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CHARLIE:
Once upon a time, there
were three beautiful girls.

Two of them graduated
from the police academy.

The other graduated
from a top school for models.

And they each reaped
the rewards

of their exciting careers.

But I took them away from all
.. that and now they
work for me.

My name is Charlie.

[m]

[m]

HOST [ON PA]:
Okay
all you swinging singles

you know
what those phones are for.

Now, just reach out and dial
the table of your choice.

Youll never know,
you could be dancing.

Or maybe some romancing.

[FUNKY MUSIC
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

Do me a favor.

Don't tell your husband
you were here.

[GIGGLES]

[PHONE BEEPING]

If it's for me, I‘m not in.

You're just gonna sit there?

Well, you answer it.
Why me?

Well, you‘re the unattached
lady in this group.

Oh, right.

MAN:
May l speak to the lady
with you?

The lady with me?

Yes, please.

He wants to speak to you.

Oh, come on,
his voice sounds
really divine.

[LAUGHS]

Yes?

You’re a very pretty girl

My,
you are an old smoothie.

Pity l’m going
to have to kill you.

Did you hear me?

I heard you,
and it's not funny.

What did he say?

He said
he was gonna kill me.

What?

Listen,
lam not fond of phone cranks.

I assure you,
this is not a crank call

lreally will have
to kill you.

Let's get out of here.

Wait a minute.

You're not gonna let
some whacko

ruin your last night
in the big city.

He said
he was gonna kill me.

But he's just
some crazy person.

I mean,
I'm sure he doesn't mean it.

Okay, you stay.
I'm leaving.

[LOIS PANTING]

Why are you so upset?
I just am.

You just don't know--
Oh, I'll see you later.

Okay.

Yeah.

[PANTING]

[GASPS]

You startled me.

What do you want?

Slay back,
I don't like being crowded.

Stay back, I said.

l'll scream.

[MUFFLED WHIMPERING]

[m]

[GRUNTING]

[GASPS THEN SCREAMS]

[CAR HORN HONKS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Oh, no, Pat.

Oh, God.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Oh, he meant it.

Oh, he really meant it.

[SOBBING]

[m]

CHARLIE [OVER SPEAKER]:
Mary, ljust spoke
to Police Lieutenant Fryer.

The occupants
of that car swear

your friend deliberately ran
in front of them.

Well,
I don't care what he says.

I mean, Lois would not

and did not
deliberately kill herself.

And you think that the call

you two received
inside the club

was connected to her death?

Yes. I know it was.

KRIS:
Mary, is there any possibility

that the killer knew
either you or Lois?

Was there anything familiar
about his voice?

No, nothing.

CHARLIE:
And neither you or Lois

had ever been in that club
before?

No, Lois didn't even live
here. She was only
visiting me.

Did you look
at any of the other tables,

get a look at who was talking
on the phone?

No,
because there wasn't time.

BOSLEY:
Did Lois have any enemies?

An ex-husband?
Ajealous admirer?

Well, if she did,

she never said anything to me
about it.

And she always told me
everything.

Well, it sounds to me

like we have an unmotivated
random killing
by a psychopath.

I agree.

I don't agree
about the unmotivated part.

However twisted
and crazy it is,

whoever killed her friend
had his reason.

We've just got to figure out
what it is.

Mary, if you heard
this caller's voice again,

do you think
you might recognize it?

After what happened,

I don't think
I'll ever forget it.

Charlie,
are you suggesting

that we drop in
at the Hotline Club?

Seems the most logical course
of action for the moment.

Are you up to it, Mary?

You mean,
you want me to act as bait?

Mary,
if you're not up to it--

I'm not.

But I will be,
when we get there.

Somehow, I will be.

[m]

[LOUNGE MUSIC
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

Well, why don't I grab myself
a seat at the bar

and take in
a bird's-eye view?

Good idea.

Why don't you and I
take a table?

Why not?
We might get lucky.

[LAUGHS]

See you.

Try and relax.

We're all here
and we'll protect you.

I'm sorry,
I'm just scared.

Look, he can't hurt you
with a phone call.

Let's go.

You eating or drinking?

You serve food?

Not much,
the cooks a fool.

How's the bartender?

He's the cook's
idiot brother.

Sounds like
you love your work.

I don't like anything
about this place.

So, what do you want?

Uh, martini, dry.

Okay. And you?

Oh, uh, the same.

Thank you.

Try and relax.

Everything's gonna be
all right.

I know. I'm sorry.

I don't mind
being used as bait.

It's just
that I'm scared.

Oh, well,
that's all right.

You're allowed.

[PHONE BEEPS]

MAN:
Hello?

Hello.

i never thought your friend
would show up here again.

My friend?

Yes. l've never thought
id see her here again.

KELLY:
Really?

Why did you think that?

i just didn't think
she would

Who are you?

Why are you asking
these questions?

Why are you with her?

I'm a friend of hers.

Why are you two whispering
to each other?

Whispering?

lcan see
what you're doing.

What are you saying?

You needn't look for me.
You can't see me.

lcan see you,
but you can't see me.

How nice for you.

You don 't like that,
do you?

Me seeing you,
you not seeing me.

You don't like that much.

Not much.

Why don't you step out
and show yourself?

Youll see me soon enough.

You won't like it,
but you'll see me.

What's that
supposed to mean?

it means you'llmeet me,
just once.

ltll be the last face you see
just before you die.

Oh, God.

Listen here, you freak,

you don't have the guts
to face me or anyone.

Oh, my, what ugly words
from such a pretty face.

A perfect pretty face.

I've gotta get out of here.
I've go to.

Mary, wait.

Mary. No, it's all right,
it's all right. It's me.

Oh, Mr. Bosley.

What happened?

He called again.

Are you sure?

I'm positive.

I can't stay in there.
I don't wanna stay in there.

Don't make me stay in there.

Okay.
It's gonna be all right.

Come on,
let me get you out of here.

What the devil's going on?

From the look
on Kelly's face,

I'd say she and Mary
had a phone call.

Wait, wait, wait.
Let's stay here.

Check out all the other
tables, see who's
on the phone.

MAN:
Don't worry about your friend.

l have no interest in her.

No interest in the least.

lt's youl want.

Only you, pretty face.

[LINE CLICKS]

[m]

[FUNKY MUSIC
PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

[PHONE BEEPS]

Listen here, you creep.

Kelly, it's me.

Are you all right?

Oh, Kris, I'm fine.

i take it
from the sound of your voice

the phone call we saw you get
was not friendly.

Definitely not.

Did our client
identify the voice

before she ran out of here?

Yes. But I don'tthink
we have to worry

about her safety anymore.

Why?
What do you mean?

Well, he says lh1 going to be
his next victim.

You?

So he says.

I feel like I'm sitting
on a keg of dynamite

with the fuse lit.

Listen, Kelly,
while you were talking,

we checked out
all the other tables

to see
who was on the phone.

Any candidates?

Uh, possibly two.
What were the table numbers?

Uh, table6and 11.

Both guys sitting alone
on the phone

while you were getting
the call.

Sixand 11?

Maybe you should call
those two tables.

See if one of the voices
sounds familiar.

Okay, I'll call them.

You watch their reactions.

Okay.

[FANFARE PLAYS]

Hey, good evening, folks.
This is now showtime.

So the phones
will be turned off.

Now, direct from Vegas

where she was built
as hypnotist extraordinaire

and unfortunately caught
a slight case of laryngitis.

But now she's here to surprise
and entertain you.

Margo.

[AUDIENCE APPLAUDS]

Thank you, Frankie.
You are a dear.

Thank you.

Hey,
where's your friend?

She had to leave.

Well, you still have to pay
for her drink.

I plan to.

You were gone
a long time.

I told you,
the bartender's an idiot.

MARGO:
He was so high, so wide,
blue eyes, blond hair

tiny scar on the inside
of his left nostril

and on and on.

It's amazing.
It's hypnotism.

My, what a lovely audience
you are.

Such energy and enthusiasm.

You Americans
are simply marvelous.

I'm sure we're all going
to have a smashing good time.

| just want you to remember
that we're not
having a séance.

Now, then I want to tell you
all straight off

that I'm not here
to embarrass
anyone in any way.

I want you all
to have good fun,

so relax
and enjoy yourselves.

[APPLAUSE]

MARGO:
People wonder
what it feels like.

Well, but I tell you,
it's total relaxation.

You lose all your inhibitions,
but don't worry.

Our fellow at Table 6 sure
seems to be watching Kelly.

Hmm,
he also looks very uptight.

MARGO:
All right, I'm going to need
some volunteers.

One or two couples.

Let's see.
I think I want you.

No.
Oh, come on.

I hate to see a man frown

when we're supposed to be
having fun. Come on.

Uh-oh, Ithink
I'm going to need some help.

Let's give our sour-faced
friend a big hand.

There we are.

There you are, dear.

Good.
What's your name?

Stark.
Oh, come on,
let's be friendly.

Is that a first name?
Harry.

Harry, Harry Stark,
isn't that a lovely name?

Now, you sit
right over there, Harry,

and I will find you
a pretty partner.

Well, a lady for Harry.

Hariy Stark.
Thank you, Margo.

MARGO:
I think I found one
right here.

What's your name?

Kelly.

But I'm really not interested,
thank you.

Dear, dear me,
another shrinking violet.

Well, we know what to do
with those.

Come on, be a dear,
join Harry.

I can't.

Can't. Can't simply isn't part
of my vocabulary.

Come on, folks.

I think we have to go
one more time.

Let's give the lady
a little encouragement.

There we are. Just take your
seat right next to Harry.

Now, then who's next?

WOMAN:
0h, ldon't think I want to.
I'm afraid of hypnotism.

MARGO:
All right, who else?

One more couple who,
as you Americans say,

would like to cool out,
wake up really feeling good.

Ever been hypnotized?

WOMAN:
Hey, Margo,
how about me and...?

Why were you staring at me?

Was I staring?
You know you were.

I don't like people
staring at me.

[SIGHS]

Do you have something
to hide?

What do you mean by that?

If you do--

|-- I mean,
if you have something to hide,

being hypnotized
might be veiy embarrassing.

Who are you?

Just a curious lady.

I don't think so.

You ask too many questions.

MARGO:
How about the couple
at Table 7?

Just a bad habit.

Well,
you'd better break the habit.

Otherwise,
you might get hurt.

MARGO:
It's just as easy to go under
out in the audience

as it is up on the stage
with me.

Harry,
where are you going?

Harry, come back.
We won't hurt you.

Off to the hounds,
I suppose.

Well,
we've lost our sourpuss.

Come on, kids,
let's have a good time.

I'd like you both
to take seats right here.

Thank you.

And where are you off to?

I seem to have lost
my partner.

So I'm gonna take
a rain check.

Oh, well,
that's quite all right.

I'll work with this
lovely couple right here.

Let's have a nice
round of applause

for the pretty lady.

[APPLAUSE]

I'd better go with Kelly.

I'll stay
and keep an eye on Table 11.

[GASPS]

Kelly, relax.
It's me.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Are you okay?
Yeah.

Where's Bos?

Uh, he probably took
our client home.

What in the world
did you say to Harry Stark?

Well, I asked him
if he had anything to hide.

Well, apparently, he did.
Yeah.

He panicked when I said
he might spill it

if he was hypnotized.

His voice was--

Was it like the voice
in the phone?

Well, I don't know.

All of a sudden, every voice
I hear sounds threatening.

You're really
getting spooked.

Yeah. I guess lam.

l neverthought
a voice on a phone

could do that to me.

It kind of hits you
where you live, you know?

No, I don't know,

but from the look in your
face, I'm beginning
to get the idea.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[m]

There's our friend Stark.

Late model Caddy,
849 ASB.

I'm gonna get that
checked out.

Hey, you better go back inside
with Kris.

I'll see if the man at Table
11 is worth worrying about.

OkaY? Okay.

[m]

And now,
on the count ofthree,

you will both wake up

feeling completely relaxed
and refreshed.

One, two, three.

Thank you very much.
You may return to your seats.

Your phones
will be turned back on.

Good night and thank you.

[ALL CHATTERING]

Well, we better go get Kelly,
try and find Bosley,

and see what happened
to our client.

Wait a minute.
She's getting another call.

MAN:
i just wanted to say
good night, Kelly.

Who are you?

We'll meet again, Kelly

Soon. Good night.

[LINE CLICKS]

Kelly.

Was it him?

Yes.

Are you okay?
I'm okay.

Let's get out of here.

Kelly.

[m]

I thought
we saw him leave.

Obviously,
he came back.

Maybe he had something else
to say.

Yeah. Maybe-- Maybe he did.

[m]

You're gonna have
to finish that.

lwas hoping
you'd do that.

Do what?

Come over here
and say something positive.

Like, "You're gonna have
to finish that."

Are you pulling my leg?

No.

I really wanted you to
come over here and talk to me.

About what?

Well, I'm taking a night
course in, uh, social studies.

Social studies.
Yeah.

You know,
about different
types of people

what they do, how they act,
where they go.

You gonna finish that?

Oh, heh, right.

Anyway,
I, um, like to pick out

a certain type of person
and study him.

For instance,
tonight at Table 11,

there was this guy,
older guy.

Good-looking,
gray hair.

A little nervous though,
kept checking his watch.

Locked like
a Scotch drinker.

What about him?

Well, I thought he'd make
a great case study.

I don't suppose you know
the fella I'm talking about.

Sure, I know him.

Really?

Oh, what's his name?

You finish that,
I might tell you.

[CHUCKLES]

I'm listening.

His name is Harkins.

Harkins.

Mm-hm. Joe Harkins.

He comes in here every night.
I run a tab for him.

Every night?

You think he's
the, uh, social studies type?

Oh, definitely. Great type.

[CHUCKLES]

[m]

Hi. Where's our client?

On a plane
to Cincinnati.

KRIS:
Cincinnati?

BOSLEY:
Yeah, her folks live there.

She wants to hide out

until our phone killer
is in custody.

Not a bad idea,
actually.

Did you come up with anything
while lwas gone?

Yeah, a couple of names
Charlie can check out.

Yeah, a Harry Stark
and a Joe Harkins.

The two guys who were sitting
at Table 6 and 11.

Okay, I'll follow up on that
first thing in the morning.

Quitting time.

I didn't realize
it was that late.

It's always later
than you think.

Hello.
Hi.

Mind ifl sit down?
Not at all.

I'd offer you a drink,
but the barjust shut down.

That's vely kind of you,
but no matter.

May I ask you a question?

Sure.

What happened
with your partner tonight?

That Harry Stark fellow?

He decided he didn't wanna be
in your act, I guess.

Well,
I hope I didn't embarrass you,

or him either
for that matter.

Oh, no, you didn't.

Good, because like I said,
it's all in fun.

Listen, I simply must tell you
why I put you two together.

I noticed
that he was watching you

from the moment you came in
tonight with that other lady.

He was?

Yes. And when I saw you
on the phones together,

well,
I naturally assumed that--

You saw him call me?

Oh, well, of course,
I couldn't be absolutely sure,

but, well, when I saw you
on the phones at the same time

ljust naturally assumed
that he had called you.

Well, after all,

he was watching you
all evening.

Does this Harry
come in here often?

Oh, yes, I've seen him here
quite often recently.

He always goes to Table 6
and he's always a sourpuss.

Well, bedtime.

Oh, listen,

would you take my card
before you go?

Well, you're a detective?

Yes.

You heard about the accident
in the parking lot?

The woman that got run over?

Yes, it was awful.
Poor thing.

Well, I'm investigating
for her insurance company.

And since you're here
every night,

if you think of anything
that might help,

would you give me a call?

I'd be glad to.

I'd appreciate that.

It's nothing.

It's been awfully nice
talking to you.

[KELLY SIGHS]

You about ready
to call it a night?

Definitely.

Listen,
Kris and Julie just told me

that our killer
has taken a fix on you.

So he says.

Kelly, maybe you should stay
with Kris or me for a while.

I don't think so.

Why not?

I won't let him
make me run scared.

Kelly, if you're not scared,
you should be.

I'm scared.
I'm just not running.

I'll see you at the office
in the morning.

[m]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[m]

[m]

[ENGINE REVS]

[ENGINE REVS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[m]

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

MAN:
i thought id call to say
one last good night, Kelly.

How did you get this number?

Magic, Kelly

Magic.

You're never gonna get away
with what you've done.

You know that, don't you?

All I know is,

that you're a very
pretty girl

And /'m going to have
to kill you.

Why--?
Why are you doing this?

Why are you doing this to me?
Why me?

Because lhave to, Kelly.
/ just have to.

We'll talk again tomorrow
Stay well

No, don't hang up.
Please don't--

[LINE CLICKS]

[SOBS]

[SOBBING]

[m]

CHARLIE:
Uh, Kelly, you couldn't see
the license on the car

that was following you,
huh ?

No, the headlights
were in my eyes.

Could you tell
what model it was?

No.

Was it big? Small?
Foreign? Compact?

I told you,
the headlights
were in my eyes.

l'm-- I'm sorry,
I didn't mean to snap at you.

It's just that when the phone
rang in my house last night,

well,
it shook me up pretty good

and I haven't
gotten over it yet.

We understand, Kelly.

limagine it even gets
more frightening

when something like that
follows you

into your own home.

Frightening, Charlie,
and very personal.

Kelly,
did he say anything

that might tell you
why he's focused on you?

No.

You know, there is one thing
that we should consider.

And that is the dead girl.

She was fragile,
pretty and a brunette,

general size
and coloring of Kelly.

Not much to go on.

Crazies don't need much.

They can just fix on a type
and that can trigger them.

Here, Charlie sent us
these computer readouts

on Stark and Harkins.

Anything on Harkins,
Charlie?

The man who was sitting
at Table 11?

Well, youll notice
he has a police record.

Mm-hm.
Drug abuse, armed robbery,

misdemeanor assault
on two women.

Nice fella.

Yeah.

Perhaps he's graduated
from misdemeanor assault

to something more deadly

Our Harry Stark
is no Boy Scout either.

Extortion,
racketeering, assault.

BOSLEY:
I would say that we have two
very likely candidates,

wouldn't you?

KRIS:
Okay, how do we proceed?

For the moment,
all we can do is observe them

and see
how they observe Kelly.

Okay.

Kelly, do you think you're up
to going on with this?

Kelly?

What?

Are you gonna be up for this?
Are you all right?

I'll be fine.

CHARLIE:
Are you sure, Kelly?

I'm sure, Charlie.

You know, if all this
is getting too personal,

none of us would blame you
if you wanted to pull out.

I'm all right, Charlie.

I'm all right.

As of now, I wanna hurt him
as much as he
wants to hurt me.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[m]

Miss Garrett.

My name is Ford, Edward.

What can I do for you,
Mr. Ford?

Well, I hope it's something
that I can do for you.

Margo said
I should speak to you.

Margo?

The hypnotist lady
at the Hotline Club.

Oh, yes.

See,
I'm a freelance
feature writer,

human interest type stuff.

I couldn't help noticing you
at the club last night.

You are mighty pretty.

So this morning,

I called Margo on the chance

that she just might remember
your name.

And she did.

You were at the Hotline Club
last night?

Oh, yes, ma'am.
I go there a whole lot.

Anyway, Margo tells me

that you're a detective
of all things.

Well,
that just naturally piques

my journalistic curiosity.

So I was wondering if you just
might have lunch
with me today.

Why not?

Wonderful.
Do you know a place nearby?

Yes, there is a lunch spot
about 10 blocks down.

Perhaps you'd like to go
in my car.

No,
I'd prefer to meet you there.

Very well.

I'll follow you.

All right.

[m]

[ENGINE STARTS]

Kris, Kelly.

I want you to check out
a license number for me.

247 PCE.

Black '79 Lincoln.

Man driving it
says his name is Ford.

Edward Ford.

Check him out.

Yeah, I'm all right.
Just check it out for me.

I'll be at Parsons.

[m]

Dessert?

No, thank you.

Thank you.

How long have you been
a freelance writer?

Quite a few years now.

And you think you can sell
a stely on a lady detective?

A very pretty
lady detective.

You seem very preoccupied
with that.

With what?

Pretty.

I am?

Yes.

Heh. But you are.

Very pretty, I mean.

There you go again.

[SIGHS]

Well, maybe you're just
a mite too sensitive.

Oh, that may be true.

It's just that last night,

my life was threatened
three times

by a man on a phone

who was also preoccupied
with pretty.

A call for you,
Miss Garrett.

[m]

[m]

Hello?

KRIS:
Hi, Kelly, it’s Kris.

0h, hi.

Hi, listen.

Uh, we've been checking out
this Edward Ford

you called about
a few minutes ago.

KELLY [OVER SPEAKER]:
And?

Well, for openers,

his name
doesn't even show up

at the Department
of Motor Vehicles

in connection with a license
on a black Lincoln.

Really, whose does?

A fellow named Factor.
Paul Factor.

Charlie says if you can get
him a detailed description

ofthis fellow Edward Ford,

he'll do some more checking.

Well, | just can't do that
right now, Bos.

Well, why not?

I just can't.

Wait a minute. Are you saying
he's there with you right now?

Yes.

KRIS:
Well, where did he come from?

His name
didn't even come up

when you were in the office
a few minutes ago--

Why am I asking you
these questions?

If he's there with you,
you can't answer me, right?

That's right.

I'll just keep muddling
through and we'll talk later.

KRIS:
Kelly, wait.

Uh, you'll hearfrom me.

Bye.

I don't like this.
Neither do I.

Where did this fellow
Edward Ford

come into the picture?

Somewhere between our front
door and the restaurant

where Kelly is right now.

We better get over there.

Yeah.
Well, you two go ahead.

I'm gonna see what more
I can find out

about this fellow Factor.
Paul Factor,

whose car Edward Ford
is driving.

Okay.

That phone call seems
to have upset you.

Why do you say that?

The look on your face.

Oh, there's just been
a mix-up.

I can straighten it out.

I'd like the number
ofthe Hotline Club,

it's on 40th Street.

You a regular there too?

No.
I've only been there once.

And since my life
was threatened

as you can imagine

it's not one
of my favorite places.

Thank you very much.

[KEYPAD CLACKING]

[SIGHS]

Is this the Hotline Club?

Oh, is Margo there please?

Kelly Garrett.

Oh, when do you expect her?

Half an hour.

All right, would you tell her
I'm on my way there

and that I called?
I'd like to talk to her.

Thank you very much.

Everything all right?

Fine, but I have to go.

Well, lwas hoping to talk
to you a little bit more.

Well, you have my card.
Why don't you give me a call?

[m]

Waitress, honey.

I'm in an awful big hurry.

I'll bring your change
right away, sir.

Thank you very much.

[m]

Hello.
We're not open.

Well, ljust called a few
minutes ago about Margo.

Oh, yeah.

Like I told you,
she's coming in here

to get some costumes
or something.

Mind if I wait?

Suit yourself.

Have you found Kelly?

JULIE:
No. Parsons said she left
about 15 minutes ago.

I don't suppose he knows
where she went.

Why are you frowning?

Jump in the car.
I'll explain along the way.

Along the way?
Where?

The Hotline Club.

I think I know who owns
that black Lincoln.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Well, hello.
Hi.

What a surprise.
What are you doing here?

The bartender said you had
to pick up some costumes

and I wanted to talk to you
about something.

Cleaning day.

You look worried.

Listen, did you talk to a man
named Ford about me?

Ford?

Yes, Edward Ford.

Doesn't ring a bell.

You mean you didn't tell him
who I was

and what I do for a living?

No,
I would never tell
anyone that.

Are you
in some kind oftrouble?

I'm not sure.

A man approached me,
said his name was Edward Ford,

said he was a writer,

and that he'd seen me here
last night

and that you gave him
my name.

Well, uh, he was lying to you.
I've never met the man.

What did he want?

Well,
he took me to lunch

and he asked a lot of
questions about me.

What kind of questions?

Oh, personal stuff,
about me, my life,

relationships with men.

He asked
if I'd ever been engaged,

married, divorced.

Then he kept asking
if I'd ever been rejected.

Well, that is odd.

What do you mean?

Well, there was a man here
just a few days ago

had exact same conversation
with me.

Really? Do you remember his
name? What he looked like?

He was slim.

Rather intense.

Curly hair.

Said his name was...

Factor?

Factor? Paul Factor?

That's it. Why?

Well, that's the name the DMV
had on the black Lincoln

that Edward Ford
was driving.

Not the car
that's outside now?

Outside? I did--

I didn't see a car
when I came in.

It was just arriving as I came
in the stage entrance.

0h, would you take me
to the stage entrance?

Why, yes, of course.

[m]

Did you see the dri--?

Margo.

[SCREAMS]

[m]

[GRU NTS]

[SCREAMS]

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMS]

[PANTING]

Hold it!

[SIGHS]

[WHIMPERING]

[WHIMPERING]

No, no.

[m]

Oh, my God.

Kelly, this is Paul Factor,
alias Edward Ford,

alias Margo.

Alias the voice
on the phone.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

But I think you two will have
to wrap this one
up without me.

Okay.

Bos?

[SOBBING]

[SOBBING]

[m]

[m]

CHARLIE [OVER SPEAKER]:
Angels, l’m glad this case
is over with.

But lam curious
about our other two suspects,

Harkins and Stark.

Why were they acting
so suspiciously?

Well, the reason for their
odd behavior is very simple.

Stark and Harkins were talking
to each other on
the telephones.

Seems they were dealing
in drugs

using the Hotline Club
as a contact point.

The police
have been staking it out

and they arrested them
last night.

And Stark was afraid

that Kelly
was an underco ver cop, huh?

He didn't know who she was.

He just knew
she asked too many questions

and it scared the devil
out of him, and Harkins.

Kelly,
you're not saying much.

Are you all right?

No, not yet.
But I will be, Charlie.

lknow you Will

By the way, lunderstand
the state psychiatrists

are having a field day

with Margo 's
disturbed little mind.

It's gonna take
some unscrambling.

I'll be anxious to the read
the report

when they're finished.

Well, K elly,
especially for your sake,

l'rn deeply grateful
it’s over.

You should sleep better
tonight.

Well, it's not quite over yet,
Charlie.

What do you mean?

Well, before I go home,
I have to stop by
and pay this.

What is it?

Apparently, I messed up
on my bookkeeping.

This is an overdue notice
on my phone bill.

They're threatening
to turn off my phone.

Well, honey,
you're a dollar short

and as usual,
they're a day late.

[ALL CHUCKLE]

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