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Taking 50 ,000 cash from a business account without attracting the attention

the IRS is not a simple matter.

I never hired you to do simple matters.

Just to make them look simple.

Got the lead out?

Well, look at me. Look at the little numbers.

Look till you find... What?

I won.

Yes.

I want to report a shooting.

That's Seymour Hayward, Mr.

Tyrone's footkeeper. He was here when the shot was fired. Mr. Hayward, this is

Lieutenant Kojak.

How you doing?

He's been working for him a long time.

Four years.

Real sweetheart, huh?

As a matter of fact, he was anything but a sweetheart.

You know, this year you've been involved in more real estate scandals. There's

got to be at least a hundred dissatisfied customers on the Jersey

do they call it? Mosquito mansions. Gorgeous. You sure know his books, don't

you, Mr. Hayward? Any outstanding deaths, you know, monies coming in,

I couldn't comment on that.

Not without going over everything very carefully.

That's what you'll be doing for the next couple of days, Mr. Aylward.

Lieutenant? Yeah. Excuse me.

Now, the shots were fired from the roof of that building across the street,

Lieutenant.

So far, we have no witnesses and no prints.

Now, I picked up these shell casings, and I checked them out with ballistics.

They say they came from a .223 M15 rifle. That's very good.

You have to be very steady, don't you?

How's that?

That must be...

200, 300 yards.

Can't be nervous.

You must really have made up your mind.

It takes a special kind of determination.

It takes a special kind of nut.

Or a pro.

But either way, we'll get him.

Lieutenant?

It's Captain McNeil for you, sir.

Here, Frank.

Theo, I've got a terrible coincidence.

Remember Sergeant Devine? Duke Devine? Sure. Retired. Nice guy.

Well, the nice man is dead.

Somebody shot him out of his house on Staten Island about two hours ago.

Would you believe it?

We've got two snipers running around the city.

What do you got on it?

Nothing yet.

Just the shells came from an M -15.

Hey, Frank, what's worse?

Two armed loonies or one who's on a rampage?

That's exactly the kind of gun that killed Tyrone.

This troubles.

What possible connection could there be between Devine and Tyrone?

Yeah, what can I tell you, Frank?

You got me. Good.

morning, Mr. Corso. Get me Lou Handelman. He's on the line.

Mr. Handelman, he'll be within just a second.

You read it, Lou. What are we going to do?

What's to worry about?

There's no way we can be connected with Tyrone and Divine's death.

They're gone.

Webb is doing us a favor.

Lou, Lou, shut up and listen.

Divine covered himself just so we could never cut him off.

to be sent in case we bump him off. So maybe it's on its way right now with our

names in it. Everything we've been paying him to shut up about. Who's got

letter? His wife.

No, no, no. I don't think she ever knew he was on the take.

It's got to be his lawyer.

Now, I understand that's Tom Nolan.

I don't figure Nolan is going to look for trouble and open that letter

but he will take it to the police unless you stop him. Lou, don't worry.

This is the DD -5 in the Jack Wiggs case, two and a half years ago. That's

right.

Prominent restaurateur gets bumped off on the New York State thruway handle of

Saratoga. Duke Devine handles the investigation. Right.

On 1031, a below -signed detective interviewed one Thomas Tyrone of 275

35th Street who could offer no information in this case.

Well, that links Devine and Tyrone.

You know, I checked DeVine's logs, Frank. Six days he worked on that case.

this is all that went into the record? Come on.

I hate to say it, but there was Duke. Four months away from retirement.

Probably with his hands out for the very first time in his career. He breaks the

case and he doesn't tell us. I don't want to believe that, Theo. I don't see

it helps us.

Well, suppose DeVine and Tyrone were blackmailing a third party.

Jack Wick's his murderer, huh?

He could have gotten tired of paying and killed them both.

I don't know yet, Frank.

But nobody bumped him off because there were a couple of angels, that's for

sure. DeVine.

I can't stand this.

His wife.

Such a lovely woman.

I promise. If I'm right, Frank, I'll do everything I can to keep her from

finding out, okay?

We all make many compromises. I've been thinking about that a lot lately.

Limitations.

How old are you, Miss Green?

Um, early 20s.

Wouldn't you like to go to South America for carnival or maybe Australia?

There's three men there for every woman.

Maybe a chorus girl in Vegas.

It's crazy, but it's fun.

Well, I can't do everything.

Look at me, Miss Green.

I'm 55 years old, and I've done nothing.

That man yesterday, he didn't let anything stand in his way.

He wanted to kill, and he did it.

Well, I don't want to kill anybody.

That's insane.

Um, anyhow, I've got to catch the phone.

Oh, Miss Green?

Yes. You address the mail that goes out?

Yes.

We set a checkout to ABC Consulting every month.

You got the address on that?

Yes, sir.

ABC Consulting.

For what?

A plant.

What an unusual idea.

You really think so?

Hello,

Tarzan. Here, this is Jane. She loves you. Watch out. She's married. Don't go

lifting her tender little leaves.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

Oh, excuse me. It's a little shabby over there.

Lieutenant. Yeah.

Who loves you?

All right, boys, coming through.

Lieutenant, check in on Duke Devine.

After retiring, he opened up a couple of companies.

Ibex, Security Systems, ABC Consulting, all at the same address.

2381 Decatur Avenue.

Do you have any partners?

I don't know.

Well, where do we go find out, Crocker?

Ah, Fatso.

Cheers. Happy birthday.

See ya.

Now, where's the fireplace?

An awesome responsibility.

Got a wife and two kids, Counselor. And an envelope in your pocket.

Right? You're Duke Devine's lawyer. We know that.

What are you talking about?

Jane got it with you. We go back upstairs and get it. Or maybe we just

kids until you give it to us.

Hand it over.

No! Now all we do is shut up about this.

Give me that.

Did he shoot you?

Somebody get a cop.

No.

Hey, wait.

Wait, wait. Get out of here.

You can't do this.

We'll get you three. This used to be a mail drop and nothing more.

This is some sweet... Police!

Seymour!

Now what's a tidy little bookkeeper like you doing in a dump like this?

Cuff him, Crocker.

Let's see, 25 years, an accountant, all of a sudden you decide to go play

detective. A word.

If my head was a pinball machine, you know what you'd read here? Tilt, baby. I

ain't buying it. I'll be honest.

You and Devine, you were siphoning money from Tyrone's company. He found out

about it and you shot him. You've got to be kidding. I could never do that.

That's a great alibi, saying you were there when the shot came. What'd you do,

fire it, stash the rifle, run back upstairs to the office and call us?

I don't even know Devine. How could we be... Come on! Two years ago, Duke

caught a murder. Jack Wicks, big midtown restaurateur.

Tyrone's real estate company bought Wick's restaurant after his death.

Devine investigated.

He went through the books. He met you.

That was Devine. That was Devine.

In 1951, you were in the army for three months. How do you know that? Who the

hell do you think we are? You weren't by any stretch of the imagination an

excellent marksman, were you? Well, as a matter of fact, that was the only thing

I was good at. All right, so after you killed Devine and Tyrone to cover your

,000 a month, you went back to Tyrone's mail drop to make sure that your name

wasn't anyplace. No, that's not it. That's a lot of...

Now if you knew me, if you knew my life, you know I couldn't even think of those

things. I couldn't even keep a family together.

I got a wife, a kid someplace, she's 20 or so.

She always wanted me to get out of the city. She hated it.

But I had clients, you know, steady work.

It's hard trying to start over again.

It's risky.

All right, once more, pal.

Why did you go back to St. Kate Avenue?

Look, I know how I talk. I know how I sound to myself.

Me, it bothers me.

This sniper, I've never been in anything like this before.

It's fascinating to me.

Our receptionist, Miss Green, she wants to hear me talk to her about it. Why did

you go there? Lieutenant Kojak, he told me to look through the books and look

for anything that was a little odd or off base.

There was a payment to ABC Consulting for $2 ,000, but nobody ever said what

was. And I thought maybe I could find out that it was a payoff or maybe find

your killer for you. I don't know. I just did it. I never just did anything.

Can't you understand?

Lieutenant,

we went through his apartment.

The most dangerous thing we found was his landlady.

She's a shrew.

She says that at 5 .15, when Duke Devine was shot, she saw him leaving his

apartment. Probably on his way to his office, like he says.

Mm -hmm. Okay.

Oh, right.

Yes, sir.

I want you to reconstruct all the characters that were involved in Jack

murder.

Okay, I'll do that.

Oh, look, Mr. Hayward.

You know, if you want to change your life around, okay, but do us all a

Don't go playing cop.

Yeah? So tomorrow morning you go back to your books, and if you find anything

interesting, you pick up the telephone, and you call Manhattan South, okay?

All right.

Now go on.

with this police brutality after all these years, Frank?

I don't know.

You know, maybe he was not the only misguided yo -yo.

Maybe the sniper's looking to settle a case that Duke freaked out on.

All of which leaves me with one glaring question.

Outside of who our executioner is?

Yeah.

Like, just who's next in line for his particular brand of justice?

I had to get in.

I couldn't wait for you. What are you talking about?

Who are you?

There's a doctor on the first floor. Don't move.

It says here you're Tyrone's bookkeeper.

How long?

You.

You killed him.

Answer me.

Four, five years. I forget. I don't understand.

Two years ago, he was putting together a real estate package.

My father wouldn't sell his building.

Then he was killed.

Tyrone bought the building from the bank.

First Manhattan Trust.

$232 ,000.

Two years ago, August, I think, the end of the month. Who else was in on that

deal? A group of silent partners.

I sounded that detective.

He knew.

He covered for them. That wasn't hard to figure out.

The men who killed my father, they bought their way out of it.

I go to the stockade because I didn't want to kill anybody else in Vietnam.

And they kill, and they get rich, and they get away with it.

I'm sorry.

I know nothing about any murder.

The names. Just give me the names.

Sam Corso.

He's a lawyer. Always has a new idea for skimming off the accounts.

Which you go along with.

Well, technically, yes.

As long as the auditors don't question it.

Well, I'm well paid. I know just how to do it.

It's illegal.

I'm sorry.

It has nothing to do with your father.

There were six bullets in his body. Now somebody pulled that trigger.

This Corso, what about him?

Never him, no.

Corso, Tyrone, no.

They'd hire some bum to do that kind of dirty work. Yeah, just like they hired

you.

Yes.

If I could look back on those books.

Maybe if I look back in the books, there might be a... Around the time of your

father's death, there might be a payment, someone they hired.

How much would it take to kill a man?

I've heard it starts at $500.

That's horrible, isn't it?

Yes.

You want to lie down?

I haven't got time.

Oh, my God.

Let me help you.

Please, son. Let me help you. No, doctor.

No, police.

Police. Come on. Come on.

Leave it on me.

It's killing me.

Oh, my God.

We'll fix it, son.

No.

Don't you worry. No, doctor. No, police.

Police. We'll fix it.

The cops would have got this. We'd have been down the tubes. He had names,

dates, everything.

Forget the cops. If that crazy kid had a snatch, the letter from me and Nolan,

we'd both be waiting for his next shot.

Nolan won't say anything. What is he going to say?

Even the old lady wouldn't recognize me now.

Are you sure it was Wick's son?

I mean, I thought they shot deserters or something.

It was him.

He looked just like the old man.

And what names you got in there? You, me.

Tyrone, and would you believe, Joanne Yeager.

Divine had her down, too.

The old man's girlfriend?

She didn't even have anything to do with knocking him off.

We did her a big favor.

The biggest.

Lieutenant, do you want to talk to Joanne Yeager, Jack Quicks' girlfriend?

She's outside.

Saperstein just brought her in.

All right, what are you getting on this Tyrone's partners?

Well, we're working on it, Lieutenant.

Am I waiting for anything in particular?

My undivided attention. Please come in.

Sit down.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

No, thank you.

This is about the shootings, right?

Yes, they seem to be connected with Jack Wicks' murder two years ago.

You were on his arm for the last six months of his life, young lady. Maybe

can help us.

Listen, Lieutenant.

Two years ago, I identified the body.

It wasn't easy.

And I talked to a whole bunch of cops.

If there was anything I could have told them to get Jack's killers, I would

have.

But did you assume Tyrone was behind it because Wicks wouldn't sell out to him?

I didn't assume anything.

I was too horrified. Was Wicks afraid of him or anyone in particular?

He didn't lie down and roll over for anybody.

You know something?

When Keith, that's his son, got into trouble in the army, he wrote him the

supportive letter imaginable.

He was a wonderful father.

This Keith, you knew him? I met him briefly before he went overseas.

You know something?

The army thinks he's mentally unstable.

What do you think?

I read letters from him, Lieutenant.

At first, he just accepted the army.

Then they raided a small village, and he found out he had killed a half a dozen

civilians hiding in a hut.

There was an investigation, and the army cleared him, but he was freaked.

He shot his sergeant in the leg. I think just so they'd send him to the

stockade. Well, that's a pretty sick way to soothe your conscience, don't you

think?

Almost as sick as what he's doing now.

Hey, look, if he thinks there was no justice in his father's murder, we

cases all the time.

You think I'm crazy in suspecting him?

Yeah.

Sorry, Theo.

Wicks was flown back from Southeast Asia ten days ago and discharged in

California.

I got a CO on the line calling me now. Oh, don't tell me he's there. I need a

suspect, Frank.

No, they booked him through to New York on a commercial flight.

He was drafted here, so they had to fly him back. But he stayed over in

California about three days. So?

So, his CO says he went hunting.

Bought a rifle and went hunting, alone.

Yeah, hunting on target practice.

All right, thanks, Frank.

We were talking about Keith.

You haven't heard from him.

Any place we might pick him up.

Pick him up?

You'll do more than that if you have to.

Miss Yeager, you know, as far as I'm concerned, anybody who lives in the city

New York has got to be a little bit nutty, including me.

Fortunately, very few of us go around killing people with high -powered

The ones that do, they make themselves their own victims.

Yes, we'll do a hell of a lot more than pick him up if it comes right down to

it. And I don't care if he thinks he's getting even for every cop who ever got

shot. It's the biggest no -no in the book. Now, please, can you help us?

He grew up in the West Village.

Knows it like a book.

Sheridan Square and through there.

He'd feel safe there.

Crocker, Stavros, run photos on Keith Wicks.

Black at the West Village.

Every flophouse in the area.

I'm sorry, Keith.

Really sorry.

Nobody else will come up here.

You never know about anybody.

Meaning who?

Meaning me?

I get that.

It's still killing me, but it's better.

Well, the bullet went right through.

You were lucky.

I got some more hydrogen peroxide.

I think we can get away without any stitches.

Yeah. Listen, put this over there, please.

There's some sight.

Seven -powered.

How'd you know?

It's right on there.

I'm good at small print.

What about the books? You find anything?

I found two similar non -recurring items, bracketed on the same date as

father's death.

A check for $1 ,000 and a check for $4 ,000. Both made out to a Lou Handelman.

Who's he?

I don't know.

He sent it on the ledger as a bad debt.

What was that, your idea?

No. I remember specifically that was Mr. Corso's brainstorm.

I already made up my mind on Mr. Corso.

He's next.

That could have been Handelman's down payment.

The thousand.

Four is when the job was finished.

The job.

My father's life.

Give me your pencil, will you?

The rolling divine.

That's over.

Corso.

Enhandlement. I'll check them out.

Do you know Joanne Yeager?

Why? She got a check from Tyrone for 5 ,000 days before your father's murder.

Sure.

That all fits now.

Dear Keith, he wrote me.

Joanne and I are sneaking away to Saratoga next weekend.

Hot baths and all that good stuff.

They found his body in his car on the New York State Freeway.

Any sign of her?

Of course not.

She was the Judas goat, the one that leads the lambs to slaughter for a lousy

,000.

She wrote me this long letter about how they changed plans.

She was waiting for him up there in Saratoga. How horrible it all was.

You don't buy that?

No way.

Then she lucks out.

Inherits half his money.

My money.

Hey, you think I can walk on this thing tomorrow?

What are you doing? Listen, I left some shelves back in the hotel for this.

The room's not paid.

They'll clean it out. I don't want them getting on to me.

Well, I could go for you. No, no, Seymour, you're doing enough.

Somebody spots you, maybe they'll tie you into me some way. They question you,

you talk.

Me talk? Never. I never give you up, never.

Sure, I've seen lots of heroes fall apart, so don't take it so personally.

Hey, look, I'm no hero.

You need something, and I can offer it.

It balances out both ways.

I need things to balance out.

Yeah?

What I'd like to tell you about some of the heroes I've known.

When I heard that my father was dead, that's what really hurt me the most.

No, we couldn't talk anymore.

It was just getting interesting.

I could tell him anything.

Can't do that if you're not together.

You can't do that if he's dead.

I was just thinking about my boy somewhere.

Did you ever want to give something? It isn't birthday or Christmas time or

anything, but you just want to give something.

Because if you give something, that way you have something.

All I want right now is to finish this job.

Finishing.

That's the big thing in this country, Seymour.

See, you don't have to do anything real good.

You just have to finish, and that's good enough.

And that's all I want, to finish this job.

You know what you want.

That's a lot.

You didn't have to get into this.

I appreciate that fact.

You can take me tomorrow.

I'll go up to the room alone, though.

That would be a big help.

I'd appreciate that.

Thank you, Samuel.

Thanks a lot.

all right, son.

Believe me.

I'm not arguing with you, Theo. I'm just pointing out a few things.

Tyrone could have a partner. Somebody else being blackmailed by Devine.

else who kills them both gets off the hook with Devine and takes control over

Tyrone's business. Maybe, but until we find out that all this is true and

-dapper do like that, I gotta go with the son.

Well, if you do pick him up, let's get the rifle, too. Otherwise, the whole

thing is circumstantial.

Captain, for you and line one. That's nice.

McNeil.

Yeah.

Uh -huh. Here, hold it.

Hotel Kleinsinger on West 18th Street.

Hello, Kojak.

This is bottom one. He's nowhere in front.

Roger, one and two. We're still in the room.

This guy could be in the Salvation Army. There's nothing more lethal in here

than a needle and thread.

Nothing on the outside ledges and nothing in the hallway closets,

We followed him. See where he's got the rifle stashed. I want to know now that

this is the right man.

Looks like it's for 38.

Really?

I can make it alone.

You wait here. Are you sure?

Yeah. I'll see you later.

Okay.

Lieutenant, here he comes now. All right, all units, no surveillance.

This man is probably armed, and we're going to take him down.

Here, you cover me in the hole.

Please, Wicks, stand still.

You remember Jack Wick?

How come you didn't find the rifle, Lieutenant?

Well, Stavros is putting together all the details. Hi, Stavros.

Watch out for the jungle.

We lost two suspects there last week.

Everything will be in my report, Frank. What's the hassle?

Including proof positive you got the right man.

Frank.

He tried to shoot his way out of there.

He had ammo for a revolver stashed there. But not for a rifle.

Well, it's someplace and we'll turn it up. Theo, the kid was a psycho.

He could have had all kinds of reasons for not wanting to be arrested. Maybe

crazy ones in his head. And who put those questions in your head, Frank?

Chief of detectives, that's who.

I think he wanted this guy so bad he could taste it. He just can't believe

wrapped this up so fast.

So just convince him. Convince him and the DA and the grand jury and then you

mind if I do my paperwork?

Lock high him.

Oh, by the way, great work.

Never doubted for a minute. Yeah, thanks a bunch.

That rifle, Crocker, I want it complete with fingerprints.

That's an urgent priority.

All right. Well, go ahead!

You want to check these, Frank?

Sam Corso, apparently an associate of Tyrone's, was just killed with an M -15.

Also, Lou Handelman. That's two, Theo.

Two more.

This is a bad one.

The hitman for the syndicate.

Louie, didn't they tell you it's better to give than to receive? According to

the secretary, Hanlon was the first person Corso talked to after Tyrone and

Devine were killed.

Yeah, sure. Corso takes the syndicate money, he dumps it into Tyrone's shady

real estate maneuvers, and then they get a couple of syndicate hitmen to keep

everybody in line. I'll tell you something. I'll let you two to one.

This guy's figure was on a trigger to kill Jack Wicks.

All right, baby.

You'll be pushing instead of pulling.

Pushing what?

Pushing what? Pushing, pushing, pushing up daisies, bright eyes.

It's bang, bang, bang. 150 yards, two corpses.

You know something?

It's pretty impressive for a ghost.

One more piece.

Now.

Two more.

Ghost sniper terrorizes Midtown. Here.

Want to explain that to the commissioner?

Oh, come on, Frank. Would you help me?

California confirms that Keith Wicks bought an M -15 rifle with a telescopic

scope, so I was not on the wrong trail.

Well, maybe he didn't fire it himself.

Maybe he gave it to somebody to do the shooting for him. Somebody who's

finishing his job.

Like who?

He had no family?

Brothers, sisters, nothing?

He didn't have any army buddy that he was traveling with? It was a personal

vendetta. He didn't need a partner.

Yeah.

Captain, Lieutenant, the enemy just called, which had a flesh wound,

right leg, three days old. Any traces of blood in the hotel?

No. That's why nobody saw him come and go.

He was holed up somewhere, nursing that leg the last couple of days, and it

wouldn't be a hospital.

What about Joanne Yeager? He might have gone to her place. She was pretty good

friends with his father. You get a warrant for her place. Any traces of

bandages or whatever, anything that'd help us put this puzzle together.

on the light.

Hello? Miss Jagger?

Who is it?

You heard the news?

Corso and Handelman are dead.

What are you saying?

I want to give you an name and an address.

I know who did it.

Give me a pencil and paper.

Just a minute.

Go ahead.

Take the street.

Miss Yeager?

There was a call and I turned on the light and there was a

shot through the window there.

Well, you're lucky you had the curtains drawn.

You weren't quite lined up with your shadow. You feeling better?

Somebody's still shooting all over the place.

Got you bunched in with the others and responsible for Jack Wicks' murder.

Me, Lieutenant?

I was 150 miles away from Jack when he was murdered.

Not that that Detective Devine ever really believed me.

Why was Devine so suspicious of you?

I think it was the money I borrowed from Tom Tyrone.

You were dating Jack Wicks and you borrowed money from Tyrone, the prime

suspect? I didn't want to borrow from Jack.

I didn't want it to look like that kind of a relationship.

I had met Mr. Tyrone, and he liked the business idea I had, something in

so I borrowed from him.

When?

The day before Jack was killed.

Afterwards, I got an inheritance from Jack. I paid Tyrone back.

He wanted cash. I see.

So it was never listed in Tyrone's books as being returned?

And divine?

Suspected as a payoff.

Anybody reading the books would think the same thing, right?

Well, what do you know?

Seymour Hayward. Lieutenant!

Who? A gremlin from left field.

Lieutenant, an older man. Crossed the street, rented a room late tonight.

The clerk didn't really get a look at him, but I found a .223 shell casing and

pen with his initials on it. S .H.

How did you know?

Twenty years ago in the army, a sharpshooter. You know, it's like riding

bicycle. Once you learn, you never forget.

Or like being a father.

Forensics on the way, Lieutenant.

Hold this for them.

You take care of her.

Maybe it's a bookkeeper, right? Neatness counts with him. All of a sudden he

drops his pen with his initials on it on the bed. Maybe he's got a subconscious

desire to get caught.

Maybe I'm in his subconscious.

He takes care of the kid, I kill the kid, like that.

All right, Dr. Floyd, you go check the fire escapes. You get up on the roof,

what you can find.

Close! On the fire stage!

Freeze! Stop at the door!

my son, Lieutenant.

He killed somebody else's son and you killed somebody else's son?

The music goes round and we get nowhere.

But there's a lot of doctors who could tell that story too, Mr. Hayward.

Go ahead.

You know,

most people live lives of Quiet desperation.

You ever hear that one, Crocker?

Yeah.

Who knows? Maybe it's better that way.

Rigsby realises that he has feelings for Ruth, but Ruth's eyes are set on

securing a room for a friend.

Rising damp is at 11 .45, then the cast of the famous Carry On Everything are

back with a few sketches to bring a tear of joy to our eyes.

That's all after Reg Varney and his motley crew are on the buses next.