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I'm makin' a million dollar buy.

Hang loose.

[helicopter whirring]

Look, chief, he was just following your orders.

Get to the top man in Europe, Harry Hague.

Harry Hague! Look at you!

- I can't believe it! - Hey, Phyllis!

But you checked him out yourself.

It makes no difference.

When do we get the merchandise?

Hey, who are you? What are you doing in my truck?

Police emergency!

Don't give me "Police emergency."

[theme music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

[bell tolling in distance]

[footsteps approaching]

[music continues]

Bonsoir,cowboy. I have the merchandise.

You have the money for me?

[intense music]

[blows whistle]

[instrumental music]

There you go.

Now you can ride her on back to the stable.

I'll be busy the rest of the day.

Clifford: You know, Broadhurst, with McCloud still in Paris,

things are kinda sane around here.

Maybe too sane. McCloud is still in Paris?

Yeah, he's there.

- And? - And?

Well, give me the worst and work your way back.

Well, there's no worst, chief.

He's still trying to make contact with Harry Hague.

You mean, there've been no complaints

from the Paris Police?

- No complaints from anybody? - Nope.

Hmm. Things are looking up.

By the way, I stopped at the commissioner's office

on the way over, and, uh, the economy wave is still on.

Only more so.

I think you'll be satisfied with our progress, chief.

Every department's been able to cut back.

Well, they'll have to cut back even more.

It's crucial that we keep spending to a minimum.

[instrumental music]

Madge: I love that sound.

[laughing]

Madge: Hmm, it's good. Hmm.

McCloud: Yeah, it's great.

Yeah, that's a good year, '67.

You know what they say about blue eyes?

Madge: Uh-huh.

Behind blue eyes... lurks madness.

Oh, they're so right.

[McCloud laughs]

Clifford: Broadhurst!

Tell me, Broadhurst, you, uh, you were in charge here.

Did you, uh, okay all of these?

- It was McCloud's judgment th-- - McCloud's what?

Well, chief, he was just following your orders.

To get to the top man in Europe, Harry Hague?

And just where did my orders tell him to buy $80 a can caviar

or $40 a bottle champagne?

And who but McCloud would order imported champagne...

from California?

Well, Hague will only deal with the top dog.

McCloud's gotta make him think he is one.

And he's doing it. It's almost over.

It is over. Get him on the phone.

But we can't quit now, chief.

It's the only way to get the Rhigas family.

Oh? Why settle for just one family?

I could buy out the entire syndicate

and send them into retirement for what it's costing

this department. Call him.

- Chief, I think that the bets-- - Get him!

Paris, champagne, caviar...

and playboy.

[Madge giggles]

Madge: What happens next?

McCloud: Well, you just kinda let yourself go

and a great flood of peace comes over you.

Not till I solve a little problem?

What's that?

You.

Well, I don't figure you got one, in that case.

You know that I'm checking you out for Harry Hague?

I hope that I made a good impression.

Are you still anxious to make the deal?

Does a bear like honey?

Well, let's just hope nobody gets stung.

You agree to the arrangements?

Yeah. Suits me.

Three o'clock.

McCloud: Doesn't give me much time.

Madge: Do you wanna call it off?

Three it is.

Undercover work isn't all bad, is it, McCloud?

You heard what the lady said. Everything ready?

We've been ready for days.

How many of these here francs go into makin' a dollar again?

Four million and eight hundred thousand francs.

And it's all there.

- One million dollars. - You better be careful.

Somebody's gonna mistake you for a native.

[telephone ringing]

- Hello. Woman on phone: McCloud?

- Yeah? Woman on phone: Hold on.

I've got the chief for you.

McCloud.

Hey, how was your vacation, chief?

Terrible. I kept worrying about you.

All the things you're going through.

Got the best hotel in Paris,

$150 a day suite, champagne, caviar,

chauffeured limousines.

Why, it must be a living hell.

Yeah, you better believe it.

Now you better believe this--

Chief, uh, it's nice talkin' to you.

I gotta sprint. The chopper's waitin'.

- Chopper? - Yeah. That's right.

The deal's about to go down with Harry Hague.

I'm makin' a million dollar buy.

Hang loose.

You know, Broadhurst, maybe I underestimated him.

He's about to get Harry Hague.

You know... McCloud's got to have a million dollars

to show Harry Hague in order to make a million dollar score.

Now where would McCloud get his hands on that kind of money?

That wasn't rhetorical, Broadhurst.

I want an answer.

McCloud said the French have cooperated totally with him.

Couldn't be nicer.

They risked a million dollars on McCloud?

Not exactly.

Be exactly.

Well... McCloud did have to sign for it.

You mean the department's on the hook for one million dollars?

[instrumental music]

[whirring]

Here comes Santa Claus.

Mr. McCloud, Harry Hague.

You read me?

This is McCloud.

I read you loud and clear.

This is the spot.

You agreeable?

Take me down.

Take her down.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

[siren blaring]

Man on speaker: Police!

[speaking in foreign language]

[intense music]

[whirring]

[speaking in foreign language]

[gunshots]

[explosion]

[speaking in foreign language]

[speaking in foreign language]

Chief, we picked up six more pushers from the Rhigas family.

Two from Turner's group in Harlem,

three from Orlando's gang in Brooklyn,

plus a bunch of independents.

Good, Joe. Keep the heat on.

We've gotta do everything we can

to dry up the narcotic supply.

- It's arid now. - So parch it.

Make it a desert.

McCloud's gotta look like the only drug oasis

in New York when he gets back from Europe.

I'm going all the way on this one, Joe.

I'm betting on McCloud, too, chief.

At these prices, what choice do we have?

[telephone ringing]

- Clifford. - It's McCloud here, chief!

Oh, McCloud, how'd it go?

- We corralled Harry Hague. - Good.

What about the money?

You're pausing, McCloud. The one million dollars?

Yeah. Well, uh, that-- that was burned when the chopper crashed.

Well, that should put us in the clear, shouldn't it?

Oh, yeah. Yeah. As soon as they determine that it was destroyed.

Why, they'll wipe it right off the books.

Okay. Now another thing.

I'm checking out the prison you'll be going to.

We came across three names that none of us knew anything about.

Now were you ever involved with a hood named Lefty Chase?

No, I don't believe I recall that one.

Clifford: Horton Collier? - Oh, yeah.

Yeah, he was, uh, he was in the room when I took his brother.

But I don't think he'd remember me.

Well, we better transfer him anyway.

Clifford: Manny Zitter? - Ah, nope.

Yeah, uh, look, chief, I'm gonna have to run.

- Oh, McCloud. McCloud: Yeah.

Ah...

- Good work, McCloud. - Thank you, chief.

I, I appreciate that comin' from you.

Look, I'm gonna go ahead and have that meeting

with, uh, Victor Rhigas here right away.

- Here? Where? Paris? McCloud: No, no, no, no.

He's in the south of France, but I won't be going there,

not until I get back from Beirut.

Beirut? Now what's in Beirut?

Steve Rhigas, Victor's son.

Anyway, I'll be gettin' back to New York in a couple of days.

Would you make a reservation for me

for a suite at the Waldorf?

- Right. - Thank you.

Waldorf?

Monsieur,uh, we have run into

an unexpected snag.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

The money was not in the helicopter.

Well, it had to be.

We sifted the ashes thoroughly.

Now the money was in a fireproof suitcase.

It would not have burned, and yet it was not there.

Well, then it must've blown out of the copter

when it crashed.

We searched every inch of the area.

Well, what about the pilot?

There were no human remains in the helicopter.

You mean that that woman got out of the copter with the money?

We have no other explanation.

Uh, you understand, of course, that, uh, the money

is still the responsibility of your New York...

Well, I turned over a million dollars in heroin to you.

But that was contraband.

This is cash!

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[music continues]

Harry Hague?

You know who I am?

Didn't your mother ever tell you?

I'm Steven Rhigas.

You know who my father is?

She never told you that neither, huh?

I could kill you for that!

No...

No, you couldn't do that.

[clicking tongue]

If I was you, I'd put that thing away.

Stop acting like public enemy number one.

What I suggest you do, son, is...

hot foot it on back to Cote d'Azur

and tell that daddy of yours if he wants to do business with me

he better do it personally...

instead of sending the runt of the litter to do it for him.

[instrumental music]

Good.

Very good.

Excellent as a matter of fact, Mr. Hague.

Yeah. If that was cattle, that'd be marked "prime".

How will the shipment get out of France into America?

That's my problem.

Then there is none.

I know Harry Hague's reputation.

[chuckling softly]

And I know Victor Rhigas.

So that'll be cash on the barrelhead.

Tact isn't your long suit, Mr. Hague.

I don't need tact, I got the heroin,

and if you want the shipment,

that'll be ten percent down, now.

Money.

[drawer door closes]

See you fellas back in New York.

We'll keep in close touch.

[instrumental music]

[coffee sloshing]

Thank you.

What have you found out?

That to ask question about Harry Hague is dangerous.

Have you located him?

No. He's not booked in any police station...

there is no record of his arrest.

The entire subject is taboo.

As for your friend in the hotel, he's gone as well.

No trace.

I've... I checked a little bit more

knowing you would be generous

with so much at stake.

And a man fitting his description

left for America on an early flight.

Oh, I'll find him.

[instrumental music]

[women giggling]

[upbeat music]

[music continues]

Hey, Sam, it's good to see you.

You looking for, McCloud, don't.

We spotted somebody tailin' him. He's staying undercover.

When does he think the deal will go down with Victor Rhigas?

Right on schedule. Tonight.

We're ready.

Are you Harry Hague?

That's right, sweetheart. What's the problem?

- You got a phone call. - Really? Nobody knows I'm here.

So tell 'em it's a wrong number.

[music continues]

Harry Hague.

Man 1: You sure, man?

Who's this?

DDT is who it is.

And the D ain't for Delores.

You sure it's me you want to talk to?

Man, live been lookin' for you all my life.

What're you fellows after?

[scoffing]

This town's a dust bowl...

whoever gets that big shipment of yours

is gonna be the big Indian.

[chuckling] Well...

Now don't go runnin' off.

I mean to do business with you

and I always get what I'm after.

Really?

[knife clanking]

Now how many rows a cotton is it gonna take for me

to own what you got?

Well, it's, uh...

it's kinda like the lady said, it's a nice proposition,

but I've been spoke for.

It's with the Rhigas', ain't it?

Yeah, well, we're not really ready

to make a public announcement.

I want that shipment.

Well, I wish I could accommodate you,

but I-- I can't.

Now here's what we're gonna do...

Yeah. You and me.

We're gonna leave here and go to your stash.

I'm afraid not.

Well, let's try this...

we either do that,

or you ain't gonna leave here at all.

[gunshot]

Hold it!

Now just keep your hands where they are.

Now, turn around and get up against the wall.

Go on. Before you get me a little upset. Move!

Now just real easy like

reach in and dump everything you got in your pockets.

The rods, the knives, everything.

Easy!

[clattering]

If I was you, I'd find the trail outta here

before you get me riled up.

Go on! Move!

- You alright? - Yeah.

How'd you get in there?

I came in through the back window.

I didn't wanna blow my cover.

What little there is of it.

[chuckles]

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven...

You better come back with all that heroin.

I don't know if the department can handle

any more losses for the time being.

Here you are.

[upbeat music]

[music continues]

You ready?

Uh, you know, I have to tell you something.

Thing that happened to me this mornin',

I went into a grocery store to get a,

a little bag of groceries, and I'm tellin' you

for a bag that was...

well, a pregnant chipmunk could carry it,

it cost me $14. Can you believe that?

You know that's up 25 percent of what it used to be?

What's that got to do with me?

Oh, you gotta be kiddin'!

Inflation's everybody's business.

- We set our price. - Oh, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I know that.

But supply and demand's the name of the game.

And I wanna tell you somethin', right now,

the demand is just awful fast.

I gave you a deposit on this deal.

Yeah.

There you go.

It's all there.

Your word is supposed to mean something.

It does.

And I got every intention of sellin' the merchandise to you

and not at any inflationary 25 percent raise neither.

Well, what, what did you have in mind?

- Just a measly 15 percent. - Fifteen?

No way. It stays right where it is, Hague.

That's right. That's exactly right.

It stays exactly where it is

unless we come to some kinda reasonable terms

to meet this risin' cost of livin'.

[music continues]

Alright.

Good.

And another thing, you won't be needin' as much money

as you thought you would neither.

Well, why not, if the price went up?

Well, it seems like I got all the eggs in town.

Now, it'd be kinda foolish of me to them put all

in one basket, wouldn't it, huh?

Just how many eggs are we talking about?

Five hundred thousand dollars worth.

That's only a quarter of our deal.

Well, we'll see how that works out

and then take it from there. Okay?

[instrumental music]

Harry Hague.

Harry Hague! Look at you!

- I can't believe it! - Hey, Phyllis!

Oh, you're beautiful. Look at you.

Oh, gosh, have I thought about you.

[laughing]

Hey, hey, hey, I want, I want you to meet a friend of mine.

Victor Rhigas. This is Phyllis.

Well, pleased to make your acquaintance.

The pleasure is mine.

Well, Harry.

McCloud: Say, you're a sight for sore eyes.

When do we get the merchandise?

Well, why don't you just make a telephone call

and get the money over here?

As long as we're just foolin' around

a little bit like this, there's no reason

to worry about a rip-off, is there?

Phyllis: Harry.

Wow!

[instrumental music]

- You know something, McCloud? - Hm?

- You have potential. - Hmm?

I mean, I definitely intend on looking into this

as soon as this whole thing is over with.

[telephone ringing]

- Good luck. Clifford: Simms!

Joe: Like I said, good luck!

How did it happen?

Well, like the report says, chief.

We thought the money burned when the chopper crashed.

But it didn't, did it?

That's what the French police said.

You know what else the French police said?

That we're still responsible for that money.

All one million dollars of that money.

One million dollars!

Am I keeping you from something?

The next step in the operation.

You know what that operation should be?

A frontal lobotomy on me

for going along with this plan in the first place.

Out of my way!

[upbeat music]

Where's the merchandise?

Simms.

All you have to do is give me the money

and then slip the belt on.

Gotta hand it to you, Hague,

never do it twice the same way, do you?

Well, I figure if I did, I may not get a third chance.

You know what I mean?

[music continues]

Does everything look alright outside?

No problems. Got a man outside.

And I checked everything out personally.

McCloud: Police better not tag you here.

Steve: Nobody follows Steve Rhigas.

Really?

Well, in that case, I think it's about time

we stopped testin' the water and took a swim. Hmm?

[instrumental music]

[knocking on door]

[music continues]

Police, nobody move.

Don't move.

[dramatic music]

Harry Hague!

Well, who'd you think it was?

I told you guys following that punk Steve around would pay off.

- We hit the jackpot. - He got away.

Filled to the brim with H.

I wanna thank you fellas.

You just made a lieutenant out of me.

Alright, get 'em out of here.

[music continues]

- Okay, Barrymore. - Oh, man.

Was that a death scene or was that a death scene?

Ah, you were great. Rhigas bought it all the way.

Let's hope the Rhigas brothers in jail

buy McCloud as Harry Hague.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Mr. Rhigas.

Mr. Rhigas, may I speak to you?

Go ahead.

Mr. Rhigas, I just wanna say I'm sorry

for all the trouble I've caused.

I promise, sir, it won't happen again.

How long you been here?

Three and a half years, Mr. Rhigas.

What's your sentence?

Six.

- But I have parole-- - I know. I know.

It ain't goin' through.

[sighs] Mr. Rhigas.

Mr. Rhigas, please don't do that.

Will you get this kid out of here?

- Mr. Rhigas. - That's Gin.

Mr. Rhigas, please.

Mr. Rhigas! Mr. Rhigas!

[chuckles]

Who would believe it, huh?

The Rhigas Brothers in jail.

You don't have a thing to worry about with me as your cell mate.

I know this place from A to Z.

I should, I've been here since I was 20.

That's the Rhigas Brothers.

Take an old-timer's advice. Keep out of their way.

Are you Hague?

- Who's askin'? - Mr. Rhigas wants to see you.

You tell Mr. Rhigas that I'm booked until '89.

You gonna come along like a nice boy or do I drag you?

[dramatic music]

No, I don't like it.

- Something happen? - No, not yet.

But McCloud's in that jungle without a backup.

He better have eyes in the back of his head.

I still think I should go inside with him.

No. No, you put too many of 'em in there.

Some of 'em would be sure to recognize you.

No, all we can do is keep working on the outside.

Get things ready.

Well, the pressure is on the pushers.

Just like you wanted it, a desert.

Well, make it hotter. A hell.

Uh, come back in about five minutes. I'll find it then.

Uh, Kramer...

Bring me Harry Hague.

- Can't. It's free time. - Now what do I care?

Go get him.

And clear out the library.

Alright, let's go.

Taking inventory tonight. Library's closed.

I still don't see why you had to make such a big thing of it.

I just don't like people ordering me around, that's all.

But they run this place.

Yeah. Well, maybe they do. They don't run me.

Listen...

You gotta be so no one notices you, Hague.

That's the way to pull your time.

You act too tough, some guy's gonna prove he's tougher.

You're too soft, you get it from a different direction.

I wish there was some way that nobody knew

whether I was white or black.

I never saw anybody walked the fence very long

without fallin' off.

Yeah, well, you're looking at one now.

I've been here over ten years and I never been

in one bit of trouble!

What's the matter, Phil?

It's from papa.

He wants us to pick up Hague's merchandise right away.

Yeah, poor papa. Running things all alone.

Yeah. Well, don't worry about him.

He can keep the organization goin' out there

if we do what we're supposed to in here.

- Alright, let's go! - Hey, come on.

- Go where? - Library.

- For what? - Maybe you need educating.

Maybe you need reportin'.

- What about? - Mistreatin' of prisoners.

Mistreat? Me?

[chuckles] I got a witness right here

that'll tell anybody how I'm the nicest, fairest officer

this side of Main Street, USA.

Now you coming along peaceably or do we get rough?

Mr. Hague.

Sorry we got off on the wrong foot.

When do you figure we go on to the right?

Look, there's no point in holdin' a grudge.

As long as you send goons like this after me, there is.

Hey, Kramer. Outside.

Your brand, I believe, huh?

[chuckles]

Say, we, uh, appreciate you didn't turn our nephew in.

- Steven. - Couldn't help me none.

Well, we appreciate it anyway.

See, we're a, a real close-knit family.

Yeah, well, I hope you'll all be together here real soon.

[chuckles]

I nearly forgot.

Of course, I didn't know which brand you preferred.

Hey, hey.

Thanks for the candy.

I kinda missed that.

Want to take good care of my $500,000 investment.

Why don't you try checking with the police?

They wound up with most of it.

Yeah, that's not important.

We got more money, you got more merchandise.

Well, I know what I'm gonna do with my merchandise,

I can tell you what you can do with your money.

Hague...

I can make things a lot easier for you here.

The only way you can do that, is give me

the key to the front door.

Phillip: Maybe that's possible.

[upbeat music]

Hey, somebody's in love with you in booth three.

- How much he give you? - We split ten.

Must be royalty.

Hey, hey.

Well, hello!

Cut it out.

Oh, I got to make it look good.

Say, I just bet you've got the cutest curls

under that big old hard hat.

- You like this with everybody? - No.

Only the real cuties like you.

Stop that, I'm a married man.

[upbeat music]

[giggles] A winner.

Anything yet?

Not a sound.

Look, how long have I got to keep this up?

For a while, you're supposed

to be Harry Hague's girl in town.

I want to keep communication open to McCloud.

Well, how is he doing?

As far as we know, alright.

Is there anything you want me to tell him on visitor's day?

Yes. Tell him the town's dry and getting dryer.

Now they'll be pressing for his merchandise very soon.

Tell him that the timing is up to him.

Okay, I'll tell him.

Oh, look, I gotta go back to work now.

Would you like me to send over another girl

to keep you company?

[chuckles]

I'm sorry, chief. Um...

[intense music]

Hello, Harry.

Oh, did you think that I went up in glory in the chopper?

No. I heard you got out with the money.

What happened to Harry?

Don't know.

Do the French Police still have him under wraps?

I can't find out a thing.

I haven't seen him since that last time.

You know, I still haven't figured you out.

I mean... Why, you could...

You could be a cop or a jerk

or just plain crazy.

Why do you use Harry's name?

Cause it's better than my own. There's no record this way.

Maybe.

Well, whatever. I'm glad I did what I did.

What's that?

Oh, you'll never know.

Goodbye, whoever you are.

- Hey! Hey, hold her. Hold her! - Back off!

I need to see the warden right away.

Well, he's busy. And you've got another visitor.

Phyllis! Phyllis, go after the woman that just left.

The one in the red dress. Go on. Go after her!

Follow her!

[dramatic music]

[metal clanking]

[machine whirring]

[fire crackling]

[dramatic music]

[intense music]

This your knife, huh?

No. No, that's against regulations.

No use asking you.

Now what are you two fighting about?

[chuckles] We weren't fighting.

Fred here just had a little crick in his shoulder

and I was puttin' it back in for him.

You feel any better? Huh?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

Good.

Alright, get back to work.

That means everybody.

Next time you come near me,

it's gonna take three surgeons

and a Swiss watchmaker

to put you back together again.

That's good.

No, a little higher on the cheekbones.

Right. Right.

Now the mouth.

The mouth is...

is fuller.

It's very sensual.

Good. Good.

And the eyes are dreamier

and heavy lidded.

And the lashes--

Simms.

We're trying to find a million dollars,

not a new centerfold. Now aside from McCloud,

you're the only one that's seen her.

So I'm putting you in charge

of finding her

and I want her found.

- Follow? - Follow, chief.

Now you stay on this and nothing else until you do.

I want every man on the force to have a copy of this

inside of two hours.

Two hours.

Good-looking woman.

You think that's good looking,

you should see the rest of her, ch...

Two hours.

Two hours.

Yeah, he's right here.

It's Broadhurst, chief.

He finally got on DDT's tail.

Yeah, Joe. How does it look?

I found him in Harlem and we're

way past Scarsdale now.

Out in the country.

Any idea where he's headed?

Joe: I don't know. - Now you stick with him.

He's put a hit man on McCloud.

Right.

Joe: Hey, chief? - What's the matter?

I don't get it. He's gotta be headed for the Federal Pen.

You sure?

Nothing else out this way.

I didn't think this was visiting day.

It isn't. You got a special visitor.

How did you swing this visitin' privilege?

Like I told you,

when DDT talks, people listen.

You're the only one I'm having a problem with.

And I don't cotton to the way

you're tryin' to get rid of your problem.

And I thought you were a different dude

from all the other honky toads.

But you're just like the rest of 'em.

Man tried to kill you is black.

I'm black. So you think he worked for me.

Like all blacks look alike and work for each other.

You tryin' to tell me that man didn't work for you?

[scoffs] Use your head.

I want what you got stashed.

Dead, you ain't worth a kick in the head to me.

I ain't worth a kick in the head to you in here either.

Not necessarily.

I'll tell you what I did.

Called a friend of mine in Detroit.

He got a hold of a fella in Cleveland.

Talked to a dude in Chicago and one in LA.

Twelve hours is all I need.

And I got three million for you.

Well, it's good to have

your kind of friend on the outside.

To prove what a good friend I am,

I just did you a little favor.

What's that?

Your hit man's never gonna

hit nobody again.

Surprised?

It's over.

Accidents are always happening in machine shops.

That's why I had you up here at the right time.

You got an alibi.

[dramatic music]

Had to get in deeper, didn't you?

Couldn't leave well enough alone.

How's that?

How's that?

Everybody in the joint knows you had Fred Amzel bumped.

Look, nothing personal, but I'm asking for a new cell.

Well, I'm sure gonna miss you cheering me up, partner.

McCloud: Kramer.

I want you to get a message to Victor and Philip Rhigas for me.

Nobody gives me orders.

Yeah. Well, just tell 'em that I'd like to see 'em here.

Right away.

[laughing]

Grover, anything from Simms on that woman?

No. But he's got the whole town blanketed with her drawing.

Hey!

Your messenger said it was urgent.

Anything to do with DDT's visit?

I'm ready to make a deal.

When?

Sunday.

But it's already Thursday.

Well, DDT can come up with it.

How much of your stash is for sale?

All of it.

Phillip: A million and a half?

Two million. Cash and carry.

How do we set up the deal?

Saturday. Delaney Park. Three in the afternoon.

The girl from the Choo Choo Club, Phyllis.

She'll make all the arrangements.

When you gonna break out?

[chuckles] Never said I was.

You're not gonna trust anyone with a big stash like that?

- Tomorrow night. - How?

Well, that arrangement is up to you.

What's your problem?

- Who says I got a problem? - I said you got a problem.

What is it?

The guy you had bumped, Freddie Amzel?

His brother's coming after you today!

- When? - How do I know when?

You think he's gonna make an appointment?

Well, thanks for the tip.

I know the bind that you're in.

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[machine whirring]

You're the one who had my brother executed.

As a matter of fact, I didn't.

I didn't know nothing about it

until it was over.

Yeah, I understand.

I understand you had a perfect alibi,

having a nice chat with DDT.

Now I wanna tell you something

and I mean it.

I'm awful sorry about your brother.

I really am. I'm sorry.

You're gonna be a lot sorrier.

[McCloud groaning]

[grunting]

[instrumental music]

[McCloud coughing]

Easy, McCloud. Take it easy.

It's me, Clifford.

- Chief? - Yeah?

What are you, where...

Where am I?

Prison hospital.

- You can blow my cover. - No.

I got this section sealed off.

Brought in a special doctor from the city.

Nobody knows we're here, now you just,

you just take it easy.

My patch.

You've got a couple of cracked ribs.

It's all taped up.

What about my eye?

Well, you're in luck there.

It was some kind of acid, but not strong enough

to do any permanent damage.

You're gonna be alright in a couple of weeks.

Oh, I can't do that.

We're set to move on the weekend.

Well, we'll have to wait.

No way. No way.

Joseph Rhigas is set to make the buy himself.

You sure? How do you know?

Well, they got nobody else who they're willing to risk

two million dollars with.

Everything is working out just fine.

Right to the top man Joseph Rhigas himself.

We can't stop now.

You're not in any condition to leave here.

Will you lie down for--

Just listen to me for a minute.

Chief, just listen.

After all the plannin' that we did,

after all the time that we spent

working out every little detail.

After all the money I spent in Paris

tryin' to, to make the right impression.

All we gotta do now is just put the icin' on the cake.

What about your eye?

Well, we'll, we'll get word out to the yard that it's not...

Not hurt bad at all. That it's just fine.

Are you goin' out of here with a patch over one eye

and a bandage over the other?

Well, I'll put the patch over the bandage

it fits just right.

Yeah, it looks great. Except it's the wrong eye.

Well, we'll just figure by the time they notice that

it'll be all over for 'em.

[scoffs]

Harry!

Oh.

What did they do to you?

I mean, I couldn't find out a thing.

I was set up.

All the way.

Oh, so that's why he was impersonating you.

- Who? - The American.

You saw him?

[chuckles]

I hired a gun in the penitentiary.

A black and a pro.

And it should be over now.

Good girl.

So, tell me how you got away.

Well, I had to buy off half the gendarmes in France.

Oh, I shouldn't worry if I were you.

I still have almost all the money intact.

[chuckles] You do?

- Hm-hm. - Where?

Just to show you that mama has been a good girl.

In a locker in the Spencer Building.

We can go there tomorrow in the morning.

That's beautiful.

[dramatic music]

Oh, relax, doc, It'll be over before you know it.

[knocking on door]

- You're the doctor? - Yeah, that's right.

- How is he? - Oh, hey.

I'm fine, just fine.

My plans have changed a little.

Get back. Get back.

Thanks a lot, doc, for bringing that ambulance

all the way from town to get me out of here.

Appreciate you fellas coming up to pay me a visit.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to be a little unhospitable...

Get in the closet.

You, get in the closet!

Let's go.

Strap me and get me out of here.

[instrumental music]

- We pulled it off. - Yeah.

- What's wrong? - I don't know.

[instrumental music]

[children clamoring]

Hi, I'll take a pink one.

No one has shown yet.

Am I coming in clear?

No one has shown yet.

[dramatic music]

Hey, lady, help a guy out?

Got a buck?

- I'm starving! Phyllis: I'm broke.

Here, Bum.

I'm Steve Rhigas.

Hmm.

Better than I thought.

[telephone ringing]

- Simms. Haley: Officer Haley.

What have you got?

Haley: That woman you're looking for?

- Where? Haley: At Bellevue.

She's in critical condition.

- What happened? Haley: She was knifed.

Left for dead, somehow, she's crawled out

of her apartment to get help.

She hasn't regained consciousness.

I'll be right over.

Happy reading.

Just got word from papa.

Steve met the girl in the park.

- How did it go? - It's set.

- For when? - Tonight at midnight.

- Where? - At the mission.

What's wrong now?

I don't know, Phil.

Papa shouldn't be doing this all alone.

It's just too dangerous.

Well, who else are you gonna trust with two million?

Besides, the mission's been watched for two days.

Now we got guards on the inside and on the out.

Now we know that Hague works alone, only with a woman.

So what could go wrong?

That Hague, he's smart.

He's dead.

They're gonna close his other eye for good.

[dramatic music]

It's a frame.

What are you talking about?

The patch.

It was on the wrong eye in the hospital.

Get Kramer! We gotta get word to papa!

[intense music]

That's one of the prison guards. Kramer.

Man, you better slow down on your fear...

or you're gonna end up with an attack on your heart.

There's more than just keeping you off

on what the Rhigas' were doing.

Like what?

Dynamite.

How much is dynamite selling for these days?

A thousand. That's a bargain.

Alright.

Let's see.

I just bought me some dynamite.

Go on. Blast.

- Hague busted out. - Well, I'll be.

And that's not all, there's a meeting set

to sell his whole stash to the Rhigas'.

- When? - Tonight.

Well, that double crossing--

I still didn't tell you the best part it.

Hague's not Hague.

- Then who is he? - Not sure.

But probably an undercover cop.

Victor Rhigas sent me to,

to warn his father not to show up at the meet tonight.

Kramer, you sold yourself short.

That wasn't dynamite, it's an atomic bomb!

Where're you going?

To give Joseph Rhigas the message.

Why do you wanna do that for?

What do you mean what for? I've got to. Victor told me.

DDT: After tonight, who cares about Victor Rhigas

or any of the Rhigas'?

Don't you see what's happening, man?

This Hague dude, or whoever he is, nails the old man

and he joins his sons in prison.

And that's all she wrote.

The end of the Rhigas organization.

It's wide open.

This town's free for poaching.

I-- I-- I can't take the chance.

I've got to tell him.

My life wouldn't be worth a quarter if I don't.

You over priced it.

- What do you mean? - It ain't worth a cent.

[dramatic music]

Hold it there.

♪ ...beautiful shore

♪ We shall sing on that beautiful shore ♪

♪ The melodious songs of the blessed ♪

♪ And their spirits shall sorrow no more ♪

♪ Not a sigh for the blessings of rest ♪

♪ In the sweet by and by

It's him.

It's Joseph Rhigas himself.

♪ In the sweet by and by

♪ We shall meet on that beautiful shore ♪

♪ To our bountiful Father above ♪

♪ We will offer our tribute of praise ♪

♪ For the glorious gift of His love ♪

♪ And the blessings that hallow our days ♪

♪ In the sweet by and by

♪ We shall meet on that beautiful shore ♪

♪ And their spirits shall sorrow no more ♪

♪ Not a sigh for the blessings of rest ♪

♪ In the sweet by and by

♪ We shall meet on that beautiful shore ♪

♪ In the sweet by and by

♪ We shall meet on that beautiful shore ♪

♪ To our bountiful Father above ♪

♪ We will offer our tribute of praise ♪

♪ For the glorious gift of His love ♪

♪ And the blessings that hallow our days ♪

♪ In the sweet by and by

♪ We shall meet on that beautiful shore ♪

♪ In the sweet by and by

What's the matter? Don't you like what you see?

Test it.

♪ We shall sing on that beautiful shore ♪

♪ The melodious songs of the blessed ♪

♪ For the glorious gift of His love ♪

Hey, old buddy, have you got the word?

I'll give it to you. Don't either one of you move.

You're under arrest.

♪ In the sweet by and by

♪ We shall meet on that beautiful shore ♪

♪ In the... ♪

- Hey, what is this? - It's cops!

Fortunately, our business is ended, Mr. Hague.

- Well, where we goin'? - You're not going anywhere.

- What's that mean? - Steve, take care of him.

[dramatic music]

[grunting]

Take him.

Hey, who are you? What are you doing with my truck?

Police! Emergency.

[tires screeching]

[gunshots]

McCloud: There you go.

Seems to me like that we've met somewhere before.

This here's my boss.

For some reason, he wanted to take care of things personally.

Your lady friend told us about your going away present to her.

She barely had enough breath to do it before she died!

You know, uh, chief, uh,

it just occurred to me

what with this million we got here

and the two and a half million that we got

from the Rhigas family, uh,

heh, department's gonna make a tidy little profit.

- You know that? - Huh.

Maybe I oughta start workin' on a commission.

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