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Hawkins is loose in the streets, hunting down some poor woman in a wheelchair.

Why are you trying to frighten us? That's the last thing I want to do,

Kill him. He was stabbed in the back with a knife pick.

I won't let that man drive me out of my home.

You really want me to kill that man, don't you? Hello, Devin.

You just stay away from my family!

Marianne?

Devin?

Grouch. Hey, you better save your breath. You're going to need it. Oh,

him. Listen to the kid.

Try to put out a blow, George.

Hey!

Time for the Irish coffee.

Devin, turn on the lights. Don't worry the lights, Adeline.

Huh, no surprise?

What? You told him about the singing telegram with the stripper? Oh, you.

worse than your father.

Okay, okay, I'm coming.

Wait, I can help you out. No, I can do it. I can do it when I can do it. When I

can't, I can't.

Damn. It's all right. It's all right. Nothing, nothing. We'll get another one.

That's the same stripper Willie had at his party last year. Remember her? Built

like a bass fiddle.

It's not a stripper. It's probably just one of Devin's friends.

Looks like the florist got the order screwed up.

What?

What's going on here?

Happy birthday, Jonathan, and all best wishes, Jay Hawkins.

Not him.

He's still in prison.

Maybe he's out.

What are you doing here? Just an honest man making an honest

buck.

Had a cab stand on my street.

Well, I didn't know that till just the other day.

I noticed you walking home.

What's the bit with the flowers just a peace offering?

Figured you'd see me around here sooner or later.

I didn't want you to think I was watching your home Johnny what's wrong?

Johnny what is it?

We'll talk about it later

Mr. Gray?

Yeah.

My name's McCall. What do you want?

I asked him to come.

Mr. McCall's the man I told you about.

He's here to help us. Let him in, Johnny.

I don't mean to be rude about anything, Mr. McCall, but I don't see how you can

help us with a man like Hawkins.

Well, neither do I.

Unless you tell me more about the man.

Well, the police check with his parole officer.

He makes every appointment.

No problems, as the police say, no problems.

But you don't believe that?

My husband's testimony put Hawkins in jail eight years ago.

Eight years?

What crime did he commit?

What did you see?

I saw him kill a man. He pushed him in front of my truck.

I drive a tanker for relco oil.

And one night when I was coming into the depot, at the gate, he just shoved him

in front of the truck.

Wasn't anything I could do.

Who was the victim?

His boss.

I caught him stealing about six months before that, so I fired him.

And you don't believe this man Hawkins is here by coincidence?

No.

I looked in his eyes this morning at the cab stand.

The same look he had in his eyes when he shoved the guy in front of the truck.

That's the way he looked at me all through the trial.

birthday in a funeral arrangement?

Doesn't seem like much of a threat to me.

Okay, okay, so the guy has a warped sense of humor.

How do you know that the Grays aren't being just a little bit paranoid about

him? Well, I wouldn't think that Jonathan Gray isn't alarmed.

And his wife is certainly a fighter.

She's facing multiple sclerosis without so much as a whimper.

Hawkins has been out of prison for over a year.

If he was going to come after Jonathan Gray, why didn't he do it sooner?

I don't know.

Maybe to make us ask that very question.

Anyway, I'm certain that he is the man to watch.

You want me to tell him?

Yes.

Your faith is going to be burned into his memory before we're through.

You are going to goad Mr. Hawkins into making a serious mistake.

He staged it so that he could claim it wasn't premeditated.

But you heard Jonathan Gray's eyewitness testimony.

And Gray made a convincing witness.

In that case, Hawkins should have been convicted of third -degree murder.

That's right. I believe for months he was planning to kill his ex -boss.

What happened? Wasn't there enough proof?

By the time the defense attorney got through with it, I was lucky to get

voluntary manslaughter. Hawkins covers his tracks very well. Yeah.

Except for Jonathan Gray, the truck driver. Well, who would have figured a

would have jumped out and tackled a monster like Hawkins?

And the mayor gave Gray a medal, you know that?

Yes, I know.

Is that going to protect him from Hawkins?

McCall, I tried very hard to keep Hawkins behind bars.

I sent a lot of letters to the parole board urging them not to release him,

it didn't cut any ice.

Why not?

Hawkins was a veritable choir boy in prison.

He volunteered for every extra work detail, the dispensary, the library,

helped the prison chaplain.

Very nice.

And now he's shadowing Jonathan Gray and his family.

McCall, if you can show me any proof of what you've been saying, I will make it

my personal business to put Hawkins away for the rest of his natural life. I

will remember you said that.

And I'll keep you to it.

All right?

Hi, Marion.

How's it going?

Oh, not too bad.

Except that I broke one of my Irish coffee mugs yesterday.

Getting it down from the cupboard, I bet?

You need to get taller or put them on a lower shelf.

Okay, you just do these leg lifts and a volunteer will come around and help

wheel you out of here, okay?

And if you need me, you just press the buzzer.

You should see this place, McCall. It's a new city dump.

Yeah, I let myself in.

Hawkins isn't here.

Nobody in the hotel's seen him for a week.

And he put his job as a cabbie this morning.

I don't like the sound of it, Mickey.

He's gone underground.

Looks that way.

Look, I want you to find out what Jonathan Gray's timetable is and stick

him. I'm going to call Pete and Jimmy and ask them to stay with Mrs. Gray and

the boy.

Right. See you.

Um, they told me you needed a lift.

What are you doing here? I'm a volunteer, Mrs. Gray, just trying to be

service to the community. Get away from me!

Why are you trying to frighten us? Frighten you? Mrs. Gray, that's the last

thing I would want to do. Absolutely the last.

Mary, what's wrong?

Get him away from me!

You just stay away from my family!

You just stay away!

where he is. Devin.

I just want the truth, Mr. McCall.

What if Hawkins gets to us first? The man is crazy.

I would think that Mr. Hawkins is motivated more by hatred than by

There is a difference, you know.

To you, maybe.

Look, look, what are you going to do once you find him?

You really want me to kill that man, don't you? Yes.

He wanted to kill my mother.

I would imagine

you... You've never shot anyone to death, have you?

No. I have.

It is not like going to the movies, you know.

When you pull the trigger, your victim doesn't simply fall down.

close his eyes, and gracefully die.

You see, what is really dying is lying there, watching you.

And you're standing over, looking down.

And you see the life flickering out of his eyes.

And then you make all sorts of excuses. You say to yourself, well, he was evil,

that man. He deserved to die. But do you know what you've done?

You have taken his life.

And you have taken from him the precious opportunity of changing that

life.

So don't you talk to me ever about killing.

Understand me.

Hey, Hawkins, it's me, boy.

Hawk, you in here?

Jeez, I guess not.

Who the hell are you?

Where is he?

Who? Who?

I gotta know.

Do I look like somebody who can play games with boys?

No. Don't do it again.

Your friend isn't here. His stuff is gone. Now, where is he?

I don't know where he is now.

I mean, I'm looking for him just like you are.

Just like me?

I told you not to listen to me, boy!

Now, when you see Hawkins, you tell him that somebody's looking for him.

Can you remember that?

Yeah.

Good.

Hey, boy, I'm calling from your room.

Somebody broke in and he was waiting for you, man.

Who the hell was it? I don't know. I ain't never seen him before, you know.

Hawkins, this guy was real crazy, man. He had a knife, you know.

He's out to get you.

So what did he say?

Well, I mean, he's just looking for you. That's all, nothing else, you know.

Hey, is that why you split?

Why I split is my business.

Did you get the schedules, the delivery routes?

Yeah, yeah.

Leave them at the drop.

Uh... Which one? I forgot.

The phone booth on 44th and 10th Avenue before 6.

And make sure you're not followed.

Yeah. Hawkins, if you're mixed up in something real heavy, man, you know, I

a job and everything now. And, well, this guy makes me real nervous.

Well, I wouldn't want to make you nervous.

Just make the drop and check in like I told you.

Hawk.

Hi, McCall.

You might find this interesting.

Uh -huh.

This is their conversation, is it?

Yeah, the equipment worked pretty good for a change.

Where did Hawkins receive the call?

The computer pulled up a diner, but nobody's supposed to be there. The place

burned down a week ago.

Obviously, he tapped into a line.

And this is the drop. Phone booth at 44 and 10?

Yeah.

Hey, who is this Boyd character, anyway?

I scanned them, looked at Hawkins' prison file.

Lo and behold, Boyd turns out to be his cellmate.

Small world.

Yes, isn't it?

Cosmophobic.

Thank you very much.

If you need me, I'll be at a Phelan's.

What are you doing to us?

I've never seen you so down, Johnny.

I'm fine.

I'll take care of you.

Last

night,

I dreamt I was... I

don't know.

An animal.

Just lying.

Waiting in the tall grass.

Hawkins walked past me.

And I could move so quickly.

I sprang.

in his blood.

And it felt good.

You look strung out.

You could use a little relief.

Just what do you expect to buy with that face?

It's true to form.

You're sending somebody else up to check me out.

Well, you've obviously made an impression on him.

Remember, no heroics.

I get your signal, I call Scanlon at the DA's office.

Then what happens?

Well, you are the tethered goat, my friend.

If the police catch him as he tries to take you out, it'll terminate his

And he'll go back into prison for quite a few years.

You're going to take more prodding.

He doesn't boil over easily.

Mickey, so long as he's focused on you and not on the Gray family, that is the

important thing.

What's his name?

Pendleton. Leo Pendleton.

Roscoe Lee Boyd?

Yeah, who wants to know, huh?

Name's McCall.

I'm a friend of Jonathan Gray and his family.

Ah.

See, the name is familiar to you. How about these names?

Erickson, Winfield, Pendleton.

They mean anything to you?

You tell me. I'm telling you.

They were all in prison with you, remember?

They all died.

Rather mysteriously.

The Erickson, for instance, he died of an overdose of drugs stolen from the

prison dispensary.

Winfield's body was found in the prison library.

And Pendleton... Oh, yeah.

Pendleton was just minding his own business, sitting in the chapel, when he

stabbed in the back with an ice pick.

What's your point?

My point is that your friend, Mr. Hawkins, was doing voluntary work at the

in the library, the dispensary, and the prison chapel.

Where did you get this?

A friend of mine in the district attorney's office.

A very obliging and accurate friend.

Those men were Hawkins' enemies, weren't they?

Some or other, they crossed him.

And he dispatched them one by one.

You know, it just doesn't sound like the hawk I know, huh?

Boyd, the hawk you know is at the moment loose in the streets, hunting down some

poor woman in a wheelchair.

Man.

You

could

help me stop him.

What is the matter with you?

Why are you trying to protect him? Has he got something on you?

Some hold over you?

How tall are you? Five foot five, five foot six? Five foot seven. Oh, five foot

seven. Big deal. When you were in prison, you were somebody's desert,

you?

Until Hawkins let it be known that you belonged to him.

I didn't belong to that!

I wasn't there before at the time.

Now, since I've been out, I've been straight. I got a girlfriend. I got a

I'm getting married next month.

You're responsible anyway for the death of those men?

Huh?

Is that why you feel duty -bound to help him plan?

I don't know that he's planning anything.

I mean, all I got is your word for that. He's been out for a year.

He hasn't tried anything.

When you were in prison, he did discuss Jonathan Gray with you, didn't he?

Didn't he?

Did he tell you how he was going to do it? Will you leave me alone, man?

You think Hawkins is going to leave you alone?

You think he's going to let you have a quiet marriage?

No way.

He's got plans for you, just as he did in prison.

Will you get out of here?

Look, I can help you.

If only you'll help me.

You're going to protect me from him, right?

You're going to protect my brother, his wife, his kids, my mama in the Bronx, my

girlfriend.

You got no idea who you're dealing with here, man. You don't know who he is.

He will kill you.

Once your usefulness is over, he will kill you.

piece of slide, put an ice pick in his back.

My brother never even saw it coming.

What do you want?

That's very funny.

I would think that you of all people would know what I want, Hawkins.

I didn't kill your brother.

You get the feeling I don't believe you?

Go ahead.

Shoot me.

I don't care if I die.

Not yet.

You're going to have to beg a whole lot harder than that.

I already got you a gun.

What's the problem, Boyd? You said you'd give me supplies.

I just can't do it tonight, okay?

Listen, you squirrely little punk.

I don't have time to play games with you. Get me that gun or I'll drop by and

say hello to that new girlfriend of yours.

You didn't think I noticed her, did you, Roscoe? I've been watching her.

I know her every move.

The gun or your woman dies.

Well, I'll do what I can do, okay?

You know where.

One hour.

Hello, McCall.

Boyd just got a call.

Hawkins wants him to bring him a Mac 10.

What's Boyd's number?

555 -9360.

Thank you, Jimmy.

Look, I said I'd be there, you know, Hawk?

Boyd, it's McCall.

Listen, don't you be just a damn fool.

Leave Hawkins alone.

Don't go near him.

I'm going to take care of your problem, McCall.

Hawk ain't going to bother anybody anymore.

That's Robert checking in.

Hello.

This is she.

Who?

Oh, yes, hello.

When?

And I'll tell them.

Yes, I'm sure they'll be relieved.

Who was that?

Francis Scanlon from the DA's office.

Hawkins is dead.

They just found his body.

Morning, Scannon.

Not a very pleasant task before breakfast there, are you?

You just got here?

You haven't seen the body?

No.

Thank you.

Well, how do you know it's Hawkins?

Now, some officers on the scene said there was ID on the body. How did he

Ice pick in the back.

Ice pick?

That is not Hawkins.

What's the matter?

Is Mrs. Gray with you?

Yes. Well, keep her there.

Hawking's still alive.

Oh, God.

Oh, and what about Jonathan and the boy?

Jonathan is still at work and Devin's on his way to school.

And Jimmy's with him? No, Jimmy's gone home.

They're both alone.

Oh, no.

We thought the danger was over.

Find Jimmy.

He wants to talk to you.

Mr. McCall, what's going on?

Mrs. Gray, where's Jonathan?

He should be finishing his run on the night shift.

Where's he headed right now? Do you know?

He should be on his way back to Relco.

He's on his way back to the depot?

Yes. Do you know when he'll be there?

Any minute now.

Thank you.

We've got a couple of units to Relco oil. What's going on? Forking is about

make his move.

Thank you.

It's okay, man.

Go ahead.

He wanted me to kill my own son.

That's what it was all about from the beginning, wasn't it?

Indeed, yes.

Everything else was pure deception.

It's guaranteed to put us off guard.

I would imagine that much of his time in prison was spent working out precisely

in every detail.

Mr. McCullough, if you hadn't been there... I still see myself crashing

the gate in the truck.

Over and over.

Well, that is exactly the image that he wanted you to have for the rest of your

life, Jonathan.

What kind of man could do that? It's not human.

No, definitely not.

It's over. The DA says he'll spend the rest of his life in jail. It's over.

Is it?

I just wish you would have killed him, Mrs. McCall.

Don't, Devin.

Please.

Excuse me.

Hawkins wanted to destroy you.

And you know something? He still can.

If you let him.

What do you mean?

You are full of hate.

Too full of hate, boy.

Why don't you just throw it away?

Walk away from it with your mother and father.

And never look back.

Because if you do, you will find that for the rest of your life, you're going

be tied to that gate, and that will mean that he has won.

Is that what you do, Mr. McCall?

You just turn around and walk away and not look back.