All language subtitles for Kojak; The Price of Justice (1987)

Make nice. That's just some teeth, huh?

Only politics.

They let me in at last, into the club.

Elevated me to inspector.

Gave me a new command.

The major crime unit.

And once you're in, once they clap you
to their bosom, it's easy to think it's

all yours. Your city.

But that's a trap.

That way lies visions of sugar problems.

And a kick in the groin.

Mr. DuBose, can we have a picture,
please?

Now,

a force for change, a force for good in
this city. Let's hear a real police

welcome for a fine gentleman, a
newspaper publisher feared because he's

fearless, and a great American, Mr.

Aubrey DuBose.

Thank you. Thank you.

What a grand group.

Really impressive.

Chief Barnes, Mayor, District Attorney
Neary, Chief of Detectives

Briscoe, distinguished guests.

Both in print and out, I have always
worn my heart on my sleeve.

My love affair with the police
department of the city of New York is

unashamed, unflagging, and very often
unrequited.

My approach to publishing has always
been dish it out and take the

consequences.

The result is I have been accused of
every conceivable thing except one, and

that of not having a deep appreciation
for the men and women who enforce

the law in this truly great city.

Two kids?

Believe it.

Here we go.

Catch me in the middle of something,
Inspector?

Where are they?

Over here.

You catch it? Me and Laughlin.

What's your name?

Lou. Uh, Louis, Catalina.

Male Caucasians. One looks like about
three.

One's been shot.

He's about five, maybe six years old.

Ballistics? Nah.

Went in and out. No casing.

Been in the water a while, huh?

Maybe a day.

If you walked out last night for
anything less than a double infanticide,

I think Chief Briscoe would have fried
you this morning for breakfast.

I guess I'm just lucky.

After you left, I cornered DuBose.

Not many people can make that statement.

I laid it on the line. What are my
chances?

What he said.

To be elected mayor of the city of New
York, you have to be known in all five

boroughs.

Opportunity knocks.

I'm simply saying that this case is
going to be media circus.

I don't think it's necessarily unfeeling
to make the best of a rotten... Okay.

How can I help?

Bring me enough to get me an indictment.

Before the primary.

Hmm. And then what happens?

I get party backing for the nomination.

I win the primary.

I get elected mayor.

I name my police commissioner.

And he names you chief of detectives.

And all you need is an indictment. In
time.

I'm asking you to take personal charge
of an investigation.

Period.

Right in here, Cole.

The parents?

I'm Inspector Kojak, and I'm terribly
sorry.

Thank you.

Did anybody offer you a cup of tea or
coffee, maybe?

You want something?

Why don't you start, Mrs. Keeler?

I was home, alone, with the boys.

See, I have this bar down on 4th Street.
I keep a little place for myself, you

know, upstairs.

And you live there?

No. I sleep there. It wasn't mine.

The night before last?

Yeah. Did you have a fight? Fight?

Go on, Mrs. Keeler.

Georgie was sick.

He had the flu or something, and he was
throwing up.

He's, uh... He's the baby. He's three.

He was three.

So the doctor came by, and he gave me a
prescription.

I sent down to the drugstore for it.

I don't know how long it was before I
got compulsive sleep.

I was real tired.

When I woke up, it was after 7.

I remember.

I couldn't believe it.

I got up right away to see how Georgie
was.

They weren't there.

I knew where they were.

At least I thought I did.

I thought George had come over.

It would have had to have been real
early.

And he'd taken them.

George, he was thick.

He shouldn't have been out. I didn't
like it at all. I told him to bring the

kids back right away.

I wish to God I'd have had them.

Well, when did you see them for the last
time? Do you remember?

Sure.

Just before I went to bed.

1, 1.30.

Did George do that sometimes?

Pick up the boys?

What?

You know, I got sore.

Is that why you thought he had them?

Because he was angry about something?

They weren't there. That's why I thought
he had them.

Did your husband tell you he wasn't
coming home Wednesday night?

Sure I did.

You didn't have a fight.

He told you he wasn't coming home.

And he said nothing about picking up the
boys.

No, I wasn't. I didn't.

I'm going home.

Well, thank you very much for your time,
Mrs. Keeler.

Some of them drive you.

I better go with her.

Keeler? That's it.

Have you any idea who could have gotten
into your apartment?

Perhaps with a key?

And have reason to hurt your children?

You know, all murders are equal.

But some murders are more equal than
others.

And this is one of those.

All right, you caught it.

You're on the line.

And I'm here to see to it that you get
all the cooperation you need.

We have a report from the medical
examiner.

This is Detective Bass.

Coleman Witt.

Victim number one, George Keeler Jr.,
was asphyxiated probably sometime after

11 p.m., give or take.

Say between 10 p.m. Wednesday and 1 a.m.
Thursday.

Victim number two, Terrence Keeler, an
entrance wound at base of skull, exit

wound under the larynx. Probably a heavy
caliber bullet, time of death possibly

the same.

Probably? Possibly?

Victim two, that's Terry, the older one.

Victim two had ingested a large quantity
of sedatives. Hold it.

Detective Catalano has something to say.

Do we have a problem?

You don't.

The little mother?

Definitely.

Gorgeous George may be him, too. But
her?

Absolutely. Come on.

Go on.

I mean, we asked her in to answer some
questions.

Here's a woman just found out her two
little kids are dead.

Know what she says to me?

You're going to have to wait till I
change.

She had to change her clothes?

Come on.

So that's how you know she did it?

Nobody broke into the place. The kids
don't make a sound.

And who wants to kidnap two little, I
mean, for what, ransom? Come on. How'd

she get the bodies to the river?

They went with her and she did them
there.

Except her car was in the shop.

George had his.

So? He was part of it. Or somebody else
was.

Oh, an accomplice.

What an interesting idea.

Now, you know what happened, Catalano.

Prove it.

And in the meantime, what else we know
about Mrs. Keeler? She worked part-time

at a health club called the Joy of
Health.

Isn't that mom?

Don't they own that? Come on.

The district attorney's office is not
interested in theories.

Gentlemen, I want you all to go to the
morgue tonight.

And I want you to take a long look at
Terry Keeler and George Keeler Jr.

Then I want you to go home.

Take a long look at your own kids.

And your wife, the mother of your
children.

Now, I've been on the job a long time,
and I thought I knew it all, seen it

all. No more surprises.

But can a woman kill her own children?

Can you believe that?

A mother?

To execute her own babies?

Looking good, Harry.

Sorry to bother you again.

No problem.

Bad time? You were leaving.

No, no.

It's all right.

Just be a man.

Ask you a couple of questions. Sure.

Something I can do for you?

Oh, no. Thanks.

She's in the bedroom.

George.

Talk to you in a minute.

You have a felony conviction.

How in the hell did you ever get a
liquor license?

I knew you were going to die.

I got friends.

Friends? Yeah, friends.

You going to shut me down?

What can I tell you?

No kitty.

Oh, so now it's a kitty.

I'll call you whatever you want.

Have you found out something?

When can I have my boys?

Pass. Call the M.E.'s office. See if we
can shake him up. There's a phone in the

bedroom.

I need to make plans for the funeral.

I understand.

You all right?

Maybe.

No, I, you know, I, you get some sleep?

I don't know. They just got here.

We had a few questions.

Finding out who killed my kids.

They got to ask questions.

Here? Why? I live here.

Why don't they ask questions where they
can find out who killed my kids?

Awful thing, right, Danny?

Yeah, you wonder what somebody would
have to do to deserve a thing like this.

Two beautiful kids, huh? I mean, what
kind of... Who does something like that?

Any ideas?

Hey, I wish I did.

Well, you know, Miss Keeler, don't you,
Danny?

Are you kidding? She was a waitress
here.

Kitty made friends. You wouldn't believe
it.

Oh, I believe it.

So they met here, Kitty and George.

Yeah, yeah, right here.

And George lives upstairs.

No, no, no. I mean, once in a while he
stays over.

Was he there?

Yeah. She works someplace else now,
right, Mrs. Keeler?

Yeah, yeah. I mean, you know, like
part-time.

Hey, I'm working here all hours.

That can't be easy.

Hey, what kid?

No, I'm just saying that, you know,
trying to hold down a job and raise a

couple of kids. Hey, hey, she's a good
mother.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Terrific.

I mean, they got a Jamaican woman, comes
in, sits.

No name?

No idea.

I'll tell you something else I don't
know.

Does Kitty play around?

There's a lot of opinions on that one,
but if she does, she don't tell me about

it. A woman of rare discretion.

Danny, Kitty and George.

Not what you call your standard cute
couple.

Hey, she got pregnant.

Who knows?

George says keep, but I'll marry you.
That's the kind of guy he is.

Sweetest guy in the whole world.

Thanks, Danny.

You figure it's her book?

It's pink.

All the names in it, they mean anything
to you? Well, I saw a couple of pages,

but like Frederick Hanks.

Yeah, I'm dressed to play.

Arthur Brown, very big in the
advertising world.

Is that what an address book means to
you?

Yeah, with all the clothes she's got.
She's a working girl. Oh, so that would

mean that George is her fifth.

What I've seen of her, she can get her
own business.

How about the doctor?

Well, he was there that night.

What else?

As far as he knows, she was a good
mother. The pharmacist has it in the

book. They sent up the prescription.

The children, uh, they've been sent to
the funeral home.

You okay?

Look, I wanted to apologize for the, uh,
for the address book.

We try to control what gets out to the
newspapers, but, you know, sometimes,

uh, cops are big mouths. I mean, like
him.

I'll have to take their clothes.

a suspect.

Here she comes.

Nothing like a whiff of Sid to bring him
out.

Who's that with him?

That's her brother-in-law and his wife
from upstate.

I took care of the children.

The way I hear it, you raised her.

No.

No.

She was their mother.

Good mother?

Wonderful.

The finest.

look like that?

Kitty Keeler made two long distance
phone calls on the night of the 16th.

All right, keep going.

The first one was from 1127 to 1218.

The second one was from 306.

That's AM to 310.

They were both in the same number. You
are going to tell me where to, aren't

you? Miami.

Miami. Registered to replace for the joy
of hell.

Remember?

She used to work part time at the one in
Ozone Park. Right.

And the principal owner of this chain of
clubs is one Vincent Marsucci.

Marsucci.

Is that right?

Yeah.

Now, the Joint Task Force on Organized
Crime names its present location as

Miami. I want him. You got him.

All right, passengers from Miami. Mr.
Mosley.

Carousel 2.

John F.

Kennedy has made entrance to the
terminal.

Vincent Marsucci.

I believe you know Inspector Kojak.

Thank you, Detectives.

Assistant District Attorney Kibro.

Detective Catalano.

Help yourself to... Anything I can do to
help in this matter.

Anything at all.

That's excellent.

And you're here on an entirely voluntary
basis.

And let's keep that in mind.

Devota.

Mr. Marsucci, on the telephone from
Miami, you told the police that you'd

known Kitty Keeler for, I have it here,
a number of years.

Did you say how many?

Oh, I'd say Kitty and I go back five
years, six years.

And how would you describe the
relationship?

We're friends.

Well, that covers a lot of ground,
Vince.

What can I tell you?

You can start by telling us the gist of
the conversation between you and Kitty

Keeler that fateful night.

Kitty was supposed to come down for the
opening.

That'll be your new Joy of Health
facility in Miami.

She's been working for me, getting to
know the business.

I've told her, when you're ready, you're
going to be one of my managers.

So, she was going down to Miami, what,
the next day?

Thursday.

We opened Thursday night with a little
party. I wanted her to see the setup.

Plus, I wanted her to have a nice time.
Why not?

The night before she was supposed to
leave, she calls.

She's upset.

One of the kids is sick. It doesn't look
like she's going to make it.

But she was looking forward to the trip,
so I told her, I says, Kitty, the next

opening night is going to be yours.

I think she felt better.

And then?

Which moves the level.

When I read what happened, I couldn't
believe it.

Terrible.

Terrible.

And that's it?

More or less.

That's it?

You trying to tell us that's all the two
of you talked about?

Trying to tell you?

Why did you come up here?

Because I want to know.

Who did that to Kitty's kids?

And you know what?

If you don't take care of business on
this thing, I will.

Between us, Vince, I think she called
you because she needed help.

She had to get rid of the bodies.

And you know what else?

I think you helped her.

I'll tell you what.

You want to ask me anything else, you
talk to my attorney.

Catalano.

Call the Miami Police Department.

Ask for a mailer.

I don't want to give up on this guy.

Enough is enough. Now hold it down.

All right, good. Take a walk. Take a
walk. Take a walk.

Now, where are you going?

I'm going to work.

What do you want?

Questions.

In your statement, you said the last
time you saw your boys is when you went

to bed.

So? It was about 1 or 1.30.

Why do you ask when you know the answer?

They teach you that.

You also said that you woke up around 7,
went and took a look, and they were

gone.

You called Vince Marsucci sometime after
3 a.m.?

Yeah.

Did Vince tell you his photo?

Sure.

Were the boys in that bench when you
made the call?

I didn't look.

I wonder how I knew you'd say that.

And then I have to wonder.

Why, a woman who everybody says is such
a good mother.

Why, she's still awake.

Doesn't take the time to peek in on a
sick little boy.

Have you got kids?

No.

I can't bust in here. Hey.

Boy, am I glad to see you guys.

Well, look at this. How old are you,
kid?

Sixteen. You're a pervert, Vince.

Another triumph for Miami law
enforcement.

I was set up.

Well, I told them to keep an eye on you,
Vince.

I guess they got impatient.

So what's the deal?

Give us Kitty, and you're off the hook.

And the cops down here, they buy that.

If you knew how much they don't give a
damn about you, Vince, you'd be

offended.

Kitty has important friends.

Like who?

I don't know.

Bad start, Vince.

I don't know.

But I could get killed.

All right, do the time.

Of course, when your pals back in New
York, the wise guys, find out what's in

the closet, they're not exactly equal
opportunity employers.

Oh, Kitty.

This is a statement made by Vincent
Marsucci in Miami, Florida, before

Inspector Theo Kojak of the New York
City Police Department and Assistant

District Attorney Henry Kibro of the
County of New York.

It's all yours, Vince.

What do you want to know?

Well, why don't we start with the first
phone call?

Kitty Keeler, she called you about 11.30
on the night of the 16th.

Right.

What did she say?

Did she say something about her
children?

Yes, she did. Did Mrs. Keeler tell you
that she killed her youngest son?

Yes.

Calendar number 72.

Docket number 86N7017978.

Kitty Keeler, charged with two counts of
murder.

Section 12525 of the penal law.

You've been charged with two counts of
murder in the second degree.

How do you plead? She pleads not guilty,
Your Honor.

I do apologize for my tardiness.

J.T. Williams, Your Honor.

I present myself as counsel to the
accused.

Counselor, your adherence is noted.

You believe that entrance?

Talk about theatrics.

Well, shy of retiring, he's not. How do
you like that message?

Puts Kitty's neck in the noose, and then
he hires the eminent J.T. Williams to

get it out.

That's who she hired him?

Who else?

Do you know what kind of fees he gets?
Williams?

Figured she'd crack.

Now?

Don't count on a confession.

You know, Tim, I listened to those tapes
over and over at least six times, and

something just didn't sit right.

Then I finally got it.

Masucci, he gave back word for word
everything we fed him.

What are you trying to say?

For example, what did she tell you,
Vince?

Did she tell you she strangled Georgie?

Yes, she did.

Word for word, line for line.

The only thing he didn't tell us was who
Kitty called to get rid of the bodies.

How come?

Because we don't know who she called,
and we couldn't feed it to him.

Are you telling me she didn't do it?

I'm telling you, you don't have a small
case like you think you do. She's

getting to you. I don't believe it.

Hey, the only reason you don't have a
fat lip is because you're a friend of

mine.

You did good.

Now it's up to me.

Uh... If she did it, he did it.

I mean, case closed. Case closed.

If she did it, somebody helped her.

I don't know who helped her, and you
don't know who helped her. That's

exactly why I'm going to cut a deal with
OJT.

Kitty is going to name her accomplice,
and then she's going to cop it to second

-degree master.

I'll be the boss.

Lunch for the party heavies. Eh, we're
kind of lucky, Jimmy.

Have this thing thrown in our laps.

Just before the primary.

Well, at least they found out who I am.

Timothy Aubrey.

Another one in the bag.

Thanks.

Like more sugar? Oh, of course.

Finger beauty. Thanks, babe.

In and out, huh?

Who was that masked man?

I'm going to tell you the whole thing.

Why don't I come down here and we talk
it over? No.

I'm going to give it to you.

All right, tell me all of it, George.
Hold on.

Yeah, yeah.

Thank you.

Kitty told me that night she was going
down to Miami in the morning.

I don't know. I got... I don't know. I
didn't like it.

She's just tough.

She's right.

I always said,

Do what you want.

When I got sore, I took off. I come back
over here.

That's two about it.

Put away some bourbon.

Next thing I know, I'm on my way back
over there.

It was quiet.

I went into the boys' room.

Georgia woke up.

I don't know.

Guess I wanted to hurt her, like, you
know, teach her a lesson. I was going to

take the boys, and I put my hand over
Georgie's mouth to keep him from waking

her up, you know, and I guess I, like,
choked him.

He didn't seem to be breathing no more.

I knew he was dead.

I couldn't believe it. I was, I don't
know, confused.

carried the kids one at a time, put them
in the car.

Terry's a real sound sleeper. He never
stirred.

I drove up by the river.

I sat there. I was crazy, thinking how
high it was going to lose Kitty.

It was going to be all over.

And that's when I thought about, you
know, making it look like somebody else

done it.

I put Georgie's body down on the ground.

I shot Terry.

I put the bodies in the water.

I went and sat.

I was like out of it.

It started getting light.

I got rid of the gun.

came back.

That's it.

I've been hoping.

I never thought you'd try to pin it on
Kitty.

Now you know she didn't do it.

George?

Send over unit, okay? Right.

You don't really believe that Bozo's
confession, do you? Well, I'm not going

to dismiss it out of hand. The way I
read that statement, there's no way we

can check the damn thing that's in it.
The point is I'm sitting here with an

indictment against Kitty and a
confession by her husband.

Well, you know what happens in these
things. The bigger the headlines, the

more people put their hands up and they
say, I did it. Except he killed himself.

Sure. He said he did it, then he takes
the high jump before we can make him

prove it.

Why?

So Kitty can walk.

He did it for her.

Why did George kill himself?

A woman a man would lay his life down
for.

By that, you got your answer.

Amen.

Two suns. I know my timing is rotten.

Kitty, if there's anything I can do,
don't hesitate.

We'll be deposed.

Where did you get that?

I got it in George's wallet.

I gave it to him a long time ago.

I told him what it's meant to be.

He had to know.

Hmm. Well, you do have connection.

I met him once at a party.

You met Aubrey DuBose once?

At a party?

And he gave you this?

No.

I paid for it.

With my body. Isn't that what you're
thinking?

Lady, who the hell are you?

The heart of the Du Bois Empire.

The gut.

I'm the heart.

You feel it? The excitement?

The power.

So much it's shameful.

I guess she sells a lot of newspapers.

We'll be giving the story a ride,
everybody.

It's a good story.

Well, do you know her?

Kitty?

Do I?

Only while I've written the newspapers.

Yeah, well, she says she knows you.

I find that highly unlikely.

You got this from her?

Do you remember giving it to her?

No, I don't.

I can only believe she's a remarkable
woman.

An invitation like this, and I haven't
heard from her.

Oh? Do you give many of these away?

I can only believe she must have
impressed me.

Do you think she'll go to trial? I mean,
with her husband... Oh, I'd have enough

trouble with leaks to you guys.

If she goes to trial, you know, her
problem is to find a jury that doesn't

want to lynch her.

You see?

Power of the press.

I'm sorry.

I really don't remember meeting her.

Seriously.

It's interesting.

Yes, it is interesting.

Thank you.

Oh, my guess?

Yes, there'll be a trial.

a bunch of morons here.

Why in God's name was the man not locked
up? A material witness.

Why was he walking around?

You know what you're doing? Try to find
out what... You were so hot to run off

and get an indictment. On what?

One witness. My problem was I thought
you had enough sense to protect that

witness. I offered it to him. I said
we'd put him in a hotel.

Tim, Masucci knew what he was doing.

He did? Absolutely.

He had a problem.

You know, he could go to jail for
consorting with an underage boy.

Or it could work for us. Either way,
he's in big trouble.

You want to drop the indictment?

Do it.

It's up to you.

We did the job.

Hear what I'm saying, Inspector?

Probably put the contract out on
Marsucci himself.

So now what?

It's a circumstantial case, but...

You gonna try her?

She's guilty as sin, Theo.

She killed her own kid.

Chokes, strangles, shoots.

Why?

And then she calls Marsucci to kill the
other kid and make it look like a

kidnapping.

You better have those answers before you
go to court. Listen, I know what Briscoe

said.

But... Will you help me find the
answers?

Case closed.

Well, maybe you can't exactly reopen it,
but...

On your own?

Aren't you the one who said she got to
me?

Did she?

Huh?

You always open the door?

Could be a reporter.

Could be a bad guy.

I'd be a cop.

You all right?

I'm terrific.

It's because I feel like every single
death in the whole wide world has

something to do with me.

I'm going to have a drink.

Please, vodka.

Well, now you know that Vince and I were
never... I thought about that.

You know, whatever happened, it's not
your fault.

Vince was a dead man from the minute
your people set him up. I know that.

Still, it was my phone calls.

When's the last time you ate anything?

I don't know.

Come on, go get your coat.

I can't go out like this.

You never look better.

Would you really have noticed?

Go in your car.

You'll be all right.

Give me a minute.

I can't do it.

I can't stand any more people staring at
me, sticking cameras in my face. It'll

be all right.

No people,

no cameras, no questions.

I got a place. You know, a little
runaway joint when you just gotta get

away.

You there?

I'm here.

I don't like being alone.

Don't you have any family?

Someone you can be with for a while?

No.

I worked so damned hard.

Trying to tell myself I don't need
anybody.

You want to sit there all night?

Right here.

Be there when I wake up.

Mm-hmm.

You're always looking at me.

Yeah. It's nice to see you smile.

I used to smile all the time.

You can't believe that.

Well, I believe it.

You look and you listen.

You don't ask a lot of questions.

Some people say more when you don't ask.

Do I?

I don't know. I don't know what you do.

Ask me, Theo. Huh?

Damn it, ask me!

That's what all this is about, isn't it?

I mean, don't you have a confession
somewhere on you I can sign?

That's why you brought me here, isn't
it?

You know, be nice to her. Treat her
nice.

If you killed your kids. No, please.

Let me say it.

If you killed your kids.

Tell me now.

Maybe I can help.

You don't understand.

They're not going to stop.

They're going to try you.

As God

is my judge, I didn't kill my boy.

Say it. What happened that night?

Say it.

Tell me what happened that night. Tell
me what happened.

I went out.

Georgie finally fell asleep after
throwing up and wetting himself, I don't

know how many times.

I must have changed the seat four times.

And then Terry woke up and said his
throat was sore, so I gave him two

sleeping pills.

I'm sure it was only two.

All I could think was how stuck I was,
how unfair it was.

They were both sound asleep, and I guess
I decided I owed myself. I don't know.

I called Billy.

Billy Cheever.

He said they were partying and that he'd
send somebody over to pick me up.

Hello, Billy.

Well, I got dressed, and when the
doorbell rang...

I went and took a look at the kids.

They were both down to sleep, so I... I
just went out.

I was gone a couple of hours.

Not more.

When I got home, they were gone.

So that's when you called Masucci for
the second time. No. I called George

first, but I couldn't get through. And
then I called Vin.

He calmed me down. He said not to worry
that George had the kids.

He told me to go to sleep and to call
George in the morning.

George.

I always knew that he did it.

But how could I say that?

Yeah. Have you told this to anybody
before this minute?

How could I?

What am I going to say?

I'm going to say I gave a six-year-old
sleeping pills. I'm going to say...

I left two little kids alone while I
went out to have a good time. How can I

talk about that?

Well, you could have been convicted of
murder.

How?

I didn't do it.

Prove it.

What do you mean?

Who's Billy Cheever?

He did.

And he's a friend of mine. Oh, you've
got a nice friend.

I want you to listen to everything I
say, okay?

I want you to dig inside your head.

I want you to pick out every detail,
every scrap of memory about that night.

I don't care that you don't think it's
important.

Give me something so I can check.

I want more.

I want everything you can give me, okay?
Are you with me?

Yes.

It wasn't Billy's apartment, so it could
be any of these places. Don't worry

about Billy, Chief.

I'll find him.

We'll look at where the party was that
night.

Wait.

Stop. I remember that laundry.

All right.

Wait a minute. What?

He talked to somebody.

The guy who brought you here?

Right there.

Two sort of old ladies.

You're on a roll, kid. Keep it up.

She called him.

Benjamin. I remember.

The women, what were they doing?

Sitting on a stoop, going somewhere?

No, they were like maybe walking home
from a late bath.

And young guy Benjamin, what's he do?

He went over.

I think they were talking in Spanish.

Now, you look, Kitty, this is important.

When the women were talking to Benjamin,
did they see you?

Oh, gosh.

Yes.

Oh, I guess.

They had to see me, didn't they? I
wouldn't know, Kitty. I wasn't there.

Come on, Kitty.

I think they saw me.

See that?

We got witnesses.

All we got to do is fight.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll find you. Don't
worry about us. You just make sure

you're there.

Right.

Can I?

Inspector,

if this is the right Benjamin, he's a
driver, steerer, gopher, general

handyman for dealers. They call him
Benjamin the Cuban, and we've got a

meeting with him in one hour.

Anybody ever tell you you ought to do
this sort of thing for a living?

Yeah, as you pray.

Oh, Inspector, wait a minute.

That's Billy Cheever.

He got it execution style.

ME report says the blood sample was Drug
City.

When? Uh, night before last.

You know, it occurs to me we're getting
a lot of falling bodies in this thing.

What can I do for you, gentlemen?

Kitty, kill her.

Is that something?

Killing your own kids?

Benjamin.

He said you helped her.

Say what? Yeah, he said you helped her
with the body.

No, I mean... Come now, come now.

There's no reason to get so excited. You
haven't even heard the offer yet.

What offer?

She's sick in the head.

You cop and you'll be out in... Three to
five, Max.

Remember Bummy, Scallop, put you in 15
to life in Dannemora?

See, we were talking to him the same way
we're talking to you. And he could have

been out by now.

No. No, I didn't do nothing. I drive her
to the party for Billy. And then I drive

her back home. That's all I do. Billy.

Billy T. You see that?

You find Billy, back your story, it's
over.

Billy's dead, man.

What happened to him?

Tell it the way it is, Benjamin.

Let's hear it. Have it placed.

We're having a party. No big thing.

Billy, say to me, do me a favor. A
pickup.

He gives me a paper with a name in it.

Kitty Keeler. I never hear that name.

I have trouble finding the place. Did
you say I helped her?

I have to ask a guy walking his dog
where the address is.

Did you say she know me? Yeah, Benjamin,
that's what she says. What kind of dog?

What? I mean, you asked for directions
from a guy walking a dog. What kind of

dog? I don't know.

It's a dog.

Inspector, I think Benjamin's trying to
jerk us around.

No. No, I'm not.

So you bring Mrs. Keeler to the body,
and then what happens?

A woman,

Mrs. Quintana, she say hello to me.

But what, what, what?

What do you mean?

All right, the man with the dog.

What'd he look like?

What?

It's Quintana.

Who is it?

It's Milton Bass.

I called you.

Would you happen to know Benjamin Oya?

Is he in trouble?

No, no, no.

Do you happen to remember seeing him a
couple of weeks ago?

Outside, maybe at night?

Nina?

Yes,

we see him, you know, around.

Maybe he's with somebody?

Remember seeing him with anybody else?

This is about a woman.

This is

the

one.

Why do I know her?

Well, you might have seen her pictures
in the newspapers, ma'am.

Kitty Keeler.

The two little boys.

That's right. So pretty.

Now, if you saw her when you say you
did, there's no way she killed her two

boys. I know.

What do you think?

You know what?

No mother kills her own children.

It's open. Come on in.

So, what did you bring?

Here, I got a treat for you.

What is it?

Well, in some circles, nectar of the
gods.

Actually, a Greek peasant aphrodisiac,
Uzo.

Now, I found the guy who drove you, and
I found the woman he talked to. They're

both going to testify.

So, what does it mean?

Well, it means that if the medical
examiner testifies...

The times of death were during the
period when your lawyer can show you

weren't here. You're home free.

Oh, thank God.

Did you find Billy?

Billy.

Billy's dead.

What's he to you?

He's a friend of mine!

Shh, Tiger.

I know what you think. No, you don't
know what I think.

Why not? You always know what I think.
Yeah, I always know what you think.

That's right, and don't you forget it.

You remember the time you asked me who I
was?

I'm talking major mystery.

The Whigs had a word for it.

Enigma.

No.

Really.

Really.

I want to just stop taking
responsibility for everybody who dies.

Maybe it's my job.

I did what you told me to do.

And I read George's confession again.

I think I know what he did with the gun.

There's a place we used to go, near
where the boys were found.

It's where George would have gone.

Thanks. Hey.

Have a dog.

Hey, she has a dog.

Did you ever own a dog?

I never owned a dog in the city.

You'd have to walk him, right?

You'd have to walk him every day at the
same time, give or take.

Are you telling me you want me to stay
here until midnight?

Well, Benjamin, the Cuban said that's
the time you talk to the guy.

Look, uh, you were right about the lady,
okay?

Everybody said...

She did it. You said, prove it.

And you were right, okay?

She didn't do it.

George killed him, right?

And you got the gun, and you got the
Cuban kid, you got the old lady.

What else do you want, huh?

I mean, it's like you can't get enough.
You want to hit us over the head because

we're so stupid, right? One piece at a
time.

It's like the gun. Take that, you idiot.
And the dog walker. Stick this up your

cacakis.

You coming?

Oh, go on ahead.

What you did, Mr. Thing, the guy didn't
show.

Why don't you tell Detective Bass what
you told me?

Well, just that probably the reason I
got this apartment.

He's don't like to take advantage,
but... And you knew in the building?

Right after, you know, the murders.

They moved out real fast.

It was like they were... Have you afraid
of something?

Yeah.

Do you know if they had a dog?

Well, gee, I don't. But you do know
their name?

Yes.

Nadler.

Arnold Nadler.

I think Mr. Nadler stepped out, but I
can check for you. No, that's okay.

Don't worry about it. We'll just wait
for him. Oh, no, you can't go in.

I'm not supposed to let anybody... I
told him. You're not here.

Hi there. How are you?

Come on.

I'm sorry, Mr. Nadler. It's all right,
Nancy.

Thank you.

Madeline, sit up.

I'm Inspector Kojak. This is Inspector
Bass.

You're from the police.

You've heard about the murders, the two
little kids?

Of course.

Well, we have reason to believe that you
showed a man the location of the Keeler

apartment that night.

Wait a minute. You think I helped some
child murderer or something?

I don't know. You were out walking your
dog and a man... Me?

I don't own a dog.

I don't even like dogs.

I think you must have the wrong name.
I'm sorry, Mr. Nutter. It's our mistake.

Oh, that's all right. I didn't think.

When I heard you were from the police,
I, you know... Well, Mr. Nutter, you

moved out of your apartment pretty fast
after the murders.

What? You left a very desirable location
fast.

How come?

My wife... We didn't want to... What?
What?

Now, why don't you tell us about it?

I was coming home from class.

I teach accounting one night a week at
Rutgers.

I remember it was raining.

There was this man.

I walked right past him. He was putting
a... It looked like a bundle wrapped in

a blanket. He was putting it in his car.
He looked up.

I mean, I surprised him.

He looked right at me.

And when you heard about the murders,
you figured he might be thinking of you

as a witness.

Yeah, see?

Mr. Nadler, would you recognize the man
you saw that night?

Probably. What kind of a car was it?

I don't know about cars.

Numbers. I know numbers.

You want the license number?

That's it.

Bass.

Please stop, sir. I want to talk to you
for a minute.

We have a witness who saw you that
night, Lorenzo.

Those two little boys, Lorenzo.

Did you kill them?

You were there.

You were working, doing a job.

About who?

Lorenzo.

Who for?

You both.

Go.

Mr. DuBose.

You better come down.

Tim Neary finds your involvement in all
this hard to understand.

He doesn't know Kitty the way we do,
does he, Inspector?

Watching her vilified, defiled every
day.

Even by my own newspaper.

Oh, I must admit, you engineer a hell of
an alibi.

You lay out a trail, you turn me loose,
and I wind up with Benjamin the Cuban,

Mrs. Quintano, George and the gun.

All alibi setups engineered by you.

Truth is, I perform more difficult
sleight of hand every day.

I can turn rogues.

International heroes fabricate faith,
fear, hope.

I helped to make the myths for the
professors to call history.

I put a mix of fact and fiction in over
there and move it around and presto, it

comes out over there.

Reality. So naturally.

You must have thought when you had
Masucci killed.

She was home free.

I wonder if you appreciate the exquisite
irony.

Perhaps you do.

To be insanely devoted to, by
reputation, the most wicked woman of the

day.

I wonder if you have any idea how she
makes me feel.

Of course you do.

Kitty brings me peace.

The only true contentment I've ever
known.

When I'm with her, I'm... You know

what I am?

I'm a good man.

extraordinary generosity.

Let's go.

Good guy or bad guy?

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

I was wrong.

About your responsibility for all those
deaths.

What? You got George, you got Billy
Masucci, Billy Cheever, you got them

all, kid.

Including your two little babies.

What are you talking about? What are you
saying?

Aubrey DuBois and I, we had a chat.

And I wonder...

How much of your generosity did I get to
see?

Was there more to come?

No.

Du Bois really showed his gratitude,
didn't he?

With your generosity.

He wanted you all to himself.

He saw his opportunity and he took it.

And had little Terry executed.

That's a lie!

He never meant that to happen!

Oh, it was a mistake.

No chance.

Lorenzo, the executioner.

They don't come any better. No mistakes.

Don't.

Listen.

Fail.

Fail?

What do you want me to say?

It's all going to be all right, Kitty.

I'm here for you, Kitty.

I never meant to hurt my kids.

I love them.

I know you don't believe that.

I never meant to hurt you either.

Look, no more lies, all right?

Does it make any difference to you? You
mean, would the truth make you free?

I never laid a hand on either one of
them.

Not once.

But that night...

I don't know.

It was like everything started to come
apart.

Aubrey had told me again earlier that
day.

that he couldn't leave his wife.

So what did he say?

And then that night, George told me I
ought to stay at home and be with the

kids, not work.

All of a sudden, it seemed like nothing
was ever going to be any different.

That everything was always going to stay
the same.

I was supposed to go to Miami the next
day.

I wanted to be

younger.

Wanted to be happier.

And if I couldn't get anything else, I
just wanted to be alone.

I wanted more than anything just to lie
down.

Go to sleep.

Sleep.

But Georgie kept waking up, and I kept
getting up to change the sheets.

And then Terry started getting cranky,
and he said that he didn't feel well.

That's when I gave him the pills.

So they'd sleep.

Then Georgie wet the bed again.

And he started crying again.

And I knew there wasn't going to be any
trip to Miami.

I just couldn't stand it.

Couldn't stand the crying.

Couldn't stand the sound of it.

I put my hand over Georgie's mouth, just
so he'd be quiet.

He didn't even move.

And I couldn't believe it.

You know, I didn't...

I realized it didn't make sense what I'd
done.

I called Aubrey. I tried to get through
to him, but I couldn't. And then I

called Vince.

And he told me that I should call an
ambulance and tell them what had

happened, but I was too scared.

So I called Aubrey back, and I got
through to him.

He told me exactly what I knew he'd tell
me. He told me what to do.

He told me he'd take care of it.

When the man came, I did exactly what he
told me to do.

He took Georgie downstairs, and I
wrapped Terry in a blanket, and I went

down.

Then we went in the car.

And we drove to that place by the river.

The man got out of the car.

He came around.

And he said, let me hold the boy while
you get out of the car.

I gave Terry to him.

He told me to get Georgie.

I went to the back, and that's when I
realized that you left with Terry.

Then I heard the shot.

See, I didn't know what had happened.

realized what had happened.

Then the man came back in a little while
and he said there had been an accident.

He told me he'd bury them.

All I can tell you is that I never,
never meant to

hurt them.

I don't want to talk anymore. Can I stop
now?

She'll tell her story to a jury. Who
knows? They could even buy it.

And now you wonder how it might have
been if maybe on a rainy night back

along the line you'd happen to duck into
Keela's bar and she'd been there.