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You know what R .I .P. means, don't you, Ray?
Sir, R .I .P., run in place. Means rest in peace.
R .I .P.
You put her here, all those years kicking and screaming.
You were crazy as a child, an animal.
Give her a bad heart, you did.
Her heart didn't seem to bother her none.
Not on nights she went out on you.
She'd lock me in my room.
Tie me in my bed.
Go out while you were at work.
Later on, when I was around 12, she used to take me in on it.
Do you know what she had me do then?
Do you know what she had me do then?
I'm sorry, Pop.
I didn't mean to hurt you.
I just thought you should know.
I'm not staying in Providence.
I'm going to start over.
Goodbye.
Ray, she always hated you.
Always.
I just thought you should know that.
Yay!
That's the best joint I've had in eight years.
I've been up and down tomorrow.
What's that?
Jail. It wasn't that bad, though.
There's no sense in hiding it.
Don't!
My head isn't into making love this year. I told you that on the road.
I thought maybe things had changed.
Why? Oh, I don't know.
The joint?
Beer? Guy who finds you very sexy? What more could you want, right?
I've got a guy who hasn't been with a woman in eight years.
I hate it.
No, don't.
Don't say that. Don't do that.
We'll be in New York in an hour.
I'll go pick us up a little thick pack.
No more trouble, okay?
off and I can't even stand still in one spot.
Could you move over here, Lieutenant?
Over here?
Uh, what do I do here?
What's that for?
It's for your blood pressure.
Amy, this is the Lieutenant's 23rd annual checkup. I'm sure he knows
what he's doing.
Did you hear, Theo?
Lieutenant Gillette died.
Only 39.
Didn't you hear, Dr. Ellis?
Lieutenant Krakow, he had triplets.
He was only 56.
You look sallow, Theo.
Slow down.
Take your days off. Avoid excessive overtime.
You hear that?
I mean, the force is being cut down, crime has gone up, and I'm supposed to
it easy. You know what's going on out there, Doctor?
I miss the battles, Theo.
I count the buddies.
A lot of men are talking early retirement, going on to something else.
How about you?
You know what? Give up show business?
No, no, no.
The force is stuck with you a couple more years.
Excuse me, but there are a few questions you failed to check.
Yeah. Are you married?
Uh...
Divorced. No.
And, of course, no children.
Uh, no children.
And, uh, in this section... And this isn't fair.
Because if I fail that high blood pressure test, nurse, that's the reason.
I don't understand.
Just exactly, what are you using my window for?
We take one frame, one picture every couple seconds.
Then when we run it later, we squeeze four hours into one minute. It's a film
for a class in school.
Requiem for an abandoned car on a New York City street.
Not just in mind.
You know what I've done?
I've... I've, uh... I've tried to hurt her.
Mostly, that's all. Just get even with my mother.
I had to tell my father the truth just once.
She'd go out.
I couldn't say anything.
She would have killed me.
And when I was older, if he phoned like he was coming home early, I'd have to
answer.
Say she was asleep.
And then I'd call her at this hotel.
She maintained a room there.
Maintained.
I shouldn't have hurt my father's feelings.
I'm sorry.
with tap water in my African violence, do you? Yeah, I chipped in a buck a
month. It makes better coffee, Bobby. That I can't believe.
Yeah, it does. Just a minute here. You can't put it here because the drawer
doesn't work. See?
I told you before.
Never mind about the drawer. Just hold that steady a second. We'll fix your
drawer later. Hold it.
I got a puff of...
What broke?
You know what somebody asked me just an hour ago and I said no?
What? Do I have any children?
Do I have any children?
An answer to the bridge. Abandon ship!
Flickr Street.
A murder. A girl found in the trunk of a car, wrists tied and eyes are taped.
There's no plates, no ID on the victim, no purse, nothing.
There's a couple of film students.
Got some sort of movie for you if you want to develop it.
You get their names and addresses. I'll talk to them later. Right.
Looks like clothesline. Common brand. Kind of like a pair of handcuffs.
Precise cause of death.
Multiple stab wounds in the back.
How'd you know that?
We call them the clothesline killer.
He murdered three women in the summer of 69.
And in October of 69, I caught the clothesline killer.
Name?
Fred Toner.
He was in a YMCA uptown 23rd Street.
When he tried to escape, I killed him.
Two shots.
Hey, Frank, remember 1969?
You were a lieutenant and I was bucking for your job, and you had Captain Fish's
job all sewn up.
Mets won the World Series.
Who could forget 69?
Three women did. They were murdered.
The clothesline killer, remember?
Fred Toner, the first man I ever shot?
Frank, this girl was killed with the identical M .O. I mean, including the
over the eyes, which we never released to the press.
When I shot Toner in 69, Frank, how could he have been the right man?
Theo. He had the same kind of rope in his room when you went after him.
Bluebird, that was it. It was definitely his knife that killed that victim.
And it was her blood type the lab found on his Navy peacoat when they checked it
out. He even took a shot at you when he tried to escape.
And the murder stopped.
So how could it be the wrong man?
Yeah.
Excuse me, but we found out one thing from the lab for sure. That the type of
clothesline he used to type the girl's wrist in the trunk was Bluebird.
Hmm.
What did you ever give me anyhow except promises?
Come on, Leela, don't bring it in my gym, huh?
Hey, Quaid, you wouldn't believe it. I've been sitting on this order five
He wouldn't take nothing but long stems.
Says they were just right for your long...
but I sure was feeling taken for granted.
Okay, okay, take ten.
I got 25 killers in here.
Monsters. But it's peaceful, no problem.
One woman, delicate nature, right?
Man, I got World War III.
Unbelievable.
Hey, when did you go out for those road...
up with you.
Yeah.
Yeah, he thinks I got a great future here, running a health club.
Judo, kickboxing, that's what I want to bring in. That's coming up fast.
Let's go, George, for a cool hour.
Hey, Rudy, that's all right, man. Hey, nothing to it but to do it, big time.
I'm pushing 30.
That just makes me mean.
on it. The God's been hot so long it's cold again. You mean we don't know where
it came from? Garage, service, nothing?
Not one single clue. Not a gas receipt, not even a service tag. Nothing but
about a thousand smudge prints. There's no ID on the victim. The morgue's taking
the prints from the body now. We'll check them out. The dental work's no
They didn't have a cavity in their mouth. Well, I'll check the cities that
fluoride in the water and see if they have a description of a runaway.
Very good, Crocker.
Star Wars.
How long do we get the records from 69, Frank?
Good question.
When the department started microfilming all the files, they misplaced some of
the closed -out cases.
Give them a day or two, they say.
Yeah, that's what they say.
The more they're looking, they'll kill again.
Lie back, Theo.
You're about to fall into a deep, dark sleep.
You've got all the facts inside your head. We've got to start trying to dig
out. On the summer of 1969, when do you want to start?
Where do I start, Frank?
Oh, sure.
The third killing, I guess.
That was the last one, wasn't it? That's where we found the knife.
Where were you exactly the night I tried to call you?
Who you was?
Irene, right?
Irene.
Yeah.
Now, for you, 69, I met the Mets going to the World Series.
But for me, it was... Irene and almost walking down the aisle.
Thank you.
I don't see where we should change it now.
Tango. I haven't tangoed since Torremolinos.
Oh, really? Which one is he?
It's a city in Spain.
It's the perfect place for a honeymoon.
Casablanca's only an hour away. Oh, really? Well, your Casablanca, honey, is
boardwalk in Atlantic City. That will change.
Sure, by going to the rag business.
Textile. Sorry.
Sorry, your lieutenant, McNeil, he called. He's going to meet you at the
the building, 9th Avenue and 56th Street.
He said number three.
Does that mean anything to you?
Do you have to go?
Have to?
Irene, I was just a warm body sitting in a chair checking baton averages when
this guy committed his first murder.
And now he's up to number three and I'm beginning to take it personally.
Well, maybe I should see my competition face to face.
Just once.
Her name's Gail Ryan.
She lives in the neighborhood.
We found the knife this time. A killer must have dropped it.
Officer Crocker found it down below.
It's expensive.
A bear.
Don't sell many of these each year.
Now, her breath smells as if she's been drinking. I want you to check the bars.
Find out if anybody knows her.
I always thought the bodies were covered.
Stupid, huh?
Sorry.
McNeil.
Captain, Lieutenant, we'll have the film that those students shot of the car
being stripped first thing in the morning.
All right, Saberstein, thanks.
Good night.
Yeah. Chief of detectives wants to see you tomorrow at 5 o 'clock.
They thought this case was closed out in 69.
I don't think they want you on it a second time, Theo.
This is it.
Hey, wait a minute.
There's something inside I want to show you. My sister Lisa.
Come on in, red man.
Come on.
Lisa.
This is Lisa, my sister.
Ray Blaine.
Buenas noches.
Buenas.
Ay, look what's that.
Que bonita.
Que bonita.
Thank you.
Ray was my cellmate.
I know, I know. You saved his life. Thank you. You been in jail a long time?
No, I only went up for a little while.
That was back in 69.
You been in jail since 1969?
Ray was famous.
He knocked out two guards.
Flatten that cook. Oh, that was pretty.
Sure dragged on.
Never again.
That's for sure. Hey, for sure.
I thought Ray could stay in the back room.
Flop down on that old bed.
Not flop down on it. I'll put some clean sheets on it.
You got a bag?
Oh, my bag. I forgot my bag.
Must have been in that bar.
No, no. It was at Devane's.
Don't worry about it. I'll pick it up for you first thing in the morning.
I'll go fix your room.
I'm glad you're staying.
So am I. Maybe you'll see an angel.
Come on in. Sit down.
Make yourself at home.
in a couple of weeks.
$30 ,000.
How? I got this little arrangement downstairs.
A plantation downstairs.
You wouldn't believe it.
How you fix the money, Ray?
I blew it on a car.
So?
I'll advance you $500.
You can pay him back later.
And tomorrow, I'll see if I can get Devane to watch you spar a couple of
Maybe with me.
Or Carlos.
No, make it quick.
This ain't Dannemora, Ray.
Well, we know you have a meeting downtown with the chief of detectives at
we figure maybe we can come up with something by then.
I was getting a list off the teletype of all the inmates that have been released
from New York and New Jersey prisons in the last two weeks looking for a logical
candidate. It's been on ice for the past eight years, and so far I've got no
leads. Got no fingerprints, no witnesses, no suspects, still no records
69 case. Yeah, but I did come up with a photo from a previous arrest in 68 of
toner. Well, Lieutenant, would you like to see that film?
The students said that I was all speeded up and I would look kind of funny to
you. There's nothing funny about a dead buddy in a truck.
Whenever you're ready, TV.
Go ahead.
They go to film school to learn this, Frank?
Yeah, it looks like an old Charlie Chaplin film.
with a corpse in the trunk of that.
You want to hit the lights?
I wish we could speed up the arrest that fast.
Make still pictures of everyone whose face shows, okay? Maybe we can track
down. Maybe they swipe something and show us whose car it was, where it came
from. Go ahead.
Theo, the night of the third killing in 1969, it was the victim's girlfriend,
the barmaid who worked in the club down the block.
She gave us a partial description of the guy she saw leave the bar with the
victim.
Sure, Sheila.
Did you show her a photo of Tona after you shot him?
I mean, to see if it was really the guy she saw? You know, I tried to look her
up and couldn't find her.
She quit her job one week after the murder.
We can look for her now, show her Tona's photo.
Frank, I even went out with her after duty one night.
I can't remember her last name.
I thought you were marrying Irene that summer. No, she didn't have Irene's
class, but for one night she was perfect. Or two, or 10, or 50.
She was beautiful. No, it wasn't that.
Shaughnessy, Sullivan.
I got something here to help jog your memory.
790 -80 -70 -60. Who's address is that?
Irene's.
Okay, bring him in at four o 'clock.
Four o 'clock.
Sir,
that's Quaid over there in the blue gown.
You should have seen him go after Verona. I thought he was going to kill
He should really watch his footwork this afternoon when he's closed.
You watch your footwork, Mr. Freiland. I will watch it.
What I did, I rented two floors in this building. I didn't think the bottom was
an apartment, but...
This isn't...
Where the hell did you come from?
From a very expensively decorated little green office in the low -rent district.
You look fantastic.
So do you. As elegant as ever. And obviously unmarried.
Obviously?
Oh, the detective game. Top the cop, I forgot.
Well, I thought I helped you on a few of those cases.
No wedding ring.
Oh. How many married men do you know still wear a wedding ring?
You would.
Besides, no married detective could buy $300 suits.
Very simple. I'm on the take.
You never.
And if you've ended up by marrying some other rich lover, I'll kill you.
I mean, why? You're the one who dumped me.
Well, you never tried very hard to change my mind.
Well, how could I? You ran away to Sardinia.
Who told you that?
Interpol. I mean, I had you followed. But don't worry, honey. Your reputation
clean. Why didn't you bust into my villa and abduct me in handcuffs?
I read.
I mean, after three months of courting you...
With my credit cards, I could get into the subway, let alone on an aero plane.
A rich woman's curse.
Only gigolos and ex -husbands take your money, not your lovers.
I kept thinking, he ought to be at least a little curious about what happened to
me. Maybe this year he'll call.
You had your life.
Do you know how often I thought of you?
A few times, I guess.
Much more than that.
You needed patience to keep from being bored.
I thought I could handle it.
We left winners.
And I don't want to change those memories.
It wasn't exactly a preposition.
Huh?
A song, 1969, was it?
I'm trying to remember something that's important.
Sit over here.
A glass of white wine for the young lady.
I've got Joan, 33, whatever.
You know, I must have punched it a hundred times.
Yeah? What's your name?
Sheila. I really appreciate your sign up there.
I think the boss put it up there to stay in good terms with the cops.
But you want to know something?
It really is true, isn't it?
You drink it?
Uh -huh. Sheila, uh... Not really. I'm looking for a witness, and, uh...
Hopefully, you can help me.
I guess you heard there was a young lady murdered down the street.
Yeah, you know, I'm quitting this job. I mean, you know, you never know who can
get it.
Who was she?
My name's Gail Ryan. You ever hear of her?
Gail?
Oh, my God.
I'm sorry.
Gail.
In 1969, when you came with me to the bar where I found that witness,
She saw a man proposition her girlfriend, and they left the bar.
Sheila, the one who swooned over men in blue?
Well, when I took her statement, do you remember her last name?
I remember thinking that she came from your side of the tracks, that she was
sexily, and why in the hell didn't you marry her? Sheila?
Come on, she was a with him. Nothing personal.
Liar.
Look, I feel in an awkward position suddenly, and since I don't have to feel
uncomfortable, I won't.
Rose!
I'm sorry I can't help you.
Goodbye, Theo.
You sure you're in shape? Yeah, I'm in shape.
Okay, okay. How long has it been since you last fought, huh? Who cares?
If I can't do this, what can I do, huh?
Break into houses?
Work in a prison laundry?
Okay? Go to it.
Come on, put him away, babe.
He looks him up, man.
It's all right. It's all right. Hey, you don't have to do it all at once, man.
Just box him a little bit, all right? You don't have to knock anybody out.
box. Come on.
Now keep that jab out there.
This man here doesn't want to win.
He wants to kill.
Congratulations. Oh?
Sit down.
You were ninth when you took your exams a couple of years ago for captain.
Now you're first in line for the next opening.
You know Captain Fisher up in the Bronx? Well, he's retiring next month, and we
think we'll move you into his command.
We'll get you up there right away, and you can get broken in.
Well, I don't want to be taking off the case I'm on right now, sir.
Well, Lieutenant, we'd rather that the press didn't find out that the officer
who made an honest mistake in 69 is in any position to make another error.
Now, Lieutenant Farber, who was the spot ahead of you, is, uh... Well, he's
agreed to... Wait.
I don't want the job, sir. Look, we bounce you upstairs now, we all come out
ahead. You know, sooner or later, I was bound to take that captain's exam.
And sooner or later, I was bound to turn it down because I like what I'm doing,
sir. I don't want to be stuck behind a desk.
And I'm not the kind of a guy who's dreaming up his next political move.
Well, then, Lieutenant, report to headquarters tomorrow.
Work and administration.
Lieutenant Williamson will be taking over for you at Manhattan South.
Then I will go on vacation tomorrow, sir.
And what I do with my time is my own business. Be very careful what you do,
Lieutenant.
What's that?
What happened, Rudy?
Bachman.
That was going to change his life?
It's not going to be that easy for him.
So you're from New England.
You bet on the Patriots?
I still think you're crazy.
By the way, I've got a friend who'll take your money if you've got any and
invest it for you and you could be... Hey, wait a minute.
You know, being tied up in a... It's not my scene, mister.
I need a pen. Anybody have a pen?
Jack, Lieutenant Williamson.
How are you?
I see.
What's the rush?
See you. They found another victim two hours ago.
Wrist tied, stabbed.
Same M .O.
I know how you feel, Lieutenant.
But don't worry.
Can't find what you're looking for?
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