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I phoned him. It's the same old story. He's in a meeting.

He's a busy man.

I bet he don't even know I called him.

Sam's right. I got to get to him.

He'll get to you sooner or later. You'll see.

No, Sam's right. I got to get to him.

Joe, I'm afraid something might happen. I'll wait till dark.

I'll go over the roof.

He'll come in in the morning. We'll talk. Everything will be all right.

Don't worry.

Thank you for a wonderful night, Mr. McGinnis. Thank you.

Put that in your safe.

I'd hate to see a customer hit five minutes after we made a deal. Good

Mr. McGinnis. Good night.

My chaperone will now take over.

Who the hell are you?

Joseph Arrow.

Remember? How did you get up here? Not up.

Down.

I came down.

From the top of a roof of another building to your building.

Don't you remember?

Last year at your house in Southampton.

You wanted a steel dock built. I did it for you. And you said if I ever needed a

favor, you...

Well, I tried to reach you.

I called you and I wrote you.

Okay, okay.

Just take it easy.

I know it was crazy to come here.

Really insane.

You get the picture?

They said I couldn't handle the high steel anymore because I got too much of

temper. I mean, that was really ridiculous, Mr. Beck.

Okay, take it easy.

I really need your help.

Where's McGinnis?

He put you up to this.

I just came for my job back.

Okay. What have you got for me on this bright Saturday morning?

Albert T. Beck, male, Caucasian, age 59. Divorced five years. President of Beck

Construction and Realty.

According to security, arrived here at approximately 11 .15 last night. Company

of another male, Caucasian, about 40. Red hair, well -dressed.

Name's McGinnis.

Beck was drunk. McGinnis took Beck up to his office, waited till he went in,

then he left. His secretary found the body this morning.

Happy birthday.

This is what I found underneath the chair near the door.

Mr. Beck was a sloppy housekeeper.

Lieutenant? Yeah.

Mr. Romero, his secretary, feels better now.

Mr. Romero, I know this is tough, you know, but the longer we delay it, the

easier it is on the killer.

It was the finest.

Most generous, kindest man I've ever worked for. Yes, how long did you work

him? Five years.

Oh. You know, according to the security night report record, Mr. Becton come

into the building until after the office was closed.

But the Mr.

McGinnis... Uh, I don't know who he is.

What's your salary, Miss Romero?

$18 ,000.

Plus bonuses? Yes.

Why? Well, then I would assume you know more about Mr. Becton than where he

keeps his notebook.

He was putting a lot of money into diamonds.

McGinnis was his broker.

He was using a lot of tax money that the IRS didn't know about.

I suppose it doesn't matter very much who knows now.

Thank you.

Nice lady. See if she'll submit to a body check.

And if she says yes, get a lady cop.

The security guard is off today, so we're looking for him.

Another diamond?

No.

A pebble.

All right, ask Forensic if these two pebbles match, okay?

You think he came down from the roof?

Well, he didn't come in through that door.

This building is as tight as a drum.

What kind of a nut would do a thing like that?

Well, let's hope he's wondering about us the way we're wondering about him.

And let's hope he keeps wondering until he makes a mistake.

He started to run.

I just wanted to talk to him.

He hit me with that case.

The pain in my ear drove me crazy.

So I pushed him.

That's all it was.

The papers say he was robbed.

The stuff was there, all over the floor.

Joe, you'll go to jail.

No one knows.

No one has any idea.

Anyway, Mr. Beck and this man signed in about 11 .30.

Beck was drunk.

The man took him up to his office, then he left.

I don't know why he came here at that hour.

Are you sure he didn't go inside?

Oh, I was watching the TV monitor all night.

Except for the time he went to the men's room.

We're not kids anymore.

Except for those times.

Anyway, when they came into the lobby, I locked the front door and went to the

men's room. When I come back, Mr. McGinnis had already come back

Carry a piece?

Of what?

I think you will be in touch, Mr. Riley.

Oh, tired, confused old cat.

Not too swift upstairs.

And these multi -million dollar tenants pay him a minimum wage for protection.

Are you ready?

The M .E. says that Beck died from a blow on the back of the head. Could have

been a karate chop.

Could have happened when he fell.

And forensics says the pebbles match.

That's a hell of a set of clues for a second -story ghost.

Or a 20 -story killer.

All right, Crocker, you check the timings on that elevator going into his

office.

Lieutenant Kojak, Manhattan South.

Kojak, give me Crocker.

Crocker, get your feet off the desk.

Lieutenant, forensics called on the attache case. They found a set of Beck's

prints and two other sets.

Okay, what about the timing?

Beck signed in in the lobby of the desk at 11 .30. His friend signed out in the

lobby five minutes later.

Where does that leave us?

Well, I went through it four times, from the street to the lobby to the

elevator.

up to Beck's floor, through the corridor to Beck's front door, and back down

again. Now, the elevator is under repair, so they have it going slowly.

Take 20 seconds to walk from the lobby to the elevator.

One minute up to Beck's floor, 25 seconds to his door, 25 seconds back to

elevator. You double that for going back down and sign out.

That's only three and a half minutes.

He could have done it and still made it down in five, right?

I don't think so, Lieutenant.

No? Why not?

Because he had to leave Beck at the elevator or else he goes back down

Well, that adds at least a minute if he went in and did the job.

I'd find out about personal feuds, competitors he didn't like, women and

that, disgruntled employees.

And anyone with a background in climbing tall buildings.

Well, what about McGinnis? We still want to talk to him.

No one in Beck's organization ever heard of him. Stavros is working on it. Yeah.

You okay?

I need a drink.

What's the matter? You never see an Indian who drinks?

Well, not this Indian, not at this hour.

It's a hot day.

That bruise is inflamed.

Joe, please, let's go someplace.

Where? Well, any place that's safe.

If I'm in the clear, we can stay here. If not, there's no place to go.

You're worried, aren't you?

No. I just have to work now more than ever.

I didn't want to kill that guy, but I can't bring him back.

So the stones are mine.

Year... Maybe less. We'll leave the country, go to Europe, sell the stones

live.

Until then, I can borrow from Skyler. Who's that?

Shylock that hangs around the candy store.

Depressants.

I'll dump a stone or two.

John, listen to how you sound.

Shylock, fences.

What happened to that piece of land on the St. Lawrence River?

What happened to that tree?

So I found a new one.

Hey, Joseph!

How are you?

Stella, Mama came over to congratulate me and Patrick.

How are you, Mama?

Is he giving you any trouble?

No.

I love him.

At least you're lucky in something.

I wanted to have everything, Joe.

Yeah, I know that.

But what good is it? It's bad enough you work in his old man's saloon.

Why do you say things like that? I know you don't mean it.

I need a drink.

Joe! Seller!

One of these.

Beer.

Joe!

Stay old.

Stay good.

I went to the union today.

The learner, he's off.

He said he'd come over and talk.

Big Chief Arrow.

We're gonna get some six -packs and go over to Charlie's house.

No, thanks.

What's the matter?

We still not good enough for you?

Hey, all I said was no, thanks.

So what are you doing that's better?

Take your hands off of me.

Joe, is that a few too many?

Is this what you want me to do, Sam?

Stand around all day and drink beer?

That I'm too old to do anything except talk about going back to the

Like the rest of these Uncle Tom -Toms?

Listen to the big shot.

Get off it.

Your sister's marrying a saloon keeper's kid.

And your mother makes dogs.

You're crazy,

Sam. I want more.

I want more out of life than a can of beer at the end of the day.

Stella, some of that timber's going to get him killed.

How many winners do you see?

Too many to count.

That's right.

You know, even if you know where Beck's office is, it's hard to find.

Well, it was filled with diamonds.

Yeah, but only three people knew that.

Beck, his secretary, and McGinnis.

McGinnis doesn't time out, right?

The secretary didn't get into the building till after his death, according

the coroner, and didn't leave the building, according to the security

Well, Beck told somebody.

Hey, look, the guy who's looking to beat the IRS doesn't talk too much.

Leo, that apartment wasn't touched.

A drawer wasn't dumped.

A closet wasn't opened.

The killer went right to the stones. He had to know.

Unless he didn't go in there to steal.

He didn't go there to steal.

Suppose he just went in there because that's the only way he can go to see

So we have a man who knows Beck but didn't know he had diamonds on him. Who

the ability to go up and down walls like a fly.

And when he couldn't get to see Beck through ordinary channels, he climbs

20 -story roof?

Come on, Theo.

Frank, let's put it this way.

Whoever he is, he doesn't know we have that much.

Hey, Ben!

That's a new way to drink it, huh?

I fell.

It's cold. You mind?

No, no, no. Pour it on your head.

Okay. So, it's my job to keep everybody happy.

So you don't get along with the Indians, you don't get along with the Italians,

or the Irish.

I can understand.

Tell you the truth, if the Blessed Apostles had a high steel team,

You pick a fight with Matthew, Luke, and John.

I need my card back, Ben.

Okay, okay.

Just promise that you'll be a good boy.

And you're on.

I'll watch myself.

Good boy, good boy. Say you'll be a good boy.

He's got to say that he'll be a good boy, Ben.

Say it, say it in front of witnesses.

I came for my job.

Not to sign another treaty.

Go on, get out of here.

No wonder they don't let him drink fire water.

Tell them to go sell your feathers.

That's it.

Some letters from a former employee. High steel work, and they sound

interesting. Dear Mr. Beck, I hope you remember me. I'm a high steel worker. I

did some work at your summer home two years ago, and you said, da -da -da -da,

need a favor.

Dear Mr. Beck, this is my third letter. I must have called a hundred times. I

was fired for no good reason.

If we meet, I'm sure you'll help me.

Dear Mr. Beck, there's no reason for me to be out of work. I'm really desperate

to see you sign Joseph Barrow. I see if there's a yellow sheet on one Joseph

Barrow, huh? There is now.

I just wrote out a desk complaint. He beat up his union's business agent and

broke up a park exhibit.

It's eating you up alive, isn't it?

Joseph Arrow.

Now hold it. Police.

Joe, please.

I'm Lieutenant Kojanka. This is Detective Crocker.

I thought you were goons Ben sent over. I said we were police.

Well, people say a lot of things.

What do you want?

Your wife?

Almost. Oh.

What about that fight in the park this afternoon?

I understand you went there to get your job back.

I tried.

I guess I did a lousy job.

Listen, I didn't want to fight that guy, believe me. Yeah, well, what have you

been doing since you lost your job?

I've been spending a lot of time trying to get it back.

What were you doing last Tuesday night?

The fight was today.

Look, Mrs.

Almost, Joseph Arrow, I don't want to hassle your boyfriend more than I have

All I want to do is ask if you...

Simple questions, get a couple of simple answers, and like that, okay?

I'll see you later.

Oh, she doesn't have to go. I mean, this is your room, not mine.

In fact, this is... this isn't my district.

Yeah, but we're allowed to come into other territories on special cases.

Tuesday night.

I was with Stella.

Oh.

What do you know about Mr. Albert Beck?

Mr. Beck was the head of the company I worked for.

Was? I read the papers.

Oh.

So I see an awful lot of them.

Come here, Arrow.

You know, I, uh... I didn't want to worry your girlfriend.

She seems like a very sensitive person.

So what's to worry about?

Hey, look.

I don't give a damn about that fight you had with your business agent.

But the killing of Albert Beck.

You know something?

We don't have a clue who did it, but I got a very strong hunch you did.

You're either a smart cop or the worst I ever met.

I'm going to finish talking to you.

You're serious.

I'm talking to a murderer.

I mean, that's a very serious matter.

You know, you used to work for Mr. Albert Beck a couple of seasons ago at

summer place.

So you want your job back?

You wrote to him?

I mean, you telephoned him? You went to his office?

You were desperate.

I mean, your phone calls were desperate.

You wanted your job back.

And there's only one way you would have got into that building.

It was a window 20 stories high, but what's the big deal?

You're a high steel worker.

So the way I figured it, you went through that window just when Mr. Albert

was there with the diamonds.

He saw you, he panicked, pushed, you shoved, you defended yourself, and like

that. And Mr.

Arrow, that was a very dumb move.

What are you, my defense attorney?

I'm just a poor, tired old cop.

But I'll tell you something, Mr. Arrow.

I'm going to nail you sooner or later, so why don't you just confess and make

job easier?

Okay, Counselor.

I did it.

I killed him.

By mistake, as you get.

And I'm scared stiff that nobody's going to understand that.

So why didn't I run?

Of course that we know.

We'll be sure.

Can I have a minute and tell Stella that you're going to arrest me? You're going

to confess?

To what?

Then forget it.

I mean, I can't prove a thing.

Look, that fight in the park this afternoon, that'll be settled in court

tomorrow. As for the murder of Mr. Albert Beck, well, I can't prove a

So if I brought you in now, I'd be laughed at at the department, you see?

What can I tell you?

Keep in touch.

Tell me to bend the law. I will not bend the law.

I'm an assistant district attorney. That's still an honorable profession.

You want me to hang a guy, Theo? I don't want to break the rules. Just follow

the book.

Just go according to the letter of the law without framing a guy. Sometimes

you're a very disreputable man.

Yeah, well, during the course of my working day, I deal with two kinds of

people. Number one, criminals.

Number two, members of the district attorney's office.

How's that for a parlay to turn an honest little Greek boy into what they

before you? Theo, I have an afternoon full of depositions waiting. The city is

collapsing all around us. Tomorrow morning, the magistrate's office.

Joseph Barrow.

Later.

Lockman, you're not a part of this complaint.

Your Honor, our office has been advised that considerable damage was done to an

art exhibit. We're looking into a criminal action.

However, the injured parties were contacted.

They will not press charges if restitution is made at once, and we will

How much does it amount to?

The certified appraisal comes to $7 ,526 .94.

This matter is held over until one week from today.

Gentlemen, please be here at that time.

I suggest each of you be prepared to pay half of the amount in question.

You might as well make it a million.

Mr. Arrow, you have enough problems.

Don't add contempt to the law.

Whose law?

The Mohawks?

The Iroquois Nation?

Feel it.

Cool it.

You're getting away lucky.

You just think about it, okay?

Hey, Stella.

Hey. Hey, Rick.

Yeah, I know, Lachlan.

And I feel bad about it.

You're just going to have to raise the money.

That's what I want you to do. Contact the Gowanus Division.

Get in touch with Captain Miller now. I want the best cops spread in the world.

I want every shot of any of you, you know.

Hello.

It's not so hot. I need a lot of money.

You just made a big haul.

I need a loan, not a news bulletin.

That's easy.

Not so easy, brother brave.

Every dollar you take tightens the noose around my neck.

So what?

$3 ,700.

$4 ,000. It's easy.

$3 ,763 .47.

Yeah, okay, okay.

Hey, really?

Down on the side of the skyscraper. That was beautiful. Believe me. A loner like

you I never liked.

But now you got my respect.

You want me to move the loan for you?

I want you to shut your mouth and get the money.

Hey, proud man, remember you're one of us now.

Any way you play it.

I got Danton over there. He wanted it out in the open so anybody he sees will

think we picked him up on something.

Hello, Al.

Is Fatso there sweating all over your threads?

Someday someone is going to find out what I do under your duress.

And you will be out of business.

Ah, we've been lucky so far, haven't we?

What was it?

Salami?

Kielbasa!

That's Polish sausage.

I just had some garlic bread. Would you like me to sit on the other side?

All right.

I know a dealer who sometimes fences.

On a large scale only.

He has red hair.

How come I don't know?

His name is Norton. He works out of Hartford.

Figure out a way to smuggle him back across the border, okay?

Theo, you put the Chinese water torture to shame.

What's the matter?

You don't like you, Bartha?

I looked for you before.

I went to see my mother.

I went to tell her that I might be going away for a while.

What did she say?

A lot.

Nothing.

Oh, Joe.

You get so angry at everything.

She sees her son eating himself up alive.

She doesn't understand how to help.

The worst of it is... I don't even think you really know the answer either.

One day I woke up on the reservation.

And I wasn't a boy anymore.

Suddenly I didn't like having things given to us.

So I went to a meeting.

And I told them, don't take the money.

Be free.

And they said I was right.

But they kept on taking it.

As if I had never said anything and nobody had ever listened.

And no one ever felt really free.

Even for a minute that night at the meeting hall.

Come on, boy.

That's it, boy. Come on. Come here.

You like the pup?

Take him home.

So there'll be three outcasts instead of two.

Hello, Stella.

It's a nice girl. You know, quiet.

The city is falling apart, and you make social calls.

Hey, the Gowanus Canal is dead.

I don't bait the hook.

That's beautiful.

I mean, really beautiful.

I mean, the logic of fishing in a canal where there's no fish.

I used to play here when I was a kid.

It didn't stink quite as bad then.

Maybe it's just that I was younger.

Well, I used to enjoy solving cases.

I used to enjoy making arrests.

Was it because I was younger?

Do I look old?

I mean, do I look disillusioned?

You look sad.

Yeah, well, maybe because I gotta hound a young man.

Maybe because I gotta arrest him.

Maybe it's because I gotta help send him to prison.

And you know that.

That bruise still hurt?

You know, you ought to see a doctor.

Could be internal bleeding.

Beck do that?

Oh, are you aware that, uh...

They found a microscopic flesh fragment on the corner of his attache case.

Why are you telling me what you got?

Doesn't that make you work harder?

You're like an old Indian.

You never stop tracking.

Oh, I don't think I like that old Indian.

The truth is I can't make an arrest without your cooperation.

But what if those diamonds might have got away with it?

I mean that bag of ice.

You got your hands on it like you grabbed high voltage wires.

And you'll never let it go until it kills you.

Will you let go?

No.

Kind of sad, in a way.

Oh, don't get me wrong.

I've gone after a lot of killers in my time, and some of them I enjoyed

But not this time.

I mean...

I mean, how can you enjoy arresting somebody who doesn't put bait on his

when he's fishing?

Ciao, baby.

Oh, don't get up.

This old Indian will be back.

What's this for? Joseph Farrow. Who's Joseph Farrow? You don't know? You want

tell me?

He's a guy looking to make a $3 ,800 loan.

What do you want me to do? You don't give him the money.

Come here.

Now I'll tell you what else not to do.

You said I could have the money.

Yeah, that was before the heat.

Well, I'll... I'll pay you. I just need time.

I gotta have time.

Hey, I don't owe you nothing. I owe the cops less.

That was before they were around asking about you.

I've got to stay out of prison, Skyler.

Good luck, Carol.

Why?

Skyler!

So where are you going?

To find a mountain.

It's always cooler on a mountain.

Did you know that, Stella?

Joe, if we just left town now, they couldn't stop us. What are we going to

with a pocket full of diamonds?

Look, we could forget the diamonds.

The diamonds are mine.

My break.

My chance.

Everything used to be ours.

You start with nothing and you end with nothing.

In between, there should be a place where it's nice to grow food.

And good to be with love.

I never wanted any more than that.

It's free!

Joe!

Joe!

Hey, it's like a wrap -in!

Joe, stop it! I don't like this deal!

Joe, stop it!

Okay, okay, all right. Okay.

Hey, look.

I'll tell you what we're going to do.

You get a racing form and write down all the names of the winners.

I'll sell a few stones, and that way we'll have a cover story for the money I

got to pay to the judge.

When you do that, they're working us all the time.

George, but they expect us to dump half a million.

I'm only going to sell a few cents.

I know ten hungry fences who will jump at the chance to keep their mouths shut.

But they've only got to give me ten cents on a dollar.

Don't listen to me.

I never asked you for anything.

Just being with you was okay, even when you got in trouble and you couldn't get

any work.

Yes. So I was working, but it was okay.

We were broke, but it was okay.

I know that.

That's all I wanted to say.

The man with the red hair, nearest us. That's Mr. McInnes.

Lieutenant, we got a positive ID.

Mr. McInnes, a .k .a. Norton, you're in trouble.

You were just identified by the security guard in Albert T. Beck's building.

I'll take defense rap.

How about a homicide rap?

How much was in the case?

Half a million.

We want a complete description of every stone.

I want a lawyer. Doesn't everybody?

We'll make a trade.

I was a wise guy kid from the neighborhood. You know, the girls going

If they ever turned around, they would have fainted dead away.

I saw you.

Why aren't you out fishing?

I am.

Can't you tell?

Now, look, we got a list of the diamonds, you know, the weights, the

styles, and like that. You want to come in?

You know, some guys can kill and they don't give it a second thought.

Some others, the minute they do something like that, they start to die

minute it happens.

You're just like an old idiot.

You hang around, hang around till you find what you need.

A bent twig, a pebble out of its hole in the hard ground.

On the other hand, I'm not so sure.

The old Indians I know couldn't track their way out of Central Park in the

middle of the afternoon.

Is it working?

It's working.

Who could have figured?

It was so cool.

Yeah, but not cool enough to kill.

Yeah.

No. No.

Joe.

Joe. Joe.

I was having a nightmare.

I dreamed Albert T. Beck was alive and I was dead.

Everywhere I look, that lieutenant and his men are asking questions.

If they had any answers, I'd be in jail.

He's smart.

He's killing you slowly.

Indians don't die.

They just make another treaty.

Joe, we could still go away.

Before it's too late.

Kojak.

Says when you take another life, you kill yourself.

Just try and get some sleep.

We talked.

Sure, Stella.

Well, you've always been good to Joe. Even sometimes when he didn't deserve

Ah, Joe's okay.

He's just got it all bottled up. Used to say he don't have reasons.

Well, I need a big favor.

How much?

Yeah.

Those are good. Say, look.

Ten thousand.

Really good?

They're watching me.

Okay. Tomorrow.

Today. What's this all about?

I don't find this hot.

Why don't we wait and see and we'll both find out, okay?

Lieutenant, he finally did it.

We got him.

Good work, Leo.

No, not good. Maybe smart.

But not good.

Far from good.

Joe?

Joe?

How about Argentina for two?

But they said it's a land down there. It's just about like it is up here.

How did you get the money?

The way you were going to do it.

You went to a fence?

To do this.

They're watching!

Joe, you said... Joe!

Stop. Stop.

I don't want to hurt you.

You'll have to.

I'll die in a cell, Kojak.

We fished a dirty canal.

We talked about better things.

I can't let you go. I'm sorry.

Well, shoot.

Shoot! Why don't you?

Maybe it's the way you look at dirty canal water.

Hey, you feel it?

That's from the St. Lawrence.

Oh, my God.

The smell.

The smell of corn.

I never

thought

we'd get him.

We did that a long time ago.