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- Things that are dissimilar.
- So there's no connection...

When will this air?

You can catch it on the 6:00
and then again on the 11:00.

- Do you love it?
- That's show biz.

Have you worked for an
erotic hotline before?

It's just not right
to invade these people's
lives, Lieutenant.

May I remind you that
this is
a murder investigation,

that we've got a strangler
on our hands?

Mary Beth, I think we got him.

Yay, team.

Hey, come on, man,
take it easy, now.

We're just here to serve
a scofflaw warrant.

Hold it!

Drop it down.

-
Children of the night.
-Hi.

How do you like working
midnight to 8:00?

We don't.

Thought we were
gonna get mugged
twice already tonight.

I know what you mean.

Two kids found the body
about a half hour ago.

What did they
teach you in the academy?

Samuels come all the way
from Brooklyn for this?

You're not supposed
to enter a crime scene.

You're supposed to secure it.

- That's what I want...
- Negative.

He was sleeping at the station
when we caught this one.

But don't ask me why.

Strangled.

- All right, rush them
over to the lab.
- I'd say in her early 20s.

All right, we've got a lot
of work to do. I want Cagney and
Lacey to start with those two
space cadets

who found the body.

Opal
and Hillary Durrell?

You're detectives, right?

- Which one of you is Opal?
- I'm Opal.

I'm not.

We found her.

- It was gross.
- Totally.

Are you two in a play?

- No.
- No.

Costume party, right?

For The Rocky
Horror Picture Show.

Celebrating my 47th time.

It's a movie.

They run it at midnight
on weekends,
all the kids dress up, right?

It's really something.

I'll bet.

Does your mother know
you're out this late?

No, she works nights.

- But if she found out...
- She'll know for sure

if we don't get the last train
back to Larchmont.

Well, I'm afraid
you're gonna
miss your train

because I've gotta ask you
some questions.

- So, you want to come with me?
- Okay.

Over here.

All right, give me
your mother's number.
I'll call her and explain.

All right, it's 5-5-5...

Sometime tonight, okay?

It's 9-1-4?
Look out for her.

How long does it take
to get a phone number?

I'm sorry, sir.

We can rule out robbery.
She had money in her purse

and a good size
engagement ring
on her finger.

- Is she from
this neighborhood?
- Negative.

Roseanne Fiello,
24, Bay Ridge, Brooklyn.

Worked for
an insurance company
in the TimeLife building.

- Lived with her parents.
- Anybody notify them?

Took care of that already

and I sent La Guardia
to pick up her boyfriend.

- Get Isbecki.
- He's off tonight, sir.

Call him, get him in.
Forget about
going home at 8:00.

We're staying on this
until we get something.

Denise Callen,
and Patricia Malloy
and now Roseanne Fiello.

Are you with me, Isbecki?
Am I keeping you awake?

No, those are the homicides
I worked on last week.

Yeah, and?

Denise Callen,
Riverdale housewife.

Patricia Malloy,
Greenwich Village
college student.

And now you've got
Roseanne Fiello.

Brooklyn secretary.

We were gonna get married.
Three weeks from tomorrow.

Do you know what she was doing
in the city last night?

She said she had
some shopping to do.

And, uh, and then later on
I was gonna meet her,
you know, have some coffee.

Where were you
last evening, Mr. Romano?

I was painting.

Painting what was gonna be
our new apartment.

We had a fight about
what the color of the bedroom
should be, you know.

- When you say fight,
what do you...
- No, no, no.

I mean, argue, you know.

Argued. We always argued.
It never meant nothing.

And the most serious argument
we had was about the ring.

What ring?

The ring, the engagement ring.

I've been laid off
for five months.

But Roseanne,

she went and bought it anyway.

She said she was

gonna do some more
freelance typing
to pay for it.

Can I go?

I should be with her father,
you know.

I should help
bring her to the funeral home.

Alone, painting?

He had paint
under his fingernails, Chris.

Well, we'll check it out.

Wait, wait, wait,
wait. Please, now.
One question at a time. Now.

While there are similarities
in the three murders

there are many things
that are dissimilar.

So, there's no connection
between the victims?

No, there's no evidence
at this time

to suggest to us
that we should look
for a single strangler.

Thanks, Inspector.

When will this air?

You can catch it on the 6:00
and then again on the 11:00.

Over here, guys.

Excellent.
That was just excellent.

Authority, sincerity, concern,
project all those images.

- Do you love it?
- That's show biz.

Lieutenant,
this was the third murder.

Are unrelated murders
such as this is common?

I'm not sure
they are unrelated.

Then are you saying the city
does have a strangler
on the loose?

That is my opinion, yes.

Then you disagree
with Inspector Marquette?

You asked for my opinion
and I told you. I think
there's a strangler out there.

May I talk to you
in the office?

I can't believe he said that.

From the look of things,
neither can
Inspector Marquette.

The papers are gonna
have a field day.

- I can just see
the headlines now.
- Which one?

"Strangler Stalks
City Streets" or "Lieutenant
Demoted to Directing Traffic"?

- Bite your tongue.
- Well, we all put foot
our in it sometime.

- Right?
- Wrong.

When you see
an experienced cop
do something like that,

you know
the pressure of the job
is getting to him.

Until this case is resolved,
you're all off the chart.

You know, Lieutenant,
you don't really think

there's a strangler, do you?

I don't need any smart mouth
from you, Isbecki.

But, sir, the D.A.'s
really hot on that
Macy's warehouse...

You'll focus entirely on
this investigation. Cagney and
Lacey, you're back on days.

- Starting tomorrow?
- Starting now.

- Yes, sir.
- Petrie, Isbecki.

You have Callen and Malloy.
Cagney and Lacey,

- you got the latest victim,
Roseanne Fiello.
- Yes, sir.

Here's an inventory
of her personal effects.

What did you get
from the boyfriend?

He says he was painting,
no witnesses. We're gonna
talk to the neighbors.

There was this check
in her wallet for $120

made out to Mary Ellen Stewart
from Pierre's Restaurant.

I talked to Roseanne's parents
about Mary Ellen Stewart.

She said that Roseanne
worked for her, part time.

The boyfriend said something
about freelance typing.

It could be that
Mary Ellen Stewart
assigned this check to her.

Yeah, well, check it out!
Come on, let's get on it. Now.

There's no address
on this check. You ever
heard of Pierre's Restaurant?

I haven't been out to dinner
in a year and a half.

- What time is it?
- 8:33.

Do we have to do this today?

Well, think of the overtime.

I'll be with you
in one minute.

-Hello.
- Hey, Harv.

Hey, babe, where are you?

Hey, Michael,
that's enough butter.
You're missing waffles.

I'm sorry,
honey. We're stuck here
with a homicide.

The good news is
I'm back on days.
So I'll be home for supper.

Now, Mrs. Barbero
was gonna drop
Harv Jr. at school,

but she wanted to
pick him up early.

Well, they left about
10 minutes ago. Hey, when
are you going to sleep, huh?

Samuels breaking chops there?

Yes, very much so.

So I gotta go. For tonight,
there's chicken
in the freezer.

I love you. I'll take it out.

Later, love.

Ready.

There isn't
any Pierre's Restaurant.
I know I've heard of it.

I think I probably ate there.

It's a fancy French place
on 53rd off Madison.

Uh-uh. Pierre's is that
little hole in the wall joint
off Lexington and 28th.

I just read about it
in New York magazine.

It's on Central Park South.

Great. Thanks, guys.

I'll call the bank.

- You want to find a phone
or what?
- Yeah.

Hey, hey.

Cagney!

Fellow, you wanna watch
where you're going?

Sorry about that,
but it helps to look
here you're going.

Listen, kid,
you know this building?

Yeah, in and out of here
all day long.

A&K Messenger Service,
we deliver.

You know a Pierre's Restaurant
in this building?

Yeah, yeah.
That elevator up there,
take it to the 12th floor.

When you get out,
you hang a left to 1214.

You're looking for a job?
I could put in
a good word for you.

No, we just want to
find the place.

Thank you.

Twelve, please.

Well, this has got to be
the wrong place.

I knew the kid was a flake.

- Excuse me.
- Right. Bye-bye.

- Just wait right there, okay?
- Yeah.

This is just
an answering service.

- Look, I know
you wanted to stay...
- Yeah.

...with the firm for
a long time, but look,
there'll be other jobs.

I know you do good work. Yeah.

These things happen.

How's your daughter's leg?

You are a dirty boy.
Yes, you are. Yeah.

Just relaxing in your bedroom?

Yeah.

What are you wearing?

Yeah.

Are you comfortable?

Oh, yeah?

It sounds nice.

Yeah.

Come on. I know
we'd be terrific together.

Ooh!

Sounds like
we like the same things.

Satin sheets.

I like that, too.

- What?
- I can't believe you.

What is going on here?

These girls are probably
just on their coffee break

talking to their husbands
and boyfriends, you know.

Don't you talk to Harvey
this way?

Yeah.

You'd like to do what?
I don't believe it.
I don't believe it.

Chris. You don't want to
go over there.

Why not?

She's talking about things
that even I never heard of.

Well, I may have.

- Look, kids.
- Christine.

I'm really jammed today.

Have you worked for an
erotic hotline before?

Thanks.

I don't get it,
why do they call it
Pierre's Restaurant?

- Credit cards.
- So?

You're single, Isbecki.

If you had charged a call
to the hotline, you
wouldn't have any problem.

However, if you were married
and your wife decided to
open up your mail...

- She'd kill you.
- That's right.

So, what about this
Mary Ellen Stewart?

They didn't know her.
But they are open
round the clock,

so we still have
some checking to do.

Pierre's has a couple of
branch offices,

Affairs by Phone
and Sheila's Love Line.

We're looking into those now.

Well, at least you had a shot
to make a collar.

What collar?
We were all set to call
the paddy wagon.

Vice tells us
the whole thing is legal.

- Can you believe that?
- I don't care.

What I care about are
these three homicides,
let's take them in order.

Okay. Denise Callen,
Riverdale housewife
from 4:00 to 6:00,

on the day she was killed,
she had a babysitter.

Turns out now she had
the same babysitter
four times that week.

So, where'd she go?

Well, she must have given
a number for the sitter.

No, she told the sitter
she wasn't reachable by phone.

Sounds to me like she's got
something on the side.

Everything sounds that way
to you, Isbecki.

Find him.

Or her or whoever.

Now, what about
the college student,
Patricia Malloy?

Well, until last week,
she was taking 15 credits

in business administration
at NYU.

She lived with a roommate
on St. Mark's Place.

The day she was murdered,
you traced her movements?

Yes, sir. From 4:00 to 6:00
she didn't show up
for her exercise class.

I checked further,
she dropped out of that class
six months ago.

- Did the roommate know that?
- Uh-uh.

Her roommate said
she'd show up everyday
at 6:15,

talking about
how terrific her workout was.

That's okay, that's good.
Now we're getting someplace.

4:00 to 6:00, you and him.

Two-hour block
of unaccounted-for time.

Next.

Where's the boyfriend?

Sorrentino's Funeral Home
in Brooklyn.

All right, well,
you and Cagney
take a ride out there.

Question the boyfriend,

see what he knows
about Mary Ellen Stewart.

And everybody,
let's get back here
with some answers

before the strangler
takes another one.

I don't want to
go out to Brooklyn
and bother those people.

I'll handle it.

You two got a problem?

It's just that we feel that
going to the funeral home
would not be useful.

We already talked
to the boyfriend, sir.

You don't want to disturb
them at the funeral home,
is that it?

Well, that's part of it.

It's just not right
to invade these people's
lives, Lieutenant.

May I remind you that
this is
a murder investigation,

that we got a strangler
on our hands?

Strangler, okay.

Oh, I see.
That's what this is all about.

You don't think that
there is a strangler
out there.

Lieutenant, we know
you're under
a lot of pressure right now.

It's got nothing
to do with pressure.

I'm doing my job,
and you two
are not doing yours.

Trail of
a homicide investigation
gets cold within 48 hours.

Now, if you two haven't got
what it takes to question
the boyfriend...

- Wait a minute. We've got...
- We didn't say that, sir.

Well, I'm saying that.
How about that?

Okay. Fine.

You two go to work
with Petrie and Isbecki.

I'll question
the boyfriend myself.

- Good.
- Nice work.

My feet are killing me.

I don't want to type up
all this stuff tonight.

There's not that much
to type up anyway,

we hit one dead end
after another.

Well, I want to
give Samuels something.

I'll tell you
what I'd like to give him!

Chris.

Come on.

- Working late, aren't you?
- You, too.

Yeah.

Don't you wanna know
what happened
at the funeral home?

I made a jackass of myself.

Boyfriend and the whole family
sick with grief,

and I show up
and I bully them.

It's a tough situation
to walk into.

After I was through,

they stared at me
like I was
the scum of the Earth.

When I was a kid,

I saw a friend of my father's
get his face bloodied
by a detective.

It was over nothing.

That cop was a fat slob

who wasn't fit
to be a human being,
let alone a detective.

That's me.

That's me
when I got my shield.

I promised myself that
no matter what, I would
never do anything like that.

This thing
with Inspector Marquette
bothering you, huh?

Well, when I was a Lieutenant
he was still a uniformed
sergeant in Harlem.

Now he's a Deputy Inspector,
and I'm still Lieutenant, yeah.

That's part of it.

Maybe you need a rest.
Some peace and quiet.

Yeah, even if you couldn't
get away anywheres,

a week or two at home
do you a world of good.

What'd I do there?

Things with Thelma
aren't so good, either.

Don't worry. I'm not going to
pull a number like
that Captain from the 16.

Captain Casanova Reznikov?

Yes.

That's the one, yeah.

Came in one day and said,
"I quit."

Left his wife and kids
and ran off to Arizona
with a manicurist.

I hate the desert.

And I don't know
any manicurists.

- Now, go on home.
- What about you?

Go on, I'm fine.

- Good night, sir.
- Good night.

Good night.

- Morning.
- Morning.

Hey.

Hello.

Chris.

- Mary Beth.
-Yeah, Chris.

I got a call at home
from Isbecki this morning.

Oh, how wonderful for you.

Yeah, he's got something
about Roseanne Fiello,

and Samuels wants us
all in early.

What'd he get?

I don't know,
he said he'd tell me
when I got there.

I could kill him.

Okay, all right.
I'm on my way.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye.

Oh, honey.

They want me in early.

They're gonna have to wait.

Taubman,
this is for you
on the Patricia Malloy file.

All right, Cosetti, I want you
following this through
on the same file.

What you got here for me?

That's also Malloy.

Lacey, where have you been?
I asked for everybody
to be here early.

I'm sorry, sir.

Hope it was worth it.

Oh, yeah.
Hold on just a moment.

- It's Marquette's PIO guy,
Daniels.
- Yeah.

He wants to know what time
you'll be available
to draw up a press statement

saying that you changed
your mind about a strangler.

Tell him to go to hell.

4:00 will be fine.
We'll see you then.

I had to tell him something,
Bert.

By 4:00 you could be
out of the office
on an emergency.

Denise Callen's mother-in-law,

she thought Denise
was cheating on her son,

hired a private detective.

Petrie finds this guy,
we're gonna get somewhere.

Now, Isbecki here
has been doing some good work.

You're kidding.

Roseanne Fiello's
engagement ring
was worth over three grand.

She bought it last month
for cash.

That's a hunk of change.

That is why we decided to have
her bank statements
checked out.

It turns out Roseanne Fiello
was depositing
Mary Ellen Stewart's checks

from Pierre's Restaurant
in her account, every week,
once a week for nine months.

Total, that's $9,000.

You know this woman?

- Yeah.
- What is her name?

Mary Ellen Stewart.

- You're sure?
- Positive.

Her real name
was Roseanne Fiello.

Listen, we don't use
our real names here.

It's not the kind of thing
you want on your resume.

I'm beginning to
lose patience with you.

Roseanne Fiello was murdered.

God, she was getting married
in a few weeks.

I didn't know it was her.
I don't ask the girls
their real names.

You can understand.

Yeah. Sure.

What else don't you know
about her?

- You got a file on her
or something?
- Yeah.

Well, get it. All right,
ladies, gather around.

14th Squad, Detective Petrie.

-Petrie.
- Yeah, Cagney.

We're down here
at the hotline place.

Mary Ellen Stewart
and Roseanne Fiello
are one and the same person.

We got another one.

What do you mean, another one?

Well, I found the detective
who was investigating
Denise Callen,

she worked
for Affairs by Phone.

- So, that's two of them?
- Three of them.

Isbecki made an appearance
at Patricia Malloy's
exercise class.

Patricia Malloy
told one of her friends
there why she was leaving.

She got a job that paid
big bucks talking to pathetic
guys on the telephone.

Tell Samuels
we'll be back there
as soon as we can.

Hang on a minute.

All three victims
worked for these hotlines.

Then Samuels hit it right.

- We're looking for a strangler.
- Yeah.

-Inspector...
-One question...

Inspector Marquette,
the strangler, what sort
of person are you looking for?

We're looking for an
individual with deeply rooted
sexual problems,

a very disturbed person.

Did your opposing views
in this case early on
create any friction?

No. No. Lieutenant Samuels
was right in his assessment,

but what
we're concerned about here

is apprehending the strangler,
not who's right or wrong.

Lieutenant Samuels,
do you have any suspects
at this time?

- No, we don't.
- But we will have soon.

You're right about one thing,
Isbecki. The Lieutenant
did call the shot.

-So, there's
no connection between...
- Instinct.

Samuels has got it.
All the really great
detectives have it.

I got it.

I'm sorry, gentlemen,
that's all for today.

- Thank you.
- You're very welcome.

Lieutenant,
come with me, please.

What's the matter?

Oh.

In the middle of all this
I'm thinking about
Roseanne Fiello.

She had a choice, Mary Beth.

She paid a very high price.

Detectives Cagney and Lacey, right?

I know you're both
very actively involved
in this investigation.

I'd like to ask you a favor.

If something should break,
I'd appreciate if
you call me first.

Mr., uh...

Daniels, Peter.

Mr. Daniels.

You see that man in there?
That man is our Lieutenant.

See, something happens,
we contact him
in the chain of command.

I know, but that chain
may be broken soon.

I beg your pardon?

Frankly, Lieutenant Samuels
is very close to becoming
a memory in this department.

If Inspector Marquette
sees a chance he's gonna
bounce him out of here.

Now, you two are in a position
to do yourselves some good.

Thank you.

Think about it.

Cute, isn't he?

All right, the circus is over,
we get back to work.

Vice detectives have confirmed
that all these hotlines
are connected

and under the control
of one Allen Brown.

Lacey,
I want you to see this man.

- What we want to get is
his client list.
- Right, sir.

Chances are that
one of his customers

may be the strangler weirdo
we're looking for.

Cagney, I want you
to talk to the women
who work for his hotline.

See if they can recall
any customers
that are especially weird.

Will do.

- It's all arranged.
- Thank you.

All right, Petrie and Isbecki,
you got an appointment
15 minutes from now

with the department
psychologist, Schulman.

I want you to get more
on the profile

so that we can find out
exactly what kind of a wacko
we're looking for.

Anybody got anything to add?

No.

All right. Let's get on it.

What're we
gonna do here, Chris?

About what?

About Samuels.
I think we ought to tell him.

Look at him, Mary Beth.

Another crisis is not
what he needs right now.

His marriage is in trouble,
enough's gone down

where he knows
he's not on Marquette's
top-ten favorite list.

Mmm-mmm.

Detective Lacey.
If you don't want espresso,
I can make some cappuccino.

- No, thanks.
- Listen.

I wanna stress that
I do nothing illegal.

I pay my taxes.
I even pay my parking tickets.

But there's a lot of
lonely guys out there
need somebody to talk to.

What I want
is a list of your clients
in the New York area.

You and everybody else.
Magazines want it,

lonely hearts organizations,
swingers clubs.

A Save the Seals
organization
wants our mailing list.

But I keep my clients' names
strictly confidential.

You know, Mr. Brown,
if we were to look closely
into your hotline services

we might find that
these phone calls
lead to prostitution,

which is illegal.

Detective Lacey, you look
like a smart woman,
use your head.

For a phone conversation
averaging four minutes,
customers pay $38.50

and they charge it
to their credit cards.

And when they get the bill
it doesn't say
"erotic hotline."

It says Pierre's Restaurant,
Northeast Marketing,

Galaxy Communication
Incorporated.

My point is this operation
is active in 26 states.

Last year we averaged
almost two million dollars.

I got to get involved
in prostitution,
which is illegal? What for?

If what you do is so innocent,
why are three women dead?

Uh, uh, uh, uh.
I have no knowledge
of what happened to them.

I'm dealing with
a murder investigation here,

not some legal loophole
that you make money from.

Now, it would take time, but
I could get the court
to subpoena your client list.

Maybe, and maybe not.

Mr. Brown,
if you make me go to court

I will make sure
that you are harassed

to the point you'll regret
the day you were born.

Let me ask you this.

Your customers,
or your men that you talk to,

do you have any weird ones?

How do you define weird?

I mean, what you think is
weird someone else might think
is perfectly normal.

You've no right to judge us.

No, honestly, I'm not.
I am not. It's part of my job.
I just need to know.

We have steady customers
we talk to five,
six times a week.

We're like friends
to some of these guys.

We talk about a lot of things
besides sex.

Like what?

Family, their problems, whatever.

It's cheaper.

It's maybe better
than going to an analyst.

Oh, boy. Thanks.

Hey, baby.
Did you get that job?

I'm not your baby.
And no, I didn't get the job.
Excuse me.

I understand. You just
don't want people to know.
Right? That's cool.

Understand this. I'm the heat.

It's my best, I swear.
Here, taste it.

Okay. Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Oh, my...

- Oh, that's good.
- It is good.

- Perfect.
- Thank you.

Oh, it's perfect.

- That should be
against the law.
- Salud.

Sweetheart.

We got two things of this
in the freezer already.

Michael's birthday party,
vintage stuff.

You know, we should label this
like wine bottles.

So if we already got them
then why all this?

It's your idea.

- It was?
- Yeah, don't you remember?

You cut out the coupons,

butcher had a sale
on chopped meat
and pork shoulders.

Me and the kids,
we went over there,
made a big score.

Oh, yeah.

I forgot all about it.

Samuels still putting you
and Chris through the hoops

with this strangler business, huh?

Yeah.

But it's a bad time for him,
you know,
it's not just work, either.

I think that things between
him and Thelma
don't sound so good.

You know every marriage
has its ups and downs.

I don't know. It bothers me.

What bothers you, babe?

What?

He looks so tired.

And old.

I mean, it's bad enough
you turn around,
the kids are growing up...

Hey, come on, Mary Beth, huh?

Come on, nothing like that
is gonna happen to us.

There's too much at stake.

We're sitting on a fortune
in spaghetti sauce here.

- You got sauce on your chin.
- Here.

It's about time you got here.

You don't take the subway.

Your list from Brown did it.

The computer guy's been up
all night working with it.

Since when do they work
so fast?

Since Samuels did a tap-dance
on their desk.

They matched the customers
who had any contact
with any of the victims.

Well, it sounds like
the computer had a busy night.

The computer came up with
the one guy who talked to
all three victims a lot.

Mary Beth, I think we got him.

Yay, team.

Samuels told me
to give this to you.

It's more on that
psychological profile.

Passive, unresolved anger
towards mother.

Why is it always the mother?

No tolerance for anxiety
or rejection.

Hey, listen, I was thinking,
why don't I go
and collar the guy?

I mean, the shrink gave me
the psychological profile.

So?

So I know what to expect,
I know how to handle him.

What are we,
mentally incompetent?
We can read.

You sure
this is the right place?
Maybe we got the wrong Wyler.

Mr. Colton Wyler?

Who shall I say
is here to see him?

Detectives Cagney and Lacey,
NYPD.

Why don't you just take us
down to his office?

Of course.

Would you ask him
to step outside, please?

Yes.

Mr. Wyler, could you come out
for a moment, please?

Yeah, Marcy?

- Mr. Colton Wyler?
- Yes.

Do you live at 466
West End Avenue?

Yes, that's right.
But, Marcy...

I'm Detective Lacey.
This is Detective Cagney.

Can we speak to you
in private?

Well, sure.

- Come on in.
- Thank you.

Mr. Wyler,
do you know these women?

No. I've never
seen them before.

Well, according the hotline
Sheila's Love Line,
and Affairs by Phone,

you talked to them
all the time.

That's not true.

Mr. Wyler, we have
your credit card receipts.

That was private.

You have no right to be here.

We have every right.
Mr. Wyler, these three women
were murdered.

Oh, no.

And you think I killed them?

Did you, Mr. Wyler?

Between the ages
of 16 and 21

did you ever take
anything of value
that didn't belong to you?

No.

Are we both in New York city
at this time?

Yeah.

Yes.

Did you ever meet
any of the victims...

I got to hand it to Samuels,
in spite of all his problems,
he's really cooking.

Look at him.

Are you afraid
I will make a mistake
on this test?

Yes.

Did you commit the murder
of Patricia Malloy
or Denise Callen?

I've been thinking about
that creep Daniels, Chris.

We gotta tell Samuels.

...commit the murder
of Roseanne Fiello...

What do you think
about Wyler?

No.

I think we're turning
the man into
a basket case.

No.

Did you ever meet
any of the victims of this
homicide investigation?

No.

No good, Mr. Wyler.

And I want you
to see it for yourself.

Let's start with the question
where I asked you
if you ever met
any of the victims.

You see how the needle jumped?

Why?

I wasn't lying.

I never met any of them.

Someone once offered to
arrange a meeting,
but that wasn't my thing.

- Who?
- I don't know his name.

He's an office messenger.

I refused.

Samuels. Yeah.

Right.

Lieutenant,
can we talk to you, sir?

No, not now.

That was La Guardia
on the phone.

They just found
another hotline employee
strangled,

- killed within
the past couple of hours.
- Oh, Lord.

Well, then
it couldn't have been Wyler.

That's right.

I want you two to get over
to the hotline offices.

Latest victim's name
is Debra Alfano.

See what you can find out
about her and see what you can
find out about this messenger
he mentioned.

This is wrong, Christine.

I can't stand it.
We gotta warn him.

You heard what he said.
He doesn't want to listen.

Well, we make him listen.

- Good. So you go talk to him.
- I'll tell you,
he likes you a lot better
than he likes me, pal.

He does not. Where did you
get an idea like that?

He tells you
he likes your instincts,
he tells me he likes my scarf.

Your scarf?

Yeah, you know, the one
with the little blue and green
owls on it.

Of course,
I haven't worn it in a while.

Chris.

So, go tell him.
I'll keep the motor running.

What're you doing
back here?

I gotta talk to you, sir.

This is not the time.

No, sir.
I'm sorry, it can't wait.

The Inspector's
Public Information aide,
Mr. Daniels,

the other day
he asked Cagney and myself

if we would let him know
immediately if anything
happened with the case,

which we refused.

Then he told us that
the Inspector is looking for
an excuse to get rid of you.

Doesn't surprise me.

He would've pulled me already
except it might make him
look bad.

You haven't been around here
long enough, Lacey,
to see this kind of a thing.

I have.

And what it's about
is humiliation.

And it's not gonna stop here.

You can't let that
happen, sir.

I'm thinking of pulling
the plug myself.

I got my 20 years in,
what do I need with this for?

If I can help, sir,
I'd like to.

Well, then,
find the strangler.
That's all I got going.

Yes, sir.

- Lacey.
- Sir?

You know,
you played this all wrong.

It would've been easy for you
to play ball with him

and find yourself a nice,
cushy situation someplace.

Yeah.

Well, like you said,
Lieutenant, I haven't been
around here long enough.

- What's going on?
- They're going through
Debra's things.

What's going on, Mr. Brown,
is that you lied to me.

- When?
- We just finished questioning

one of your clients.

He claims that he received
an invitation to meet
with one of the victims.

If I knew about it
I would've fired her
on the spot.

He said the offer came
from a messenger.

We don't have a messenger,
do we?

No. We use A&K's service.

But it's pretty much
the same guy all the time.

Manny.

The guy in the building.

What? With roller skates?

That's him.

Would he have access to
the names and addresses
of your employees?

He collects
credit card receipts
from all the offices

and he delivers checks
to the girls who work at home.

So he has access
to all of it, doesn't he?

Yeah.

Where is
A&K Messenger Service?

This schedule shows him
in at 4:00. Does he ever
come in any earlier?

Two and a half, take care
of this one right now.

Yeah.

You got to be kidding me.
If he shows up at 4:00
it's a miracle.

All right.
Thanks, La Guardia.

So?

The address
Manfred Williams gave you,
123rd Street, doesn't exist.

The phone number's
out of service,

there's no listing
for a Manfred Williams.

What do you expect from a guy
who comes to work
on roller skates?

Does he keep
any personal effects here?

- Yeah. Back there.
- All right.

Does that belong to him?

Mandarin orange? Yeah,
that's his. He's the only one
that drinks that junk.

You don't mind if I take it,
do you?

We're gonna be sending
someone over here
to wait for him.

We'd appreciate
if you didn't say anything.

I don't know nothing.

Chris.

- Thank you very much.
- Take care.

Stan.

Hey, Bert, how you doing?

What brings you
to the big building?

Can you help me out, Stan?
I need some lifts
done right away.

You think you can
cut somebody loose?

Gee, you caught me
at a bad time.

I got six priorities
from Major Case Squad.

Tell you what. Can you
get Marquette's office
to phone in a requisition?

- Can't do that.
- See, that way I'm covered.

My back's to the wall, Stan.
I'm in the jackpot here.

Marquette out to
whack you on this?

Something like that.

Well, let me see
what I can do.

You go back to your office,
and I'll give you a call
as soon as I get something.

Thanks.

Taubman on three.

Yeah?

What time was that?

Well, stay there
in case he shows. All right.

Manny called. He said
he was going straight
to his runs at the hotline.

Yeah, put him on.
Yeah, Samuels.

Well, you were lucky.
We lifted a full five prints.

- Get an ID?
-Oh, yeah.

Marvin Woodhouse.
Attica graduate
on a manslaughter conviction,

outstanding warrant
for a felony assault
in Albany.

I heard enough.
Thanks, Stan. I owe you one.

I'm on it.

When we get
to the messenger service
let's grab him.

He's skipping
the messenger service. He's
going straight to the hotline.

- Hello?
- Is Grace Lipton there?

This is Detective Lacey.

Just a minute.

Grace,
it's Detective Lacey on 3-5.

Oh, swell.

Hello, Detective Lacey.

Oh, jeez,
what am I doing here?

This woman is not gonna
give me the right time of day.

Do it for me, Chris, huh?
On four.

- Please.
- If you weren't so emotional...

Yeah, Miss Lipton,
this is Detective Cagney.

Has the messenger
been in yet?

Joy, did Manny
make his pickup yet?

He just left.

- He just left.
- Do you know where he's going?

He's delivering checks
to the girls at home.

Could you give me
those names and addresses, please?

What would you do without me?

Isbecki, give this to Central.
Have them put out an alarm

for Marvin Woodhouse.
Armed and dangerous.

Sir, we got the messenger's
delivery list.
We're calling them right now.

Rita Carlisle, please.

Miss Carlisle,
this is Detective Cagney,
New York Police Department.

Miss Angela Lombardi?

A messenger is on his way
to your apartment
with a paycheck...

This is Detective Lacey,
NYPD.

- Do not let him in...
- ...on the way
to your apartment.

- It's a messenger.
Do not let him in.
- We'll have a uniformed...

We'll have a uniform there
as soon as possible.

All right.

- Who is it?
- It's me, Manny.

- Come on in, Manny.
- Hi.

Talking pay day.

Damn!

It's your own fault, you know.
Every call you make
they charge $38.50.

- You make what, $10?
- $9.

You're a bigger fool
than I thought. Why don't you
come and work for me?

I'll get you all the calls
you want and then some.

And I'll split 50-50 with you.

I'll take good care of you.
Not like those other chumps.

Hello?

Hi, Michael. Yeah,
we're on for dinner tonight.

Yeah, spaghetti.

Right. Well, I can't wait.
Mmm-hmm.

Great.

Me, too. Could you
hold on one second, please?

What about my offer?

I don't think so, Manny.
You can let yourself out,
can't you?

Michael.

Hi. Yeah.

No.

I told you I...

- You finished?
- Except for Paula Mardyk.
She's busy.

Operator,
this is a police emergency.

I am Detective Lacey,
shield number 340.

Now, I want you to cut in
on 555-8135, and
I'll follow with a 49 Form.

Why? Is that it?

Don't tease me, come on.

Now, do you want to or not?

You and me,
let's talk business.

Thank you, Operator.

Well, it's either a problem
on the line
or it's out of order.

Why don't you two
get over there?

I'll alert uniform
and have some radio cars
meet you.

Yes, sir.

You can't tease people
like this.

You don't...
You don't tease...

-Open up! Open up!
- No!

Open up!

No.

No!

Police! Open up!

Don't come in here!
I'll kill her!

Hey, come on, man,
take it easy, now.

We're just here to serve
a scofflaw warrant.

It's not such a big deal.

Open up! Come on.
Let's talk.

Stay back! I'm gonna kill her!

We'll go around.

Open up.
Is Paula in there with you?

Come any closer...
Stay out of here
or I'm gonna cut her!

Oh, come on.
Can you get that down?

Come on.

You come in here,
I'm gonna cut her!
I'm gonna cut her!

Stay back! Stay back!

You don't...
Don't you come in here.
I'm telling you I'll kill her!

I'll kill her!

Get away! Now!

Stay back!

Hold it!

Don't give me an excuse,
man!

Drop it down.

Throw it down!

Drop it down.

- They're waiting for you, sir.
- Let them wait.

Well, the Inspector
seemed cordial enough.
Come on.

If he could bury me he would.

This will keep Marquette
off my back,
but just for a while.

What're you talking about?
This was an important collar.

I was hoping that
it would help me
make up for some wasted years

but it didn't.

You're a good cop, Lieutenant.

Yeah.

Why don't you tell that
to my wife?

She wants me to be with her
in group therapy.

Cute, isn't he, huh?