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Hey, Alley Cat!

What do you want, boss man?

How long we gonna be here?

How long we gonna be here?

We be here six letters, two out of chalk, four seventy, four carat.

So I got time for lunch.

Let me show you.

Hey Alley Cat, where you going?

I'll be back.

Here they are, Fats.

Pitching pennies, just the way we did when we was kids.

But when we wanted to sell something, it was old

rags or bottles we stole from the grocery store.

These kids are selling dope.

The world must be doing something wrong, huh?

You can say that again about now.

There they are.

Hang on.

Fog it!

Get out!

Get out!

Spread them over there!

Come on!

Get out of the car!

You're making me a cop again!

Spread them.

Yeah, I'm gonna make you a cop.

You think I'm gonna let you use kids to deal dope for you?

Go ahead, think again.

Fats, where's that other kid?

Bring that guy over here.

You got kids of your own?

I hope, man.

I hope somebody puts them on the street and has them selling dope.

Because that's what you deserve.

Turn around there!

What are you doing to my brother?

Shut up, you!

The charge is you're a fat, ugly bag of scum, and I hate you, and you're gonna fall.

One way or the other, you're gonna fall. - Sure, sure.

If I make a mistake, I'll fall.

You will.

When I see kids on the street, 11 and 12 years old,

dealing dope for you, I want to kill you with my own hands.

Stop it. Stop it.

You gonna charge me?

No.

Not this time.

Get out of here, you.

Get out of my sight!

What do you got, Sam?

We got a barricaded 187th suspect on Maple Street.

I'll follow you.

Go ahead.

Fats, bring this kid down to Juvenile Hall, pick

up them goods, and get this manure off the streets.

Right.

Stand over that kid.

All right.

Any change yet?

No, he's still there by himself.

My partner's in with him.

Louie, go around the back.

Sam, get this nurse and her kids back.

Stay back, you people!

That guy's dead.

The nut that did it's in there.

Stay cool, now.

Let me hear that gun hit the floor.

Just give me your left hand.

You know what you did?

I didn't know what I did.

Why'd you do that?

I had to.

Yeah, sure, pal.

Let's go.

All the guys to the left, get here.

Have your partner take this lady down to the 53rd for a statement.

I'm sorry you had to see this.

Get him away from me.

Get him away from me!

Come on.

Thanks, John.

Mr. Petros?

Petros?

My boss, Lieutenant Brubaker, is gonna be here pretty

soon with his tape recorders and lawyers and all like that.

I'm just in here to talk to you between you and me.

I gotta tell my boss that you didn't tell me anything.

But I wanna know...

how come you killed that guy?

Why you was just standing there with that gun

in your hand like you drank a cup of coffee?

All I can tell you is I did it.

I'm guilty.

I'm glad I did it.

And I would do it again.

Who, uh... Who was that guy to you?

He was my boy's surgeon.

My little boy Delos was three.

He was my life.

He died on the table, huh?

Let me tell you something, my friend.

The doctor was drunk.

You believe it?

You don't believe it?

I don't care.

It's over.

I did what I had to do.

Revenge.

He looked at me like I was nothing.

Can you believe it?

After what he put me through, I think about the doctor every minute.

What if I should see him on the street?

What do I do?

Be polite?

No.

I kill him.

And that, my friend, is what I did.

No, Mr. Petros, the way you're talking, that's premeditated murder.

You're talking yourself into the chair or life in the pen.

Do you understand the difference?

You're a good guy trying to help me.

But I don't want a defense, man.

I don't deserve one.

I wasn't crazy, man.

I wanted that guy dead a long time.

Wait a minute.

I'm not here preaching the Ten Commandments to you.

What you did was wrong, sir.

You don't kill people.

You live your life, that's all.

You take your hurts, you swallow them, and you live with them, and you do your thing.

Yours was swamping out grocery stores.

Me, I'm a cop.

My thing is keeping the streets clean.

Neither one of us can play God, sir.

And that's what you did, and that was wrong.

Do you understand that?

I'm sorry for the trouble I'm causing you.

Trouble, man, you're no trouble.

You made a mistake, a big bad mistake.

Like I make mistakes.

Like the whole world makes mistakes.

You know what trouble is?

I'll tell you what trouble is.

It's people who know they're doing wrong.

And they go ahead and they keep on doing it.

Those are bad people.

I got trouble.

I got three people out there on the streets.

Countrymen of yours.

They sell dope to kids.

Their boss is a little Greek godfather.

His name is Pogo.

In the last six months, two kids died of ODs.

Not teenagers, I'm talking about kids.

You know what they're doing now?

They're making nine and ten year old sell drugs because they can't do hard time.

Those people are trouble in this world.

Pogo Aristotle and his brother are killing kids.

You know them?

All we Greeks know about each other.

Yeah.

Anyway.

Every day I tell myself I'm going to bury them.

I'm going to put them under.

And every day they stay on the streets.

It eats my guts up a little bit more.

Anyway.

Those are the people who make real trouble in this world.

You?

You're just in trouble.

That guy killed because somebody killed his little boy.

Wasn't premeditated.

He ain't no murderer.

That's all there was to it.

I remember once when I was in the merchants.

A couple of guys, they threw Fred down a toilet.

And they almost killed him.

I would have killed him if they hadn't pulled me off.

What do any of us know what we'd do if somebody killed our little boy?

Fred's only a bird.

That's part of being human, Tony.

Not knowing the answers.

It's hard when they lean on you.

Life leaned on that guy.

Leaned hard on him.

And he tried to hold up under it.

But he couldn't. It just ate him up.

All because he loved his little boy.

So go tell somebody.

Don't love your kid too much.

In case something happens to him, if somebody kills him, you won't break the law.

We all lose things.

But we keep on going.

Sure enough, sugar.

I gotta go see that guy.

He got sick last night.

They took him to the infirmary.

That jail's a lonely place.

How you doing, doc?

Not paying any better this morning?

Uh... Let's have a look.

Okay, give it to me again.

How many units you got on the street?

Yeah.

You got the area covered, then, with units.

Train station.

Who you got on it?

Yeah.

Commuter?

Right. Who you got on the bus station?

You got it covered.

How about the airport?

You cover taxis?

Okay. That covers the thing.

Let me know right away.

I don't understand this one, boss.

You just don't figure.

Why?

What do you mean, why, Baretta?

People have been committing crimes ever since we were in the caves, have been

going to jail, ever since they were in caves, and

they've been busting out ever since we were in the caves.

What do you mean, why?

What for?

You figure this guy's gonna leave town, huh?

Yeah. I figure this guy's gonna leave town.

How do you figure?

He broke out of the hospital, didn't he?

I don't figure it.

Huh?

I don't even figure him for a murderer.

I know. He was there.

He killed him.

And I don't figure him for an escaped con.

But he escaped.

Yeah. I know that.

None of it makes sense to me right now.

Hey.

Give me a box of those 30 dues.

That would be $625.

$175.

Two dozen shells.

$350.

That's $1220 without tax.

A mandolin up there.

I think I'm getting conned.

The whole way.

I think he's a good actor.

Yeah?

Brubaker.

Yeah.

He's armed.

When all I do is wait in the car.

Kid, that's plain clothes work.

Too tight.

I want to talk about her ex-husband.

Miss, he's a fugitive.

He's dangerous.

There's other cops looking for him.

He could get hurt.

Now, could you help me?

You're a cop?

Yeah, I'm a cop.

Well, I thought you were kidding.

I thought you were just some friend of her husband's.

I'm not a friend. I'm a cop.

Would you tell me who... Miss Potters?

I'm sorry.

I didn't want to get involved with anyone who's a friend of Nikos.

No, I'm not a friend.

I'm a police officer.

Will you talk to me for a minute, please?

Thank you.

Thank you.

I heard about the killing and the escape.

I didn't want someone coming to me for money for him.

Yeah.

Yeah, they could come to you for money or...

or something else.

Um... I guess, uh...

Well, mainly just...

What can you tell me about where else he might

go for money or help or who would he see?

I can't tell you.

Yeah.

I checked the record.

How long have you been divorced?

Four months.

He was destroyed by what happened.

It was terrible.

His friend said I was the rat that left the ship.

But he was pulling us both down.

Miss, he's a fugitive.

He's got a gun.

He's half crazy.

He's dangerous.

There's a thousand cops out there looking for him.

Some young cop could kill him quick.

I don't want that to happen, and you don't want that to happen.

No.

Even if you don't love him no more, you don't want him to get hurt.

Who said I didn't love him anymore?

So tell me something.

Anything you can.

I can't.

When I divorced him, he cut the tie completely.

The only way you can help him is to help me.

Find him.

Think of where he would go, who he would see.

Okay.

I know.

Okay.

But if you think of something, my name's Baretta.

I'm with the 53rd Precinct.

Fair enough?

She gets off at 4.30.

She's got on brown pants, a pretty little white flowery blouse.

She's got a lot of black curly hair and a pretty mouth.

Nice looking girl.

There's a lot going on between her and him.

He still loves her or she still loves him, so something's liable to happen.

If anything goes down, they'll know where I am.

Don't stand there, go get a paper or something.

Roger.

Don't say Roger.

Say yes, say okay.

Don't say Roger.

Yeah.

Do you have anybody else besides Alley Cat from Europe living on this floor?

You know, foreigners, talk with an accent, anything like that?

Not a soul.

That's terrific.

Thank you.

Okay, darling, you've been very cooperative.

I want you to just lock the door.

And there'll be a policeman here in about a half hour to put a padlock on it, okay?

Okay, if you say.

You scared?

Yes.

Have a good one.

See you later.

Hey, listen, sugar, I don't usually talk to cops, and I think we have talked enough.

You get a lot of chances to talk to cops, do you?

I used to.

How come that?

Used to have a big mouth.

What was they trying to shut you up about?

Oh, some things they said about somebody at a hospital.

I used to be a nurse, but I resigned.

You spell that C-A-N-N-E-D.

Uh... Lucky for me, I found something else could talk.

My belly.

Yeah, that's funny.

I heard you got fired because you told Alley Cat

Petros the doctor operated on his kid was drunk.

Listen, man, that kid's death wiped Alley Cat out.

I had to tell him the truth.

I thought he'd sue.

He tried.

Tried to nail that rotten doctor.

We both did, but nothing, pal.

Zero.

Zilch.

They close ranks like that.

You was one of the nurses in the operating room that day.

You're damn right I was.

That doctor was so loaded, a truckload of sen-sen couldn't have hidden it.

Now, listen, uh, sugar, I got a show coming up, and I think you better...

When was the last time you saw Alley Cat?

Um... well, let's see.

So I'm, uh... a few weeks after all this happened.

What do you keep asking me about him for, anyway?

Your phone number was up on his wall.

Oh.

You got another show to do, huh?

Yeah, I, um... You do five or six a day, huh?

Yeah.

That's funny, you'd think somebody would rest between shows.

Well, belly dance is routine.

Sit down, you know, rest a little bit.

You're up dancing around, looking in and out of windows, jumping around here.

What are you looking for?

Alley Cat!

You in there?

Alley Cat!

You in there?

Listen, man, you're going a little bit crazy.

You're going to get yourself killed.

There's a thousand cops out there looking to blow you away.

And they will.

Unless you let me bring you in.

Alley Cat.

Where are you, man?

I ain't going to no camp by that time.

Oh.

What was all that stuff about, uh... I'm sorry.

I know I did wrong.

I'm guilty.

I'll make it up.

You was just lying to me, huh?

Yeah, well, I got something else in my mind now.

I'm going to make it up to everybody.

I know what happened in the hospital there.

We got to fix that some way.

I don't want you to die, man.

Irini don't want you to die.

Lottie don't either.

You talked to them, huh?

Yeah, I talked to them.

I promise you I did.

Yeah, well... I'm doing things my own way now, Baretta.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Don't you try to stop me.

It's your chestnuts, Baretta.

I'm going to take out of the fire.

Alley Cat!

You're going to be proud of me, Baretta!

What are you talking about?

Alley Cat!

Come here!

What chestnuts?

What chestnuts?

Can I have two pieces of baklava?

Irini, someone in big wants to see you.

What?

Are you crazy?

I had to kill Irini.

I had to.

I know.

I'm okay.

What do you need, money?

Do you ever miss me?

Yes, I do.

But not enough...

What did you want to see me for?

I don't know.

I guess I had to see somebody.

He looked at me... and he didn't even remember me.

Suppose you were that doctor.

You lose someone's child on the operating table.

The next time you see them, they're down and out.

What would you do?

You're not angry at me.

I was never angry at you.

I couldn't live with you, but I wasn't angry at you.

I just wanted to ask you for forgiveness...

and to say goodbye.

Please, Alley Cat.

Turn yourself in.

No, no, no, Irini.

I got something to do.

Something good.

Something good to remember me by.

I'm going to clean the streets.

Alley Cat, I don't want to see you shot!

Why not?

He said... Hello?

How are you?

Do you miss me?

Something about cleaning the streets?

Or sweeping up?

Or something like that?

He also told me...

that he couldn't help himself.

That he had to do it.

And he asked me to forgive him.

It's kind of strange though, isn't it?

That he follows you, he takes a chance on getting caught...

It's just a kind of hello, how are you... conversation, you know?

I think he was saying goodbye.

You mean goodbye, goodbye... or the other kind of goodbye?

The second one.

You know, some people...

they talk about suicide all the time... and don't mean nothing.

You see one of those kind of people?

No, never.

It's in there.

We lost it.

Yeah, I figured.

Okay.

This is Officer Nopke.

He's going to take you back to your house.

Take Miss Petros back to her house.

And don't be surprised...

if you see the cops around for a little while.

You understand?

Okay.

Thanks a lot for calling, okay?

Thank you.

I want to talk to you.

Henry?

Loretta's here.

You are not talking to me and my lawyer.

Terrific.

Somebody's trying to kill you.

Sweetheart, go in the bedroom... and powder your nose.

They want to knock you off.

So I'm going to put some shoes on the street...

around here and I'm going to stay here.

You hear that?

They're clearing themselves... and they're setting me up.

He's got nothing on me... but he swore I would take a fall.

So he's setting me up to get knocked off.

It's somebody doing me a favor.

So I got to keep you alive.

And I got to try to nail him.

He's a kid.

Nika Petros.

He killed a doctor yesterday.

And he says you're next.

I can't hear garbage.

And I agree with him.

But I got to keep you alive.

Because that's the name of that tomb.

Alley Cat Petros.

That's a Greek name.

Why would a Greek boy want to hurt me?

Stay in here.

This is Baretta.

Let me talk to Brew Becker... and give me a hookup with the guys in Homicide.

I got a lot of trash to report.

They did something.

I got to keep a hunk of garbage like you alive...

when you ought to be laying out there in that sidewalk dead.

The world must be doing something wrong.

He'll be back.

As soon as he figures out Pogo wasn't in that car... he'll be back.

Well, I got 17 units in that car.

How many units are cruising this area right now?

That's what I want to talk to you about.

I got my troops covering this whole block.

I think it's better off if you keep all your guys out of here...

so we don't get no conflict.

Now, Baretta, what makes you think that you know... what Ike is going to do next, huh?

I don't think anybody knows...

how a guy feels when he loses his kid.

But my guess is probably as good as anybody else's.

Okay, you're probably right about him coming.

Get my people out of the way for now.

If I'm right... I'll treat you to a bottle of Uzo...

and one of my favorite belly dances.

Baretta, I have to be awake... when I go to work in the morning.

You know, Fats, police work is really exciting.

Really different.

So many experiences.

Really fascinating.

What are you doing? Posing for a picture?

Everything's fine.

Where's the radio?

Where's the radio?

We're prepared for every contingency.

What are you doing?

You're supposed to be fixing the windows.

Do something, will you?

You'd better get up that ladder.

A little humility is good for the soul.

Oh, yes, Mr. Baretta.

Ike is working in the shopping for you.

Got me out here sweeping the street.

Ain't you got a vacuum cleaner?

Anything going on?

I think things would pick up... if I had a driver's license.

I beg your pardon?

I said I think things would pick up... if I had a driver's license.

Oh.

Keep your eyes open.

How's the hot dog business, Nopke?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, Baretta, I got to talk to you about something.

I was thinking about the... Nopke, move this thing up the street a little ways.

You're supposed to be watching it.

I'm in the barbershop, not sitting on top of it.

Ten-four.

Don't say ten-four.

12th and Chestnut, please.

I'm out to lunch.

Your flag is up.

The flag's out to lunch, too.

Your head is out to lunch.

You may be right.

You like that, don't you, you punk cop?

You like to see somebody kill Pogo, huh?

I'm doing everything I can, man.

I got my people all over the streets.

Why don't you let me put you in the slammer?

You'd be safe there.

Or would you?

No.

Never.

Nobody's gonna put me in jail.

I'm staying right here.

Okay.

You stay here.

And I'll stay here.

And pretty soon, he'll be here.

Rooster.

That's pretty funny, man.

I don't like the looks of that guy over there.

That mailman.

He doesn't even have a mailbag. See him?

Looks like him, too.

That's a mailman.

He ain't got no bag.

You're right.

Baretta.

Yeah, Foley?

I think we got him.

He just went into 2771.

What are you talking to me for?

Go follow him.

Stay here.

You lost him?

Yeah.

You sure it was him?

Well, he looked rather like him.

You know, he had long hair and... Should I call the station?

What are you gonna tell him?

I don't know.

He'll be back.

He'll be back.

Can

you help me, please?

What's the problem?

There's a gentleman laying in the alley.

What's the matter with him?

I don't know.

Okay, show me.

He's probably just drunk.

What's that?

Over here, sir.

Over here.

Where's he at?

Don't cause me no trouble.

Fax, get an ambulance!

Help me get him up.

Fax, you're working on an ambulance?

You're okay, man. You're okay.

Fully, is that guy okay?

Take it easy.

The ambulance is coming. You're gonna be okay.

Why'd you save a man, huh?

Why'd you let me kill him?

Because you just don't kill people.

That's all.

You just don't kill people.

Well, that guy is no good, you know?

He's no good, Baretta.

No good.

Well, if we killed all the people, there was no good.

They would leave just you and me, right?

Oh, come on now.

Cheer up.

You had no way of knowing that kid would turn out to be emotionally unbalanced.

And he escaped.

You didn't let him go.

Emotionally unbalanced, yeah.

I'll tell you something, though.

That guy, Pogo, he was on my list before this whole thing started.

He's on my list now, and he will fall, Billy Boy, and you can take that to the bank.

Yeah?

Well, you can't clear it up all by yourself in a week.

Remember what your old man used to say?

Keep stroking, keep stroking.

That's right, old man.

Just keep stroking.

And he will fall.

Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow, but he will fall.

Hi.

Oh, my gracious sakes alive, darling.

I forgot.

Well, this is Helena.

That's right.

She worked over at that restaurant, the Greek restaurant.

That's right.

What does she do?

Well, she...

That's kind of hard to explain.

You see, she... Oh, she's a waitress.

Well, not exactly.

She... Shall we do it?

Huh?

Shall we do it?

You know, dance?

Oh, yeah, that's right.

I told her what a good Greek dancer I was, you see.

I've been trying to teach my partner here, and he just doesn't respond to me.

And I thought maybe that the feminine touch was what was required, dear.

Just don't dance well with it.

Oh, she just moves her hips a little.

Oh, my hips are moving.

Who's so?

Who's so?

How about that leg move?

Who's so?

Yeah, I got it.

She thinks I got it.