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Hey, Lieutenant, they just made the pickup.

It's Nitschke.

This has got to be it.

He's driving a 1973 Mercedes, dark blue.

Nice and plain, 860 VLA.

OK, you stick with him.

But don't crowd him.

And don't take offense.

Let your backup guy have him if he smells you.

You were here at the Central Park Towers, and if I'm right--

We'll see you in five minutes.

But Crocker, don't blow it.

This is the biggie, baby.

Timing is everything.

All right.

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If I'm right, Nitschke's drop is right here.

And ever since he got ripped off on that big Turkish delivery

last month, Steiner doesn't trust his own mama.

Lieutenant, we're holding close.

He tests the stuff himself.

You know, this is one big mistake.

One of the biggest dealers in Manhattan.

And we haven't been able to hang a parking ticket on him.

Are you ready?

Now we're going to bust him, and we're going to bust

him big, and we're going to make it stick this time.

He just turned into Park.

Looks like your nose is right.

Oh, he loves you, dear.

He is, how sweet it is.

Easy, easy.

That's a good time to get up there.

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May I help you, gentlemen?

Yes.

OK, you cover the lobby here.

You take the service area, make sure the guard dog doesn't talk to anybody.

Oh, Stanley Nitschke.

All right, hold him.

Spread those legs.

Oh, stop the stage.

Look, it's the big one.

Oh, that's a nice surprise.

Let him have it.

Oh, Park, it's the police.

Well, well, well, what do we got here?

It looks like smack.

Right here on Manny Steiner's coffee table.

And you know what, sweetheart?

Some of our boys picked up the rest of the stuff

in Brownsville after Nitschke tested the last batch.

You better have a warrant, Kojak.

Oh, what?

Oh, I would have sworn I had one this morning.

Here, read it.

You got a permit for this piece?

You better believe it.

You see, at times I have to carry large amounts of money.

Oh, really?

Tell me about it.

I want to call my lawyer.

Yeah.

Relax, huh?

In the meantime, would you kindly read him his rights?

You have the right to remain silent.

If you give up the right to remain silent,

anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.

You have the right to speak with-- All right already.

You'll never make it stick, Kojak.

If you think Manny Steiner's going

to let some two-bit, bullet-headed cop roll him up, you're crazy.

I pay my lawyers more in a week than you make in a year.

You can tell me about it.

Look, I've got my rights.

I want to call my lawyer.

Yeah, yeah.

Sit down.

We'll go down to the station house.

We'll book you, and then you can call your lawyer.

In the meantime, you get some of the boys down here and really toss this joint.

Really toss it.

Go through all the legal papers, documents, whatever.

Open a safe on paid bills, and then get Stavros down here, the plant authority.

I wouldn't be surprised if he's growing marijuana in the potted plants.

You're not going to take me, Kojak.

Why don't you use that bullet head of yours

for something else besides breaking down doors?

Look, this is something we can work out.

After all, I'm a respectable businessman.

Yeah, well, you keep talking, Steiner,

and I'll nail you for trying to bribe a police officer.

That ain't too bad.

A bull-headed police officer.

That's good for 10 to 20 years on a farm.

I'll never do time, Kojak.

Of course not.

You'll have time for your memoirs like Joe Belocci.

Get ready for your papers, baby, and follow the leader.

All right, while you're resting, what's your full name?

Nitchkey.

Mr. Steiner has a right to counsel.

What are the charges?

Possession of heroin with intent to sell.

Possession of narcotics paraphernalia.

Possible possession of a firearm without a registration.

How's that for openers?

I got news for you, buster.

You know, playing Patty cake on your coffee table

with a half a kilo of horse, that's a tsk, tsk, and a naughty, naughty.

Manny, you have a right to remain silent.

I strongly advise you to say nothing, absolutely nothing.

Try to arrange bail as fast as I can.

Good boy.

Well, it looks leak-proof to me.

Now, it's all set for a preliminary hearing on Monday at 10 AM.

You be there, Theo, with the evidence.

Grabbing the stuff right in his living room.

Open package and all that.

You know, I wish every case they gave me to prosecute was this easy.

I guess you heard he made bail.

A hundred thou cash.

You know something?

This fellow must have had his hearing on the back nine at Winged Foot.

That's a good one.

Oh, I'm sorry, Frank.

I didn't know you had a broad.

That's all right, Theo. He's just leaving.

Uh, before you go,

do you mind answering one question?

What am I supposed to do about dinner tonight?

What did you do before you married me?

Frank! Don't answer that.

There's some frozen dinners in the freezer.

Pop one into the oven, set the timer,

and modern science will do the rest.

Don't wait up for me, dear.

How come?

They haven't tryouts for cheerleader after class?

I'm moonlighting for a sick friend.

at the by-the-wee massage parlor.

Bye, Lillian.

She's gonna drive me bananas.

Hey, look, you two had a fight.

What can I do for you?

Oh, it wasn't a fight.

She's just moody, unpredictable.

Maybe she's going through the change or something.

I don't know.

She's always telling me I want more out of life.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

Every time it's something different.

Last week, she wanted to open a boutique.

This week, she's decided to go back to CCNY to finish a degree.

Oh, yeah.

I mean, the kids are grown and away from home.

She wants to change the scenery.

She wants to get away for a couple of weeks.

You got a vacation.

Come on, why don't you take us up, late-sheepskate?

He's gonna drive me bananas.

No way, no how.

Not in my time of life.

I haven't come this far to wind up in some stinking prison cell.

Maybe die in some lousy prison infirmary.

No.

You're my lawyer, Farrell.

You come up with something.

You come up with one of your loopholes.

Manny, that's not the way it works.

I don't invent the law.

I only protect your right within the law.

The fact that the incriminating materials

were found in your apartment in such a quantity and with you present,

well, it makes the prosecution's case very strong.

Yeah.

That damned evidence.

Without that evidence... Manny, I don't know what you're thinking, but...

Look, it's all or nothing.

I'm not spending the rest of my life in prison.

Oh, don't get nervous, Farrell.

Go on, go on home to your big house in Derrienne.

I'll call in another specialist to pick it up from here.

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No evidence, no case.

It's that simple.

But I need a man with your talent who can put it together.

Can do?

Will do, Mr. Steiner.

Difficult problems are my specialty.

How much?

$130,000.

A hundred for me, 30 for my people.

I'll take care of my own expenses.

Results. That's all I'm interested in.

Results.

You know this man Kojak?

Sure, I know Kojak.

I know everybody.

That Greek is the kind of a fox you try to stay out of his way.

It's gonna be hard to get a handle on him.

At these prices, I don't want to hear hard.

I want to know, can you do it?

Not to worry.

Just leave it to me.

You won't even know how I put it together.

That's the way I like it.

Get yourself a good alibi for a couple of days, something solid.

Any other loose ends?

There's Nitschke. He brought the junk up to my place.

Cost you 20 more.

Standard fee, shop around.

You won't do any better.

( music playing ).

Hello, this is Steiner. Put Farrell on.

I don't care. Put him on.

Farrell.

Get Nitschke out on bail.

Now. The usual channels.

Right away.

Oh, and Farrell, I got a news item for you.

I'll be your guest on "The Sound" this weekend.

I said this weekend. That's your problem.

That's right.

Oh, and why don't you invite some of your fancy society friends?

Yeah.

So she does 30 days for no convictions, whatever that meant.

I think she meant no opinions, you know.

- Captain. - Yeah.

- Somebody left this note for you. - Oh, thank you, Sergeant.

Oh, come on.

Oh, no, not again.

Lillian, get this.

I feel a need to get away for a few days by myself.

I'll call and let you know where I am.

Love, Lillian.

Well, I hope she picked up my shirts before she left.

Good for her. You know, 22 years married to a cop.

Is that what you call a better chrysanthemums?

Yeah, well, all the same, I'm not gonna run around like some jerk trying to find her.

If she wants to express herself, great.

So long as she doesn't run up a charge, you count it, Tiffany's. It's fine with me.

Hey, Frank, I know you're snaked out of the middle, right?

But now that you're a bachelor for a couple of days, I got a couple of numbers.

- A couple? - Yeah.

One would give me a massive coronary.

What?

- Yeah? - Lieutenant Kojak, please.

Okay.

Lieutenant Kojak, it's for you.

Thank you.

Hello.

Did McNeil buy the note bit?

- Who is this? - Shut your mouth and listen to me, Kojak.

You know that note from McNeil's wife?

She's gone on a little vacation. I feel the need to get away for a few days, right?

Well, we've got her, Kojak.

What do you mean, you've got her? You've kidnapped her?

Who said anything about kidnapping? She's on a vacation.

She's taking a few days away.

Can I help it if she runs into an auto accident in New Berkshires?

Read the note, Kojak.

- What do you want? - A swap.

That package you found over on Park. You know the one, on the coffee table.

The package for McNeil's wife. It's that simple, Kojak.

Simple nothing. You can't blackmail this man.

That's why I'm talking to you, Kojak.

You're the arresting officer.

You'll be the one to check out that package on the morning of the hearing.

That evidence never gets to court, Kojak.

When we get the package, you'll get McNeil's wife.

Number one, I gotta keep it from McNeil, and number two...

the department doesn't look too well, and the

detective will go south with a kilo of horse.

That's your problem, Kojak.

You start to look for her, you'll find her in a ditch.

Think about it.

A 10 to 20 rap on an old man's life or a nice lady's life.

And if I get you the stuff, and you kill her anyway...

I'm taking a skydive without a parachute, right?

Hey, look, I wanna talk to Lillian.

You get a call on this phone in ten minutes.

Kojak, please, don't try any trace.

Uh, are you finished?

- Hmm? - The phone. Are you finished?

Hey, look, I'm a cop. Don't use it.

Benny?

- Yes, lieutenant? - Come here.

Don't anybody use this phone.

(SIGHS)

Yeah. I'm sorry, Mac.

Squad room.

Crocker, this is Kojak.

Get your hands on a T-14 recorder and get

here on a double to the Excelsior pool hall.

Come in the back way, and I'll meet you in the men's room.

That's right, that men's room. And, Crocker, move it.

I want you down here in nine minutes, and make sure it's working.

- What's up, lieutenant? - Are you sure it's working?

- Yeah, I put new batteries in it. - Now, look, I'm in a hurry.

You get out of here and go out the back way.

- All right. Thanks, Benny. - Right, lieutenant.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

- Theo? - Lillian, are you all right?

Yes, I'm all right, but... But I'm afraid.

Please do whatever they ask.

Whatever you do, follow their instructions to the letter.

Lillian, of course we will. Now, let's leave.

- Hello, Lieutenant. - Hey, Lieutenant.

Lieutenant, we have a make on the Bollinger burglary suspect.

Do you want us to tail him or pick him up?

What?

Do you want us to scoop him up or tail him, Lieutenant?

I don't care. Take him to lunch if you want to.

Make a decision, Crocker. That's what the city pays you for.

You start to look for her, you'll find her in a ditch.

Give me the desk.

This is Lieutenant Kojak.

Were you on the desk this morning when that note came for Captain O'Neil?

No, he got it all right. Who brought it in?

A wino.

Did you get a description?

Right, thanks.

Stavros, come in here.

Yes, Lieutenant.

Look, some wino brought a note in here this morning, downstairs.

I want you to locate him.

Locate a wino?

You've got to be kidding. You know how many winos...

He's pushing 80, dressed in an army fatigue jacket,

Mets baseball cap, blue and red tennis shoes.

He's got a gimpy leg.

Does that make the job any easier for you?

Or would you like me to get you a seeing-eye dog?

Yeah, well, I'm still checking stolen property, Lieutenant.

Well, I'm pulling you off that burglary detail.

Now get going.

Oh, when you find him, call me. Stavros.

Look, this is a special assignment, okay?

And it's for me.

Don't discuss it with anybody, you got it?

Yeah, Lieutenant. I got it.

Just a gentle reminder, Theo.

The evaluation report is due tomorrow morning.

Hell, I know when the evaluation report is due. Anything else?

Nuh-uh.

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Good afternoon. Charles, isn't it?

Raymond. Good afternoon, sir.

Look, I'm staying a few days with the McNeils, and...

Well, I guess I overslept.

Did you have any chance to see Mrs. McNeil go out this morning?

Hmm. Oh, yes. About ten.

Was she alone?

No, there was a woman with her.

A woman? I wonder if that was my niece.

I mean, what'd she look like?

I don't think this could have been your niece, sir.

She was an older woman.

Hmm. White hair and sable coat?

No. Uh, no, I only saw them from the back.

But I'd say this was a woman of about 50.

Blonde hair, brown suit.

Had her son along.

Her son?

Well, he sort of looked like her son.

A nice young man.

He walked behind them and carried the lady's coat over his arm.

That could have been my nephew. What did he look like?

Well, as I say, I only saw them from the back.

But, uh, about medium height.

And, uh, he had a nicely cut suit on, though.

Yeah, that would have been Aunt Grace and Anthony.

I'm sorry I missed them. They didn't say where they were going.

We didn't speak. Actually, they seemed to be in a bit of a hurry.

You didn't see if they got into a car or something like that?

No, sorry.

Well, they must have gone to Aunt Grace's.

Please, uh, don't mention any of this to Captain McNeil, all right?

We're having a family get-together. It's a surprise.

Here, this is for you, and thanks for your help.

Crocker.

Here, Crocker. I got a job for you.

I want you to get down to C.I.B.

And dig up everything you can on Steiner, all right?

All that garbage that we couldn't make stick.

And see what you can dig up on a middle-aged woman

that could be connected with Steiner's operation in any way.

Somewhere between the ages of 40 and 60, okay?

Lieutenant, I'm supposed to relieve Armis on that burglary stakeout in about an hour.

Can you send Saperstein?

If I wanted to send Saperstein, Crocker, I'd send Saperstein.

Okay, boss.

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You being a good boy, Kojak?

Playing the game our way?

I want you to be at your desk Monday morning, 8 A.M.

I'm gonna phone you and tell you where to drop that package.

You there, Kojak?

I'm here.

No cute stuff, huh?

Either you come up with the evidence, or she's dead, Kojak.

[ hungs the phone ]

You all right?

Yeah, I'm all right. Just a little headache. What's up?

Look, Theo, I'm only a sergeant, but things are getting a little sloppy out there.

I mean, if you're gonna empty my chart, I wish you'd let me know about it.

I got Weaver out with the flu, Volanos on vacation.

Three times now this week, you've jerked men out from under me.

I don't even know what you're working on.

I mean, I gotta keep my paperwork straight, too, you know.

What case did you put him on?

The Santora case.

The Santora case? That's been inactive for six months.

We're about to break a million-dollar burglary,

and you're pulling troops off to put him on the Santora case?

I'm reopening it. You want a memo?

Oh, thanks, lieutenant.

Are you sure you're okay?

You're not in any trouble, huh?

Yeah, the world's full of trouble.

Anything I can help with, that's what friends are for.

No, thanks, Al.

There's nothing you can do.

Just get out of here, will you, so I can finish these files?

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You come up with the evidence, or she's dead, Kojak.

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Good morning.

I understand the million-dollar burglary investigation is going begging

while you're working out a hot flash on an inactive file.

You care to fill me in?

You look terrible. Did you sleep here?

Yeah, I did. Dead insomnia.

What happened to your fingers?

Making my own breakfast.

I burned them on the skillet. Not only that.

Look at these socks.

Blue and the gray, the Civil War.

Why doesn't she have some consideration for me?

She didn't pick up my shirts, either.

I don't know what laundry she uses.

You're a big help.

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Stein.

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Mr. Stein, I'd like to talk to you. Come on, get in.

You see the Pullager file on Captain McNeil's desk?

I wouldn't want to drag you away from Batman and Robin.

I'll get it. Oh, here it is.

And look, if he asked for it, would you tell him that I took it?

It's been awfully nice talking to you.

[DOOR SLAMS].

[PHONE RINGS]

Yeah? Yeah, Lieutenant, I got the wino.

He didn't get very far.

This dame gave him five bucks to deliver the note.

You got any idea how much stinky beef Fie Alice could buy?

He's in pretty bad shape. You want me to bring him in?

Give me your exact location. I'll be right over.

All I got so far, Lieutenant, is that she had blonde hair,

was wearing a brown outfit, kept mumbling something about her legs,

something funny about she had legs like a linebacker or something.

How old? How old was she?

This is the only way to get his attention, Lieutenant.

How old was she, Clarence?

Keep him off the sauce, you hear?

Give him a gallon of black coffee,

give him a steam bath, and then take him down to BCI...

until he can pick out a face, and then get in touch with me.

Go ahead.

Oh, Lieutenant.

That lady talked funny.

Funny? How do you mean, talked funny?

All right, stay with him, Stavros.

Lieutenant, want me to check with Vine, let him know where I'm at?

I'll take care of that.

Yes, sir.

Oh, Clarence.

( music playing ).

( music playing ).

Keeping up the old trade, Faxi?

Well, well, Lieutenant.

I-- What are you talking about?

Why, I haven't hung any paper in years.

Now, honest, Lieutenant,

do you think I'd be sitting in this crummy booth if I wasn't clean?

Hey, look, you were the best Czech floater in Manhattan for over 20 years.

Ballpoint pen in your hand was like a Stradivarius.

Hey, look, I need a favor.

Well, now, let's see what we got here, eh?

Written by a woman, middle-aged.

Hey, wait a minute.

This is interesting.

You see the way these lines seem to wobble up and down?

And the uneven way these letters here are formed?

You can see how the "E" here is cramped, right?

Well, now, that's an indication of great stress.

Fear. Possibly even duress.

And here's the strange part.

The way almost every word ends shows concentration and determination.

You can see that from the way these last letters are formed.

I see. What does that tell us?

I can't really say.

Because there's-- There's contradiction here.

Stress... gets determination.

All right, Faxi, thanks.

Lieutenant, you in some kind of trouble?

I can read faces, too, you know.

You know something, Faxi?

You're wasting your time in this booth.

- Nitschke bought it. - Where'd they find him?

Lieutenant, they just fished Nitschke out of the East River.

- Somebody did a piano-wire job on him. - Are you sure it's Nitschke?

Yeah, that's the weird part. He still has his wallet in his pocket.

They made a positive I.D.

You go down to the medical examiner's office and get the report to Wright.

Then I want you to go down and talk to the harbor police.

Tracy, I want an hour-hour rundown on Nitschke... since he made bail in U Vine.

Give Tracy a couple of bodies to help him, okay?

I don't know when we're the whole enchilada.

What gives, Lieutenant?

I'm short on the chart already.

We're gonna need your Kelly girl to answer the phones here.

- What's the rush on Nitschke? - Oh, just do it, huh?

I want a lead on the Nitschke killing, and I want it today. All right?

(Police radio chatter).

Theo, I want to talk to you.

I'm gonna forget you're a lieutenant and give it to you straight.

- Okay, I'll get it off your chest. - I want to know what's wrong.

You've been charging around here like a wounded tiger. Everything's fouled up.

Those guys out there are starting to stare at you. They think you're cracking up.

Now, your personal problems are your business.

But when it affects the squad, it's my business.

Pulling guys off the chart like paper towels off a roll.

McNeil is all over me like a fungus.

I can't cover anymore, Theo.

Now, Theo, I know you're in trouble.

It doesn't take a genius to figure that out.

But we've been friends a long time.

Maybe I can help. Maybe there's a way out.

But you can't keep it to yourself.

You're drowning, pal.

Okay, Al.

You want to know what's coming down, huh?

Yeah.

God knows I want to tell you.

I've got to tell somebody.

The Steiner case, right?

There's another angle to it, Al. You ready?

It's heavy, baby.

[Music]

Good.

It's going according to plan.

Got the man eaten out of my hands.

He'll turn it over just before the hearing.

You're actually going to hand over the evidence?

Unless I can get to Lillian first, I got no other way to go.

Of course you know what they're going to do to you.

They're going to press charges.

You know what they did to that detective in the Bronx?

They accused him of selling it on the street.

They're going to crucify you.

What can I do?

I mean, I send a wreath to Lillian's funeral saying,

"Hey, baby, I'm sorry. I had to save my skin first"?

Come on, Al. They're going to kill Lillian.

Yeah, this Nietzsche, that was the first sight when they knocked him off.

Yeah, they're going to kill Lillian unless I play patsy.

They might kill her anyway. Have you thought about that?

Oh, I've thought about that.

And McNeil doesn't know anything about it?

Come on, Al. How could you tell him?

He'd hand in his shield before he yields under this kind of pressure.

Where the hell is everybody?

What about the note?

Here, you read it.

( door opens ).

All right, what the hell is going on around here?

( suspenseful theme playing ).

( dramatic theme playing ).

No deals.

Do you read me?

I mean, you were born in this country. You speak the language?

No deals.

If we don't draw the line, every punk in the street will think he can

beat the rat by threatening a cop's family.

Carrying a shield is tough enough,

but if every man in the department has to do his job

looking over his shoulder to see if his family's okay,

we might as well pack it in now.

You should have told me, Theo.

Mac, I know you. That's exactly why I didn't tell you.

You were gonna put the department on the line because you knew I wouldn't go for it?

- Call me kinky. - Well, kinky you're not.

You're gonna take that evidence down to court tomorrow

morning if I have to send you in an armored truck.

And Lillian?

It's gotta be a bluff.

You're not gonna kill a captain's wife.

We got 18 hours.

What have we got so far? Let's go over it again.

Well, it's Steiner's ballgame, and he's got a pad alibi. He was in Connecticut.

He's using a middleman.

And they're smart, Frank.

They snatched Lillian out of the apartment in

broad daylight, some old broad and a young dude.

And then they had her write a note.

And the way I figure it,

after they left the apartment.

Forensic come up with anything on the note?

No.

Lillian's a cop's wife.

Now, she wrote the note and made the phone call.

after she left the apartment.

Now, I figure she tried to feed us something.

Let's play that tape again.

Okay.

Lillian, are you all right?

Yes, I'm all right, but... but I'm afraid.

Please do whatever they ask.

Whatever you do, follow their instructions to the letter.

Lillian, of course we will. Now, listen.

Follow their instructions to the letter.

Could she be trying to feed us something?

Obviously. They told her what to write in the note, Frank.

Let's see this envelope again.

Yeah. Full name and address and Lillian's handwriting.

Everything with a stamp.

Even the zip code.

Except it's the wrong zip code.

Let me see that.

That's no New York City zip code, Frank.

You're right. But what is it?

Well, I think it's a license number.

She got a good look at her license plate.

They look like old numbers, right?

But New York plates have numbers and letters.

On the 6, 2, and 4, they're clear.

But look at the 618. You see the loop in the 6?

It isn't closed. This one here, what's that? A little foot.

And the 8 is written like an E. Now look close.

That's 624CLE.

And with the license number, we can get her name and an address.

Captain. Lieutenant.

Miles Grundy.

That him here, the deer?

No.

And the information unit has no report on that vehicle being stolen.

All right, here's Grundy's yellow sheet.

And a couple of arrests for bad checks and a vice bust that didn't stick.

Not exactly a kidnapper's profile.

Maybe he's stepping up in class.

If it's our only solid lead, let's follow up on it.

[♪♪♪].

[♪♪♪].

He's in there all right.

Saperstein found a place where we can get a pretty good look into Grundy's pet.

Saperstein, what do you got?

Studio apartment, Lieutenant.

And from where I stand, no sign of Mrs. McNeil.

Grundy's having dinner.

They must have her somewhere else.

Okay, Crocker, you go have a look, but discreetly, huh?

You're going to get wise to this plan, baby. We're down to tubes.

Okay.

[HORN HONKING]

Any action?

Hey! Watch where you're going, Charlie.

Hey, I know that guy. He's a cop.

He busted me for soliciting three years ago.

There's another one.

Come on. Come on!

Wonder who the cops are after.

You suppose Eddie's dealing again?

What did you just say about the cops?

They're watching our building. Must be planning a raid.

You got any grass up there you'd better flush it down the John, Mr. Grundy?

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Lieutenant, something's up. Grundy's pulling the drapes.

Suppose he's on to the surveillance?

I don't know.

But he could be on the move.

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Captain, they dug up a little more on him, Lieutenant.

He makes a living importing antiques.

He's also got a roommate named Lance Norman.

Wait a minute.

Oh, yeah. Look at the way she flipped that cigarette.

I've never seen a broad unload a smoke like that.

Nice brown uniform, tailored suit.

Take those legs. You know we're looking for a broad, right?

How about a man in drag? Mack, that's Grundy.

Get in your car and follow us.

If they smell anything, we'll drop back and let you have them.

Okay, Captain.

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We're right behind you, Lieutenant.

Just stay loose. I don't want to crowd him.

Hey, Lieutenant, we'd better switch.

Right. Stand by.

Okay, Stavros, we're dropping back.

You take him. Stay with her.

Right, Lieutenant.

Okay, we've got him.

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There's the car, Frank. 624 CLE.

Somebody else. You make them tail?

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Oh, yeah. Lonnie Blaze.

You know, compared to him, Caligula was a pussycat.

Assuming she's still alive, she must be in there.

-Should I go get some help? -There's no time.

I don't like the idea of Blaze suddenly putting in an appearance.

-I say we go in now. -It's dangerous, Captain.

It's my wife, Theo.

I'm ranking officer on the scene, and I say we go in now.

Okay, Cap.

Stavros, you and Crocker, you work yourself around the back.

I'll give you two minutes and go in the front.

Yes, sir.

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Well, I thought I told you to stay put, Grundy.

I make a phone call, and there's nobody there.

I don't know what happened, but the police were watching my apartment.

-So you came here. -Lonnie, I was afraid to telephone you.

I thought they might be tapping the phone.

Look, don't worry. There's no way they're gonna recognize me in this getup.

Yeah.

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You really are a fool, Grundy.

If the police were watching your apartment, you made some move.

You came here. This place is leased under your name.

How long you think it'll be before they trace you here?

Those are the noises we heard on tape.

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Well, you put me in a bad spot, boy.

Fortunately, it can be rectified.

-You're expendable. -I guess you always were.

-The place, for God's sake, listen. -Kidnapping, baby. That's life.

There's only three people that can put me in that picture.

Ask yourself, Grundy, what would you do if you were in my position?

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Police!

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Slow down.

All right, up against the wall.

Get him out of there.

Hey, Lillian.

You ought to do something about Frank's socks.

People are beginning to talk.

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