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Don't thank me. I don't like you.

You're going out on the streets, but look for me.

You're on borrowed time, you hear me?

How can I give you more time?! I understand.

But we've got a chance to bust all of them. Give me four days.

You're not taking my son out of school. I'm not gonna let you.

Only until you testify. In other words, kidnap.

Any false statements you may make to protect Mr. Marcos

will make you liable to criminal prosecution...

On charges of murder. Murder?

If I'm sent up, I'm a dead man.

I don't know if you're telling the truth about the rest of it,

but you're right about that.

Well?

Hold it, George, right there.

Spread 'em. Ah, Baretta, what's the matter now?

Put 'em back here.

You're under arrest for the murder of Jake Creel.

Jake is dead?

If he's murdered, that means he's dead, dummy!

When did this happen?

3:30 this afternoon. I couldn't have done it.

I was with my old lady from 9:00 in the morning.

I wouldn't kill him. He's like my old man to me.

He was like your old man? Yeah.

How come you were number one in his organization

and he busted you down to errand boy

if he was like an old man to you?

This happened months ago. Yeah?

Me and Jake, we been together for 15 years.

I don't even believe he's dead.

Well, you better start believing it.

Change your mind about that lawyer, hear what I'm saying?

I won't need a lawyer. My old lady is my alibi.

Yeah? Yeah.

I spent the day with her.

Miss Lake?

Yes. Come in.

Would you sit down over here, please?

Would you care for a cup of coffee? No, thank you.

I'm Inspector Karl Shiller.

Would you state your name, please? Terry Lake.

Now, you're here to make a statement concerning

the whereabouts of George Marcos this afternoon.

Do you know George Marcos?

Yes. Miss Lake, a transcript is going to be made

of this interview and you're going to be asked to sign it.

I want to warn you, any false statements you make

to protect Mr. Marcos will make you liable

to criminal prosecution on charges of perjury

and as an accessory before and after the fact to murder.

Now, do you understand that?

Murder? That's right.

Now, do you understand what I've said?

Yes. Yes.

All right, now I want you to answer this question.

Was George Marcos with you at any time

during this afternoon?

No, he was not. He was not with you?

No, he was not with me.

He was at my house this morning at about 9:30

and he stayed for an hour and then he had to leave.

Then he called at about 5:00

and said that he had some business,

but he had taken care of the business,

and he wanted to take me out to dinner

so I waited around for him and he never arrived.

When Mr. Marcos was talking to you on the telephone,

did he sound nervous or upset or excited?

No.

Anything else you want to add? No.

All right.

Thank you, that's all.

♪ You've been on time ♪

♪ But you're gonna pay your dues... ♪

Hey, dummy. Answer the phone.

♪ And you're gonna pay your dues... ♪

Hello? Shiller: Baretta?

Tony, you there?

Thanks, partner. Baretta?

Yeah, hello?

No, that's a cousin of mine from Philly.

What do you want?

He wants to talk now?

What is he, nuts or what?

Give him a shot of something. Put him to sleep.

Oh, you guys, man!

Thanks a lot.

All right, I'll be right over.

I was framed.

Huh. Ain't we all, sweetheart?

It's 2:30 in the morning and you tell me you were framed?

Take a cab, Charlie.

You better have a good story.

Baretta, I was with her.

She's my old lady, we been tight for months.

It was her day off. We're always together on her day off.

Ain't that fascinating? We got a half a dozen witnesses that put you

at the scene of the crime with the rifle in your hand,

your clothes on, your car, your license plate...

Bull, Baretta, I was with her!

From 9:00 in the morning! Happy days, he was with her.

It's a setup! I know who's behind it! Terrific!

Baretta, you're the only cop with guts enough

and brains enough to believe me.

Will you just hear me out one moment?

I'm listening. Creel's dead.

With Creel gone, who takes over his action?

The other outfit... Danell.

That's right, Danell.

I'll tell you something. It bugged Danell

that Creel was getting all the ink in the paper,

that Creel had a lock on the transportation dispute.

Creel got the construction contracts when the building codes were revised.

So what? Who cares?

Danell and Creel couldn't hit it off!

They couldn't work with each other.

Danell went to the Commission, asked for a special meeting.

You know what the "Commission" is?

Yeah, I know the Commission. Go on.

The Commission ruled against Danell,

and what the Commission says is law.

The Commission went against Danell?

Mm-mm.

They got too much at stake to allow one mob to go against another.

The Commission is there to make everything go smooth.

I'm telling you, Danell hit Creel,

and what do you think the Commission would do if they knew that?

They'd take Danell out. That's right.

That's why Danell had to make the hit look

like it came from within Creel's organization... make it look airtight.

Scratch Creel, Danell inherits;

scratch Danell and the whole thing could come apart.

Ah, now we come to what's in it for you.

I get you off the hook, the Commission drops Danell right in my lap, huh?

Baretta, if you prove that I was framed,

you blow holes in that organization.

Yeah...

but we're missing in one area... the girl.

What's she doing all this for?

She's making all this kind of mess.

Do you know what could happen to her?

She could get knocked off for making this trouble. For what?

What's she doing it for? I don't know about her, man.

Oh, you don't know about her.

I wish I had her right here.

I'd grab her by the neck to find out. Yeah, sure, okay.

All right.

Maybe they got something on her.

You find out what that is,

maybe you got the key to the whole thing.

Maybe.

Baretta? It's interesting.

Interesting.

I'm gonna get into it tomorrow.

Baretta? Yeah?

If I'm sent up... I'm a dead man.

I don't know if you're telling the truth about the rest of it,

but you're right about that.

You're right. Get some sleep.

Charlie? Put this guy to bed.

Freddie, why would a guy like Marcos lie?

He told me enough to get himself snuffed for sure

and if he was gonna lie, why would he tell me a story like that?

Then there's Danell...

a lot of ambition there.

I'm sure he wanted to see Creel out of the way.

And if he did, that's how he'd do it.

He'd set up some guy like Marcos...

Set him up good.

Then on the other hand, a guy like Marcos,

he knows how to kill people.

Why would he go running around with a rifle

so a lot of witnesses could see him?

You know what, my man?

You're gonna have to stay here and take a nap for both of us,

'cause I got a little biz.

One on the ground floor is very nice,

Mr...? Billy.

"Ramblin' Jersey Bill" Peaches is what they call me.

There is a cleaning fee,

and I'd want an extra month's rent in advance.

Baretta: No problem at all.

You know we pay all utilities.

And the damage deposit is refundable

if you leave everything the way you found it.

Mr. Potter, my disposal unit is broken.

Could you fix it? I'm sorry to hear that.

Sweet William is the name. Jersey Bill.

He's a songwriter, Miss Lake.

Rhythm and blues, by trade.

Would you like to hear just a smidgen?

Well no, I can't, I'm late for work.

I'm gonna have to go.

I'll take care of that disposal for you.

Thank you very much. Good to meet you, "Sweet William."

Very nice to meet you, and I'm sorry to hear about your unit.

That's a real nice lady. She's a singer, too.

She's a singer? We have a full kitchen here

and a disposal... Hold on, young man, the negotiations are over.

I'll take it.

You didn't tell me this was going to be murder. So now you know.

Did it go all right with the cops?

It went fine. Getting nervous?

Don't. You made an agreement.

Do you want to get your money and be alive to spend it?

I'm in it to the end, all right?

Baretta singing: ♪ Honey, how long? ♪

♪ Babe, how long? ♪

♪ Honey, babe, how long is love? ♪

♪ How long? ♪

♪ Babe, how long ♪

♪ Has that evenin' train been gone? ♪

♪ How long? ♪

♪ Babe, how long...? ♪

Hey, Foley, it's Baretta.

Never mind why I'm whispering, dummy.

I want you to check on a chick named Terry Lake.

Get me anything you can on a bank account.

Yeah, yeah, all over town.

All right.

Now, I want you also to check

on a joint on 11th Street named "Remo's."

See about the owner... If there's any kinda connection

between Jake Creel or Danell in that club.

All right, you got it now?

No, you don't have to repeat it back to me.

Remember, I'm asking for bananas, don't bring peaches.

All right, goodbye.

♪ I said someday ♪

♪ The worm would turn ♪

♪ This is a lesson ♪

♪ That you've got to learn ♪

♪ Now it's time for you ♪

♪ To pay your dues ♪

♪ And it's time for you ♪

♪ To have your blues ♪

♪ Get away... ♪

Mimi, let me use your phone.

Why don't you use your own phone?

I'm lonely. Besides, ain't nothing to look at

in that ol' hole of mine over there.

Yes... may I speak to Terry Lake, please?

She isn't?

Oh, her day off.

Well, thank you very much.

Hmm. Hmm-hmm.

Very interesting. Mimi, my dove,

I got this girl, Terry Lake.

I know she's running scared

yet, here she keeps two jobs,

just like clockwork... no interruptions, nothing, everything's cool.

All of a sudden, this morning

she disappears from me and I can't find her.

What does your...

"feminine framus" tell you is going on?

She's probably tired of you hanging around.

Oh, thank you.

Have some banana cake.

Thank you.

Oh, have you read the papers?

No, I haven't read the papers,

but I did see Terry Lake

talking to a very interesting weasel

named Ryan.

That's also fascinating.

That's terrific.

Foley, Baretta.

What do you got for me?

Wow! Thank you.

Huh.

What's the Organized Crime number?

1-4-1-5.

What's so interesting in the papers?

George Marcos' trial date is set

and you have approximately three weeks.

Ha! Oh.

Terry Lake has got 25 G's in the bank.

Now, if I had 25 G's in the bank,

I would not have two jobs...

I damn sure would not have one job.

You and me would be in the Bahamas, sucking on coconuts.

What's that number? 1-4-1-5.

1-4-1-5.

Hello, Jason? Tony Baretta.

What do you got on that club?

Zilch, huh?

Ah, fascinating. So what? So we struck out.

I'm going to throw a name at you.

Ryan... Alvin Ryan.

Yeah, small-timer in the rackets...

He did? This gets more interesting all the time.

Never mind what I'm talking about 'cause I don't know.

Danell just moved Ryan up to the number two spot

in his organization.

Mimi, I don't understand any of this,

but the whole thing is getting' fascinating.

It's about time.

Ummm.

You taste good, like banana cake should.

Woman: ♪ My funny valentine ♪

♪ Sweet, comic valentine ♪

♪ You make me smile ♪

♪ With my heart ♪

♪ Your looks are laughable ♪

♪ Unphotographable ♪

♪ Yet, you're my favorite work of art ♪

♪ Is your figure less than Greek? ♪

♪ Is your mouth ♪

♪ A little weak ♪

♪ When you open it to speak? ♪

♪ Are you smart? ♪

♪ Don't change a hair for me ♪

♪ Not if you really care for me ♪

♪ Stay little valentine ♪

♪ Stay ♪

♪ Each day is Valentine's Day. ♪

Hello, there! Oh, hi, Ramblin' Jersey...

Just call me Sweet William. They call me that sometimes.

I hope you're not mad at me. I just had to drop by.

Mr. Potter told me where you worked.

Mr. Potter is a gossip.

When he told me you were a singer,

I had to see what kind of notes would come out of that kind of machine.

Like my ol' man always used to say,

if you wanna know the fiddle, just listen to the tune.

You're fiddle's in pretty good shape. Can I buy you a drink?

No, not really, I'm gonna have to go.

Stay for a minute because...

I wanted to have a professional talk with you, being a singer myself.

When I sing, usually I use a Midwestern accent

when I get my tunes going.

Sometimes I think I ought to sing the way I talk.

What's your opinion on that?

I've heard your singing... Uh-huh.

Why don't you try a foreign language?

You're teasing me, aren't you? No, I'm not.

Say, my singing doesn't bother you does it?

No, I'm hardly ever home. You like some of the songs I write, though?

Yeah, your songs are... they're good,

but they're just... They're not my style.

Not quite my style. What's that guy waving at, me or you?

That's my boss. I have to go now.

Well, you come back.

I got a lot of different styles. I'll come back.

Have a banana daiquiri and we'll talk the whole thing over.

Hi, there, sugar! How's your jukebox?

My jukebox is fine, thank you.

My car won't start. Your car won't start?

Ol' Sweet William has been known to have the hands

of a brain surgeon. Let me do a little research.

From letter A to letter B... ah-ha!

Seems like somebody ate your distributor cap.

I know you don't know what I'm talking about,

but if you don't replace it, your car won't start at all.

That's great! How am I supposed to get to work?

Well now, why don't you just

climb up on my Pinto with me.

I'll not only take you to work,

but I'll buy you a little lunch in the bargain.

Is that thing of yours safe?

My motorcycle's safe... Hop on.

Terry: Where'd you say you were from, Ramblin'?

Actually, I'm from New Jersey. Nutley, New Jersey is where I'm from,

but at a very early age, I got the rambling fever.

So I picked up a guitar instead of driving a truck

on account of it's easier to drive a guitar. I've been rambling ever since.

You make a living as a singer?

Darling, actually I just make my living off the fat of the land.

I lay there and let it come to me.

Talking about working... You're a real stroker yourself.

You keep two jobs, huh? All work and no play makes jack.

Yeah, but I hate to see you working so hard.

I just live life on the natch, and I ain't as pretty as you.

I wanna go to Europe and I wanna go in style.

And I like to work...

I like my job at the club.

You get ready to go to Europe,

this minstrel man will carry your bags for you.

How's that? I never made that scene before. Okay.

They only give me half an hour for lunch. Oh, yeah?

Let's get going.

You fixed my car, you don't have to buy lunch.

If we're going to Europe, you got to save your nickels.

Come on.

I'll tell you what. What?

You go ahead and go to work, I'm gonna stay here awhile.

Your enhancing charm, wit, poise and personality

has inspired me to write a tune,

and I'm just gonna sit down and whip it out on a napkin.

I'll see you later. Bye bye.

Bye bye.

Sit down a minute! Who do you think you're pushing around?

Seen one of these before? Look what I'm showing you.

Sit down! Don't get nervous.

I want to talk to your boss, Joe "The Hammer."

You tell him Tony Baretta, Detective Tony Baretta,

is working on something he's interested in.

You understand what I'm saying? Yeah, I understand.

All right. Tell your girlfriend, don't be so tense.

Hi, Joe.

Long time, Baretta.

It's been a while.

You wanna talk?

Yeah.

I think we got business together. Move, Charlie.

I wanna talk to you about the Commission, Joe.

I'm just a carpenter, Baretta. That's why they call me Joe "The Hammer."

Yeah, sure.

Somebody iced Jake Creel.

That's good.

The cops picked the right man. He deserves whatever he gets.

What if I told you he was set up?

He's a patsy. You saying he was?

I'm saying I ain't wasting your time and I ain't wasting mine.

You prove it to me that he's innocent.

Them gunsels you got following me around,

call 'em off. Let me work by myself.

Danell's got some guys watching a broad,

and your guys could gum up everything.

Let me work alone, okay? You got all the answers, huh?

I ain't got no answers yet. If I did, you'd be the first to know.

Charlie, pull over.

Tell the Commission I got their best interests at heart.

Baretta. Yeah?

You keep in touch.

All right.

Hi, Terry. Billy!

Yeah, well, I gotta tell you something.

What? My name ain't Peaches.

It's Tony Baretta. I been following you around for three weeks

and I ain't no singer. I'm a cop.

Let me out! It's all right, darling. Nobody knows I'm here.

There's no other cops here, you're safe.

You don't know what you're talking about! Yes, I do.

There's a blind kid in that school.

You went to visit him.

You don't need money for a trip to Europe.

You got enough money to go around the world twice.

You got 25 G's in the bank.

I'm trying to help you, but you gotta level with me.

That little kid... He's your son, ain't he?

Yeah, he's my son.

He wasn't always blind. He knows what it's like to see.

And the money you need is... is...

That's for Tommy. They told me that there was

a doctor in Barcelona who could do an operation

that would make him see again, and it's gonna cost me $50,000.

$50,000. Does Danell know about that?

Danell? Who's Danell? Nobody knows about Tommy.

Nobody knows about me.

My name's not Terry Lake.

I moved to the city.

I was willing to become a prostitute if that's what it took to get money.

I didn't know there was going to be a murder.

You didn't know?

No, I didn't know.

All right, maybe you didn't know,

but you know now, and that makes you an accessory after the fact...

I told the truth! You did not tell the truth!

You were with Marcos that day. You're lying.

That makes you an accomplice in a murder rap!

You can go to the pen, you hear what I'm telling you?

What kind of mother are you gonna be in the joint?

What's gonna happen to Tommy?

Who's gonna restore his eyes, pay for his school?

How much did they offer you?

A lot. What's "a lot"? How much?

I don't know, they said it was worth millions to them

if they could get him out of the way for a while.

They never wanted him out of the way "for a while."

They set Jake Creel up for a hit right from the beginning.

That makes it a murder. You didn't have to go through with it.

Look, I didn't know someone was going to be murdered.

I tried to get out of it when I found out

and then they said they were gonna kill me.

Don't you see? I had to do it! I had to!

I'm sorry.

I ain't got no handkerchief. You got something in your bag?

No, I'll go. Oh, okay.

You have a problem you can't talk about on the phone?

There's a cop following me.

Did you talk to him? I had to.

What did you say? I didn't tell him anything.

I got very frightened, so I called you for help.

That's good. Get in the car.

I can't answer that one, boss.

I had her one day, the next day she's gone.

She disappeared someplace.

We haven't got the girl but we have got her statement.

That gives us a case. What do you want me to do?

I want you to give me a couple more days.

She loves that kid more than anything in this whole world.

I stake myself in front of that blind kids' school,

three or four days, she's gotta show and we got her!

This is not the only case we have on the docket.

How can I give you more time?

I understand that, but we got a chance to bust all of 'em.

Give me four days. I promise you I'll bring her in.

"Promise." Ha. You promise, huh?

Terry! How are you? Come on, come on in.

How about a drink, huh?

I'll have some sherry.

Ryan, get Terry a nice sherry, will you?

So how you been? Everything all right? Been comfortable?

I haven't complained, have I?

No, no never.

You've been just good. Absolutely good.

It's me. I get a little worried.

I want you to stay here until the trial. That's all.

That really doesn't seem necessary to me.

It's just protection.

Protection for you and protection for me.

I'm committed! I'm in this thing to the end.

Okay.

I've been having your mail picked up. Some I want you to answer.

Mail? What mail?

I want everything to look nice and normal.

What letters? Well, this one.

Just a plain envelope, no return address.

So I opened it. It's a bill, a statement.

Steiner School for the Blind.

I got curious, Terry. I opened it

and I had to follow it through.

I can't tell you how sorry I am about your kid.

I understand there's this big doctor in Spain...

He can fix him up maybe to see again,

is that right? That's right.

Why didn't you come to me?

You could've come to me, you could've told me.

Didn't you think I'd have feelings about this?

Because it is a private matter. It's none of your business.

A private matter, sure, I can understand.

But we had an agreement, me and you, Terry.

That takes mutual trust, there's too much at stake!

What else are you holding out on me?

Nothing! Will you take my word for it?

All right, I'll take your word for it.

But I'm gonna protect it, and you can understand that.

I had this letter typed up for you.

I want you to sign it and we'll put it in the mail.

You're not taking my son out of school. I'm not gonna let you.

What's the harm? It's only until you testify.

In other words kidnap. Don't use those words.

That's for the boy's protection!

Terry,

terrible accidents sometimes happen

if you can't see them coming.

Will you bring my son to me?

No, I can't do that. For the boy's protection, it isn't right.

We'll find a nice safe place for him.

When the verdict's in, you'll be together.

It'll be a short trial,

and you'll get all the dough you got coming to you.

Then you can take your kid away and get him all fixed up.

Now, come on, sign the letter.

Tomorrow you can call the school, confirm it,

and talk to your boy on the telephone.

Terry,

that boy'll be very happy to hear his mother's voice.

Baretta: You get 'em yourself.

You like taste of tomato? I gonna give you a taste of tomato

just in your mouth like you never believe.

You take the bag, please, I be back in five minutes.

You get a tomato, I come right back.

Excuse, please, one minute. I got some banana over here...

Hold it, Ryan, I want to talk to you for a second.

You son of a...

Don't move a lot or I'm gonna hurt you a lot, all right?

I'm the fuzz. I talked to the school. I know why you're here.

Give me that letter.

"My good friend, Mr. Ryan,

given the power of authority

in the best interests of my son."

She really signed this, huh?

If she didn't I got you on forgery.

Either way, I think I got you on kidnapping.

Now you're gonna do time. Now where is she? Is she all right?

Don't answer that. I didn't read you your rights.

I don't wanna hear no lies. All I want from you is

your clothes and your name so I can go and get that kid.

Come on, dear, get undressed.

Don't get cute. I ain't in the mood.

Get up.

Behind them trees.

Baretta: What are we dancing around for?

You got the phone number, give me the address!

It ain't like we don't do this every day.

All right, Sarge. Can I talk to my mommy now?

Hang on a second, partner. Let me get this nonsense done.

Yeah.

900 Grand Ave. Terrific.

Okay, thanks. Come on over here, Tommy.

Sit your bones down there.

Now, I'm gonna dial your mother's phone number.

Remember, we're playing a game, right?

Yeah, hi, there. This is Ryan.

We got the kid and everything's okay.

Yeah, he's with me now.

He wants to talk to his old lady.

What do you mean? He's nine years old.

I don't want him bawling and going nuts.

Put the old lady on.

All right.

Remember the game now, pal. Okay.

Tommy? Hello?

Hello, darling, are you all right?

I'm all right. Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

It's so good to talk to you.

I have a message.

What is it, darling?

Doctor Peaches says to tell you

that everything is going be okay.

That's just fine, dear.

Now you be a good boy, okay?

And tell Dr. Peaches thank you. I will.

I love you, Mommy.

I love you, too, Tommy.

Bye, bye.

Goodbye, Mom.

Terrific, man. You're either gonna make

a great hood or a great cop.

Come on back over to Chicken Soup Lady.

Don't beat her again. You'll get her feelings hurt.

Give him a chili dog, or something. Sure.

Come on over here.

Listen, lock this door

and don't open it for nobody, understand?

Oh, come on. Of course I won't.

Take my master. Bye bye.

Take care.

Baretta, it's too risky. We're gonna take the place right now!

What if he kills her?

That sweet little boy ain't got a mother no more?

Besides, without her testimony, you ain't got a case.

Bad joke. I'm sorry, boss. Give me a break.

You want to go in there alone?

Yeah, I'll get her out.

I promise you I will.

20 minutes.

You got it.

Don't worry, Fred can't live without me. I'll be back.

The broad's acting strange, boss.

Prowling around in her room, turning her lights on and off.

She'll get over it.

I'm worried she's gonna try and get to the kid.

Well, watch her.

Hey! Where are you going?

What happened? Power failure or something.

Wait inside. I don't wanna wait in there alone.

So I'll wait in there with you.

Hey! Who is it? It's okay.

The electricity just went out, that's all.

We already called the power company.

They're gonna get some "jimokes" over here.

If they don't come, we'll call the cops, huh?

Hi! I'm Dr. Peaches come to pay a house call.

Let's go! I can't go with you!

What are you talking about? What do you mean... shh!

Get in there.

Get in there!

What are you gonna do? Stay here and stick to your lies?

You'll get your kid back. We can't keep him.

Danell will get off the hook. Is this what you want?

And the rest of your life... If I go, they're gonna kill me and my child!

Shh! Shut up! No they won't. I promise you.

If you have the courage to get on the stand and tell the truth,

we'll nail Danell and those suckers that work with him.

Sure, you're gonna have problems.

We'll give you a city to live in, a name.

More than that, we'll give your little boy a mother.

When he can see again,

he'll see a mommy that loved him and stood up for him.

Come on with me, sugar.

Hold your fire!

Shiller: Danell, this is the police!

The building is surrounded!

Danell: We're coming out, don't shoot!

Hey, Joe. This is Tony Baretta.

Marcos was innocent.

Danell had Creel knocked off.

You'll read about it in the paper tomorrow.

Yeah, we got Danell.

Well, listen. There is something...

I want to talk to you about.

There's a little blind boy.

You don't owe me, but I figure you owe him.

You got it. Goodbye.

Hey, Baretta. What's going on? You're sprung.

Terry Lake cleared you. But don't go looking for her,

because she's out of town and don't wanna see you.

Let me tell you something else...

Don't thank me, 'cause I don't like you.

You're going out on the streets, but be looking for me...

'cause you're on borrowed time, you hear me?

Thanks, Baretta. Yeah, sure.

Hi, gang.

I guess it's time to say goodbye.

It sure is, partner. I'm gonna miss you.

Listen, go over there, Fred's calling you.

Mumble with him for a while, okay?

I'd sure like to take Fred with me. What?!

Come here.

Look in this envelope.

That's a little present, courtesy of the DA.

That's your new identity.

A birth certificate. Yeah.

Can I get a passport with this?

Works better than a real one.

You see, the DA figured it took quite a bit of class

to step out the way you did, and I agree with him.

So they got together that dossier for you.

There's money in there, too. And they asked me to tell you

that Seattle might be a good place to go.

Not Seattle, Barcelona. I got this in the mail this morning.

What is this? Pray tell.

25 G's!

You got a rich uncle someplace.

If you see my rich uncle, will you tell him I love him?

Yeah. I sure will.

I sure wish you could come with me, Fred.

What?! Why, you couldn't

separate Fred from this old salt

anymore than you could take a little boy

away from his mommy.

Put your head here and rest for me.

Attaboy!

How do you feel about Tommy going? That's okay, huh?

How 'bout his mommy?

Do you want 'em to stay? Huh?

Wave goodbye to 'em. Wave goodbye to 'em!

Wait, Tommy can't see now, so you gotta talk.

Say goodbye, say goodbye!

Hello!

Not hello, you dumb bird! Say goodbye.

Now, say goodbye!

He don't like to say goodbye to nobody.