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(exciting music)

(plane roaring)

(easy jazz music)

- [Announcer] Flight
405 from Portland

is now arriving at Gate Three.

- Is that their plane?

- Yeah, that's it.

- You nervous?

- A little.

I haven't seen
'em in six months.

Did you reach Romano?

- Oh, he's still
waiting at the house.

There's no sign of
a housekeeper yet.

What's she like?

- Mrs. Parish?

She's top of the line.

I spent three hours
interviewing her

and two days checking
her background.

- Count on you, Hooker.

So how long are they staying?

- Not long enough.

Two week spring break

and then I gotta ship
'em back to Oregon.

I'm lucky to get my
two week vacation now.

- Daddy.

- Sweetheart.

Hi, big guy.

How are you doing, huh?

- Great, but we missed you.

- You did?

Well I missed you too.

- How's it going, dad?

- It's going just great
now that you guys are here.

Wait till you meet the
housekeeper I hired.

Her name is Mrs. Parrish,
you're gonna love her.

- How old is she?

- I don't know, middle 60's.

She comes with great references.

- Terrific.

I'll bet she knits
all the time too.

- Yeah, doesn't sound
like much fun, does she?

- Hey, you guys.

With the things that I
have planned for us to do

in the next two
weeks, Mrs. Parrish

won't even earn her salary.

- For sure?

- For sure.

- Now that sounds great.

How far is your
new place anyway?

- It's over on Fairview.

And it's not exactly my house.

I rented it from a detective

who got transferred
to another division.

- What happened to your
funky old motel room, daddy?

- Your dad decided it
wasn't a great place

for kids even to visit.

- You can say that again.

- [TJ] Oh, thanks a lot.

- Is there a yard for
us to toss a football

at the new place?

- Oh for sure.

There's plenty of room for
you to go down and out.

My arm might be a
little rusty, but...

- Mom's boyfriend plays
ball with Tommy a lot.

- He does?

Thanks for telling me.

- Yeah, he's a pretty neat guy.

- [Announcer] The
horses are at the gate.

The line is up.

They're off.

Number four, Red Talon,
breaks to the inside,

on the rails, taking
an early lead,

followed by Jack-of-All-Trades.

(gun cocks)

(chuckling)

(tense music)

- Come on, man, let's go.

- Don't get excited.

I'm ready.

- Let's go.

Grab it, grab it.

All right, everybody just
keep kissing the floor

and you'll all live
to see tomorrow, huh?

Thank you, ladies, gentlemen.

- [Dale] Come on, boys,
let's get outta here fast.

- [James] Go, go.

- [Dale] Come on, move it, guys.

- [James] Go, go, come
on, out, out, out.

Come on.

(tense music)

- Coming through.

Get out of the way,
coming through.

- Look, I told you,
I don't know you.

- I'm sure that I know you.

Here, let me see
those baby blues.

- If you don't leave me alone,
I'm gonna call the police.

- [Dale] Move back, lady.

Look out, look out.

- [Walker] All right,
one, two, three, lift.

Okay.

Let's go, come on.

- They're never gonna
be able to make it

out of here with that
crowd blocking the exit.

- You want me to
use the bullhorn?

- Save your strength when
the new baby arrives, pal.

You're gonna need it.

I'll just give 'em a hand.

- Careful, there's a cop.

- [Jim] Can we clear
the drive, please?

- And there's another
one by the car.

- Yes.

- Hey, what's the problem?

- Uh, stroke.

Gone before we could get here.

- There are quite a few
people at the track today.

Want an escort out of the lot?

- Ah, no, no, no, I think
we can handle it all right.

But thanks anyway, huh?

- Hold on a second, I'm gonna
take a look at the body.

(action music)

Hey, hold it.

Get down.

(guns firing)

Get down.

(tires screeching)

(gun fires)

(groaning)

(somber music)

- Well, what do you think?

It's not exactly the
biggest house in the world,

but you each have
your own bedroom.

- I like it, daddy.

It's you.

- Well, that's
great, sweetheart.

I'm not exactly sure that's
a compliment, but thank you.

- I wonder where Romano is.

- Well, what do you think?

- I told him we were on the way.

- Huh?

Not bad.

Romano.

Romano.

- Hi there.

- Romano.

Hi.

- I'm Camille.

- [TJ] Camille?

- Camille Parrish.

My mother twisted
her ankle last night

and she asked if I would come

and help take care of the kids.

- Boy, I bet she don't knit.

(chuckles)

- Well, I'm really embarrassed
you catching me like this,

but well, you see
when I got here

your friend Romano was
hanging up a houseplant

and he asked me if
I would help him

and so I did and I held
the ladder for him--

- And he dumped the pot on you.

- Well, yeah, except it
really wasn't his fault.

You see, the phone
rang and I jumped

and I let go of the
ladder and down it came.

It was just my mom calling to
make sure everything was okay.

- Quite frankly, Camille, we
were expecting your mother.

- Well not to worry, because
I raised four brothers

and two sisters
practically all by myself

and last summer at church camp

my mother and I took care of
the entire sixth grade class

and that's 21 kids
and everything went
absolutely great.

Anyway, I am gonna need
three nights a week off.

I go to night school.

I'm studying law.

I guess that's why Vince
and I got along so great.

We've got a lot in common.

Well, you must be
Chrissie and Tommy.

- [Chrissie] Yeah.

- How do you do?

I'll bet you're starved after
a flight in, aren't you?

- [Tommy] Yeah.

- Well I have your
dinner in the oven.

- Great.

Oh, this is our friend, Stacy.

She works with daddy.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- [Camille] Can you
stay for dinner?

- Well, I was expecting
a ride home with Vince.

- He went to the hospital.

- The hospital?

- He received a call and he
seemed pretty shaken up by it.

(somber music)

- What happened?

- Terry Stafford.

He was in 16 with Corrigan
while Stacy was off.

They ran smack into a
heist at the racetrack.

- How bad?

- Bad.

- Corrigan?

- He's still down at the
scene with the detectives.

I brought Terry's
wife in with me.

- Oh, Hooker, is he all right?

When can I see him?

You know, I wake up every
night with the same nightmare.

Ever since Terry
joined the force,

I keep thinking that one
day he's going to drive

out of the driveway in his
car and never come back.

- I'm sorry.

He's gone.
- No.

Our little boy, Michael,
it's his birthday tomorrow.

We were gonna blow up
party balloons tonight.

Oh god, why?

Oh why, god, why?

(sobbing)

- I want you to rest for awhile.

Romano will take you home.

I'll come by in a bit.

After you take her home,
notify her parents and Terry's.

- He was a good cop, Hooker.

You trained him well.

- I'm gonna find out
who pulled the trigger.

He just bought himself a
ticket to the gas chamber.

(determined percussion beat)

- Terry?

- He didn't make it.

- Oh god.

What about Linda?

- Romano's with her.

And Stacy went over to help.

And we're gonna be
on this full-time

until we get some answers.

- You're on vacation.

Your kids are here.

- I had a long talk with
the kids about Terry.

What has to be done.

What do you got?

- Not much, M14 with blood on
it, dropped in the getaway.

I think I hit the
shooter with one slug.

- He the one who shot Terry?

- No it was the driver, but I
got a good look at all of 'em.

- How many?

- Three males, one female.

The men were dressed like
ambulance attendants.

The guard cleared
them when they said

they had to go to the
aid of a stroke victim.

Cleaned out the cage
with more than 500,000.

Took off in an ambulance.

I put out a broadcast, but
it was wearing stolen plates.

- Get a trace on the rifle,
a lab report on the blood,

and start working up
composite sketches

on the faces you saw.

- That's a door-locking device.

That's what held us in,
otherwise Frank and I

would have been all over them.

- Who spotted the
ambulance first?

- Well, Don was inside.

I saw them when I came out

to pick up some
coffee and donuts.

Yeah, now, the
dispensary's over there,

but the ambulance
pulled in right here.

Before I knew it, they were

into the corridor
with the stretcher.

- Yeah, when I unlocked
the door for the coffee,

they pulled guns and
forced their way in.

Now, I'm a trained
cop, sergeant.

I have retirement
disability, you know,

and there was
nothing I could do.

They had me cold.

- You pick up coffee every
day at the same time?

- Yeah, right on the break.

Sometimes I do it,
sometimes it's Frank.

Why, you think maybe
it was an inside job?

- Or one that was
cased very well.

- Hey, hey, Hooker,
when are you dudes

gonna let me go home, man?

I got a wife and three kids,
you know what I mean, man?

- Yeah, I know what you mean.

The detectives tell me that
you had a long conversation

with the nurse at the
ambulance before the heist.

What was that all about?

- Hey, what do I know about
what I was talking about, man?

I ain't your snitch no more.

I ain't nobody's snitch.

Let go of me, man, let go of me.

- A damn fine cop
was just blown away.

I wanna know what you know.

I want it, Eddy.

Let me see your eyes.

- No.
- Let me see your eyes.

Come here, come here,
let me see your eyes.

- Okay.

- [Pete] Hooker.

- Okay, okay, I popped
a little mescaline.

That's all, man.

Just a little.

Listen, you can check my arms.

Check my arms, man.

You can check the
soles of my feet.

I'm clean and there's no
needle marks, I swear.

- There's enough
drugs inside your car

to supply a small pharmacy.

That means you've
been a bad boy.

Now what did you
say to the nurse

and what did she say to you?

- I don't know, man.

She just had these legs
that wouldn't quit,

so I was gonna just lay
a little number on her,

but man, she just put
me down like that.

- That's it, that's all?

Anymore, anymore?

- I got a look under her shades.

You're not gonna bust
me, are you, man?

- Well, I don't know,
I'm gonna think about it

while you ride downtown.

- Downtown?

- Well, you got a look at her.

That means you can make
an ID from the mugshots.

You do that, and I'll
forget I ever saw you.

- ID, what if I can't
make an ID, man?

I got a wife and three
kids, Hooker, come on.

I got a wife, I got a wife.

I got a wife and three kids.

- I stopped on the way to pay
my respects to Mrs. Stafford.

At a time like this,
there's nothing you can say

that makes any sense,
but you say it anyway.

What in the hell's
name made any of us

wanna be cops in
the first place?

- I don't know,
Pete, I wish I knew.

- You know, I hate
to ask this, Hooker.

I know the kids
are down and all,

but we're gonna need
all the help we can get.

- Kids have already
been handled.

Put Romano out of
the black and white,

put us in soft clothes,
and I'll have this case

wrapped so fast,
they'll never miss me.

- All right.

But meanwhile, I
want you to pull

in the reigns on that temper.

- Is that an order or a request?

- A favor.

(melodic music)

- I'm sorry, I didn't
mean to wake you.

- No, I was waiting
up to let you know

that everything was under
control with the kids.

That they're all settled in

and unpacked and
everything and...

- Great.

- And also that I
took the liberty

to put my things in that
bedroom off the kitchen.

- Yeah, okay.

- Okay.

Kids missed you at dinner.

- Yeah.

First night in.

I should've been there.

They said they understood,

but their mother used
to say the same thing.

- I saw on the news
that the officer killed

was from your precinct.

My boyfriend's been talking
about joining the police academy

and every time he talks about
wanting to be a police officer

I just don't know
what to tell him.

- Tell him it's an
honorable profession

and we need good cops.

- I can't help but
thinking what would happen

if he were out on the
streets some night

and ran into some crazies the
way your officer did tonight.

If he got himself all shot up.

- We'll get the ones who
did the shooting today.

They made off with
$500,000 in hot cash,

but they'll get greedy for more.

Or someone will get
greedy when it comes time

to divvy up what
they already have,

and then they'll make mistakes.

And that's when I'll
be in their faces

to make them sorry they ever
pulled a trigger on a cop.

Goodnight, thank you.

- Goodnight.

(somber music)

- [TJ] Sh.

Go to sleep.

(exuberant music)

- Watch your fingers,
it's very hot.

- Good morning.

- Good morning, daddy.

- Hi, dad.

- Good morning.

Would you like some breakfast?

I make a terrific omelet.

- I'll take a rain-check
on the omelet,

but I'll have some coffee.

- Black coffee coming up.

- What time did you
get in last night, dad?

- What's this, a bed check?

See if I made curfew in time?

- No, he just wants to
know so he can tell mom.

- Oh, great, you're
gonna tell mom.

- Oh I do not.

(giggling)

I know what it means when
a policeman gets shot.

Did he die?

- The policeman?

- Uh-huh.

- Yeah, he died.

- Daddy, when you
were shot that time,

when you were in the hospital,

remember when we were
waiting to see how you were?

- Sure, I remember.

When I woke up, I
was never so glad

to see anybody in my life.

- While we were waiting,
I heard someone say

you were gonna die.

- You did, who said that?

- A nurse.

But mommy said you
were too ornery to die.

- Sure, see, that's right, I am.

I got a hide like a crocodile.

I mean nowadays the bad guys

know better than to shoot at me

because the bullets
just bounce right off.

Pow.

- Oh god, come on,
dad, give us a break.

- I'll give you break.

I'll break your arm, come here.

- No, the other one,
that's my throwing arm.

(laughing)

(phone rings)

- I'll break the other arm.

Hooker.

- Yeah, it's Jim, we
may have gotten lucky.

We've had three teams tracking
that rifle from the heist,

ran its registration down
to the 18th Street armory.

- Was the rifle stolen?

- Don't know.

But only the guardsmen
have access to the weapons,

and the one we recovered was
issued to a Dale John Hunter.

The picture they have
in this personnel file

is the same guy I traded
shots with at the racetrack.

He has a North Hillside address.

- That's high-priced
real estate.

- Yeah, but when he's
not being a stickup man,

looks like Hunter's
a working stiff.

We have his
occupation listed here

as a house manager for Mr.
and Mrs. Thomas Bingham.

According to his records,
this guy's an expert marksman.

(determined jazz music)

- The caretaker says that the
owners have been vacationing

at the Bahamas for
the last four weeks,

but Hunter's been
here all the time.

- He say if he was in?

- Hadn't seen him in
the last couple of days.

We got a consent to search.

Let's toss his room.

(funky music)

- Picked a good place to
dump the ambulance, man.

Now we broke down the money
and this is your fair share.

The others are gonna
split the rest tonight

and everybody will be home free.

What the...

Who the hell are you?

(gun fires)

(grunting)

- Caretaker may not have
seen him, but he's been back.

You wanna lay odds
that blood matches

what we took off the rifle?

- I know better than
to bet with you.

Did the caretaker
happen to mention

anybody by the name of Stephanie
that Hunter might know?

- No, why?

- What in the hell
are you suggesting?

That just because
I live next door

to the Binghams that I'm
involved in some manner

with their handyman?

- We found this in Dale
Hunter's room, Ms. Patton.

Caretaker said you're the
only Stephanie he knows.

He also suggested that you
might help us locate Mr. Hunter.

- I've never been in that
man's room in my life.

I barely know him by sight.

And even if I did,

I would hardly consider
it police business.

- Well, like I said,
there's been a robbery

and a police
officer's been killed.

I would think that's
reason enough to cooperate.

- Reason enough to insinuate
something as personal as that?

- Do you think this
might've been stolen?

- Well, yes.

From the laundry room or even
god knows, from my own room.

- Maybe.

- A degenerate creep like that

might be after something more
than just lingerie next time.

When the Binghams get
back from the Bahamas,

I'm going to suggest
that they fire him.

- Well, I don't think that'll
be necessary, Ms. Patton.

- Oh, why's that?

- I just got a blast on
the radio from Corrigan.

They found Hunter, dead.

- Dale's dead?

- Dale?

I thought you
hardly knew the man.

- I always call servants
by their first names.

- We'll be back.

- That's a very cold lady.

- A very tough lady.

(methodical tones)

- Two wounds.

One looks like it could've been

from the exchange with
me at the racetrack.

The other's fresh
from close range.

- No mistake about him being
the rifleman from the heist?

- Before they took off, I
was as close as I am to you.

No mistake.

- Who found him?

- Watchman over there.

Weekly fire safety inspection.

This car here is
registered to Hunter.

From under the front
seat of the ambulance.

Attendant's gear,
one nurse's uniform

with a blonde hair
on the collar band.

- Romano, make sure
the doc gets a PM

and a lab report out
as quickly as possible.

- You got it.

- What about Eddy
Downing and the mugshots?

- We drew a blank.

But Downing and every witness
at the scene of the heist

clearly identified the nurse
accomplice as a brunette.

- And how are you doing on
your composite sketches?

- In the works, right
along with Downing's.

- Stacy, that ambulance,
any registration?

- Sticker on the steering column

says it's from Brenton Hospital.

- Stolen vehicle report?

- None yet.

- Check on it.

See why it hasn't been filed.

Stacy, Terry's wife,
how's she doing?

- I'm going back after
watch to spend the night.

Esposito and Allen
are with her now.

They said she's holding
up okay, considering.

- So what are we
looking at here?

This guy's been shot
twice within 24 hours.

- All we got are two homicides

and the scum who shot Terry
Stafford is still out there.

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- [Man] Mrs. Stafford?

- Yes, this is Mrs. Stafford.

- I just called to
tell you how sorry I am

about your husband's death.

I mean--

- Who, who is this?

- [Man] Just a friend.

A friend who regrets the
passing of your husband.

It wasn't supposed to
happen that way, you know?

Nobody was supposed to get hurt.

- [Linda] I don't understand.

What are you talking about?

- They were all scum,
degenerate garbage.

All of them together
not worth the life

of one fine police
officer like your husband.

I read about his
record in the newspaper

and they were going to give him

the posthumous Medal of Valor.

He deserves it.

- Tell me who this is, please.

You're frightening me.

- Don't be frightened.

I want you to go
to your front door.

There's something there.

Go on, go on now.

(dial tone)

- What's the matter, Linda?

What is it?

- There's money in
here, a lot of it.

- Please forgive.

The money is for
the little ones.

- There must be thousands
of dollars in there.

- There's no signature.

I'm gonna call Hooker.

- So your mom's boyfriend,
pretty neat guy, huh?

- Yeah.

And they're thinking
of getting married.

- Yeah, I know that.

I just wanted to make
sure that you guys

were happy with the situation.

- Oh, we'd have
been happier if you

and mom didn't get a
divorce, but we'll be okay.

- Well, you know how much I
missed you, how much I love you.

Your mom did the right
thing for the family.

If I didn't think so, I wouldn't
have gone along with it.

- Daddy?

You know your friend, the
police officer who died?

- Uh-huh.

- Is he gonna go to heaven?

- He was a good man,
and a good father.

I'm sure he will.

- Mommy said that
when Champ died,

it was like he closed
the door of one room

and went into another.

- Well that's a good
way of putting it.

I may not be able to get
in touch with my friend,

but even though he's
gone, I know he's there.

- You gonna go to his funeral?

- Uh-huh.

Pay my respects to
him, to his family.

- Hey, when I was
looking all over town

for the troops, I should've
thought of your favorite park.

Tommy, Chrissie.

- We got a standing
reservation here.

Sit down, let's
have some dessert.

- Well, I'm sorry to
break up the party,

but I got a call from Stacy,

she's at Linda Stafford's house.

They need to talk
to you right away.

- Okay, kids, let's
have some dessert to go.

And a little TV before bedtime?

- Sure.

Camille's gonna teach
me how to needlepoint.

- Clever girl, that
Camille, among other things.

- Take it easy, Romano,
she's got a boyfriend.

- I'll wait.

(dramatic tones)

- And that's all I can remember.

I was upset.

I think I've told
you everything.

- Linda, you should be in bed.

I'll help you check on
Michael before you turn in.

- A note, money.

What do you suppose
it all means?

- Well, they netted
over $500,000,

so maybe it was worth
10,000 to somebody

to relieve their guilt.

- You know, the longer
I'm on this job,

the less I understand about
some of these twisted creeps.

Corrigan's following up
with Brenton Hospital.

He asked me to give
you these composites.

This one's the one
Eddy Downing made

of the nurse without
her sunglasses on.

Recognize the lady?

- If you make the
brunette into a blonde

then you have Stephanie Patton.

(dramatic tones)

- You're right, that
ambulance was missing.

But the reason there was
no stolen vehicle report

filed on it yesterday is
that it wasn't stolen,

it was checked out
for maintenance.

We just got word that it
never arrived at the garage.

- Who checked it out?

- An attendant, Walker Redding,

and a male nurse, James Rourke.

And I haven't seen
either one of them since.

Redding was more or less a
cipher while he was here.

His work record was all right,

but he wasn't the
friendliest of types.

Rourke, on the other hand,

seemed to be rather
conscientious, hard-working.

So that should be
all right for you?

- Uh-huh.

- Mr. Burnett.
- Hi.

- Anything wrong?

- It must've been the
excitement yesterday,

just a few chest pains.

- I made him come
in for a checkup.

- You nail those crooks yet?

- We're working on it.

- You'll get 'em.

- A coronary is nothing to
take lightly, Mr. Burnett.

I told you two months
ago to ease up.

- You can't keep an
ex-harness bull like me down.

Just a couple of days
off, I'll be fine.

- Thanks again for your help.

- You're welcome.

- [Dispatcher] Four-X-ray-30,
meet Officer Corrigan

on a phone patch through TAC-2.

- Go ahead, Jim.

- They're regular
hospital employees.

Average work records.

Checked out the ambulance,
never returned it.

And the descriptions match
the suspects we're tracking.

- All right, put
an APB out on them

and we'll be in touch
from North Hillside.

(determined electronic music)

- [Vince] Hooker.

- Yeah, I see it.

(tires screech)

She's dead.

(engine revving)

(exciting chase music)

- Four-X-ray-30,
in silent pursuit

of ADW suspect in '69
green Chevy Impala.

West on North Hillside
towards Freeman.

(tires screeching)

(horn honking)

(tires squealing)

(crashing)

It's gonna blow.

(intense music)

(explosions boom)

(soft jazz music)

- All right, look,
I admit I was there.

I saw the girl dead in the car.

I've been around
cars all my life.

I mean, people don't know

how dangerous an
automobile can be.

I mean, you leave
the motor running

in a car in a
closed garage and...

I mean, the fumes
could kill you.

I think maybe she
was an unhappy lady.

What did the coroner say?

You know, I used to work

in the coroner's
office in San Diego.

- You've been
around, haven't you?

- I've paid my dues.

- You're gonna wind
up paying for murder.

- Forget it.

I didn't touch her.

She was like that
when I got there.

I went in the house
and then you show up.

- She was found unconscious.

Behind the wheel.

She'd had been
smacked on the head.

And there was blood
outside the car.

And there wasn't any
trace of carbon monoxide.

- Which means, she was bleeding

before the car
motor was turned on.

And your fingerprints are
all over the place, Redding.

- Look at this.

This wig matches the hairstyle

the brunette nurse at the
racetrack heist was wearing.

We found it in Stephanie
Patton's bedroom.

We found a scrap of money
wrapper that matches

those used by the
racetrack cashiers.

Look at this, Redding.

A recent snapshot of Ms. Patton

and a gentleman friend who was
just murdered, Dale Hunter.

Murder among thieves, Redding,
that's what was going down.

Either a double-cross or a
disagreement about the split.

And you're right smack
in the middle of it.

- I don't know what
you're talking about!

- One of you wanted the whole
pot of gold for himself,

either you or your buddy in
the ambulance, James Rourke.

Where do I find James Rourke?

- If I cooperate, what
kinda deal can I cut?

- No deals, spit it out.

- I just went to get
my share of the money.

I didn't kill the girl,
I didn't kill Hunter.

I hardly even knew 'em.

- Then how'd you get involved?

Okay, Vincent, get
him out of here.

Book him up.

- Let's go, pal.

- Murder one, two counts.

- All right, it
was Rourke, Rourke.

He's the one who
put it together.

I didn't think he had smarts,
but somehow he did it.

He do Hunter, and
Ms. Nose-In-The-Air.

- How did Rourke know Hunter?

(giggling)

- An IV.

They used to get
their kicks together.

This heist was supposed to
be the biggest kick of all.

- Maybe the biggest kick
was killing each other off.

You killed Rourke too?

- No!

Now how many ways
do I gotta say it?

I didn't kill anybody!

- There's one way
you could say it.

Tell me where to find Rourke.

(dramatic music)

- Looks like Rourke
beat a hasty departure

which leaves us with zip.

- More freaky people, out
there looking for kicks.

- You know, I
can't figure a lady

like Stephanie Patton
tied in with the others.

Even if she was a cold
lady, it looked like she had

everything she could
possibly want out of life.

- You have everything and
sometimes you still want more.

- Racetrack security said the
thieves used a duffle bag.

Maybe Rourke got tired of
carrying his money the same way.

- [TJ] Yeah, maybe they
figured they needed

some other kind
of traveling bag.

- Think he's going to Mexico?

- Let's ask his travel agent.

- [Dispatcher] Four-X-ray-30,

New York travel agency confirms

that a James Rourke has a ticket

on Express World Airline
flight 101 to Mexico City.

- When is that flight
scheduled to leave?

- [Dispatcher] 10:30 tonight.

- Roger.

- That's 25 minutes from now.

(siren blaring)

(exciting music)

(plane roaring)

- [TJ] Excuse me.

- You have a man on your
10:30 flight to Mexico City.

- I don't recognize him.

- Have all passengers
checked in?

- Well we have all but
three confirmations,

but they don't have to
check in at the desk.

They can check in at the gate.

- We wanna halt
takeoff of that flight.

- I don't have the authority.

- You saw the badge.

- I'm sorry, I have to
speak with my superior.

- What gate?

- Five.

- Look, why don't you take me
to your superior right away?

(thrilling music)

(giggling)

(alarms ringing)

(planes screaming)

(groaning)

- [TJ] Call an ambulance.

You gonna be okay?

- It'll be all right as
soon as I catch my breath.

- Burnett.

Where's James Rourke?

- He's dead.

I planned this whole thing.

He just put the others
together for me, that's all.

Now he's dead, just
like the other two.

If you hadn't nailed Redding,
I would've taken him out too.

- So why'd you do it?

- Oh, pensioned off by the
police force for a bad heart,

left to scrape by on
half-pay, when every day,

all around me there's money,
money, stacks of money.

You could say this was
just a last fling for me

before my heart
went on me someday.

- Turn around.

I might buy that as a start.

- I'm telling you, this
thing was just a cracker box

waiting for the one guy with
the brains to pull it off.

- You made one mistake.

- The others?

Fools, they were all fools.

I just needed them to
help me carry it off.

There wasn't supposed
to be any shooting.

Nobody was supposed to get hurt.

I heard about that
poor police officer

and I'm sorry, I'm real sorry.

- Yeah, so sorry you tried
to ease your conscience

by giving his widow some
of your blood money.

Let's go.

(somber music)

- Thanks, lieutenant, bye-bye.

- [Chrissie] Do you
have the tickets, dad?

- I'm gonna get 'em
now, sweetheart.

How's Linda holding
up after the funeral?

- Well, O'Brien said
she's a real fighter.

Police Memorial
Fund is gonna cover

all the funeral expenses.

- Great.

Now she's gonna need a lot more

of that other kind of help.

- Well, it's already started.

Fran called her from Oregon.

- Dad, do I have to wear this
necktie all the way home?

- It's a two hour flight,
it isn't gonna kill you.

- He just doesn't
want mom to think

that he's not taking
good care of us.

- Am I overdoing it?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- All right, here.

- Except for the three days.

Oh, and then we had you
the whole two weeks.

Oh, I guess I
shouldn't complain.

- [Announcer] Flight 310 to
Portland is now boarding.

All passengers--

- Guess that's us, huh?

- Yeah, I guess that's us.

- I guess that's us.

- Be cool, Tommy.

Bye-bye, beautiful.

- Take care of your sister.

And I'll see you when
the school lets out.

And I got some real neat
things planned for the summer.

- Do we get to
have Camille back?

- Yeah, we liked her a lot.

- Okay, you got Camille.

- All right.

- Take care of yourself.

And say hello to your
mother for me, will you?

- Okay.

- You gonna be all right, daddy?

- Yeah, I'm gonna be all right.

I'm gonna miss you guys a
lot, 'cause I love you a lot.

All right, you guys, get going.

Call me when you land.

(wistful music)

(exciting music)