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[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

MAN OVER RADIO:
Ludlow 9 answered

an attempted suicide,

reported off building
at corner 12th and Elm.

Assist code three, over.

[MUFFLED VOICE OVER RADIO]

[SIRENS WAILING]

MAN OVER RADIO:
Ludlow 7 back up Ludlow 9

on attempted suicide

corner 12th and Elm.
Code three, over.

Once she gets in that car
we stand a chance

of losing her.

TOWERS: Even you trying
to find her,

that's the last thing I want.

Thank you. Give my love
to your mother.

Thank you, Mrs. Talbot.

Watch out.

Man, I thought
she spotted us for sure.

I swear,
I thought we had it.

Ah, we're the last thing
on her mind.

She's had four years
to live high, forget

we were ever alive.

Probably would take
an introduction

for her to recognize us.

[EXHALES]
What do we do now?

We'll follow her.

May be we'll find some
quiet little place

to introduce ourselves.

[SIRENS WAILING]

Who's up there
with him?

Terry.

Hey, man, uh...

Why don't we do both ourselves
a favor and get on off

of here, huh?

WEBSTER: Come on, huh?

Take my hand.

Hey, man...

Look at me.

You got me up here
hanging by my fingernails,

the least you can do
is look at me.

Nobody asked you up here.
But you did.

You did. Yes, you did.
Yes, you did.

If you wanted it
any other way,

you could have done it
alone and quiet

with no one to stop you.

Well, I'll show you...
No, no, no, no.

Just, just hold on.

Wait a minute,
wait a minute.

Let me finish.

I don't know...

But I think you're here
because

you wanted someone.

'Cause you needed someone.

But we're here.

I mean, we're here.
I'm here.

Look at me, man. I'm here.

You've got my life
on the line, too.

And I...
I need your help.

I won't make it off here,
alone.

So, come on, take my hand.

Take my hand.

Take my hand.

That's right.

Okay.

There you go.

[SIRENS WAILING]

Officer.

Officer, officer.

WOMAN: There's a man
who fainted over here.

What happened?
He just fell down.

Check it out.

Come on, move back, move back.

Give him a little room.
Come on, folks, move back.

WOMAN:
That's a heart attack,

I can tell.

He looks just like my
husband did.

Thank you, ma'am.
We'll take it from here.

Thank you very much.

[INHALES]

[PANTING]

WILLIE: Okay,
it's gonna be all right.

Huh?
How do you feel?

Uh...

Um... I'm okay.
[SNIGGERS]

Must have been
the excitement of...

SNEED: the guy up in the roof.
WILLIE: Yeah.

All right now, just,
just take it easy.

Yeah, I'm... I'm all right.

I'll call an ambulance.
No.

Come on, there's a clinic
right around the corner.

We'll take you over there.

Look, uh, I'm all right.
[SNIGGERS]

I'm all right. I don't want
you guys put yourself out.

We won't be putting
ourselves out.

It's only
a couple of blocks...

I said no.

I... I mean...

It's a good idea.

Why don't you guys
just drop me off there?

Okay, now just take it slow,
huh?

Here're your glasses.
SNEED: Thanks.

All right, come on.

[ENGINE REVVING]

I'll you later.

Okay.

DR. MILLER: Nothing wrong
with your heart.

Right.

That's what I told that cop.
Where are you going?

I'm okay, right?

All I said was, you didn't
have a heart attack.

This hurt?
No.

Feel stiff?
No.

How's your headache?

Who said I had one?

Well you do, don't you?

Yeah, a little one.

I'd say, you have a lot more
than that.

You always walk around
with a fever like this?

I don't know.
I didn't know I had one.

You're a very sick man.

Now just stay still,
maybe we can get

some answers.

Look, Doc,

I got lot of things to do.
I'm okay, I tell you.

Now, I got a little dizzy.
Will you let me out of here?

You always this irritable
or this something new,

since the fever
and the rest?

Now, look.
Stay here, please.

I'll right back.

I'm glad
you didn't leave yet.

Is he all right?
No, he is not.

I'd say he's pretty sick.

Listen, this is
a small clinic.

We haven't got the facilities,
the bigger hospitals do.

Do that guy a favor.
Get him to a hospital.

Do yourself a favor.
Go with him.

Why? What's wrong with him?

DR. MILLER: Well, without
a blood test,

I can't tell for sure.

Could be nothing
more than the flu.

If I was making
the kind of money

some of the doctors
I know are,

I'd bet half of year's pay
that it is viral meningitis.

Viral meningitis?

[GASPS]
That's...

a pretty contagious disease,
right?

It could hit like a bomb
if it ever got out of hand.

Meningitis is spread through
the respiratory tract.

The carrier coughs
near someone,

breathes on them,

any thing that involves
intimate contact with

another individual.

Oh, boy!
[GASPS]

I guess there is, uh,

no more closer contact
than giving someone

mouth to mouth, right?

After the blood test they'll
give you at the hospital

we'll be a lot surer.

But if I were you,
I'd get him there right now.

[SIGHS] I sure hope
you're not as sure

as you sound, Doc.

Now what do we do?

You talk to your people,
I'll talk to mine. Fast.

WILLIE: Late 30s.

About 5'10, 185 pounds.

It's all there
in my report,

Lieutenant.

Did he give you a name
or an address

or something?

No.

They might have something
in the clinic.

They had him
fill out a card.

I'll have Webs
check it out.

I'll do it.

I, uh, [CLEARS THROAT]
I said Webster.

You're gonna be tied up
somewhere else.

RYKER: I got word from
the health department.

They've received a call from
Doctor Miller and they would

like you

to check yourself
into a hospital.

What for?

Observation.

We don't know if this guy
has meningitis, Lieutenant.

All it is, is a guess
on Miller's part.

It's a pretty educated one,
Willie, my boy.

I'll give you another one.
Would you like to bet where

you're gonna be in half hour?

[EXHALES]

Okay.

Do I at least get my
choice of hospitals?

By all means.

Thank you, sir.

Take that cup with you,
don't leave it in here.

You drank out of it.

[CLEARS THROAT]

You know, you really know
how to make a guy

feel good, Lieutenant.

See you!

[DOOR CLOSES]

[RATTLING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[SIGHS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Hey! It's me.
[PANTING]

You look like you died and
forgot to get yourself buried.

Ha, ha...

TOWERS: How did you get away
from that cop?

[SIGHS]

They took me to a clinic,
that's all.

That's all he did?

He didn't bust you?
Didn't run a sheet?

What do you want?

As far as the cop
was concerned,

I'm some guy who passed out
on the street.

Not a con who busted
out of the joint

four or five days ago.

Yeah, but wait a minute,
he can make you.

He knows we're in town
some place.

SNEED: He has no reason
to make me.

Would do you think?
Every time a cop helps some

old lady cross the street,

he runs a make on her?

Hey, uh...

What did the doctor
at the clinic tell you?

What's wrong with you?

I got the flu.

It's okay.

I'll get better.
It'll go away.

The faster the better.

Soon as we get this done
and get out of the country,

they can't find us.

You sound like you're
getting ready to run

before we do the job.

Now, wait a minute,
I want her dead

just the same as you.

I pulled the same
life sentence for hitting

that bank-guard.

I didn't getting off with any
easy thing or something.

She was my wife.

My wife.

I...

I thought she'd be the last
person in the world

to turn on me.

Arlene...

Okay, Willie.

Sign this and you're all
sealed and delivered.

You know, the only
problem is uh,

I feel fine.

WILLIE: Uh, how long before
we know anything for sure?

Is there some kind
of time limit on this thing?

Well, the incubation
period's between

three and 12 days.

You know,
that's what I like

most about Jill,

she's very specific.

Stop complaining, William.
You're getting

a paid vacation.

[LAUGHING]
Oh, terrific.

Um, can I least
have visitors?

JILL: Oh, sure.

As long as your tests
prove negative

you're not contagious.

All right.

Oh!
Lieutenant.

Still getting a pay check?
Uh-huh.

I think you should
earn it.

I would like you
to assemble for me

the face of the guy
you gave

mouth to mouth to.

I'll tell you what,
Lieutenant, uh,

I'll try and find
the time.

Let's do it.
Lead the way.

All right...

Well, see you.

Yeah.
Thank you for seeing

me off and everything,
you know.

Take it slow, huh?
Yeah, okay.

Bye.
Bye.

I want you both to
check with Doctor Miller

at the clinic,

see if you can find anything
on the guy, a name,

an address, anything.

What if Miller's wrong?
What if it isn't

meningitis?

Well, then we're just
spinning our wheels.

Isn't that so, Danko?

It's not much of a price
when you figure

that we're ahead of the game,
anyway.

Yeah, but if he's right,
we might be too far behind

to catch up.

Now listen to me, boys.

We've got a walking bomb
out there somewhere,

and Gillis is likeable to be
the first one to go.

Now I think we gotta
find this guy and find him

as fast as possible.

[DOOR OPENING]

DANKO: Hey!
Hey guys.

WEBSTER: Hey.

DANKO:
Well, that's not bad duty.

How is it going?
Yeah. Well, terrible.

Oh?
If this meningitis

doesn't hit me soon,

I'm gonna die of boredom.

Boredom? It's only been
a day and half.

He misses me.

He's been counting the days.

Oh, no, it's not that.

It's just that yesterday
was your day to take

the garbage out.

Oh...

So?

Where is it?

What, the garbage?

No, the books,
magazines,

treats.
Treats?

Yeah.
Treats?

Well, isn't that
customary when you visit

a friend in the hospital?

No treats.

That's only for sickies.

Not for fakers.

By the way, Ryker
wants to know how you

doing with your ID kit.

Oh, that. Yeah...

[CHUCKLES] You guys
ever try to put together

one of those things?

No. How does it work?
Well...

I'll tell you.

It's not that easy
to put together

the right face.

There's thousands
of these things.

That ain't it.
[SIGHS]

Hey, listen, um,

tell Ryker I'm sorry
it's taking so long.

But, uh,

they had me go through
all kinds of tests yesterday,

kind of knocked me out,
you know?

I should have it finished
later on today, though.

Sure you okay?

Yeah.
Yeah, I just, uh,

didn't get a very
good night's sleep.

Okay.

Okay.

If you need anything,
let us know.

Okay.

Okay?
See you.

Thanks for coming.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SIGHS]
Okay...

TOWERS: You ever stop
to think she might not

shop here all the time?

I mean, we may have just
spotted her the day she

shopped by this place.

Towers, for just once
in your life,

would you say
what's on your mind?

Look, I'm not trying to
walk out on this thing,

if that's what you are
afraid of.

No, no, no.

You got it mixed up.

You try and walk out
on this thing,

you better be afraid.

Hey, look.

A lot of cars like that.
That's her.

[ENGINE REVVING]

That's her all right.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Look out, Mrs. Talbot!

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Get outta here!
Get this thing outta here!

Oh, my God!

I just wanna go away.

That's all. Just away.

No police. No nothing.

[SNIFFLES]
Oh, please, Lou.

Running won't help putting him
back in prison.

Look, if we go to the police,
tell them that he's here,

that he tried
to run you down.

No.

I've done that.

I don't want anymore.

Let's someone else find him,
not me.

Oh, Lou!

Lou, I'm afraid of him.

He's not like anyone
you've ever known.

I'm scared to death of him.

[SIGHS] I...

I just wanna go away.

[SHIVERING] Lou,
we don't even have

to leave the city.

Please, just until
they find him.

[STAMMERING]
If we stay here,

he'll find us.

[SOBBING]
Lou, I'm begging you.

All right, all right,
we'll...

We'll go.

Oh, he won't find you.

All right. All right.

[SOBBING]

RADIO BROADCASTER: And that
leaves the city council idle

while the Mayor reports

that the state legislature
on his reasons for attaching

the rider to the bill.

That's the local news.

Nothing, not a word.

RADIO BROADCASTER:
Showers and thunderstorms...

[SNAPS FINGERS]
Maybe she didn't she us, huh?

That's it.
We were going

so fast, she didn't have
a chance to see.

She saw me.

It was only for an instant
but I saw that look

in her eye.

She knew it was me.

She thought
she was gonna die.

Oh yeah, wise guy?
Well, how come

there's no word on us?

'Cause she didn't go
to the cops.

Argh...

Not yet anyway.

She's too afraid
to do anything.

We gotta move fast now.
We gotta get to her

before she has time
to get any ideas.

[SIGHS]
I'm telling you

one thing,

I'm not going back
to that parking lot.

No, no, man.
No parking lot.

We got something new
we didn't have before.

Her last name.

The kid, he shouted it out
when he warned her.

Talbot.

Arlene Talbot.

And we know she lives
by the market.

RADIO BROADCASTER:
...at the attempted suicide

today

by a man who fainted
on the street at 12th and Elm.

He was rushed to a nearby
medical clinic

where it was found

that he might be suffering
from a deadly disease.

Viral meningitis.

His disappearance from
the clinic has

heath authorities worried

for the man himself and those
to whom he might unwillingly

be spreading his disease.

Officer William Gillis,
under observation

at memorial hospital,

who brought the unidentified
man to the clinic,

is now preparing
a composite picture

of the possible carrier.

Wherever you are,

please turn yourself in
to the nearest medic...

[TURNS OFF RADIO]

[LAUGHING]
No.

That's just a bluff.

SNEED: You know,
they try those scare tactics

so I'll come in begging
for them to save my life.

Do I look like I'm dying,
from the thing they say I am?

Huh?

SNEED: It's just the flu, man.
That's all.

All right. All right.

I just wanna get thing done
and get out of here.

What's the matter?
You got a headache?

Yeah.

It's been banging away
since this morning.

Your neck's stiff?
A little.

Why?
Well...

You probably got the same kind
of flu, I got.

[SNIGGERS]
You wanna turn

yourself in?

Will you lay off, Ralph?

Look, let's not sit around
wasting time, man.

We know what her
last name is,

we know that she lives around
the market.

She shops there often enough.

SNEED: All you gotta do
is find her.

And what about you?

Mmm...

If that cop the guy on the
radio was talking about ever

finishes that portrait of me,

they'll make us for sure.

Hey Ralph,
where are you going?

To that hospital.

NURSE OVER PA: Doctor Donahue,
2-7...

Gill?

All right, don't get
too close to him.

What is it?
Did he

come down with it?
My God, has he got it?

We're taking him to isolation.
I really think you

ought to get out.

WILLIE: Hey, Lieutenant.
Is that you?

Yeah, Gillis.
What is it?

Well, I finished the ID and...

[CLEARS THROAT]
Sorry it took

so long, but...

I wasn't feeling too good.

That's all right.
Now listen,

take care of yourself,
you hear me?

WILLIE:
Sounds like an order,

Lieutenant.

It is. You do what
I'm telling you

or I'll run your tail up
higher than a kite.

JILL: What you doing in here
with that cart?

SNEED: Oh... [MUMBLING]
Told me to bring it here.

JILL: Well, that must be
a mistake.

Maybe it's for one
of the other rooms.

It's not for this room.

Fever's still up,
Doctor Ramsey.

I've set up an IV
of sodium chloride

and 5 percent dextrose.

And whoever called for that
cart, probably needs it.

SNEED: Yeah, right.

DR. RAMSEY: I want
30 milligrams

of phenobarbital

and four grams
of sodium sulfadiazine

given intravenously.

NURSE OVER PA: Doctor Donahue,
Call 2-7-6.

Doctor Donahue,
Call 2-7-6.

NURSE OVER PA:
Doctor Richville,

check with surgery, please.

Doctor Richville,
check with surgery, please.

Mmm...

Mmm...

How's the world?

It misses you.

[CHUCKLES]
You think you can

manage these?

Yeah.
[GROANING]

Easy.
Yeah.

Okay...

Here.
Uh-huh.

Three more cases of meningitis
in the past 24 hours.

Board Of Health has not
declared an epidemic yet

but they are worried that
it might turn into one.

Here's our man.

RYKER: So far,
we have nothing on him.

Even the clinic Officer Gillis
took him to

couldn't get his name

because he ran off
before they could

fill out a card.

God knows how many people
he's infected

or even if he's still alive.

The Board Of Health tells us
that as a carrier,

he may not got any sicker
than a man with a cold

or a case of the flu.

Which means that from the time
the...

You have something on him,
Officer Webster?

Uh, yeah, Lieutenant.
Got something.

His name is Ralph Sneed.

He and another man,
Kenneth Towers, escaped from

Mississippi State Prison

over a week age.

Now get this, there were
six cases of meningitis

at the prison.

WEBSTER: Mike is over at R&I
to see what he can come up

on this Sneed right now.

Lieutenant?

This just came in
from Mississippi.

Newspaper there send us
a picture of Sneed's wife.

That's the description.

The neighbors say
she remarried.

But they
don't know her new name.

By the way,
she's the one that turned

Sneed and Towers in.

He swore he'd kill her
if he ever got out.

And, uh,

he's out.

Why do they think
she's here?

Uh, she told them
she was headed this way

to try to start
a new life.

What did they do?
Give her a farewell party?

Why didn't she tell them
her new name?

Maybe she didn't
want them to know.

That could mean
that coming here

is just a story.

Sneed's got me looking
under manhole covers.

Why am I
complicating it?

Olga, would you put me
through to Captain Woodfield,

please?

Unless she thought
they wouldn't be able to

keep him locked up.

You see? I am
getting paranoid.

On the other hand,
they couldn't keep

him locked up.

Uh, Finn?

We have a picture
coming through

of the wife,

I'd like permission to
distribute it to the

newspapers and TV stations.

Right. Thank you.

I'll have one of my men
grab it when it comes in

and send it out.

I will.

You're the man, Danko.

I want you to send
Webster in here, please.

Oh, uh,
he's not here.

He's over at the hospital
checking to see

how Willie is.

Oh, he is,
is he?

Well, have him
report to me

when he gets back.

I wanna know
how Willie is, too.

Okay.

Jill?

How is he?

[SIGHS]

He's not responding
to the medication.

His fever is up.

We don't know
the reason.

Look, can I see him?

No, you can't see him.
He's in isolation.

He's burning up.

If he talked to you,
it would be

out of a delirium

and he probably
wouldn't even know

who you were.

And I'm really sorry
'cause I don't mean to

take it out on you.

It's okay.

What are
friends for?

Well,

friends are supposed
to help each other.

And I don't seem to
be able to do that

for Willie.

Look, um,

can you buy me
a cup of coffee?

I left all my money
in my other pants.

Yeah.

How is it going on
the meningitis carrier?

Good.

Willie's composite helped.
Look.

His name is Ralph Sneed,
escape convict.

I think he was here.

Who?
Him. Sneed.

First, he was in
Willie's room.

Posing as an orderly.

And then he was
in the pharmacy.

It's no wonder
Willie's fever is up.

No wonder he isn't responding
to the medication.

He never got
the right medication.

I think Sneed tried
to kill him.

Get me
Doctor Ramsey, stat.

TV NARRATOR:
This woman may hold

the key to the solution

of one of the most
bizarre events to strike

the city in years.

Authorities have been informed
that she may be

somewhere in hiding,

afraid of the vengeance
of Ralph Sneed,

the fugitive who is carrying
the dangerous infection...

How many times
do you have to see it?

You know, it isn't
going to change.

Nothing will,
till you go

to the police.

I can't.

But what are we
supposed to do?

Just sit around here,
till he comes knocking

at the door?

They'll find him.

That's what you said
last night.

They will.
They have to.

Arlene, it's wrong to...
Nothing is wrong when you're

as afraid as I am, Lou.

Nothing.

I don't care how many
bums are coming through.

I want those phones manned.

As long as it takes.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Come in.

Don't tell me that.
Even a nut has eyes, and

he could've seen this woman.

What's his name?
Sneed's ex-wife.

I don't care how many
phony phone calls

you're getting.

I want a log kept
on each and every one.

You understand?

Why aren't you
monitoring phone calls?

'Cause there's a woman out in
the lobby who says she knows

where Sneed's ex-wife is.

Well, all right.
Take her statement, log it,

run it through the mill.

What do you need
me to tell you?

'Cause Terry and I
want to follow this up

ourselves.

Oh, come on, boy!
I'm busy here.

Don't bother me now.

Look.
She says

she's Sneed's ex-wife's
hairdresser, right?

She gave us a name.
Arlene Talbot.

Oh, well, that's different.
Why didn't you say so?

Now at least we have a name.

That's what
Terry and I thought.

And that's why
we wanted to

check it out ourselves.

Go ahead,
be my guest.

Follow it up.

You've earned it.
You identified Sneed.

Now, get out of here,
will you?

Okay.

[METAL CLANKING]

[GROGGILY]
It's you.

Find anything out?

A lot.

She lives
at 1207, North Elm.

Husbands, uh,

Lou Talbot.

CPA of some kind.
Got his own business.

Been married for
two and a half years.

How'd you...

She's got
a gabby neighbor.

What? You went
to the house?

You idiot.

What if she
saw you?

Relax.

Gabby neighbor told me
she saw, uh,

her and her husband
take off with suitcases

in a car.

You know where
they went?

No.

Oh, great.

That's just beautiful.

Now we're right back
where we started.

[METAL CLANKS]

We're further back
than that.

You look like
a dried-up

cesspool, Ralph.

How do you feel?

I feel great.

Just fine.

Good.

I don't.

I'm running a fever,

I got a headache,

my neck's sore.

[SNAPS FINGERS]

I probably got
the same kind of flu

you've got, huh?

Yeah.

Get some aspirin
and a drink.

That flu you got
is called

viral meningitis.

It says there
the symptoms are exactly

the same things I got.

You almost
killed me, Sneed!

What're you gonna
do about it?

I'm gonna find myself
a doctor.

And get well.

They'll send you
back to prison.

I don't care!

I wanna live.

Hey, hey...

Stop worrying.

You won't even have to
take a step out of here.

I've got a cure.

Yeah?

Yeah. What do you think?

I'm gonna let
myself die?

What is it?

Where is it?

Right here.
[GUNSHOT]

A mutual friend of mine
and Mr.

Talbot told me
your boss

was the best
in the business

and the way the IRS is
breathing down my neck,

believe me,

I need the best.

Well, I'm sorry, sir, but,
I'm under strict orders.

I can't tell you
where Mr. Talbot is.

I understand, I understand.
I don't want you to get

into trouble on my account.

Look.

This is last year's
tax return,

with all the particulars,
including my name

and address.

You just send this
to Mr.

Talbot, wherever he is,
via a special messenger,

and you let him decide
for himself

whether or not he wants to
get involved in my case.

And tell him,

I'm willing to pay him
20 cents on every dollar

he saves me.

Plus, I'll pay for
the messenger service.

Come on,
what do you say?

I'll see that
Mr. Talbot gets this.

And soon.

If he doesn't get it
in time,

it won't do me
any good. Right?

He'll get it
today.

[EXCLAIMS]
Terrific.

You just saved
my life.

Neighbors saw
both of them leave

with a couple
of suitcases.

And someone else
came by looking

for them.

Showed them a picture
of Sneed and Towers

and Towers was here.

We better get going
and get to them before

they do.

Good thing Ryker gave us
that search warrant.

That's for sure.

WOMAN:
Jamaica Bay Inn.

Hello.
Desk Clerk.

One moment please.

MAN: Desk.

Uh, Desk Clerk?
This is Officer Webster

of the SCPD.

8-4-9-3-4.

Do you have
a Mr. and Ms.

Talbot
registered there?

Let me check
the register.

Can you hold?
Mmm-hmm.

No, I'm sorry.
No, wait a minute.

They might be registered
on a different name, uh...

She's in her 30s.
Very pretty.

He's in his 40s.
Wears horn-rimmed glasses,

with a hearing aid attached.

Sounds like the Donovans.

Made the reservation
over the phone.

Yeah.

That might be them.
Thank you. Thank you.

That hotel
in the north side

near the airport.

Better call Ryker,
tell him what we've got.

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

Nurse's station.
This is Danko.

Hi, babe.
It's me.

Um, how's Willie?

Well, Doctor Ramsey
is with him now.

Uh, look, I just called
the precinct.

They said that Ryker
was on his way over there.

Has he got there yet?

Uh, no, he said he would
be here but I haven't...

Uh, wait a minute.
Here he is.

Lieutenant?

It's Mike.

Mike?
MIKE:

Hey, Lieutenant.

I think we got something.

Oh, tell me
what it is.

Doctor Ramsey.

How's Willie?

Well, he's either
getting better

or he's pregnant.

Pregnant?

He just asked
for pie a la mode

and a pickle.

[EXCLAIMS]
He did?

Lieutenant. Mike!
Willie's hungry.

Out of sight.
Okay.

Yeah.

I'm not sure what it means,
but, uh, the kid's hungry.

Oh, wow.
Let's go.

Hey, Blue Dart.

[GRUNTS]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

That's probably
just the messenger

that my secretary
sent over.

Blue Dart.

[CHUCKLING]
I told you there's

nothing to worry about.

It's just the messenger.

[GRUNTS]

Well, well, well.

[PANTING]
Move away from her.

Walk away, Lou!

Or, by God,

I'll kill you
where you stand.

Don't hurt her.
Please.

Please, for God's sake,
don't kill her!

[GRUNTS]
[SCREAMS]

[GRUNTS]
[SCREAMS]

Tell him
to stay there.

Or I'll kill him first.

ARLENE:
Please, Lou, stay there,

don't do anything.

I don't want you
to die.

Me?

Me, you choose to let stay
in prison for the rest

of my life, and him?

You're gonna
die for?

[SCREAMS]

All I ever gave you
was love.

What did I do?

Why did you
wanna kill me?

[CRYING]
I didn't want

you hurt, Ralph.

But I couldn't
live like that.

You murdered a man
in cold blood.

So you turned me in,

and went away to find
another husband.

Yeah.

You cared a lot.

I did, once.

[GROWLS]
[SCREAMS]

Stop!

[GRUNTS]

[KNOCK ON DOOR]
MIKE:

Police officers!

Try it.
And you kill her.

SNEED: Throw you guns
over here.

Come on!

Now move back.
Give me room.

Come on, man.
Get out of the way.

MIKE: There he is.

[SIRENS WAILING]

MIKE: Sneed!

Sneed, you need
a doctor.

We can help you.

MIKE: That disease you got
is gonna kill you

if you don't get help.

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

MIKE: Don't do it, Sneed.

Sneed!
Don't touch me.

Come on, Sneed.
This doesn't make

any sense.

The doctors can
help you.

Don't touch me, cop.

Stay away from me.

You don't have to die, man.

Stay away!

Give us your hand, Sneed!

[SCREAMS]

Okay.

Work out.
All right...

Wait, uh, let me
cut those.

Huh?
The cut.

Oh, go ahead.
Okay.

Think it's gonna
help, huh?

No.

Go ahead.
Good move.

All right.
[WHISPERS]

Don't trust him.

Mmm-mmm.
Here we go.

Girl's fingers.
Look at those fingers.

Okay...

I'll open.

I'll see you
and raise you two.

Uh-huh?
Yeah, well.

Can't win 'em all.

I'll see you.

Give me two.

You sure are looking
a lot better, man.

Sure feel a lot better.

But, let me tell ya.

That's it for me.

No more mouth-to-mouth.
No way.

[JILL CLEARS THROAT]

What's this?

Your lunch.

JILL: Yeah.
We're not taking

any chances.

Remember now,
you're eating for two.

Thank you.