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I mean, you're a very special music critic to me, but I was hoping you

need more than four.

Oh, no, that's okay. I only need one.

One? Are you kidding?

You are going to bring a date, aren't you? I mean, I can tell from your voice

lady like you has got to have a significant other.

Well, no.

No, I don't. Not actually at the moment.

Well, then, this must be my lucky day.

Listen, if this won't offend your critical integrity, why don't I just

the seat next to mine and pick you up for dinner at the magazine office?

Oh, Jerry, no. No, thanks.

I mean, I appreciate the compliment. I do. I just... I think you might be

getting into something here that you're not going to want to cope with.

What do you mean? You sound like a terrific person.

What could be so terrible?

I'm going out for lunch.

Sorry.

I didn't like it. I didn't like it. I didn't like it. I didn't like it. I

like it.

I didn't like it. I didn't like it.

Don't let him get away.

Bye.

Hello, Logan.

Hi, Robert.

What brings you here?

Well, the word in the street is that you aren't.

Well, I've been busy.

I've been reading.

For many a time, I have been half in love.

Logan called him soft names in many a mused rhyme.

To take into the air my quiet friend.

It was a stray shot, Logan. They don't even know if it came from your gun. He

was 15, wasn't he?

It was an impossible situation to start with, trying to get a family like that

out of the Bekaa.

You couldn't have designed your end of the operation any better. I could have

designed it, not at all.

I'm tired, Robert.

I know you're tired.

Let's check it out early.

No, I won't permit that.

What are you, God, Robert?

The power of life and death?

Take a look around you.

This is my life.

Sixteen years in the field.

And what do I have to come home to?

An obituary notice for a 15 -year -old boy that I was supposed to save, not

kill.

Oh, for God's sake, Logan.

There must be something I can say or do to reach you.

You've reached me, Robert.

You've reached me.

Just, uh, nobody's home.

I'll be back.

It was the same man, I'm sure.

Who attacked you?

Yes. Eight years ago?

Yes. Did he touch you in the elevator? Did he say anything to you? No, I was

in the back of the elevator, but I heard his voice.

Yeah, I'm sure you think you did.

The problem is...

All the people in the elevator scattered when you started yelling, right?

This is a large building. Hundreds of people pass through here every day.

Now, our man had to be just another visitor because you've never heard him

before.

And I certainly can't give you a recent description of him or even look at

mugshots.

But, well, listen, whoever it was, I don't think you're in any danger.

I mean, after that scene of yours on the elevator about the last thing our man

wants to do is to get within earshot of you again.

That's assuming it's the same man, which I think you have to admit is... It was

the same man.

I'm sure of it.

Yeah, you heard, huh?

Well, what do they say?

Well, they think I'm crazy.

Do you want me to come over?

Maybe you should come over.

Susan,

could you hold on for a minute?

Are you all right?

Susan, hold on.

No, no, stay on the line, please.

We checked everything out.

There's no evidence of forced entry.

But he was here.

The doorman let no one in who doesn't belong here. All the other entrances are

on alarm. Even the residents don't have a key.

But the things on my desk were out of place. Somebody searched it.

And I heard the door.

Yeah, well... Look, I'm sorry.

I really am. I'm very sorry. But there's nothing we can do.

Then... He's gonna kill me.

Hello, Isabel.

Who's that?

Miss Parnell?

My name is McCall, Robert McCall.

Your friend Susan telephoned me.

I've come here to help you.

But the police said that he didn't see anything.

No, but you said he'd be the only one who has any other keys, so...

And he's not here.

But he's supposed to always be here.

Just wait there a bit, all right?

Oh, can I help you, sir?

You lied to the police, didn't you?

No, sir, no.

How often do you leave that desk unattended?

Not long. Not too often. I just try to keep up my cheer.

Where are your keys?

Right here, sir. Right here.

Where are your other keys?

The ones you give to delivery men when you are too damn lazy to escort them

upstairs.

They're in my desk.

Right here, sir.

Am I good?

What's the matter?

It's Keith I'm missing.

Well, in a way, yes.

I need your help.

What, Robert?

An operation?

To protect a woman.

A very special woman.

She really needs your help.

She has more reason to feel sorry for herself than you do.

But you know something?

She doesn't.

We'll call.

Sorry, I got nervous waiting outside.

Sorry, Kate, I'll be with you in a minute.

The man who attacked her eight years ago, apparently, wants to finish the

Yes, well.

Sorry you've been bothered, Logan.

Come on, Kate.

He's not going to take the job?

I don't know.

How are you, Logan?

Well, Kate, isn't it? Yeah.

All the locks and all the doors have been changed.

Thanks. Yeah.

I still think we ought to move you to another house.

No.

Why not?

Because then he wins again.

He destroyed my life once.

Took me a long, long time to put it back together again.

No. I'm not running.

It would be like being raped again.

What do you know? It was the same man, Kate.

Oh, I got to know his voice pretty well.

I mean...

Rape is, uh... It's really a power thing. You understand that, don't you? I

mean, the men who do it are weak.

They can't be with a woman unless they brutalize her.

Well, in my case, it took several hours.

You never saw him?

Oh, yes, I saw him. Oh, I could see just fine back then.

Yeah, I used to be an art critic before this happened.

No, no, he did this to me.

He kept beating me and beating me.

And the damage was permanent.

Yeah, sure.

So it's been eight years since... Yeah.

You live here alone, is that right?

Yes, I live alone.

So you haven't seen, you haven't dated anybody since, is that right?

That's right. No, I guess I just haven't been in the mood.

The more I think about it, the more I believe this man has got to be a figure.

He's got to be a public figure.

Entertainer.

Well -known businessman.

Politicians, possibly.

Otherwise, what you told Kate Parnell last night would indeed be correct.

He would have avoided her like the plague.

As it is, he saw your man had scored a home, and instead of killing her there

and then, which indeed I'm sure he would have done, he escaped out of the back

way.

Assuming that he exists at all, or that that drunken doorman simply didn't lose

the damn keys.

No, no.

He exists, I'm certain of that at all.

All those years ago, This man was not arrested, which means that he was never

identified.

I am certain that this man has just achieved some kind of public prominence.

voice is going to be heard on radio, television, public meetings, possibly.

And he now knows that she can identify him by his voice.

Or maybe our man's a psychopath who has fixated on her again.

Even so, she's still in great danger.

Isidore, I understand that you have got her old file over from the jersey.

Did you think I could have a look at it?

Nicole, you do not have a badge.

Oh, come on, Isidore, come on.

Logan tells me that you're going out.

Oh, I have to. Ashford and Simpson are previewing for their tour.

Well, we're going to have some difficulty in giving you full protection

club.

Couldn't you ask your magazine to send another critic?

Oh, they don't have another critic.

And if they had to get one because of my blindness or nerves or something, well,

they'd have me back reviewing records in some closet somewhere. If I was lucky.

Oh, the heat's in the street and in the clubs. I'd have to be there.

Oh, but you don't have to come. I understand.

No, no, no. We'll be there.

I love you too many times.

Oh, simple things mean so much.

When was the last touch?

When was the last kiss?

When did you hold him last?

Doesn't mean that there's no pain to forget.

It's the worst.

So always put them first.

The victory...

I'm quite a good cook.

Oh, how do you like your eggs?

Over easy.

Oh, it's not so hard as you think, you know. I just stick my finger in the yolk

and that's how I tell if they're done.

Oh.

That's the first time I heard you laugh.

Well, I haven't felt all that jolly, I believe.

You're a soldier of a sort, aren't you? You and Mr. McCall?

I'm a sort.

You bet.

You don't have to stay here, you know.

We could take you to a safe house.

Oh, where I'd never be able to work or pay the rent?

I don't know how anybody could hurt you.

You're very pretty, you know.

Am I still attractive? I don't know. I haven't seen myself in eight years.

How about you?

What do you look like?

Nothing to write home about.

Oh, I don't believe that.

You've got a good heart.

I bet it shows in your face.

You keep asking me for favors that you know are impossible, John. Just a little

favor, Joshua.

The answer is no, McCall, not a chance.

Saigon, 1971, Joshua.

Blackmail. Yes, you're right, it is. And very effective, I'd say.

I could justify access again as a research project.

Might even be useful if we could make it work. But if I do this, I don't owe you

a thing anymore, McCall. Not a single thing.

Oh, no, no, no. Of course not. Of course not. Well, certainly not where Saigon

is concerned.

Mind you, there is always Paris.

McCall.

I see. What was her name?

I remember it sounded remarkably French.

Who would imagine that she would in fact turn out to be Russian?

Just bring your client in, McCall. I'll do the best I can.

I knew you would, Joshua.

I knew you would.

I'm going to need some simple sentences as a baseline.

It ought to be something you most clearly remember.

Oh.

Well, what he said was... Don't worry.

I won't hurt you.

I may even make you like it.

Just do what I want and you'll be fine.

Don't worry.

I won't hurt you.

Standard male American parameters.

Don't worry.

I won't hurt you.

Don't worry.

I won't hurt you.

Don't worry, we can plug in variable phonemes, but how's the bass line?

Do you know anything about music?

Well, his range is about a half an octave lower.

Don't worry.

I won't.

Don't worry.

How's it going?

She has a lot more to complain about than I do.

But she doesn't.

I just want to keep her alive.

Don't worry.

I won't hurt you.

No, that's not quite it, but it's so close.

Do you have a...

What? A waveform control.

You mean like a custom synthesizer. Here.

All right.

You draw it, and I'll confess.

Don't worry. I won't hurt you.

No, the O sound is still wrong.

Shift it another step.

Now remember, it's going to sound different when I overlay the emotional

contouring.

I'm going to do that, too.

Now don't worry. I won't hurt you. I may even make you like it.

You just do what I want and you'll be fine.

That's it.

Bastard's voice.

You're all right, kid. You're all right. Take care.

I want you to stop running voice matches for me.

First of all, I want you to blanket her office building.

Then, I want you to focus on all telephone exchanges with high

concentrations of lawyers, politicians, and media people right up and down the

eastern seaboard.

You just do what I want and you'll be fine.

That's it.

Andy.

I want you to circulate copies of this tape to all the adjoining jurisdictions

and the U .S. Attorney's Office.

Oh, and make sure you get it to the original detectives on the case, the

from Jersey, the officers Julian Coe, Andrews, Norell, and

Chillicothe, okay?

Still a hell of a long shot.

That tape isn't really evidence. It's not his real voice.

Yes, indeed.

A 97 .65 % match.

Do we know who it is?

I don't know.

Here's the call.

The call was made to a lawyer and it was made from the federal lockup. They must

have hauled him in on a pre -trial hearing.

Here's your tape.

Right, McCall.

What's the matter, Kate?

That was good news.

You want to know the truth, Logan?

I didn't fight him.

Not even when he was hitting me.

Well, it wasn't your fault, Kate. You were a victim.

You'd have fought him. He might have killed you.

I still wish to God I had.

Instead of...

Trying to please him. You know about that, right? You heard that today.

I tried to please him.

But he still kept hitting me.

You weren't prepared, Kate.

Listen. Let me show you something.

Stand up. I want to show you something.

Just a few moves.

Just a few moves.

I don't want anybody to ever hurt you again, okay?

I want to take care of you, all right?

Now, most often, most often, they come from the back.

I want you to use the elbow, sharp, coming back like this. No, look, I

don't want... Kate, Kate, relax, look. Just bring the elbow sharp.

Kate, Kate.

I don't want anybody to hurt you, understand?

Yeah. All right, use the elbow. Use the elbow, bring it back.

Listen, radio.

Stop that!

Hold my call.

All right, Mr. Cole.

Excuse me. My name is McCall.

Robert McCall.

I have to talk to the head of your division. You mean Mr. Coe? I'm afraid

just missed him.

Coe.

Coe, Coe, Coe.

Is that Julian Coe?

Yeah, he just took over. They pulled him in early before his confirmation

hearings, but you wouldn't know that. They haven't had his press conference

Yes, I see.

Can you tell me, has Mr. Coe been down to the lock -up at all today?

Well, he's touring all of the facilities today, but I don't think that's any of

your business.

Have there been any problems with these hearings?

Has he been talking to a lawyer, for instance?

I'd be grateful if you'd answer these questions for me. You see, they're

important.

A young woman's life could be at stake.

Well, there are some small problems.

There were allegations of brutality against him when he was a police

but people won't say anything.

Please, don't do that.

Is that his voice?

Yes.

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Where did you get that?

Thank you very much.

Robert, it's Logan.

I'm glad you called.

We have a problem. The voice belongs to Julian Coe, one of the officers assigned

to Kate's case eight years ago.

So what's the problem if he's in prison?

He never was in prison.

So we've made a mistake.

And I'm afraid that he'll be coming up to Kate again.

Oh, God, let's go along. What?

We had an argument.

Well, never mind that now. Just get back to her. Now, hurry, Logan, hurry.

Hi, it's Kate.

I just wanted to tell you that I'm... I'm sorry about today. I don't know

what... I just... Well, I'd really like to see you if you could call me when you

get a chance.

Logan? Logan?

Logan?

The rest is.

Hey!

Kate, come out.

No.

I never hurt you.

Really? You came after me in the elevator.

You called the police.

You know, I never would have hurt you the first time if you'd really tried to

bleed. No, it's not my fault.

I'm the victim.

It's always the victim's fault.

Some people are just born to be victims.

No! It's all right. It's all right. Are you hit? No. Are you all right? No, I'm

not. Come here. Come on.

I was afraid.

I did you.

I tried to call you. Did you know that?

I don't know.

I would swear you'd planned it from the start.

Hardly. No.

Do you remember quoting Keats?

To me?

That was strange, because he's always been my favorite poet.

Do you by any chance remember the stanza before the one you quoted that day?

I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, nor

what soft incense hangs upon the boughs.

But in embalmed darkness, guests each sweet,

wherewith the seasonable month endows the grass, the

thicket, and the fruit.

Three, one.

That's it. Great.

That felt great, fellas. See you at eight. Okay.

Let's make it good tonight.

Thanks for that great review. Oh, you're welcome.

You guys are great.

Bye.

See you later.

Sure thing.

Congratulations. Thanks, Matt.

One glass in one hand.

Here's to new friends.

Oh, I'll drink to that.

New friends and better days.

Edward Woodward recorded a song for the series, Helen, but she said it would not

suit the musical style of the equaliser. He's back tomorrow at ten. Plus

continues next, though, with a Scottish detective who's being economical with a

truth in between.