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Going down.

He's paralyzed. He's going to lie there like that for the rest of his day.

What's wrong?

I want you to go away from here.

And I don't want you to come back for at least a year.

They got him.

After you.

I hate high ladders.

Kid, this is one of the things that makes this job so fascinating.

Here we go.

Could that possibly be what I think it is?

Not nearly as aggressive. Doesn't seem to have the tiger in him tonight, but we

have seen the champion exhibit in the past.

Escobar continues to pursue Harper. He pins Harper against the ropes. Now,

Harper's covering up with both gloves.

Escobar digs two hooks to the body, another right to the body. Now he goes

the head. Harper continues to cover up, and I believe the champion has lost

another round as we come to the end of round number five.

I have to be candid, ladies and gentlemen. I have to be...

Tony Harper, the champion, looks as bad as we've ever seen him tonight. In fact,

he got a little... He's winning. That's the ball.

Harper. You know,

the people closest to Harper have been saying all along his heart just doesn't

seem to be in this one. I must agree that all the rumors we've been hearing

to be coming true.

Tony Harper is not... Rumors?

What rumors?

I never heard no rumors. In fact, he has backpedaled throughout this fight.

Well... I hate to mention this, Pete, but unless they revise the manual, I

think you'll find anything about listening to athletic events while on

surveillance. Wait a minute.

And for the first time tonight, Harper is mad. He is fighting like he means it.

He swarms Escobar. A left, a right, another right hand.

Escobar is down.

One, two, three, four, five.

I knew he was going to win. Didn't I tell you he was going to win?

I knew he was gonna win.

Nine, ten, that's it, it's all over. Tony Harper's just knocked out Mario

Escobar after two minutes and 15 seconds of the sixth round.

Frank, Marv, take a hike.

Tom, call Benny Hummel.

Tell him to get over here right away, as fast as he can make it.

Hey, friend, don't you know it's Saturday?

You know, I just can't get over it.

I'm amazed.

Imagine finding all four of you in one spot at one time.

Four of the most elusive people in the entire department. Would you care to sit

down? Why here? Why can't we do it in my office? No, you get too bossy over in

your office.

Territorial imperative, I guess. So if you don't mind.

Come on.

Okay.

I'm pulling you off the machine shop thing. Now, that should make your day a

little brighter, huh? If I had to climb that ladder one more time, I would have

asked for a slight pay.

Now, Pete, what's your theory on the Harper shooting?

Mob -style hit.

Grayson, right in his own backyard.

Obviously punitive.

I'd have to agree with you, especially since we just found out Jack Ballard

his shirt on the Escobar fight.

Close to one million dollars.

Anybody care to draw any brilliant conclusions?

I'll have to wait here until we get him settled, Mrs. Harper.

Mrs. Harper?

Excuse me.

We're from the police. This is Sergeant Crowley. I'm Sergeant Anderson. What are

you doing?

They just told us to the desk downstairs that they moved. I think I have to sit

down.

I don't think so.

Not even dressed as a gardener.

Well, do you recognize him? Have you ever seen him anyplace else? Why?

His name is Jack Ballard, Mrs. Harper. He runs the book, bookmaking, for most

this state.

Now, why should I know someone like that?

This morning, the officer you talked to, well, he found out that Ballard lost

close to a million dollars when your husband knocked out Mario Vespa. Which

means that organized crime was expecting an upset.

They expected your husband to lose, even though he was fighting a very

unimpressive contender. Tony Harper never did a crooked thing in his life.

This is Harper.

Mrs. Harper, I wasn't accusing your husband of anything.

No?

Oh, well, I could have sworn that I heard the word fit, if not our intention

make things any more difficult. Listen, I have something to tell you, both of

you. I've known Tony Harper since the ninth grade, and he is the sweetest man

the world.

He's so honest, it's pathetic.

And I keep yelling at him because he lets people walk all over him like a

doormat.

And he doesn't drink and doesn't run around.

And for your information, he has never had one acquaintance or connection with

any gangster alive.

Have you got that?

What's the matter?

I'll give you three guesses.

Hey, come on. Jody.

Hey, what am I, poisoned or something?

Sorry. I'm late for work.

Be a little late.

You feel better when you get there.

Now, what's the matter?

That car thing again, huh? You should hear her in there.

She's got me stopping along the way and picking up every mail from 6 to 60.

It's not funny.

You can't even be trusted by your own mother.

And I've been a thing compared to most of the kids around here.

After you've almost destroyed my life, you walked out on me after 25 years for

much younger woman, remember?

Didn't care about me then, did you?

I was left alone, bewildered, heartbroken, not knowing which way to

Oh, no, nothing mattered to you then.

Not because of this.

Oh, Mikey, Bob Anderson just got what he wanted no matter what.

Two little peas in a pod.

I'll bet you took her side again, didn't you?

How am I ever going to raise a decent kid if you go around agreeing with every

little whim she gets in her head?

She's 18, you know. I mean, she wants to buy a car.

I can't stop her.

Well, I've got news for you, Ben.

You aren't ever going to stop her.

You stopped trying the first day she ever learned to say daddy.

That's why she's so spoiled.

That's why she doesn't care about anybody but herself.

Well, I've got news for you. She isn't going off on any trip all by herself.

Drifting in and out of one motel to another from here to New York City.

Hello. Sonny?

Yeah? I assume you heard the news.

About what?

Our friend.

He's at County General Hospital and he didn't die.

Benny? Benny, do you hear me?

I told you it wasn't any good.

Yeah, you told me. But I don't think any of us want to be embarrassed by your

lack of commitment.

So hustle over there to the hospital and get your mess cleaned up, huh?

I'd appreciate it.

Maybe I'll get a chance to sleep tonight.

I hope you heard what I said.

Because for once in your life, you're going to take the responsibility of

a father.

Jody's going to be right here enrolled in beauty college so she can learn a

decent profession.

So she doesn't get stuck in some little house with

a husband who doesn't care whether she lives or takes a fun job.

I wonder why they come up with names like that. What, Dave Fisher or Four

Boy?

Excuse me, can you tell me where I might find Dave Fisher?

Hello, Clifford.

Hey, Fernand. Yeah, we're with the police department. I'm Sergeant Crowley.

is Sergeant Anderson.

Well,

I guess it doesn't take any great genius to guess that you're probably here

about Tony.

He is your brother -in -law, is that correct?

For years and years and years.

And you can bet that if I had any idea what happened to Tony, I wouldn't be

sitting around here.

Hey, Jake, turn that thing off, will you?

I can hardly hear myself think.

Besides being related, Tony Harper also happens to be your partner in this

restaurant, isn't he? That's not any monumental secret.

Have you ever seen this man before?

Yeah,

I guess so. Maybe in the newspapers.

He ever been in here?

Oh, come on. The guy's, you know, a hood.

I understand you've been losing money in this place ever since you opened it.

Whether you know it or not, it takes a long time to get a place like this on

feet. Two years.

Sometimes more.

And we didn't borrow a single dime from a gangster, if that's what you mean.

I'd like to know who you've been talking to.

Oh, I'll bet you've been chewing the ear off my baby sister.

Yeah, well, she's no more cooperative than you are.

Even less.

Which is kind of too bad for the whole family, because it makes us jump to the

conclusion that maybe somebody's got something to hide.

Excuse me.

You can't go in there. I just wondered how he was doing.

You will have to ask his doctor. Yeah, please, lady. Look, I'm his uncle.

And I haven't seen the doctor. And I've been very worried about him.

What did you say your name was?

John Harper.

I'm his uncle, John.

Well, it's not good.

It's not going to be easy for anybody to live with.

He's paralyzed, Mr. Harper.

He's going to lie there like that for the rest of his days.

Can't move, can't talk, can't reach any of us in any way.

Yeah.

Shouldn't there be some kind of guard at the door here?

What's there left to guard?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Harper.

We have to talk to you for a minute.

Sure, come on in. Why not?

The

reason

it's in such a mess, I've been going over all these letters the mail's been

pouring in.

It's pretty hard when you're the worst letter writer in the world.

Nobody's any worse than I am.

You should try to read some of my reports sometime.

You're not kidding.

Sometimes we even have to translate them into English.

This is a letter from a 12 -year -old boy in Montana.

Dear Champ, I just saw on television that maybe you can't ever fight again.

Maybe. M -A -B -E -E.

Well, I know for sure how you must be feeling.

Because I had an accident last year.

The day after Christmas.

And I've been in a...

Wheelchair, too. And I'll probably never be able to walk again in my whole life.

If you prefer, we can come back later.

No.

No, just get it over with and then please leave me alone.

All right.

We'll try to be as brief as possible.

The reason we're here is that it's come to our attention that your husband

gambles.

Oh.

And who told you that?

One of those people you pay?

It's been going on for over a year and involves very substantial sums of money.

Oh, sure. He's a regular hustler.

Just ask one of those degenerates that you pay for your information. I'm sorry,

Mrs. Harper. We got the information from your brother, Dave.

We both feel that what he told us could be tremendously important.

Oh, I'm sure.

And maybe when I write the little boy from Montana, I'll tell him, too,

since it's out, it doesn't matter who knows, does it? What we need, Mrs.

is a link.

Now, that's what's essential. We need the name of the man who's been supplying

your husband with tips.

You'll have to excuse me for not inviting you to stay, but you can see I

lot of work to do.

You know, Mrs. Harper, this is our second time around with you.

And what really bothers me, I don't understand why you act so miserable

the fact that we're trying to help.

Help?

You help somebody with kindness, with understanding.

Not by telling them that the person they love is a pug who throws championship

fights. And the both of you think that.

And I can't help but admit that it's making me sick.

Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to go in there and I'm going to take something

to keep my head from... Falling off.

Callie. Yeah.

Hi, Sergeant. This is Dave Fisher.

I just found something that might make your day.

Oh?

That would be a pleasant change.

Well, I was going through Tony's desk, just kind of cleaning things up.

And I ran across the piece of paper he always used when he called his bookie.

There's no name, just a number, but maybe you could trace it or something.

Well, that ought to help a little, shouldn't it?

There it is, 5912.

Yeah, Pete.

You know, it's really hard to believe they hardly use a dump like that.

All you have to do is come in with a pile of dirty socks, and nobody would

look at them twice.

Especially if they were yours.

Yeah, okay.

Hi, shorty.

Need a boot?

I think you can make it by yourself.

Oh, really?

Give me a room.

Well... Thank you.

Huh.

There's a nice little bit of Americana.

They got themselves a followed gold alarm.

You know something?

I bet if the alarm went off, we'd get a call.

The market, he's sold.

Well, hello, Moby Dick.

Come on, Pete. I busted that fat large tub in there three just in time.

King Daddy Sleeves.

Yeah. What do we got?

Some of movie's love letters.

Listen to this.

Tulip, 25.

Xenia, 75.

Carnation, 100 and a quarter.

And so on and so on.

Oh, and say sheets.

You know something?

None of it's admissible in court.

You know who I am.

They blink your eyes. You've never seen me before.

Don't you remember last Saturday morning?

I'm in front of your house.

And the guy went bang.

my reputation, you know that?

Tough guy.

Tough as nails, my kid.

Too tough for your own personal good.

Sure. Remember what I got you.

All these tubes, all this.

Tough.

Well, that's why I'm here.

Yeah, because I just want you to realize... Just whose fault it is that

this happened?

Of a champion of the world. Oh, yeah, yeah.

Too tough to be handled, huh?

Well, hey, Mr. Pure, all you had to do was lie down flat on the canvas.

For ten seconds.

You would have got up, you would have been off the hook, and you would have

yourself another shot at Escobar.

Yeah, now you know that there ain't no such thing as tough, huh?

Yeah, maybe when you grow up, you know that there's no such thing as pure.

Even Tony Harper, champion of the world, sportsman of the year, sneaking around,

putting down action on the ponies.

Well, that's a criminal act, my friend, you know. I mean, that's against the

law, just the same as murder.

Listen, when they told me that it was you,

I said no.

But I know no difference.

Well, I think he's doing better today.

He's feeling fine.

12 by 50 to units.

We're all set.

He's in the booth.

Roger.

Here he comes.

Hi, how you doing?

I'll be with you in a minute.

Now can I help you? Yeah, I got a few shirts I'd like you to take care of. How

soon can I get them? Tomorrow morning, 10 o 'clock on.

You want some heavy starch or light? Oh, no, no starch.

I like soft things on my body, you know what I mean?

No starch.

Hey, will you excuse me a minute? My girl's off today.

Every day she's got a different excuse.

Yeah, I know the type.

Leonard. Hello, babe. This is Carnation.

I want the first, the fifth, and the seventh.

Santa needed today.

Hold it a minute, will you?

Okay, Carnation, I'm ready.

Okay.

And the first, that's 75 bucks on Major Kim.

Going down.

We're on.

Are you in it the easy way or the hard way?

Well, it looks nice and cozy in here.

How we doing?

Well, we're just doing fantastic, aren't we? All right, so I was making book.

So we're stupid and I got caught. I'll take my medicine.

But don't try to tie me in with Tony Harper or Jack Ballard because there's

way in the world that you're ever going to do that.

You're something else, Moby.

I gotta say, you've got a lot of guts.

I've been a cop about 18 years.

I've just never seen a man so anxious to go back to prison.

Come on, man. My parole officer won't violate me for bookmaking.

That's true.

He won't violate you for bookmaking.

But he will violate you for this.

You want to tell him where you found it, Sergeant Anderson?

Would you believe of all places in a barrel of soap?

Oh, by the way, I ran it. It was taken in a burglary in Arizona.

San Quentin, my man.

Five years of hard time.

Five!

Only probably you won't survive the first 24 hours.

I know some dudes up there slit your throat before they got close enough to

to say hi -dee -ho. So what's the difference?

If I roll over for you people, there'll be a contract out on me by the end of

the day.

Okay.

Here's your only chance to stay alive, Moby.

You go along with us, and I'll guarantee you three things.

One, your grand jury testimony will be secret.

Two, we'll give you around -the -clock protection.

And three, I'll fix it up with your parole officer so you can leave this

and set up a new identity someplace else.

I want some coffee.

Fine.

Somebody give me a cigarette?

Nobody around here smokes.

Okay, it was Jack Ballard.

He's my bank. He runs the whole thing.

And he had you set up, Harper.

He had me feed him some sure things for almost a year.

Until I really got his trust.

Then before the Escobar fight, you gave him a bummer. Some old nag with three

hind legs.

So he'd lose a bundle he didn't have, right?

It was a lot simpler than that.

Jack just told him if he didn't play ball, the Boston Commission would find

he was a compulsive gambler.

That is the easy way, isn't it? Only Harper wouldn't take the dive, so Jack

upset and blew him away.

Jack don't even blow his own nose, if you know what I mean.

Who got the contract?

Maybe you did, sweetheart.

I haven't seen Jackson since almost a month before the fight.

Varnish is served.

Okay, now here's the deal.

Before I testify or sign my name even to an autograph, I'm making one more

stipulation.

While I'm here in this city, she's part of my protection.

How's the family been?

Fine.

How about that daughter of yours? What does she know about the... what?

Eighteen.

Getting married, I suppose.

Her mother wants her to go to beauty school.

Beauty school.

While you're in luck, kid, I can help you with the tuition.

I've got something that's got to go right away.

Moby Dick was arrested today.

They busted his book.

Maybe that's just a coincidence.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.

Life and death is made up of maybes.

Yeah, well... Oh, Jack, uh... You know, I, uh... I've

been thinking that, uh... Maybe you could get somebody else, you know,

after the last time... Hey, come on, Benny. It's like diving off a high

You cream yourself, you get up, and you do it all over again. What's the big

deal? You should be feeling great about violating a slob like him. You'd be

doing society a favor.

Yeah, well, you know, I sort of been thinking of, you know, sort of giving it

up. I mean, going away someplace, you know, and getting a new start.

That's not unreasonable. I don't oppose that. I like to see people retire.

But look at all we've been through together.

Don't you think you owe me one last favor?

Sir, would you be interested in subscribing to one of five fabulous

Well, good as you look, we can come in and talk about it.

Anything happening?

Well, I tell you, he snores a lot. Other than that, it's been pretty dull.

What more could a girl ask for?

You take care, you club.

Have a lot of fun.

Thank you.

Hubba, hubba, hubba.

Look who's got the ditty.

Go back to sleep.

How can I do that now that I've seen you?

Well, that's a little conflict you'll have to work out all by yourself.

I've had lots of girlies up here, sweetheart.

Maybe you don't believe that.

I believe I believe.

Some of them just as pretty as you.

And when they're nice to me, I buy them nice expensive presents.

Mr. Whalen, we're going to be spending a lot of time together, so let's get a

few things straight.

Number one, I am not enchanted by expensive presents.

Number two, you're on candid microphone, and Sergeant Crowley's sitting across

the hall with a 12 -gauge shotgun.

The first time he hears one breath of amorous breathing, he's going to come

busting through that door like a volcano.

And that, I think, just about says it all.

Hey, how about a little service?

Daddy.

Yes, it is where you've been earning your keep, huh?

Well, at that time you got around to taking a look.

Hey, do you want something?

Yeah, just call.

On me.

Hey, is something wrong?

I just had a little free time. Probably come down and check you out, that's all.

Hmm. How much I got to pay you now?

$1 .75 plus tips and all I can eat.

Well, I've been thinking, you know. I think you should start getting that line

on that car you want right now.

What's the point till I can afford something decent? The point is,

don't jump on something, it never happens.

You start looking for the car, right? I take care of anything over what you

already got to say.

All right?

All right.

Are you a waiter?

Bring me two more Mai Tais.

You're going to have to drink them yourself, Mr. Whalen. Good.

Then maybe I'll still be loaded when I go before the grand jury tomorrow.

You're going to blow the whole thing.

They know me in here. No one's going to believe it. I would rather don't drink.

You're right, Mr. Whalen.

You are not out with the broad.

I'm a police officer. There's a lady sitting over at the table there with Mr.

Whalen. Would you ask her to come out here for a minute? Sure. I'll see what I

can do.

Excuse

me, miss.

There's a policeman who'd like to see you at the reservation desk.

Oh, Bill.

I think so.

No!

I won't. Gee, I don't know.

How are you feeling?

Well, there's still enough of me left to testify, if that's what you mean.

My thanks to you people.

Well, you don't need us, Moby.

Dr. Fisher got a built -in armored vest there.

You know, I've taken a lot of kidding.

I've gotten a lot of abuse, and I've been called some pretty cruel names.

But for once in my life, I'd be glad to get down on my knees and thank God for

making me fat.

While you're at it, you can also thank him for sending an uninspired hitman.

I've been thinking about that.

All I can figure is, Jack must have used the same idiot that couldn't put Tony

Harper away.

Do you know how weird that is?

Jack's got all the money in the world. He wouldn't deal with somebody that

wasn't a pro.

And yet, this guy made every amateur mistake in the book.

He never went for a headshot. He used the same gun twice.

He even waltzed up and laid a five -buck tip on the maitre d' at the restaurant.

Well, I wish I could tell you what he looked like. You just relax and get

healthy.

We'll have somebody in the room at all times and a couple of people stashed in

the corridor.

Wait a minute.

You don't think he's going to try it again?

Me? Yeah, well, I already got one, your mother doesn't drive.

Oh, Daddy, it's beautiful.

Who did this?

I'd like to know who bought this car.

What's the difference who bought the car?

I mean, it's a good car, safe, got a couple thousand miles, runs like a top.

Hey, Mom, I'm going to pay him back.

Just like you've always paid us back for everything else, huh? So why should she

have to?

She can quit her job.

driving around, showing off in a new car that she doesn't need.

So let her. It might do her some good.

Sure. While you're at it, why don't you send her cross -country on that trip?

Let her do any single thing she wants to do.

Maybe what bothers you, Mother, is in your own mind. Did you ever stop to

about that?

Hey.

I hate you.

You ruin everything.

Everything I've ever had in my life.

Don't you ever hit her again.

What'll you do, Ben?

Put me out of my misery?

You don't know how to be that kind.

You've got an 18 -year -old daughter named Jody. She walks to work along

Franklin Avenue every morning at 9 o 'clock.

Fact, she wears short dresses.

She's got pretty legs.

It'd be impossible for anybody to miss her.

Hey, who's this?

I think you know, Benny.

So you better get over to the hospital and earn your money.

We want it finished by tomorrow.

By the time your little girl walks along Franklin Avenue going to work.

I want you to get up, get dressed, and pack some clothes.

Enough for two or three days.

Why? I don't want you to leave.

I want you to start your trip.

I want you to go away from here.

And I don't want you to come back for at least a year.

Daddy, what are you talking about?

There's enough here to take care of it all.

How can I just leave without even any kind of a reason?

Well, look, Jody, you have to trust me. It has to be because I'd say what I

want, Dennis, if you couldn't.

I can't.

Look, maybe you go to one of them little towns like in Vermont.

Yeah, with the red barns, you know, like we used to talk about.

The dead row.

And they have the big maple trees.

And the peaceful nights were all full of fireflies.

And in the winter, all the snow up to here.

And the frozen ponds.

Now, you want some more education?

There's money for that, too.

You could be a nurse.

And you'd do something to make me proud.

I love you more than anything in the world, sweetheart. You know that, don't

you?

Oh, Daddy.

I don't care what you've done. It doesn't make any difference.

Only I don't want to live any place that you won't be.

You know, I remember when they brought you home from the hospital.

All wrapped in your little blankets.

And you put your head right where it is now, right here.

And you went to sleep.

I'll never forget that, sweetheart.

And that thing's about me, and you're never gonna forget.

Dr. Steven.

Dr. Norton.

Norton.

Sixth floor.

Yeah, a guy just came in.

He looks like our boy. He's on his way now.

Okay, set.

Okay, stand by.

Things could be happening.

We've got a maybe and he's already in the elevator.

Standing by.

It didn't stop.

It stopped on 8th.

That's Harper's floor.

Go into Harper's.

You stay with Waylon just in case. Yes.

Just watch out for the 8th floor.

I don't know what it's like when you go over.

And I don't know if you see angels, devils, none

at all.

But whatever it's like, it's got to be better for you than it is right here.

This time he took first prize.

Two shots, two hits.

Perfect score.

Let's go get Ballard now.

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