

The only true contentment I've ever known.

I'm with her.

You know what I am?

I'm a good man.

extraordinary generosity.

Let's go.

Good guy or bad guy?

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

I was wrong.

About your responsibility for all those dead.

Well, you got George, you got Vince Masucci, Billy Cheever, you got them

kid.

Including your two little babies.

What are you talking about? What are you saying?

Aubrey DuBois and I, we had a chat.

And I wonder...

How much of your generosity did I get to see?

Was there more to come?

Mr.

Bowles really showed his gratitude, didn't he?

With your generosity.

He wanted you all to himself.

He saw his opportunity and he took it.

And had little Terry execute it. That's a lie. He never meant that to happen.

Oh, it was a mistake.

No chance.

Lorenzo, the executioner.

They don't come any better. No mistakes.

Don't say.

Listen to me.

Fail.

Fail.

want me to say?

It's all going to be all right, Kitty.

I'm here for you, Kitty.

I never meant to hurt my kids.

I love them.

I know you don't believe that.

I never meant to hurt you either.

Huh?

Look, no more lies, all right?

Does it make any difference to you? You mean, would the truth make you free?

I never laid a hand on either one of them.

Not once.

But that night...

I don't know.

It was like everything started to come apart.

Aubrey had told me again earlier that day.

that he couldn't leave his wife.

So what do you say?

And then that night, George told me I ought to stay at home and be with the

kids, not work.

All of a sudden, it seemed like nothing was ever going to be any different.

That everything was always going to stay the same.

I was supposed to go to Miami the next day.

And I wanted to go real bad.

I wanted to be anywhere besides where I was.

I wanted to be younger.

I wanted to be happier.

And if I couldn't get anything else, I just wanted to be alone.

I wanted, more than anything, just to lie down.

Go to sleep.

Sleep.

But Georgie kept waking up, and I kept getting up to change the sheets.

And then Terry started getting cranky, and he said that he didn't feel well.

That's when I gave him the pill.

So that he'd sleep.

Then Georgie wet the bed again.

And he started crying again.

And I knew there wasn't going to be any trip to Miami.

I just couldn't stand it.

Couldn't stand the crying.

Couldn't stand the sound of it.

I put my hand over Georgie's mouth, just so he'd be quiet.

He didn't even move.

And I couldn't believe it.

You know, I didn't realize it didn't make sense.

what I'd done.

I called Aubrey. I tried to get through to him but I couldn't and then I called

Vince and he told me that I should call an ambulance and

tell them what had happened but I was too scared.

So I called Aubrey back and I got through to him.

He told me exactly what I knew he'd tell me.

He told me he'd take care of it.

When the man came, I did exactly what he told me to do.

He took Georgie downstairs and I wrapped Harry in a blanket and I went down.

Then we went in the car and we drove to that place by the river.

The man got out of the car.

He came around.

And he said, let me hold the boy while you get out of the car.

I gave Terry to him.

He told me to get Georgie.

I went to the back, and that's when I realized that he left with Terry.

Then I heard the shot.

See, I didn't know what had happened.

I didn't realize what

had happened.

Then a man came back in a little while, and he said there'd been an accident.

He told me he'd buried them.

All I can tell you is that I never, never meant to

hurt them.

I don't want to talk anymore. Can I talk now?

You wanted her to know who she is.

She'll tell her story to a jury. Who knows?

They could even buy it.

And now you wonder how it might have been if maybe on a rainy night back

the line you'd happen to duck into Keela's bar and she'd been there.