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No.
We are strangers on our own Pursuing our dreams
Longing not to be alone Forgotten men
In forgotten rooms
Sick as minnows
So though my pure mood
You are young and see no end
To bright shining day
Go by and wounds won't mend Forgotten men
In forgotten rooms
Chichas menos
Todo más que un moon
What's it? Are you crazy or something?
I live here.
This way, Mr. Fuchs.
Lieutenant Kojak, Mr. Fuchs, he's a security guard.
He saw the suspect drag the body down the steps, move off towards 9th Avenue.
A few minutes later, he comes back from the other direction, back in the
building. Then Mr. Fuchs grabbed him on his way out again. He had with him this
empty Pritzina wine bottle, wrapped in this newspaper.
Did you see his face when he dumped the body? It was too dark.
But it was the same man, same coat, same footsteps.
The suspect is one of the tenants here, Nicholas...
He's a Greek immigrant. Been here about three years.
Okay.
The M
.E. says she's been dead about a day, Lieutenant.
Strangled, probably by hand.
Some bruises on her face, too, like she was slapped around first.
Where's the red shoe? I can't find it anyplace.
Her name is Alice Ganeen.
About 30 years old. She lives in a small dump in the next block.
A couple of people tell me that she's been a prostitute.
Okay, but Sabastien, not a detail.
I'm going to start with the buildings next door, alleyways, all the garbage
within a couple of blocks.
He's looking for the victims, right? Sure, maybe some stockings.
Yes, sir. Yes, of course, sir.
Phil, you know Triforce is a good boy.
He never had anything to do with people like her.
Just as I see.
Thanks a lot, Costa, for your help, okay?
Adios.
Hey, Mr. Kojak.
Do you know me?
Try for us.
I work for the widow, Katerina Petropoulis, in her bakery shop. Oh,
the maestro in the kitchen, right? That's right.
Hey, you help me.
These guys treating me like some kind of criminal. Nico.
Excuse me. Nico.
Nico. What's going on here? I don't know. They think I killed some woman.
If you think he could do such a horrible thing, you are no judge of character,
Theo. And I know you better than that. Cut that in. Would you relax, please?
whole neighborhood is down my neck already. Nobody's accusing anybody of
anything. Except this guy.
My landlady, you know. She doesn't like people to drink. So I don't want her to
find that bottle in my room. Well, I take a little walk, get some fresh air.
That's all.
You mean you didn't go down that way after you dumped the body, then come
into this building a couple of minutes later?
From that direction? Then go out with that bottle? Go out one way, come back
other? How many guys are you talking about, mister?
I never saw that woman before in my life. You wouldn't mind if we checked
room, do you, Mr. Trefors?
Oh, no. Come on.
You'll give my men a statement, won't you, Fuchs? And thanks a lot for your
help.
You the landlady?
Yes, sir.
Lieutenant, can I see you a minute?
Yeah, do you... You always keep that front door unlocked like that, lady?
The tenants do that, sir.
They are always losing the key.
It's terrible.
You know, anyone can go in and go out. You see what happens.
The murder probably took place here. The body laid here for about a full day.
We'll analyze the substances.
Flash the blood groups against the victim to be sure.
Did Chuck always throw it back here, lady?
Ah, yes, sir. You see, we had a new furnace put in last year. And it blocks
the storage room downstairs.
Yeah. Yeah.
Check down here? Yeah, it's pretty clean.
Lieutenant, can I see upstairs?
Lieutenant,
this is Mr.
Antonakis, Lieutenant Kojak.
He's been sick in here a couple of days, and he says he would have heard any
unusual sounds or noises from Treforis' room.
The walls are thin, like phyllo.
I can hear him spot flies.
Sometimes I, uh, I listen.
For to hear woman, huh?
Never.
Stavros, can you help me?
Sure.
Tiforos is good, boy lieutenant.
He bring me bath lava, I'll go lemon -o when I'm sick.
And when I cough all night, he listen to me and never complain.
Antonio. Actually, same with me, yeah.
Thank you.
Finally.
Look how nice and neat he keeps his room, Theo.
Is this the room of a murderer, huh?
Who's the pretty lady? My mother when she was young. She lives in Thessaloniki
now with my brother.
But you can't make any money there. I send them what I can.
If I get in trouble, if I lose my job... Nico, don't worry.
Yeah, Mr.
Tricora?
I'll have to ask you to go downtown.
Am I arrested?
No, no, no. We need a written statement, that's all.
But why is he here?
He obviously didn't do anything.
Well, look, if Jukes made a mistake, I'm sorry. But when somebody points a
finger in a murder case, it has to be checked out.
Now, Caterina, do you want to go with him, or is it up to you?
You are wasting your time, Dio.
Story of my life.
Yeah.
Let's go.
If
the
killer doesn't live in the building, why does he come back a day later and drag
the body outside?
Anybody else live here? Looks like Traverse.
Not really. Maybe Fuchs has got it right. Maybe it is Trip Ford. Maybe,
maybe, but I kind of hate to think so.
I mean, for Katrina's sake.
I'm sorry, but... We'll beat around the bush, Mrs. Janoski. We're not going to
get anywhere.
My niece was a good person.
She grew up in the country, in Illinois.
Yes, we're not trying to judge her, Mrs. Janoski. We just want to find a killer.
Now, people say she was a prostitute.
Now, if she lived with you for a while, you must have known.
She was finished.
Doing that. How would you know that?
She came to see me.
Trying to borrow money. It was a couple of days ago.
She was behind in her rent and about to be evicted.
I did what I could.
But it wasn't much.
Do you know anybody else she might have gone to for help? Well, maybe that
creature she called her boyfriend, Cooper.
Andy Cooper.
Andy Cooper.
You know him?
Andy the Pantera? Sure.
Pretty girl who, uh...
Left Illinois to make it in the big city?
He came here to a modeling school.
Exactly.
Sure. Then she met Andy Cooper, a slick worm in a shiny Eldorado who showed her
all the bright lights, right?
She said she was in love with him.
That he was going to help her. He did get her into some movies.
Did she ever invite you to see them?
No. It's an old story, Mrs. Joukowsky. I'm sorry it happened to your niece,
really.
Can we keep these pictures?
Yes, if they'll help you.
We'll return them. Thank you very much.
Andy Cooper, maybe Alice Kenean was on her way to see him the night she died.
Get a picture out of the 52 files and check her off 42nd Street.
See if anybody saw them together.
What do you got?
Everything that three for us tells us checks out so far. We haven't been able
find anybody who even saw him with the victim. As a matter of fact, nobody's
ever seen him out with any lady.
Okay, so release him. Give Carter a hand locating Cooper. Yes, sir.
Totally. You are all right, huh?
Yes.
But it was bad.
They asked me all kinds of things.
Who I go out with, why I come to this country.
Your friend, Mr. Kojak, too.
But, Nico, now he knows you did not kill that woman.
That's why you're here.
So don't worry anymore.
Why should you?
You really are my friend.
Aren't you?
After three years, you can still wonder who never forgets your birthday.
And I remember you too this year. June 1st. Right?
Oh, right.
You make me feel part of something.
Being here is not like working.
It is like we are family.
And I am the older sister, I suppose.
Hey.
I never think of you as my sister.
And I never think of you as being older. But I am.
A little bit, I'm sure.
Come on, come on. We have half a day's work to make up for.
Found this pantyhose, Lieutenant, in a trash can between the rooming house and
9th Avenue, but so far, no clue.
Okay.
Let's get him to the lab, see if they can match him with the victim.
Have you stuffed in this bag?
Yeah, why?
Look at this price here, $2 .49.
It's an old skinny bag.
For bottles of booze?
Figures. I checked the liquor store near 39th and the west side. See if anybody
recognizes their writing and remembers what they made the sale to, okay? Right.
And make sure we keep a couple of men on the street looking for that missing
shoe. What about Crocker and Stavros? They're out trying to get a lead on Andy
Cooper. Good catch.
About what time was that, Eric?
It was late Tuesday. It was push of midnight.
First thing I heard was this hysterical yelling in the arcade, and then I saw
Cooper and his Alice character screaming her head off at him.
What was the fight about?
He wouldn't lend her some money, so she was threatened to turn him into the
cops. Next thing I know, they're punching each other over there.
She took off, and he went after her a few minutes later.
Any idea what the fight was about, Eric? Not a clue.
But why don't you just ask Cooper?
He's usually at the cafeteria around the corner, about 10 at night.
Happy birthday.
Oh, that's very nice of you. Thank you, baby. Thank you. You too, Stavros.
I heard the
police gave you a hard time because of that dead woman.
Why not?
To them I look like a bad person. Don't take it personally, Nico. That's the way
they do things.
Everybody gets the same treatment.
Sure. Only I'm working hard to be a citizen. I never thought anybody worried
much about being deported.
What would happen to my poor mother if I cannot work in America and send her
money? You've got a legal right to be here. They don't kick you out for
I heard a lot of talk about how you came to rescue him from the police, like a
bear fighting for a cub.
Sure. He could bake her like Nico.
If he goes to jail, he'd ruin my business.
So, is that all I'm around for?
To be able to bake her?
Katerina?
Katerina?
Hey, look.
I'm sorry.
The police thing, it makes me nervous.
Theo Kojak is a fair man. He is not going to let the police make trouble for
you. At the station, when I told them I don't go out with any women, they tried
to make me feel bad.
Why do you say you don't go out with women?
You do, don't you? I don't want to hurt you. I don't understand.
What would hurt me?
Three years ago, when I first came to work.
One day I'm in front there, laughing with a girl.
A Greek girl.
I remember the girl.
Very beautiful.
You were mad at me.
Like a bee, you came chasing me all afternoon.
Don't talk to the customers. Stay in the kitchen.
Nico, that was a long time ago. Here.
Well, I thought about that.
I said, I don't want this nice lady to fire me.
Her husband is dead.
She needs a man around. She doesn't want to share me with anyone.
What?
You thought these things about me?
I don't believe you. Thinking I would ever care what you did.
Stop making fun of me, Katerina. If there was somebody to fall in love with,
would do it. Whatever you might think.
There are no women here, Katerina.
Not strong women.
And not very many strong men. Ah, here it comes.
Your husband could do anything. Anything.
From nothing he bought this building.
Gave his parents a farm.
Put his sister through the university.
And made me the happiest woman in the world.
For a little while.
Katarina.
Katarina.
Katarina, this can be a hard country.
Thank you for making it better for me.
I mean that.
Coming.
You know.
You were right.
I hated the way that silly girl made you laugh.
Frank, I'll put your warrant out on Andy Cooper.
So soon?
Well, Crocker and Stavros found a witness who saw him, exchanged threats
punches with the victim, and the night she left, he followed.
Sounds promising enough.
Have you read this lab report yet on that pair of pantyhose?
No, it must have just come in.
Well, the fluids found in the alcove tested out blood group A, same group as
victims. Similar traces were found on the stockings. So at least those three
things tie together.
If we could just find out that the paper bag had been in Cooper's possession,
we'd be getting somewhere.
Well, I got Saperstein trying to trace it now.
Captain McNeil.
Yeah, Crockett.
For you.
Yeah, Crocker. Andy Cooper just went in the cafeteria across the street from the
arcade. I'll be right over.
Right.
Now, you don't figure an old gorilla like me would know how to do the bump,
right? If you guys don't mind, I donated the automat for this reason. We have
some bad news for you, Andy. It's murder, Andy.
Murder.
Yeah, Alice Ganeen?
She's dead, Andy. Little Alice from Evanston. That's awful. Awful.
Strangled to death in a rooming house on 36th Street.
Oh, I'm shocked.
Knock it off, Andy. Knock it off? What is this, an audition?
In a way.
Your performance?
Strictly ham on rye.
Come on, I haven't seen that no -talent broad in months. You don't say.
Tell me, how'd you get that big scratch in your five o 'clock shadow?
I'll tell you nothing.
Now, what is this act?
Well, we know about the fight you had with Alice in the arcade.
So how's that for one big, fat, white -legged as you're ready?
A Koopa?
Come on, we're going downtown.
You guys can't be serious. Come on.
Move. Move it, Andy.
So tell us, Andy, what did you do after the fight in the arcade?
I went home and I went to bed.
You, Andy?
Come on, you keep lying to us, I'm going to give you a bop with a lollipop.
Now, you began to worry about her threats and you went looking for her.
would you lie to us?
Because I don't want other chicks thinking that I beat up on my people.
off the stories, Cooper. You found her on... A 36D dragged her into a roomie
house. With what?
Hypnotism? Maybe to kiss her makeup or promise her some money. And then you
choke to the death under the stairs.
If I was going to do something that stupid, would I do it after a fight on
street? You're no Einstein, Cooper. That's a lousy defense.
Our witness says you were violent and angry and you hit her very hard. I was
fired because she stopped working and she owed me money and she was making a
scene. But there was nothing to kill her for.
Hit her car, Cooper.
Book him.
Assault with intent to do bodily harm.
That should hold him for now.
And, uh, read him his rights and like that.
You have a right to remain silent.
Lieutenant, I traced that particular type bag to a liquor store here on 38th
Street. Well, do they know Cooper there?
Yeah, they say he comes in here all the time.
Perfect. Now use that $2 .49 on a bag so you can find the clerk who made that
sale of him. You come up with it, Saperstein. We've got this case locked.
You got it.
Explain something.
Why does Cooper come back to the rooming house 24 hours a day? after the murder,
just to drag the body out to the street. Why should he care where the body's
found? Hey, Frank, we built a case against Cooper.
Maybe he'll explain everything.
One thing at a time, okay?
Here, Kojak.
Saperstein again.
Now what?
A new twist, Lieutenant.
Cooper isn't the only one who uses this liquor store.
Our old friend Trafort, he buys his stuff in here, too. Anybody remember
to him the night of the murder? No, but here's a cat.
Cooper never buys wine, and for $2 .49 in that type of bag, wine is all you
Yeah, for $2 .49, Sapostini, you get Ritzina? You sure do, Lieutenant.
All right, come on in.
The bag was sold to, uh, Preparis? Maybe, with a bottle of Ritzina in it.
I got your name, Kojak. I want a chemical analysis of everything you
Alice Ganeen's stomach, and I need it tomorrow.
Hey, that's too bad. I can't wait that long, okay?
You know, I was kind of hoping, Frank, for a particular woman's sake, that
Taforis was off the suspect list.
What'd he claim in his statement?
He was three years in this country and not one girlfriend?
Maybe he sneaked around late at night after work with ladies like our victim.
I'll talk to Katerina in the morning.
If he was seeing prostitutes, she might know it.
The widow's gonna just love you for that discussion.
Yeah.
Tell me about it.
You're a beautiful person.
You look tired.
Well, I didn't sleep well last night.
Don't eat so much before you go to bed.
And try some chamomile.
Ah, bravo.
So? Why did you want to see me?
Well, Katerina, I need your help with a little problem.
Why couldn't you come to the bakery?
Because I didn't want to talk in front of what's -his -name, Treforas.
You're still suspecting.
Look, we've got some questions about some of the things that he said. And it
would help if they could be cleared up, that's all. What questions?
Well, he's trying to give the impression that he's some kind of an angel.
So? So, what's he trying to hide, Katerina?
Why do you even ask such things?
Look, it's one thing to be afraid of making waves in a new country, I
that. He's a good man.
Better than even I suspected.
It is such a sin for someone to be careful who they go out with, not to be
cheap. Careful who he goes out with?
Meaning he does have some sex life.
If he doesn't want to talk about it, that's his right.
Well, what's there to be ashamed of?
Unless he's got some hang -up about confessing to seeing prostitutes, got to
huh?
Prostitutes? You mean like the lady that was strangled?
Oh, you are a sneak, Theo Kojak.
You are tricking me.
He is still a suspect in your mind, and now you are making trouble for him and
for me.
We have known each other a long time, Theo, but we are no longer friends, and
you are no longer welcome in my shop.
What have we here?
Well, would you look at that?
I found it next to a knocked over garbage can on 37th Street, around the
from the rooming house.
All right, get it to forensic.
Then get a blood type from it and then compare it to the blood type on both
Cooper and Taforis.
Check with Immigration or the Public Health Service if you have to. Yes, sir.
But you shouldn't have lied to the police.
So? A few times a year, two years ago, I went out with one, two women. I told
you, American women.
What can I say? Where can I go?
You can go to your room.
Anything you want, I suppose.
You can go to your room?
With my landlady checking?
So you can go to her room.
You are as bad now as the police.
So you can go to her room. So maybe you go out with prostitutes.
So maybe you kill someone. Nico, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
You are the one person I thought I could trust.
The one person I want to trust.
You're hurting me.
You're hurting me.
And so is that.
To be around you. To see how proud you are. To see how you wound someone
yourself.
No.
No. I do not want to talk about this anymore.
I love with my husband.
It was sacred.
I will make this sacred.
And according to Prince, the handkerchief used by an individual had
B. Andy Cooper had type O. What about Treforis? Type B.
So are a million New Yorkers.
Look at this. Contents of victim's stomach.
Includes substantial traces of wine and rosin.
In other words, retina wine.
An empty bottle which Traforis was throwing away when apprehended.
Now, why does Fuchs see him come out one way and then come back in the other
direction? All right.
This is the stoop of the rooming house on 36th Street.
Traforis drags the body down the stairs and dumps it right here.
He goes over towards 9th Avenue, but on the way, he drops the paper bag with the
stockings right there in the garbage can.
And the shoe and the handkerchief found in the other garbage can around the
corner here on 35th Street.
All right.
Now, you see what's happening? Yep.
He's walking around the block. It fits the story Fuchs gave us perfectly.
All right.
Traforis comes back from this direction and goes inside.
He decides to get rid of the wine bottle. He puts it in the paper bag and
out again.
And Fuchs is outside with a catcher's mitt.
Yeah, well, it sounds fine.
Except everything in our bag is circumstantial.
Squeeze him, Theo.
Now, we got enough on him to pick him up.
You put the fear of God into him, and Greek, if it helps.
I mean, if you can't crack him, I don't know who can. That's true.
Okay, I'll get Stavros and pick him up.
Wait a minute, I'll go with you.
Sure. When the fuel loses fuel... Nico, we need some more
baklava.
Nico, I told you.
What's wrong?
The police.
Nico!
They keep coming back.
What do you want?
DeForest? Yes?
I said, what do you want? Bettina, I'm very sorry, but we have a warrant for
arrest. Why do you want to do this, Theo?
You were never an even man.
Well, I'm doing it because of the evidence, not because I want to. I read
his rights, DeForest.
You have a right to remain silent.
So help me think. You will have to kill me to get at this boy.
Will you take it easy, Katerina? I cannot let you arrest an innocent man.
He's not necessarily so innocent.
Which means he is not necessarily guilty either.
Katerina, come here.
All I'm going to do is give him a chance to confess.
If he doesn't do that, he'll go up in front of a jury.
To see what they think about his guilt. The fury.
Who are they?
Are they Greek?
Maybe they are old men.
Jealous of his youth.
Or they are women like myself.
Somehow afraid of him.
Katerina, I don't know who they are.
Don't really know where he was the night this woman was killed.
We have our theories.
Theories?
That's all?
Well, I know.
Sometimes love happens all at once.
Sometimes very slowly.
We talked that night.
All night.
Katerina, you've got to think of what you're saying.
You'll have to come with us, make a statement, swear to it in the name of
You think I'm lying?
Do you think I say this sort of thing easily?
We were lovers that night.
It is not easy to face the truth about yourself.
To say you were afraid.
To say... I want to love you.
But it has happened.
Let's see, there's some black and white signs sealed and sworn to.
And you know, Katerina... I have nothing to say to you.
Consequently, Tuforis and I remained at my apartment at the bakery until 8 .30
the morning of the 12th. Signed, Katerina Petropoulos.
I think they're really in love. And all she's doing is lying like mad to make
sure she doesn't lose them.
Well, this has got to be a very heavy trip for that lady.
I mean, a widow for six years, suddenly she's in bed with a murderer? Oh, she
doesn't know he did it.
Oh.
I mean, she couldn't handle all that.
Hey, Frank, we're going to solve this. We're too close not to.
And when we do, well, I'm afraid that lady's going to find herself right in
middle of a very unfortunate, very classical Greek tragedy.
Hey, tell me something.
Are there any classical Greek detectives?
Oh, well, when Helen Troy got kidnapped, remember?
They sent the army, they sent the navy, they sent Achilles with that heel.
They did not send the private eye, I'm sorry.
Yeah, I guess you just want to consult an oracle in those days.
Oracles and priests.
That's not a bad idea, Frank.
I think I'll go consult one myself in the morning.
What, an oracle?
No, a priest.
Gotcha.
But then, would you tell Father to meet you? I'd like to speak to him for a
moment, when he gets a chance.
Some wild honey from a friend in Athens. I have been saving it for months.
That's good.
Come, sit.
Sit down.
Hey. What?
Katerina, this is a special day. Let's do something special together.
Like what? The zoo. I have never been there. And launching some big hotel. And
the movies.
But what about the shop? The shop. Let's close it for today.
Just for a few hours, eh?
Well... Okay, sure.
Look, you give me a little time to get ready.
You go home and change your clothes, and I'll be there in 30 minutes, eh?
Nico. What?
Later on, I would like to go past the church.
Of course.
We should talk to the priest.
We should confess for last night.
If you want.
Father, do we just... Tell you, my dear friend, how are you? Good, thank you,
good, but maybe not so good.
Yes, I can see you have a serious look in your eyes.
I need to speak to you about the death of Alice Ganeen.
Unfortunate soul.
Not one of my flock.
Well, we think we know who may have committed the murder, Father, and... But
now... The widow, Katerina Petropoulos?
We both know this respectable lady for a long time, right?
Well, I know there are ethics involved here, Father, but is there any way that
you can help me?
What do you mean?
I only want an impression, an indication of the truth. The truth is not such a
terrible thing to search for now, is it, Father?
Well, this is very serious. She thinks she's protecting an innocent man, and
she been a confession since the murder? Can she tell me that at least?
Every Wednesday night.
I can tell you that.
This is no secret.
So after the confession that night, how long did she remain in the church?
Not more than three minutes.
Three minutes?
I mean, that's no penance at all now, is it, Father?
I mean, only a saint would be in the confessional so short a time, don't you
agree? That's right, dear.
Only a saint.
All right.
Thank you, Father.
Look, uh...
I'm sorry I had to speak to you this way. You know what I mean.
You came very close to being unforgiven.
But I'm sorry, too, that you must concern yourself with these unfortunate
affairs.
Yes. Can you come here, please?
What? Is any of this done here?
Some of it, I guess. Why?
Because the fire marshal was just here.
He says it's a fire hazard. It has to be moved by today.
What are you going to do with it?
We have to find some way to get it back in the old storeroom.
Otherwise, it has to be thrown out.
I'll do it.
I'll be glad to do all the moving work for you. My son is coming at three o
'clock to do it.
Just throw out what you don't need.
He's not there.
Where is he?
I don't know.
He didn't come home last night.
Well, I was supposed to meet him here.
Maybe he's down in the basement.
There's somebody down there fiddling with the old furnace.
I can hear the noise on the radiator pipes.
What is this room down here?
Who do you bring here, Nico?
723 to Central.
APCAR 747, meet this unit at Traforza's apartment.
I was lonely.
I needed company, women.
I am a man, Katerina.
Oh, Lieutenant.
Try the basement.
And this woman.
This Alice.
She was one of these women.
Yes.
That night, she was waiting for me, very upset.
Someone had beaten her up pretty bad.
We came down here.
She had some wine.
She asked for money from me, a lot of money.
She threatened to make trouble if I refused to help her.
Then what, Nico?
She said she was going to wake up everyone.
I chased her up the stairs into the hall. I offered to give her $50 and she
in my face.
She started to scream.
So I shaked her a little bit, not to hurt her, just to scare her.
I was afraid.
I was hungry.
She was screaming and screaming.
And I put my hands on her throat.
I never meant for it to happen.
Morning.
It was such a happy time.
And now.
I didn't trick you about that.
I do love you, Katerina.
I was going to ask you to marry me today.
I really was.
Don't worry, Nico. I'm coming down to help you.
What will happen to him?
Oh, I don't know.
Things could go in his favor.
You just never know.
But he shouldn't be such an old man by the time he gets out.
And me.
How old will I be?
We are strangers on our own.
Tonight, the ladies are back, and this time it's pen down and let's have a
But things don't go as smoothly as planned.
Maureen Lipman and Anne Reid are back. Ladies of Letters is at eight. Back to
this morning, and the house has a new resident with nothing but love in their
eyes. Rising Damp is later, but after the break, new uniforms are coming to
depot in on the buses.
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