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What could I do?

I had jive refereeing, I had bad breaks.

Bull. You were beaten.

Pete Novick is a better fighter, that's all.

I'll start the shower.

Now, you guys own Novick, all right.

Now you own me through a dummy manager.

But that's okay.

But you promised me

that this fight would be a soft one.

Now, look at me.

Just to make your new boy look good.

You got paid.

Not enough. I want out.

I want my contract back.

Sorry, Gunner, not a chance.

I'm not asking you, I'm telling you.

If I don't get my contract back,

I'm going right to the D.A.'s office.

I don't have much of a voice,

but baby, I'm gonna sing.

Okay, it's ready.

Thanks, C.

Tell you what, Gunner, you win.

I get the contract back?

That's right.

We have no choice.

That's great. Thanks.

Yeah, go get your shower, Gunner.

Jay, Jay, I don't like it.

He's a loser.

He's not gonna make us any more money,

just trouble.

He's in the shower.

Make it look hit-and-run.

I can handle it.

Good morning, Mr. Phelps.

The Syndicate operation in the boxing game is handled

by Jay Braddock.

He has corrupted Paul Mitchell, once an honest promoter,

now his partner.

Braddock and Mitchell own a number of promising fighters

whose careers they are manipulating for illegal profits

at public expense.

Middleweight James Loomis recently defied them,

and was brutally murdered in a phony "accident."

Conventional law enforcement agencies have

been unable to act.

Your mission, should you decide to accept it,

will be to expose Braddock and Mitchell

and to destroy their criminal operation.

This tape will self-destruct in five seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

Paul Mitchell loves his daughter, Susan,

but he tries to dominate her.

She, in turn, hates the business he's in,

but she's fallen in love with one of his fighters,

top contender Pete Novick.

Her father's trying to break up the romance,

so we're going to use that emotional triangle

against Mitchell and Jay Braddock.

We've run taps into both their phones, Jim.

And I've set up an appointment with Peter Novick,

as an interviewer from NewsView Magazine.

Mm-hmm. Willie?

The motorcycles are ready,

and Casey's been checked out on the car.

And the firebomb's all set.

The mask is ready.

And this drug formula will produce a receptive half-sleep

for exactly two minutes, and then unconsciousness.

Mm-hmm. Now, my police record's been planted, and Barney's.

Special Investigator, Jim,

out of the State Attorney General's office.

Fine.

Now, our plan will make Mitchell think that Braddock is trying

to kill him so that we'll use Mitchell to destroy Braddock.

We only have to remember

there are two innocent people involved.

We have to protect Susan Mitchell and Pete Novick.

Come on! Come on, Pete!

Come on, Pete! Come on, Pete!

Hi!

Come on, Pete!

Jim, Barney, the Syndicate truck just arrived.

Right, Willie.

Against the wall. Hands flat.

What's the work-order code for tonight?

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Come on! Let him have it now!

Come on! That a way!

Come on! Let him have it!

Come on! Come on!

Come on! Yeah, Pete!

Stay with him! Move it!

Come on, Pete!

Come on, Pete!

It's all rigged.

Good.

Jim and Barney?

Due out in six minutes.

Great.

Who is it?

Dispatch number 411.

Work order Able-seven.

All right, move.

Nobody moves.

Nobody yells, nobody gets hurt.

Everybody down on the floor, face down.

All right, we'll be right outside the door.

Anybody moves gets their head blown off.

Three... four...

five... six...

seven... eight...

nine... ten.

Oh, Pete, Pete, you were...

Only the greatest, right?

I thought so, too, Pete.

Diana Barron, NewsView.

How did you get in here?

Quietly, dear.

Very quietly.

I'm really anxious to do an interview in-depth.

Why not?

Pete, we have a date.

You go ahead, sweet stuff.

I'll meet you there in, uh...

An hour?

Fine.

I'll get your shower started.

Fire away.

Great. How do you feel

about underworld control of the boxing game?

What?

Hey, come on now.

What do your friends call you?

Diane. Di.

How do you feel about the death of Gunner Loomis?

I'm sorry about him.

I'm very sorry.

Well, there's been some talk

that, uh, he was killed because he wanted

to break away from Syndicate control.

All ready, kid.

Come on, before you get cold.

Thanks, Denver.

Look, Di...

you just don't ask questions like that.

'Cause you don't want to know the answers.

Just, uh, take the money.

That's the way the world goes.

You're smart, you go along with it.

If you're dumb,

it runs right over you.

Now, I'm smart enough to stay cool,

and I'm gonna be the champion.

Okay?

Terrific.

But I'd still like an interview.

A nice, friendly interview?

I guarantee it.

Is there someplace that, uh, we could relax

and talk privately?

I got kind of a freaky pad, up in the hills.

What about your date?

Oh, she'll wait.

Then you're on.

Ten minutes.

Ten minutes.

I'm on the way.

Willie.

Yes, Jim?

They'll be leaving in ten minutes.

Right.

The whole gate?!

All of it?

Every cent, Mr. Braddock.

But how was I to know?

They had the procedure right.

All right, how much did we get taken for?

$37,800, Mr. Mitchell.

Did you get any kind of a-a make on the men that pulled...?

They wore masks, Mr. Mitchell. We couldn't...

Shut up.

I don't want any talk about this.

As far as you're concerned, it's over.

I'll handle it.

Out.

It was a pro job all the way.

Yeah, but what kind of pros are going to take us on?

Buck the organization?

It makes no sense.

Not now.

You deaf, man?

Not at all, Mr. Mitchell.

The name is Spanner.

Associated Public Enterprises.

We're interested in your fighter, Pete Novick.

We'd like to buy his contract.

Why don't you get out of here, clown?

As I said before, the name is Spanner, Mr. Braddock,

and I think you should consider our offer.

Associated Public Enterprises?

I never heard of you.

Oh, we're new.

But we have solid backing.

We can do things for Novick.

And we're prepared to pay a good price for his contract.

Like how much?

Like $37,800

cash.

See, as I said,

we have special resources.

Now, you'll save yourselves a lot of trouble

by dealing with us.

I'll keep in touch.

Jay. Jay.

You're a smart man, Mr. Mitchell.

I'll be in touch.

What's the matter with you?

You think he just waltzed in here to play pigeon?

He's got enough behind him to take us on and the organization.

He hit us in the head with that, all right.

I'll check him out.

What about Pete Novick?

You think Spanner will work on him?

Wouldn't you?

Let him try.

We've got Pete Novick nailed down in every way.

Giordana?

Jay Braddock.

Got a name for you to check out.

Pete won't give us any trouble.

Because he knows that if he does,

I'll have him crippled for life.

They're on the way, Willie.

Right, Jim.

Then when I won the Golden Gloves,

I guess I knew I had it.

Pete, hold still,

there's a bug on your neck.

There. I got it.

Thanks.

Willie, Casey just gave Novick the drug.

One minute, 56 seconds.

Check.

Pete, you were telling me about the Golden Gloves.

Yeah.

I feel dizzy.

Something's wrong.

Well, uh, maybe you should pull over and stop the car.

Yeah.

Pete, look out!

Okay. Let's get him to bed.

I'll have these developed right away, Jim.

Good morning.

Boy, you must have been exhausted.

You've been out for, um, ten and a half hours now.

Maybe it was the reaction.

From what?

Di, what happened last night?

You don't remember?

I remember feeling lousy...

dizzy.

Did we smack up the car or something?

We?

Darling, you hit a man on a motorcycle.

Oh, no.

Was he... he hurt?

Pete, you'd better brace yourself.

He's dead.

Dead?

No.

No, that-that ain't possible.

Oh, my God.

How...?

I always carry a camera, Pete.

A girl never knows nowadays

when she'll run into a chance to make some money.

Out of my hide.

Darling,

a very nice man named Spanner hired me

to get something, uh, heavy on you.

Well, last night, I lucked out.

I got a lot more than I expected.

It ought to earn me a bonus.

You cheap...

That just cost you.

I can get you on a murder one.

Go ahead.

Go ahead, double your luck, baby.

The cops are already looking for you.

How do you know?

Be my guest.

Well, I guess I don't have to tell you

that you've got trouble.

Because you hired that chick to blackmail me.

But I'm not playing.

Grow up, kid.

Those can get you a minimum of ten years.

And that...

will get you killed.

What do you want? Money?

Relax, Pete.

We want to make money for you.

We'll take care of you.

We'll give you the negatives,

a notarized statement from Miss Barron

that says the motorcycle ran into you

and money.

How?

Simple.

You just cancel your contract with Braddock and Mitchell,

and sign with us.

Or else.

They've got me in a box!

You've got to let me out!

Shut up, Pete.

We'll take care of it.

But that guy, Spanner... He's got the negatives.

That clown on the motorcycle, he was killed.

Hit-and-run.

That's murder.

All right. Hold on, now, Pete.

Let us worry about it, huh?

Tell you what you do. You run along home.

Take it easy.

We've got the connections that can find the answers.

A little grease...

A little pressure.

We'll handle Spanner.

That punchy moron.

I'd like to break both of his legs.

And Spanner...

Yes?

Who?

I don't know any Manning. Get rid of him.

What the...?

I'm the Manning you don't know.

Now, let me introduce myself, gentlemen.

State Attorney General's office?

We're not interested.

Uh...

Yes, yes, Mr. Manning, what, um...

What seems to be the trouble?

Robbery.

You had one and didn't report it.

I'm curious.

That's our business. Now, blow!

It was just, uh...

just petty cash.

We didn't want the publicity.

Oh?

Because Spanner and his people are muscling in on you?

The same way you muscled into the fight business

in the first place?

Who is Spanner?

Paul Spanner.

You know, we're just now beginning to get a line on him.

But I can tell you this.

He's got a new kind of organization behind him.

Mean and hungry.

And he's out to rip you off.

Thanks for the rundown.

Now I'm tired of looking at your face.

Well, that's your constitutional right.

But let me warn you both.

You're in trouble.

You're in big trouble.

And our office can help you...

if you're willing to cooperate.

How, exactly?

A little testimony.

Get out!

Think about it.

That's two kinds of trouble Spanner's caused us.

He's got to be wasted.

Now, now, come on, Jay.

Not that way.

Give me a chance to make a deal with him, huh? Please.

No deal.

Novick's contract.

And what if I say no?

I release the pictures.

Pete goes to the slammer.

You and Jay lose, anyway.

If we do make some kind of arrangement...

how do I know that you won't pull this

on one of our other boys?

You don't.

Be reasonable, will you, Spanner?

If you bust Pete Novick away from us,

why, we'll be picked clean by breakfast!

You do have a problem, don't you, Paul?

There has to be something you really want.

Uh-huh.

Pete Novick's contract.

Pete!

What is it?

Thanks a lot.

Remember me?

I'm the girl you had a date with last night.

The lucky girl who stood around for two hours, waiting to see

whether you'd been hurt in an accident,

or you were just stiffing me.

Not now.

Oh, what's the matter?

You got a big problem or something?

Did you have a... a thrilling interview with that-that blonde?

Sue, it wasn't anything like that.

I've got troubles. Now, please, just...

Pete, tell me what's the matter. You can tell me.

No, I can't.

Now, just leave me alone.

Sure.

I mean, you have your life and everything.

I guess I just don't fit in anymore.

Um, I'll just... see you around.

Sue.

Oh, it's okay.

I know my way to the door.

Sue!

There was an accident last night.

A bad one.

I ran into a guy

on a motorcycle.

Ran head-on into him.

Was he hurt?

Badly hurt?

He died.

Pete...

Pete, that's awful.

I'm sorry I-I was so mad when I came in.

I just... I didn't know.

I'm sorry.

I don't blame you, baby.

I had this big notion.

Pete Novick...

right out of the gutter and onto the cover of NewsView.

Maybe I'll still make it.

When they indict me.

Oh, no, Pete...

Listen, I'll get my father to help you.

No, you've got enough trouble with him over me now.

Well, a little more can't hurt.

Oh, Pete.

I love you.

No, we are not going to cancel his contract.

Now why don't you just stay away from him, Susan?

A cheap pug like that...

He is not!

Oh, damn it, girl! Look around you!

Can't you see anything?!

The dirt, the stink, the sweat?!

The crooked angles,

the rotten deals... The whole thing stinks!

Don't you understand that? Except for the money.

The good, clean money that can buy you a nice life!

Sure, Dad, but I want to spend that life with Pete.

Why? Why? Tell me.

What? Because he's a fighter, is that it?

Because he whips other men?

What does that do, excite you?

Is that sexy for you?

Yeah, that's part of it.

But there's also a feeling. I love him.

Go on home, will you?!

Just get rid of that punk!

He is in trouble and he is trouble!

Just write him off!

Now what the hell's going on?

You were right, Jay.

Novick is nothing but trouble.

So, let's just tell Spanner to go jump, huh?

What do we care if he... if he busts Novick wide open?

Susan really got to you.

Now cool it. We can't let Novick go up.

He knows too much about our operation.

He'd talk.

And right after the Gunner Loomis bit.

We can't take the risk.

So what do we do?

Go after Spanner?

No. The organization doesn't want heavy trouble.

Spanner's a hard hit.

So, we stop him the easy way

and we, uh, tie off all the loose ends.

We kill Pete Novick.

4327.

Get me Steve Lawson.

Tell him it's Jay Braddock.

And tell him it's heavy.

Yes, sir. Just a second, please.

You're only going to have a few seconds

to get Lawson's voice, Dave.

I'm a quick study, Jim.

Jay?

Steve Lawson. What's happening?

Little trouble.

I need a good man for a hard contract.

I'd like the same one you sent me last time.

Train?

That's right.

Sorry, Jay, Train's away on business.

What happened?

I'm terribly sorry, sir, but your connection's been broken.

Would you like me to try your party again?

Uh, yeah. Mr. Jay Braddock.

Well, can you get to him?

I've got a little job that's right down his alley.

It's quick and simple.

When will he be available?

Not for a while.

But I can send you a reliable man.

First class.

Who?

Ryker. His name is Dave Ryker.

He comes high, but he's worth it.

Jay. Jay.

Let's, uh, let's think about it, huh?

Lawson, I'll take him.

Tell him to meet me tonight.

The Empress.

Right.

Jay, I, uh...

I've-I've changed my mind.

It's too late.

No. We can tell this Ryker that...

I'm telling him, Paul.

Just like I'm telling you.

Pete Novick's dead.

Hello?

Mr. Lawson?

I have your party now.

Listen, forget it.

I'll talk to you in a couple of weeks.

You want me to tell Train you'll need him later?

Uh, yeah, but there's no rush.

Okay. Take care, Jay.

Nice job, Dave.

Thanks, Jim.

Jim, how do you like Japanese food?

Why?

That's the specialty at The Empress.

It has to be an "accident."

Thank you.

Hmm?

When do you want it done?

Tonight.

I guess that's possible.

I have to case the place.

I want five big ones now,

the balance on delivery.

I'll do better than that, Ryker.

You'll get it as soon as I see the action.

I'm going to be right there, watching what I paid for.

Both of you?

No, I, uh...

Yes.

I insist, partner.

Can do.

It'll take me about an hour to rig what I need.

Okay.

How do you feel about underworld control of the boxing game?

What?

Hey, come on, now.

What do your friends call you?

How do you feel about the death of Gunner Loomis?

I'm sorry about him.

Very sorry.

Well, there's been some talk that, uh...

he was killed because he wanted to break...

You ready?

I think I have his voice.

Hello?

Honey?

Pete!

Can you meet me right away?

In front of the Regal Hotel on Third?

I've got to talk to you.

Yes, of course.

I'll be right there.

Miss Mitchell?

Yes.

Come with us, please.

Looks great, Casey.

Susan's safe.

We've got 16 minutes.

I'm ready.

Ten minutes. And I'll meet you

in your office afterwards for the rest of my money.

Right.

Do we have to stay and watch this?

I want to make sure.

Susan...

No.

Let go of me!

No! Jay, that's Susan!

Hello, Pete.

Honey, what are you doing here?

Pete, I just had to be with you.

Let go of me! That's my daughter!

Look out.

Paul!

Paul!

Susan!

Paul!

Susan!

Susan!

Susan...

I don't want to talk about it anymore. I...

I don't even want to think about it anymore.

All I want to do is get my stuff and clear out of here.

You're not going anywhere, Paul, not now.

Oh? Well, what is there to keep me, pray tell?

Am I supposed to lay aside a little money

for my daughter's dowry, is that it?

Damn it, Paul, it was an accident.

You arrange accidents.

This time it was.

And too bad about Susan.

But you've got to hang in there.

We've got problems.

There'll be a police investigation.

You can't just cut and run.

Now, if you ever do that again, I'll break both your hands!

Now come on!

I'm going into my office.

Have a drink, get yourself together and come on in.

We've got to talk.

You don't make much noise.

I don't like to attract attention.

You got my money ready?

In my office.

Anything left of the house?

Ashes.

Novick?

More ashes. They'll have to make

an identification from his teeth, if that's what you want.

I saw it happen. It's okay.

Come into my office, I'll pay you off.

I heard about your daughter.

The bodies have been identified.

I'm sorry.

Sure.

But I'm, uh...

I'm still not going to testify for you.

Well, why should you?

I mean, look what the organization's

done for you already.

Okay?

Fine.

Uh, Mr. Braddock, when do you

want me to handle that other job?

What job?

I thought Lawson said he had two contracts for me.

No? Huh.

Must be my mistake.

Always trying to hustle a little extra business, you know.

Night.

Hey.

What other job is he talking about?

How do I know?

Some kind of mistake.

Jay, Jay, I heard him.

What are you trying to do, kill the whole world?

Who is it now?

Nobody.

All right.

Jay, you killed Pete Novick, didn't you?

You killed my daughter, didn't you?

Who's next?

I didn't do anything to Susan.

Ryker killed her.

Ryker, huh?

Yeah, Ryker should have killed me, too.

Or is that what you have in mind, hmm?

You're crazy.

Am I?

You really think...?

Yes.

Okay, Paul.

You think maybe I've put a contract on you.

I'll prove you're wrong.

And I'm going to wipe out any connection between us

and what happened tonight.

I'm going to kill Ryker.

What?

We're both safer if he's dead.

And then maybe it'll make you feel

a little better, about Susan.

But...

Go stop him.

I'll be right down.

All right.

As soon as Mitchell's convinced that I'm going to kill him

on Braddock's orders, you move in.

I'll be ready.

No sound, no trouble.

Don't worry, your friend Braddock won't interfere.

Am I the next contract?

Bought and paid for.

You know, Ryker, my daughter was in Novick's house tonight.

She's dead.

Just keep moving.

Hold it.

Drop your gun and turn around.

I had an idea Braddock might want you dead, Mitchell.

His name is Ryker.

I'll tell you all about him.

I'll tell you all about anything you want to know.

So, your father's agreed to turn state's evidence, Susan.

He's already told the Attorney General enough

to rip open the whole Syndicate infiltration

of the fight business.

But he'll still have to go to prison?

Yes. He'll have to serve some time.

But I think it'll make it a lot easier on him, Susan,

if he could see you.

We've arranged for you to meet with him,

if you want to.

Of course, and I'll wait.

No. We'll wait.