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Welcome home.

No.

Will you get me off of this

thing? Oh, sir, sir, you've got to lay back down.

He's been shot, upper left shoulder. It's just a flesh wound.

Okay, why don't you let us be the judge of that?

Let's take him to exam room three, CBC, type in cross two units, packed red

cells, and I'm going to want to get a chest X -ray. You're overreacting. Will

you stitch me up and get me out of here? I'm not overreacting. Sir, a bullet can

do a lot of damage, and we won't know how seriously you've been hurt until we

run all these tests. I can tell you right now.

He probably can, Jesse.

How many times have you been shot, Joe?

Lost count.

You know this guy. Oh, yes. First time I met him, somebody threw him off a

truck, train, whatever.

Dr. Travis, meet the one and only Joe Mannix, private investigator.

Joe Mannix?

In the flesh.

Well, I can't be sure until I see the x -rays, but it looks like a superficial

flesh wound.

I should have been a doctor.

Get me a lidocaine syringe, 1 % solution, and a suture kit.

You know, I used to see you in here a couple of times a year.

Evidently, business fell off. You got better at dodging bullets.

Well, you know, it's not easy competing with those big detective agencies.

I'm doing all right.

Have you thought about retiring?

Have you?

Well, at least I got help around here.

Peggy's all the help I need.

How is she?

On vacation.

Maybe you ought to join her.

Can't. Working on a case.

Tell me all about it.

Somebody with a high -powered rifle wants you to drop it.

Look, he's a lousy shot.

He'll have covered this bullet outside of the Hall of Records.

Yeah, well, you'll want ballistics to check that against the bullets that

Lou Reynolds on October 7th, 1973.

I will?

Maybe I should compare it against Lee Harvey Oswald's gun while I'm at it.

Just a hunch, Steve.

I'm going to need more than that if I'm going to convince ballistics to dig up

evidence on a 24 -year -old case.

Well, I was at the Hall of Records getting a file on a case I'd worked on.

named Lou Reynolds.

Been hired to look into his murder again.

I remember Lou Reynolds. He used to write a column for the Los Angeles

Chronicle. Hard -hitting, investigative type stuff.

What happened?

Well, he took his daughter to the zoo.

He'd been having trouble with his marriage.

Oh, honey.

I guess I just haven't been giving you much time lately, have I? It'll be

different from now on, though.

Oh, that's okay. I understand.

It takes a lot of time to be a famous newspaperman.

And that's nice.

But what's really nice is today, just the two of us. Yeah. I promised you,

didn't I? Just the two of us. He'd been working hard on an investigation of mob

ties to Alfaro Industries.

He even used the trip to the zoo as a chance to meet a snitch.

Gave him a lead that couldn't wait.

Honey, would you mind if we cut the day a little short?

Tina?

You think the same sniper took a shot at you today?

Well, I'd say it's a long shot, but worth checking out.

Let's use a few to say you're not the one that has to do the checking.

Well, how'd you get involved in the case, anyway?

Well, after Lou was killed, all of his tapes and files disappeared. His

publisher, George Fallon, hired me to get him back and find out whatever I

about the murder.

I'd worked for George once before.

Edie, this is Joe Mannix, private investigator.

We meet at last, Mrs. Reynolds?

At last.

Yes, when you disappeared a couple years ago, George asked me to try and find

you.

Just after you and Lou broke up, I thought I might get you back together

You did try, George.

Thanks. So why did Lou's wife run off?

Edie?

She looked in the mirror one morning, was horrified to see a mother and a wife

staring back at her. She was on a plane to New York that afternoon.

She abandoned Lou and Tina for an acting career that...

Never happened.

Lou filed for divorce and sold custody of Tina just a couple of weeks before he

was killed.

You want to hear something?

I was hoping to come back here someday.

Hoping my husband would take me back.

Now he's dead.

be something, Mrs. Reynolds.

I recovered the tapes and files that George hired me to find, but, ah,

didn't find the man who killed Lou Reynolds.

So who hired you to try this time?

Sorry, Steve.

I love working with P .I .s.

I used to wash my car for a buck.

A buck? He used to charge me two.

Well, you didn't have a view of the secretary.

Mark, can I get out of here? I got work to do.

Look, try to take the day off. You've been shot.

Grazed.

Okay, now this is a prescription for some antibiotics, and I want you to... I

know the drill, coach.

Thanks, Mark.

Take care, will you?

Hey, Doc.

You see Mr. Mannix?

No, he just left. Why?

He just got his x -rays back.

I couldn't find any bone or bullet fragments. The wound was clean, but you

want to take a look at that.

You see what I see?

What's he to do?

In the wake of these revelations, the department is disbanding the organized

crime task force and placing the accused officers on administrative leave until

internal affairs concludes its investigation.

That's it?

I'm afraid I don't understand the question, Ms. Reynolds. Three officers

tipping off organized crime figures about impending raids, falsifying

and doctoring evidence, and all you're going to do is disband the task force?

Well, the city charter doesn't allow for summary executions.

What makes you so sure, Deputy Chief Nichols, that the corruption doesn't

beyond the task force into other areas of the department?

Aren't you concerned about that? I am concerned that unsubstantiated

against three officers... overshadows the incredible strides this department

made in its war on crime.

Now, Sergeant Bodie has encouraging new statistics for you. Can you substantiate

these numbers?

Well, naturally, statistics will be... Joe.

Mark. How long has it been?

Well, last time I saw you, you were in blue.

And you were in plaid. I still got a few.

So what are you doing here? You working on a case? I thought I'd stop by and get

a parking ticket fixed. Oh, listen, don't even joke about this. I'm not with

Tina Reynolds around.

Yeah, well, she's just like her father. Once he got his teeth into a story, He

never let go.

Now, there's a comforting thought.

Speaking of which, I'd better rescue my sergeant before she makes him confess to

the Lindbergh kidnappings.

Good to see you, Joe.

Don't wait so long next time. Take care.

Hi.

What are you doing here, Mark?

I had a hunch you might want to talk to your client after that attempt on your

life. My client?

How'd you guess?

Well, Lou Reynolds was murdered two decades ago. Now, who else would care

to hire you to look for the killer except the daughter?

Well, I made her a promise.

I'm going to find the man that killed your father and prove to you that you

nothing to do with it. But her father said he had to cut short their day

together. She was so mad at him, she wanted him dead. And then he was. I

finished the job Lou set out to do. I recovered the tapes and proved the mob

controlled Alfaro Industries.

But I never did catch his killer.

For 20 years, I persuaded myself that I'd done enough.

Till I came knocking on your door.

I'm Tina Reynolds, Dr. Sloan.

Have we met?

I'm familiar with your work for the police department.

Didn't know you were consulting for private detectives, too.

Well, he's not. He's my doctor.

Somebody took a shot at me today and Mark slapped a band -aid on me. My God,

Joe. No, no, no, no. I'm fine. It was just a scratch.

It's you I'm worried about.

Well, do you think the shooting had anything to do with my father's murder?

Well, we know that it did.

Steve ran it through ballistics.

You were right about the bullet.

Whoever took a shot at me today used the same gun to kill your father.

So we're getting close to them.

Well, not as close as they're getting to us. Which is why I think you'd better

disappear for a few days.

Just until we have a better idea of what's going on.

No.

Tina.

Your life could be in danger.

Both your lives could be in danger.

The police are on it. Now why don't you let them handle it?

Do you think my father would have agreed to just disappear and let the police

handle it?

If he had, maybe you two wouldn't be investigating his murder today.

I became a journalist so I could tell this story, Dr. Sloan. No one's going to

scare me away.

If you want to drop the case, I'll understand.

I can handle it by myself.

She waited 20 years to look into her father's death.

Why start now?

She just got hired by Channel 6.

The last couple of years, she's been working as a reporter in Orlando.

Oh, so coming back here made her confront her fast.

Hold it.

Now, you didn't come all the way down here just to give me the ballistics

report. Joe, the x -rays came back.

There's a large cardiac shadow.

Oh, Peggy always said I had a big heart. Now I've got proof.

It's not a joke, Joe.

You've got an enlarged heart. That could mean a serious valve problem or

arterial blockage.

When the case is finished, I'll come in for a checkup. I promise you.

Can't wait.

Gonna have to.

Joe, if what I suspect is true, you've got a time bomb there.

You could die at any moment.

And if I go in for treatment, can you guarantee that I won't die on the table?

Now, you know there's no guarantees in medicine.

Then I'm gonna have to take my chances.

Now, look, Mark, I gave a little girl my promise 20 years ago.

I'm not gonna let her down again.

Now, I've gotta finish the case.

Even if it kills me.

Hi there.

What are you still doing here?

I don't suppose there's anything I can say to get you to come back to the

hospital. You got that right.

All right, then. I'm going with you.

You solved the case twice as fast with my help. Sorry, Mark. I work alone. Not

today, you don't.

The sooner you find that shooter, the sooner I get you in the hospital and

your life.

You're going to have to do better than that.

Look, you blew it 20 years ago, Joe. What makes you think you're not going to

make the same mistakes again?

A fresh pair of eyes wouldn't hurt anything. Maybe I'll see something you

the first time.

You don't mess around, do you?

Not when a friend's wife is at stake, no.

All right.

Okay.

We'll retrace my investigation step by step and I'll...

Fill you in as we go along.

So what was your first step?

Lou's research assistant, Leon Haynes, disappeared right after his murder,

with all of Lou's files and tapes.

I talked to Leon's girlfriend, a waitress named Stella.

We made plans.

Ten thousand miles from here. Any place I wanted to go, and I believed him.

Maybe he meant it.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, he meant it.

I mean, he had some big deal cooking.

Apparently the deal came through and Leon decided to travel light.

That's all I know.

I hope you got your money's worth.

Now, if you don't mind.

I think I remember that. We're three broken ribs.

Two.

Did she give you any leads?

No, but later that day, George and I got a call from Leon telling us he wanted

to see us right away, but we got there too late.

Well,

they move fast.

He put up a scrap.

Why'd they kill him? What were they looking for?

Connection? Maybe something that would finger Syndicate's attempt to take over

Alfero.

Still a piece missing.

You mean whatever they were looking for?

Maybe they found it. Maybe it's all finished.

I don't think so.

I didn't think Leon had the tapes, but I had a pretty good idea who did.

A waitress would have to make pretty good tips a little quick like this.

Stella gave the customer exactly what he wanted.

For a price.

What happened?

Do you know how much I paid for this bird?

I know what it almost cost you.

The headaches?

What are you doing here?

Nothing I haven't done before.

How have you been, Stella?

Aside from the obvious.

I'll call the police.

No, just forget it. It was just a domestic dispute between me and an old

boyfriend. He nearly killed you.

Don't look like the kind of a guy they would settle for nearly, either.

Look, if you two want to make yourself helpful, there's a broom in the closet.

There's not much point in having a nice new home like this, Stella. You keep

filling it with the same crowd of losers.

My guests are my business.

And I don't seem to remember inviting you or your helpful friend here.

I'm investigating Lou Reynolds' murder.

Well, Maddox, you really do work fast.

Lou Reynolds. has hardly been dead 25 years.

And already you're knocking on my door.

Well, there's no statute of limitations on murder.

But there is a statute of limitations on my memory.

I didn't know anything then and I have forgotten it all by now.

Even the $200 ,000 you almost got for those tapes?

She had them all along? No.

Just long enough to arrange a sale.

Now look, there's going to be no more talk, no more barking.

You know the deal.

Where are the tapes? Oh, no.

You first.

200 ,000. You want to count it?

Is... Is this stuff real?

If the tape's on. Where are they?

On ice?

She was selling them to George.

Oh, I do like your new assistant, Mannix.

He is swift.

You know, you lost a shot at a fortune that day, Stella.

But it seems like you still have a lot of disposable income.

Where are you getting it?

Well, like I said, Manny, I do like your new assistant.

You, I never cared much for.

Now, if you don't want to do any cleaning, I would suggest that you get

Well, nice seeing you again, Stella.

I hope you're still alive the next time we meet.

I don't... Bye.

Maddox was just here. He was asking a lot of questions.

Now, if you don't want him to have the answers... Let's go call Joe.

I guess you've been having those chest pains for what?

Three months now?

How long are you going to keep ignoring what your body's trying to tell you?

Until the case is finished.

Joe, you're not 30 years old anymore.

It's time you stopped acting like you are.

Is that same give up the bourbon abroad speech? Because I've been hearing that

now for three decades.

I'm not telling you to retire.

Just give up the physical aspect of the job.

Why don't you sign on as a consultant for one of those large firms? They'd be

thrilled to have you.

I'd rather die first.

You probably will, my friend.

How are you going to finish this case if your body gives out on you first?

Oh, like we did in the Air Force, on a wing and a prayer.

Don't know about a prayer.

How would a wing do, for starters?

Couldn't ask for a much better service than that for a prayer.

I'll have Steve run it tonight, call you in the morning if I have a name.

That is, if you'll be a good patient, go home and go to bed right now.

I got a deal.

Can I give you a hand, Mrs. Reynolds?

Joe Mannix.

My name isn't Reynolds anymore. It hasn't been for a very, very long time.

Not since I last saw you.

Sorry, I have it.

What do you want, Mr. Mannix?

Tina didn't tell you?

We don't talk much.

Actually, we don't talk at all.

She asked me to find her father's killer.

I don't see what I could possibly tell you that would help.

Well, it's not really you I need to talk to.

We're going on a skiing trip, Mr. Mannix.

Give us a call when we come back. Maybe we could talk then.

Your daughter has a right to know what happened.

My daughter is only interested in making my life as unpleasant as possible.

That is what this is about.

Well, we can't really blame her now, can we, Edie?

Tina's never forgiven you for marrying me.

Tina blamed you for destroying her parents' marriage.

You were having an affair with Edie, weren't you?

So what difference does that make now?

Next month we're celebrating our 20th wedding anniversary.

Things sort of worked out for the best, don't you think?

Not for Tina.

That's Tina's fault.

George adopted her. He did everything he could to be a father to her. She never

gave him a chance.

And I've always loved her.

An hour doesn't go by that I don't miss Tina.

Seeing her like this and not even being able to talk to her.

I have to sneak in after she's asleep just to be close to her.

Good stuff.

Maybe it's what you need.

I need Tina.

I need her back.

Tina didn't like George, but she didn't mind if he put her through school.

That's okay. I wanted to.

Now, I understand her not accepting me as her father.

I loved her.

Loved her like she was my own daughter. And I am proud of the woman that she's

become.

Well, then you can understand why she has to find out the truth.

She doesn't care about the truth, don't you see? All she wants to do is hurt

George. She refuses to accept the fact that he had nothing to do with Lou's

murder.

Please.

Let it go.

You can't.

He thinks I did, too.

You did.

Our employers will be interested in us.

Why did you bother hiring me in the first place, George?

Just to show my good intentions.

I was stupid.

I sure wouldn't figure you for the syndicate.

Well, I'm not.

I'm just like a lot of other people.

I only do what I'm told.

They're into you.

They own me.

Lock, stock, and barrel, including the ink and the presses.

It sometimes happens when you go to the wrong people for money.

I don't understand.

What do I have to do to convince you?

I had absolutely nothing to do with Lou's murder. I was simply buying back

tapes from the people who had him killed.

Now, the newspaper meant everything in the world to me. My mistake was selling

my soul to save it. And in the end, I lost them both.

He paid for his mistake, Mr. Mannix. Three long years in prison. What more do

you want from him?

Names.

You never did reveal who you were working for.

You don't get it, do you? I mean, who the hell are we kidding here? If I

testified against them, they would have me killed, Edie, and Tina.

So I did my time and rebuilt my life.

Our lives.

It took me years to get back my reputation.

And I'm not about to destroy it again just so Tina can have some hot... copy

put on the evening news.

Better have a good reason for getting involved in an internal affairs

investigation.

I don't know what you're talking about, sir. Then why were you running Phil

Lager's prints?

His print turned up at a crime scene.

I had no idea he was one of the cops. It was suspended until right now.

What crime scene?

Well, it's not a crime scene exactly.

Joe Mannix is investigating Lou Reynolds' murder.

Figures tried to rough him up. I know how you feel about Joe Mannix.

Hell, everyone around here feels the same way.

He's a legend.

But the days when we were his personal errand boys are over.

Someone shot him today, sir.

Someone's always shooting him.

Lou Reynolds was killed over two decades ago.

There are current cases that need your attention. You concentrate on those.

Stay away from IA's investigation.

Oh!

Okay, Stan, grab the equipment. Let's do it.

Wait a minute.

You're not going to report this, are you? Of course I am. It's news.

And I'm the only reporter who knows the whole story.

Tina.

There is no story yet.

One day after you reopen the investigation of my father's death,

you and murders the woman who had his tape? That's a story.

Let's set up over here for a live shot. I want as much activity behind me as you

can get. I guess George was right.

You don't really want to find your father's killer. You're just looking for

big story.

I know that isn't true.

Prove it.

Go on the air, but you don't know any more about Stella's murder than any

reporter. No colorful background.

Don't mention your father.

Stan, just get some footage for us to take back.

Turns out this isn't worth a live shot after all.

Anything you hear now is strictly off the record, okay?

For now.

No. I thought after our conversation yesterday you were going to go home.

Well, I took the long way.

Why were you following Stella?

I know a couple of things bugging me. Where she got all that money and why she

was being roughed up by a cop.

How did you know he was a cop?

He was wearing a police academy ring.

Who is he?

We're off the record.

Yeah, my word.

Phil Eggers.

formerly of the Organized Crime Task Force.

I already checked.

He was at a bachelor party for his brother -in -law last night.

Fifty guys can vouch for him.

What do you think Stella was getting that money?

Lou Reynolds tapes.

No, she gave them up 25 years ago. What if she kept a few for herself and has

been blackmailing somebody all these years?

That would explain what we found at her place.

It's completely trashed.

Why would Stella come here to an abandoned warehouse to meet her mark?

too smart for that.

And of course we don't know there were more tapes.

I know how we can find out.

Tina! Stella was murdered last night.

Who? The woman you tried to buy my father's tapes from.

Tina, why does it always have to be like this? Ask him, Mother.

So now you think I killed her, too?

He was here with me last night. We were packing for our trip.

Now, please, come sit down. Have some breakfast. No.

You know who did it.

I didn't know then, and I don't know now. Tina, I was nothing to them, just

property that they own.

But you knew there were more tapes.

I wasn't sure, but I suppose there were.

Why didn't you tell the police?

What good would it have done? How many more people would have died for those

damn tapes?

Maybe one less. You're a coward.

Tina. No, my father died for those tapes, and all you can do is think about

saving yourself.

I was thinking of you. I still am.

Make me think.

Please, Tina, please, leave it alone.

Louie's dead. You can't bring him back. All you can do is just tear this family

apart. My family was torn apart 24 years ago.

I want you to think about something.

Your mother's very lonely.

And she really loves you.

Now, why don't you ask her to come and stay with you?

I don't want her here. It's not her house anymore.

I think you'd better start unpacking.

Good to see you, Phil.

What are you doing here?

Just a friendly social call.

Like the one you paid to Stella.

Now, where are the tapes?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Maybe you should ask Stella.

Unfortunately, that's not possible.

What's wrong?

You two have a little fight?

Well, I'd say she's gone on to a better place, but then that wouldn't narrow it

down much.

I didn't send her there, and I got witnesses.

Well, I didn't say you did.

What's the matter, Phil?

Guilty conscience?

Yeah.

Let's see.

I feel real guilty about what I'm gonna do.

Freeze, Eggers!

Hold your fire.

I'm an honest citizen protecting my home against an intruder.

Make sure you get a medal.

You all right, Joe?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Get him out of here before I decide to press charges.

Now, before you answer a few questions about your visit to Stella's house

yesterday... I .A.'s questions, I gotta answer.

You, I can ignore.

Try me.

You've been told to butt out, Sloan. Why don't you be a good little detective

and follow orders?

Come on, Joe. I'm gonna get you to the hospital.

Don't worry about me, guys.

I'll be fine.

It's still ticking if that's what you're trying to find out.

Yes, it is.

Not as strongly as I'd like, but it's still ticking.

Good, then you can undo me.

Actually, the restraints have nothing to do with the heart monitor.

Well, then just why am I in restraints? Because there are no locks on the doors.

Amanda! Amanda, you get back here on time!

Amanda! I'm sorry, my friend. She can't do that.

See, Joe, some people pay attention to doctor's orders.

I should have known that this was your doing.

Well, I had a little help in your heart.

Specifically, the obstruction in your left anterior descending artery.

Just what does that mean exactly?

It means days, probably.

Hours, maybe.

That's unless you let us do the angioplasty and immediately.

Yeah, well, let's do it.

All right.

You know, I think Dr. Silver's available. He's the best there is, Joe.

great.

On one condition.

What? That you tell me what Steve found out.

Oh, come on, Mark.

What do you think I'm going to do?

Climb off the operating table and follow your lead?

All right.

The car you saw at the warehouse was stolen.

Tell me something I don't know. The police recovered it.

Let me guess.

No prints.

Nothing that could help us. The police recovered that car two days before

was killed.

Then the killer took the car from the police compound yard.

Eggers? No, Steve doesn't think Eggers could show his face around a police

facility, not without drawing a lot of attention.

Another cop could.

Another dirty cop.

That would mean the corruption doesn't end with those three suspended officers.

And if they killed Stella for the tape...

That means we could be looking at a conspiracy that goes all the way back to

Reynolds' murder.

Mark, we've got to go after them now.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute. If what you say is true and this is a conspiracy

that's gone on for over 20 years... Well, it has to be.

Well, then it could wait until you recover from your angioplasty, okay?

I guess you're right.

Good deal. I'll get it, Ernie.

And thanks, Mark.

I now know where the LAPD stores all of its spare dust.

What's inside the files?

Well, it's pretty much what Mannix told us.

Mott shooting, hit man unknown.

There's more to it than that. I am positive.

Mannix thinks it may be a conspiracy. Inside the police force has been going

for 25 years.

I hate to even think about something like that.

I guess if anybody would know, it would be Eggers. Unfortunately, he didn't feel

like volunteering that information. I suppose not.

Or maybe he did.

Ted Eggers was really gloating over the fact that I'd been ordered off the case.

If he was suspended from the police force, how'd he know that?

What are you looking for? Just a minute.

I'll know more when we talk to Mannix.

Where's Joe?

Mark, he's gone.

Gone? You sure they didn't take him up to O .R.? No, I paged Dr. Silver. He

never saw him.

Mark Maddox has disappeared.

Clark, what's so urgent we couldn't talk on the phone?

Now, trust me, you wouldn't want to talk about this on the phone.

Well, I do trust you.

If anyone else had asked me to meet them in an abandoned warehouse, I would have

hung up on them. Oh, you didn't hang up on Stella.

Who? The woman you killed here last night. The woman that's been

you for all these years.

Goodbye, Joe. You were a hell of a detective once.

You know, it bugged me that Stella would meet her mark in an abandoned warehouse

like this. I mean, why take that risk? Unless the person she was meeting

couldn't be seen in public.

Public figure like you.

What does Stella have on you, Clark?

Maddox! Get him up.

Nowhere.

I was 22 years old.

Trying to raise two kids on a beat cop salary.

Only way to do that was to borrow and borrow and borrow.

Only problem is I didn't have anything to pay it back with.

So you sold your badge and Lou Reynolds found someone who told him about it on

tape. I was a good cop, Joe.

My arrest record is among the best in the department.

Only sometimes you made sure that certain people never got caught.

Now a good cop never lets anyone.

Walk away from a crime they've committed.

Well, it must be wonderful living in a black and white world.

It's a shame you're the only one who manages to do it.

Tell me, Clark, when did Stella start asking for money?

A couple of months after George went to prison.

Well, why didn't you kill her then?

Contrary to what you might think, I'm not a killer.

She wasn't asking for much money, and it seemed like the best way to keep

everything quiet until you and that reporter started nosing around.

And Stella got greedy. So, uh, you kill me and, uh, hope everything goes away?

I'm sorry, Joe.

With your hands... Ah, I got Joe.

Hold on, Joe.

Please don't die on me.

Please.

Call an ambulance.

No more than a flesh wound, huh? You had a 90 % obstruction in that artery, my

friend. Luckily, we cleared it up without any complications.

You made a big thing out of nothing. Yeah.

You're going to have to make some big changes in your lifestyle when you get

of here.

No more gunshot wounds, for one thing. I'll work on it.

By the way, how did you know I was at the warehouse with Nichols?

The answers were in the case files all along.

Turns out that Nichols was the first cop on the scene when Lou Reynolds and Leon

Haynes were killed.

Now you add that up with Eggers and the car stolen from the police impound.

That all fits.

So when you couldn't find me, you called Tina and her assignment editor told you

where she was.

And so you guessed what I was up to. You got it.

I've known you a long time, Joe. I'd like to know you a little bit longer.

Oh, speaking of old friends, there's somebody here to see you.

Hi.

Tina. Story broke last night, all across the country.

Justice Department is launching a full -scale investigation of the police, and

the station's even talking about bumping me up to anchor.

You deserve it.

Thanks.

Nichols isn't talking, and they still haven't found the murder weapon yet, but

he's going down, taking a dozen cops with him.

But that's not what really matters, is it?

I can finally put the past behind me.

For the first time in my life, I know the truth.

Nichols killed my father.

George had nothing to do with it.

It had been so unfair to him.

And my mother.

But all that's going to change now, thanks to you.

Just doing my job.

No, it was more than that for both of us.

think Clark Nichols killed her father?

It all fits.

I don't know. Nichols is a shrewd politician. Very careful man.

Covers his tracks.

Why would he have kept the same rifle for 25 years?

I mean, think about that.

Who really has the most to gain?

Have you ever thought about going into the PI business? No.

Good. Because I don't think I could handle a competition.

Hey, where do you think you're going?

Mark, I've got to go.

Steve and I can handle it. We're on the way, Joe.

No, no.

I've got to see this through.

And you can't stop me.

You're not going alone.

Ann, you're coming right back here.

You've got my word.

I didn't expect to see you here.

That goes double for me.

Shouldn't you be in the hospital?

I've got a job to finish.

Amen. Thank you, Mr. Mannix, for giving me back my daughter.

Well, this whole thing is finally behind us, and we owe it all to you.

I'm afraid it's not over yet, George.

What do you mean? We nailed Nichols.

For murdering Stella, but he wasn't the person who killed your father.

But he...

Shot you with the very same rifle. No, I don't think so.

Nichols wouldn't have kept the murder weapon that long. He would have gotten

of it.

So, it's what we always thought. A professional hitman.

That's what you'd like us to believe.

Isn't it, Edie?

What do you mean?

It wasn't Nichols, the hitman, or the mob that killed Lou.

It was you.

Hold on a minute here. Let's all take a deep breath, huh, before this thing gets

out of hand. I mean, this doesn't make any sense. That's crazy. What reason

would Edie have for killing Lou?

Just one.

You abandoned Lou and Tina?

When you came back, Lou didn't want you.

He filed for divorce and sole custody. He was about to get it.

You couldn't let that happen.

You wanted Tina too much.

There was only one sure way you could get her back.

If you were the only parent left.

No.

No, this can't be right.

Tell him, Mother.

That's enough. It's time for you to leave.

You shot Lou with a hunting rifle.

Because of the story he was writing.

You were sure the murder would be blamed on the mob.

No one would ever suspect you.

And you'd get Tina back.

You made one mistake, Edie, taking that shot at me.

No professional killer would keep a murder weapon for two decades.

Joe, you got it all wrong.

Tell him he's making a mistake.

Please.

Tell him it isn't true.

Lou was going to have me declared an unfit mother.

I would have lost you.

Cruel thing is, I lost you anyway.

the right to remain silent.

And you say it can't and will be used against you.

I'm so sorry.

You never hurt anyone in your whole life.

At least of all your daddy.

Gina, honey, I'm going to find out who did, huh?

And then I'm going to come back.

When I do, we're going to spend some time together, okay?

Promise? Sure.

How many times do I have to come here and run for you?

Pretend you're chasing bad guys.

I thought you didn't want me to chase anybody.

I saw Tina on the news last night. She was great.

Yeah, and the station offered to give her a leave of absence, but she said

would be the best therapy. And I hear from George that they've spent some time

together. Oh, good.

Maybe now she'll let him be the father to her he always wanted to be.

Well, your EKG looks great.

You know you may be in better health right now than you've been in years.

Good. Because I've now got more cases than ever. Thanks to Tina's news report.

I thought you said you were going to slow down.

I didn't say that.

You did.

She's faced tragedy and triumph, but when a colleague needs her help, how

she find the cure?

Dr. Quinn.

Then, if a magical paper led you to the one you've waited for, would you

use it to keep her from another? Early Edition, CBS.